The School-Theater

Title: The School-Theater 11

Pairing: YamixHikari, KaibaxJoey,

Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh, I don't make any money with the boys, and I don't think that will change anytime soon.

Pity...

I'm sorry that it took me so long to get this out, but at first I put it on a temporary halt when I got a new Beta-reader. But after the first 3 chapters I never heard from them again. Like always I started with chapter 1, so they get a feeling for how I write and all. By now, 4 beta-readers looked at those first 3 chapters, but always when we reach chapter4, I think they see how much work it really is…

Well, after that, I had a new idea for this chapter, instead of what I planned before, and it refused to let go. Then, in the middle of it, I suddenly had writers-block, and I couldn't write more then 3 or 4 sentences before I got distracted by anything and nothing.

And then, as if that wasn't enough, my laptop died on me when I was nearly finished!

So I had to start over nearly from the beginning...

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11. A new Monday

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And again a new Monday begins, unwanted and unasked for.

And what could be worse than a Monday?

A Monday when you have to go to school!

Even more so if it's early in the morning, and you would prefer to lie in bed to snuggle, rather then be here.

And this particular morning found three half-asleep Hikaris who had to drag themselves to school.

And a very wide awake Joey was also found this fine morning!

"Hey, guys, whats up? How was you weekend? Are you all right, you were gone really fast on Friday, and I didn't hear from any of you after that. Did you all loose your phone, or were you hiding from something or someone?" curiously he waited for an answer, looking from one sleepy face to the other.

It is unusual that really none of them is reachable, and he was curios what caused it.

Interesting, for such a pale boy, Ryou can really blush an fascinating shade of red, but he really should do something against that cough, it doesn't sound healthy...

Ryou refused to look at him and just stared at the ground in thought.

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Flashback to the Bakura residence (and Ryou's head):

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Life can be hard if your name is Ryou Bakura and you have to life with an former tomb robber and self appointed king of thieves...

Because that is exactly the reason why he found himself again and again in situations like this:

Hanging face down over Bakura's shoulder like a sack of potatoes, with a groping hand on his ass, and everyone on the street was starring at them with wide eyes...

All struggling and kicking was useless, like all the times before when this happened, since the thief refused to let go of his prey, and he made that really clear by holding him tighter.

"Bakura~"

"Ryou~"

"Kura, I mean it! Everyone is starring!" for the first time since they left the school, Bakura stopped and looked at the world around him.

And really, people were watching them; some were amused, some disbelievingly, worried, and some even shook their head disapprovingly at such behavior in broad daylight...

Bakura growled at them as he noticed the glares, and patted Ryou's backside and thigh comfortingly: "Don't worry, they can't hurt you, I will see to that. I'm not letting you down there."

"How comforting..." Ryou said without meaning it. Which would be the reason why Bakura didn't react to his sarcasm and simply patted his ass again...

The tomb robber continued to walk them home, but this time with a dark glare on his face and his unoccupied hand on his Millennium-Ring, just to make sure none of those jealous idiots tried to scare his poor little Light again.

(Sure, and that is why he's protesting the whole time... ^_^ because he is afraid of all the peoples.)

To Ryou's endless appreciation it was not too long until they finally reached their home. But before they could go inside and away from the stares, their old neighbor caught them.

Sure, she has nothing better to do then to hang around the window all day and watch the neighbors.

At last, when she wasn't walking that long-legged rat she called a dog.(1)

"Ryou, boy, are you all right? Do you need help, are you hurt? I can call a doctor for you, if you want?" she called worried over the fence "Or better the police? Do you need them?" but Ryou only shook his head at her.

"No, no, don't worry, everything's fine! I'm not hurt, and he's only joking. He does that from time to time." and he patted Bakura's shoulder as best as he could from the awkward angle.

"He likes to play pranks, but he doesn't really try to kidnap me..."

"If you say so... but be careful, or all your blood will pool in your head. And don't fall down from there, or you will hurt yourself." She wasn't really sure if the pale boy was telling the true, but those young people could be rather strange and wild sometimes...

"See? See? That's exactly what I was talking about! That's why I told you to let me down! People think that you try to kidnap me, or god knows what else!" Ryou ranted at him as soon as the old lady vanished back into her own house. But like so often, Bakura didn't really listen to his ranting and raging...

"As if I really have to kidnap you to get you to come with me! You are a willing victim, right? Right?"

"Hmpf!"

"See! Told you so! Kidnapping is not kidnapping if the target comes on their own!"

"Kura-"

"I just want to show you something, wait a moment."

"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere..."

Bakura laughed loudly while he fiddled around with something the smaller one couldn't see. Because all he could see at the moment was Bakura's back. And his ass.

"Would be rather hard for you to run away when I don't let you down. Okay, it's finished, you can look now."

"All I can see is your ass."

"Not that I'm complaining about that, Hikari, but for now I want you to look at my great work, not my gorgeous ass. No matter how good it looks or how much you like to grope it. But hold that thought, because we can do that soon!"

"Then let me down, damn it!"

But of course the thief didn't let him down immediately. No, he had to touch, stroke and fondle him thoroughly, just to calm him down, of course. Because it is really bad for his blood pressure to get all agitated and upset all the time...

"Life is hard when you have to share it with someone like you..." murmured the white-haired boy resigned, and the shoulder under him shook in laughter.

"And that's not the only thing hard here, Ryou. But we will take care of that soon."

On days like this it is really not easy to be Ryou Bakura.

Especially if you have to explain why your 'insane twin' carries you around like a wet sack of potatoes, and especially if you don't even have any siblings...

Or if you have to explain why your garage is full of stolen goods when you are not a thief...

"Bakura"

"And, do you like it? it's totally cool, isn't it?"

"Bakura, what did I tell you about stealing?"

"But Ryou, I didn't steal anything!"

"Oh, really now? And why is our garage full of ancient artifacts that clearly don't belong to us?"

"I didn't steal anything! I just borrowed them without asking first."

"And with no intention to ever give them back!"

"Sure, why should I? Where's the fun in stealing, sorry, I mean borrowing, it, when I have to give it back in the end!"

"The fun would be that you don't land your lazy ass in prison. Because I'm so not visiting you if you get busted."

"Och, you are so cute when try to be all nasty and mean."

"Kura!"

"Ryou!" Bakura bellowed back in the same tone of voice, but with a wide grin on his face, as he grabbed Ryou around the middle and pressed him against him...

"Because, how goes that saying you have..." thoughtfully he dipped his spiky head to the side: "Oh, yeah: finders keepers!"

"But you didn't find it, you just took the stuff!"

"Finding, stealing, it's all the same! I have it and I keep it!"

"And what would you do if someone just comes along and decides to take something that belongs to you? Without even asking you first, just because he feels like it?"

"That's easy! I would find him and then I would kill him. I don't see your problem."

Ryou couldn't believe the matter-of-fact tone Bakura used as he said that, and just shook his head.

Bakura still smirked proudly:

"What? it's not my fault if nowadays no one is able to keep his possessions save! I'm telling you, back in the old days, when I was still a proud tomb robber in a unkind and harsh desert, everything was totally different! Stealing was a challenge, and a real art, back then!

You should have seen some of the traps and set-ups Yami put up just to keep me out of his tombs.

Not that it did him any good, since I was to clever to be fooled, but he really tried, and that counts for something, too!

Back then you could be proud of yourself when you actually got away with it and you didn't get busted or killed, and even more so when you got something out of it in the end, too!

But nowadays? What happens to you today when you get caught?

Some idiot tries to bore you to death with a lecture about why it's wrong to steal, who you damage with it, and how mean and unfair and bad it is and bla bla bla...

And if it's really bad, you get a pat on your fingers.

There is nothing with chopping off hands or something."

The thief was that busy with his little speech about the glory of the past, he didn't even notice that Ryou wasn't listening to him, but was talking into his cell phone!

"Ryou!"

'How is it possible that he prefers talking with that, that thing over talking to me? I'm explaining some important facts of live here. He wants to be as big and strong as me one day, after all, I'm just helping here!'

"Give me that thing, Ryou! You should listen to me, not babble with unimportant morons on the phone! I'm your Yami, so I'm more important than anyone else!"

But Ryou simply ignored him and waved in his direction to shut him up!

"Hmpf." pouting the thief turned around and examine the great work he did on their garage.

'So many possibilities... I have to say, I really like what I did to this boring place, looks rather good...

Yes, I'm sure we will have lots of fun here. At last, when I finally pry him away from that blasted phone!' with a sly smirk he licked appreciatively over his lips, while his eyes wandered over Ryou's body...

But Ryou never noticed anything of the direction Bakura's thoughts were currently running. And maybe it's better that way, at last for the moment.

"Hello, Ishizu. Ah, noting is burning this time, thankfully. I just have a short question: Do you miss some things from your museum?"

"..."

"Well, you see, there is that tomb robber I know, and it seems he has stopped by by your place today around noon. To get some stuff to redecorate our garage... It seems he didn't like how it looked before..."

"…"

"No, thankfully here is no blood, at last until now. But there is a lot of stuff in the garage that wasn't there in the morning. Surprisingly much if you consider that he was all alone, didn't have much time to do it andthat he had to be careful that no one sees him at it, in the middle of day with all the visitors around. I think he felt a little homesick, and that's why he decorated the garage like an old, Egyptian throne room. Or maybe he just wanted to play pharaoh for a while!"

Bakura huffed sulkily: "At last I have some use for all that nice, shiny stuff; I wouldn't let it rot and gather dust in some dark, forgotten basement! I at last would take proper care of all the treasures! And anyway, I would be a way better pharaoh than that brain-death Yami!"

But either Ryou didn't hear him muttering about certain incompetent rulers, or he just choose to ignore him. And as a Hikari he already has more then enough practice at ignoring annoying Yami's.

"..."

"I swear, he was not for long out of my sight, really! Just for a while at noon, when we all were at school! And we already talked about it, again and again, I thought he finally got it! At last he nodded at everything I said..."

"…"

"No, they only listen when they want to, not when they should. Isn't it always like that?"

"…"

"So, what do we do now? Do you want to come and get your stuff back now, or should Bakura be a nice little thief and bring it back himself..."

"Put the phone down and I show you nice and little."

"..."

"You can stop by tomorrow then, if you want... but better bring a big car, it's really a lot of stuff here. And Bakura can help you load it all in the car and of course he will come with you and carry all of it back inside where you want it. Just make him work hard, maybe next time he will think twice about it when he goes to visit you and sees all the shiny stuff. He has to learn that looking and touching are not the same thing."

"..."

"Don't worry, everything is save with us here, and I promise you will get everything completely back, I swear. Not even a single coin will be missing, I will make sure of that!"

With those words the smaller one gave his lover a dark look which was, as always, pointedly ignored. Not a single trace of remorse...

And Bakura and remorse somehow don't go together anyway...

Like snow and the Caribbean...

"..."

"… likes everything expensive or golden, I know. I promise he will not try to secretly hide or sale, bury or wall in anything. Or anything else he can think of to make sure no one takes any of 'his treasures' away from him."

"…"

"*Bumm*"

"Bumm?" Ryou asked superfluously.

'What did Marik get his hands on now? I'm glad that, for all his stealing, Bakura doesn't tend to blow up or burn down things every five minutes...'

"Oh god, my kitchen! Marik is there-" the white-haired teen heard Ishizu gasp on the other side of the line, while she already run towards the catastrophe to safe the house while she still could.

Ryou gave the death telephone a short look and then just shrugged his shoulders and wished her luck.

'She will need it.'

Whatever.

"So I can keep everything? Because it sounds suspiciously like a 'Yes' to me."

"Of course not!"

"But-"

"No, no and No! In case you don't understand, that means No, never, absolutely not, not even in your wildest dreams, sooner hell will freeze over, the sky will fall at our heads, and Marik will act like a decent human being instead of a psycho!

Ishizu has to worry and take care of her own house-lunatic, she will collect her stuff tomorrow. And until then everything will stay where it is, do you hear me? Everything!"

"And if not?"

"Then you will spent for every little piece that's gone 100 years on the damned couch!"

"But I can at last play a little with it, right?"

"Bakura, that are centuries old artifacts and historical artworks, and not your blasted toys!"

Why can't that idiot not understand that those things are priceless artifacts?

What when something gets damaged?

Gets some scratches?

Or breaks?

But of course the king of thieves doesn't know about such worries...

He prefers to to swagger over to the throne in the middle of the garage, like he is the king of the world, and sat down slowly. To the left and right side of him were big heaps and piles of jewels, gems and golden statues, along with other things.

Old carpets and pictures hung or lean on and along the walls, and coins covered the whole floor like a golden, but also a hard and rather uncomfortable, rug.

With a wicked gleam in his eyes Bakura picked a heavy, golden necklace/collar with dark sapphires from the pile besides him and studied it.

Then, with the same intense look, he let his eyes wander up and down over Ryou's body...

'Hmmm... Only this lovely thing, and a piece of cloth around the hips...' he licked over his lips at the idea of the broad jewelery on his little Light.

He made sure to show Ryou that picture with their mind-link, so he wouldn't be the only one to enjoy it.

"Oh, and what about a leash, while we're at it?"

/Do you offer? Because I like the idea, a lot! Or maybe only the collar, without any cloths, and only with that leash? I would like that even better, I think./

"And now come on, and give your ruler what he wants, little one. Now I'm the pharaoh here, so be a good boy and come here. I will even give you a fine reward!"

with a smirk he beckoned with the collar and pat his lap to show where the smaller one should sit.

"But you can leave all your things there, I have everything you need to wear here. Just bring your cute ass to me!"

But Ryou was stubborn and remained where he was, and just glared at the tomb robber, who had one leg causally thrown over the armrest. He somehow had lost his shirt between Ryou's phone call and now.

Now all he had on was his jeans and his shoes, and his usual dirty grin...

"Come on already, or do you want me to punish you?" not that he would mind to throw him over his knee and redden that white ass a little. But only a little, he didn't want to hurt his Light, after all...

"I'm sorry, but I'm already dating the king of thieves, so I can't give myself to you, even if I wanted to! Which I don't want to do. I'm already taken, my heart and body belong to your rival. So you have to find someone else to amuse yourself with."

Bakura pouted for a moment because Ryou refused to play along, but then he grinned again.

"But I can give you all the treasures of the world!" Bakura lazily pointed to all the gold around him. He was sure Ryou would play along, and that he just played hard to get to make it more interesting.

But to his disappointment and Ryou's amusement the smaller Light just shock his head and even made a step back:

"Sorry, but you don't have anything I want, and there is nothing you could offer me anyway, Pharaoh.

My tomb robber can and will take anything you own from you! So if I want gold, I go to the King of Thieves!" and he blew him a raspberry as he turned around to go to the house.

But before he could do more than 2 steps, a hand grabbed his waist and dragged him into a familiar lap.

"Not so fast, little one. I didn't give you my permission to leave, did I? No, I didn't. Besides, you should never turn your back at the pharaoh, it's disrespectful, and I will have to punish you for that..." he licked lightly over Ryou's ear. "You can't go so soon..."

He licked again.

"We are just getting started..." he pulled Ryou's sweater up and over his head to throw it somewhere to the side, where it got caught by the arm of a statue.

"And I have many plans with you today..." the thief scrapped from Ryou's chest down to the waistband of his jeans.

"Don't worry, I make sure you enjoy it, too. We will have a lot of fun..."

The button and the zipper opened, and Bakura's hand slid inside...

"Be a good boy and let me..."

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Flashback end:

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"Ryou? Are you still there? Hey..." Joey was still waiting for an answer, while Ryou just blushed even brighter, and refused to answer, or make any sound to indicate that he heard him.

Bakura smirked proudly, as he also knew what Ryou was thinking of at the moment.

But he also didn't react to Joey's question in any way, or gave him an answer, so the blond turned a questioning glance to Marik and Malik.

Wow. it's not often that Malik blushes, normally that happens only to Ryou or Yugi...

But maybe you don't see it so easy thanks to his dark skin...

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Flashback to the Ishtar residence:

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On some days it is really hard to be Ishizu Ishtar.

If you don't have to deal with the insane darker half of your little brother, then you have to deal the thieving Yami from the neighborhood...

Just like now: Only a few minutes at home after a long day in the museum, and already her phone was ringing before she even had a chance to properly sit down and put her legs up.

'An, Ryou... I hope nothing too bad happened... Then again, with Bakura around... Poor Ryou, he's always so nice and polite, and then he's punished with such that thief... Marik and Bakura really could learn a thing or two from Yami. He never makes trouble, is friendly and nice most of the time, polite if he feels like it, and never gives Yugi too much trouble...'

Ready for everything she picked up her phone.

"Ishizu Ishtar, where is the fire?"

"..."

"What should I miss? Why, what happened?" Stuff, what stuff?

"..."

"Redecorate? Why should he redecorate, and why should I care? Yugi lives nearer to you then me, if you need help to patch Bakura up. What did he do now, and how much blood is there?" I foresee bad things.

"..."

"Ryou... That not good, That's really not good... He can't do that, and especially not in my museum! The things here are priceless!" For a moment she heard murmuring in the background, but it was most likely only Bakura ranting about Yami, like always when someone talks about Pharaoh Atemu...

"..."

"Yes, but that doesn't mean anything, just because he nods doesn't mean that he is listening to anything you say. I don't think it is much use to lecture a Yami..."

"..."

"And even if they listen, for once, it doesn't mean they follow the rules. I know, I have one of that kind in my home, as well. At first they say 'Yes, Sure, I will, don't worry.' And then they turn around and do the exact opposite."

"..."

"Well, to be honest, I planned to relax a bit and think about nothing for the rest of the evening... I had enough stress today, even without your Yami adding to it as well. And my little brother is at home as well, I hear him giggling somewhere. I don't what to leave my house to him and Marik, I fear they burn it down as soon as I step out..." And Bakura and nice got along like Marik and normal.

"..."

"Okay, he can bring it back inside, he stole it, after all. Alone! I hope he is then just as fast as he was today when he visited me! But please keep an eye on him until then, to make sure nothing goes accidentally missing..."

"..."

"Thanks. You know, it's not that I don't trust you, Ryou, really, I know you are a good and honest boy. But your Bakura..."

"..."

"Good, that's reassuring. Otherwise we could search for a while until we find everything again. He is like a dog with a bone when he wants to hide his treas-"

Just as Ishizu sat down at the sofa, when suddenly-

*Bumm*

"Oh my god, my kitchen! Marik was there- Ryou, I have to go!"

Without waiting for an answer she hung up, knowing that Ryou wouldn't feel insulted by it. He has a Yami of his own at home, and thus knows how unpredictable and difficult they could be.

You have to react quickly in such a case.

Look away for just a short moment, and the next thing explodes!

And then you have to be fast to quench the fire before the whole town burns down...

The young woman could think of thousands of things that could have gone *bumm* in her kitchen.

"I swear, Marik, if you destroyed my kitchen yet again, I'm going to destroy you!"

"You can't destroy me, or Malik would be sad and cry!" The loud voice came from behind the door, and before she could storm her kitchen Marik came out.

"And you don't want to make your little brother cry, right?"

Ishizu glared angrily at the grinning Blond:

"Don't worry about him. I will just tell him that I'm sorry, that it was a bad accident, and that it will not happen again. And then I will promise him that I will get him a brandnew Yami.

Better and bigger and hopefully even saner than the old one!

I'm sure he will forgive his big sister for a little mishap in that case..."

Ishizu smiled to herself as she saw as Marik opened and closed his mouth indignantly like a fish on dry land.

"You.. You can't do that! That's mean! And underhanded! And you can't replace me!" But his voice sounded a little bit like he had to convince himself of that.

"Exact! I'm one of a kind Unique! You can't find someone like me anywhere else in the whole wide word!"

"And I thank the gods every day for that." she murmured as he pushed him away to enter her kitchen and examine the damage.

Her kitchen, which she left squeaky clean in the morning.

Her kitchen, which she cleaned from top to bottom just yesterday.

Her kitchen, which she fixed up just a few months ago!

For a moment Ishizu just stopped and stared.

Behind her, Marik was still grumbling that she couldn't replace him, and that Malik would notice the difference...

Well.

The good news is, there is no fire.

And apparently, none of the kitchen devises was running.

That may not be much, but with Marik you have to be thankful for even such small blessings.

Because that is about where the good news ended.

The whole kitchen looked like a battlefield.

That's nothing new, it always looks like that when Marik tries something new.

Or even if the sets a foot in it.

Or when he looks at it...

But everywhere was that weird, white stuff!

On the walls, on the cupboards, on the floor, the ceiling, the lamp...

There was so much of it, and it was everywhere.

"Please tell me that is not what I think it is."

"That depends on what you think it is!"

"If you consider that you were alone in here with my brother, who's bound to a chair in just his underwear? Guess what I think it is."

Marik even had the grace to blush a little.

If only just.

"Hey, what's going on in your head!" came an indignant shout from the kitchen table, where Malik was sitting, only in his boxer-shorts, bound to a chair with ropes, belts and every other kind of string Marik could find, and over and over covered in the mysterious white stuff.

"Oh yes? Did you look in a mirror? In the last minutes, I mean?"

"Ishizu! Pfui, wähhh! You are my sister! I don't even want to think about it!"

"Well, my dear, before you go on blaming me that I would get it on with him while you are in the next room, I have to disappoint you." Marik told her over-friendly.

"And since when does it bother you if someone is next door? It wouldn't even bother you if I stood right beside you!" she scold at him back.

"Ishizu!" Marik and Ishizu both ignored Malik's scandalized cry.

"Ishizu, I had no idea! You want to watch us? You know that that's your little brother we are talking about..."

Now it was Ishizu's turn to blush.

"No way! Who in their right mind would want that? You are insane, psycho!" the young woman defended herself, while Malik glared angrily at his lover.

That's really nothing he wished to discuss with his own sister!

Especially not when he was sitting there without his clothes!

"Ah ah ah! Don't deny it, Miss! That's the reason for all the comments, you want to watch something hot! Well, I don't mind an audience, what do you think, Hikari? Should we do her that favor?"

"I think I will strangle you both as soon as I get free from those ropes, first the psycho, then the other!"

Marik just smiled at his lighter Half and petted his head.

"Sure you will, Hikari-Pretty. Then it's a good thing that you will not get free anytime soon, right?" he didn't even seems to notice that this Hikari-Pretty tried to bite him.

"Unless I help him!" Ishizu told him with a smirk and a mean gleam in her dark eyes.

It would be even funnier if her brother took care of Marik's punishment! And when he was finally finished with his psycho, he was hopefully calm enough to forgive her.

"How can you even talk like that about me! I'm not some damn attack dog that you can let loose when you feel like it! Just wait until I get rid of the rope! I don't feel like sitting around in my underwear for your own entertainment anymore!"

Then again, maybe it would be better if Malik stayed there for a while...

Better chance topic, maybe he will forget about it...

"Well, whatever, I ask again: What the hell is that stuff!"

"I make a cake!"

"Ah..." That explains everything...

'No, actually it explains nothing...'

"Why do you make a cake, and why did it explode? And why is it all over m kitchen?"

"I don't know why, but it wasn't supposed to make bumm, it never makes bumm when you bake!

The cookbook doesn't say anything about a bumm either!

Maybe the cake doesn't like me? Why does it hate me, Ishizu, what did I do to it?"

Ishizu just shook her head as Marik clung to her coattail. 'Maybe I should just drive over to Ryou and help him with his Garage, that can't be more exhausting that this.'

"But I didn't do anything to the cake, so why does it hate me, it doesn't even know me! And I want to put Malik in the middle of it, so it should be proud that my cute little Hikari should be put in it, so the cake shouldn't make Bumm before we even get to that! Now it will miss the whole fun!"

"Marik!"

"I'm sure that tastes good, Cake with Malik, and coffee, and lots of whipped cream, and sugar, and more Malik..."

The insane Yami ignored all attempts to interrupt and stop his rant, and Ishizu shoot her brother a pained look:

"Please tell me he didn't drink coffee."

"Sorry, sister, but you told me not to lie to you."

"I wanted to lick all the cake from him, after I'm finished with it, that's the reason I wanted to put Malik in it in the first place! But now it made Bumm and most on it is everywhere else, and nearly nothing is on Malik, and I doesn't even tastes like cake!

And don't you need that stove-thingly to make a cake, and I didn't even touch it!"

"And that's just fine!"

"I just put different things together, like some of that white powder by the washing machine, because you always use white powder! I know it, because I saw it, so you don't need to deny it!"

"Yes. Flour! I use flour, not washing powder!"

"And I like the green stuff under the sink, it smells so good like apples-"

"Yes, why not using some dish-washing soup. What else? Drain cleaner?"

Malik quickly shock his head, in hope that either his lover or his sister would just shut up and free him, so he could hit the other over the head.

"Ishizu! No, don't say anything, you are just giving him more stupid ideas with such comments, don't you see that! And he really doesn't need any encouragement!"

"And I don't want to poison Malik! I just used some sugar and cinnamon and coffee and chocolate and ice cream, but it just refused to get solid like when you make cake! So I put a bit from this and that in, and from that as well, to help it!"

"Saw dust, soil and nuts..."

"Then I mixed everything, and I wanted to taste it, but you told me not to eat unbaked dough so I didn't. Somehow it looked weird, not really like yours, but at last it had the right color, so I just added lot and lot of baking soda and baking powder. To make it really big, because Malik has to fit in at the end!

And then it just made bumm for no reason-"

"Sounds like you abused the poor recipe!"

"- and now the dough is all over the place and I have to start all over again! But I don't want to wait that long, I want my Malik now, I was good all day-"

"I highly doubt that!"

"- and Malik himself promised that I can make coffee if I'm good, and cake, so I can put him into the cake and lick him clean and-"

"So that was all your idea?" She glared reproachfully at her tied up brother.

"But I didn't plan it like this! And how else should I get him down from there, if not by baiting him? You know him, he does what he wants!"

"I should just lock you up in a room and throw away the key! Then you can deal with him on your own, and I don't get a headache!"

"Yeah! Count me in! I don't mind, I just take my coffee with me, and the whipped cream, and the ice cream. I can make the cake later, and if it still refuses to do what I want, I will just use my Millennuim-Rod, and force-"

The young woman just rolled her eyes and left.

"Do what you want, but clean up afterward!"

"Ishizu! Come back! You can't do that, at last release me before you go! Ishizu!"

"Och, don't worry, Hikari-Pretty, you Yami will take care of you... Good thing that you already left your clothes at the door!"

"And I expect my kitchen to be spotless clean when you leave! And disinfected and sterile, too! Clean it everywhere, and then do it again, just to be sure!" she warned them through the closed door.

"And if not?"

"The I will lock you up and let you only out to go to school!"

"Doesn't sounds all that bad, does it? Just you and me..." Malik just looked at his insaner Half crossly.

"You do know that she most likely means separately? Me in my room, and you in the basement? With all the spiders, in the darkness? With no light to keep them away?"

"Äh... We take care of everything later. Much later. Good thing you didn't run away, Malik. Since the kitchen table looks so nice and invitingly."

After that, all sound that came out of the door where sounds you don't want to hear from your kitchen. At last if you yourself are not the reason for the sounds.

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Now Marik grinned over his whole face, just as leering and lewd as Bakura...

And Malik turned just as red as Ryou still was.

"Ähhh... Okay... This one isn't responsive either..." Joey said slowly. What the hell is wrong with them?

'What did they do that they turn so red just from a question and space out like that?'

But then he thought again, who he was talking about, and what they most likely did...

And he himself had to fight a blush of his own down...

Really not something he wanted to think about while sober.

"Before you ask, we also had a nice weekend!" Yami volunteered with a grin before Yugi interrupted him.

"And that is all they want to know!"

"But Yugi, I think our friends really want to know what you did! And you liked it, don't deny it! And it doesn't happen every day that you-"

He didn't get any further with his comment as a small hand covered his mouth.

Amethyst eyes sparkled with a silent warning, and red lips smiled threatening as he stood nose to nose with his pharaoh:

"You don't want to speak on, my dear, believe me. Or it will be the last thing you do, because it doesn't concerns them! So speak on and I will find a way kill you permanently!"

Yami tilt his head to the side and grinned under Yugi's hand. Not really the reaction Yugi was hoping for, but what can you do...

Yami shook his head in mock skepticism: "Yugi, Yugi, Yugi... Where is you mind, little one... Or are you that embarrassed to get caught telling a little white lie..."

Now Yugi, too, blushed a bright red as everyone starred curiously at him, waiting for the story.

Where was he really with his mind, because, it really didn't sound like Yugi was talking about a little lie!

Must have been an interesting weekend for the two, to warrant such a bright color...

Yami shook his head and threw his arm over Yugi's shoulder to calm him down a bit. Or most likely, to keep him from escaping. Who knows.

"I don't know what's wrong, Aibou. What's so bad about it when I tell them how Anzu showed up at our doorstep. Or how you got rid of her."

He turned around to Joey without loosing his grip on his boyfriend, to happily tell him the story:

"You know, we got a little 'dirty' earlier on Sunday, you don't need to know how, and then we were about to grab a shower when the bell rang.

We didn't expect anyone to come over, so I was about to let them just stay out there until they leave. We had better things to do, after all!

But Yugi just put some pants on and opened the door anyway.

'Maybe it is something important, we can't just let people stand before a closed door! I promise I wouldn't take long!'

Personally I think if they show up at our doorstep unannounced and uninvited, then they shouldn't be surprised when no one is at home!" Yami explained stubbornly with a shrug.

What can you do, Yugi is always sweet and nice like that...

"Not that it did any good! The door opens, and who is there?

The leech, who else at such a time on a weekend!

It seems that she planed to move in with us and needed help to pack her stuff.

Her house is haunted, and she is afraid to be alone there, at last that is what she screeched.

Weird noises in the side rooms, squeaking stairs, skittering of little feet, the whole program."

Yami made a face.

"If you ask me, she just hears the fleas in her head.

Anyway, I hid behind the door to watch how Yugi got rid of her, and because I didn't feel like getting dressed again, but didn't want him alone with some stranger. Who know what creeps lurk around there...

And you wouldn't believe what he did: Yugi looked at her like he couldn't understand why she would be here, and then he just said:

Yami grinned brightly as he changed his voice to sound more like his Light, who just stood beside him with his arms crossed over his chest and a pout on his face.

"But I don't understand, Anzu. What are you doing here? Yami isn't there, he moved out some time ago. He said he is old enough to take care of himself without looking after Grandpa and me. Since he already took care of a whole kingdom in the past...

And as far as "I know, he planned to go to the beach today, to meet the future mother of his children, and he hopes that she will move in with him soon."

Yami enjoyed the rapt attention the others paid to his story

"And Yugi just looked at her like he didn't just lie through his teeth! And she really believed every word he said!

She turned around and stomped away with a red face, screaming bloody murder:

Why didn't he tell me to wait there, how should I know where and when to meet him when no one tells me!

I bet that little shrimp just 'forgot' to tell me about it, or he just didn't want to, to keep us apart and destroy our future to keep my Yami all to himself, now that he moved out of there!

And then Yugi called after her that I never told him a name! She was gone in a blink!"

Again Yami chanced his voice, this time to an unpleasant high pinch, not exactly like Anzu on a rant, but close enough:

'I just hope for him that he is not there with someone else, that he just forgot to invite me, or something bad will happen to her once I find out who she is and where she lives!

He will not be taken away from some B*** after all the work I put into this!

New clothes, new haircut, nails, shoes, purse, everything for him!

But not we me, my friends!

Just wait, until I get my hands on you, nobody will cross me!

Wait for me, my prince, I'm on my way, I'm coming to safe you from that hag and keep you safe...'

And with that she was, thankfully, gone, and we had our peace from her for the rest of the weekend."

"Yeah, well, that's all well and good, and I'm sure she deserved it." Marik drawled and leant down to Yugi to stare right in his eyes, "But I rather would know what Yugi herethought you would tell us, Yami."

With a dirty smirk he looked over at Yami before looking back at the amethyst-eyed Hikari.

"Something you want to share with us, little Yugi?" he stroked over his cheek, and grinned even more as he heard Yami beside them growl. "I'm sure there is another reason for that blush..."

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"Come on, Aibou!"

"But Yami, we can't just leave like that, how can we finish this on time if we never do anything? That will be nothing but an terrible embarrassment for all of us!"

"No, that will not happen, I promise! Trust me, you know I would never let something happen to you. And if really everything goes wrong, I will just sent the audience to the shadow realm, and no one will ever know!"

"And you really believe no one will ever notice when that many people just vanish into thin air? Especially if everyone knows where they went, and where they were seen last."

"And if I say it was Marik? I think no one would be surprised to hear he did something like that.

Oh come on, don't worry so much, everything will work out fine, trust me! Enjoy your weekend." Yami tried to calm his Light down as he dragged him home.

Where grandpa Mutou waited with his suitcase packed and ready.

"Okay, boys, I'm on my way now. After your different duels and competitions on TV, there is a lot of new merchandising and other stuff around. There is a exhibition, and I want to see if they have anything good for us that we can use to extend our assortment. I will be back Sunday evening or Monday morning, it depends on the opportunities there."

The old man winked conspiratorial at them, to show that he was not only talking about finding new goods for the gameshop...

Before one of the teens could answer, the old man and his suitcase were out of the door..

He put it in the car and called back a last warning:

"And I don't want you to throw a wild party while I'm gone!"

"Sure, grandpa!"

"Good, I want you to wait with that until I'm back. You can't invite all those nice and pretty young girls, and I'm not there to watch over them- I mean over you, all of you!"

"Grandpa~"

"Okay, okay, I'm leaving." he smiled at them. "But I mean it, no party without me."

And with that they had the place to themselves.

Which Yami intended to take full advance of.

"And what will we do now, Aibou? We have the whole house to ourselves, no one to interrupt or bother us, and we can do what we want, when we want, and where we want to..."

"Then I want to see how you cleaned up your puzzle with all those impossible stairs and rooms."

Yami's jar nearly hit the floor at that!

"Yugi? You know what I mean when I 'say we have the whole place to ourselves',right? I had something other than cleaning in mind." he really hoped that Yugi just misunderstood his hint.

"But Yami, you left me all alone at noon, just for that, all alone with Anzu and Marik..." Okay, maybe that's not exactly right, but who cares: Who says that a Hikari can't be a little mean and let his Yami dangle a bit?

"And I don't want your hard work to go to waste without appreciating it properly."

With a embarrassed smile Yami scratched his head and looked at the wall, at the floor, everywhere but his little Light.

"You know, it wasn't that much work, really." he had enough help from the monsters from the shadow realm, and the zombies who live in some of the rooms...

You have just to call them and put a broom in their hands and tell them what happens if they don't get on with it right now.

'I'm still their ruler, after all, and at last the zombies are afraid that I kick them out if they don't obey. And where would they go then? Back to Marik? He would eat them for breakfast! Or he puts them in weird costumes and dresses and force them to dance ballet if he's bored...'

Suddenly Yami and Yugi stood inside of the puzzle, and Yami showed him around to get it over with as fast as possible.

He had better things planed than a stroll through the dark halls, not that Yugi cared at the moment.

The teen looked behind every door, every room, and even under the stars!

And Yami was right, there was no dust anywhere.

Yugi nodded appreciating and smiled brightly at his darker half.

"You shouldn't be so modest, you really cleaned up here, and thoroughly. And here I thought it was just an excuse to get away from Anzu! But I see you were busy as a bee. You deserve a reward for that."

"What kind of reward?" Yami asked interested. Reward always sounds good.

Without giving an answer Yugi stood on his tiptoes and put his hands lightly on Yami's shoulders. Yami's hands wandered on their own around Yugi's waist to pull him flush against him, and violet eyes closed slowly as their faces nearly touched.

But then saw Yugi a dark shadow pass by from the corner of his eyes, and he quickly turned around, while Yami wondered were his kiss is...

"Say, is it possible that I just saw the Dark Magician flying around with a broom over his shoulder and in a frilly apron?"

"Äh, well, you know, I, that's..." but then Yami decided to switch his tactic, since stuttering is not dignified for a former pharaoh, and he couldn't think of a good excuse at the moment anyway.

"Do you know how much work it is to be in charge and responsible for so many persons? Zombies, monsters, everyone is everywhere, and you have to tell all of them precisely what to do, and you have to watch every step to make sure they don't leave in the middle of their task or just eat each other!

It's not easy, I tell you, you have to be everywhere at the same time." Yami gave a seemingly tired sigh and leant against Yugi's shoulder. "It's really tiring and exhausting to have so much reponsibility, even more than doing it yourself, Aibou."

"Oh.." Yugi murmured quietly and starred down at his shoes.

"In that case, maybe I should go and let you rest. Take a nap, recover a bit, and we can talk about your reward later..."

Yami's eyes got big at that. That's not what he planned, on the contrary!

Yugi should praise me for my good work, and admire me for the responsibility I have, and how good I do it...

And then he should fall in my arms and kiss me...

As he nearly did if that stupid magician wouldn't have passed them just then!

"No, you know, that's really not necessary, you don't have to leave, I'm not that tired, and-"

But the shorter one shock his head determined. "No, it's all right. You worked really hard, and you deserve a break."

"But I don't need a break. I don't want a break! I didn't work so much that I have to go to bed yet!"

"But you yourself said how hard it is to oversee so many people at the same time, if you want them to do their work right. I'm sure you are tired from running after them, and I don't want to add to that!"

"You don't!"Yami cried desperately, and the former pharaoh looked just short of stomping his foot angrily like a little kid. His tone already sounded petulant.

"I know, Yami, I know. Now come on, I will bring you to bed." Yami eyes lighten up at that promise, and he grabbed Yugi's hand to drag him through the halls so fast the smaller one could only stumble after him.

Finally something goes according to plan

Not long, and they stood in a big, bright room with huge windows and a king sized bed in the middle, surrounded by translucent curtains, fit for a pharaoh.

Like all the other rooms in the puzzle it looked clean and dust-free.

Yugi shoved his lover over to the bed, who obeyed with a leer on his face.

But before he had a chance to drag Yugi down with him into the soft sheets, the smaller one was already up and over to the big, elegant and fanciful closet at the wall.

"Do you have a light cover in here, or is that heavy one all you have here? Isn't that a bit warm for a little nap in the middle of the day?" and with that he opened the door before his darker half could stop him.

Yami's cry of protest was drowned by Yugi's dismayed shout, as suddenly a mountain of cloths, shoes, books and lots of other stuff fell on his head and buried the amethyst-eyed teen.

It seems that Yami just shoved all the stuff he had lying around in the room into the closet and hoped that the doors would hold everything in

And as soon as Yugi opened the door only a little bit, he unleashed an avalanche that fell on his head and buried him mercilessly.

Startled Yami jumped up from the bed and run over to rescue his smaller lover. He scattered everything all over the previous clean room as he just threw things over his shoulder in his hurry.

Finally he found Yugi as he picked an open, turned-over jewelery box up and violet eyes blinked up at him in shock.

"Yugi?" he asked worried while digging him out and helping him stand. Carefully he picked several necklaces and pendants out of Yugi's dark spikes before they could get even more tangled.

Suddenly Yugi's attention was caught by something interesting: A beautiful carved wooden box with golden fittings and inlaid with gems.

"Interesting." Yugi thought as he picked it up and something clattered and clanged in it.

"Yami, what is this?" he asked curiously

"My toybox."

"Oh, can I take a look? I want to see with what a little pharaoh plays."

But he didn't even wait for an answer to open the top and look in it.

Yami tried to stop him with a quick grab, but all he managed to do was dragging him down on the ground again. The smaller one let go of the box with a startled squeak, and the whole content scattered all over the ground.

Both blinked from their tangled position.

Yugi in astonishment, and Yami horrified.

"Äh..." and then something unusual happened.

Yami blushed bright red.

"That doesn't look like toys." Yugi murmured as he looked over the contents of the box.

There where handcuffs, which is not that odd for Yami, as well as chains and blindfolds from different materials.

But there were also weird pearl-chains, with few, big pearls, rigid or on loose chains.

Different sized, multicolored plastic and glass-plugs.

And colorful cylindrical objects in different shapes, colors, sizes and diameters...

One of those cylinders suddenly started to move and hum as Yugi touched it.

"At last not toys for children." Yami leered down at the smaller teen. "But luckily you are no child, so I can show you how to play with them, if you want to."

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"No way I'm telling you anything!" Yugi gasp indignantly, and Marik straitened up with a smirk. Even if he refused to say anything, you could clearly read in Yugi's face that he surely wasn't thinking about Anzu just now.

No one of the group noticed that someone was watching them closely.

Anzu spied at them from around a corner, so she could see them, but sadly was too far away to hear anything they said.

But at last the view was good!

"Hey, Kaiba, what are you still doing here anyway?" Marik asked, since the Hikaris refused to say anything, and Joey didn't ask anymore questions for them to blush at.

Pity, since the poor puppy-boy surely can't have much fun with his uptight moneybag...

"Nothing, I'm just standing here being glad that I have more brains and good upbringing then you all together..."

"My sincerest condolences to such an unfeeling, unromantic brick, Joey." Yami patted him sympathetic on the shoulder, and Joey nodded for a moment, before he noticed what the other had said to him!

"Hey, are you crazy? I don't want anything with that idiot, so why should I care? And how do you even get such a stupid idea!"

"Sure, just tell yourself that again and again, maybe one day you will believe it."

"Hey!"

Joey protested loudly at such accusations, while Kaiba stood silent and just shock his head.

He knew from experience that every protest would be pointless, it would only make the Yami's stick their noses where they don't belong even more.

In such a case it is best to just say nothing and ignore them until they grow bored with it and leave you alone.

Not that it concerns anyone anyway!

"Kaiba, that is all your fault!"

"What, I didn't say anything!"

"Oh, leave them alone, they are just jealous because they never have as much fun as we have." Yami said, turning around as if bored and uninterested.

"Hey, I have fun!" everyone turned back to Joey at that, who shock his head as he noticed what they were thinking:

"No, I didn't mean it like that! Not that kind of fun, and you know it! You know what I mean!"

Too late.

The pack tasted blood...

Anzu walked, surprisingly slow for her, over to Yami and the rest of the group, as she noticed that all the attention was on Joey at the moment. In her mind this was the perfect time to interrupt them, it is time for her plan to begin.

Since the midget sent her to the beach for nothing, she returned to her room to come up with another plan after hours of searching and waiting.

And now it is finally time to put it in action.

Anzu stomped over and stopped right before Yami, nearly in his face, after a short nod to Bakura to show that she want ignoring her second victim. Target. No, lover! That's the word she was searching for.

Right.

The former pharaoh took an instinctive step back, away from her, just to be safe.

After all, her just standing there without touching him or screeching could all be a tactic, and she would jump and hug him suddenly when he let his guard down... Or worse!

"Yami, I have bad news for you." she explained seriously, before Marik had to interrupt her, much to her annoyance: "And What's so bad? You move to America, and we will never see you again? But that's not the end of the word, girl! I promise we will get over it somehow and move on with our life. And we will celebrate it for only a few days!"

An angry glare in his direction, and the psycho was ignored.

At last as far as someone could ignore a... personality like Marik.

"Someone is after your Millenniums-Puzzle." And this time her plan was perfect: Yes, it took her nearly the whole weekend to think it up, but the end result was perfect.

'If everything goes according to plan Yami will soon be mine. And Bakura always wants everything Yami has, so I get both of them in one go. And I don't even have to do much, I can sit back and wait until they come to me.'

"Really, I know it from a reliable source, you have to believe me."

"Really? And what do you want me to do now?"

"That's easy: Give me the Puzzle. I will take great care of it."

'And to properly look after your golden treasure, you will have to spend more time with me and less with the midget. Then I have all the time I need to seduce you and we will finally have the Happy ever after we deserve!'

But of course she didn't say that out loud, but only looked at the shocked faces around her.

But sadly, Yami was the only one who didn't look like he would believe her and hand over his Puzzle.

Seems like she had to work on that a little more.

"Really, Yami, think about it: Where would they look first? With Yugi of course. And if they then try to get it by force, well, little Yugi could get hurt, don't you think?"

And to their shock, Yami really seems to fall for it!

Hesitantly he looked from Anzu to Yugi and back.

No one said anything, and there seems to be a weird silence around them, even with the noise of the other students in the hall.

Finally Yami nodded and handed over the golden Pyramid.

With glittering eyes she looked down at the object in her hands, before she snapped back to reality and pressed it to her.

Finally, that was easier then she had feared, Yami really believes her story! The poor boy really must be desperate to get away from Yugi!

"I will take good care of this, I promise. You can visit me after school to make sure of that yourself? We could eat something, and talk a little..."

"Hmpf." was the only answer she got, but it seems to be enough, because she talked on as if he had agreed.

"No, better, I insist that you come over, I have to prove that I can keep your treasure safe, after all. And that I do it better than anyone else!" she whispered with a mean side-glance to Yugi, who just rolled his eyes.

"Hmpf." It seems that that nondescript sound was the only thing they could get out of Yami.

"Sure, you are right, no one should know that I have it. They better not see us together. You are so smart Yami... I better go now."

And with that Anzu turned around and skipped 'totally unsuspiciously' away, before she started to grin over her whole face.

Who would have thought that it would be so easy.. Yugi sure was burning from jealously at the moment...

"Yami?"

"You didn't just do that?"

"Right?"

"What the hell are you thinking!" everyone was talking at once as soon as the girl was far away from them.

"You do know that it was only a trick, right?" Kaiba said calmly, like he didn't care one way or the other.

"There is no one after the Millenniums-Puzzle, she only wants to spent time with you."

Yami rolled his eyes in annoyance:

"How stupid do you think I am? Of course I know that it was a trick, and a rather lame one at that! Obviously I didn't give her the real Puzzle!"

"But it looked like it!"

"And that's all that it does! In reality it is only one of those new toys that came up after all our tournaments and duels on TV. And since today we also have them in the game shop." Yami explained proudly and with his nose in the air.

But one look at the others and he couldn't hold back his cheeky grin any longer.

"What? If there was really someone after the puzzle, I would leave it with Yugi and keep him near me. That's the safest way!"

"You don't leave me out of your sight even when no one is after the puzzle."

"Yes, but That's because I love to look at you. And touch you. And undress you. And-"

"Yami!" everyone shouted before the former pharaoh could go any father with his fantasy.

Since his hands were already on Yugi's waist and descending...

"Okay, okay, I'm behaving, alright..." he put his hands up to show he would keep them to himself. For now, at last.

"Anyway, I have a handle on it, don't worry." and he pinched Yugi's bottom a last time before taking a step back. "At last this way we are free from her for now. So let her have her toy, as long as it makes her stop bothering us."

Marik looked at Yami with wonder in his eyes: "Wow, there really is a brain under all those spikes!"

"And you have no brain under your spikes!" Yami glared at the blonde and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Yes that's nice," Yugi told them and patted his hand shootingly, "and you can stay here and discuss, if you want, but we have to got to class." he grabbed Ryou's hand and dragged him away, while Malik followed them (out of necessary) a bit slower.

Out of necessary because his darker half was clinging to his shoulder and whined: "That's not true, is it? I have a brain under my spikes as well, right? Hikari-Pretty? Right, malik, Yami is just mean, he is wrong, isn't he? Please say something! don't leave me here, all alone , please~, I don't want to stay with them, Hikari~"

Malik simply ignored him and followed his friends, even as he had to drag his lover with him, who still whimpered and whined in his ear:

"You cant ignore me, Hikari-Pretty!-"

"But I sure as hell can try!"

"But why would you even want to ignore your dear Yami-"

"- who is a real pain in the ass-"

"- and who you still love!"

But to Marik's absolute horror Malik just sighed and shock his head.

"Malik?"

No answer, and the smaller blond just walked to his first class.

"Malik?" A little more worried now, and a lot more alarmed.

"Malik!"

Marik stopped and let go of him in fright and could only watch as the distance between them grew more and more.

"Malik, you don't mean that! You cant do that, Malik~!"

What he didn't notice was the grin on his face as he did his best not to laugh at his darker half.

Marik fell to his knees as the other rounded the corner without a look back.

The laughter, that follow just then, went unnoticed by the sad blonde.

But Yami and Bakura heard it, and they found it really comically.

It's always funny when a Hikari was mean.

Especially if it wasn't their own!

The rest of the day was luckily easy and fast over.

Anzu was on cloud nine and wasn't approachable in her happiness. Not that anyone tried to approach her.

Yugi and Ryou vanished every break together to make more plans want what not.

Malik still tried to get rid of Marik, who stuck to him like glue and let himself be dragged around like a sack potatoes.

Bakura and Yami watched that with glee, and even made bets about how long it would take for Malik to explode and simply throw his heavy lover out of the window.

And about the rehearsal in the afternoon.

Well, none of the normal students really knew what really happens when the theater-group was behind the school to play with their new stage.

But you could hear sounds, strange sounds. Sounds from explosions, from things (or where they bones?) breaking. Loud shouts, insane laughter...

And other unsettling sounds.

All in all it sounded more like torture then Romeo and Juliet.

No one was brave, or maybe stupid, enough to really watch when the Yami's and Hikaris were busy on their stage.

So it became sort of like a dare between the younger years, to sneak up at them as near as possible without getting caught. Snapping a photo of them meant extra-points.

And of course Marik and Bakura had fun with the poor, frightened students...

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TBC

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I promise I will try to write and upload the next chapter faster than this one

(1) I have nothing against minitaure-pinscher, really, I just have a problem seeingt them as dogs. They just always remind me at barking rats... No offence if you have one of them, or if you like them. I just say that I would rather take a rat in, sine they are nearly the same size, and rats are not as loud, and you don't have to go out with them every day. Then again, with the size, I think you can train them to use a cat-toilet...