Surprise! Can anyone guess what the surprise is?

Also I've written 100,000 words! I know it said I did last chapter, but that was including the author notes (such as this). But now it is officially 100,000 words! yay!

Disclaimer-I don't own Yu-gi-oh or the characters

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Chapter 25

Surprise!

Marik sighed walking through the door, he had calmed down on the short trip home and his smirk was now non existent. He was first to the door because Mariku was still shaken and didn't even realise they were home yet and Rishid had to convince him to leave the car. He had sat in the back of the car and just leant on the window, frozen. He kind of felt bad for his twin, but didn't at the same time. He sighed, Mariku would get out of the car when he was ready. He had to go into the house now. He almost instantly regretted his choice to open the door as his eyes met with two sea blue ones. They were staring at him, her long black hair, still tied at each side slightly by two golden rings. She had a gem on her head and wore traditional Egyptian clothing. Just what they needed. "Marik!" She rushed over to him as he entered the house.

"Hello Isis, it's nice to see you too," he sighed, she probably didn't even know what happened properly yet and he still wasn't sure how much Rishid had and hadn't heard. "Why are you home from work?" He knew the answer, but still.

"I heard you got upset at school, so I came home. It was defiantly a surprise to get a text from Ryou. He was worried," Isis sighed looking at Marik.

"That sounds like Ryou," Marik chuckled, "I'm fine, actually I was happy. Mariku. I broke him," Marik sighed.

"You broke him?" Isis looked at Marik confused, almost no one in the family had seen him like this.

"I told him what he wanted, but he didn't actually want it," Marik sighed glancing at the ground and fiddling with his earring, "I had a rant about my past and he couldn't handle it well. But I didn't stop, I really enjoyed it. Is that bad?"

"No, you just needed to get it off your chest," Isis sighed.

"It was fantastic. I didn't want to stop, I wanted to go on for ever. I had years of stories to go on about. I was loving it and I loved that it bugged Mariku. He thought he could handle it, but he couldn't. I can't say why, even when I saw him broken on the ground. I laughed, I was having fun and I didn't want to stop, is that normal?" Marik looked up at his sister nervously. He wasn't sure how she would respond. Would she be revolted? Would she be understanding? Or just confused.

"I can't say I know what to say, but it's ok. You weren't thinking straight. You let your emotions get the better of you," Isis paused. Marik was blushing, he was thinking about his emotions and that Bakura kissed him. "Your blushing?"

"W-what!" Marik spluttered rubbing his cheeks as if it would do anything to remove the red colour.

"What were you thinking about?" Isis questioned, she had never seen her brother blush like that.

"I was just thinking how they ended up shutting me up and convincing me that I had screwed up," Marik sighed.

"How did they get you you stop?" Isis asked curiously.

"Um, m-my friend did a normal friend thing to do with other friends," Marik tried to avoid saying he kissed him. "The details aren't important."

"What details?" she prompted.

"They aren't important," Marik sighed, he didn't really feel like explaining.

"Marik?"

"He kissed him!" Mariku waltzed into the house swinging on the door. "It's ok for those two though, they've kissed before."

"I swear I looked away for 2 seconds," Rishid sighed entering the house. Mariku chuckled happily as he ran over to Marik and swung one of his big arms around Marik's shoulders.

"Hey brother! Marik kissed a boy! Marik and Bakura sitting in a tree k-i-s-s-i-n-g!" Mariku chuckled.

"Marik?" Isis stared at her brother in shock.

"We are really just friends," Marik looked up at his sister, even though Mariku was still hugging him tightly.

"Can I kiss you too!" Mariku swung Marik in his arms. He had obviously located the alcohol Marik hid in his brothers car. It was extremely strong, so his brother was already probably drunk, "or are your lips reserved for the thief?" Mariku chuckled playing with Marik's lips, squishing them.

"Thief?" Rishid repeated thoughtfully, just loud enough for him to hear and not anyone else in the room.

"Mariku, your drunk," Marik sighed pushing his brother away, "did you drink the alcohol I hid in Rishid's car?"

"Maybe…"

"Mariku! You should of known it was extremely strong your the one who bet me to get it," Marik sighed.

"Shhhh! Shh, shhh," Mariku placed his finger on Marik's mouth and gave him a towering hug. Marik rolled his eye, his twin was so random when he was drunk. "Marik, I told you I would be fine. I won!"

"Sure, you won. Can I go to my room now," Marik sighed.

"Mariku," Isis stared at her younger brother, she hadn't actually seen him drunk before. "Mariku, please just go to your room. Marik could we ask you a few questions first?"

"Sure, why not," Marik sighed rolling his eyes he had a feeling he wasn't going to be able to get out of it anyway.

"I don't want to go," Mariku moaned.

"I hid a chocolate bar in your room," Marik stared at his brother blankly. His eyes widened and he sprant up the stairs, "that should keep him busy for a while. So what you wanted to ask about?"

"Well I'm not sure if you know I heard most of your rant," Rishid started.

"No I didn't know that," Marik huffed, he had hoped that he hadn't heard.

"But, how did this start?" Rishid eyed Marik curiously, "I heard a lot of kids talking about you on my way."

"Do you want to know?" Marik raised an eyebrow, Rishid nodded. "Well, I went to the park yesterday and as you know I have weird friends, so Bakura kissed me! Kids from school saw and bugged me if we were dating because of it, but he's just a friend. Than I got angry and asked if kissing someone instantly meant your dating than I listed all the people I would be dating if that was true. Than Akefia asked what I meant about Mariku. Than they got into a fight about that, by the way Akefia knew about our life in Egypt already. So while he promised to not say more if I asked, he went a little far and than I started crying. Than people in the group figured out that father was abusive to me and than let me see Mariku was getting pissed because apparently I should of told him when it was happening. I asked him if he wanted to start this and he said yes, so I started it. Is that what you wanted to know?" Marik questioned he couldn't help but smirking slightly. "May I go now? Or was there anymore questions?"

"I think we just have a few more questions," Rishid stated.

"You kissed your friend twice?" Isis was apparently still shocked over that factor.

"Yes, and actually he kissed me twice. We are just friends, Bakura would never be in a serious relationship," Marik sighed, "actually, this would be three times now. Actually five," he whispered, he had kissed him in the school when they made up. Plus he kissed him twice when he was annoyed at Mariku for kissing him.

"Ok," Rishid nodded, that wasn't what he was going to question. He believed that they were actually just friends. He had seen the other teen for a while now and that just seemed to be how he acted. Plus he was pretty sure his youngest brother wouldn't even consider dating someone of the same sex. "What I wanted to ask was this, how did Akefia know? and also what was it Mariku exactly wanted?"

"Akefia found our underground house, he was living there for a while before the foster system figured out he didn't have a family. And for your second question, Mariku wanted me to tell him why I didn't tell him what Father did to me and why I went to the trouble of lying when I believed it was justified and right. But how was I meant to tell him? But he wanted to hear my reasoning. Did that answer all your questions?" Marik raised an eyebrow, "also before you say anything Isis, yes I kissed my friend and yes we are purely just friends. I kissed Mariku, I've kissed his brother and two girls. One of which is one of my friends. We cool now?"

"I suppose so," Rishid pointed to Marik's bedroom, he smirked and flicked his blond hair behind his shoulder as he went up stairs. He got out of yet another school day, two in a row now.

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"I'm surprised you acted so mature in your own way brother," Ryou smiled looking at Bakura.

"What the hell! I just wanted to kiss him," Bakura crossed his arms grumpily. "And he broke your little boyfriend."

"H-he's not my-my boyfriend," Ryou stumbled, blushing deeply, "and still even if you just wanted to kiss him, it was still sweet. Your so sweet to him brother," Ryou smiled, Bakura was always looking out for the other teen, even if his brother didn't always realise.

"He is still just my play thing," Bakura shrugged, "I don't want a broken one."

"Of course brother," Ryou smiled parking the car in the drive way.

"Do you think Marik would mind if I went over?" Bakura sat in the car grumpily, he wanted to see what the other teen was doing now. He had gone home early two day's in a row, it seemed like he was never going to school and even when they did they didn't have any time alone, he was always sitting with the stupid friendship group.

"Not at all brother!" Ryou said excitedly, "I could go over and help Mariku with our project! That way I could make sure Mariku doesn't bug you while your with Marik," he added quickly.

"Sure," Bakura sighed, getting out of the car. "I'm getting changed first." Ryou nodded and bounced out of the car, he would get changed too. He walked up to his room and pulled off his shirt as he rummaged for the one he was looking for. He smiled happily he found a white collared shirt and quickly slipped it on. He pulled out a cream jumper next and slipped it over his head. His brother was already out the door again, he quickly changed into jeans and quickly left after him. His brother didn't really like waiting. But maybe he should of left a note first, so their Dad wouldn't worry? No, Bakura would start getting impatient. He quickly got to the car, carefully closing the door behind him. "Can we go to the shops first?"

"Sure thing brother!" Ryou smiled jumping into the car, should he ask why? he glanced at his brother as he pulled out of the drive way. Probably be safer not to ask, his brother seemed in a good enough mood and if that was true he had no intent on changing it.

"Why do you always drive?" Bakura growled leaning on the window, Ryou always seemed to drive everywhere.

"Not sure brother," Ryou shrugged, he wasn't going to tell him it was because he thought Bakura was a bad driver and he sped all the time. Also he got really angry at other drivers, "maybe you can drive home?"

"Why can't I drive from the shops?" Bakura stared at his brother, he knew Ryou wasn't telling the real reason.

"Um, because I wasn't planning on getting out of the car," Ryou glanced at Bakura as he prepared to stop at the lights.

"You could just jump over a seat," Bakura crossed his arms.

"Ok, you can drive from the shops to Marik's house. I just figured you wanted to get in faster, but now your going to take longer to lock up the car and make sure it is properly turned off so we don't get a flat battery," Ryou mused, his brother was always so defensive but he could be persuaded easily if he thought it was an advantage to him.

"Fine, I'll just bloody drive home…" Bakura growled, he knew exactly what his twin was doing. But he had a point and if he let Ryou go first than he would be forced to wait at the door for someone to open it. Ryou smiled starting the car again as he turned into the shops, "I'll be quick, just get ready to go when I come back," Bakura smirked getting out of the car, Ryou sighed as he watched his brother bump into someone. She looked like a girl from school, she didn't seem to mind. She stared after the pale teen as he left to go inside the shop.

Ryou rolled his eyes, his brother couldn't just pay for anything himself could he? The girl walked off, obviously not realising the other teen had taken her wallet. Ryou sighed, hopefully Mariku wouldn't mind him just popping over, same goes with the rest of the Ishtar's. Maybe he should of called first? Bakura was already coming back now though, so he didn't have any time. "What did you get?"

"Nothing," Bakura growled, but he was holding a plastic bag with something inside. Ryou smiled Bakura would tell him later anyway. He quickly made the short trip from the shops to the Ishtar's house. Bakura jumped out the second the car stopped and went up to the door and dragged it open. Ryou sighed, he really wished his brother could at least have the decency to knock first. Bakura stalked into the house, so far he hadn't seen anyone. He could hear Rishid and Isis's voices coming from the kitchen though. He guessed they were talking about Marik.

He slunk through the house, passing the open lounge room. He paused, as sandy hair caught the corner of his eye. One of the Egyptian twins must be in there, he poked his head around the corner. It was his one, fast asleep. He chuckled walking into the room, he poked the sleeping form. It wiggled slightly, "Isis, I told you we're just friends." Marik battered away his hand, his sister was still going on about it.

"I see can't get me off your mind?" Bakura chuckled, snapping Marik out of his half daze and staring blankety at the other teen. He sat up blankly letting the blanket slip off, he really liked this surprise visits. Marik didn't seem to wear shirts when he was home.

"Bakura!?" Marik was suddenly awake all at once, "why are you here?"

"Well, I brought this," he held up the plastic bag, "I promise it has no blood."

"Blood?" Marik stared at the bag curiously, taking it off the other teen. "You got me ice-cream?"

"I heard that's what you get girls when there upset," Bakura smirked, "plus I said I would at the start of class, but you said no bloody ice-cream. I can insure you this contains non of that."

"Hey!" Marik pouted, "I'm not a girl and I'm not upset."

"I know, you wouldn't be as much fun if you were a girl," Bakura chuckled, "also its nice to know you think about me in your sleep." Marik stared wide lilac eyed at the other teen, blushing ten shades darker. "That's probably Ryou," Bakura sighed as he heard a faint knock on the door, "I'll get it." He sighed jumping off the couch. "Greetings brother!" Bakura smirked opening the door, "come on in!"

"Um, thank-you?" Ryou looked around cautiously.

"It's ok Ryou!" Marik yelled, unlike Bakura he doubted Ryou would just walk into someones house without being invited, "Mariku's in his room!"

"Thank-you!" Ryou yelled back to Marik quietly making his way into the house and dashing up the stairs. Mariku's door was slightly opened already, should he knock? He pushed the wooden door slightly to peek in, the other teen was on the bed. Passed out cold, he could just start working while the other teen slept. He smiled sneaking in the room and sitting at the computer desk, Mariku had broken glass and clothes everywhere. But he didn't mind, he seemed so peacefully passed out on the bed. He had changed his pants, but he still had his school shirt on with all his jewellery of course.

Bakura smirked as his brother snuck into the other teens room, he went back into the lounge room where Marik was waiting. "Do you want to go to the kitchen?" Marik questioned as the pale teen came back, "we could put the ice-cream in bowls? and then we could both have it!"

"Sure," Bakura smirked, "this counts as a date right?" he chuckled.

"Sure, what ever. A date with just friends," Marik chuckled jumping up from the lounge, Bakura huffed and threw away his surprised expression. The other teen had kind of just agreed with him, he followed him quietly to the kitchen. They walked in quietly, but still all the noise froze as he followed Marik in. He had forgotten Isis and Rishid didn't know he was here. "Oh, hey sis. Bakura decided to pop over, hope that's ok." Marik added trying to find two bowls, he was barely in the kitchen so he didn't know where everything was exactly. Bakura smirked as he went over to Marik, by the sounds of it and the look he was getting Isis was still probably thinking about when he kissed her little brother.

"I'm sorry for intruding," Bakura smirked, "I just wanted to make sure my friend was ok."

"I found two bowls!" Marik smiled victoriously as he begun scooping out ice-cream into each, Bakura chuckled as Marik turned around. His siblings were probably shocked he wasn't wearing a shirt around Bakura, he hated people to see his back.

"We're going to go sit in the lounge room, hey Bakura did you want to watch a movie?" Marik suggested, he didn't really know what to do.

"I thought you didn't like watching movies?" Bakura raised an eyebrow as he followed the other teen out of the room, he smirked knowing that he still had two pairs of eyes plastered on him.

"It's better when I'm with someone," Marik sighed, "like a friend or something." Bakura chuckled, but agreed anyway. "I think, I'm getting to like them more. Plus it's fun with you around." Bakura smirked, the other teen liked him around. Good.

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"Grr," Mariku growled as he stretched out slowly, he had fallen asleep looking for something. He couldn't remember what he was looking for exactly though now. He scratched his head as he slowly sat up, what was he looking for? he stared blankly at the wall. He should probably get out of his school shirt first though. School what happened to that anyway? He stretched out his arms, what happened. Right! Marik! he had a rant and they went home, he couldn't really remember what happened when they got home though. He could worry about that later, he would just ask Marik. He stood up slowly making sure to dodge the broken glass. He sighed as the ground creaked, seriously. He looked down at his shirt, right. He should get changed, his black singlet was somewhere on his desk. Or was it in the wash? Isis sometimes raided his room, plus she said if she didn't he would never get anything washed. But she would of gotten mad about the broken glass, so it was probably still on his desk. He unbuttoned his shirt and spun around. He sighed as he begun removing it completely, then opened his eyes.

His eyes widened, as he found the pale teen sitting at his desk. He was staring at his chest, with a deep red blush on this face. He recognised this teen, "glad to see your awake Mariku," the other teen gulped. Staring at the other teen, undressing in front of him. He had a huge scare up the top left side of his chest, it seemed to pierce through his skin.

He smirked, "hello Creampuff," he chuckled at the other teen. He finished taking of his shirt, maybe he would leave it off for now. The other teens reaction was priceless, "sneaking into someone's room while they're sleeping. Naughty, naughty Creampuff." Mariku wiggled his little finger coming closer, what was the other teen doing in his room anyway?

"I'm sorry!" Ryou bowed, whacking into the other teens chest with his head. "Ouch," he rubbed his head softly dragging it up, he knew he was blushing. But he couldn't make it go away. "I-I came to work on the group project, you slept last time while I was doing it…so I figured you wouldn't mind," Ryou added apologetically trying to avoid eye contact and instead stare off into the distance. Mariku didn't seem angry though, he was calling him Creampuff. No one had called him that before. Where did Mariku get it?

"Project? Huh?" Mariku stared at the screen blankly, he didn't even know what it was about. "Why aren't you scared of me?" Mariku stared at the other teen, he had never seemed scared of him. Even his brother showed fear when it came to death, not much but slight. This teen had never shown worry when his was the life on the line.

"Why am I not scared?" Ryou repeated, "why? should I be?" Ryou smiled at the other teen.

"Come on Creampuff, I'm hungry," Mariku growled, grabbing onto the kids cream jumper. "And I'm not bloody leaving you in my room alone so you can mess with all my stuff." Ryou smiled he didn't mind, he was pretty sure he could hear a movie. Marik and Bakura must of decided to watch one, even though he could hear them discussing different view points on one part. It sounded like they were watching a disney film.

"He isn't a real prince!" Bakura complained, "you can't just wish for that!"

"It's magic Bakura!" Marik moaned, "he is."

"I don't care if it's magic!" Bakura growled back, "where is he the prince of huh? No where! Which means the stupid wish maker dude just practically helped him play bloody dress-up!"

"Bakura! It's magic! and he's the prince of…where ever he said!" Marik fought back.

It sounded like they were having fun, Ryou sighed following the other teen into the kitchen. Marik's older siblings were at the bench. "Hello, Mr and Misses Ishtar," Ryou smiled politely, "Marik let me in."

"It's nice to see you Ryou," Isis sighed, this twin was so polite compared to the other one. "We're sorry about earlier," Isis decided to apologise. Ryou had been the one to text them that Marik wasn't ok.

"It's ok," Ryou smiled, "I'm sorry if my brother just barged into your house without knocking."

"You came into my room while I was sleeping," Mariku added lazily to the conversation trying to find something that didn't involve any cooking.

"I didn't think you would mind," Ryou blushed ducking a bit, "you were asleep when I arrived and I figured you went to sleep last time I came over to work on the project you wouldn't mind."

"Still, you barged in without knocking," he chuckled darkly, "I could of been doing anything in there. I could of been getting dressed, or I could of been killing a person for all you know," Mariku chuckled darkly.

"I doubt the second thing and I did peek through your door a bit before I entered to ensure it was ok," Ryou pointed out. Mariku growled, why didn't he think he could be killing someone up there. He never had but still.

"You don't think I could kill someone?" Mariku chuckled, slamming Ryou against the wall. He didn't mind that his siblings were watching, Marik had enough weird friends anyway. Ryou stared at him blankly.

"While it is possible for anyone to kill someone, I just doubt you would be doing it in your room or at least who? You don't seem to get violent unless your annoyed," Ryou stated calmly, "or when your trying to prove a point."

"Are you sure?" Mariku growled, as he snatched out a knife and held it to the other teens throat. "Are you scared now Creampuff?"

"Not really," Ryou stared at the other teen blankly.

"Mariku!" Isis was getting out of her seat quickly. Mariku ignored her and glared into the other teens eyes.

"What makes you so sure I will not kill you?" Mariku growled, "I could do it faster than my sister could stop me. Do you not think I can kill someone?"

"Well, I just don't think you would kill me, but as I've stated previously. Prove me wrong if you wish," Ryou sighed, "and from what I know, you are most defiantly able to kill someone."

"How do you know that?" Mariku glared at the other teen.

"You were pretty successful in your attempt against Marik," Ryou concluded. Mariku's eyes widened and he stared at the other teen, he took a step back as Isis came over worriedly. "I'm sorry," Ryou bowed, "please don't be upset Mariku." Ryou leant in and wrapped his arms around the other teen, he froze. No one had hugged him out of the family before. His face lit up pink, no he was stronger than his. He dared a glance down at the little white fur ball snuggling his face into his bare chest.

"It's ok Creampuff, I can change my murder session for later," Mariku pushed away from the other teen, "here eat this," he shoved a packet of biscuits into the other teens chest, "it's the only thing I could find that didn't need cooking."

"Ok," Ryou smiled, "I think if you were going to have a murder session you would need somewhere more private. Preferably not in the same house as a police officer," Ryou smiled sweetly. Mariku smirked at the other teen, he was an odd kid. But he would be lying if he said he didn't somewhat like him.

"I think your right Creampuff," Mariku chuckled.

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I figured this could have more deathshipping and thiefshipping! Also in case you didn't know the surprise was Bakura and Ryou coming over…not Bakura buying Marik ice-cream…

Also by the way with the fight between Marik and Bakura, it was actually a fight I had with my brother about 'Aladdin' so please don't steal it…that sounds really dumb. Sorry! Also if you do have a say on the fight please be free to say :)

I also noticed I had Ryou driving a lot so I figured I would explain it more!

~Hope you like it anyway~

Thankyou for reading…