Ok so here's another fic by me. I thought of this one while I was reading Jhazira's profile. There are quotes on her profile that made me laugh, especially ones from other peoples fics, so in thanks I dedicate this fic to; Jhazira, LeoOsaka, Rogue fox, and

Thank you very much

I also want to give a mention to Fliceru01, for encouraging me to do this fic, cheers dudette!

I don't own anything apart from the character Maith.

Oh and Ryou and Bakura are lovers in this fic, just thought I ought t warn those of you who hate that stuff!

Well on with the fic…

Babysitting the Maniac

Chapter 1-Porcelain express

"Projectile vomiting, yes or no?"

"What, you mean I have a choice?"

"Just shut up, and get your head over the toilet!" Maith grabbed a fistful of the Yami's white hair and pushed his head forwards, just in time too, as he emptied the contents of his stomach into the pristine white bowl of the toilet. Maith backed out of the bathroom in disgust, as it appeared Bakura had quite a lot in his stomach.

"I'm all puked out." Bakura said five minute later, as he stumbled out of the bathroom, looking paler than his normal, albino self.

"I'm not surprised." Maith turned and leant on the back of the sofa as he came in. "How much did you drink?"

"I decided to stop after my fifteenth glass."

"And what were you drinking?"

"Black Russians." (1)

"You're stupid, you know that?" she turned back round to watch T.V.

"Shut up, spawn of Satan." Bakura stumbled over to the sofa, where Maith was sitting, and threw himself down on it, taking up more than half of the two-seater. "How long are you staying here anyway, how long is it before you go back to hell?"

"I'm staying here for as long as I need to, until I can find somewhere else." Maith didn't take her eyes off the T.V. screen, and she played with a lock of her waist-length purple hair. "Why, are you desperate to get rid of me?"

"I didn't say that." Bakura looked at her and smiled. He got on well with Ryou's stepsister. She didn't seem to judge, well if she did she kept it damn well quiet. She was staying with them because she had runaway from home. She could no longer stand the way her mother had changed, after meeting and marrying Ryou's father. Maith didn't like Mr. Bakura either, she thought he was false. She had run to Ryou, as she knew for a fact, his father hated him too. She was planning to stay with Ryou until she could find somewhere permanent to live; only she didn't count on meeting Bakura. At first she was scared of his cruel nature (when she first met him, he was attempting to drown a goldfish in the toilet. Only god knows where he got the goldfish from!), but over time (actually over the space of three days), she had become good friends with the spirit (only because she told him that feeding dry rice to birds makes them explode).

They were now both seated on the sofa, watching T.V. playing the advert game, waiting for Ryou to come home from his late shift at the local cinema. (the advert game is when you have to guess what the advert is before anything comes up telling you what it is. Take a car advert for example; you'd have to guess the name and make of the car before anything came up telling you. It's difficult to explain.) Bakura was currently winning 3-2.

Ryou opened the door at half past midnight. He moved as silently as he could down the hallway of the apartment, towards the living room. The T.V. was still on, but Maith and Bakura were asleep on the sofa.

"Awwww, bless them." He whispered to himself as he tiptoed round the sofa to turn the T.V. off. He then tiptoed to his room and got ready for bed, glad Bakura finally had a friend that he approved of, even if it was his stepsister.

Black Russians are very strong alcoholic drinks for the ones that don't know.)

Well, peoples what did you think? It will get better I promise, that was more the introductory chapter, and now I come to think about, the next one will be too, but it will explain all we need to know about Twain and the maniac. They will get longer too.

Review please!