"Nnnnn..." A small moan escaped Marik's lips as hot water hit his back. It was good to be back where running water was common. Oh how he'd missed this...

"Where the hell is my shirt?" Bakura screamed inside his head. He threw everything in his room into one corner without any success, and walked into his closet...

Marik turned the water off slowly, already missing the warmth, and pulled the curtain open...

"..." Bakura was dumbfounded. Where the hell was he?

"OHMAHGAWD!" A girl stood in front of him a black stick of charcoal in her hand. She threw the charcoal in the air in surprise, making the "eye-liner face."

"DZZZZZZZZZZH!"

Bakura's head spun...What the hell was that noise?

"Uh...?" Her eyes were wide in shock, "?" Suddenly she grabbed a towel and threw it at his groin and ran from the room...

"Shit!" The noise stopped and Bakura's head stopped spinning. He opened the sliding door and saw a long haired brunette rubbing her head cautiously, wincing every now and then.

"Um...where the hell am I?" Bakura inched toward the girl.

Her head snapped up at the voice and jumped a foot off her futon.

"Who..the hell are you?" She cocked her head to the side and set the hair dryer down...

"Kat!" The girl yelled into a telephone, "There's a nakie man in my bathroom!"

Marik hears from the phone, "THERE'S A HALF NAKIE MAN IN MY ROOM!"

She was still rambling while the other girl was still talking.

"AND I CAN SEE everything!" She hushed the last few words, "And he's pretty excited right now..."

"MONICA! MONICA! CALM THE FUCK DOWN! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" The person on the other end screamed even lounder than the girl named Monica.

"I CAN'T CALM DOWN! THERE'S A MAN IN MY PRESENCE!" She screamed back into the phone. "HURRY UP AND COME OVER HERE!"

She was screaming like she was in mortal danger.

"Oh, hold the fuck on! Let me get Limey over here a shirt and let me get dressed..." She hung up the phone and stared at Bakura. "Find a shirt."

She walked to the closet and threw a hoodie at him.

Monica hung up the phone and turned around slowly with a scared look.

Marik broke the silence, "Are you done freaking out now?"

"...No..."

"Find me some clothes!" Marik yelled.

"Uh-o-oh yeah. Right." She scuttled off to another room.

"W-what are you doing in here Monica? Get out of my underwear drawer!"

"T-this is important!"

She threw the underwear at him and made an odd noise as she fell over herself when her foot slipped on the rug.

He looked at her sideways, "I like that noise..."

"Oh GAWD!" She ran off to her room to get dressed. She was wearing green and yellow boy-shorts that said "POW!" on the butt...

"Come on. Monica's having a freaking meltdown. Get in the truck." The girl hopped into the black truck and revved the engine to signal him to "Hurry his Limey ass up!"

"What the hell is your name anyway?" The girl shot a side-ways look at him as she pulled out of the garage.

"Bakura..."

"Kat. Welcome to the hectic world that is mine." She grinned and sped down the road.

"KAT!" Monica latched onto Kat's leg and rubbed her cheek on it over and over again.

"Oh! Hey Bakura!" Marik waved, still in the borrowed underwear of Monica's brother.

"Oh, get off-" Kat stopped, "Wait, you two know each other?"

"Yeah...Unfortunately." Bakura said dead-panned.