Chapter: Pillow fight

(Marik's point of view)

I put all my things in the closet, under the supervision of Mr. Grimmig. When I was done I fell on the bed. The walls of the room were dark blue, the cupboards were black. The bed area was silver. The blanket and the pillow were not yet covered, the bed sheets were white so that every color matches. There were a few floor lamps in silver here. The desk was dark brown and the sofa was made of normal fabric with black and blood red pillows. "Why is the room kept so dark, Mr. Grim?" I asked with a small smile. "I don't know, some are light, some are dark. Oh yes ... Stop calling me Mr. Grim, vampire.", He said. "I'll call you what I want. Until you smiled," I said again. "You can wait a long time.", He closed his eyes. "You could be right about that." I got up quietly.

I took a pillow and crept to Mariku. "Or maybe not," I said and hit his face with the pillows. The werewolf was startled, he looked angry: "What's that supposed to mean?!?", He shouted. "You should be smiling," I said and hit him again. He took the pillow and hit me. I pretended to be pouting as I picked up his pillow and hit him. "Could you stop!" Mariku grumbled. "If you smile honestly," I answered him and hit him again. "Ok, that's enough!" He shouted and lunged at me. I dodged and ran away. "Stand still!" He called after me. "No!" I called back and ran around the desk.

After a few minutes of destruction, we dropped onto the sofa. "Ha ... you ... smile," I said out of breath. "Yeah ... you did it ...", he said out of breath. "My goodness we made a mess.", I said, more excited. He hit me again with the pillow in the face: "Whose fault is it?" "Yeah. Mine. But you smile." I said and got a camera to take a picture of him. Mariku shook his head in amusement. There was a knock.

(Ryou's point of view)

We entered in shock. "What ...?" I asked. "Mariku and I had a pillow fight.", Marik grinned from both ears. "And did you destroy the whole room?" I asked. "Oh.", Marik waved him off. "You are amazing Ma-chan.", Bakura smiled. "What? He didn't want to smile.", Marik said as if it were the most normal thing in the world. "You did it.", I sighed and put a lamp back up. "Oh, don't take it that way, Ryou. Marik can be much worse.", Bakura said. "What is that supposed to mean?" He asked in armor. "Ask your teachers," said Bakura simply. "I will do it when I see you." Marik let himself sink into the pillow. "And that's really even worse?" Mariku asked. "Yes.", Bakura said with a smile. "Oh my god. I'll never survive that.", Mariku said.

"Hey.", Marik hit him in the face with a pillow. "Hey, don't start again. We just wanted to say we're going to sleep.You'd better go to sleep too. ", I sighed with a smile. Marik and Mariku got up. Marik hugged Bakura and kissed him on the cheek. Mariku hugged me and said:" Good night. "Then Marik hugged me without a kiss. Bakura and Mariku were facing each other. Nobody knew what to do. Marik sighed in annoyance and puffed the other werewolf into Bakura's arms. They broke up immediately." Hey! "both of them exclaimed." What? ", Marik asked innocently." It really is worse. ", said Mariku. I giggled:" Keep calm. Marik just wants you not to look at each other as if you were archenemy. "" But we are. "both said." No. ", said Marik and I.

"Ok. Come on Bakura.", I said and went back to our room with Bakura. "You really don't like Mariku." I smiled. "It's getting better. But if only because of Marik," he said. "Yes, Marik is really smart. We have to go to the director tomorrow. Sign up," I said. "Great.", Said Bakura wrongly. "I'll go to the bathroom first," I said. "I'm used to it. Marik always goes first in the evening," said Bakura. "You don't go together?" I asked. "No. I mean. Everyone needs their privacy," he shrugged. "Me and Mariku go to the bathroom together, except when we shower or bathe," I said.

In the room, Bakura lay down on the bed. It had a white bed sheet, he made it differently than the other werewolves. He's a vampire, after all. The blanket was black with a red and white skull. The pillow was black too, but there was only one word on fire. FINAL. It was written there. I tore my eyes away, got myself a pair of pajamas and went into the bathroom. I closed the door. First, I took a warm shower. The warm water slipped over my pale skin. It ended up tensing my muscles. I sighed in tension. Then I remembered that Bakura wanted to go in too. I got out of the shower, turned off the water, wrapped myself in a towel and stood in front of the mirror. The bathroom was in white and blue tiles. The bathtub was white inside and dark blue outside. The sink was white, then there was a cupboard over it where everything was inside.

I looked in the mirror. My reflection looked the same as always. Pale and tired. Though I saw much more joy in my eye than usual. I took another towel and dried my hair. Then I brushed my teeth and dried the rest of my body. Then I put on my underpants, then my sleep pants and lastly my sleep shirt. The pants were dark blue and hung casually on my legs. My shirt was striped light blue and white, it hung casually on my chest. I unlocked the door and went out. Bakura sat on the bed with pajamas, toothbrush, toothpaste and towels. "You can," I said. Bakura nodded and slowly went into the bathroom, he locked it and then all I heard was water.

I took a book and sat on the bed.The book was called the Midnight Circus. In the book, the vampires were descended from werewolves. Although there wasn't a real werewolf until now, only wolves. But well ... I know a lot of books z. B. the bis (s) series. These books are really exciting. But in some places perky. Sometimes I wish it was all like it was in books. "What are you reading there?" Asked a rough voice. I was frightened from my thoughts. "What? ... Oh ... Um ... I read Midnight Circus. This is a vampire book." I looked at the vampire. He was wearing a short black sleep shirt and long black pants that are tight at the top and then become more casual. "Do I look good?" Asked Bakura, amused.

"What?" I blushed with shame. "Don't worry, kid. I'm just kidding.", Bakura sat down next to me. I exhaled calmly: "I was just wondering if you like to wear black." "Oh ... yes, black is my favorite color. But I also wear something else as long as it's dark." "Do you like reading?" I asked. "That depends. I also read vampire books, but I prefer something to laugh about or horror. Marik likes to read. Almost everything. For him it depends on how the book sounds and looks.", Said Bakura. I nodded, put the book down and said: “We should sleep.” Bakura nodded, lay down in his bed and said: “Good night.” “Good night.” I said back and turned off the floor lamp next to my bed.

(Marik's point of view)

Ryou and Bakura went out. I fell back on the sofa. Mariku turned around: "Do you want to pair me up with your boyfriend?" "No. I actually wanted to pair Ryou and Bakura." I grinned. Mariku rolled her eyes. I got up, went to my closet and took out everything I needed: "May I go to the bathroom first, or do you want to?" He waved his hand to me and then into the bathroom. "Aha. I guess it means I can be the first." I went into the bathroom. I locked it. It was kept dark as in the room in front of it. The bathtub was black inside, gray, silver outside. The shower was black too. The tiles were blood red. The sink black. The edge of the mirror was also blood red and the cupboard above it was also black. Bakura would like this room. It was pretty dark. I went to the shower. Turned on warm water and enjoyed it. But my muscles did not tighten. On the contrary. They tensed up. Although the water was really exciting. My muscles only tensed when I had to fight someone.

I got out of the shower and put on a black bathrobe. I looked different than usual in the mirror. I was unnaturally pale, with blue circles under my eyes. I dried my hair with a towel. Then I brushed my teeth. I took off my bath robe that had dried me and put on my underpants. Then on my long dark blue pants that fit tightly to my hips and then my purple shirt. I looked again in the mirror.Still as before. I opened the door and went out with my stuff.

"Can I?" Asked the werewolf. "Yes." I went to bed. Then got up again. "I have to move into." I muttered to myself. I took a duvet cover. It was from Twilight. Yes. I am a young vampire and I like Twilight. I have read all the books and will soon be looking at the 4 part. Of course, I'm Team Edward. I had all of the cullens on the duvet cover. And of course Bella. I got it quickly and lay down. The bathroom door opened. "You look tired," said Mariku. I looked at him: “Yes I am.” He was wearing gray pants and a black, gray T-shirt. I yawned and asked: "Will you turn off the light?" "I will." He said and the light was already off. "Sleep well," I wished him. "You too." He wished back.

(Marik's point of view) At night

01:30 a.m.
I am still awake.
1:35 a.m.
I'll go to sleep soon.
1:40 a.m.
I lie.
01:42 a.m.
My eyes are closed
01:50 a.m.
Yeah, I'm still awake.
02:00 a.m.
It's enough now.
I got up and stretched. Mariku's breath was calm. I went quietly to the bathroom. I splashed water on my face. I looked worse in the mirror than last time. Hopefully that will change. I pulled the skin down under my eyes and looked into my eyes. It wasn't red as it should be, more like white. "Can't you sleep?" Came a question from behind me. "Uh ... Yes. And you?" I asked Mariku. "Yes, but I always wake up at night," he said. "I don't know either. I'm not doing so well. I'm not in pain. But ... I look so different," I said. "I already noticed. You should go to sleep. Then you will be better," said the werewolf. "I'll stay here a little longer," I said. "You go to bed," he ordered. "No." I replied. When the ground was missing from under my feet.

"Hey!" I called. I was in the