Well actually I had half of this written for a couple weeks… then I hit a writers block, sorry… I'm not going to make excuses why I didn't post sooner, I've been drawing and stuff instead, sorry~ Anyway getting more on with the proper plot this chapter! Yay! I will try to get more updates (Frequent ones)

QUICKLY~ Merry Christmas! and also goodbye 2016~ (It ends in like 3 hours and 20 minuets for me) Hope everyone had a great year! see you in 2017!

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

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Chapter 38

The Interrogation Game

Marik growled slightly at Mariku chuckling on the lounge as he opened the door, ready to go to Bakura's. Though Mariku was technically dating Ryou he didn't bother going over daily like Marik, and he still couldn't see how he was bothered.

He froze as he almost got a fist in the face, by a purple haired girl. "Namu!" Miho hugged the tanned teen excitedly, knowing she wouldn't be able to do it in front of his over protective boyfriend. Bakura. She looked at the other tanned teen, trying not to giggle. He had tight grape skinny coloured jeans on, with a rosewood skin tight singlet, that barely made it down to his waist and a cherry rose vest. With a dog tag and all his normal jewellery he seemed inseparable from. He could definitely be a girl, the way he dressed and his honey golden hair.

"Hello Miho," Marik growled slightly at the name, he had made it up to get people to stop bugging him about the rumours that were spreading through the school still. But the second the friendship group heard the name, they had begun calling him it like mad.

"I hope this isn't a bad time," Miho stared at the other teen worriedly taking her eyes away from the unusual outfit.

"Well I was going to go to Bakura's?" Marik shrugged awkwardly, but quickly added seeing the purple haired girl's face drop considerably, "but I guess I could skip this once. I'll just have to text Bakura." He quickly flipped out his phone and begun typing, 'hey asshole, Miho decided to make a surprise visit! Sound like anyone familiar?' Marik smirked slightly, Bakura would be pissed he was blowing him off for Miho. But in his defence they were probably just going to sit around making out again, don't get him wrong it was fun. But still, 'won't be coming over today though…' finished typing and sent it before looking back at Miho, "so, why are you making this surprise visit anyway?"

"Um…it's not important really," she said shyly looking at her feet awkwardly, she quickly peeked side to side into Marik's house. Marik looked around confused, what was she looking for? He turned his purple gaze back to the purple haired girl, "I just figured since you've been telling your siblings you've been hanging out with me so much…it might be nice to actually hang out."

"Oh Miho-san!" Marik smiled, "of course! come in," he quickly let the girl into the house, "my rooms up there and thats the lounge room and the kitchen," he did a quick tour of the house. "We can sit in my room if you want? Mariku's is the one next to it," Marik added leading the girl up the stairs, "I wouldn't suggest going in there. He has stuff every where and I'm not sure exactly, but last time I checked he still had a smashed glass somewhere."

"Oh," Miho smiled get toured around the house before being finally led into Marik's room, it was pretty tidy except a couple of clothe piles here and there, "I never would of guess you'd pick cream walls?"

"Oh…they just came with the house," Marik shrugged sitting down on his bed, "I like it anyway, not being a fan of the dark and all… what did you exactly want to do? I think we have board games somewhere, or we could eat? Or just sit around… go to the shops, what did you want to do exactly?"

"Whatever," Miho giggled, "I just wanted to hang out for a while, we could play a game? Or do you own any movies?"

"Um yeah…" Marik bit his lip slightly, "they're either disney or action if thats ok? Or a couple random ones… not really any recent ones though, we got them when we moved here and that was just out of curiosity," Marik shrugged, "so I can show you them and you can pick which ever one you want or we could just figure something else to do."

"Ok!" Miho said excitedly, "but disney?"

"Shut up!" Marik pouted, he would point out he was twelve when he got them but figured it didn't make it sound much better so instead kept his mouth closed as he lead her to the lounge room and pointed at the small range of films they could watch, Miho glanced over the films trying to decide which to watch while Marik checked his phone

'Are you blowing me off!'

'no…I'm just staying home today~'

'Stay at my home!'

'You have Ryou… you two can bond like brothers~'

'I'm bloody well bonded to my bloody brother!'

'Good, go play wii or something… I think I saw one near your tv…'

'yeah…you could play wii too?'

'not today'

'why not today! I like today!'

'guess what…'

'what?'

'when tomorrow comes it'll be today so we can hang out then'

'What?'

'See you tomorrow sweetie~'

'get back here ass!'—'Marik?'—'M'—'A'—'R'—'I'—'K'—'!'—'Come back!'

"Did you pick one?" Marik glanced up at the purple haired girl who nodded, "ok…I'll set it up—seriously?" he growled looking at the movie she chose, "Peter Pan?"

"Yep!" Miho giggled, "you said I could chose! and you own it~"

"Fine," Marik rolled his eyes heading towards the dvd player, "Mariku move your sorry ass were watching a movie and we need to sit on something!"

"What movie brother?" Mariku chuckled, "Peter Pan? If I over heard correctly~ Maybe I wanted to watch too~"

"Well you can move to the other lounge!" Marik pointed to the other lounge as his bother gruffly moved to it

"But I liked that one better!" he moaned childishly, "Marik! Why do you hate me!"

"Thats the least of your problems," Marik sighed sitting on the lounge and patting it for Miho to sit as well, "aren't you meant to be in detention right now anyway?"

"Well… no," Mariku pouted, "I think they were framing the wrong Egyptian… I'm a very punchual student!"

"Punctual," Marik moaned

"I don't bloody care what they called it," Mariku huffed, "they have no bloody proof I wasn't at school on time."

"Actually Mariku they do," Marik pointed out, "those slips of paper they give us tell us we were late…"

"Oh," Mariku smirked, "I just thought they wanted me to make paper airplanes with them~ Go figure they got mad when I chucked it at the teachers head~"

"They bloody got mad because you threw it at her on purpose!" Marik growled, "and were not fighting about this and the movies staring so shut up!"

"Not talking," Mariku smirked

"You just did!"

"No I didn't, your hearing things brother… Miho? Can you hear anything?"

Miho giggled slightly at the brothers friendly bickering

"Miho prove me right!"

"No, sorry Marik," she shrugged, "I can't hear a thing except the movie…"

"Miho! Your taking his side!"

"Whose side brother? How can she take my side when I'm not talking?"

"You are! You know what screw you! Talk if you bloody want to I don't care!" Marik huffed puffing out his cheeks, "Miho did you want pop corn? I think we have some…"

"I don't mind," Miho giggled as Marik got up to find it, "your missing the movie!"

"I've seen it a billion times anyway!" Marik yelled back

"So you sit around watching 'Peter Pan'?" Miho said back as he walked into the room holding a bowl.

"I didn't mean it like that!" Marik protested, "I meant I use to watch it heaps… not any more!"

"Sure," Miho nodded her head up and down, "I believe you~" she winked cheekily settling down for the movie

"I'm serious!" Marik protested

"I know, I said I believe you~"

"Bleh!" Marik poked out his tongue, "fine… I win then!"

The rest of the movie went by pretty quietly except for Mariku making a weird comment here and there, Marik glanced up as the door bell rang… Who could that be? he rolled his eyes, "I'll get it… I think I know who it is anyway"

"Marik! Could you get that!" Isis yelled from the kitchen

"Already getting it sis!" Marik groaned opening the door, "hey Bakura"

"Awe aren't you happy to see me sweetie~" Bakura smirked, "look~ I brought my wii~ We can play now!"

"Seriously thats why you came?" Marik rolled his eyes at his boyfriend, "come in then… I don't know how to set it up and how many controllers do you have anyway?"

"Four… and I can set it up," Bakura confirmed

"Hey Ryou," Marik smiled as the second white haired boy came to their door, "come in…Mariku's in the lounge room…" Ryou smiled coming into the house as well, they all went to the lounge room, "what are you doing Mariku?" Mariku glanced at his brother standing on the chair.

"She bloody challenged me!" Mariku growled, "and I'm going to prove her wrong!" he sprinkled glitter? over his head and jumped from the chair, "see nothing!"

"Your obviously not believing hard enough," Miho teased, when it boiled down to it Mariku was a big child.

"What are you trying to do exactly," Ryou blinked curiously

"Oh! Creampuff you're here," Mariku smirked, "you believe a whole bunch right? Can I pour glitter on you and drop you off the couch?"

"What!" Ryou jumped slightly, "I think that might hurt?"

"No," Mariku shook his head, "I can catch you… I just want to prove you can't fly…"

"Um, why?"

"We watched 'Peter Pan' and they poured glitter over him and he flew, I say its stupid," Mariku gruffed

"'Peter pan'? I don't think it works like that in real life," Ryou shook his head, "I can teach you a clapping game instead?"

"What does the winner get?"

"Um… you can punch my arm?" Ryou shrugged

"Sure," Mariku rolled his eyes, "want to do it in my room… I only have one broken thing on my floor at the moment"

"What did you break?"

"A vase I stole about a week or two ago," Mariku chuckled, "don't worry it looked like shit I did them a favour!"

"Why did you steal it?"

"I wanted to smash it," Mariku dragged the pale teen out of the room

"If you like I can go buy a bunch of old china from somewhere and we can smash it outside my house sometime?"

"Can we steal the china?"

"No…"

"Please?"

"No…"

"Well it sound like they have some plans," Marik sighed, "and did you actually challenge him?"

"Well… I just said if he believed hard enough it 'might' work," Miho giggled, "and he took that as a challenge and stormed out and brought back glitter… he failed about three times before you came back"

"Of course he did," Marik moaned, "Bakura brought his wii? Did you want to play?"

"Sounds like fun Namu!"

"Stop calling me that!" Marik flushed red

"I think its cute," Bakura chuckled setting up the console to the television, "I have super smash bro's if you want to play that?"

"Sound cool to me," Marik shrugged, "and I don't want to sound cute! I'm very manly!"

"Sorry hun~ With all that jewellery you wear and your lovely kohl markings, your golden hair~ the purple you wear to match your purple eyes~ You can't even come close to being manly~" Bakura smirked, "thats ok, I'm very manly… so I make up for it!"

"What! How are you manly!" Marik pouted, "I'm a billion times manlier than you! I just have a bigger wardrobe!"

"Thats girly~" Bakura smirked, "wouldn't you agree Miho?"

"You two both sound girly in my option," she smiled cheekily

"What!" the stared at her mortified, "How!"

"You just do!" she smiled cheekily, "come on! Lets play!"

"Fine," Marik pouted sitting on the lounge next to her and Bakura next to him, "I'm 'dark pit'"

"Fine, I'm 'Bowser'!" Bakura smirked changing his characters colour to black and white

"I'll be jiggly puff!" Miho giggled, "someone has to pick the winning character~"

"I'm not losing to a pink puff," Bakura scoffed

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…TEN MINUETS LATER…

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"I won~" Miho winked cheekily as she Ko'ed Bakura's last life away, "told you I picked the winning character!"

"I can't believe I bloody lost to a pink ball!" Bakura growled, "its cheating! It can bloody float!"

"Thats not my fault," Miho giggled

"I lost…" Marik sighed, "and three out of my five lives were self destructs… Pity me!"

"Why? Your the one who ran off the edge once, and blew yourself up twice," Bakura smirked

"I was trying to grab it!" Marik protested

"Best to three," Bakura was suddenly back on Miho, he hated to lose and he planned to change his scores.

"Sure," Miho giggled, "just don't be upset when I win ok?"

"Pfft! Like that'll happen!" Bakura rolled his eyes

"I could win!" Marik protested

"No…just no," Bakura smirked shaking his head, "you suck at this game… you didn't even kill anyone in the last round."

"Yeah! But I know the controls better now!" Marik protested, "just start!"

Bakura smirked staring the round, they all sat on the edge of their seat like victory meant saving the world or not, Isis blinked walking into the room watching the three teen play intently, Marik shoving his hand in Bakura's face as he apparently killed his last life again…

"Oh," Marik glanced up at his sister, "hey Isis… Bakura decided to pop over as well… Ryou's with Mariku in his room," Marik smirked as he heard Bakura cursing again as Miho beat his last life.

"Best to ten!"

"Were already done best to five? and you have one point compared to my five?" Miho pointed out

"Yeah! And I can bloody change that! I'll have ten bloody points and you'll only have five!" Bakura fought back

"What are you playing Marik?" Isis questioned, they didn't really own any console… just the DVD player.

"Bakura's wii," Marik shrugged, "it's called 'super smash bros'"

"Ok, have fun Marik?" Isis shrugged awkwardly before leaving the room again

"Fine… we can do best to ten," Miho sighed, "then I should go home."

"Fine by me," Bakura smirked, "get ready to lose puff ball!"

"Can you even pretend theres a chance I'm going to win?" Marik moaned

"Oh course! But I'll still beat both of you," Bakura smirked

"Wow! Loving the support," Marik rolled his eyes at his overly competitive boyfriend

"Good," Bakura smirked, "but I'm not just going to hand you victory!"

"That's because it'll be mine~" Miho giggled

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NINE ROUNDS LATER

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"Told you I'd win~" Miho giggled as her character dancing in sweet victory on the screen

"At least I finally got a point," Marik pouted

"How did I only get bloody three more points! I didn't even get five points! Four!" Bakura growled

"Anyway I should head home," Miho smiled getting off the lounge and waving goodbye to Marik and Bakura, "Bye!" she yelled out a final goodbye.

"Bye Miho!" Isis voice rang out, "have a safe trip home!"

"So what did you want to do now Bakura?" Marik glanced at his boyfriend, "if we invited Mariku and Ryou down we could play 'super smash bros' again? And my brothers never played so your likely to beat him," Marik smirked

"Sound like a plan," Bakura smirked, "Ryou! Get down here and bring the knuckle head with you!"

Marik smirked as he watched his brother come down the stairs with Ryou and smash Bakura in the head, "whose the knuckle head now asshole!"

"Still you~" Bakura smirked, "did you guys want to play with us?"

"Sure," Ryou smiled, "did you want to play Mariku?"

"Sure… why bloody not?" he rolled his eyes following the other teens into the lounge room, he had to sit on the ground since the lounge couldn't fit more then three people sitting up… Ryou surprisingly ended up winning the most rounds, and he just used the random character choice… cheater.

"We should probably get home, I need to start on dinner," Ryou smiled sweetly, "do you mind if we leave the wii here? I can come pick it up another time."

"Sure," Marik shrugged.

"Bakura? Ryou?" Rishid walked into the lounge room, "how long have you two been here?"

"Oh! Mr Ishtar! The head of this lovely household!" Bakura chuckled, "I'm honoured to be in your presence! But we were just leaving!"

"Its pretty late," Rishid glanced up at the clock, "why don't you stay for dinner?"

"What?" Marik stared at his brother in utter confusion. Last time he checked Bakura was apparently a bad influence on him and also at the top of the list as suspects for the stolen Sennen Items.

"Hey!" Bakura pouted, "you say that like satan saving the world would be more likely! Then me getting asked to stay at your house for dinner!"

"Well sorry it kind of is Kura," Marik eyed his boyfriend, telling him no funny business while his brother was watching, "this is my brother who said to stay away from you is now inviting you to stay for dinner. Do you see my point?"

"Not really," Bakura smirked, "I'm liked world wide~"

"Um…" Ryou broke in, "we don't want to intrude…"

"Its not intruding if he invites you," Mariku pointed out, "and your already here… what don't like us anymore?"

"No! No!" Ryou shook his head violently, "its not like that at all!"

"Awe brother!" Bakura smirked, "don't you like the Ishtar's? Why don't you want to stay for dinner?"

"Its not like that!" Ryou shook his hands furiously in front of his face, "but its rude to just randomly pop in for dinner without an early notice! Like a day or two notice!"

"I'm pretty sure I've done that," Marik pointed out

"Me too…" Mariku shrugged

"Doesn't mean its polite!" Ryou's face had turned a deep red

"Come on Ryou, its just dinner," Mariku chuckled, "you'll survive~"

"Um…um, ok?" Ryou stopped shaking his hands furiously, "as long as its ok with your older siblings…"

"Well he offered," Mariku pointed at his brother

"Hey I never actually agreed!" Bakura pouted, he didn't like to be forgotten

"Yes you did," Marik glared at him for a moment, "you agreed when you walked into this house…"

"Wow… you really need to put a sign up or something? like— WARNING! STEPPING INTO THIS HOUSE MEANS YOU CAN NOT TURN DOWN STAYING FOR DINNER IF ASKED! WARNING! YOU DON'T GET A SAY IN THE MATTER!" Bakura chuckled, "something like that might be useful!"

"Its assumed knowledge," Marik fought back

"So is not running up to a bomb to pick it up when its about to go off," Bakura raised an snowy white eyebrow, "yet you did that about six times in our game?"

"Shut up! I didn't know they were going off!"

"So is that a yes?" Rishid broke into the fight, eying Bakura suspiciously… he didn't trust the teen, but he needed a chance to talk to him so he could figure out if he was the thief of the Sennen items or not… he needed to know. Before he got to close to his brother.

"Yeah," Marik quickly spun away from Bakura and to his brother an awkward blush settling peacefully on his cheeks, "they can stay for dinner… thanks?"

"They can?" Mariku chuckled, "no! Its fucking impossible for them to stay! Sorry guys apparently there is some barrier stopping you from stay for dinner, get out!"

"I meant they will stay! You ass hole!" Marik moaned whacked a fist into his brothers arm, Mariku merely chuckled in response.

"Still punch like a little girl brother~" Mariku purred

"Do not!"

"So do~" Mariku winked, "don't cha just love me!"

"No I do not!"

"Awe! Brother thats hurtful! Apologise!" Mariku faked a hurt look, "I love you so much~" he ran his fingers down Marik's cheek cheekily.

"Yeah if you ask me… its too much love for your own bloody good," Marik snapped.

"Awe baby~" Mariku smirked, "you use to love my affections~"

"No I did not! and plus your 'affections' are annoying as shit," Marik pouted mostly he just didn't want to fall into his brothers trap, Mariku twirled his finger in his hair trying to get Marik's attention on him.

"Come on," Mariku gruffed slightly, "your my second half… a part of me~"

"Am not!"

Bakura rolled his eyes at the stupid fight occurring between the Egyptian twins, but tore his gaze away to glare at the tall green eyed teen eyeing him off intently, he licked his teeth cheekily… he had a feeling this wasn't just a 'hey its late stay for dinner!' sort of invite. Obviously the other teen wanted to assess him and he would perform to a tea~ He smirked slightly poking out his tongue and winking and Rishid cheekily informing him he caught him staring. The tall teen rolled his eyes and turned to leave the room his black pigtail swinging around at the harsh and quick turn. This was going to be a fun dinner~ He could tell already! Fun! Fun! Fun!

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The table was dead silent, even the cutlery seemed to understand the awkwardness of the situation and stayed as quiet as possible to suit. Bakura couldn't help smirking across at Rishid who had chosen to sit on the opposite side of the table to him, Marik was giving him weird confused glares and he stared off with Rishid. But that was fine, he would explain later. Bakura's smirk only in creased as he heard the oldest teen at the table clear his throat ready to say something. Perfect, here was his chance!"

"So Bakura," Rishid started, "what do you do in your spare time?"

"Only asking me?" Bakura smirked raising an eyebrow, "poor Ryou~" he faked a hurt expression and adding the most dramatic tone to his voice, "don't you care for my brother?"

"No I care for Ryou," Rishid glanced over at Ryou… but only briefly before his gaze was centred on Bakura again.

"Oh really thats why you've been staring at me like that? Hm? Whats wrong?" Bakura smirked, "scared I'm going to turn precious Marik into a thief? A murderer? What are you so worried about?"

"I'm not worried," Rishid confirmed, "just want to know a little more about you."

"A little more? That must me you've heard stuff about me! Fantastic! Tell me everything you know," Bakura smirked smugly.

"Bakura," Marik growled kicking his boyfriend under the table angrily.

"I'm curious Marik," Bakura pouted, "and he's the one who said he wanted to know MORE about me, which meant he must of known a few things about me?"

"Well I know you go to domino high, get in trouble by the teachers, had troubles with the law, called yourself the 'thief king' and love any piece of gold you can get your hands on," Rishid said blankly.

"Oh! Then you know how awesome I am right?" Bakura winked cheekily, "by the way~ I'm very flexible as well~ and totally have a bloody ass six pack no matter how bloody slim I look!" Bakura growled slightly breaking his act, "bloody rumours say I don't… I do and I can bloody well prove it."

Marik chuckled slightly, "really? Hm," Marik pretended to check Bakura up and down, "you can keep telling yourself that. It's not like its overly important~"

"I do have one!" Bakura protested forgetting his conversation with Rishid, "I said I can prove it!" Bakura growled standing up and pulling up the hem of his shirt, "see! It's bloody there!"

"Pfft," Marik smirked, "call that a six pack? I can't even see a one pack… you two?" he looked back at his brother and Ryou who was blushing embarrassing at his brother brash actions at the dinner table.

"Na," Mariku squinted pretending to try find the six pack the other teen 'apparently' had, "nothing there."

"Sorry Kura," Marik patted Bakura on the elbow, "you keep telling yourself its there if it makes you feel better."

"IT BLOODY IS~" Bakura hissed dropping his shirt and sitting grumpily down at the table, "you two are just some of the biggest asses in the world!"

"Yeah," Mariku smirked, "but guess what~ Little thief, your right up the top~"

"Am I on this so called list?" Ryou spoke up suddenly kind of surprising the other teens at the table.

"Na Ryou," Mariku shook his head, "your not an asshole, you can screw with people minds. A good manipulator maybe? Not an ass, sorry~"

"Um… I don't see how thats a bad thing," Ryou pouted, "shouldn't you be like congratulations your not mean?"

"You can't say it~" Bakura smirked looking over at his brother curiously.

"I can… but it is not appropriate in a dinner setting with my friends family and older siblings which I would like to make a good impression in front off," Ryou pouted.

"Sorry," Marik chuckled, "Ryou… I think Bakura already screwed that up! So good luck trying to fix the damage he's made. I mean he was literary told not to come near me? Not a good influence."

"Unfair if you ask me," Bakura huffed, "I haven't done anything… in ages at lease, because if I said I never did anything I would be dead by now because you know breathing is essential and eating and drinking and other then that its obvious by my lovely 'thief king' title that I have stolen a few things in my life~ quiet skilfully if I might add~"

"Not helping Bakura," Marik groaned, "or do you have an obsession with telling a police officer that you can steal things?"

"Its a cool skill," Bakura huffed, "all so useful for sneaking up on kids at school and scaring the living shit out of them."

"Your such a lovely guest Bakura," Marik rolled his eyes, "you know exactly what to say? Don't you?"

"I know," Bakura smirked smugly, "aren't I just the best gentleman?"

"Pfft," Mariku rolled his eyes, "in your dreams."

"So you imply I sit around in my dream, and just be a gentleman? Or are you saying you think I dream out us having dinner together," Bakura chuckled, "oh! My dream has come true! If this is a dream, don't wake me up!" Bakura said as dramatically as possible pretending to faint onto Marik who shoved him off angrily at his childish behaviour.

"Drama queen," Mariku huffed.

"I told you, you should of done drama," Ryou pouted.

"And I told you drama is stupid!" Bakura growled, "I have much better thing to waste my acting skills on~"

"Like?"

"Like…" Bakura growled, "right now!"

"You don't need to act right now," Ryou pointed out, "doesn't count."

"Well then," Bakura froze realising shit… he actually didn't have any examples on his mind at the moment, "oh just shut up!" Bakura huffed crossing his arms over his chest defeated.

"But what are your hobbies Bakura?" Rishid tried again.

"Don't really have any hobbies," Bakura rolled his eyes, "you know except for tainting police mens brothers~ Because I live to do that~"

Rishid rolled his eyes choosing to ignore Bakura's immature nature, seeing as that was just how the teen acted, "if you don't have a hobby what do you do in your free time?"

"Sit around and do jack shit," Bakura answered simply, not really bothered for a smart ass comment. Plus the mans face was serious and he still did have to be careful, he didn't want to be at the top of suspected thefts suspects. "Why what answer did you want?"

"I'm just curious," Rishid sighed, "not expecting any certain answers from you. Where do you hang out most?"

"My house"

"Do you do any actives after or before school? Sports?"

"Nope"

"What colour do you like?"

"Blue"

Bakura growled as Rishid continued to ask random questions, deciding it would be safe to respond with one word answers or a smart ass comment, he was getting kind of bored of this interrogation, he's had much better and more interesting and this was wasn't at all sly, he was obviously asking questions related to the robbery now and his involvement, chucking a random general question in there now and again.

Marik's eyes twitched in agitation as his brother continued to interrogate his boyfriend, even Bakura seemed to have grown bored as his smart ass comments seemed to become fewer and fewer and he he was concentrating more on fiddling with his fork then the questions from Rishid. "Ok! Enough!" Marik stood up slamming his hands on the table, smirking slightly at the fact he had actually surprised Bakura as well as his fork clattered against his plate, "stop fucking interrogating Bakura!" Marik snapped at Rishid, "can't you just be nice and not suspect everyone of being a bloody bad influence!" Marik growled storming off to his room just to prove a point more then anything. Plus he felt like sitting down would only make it seems like he wasn't actually overly angry at Rishid for accusing Bakura all night long. Storming off made it seem more serious. He was sure.

Bakura glanced back smirking in the direction his boyfriend disappeared before licking his lip and tilting his head back to the rest of family and his brother, "he's pissed," Bakura couldn't help smirking, it was cute how flustered Marik was when he was yelling at his brother. Simply adorable. But now he was gone, such a pity… maybe if he was quick he could go to Marik and he would still look all flustered and grumpy? It was simply adorable. "What a perfect turn of events," he smirked clapping his hands together and standing up, "I'm going up~ I was getting bored of you interrogating if I stole your stupid museum things anyway~ Have a wonderful dinner my lovely 'trusting' hosts~"

Bakura smirked walking off ignoring any thing anyone else choose to say after he turned his back to follow Marik, he glanced up the stairs. He growled noticing the closed door, he rolled his eyes and slowly went to the door and flung it open, chucking as Marik screamed at the sudden intrusion they started swearing at Bakura, only adding to Bakura's chuckling.

Mariku smirked as he heard his brother scream, "Fuck you Kura!" Marik's voice screamed, "what the hell! You gave me a bloody heart attack! If your not going to fucking knock put a stupid note under the door or don't fling it open like a maniac!" Marik cursed a bit in multiple different languages.

"He's not coming back is he," Isis sighed shaking her head

Mariku chuckled shaking his head, "Marik!" Mariku yelled leaning back in his chair, "having a nice bitch up there!"

"Mariku! Bitches are female dogs… Bakura's a male cat," Marik yelled back not really caring that his siblings heard his outburst. He hadn't expected anyone to follow him. Not so quickly at least.

"Awe! Cuties~ You got a cat~"

"Screw you prick!" Bakura growled down the stairs, "I'm no bloody cat~"

"Have you looked in the mirror recently kitty?"

"Come up here and say that to my face Porcupine!"

"You don't think I won't!?"

"Oh I'm counting on you coming up actually so I can kick you ass and show you what this not a cat with an awesome six pack can do!" Bakura growled, yes the rumours were bugging him. He totally had one! Bloody idiots.

"What was that? You want me to come up and beat your sorry no good kitty ass?" Mariku chuckled

"Mariku," Ryou growled slightly, "I'm not going to have you fighting my stupid brother one of the first times I'm invited over for dinner! Now Marik! Bakura! Mariku is not fighting either of you and neither of you are fighting anyone! NOW BEHAVE!"

"Yes Ryou," the three teens growled slightly, scared to say no to Ryou… they really had no clue what Ryou was capable off but he didn't yell or get angry normally so when he did, you just listened.

"Good," Ryou smiled sweetly, "back to dinner then?"

"Yeah," Mariku puffed he wouldn't of minded going a round or two with the stupid cat.

"Don't be grumpy Mariku," Ryou smiled sweetly, "I'm sure you and Bakura are destined to fight when I'm not around sooner or later…hopefully later."

"I can't help it if your brother actually puts up a good fight back despite his bloody flat chest," Mariku pouted, he hated it in a way… Bakura's muscles were hidden and barely there but he still put up a better fight then most kids in the school.

"My chest is flat?" Ryou pouted, "is that a problem?" he raised an eyebrow.

"No," Mariku shook his head, "na… but you can't keep up a good fight, actually I've never seen you fight? you don't? Do you?"

"No," Ryou sighed, "I don't see the point in random acts of violence. Mostly by kids trying to state who is weak or strong, but missing the point of actually going to school to learn. Not fight, unless you want to become a boxer or some job requiring fighting it isn't overly useful."

"What did you want to do?" Mariku glanced the pale teen up and down curiously. Ryou had never mentioned what he wanted to do.

"Me? Um," Ryou scratched his head curiously, "what ever I feel like… not sure, haven't put much thought into it."

"And yet your studying for exams in five bloody weeks!"

"Five weeks will go fast and I don't want to fail!" Ryou panicked slightly, "wait! Should of I started sooner! am I behind!"

"No!" Mariku growled, "your bloody early! Your worried about some fucking tests but no! Have no idea or thought into what you want to do in life!"

"Do you? Its a big decision not to be thought of over night and is constantly changing as your life changes, your path might change due to one little thing, mark, break, one thing and do you seriously think you can just choose in highschool what you want to do? Your passion?" Ryou raised an eyebrow, "like currently I could say I want to be a doctor because I find that stuff interesting and I want to help people… but what if I grow a fear of blood? can't handle it? Lose a patient, I would probably cry for ages."

"Hmph," Mariku grunted slightly, "no I have no bloody idea what I want to do… but I think you would make a cute doctor," Mariku smirked imagining the teen dressed up with a lolly pop in one hand smiling happily, he growled washing away the image before a subtitle blush could sneak past his defences and onto his cheeks.

"Cute?"

"Cute," Mariku smirked, "you'd be such a funny one to watch, knowing you.. you would apologise about everything and cry more then some of the families, get flustered really easily or really awkward."

"Hey," Ryou pouted but he had to admit it was kind of true, "can't you just say you think I'm smart enough to be one and leave it at that?"

"Na," Mariku shook his head, "what fun would that be, plus Ryou are you accusing me of reading your marks on your tests! because how else would I know your smart?"

"Well firstly you do look at my test, sometimes during the test," Ryou pointed out blankly, "and secondly you could try lying!"

"You want lies?"

"No," Ryou rolled his eyes as he felt his face heat up with embarrassment, "no I don't"

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Bakura glanced around Marik's room curiously, Marik had told him to stay the night because it had gotten too late. Ryou was sleeping in Mariku's bed despite a few protest about sleeping in the same bed, but he ended up caving in. Bakura was just waiting for Marik to return from getting into his pjs now. He glanced up as a teen in silken purple pjs walked into the room, Bakura smirked while Marik just glared informing his thief not to judge his clothing. He slowly sat on the bed and turned to his nightlight and tried turning it off.

"Shit," Marik moaned, "the light globe must of blown…"

Bakura smirked, Marik still couldn't handle the dark? He smirked getting up and grabbing out his keys sliding certain keychains off it before turning off the light despite Marik's protests at the sudden darkness but it was soon replaced by silence as he set up the first little light.

"You have lights on your keys?"

"Yeah… I started collecting them a while back," Bakura bit his lip slightly setting up about five or so little keychain lights around Marik's room.

Marik smirked, "did you collect them because of me~"

"What! No! Fuck that!" Bakura growled not wanting to look soppy, "I bloody just like them!"

"And I bloody like sleeping! Shut the fuck up!" Mariku's voice roared through the wall, Marik had to assume Ryou had been woken and was saying something but you could only hear through the wall if you screamed at the top of your lungs.

"Come on sweetie kins," Marik mocked his boyfriend, "its ok~ Your just going soft kitty cat~"

"Am the fuck not," Bakura growled but settled down in Marik's arms in the bed, letting Marik hug him to sleep. He sighed rolling his eyes, "goodnight Marik…"

"Nighty night," Marik smirked, "my little kitty~"

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This is getting back onto the actual plot, surprisingly my story is actually coming closer to ending! I hate endings, which is a problem because it feels like I show that in my writing and drag it out unnecessarily… so yeah, sorry about that~

Thankyou for reading…