Trying to update quickly since I took too long for the last update! Also, I won't be able to update from Friday to Sunday because I'm going to the mountains for a retreat. Whoop whoop!

This is sort of a little cutesy chapter, although I decided to hold off on the thiefshipping moment I promised because I wanted to prolong the adorable surprise at the end of the chapter~ Heehee!

Ok! Review please. Let me know what you want from the story because I'm open to ideas, although I have a general idea where the story is going, it's fun to throw little things in here and there. :)

"Marik! Get your ass down here!" Bakura yelled as soon as he got back to the shop. "I've got an idea!" A few seconds later, Marik came barreling down the stairs, a corn dog in hand.

"Bakura look at this!" he exclaimed, a look of bewilderment on his face. "It's a piece of meat, wrapped in bread, on a stick!"

"Malik would be so angry at you for eating meat," Bakura scoffed, folding his arms. Malik was a vegetarian and so Marik had never really eaten meat before.

"He's angry at me anyways," Marik shrugged, taking another bite.

"That's what I have a plan for," the white haired man said, holding out his hand and showing where he had written the address. "I just followed Yugi and found out where Malik and Ryou live."

"What? We can't just show up there! What kind of a plan is that, thief?" Marik pouted, hands on his hips. It was almost an effeminate stance that he must have picked up from Malik before he got sent to the shadow realm.

"That wasn't my plan, idiot!" Bakura huffed, smacking the taller over the head. "Listen before you make assumptions. I overheard them talking and Ryou and Malik are running out of food because they won't leave their house. So why don't we start with small things at a time and leave them food. Besides, we know what kind of foods they like best so we should get their food."

"Hm...like little presents?" Marik asked, tapping his chin, almost comically. "Can I decorate the boxes?"

"Yeah sure, whatever," Bakura said, rubbing his temple. Marik could be so difficult to work with.

"There's only one problem," Marik sighed, sitting down. "Malik's favorite food is kushari. Where are we supposed to get that here? We'll have to make it."

"And Ryou likes those french, cream puffy things. That won't be so easy to find here either."

"I don't know how to cook!"

"Well I guess we'll have to find out," Bakura sighed. This was going to much harder than he originally thought.

Back at the apartment, Yugi had given up trying to convince his two friends that it was ok to leave their home. Instead he was making a small list of foods to bring them. They looked like they needed fruits and vegetables the most because Malik doesn't eat meat.

"Oh! And chick peas," Malik said, smiling widely. "I love chick peas."

"Ew, you can eat all of those," Ryou mumbled, squishing his nose up in disgust.

"Well what do you want me to bring you?" Yugi asked, writing chick peas on list under lentils. Ryou thought for a minute, tapping his chin in thought.

"Something sweet, like cream puffs!" he exclaimed, eyes sparkling. "They're so tasty!"

"I don't know where to get cream puffs, Ryou," Yugi said, but wrote it down anyways. "I'll try to look for them, but I don't know. Oh well. I need to get going now because I left Atem back at the store."

"Did you...um...leave them there too?" Ryou asked, looking down at his feet nervously and twisting his fingers in his shirt.

"It's ok. I promise they aren't going to do anything." Ryou and Malik looked at each other, not so sure they believed Yugi.

"Whatever you say, Yugi," Malik sighed.

"I'll be back tomorrow with some food, ok guys?"

"Yeah, alright." Ryou just kept staring at the floor, trying not to think about the thief that could be walking around Domino right now, plotting his revenge, stealing knives, anything! All he knew, was that it was something bad.

Malik, on the other hand, was having different thoughts about the thief king Bakura.

"Please, just know that I'm sorry for hurting you."

Is it possible that Yugi was telling the truth about Bakura? Did he mean his apology back in the hospital? Malik had never heard a single 'sorry' uttered by Bakura that wasn't in a bitchy, sarcastic tone. But this time, he seemed so sincere. Could it really be that impossible?

"Malik! Hello?" Ryou's voice brought Malik out of his thoughts and back to reality. "Yugi just left and you've been staring out into space, you weirdo."

"Sorry!" Malik chuckled. "I guess I was just dreaming about my chick peas."

When Yugi got back to the shop, he hurriedly went upstairs to make sure Atem kept things in order with Bakura and Marik. He was a little worried, but only because Atem still seemed to be angry at them. Which is totally understandable, seeming as both people tried to kill him multiple times...

"Atem! Hello? Where are you?" Yugi called. He wasn't in the room he was sharing with Yugi and he wasn't in the tv room. "Atem!"

"I-In here..." he finally heard Atem call from the kitchen. "B-but don't come in! Stay out there!" Yugi frowned, definitely worried. So he ignored Atem's warning and walked in briskly, preparing himself for anything. Well...anything but what he found. Nothing could prepare him for that.

"No! Yugi don't look!" Atem exclaimed, but it was too late. Yugi saw everything...and burst out laughing.

There was Atem, Bakura, and Marik. All three of them were stationed at there own section of the kitchen, which was a complete and total mess, and they all had numerous ingredients spread across the counters. First of all, Atem was at the stove, a burned piece of hamburger meat sitting in a pan as he tried to flip it. There were spots of grease all over his face and several charred hamburger patties were dropped on the floor, other failed attempts at flipping the burgers. Then there was Marik. He had a pot in his hands as he mixed uncooked rice, lentils, and tomatoes together. Unfortunately, he was mixing a little too roughly and the contents of the bowl were sloshing out of the bowl and onto the counter. But the worst was Bakura!

"Why is this so bloody hard?!" the white haired thief growled, his own mixing bowl in his hands. He seemed to be attempting to whip some vanilla pudding, milk, and cream together but the majority of the cream seemed to be plastered across his face as he scowled at the rest of the cream in the bowl. There was spilled sugar and milk across the floor under him as he kept trying to mix his concoction.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU GUYS DOING?" Yugi screeched, still doubled over in laughter. Marik pouted, much like a child, and put his bowl down on the counter angrily.

"It's not funny!" he huffed, running his hands through his hair in frustration. "I didn't know cooking was so hard. I mean tons of people do it so-"

"What are you cooking for? What are you even trying to cook?" Yugi asked, surveying the damage done to his kitchen. It was pretty bad.

"Well it was Bakura's idea!" Atem growled, watching the fourth burnt hamburger hit the floor. "He said he wanted to cook for Ryou so I thought I should try too. We all thought we should try and then all of this happened."

"What is this supposed to be?" Yugi pointed to the bowl of whatever Marik was mixing.

"It's going to be kushari..." Marik sighed. "It's Malik's favorite but I don't think I'm doing it right." Yugi shook his head. The rice wasn't even cooked!

"And this fucking mess is going to be cream for the stupid cream puff things that Ryou eats!" Bakura growled, attempting to wipe some cream off of his cheeks, but it only smudged it more.

"And this?" Finally Yugi pointed to the mess of patties littering the floor around Atem's feet. Atem blushed, trying not to look into Yugi's eyes.

"It's supposed to be hamburgers..." he muttered. Hamburgers? That's my favorite food. He couldn't help but smile at the thought.

"Well come on!" he said, putting his hands on his hips in a determined fashion. "Let's get this mess cleaned up and cook some real food."