MK: Hey Marik!

Marik: Stares at MK

MK: What?

Marik: What are you doing to me this time?

MK: Oh, -;;...that...

Marik: I KNEW IT! YOUR GONNA WRITE ABOUT ME SELLING ILLEGAL CHOCOLATE AND TEA CUPS!

MK: Actually, no....

Marik: Then what is the subject?

MK: ;; Um, Marik, meet your girlfriend, Kanna. Pulls curtains back, revealing Kanna

Marik: Falls down anime style

Kanna: ;( am I not pretty enough?

Marik: Actually, she's kinda hot...

MK: Glad you like her!

Marik: Blushes I NEVER SAID THAT!

MK: You don't need to say it my friend -

Kanna: Smiles and huggles Marik Yay! he likes me!

Marik: Melts into a blushing puddle of mush

MK: I'm just gonna leave you two alone...Creeps out of room

Just for Reference

Marik = Yami Marik

Malik = Marik

Ishtal = Ishtar

Malik wandered around the house. The Ishtal house had never been so quiet. Ishizu and Odeon had left to their jobs in the Domino Museum, and that could only mean one thing...He was alone with Marik, his psychotic yami.

"Why me?" he moaned hitting his head against the fridge. Malik paused, wondering what sort of insane plan Marik was making to scare him out of his wits. The fridge made a squeak. He stared at the door to the fridge. '...he couldn't he?' Malik grasped the fridge door, and counted to five. He pulled the door open quickly bracing himself. Nothing happened. He cracked one eye open. Nothing except a chunk of cheese that looked to be ten years old. He laughed thinking how paranoid he was, Marik wouldn't hide in the fridge. He turned around and let his guard down. Marik opened the freezer door and jumped on his hikari.

"Got ya" He said laughing insanely

Malik pulled himself off the ground. "Why can't you just go back into the rod?"

"'cause I don't like it."

"I DON'T GIVE ,IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT!" Malik screamed.

Marik tsked, "Someone needs anger management"

Malik fumed. "That.Is.It."

Marik stared at him "What?"

Malik grabbed the Millennium rod, stormed out of the house, hopped on his motorcycle, and drove away.

Marik nodded "Anger management"

At Yugi's house

Yami was running around franticly "ARGH! I LOST THE SLIPHER!" He tore up the couch looking under it , and behind it .Yugi walked in.

"Hey,....Yami..." He stared at the shredded couch.

"I ...Lost..Slipher..." Yami said from the floor, which he was tearing up.

"YAMI NO!"

"Must, find it...." Yami mumbled looking under the coffee table

Yugi pulled him up, "Its okay, I have it, Grandpa just wanted to see it."

Yami shook him violently, "WHERE IS IT?" he yelled.

Yugi quickly pulled out the card and gave it to Yami.

Yami purred and huggled it. "Ahh, my sweet card," He kissed it "I love you"

Yugi stared at him and inched away back through the door.

The doorbell rung. "I'll get it!" Yugi said opening the door.

Malik stood in the doorway, looking like he was ready to kill. He stomped into the house and grabbed Yami by the collar causing him to drop Slipher, "Pharoah, tell me how to get rid of Marik!"

Yami punched Malik in the face, who dropped him on the floor. "Slipher! oh, my poor little dragie wagie" He picked the card up gently "Malik is mean to my special, little dragon isn't he?"

Yugi sighed "Sorry Yami" He hit him over the head with a frying pan.Yami slumped to the ground.

Malik clutched his face where Yami had punched him. "Thanks"

"No prob"

An hour later

Malik held the ice on his brused spot.Yugi stared at him."So your trying to get rid of Marik?" Malik nodded." Why don't you just stuff him back into the rod?"

Malik exploded "HE IS NOT THE SPIRIT OF THE ROD! GET IT RIGHT!"

Yugi clutched the frying pan just incase.This was gonna take sometime