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The albino and the Egyptian walked through the game shop door, a small bell ringing. Grandpa Solomon looked other and saw the pair, grinning.

"Ah, Marik Ishtar. Good to see you." The blonde froze, not expecting the older man to be there but realising he should have... after all he did own the small game store.

"Mr. Mouto, good to see you too." Solomon grinned, about to call to his grandson, when the said boy came running downstairs.

"Ryou! Marik!" The two teens grinned at the tri-colour haired boy.

"Hey Yugi!" The shorter grinned, grabbing a small bag.

"Well... I'm off Grandpa!"

"Now, you three be careful." The three were about to walk out the door, when the older man spoke up. "And no shadow magic, any of you." The teens laughed it off as they walked outside, but they knew the old man was serious. The teens left the game store, but instead of heading towards the arcade Yugi turned and walked down a small alley to the right of the game store. Ryou followed him and Marik hesitated.

/10 bucks they're growing cannabis/

/15 bucks you're insane/

/That doesn't work because then you get 15 dollars anyway/ The mind link turned quiet as Marik walked to the alley. Yugi and Ryou were moving a dumpster, where 2 skateboards and a scooter had been skilfully hidden. Yugi grinned, kicking a skateboard to the Ishtar.

"Can you ride?"

"Yeah, but if this is someone else's..." Yugi grinned as Ryou grabbed the scooter face flushed.

"Nah, I tried to teach Ryou but-" Ryou's face turned red as he grabbed the scooter.

"Yes I know I have no sense of balance! You can keep that board it's possessed by the devil or something."

"No Ryou I shouldn-"

"Shut up and take the board." Marik's eyes widened in shock, before realising it wasn't Ryou who said it. Hair sticking up in random directions and eyes sharper than usual, Yugi confirmed the Ishtar's thoughts.

"Bakura don't be so rude!"

"What? He was just going to wine for the next 10 minutes before taking the skate board. I was just trying to save Yadonushi some time."

"Back in the ring, now." Bakura leaned over, almost spitting on Yugi's face as he spoke.

"Or what, baka pharaoh's pet?" The millennium puzzle glowed and Marik subconsciously winced as Yami pushed Bakura up against a wall and managed to hold him a foot off the ground, somehow.

"Don't you ever speak to my abiou like that, thief." Bakura smirked and the ring glowed, Ryou being forced back into control and gasping for air.

"Yami can't breathe." The pharaoh immediately let the hikari go

"I'm so sorry Ryou."

"It's fine." Yami looked solemnly at the ground, guiltily.

"No it's not." The puzzle glowed again as the spirit retreated to his soul room and Yugi was back in control, rubbing the back of his head awkwardly.

"Sorry." Ryou made a sound of disapproval, giving Yugi his signature 'What a load of bullocks' glare.

"Don't be stupid, it was Bakura's fault." Marik who'd been watching the whole thing tilted his head slightly in confusion.

"...What just happened?" Yugi laughed as Ryou sighed, first to respond.

"The average morning." Marik sweatdropped, hoping his yami didn't cause more problems.

"Am I going to have to get used to this?"

"Defiantly." Yugi threw his skate board down and jumped on, pumping his leg to go faster. Ryou rode after on his scooter, Marik putting the skateboard on the ground and following after taking a second to find his centre of gravity. Catching up to the other two, Marik was still confused.

"So what happened exactly?" Ryou sighed.

"Nothing. Bakura was being Bakura and Yami reacted being Yami." Marik was almost satisfied with the answer, then he remembered Yami's reaction.

"Did Yami-"

"Yeah, Yami's um...what's the word Ryou?" The albino grinned, almost laughing.

"Self-conscious, very self-conscious." Marik's eyes widened before he smirked.

"No way, the king of Egypt self-conscious?" Yugi thought about it, shrugging.

"Hm...more like socially awkward." Suddenly he stopped, before looking at the puzzle. "You know it's true." A response no one else heard and Yugi sighed. "Not my fault." The others laughed, when a Brooklyn accent broke out from behind them.

"Yug learn to tell da time of day man! It's only morning!" The others looked behind them, watching Joey quickly ride over to them. "Hey Marik, didn' know you could ride too."

"I can't really; I just hope I don't facepalm the cement." Joey shrugged, skating into the middle of the road and going a jump before skating back to the group smirking.

"You've gone good so far."

"SHOW OFF!" An engine revved behind them and Marik quickly turned, before turning almost green in envy. Tristan rode up next to the gang on his motorcycle, and Marik's eyes started to sparkle in admiration.

"No way...Tristan you have a Harley Davidson?" Joey gasped, taking Marik's spot on the footpath as the Egyptian dropped behind to admire the bike.

"Yug say it ain't so, not another motorcycle fan." Yugi looked back to the pair, who were already arguing over which brand was better.

"It would appear so Joey, it would appear so." Tristan overhead the pair and sighed not understanding how you couldn't be fascinated by the beautiful machine.

"One day card games will be played on motorcycles, and when that day comes you will all worship me."

"Card games on motorcycles? Tristan you're as stupid as that idiotic mutt you call a friend." Marik looked over to the voice expecting Kaiba, but was surprised as Mokuba laughed and rollerbladed across the street. Tristan grinded his teeth together.

"It could happen!"

"Not as long as I am next CEO of Kaiba Corp." Tristan almost laughed, knowing if Kaiba kept stressing like he did then Mokuba wouldn't be 'next in line' for long.

"So when you are CEO?" Mokuba shrugged, smiling guiltily at the thought.

"I'll think about it." Ryou sighed as the idiots followed, actually the only one he didn't consider a complete moron at times was Yugi.

"Card games on motorcycles, what is this world coming to." Yugi smiled, thinking the same thing.

"Who cares where the world is, our only mission is to graduate in one piece." A loud crash came from behind them, and Yugi winced.

"Oh the blonde is down!" The sound of someone getting up and brushing themselves off.

"Shut up Joey you're a blonde too!"

"Yeah, but Imma dirty."

"I'm platinum, so you can take that and shove it up your-."

"Guys Mokuba's here!"

"I understand why Seto always has headaches..."