Well, here's the next chapter. Thank you to Miss petalpixie for being my first reviewer! That little review kept me going with this. Anyways, enjoy the fic, and stuff XD

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"Remind me why here again?"

Yugi was complaining. He'd been doing that for awhile now, ever since Atemu had gotten some weird invitation, and then had the nerve to drag him away from his half finished puzzle. Did he not understand the horror of a half finished puzzle?

Atemu sighed, this being the 4th time having to explain things to his whining hikari. "I told you already Aibou, it's like this. Whenever we get an invitation to some seemingly harmless get together, it turns out to be a plot for some great evil, and then the world is thrust into chaos. So, here's the invite, here's the place of the gathering. Now we just need the eternal darkness and shadows. Is it really that hard to understand?"

Yugi decided to ignore the last statement, instead looking to the entrance across the peach colored room. "Are they the eternal darkness and shadows you were talking about?"

Atemu followed his gaze, smirking as a rather annoyed looking Ryou came in, dragging an equally (if not more so) annoyed Bakura behind him. They were followed by Malik and Marik, both sporting similar facial expressions. Yugi was surprised that Ryou and Malik had managed to get this far without suffering the wrath of their respective yamis, but then he noted that the diabolical duo had had their hands bound together with…duct tape?

"Ryou-kun! Malik-kun! What are the two of you doing here?" Yugi asked, joining the two named individuals in the middle of the room, Atemu following behind him. "Were you invited too?"

Ryou nodded. "Bakura found the invitation first. He was willing to kill them then and now. Thus came the makeshift straightjacket."

Atemu nodded in understanding while said yami narrowed his eyes. "Oh, and I suppose talking with them will make everything better! Never mind that they have no idea of the world, or they can't stand the sight of blood. They have a fuckin' Shadow Realm, for Set's sake! A Shadow Realm! Not dying, not Hell, Shadow Realm! Have you heard what they did to my voice? I sound like a Brit with a throat infection!"

"Quiet Bakura or we'll turn you over to them. No more swearing, no more killing, no more blood, and no more decent sounding voice. Is that what you want?"

Bakura frowned, his face contorting in something dangerously resembling a pout. It wasn't a real pout, of course. The thief of shadows did not pout. He jerked his head over to Marik. "Don't you have anything to say about this?"

Marik, who was contemplating the peach walls and considering how they'd look smeared with blood, turned to look at him. "Huh?"

"What do you think of this whole set up? I mean, why should people like them want to come here? They have their own country to mess up!"

"Hey guys! Are we in the right place?"

The group turned. Jounouchi had entered, followed by Honda, Anzu, Shizuka and Otogi, each entering the room hesitantly, as if expected to be assaulted by shadows at any moment. And with good reason.

"Hi Jounouchi-kun! What are you doing here?" asked Yugi, eagerly running over to the rest of his friends, who flashed him grins.

"We got some invites that they were coming to mess with us. I'll show them! Giving me that ridiculous accent, those bastards…"

And he was off, rambling about every sin they had every done to anyone in the anime business, Yugi, brilliant boy that he is, had a sudden epiphany.

"Hey Jounouchi-kun?"

"Taking out all the fun violence, and making me look stupid…yeah?"

"Who are they?"

His question was met with open mouths, wide eyes, and all around doubtful looks. Except for the three ex-spirits, who were far to dignified to do such a degrading thing. Atemu made his way to the group, flashing them an apologetic look. "I never told him." He admitted.

Cue simultaneous anime fall

"What?! Atemu, this isn't some god of eternal darkness or mass serial killer we're talking about. This is serious! This is a matter of our freakin sanity here!" cried Jounouchi, whose 'freakin sanity' seemed to be twisted enough without any help from them. He began to walk back and forth, hands flailing about for emphasis, while the others looked on. "Does that even MATTER to you?"

Atemu rolled his eyes. "Yes, it does. Pardon me for not being the most flawless person on this planet."

Jerking Yugi away from the rest of the group, leaning down to whisper in his ear. Yugi nodded, then blushed, then frowned, then smirked, then narrowed his eyes.

Then grinned

Then wept

Then laughed.

Then snarled.

Finally his eyes widened, his mouth dropped open, and he yelled out "WHAT?!" before turning and walking over to the group again, looking pissed. "Why didn't you guys tell me it was that them?"

"Dude, we thought you knew!"

"Knew? How would I know this sort of thing? How would I know that someone was stupid enough to invite them? Who did invite them, anyway?"

"No one did."

Everyone spun around (Except for Otogi, who had found a mirror and was now completely distracted.) Kaiba stood there, looking as emotionless as he always had. Mokuba stood beside him, offering everyone a smile before looking up at his brother. "They came without notice."

"What do you mean? Are they already here?" Honda asked, looking worriedly at Shizuka, who was clinging to her brother's arm, frightened.

Kaiba shook his head. "They sent me a letter stating they'd arrive today. I made sure you came here as well. I'm not about deal with copies of you with even more pathetic characteristics than you already possess, without assistance."

Jounouchi narrowed his eyes. "So you're just sticking them with us, and retreating to the safety of your little office? If that isn't just the most pathetic…"

Kaiba chose to ignore this. "The way I see it, we'll each deal with our counter part. Yugi to Yugi, Atemu to Atem, myself to my counterpart. We talk, make them happy, send them away, and hope that we won't be psychologically traumatized by the encounter"

"It's to late for Jounouchi anyway." Someone whispered, invoking a lot of giggling. Said blonde spun around, ready to find the perpetrator and kill them, but then something happened.

The north wall exploded.

Given as this was a very unexpected occurrence, this naturally incurred a lot of screaming, running, ripping, and laughing (Curtsey of Bakura and Malik, who thought this was such fun) and generally chaos. Through the thick gray smoke, one could make out silhouettes.

Very familiar silhouettes.

"It's them." Kaiba whispered, voice filled with smoke.

Everyone gasped.