Yin Yang

I know it's been SO long since I updated, and I appologize!!! Gomen nasai!! ^^' I've just been swamped with things. -_- But I'm back now, and gave my site ( http://geocities.com/valenti_bunny/ ) a whole new make over. And hey, new chapter! For those of you reading my other story, Generation X, it will also be updated this week! Promise! ^^

As usual, don't own. If I did own Yuugiou, you'd be finding the DVD's in the hentai section of your local retailors. *Snerks*

Reviews are welcome and loved; flames are fed to Marik for breakfast. -_-

|.Yin Yang 03.|

"AH!"

Yami snickered softly, along Bakura, as Yuugi yelped and burried his face into said Pharaoh's chest, as a girl on the television was attacked by a zombie, who popped out from nowhere. "It's alright Yuugi.. it's just a movie," Yami smiled softly, holding back a giggle. Yuugi pouted, looking up at him with his big eyes, "A very SCARY MOVIE!" he pouted, now clinging to Yami's waist, face still burried in his chest. Yami smiled softly, wrapping his arm around his scared hikari and holding him close.

Ryou smiled softly, leaning back against Bakura with his arm over his shoulder and across his chest, almost protectively. They looked up as Malik and Marik came back into the room, taking their seat back on the sofa, both of them a little flushed, even with their tanned skin, and Malik looked a bit tired. Bakura smirked, raising an eyebrow, "Something you'd like to share?"

"No, not really," Marik grinned, holding Malik close, who in turn leaned his head on Marik's shoulder, his eyes closing almost immeditely, much to Bakura's amusement. "You sure?" Bakura laughed, "Malik looks like you just fucked the daylights outta him..."

Ryou snickered as a pillow was flung their way, hitting Bakura in the face. "Nice shot Malik," Ryou giggled, as Malik smirked and cuddled back up to Marik, getting comfy.

"Mmm.. I think it's bedtime," Yami smiled slightly, as Yuugi was now asleep with his face still burried into his chest. He stood slowly, lifting Yuugi into his arms, "We'll see you all in the morning."

"Night," Bakura waved a bit as they walked out, followed by Marik, who was carrying the now sleeping Malik in his arms as well. "Gods, you hikari's fall asleep anywhere," Bakura teased, playing with Ryou's hair softly. Ryou giggled, looking to him, "So? It's a gift."

"I'll bet," Bakura smiled, "Are you sleepy too?"

"Nah," Ryou smiled, "I can stay up a bit later. What should we do yami?"

"Hmm..." Bakura thought a moment, "How about we play a game? Like, that box thing that Yuugi and Malik were playing with earlier."

"The Nintendo," Ryou smiled slightly, "Alright, we can play that." He stood up and turned the Nintendo on, handing Bakura a controller, "Now, how do you do this?" Bakura asked, looking down at it.

"To make it simple, just push random buttons," Ryou giggled, "The little stick on the left makes your person move and the buttons make them punch and kick."

"Alright.. I think I got it," Bakura grinned, "Prepare to lose!"

"Not even!" Ryou giggled, "You're going DOWN PAL!"

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"Awe, so kawaii," Malik giggled, peering into the living room the next morning, where Bakura and Ryou were sound asleep on the sofa, Bakura lying on his back with Ryou ontop of him, his head resting on Bakura's chest with Bakura's arm around him. Marik smirked, nodding, before grinning evilly, "Let's make breakfast..."

Malik laughed, knowing full well that when the two of them were alone, in a kitchen, mayhem would ensue. "But we don't know how to cook..." Malik said slowly, noticing the smirk on his yami's face.

"And you think that's gonna stop me?" Marik snickered, "C'mon, I'm sure we can manage to make something."

*~*~*~*

The first thing Ryou was aware of when he awoke, was the loud banging sound of metal on metal, coming from the kitchen. 'Oh dear Ra... ' he thought silently, knowing what was most likely happening. He detangeled himself from Bakura slowly, making his was to the kitchen, peeking inside. What he saw made him double over in laughter.

Standing before the stove was Marik, donning a 'Kiss The Cook' apron, holding a metal spatula in his hand tightly, while glaring daggers at the stove. "YOU RA-DAMNED PIECE OF CRAP!!! COOK DAMNIT!!!"

Malik, on the other hand, had hidden on the other side of the fridge, away from his yami, eyes wide. "Marik-san... uhm..."

"NO! Don't tell me how to do this! I can figure it out on my own!" Marik insisted, fuming at the stove, while Malik bit back a giggle. Marik hissed, spinning around and pointing the spatula at Ryou, who was in tears from laughing so hard. "YOU! What's so funny?! You should be pissed off; your RA DAMNED CONTRAPTION WON'T COOK THE FOOD!!!"

Ryou laughed harder, grabbing his sides in pain from laughing a little too much. "M-Marik..." he laughed, "You... have to... hehehe... turn it ON first!"

Marik blinked, watching as Ryou collected himself long enough to turn the knob on the stove, blue flames erupting from under the pot. He blinked again, "How in the hell... alright, I see! THAT STUPID THING HATES ME!"

This time, both Malik and Ryou doubled over in laughter, clinging onto each other. "What's with all the noise?" Bakura groaned, rubbing his eyes sleepily as he stepped into the kitchen.

"Nothing... nothing at all..." Marik grumbled, still fuming.

*~*~*~*

"Meep!"

Bakura blinked, looking around. "Meep!" He frowned, blinking again. Where was that sound coming from? "Meep meep!"

He looked down as something nudged his leg, smirking a little, as a small white bunny with chocolate brown eyes blinked up at him innocently. "Meep!"

"Really now, since when do bunnies make noise, Ryou-chan?" Bakura snickered, picking him up softly, holding him close and petting him gently. Ryou purred softly, // Since I learned how to, // he replied, proudly, curling up contently in Bakura's arms.

"Hey Bakura, have you seen Ryou?" Malik asked, peeking his head into the living room, "Yuugi and I are gonna watch Inuyasha; we know he'd kill us for not telling him it was on."

Bakura laughed, "You guys and your cartoons," he snickered, as Ryou meeped, defensively, and Malik pouted. "ANIME," he corrected Bakura, "Anime is more... mature... than regular American crappy cartoons."

"Whatever you say," Bakura smiled, handing Ryou to Malik, "There. Now you boys have fun watching your cartoons."

"ANIME!"

"Whatever," Bakura smiled sweetly, just to further spite him, all in good fun, of course. Malik huffed, walking off, before stopping, blinking and looking down to the bunny in his arms. :What the hell! He never told me where Ryou was!"

// Right here Malik-chan, // Ryou giggled, nuzzling against his stomach gently. Malik blinked, looking down, before smirking, "Ryou!"

Ryou hopped out of his arms, landing on the ground before changing back, smiling sheepishly, "Uhm... Konnichiwa?"

Malik laughed, pulling him into a hug, "Alright alright, you're forgiven, Ryou-bunny," he smiled, giving him a new pet name. "Cute," Ryou smirked teasingly, "Now c'mon, we're gonna miss Inu!"

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