Chapter 1.)
Cosplayers in My Living-Room
Bump! I jumped up. What was that? I walked downstairs carefully, as not to make any noise.
"Get your butt out of my face, Bakura!" I heard one voice say.
"Get your face out of my butt!" Another voice snapped back.
"I can't!" The first voice was speaking again, "Marik's sitting on me!"
"Hi" a third voice said, humor dripping off his word.
Oh God. There's people in my house. Suddenly, as if alerting them of my presence, the floor squeaked under me. Crap, I thought.
"Wait. What was that?" The people stopped talking.
Eh, I thought, now's as good a time as any. I peered in.
The guys in my house untangled themselves quietly and sat up, oblivious to me.
"What are you doing in my house?" I asked fully walking into the room. They jumped up, surprised. One pointed a trading card at me. "Wow…" I said sarcastically, "I'm sooo scared. But seriously, why are you in my house?"
One with gravity defying hair spoke, "I don't know why we're in your ho-"
He was rudely interrupted by one with white, spiky hair, and who had threatened me with a card. "I don't know, but we're here now."
I rolled my eyes, "Where are you from?" I asked.
The two who had answered me immediately said 'Domino City' while the third said 'Egypt.'
Suddenly I realized who they were. "Are you… Cosplayers?" I asked horrified. Cosplayers in my house?
"No," the one with white hair said immediately, looking bored.
"…" I didn't know what to say, I mean seriously. I pinched myself and closed my eyes. Please let this be a dream, I prayed silently. I opened my eyes. Oh God, they're still here. "A-are you literally Marik, Bakura, and Yatem?" I stuttered.
"Yatem?" Yatem asked.
"Uh, yeah… That's what my friend calls you," I began. Yatem asked why looking annoyed. "W-well, she mixed your names, yuh know. Yami and Atem. Unless you prefer Yatemi." I said thoughtfully. Yatem's eye twitched. "Ummm…" I said quickly, "so, are you?"
"Yeah, I guess," Marik finally said. Bakura agreed, and later on Yatem agreed, though he didn't look happy with his name.
CZR: 'kay, here you go. Have fun with my lame-o story.
Bakura: If you don't review I'll banish your mind to the shadow realm and then I'll tear your limbs off one by one-
CZR: Okay Bakura, let's not get violent…
Bakura: Pwease. *Gives puppy dog eye glare*
CZR: pfft, it only works when Ryou or Yuugi does it.
Bakura: Ryou, give Clairissa the puppy dog eyes.
Ryou: Why should I?
Bakura: … Because if you don't I'll give you wankers' cramp.
Ryou: O.o *gives CZR the puppy dog eye glare*
CZR: Okay fine! *grabs a chainsaw* this could be fun...