Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Don't Feed the Yami ❯ SUGAR! ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Ceres-Firedemon 
Marik leaves his secret stash of sugar food in the fridge. Guess who finds it... WARNING: MARIKKU RULING WORLD... sorta...
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 04.25.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 689 | Status: Completed
Marik leaves his secret stash of sugar food in the fridge. Guess who finds it... WARNING: MARIKKU RULING WORLD... sorta...
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 04.25.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 689 | Status: Completed
Ceres- I wrote this for extra credit for English class. XD I got 6 points added to my final grade for the third quarter! Now
my average is a 97! Hehe A+ all the way!!! I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh but there’s no harm in dreaming is there? ^^ By the way,
Marik and Marriku lead normal lives like any other normal kid. Also, I’m telling the story, like a narrator. Oh yea, the
Ishtar family will be really off character. ^^;; I had no choice but to do so if I wanted this story to be funny.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
Marikku was like any other average teenager. Okay, so maybe it shouldn’t be said as “average”… More like “maniac”
or “mentally unstable” but that’s beside the point. So maybe he’s a little too evil and wants to rule the world but… Okay,
so there’s nothing good about him but THAT is also beside the point. Anyway, back to the story! Marikku was in his room
making plans for the day he would finally take control of the world. He added the last line and stood up. Suddenly, he
began to laugh manically at the air. If he was in a cartoon, fire would be burning behind him. Yes, he’s “that” evil. He
was laughing for three minutes straight until he heard a loud grumble. He looked down and realized that it was his
stomach. He had been planning his evil scheme for 3 hours straight! He exited the room and passed Marik’s and Ishizu’s
rooms. Marikku heard loud music from Marik’s room and banged on the door as he yelled “Keep it down! Some of us in the
house aren’t deaf yet, Marik!”
Marik stuck his head out of the door and said “What was that? I couldn’t hear you, sorry.”
Marikku growled and stomped the rest of the way to the kitchen, whispering profanities under his breath. When he
reached the kitchen, he yanked the refrigerator door open and scowled when he found only one dish of food left.
There was tape stuck to the side of the plastic container that read “Reserved for Marik! Do not eat! That means you,
Marikku!” in Marik’s handwriting.
Marikku took the container and said to no one in particular “Good for nothing, lazy little bro. Always getting the
food for himself. I think I’ll take this food off his grubby little hands.”
Marikku popped the food in the microwave and ate it in no time flat. He felt weird, as if he was more energetic all
of a sudden. Suddenly, Marik walked into the room and Marikku quickly threw the container into the garbage form across the
room. (A.N.: *holds up sign with “10” in big, red letters* 10 points! And they’ve won the game! Okay, okay, I’ll stop!)
Marik caught a glimpse of the label and went ballistic. “Marikku, can’t you read? That was my food, you idiot!” he yelled.
Marikku shrugged and said “So? What was so special about that food, huh?”
Marikku really knew how to tick off his little brother, and this proves it. Marik’s face darkened and his fists and
jaw were both clenched. Marikku cringed. His brother looked more evil than himself for a moment. Marikku gulped and said
“Marik, if you’re so pissed off about that ONE PLATE OF FOOD, then what was in it?”
Marik growled and said “My daily dose of sugar!” (A.N.: I see a lot of YGO fanficts about the hikari being sugar
high and they wreck havoc instead of the yami. Watch what happens in this one!!! XD)
“And exactly how much sugar?” Marikku asked.
“One cup at the most… Why?”
“Gah! Marik, that’s way too much sugar! No wonder you’re so happy-go-lucky all the time!” Marikku was panicking.
Marik growled again and said “That was the last of the sugar in that food! What am I going to eat tomorrow?!”
Marikku wasn’t listening and murmuring to himself “No wonder why he’s so high all the time… I wonder why he uses so
much sugar… Hm… What’s going to happen to me now?”
Marik hit him in the head with his fist and said “You aren’t listening, idiot!”
Marikku put his hands to his head and whined “Oww… That hurt! You’re mean, Marik!”
Marik looked at him weird and said “Since when did you whine? In situations like this, we are usually playing the
opposite roles.”
Marikku blinked and said “Big words… Could you repeat that in ENGLISH?”
Marik sighed. The sugar was taking affect on his older, and might I say, evil brother. Unbeknownst to him, Marikku
was poking him with his Millennium Rod he uses to “rule the world”. When he finally noticed, Marikku was sitting on the
kitchen floor like a dog (A.N.: Think Inuyasha’s trademark sitting position!) and poking Marik’s foot with his Millennium
Rod while saying “Poke” over and over again.
Marik glared at him and yelled “What are you doing?!”
Marikku looked up and smiled innocently. “Poking you… Why?” he said.
“It’s annoying, dimwit! Now stop it!”
Marikku sniffed and innocent little tears threatened to burst from his eyes. Marik sighed and said “Fine… You can
poke me… Just not too much!”
Marikku smiled and began to poke Marik again. Marik sighed and walked back to his room Marikku following him and
poking him in the back at the same time. Marikku began to jump on the bed once he got to the room. Marik sighed. (A.N.: He
seems to be doing that a lot, doesn’t he? *gets hit by a lit candle and hair catches fire* OKAY, OKAY, I’LL CONTINUE JUST…
DON’T TOUCH THE HAIR!!! >.<) He couldn’t do anything. This was his entire fault. He should have hid his food somewhere. He
had no choice but to watch the sugar high do its magic. Or he could knock out Marikku and lock him in his room until the
sugar high was no more. But if he chose the latter, Ishizu would literally kill him for getting Marikku into sugar high in
the first place. Plus, Marikku COULD be crazy enough to jump out the window and take the risk of nearly killing himself
just to be free. He sighed. “Some dilemma I’ve got myself in…” he thought as he leaned back in his office chair. (A.N.: Ya
know, the ones that spin. Those are fun! ^^ *gets hit in the head by non-flying Kuribohs* Ah!!! Evil, mutant, fluff-ball
thingies!!!)
Let’s get back to Marikku, shall we? Well, Marikku was now jumping up and down on the bed yelling “Wheeeee!!!” very
loudly.
He jumped off the bed and dashed out the room without his brother’s notice. He ran out of the house, disturbing the
people of Japan with his maniacal laugh. A little boy began to cry and several birds flew by, dropping dung bombs around
Marikku as they passed above. (A.N.: I couldn’t help but put that there!!! XD *cracks up and falls on the floor, hitting
head on the bookshelf* @.@ What are canaries doing in my room?...) Suddenly, a squirrel ran down the trunk of the tree in
the front lawn and bit Marikku’s shin, rather hard for such a small squirrel too. He began to run in a circle, his arms
waving in the air, and yelled “Evil, mutant, blood-sucking squirrel wants to eat me! Dear Ra, help me!!!” (A.N.: Haha!!!
*cracks up, rolls into ball, and holds up sign that says “We now continue our feature presentation.”*) Several children ran
away from the crazed Egyptian and went running to their mothers as more squirrels gathered on a tree, watching their friend
torture a boy with fascination.
All the commotion caught his older sister’s attention. Ishizu ran out of the house, Marik not far behind her, and
yanked the squirrel right off of Marikku’s shin. Marikku jumped at the sudden jolt of white-hot pain and yelled in
surprise. “Oww… Ishizu… That hurt, Ra dammit!”
Ishizu just ignored him and glared at Marik. Then, when she noticed the crowd of people in front of her house, she
yelled “Why are you people still here?! What? You wanna be bitten by a squirrel?! Well, go to your own houses and be my Ra
damned guest!”
Everyone left whispering “What an odd family they are…”
Marik tried to tip-toe his way back into the house but Ishizi grabbed the back of his shirt and dragged him back.
She roughly set him on his feet, facing Marikku, and pointed at her super-hyper brother. “I have a feeling you had
something to do with this, Marik!” she yelled, putting great emphasis on his name which made him swallow nervously.
Marikku was, again, sitting on the floor like a dog and was looking up at them with wide, innocent eyes. He felt a
little hurt because of his little incident with the “evil” squirrel. Then he said “Marik left food in fridge. Me wanted to
eat it. Me didn’t know it had sugar. Sugar good!”
Marik burst out laughing and Ishizu glared at him, forcing him to stop. Ishizu crossed her arms in front of her and
said “Did you leave your sugar food in the fridge AGAIN, Marik?”
Marik nodded and squeaked suddenly when Ishizu grabbed his neck and began to strangle him. “What did I tell you
about leaving your food in the reach of your brother?! Must I yell it in your ear and pound it in your thick skull until
your muttering it like a broken record?!” Ishizu yelled at him.
Marik squeaked. “No…”
Marikku laughed at Marik’s timid-ness and stopped when he saw a bird form the corner of his eye. He smirked and
practically pounced at the poor bird. It flew away just in time but Marikku still followed it, pouncing every few minutes
or so. Ishizu was too busy chasing Marik around the yard with a broom held high over her head, ready to bash Marik to a
pulp, to notice Marikku pouncing away.
20 minutes later…
Marik was lying on the ground with bruises and cuts all over his body. His face looked like this: @.@. Ishizu was
standing next to him, broom held high and her left foot on his back in triumph. Finally, she noticed that Marikku was gone
and brought Marik to his feet. She began to strangle him again and yelled “Where in Egypt’s seven hells is Marikku?!” in his
face.
Halfway to unconsciousness, Marik pointed towards the city. Ishizu looked towards the city and her jaw dropped along
with Marik, who happily fell asleep on the soft grass. Ishizu stared at the city. It was burning. (A.N.: I just had to put
that there! XD) After a few moments, Ishizu began to smell the horrid odor of burning mortar and smoke. By then, Ishizu had
gone out of her trance and threw herself in the car, along with a sleeping Marik. The noise of the buildings falling and
the smell of smoke awoke Marik as Ishizu drove them through the city. All was quiet, no one was on the streets, windows
were shattered, and glass was scattered all over the ground. Then, they got out of the car to hear a maniacal laugh from
above. As if they were synchronized, they looked up at the same time. Ishizu’s jaw dropped and Marik’s eyes widened. It was
Marikku standing at the top of a skyscraper, holding up his Millennium Rod and laughing his evil laugh. Suddenly, Marikku’s
laugh stopped and he began to fall. Marik screamed like a little girl and began to run circles around Ishizu, trying to
dodge his falling brother. Ishizu, still staring up at Marikku, grabbed his shirt, dragged him to her spot, and moved away.
Marik looked at her weird and said “Ishizu, wha—“
Marik would have finished his sentence… had it not been for Marikku’s falling directly on top of him. His face
looked just as it did when Ishizu beat him up. Ishizu walked over and inspected Marikku. “Thank O Holy Ra for the side
effects of sugar highs…” she muttered.
Marik, almost dead, whispered “I am never going to eat sugar again…”
Now you know, people, that you should never give sugar to evil masterminds. Oh yeah, try to keep your secret
chocolate stash hidden. (A.N.: *wink*)
~*~*~*~*~*~*
Ceres: This story isn’t exactly like the copy I gave to teacher. ‘Cuz I don’t have it with me. I’m on a cruise right now and
my dad brought my laptop. SO I GET TO FINISH THIS STORY AND PLAY DDR!!! XD.
my average is a 97! Hehe A+ all the way!!! I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh but there’s no harm in dreaming is there? ^^ By the way,
Marik and Marriku lead normal lives like any other normal kid. Also, I’m telling the story, like a narrator. Oh yea, the
Ishtar family will be really off character. ^^;; I had no choice but to do so if I wanted this story to be funny.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
Marikku was like any other average teenager. Okay, so maybe it shouldn’t be said as “average”… More like “maniac”
or “mentally unstable” but that’s beside the point. So maybe he’s a little too evil and wants to rule the world but… Okay,
so there’s nothing good about him but THAT is also beside the point. Anyway, back to the story! Marikku was in his room
making plans for the day he would finally take control of the world. He added the last line and stood up. Suddenly, he
began to laugh manically at the air. If he was in a cartoon, fire would be burning behind him. Yes, he’s “that” evil. He
was laughing for three minutes straight until he heard a loud grumble. He looked down and realized that it was his
stomach. He had been planning his evil scheme for 3 hours straight! He exited the room and passed Marik’s and Ishizu’s
rooms. Marikku heard loud music from Marik’s room and banged on the door as he yelled “Keep it down! Some of us in the
house aren’t deaf yet, Marik!”
Marik stuck his head out of the door and said “What was that? I couldn’t hear you, sorry.”
Marikku growled and stomped the rest of the way to the kitchen, whispering profanities under his breath. When he
reached the kitchen, he yanked the refrigerator door open and scowled when he found only one dish of food left.
There was tape stuck to the side of the plastic container that read “Reserved for Marik! Do not eat! That means you,
Marikku!” in Marik’s handwriting.
Marikku took the container and said to no one in particular “Good for nothing, lazy little bro. Always getting the
food for himself. I think I’ll take this food off his grubby little hands.”
Marikku popped the food in the microwave and ate it in no time flat. He felt weird, as if he was more energetic all
of a sudden. Suddenly, Marik walked into the room and Marikku quickly threw the container into the garbage form across the
room. (A.N.: *holds up sign with “10” in big, red letters* 10 points! And they’ve won the game! Okay, okay, I’ll stop!)
Marik caught a glimpse of the label and went ballistic. “Marikku, can’t you read? That was my food, you idiot!” he yelled.
Marikku shrugged and said “So? What was so special about that food, huh?”
Marikku really knew how to tick off his little brother, and this proves it. Marik’s face darkened and his fists and
jaw were both clenched. Marikku cringed. His brother looked more evil than himself for a moment. Marikku gulped and said
“Marik, if you’re so pissed off about that ONE PLATE OF FOOD, then what was in it?”
Marik growled and said “My daily dose of sugar!” (A.N.: I see a lot of YGO fanficts about the hikari being sugar
high and they wreck havoc instead of the yami. Watch what happens in this one!!! XD)
“And exactly how much sugar?” Marikku asked.
“One cup at the most… Why?”
“Gah! Marik, that’s way too much sugar! No wonder you’re so happy-go-lucky all the time!” Marikku was panicking.
Marik growled again and said “That was the last of the sugar in that food! What am I going to eat tomorrow?!”
Marikku wasn’t listening and murmuring to himself “No wonder why he’s so high all the time… I wonder why he uses so
much sugar… Hm… What’s going to happen to me now?”
Marik hit him in the head with his fist and said “You aren’t listening, idiot!”
Marikku put his hands to his head and whined “Oww… That hurt! You’re mean, Marik!”
Marik looked at him weird and said “Since when did you whine? In situations like this, we are usually playing the
opposite roles.”
Marikku blinked and said “Big words… Could you repeat that in ENGLISH?”
Marik sighed. The sugar was taking affect on his older, and might I say, evil brother. Unbeknownst to him, Marikku
was poking him with his Millennium Rod he uses to “rule the world”. When he finally noticed, Marikku was sitting on the
kitchen floor like a dog (A.N.: Think Inuyasha’s trademark sitting position!) and poking Marik’s foot with his Millennium
Rod while saying “Poke” over and over again.
Marik glared at him and yelled “What are you doing?!”
Marikku looked up and smiled innocently. “Poking you… Why?” he said.
“It’s annoying, dimwit! Now stop it!”
Marikku sniffed and innocent little tears threatened to burst from his eyes. Marik sighed and said “Fine… You can
poke me… Just not too much!”
Marikku smiled and began to poke Marik again. Marik sighed and walked back to his room Marikku following him and
poking him in the back at the same time. Marikku began to jump on the bed once he got to the room. Marik sighed. (A.N.: He
seems to be doing that a lot, doesn’t he? *gets hit by a lit candle and hair catches fire* OKAY, OKAY, I’LL CONTINUE JUST…
DON’T TOUCH THE HAIR!!! >.<) He couldn’t do anything. This was his entire fault. He should have hid his food somewhere. He
had no choice but to watch the sugar high do its magic. Or he could knock out Marikku and lock him in his room until the
sugar high was no more. But if he chose the latter, Ishizu would literally kill him for getting Marikku into sugar high in
the first place. Plus, Marikku COULD be crazy enough to jump out the window and take the risk of nearly killing himself
just to be free. He sighed. “Some dilemma I’ve got myself in…” he thought as he leaned back in his office chair. (A.N.: Ya
know, the ones that spin. Those are fun! ^^ *gets hit in the head by non-flying Kuribohs* Ah!!! Evil, mutant, fluff-ball
thingies!!!)
Let’s get back to Marikku, shall we? Well, Marikku was now jumping up and down on the bed yelling “Wheeeee!!!” very
loudly.
He jumped off the bed and dashed out the room without his brother’s notice. He ran out of the house, disturbing the
people of Japan with his maniacal laugh. A little boy began to cry and several birds flew by, dropping dung bombs around
Marikku as they passed above. (A.N.: I couldn’t help but put that there!!! XD *cracks up and falls on the floor, hitting
head on the bookshelf* @.@ What are canaries doing in my room?...) Suddenly, a squirrel ran down the trunk of the tree in
the front lawn and bit Marikku’s shin, rather hard for such a small squirrel too. He began to run in a circle, his arms
waving in the air, and yelled “Evil, mutant, blood-sucking squirrel wants to eat me! Dear Ra, help me!!!” (A.N.: Haha!!!
*cracks up, rolls into ball, and holds up sign that says “We now continue our feature presentation.”*) Several children ran
away from the crazed Egyptian and went running to their mothers as more squirrels gathered on a tree, watching their friend
torture a boy with fascination.
All the commotion caught his older sister’s attention. Ishizu ran out of the house, Marik not far behind her, and
yanked the squirrel right off of Marikku’s shin. Marikku jumped at the sudden jolt of white-hot pain and yelled in
surprise. “Oww… Ishizu… That hurt, Ra dammit!”
Ishizu just ignored him and glared at Marik. Then, when she noticed the crowd of people in front of her house, she
yelled “Why are you people still here?! What? You wanna be bitten by a squirrel?! Well, go to your own houses and be my Ra
damned guest!”
Everyone left whispering “What an odd family they are…”
Marik tried to tip-toe his way back into the house but Ishizi grabbed the back of his shirt and dragged him back.
She roughly set him on his feet, facing Marikku, and pointed at her super-hyper brother. “I have a feeling you had
something to do with this, Marik!” she yelled, putting great emphasis on his name which made him swallow nervously.
Marikku was, again, sitting on the floor like a dog and was looking up at them with wide, innocent eyes. He felt a
little hurt because of his little incident with the “evil” squirrel. Then he said “Marik left food in fridge. Me wanted to
eat it. Me didn’t know it had sugar. Sugar good!”
Marik burst out laughing and Ishizu glared at him, forcing him to stop. Ishizu crossed her arms in front of her and
said “Did you leave your sugar food in the fridge AGAIN, Marik?”
Marik nodded and squeaked suddenly when Ishizu grabbed his neck and began to strangle him. “What did I tell you
about leaving your food in the reach of your brother?! Must I yell it in your ear and pound it in your thick skull until
your muttering it like a broken record?!” Ishizu yelled at him.
Marik squeaked. “No…”
Marikku laughed at Marik’s timid-ness and stopped when he saw a bird form the corner of his eye. He smirked and
practically pounced at the poor bird. It flew away just in time but Marikku still followed it, pouncing every few minutes
or so. Ishizu was too busy chasing Marik around the yard with a broom held high over her head, ready to bash Marik to a
pulp, to notice Marikku pouncing away.
20 minutes later…
Marik was lying on the ground with bruises and cuts all over his body. His face looked like this: @.@. Ishizu was
standing next to him, broom held high and her left foot on his back in triumph. Finally, she noticed that Marikku was gone
and brought Marik to his feet. She began to strangle him again and yelled “Where in Egypt’s seven hells is Marikku?!” in his
face.
Halfway to unconsciousness, Marik pointed towards the city. Ishizu looked towards the city and her jaw dropped along
with Marik, who happily fell asleep on the soft grass. Ishizu stared at the city. It was burning. (A.N.: I just had to put
that there! XD) After a few moments, Ishizu began to smell the horrid odor of burning mortar and smoke. By then, Ishizu had
gone out of her trance and threw herself in the car, along with a sleeping Marik. The noise of the buildings falling and
the smell of smoke awoke Marik as Ishizu drove them through the city. All was quiet, no one was on the streets, windows
were shattered, and glass was scattered all over the ground. Then, they got out of the car to hear a maniacal laugh from
above. As if they were synchronized, they looked up at the same time. Ishizu’s jaw dropped and Marik’s eyes widened. It was
Marikku standing at the top of a skyscraper, holding up his Millennium Rod and laughing his evil laugh. Suddenly, Marikku’s
laugh stopped and he began to fall. Marik screamed like a little girl and began to run circles around Ishizu, trying to
dodge his falling brother. Ishizu, still staring up at Marikku, grabbed his shirt, dragged him to her spot, and moved away.
Marik looked at her weird and said “Ishizu, wha—“
Marik would have finished his sentence… had it not been for Marikku’s falling directly on top of him. His face
looked just as it did when Ishizu beat him up. Ishizu walked over and inspected Marikku. “Thank O Holy Ra for the side
effects of sugar highs…” she muttered.
Marik, almost dead, whispered “I am never going to eat sugar again…”
Now you know, people, that you should never give sugar to evil masterminds. Oh yeah, try to keep your secret
chocolate stash hidden. (A.N.: *wink*)
~*~*~*~*~*~*
Ceres: This story isn’t exactly like the copy I gave to teacher. ‘Cuz I don’t have it with me. I’m on a cruise right now and
my dad brought my laptop. SO I GET TO FINISH THIS STORY AND PLAY DDR!!! XD.