Author's note:This is my first fanfic(that I didn't give up on halfway through) and it's Yugioh genderbending with Thiefshipping!!!(audience:O_o) What are you staring at!?(sends them an death glare) anyways, I'm gonna use the japanese names so if you don't know, Isis is Ishizu and Rishid is Odeon.

Let's get on with the fanfic, shall we!?(audience:sarcastic clap) SHUT UP!!!

disclaimer: If I owned Yugioh, would I be writing fanfics about it? Don't think so.

"Man, it's cold outside!" Malik said as he shook the snow out from his platinum blonde hair. Marik muttered in agreement as hung up his coat on the hanger. "Isis, turn on the heater! It's effing freezing in here!" Malik shouted as he rubbed his hands together in a failed attempt to regain some heat in his frozen fingers.

"Isis?" He got no answer. Malik frowned and walked into the kitchen. No sight of hias sister there but there was a note that stuck to the refrigerator with a magnet. Malik took it and read;

Dear Malik (and Marik)

I got a sudden call from Rishid and had to leave to go to Egypt. Be back in three days.

-Isis

P.S. Don't set our house on fire again, Marik!

"When will that woman understand it was an accident!?" Marik, who had been reading over Malik's shoulder, exclaimed. Malik smirked. "the first time maybe." Marik gave him a death glare before sighing in defeat as he walked out into the living room. He threw himself on couch and closed his eyes. Malik gave out a small chuckle and went to sit down beside his yami. He picked up the remote before slumping down at the yami's feet. After switching through every channel without finding anything worth to watch he groaned and threw the remote back on the table. A low grumbling noise made itself heard and Marik sat up, rubbing his belly with his hand as he looked at Malik with a pleading look.

"Malik, I'm hungry." He said as he tugged on his hikari's sleeve.

"Then go and make a sandwich or something." Malik replied without much interest while his eyes were glued to the tv. Marik frowned.

"But you said I'm not allowed to touch the toaster since the fourth time I made it explode." "Maybe I did…" Malik said absentminded, still not paying attention to Marik. Marik's left eyebrow twitched a little and he tugged harder on Malik's clothes. Said hikari shifted a little but said nothing. Now Marik got annoyed. He grabbed a handful of his hikari's blonde hair and yanked it hard. Malik yelped and turned his head to Marik.

"What was that for!?" Marik pouted and pointed at his belly who gave a loud growl in response. Malik sighed and rubbed his forehead.

"Tell you what; you can use the toaster just this time. I mean, it's virtually impossible to blow something up twelve times in a row." Marik's eyes lit up and he bounced out to the kitchen. Malik sighed and sank back down in the couch. It was a grave mistake to let his yami take even one step into the kitchen without anyone watching him but he was too tired to care at the moment, besides, how bad could it get? Malik had no idea of just how horrible things were going to go in a very near future.

Marik opened the refrigerator to take out all the necessary ingredients and by necessary ingredients it means anything that's sugar. Marik had become addicted to sugar only a couple of months ago but that didn't stop him from craving at least three kilos of sugar everyday (heaven knows why he never had any cavities). Now, a psychotic yami on a sugar high doesn't sound very good but Malik had learned that that was much better than a sugar deprived Marik. The bus full of people that mysteriously disappeared last month could surely agree with that. After placing the bread, chocolate, butter, sugar, jam, jelly and cheese (He at least has some sane things on his sandwiches) on the counter he turned to the oh, so unfortunate toaster, which soon would meet it's fate. Marik put the two slices of bread in toaster like he had seen Isis and Malik do so many times and pressed down the button.

'Maybe it should be a little bit hotter and it'll get done faster.' Marik thought and turned the heat to its highest level and then sat down at the table to wait, tapping his fingers against the table's surface. Marik was too busy thinking about how hungry he was to notice the black smoke emanating from the toaster. He sure as hell noticed when the toaster exploded, sending sparks all over the kitchen.

Out in the living room, Malik groaned. 'I'm such an idiot!' He thought and picked himself up from the couch and walked out to the kitchen.

Meanwhile, Marik was panicking. He hadn't learned how to use the fire-extinguisher so he was running around in the kitchen trying to think of ways to put out the fire. Naturally he choose the worst way.

"I got it!" he exclaimed. He steadied himself and shut his eyes in concentration. Soon the all too familiar feeling of shadow magic filled the room. Marik opened his eyes and sneered evilly at the burning toaster on the counter.

"You have defied me for the last time. Now be gone to the shadow realm were no toaster is spared!" He laughed like a madman (which he is) and collected all the shadow magic in his hand and then flung it towards the victim. Darkness and flames completely engulfed the toaster and Marik grinned in victory. "Now die!" he shouted as an unseen wind blew the windows open and raged through the kitchen. Marik laughed again as the shadows crept around his feet.

"See that!? No one can defeat the awesome Marik!" he shouted but suddenly he flinched. Something was wrong! Marik's eyes travelled from the floor to the ceiling, trying to detect any kind of potential danger. The air was filled with shadow magic but nothing that could mean any harm to the yami seeing he was the one controlling it. So what was it that made his skin crawl with suspicion?

'What the hell is happening!?' Marik closed his eyes, now concentrating on his shadow magic. He felt the power bend under his control and soon found a disturbance that rubbed it. The power in the magic began to raise against his will and he gritted his teeth in frustration. 'Why can't I stop it!?' Marik was now a little scared of losing all control.

"Marik! Did the toaster blow up again!?" Marik panicked when he heard his hikari's footsteps in the hallway.

"Don't come in here, Malik!" he shouted. "What are you…AAAHH!!!" Malik had barely taken one step into the kitchen when a blow of shadow magic hit him with full force making him scream out in pain. He felt as if he was struck by lightning, shocks of electricity painfully running through his every vein. Malik screamed again and fell to the floor while Marik stared in shock at the scene. Malik twitched a little and stopped moving. Marik swallowed and ran to his unmoving hikari's side.

"Malik! Malik, are you okay!?" He asked as he rubbed Malik's back. The shadow magic that still lingered in the room faded away leaving the two Egyptians on the kitchen floor. Marik desperately shook the lifeless body beneath him.

"Malik, wake up damn it!" He shouted. A wave of relief washed through him when he heard a soft groan from the hikari.

"Oh thank Ra, you're oka…" Marik began as he helped Malik to sit up but his mouth fell open when he got a better look at the blonde in his arms.

Malik's face was rounder, his lips fuller and his lashes were longer. The purple shirt was way too large as it almost slipped off his left shoulder and the curves of a female chest was visible. Marik's breath got caught in his throat and he paled to a ghostly kind of white (however that was possible seeing he's tan) as he stared at the female form of his hikari. Malik's eyes fluttered open.

"Ma-Marik… what happened…!" he started but gasped as his eyes went wide when he heard the sound that came out from his mouth. The voice was way too high to be his own, it sounded almost…feminine. He swallowed, hoping what he heard was just an imagination. He tried to speak again but the same high-pitched left his throat and he paled to the same ghostly-white that currently covered his yami's face. He grabbed Marik by the collar of his shirt and stared him right in the eye, horror spread all over his face.

"What the hell did you do!?" He screamed in his new voice so loud that it almost made Marik's ears bleed. "Look…Look down." Marik stuttered as he pointed with a shaky hand at Malik. Malik looked down.

A woman's scream echoed through the night in Domino city.

So what did you think of that? I'm sorry if there are some errors, My english really ain't that good. Guess who will come in in the next chappie?(audience:Get on with it damn it!) Our favourite thief Bakura of course(If I don't give up on this story but I don't think I will)

Review and you'll get a cookie^^