#This is before he decides to fuck off from Ishizu and Rashid

[duelingdestiny]

Malik

"No, you listen to me. I don't have time for this bullshit." Malik spat into the phone. "We have a shipment coming in one hour. That means I need you to be here in ONE hour. I don't care how you do it." He hung up the phone and flopped dramatically into his chair. "Why does no one fucking listen to me?" He grumbled at the ceiling. "Malik, are you feeling alright?" Ishizu asked poking her head into the room. "Oh yeah, just perfect. The shipment is going to be late, which means it won't get set up in time, which means we won't open on schedule." "Is that all?" She asked. "Nothing else is feeling...off with you?" "I'm fine." He snapped, and then sighed. "I'm fine, I promise. There is no psychopath screaming at me to kill everyone I know." "Okay...Just...let me know if you need anything." "What I need is to get out of this place." He whispered and it rang so true Malik sat up. "I don't want to be here." He tested the words out loud. He stood up. "I don't want to be here." A little louder this time. "I DON'T WANT TO BE HERE!" So don't be here then.

Malik could hear Bakura's voice in his soul. In his heart and in his mind. "Don't be here then." He nodded. "Right. Okay." He would work this last exhibit, because he had already promised his sister he would be there, but after that, he was going to find his own way. He needed to. He needed this. Soon he would be free.