DIS: (sweat drops) My...this fic is later than I had hoped it would be. Ahem. Thanks to those who reviewed and, er, here's the next chapter! (slinks away)

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Chapter Nine, You can run, but you can't hide

"Man, this is really weird," Honda commented, his empty pillow case swinging at his side. "Like, an hour ago, this neighborhood was swarming with people. Now it's all...eerie and quiet and empty."

Not even hearing Honda, Jou asked, "Do you dink dat Anzu's okay? I mean, safe with Yami? I like da guy and all, but ever since he got his own body, he's been hitting on her left and right. I wonder how Yuugi feels about dat." He scratched his chin and tossed his also empty pillowcase on the ground, sick of carrying it around. "Poor Kaiba. I mean, I know how much da guy's got da hots for Yami and everything."

"(-.-) Jou, did you hear anything I just said earlier?" Jou ignored him, continuing on his mindless rambling.

"And as Kaiba don't really care what happens to Anzu, den he might just sit and watch while Yami gets it on with her." Honda sighed, throwing his pillowcase to the ground like Jou had earlier and stopped in the middle of the street they were walking down. Jou stopped as well, continuing, "It'll be all, like, Yami saying, 'Oh, Anzu, don't be shy. It will only hurt for a while,' and Anzu saying, 'Please, I couldn't possibly! It's so wrong! So naughty!' And den Yami will smirk and tell her, 'I know and dat's why we're gonna do it, baby.' He'll den do all sorts of stuff to her and Anzu will giggle and gasp his name while Kaiba just sits dere and probably fall asleep – cos he's gay." Jou went silent and Honda stared at him, his eyebrow twitching.

"For the last time...KAIBA IS – NOT – GAY!!!!! GET IT THROUGH YOUR HEAD!"

"Geez, what bug crawled up your ass and took a dump?" Jou asked, rubbing his ear. Honda's face dropped. That was a new one on him.

"Listen, Jounouchi, here's what would happen: Kaiba would tie Yami up and dispose of him somewhere and then ravish Anzu until she was pregnant five times over with his kids."

"(OO)..."

"Now, since we're not going to speak any further on that topic, how about we go back to what I saying earlier?"

"You were saying something earlier?" Jou repeated blankly, totally lost. Honda gritted his teeth.

"Yes. I was telling you how weird it was that this street is empty while the neighborhood was flocking with people earlier."

"Oh. Oh, yeah, dat is weird, huh?" Jou glanced around in a puzzled manner. "And we only ran into Malik, Marik, and Bakura and no one else."

"And they took half of our candy," Honda added gloomily, staring down at his feet. Boy, did this Halloween go rotten. Not only are we virtually lost and have no idea where our friends are, but we only were able to eat half of the candy we got from all the houses because three utter JACKASSES had come and STOLE our CANDY! With that ending, furious, thought, Honda slumped on the curb, sulking. Jou stretched his arms upward and crossed them behind his head, glancing at his friend casually.

"What's up?"

"WHAT DOES IT LOOK LIKE?"

"Ya know what? I'm sick of you! You're acting more and more like a woman every day! Do you suddenly get your period every month, too?" Honda glared at him, then lunged forth, knocking Jou to the ground. They rolled in the dirty road, punching and slapping each other, cursing like a truck driver. Then, they paused, hearing footsteps. The lights went off and fog seeped over the street. They blinked and laid there in the road, staring as a group of zombies lurched forth. They paled and skittered over to some bushes, unnoticed by the zombies. They swallowed, staring as the zombies dragged themselves down the road. Jou swooned with fright as a deadening thunk of a body part falling to the ground came to their ears. Then, the fog disappeared and the zombies were gone, the lights remaining dead.

"Wh-what were those, Jou?" Honda whispered, hugging his friend in fright.

"(OO) I dunno, but I wish dat dose Egyptian freaks were here!" He sputtered.

"Amen!" Pause. "Let's go find them!"

"Yeah!" They hastily ran the way the zombies had come from, praying that they wouldn't run into any of the dead creatures.

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Tom and Yuri drifted around the neighborhood in a state of boredom. Not only had they lost their fellow zombies some ways back, but they were heavily disappointed. Once them and their buddies had come into the neighborhood, the humans screamed and ran like Satan was after them (which was partially true.) So...there wasn't any people around. And their invasion of Domino High School didn't go so well, either.

"...I'm depressed," Tom told Yuri. "That girl was really disgusted by me." Yuri sighed.

"Listen. She was a skank anyway. Girls just don't like dead guys these days." Tom heaved a deep sigh, bowing his head, his nose drooping.

"I thought there was potential for us. I really did, Yuri."

"Is that why you killed her?"

"...I loved her so much that I had to."

"(-.-) I'm sorry, but you're so full of shit, it's coming out of your mouth." Tom eyes widened and he touched his mouth. "Not literally!" Yuri snapped.

"Oh."

They fell silent again.

"I really did love her, Yuri," Tom spoke up again.

This happens EVERY time we get resurrected! Yuri thought irritably.

"It's kind of like you and – "

"Don't say it, Tom."

" – Martha." Yuri started bawling, his skin falling off his face.

"She was so beautiful and I – I KILLED HER, Tom! I KILLED HER!"

"It's okay, buddy. It wouldn't have worked out. She was younger than you."

"She was only eight!" Tom stared at him.

"You said she was forty!"

"(o.o) Oh, I did? Yes, forty, eh-heh-heh-heh..."

"Fess up."

"She was dressed as an angel and I wasn't dressed up. She thought I was, though, and was the sweetest thing ever. But her blood smelled so tasty. She smiled at me and said, 'Would you like something to drink?' and pointed at the punch bowl. I ripped off her head."

"(OO)..." Tom had never known his friend to be much of a, well, head-ripper-offer.

"And I never saw her again."

"(--) Well...yeah. You ripped her head off, Yuri, what do you expect?"

"Shut up, Tom! A hooker wouldn't even be with you!"

"Oh, so that's how it's gonna be, huh? IS IT?"

"YEAH! IT IS!"

"MARTHA KILLER!" Yuri gasped, his face tearing up again. Tom nodded in satisfaction and stalked forward, looking important...well, until his leg broke off.

"...DAMN IT!" He swore loudly. Yuri wasn't even paying attention. He was bawling again. "This is a gonna be a loooong night."

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"This is gonna be a long night," Kaiba muttered as the three Egyptians in the backseat fought.

"WOULD YOU THREE PLEASE KNOCK IT OFF?" Anzu cried at them. Kaiba grimly thought that this felt like what he saw on TV. A family going off to vacation, the little brats in the backseat bickering, the mother screaming at them, and the father driving, trying to ignore it...and then threatening to pull over.

"I'm going to crash us into a tree if you don't get them to shut the hell up, Mazaki," Kaiba growled warningly.

"I can't control them like pets, Kaiba!" She fumed.

"No, but if you let me get a feel, Mazaki, I might consider being quiet," Malik chirped. Yami slammed his elbow in his face and the blonde let out an angry string of Arabic, lunging on Yami and strangling him.

"Anzu!" Yami gasped. "Help!" He fumbled to get a hold of her and when he did, she got jerked into the backseat with the three males. Kaiba's fingers clenched on the steering wheel when her legs went flying up into his face.

"Hm." Bakura glanced behind him. "Should I intercept, Kaiba?"

"No," he ground out, "just take the wheel."

"But I – " Bakura began, but Kaiba had already turned to break the struggling up. Bakura paled as he took the wheel, jerking the car side to side. Kaiba grabbed Anzu's shoulders and tried to heave her back in the front seat, but to no avail. Yami wasn't letting go.

"Let him go, Malik!" Anzu ordered angrily.

"THE HELL IF I WILL!" Malik retorted.

"The Pharaoh is finally going to die, bwahahaha!" Marik cackled.

"IF I HAVE TO COME BACK THERE..." Kaiba warned, tugging on Anzu even harder. Yami's grip tightened on her hand.

"I can't feel my hand!" Anzu complained. "MALIK, LET GO!"

"Shut up, Mazaki, let him kill Yami," Marik cheered happily.

"Shut up, Marik," Kaiba snapped, changing his hold so it was around Anzu's waist. "I don't need to be blamed for murder on top of all the other charges I've got."

"Hey, Kaiba, come and take this thing from me!" Bakura snarled nervously from front. Kaiba ignored him, continuing his pursuit at getting Anzu from Yami's grips. The car took a swift turn and Malik was forced to release the Pharaoh, which made Yami release Anzu, who flew into Kaiba, who then slammed into Bakura. And, Bakura, having not been able to drive in the first place, crashed the car into a street sign.

Anzu moaned, shifting on top of Kaiba, the feeling returning to her hand, her head hurting from the crash. She could hear Bakura swearing in Arabic and Yami gasping for breath. She didn't hear anything from the other three.

"Mazaki..." A growl came in her ear.

Correction. There was Kaiba. She tilted her head back and met two furious azure orbs and, if she wasn't mistaken, he looked a bit flustered. Her face turned red as she was aware that her rump was nestled between his legs and her legs were tossed open from the fall. Along with that, her hands were braced against his arms. Not a very promising position to be in with a livid CEO. She hastily scrambled off of him, who in turn, got off Bakura, who glared mutinously at him.

"Nice job, Bakura," Kaiba sneered. "Now we have no transportation."

"Don't look at me like I'm the moron, Kaiba!" Bakura roared. "I just got my body, you imbecile mortal! Do you actually believe that I know how to drive a car?"

"THEN WHY WERE YOU LOOKING FOR ONE?"

"I know how to drive," Malik drawled, smiling lazily at Kaiba as he flopped his upper body in the front seat, over Anzu's legs. "Man are you as a dumbass." Kaiba stared at him with narrowed eyes for a moment, before knocking him upside the head. Malik's nose hit Anzu's leg, making him swear from both bruising events.

"Um...Are you alright, Malik?" She asked, moving her leg so that he didn't bleed on her pants – just in case. He raised his hand and blinked, a leer forming on his lips. Kaiba stared at her, his lips thin. She was suddenly aware that her legs had a rather inviting position. She squealed and kicked Malik in the head, making him topple into the backseat. There was a loud 'Oof' from what Anzu assumed was him falling into Marik or Yami's stomach.

Kaiba smirked and turned to Anzu, saying, "Nice kick, Mazaki." She flushed in embarrassment, avoiding looking at him.

"Alright," Bakura growled. "Let's get out of here and get our stuff." He worked on the door for a minute before letting out a vulgar curse word and slamming the door open. Anzu sweat dropped and crawled out after Kaiba. The other three stumbled out through the back doors. Yami was holding his stomach, glaring at Malik.

"First you strangle me, then you literally knock the wind out of me. What other tortures could you possible inflict, demon?" Yami's voice had risen to a hysterical note at the end. Malik glared back, rubbing his head where Anzu had kicked him.

"Shut the hell up, Pharaoh, I've got it as bad as you," Malik grunted.

"YOU ALMOST KILLED ME!"

"I DON'T GIVE A DAMN! Everyone would probably be throwing their hands up and saying 'Hallelujah' as soon as they found out your death."

Yami sniffed, muttering, "No, they wouldn't..." Malik rolled his eyes, collapsing on the grass of someone's lawn. Marik was nursing a sore shoulder that had been crushed against the door when they had crashed. He slumped next to his abiou, muttering under his breath in Arabic, his face dark. Anzu sighed, rubbing the back of her head awkwardly. It was only Kaiba, Bakura, and herself that were standing. Yami was knelt on the ground, moaning in paining, clutching his stomach. He said something that sounded a lot like, "I think I'm gonna be sick."

"I...guess I'll get some of the stuff we picked up," she said awkwardly.

"Would've been nice if I didn't have to carry that damn ax around everywhere," Marik said quietly in a menacing voice, shooting Bakura a furious look. Bakura ignored him.

"...Okay..." She crawled back in the car and popped the trunk. "Did it open?" Malik raised his head.

"Yeah," he answered, laying his head back on the ground. She crawled out and saw that Bakura and Kaiba were already sifting through the things. Anzu watched them pick everything out and examine it to make sure it was okay before she went back in the car, digging through the mess of glass to find her bag. She found it and once she was back out of the car, she shook it off and went through it to make sure she had everything.

(o.o) Oops. She stared at the bottle of perfume she had. I forgot to take this out. This could have broke in here! She shrugged to herself and replaced her things and sat by Malik and Marik while Bakura and Kaiba continued to take the things out of the trunk. Yami was huddled on the ground, silent.

"Aww," Malik cooed, sitting up, giving a slow smile to Anzu. "Don't worry, Anzu, I'll keep you safe if anything tries to hurt you." He slung an arm around her shoulders and Yami whipped around, his face twisted in fury. "(O.O) Or I'll, uh, just...go over here..." He inched over to Marik, whispering, "Freaky." Marik nodded, sending the Pharaoh a bizarre look. Yami looked like Marik did when he got all power-obsessed and everything.

Yami stormed up next to Anzu and plopped beside her, glaring at nothing in particular, still holding his stomach. She sweat dropped and gently touched his shoulder. "Hey...Are you alright?"

"I. Don't. Feel. Good." His voice was so dark that she removed her hand and scooted away from him a bit.

He's scary when he's pissed, she considered, watching him through the corner of her eye.

"So." Bakura came up to Anzu. "You pick, Mazaki. You want the shovel or the wooden bat?" He held up the two items.

"Hmm...Can I use a lifeline?"

"(-.-) Sure. Why not?" He asked sarcastically.

"Hey, Kaiba, which should I get?" She called. Yami's body went stiff.

"The bat," was his monotone reply. He didn't so much as look at her.

"Okay, the bat," Anzu said, turning back to Bakura. "Wait, wait...Maybe I should ask someone else. Marik, what do you think?" Yami's nails dug in his legs.

"I agree with Kaiba."

"Oh, okay." Pause. "Wait, maybe I better get another opinion, just in case, you know, they think – "

"THE BAT! TAKE THE RA DAMNED BAT!" Yami howled, lunging to his feet.

(OO)

Everyone stared at Yami, surprised. Even Kaiba had stopped what he was doing to look at the Pharaoh with raised eyebrows.

"You never thought to ask me what I thought! I've been friends for you longer than you've become on speaking terms with these delinquents, but nooo," Yami continued to rant, "you wanted to ask your sex-god, Kaiba, for his opinion, first." Anzu's face turned red. "And then, you further insulted me by asking that half-sane eunuch over there!" He pointed at Marik, whose eyes narrowed at being called a 'eunuch.' "You never even considered asking me, now did you, Anzu? DID YOU?" She stared at him, her blue eyes wide.

"(o.o) I...I was actually going to ask you next, Yami. I just thought...well...since they know a little bit more of fighting...I'd ask them first," she sputtered over, shocked at her friend's behavior. Yami continued to stare at her before slowly settling beside her. "Um, what do you think Yami?"

"...The bat."

The others sweat dropped. He certainly made a big deal out of nothing.

"Okay. Er, Bakura, give me the bat," Anzu said, turning back to him.

"Ah, you wound me, Mazaki," he said dramatically. "I was once a known thief and killer and you didn't ask me?"

"You'd probably tell me to go find myself a Millennium Item," Anzu pointed out dryly.

"Too true." He handed her the bat and went back to where Kaiba was, grabbing the shovels and ax, handing the ax to Marik. He set two of the shovels by Malik and Yami and kept the last one to himself. Kaiba was quite content with his hard, metal pole.

"Are we ready now?" Kaiba demanded, strolling up to them. He sent a quick look to Yami, who was staring at the ground darkly. "Well?"

"Nope," Malik replied. "My head is still throbbing, Yami probably feels sick, and let's just face it: we'd be happier sitting around waiting for them to find us."

"HEY, LOOK WHO I FOUND!" A familiar Yankee voice rose in the air. Kaiba rolled his eyes to the heavens, knowing too well who it was.

"Thanks, genius," Marik sneered. "You just jinxed us." Malik shrugged helplessly.

"Not my problem," he answered. Jou and Honda came running up to them, their faces lit up.

"You guys don't have any idea how happy we are to find you!" Honda gasped. "There were these – these – these zombies going down the street! We aren't lying, either! We swear it! Don't we, Jounouchi?"

"Yup. Saw 'em with our own two eyes!" Jou assured.

"(-.-) Listen, you two idiots – " Kaiba began, but Jou cut him off.

"Ain't that sweet?" He cooed, peering over at Yami and Anzu sitting by each other. "I bet dat sure is depressin' for you, huh, Kaiba?" Kaiba glanced over his shoulder.

"No."

"I mean, I know how ya were pining after Yami, so this – "

"What?"

"Yeah! And don't give me any of dat 'I'm straight' crap."

"That's it, Jounouchi." Kaiba shrugged off his trench coat, something falling from his pocket. "You're dead." Honda picked up what had fallen out of his pocket.

"W-wait Kaiba – "

"Hey, is this your condom, Kaiba?" Honda interrupted, holding up the package. "It fell out of your pocket..."

(Silence)

(OoO'...)

"...Excuse me?" Kaiba hissed, slowly turning to look at Honda, forgetting Jou momentarily. Honda showed him the condom package and Kaiba recalled Anzu's mother stuffing them in his hand and then him stuffing them in his pocket.

"So..." Yami whispered. "So this is what it's come to." They sweat dropped, turning to look at Yami, who had gotten to his feet. "I knew there was always something weird about you, Kaiba."

"Oh, brother," Bakura muttered, rolling his eyes, leaning against his shovel.

"I thought the reason you always challenged me to a duel was because you couldn't admit defeat. But I was wrong! I was WRONG! The truth is that you want to take Anzu to bed!"

"Yami!" Anzu cried, clearly mortified.

"It's true, isn't it?" Yami demanded, thrusting a finger at him. Kaiba stared at him coldly, before smirking and giving a snort...

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DIS: (sing-song voice) Cliffhanger! I'm sorry, but I just can't help it with this story. We're coming to a close (thank God) so we only have maybe two? – three more chapters left? So, with that, please review and tell me how you like it. Ciao!