This isn't meant to be taken really seriously. It is just fluff stories that I am writing in between a tendershipping fic thats currently a WIP. I also want to write something humorous, to see if I can improve if needed.

The taxi pulled up in front of the house that a tanned blonde male was idly waiting by.

"Well, this is the place." Marik announced to the pair who were both slightly leaning out of their windows.

Marik smiled as his two companions got out of the taxi. He had been left with this house from the will of his late grandfather, who was an
immigrant from Egypt, he had travelled to Japan when he was a boy. The newly arrived pair lifted their eyes inspecting the moderately sized
home. Marik had invited them both to stay, even though it was a only two bedroom place, these two seemed inseparable so he had two new roommates.

"It will suffice I guess." Bakura said with a non interested air.

"...Its nice, really." Ryou added in response to barely seen irritation that was frothing under the surface of Mariks face.

Marik red-faced turned and managed to hold his composure and keep from stalking back into the house. Ryou and Bakura exchanged glances, quickly looking away when noticing that the other was beaming in his own special way.

They collected their suitcases and hurriedly followed Marik to the door he left open for them. He was already inside and had taken a seat on the couch.

It looked like Marik had redecorated a little, they thought. He had moved most of his things within a couple of days, and decided to offer the room for both Ryou and Bakura to stay for a while.

They heaved thier luggage to the corner of the room to sit by the bedroom door and both quickly observed the rest of the rooms. It was deemed spacious enough for 3 people. The only clutter being a few large egyption books and some jewellery littering the floor on a couple of white towels. Marik motioned them to follow him outside, once they found a suitable place to keep thier luggage.

"The backyard has a place to grow a garden or vegetables." He pointed toward what looked like an empty chicken coop. "That was probably where animals were housed."

"Chickens." Ryou said with a smile.

"What!?" Both Marik and Bakura snapped at the seeming offensive comment.

"Huh? N-no, I meant that it is a house for chickens." Ryou stuttered defensively.

Suddenly as if on cue a fluttering of wings sounded nearby causing Bakura to cry out in surprise. A flurry of feathers whizzed past accompanying the sound close to Bakura's leg, making him look like he was about to fall over in shock. It was an odd-looking chicken that had flown into their yard and was hurriedly flapping its way to hide under a chair, near their back steps.

Marik and Ryou burst out in a fit of giggles at the stricken with fear expression on Bakura's face.

"Chicken!" Marik exclaimed pointing at Bakura. Ryou quieted down after a moment and poked Marik in the ribs.

"Hey, he watched the Alfred Hitchcock film The Birds, last night."

Despite not laughing anymore, Ryou was still smiling. Marik nodded, his giggling not stopping.

Ryou rolled his eyes and a sight above them caught his attention. His eyes went wide with surprise and awe.

"Egads!"

An eagle was circling above them, not to far above the roof. Bakura had begun walking over ready to shut Marik's laughing mouth up when Ryous exclamation made him look and follow the younger's own line of vision to the sky. He swore at the sight that greeted him.

"Wow." Ryou said still awestruck.

Bakura smirked at the awe in Ryou's voice. Forgetting he was horrified he looked around for a good-sized rock.

"Don't worry, Ryou. I'll get the eagle down for you."

Bakura picked up the nearest rock that could fit in his palm. Ryou was the one horrified now and rushed over to grab at Bakuras arm before he had a chance to throw it. Bakura shrugged at this protest and slackened his arms slightly. With a deceptive 'fine' look on his face, he watched as Ryou loosened his hold. His eyes flashed and within the blink of an eye Bakura flicked his wrist back and let the rock loose high in the air. Promptly followed by the sound of Ryous scream, Bakura laughed and rushed off to where Marik had gone to kneel in front of the cowering chicken. The rock had gone nowhere near the bird, so Ryou moved closer to the group a moment later. He had one eye on the bird above but his interest was more on the chicken now.

"Ryou can you go get some lettuce from the fridge, maybe she wont run off if we have food." Marik asked looking up at Ryou.

Ryou hesitated, he didn't want to leave Bakura alone with the two birds, the one in the air and the one on the ground. Marik sighed and got up to brush off his knees.

"Nevermind. I'll get it."

Ryou smiled a relieved smile and took a few steps closer kneeling to look at the chicken. "She is a silkie."

After a moment Bakura looked over to see that Marik was returning with the lettuce. Ryous eyes still glued to the bird.

"I want to name her." Ryou said piping up at the thought of what he had in mind for a name.

Marik brought out a couple of lettuce leaves and tried offering it to the chicken. "What about Hen?" He suggested to Ryou.

Ryou's was smiling at the chicken . "I would really love to think of the name myself."

"What makes you think you get to name her?" Marik challenged, feeling affronted slightly.

"Well...um I just want to. If you-"

"Shut up Marik." Bakura said interrupting Ryou. "He said he wanted to choose the name first."

Marik scowled at the rebuke but by a sudden mischievous spark flashed across his eyes. He let it show when his scowl curved into a
smirk.

"You're just taking his side because he's your imaginary boyfriend."

Bakura's own eyes flashed in anger and a scowl was now on his face.

"What did you say!?" He could have throttled Marik for that. "He is my cousin you freak."

Marik wasn't done yet. "Okay, it's about time you knew the truth, Bakura. You weren't told already that he wasn't real because people felt sorry for you."

Bakura peered at Marik. "No...he's your imaginary friend. No one told you he wasn't really because you can only see him when I'm around."

Ryou was about to open his mouth to say speak when a sudden pain was felt on his forearm.

"Son of a biscuit!" Ryou exclaimed rubbing at the spot where he was pinched. He looked at Marik with an annoyed look, biting his lower lip.

Bakura had almost fallen over in his fit of laughter. "I can't believe you fell for that."

Ryou looked up apprehensively expecting a fist fight to break out any second and reprimanded the two.

"Hey you are going to scare the chicken away. Stop it!"

Marik grumbled about not caring about the stupid chicken and stomped back inside the house.

Bakura had ceased laughing, looking up to see if the eagle was still there. "Its still circling, probably is really hungry." He turned over and noticed that Marik was doing something to get back at him in the house. He got up raced back inside.

"Him and his freaking grudges." Ryou heard these grumbled words trailing after Bakura as he left him and the chicken alone.

"Eh? Oh. They can fight inside then."

Ryou sat in front of the hiding chicken showing her his best polite smile.

He figured this birds was fearful because of the eagle and not the three of them so he was willing to wait until the circling bird gave up.

"It's probably best if I stay out here with you for a little while anyway..."

He moved a little closer to sit next the silkie, and reached out to stroke the feather, brushing his knuckles lightly against them. He began to make a one-sided conversation as he ran through the list of pets his family members had previously owned. He got around to telling the silkie about his grandmothers own pet chicken.

"My grandmother had a chicken nameed Kou that looked like you."

Ryou looked up and smiled as the eagle seemed to see something else to chase after as it was soaring away. He reached out to slowly wrap his arm around the silkie, lifting her with minimum struggle and tucking her under his arm.

Ryou carried the docile chicken to the henhouse with the lettuce in the other hand, to let the chicken settle.

"That will be your name now. Kou..."

Just to be clear the name Marik suggests for the chicken (Hen) was because this is a feminine name in Egypt.

Kou is a unisex Japanese name meaning either happiness or peace/light.