Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The School-Theater ❯ The New Stage ( Chapter 10 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

: The school theater 10

Author: Ashray

Pairing: Yami/Hikari, Kaiba/Joey

Disclaimer: Nothing is mine, everything is someone else's!

Summary: afternoon and rehearsal, this is the rest of the last chapter.

Warning: The Yamis are rather OOC in this chapter. All of them.
Must be a full moon, or something like that. Or they are just insane, and need a Hikari to cure them ^__^
And Anzu makes another useless attempt to seduce Yami and Bakura…


"Talking"
"Yelling"
'Thinking'
T heater-Text
//Yami to Hikari//
/Hikari to Yami/

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10. The new stage
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Lunch break:

One of the best times of the whole schoolday.
As far as a schoolday can ever be good, at last.
Because it is always better not to have school at all.
But lunch break is great, too.
You have a whole hour to talk and joke with your friends, eat lunch and recover from the stress of learning…

For Anzu, lunch-break also means that she has a whole hour to find Yami and Bakura and possible even lure them away from their clingy Lights…
And she intends to use that time properly!

But at first she has to make a short detour to her locker to get all her things together.
And after collecting her stuff she could finally go out and search for her further lovers.
Humming a happy tune, she skipped to her locker to get the two lunchboxes she had prepared at home.
Especially and only for the two sexy Yamis.
She never hesitated for even a small second, never even dreamed that there could be some trap hidden in it…
But like so many times before she had more luck then brains.
Neither Yugi nor Ryou messed with her locker.
This time.
She could open it without any incidents.

The boxes with the lunch may be a little squashed, after her little run-in with the dogs this morning, but the contents were still intact as she looked at it.
Everything was all right, a little rattled and crooked, but otherwise all right…
None of the dogs had even tried to bite into a box, or even steal it to eat it somewhere else where no other dog could fight over it.
At one side, that was good luck and she should be happy, but on the other side, it was also a big insult to her cooking!

'What, my wonderful, great and tasty lunch creations are not good enough for some flea bitten, stupid street-dogs!?"'
But then a note caught her attention and distracts her.
Surprised she took the folded paper out.
"I didn’t put that in there, did I?" she wondered, as she opened it.
Maybe another love letter from Yami or Bakura, since their little date in the hall got busted.

'And just because of those stupid runts! Why are they always getting in my way, can't they just get lost and stay that way forever. And let me and my Yamis be together forever and happy?'
But to her big surprise and entrusting it was no love letter, but a note that say that she should better stay away from Yami and Bakura, or something will happen to her.

'Something happens to me all the time! And something bad at that!
And who is writing all those stupid notes anyhow? Maybe Yami and Bakura have their own fan club, and they are jealous of our relationship and try to break us up?
But if there is a fan club, why did I never know about it?
I should be the first one too learn about such things, I would be the first and most important member! I am their girlfriend, after all!
I should be their, like, president or something!
The boss!
I know the most about them, what they like and don’t like, so it is within my rights!
And then the other girls could help me and keep the midgets out of my hair.
And they would clearly know that we are a perfect pair!'

Surprised and startled she blinked for a moment at the paper.
You can't be a pair with three people!
But what else?
A threesome?
Two pairs?
Wouldn’t that make Yami and Bakura a pair too?
So, three pairs?

But then she shocks her head.
Such details are not important now!
Important is that she got another mean letter telling her to leave the Yamis alone!
No fan club of them would be so mean to their girlfriend and eternal love, there must be someone else…

Suspiciously she narrowed her eyes as she pondered who else could do this to her…
Suddenly she saw that mean smirk from earlier flash before her eyes:
No jealous fan club!
Worse!A lot worse!
Jealous Hikaris!

'Just wait, if you want a fight you will get a fight so bad you will never forget it!
Because a fan club would help me, but I know those two would interference every chance they get!
They would do anything to keep me from taking their precious Yamis from them and be happy with them for the rest of our lives!
They are just jealous because they know that I'm the best match for them, and they know their 'big brothers' don’t have so much time and attention for them anymore when they finally declare their love for me, and that they will spent all their time with me and only have eyes for me and listen to me and never to them…'

Carelessly she shred the paper and threw it in the next wastebasket.
Time to find her beloved Yamis and win them over…

She smiled down at the two lunch-boxes in her hand and stroked dreamily over the surface:
'And my culinary skills are the key to their hearts. Just as they saying goes: The way to a man's heart is through his stomach.
Let's see what you do now to stop me… '

She straightens out her dress, freshens up her make-up and brushed through her hair to make sure everything was still all right.
Then she began her search, confident und determined.
It's time to clarify the facts…
'And fact is, Yami and Bakura belong to me!'

Out in the school-garden:

To the great luck of everyone involved, Anzu didn’t know that Yugi and his friends meet for the long lunch break under a certain tree whenever the weather allowed it.
They would spent the break under the brunches and enjoy their meals and the fact that no one else is around to complain about the thief and the psycho groping Hikaris and being their normal, not-all-there self…

And since Anzu didn’t know about their little hiding place all the Yamis and their Hikaris have a little time left, before the nightmare could find them.
Because there is no way she will give up before she finds them.

Malik was the first one of the little group to arrive, and he was not in the very best mood at the moment.
And the reason for his annoyance was the same as most of the other times he was irritated:
The blond bundle of energy with the spiky hair that was skipping behind him and is unable to keep his eyes, or his finger for this matter, from his ass.

"But Malik, what's wrong!?"
"What's wrong? You're asking me what's wrong? I tell you what's wrong! My insane Yami, that’s wrong!"
Puzzled Marik tilt his to the side and blinked at the smaller one:
"But what did I do?"
For a moment Malik could only gape at him and gasped for breath without getting a sound out.
Promptly his insaner half was at his side to pet his back worried.
"Are you all right, did you swallow wrong, shall I kill someone?"

(Only Marik will ever know just how killing someone would help when someone is choking…)

"What did you do?" he finally go out, and Marik nodded eagerly.
He really couldn’t understand what he did wrong, since he was just his normal self, all day long!
"I will tell you what you did, dear Yami-mine! You just happen to walk, no, stroll, into my class!
If you have already forgotten that!
In the middle of a lesson!
In case you didn’t notice that!"

Marik just shock his spiky head.
No, he didn’t notice.
And he also didn’t care.
It's not his fault, after all, that he was lonely and longed for his beautiful Light.
He just felt like cuddling him for a bit, why the hell should he care about some stupid little students if all he wants was his cuddlesome little Hikari?

"Then you lift me from my chair, sat down on it and put me on your lap!"

Now Marik smirked again and tried once more to get a hold on Malik, who sidestepped him easily before the other could grope him.
"And then you started to tug on my hair and hide your face in my neck."
"I like your neck! It's perfect to nibble on it and leave hickeys!"
"And you couldn’t wait that half hour until break for your 'cuddling'? What's with your crap always?! And I'm not even talking about where your hands were and what they did, damn it!"

Marik crossed his arms over his chest and pouted down at the smaller form:
"I wanted my Hikari! What's so bad about that?
I like the way your pert little ass feels in my hand, its firm and nice and just the right size to grab and squeeze and…"
"What's so bad about it? How is that: You growled at my teacher like a fucking dog!
Again!
Really, sometimes you act more like a wild animal then a human!" he firmly ignored the comment about his ass, as well as the lewd gestures and leering glances toward said body part.

"You love it when I'm an animal, all wild and feral and untamed, so don’t even try to deny it!" another leer, and he brushed his fingertips over the front of Malik's pants for a moment.
"You know that they hunt feral animals and put them out of their misery if they are a danger for the general public, right?" the teen snapped back.

"He tried to kick me out of the class!" Mariks eyes wandered up to meet Malik's own.
For the moment, at last.
"Because you where disturbing the class!"
"I had Hikari-deprivation! I wanted my Malik; no one can deny me that…
It's totally normal and common to growl at him in such a case!
And I didn’t even touch your stupid teacher anyway!"

'Yet. But maybe I should, since he tried to withhold my Malik from me.
I simply can't allow that!
Why can't people just realize that already?I don’t want anyone standing between me and my beautiful Light…' he thought with a pout, several 'How-to-kill-a-teacher'-ideas already running through his mind.
One was bloodier then the other, and he couldn’t hold back a gleeful snicker.

Distraught Malik buried his face in his hands: Who is it possible for a single human to be so…so…so… horny all the time?
That’s just not normal!
'Then again, you can't count Marik as normal, even on his better days…
And he is a Yami, not a human being. Maybe that’s makes a difference…. '
"That just sounds like you are on drugs…"

Marik hugged him enthusiastically and grinned over his whole, tanned face:
"Yes, I'm addicted, addicted to you! And I don’t even care that I am!
I want you always and always and always! And more and more and more…" he told him proudly, while his hands crept down towards his backside.
If you have such an opportunity, you just have to take advantage of it, after all!

"And the little fact that my whole class stared at us and watched us doesn’t bother you in the slightest?" Malik growled curtly, and struggled free to hit him several times over the head.
And kick his shin.
And if the hand on his ass hadn't left it so quickly, he would most likely bite it.

The hand, not his own ass.
But sometimes he had a feeling as if fate is biting him in the ass.
And not only Marik.
Well, but that’s beside the point!

The point is
"You were molesting me in front of my class, in middle of a lesson!"
"But I don’t understand! Normally you don’t care so much if someone sees us kissing and cuddling!" he whined and sat down on the ground to rub his poor head.
'Sometimes my light is so mean and cruel…'
At those thoughts his face lit up and he smiled again.
'I so love this site of him! He always looks so sexy, with that beautiful gleam in his eyes and that light growl in his voice. Makes me want to throw him down and have my way with him.'
He couldn’t help it, his eyes wandered down over that wonderful body in front of him.

And since he was still sitting on he ground, he had Malik's ass right in his line of sight as he walked up and down in front of him.
He was just lucky the blond boy never noticed the path his eyes and thoughts were taking, and he just kept talking on.

"That’s just because our friends already know that I am punished with an insane Yami who can't control himself and always has his nose in my hair and his finger on my ass-"
"I like them more in your ass, if I can choose. But you already know that…" he cut in, helpful as always.
Understandable Malik ignored him and talked on with a light blush dusting his cheeks.

"- and then growls at innocent peoples for so much as breathing in my direction!
Do you know what you do to my fellow students with such stunts?
You scare them for live!
And my sister has then to pay for their livelong therapy.
So don’t be surprised when Ishizu castrates you before killing you and feeding your balls to her pet cat!"

"But I want my Malik!" the psycho protested with a pout and tried to look as innocent and nice and harmless as he could as he blinked up at his light.
"And they will survive it anyway! Look at it form the bright side: They can even learn something from me!
And that’s what the school is made for. To learn something new, something you never know before, you said so yourself, remember?!
So I didn’t do anything wrong!
I just teach students something important: The right Care und Handling of a Hikari!
Hikaris are delicate creatures, you have to treat them tenderly, or they bite you in the ass!
And I don’t mean love bites, I mean bites that hurt!"

His eyes caressed the tanned form before him and licked his dry lips.
"With such a class, even I would voluntary come here.
I bet I would even be top of the class!
Or I am the teacher, because I know a lot about caring for a Hikari. I have one of my own and all to myself, after all…
You just have to look out for him, give him a lot of attention and love, cuddle and hug him a lot, always touch and kiss and suck him…
But everyone as to get his own Hikari, because they can't have mine!!!!"

"But I don’t want any audience, damn it to hell, and you would be a fucking bad teacher, it would be like asking a tree about walking!
You should better think about learning some restraint, before you even think about teaching shit to brainless idiots!
And you could do with some modesty, too, while we're at it!" Malik finally exploded, while his darker half just pouted:
"I don’t know this so called modesty but restraint is boring.
And I don’t like boring.
I like my Hikari-Pretty! And I don’t like to wait!"
He tried to drag the smaller form down and on his lap again, and again got hit over the head for it.

"Dear god, throw down some brain..." Malik murmured and plopped down into the grass under the tree.
"I doubt that would do him any good." Bakura cut in with a smirk.
Malik and Marik where so engrossed in their little 'discussion', they never noticed the arrival of the rest of their friends under their tree.
And Yami, Yugi, Ryou and Bakura had simply sat down and watched the show with amusement, without saying anything to interrupt them.
It's just too funny to watch them fight to cut in and end it.

"Right, because he would just eat it anyway!" Yami agree with a smirk.
Marik pouted as he looked from one Yami to the other:
"You are mean, do you know that? Really, really mean.
And cruel! And not very nice!
You should agree with me, because I'm a Yami, too! And we Yamis should stick together when the rest of the world is unfair and callous to us and our Hikaris refuse to let us molest them!
What would you do if you just want to hug your lover, and squeeze him a little, and touch him a bit, and then you can't!
And just because some people,- so-called teachers!- forbid it!
Just because they feel like it!
Peoples who are jealous and envious and try to take your Light from you!?
What would you do then? Hä?
Hä? Come on, tell me!
I just wanted my Malik! What's so bad about that?"

"You sound like a little child! I want, I want, I want, I want!" Malik dropped down backwards into the grass and rolled around. He thrashed and flayed around with his arms and legs like mad, and shrieked and moaned.
"I want now and on the spot and at this very moment and I don’t wanna wait!
I want, I want, I want!" the blond boy whined and whimpered, while Marik starred at him with wide eyes.
Warily he stretched one hand out to poke him lightly in the shoulder
'My poor little Malik, are you all right?'
Malik stopped struggling and brushed his hand away:

"That’s how you act if you don’t get what you want!"
"And if I say that I'm sorry?"
"Are you?"
"Isn't it enough if I just say so? I don’t have to mean it, too, have I?"

Yugi had to hide his head on Yamis shoulder to stop himself from laughing out loud.
Especially as Marik tried again to drag the smaller one over his lap and got his hands roughly brushed aside yet again.

"See, I made it easier on myself!" Yami said and pointed with a sly smirk at Yugi, who willingly and cozy sat in his lap.
"Yugi always enjoys sitting in my lap. Am I right, Aibou?" Yugi rolled his eyes, but nodded as Yami lovingly stroked over his hair and kissed his neck.
Marik shoot them an upset glare and grumbled:
"You have it easy, the midget is harmless!… He would never do anything to anyone… couldn’t, even if he wants to!… Malik on the other hand…"

"You are not as reasonable as Yami!" Malik growled, and Yugi bit into the fabric of Yamis jacket so he wouldn't make a treacherous noise.
/Reasonable? You?/

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Yugi thinks back to this morning, and made sure Yami knows what he was thinking about through their link:
Yami lies in bed, comfortably splayed out on his back, the covers kicked off sometimes in the warm air of the night.
He is sleeping deep and soundly, the alarm hadn't ring yet, but the sun is already slowly rising for the new day.
Yugi sleeps cuddled on Yamis chest, pressed tightly to his pharaoh and Yami holds him safely in place.
One of his arms is around his shoulder, to make sure he doesn’t roll of the bed in his dreams, and the other one is on slim hips.

Yamis face is buried in Yugis hair, and he mutters from time to time softly into the silky tresses.
Yugi is already awake and tried to get up and out of the embrace without waking Yami in the progress, but it is useless.
Every time he moved even a little bit away, Yami just dragged him back and held him tighter.
It nearly seems as if he regarded Yugi as a cuddly toy, the way he clutched and squeezed him and refused to let him go.

But suddenly!

Suddenly the alarm rings, and all hell breaks loose.
With a loud battle cry Yamis balled fist comes down at the poor, innocent alarm who was just doing its daily duty.
Before he even opens his eyes, he stands upright in their bed, with Yugi still dangling from his arms.

He looked upset and startled around the room before his red glare found the still blustering alarm.
The poor thing rattled and clattered pitifully until it rolled from the nightstand down on the floor, where it twitched with a dieing sound.
It tried desperately not to attract the wrath of the pharaoh even more then already had, but it is already too late:
Yami jumps down from the bed and stomped the helpless little device mercilessly into the ground, until bolts and springs shatter all around and it doesn’t make a single little move nor sound anymore.
Not even a twitch.
But Yamis eyebrow twitched irritated.

"Ähem… Yami?" comes a soft voice, and he looks down for the first time since he woke up.
It seems that he just now notices Yugi still dangling helplessly from his arms.
His feet are a good bit over the ground, and amethyst eyes blinked innocently up at him.
"I think you can let me down now, you know. No one will murder me."
With a guilty smile he let the boy down on the ground, and he immediately kneed down to take a look at his former alarm:"Congratulation, Yami, you defeated the big, mean, evil alarm." He told him sarcastically and turned around.

Just to notice that Yamis eyes were firmly glued to his ass, as he was only wearing boxers in bed!
Instead of listening to him, he was leering at him with a sly smirk and lust clearly shining in his eyes!
"Yami. Yami! Hello, Yami, I'm talking to you!" he snapped his fingers in front of ruby-red eyes, before they snapped up and focused on his face for now.
"Ah-"

"No! I don’t even want to know what you were thinking about. Just tell me what my alarm did to you to make you think slaughtering it like that is okay."
"It had the nerve to make such intolerable noise and wake us up!
And I can't tolerate such indecent behavior around my tired lover!
You need our sleep!"

Yugi wished to hit his head against the wall by that kind of logic, but that would only hurt himself.
And Yami might end up sending the wall to the shadow realm.
With a sad glance at his abused and destroyed alarm he collected all of the little pieces.
"Yami-mine, you like puzzles, right?
Then I'm sure you will love this one." And he put the tinny little pieces formally into Yamis hands.
He beamed up at his darker half as if he had given him a great present, not a murdered alarm clock.
"Have fun with it!" and with that he left the room to get some breakfast…

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Yugi shot Yami an expectant look.
//At last I'm more reasonable then that!// the pharaoh protested without getting even a little bit red.
So what if Yugi has always forbid to abuse and mistreat all their stupid alarms for no reason.
No reason my ass!
Those monsters dare to ring!

But how the hell can someone even expect you remember that, in the middle of the night, when you're just brutally woken up from a nice dream about your cute Aibou and a big soft bed by a devilish device from hell?!
/That’s not really an art, you know? Almost everyone can be more reasonable then He./ Yugi cut him short before he could think more about those particular dreams…

He was at the moment busy with rolling over the ground with his struggling Light in his strong arms, while Malik bite hard in his hand, causing Marik to laugh and snicker even more insanely.
Bakura just shook his head at their behavior and also sat down with Ryou at his side, who unwrapped the sandwiches he brought with him for lunch.

He handed one of them over to his Dark, before he bit into another one himself.
Bakura looked down at the sandwich in his hand, then over at the one Ryou was eating.
With a broad grin, which totally escaped the smaller male, the thief bent down and took a bite from Ryous lunch.
The teen just rolled his eyes: "Do you want me to feed you, or what?"

Bakura just nodded and dragged him over on his lap.
Marik pouted sulkily at the sight, it seems that everyone gets to cuddle and molest his Hikari.
Everyone but him!
Malik still refused to sit on his lap like a good little Hikari and let him hug and cuddle and hump him a little…
And Malik made that clear by jumping up and sitting down on a branch in the tree.
With a cheeky grin he stuck his tongue out at his pouting Yami.

"Come down and I show you what to do with that limb!"
"No thanks, I'm comfortable where I am!"
"You can be comfortable sitting in my lap! That’s way better then some stupid tree, I promise!" Marik tried to coax the smaller one down.
"No, thanks, that’s too hard to sit there!"

Bakura grinned gleefully over his whole face:
"Your own fault, psycho.
As you see, my little Ryou is a lot more obedient! It's all a matter of training."
Said little Ryou rolled his brown eyes at so much bragging.
He just continued to eat, since he didn’t really take him seriously anyway.
From time to time he held his lunch in front of Bakuras mouth so he could take a bite, but otherwise he just ignored him and his boasting about 'train' the Hikari.

"You see, if I tell Ryou to feed me, he feeds me! Right?" he asked his lighter half.
Ryou just nodded and sighed: "Sure, Kura."
"And if I say I want him to follow me, he follows me. Right?"
"Sure, Kura."
"And if I want to play with him, he plays with me. Right?"
"Sure, Kura."
"And if I am bored, he entertains me. Right?"
"Sure, Kura."
"And if I want to steal something, my Ryou let me steal it. Right?"
"Of course, Kura."
"And if I want to cuddle with my Light, Ryou lets me cuddle with him. Right?"
"Sure, Kura."
"And if I want to tie him to the bed, he let me tie him up. Right?"
"Sure, Kura."
"And if I want to show him how to cut people open und gut them out, then he is a good boy and watches and learns. Right?"
"Of course, Kura."

"As you see, Ryou would do everything for me, because he is a good, well-behaved and polite little Hikari who listen and obey to his strong and brave Yami.
Because good little Lights love their protective Yamis and want to make them happy and do all kind of things for them.
And they let them do those things because they love them so, so much! Right?"
"Of course, Kura."

But Ryou didn’t really sound like he was even listening to anything his dark had said.
He just nodded randomly at all the right places and agreed with a monotonous voice, before eating uninterested in the conversation his lunch.
Bakura didn’t even noticed that he was distracted, he just saw Ryou nodding and heard him agreeing, and that was for the moment enough for him.

Yugi on the other hand shoot the other Hikari a suspicious look.
What's wrong with the silver-haired teen?
"Are you sure you are all right? Do you feel ill or something?
You don’t really mean all that, do you?" Yugi whispered concerned, but the Albino just shook his head and waved him off.

"Not really, don’t worry about me. You just can't take everything he says seriously, okay?!
Sometimes he just likes to hear himself talk, for no reason.
Just let him talk, he needs that from time to time to get attention and feel well."
And he patted Bakuras head lovingly as if he is a cute little pet.
"Am I right, Kura-chan?! You don’t really mean it like that…"
"What?" the tomb robber asked and blinked puzzled.
He hadn't really been listening to anything the boy had said to Yugi, because at the same time Ryou stuck food in his mouth.

So he was busier with chewing then to talk or listen, since Ryou had agreed to do anything the great thief king ask from him anyway.
Because he loves him so much and wants him to be happy and content and with that the whole world was all right for Bakura…
But Yami on the other hand had listened to them all the more.
And he couldn’t suppress his snickering any longer.
Quickly the quiet snickering turned to chuckling, and then to loud laughter, as he pointed with a shaking hand at Bakura.

"Och…how cute… Our poor little thief needs his ego stroked!
Poor, poor little thief, not even your own Hikari takes you seriously.
Come here and I pet you too!"
Yami shoved Yugi gently beside him onto the ground so he could better roll around at said ground.
Bakuras face darkened more and more, not that Yami cared all that much about it.
No, of course he didn’t care.
It just made him laugh even more.
So Bakura shoved Ryou also form his lap and jumped at the pharaoh with a loud, angry battle cry.
Yami rolled out of the way at the last possible moment, and Bakura starred at the ground under him, where Yami was just a second ago.
And where he wasn’t anymore.
"Hä?"
Bakuras dumbstruck face made Yami laugh so hard, he couldn't breathe properly anymore and turned a light purple color.

"And you think you can escape me, you short, annoying little midget?" Bakura growled and tried again to tackle him.
With the same result.
Again Yami was able to doge him.
But finally he got a hold on the Puzzle-spirit, and together they rolled, snarling and swearing, over the ground.

Ryou sat down beside Yugi, while Malik still sat over their heads on his branch. Marik made himself comfortable with the two Hikaris, since he couldn’t have his own.
"It looks like Yamis love to roll around on the floor."
All three of them glanced over at Marik, as if he has an answer to that.
He shrugged his shoulders.
"Yeah, well, sometimes. Or often. It is fun. Especially if you don't do it alone."
He leered at all three Lights with a sly smirk.
Ryou and Yugi turned red under that gaze; Malik is more used to his behavior and only snorted:
/You know that Yami and Bakura will kick you ass into tomorrow if they notice how you look at their lovers, do you?! Don’t come crying to me then, I warned you more then once…/

"Most of the time it's just a matter of with whom and why you are rolling around.
If you want I can show you-" like always Marik just ignored the warning he got from his saner half.
And like always it turned out to be a bad idea.
Yami and Bakura immediately stopped their fight as they heard Marik and stomped together over to them to grab his collar and shake some sense into the insane being.
All of as sudden they showed unity!
"Take your paws from my Ryou, or I cut them off!"
"Just because your own Hikari doesn’t let you fuck him, you don’t have to find new ones!"
"And last of all one of our Hikaris, you horny bastard!"
/Never say I didn’t warn you, Marik./
//Malik! Help!//

At the moment the pharaoh and the tomb robber were, to say it short, not very happy with Marik.
They were even pissed off to no end at Marik.
But before they could do more then to try to shake the live out of him, a weird, irritating smell hit them like a brick wall.

Yami and Bakura let Marik hit the ground hard as their eyes widen him horror.
They know that smell.
It was way too strong to just be ignored or mistaken, and the source of that smell came quickly near.
There is no doubt!
It is on its way!

Both Yamis shuddered in terror, as the voice attached to that awful perfume shrieked:
"Juhu! Yaaaamiiiii! Baaaakuuuuuraaaa!
Here I am! Wait for me, I'm coming!
And I got lunch for you!
Yami! Bakura!"

Suddenly all color was gone from their faces, it was a small wonder that none of them just passed out because of the sudden luck of blood in their heads.
"Please not!" Yami whispered horrified.
"Dear god, no." Bakura doesn’t sound any better.

Then the dread came.
And the dread has a name:

"Anzu!"

The girl giggled and waved as she staggered and tripped over to Yami and Bakura with her too high to walk on grass heels.
Both made a quick sidestep, and she just landed on the grass.
Confused she sat up and blinked at them with big, watery eyes.
"Why are you running away from me? I just want to hug you!"

"Precisely!" they said at the same time.
She tried again to hug them, just to land again on the ground.
"Yami. My-"
"NO! No, forget me. I'm dead. I don’t even exist, so just forget me!"
"But… Bakura, talk to him! He can't mean it!" pleadingly she looked up at the thief king, in hope he would hold Yami for her so she could hug them both at the same time.
Or at last that he talks some sense into the red-eyed teen, so he wouldn’t run away from her anymore.
Her beloved shouldn’t run away from her!
It makes people think he doesn’t want her around!

But Bakura just lost even the last bit of color as she approached him, and he shuddered rather violently.
Anzu noticed his reaction, and of course misunderstood it completely.
She thought that he was happy and pleased that she was talking to him.
And so she managed to grab his hand for a short moment.
"Iiiiihhhh, let go, let go, let go!" he shirked startled and shook his hand until she landed with her ass on the ground again.
Defensively he pressed his poor hand to his chest, as if to keep her from trying again.

Her gaze found Yami again, since Bakura turned to the side and patted his poor hand as if to soothe a scared animal.
Yami backed up against a tree under he gaze, and he bit his lip not to whimper as he smelled more of her way too much, way too sweet perfume.

"I brought you lunch! I'm sorry to let you wait for so long, but at last now I'm here.
I had to search for you at first, since no one told me where to find you, but luckily it didn’t take me too long.
Some of the girls said that they saw Malik storming this way, so I thought I just follow the direction, since he and his weird shadow always spent the break with you.
And so I finally found you, here I am, and you are here, too, and everything will be fine.
But you should really tell me where you go in your break, so I don’t have to search for you and we can spent more time together.
I know you are hungry, I bet you didn’t get any eatable food so far."
She held one of the boxes under his nose after a short, sharp look in Yugis direction, as if to say; Where from, your Light?

This time Yami really whimpered as he smelled it.
But at last his face gained some color back, instead of being pale like a sick ghost.
Because he turned frog-green, and then went to hide behind Yugis back.
He clung to the smaller one and buried his face in his shoulder:
"Please don’t let her get me, make her go away, I don’t want to.
Yugi... You have to help me… please… don’t let her get me…" the smaller one heard him whisper in his ear.

Bakura on the other hand dealt with the situation differently as the red-eyed pharaoh:
He plopped down on his ass, grabbed Ryou and dragged him over on his lap.
"She touched me…" he whispered shocked and looked at his lover with big, blank eyes.
"She touched me… touched my hand…
I don’t want her to touch me, make it go away...
It is icky, I'm sure now I'm going to be sick and die and you will be left all alone and lonely and I don’t want you to be alone and lonely and I don’t want to be sick and die…"
He rocked back and fore and whispered quietly into Ryous soft white hair.

Ähhh
Well, maybe not so different…

Since no one (like Yami and Bakura) paid any attention to him anymore, Marik climbed happily up to join Malik on his branch.
It seems he couldn’t have his well deserved alone time with the blond boy, and that is just mean and unfair and should be changed as soon as possible.

So his hand found 'accidentally' it's way onto Malik's thigh, and from there upwards to more intimidate places.
"Marik, stop feeling me up all the time!"
"I fear that’s quiet impossible, Hikari-Pretty."
"Then I will make it possible!" and with that he dropped from his comfortable tree and leant against the trunk with his arms crossed over his chest, to watch the others.

In a safe distance away from the quick fingers of his pushy half.
"Malik…" came a whine from above him.
"No!"
"But Hikari-Pretty!"
"I said No!"
"I heard it, but I don’t understand…"
"That may be, but then it's really high time you learn the meaning of the word No!" Malik said determined. 'And this time, no begging and whining will change my mind!'

"But I already know what No means!
It means I don’t get to have any fun and you run away from me and hide!
Or that your sister is after me with her pan or her baseball bat and beat me for no reason.
Or that I don’t get any coffee.
Or that I'm not allowed to eat chocolate.
Or-"
"Okay! Then why are you proceeding, when you obviously know what No means?!"
//Because you are my sweet little Malik and don’t mean it like that.
You mouth may say No, but your heart and your body scream Yes, Yes, Yes!
And because I'm irresistible and you love me really, really much.
And later I take you with me, somewhere where no one can find you, and where you can't run away again. You will not even want to run away from me, I will make sure of that!
I will sweep you off your feet and you will not have the will to resist me and you will unresistingly capitulate before my relentless attack.
You will give yourself to me completely and sink helplessly into my strong arms and my name will tremble from your swollen lips over and over again, huskily and hoarsely, while I pound into your tight-…//

Malik hides his flushed face in his hands. 'Horny is no expression with that pervert!! What did I do to deserve this?'
He decided to simply block Mariks rambling out of his mind and ignore all his ideas and comments.
Instead he watched the other two Yamis and their little 'Anzu-problem'.
For a moment he wondered if Yugi and Ryou had the same problems with their own Yamis…

//And then I spread caramel-syrup all over your belly, and chocolate over your chest, and whipped cream over your lower body and honey on your face, and cherry-marmalade on your lips. And when I'm finished with that, I will lick you slowly clean again, and-//

"But I cooked everything just for you two, all alone and without any help, but with a lot of love!" Anzu protested and tried again to hand her lunchboxes over to Yami and Bakura.
With that she strangled Mariks beautiful fantasy mercilessly and without even knowing it to death.
Her shrill voice effectively killed the growing bulge in his pants, and he poked it sadly:
"And again we don’t get any attention… And to think, last night was the last time we were buried in that beautiful body, surrounded by that glorious heat…" he was just lucky that everyone still ignored him, they were too busy watching the distressed Yamis covering behind Yugi and Ryou.

"May the gods help us…" Yami murmured into Yugis shoulder, while Bakura tried to hide in Ryous long hair. He clings to his Hikaris as if he was his favorite cuddle toy.
Yami also did his best to hide behind Yugi and keep him between himself and the walking nightmare.
He backed away, and Bakura slides back on his ass, just to get more distance between themselves and the brunet girl/monster.

Anzu on the other hand just couldn’t understand why they refused to eat her food.
'Good, maybe I am not the best cook in the world-' she thought back at all the mess she made in her kitchen, '- but the taste is not all that important, when I did my very best!
And they can't know about the small fire on the stove. And the curtains. And the floor...'
Then all of a sudden she had a brilliant idea:
"I know why you don’t want to take the box!"

"Yeah, I don’t want to die!" Bakura yelled, and Yami agreed:
"Poisoning a pharaoh will be punished with a painful death!" he told her earnestly.
Anzu just giggled and winked at them foolishly.
She now knew the answer to the weird behavior of her further boyfriends, even when they refused to tell her out loud.
So she didn’t let their little teasing spoil her quickly incasing good mood.

"If you want me to feed you, you just have to say so. You know I would like to do that!" she leant with her back against a tree and sliding down the trunk to the ground, and then patted her lap as if to call them to her:
"Come on. Place your cute little heads here, and I give you something good."

'Och, that’s so romantic, and it's so like them, to think up something like that.' she thought excided in her head, not noticing their faces crunch up in disgust as she said that.
"We can cuddle and snuggle, I will feed them, and then they will tell me that they want to be alone with me.
And then they will tell the others to get lost because they are destroying the mood, and they will leave us alone, and then we…"
She giggled quietly to herself.

Everyone starred at her as if she lost he mind.
And the way she sat there and grinned eagerly, she may as well have lost her mind long ago.
It seems she hadn't even noticed that she said those things out loud!
Yami and Bakura shuddered and trembled and inched slowly even further away, as if they are afraid that every sudden move will attract her attention and cause her to pounce.

They still whimpered and whined quietly into their Lights, as if they are terrible afraid of something and need consolation really badly.
Ryou and Yugi stroked them calmingly and tried to soothe them a bit.
They told their Darker halves that nothing will happen to them, that she will not take them home with her, and in no way will they be locked away into a pink room full of hearts and frilly things.
No one will force them to eat nasty things, or put them in weird clothes, or drag them around, shrieking happily about eternal love and friendship all over the planet.
No one will try to hug them to death, suffocate them in cheap perfume or go shopping with them.

But somehow that didn’t really calm the Yamis down the way it was supposed to calm them down.
Maybe because they didn’t think about those things before Ryou and Yugi mentioned them.
Only maybe they really realized now the danger they really were in.
And for probably the first time in their long, adventurous lives they were afraid.
Afraid for their lives.
Originally they were only concerned because of the 'food' and what it could possible do to them.
They didn’t even think in the slightest what else could happen to them if the girl ever got a hold of them…

And Anzu still tried to coax them away from their smaller lovers and over to her.
She held her weird boxes of doom out toward them and waved them around in the air.
As if that could tempt them!
That was short of an insult, their Hikaris are much better cooks then she will ever be!
'None of them ever burned a kitchen down! Not even at purpose!
And it would be so funny if they burn down a kitchen.
Maybe the school-kitchen, that would be amusing…
We would even help them, give them matches or lighter and everything else they may need…'
And so Yami and Bakura hide behind their lighter halves and squeezed them tightly, and whimpered softly in their hair…

But luckily there was a distraction from another side before they were forced to answer her or even worse, where bullied into taking the box:
With a dull thud Marik fell from his tree.
It just became impossible for him to stay on his branch, the whole scene was just too funny.
With loud laughter he rolled around on the ground and pointed a shivering hand from Yami to Anzu.
With the other hand he held his arching tummy, gasping for breath.
Thick tears of amusement rolled over his tanned cheeks, and his eyes twinkled in glee.

"She tries to call you to her like a fucking pet! Why don’t you go over there, be good little boys and obey your owner!?
Yami-Kitty? Bakura-Bunny?" Marik chuckled even more as he looked at their horrified faces.
"You shouldn’t let your mistress wait; don’t you want to take a walk with the leash around your neck?
What, are you not hungry, is that why you don’t crawl over to her?Maybe she should put you in a box and bring you to a vet, so he can examine you if you feel ill?
And Bakura needs a collar; too, Yami already has his, after all.
And both of you need a tag with her address, and a little line:
'Please bring me home if you find me. I'm lost and my Anzu misses me', or something like that…"

Anzu clapped her hands happily: "Oh yeah, I like that idea! I'm sure I can somehow find some fake ears on a headband, and tails to match, too.
I bet you would look cute and adorable, with all that fur and leather!
And I can put make-up on you, to make whiskers, and then you can sleep in my bed and we cuddle and I groom you and feed you and love you always and always…"

"No!"
Yamis startled and horrified yell made Marik laugh even harder, and louder, and Malik starred down at his lover, who rolled around at his feet.
He shook his head and sighed in irritation.
"Clearly insane." He murmured then. There was nothing more he could say.
But at last the psycho was for once thinking about something else then just his ass and what he can do with it.

For a moment Marik laid still on his back and blinked up at Malik with tears in his sparkling eyes.
And then he burst again out in loud, 'slightly' insane laughter.

In the meantime Anzu still tried to charm Yami and Bakura out from behind their Hikaris.
She stood up and walked slowly over to the shivering Yamis, while said Yamis watched her warily with wide eyes.
It seems as if they didn’t trust her one bit, and would turn around and run away with every sudden move she makes.

Anzu winked suggestively at them and swaggered her hips as she walked.
'They don’t have the slightest chance against the weapons of a woman…'

Marik had stopped his uncontrolled rolling around.
Because now he grabbed Maliks ankle, yanked him down and then buried his head in his lap to suppress his snickering.
All you could hear from him was chuckling and gasping, and his whole body shock and shuddered.
Malik patted the blond spikes; he is used to him being weird and not all there sometimes, after all…

"Come on, you don’t need to be so shy, I'm not going to bite you. Except you want me too.
But I specially cooked something only for you two, you just have to taste it, or I'm going to be really, really sad."
She winked 'invitingly' at the two of them, pouted and sulked cutely of show.
"And I know you don’t want me to be sad, right…"

Suddenly Bakura beamed over his whole face, and Anzu thought she finally won him over, and that he would give in to her now and maybe even drag Yami with him over to her and away from his little pest.
"Oh, I nearly forgot, I promised Ryou to clean the garage! I have to go!"

And for the second time of the day Bakura run away and left Yami to his own terrible fate.
Only, Yami didn’t plan to stay here and let her poison him.
He found his own excuse to get away:
//Everything the thief can do, I can do better!//

(I can't find a proper translation of that damn idiom *grrrrr*)

"And I promised to sweep every room in the Millennium- Puzzle. Sorry, but you will have to eat alone."
Only, he didn’t seem to be really sorry at all…

Bamm, and with a bright light this Yami was also gone.

Anzu blinked in surprise, as if she couldn’t understand why they are no longer here.
Or why Yami would prefer to dust out his puzzle instead of spending some quality time with her.
'I could give him much more then just this…' she looked down at her sorry excuse for a lunch.
Yugi and Ryou on the other hand were curious if their darker half would really clean up the places.
Or if they just drop down into a hammock and sleep until it is time to go back to school for the rehearsal.
'I bet it is the hammock...'

"You know, I wonder what's wrong with them today. They are really weird, running away and stuff…"
"I looked into the calendar this morning, today is a full moon night.
And some peoples react strong and start to act up or go insane."
The sudden, thoughtful silence was suddenly interrupted from Marik loud, bellowing laughter.

"I don’t believe it.
If I hadn't seen it, I really wouldn’t believe it!
Those cowards are really running away!
From such a wrench, like scared rabbits, they urn around and run away!"
"At last they can control themselves without doing everything that comes to their minds."
"But Hikari-Pretty! They are running away! From her!"
"At last they learned that they can't just send everything or anyone to the shadow realm just because they felt like it!"
"But we can!"
"Just because you can doesn’t mean you have to do it!"
"Hä?"

"You know, I think every day is full moon for Marik…" Ryou whispered, and Yugi agreed.
Of course they gained the attention of the girl with their silent conversation.

"You made them go away! It is all your fault! They run away from me just because of you! Make them come back! Make them come back! I want them back! Now! Give them back to me!"
Anzu yelled angrily.
"We never tried to kill them with poison!" Yugi told her accusingly, and Anzu starred at him with her mouth wide open.
How could he say something so cruel to her?
"My food it perfectly fine, I did my very best to cook it! No one can and will die from it!"
Everyone starred at her unbelievingly, his eyebrows rose doubtfully.

"What? It is true!"
"Sure, we all have seen what you did in the cooking-lessons in the school kitchen." Ryou told her 'friendly'.
"Yeah, it looked like you left a Yami alone in there after you were finished!"

"I think I'm talking for every Yami if I say 'Hey'!" Marik protested with pretended outrage and pouted a little, his head still on Maliks lap. But the effect was somewhat ruined as he nuzzled Maliks thigh and bit lightly into the material covering the warm skin hidden under it.
"That’s not true and I will prove it to you!" Anzu cried, ripped one box open and stuffed the contents quickly in her mouth.

But as soon as she swallowed the first bite, the food suddenly got stuck in her throat.
At first she turned green in disgust, and then she changed to blue because she couldn’t breathe anymore. The box slipped from her hands as she grabbed her throat as she choked to unstuck it.
Finally she swallowed it and looked at the teens:
"See, perfectly fine!" as if her food hadn't just tried to kill her.

"Okay…" Yugi said carefully, picked her lunch up from the ground and held it out to her.
"And if you eat the rest, too, then I will even believe you."
"Maybe." He added, but only Ryou could hear that last part.
Both shared an uncharacteristically evil smirk behind their raised hands as they turned away from her.
"Even then I wouldn’t believe it." The silver-haired boy whispered back.

Marik looked from one Hikari to the other, before he grabbed his own and took him away.
Now that his mood was a little better, maybe he could persuade him to have a little romp in a closet…?
He could care less what Ryou and Yugi do to Anzu, after all, how bad can it be?
So what if they poison her with her own creation, at last there is one nuisance less walking around and annoying the world.

'Now if I just find a dark, hidden little place where no one will interrupt us or upset Malik enough to make him leave me I would be happy.' his gazed strayed to Maliks firm behind and stayed there.
Good thing he was walking a few steps before him now, so he had a good, clear view.
Slowly he licked over his suddenly lips…
'Yummy…'

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Str essed.
Irritated.
Desperate.
Hopeless.
Unhappy.
Miserab le.
Pathetic.
Horrible.
Depressed.

Those words didn’t even begin to describe how terrible he felt as he stepped into his office this sunny noon.
He really didn’t feel like opening this door, let alone work in there in any way at all.
But as the principal of this hellhole, also called school, he had no other choice then to abandon all hope and open the gates to hell.
Until now he found one excuse after the other, but now it is noon, and he couldn’t find any reasons to run around the school ground and avoid the place of pain and agony (aka: His office) anymore.

'I became principal of a school the spread good education and proper upbringing in a new generation.
The only thing that really spreads in in this school at the moment is insanity, idiocy and madness!'

He thought back to a woman who was drunk and dancing on a table in front of the whole student body.
Another woman who talks about monsters and traps in a dark place.
A man who sees things flying around through thin air.
Students hear invisible voices talking and laughing at them.
Doors opening and slamming shut for seemingly no reason.

Yes, insanity is one of the only things that breeds and grows very good in this school…

Then, all of a sudden, something dark, small, furry scampered through his empty office.
Several furry creatures run all over the place, little noses wiggling, small paws scurrying over the floor, and black beady eyes watching him intently.
And then he recognized what they are.

And as fate would have it, Marik and Malik passed his window just in that moment, and heard a loud scream:
"Rats, rats, RATS!!!!"
"Marik?! Do you have anything you want to tell me?"
"But Hikari, why would you think it is my fault?"
"Maybe because you where in there, not long ago, also screaming rats, rats, rats!"
Both of them looked through the window and saw the principal staying on his desk and hop around on the furniture.
Just like Marik had done.

The man watched the floor intently, with a slightly panicking glitter in his eyes.
Only, the floor is empty.
There is nothing to see to cause such a reaction.

Malik blinked in surprise.
Should Marik really, maybe for the first time in his whole life, be innocent?
He couldn’t know that the little animals already found some dark corner to hide in, so they didn’t see them anymore.
And that his 'innocent' Yami put them in the office a little earlier that day, as he had to find an occupation aside from harassing Malik, and undress and devouring his body with his eyes.
Since his little Malik had been busy with learning, what is a poor Yami with too much time and a head full of evil ideas to do?
He found another occupation for the moment, of course!
And if a principal is so nice and 'volunteers', with his being mean and unfair and punishing Hikaris and wasting their precious alone time, how can you say No to such a generous offer?

But Malik didn’t know anything about all that, and he would never know, if Marik could help it.
All Malik could see was an adult man, jumping on his desk and screaming the same nonsense as his not-so-adult (read: insane and immature) Yami.

Marik shook his head and dragged Malik away.
It may be nice and funny to watch that, but he had more important things in mind to do with, and to, the blond boy on his side.
And those things are far more entertaining then the principal!
There will be more time later to come back and torture him more.

After some time of pointless yelling the principal finally noticed that not a single animal was in sight, beside the little spider in that corner…
'If I think about it now, I'm not even sure if they were even there in the first place.
Where should they come from, we only have frogs in the biology-room… '
Quickly he grabbed the phone and called the infirmary.
"Hey, Doc. I think I'm sick, or I'm going to be sick, because I see mice in my office.
Rats.
Whatever.
Rodents.
So I'm going home for today, and try to sleep it off.
I think I had too much stress lately, and too little sleep!"

Joey walks through a hall in the school, thinking no evil.
It is nothing special; every day students all over the world walk through halls and pass by windows.
Maybe it was coincidence that Joey chooses exactly that moment to walk by that window in that hall.
Or maybe it was a higher power how made him look outside to witness what happened at their normal meeting spot under the trees.

But who or whatever it was, Joey looked out of the window at exact that moment in time.
And he saw Yugi and Ryou as they gave Anzu a bright pink box.
It is nothing special, nothing out of the ordinary, they help others all the time, after all.
Most likely that weird had slipped from her hand, and they just picked it up and gave it back to her.
Everything's normal.
But the mean, cruel smirk that crept over their faces as they turned away from the girl was everything but normal.
Anzu didn’t notice it, because she looked in another direction, but Joey…
They whispered something, Yugi leant over to Ryous ear, and the silver-haired youth nodded and whispered back.
And the whole time they had such a devious, un-Hikari-like grin on their faces, it made Joey shudder in dread and uneasiness.
Something is going on here, and he was not sure if he even wanted to know what it is.

Joey had stopped death in his tracks as he saw that, and looked a second time at the trio, but the picture was the same.
He rubbed his eyes, unsure if maybe they played tricks on him.
'Something is not all right with me those days, I always have the feeling something is up with Ryou and Yugi. Like they are planning something, something that rather their Yamis would do, and not those innocent boys…'
Joey shook his head and looked back to the two Hikaris.
But all he saw was that they smiled friendly at Anzu and seemed to explain something to her…

Joey rolled his eyes at himself.
How could he ever think that Yugi or Ryou could plot something mean?
'I think I'm getting a little paranoid there.
Kaiba and his weird faces make me a little insane…'

He never noticed the brunet shadow following him down the hall, never taking his eyes from the blondes frame, running over the clothed form adoringly.

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At the end of the last lesson for that day, the whole gang meets up for the rehearsal like good little boys.
Some more, some less enthusiastic.

"So, what are we going to do today? Should we try again what we did so far, or do a new scene again?"
'Not that we did much so far, but we have to do something.
At the end we have to know the whole play without looking in a book, and show it without error and in front of the whole school!'

"No way am I kissing that dirty thief again!"
"Yami-" Yugi tried to calm him down a little, but Yami refused to calm down.
Yugi tired yet again to explain that he doesn’t have to kiss him for real.
He just has to make it look like he was kissing Bakura.
And he also explained, yet again, that he would have to repeat that and any other scene in front of everyone soon enough anyway…
At last if he doesn’t want to sleep on the couch for a really long time, he has to do it.
But Yami didn’t want to think about that particular threat at the moment…

"No, I don’t want to; I want to do something else!
I don’t care what, but not a damned love-scene! Not again!
I refuse! You can't make, because I don’t want to!" he glared in Anzus general direction, who smiled innocently:
"But Yami-chan, you were so great yesterday. You and Bakura, you are doing great and act wonderfully and I totally loved it, but I wouldn’t be mad if I were in Bakuras place, or in yours, because I love you both, but you look amazingly together and-"

"I agree with Yami, I don’t want to play a love-scene either!" Bakura cut in and stubbornly crossed his arms over his chest.
His whole body language made clear that he wouldn’t change his mind anytime soon.
In this the two Yamis agreed with each other.
(Mark this day in your calendar!!! Two times on a day!)

"But I don’t want to do that thing with the weapons again!" Yugi and Ryou decided.
Malik also supported them; after all it was hard enough to keep Marik from all the toys the last time.
And it doesn’t get any easier at the second time…
And Mariks eyes already lit up at the mention of weapons, or 'new toys to put holes into peoples', as he calls them.

"Well, I am all for the weapons!"
"What a surprise." Came it sarcastically from Malik "Not gonna happen, get it!"
"Ouch…."

"No weapons!"
"I don’t want a fighting-scene"
"And no love-scene!"
"No way I'm gonna-"
"I refuse-"
"But I-"
"And-"
"But we-"

"Or we could take a look at the new stage! They finished today with the main work." Kaiba cut into the general turmoil, and they stopped trying to outscream each other to stare at him.
No one made a sound.
It is interesting how silent they can be if you just surprise them enough with a totally different suggestion.
"What? At last its better then fighting for three hours about what we don’t want to do!" Kaiba shrugged his shoulders.

Malik and Bakura grinned at each other, and you could practically see that there was more to their next question then they let on:
"Tell me, did they…" Bakura asked curiously and stepped right beside Kaiba to stare directly in his face.
"…stick to the plan?" Malik moved to Kaibas other side, also starring in his eyes.
"Accurately, point for point?"
"Line for line?" both waited with big eyes for his, hopefully positive, answer.
Kaiba made a nervous step back at their weird attention and looked concerned from one to the other.
What's wrong with them now?
They nearly looked like little children who are waiting for something.
Something big, with which they can and will have lots of fun…

"Ähmmmm…" should he really answer that, or would it be healthier to run away and hide in his basement?
Who know what they can do with an answer?…
'Damn it to sell, I'm not afraid of those psychos, I've dealt with worse people then them!'
"Of course they stick to the plans; it is their job after all!"

"Yes!!!" Malik and Bakura cheered. They remembered all the little changes they made not too long ago.
"Malik?" Marik tugged lightly on his shirt and tilt his head to the side to look with big, questioning eyes at him.
But his Light only giggled and dragged him outside with a wide smile on his tanned face:
"Come on, I want to see that!"

Ryou looked at his own Yami with more then just a little worry in his warm eyes, as the Egyptians rushed out of the room:
"Kura?… Do I want to know why you two are so happy?"
"Why of course you want to know! Why should you not want to know?"

"Because you and Malik are grinning like cats before a mousehole without a backdoor?" Yugi told him with an innocent smile, and the former pharaoh nodded in agreement, his arm sneaking around Yugis waist.
Bakura nearly pouted.
But only nearly, because the great thief king would never pout!
And much less when Yami could see it!
Just as little as he runs away at lunch break today!…

That had been a tactical retreat.
A tactical retreat is totally okay; it's not the same as running away, after all!
And Bakura couldn’t know that Yami left just shortly after his own successful escape.
The silver-haired tomb robber was surprised and astonished how Yami stood up against and survived the dreadful beast Anzu all alone.

And Anzu is still in one piece.
But from time to time she shoot dark glares at Ryou and Yugi, who firmly ignored her, and she didn’t look very happy with them.
What the hell did Yami do to her?
Bakura couldn’t even begin to suspect that Ryou and Yugi tricked her into eating all of her own food.
And that she turned green and nearly fell unconscious after that.
And that the Hikaris left her there with a warning:
"You saw that Yami and Bakura don’t want to do anything with you!"
"It would be better for you if you leave them alone."
"We don’t like it if you always case them away."
"Because we always have to search for them then."
"And we have to worry about what they are up to next."
"Besides, they are our lovers."
"That means, you are too late, you don’t stand a chance, and there is nothing you can do to change that!"
"And if you don’t accept that little fact already-"
"-And move on to annoy someone else-"
"- then we will have to bring out the big guns."
"And you will not like it if we bring out the big guns."
"And that is a promise."

Anzu could only look from one to the other from her place on the ground, before she narrowed her eyes threateningly.
"So I was right, all those attacks were your fault!"
Both Hikaris just rolled their eyes at her ignorance.
"Wow, did you find that out all on your own, or did someone help you." Ryou mocked her, and Yugi nodded.
"Took you long enough."
Both Lights looked down at the fallen girl who pulled herself up into a sitting position.
Her legs were too weak to stand up, no matter how indignant she was and how much she wanted.
She couldn’t get up to jump at them.

"I will tell Yami and Bakura about that!"
"And you think they believe you?"
"I don’t think so."
"Neither do I, they will rather think that you are totally nuts and even more insane then Marik after a pot of coffee!"

Suddenly the both of them stopped smiling, their eyes widen and they blinked innocently and cutely at her…
"But we didn’t do anything…" whimpered Ryou sadly.
"We could never hurt anyone…" Yugi whispered, a tear running down his cheek.

Anzu blinked and gawked at them at the sudden, radical chance in their behavior.
"Do you understand now, Anzu?"
"No one will ever believe you. No matter whom and how often you tell about it…"
"They will just call a doctor and put you in a straightjacket."

And with that parting words they left her there and just walked away to enjoy the rest of their lunch break.
Anzu broke down, sick from her own food, and the shock of what she just learned, and she lost consciousness for the next two hours.

But all of that was unknown to our favorite silver-haired thief.
And Yami also didn’t know about it, and if their Hikaris had any say in that matter, they would never find out…

The rest of the gang followed the blond duo a little slower outside to the backyard of the school to examine their brand-new stage.
Maybe they could catch up with them before they could do too much shit in their overzealousness.
Because Marik and Malik can be surprisingly creative, and they can make quite a lot damage in quite a short time…
As the whole group finally reached the stage, the blondes were already busy climbing around in the framework over the stage were the spotlights hang.

Bakura reacted a little more reserved then Malik as he looked over the whole thing from different angles. All thoughts about Anzu and Yami and how he survived today's events from midday were forgotten as he admired their work.

Yami just stood there; his arms crossed over his chest, and huffed scornfully:
"Showoff! It has to be such a big thing, Mister CEO can't be bothered to step onto a normal, small stage, after all, right?!"
"Mokuba will be there to watch." Kaiba told him as if that explained everything.
And for him, maybe it did…

Yugi and Ryou admired in the meantime the velvety black curtains and the many colorful spotlights, which will light out the actors.
Everything looked terrible professional for a simple school-stage…
At both sides of the stage were curved stairs leading up to the stage, complete with a red velvet-carpet covering the floor.
The background is changeable; you can roll it around on wheels and that way change the setting for every scene.
Constructors are still busy making more settings, and paint them beautifully, detailed and in brilliant colors.

"So, this is our new stage?" Yugi asked hesitantly "Isn't it a little… exaggerated?
We only have to be on it for one afternoon, as punishment!
And why do we need spotlights?! There will be daylight, and probable even bright sun, and we are outside. No one will really need or even notice the spotlights."

Kaiba didn’t answer; he only gave the order that they have to build a new stage.
He didn’t draw the plan, that’s what he pays the workers for!
Why should he care how big the thing is in the end, the main point is that it looks decently und acceptable!
And so far the director didn’t come out to him crying that he doesn’t like it.
At last the school has a proper stage for school events now, instead of playing in the backyard or the basketball field!

But while Kaiba choose to keep quiet, Marik and Maliks giggles and laughter answered him.
They still jumped around in the lighting like two little monkeys on a sugar rush.

Anzu couldn’t resist any longer, she climbed up, stepped into the middle of the stage, and stretched her arms out as if to hug everyone.
"I will christen it, since I have to say the beginning words of the play, if you allow."
"You will do it anyway, no matter if we allow it or not!"
"Yeah, get it over with, and then get out of the way!"

Anzu ignored the murmurs and choose not to hear them.
"There are two families, both strong, and they fight all the time- But they shouldn’t fight, they should better-"
While she didn’t stop talking, she also didn’t say the right lines.
But that was not so bad, because she was interrupted anyway, as suddenly a spotlight fell down just beside her.
With a shrill shout she jumped out of the way in the last moment.

"Sorry!" giggled Marik, not really convincing, from above her as he waved happily.
Anzu looked up, shook her head at him and just carried on.
After all, she wants to use this performance to catch Yami and Bakuras attention.
That shouldn’t be so hard, since she is the only one on stage at the moment, which means that all eyes are on her.
And you need to be brave to go first, that would impress them and help her further.
Yugi and Ryou think they are their lovers just because they are nice to them and hug them from time to time?
'I will show them how it really looks when they are in love with someone!
Right after I hook up with them and they move in with me. Nothing will ever separate us again!'

"In Verona, where everything starts, everyone is fighting.
And they should really stop that and be friends; it's much more fun-"

"Ups, Sorry!" Marik interrupts her again, as another spotlight fell down and barely missed her.
"Don’t worry, I'm all right! But be more careful, that is dangerous!
You could hit me with that thing!
And we know you don’t want that.
Well, on with the text.
Then they feel really deeply in love with each other, and no one ever died, and everyone lived happily forever and ever!
Because that is how this story should end, with everyone happy and with the ones she loves!"
(She will never come to an end with her text, if she always interrupts herself, or just says the wrong lines!)

With big eyes she looks lovingly down at Yami, her hands folded, and her eyes sparkling.
"Yami-dear, what do you say, can't we change the end?
To make it a Happy End? I don’t want Bakura-love to die in the end!"
Yami starred at her in horror as she suddenly talked to him.
The end suddenly doesn’t sound so bad anymore.
All of a sudden, death sounds like a good idea.
And better sooner then later, with the way she is looking at him.

"I'm not your Yami-dear!"
"Don’t call me love!" both protested at the same time, but Anzu only giggled again.
Her beloved Yamis would never really yell at her or be angry with her, after all…
'I will prove to Yugi and Ryou that they belong to me and only to me!
They may be under the delusion that Yami and Bakura are together and in love with them, but I will prove them wrong!
No one can resist me, not even Yami and Bakura!'

*bamm*

And another spotlight broke under Mariks laughter on the stage floor into small pieces and cut Anzu out of her musings.
"Sorry!" the insane Yami called down.
"Hey, you nearly hit me! Stop that, or I might start to think that you do it on purpose, and then I have to send the other Yamis after your ass!
And then they will punish you terrible and painfully!"

"Keep us out of this shit!" they yelled again at the same time.
They wouldn’t mind if she got hit with one of those big, heavy things.
At last that would solve one of the problems, and it certainly would make rehearsal a lot more bearable.
And besides, they had noticed her dark glares in Yugi and Ryous direction.
And that is normally reason enough to make heavy things hit her.

"So, where was I… Oh yeah-"

This time Marik didn’t even wait for her to start talking before he threw the next spotlight after her and only missed her at a hair's breadth.
"Sorry!"

"What the hell are you apologizing for the whole time?" Malik asked his darker half curiously, and tilt his head to the side.
Why would he keep saying that he was sorry when he was, in fact, anything but?
"For not hitting her, of course!" he answered as if it was totally logically and normal and should be expected…

"Please, just hit her and get it over with."Yami murmured desperately and hide his face in his hands.
"With pleasure!" Malik smiled and jumped gracefully down from the framework that held the spotlights.
He landed neatly on his feet and strolled calmly behind the stage and out of their sight.
Curiously Marik followed him with his eyes, and for a change not only to watch his ass moving in those pants, as Malik pushed a button with a wide grin on his face.

The next thing they heard was a metallic snap, followed by a startled, loud shriek, and the brunet girl flew in a high curve into the landscape.
Malik and all three Yamis looked after her with glittering eyes, while Ryou and Yugi shoot each other a questioning glance.
'You did this?' that glance seems to ask.
The short, negative shocking of heads went nearly unnoticed by the other.

Joey noticed that look, but didn’t think much about it.
Surely this wasn’t their fault, right?
For that they would have to build the trap themselves with all the workers around, and they couldn’t do this that fast and without being seen.
'How come that I suddenly think that they could ever be responsible for this or all the other accidents that happen to her lately?!
Or that they look at each other weirdly?…
It seems that my fantasy runs riot with me…
Or…'

And by the way Malik smirked, it seems that it was his idea anyway, and Bakura also was not really surprised as she 'took off'.
And it looked more like something they would come up with then something Yugi or Ryou would do…

Kaiba beside him just shook his head and rubbed his forehead with a sigh.
Since when are such traps built in in a stage?
'First I will fire the idiot responsible for this disaster, and then I will kick his ass until it comes out of his ears…
Catapults on a stage for a classic play…
What genius comes up with such stupid ides, and why am I paying him? He should be paying for being allowed to run free…'

The workers at the side also stopped working to watch Anzu land un-gently in a tree in some distance away.
Since she couldn’t free herself she had to hang there and wait until someone freed her.
Which means she will spend a long time on her tree…
The girl scold and railed and threatened that she will hurt Malik painfully and that her revenge will be terrible and that you just can't even trust a Hikari anymore…

Joey shoots Marik a quick glance as he skipped around in the lighting like a hyper little monkey. It seems he was comfortable up there in the height, and he sat contentedly down on one of the iron bars to let his feet dangle down.
The blond Yami didn’t look like he would take her treats against his lighter half seriously and kill her any moment for even thinking such things.

Then Kaiba just shook his head and decided that he doesn’t want to think about it anymore, it can't be all that healthy.
He also noticed, from the corner of his eyes, how Malik and Bakura shook hands and congratulated each other.
Aha.
That explains everything.
There is the source for those weird alterations in his formerly normal stage…

Instead of saying anything he just continued as if nothing happened, as if there was no catapult, and who know what else, on the stage, where they are to play in front of the whole school.
He showed them the changeable, already finished backgrounds, to show how it was supposed to look in the end:
It was the front of a mansion, complete with a walkable balcony, openable windows and doors, lightning behind the windows and everything else you need.

On the backside were stairs to walk up and out to the balcony or behind the windows, and of course you could roll the whole thing around.
And of course it was made absolutely professional, like anything Kaiba orders.
After all, he would kick out everyone who doesn’t do his absolute best at work, before making his life hell and finding a new job impossible…

"Since this part is finished, we can put it to use and try this scene…" Joey said with a grin to Bakura and Yami, and he hoped that he, yet again, could stay out of it and just watch them.
And laugh at them.
And, to be honest, he didn’t really want to go up on the stage, not knowing what other traps are there, waiting to snap and maybe kill him on the spot.

Bakura growled at the thing:
'I don’t want to do that. Its cruel and unusual punishment of a Yami, to act as a girl!'
But on the other hand, he knew what Ryou would say should he refuse:
'There is a nice, cozy place on the couch with you name on it waiting just for your!' or something like that.
'And I rather sleep in my warm, cozy bed with my soft, little Hikari cuddled in my arms then on that blasted, hard couch…'

And he came to the same conclusion as Yami had some time ago, that it doesn’t make a difference, and so it is better to just give in from the start then fussing around and then break down anyway.
Yami and Bakura came to this realization even before their Hikaris blackmailed them to do this shit with puppy-dog eyes and couch-threats...

The only good thing about the whole thing is that the wrench is gone for the moment and couldn’t bother them for now.
She will be back soon enough, but as Ryou always says, you have to be grateful even for such small things.

That he was still a 'little' mad at her should be understandable, after all it is his privilege as Yami and lover of Ryou to protect him:
All his sweet, dutiful little Light tried to do was save her from certain fire death, and then she had the guts to run off and cry to a teacher about being alive and unhurt!
At last the idiot had enough common sense to just turn around and flee, without needing anyone to encourage him.

If Ryou and Yugi say there was a fire then there was a god dammed fire!
Well, he didn’t see the fire himself, he would have never let Ryou anywhere near the flames if he knew about it.
But even if there had never been a fire to begin with, they only meant well, and everyone makes a mistake sometimes!

'If she ever suggests again that Ryou only does it out of spite I'm going to drown her in muriatic acid!
I wish he would be that mean, that would be funny! We could torture and torment Yami together, and maybe Marik too, if he bothers and annoys us again…
But that will always only be wishful thinking…'
With a regretful sigh he stomped up the stairs and hoped that it would be over as soon as possible…

And he would rather not think about anything that happened at lunch break.
He wanted to forget about it and never think of it again.
He doesn’t need nightmares about bad food and Anzu putting them on a leash!
And where the hell did she get the absurd and totally insane idea that Yami and he ever want to date her!?
She dropped on her head too man times, or what?
But then he remembered something else, something more important:

Und suddenly Bakura refused to set foot on that stage, after he looked up:
"No way am I doing this!"
"But-"
"No, Ryou, I absolutely refuse to go up there, no matter what!"
"And why not, now all of a sudden!" Ryou asked a little annoyed at Bakuras stubbornness.
The tomb robber stood firmly at the last step and didn’t want to bulge from there.
Ryou followed his gaze up and saw Marik still sitting there on his spotlight-bar.
The blonde psycho grinned happily and waved as he kicked his feet.
"That’s why! I refuse to go up there if that-" he pointed at the insanely giggling Marik "-jumps around above me!"

The thief crossed his hands over his chest with a pout and stomped his foot.
"I don’t want him up there; make him go, make him go, make him go away now!"

"Marik, would you please be nice and come down from there?" Ryou asked with a friendly, hopeful smile.
"I don’t want to! You can't make me, I like it up here!"
"Marik, please!"
"Make him go away!"
"I want to stay here! I'm not coming down!"
"Make him go away Ryou, I don’t trust him! He's planning something; he will throw things down at me or something! He wants to kill me, I know it!"

"No, I'm sure he wouldn’t do that, would you, Marik? You're not planning anything." Ryou asked, but Marik only grinned down at them.
Of course that didn’t calm Bakura in the slightest, and he stepped two steps down, just to be sure.

Malik shook his head as he walked up to Ryou:
"You're doing it completely wrong, here, let me."
"Yes, please, or Bakura will never move."
"Marik, you will come down from there! Now!""But I don’t wanna!""I said come down!""And what do I get if I do?"
"I will let you go into the kitchen and make coffee.""All alone? And like I want it?"
"You can put in anything you want."
"Cacao?"
"Yes."
"And a lot of sugar?"
"If you wish."
"And what about cinnamon?"
"Yes, that too."
"And I get caramel-syrup?"
"If we have some left…"
"And can I put walnut-ice-cream in it?" (1)
"Yes, if you have to…"
"And vanilla and nougat ice-cream?"
"And can I put whipped cream on top?"
"Sure, why not."
"Chocolate- streusel?"
"Of course, do what you want with it."
"Und coconut-flakes?"
"Yes, those too..."
"And I can make a whole, full pot?"
"Yes, full to the brim."
"And can I have milk in it, too?"
"Marik! I told you, you can make that stupid coffee like you want it, but only if you get you ass down here at this very moment!"

Marik tilt his head to the side and seems to think hard about it, you could nearly see the gears in his head turning and working:
Coming down and playing all alone in the kitchen and make yummy coffee.
Or not coming down and make Bakura all nervous and tense and twitchy…

Decisions, decisions…

Ryou shoot Malik a weird, and a little bewildered, glance:
"Wow, you are really brave, by the sound of that he will be bouncing off the walls for the next week or two…"
"Why? I said he can make that coffee, I never said he can drink it, too…"

"What? That is mean! Malik, I'm not coming down!" Marik complained indignantly.
His Light just rolled his eyes at him and climbed back up to the spotlights.
Curiously he waited what his little Hikari would do next, and didn’t move from his seat.
And that is why it was so easy for Malik to give him a good shove and throw him down.
The spiky-haired Yami landed with a dull smack face first on the ground.
"Och…"

"Don’t worry!" Malik called down to his friends from his perch, "He is robust, he can take it."
With that he also jumped down, grabbed Mariks ear and dragged him away like a disobedient child.
As he passed them on the stairs, he nodded to Ryou, as he braced himself against Bakuras back to shove the taller one up at the stage.
For a moment both Yamis glared at each other, Marik whined and Bakura snarled.

But after a short struggle Bakura stood growling and swearing behind one of the lightened windows. He couldn’t say how he got up there, and he was not a happy Yami about being here.
The former pharaoh crossed his arms over his chest and stepped under the balcony, fairly ready, without needing someone to drag him up there.
Ryou and Yugi stood beside each other before the stage and waited tensely.
Yami looked up again, seemingly deep in thought, sighing from time to time, and otherwise didn’t move for a long while, and he didn’t say a word.

Yugi was about to help him with his lines, as Yami suddenly hit his fist in his hand:
"Right, that's it!!!"
Before anyone could say or ask anything, the puzzle-spirit turned around and informed them of his new plan: "I will do this my way!"
"I don’t give a damn how you do this, as long as you do something!" Kaiba growled back,
"We don’t want to wait for an eternity for you to finally open your damn mouth! Get it on with!"
"You can do it yourself if you want, Kaiba! I will certainly not stop you, have fun!
If you want to make out with Bakura that desperately-!"

The CEO made a step back and raised his hands defensively:
"No! No thanks, this is your job, you can do it yourself.
Like a good little boy…" Then he grinned nastily: "Or don’t you love your poor little Yugi anymore, that you rather want to sleep on the couch… in that case, I'm pretty sure we can find someone else who want him, since you obviously-"

For a moment Yami gasped angrily for air and glared at Kaiba, looking like he want to jump at the brunet and bite through his throat any moment:
'How dare he to even suggest such a thing?! Of course I never want to voluntarily sleep on the couch, and if anyone ever dared to come anywhere near my little light I will… I will… I don’t know what I will do, but it will not be pretty, that’s for sure…'

"You-" But then he visible pulled himself together, as hard as it was for him.
No fight, much less a bloody one, in front of his innocent Aibou.
He doesn't need to see that.
"Forget it, you aren't worth the trouble." He then murmured and his gaze wandered from Kaiba to Yugi.
'You're doing this for Yugi, don’t forget it, Yami Atemu, you're doing it for him…
And you will get a reward in the end, so just suck it up for now...
I will just do it my own way, maybe it's be not so bad then…'

And so he just marched over to the door of the 'house' and out of sight. You could hear his steps up the stairs to the balcony in the background as he stomped up to Bakura.
The others just shared confused looks.

That’s not right; he should stay outside, not going 'in' the house!
Yugi even rechecked in the book, just to be sure.
Ryou looked over his shoulder and shook his head.
No, he shouldn’t go inside.

For a moment it was totally silent with the two Yamis, then the light behind Bakura went out, and Bakuras shadow vanished from behind the window.
Next there was a bright, flashing light; and it seems like there were three persons behind that window.
And that can't be.
'Must be some sort of visual trick.'
Instead there was vile cursing and loud fighting. Furious clattering and crashing, and then everything were silent again.
Too silent, considering that Bakura and Yami were together and alone with each other behind that wooden barrier.

Then Yamis steps stomped back down the stairs, and he strode proudly with crossed arms calmly out of the door and back to the others.
But that was not the reason for their disbelieving stares.
The reason for their jars nearly hitting the floor came right behind the former pharaoh.
Because behind him walked the Dark Magician with long, graceful strides.
His dark robe rustles silently with every step, and he had his rod in one hand.

His other hand he used to keep a bound and gagged Bakura slung over his shoulder.
The sliver-haired thief didn’t move, which may be because of the big bump on the back of his head.
He didn’t move, didn’t try to free himself from the hard grip or the many ropes he was bound with.
He didn’t even make a single sound!
He just hung over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and let himself be carried away…
With a few quick steps, Ryou was on the stage and at his side.
Worried he stocked over the long white hair, but it seems that he wasn’t hurt beside the bump, were the Dark Magician had knocked him out with his rod.
'He's a pig-head, after all. Nothing will bring him down. At last not for long…' the teen thought affectionately and stocked him softly.
It's not very often that Bakura holds still for long, so he had to take advance of it, after all.
Ryou smiled, while Yugi also joined them.

"Yami! What the hell are you doing!?" Yami blinked innocently down at his lighter half, as if he couldn’t understand what's so unusual about knocking the tomb robber out and 'kidnapping' him.
Yugi raised his eyebrows and tapped impatiently with his foot as he waited for an answer.
But Yami didn’t answer, only turned around as Ryou tugged on the back of his shirt:"Yami could you please tell him to put my lover down? All his blood pools in his head."
//Why, now he has at last something in his head.//
/Yami!/ came it warningly from his lighter half.

Yami just shrugged his shoulders and gave the Dark Magician a nod.
"But slowly!" Yugi cut in, and he heard a disappointed "Och…" coming from his Yami.
"He already has a big lump; one more or less doesn’t matter!"
But sadly, Yugis eyes didn’t show the desired approval…

"Carefully please." Yugi told the Dark Magician, who laid Bakura gently on the ground and vanished in a bright light after a short look and a nod to Yami.
Ryou was right at Bakuras side and laid the ruffled head on his lap to make him more comfortable.

"Yami…" Yugi started sternly, then shook his head and tried another approach.
"No, look. Please, Yami, please explain it to me. But in a way that I can understand it too, if it's possible."
He looked seriously at Yami and folded his hands:
"So, all you have to do is staying down here, under the balcony, and look up.
Then you climb a bit up the climbing trellis, before coming back down.
Bakura comes out on the balcony, and you two talk about your wedding the next day.
When and where you want to meet, and all that stuff."
Yugi tried to explain it as patiently as he could, while Yami only blinked blankly at him.
It seems as if Yugi forgot that he had to kiss the filthy thief at the end of the scene.
All the better, then no one will pester them for refusing!

"Then please explain to me, my dear Yami, if all you had to do was standing out here and talk, why are doing up there and knock him out?!"
"I told you, I'm doing it my way!
Why should I wait, and talk, and argue, when I know our parents are saying No anyway?
Bakura agreed to marry me-"

"Did not!" Bakura protested weakly from Ryous lap.
He was not all there, but he couldn’t let such a statement slide, even when his head hurt like hell and the world moves like a carrousel around him.
'I'm not that out of my mind!'
"But you will!"
"Not in my life! Ha, you can wait until hell freeze over for me to marry you!
If anyone I'm marrying Ryou, and no one else!
Everyone else I'm gonna eat, at the most! Or I'm feeding them to Marik!
Marik eats everything…
And then I can take Yamis puzzle…
Nice, pretty, glittering puzzle…
Wanna have pretty golden puzzle…" The thief king murmured dreamily, his eyes clouded over.
"Wanna have, all gold, pretty gold, golden puzzle, wanna have pretty puzzle…"

Yami and Yugi ignored the out-of-it Tomb robber, as Yami tried to explain his reasons for kidnapping Bakura as logically as possible.
"You know, since we both agreed that we love each other and want to be together, then I can take him with me now, instead of waiting.
One day more or less makes little difference, but if we go now, in the middle of the night, after such a party… Well, people will wake up late, and have a hangover, and don’t notice it so quickly if someone is missing.
We can be far away until they notice, and we don’t have to make that weird, stupid plot with her dieing.
The whole theater-play can be over and done with now, everyone is happy, no one has to die, and we all can go home and have our fun!
All's well that ends well!
Or something like that..."

Yamis eyes moved suggestively up and down over Yugis body, making it clear what kind of 'fun' he was talking about.
"Yeah, but then you would have done only half of the job. And that means, you would only get half of the punishment you would get if you refuse to perform."
You could nearly see what went on it Yamis head at those words:
'Thank gods, no couch! Yeah!'

But Yugi destroyed that bubble immediately: "Instead of the couch, you can sleep on the stairs!"
"What the hell?!!" It came disappointed and unbelievingly from a wide-eyed pharaoh.
"Well, it’s logically: You do half of the play, and you can sleep halfway between the couch and our bedroom."

Deep sigh.

"And you are sure I can't sway you, Aibou?" Yami trailed his finger over Yugis collar:
"You know, I tried so hard to make up my own version, you can't just say No!
Without even thinking about it!
Yugi…"
"But I am thinking about it!"
"Really?" Yami perked up and beamed at the smaller boy.
"Really! I'm thinking if I should give you a pillow, or if that is for no use on the hard stairs anyways…"

"And I had hoped I could escape this cursed, ridiculous and pointless marriage." Yami murmured dejected.
Yugi patted his shoulder comfortingly:
"Now, now, come on. It's really not that bad. We already talked about, remember?
And we agreed that it will be no real marriage, and that you will not be married to Bakura after this."

'Really, sometimes I think I'm talking with a brick wall, with this bullhead of a Yami…' Yugi shock his head and threw his arms up.
Pointless.
Don’t get upset, it only makes you hair grey, the boy told himself.
And as Yami then took his hand and dragged him away, he just let it happen without resistance…

By now, Bakura still didn’t wake up fully, but he whimpered and whined softly, shuddered and trembled. He hides his face in Ryous lap and wrapped his arms firmly around his waist, as if trying to hide from something his little light could protect him from.
Ryou stroked the tousled head lovingly and tried to calm him down:"Everything will be all right, don’t worry, it will be good. What happened, Bakura, you can tell me, I'm here for you, don’t be afraid…"

Ryou leant forward to better hear what the other was muttering:"Terrible… horrible… nasty nightmare. I was… in a room…
A pink room. Everything's pink!
The carpet, the walls, the curtains… everything's pink!
I couldn’t move. Not a bit, not even a finger…
Just lie there… On the Bed… The pink bed…
With the pink pillows… And the pink cover…
And then the door opened slowly…
The pink door…opened…
And I could get up from the bed… I was bound to it… with a pink rope…
To the pink bed… and the door opened…
And she was there, she came in… and smiled…"

"Ryou!!!"

Suddenly Bakura was wide-awake, jumped up and dragged the smaller one up with him:"She didn’t wear anything! Nothing! Ryou, it was absolutely terrible!"
The tomb robber looked around in a panic, but to her own luck, Anzu didn’t make it down her tree so far.
And since she was nowhere in sight, Bakura couldn’t kill her…

Slowly the thief king calmed down, but he refused to let go of Ryou as they stumbled down from the stage.

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"What the hell is that stupid thief doing there?" Kaiba cursed as Yami and Yugi hastily left the stage, and only the silver-haired pair remained in the center of attention.
"Well, the way it looks, I would say he's playing the 'dieing swan'." Malik chuckled.
"Yeah, and I think he's doing rather fine…" Marik agreed with his saner half.

Yami used their distraction to grab Yugi firmly to himself and drag him away from the group:
"I should do one scene, and I did one scene. That means we're finished and can go, Aibou."
And since Kaiba as the 'official supervisor' didn’t pay any attention to them he couldn’t say anything against it…

For a fleeting moment Kaiba hoped the Egyptian pair was right.
That Bakura somehow tried, this time, this single, only time in his live, to act reasonable and mature.
That he tried to play the last scene, even without Yami.
That he, other than the childish Pharaoh, takes all of this seriously.
That he sees reason and gives his best now.
…
….

This was the next bubble that goes boom…
"Ryou!!!"
With that shrill shriek Bakura effectively killed and destroyed every one of Kaibas hopes.
A disappointed growl escaped him as he laid his head on Joey's shoulder, who starred at him with wide eyes.

Marik chuckled and sniggered as he heard that desperate sound:
"You didn’t really think he would comes to his senses, takes the play serious and plays along nice and quietly? Did you?"
"I can always hope, can I?…" came it softly from Joeys shoulder.
"Sure, hope dies last." Malik grinned at him, while Ryou and Bakura slowly walked down the stairs to them.

"Hey, where's the midget? I have to talk with the ass!"
"Well, as you can see, they are both gone. What do you want with Yami anyway? It's no the first bump he gives you, after all!"
"That fucking nightmare is all his fault! Because before his damned card knocked me out he told me, that all evil kids get captured by Anzu!"
Bakura made a face: "And I'm no fucking kid!"He wants to pay Yami back for that stunt!
How dare he to just run away from him, that’s mean and cruel and unfair!
Hew should have stayed here and waited for the thief king to wake up and rob him of all his possessions!
But just as quickly he recovered from his disappointment, as he had another idea:
"Kaiba! Next time I want to play the death-scene, he has to drink poison then right?!"

"And I want you all to stop talking so much bullshit, so we can get it on and get this over with as quickly and dignified as possible." Kaiba snapped angrily back.

"And I want Malik to jump out of a big Black Forest cake, naked, and that I can lick him clean afterwards!"

Everyone turned around to Marik, Ryou and Malik with a dark blush on their cheeks at his words.
Marik just shrugged his shoulders, not the last bit ashamed:"What? I thought everyone can make a wish here?!"
"How can you say that without getting red?"
"You should hear what else he can say…"
"Wanna hear? You can join us for a night, if you want…"
"Only over my death body! Ryou is mine, and you can't have him! I'm not sharing with you!"

"Get lost! Why don’t you take your Hikaris, your Hormones, your horniness and your thoughts of revenge, and get them all far, far away from me!?"
"Already finished? Great!"
Bakura threw Ryou over his shoulder and marched with a big grin away.
"Time to go home, fluffy!"

"Hey! I'm sure he didn’t really mean it like that! Kaiba, tell him that you didn’t mean it like that!" Ryou bristled, but all he got as answer was a swat on his butt from Bakura and a dismissing wave with his hand from Kaiba.
"Just get lost, I don’t care whereto."

Marik looked longingly from the silver-haired pair to Malik and back.
"Don’t even think about it!
You already did enough nonsense today, that’s enough for now!
I'm still sure you did something to the director to make him scream like a girl in his office.
I know you well enough to know that even without any evidence!"
"I didn’t do anything to that fat guy! And it will stay that way until you can prove the opposite!
Oh, and I'm going to make that coffee when we get home, if you want it or not!
A promise is a promise!"
"Hey, I had to kick you down from there!
I said willingly, and not with help from me!"
"But I got down, and that's the only thing that counts!! So I deserve that coffee!"
"You deserve something else, you-"
"Yeah, and I will take that as dessert afterwards! Don’t worry; I didn’t forget about you, I would never do such a thing! I promised to take care of you and your needs, and I keep that promise." And he bite the smaller one playfully at the tip pf his nose.

And then this pair also left, and Kaiba and Joey are the only ones left behind, all alone with each other…

Kaiba rubbed his forehead; he could feel a headache coming on:
"This is going to be the worst humiliation in the history of all school-festivals…"
Joey patted his shoulder with a grin:
"Don’t decry it, or it's going to be even worse."

"Worse then that we never really rehearse, worse then that no one knows his line, worse then everyone does what and how he want it?!
Worse then weird traps on the stage, and humiliating costumes?!
Worse then horny Yamis?
What can be worse, dear puppy?
I tell you!
It can't get any worse!"

Kaiba interrupt his rant for a moment to breath.
"You know, Joey, things like this totally explain the high teacher-wastage in this school."
"I think you are doing just fine. You're a good replacement for a teacher."

Only, is this an insult or a compliment?
After all, Joey hates anything that has to do with school with a passion…

"Good?" He asked carefully.
"Well, we don’t have to do much, you let us go home early, and we can do just about anything we want…
It fine as it is, I just have to watch them embarrass themselves.
Don’t you want to replace the teachers for Math and History also?
I'm sure one of the Yamis would be happy to get rid of them for us so you can replace them…"

Hopefully Joey blinked up at Kaiba without getting an answer from him.
"No? Well, it was a worth a try…"

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( 1) At the moment I always put walnut-ice-cream in my coffee, I can only recommend it, it tastes great. Marik always gets his coffee-ideas from me, I tested them personally….

I'm sorry that it took me so long to get it on with this chapter, especially since I only had to finish the end after cutting eight pages from the last chapter.
At last it was planned that way after splitting it up.
And now it has 30 pages, after adding 'a little bit' here and there…

So it's no surprise that I don’t make much progress, if I always write more and more.
And I also noticed that my chapters also get longer with every new one, and I don’t know why…
But anyway, I already have half of the very last chapter written out and waiting.
So that means, there is no way I put this story on halt and never finish it, so don’t worry when I take my sweet time to update it…
I will finish it, no matter how long it takes me.
I can only say to my defense, that it is now already much more, and takes me much longer then I thought it would as I started writing this…