And here is chapter two! Man this was a killer to get up. I had the whole thing written on the documents section here. Then when I clicked the save button, I lost my internet connection. I had the first page saved on Microsoft Word, so I had to start from there. Enough of my rambling, get onto reading the fic.

Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh, or Fruity Pebbles. Though I wish I did. How cool would that be to own a cereal? Bet you thought I was talking about YuGiOh

"The kid is staying. He knows too much and he'll go and tell the Pharaoh's brat and his group everything." Marik stated. I sighed in irritation. Not only did I have to put up with Marik tagging along, but now I had to drag Ryou along as well. I took a breath keeping my composure easily. It made no difference in the long run. I assured myself and folded my arms across my chest. A smirk broke across my face at the expression on Ryou's face. He looked like he would burst into tears at any second.

"Fine, he'll come along as well." I agreed and leaned against the wall.

"I-I don't want to come with." Ryou choked looking between Marik and myself with a terrified pleading expression. Before I had a chance to respond another voice called from outside the room.

"Ryou, do you have someone over?" Fantastic, it was his father. I looked to Ryou and mouthed 'Do not say a word.'

"No father, I am just watching TV." I answered imitating Ryou's voice.

"Well turn it down! I am trying to sleep." He commanded. A door shut and I assumed that he had returned to his own bedroom. I turned back to see Marik looking highly amused and Ryou scowling, obviously not liking how I responded for him.

"You should be thankful his dad is a moron." Marik declared in a quieter voice.

"My father is not a moron!" Ryou protested weakly.

"Yet he did not think it was odd that you were watching television when you clearly do not have one in your room." Marik replied coolly motioning around the room. Ryou opened his mouth but no sound came out.

"That could create quite a problem." I mused aloud.

"What?" Marik looked back to me raising an eyebrow.

"When is your father leaving?" I directed the question to Ryou, ignoring Marik.

"Wh-what?" He stammered looking confused.

"I asked when your father was leaving." I repeated growing irritated. Not only would these two get in my way, but they were fools as well. "Well? Are you going to answer me or stand there gawking?" I demanded harshly. Ryou flinched stepping backwards.

"N-n-next week." He muttered looking warily up at Marik then back to myself. I sighed in exasperation.

"You will tell him you are going camping with your friends for the week." I commanded, leaving no room for objection. Ryou blinked and muttered something under his breath. I was too far away to hear but judging by Marik's outburst of laughter I assumed that he had heard. I shrugged not caring in any way to hear his snide comments. "What are you standing around for? Go." I commanded pointing towards the door.

"B-but it's nearly two in the morning. Why would I be going camping so late? And I cannot wake him up." Ryou muttered a mumbled explanation.

"Then it appears that we will be spending the night here." I proclaimed, irritated by the fact. Marik shrugged and dropped onto the couch.

"And to make sure you don't try to run away," Marik smirked and snatched one of Ryou's wrists and jerking him forward. Ryou tripped and fell on top of Marik who promptly wrapped his arms around his waist trapping him "you will be sleeping right here."

I rolled my eyes taking off my jacket, proceeding to lock the door. If Ryou's father were to walk in, any plans to leave the house without banishing him to the Shadow Realm would be in vain. I pulled back the already wrinkled sheets lay down. The lights had never been turned on saving me another task.

"I won't run away you can let go of me." I heard Ryou pleading. He received no answer aside from Marik's laughter.

"Hey, Ryou. It's nine already. Wake up!" Ryou's father's voice boomed through the room. I could hear the doorknob being worked and smirked. "Why is your door locked?"

"I am awake." I called, once again answering in my hikari's place, deciding not to answer as to why the door was locked.

"Alright." He responded and judging by the sound of his retreating footsteps I could be assured that he had left. I cast the blankets aside and stood, stretching. I looked over to the couch. Ryou looked despairingly up at me, Marik was still sleeping, snoring loudly. 'How did his father not hear that?' I thought absent-mindedly. I strode across the room and thumped Marik on the head.

"Wake up." I demanded. Marik grunted in his sleep and rolled over, falling off the couch crushing Ryou beneath him.

"The hell?" Marik growled looking around. Realization flashed through his eyes and he smirked yawning in a cat-like manner.

"Please get up. I cannot breathe!" Ryou gasped, his voice muffled. Marik looked down and grinned and rolled over to where all of his weight was pressed on Ryou who flailed madly beneath him.

"What was that? I thought I heard something." He taunted.

"Quiet down imbeciles." I growled hearing movement outside the door. The doorknob twisted and a clicking noise resounded through the room signaling that the door was unlocked. I turned and motioned wordlessly to the small closet. Marik nodded and jumped to his feet pulling Ryou with him into the closet. As soon as the closet door slid shut, the bedroom door opened. Ryou's father stepped in looking suspiciously around the room. I stepped in front of him about to speak when I realized that I was supposed to be acting as Ryou.

"Son, you know I do not want you locking your door." The man chided sternly. I looked away trying to appear sheepish and apologetic.

"I am sorry. It will not happen again." I muttered softly. Apparently his father had not changed much. He softened up instantly, clearly believing that I was Ryou. He smiled kindly.

"My how you have grown!" he exclaimed. "Every time I come home you are grown up more and more." He added sadly. "Some day you are going to be fully grown and have a house of your own." He patted my shoulder and turned "I am afraid that I will be heading out early for my next dig."

"Is that so? How much earlier?" I asked looking up a bit. This was not good, I still needed to know about the other holders of the items.

"My flight leaves in a few hours. I am going to Greece this time. I will call you when I get there." he answered, looking apologetic.

"Make sure to send a post card." I added with a smile. "Good luck dad." I waved. At that time, when I thought that everything would go on without a hitch, a loud crashing noise erupted from the closet. Ryou's father jumped back startled. I could hear muffled shouting coming from the closet. The man ran to the closet door and pulled it open, I stood back trying to come up with the next course of action.

"Son, why did you say you did not have others over?" He looked back to me looking a bit disappointed and irritated. He looked back in the closet and froze. He kept looking from me to the closet mumbling something that minutely sounded like 'Impossible.'

"Well now, it looks like the car is out of the bag." Marik commented and stepped out of the closet pushing past Ryou's father, dragging Ryou with him a hand still secured over his mouth.

"What is going on?" the man asked sternly. Ryou began shouting, though it came out sounded like a garbled unintelligible whine.

"I apologize, but that I cannot tell you. However, if you cooperate and follow each and every single order I issue, there will be no… repercussions." I answered sneering. Though the first plan seems to have failed, there is another way to get everything I need. For a moment it looked as if he were going to try to take down Marik, but he stopped in mid-step. That was a wise choice on his part. Ryou's father nodded gravely, remaining silent. "First. You will tell no one what has happened here. Not one word to anyone. If someone is to ask where Ryou has gone, tell him or her that Ryou has gone… camping, with friends. Second. You will give over all the money in the house. That includes your credit cards and airline miles. Third. You will not object to Ryou coming with us in any way. Last. You will tell me everything about the remaining six members of your team. Am I understood?"

"And if I refuse?" he responded crossing his arms, apparently trying to look in some way threatening. I smirked and turned my head to Ryou.

"Do you really want to know the answer to that?"

Ryou's father looked between the three of us despairingly. His shoulders slumped and he shook his head looking defeated. "Then get to it. Now." I commanded clapping my hands together for the sheer amusement of making the man feel even more inferior. He left the room quickly and I could hear him tearing through the drawers in the house. Marik scowled and looked down at Ryou.

"Did you just bite my hand? Stop that!" Marik ordered looking a bit pained.

"Hikari. You will obey me, or your dear father will be banished to the Shadow Realm." I snarled. Ryou glared but stopped trying to escape. Ryou's father re-entered the room and held out the money, as if I were diseased and taking one step closer would cause him to burst into flames. I snatched the money out of his hands, returning his glare with a sneer.

"I have no information on who was in my team or where they have gone. This was a confidential dig so we had to work under code names. I do not have any pictures either." He stated, taking great care to keep any hint of emotion out of his voice. I scowled at the news.

"You had better think twice about saying that. If that is a lie…" I let my statement trail off.

"If I knew anything I would tell you." He replied, head hung low. I sighed in exasperation but believed what he said. He would not risk his son's safety.

"Look at the time. Your plane leaves shortly. You would not want to raise suspicion. So leave." I demanded pointing to the door. He looked regretfully towards his son and stood still. "As long as you do not break one of the rules, no harm will fall upon the boy. Now, leave." The man sighed and left the room. I could hear his footsteps fading until the front door opened and shut. I looked through the large wad of cash and cards. I could briefly make out the sound of a car engine starting; it took a while before it had driven away. Marik released his hold on Ryou who remained silent. I stuffed the money into my pocket a feeling of triumph swelling inside, even though I had no idea of the whereabouts of the other items. That had not been an issue before so I could not imagine it being an issue now.

"So where are we going now?" Marik asked, dropping onto the computer chair. "Six items to go, and they could be anywhere from next door to the US." He commented spinning around in the computer chair.

"Simple. I already know the corporation that employed that team. We will go to the main site and retrieve the information on who was on the expedition and where they are now."

"So what are we sitting around here waiting for?" Marik asked, stopping the chair to where he was facing me. I shrugged and turned to the door.

"You have a car, right?" I asked crossing my arms. Ryou nodded mutely "Good. We are leaving in ten minutes, so pack, change your clothes, and lock up the place."

"Would you like for me to pack extra clothes for you and Marik?" Ryou asked in a monotone voice rising to his feet.

"Whatever." I shrugged opening the door and walking into the dining room planning to eat before I left. Though money, at the moment, did not seem to be an issue, wasting it on food would be idiotic. I looked through the pantry and chose one of the many colorful boxes of cereal. "If one were to be looking through here, they would think that a seven year old is the one who does the shopping." I muttered pouring the multi-colored flakes into a bowl and drowning it in milk. It was one of the most disgusting things I had seen in my existence. I dug out a spoon and took a bite of the cereal. Instantly I was gagging. It was as disgusting as it looked. It tasted like straight sugar. After swallowing the atrocity I dumped the rest into the garbage. It looks like I am buying food after all.

"The rainbow throw up on a box?" Marik asked and poured the cereal into a bowl. I watched in disgust as he downed the whole bowl and another two to follow. He tossed the bowl into the sink and lifted up the box. "Fruity Pebbles. That about sums you up Bakura." He smirked and walked away. I scowled glaring after him. I found some granola bar and swallowed it down, trying not to taste the sugar-filled bar.

Ten minutes passed quickly. Marik stuffed the suitcase into the trunk of the small, light blue car. I had suffered through watching Ryou's many Drivers' Ed classes so I took the driver's seat. Marik took the passenger's seat and Ryou slunk into the back seat with a few pillows and blankets. I started the engine and took a breath. This was it. This was what could very well be my last attempt at collecting the Millennium Items. The tension was so thick in the overstuffed car that it was nearly tangible.

"Take a good look. This could very well be the last glimpse of this place as you know it." I declared, looking around a bit grinning. And so it finally begins.

And so concludes the second chapter. I do hope you liked it. Leave a review please. I appreciate each and every review!