Anything could happen

A/N: First Yugioh story. Don't like it, fuck you no one cares what you think! *evil laughter* I mean..Read and Review.

Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh but if I did...well...it'd be BAD.

A boy with long silver hair sat in his desk, waiting for the final bell to ring. It was Math, his inanimate mortal enemy. The boy’s name was Bakura, he looked over at his friend Marik, who looked just as anxious to getting out of this hell, than him. The clock looked like it was going backwards. When the boy looked away though the bell rang loud and clear. The boy in question, jumped up and ran out the door, walking up to his locker.

“Hey so what are we doing today?” a boy with messy silver hair yelled over the noisy hallways.

“Ryou, I dunno, we could watch a movie at someone‘s house.” a tall boy with tricolored hair yelled, throwing a notebook in his locker.

“I suggest Malik‘s! No parental’s till Monday!” Ryou suggested as the hall quieted down.

“I say yours, Ryou, more room. No parental’s EVER! Besides that, I‘m not allowed to have people DESTROY my home! Sorry.” Malik said laughing at the dumbstruck look on Ryou’s face.

“I agree with Malik…for once.” Marik said laughing, as Malik flicked him off.

Marik walked over to Bakura’s locker.

“You‘ve been awfully quiet.” Marik said grinning wickedly at the boy.

“Maybe because SOME of us actually pay attention and know we have homework…gasp concept I know.” Bakura said sarcastically, with a smirk on his face.

“Bomp homework, that‘s for the nice geeks. Besides when do YOU do homework? We‘ll watch movies instead.” Yami said putting an arm around Bakura and the other around Marik.

Bakura cringed and took Yami’s arm off of his shoulder.

“The next time you touch me, I will have to cut off your arm. Sorry, nothing personal.” he said smirking.

“Eff you in the face.” Yami said walking to Yugi.

“Oh and to answer you‘re question, I‘d like to threaten Kaiba properly before he does my homework. Guns and knives are good threats..on his little brother that is.” Bakura said shrugging.

“Whatever, we need to get going before the bitch squad comes and tries to high tail us into fighting…she. SHIT.” Marik said as he turned to come face to face with Tea.

“Aw, look guys it‘s the I don‘t give a shit cause we‘re crazy club.” Tea said, flipping her brown hair behind her shoulder as she moved towards Bakura’s open locker. This just wasn’t there day.

(A/N: IT‘S TEA FOR GOD‘S SAKES. IT HAS TO BE LAME!)

“Aw look guys it‘s Slut-A-Million‘s spokesperson..no wonder it went bankrupt. With ugly girls for spokespeople anyone would lose money.” Malik said as Tea glared, Bakura’s locker door slamming on the other lockers, but not before meeting her face, knocking her down.

“Oh..whoops I didn‘t see you…there? Would you believe that?” Bakura said shrugging, as the girl held her nose, shaking her head as she fixed him with a glare. Which he returned, smirking evilly.

“Welp are you done getting your shit Bakura?” Marik asked hand on his locker door.

“Y-Nope forgot the book.” he said grabbing it, then nodding.

Marik spun his combination lock and grinned at the ‘bitch squad’.

“You meant to smack her in the face with the locker… DIDN‘T YOU!?” Marik said smirking.

“Was it THAT obvious…damnit.” Bakura said and added, “Well there‘s always next time when I can, throw her down the stairs, throw her down the elevator shaft, throw her out the window…ooo or just throw her into the wall and implant a blade in her..oh yay.” he clapped sarcastically, then smirked again.

“You know what, you kinda scare me sometimes.” Malik said.

“Sometimes I scare myself.” Bakura agreed, nodding solemnly.

“Woohoo with you being creepy.” Yugi said sarcastically.

“Right….so the movie…what‘re we watching?” Bakura asked his friends, tilting his head.

“The Ring.” Marik said grinning.

“The…Ring….are you fucking serious?” Bakura said, his jaw open.

“Why is something wrong with it?” Malik asked.

“I‘ve seen that movie so many times, I could fucking role-play the damn thing.” he said sticking his tongue out and added, “Is that all ya‘ll got?”

His friends nodded as he sighed.

“Well fuck that, I say we go to Wal-Mart and play commando!” he said as Marik snickered.

“Ooo before that we could play Paintball tag!” he suggested.

“I like that idea. All in favour of playing Paintball tag in the woods, raise your fucking hand.”

They all raised their hands and smirked.

It would seem to passer-by’s that they were all have a staring contest until everyone except for Marik screamed.

“NOT IT!”

“Hey..that‘s not fair. Especially since I‘m the one who bought the damn paintball guns.” Marik whined.

“Bought…stole…same thing right?” Yami said as Marik nodded.

“Eh, sucks to be you then.” Malik said smirking lightly.

“Bakura…please be it. You know I hate begging, and I‘ll probably mind control Ryou if you don‘t.”

“Let me think about this for a second….yeah no. If you do anything to Ryou, I‘ll personally cut you‘re balls off and MAKE you eat them.” he said, grabbing Ryou and patting his head.

“Ya‘ll fucking suck.”

“But what do we suck at?” Yugi said.

“P-” Marik was cut off by Bakura’s hand being smacked on his mouth.

“Good afternoon Coach. Franks.” Malik said smiling.

“Ryou, Yami, Malik, Bakura, Yugi, Marik. What are you all doing in school…after school?” He asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Took me a while to remember all the homework and put it in my book bag. Sorry teach.” Bakura said apologetically.

“It‘s fine, but if I hear of a prank, I‘ll know who to bust.”

“Who…us?” Marik said, once Bakura moved his hand.

“Exactly.” Mr. Franks said walking away as all six of them flicked him off.

“Right so who‘s car are we taking?” Yami asked.

“Um…yeah…dunno. Malik‘s since it‘s HUGE.” Yugi said.

“In more ways then one.” Marik said smirking, as Malik whacked his yami.

The five snickered as they climbed into the Cherokee Jeep.

“So which forest?” Malik asked turning the key.

“East side of town. Closer and faster.” Bakura said simply, riding shotgun.

“But the one in the North is longer.” Marik complained.

“That just means more running and land for you to search.” Yugi said smirking.

“Wow East side sounds like fun now.” Marik said, cheerfully.

They all laughed at their friend and then contemplated on how they were going to play it this time.

“So last one to not have any paint on them wins.” Bakura said as they all nodded.

“And how the HELL is the last person supposed to know when it‘s over?” Marik asked.

“Just put your cell phone on vibrate, that way you‘ll hear it and if the person who’s it is near , then you‘re fucked. If not you‘re safe.” Malik explained.

“50/50 chances suck Malik, you do know that.”

“Yes well, I‘m going to be the last one standing.” Malik said smirking.

“Oh yeah right, remember last time when I got you out in two minutes. TWO!” Bakura said laughing his ass off.

“Okay one, it was three minutes and two, you‘re cocky..” He said smirking.

“Oh but you need to remember that I‘ll shoot you myself, which means you‘re out. Doesn‘t matter if Marik is it or not. I shoot, you‘re ‘dead‘.” he said smiling innocently.

“I hate you, did you know that?” Malik said.

“Yeah, you only say it every other day.”

“Okay children break it up.” Yugi said as they’re glares turned on him.

“Hey, Yugi didn‘t do anything.” Marik said as Yami nodded.

“Yeah Yugi didn‘t do anything.” Yugi repeated, grinning sheepishly.

“Look, we‘ll do this. IF and only IF you two get along.” Yami said.

Malik and Bakura glanced at eachother.

“DT?” Malik asked.

“DT!” Bakura agreed as they both smirked.

“What the FUCK is a DT?” Marik asked.

“DT means Don‘t Trot.” Malik said.

“Liar.” Yugi glared.

“I know.” Malik said.

“You‘ll see what it means.” Bakura said grinning.

“Okay so you shoot the person that‘s It. They‘re dead and you take on the role as It.” Yugi said as they all nodded.

They came to a stop and got out. They grabbed the equipment and were off.

Bakura and Malik ran into eachother. Malik handed Bakura the keys.

“Hold them since I don‘t have any pockets.” Malik said as Bakura nodded.

“How the hell didn‘t they figure out that DT means Double Team?” Bakura said laughing.

“I dunno. But since we‘re a team, we do NOT shoot eachother under any circumstances.” Malik said as Bakura nodded.

“Then let‘s go hunting.” They both set off together, shooting Marik when he just entered, taking his cell phone.

“Play dead for us.” Malik said as Bakura snickered.

“Three little piggy’s smoking two packs a day. The mother looked left and said, who ate the hay?” Bakura started singing.

“The three little piggy‘s looked at eachother. Then they pointed to the brother.” Malik continued.

“The mother yelled, “Dinner is ruined are you happy now? The brother cried and said it was the cow.” Bakura snickered.

“The mother killed the cow and repeated are you happy now?” Malik asked.

“The three little piggy‘s were so fucked up, that they pointed to the cup.” Bakura grinned.

“The mother yelled furiously at them, and said are you high again?” Malik snickered.

“The youngest of the piggy‘s nodded his head.” Bakura said nodding his head.

“The mother took the gun and said, “BANG! You‘re dead.”” Malik made his hand look like a gun.

They ran off again, leaving Marik completely and utterly speechless.

“That‘s it. No more fucking Three Little Pigs for them.”

After that, they spotted Yami in a ditch-like thing. They dived.

“Hey you guys haven‘t got killed anything yet right?” Yami asked.

“Of course not. Come on, let‘s go find Yugi.” They said as they all ran to find him.

Five minutes later, they spotted their friend in a tree.

“Yugi come on down. We‘re going to jump Marik.” Yami said as Yugi climbed down.

They spotted Ryou snoozing behind a tree.

“Ryou come on. Come on stupid Hikari. We‘re jumping Marik.” Bakura said as Ryou woke up. They all grinned at eachother.

“Nice.” Yugi said as they all took off running. Malik and Bakura at their back. They finally shot them all twice in the backs.

“But you said..”

“DT means Double Teamed. We double teamed Marik, both became it, and killed you.” Malik said laughing evilly. He felt himself get hit, looking down to see blue paint, he then looked at Bakura.

“I win.” he said and his eyes widened when Malik pointed his gun at his.

“Malik you can‘t shoot him, he won. It was fair.”

“What about what we said about..not shooting eachother.”

“I didn‘t believe it for a second. You woulda shot me if given the chance. I just made it so, I would win.” he said and walked towards the edge, where Marik was.

“Who won?” Marik asked, jumping up and down.

“I did.” Bakura said and walked towards the car.

Marik followed and they both stopped when they heard many shots and a, “YOU‘RE DEAD BAKURA!”

“Marik MOVE YOUR ASS!” Bakura said running to the car, opening the passenger side and both jumped in.

“Bakura LOCK IT.” Marik yelled as Bakura reached over and pushed the button to lock the doors.

“Swear you won‘t open in Marik.” Bakura screamed.

“I swear on my rod…both of them…and I need them BOTH.!“ Marik said as he nodded.

“I‘ve got Malik‘s keys. Let‘s say we get the hell outta here.”

“I say AHHHHHHHHHHH.” Marik yelled jumping away from the door as the four boys looked at them eccentrically.

“Let us in the car boys.” Yami said.

“FUCK THAT SO HARD.” Marik said as Bakura started the car.

“Don‘t steal my car Bakura.” Malik yelled banging on the window.

“It‘s not stealing it‘s borrowing. See ya at you‘re house.” he said driving off full speed.

“Was that a smart thing to do?”

“No, but if we barricade his house then he can‘t touch us.” Bakura said grinning.

“How?”

“Wood, nails, hammers, guns, knives…OH and you can‘t forget the clichés, torches and pitchforks.”

“IT‘S FRANKENSTEIN ALL OVER AGAIN.”

“Except this time it‘s FOUR PISSED OFF MEN.”

They both snickered as Marik turned on the radio, just in time to hear Shout at the Devil by Motley Crue started playing.

When they approached Malik and Marik’s apartment, he parked the car and they jumped out.

“So how much do you think…ISIS…Hi..how are you…you look…lovely..tonight?” Marik said as Isis glared.

“Where‘s Malik?”

“I ate him.” Marik said rubbing his stomach, “He tasted like chicken.”

Isis paled.

“I‘m just kidding. He‘s in the forest on the East side.” Marik said walking past her with Bakura into the apartment, shutting the door. He bolted it, then put the chain in the lock, before they heard a, “WHAT!”

The next sound they heard was a slam, and then a car starting.

“So how long do we have till we die?” Bakura asked.

“Hm..10 minutes..give or take a few.” Marik said going into the kitchen.

“Well..my Hikari won‘t let them hurt me so I have nothing to worry about.”

“You left him there with them. He won‘t be so forgiving Bakura.”

“Sure he will.” Bakura said hopeful.

“No ‘Kura he won‘t.” Marik said shaking his head.

“Damnit Ishtar I know my Hikari better than you.” Bakura yelled.

“And I know that if you left me there then I‘d be out for your blood.” Marik said.

“That‘s because you‘re a fucking sociopath.” Bakura said in shock.

“Now the fucking I can agree with. But I‘m not that big of a sociopath.” Marik said.

“I‘m going to laugh at that…oh wait for it…Ha.” Bakura said sarcastically as a loud knock was heard.

“NO ONE‘S HOME!” Marik yelled as Bakura threw a pillow at him.

“’Kura open the door, it‘s really cold.” Ryou’s voice sounded from behind the door.

“Then go back to the car.” Bakura said frowning.

“But that means going back out into the cold.” Ryou whined.

“One second.” Bakura said sighing, as he unbolted the door, and opened it. The chain was still on it, so it wasn’t officially open. But he wanted to see if Ryou was alone, he was NOT getting jumped by the damn Pharaoh and his midget. He wouldn’t mind Malik jumping him, because he wouldn’t feel bad for punching him.

“Is it only you?”

“Erm..yeah yami.” Ryou said as Bakura nodded and shut the door.

“It‘ll be just…WHAT THE FUCK ISHTAR!” Bakura yelled as Marik pushed him out of the way, taking the chain off. He opened the door, and grabbed Ryou by his collar, turning him. He put a switchblade to his neck when he saw Yami, Malik, and Yugi run up the steps. They carried their paintball guns, ready to shoot.

“Back. BACK I SAY.” Marik said walking back into the apartment, throwing Ryou on top of Bakura. He slammed the door, locking it all up.

Marik laughed at the door, that was now being pounded.

“Eat shit Pharaoh. I, Marik Ishtar, outsmarted YOU. It‘s such a beautiful thing.” Marik said turning, getting a punch from one, Bakura.

“DON‘T YOU EVER PUT A KNIFE TO RYOU‘S THROAT UNLESS YOU WANT ME TO KILL YOU ISHTAR!” Bakura yelled furiously. He then kicked the fallen yami and added, “AND DON‘T PUSH ME UNLESS YOU WANT TO KEEP YOUR DAMN HANDS!”

“Erm..yami what are we going to do now?” Ryou asked.

“And you. You lied to me. You were going to let me get jumped by the Pharaoh.” Bakura said sadly.

“Well you would‘ve deserved it. It‘s really fucking cold outside and you left me out there by myself. WITH THE PHARAOH.!” Ryou retaliated.

“DID THE PHARAOH TOUCH YOU. Stupid fucking dickstick on wheels. PHARAOH KEEP YOUR COCK IN YOUR OWN HIKARI‘S ASS.”

“What the fuck Tomb Robber.” Yami said confused.

“You heard me. Now we want Malik and Isis in here, and you two to go or we‘ll hurt Ryou.” Bakura said, pinching his hikari, who yelped.

“TOMB ROBBER IF YOU‘RE HURTING HIM I‘LL PERSONALLY SEE YOU‘RE IN SHADOW REALM BY MORNING.”

“Then back off and let them in.” Bakura said opening the door, letting them see Marik who was next to Ryou with a knife at his throat again. Malik and Isis entered snarling at Bakura, who slammed the door once again. Once he locked it up, he turned to see what Marik was doing and punched him again.

“DON‘T PUT A KNIFE TO RYOU‘S THROAT RADAMNIT ISHTAR.” Bakura said punching him a second time.

“But how was I supposed to show I was hurting him?”

“YOU WEREN‘T! THE ONLY ONE THAT IS ALLOWED TO HAVE A KNIFE THAT CLOSE TO RYOU IS ME, MYSELF, AND RYOU.” Bakura said and glared at Ryou, “And it‘d better never be that close if you have it.”

Bakura turned to get punched by Malik repeatedly.

“That‘s for betraying me, that‘s for punching my yami.” and with one last punch he said, “and that‘s for you cheating off me on that History test.” He got off and kicked Bakura, snarling.

Bakura looking dumbfounded stood up and glared at Malik.

“I THOUGHT YOU WERE GOING TO SHOOT ME.”

“I WASN‘T.” Malik said and added, “I’M MORE RELIABLE THAN YOU ARE.”

Bakura shook his head.

“I am reliable, just not with people who are dating sociopath‘s.”

“Damnit Bakura I‘m not a sociopath.” Marik yelled.

“Yes Marik you are.” Malik said agreeing with Bakura.

Marik made a perfect, O with his mouth.

“Right, so let‘s see what‘s on TV.” Ryou said sitting on the couch. How the hell he got himself into these situations, he had no idea.

A/N: Sucky place to end it. I know, I DON'T CARE.