This is my first story so I hope you enjoy it !

Chapter one

"WOULD YOU STOP THAT NOISE ?!" Barked the Thief King as he knocked over Yami Marik's door.

"What's your problem with doors ?!" yelled Y. Marik, "That's the third one this week !"

"Well, if you love your precious door, stop that effing rock music !"

"You're not the boss of me, Florance !" he smirked

"…What…did..you..call me ?" Bakura glared

"You heard me," Y. Marik grinned, "FLORANCE !"

"YOU ARE DEAD !" The white haired man tackled him.

Their shouts and yells were heard (as usual) down stairs, where Atem sat reading the news paper with Yugi beside him.

"Those two never quit, Yugi" The Pharaoh sighed.

"Well, it could be worse." He smiled at his friend.

Yugi's smile caused Atem to grin as he let down the newspaper.

Just then, they heard footsteps coming down the stairs, Atem gave a sigh and looked at the two men standing in front of him.

" Pharaoh ! tell this dimwit that can't stand his music all day !" Bakura snapped.

"Well, tell him to stop breaking down all my doors !" Y. Marik protested.

Yugi blinked and looked to Atem, whom obviously was going to shout at both but stopped himself.

Atem stood up and glared at the men, "When will it end ?" he said simply.

Bakura calmed down then rubbed the back of his head and looked at Y. Marik, whom also felt ashamed of what he had done.

"I swear to Ra, you two are just children! You keep shouting and yelling all day ! That's all you do !" Atem yelled at both, "I'm not solving anymore of your stupid arguments because I had ENOUGH !" he stomped up to his room.

"W-wait ! Atem, please !" Yugi followed his darker half up the stairs, leaving Yami Marik and Bakura down stairs, where they both sat down on the couch.

Three hours passed and the room was silent. Bakura often looked at every ten minutes. Wanting to break the awkward silence, he picked up the phone and dialed a number.

" What are you doing ?" Y. Marik looked at Bakura.

"What does it look like I'm doing ? I'm calling her.."

"Good idea," Y. Marik nodded, "It's better if she talked with the Pharaoh instead of us."

Bakura agreed and resumed in dialing the number. Soon, the person on the other side picked up.

"Oh ! thank Ra !" Bakura grinned as the person on the other side giggled a bit.

"Yes, Kura ? need anything ?" She answered

"Oh, but I do ! you see, Marik and I had another one of our little fights and-"

"and Atem got mad, barged up the stairs and locked himself alone" she interrupted hid last sentence.

"Yes….we need you to cheer him up a bit…sorry about that," he sounded upset.

"I'll be right over" she hung up and Bakura sat back down.

Five minutes later, Yugi came downstairs with an upset expression on his face.

" I hope you're both happy…" Yugi began, "he's unhappy.."

Bakura looked down and closed his eyes, Y. Marik looked away with an upset frown.

'I just hope Azuka can cheer him up….' Bakura thought.