I apologize for the shortness of this chapter, I started a new story and it's controlling my life. I've been typing for two days and I already have 15,000 words. I am proud. Well, here ya go.

I DONT OWN YUGIOH!

~~~~~~~~~~~Chapter 11~~~~~~~~~~~~
Bakura and Marik sat close to each other in the back seat, Bakura himself feeling the leather help to keep him in place as the driver made some sharper turns. Bakura turned his head when he felt a light warmth nuzzle his neck, and he gave a small smirk when he realized that it was from Marik leaning on him. He gave a sigh of happiness, making the hair on Bakura's neck stand up as the warm air brushed across his cold skin.
"We did it, Fluffy." Marik sighed.
"I'm not a kitty, but yes. Yes we did." Bakura said, but it didn't hold its usual fever. He reached a hand up to run his fingers gently through Marik's hair.
Marik pulled away and Bakura looked at him, dragging his eyebrows together in a sign of confusion. Bakura wasn't sure if he'd done something wrong.
"Well, are you going to kiss me or not?"
Bakura smirked, scooting over in his seat to lean forward. Marik did the same, playing along until...
Marik quickly darted into another seat, too quick and quiet for Bakura to have noticed. Bakura kept leaning forward before he suddenly dropped, face landing flat on the leather seat. He sat up as quickly as possible and looked around in confusion, eyes narrowing suspiciously when they finally found Marik, who he'd found to be sitting in the row of seats across from him.
"You'll have to catch me first." He said playfully, batting his eyelashes.
Bakura straightened up when they locked eyes, coiling his muscles in preparation to pounce. He lunged, landing where Marik had been just a second before. He looked up quicker this time, pleasantly surprised that Marik had been fast enough to dodge his attack. He immediately locked on target again and boosted his speed, certain that Marik would have his downfall.
But somehow, he was able to dodge again.
This happened two more times, each time with Marik barely avoiding capture. The final time though, Bakura faked Marik out, tensing his muscles like he was going to lunge and actually beginning to before he stopped himself. Marik thought that Bakura had lunged and he quickly switched seats, looking back to where he had previously been. Confusion shone in his eyes when he saw that Bakura wasn't there, quickly turning to slight fear when he realized what had happened.
It was too late.
Bakura lunged, pinning Marik down to the seat. Marik shrieked before he began to laugh, trying to lift his pinned arms to throw Bakura off.
"Naughty kitty." Marik chided playfully, batting his eyelashes up at Bakura.
"You tempted me. What was naughty about that?" Bakura asked.
"Well, neither of you are wearing your seat belts!" Joey responded sarcastically. Bakura rolled his eyes and ignored the comment, concentrating on keeping Marik from getting back up or throwing him off. Marik gave up struggling and relaxed, looking at Bakura shyly and parting his lips the slightest bit.
Bakura saw the clear invitation and leaned in gently. Marik felt anticipation coil in his stomach like a snake when Bakura's lips just barely brushed up against his for a moment before suddenly disappearing. Bakura sat back in their original seat with a smirk, buckling his seat belt.
"Safety first." Bakura whispered with a wink.
Marik sat there for a moment, absolutely flabbergasted. He was dizzy from how close Bakura had been, and then Bakura just left him like that!
"Thanks for the seat belt tip!" Bakura called to Joey sarcastically, and Joey laughed from further up in the cab.
Marik decided that it was high time they had an actual kiss to celebrate, so he wanted to surprise Bakura. Marik pounced on Bakura, pinning him down. Since he was in the seat belt, he (ironically) couldn't do anything about the situation. His eyes widened in surprise once he realized his predicament.
"I think it's high time we had a real kiss." Marik said smoothly. Bakura wasn't really listening due to the fact that the seat belt was digging into his back, plus he was wondering if he'd ever learn his lesson about being a sarcastic idiot.
Which meant that he wasn't expecting anything.
Marik swooped down and wasted no time in pressing their lips together firmly, melting into the kiss. Bakura froze up for a moment before shivering and relaxing, reaching a hand up to run his fingers through Marik's hair.
Marik broke away, taking a deep breath. Bakura smirked and leaned upward again, bringing their lips back for another kiss.
Poor little Mokuba chose just that time to turn back and see the scene that was unfolding. He shrieked again and turned back towards the window, ears turning bright red. He'd seen quite enough of two people kissing for today, thank you very much.
"We're here." Kaiba called reluctantly as he got out, letting Marik lead the way back to his apartment.
He opened the door quickly, hoping to get the entire explanation over with as soon as possible. However, he was not expecting a surprise visitor to be standing in his living room.
Marik rounded the corner into his comfy little living area and almost had a heart attack.
"HOLY FRIG!" He exclaimed, jumping into Bakura's arms like scooby doo jumped into Shaggy's. Standing before them was Shadi, looking grim.
"I am here to warn you of another problem." Shadi said, turning around and walking over to the couch. To Marik's utmost surprise, Ishizu was sitting there, too.
"Can't we catch a break?" Bakura mumbled, setting Marik back onto the floor gently. The answer was, of course, no.
They all walked over to squeeze onto Marik's two couched, a couple of people grabbing chairs from the bar where Marik ate and pulling them into the circle so there would be enough room. Even Kaiba and Yami went, sitting next to each other.
"Listen, all of you." She stated, "My necklace has detected a fault in your plan. You may have succeeded in getting Kaiba and Yami into a relationship, but they will never succeed." She said.
"Well thanks for the vote of confidence." Yami said sarcastically.
"LET ME FINISH." Ishizu commanded sharply. "Their relationship will never succeed unless Yami and Yuugi receive separate bodies. Kaiba and Yami's relationship would take too much time to maintain. Yuugi has things he needs to do. Like school, and maintaining his own relationship."
"Yuugi and I can have our own bodies?" Yami asked hopefully. Bakura sat up straight, suddenly interested. If Yami and Yuugi could, did that mean that he and Ryou could be separated?
"That is where I come in." Shadi said, stepping forward eagerly. "There is one way. You see, there is a legend from ancient times about a cave that, said you go in, will take you right into a room with a golden fountain. If you drink from it, you'll split your soul and give yourself two separate bodies. Since your soul is already split in a way, we could hope that it would just give you separate bodies." Shadi said.
"So, would it work for myself and Ryou?" Bakura asked, no longer able to contain the curiosity nagging at his mind.
"Yes. The problem is this: The fountain is considered too powerful, so it was locked away for only the Pharaoh to use. It takes the power of three combined millennium items; ironically enough, the puzzle, the ring, and the rod."
"The fountain is located off of a small town in Egypt, but we aren't sure of the exact locations. You'll have to investigate to figure that out."Ishizu put in, placing a hand lightly on her necklace.
"Couldn't you come with us and help, Shadi?" Yami asked. Shadi shook his head no and snorted, looking as amused as someone that serious possibly could.
"I have better things to do than to come along and help you three." He said, smirking. "Plus, have you taken a look at me lately? It would take hours for airport security to let me through."
"It's probably the turban." Marik said pointedly. A thought struck him and he turned to Shadi curiously. "How are we supposed to pay for the flight?"
All the eyes in the room turned towards Kaiba.
"All right, I'll pay for it." He grumbled, "But not to help out Bakura and Marik. Only because I don't want Yami to go back to hating me."
Marik gave a long sigh of relief. Thank god they were going to be able to do this. He couldn't lose Bakura; he just couldn't. Bakura reached over and squeezed Marik's hand a little in reassurance. Things would work out for them. They always did, eventually.
"Where's the city?" Joey asked.
"It's in Cecelia." Ishizu replied.
"Wait, isn't that the name of Pegasus's dead cover u- er, I mean, wife?" Marik asked.
"Yes. There was a time that Pegasus was looking into the well and he fell in love with a place, buying it quickly." Ishizu responded, a little bit proud of her brother for making that connection.
"Wait, why would Pegasus be interested in the well?"
"He was hoping to make a copy of Channing Tatum for himself."
"Go figure." Bakura mumbled, rolling his eyes.
"So, when do we leave?I need to know when to buy plane tickets for." Kaiba said, looking at the Pharaoh.
"Let's set a goal for three days."The Pharaoh answered happily. He was actually excited for this. Not only would he be able to come back with his own body, but he would probably have fun with Joey on the way there, and he'd have Yuugi on the way back!
Then again, Yuugi was probably going to be in control for most of the way there.
Kaiba shook his head to confirm that, taking out his phone and silently tapping away, getting things arranged as quickly as humanly possible.
Kaiba was never one to procrastinate on getting things done. If there was a problem, he'd solve it quickly and as simply as he was able to.
"Alright, I have the tickets and a hotel registered. I assume the ones going will be Marik, Bakura, Joey, Yuugi, Serenity, Trystan, and myself. We'll need two extra seats for the way back."
"Sounds good, but what about me and Tea?" Mokuba asked. His brother paused, considering.
"I suppose you two could come, but you're staying out of the magic business." Kaiba said sternly. " I don't want you to end up mixed up in all of this."
"Yay!" Mokuba exclaimed happily. Mokuba had never had much of a motherly figure ever since their parents passed, and he couldn't remember his mother much in the first place. He had Seto tell him stories about her sometimes, but he was busy and didn't like to talk about her much.
Due to that, Mokuba had attached himself to Tea. Even if Seto tried, he couldn't provide Mokuba with a motherly figure, and Tea fit the bill perfectly. Plus, it's not like Tea minded. Mokuba was a behaved child, (despite being extremely manipulative at times, a trait he had surely acquired from hanging around his older brother) and therefore extremely easy and fun to take care of. She didn't really feel responsible for how he grew up, so taking care of him was more fun than actual babysitting.
"Alright, but my sister stays out of it too." Joey said stubbornly. His sister would probably just be hanging around Trystan the entire time anyways.
Now the only problem would be convincing his father to let him go.
He'd have trouble with getting his Father to let him go to Duel Competitions, but those had prize money that could be used to help Serenity with all of the hospital bills she had because of constant check-ups. And as much as their father pretended not to, he still cared. For Serenity, anyways.
Joey felt responsible for keeping his father in home, because he didn't work. Joey didn't like to talk about it, but his father was a raging alcoholic, and would sometimes get a little violent after one too many. He'd lost count of how many empty (Or occasionally half-full) beer bottles had been thrown at him from across the room.
He'd have to wait until his father was in a good mood to ask. That would probably be after a heavy dose of alcohol.