Look I really just can't name things very well~

Anyway! I'm back! Not sure if you missed me or not! Or missed my story! I try updating monthly just sometimes its at the start of a month or end? so yeahIts roughly been three days over a month so I think I'm doing good! Yay! and I wrote this like five days ago I just wanted to grammar check it! Finally did that! so here it is!

I do not own Yu-gi-oh! (Still)

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Chapter 12

Foodies

"Stop wasting all our cash on video games Bakura!" Akefia growled noticing Bakura's full on gaming area in the back of his bed room, he had about four different consoles, three handheld devices and about fifty different games or more. With a flat screen television and headsets as well as a laptop and home computer and speakers. Plus they had both stolen and gotten a bunch of thing for the house in the last week and a bit since Ryou's first visit so next time they would have to show him next time.

"I can't help it! I got hooked in Ryou's body!" Bakura protested, "and I stole over half this stuff!"

"Atem will stop supporting us if you waste all our cash on games! He said he would pay for the apartment and food... Not bloody video games," Akefia growled, plus Atem had warned them about getting thrown in jail again.

"I told you! I can't help it!" Bakura whined not getting off his 3Ds. He was going to set a new record on one of his games. "And you can't talk! You're wasting all our cash on pillows and blankets!"

"Ok! Sleeping in ancient Egypt wasn't the most comfortable thing! You know! I slept on stone!" Akefia fought back, "I'm sorry I like a bit of comfort! At least it's something we could both use!"

"I have multiplayer games," Bakura huffed, smirking as he set a new record on the game.

"I don't know how to bloody use any of that modern… shit!"

"Its called technology," Bakura chuckled slightly as Akefia couldn't seem to remember what it was called.

"I knew that!" Akefia protested, though he should probably research it more at the library because Ryou liked games? video games. Why couldn't he like board games more, he knew how to use those just fine.

"Anyway leave me alone," Bakura flopped down on one of the beanbags he stole for his room, "I'm almost on the next level…"

"What are you playing anyway?"

"None of your business," Bakura huffed.

"I'll turn off your game thingy if you don't tell me," Akefia fought back childishly.

"Fine~" Bakura hissed, "I'm playing super smash bros… I've almost defeated the all star thing with a new record, I'm doing every character."

"I have no idea what that is," Akefia stared at the spirit blankly, "I need to go pick up food for dinner… or snacks… plus I'm getting hungry, if you want anything you have to tell me or I'm going to get you a bunch of random vegetable shit the Marik's would eat…" yes they had a bunch of random things now, but sadly no food in their kitchen. Go figures.

"Steak," Bakura shrugged sticking out his tongue as he attempted to concentrate and flipping upside down, hanging his feet lazily off the top of the beanbag, "and get me a bunch of biscuits… like one of everything they have. Oreo's, choc chip, wafer, cat, dog, uglies, the ones shaped like dudes out of those random shows, tv snacks, a bunch! Whatever you can find!"

"Firstly you have to stop eating cat and dog food," Akefia moaned, "and secondly you have a bloody human body now! You're going to get fat!"

"I have a good ma-matimalizum?" he tried pronouncing the word he had heard his host use when they had been sharing a body, "and I like cat and dog food! Get over it!"

"Fine," Akefia hissed, "but your eating whatever I get… and you have to start eating vegetables and salads…"

"Like your much better," Bakura huffed.

"I eat salads all the time thankyou very much," Akefia huffed leaving the spirits room grumpily. He had decided to do the shopping not trusting Bakura to do it, plus last time he left it up to the other he had gotten everything except what they needed. It was fucking annoying so he wasn't going to let that happen again, hell no! even if the bloody people at the shops were idiots and the lines went really really slow. Painstakingly slow. It was worse to let the other do the food shopping, plus it gave him time to think about modern society and observe others in their 'natural habitat'. See what he had been missing over the last couple millennium. So he could fit better into his love interest time zone. Plus sadly it was impossible to drag Ryou back into ancient Egypt, and he assumed the other probably wanted to stay in these modern times more than that anyway. He shrugged quickly grabbing a backpack and slinging it on his shoulder and grabbing his 'iPod' thing that he had forced Marik to show him how to use or really what it did. Plus he had kind of decided the new music was interesting to listen too and he had picked up headphones earlier this week because Bakura wouldn't stop bitching that he didn't want to listen to it when he was playing games.

He huffed, "don't trash anything!" he said simply leaving the apartment and walking towards the elevator pressing the button happily and waiting for the door to open, pressing it a few more time before it did finally reach its stop and opened making him jump slightly before smiling at the empty machine. He quickly walked in and pressed every button possible watching the door slowly close and the elevator decent slowly towards the ground stopping at every possible floor, due to his slight obsession with pressing every button every time he used it alone, plus he had done it when someone else was in it and he had gotten told off. The pharaoh was really an ass.

A smirk teased his lips as he got out and some he knew that lived on one of the higher floors than him, at least three or four floors up got in. He was going to have to stop at all the floor now since it was going up it could catch up on the ones it missed before, he sniggered to himself playing his music as his tanned hands pushed open the cold glass doors to the building and shivering—regretting not grabbing the scarf Ryou had gotten him—as the cold air was relentless in its mission to freeze him despite the sun's weak efforts to beat the refusing to heat up breeze that danced through the air and smashed him in the face over and over. All in all it was a pretty common Autumn day, well what he had learnt that a common autumn day in modern Japan was like. He shrugged trying not to think of the cold air tickling his sides as he hummed slightly with his hands sunk deeply into his pockets letting the music drown out the desperate howls of wind and rattling trees. And of course any idiots that chose to walk the same street as him normally squabbling about complete nonsense like some random 'pop star' that had a concert coming up or something completely random like that. He never saw the use paying a bunch of cash for something as silly as watching a bunch of people on a stage with a bunch of other people screaming at them when you can listen to the exact same music on your 'iPod'.

Luckily the food shop wasn't actually too far away which is why he never minded the walk and he got there within about five to seven different songs. Well he had walked a tad slow trying to draw out until his song ended before letting the doors open and greet him into the heat filled store of mostly idiots. And a few smart people because he doubted that everyone could possibly be an idiot otherwise the human race would surely be doomed. Which he hoped they weren't, Ryou was human. Anyway the faster he found what he needed the faster he could get home. Then what. He wasn't exactly sure what he was planning on doing on his day off, well he would probably have to do his homework sometime due to that stupid pharaoh teacher who made sure to check him and Bakura every damned time. Asshole. He was doing it on purpose. Well obviously. But still, it was mean.

He huffed slightly slinging a basket over his arm and putting his headphones away with his iPod, as he went around the rather boring store to find what he needed. He would get biscuits last because he would probably get a bunch just to shut up the stupid parasite. He did question sometimes how that thing was technically apart of him. They had barely anything in common, plus why else did they fight so often. Well that was one thing they had in common he supposed they liked to fight each other. He sniggered slightly throwing some random vegetables he could put in a salad as well as some pre made salads because to be honest he was normally to lazy to make them himself. And it was easier so he had more time to learn about normal modern life. It made sense. And it also meant that Bakura would stop bitching that food was taking forever. Even though he barely helped, well he forced him to cook his own meals whenever possible since he wasn't looking after the damned parasite trying to steal his precious gem Ryou. Ryou would be his. No way in hell was he allowing the other to have him.

He glanced up his purple eyes lazily as a sweet giggle escaped another shoppers lips from the isle over, a smirk teased his tanned lips at the sweet sound as he walked around the corner. His confident smirk turning more goofy at the sight of the giggling white haired male, his milk chocolate eyes closed in glee as he held a cautious hand over his mouth as his giggled sweetly, his blue t-shirt shaking slightly and his black jeans perfectly making his cuteness just explode. But the one he was with brought a slight snarl to him eyeing the other tanned male, his purple eyes, and spiked hair, blonde fringe, black spikes, and reddish pink outlining. The stupid pharaoh. He huffed slightly at the other who was holding a basket full of random foods and what not. Ryou didn't seem to have anything though, he sighed slightly forcing himself to calm down and smirked lazily trying to give a cool impression as he cleared his throat to gain the one thats captured his interest attention. "Hey Ryou," he tried saying smoothly as possible as the other turned around.

"Oh! Akefia!" a smile lit up the others pale lips at the sight of his short tanned friend, "funny running into you here."

"I was picking up food, you?"

"Yeah, I kind of ran out yesterday," Ryou laughed awkwardly rubbing the back of his head, "Atem… I mean Mr Moto kind of told me I needed to eat! so here I am!"

"You don't have a basket though," Akefia pointed out noting that Atem wasn't moving still as he had hoped the other would return to his separate shopping and leave him and Ryou alone.

"Well actually Atem came with me to get food," Ryou glanced at the basket the other taller male had, "he's said he would hold it for me. No matter how much I said I was capable of shopping on my own. He insisted to help! and make sure I got proper food instead of just sweets!" Ryou explained happily, "isn't that sweet!"

"I would of kept you company if you called," Akefia pouted, not liking to think of the Pharaoh he still hated quite dearly could in any way be sweet and especially towards his love interest. Didn't the guy have better things to do, Ryou wasn't his host. Why wasn't he with Yugi or something. "So what have you been up to anyway Ryou?"

"Well firstly, that's very sweet of you, but that's would be an inconvenience to you!" Ryou smiled again and softly hitting the other on the shoulder in a playful way, freezing slightly and frowning as images flew to his mind as he touch the other shorter male. Scream. Fire. Death.

"Ryou? Are you still there?" Akefia frowned as the other paused.

"Um! Yeah!" Ryou shook his white puff of hair trying to shake away the images before a smile plastered itself back onto his lip, "I just got lost in thought I guess!" he laughed awkwardly, he would write that in his journal later though. Hm… it had felt real. But it couldn't of been a memory? it didn't look like Japan or any country he remembered being in, it had sand everywhere and there had been a boy with short grey hair. It was weird. And sad. But intriguing. "And actually have you heard 'the killers' are having a concert in two weeks!?"

"Um… yeah," Akefia lied simply receiving a slight scoff from Atem who picked up on the lie with ease.

"Really!? Are you going? I was going with the Moto's! But more friends the better!" Ryou clapped his hands together, "what about Bakura?"

"Um, yeah. We were probably going," Akefia said simply, "well that was the plan at least." He would need Bakura to acquire the tickets for this. He wouldn't have the slightest clue in fuck how to get them. Maybe he could cheat and use the shadows to get in?

"Thats fantastic! We could all go together!" Ryou practically cheered, "I'm so pleased! Are you happy At— Mr Moto!"

"You can call me Atem outside of class," Atem sighed slightly, "and yes. It's lovely you can spent more time with your 'friends'." He said simply sending the shorter Egyptian thief a warning glare that told him no funny business or else, "I will be looking forward to meeting up before the show. We can all give them our tickets together."

"Yeah whatever," Akefia huffed he knew the other was practically just saying he had to actually get tickets and not just sneak in like it would be easier to do.

"Come on Ryou," Atem smiled slightly looking at the pale boy, "we should finish up and get you home. We don't want the ice-cream you got to start melting or anything like that."

Ryou's slim frame jumped slightly and his eyes widened gasping, "your right! Bye Akefia! Ice-cream don't melt on me!" he quickly waved hurrying away to finish getting what he needed.

"Bye Ryou." Akefia sighed helplessly.

"Don't try any funny business with those tickets," Atem said warningly, "and I hope you didn't get a cat or anything dumb."

"No? Why on bloody earth would I get a cat," Akefia scoffed, well to be honest he liked cats. But that was besides the point.

"You have cat biscuits."

"Don't look at me," he huffed, "it's for the stupid parasite. You try feeding him." He quickly turned not interested in talking with his old enemy longer than he had to. They would never be friends or get along as he saw it. It was more they tolerated each other currently for Ryou's sake. But that was about as far as it would get. He couldn't get his village's destruction out of his head whenever he spoke with the other male, and it was his fault. Well… mostly his fault. It was confusing, but still he hated the other and that was all there was to it. Well he had to admit he didn't hate the other as much as he use too. Plus he didn't want to completely destroy him in revenge these days so that was an improvement. But still he had troubles looking at the other sometimes he was a living memory of what he had lost. At least now he had Ryou and no Pharaoh or stupid parasite would take that away. No Marik's. No one. Ryou would be his.

Atem sighed watching the other walk off, he obviously was still filled with hatred. Well he couldn't fix that, he tried to be civil with the other. Obviously they would never be friends or anything close. But he did some what hope the other would have a normal conversation someday with him without complete hate or desperation to leave. He sighed quickly going after Ryou who he had chosen to spend his morning with leaving Yugi and Yami to play board games and clean Yugi's normally messy room which Yami had hastily offered to help clean wishing to stay near their host. Even though the clean up was sort of pointless, Yugi had a tendency to have his room clean one minute and a mess the next. Without fail it would be a mess tomorrow. Yami should've learnt from Yugi's messy mind room. But still, Atem glanced up at the white haired boy he had come with trying to quickly finish shopping to 'save' his ice-cream. But still at least he was finally shopping, he had been eating easter chocolate for the last week and was in the desperation of good normal food. Except the meals that he had with the boy. He rolled his eyes quickly following after him as he shoved more items from another aisle into the basket and raced off again. He was so full of energy, why was it this energy seemed to disappear the second sport at school came up.

"Hey Atem! should I get frozen pizza," Ryou bounded over holding five different boxes filled with pizza's all different flavours and toppings.

"Get whatever you want as long as you get some healthy stuff as well," Atem held out the basket for the pizza's assuming it was more of a statement that he was getting them.

"Well," Ryou bit his lip slightly, "the pizza's are on sale. Ok! you've convinced me! I'll get them," he happily placed them in the basket happy to have pizza's for late night movie marathons.

"I think we've got enough for now," Atem glanced down at their collection of food, "come on we should head home."

"Okay dokay!" Ryou nodded walking happily towards the counter, "are you going to stay for lunch Atem. I mean it's a weekend and all, you and your brothers are wonderful company rather than eating alone?" he asked rocking back and forwards standing behind three or so people all purchasing their own foods.

"Well Yami and Yugi are busy," Atem said simply, "but I will keep you company if you wish." He would only be suckered into cleaning at home. Plus he liked to watch Ryou to ensure he was safe and happy. Also that none of his memories were bothering if any slipped past his power. Like when he dreamt about his father. Ryou hadn't mention anything else since and he hadn't really seemed to be any different, so he was left to assume that was a once off.

"I would love your company," Ryou giggled, "we can make toasted cheese and watch tv. I got a new board game we could play even. I mean if you wanted."

"Anything you want," Atem smiled at the slightly smaller male, "I'm pretty easy."

"Cool!"

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"Isis!" the addressed woman moaned slightly being shaken from her sleep. "Wake up!"

"Marik, I worked late," she yawned sleepily refusing to open her crystal blue eyes for her younger brother, "please let me sleep."

"I can't find my other me!" Marik whined, "he ran off this morning!"

"So?" Isis opened one eye, while she knew that her brothers Yami was more or less harmless these days and she allowed the other to live with them. Didn't mean it would overly bother her if he did leave. Plus he was constantly going random locations using shadow travel, he went to France once to get a hair gel Marik liked. It wasn't much use looking for him. "If your worried he has a phone."

"I know but it's here! without him!"

"He might have someone else phone," Isis attempted to get back to sleep.

"Thanks Isis!" Marik jumped up grabbing his phone and leaving the room and calling every number in his contacts and screaming his yami's name before getting quite confused reply and hanging up and swearing from the old ring spirit and his Egyptian version swore his ear off but otherwise everyone else was kind of just confused. He huffed collapsing on the couch helplessly.

"Looking for me?" a deep voice chuckled, "Hikari, you worry to dearly~"

"You might of been in jail asshole!" Marik jumped up scowling at his yami, "and how do I know what you're doing!"

"I went to China," Mariku huffed, "I was having breakfast. They have a cool vegetarian place I know how to shadow travel to." He rolled his eyes slightly holding out a bag, "I got you a doggy bag."

Marik smirked slightly, "fine you're forgiven, just leave a bloody note next time!"

"No way," Mariku smirked, "now eat before I force the food down that pretty throat of yours Yanushi."

"Fine," Marik huffed pulling his legs onto the couch and seeing what his Yami had gotten him, "by the way. Why is it that Ryou likes you all so much better. I was his Yami's partner in Battle city. Not you. You sent us to the shadows."

"And I am very sorry," Mariku glanced away, he really wish he hadn't done it. "But you are too pushy for him. He is confused, you need to be soft and caring towards his memory problem and stop hiding the truth from him."

"But I just want the stupid kiss to piss of those Bakura's!" Marik huffed.

"In good time my precious host," Mariku agreed simply, "but if all you require is a kiss. I would be pleased to oblige."

"I know you would," Marik huffed, "if I let you. You'd probably fuck me."

"Not without consent."

"Thought so," Marik smirked slightly, "also. You're going to make me fat! How much food did you get!"

"I figured it would stop you bitching that I can't take you through the shadows. Without a chance of losing you there," Mariku said simply, "it very hard to keep track of normal humans there."

"I know that dummy," Marik pouted, "still sucks I can't do it."

"I know," Mariku smirked taking a seat on the couch, "what did you want to get up to today anyway?"

"Not sure," he shrugged helplessly, "want to go play duck duck goose with the ducks at the park?"

A smirk twined its way onto his yami's lip, "yes."

"Now all I have to do is pick what to wear!"

"I'll help."

"Sure creep," Marik shrugged quickly eating the food his yami had brought him before jumping up from the couch, "now! you can't lie to me if I look fat in something though!"

"Of course not," Mariku agreed with a smirk. "As long as its revealing~"

"You're the creepiest creep," Marik sniggered.

"But you love it!" Mariku quickly followed his old host through the house turning on every light switch he passed happy as the lights exploded through the house preventing darkness from cornering him. Marik's siblings were going to be annoyed about it later as they complained about their rising power bills. But that was their problem not his. He flopped lazily on his old hosts double bed watching as Marik searched around for something to change into, despite him already wearing clothes that would be quite fine to go out in.

"Hey, do you remember the last time I wore this?" he held up a skin tight antique rose singlet. Mariku shook his head slightly, "ok then this should be fine to wear now!" he smirked victoriously removing his green t-shirt and letting his Yami stare at his muscled chest smirking goofily at his old host before he slipped on the singlet. "Now what pants! and should I wear my black vest with it? or do I wear that too often."

"Wear your grape one. And your skinny jeans," Mariku suggested watching as his Yanushi searched for said items.

"You know if you know how to dress, you could wear more than three outfits," Marik quickly whipped on his grape vest, it ended above his pants line. He huffed not receiving a reply and continuing to search for his pants. "Did you hear me. Or the shadows turn you death."

"It would more likely to be the gods to turn me death my dear," he smirked, "but I was thinking. I only own about six outfits."

"I know because you don't bloody like anything else or I want it more," Marik pouted pulling up his skinny black jeans from his pile on the ground.

"That's not my fault the shops fashion sense is shitty or my Hikari makes it look better," Mariku purred watching as his host changed his pants over before placing his hands on his hips.

"Get up lazy but," Marik huffed, "let's go torment some ducks!"

"Sounds like fun," Mariku smirked lazily getting of the mattress and following the smaller male down the stairs and into the the garage watching as his Hikari grabbed a helmet before jumping on his red motorcycle and he followed suit sitting behind and hugging around the other protectively as they rode to the park. Marik parked his 'baby' carefully before they set off on their epic quest of finding ducks to capture and chase each other with.

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Ryou smiled waving the other male off as he was left alone to his house and thoughts, sighing slightly as he went over to his journal and writing his weird he wasn't sure what to call it, but it intrigued him. It felt oddly like he should know. But still. The same time it felt like he shouldn't know. He hadn't had many memories or what felt like them in a while and the ones he had were odd, sometimes he was trapped in a dark room and others he just watched as his body did everything except what he wanted to do or really intense looking card games. It was weird. He shrugged lazily, who was he to judge. As far as he knew anyway it was his mind making them up so far. It was funny actually, he kind of looked like Bakura in some of them, then again if he just spiked his hair slightly he could probably look like Bakura. He laughed slightly at that thought, it was weird to look so similar to someone that your not related to. Akefia kind of looked like a tanned version too, except he would have to cut is hair for that he supposed. Maybe he should invite those two over for movies later? They seemed to be free most times he checked and they liked watching horror. It was a win win!

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Akefia huffed kicking the beanbag the pale teen had fallen asleep on, "get up asshole!" he snarled grumpily, he had been waiting for a few hours for the other to wake up and he was sick and tired of it.

"What," Bakura yawned lightly trying to ignore the Egyptian and sleep.

"Get up! What do you think that means!"

"Sleep."

"Stupid cat."

"Just get the fuck out of my room."

"I don't know how to use the stupid laptop thing to get tickets to some killers concert or something!"

"You want to go to a concert?" Bakura frowned opening one harsh mahogany eye curiously, "Yanushi's going isn't he."

"Shut up."

"Fine. I'll get us tickets," Bakura growled, "but Ryou will be mine you prick."

"Keep dreaming."

"Why, when my reality is so close to be perfect," Bakura sat up lazily reaching for his laptop and searching for the concert the other was referring to. "The killers?"

"Yeah that sounds right," Akefia huffed, "and you're not getting Ryou. He likes me more."

"No way," Bakura huffed, "got them, they should apparently be here in the mail in a week or so. But I got an email with it just in case."

"You fucking do that too easily," Akefia huffed moodily jumping as his phone rang, "hello?" he was still never sure with the silly thing.

"Akefia," a cheery voice piped through the speaker.

"Ryou," he smirked slightly poking out his tongue and trying to push Bakura away as he attempted to steal the device.

"Are you and Bakura free," Ryou's cheery voice questioned.

"I am," Akefia said simply.

"Ryou! I'm here too! Why didn't you call me," Bakura yelled leaning in as close to the speaker as possible.

"Bakura, am I on speaker."

"No, he's just being an ass. But I'm free."

"I'm more free than him!"

"Shut up idiot!"

"You're trying to leave me out!"

"No! But shouldn't you go back to sleep lazy cat!"

"I'm not a kitty!"

Ryou's voice giggled at the 'brothers' squabbling though the phone, "you can both come if you're interested in watching some horror films."

"I want to Ryou," Bakura kicked Akefia in the gut trying to pry the phone out of his tanned fingers.

"I want to more," Akefia snapped.

"You can both come! I have popcorn," they could hear the smile in the others voice, "more friends the better and we're all friends right!"

"Yeah," Bakura and Akefia pouted slightly, "friends."

"We'll be over soon," Bakura purred, "stay safe my Hikari."

"See you soon Ryou," Akefia sighed listening as the phone hung up, "don't fucking call him hikari remember! Its Ryou!"

"Shut up! I'm trying!"

"Obviously not hard enough," Akefia snarled, "stop thinking of him just as a damned host you stupid parasite."

"I know Ryou's not my host anymore. But he's still my light half."

"Whatever," Akefia rolled his eyes not bothered to fight, "I'm just going to shadow travel. Have fun."

"I'll beat your sorry ass there," Bakura snarled slipping on a random shirt from around his room and a jumper.

"Have fun with that," Akefia chuckled slinking into the shadows.

"I'll bloody beat you," Bakura huffed following the other into the shadows that would take them to his precious Ryou.

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Thank-you for reading

I feel like theres too much hate on Atem because I accidentally turned him into the villain (which I can see how he fits the role in my story) But still next chapter should be them going to the concert! Hope you excited and since I named the band if you have a favourite song you think would be cool to be played feel free to suggest away!

Also its a great day to update stories apparently! Because I've updated them all so far except Match! (thieves) which I really should update sometimehmmm