Psycho Bakura: Hello, everyone ^_^ It's time for a new story! This story is based on some true events, actually, so it's going to be a lot of fun to write XD
As in all of my stories, Ryou Bakura is Ryou, and Yami Bakura is just Bakura; Marik Ishtar is Malik Ishtar, and Yami Malik is just Ishtar; Ishizu Ishtar is Isis Ishtar and Tea is Anzu, because I can't remember which numeric keyboard buttons make the little e with the slash over it ^_^' I don't know if these people will be making an appearance as of right now, but I'm doing this now, so I don't have to explain later, okey pokey? Wonderful ^_^

Dark Necrophia: The story has to have a disclaimer, so that's what I'm here for.

DISCLAIMER: YGO is copyright to Kazuki Takahashi, and does not belong to Psycho Bakura. No suing, okay? Great.

Psycho Bakura: Well, now that we're at an understanding, please, enjoy my story ^_^

PharaohofDuels: …? Does this have anything to do with MY hip?

Psycho Bakura: Maybe it does… P

PharaohofDuels: RARRGHFLOBBWAGGLE! NO FAIR!!

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ONEHIPPHARAOHONEHIPPHARAOHONEHIPPHARAOHONEHIPPHARAOH

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It was the most beautiful day Domino City had seen for the past month. The sky was clear and blue, the birds were singing, the sun was shining brightly, kids were out playing, and…

"I HATE PEOPLE!"

And Yami lie in bed with a misplaced hip. Arrggghhhh… He could still hear Malik and Bakura's voices echoing in his now close-to-feeble mind…

~"Oh, my RA!! WE BROKE THE PHARAOH!"~

Yes-sir-ee Bob, they broke the Pharaoh. And boy, was he pissed. And hurt. But mostly pissed. He had screamed mindless obscenities at the other two as they ran down the street, leaving Yami behind to be trampled by the heartless pedestrians of Domino City. But that was yesterday, and as we all know, yesterday is gone.

Yami was in high spirits despite his condition, but he was sure that if he saw Malik or Bakura, there were going to be numerous cans of whoop-ass that needed opening. Yami frowned. He would have to go buy some of that, because crutches wouldn't suffice if he squared off with them. Oh, yes, crutches would hurt, but not enough.

Yami sighed to himself. He clutched a pillow tightly between his arms and clenched his teeth.

"Why are the gods punishing me?" he said, making sure he sounded extra-miserable, even though no one was around to feel sorry for him. "I'm just trying to live a normal life… I mean… I'm just… it's just that… I… haven't… I… DAMN IT ALL!"

He would yell like this on occasion. He had nothing better to do. He had tried to count the indentations on the ceiling above his bed, he had tried to completely remember his old Egyptian language, he had tried to use his 'awesome mind powers' to levitate things, but yelling gave him an unexplainable power high that nothing could top, not even brutally ripping a person's soul apart by sending their minds to the Shadow Realm and back. He loved it. In fact, yelling had started to become his favorite thing to do (except playing Duel Monsters). He really yelled at nothing in particular…

Well, he especially liked yelling at the world, people and the gods. Sometimes, he'd yell at himself for yelling so much, and sometimes, he'd yell at his crutches, and then apologize, because he realized that he was going to need their help to get out of bed. And then sometimes, he'd yell for Yugi…

"YUGI!" he yelled.

Yugi was downstairs, cleaning up the kitchen after Malik's failed attempt at cooking. Of course, Malik had run off with Bakura, leaving Yugi to tidy up the mess all by himself. Yugi sighed mentally and frowned.

"HEY, KIDDO!" Yami raged, eye twitching. "I HEARD THAT! WE SHARE A TELELPATHIC CONNECTION, SO EVERYTIME YOU LAUGH, SIGH, OR THINK DIRTY THOUGHTS, I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT WAS SO FUNNY, WHY YOU DID IT , AND WHO THEY WERE ABOUT!"

Yugi had slowly trudged up the stairs and through the hallway, and he stood before his darker half.

"What do you want, Yami?" Yugi asked.

"Can you make me some chocolate milk?"

"Nope. Malik used the rest of the milk trying to make a cake."

"Ooooo! Malik made cake? Can I have some?" Yami asked, salivating.

"I said he tried to make cake," Yugi explained.

"Oh… can I eat some of the chocolate powder we use to make the chocolate milk?"

"No, it's gone too. It caused the inedible disaster in the kitchen. Bakura thought it would be such a good idea to add it in the cake mix, and when they put the cake pan in the oven, it exploded. Can I get you some orange juice, Yami?"

"There's none left. And it was fermented."

Yugi winced. "You didn't drink it, did you?"

"No, but Bakura did. It was hi-freaking-larious! I told him I'd give him some money to do it, and he did, but I never gave it to him. Did you know that fermented juices sometimes become slightly alcoholic?" Yami laughed. "Heh heh. Good times. Can you make me some cereal, Yugi?"

"I TOLD YOU, WE ARE OUT OF MILK, THERE IS NO MORE LEFT. I CANNOT PULL A GALLON OF MILK OUT OF MY ASS. Have I made myself clear?"

"Oh… Well, then… Could you make me a glass of milk?"

"GEEZ! Are you even listening to me?"

"I love you, too, now where's my cereal?" Yami chirruped happily.

Yugi slapped his forehead and walked away.

"Aw, he must be going to the kitchen to fix me some cereal. What a nice guy!" Yami said, smiling contentedly.

This being just the second day, Yugi realized this was going to be one long recovery…

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OHMYRA!OHMYRA!OHMYRA!OHMYRA!OHMYRA!OHMYRA!OHMYRA!

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Psycho Bakura: I'm enjoying this story, oh yes, I am XD Please, everyone, review my story if you get the chance. I'm not continuing until I get at least seven reviews.

PharaohofDuels: That's asking a lot.

Psycho Bakura: Not the way I see it. If they like the story, they should review, and then more of the story comes to them. It's a fairly simple system, Pharaoh.

PharaohofDuels: ¬.¬ Yes… *shifty eyes* I'm the Pharaoh… I understand everything.

Psycho Bakura: *sigh* Just review, would ya'? Thanks a lot, and ~Em Hotep~!