Chapter 1

"WOULD YOU HURRY THE FRIG UP!" Marik screamed at the cars in front of him. He was standing on the seat of the car, leaning forward so that his hands were on the dash.

"Marik, were in a traffic jam, they're not going to start moving just because you told them too. Now sit down, you'll ruin the seats if you keep standing on them." Bakura rolled his eyes. He loved the boy, but Marik could get quite embarrassing at times. Bakura looked at his partner. They had been going steady for about 5 years now. They would've gotten married, but he preferred things they way they were now. Ever since that eventful night in C** town, Bakura didn't want anything to change.

He sighed, one hand resting on the steering wheel of their new Marikmobile mark II.A sleek cherry red convertible that purred like a kitten. Many things had changed in 5 years. Just look at where they were headed, the Pharaohs wedding!

They had gotten the invitation a few weeks ago. "Oh come on Bakura it'll be fun!" Marik had cried. "Marik, the Pharaoh is my enemy, I want to kill him!" Bakura argued. "I'll go. But only if I can assassinate him while I'm there."

"No Bakura!"

"Then I'm not going!"

"Bakuraaaa!" Marik pleaded.

"and yet here we are. I've really got to stop agreeing with him!" Bakura thought angrily, but Marik's voice snapped him out of his trance. "-en what Bakura?" "What was that Marik?" he asked shaking his head, trying to clear his thoughts.

"I said what if everybody in this place is named Steve? Then what? Then I can just take over them and tell them to move!"

Bakura sighed again turning to look at Marik. "Then I guess you can take them over, but I don't think everyone here is named Steve…" He was going to say something about how stupid he is, but he got distracted by how cute Marik looked. He was wearing a Tux, but he had no tie. The top few buttons on the shirt had been opened, revealing his tanned flawless chest underneath. His messy blond hair a little more disheveled than usual from standing on the seat. Bakura knew that underneath those dress pants, he had on his tiny purple thong. "It's like wearing underwear, but not!" Bakura thought. He smiled in spite of himself.

"Well either way, we're going to be late if we don't get moving!" Marik grumbled, pouting a little. Bakura threw his free hand over Marik's shoulders and pulled him close. "Why does the Pharaoh even want us at his wedding? Were the bad guys, the villains!" Bakura stated. "Who's he even marrying?"

Marik's answer was quick, as if he had been thinking about this since they left. "Well it's a party! And everyone knows I am the king of parties! Besides, I asked who was coming when I R.S.V.P'd and he said that Seto Kaiba and Mokuba were coming, and so was Maximillion Pegasus! There were even a couple of guys from Naruto Abridged because he met them at some point during a cameo! Do you think I could make a cameo in something? Like Dragon Ball Z Abridged! I've always wanted to meet ghost Nappa..." This was when Bakura stopped listening. Now Marik was just spouting a bunch of nonsense about how he could make a cameo in some other abridged series. He didn't even notice when the traffic jam started to move.

Bakura drove to his worst enemies wedding.