Andra: Yay for another random spur-of-the-moment fic, though it's not a one-shot, but it is a humor fic. Well... I guess it'll be a one-shot if nobody likes it, but that's not the point! SO! ONWARD!

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, Gravitation's Kumaguro, Kingdom Hearts 2, Wheaties, or any other random thing that might pop up... Cause I'm not that cool.

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A beam of sunshine came in through the window in Marik's room. That was unusual, because last time the blond yami checked, he didn't even have a window. A frown creased his tan face as he tossed back his Kumaguro blanket, though no one entered his room, thus no one knew that he had it, and walked to the new window, glaring all hell down at the two hikaris below it, throwing a ball back and forth. He pulled on a pair of blue jeans, and decided that a shirt wasn't important as he stormed down the stairs.

Once downstairs, Marik found Bakura and Yami sitting in his living room playing his copy of Kingdom Hearts II on his Playstation 2. A growl escaped the blond as he stormed outside and walked around the house to look at Malik and Ryou, who were playing catch with a clear bouncy ball that lit up everytime it hit something.

"... And then he threw his icky smelly shoe at me!" Malik was saying. Ryou made a face.

"Did he just have it on his foot?" the white haired hikari asked. Malik caught the ball and made a face.

"Yes!"

"Why. The. Hell. Do. I. Have. A. Window?" Marik ground out between gritted teeth, which scared Ryou and Malik so bad that the ball flew out of Malik's hand and smacked Ryou right in the forehead.

"OW! MARIK THAT HURT!" Ryou yelled, causing Bakura to practically appear beside his hikari and then fall over laughing. Ryou and Malik ignored Bakura, as always.

"First off, stop scaring people. Second off, we installed it last night while you were sleeping to piss you off. Come on, Marik, honestly. Every room in the house has a window. Yours has always had a window, but it's just been covered up by your clothes," Malik stated. Marik, who had been about to go over and strangle Bakura, stopped and looked at his hikari, and everything went silent.

Marik's violet eyes began to ponder this until the light up ball came and smacked him right in the forehead, causing the pondering yami to simply stumble backwards. He took the ball and looked at it before examining both Ryou and Malik.

"... Why are you playing this in broad daylight...?" he asked. Malik and Ryou shrugged.

"Couldn't find another ball," Malik stated, earning giggles from Ryou. Marik rolled his eyes and went back into the house, trying to find the phone to call... someone, only to see Yami still playing his game. Another growl came from him as he stormed into his room, and curled up under the Kumaguro blanket to go back to sleep after throwing clothes at the window so no light go through.

Meanwhile, outside, Bakura turned to Malik, and Ryou turned to Bakura. Malik looked at Ryou. It was Bakura who spoke.

"Who pissed in his Wheaties?"

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So... yeah. Whether you lovely readers like it or not depends on whether or not I'll continue it. Feel free to suggest things for the next chapter, and I'm requesting FIVE reviews for an update.

Ciao,

Andra