Ichigo-chan: Hi!! I'm back! Thank you for all your kind reviews!

Yami: Why'd you people have to go and review, now she has even more reason to put us though this torture.

Ichigo-chan: Whatever. Masa-kun

Masa-kun: Ichigo-chan no own Yugioh. But she does own the forest!

(Masa-kun holds up sign reading "On with the story")

Stuck With You

Chapter 2: Rock Paper Scissors

"This is the song that never ends. It goes on and on my friends. Some people, staaarted singing—"

"If you don't shut up I'll kill you." Bakura threatened his eyes filled with rage. They'd been stuck in the forest for an hour so far. Marik had been singing the song for about half of that time. Yami sat leaning against a tree also willing away his overwhelming urge to make mince meat out of the annoying Yami. Bakura was sitting cross-legged on a large rock repeatedly chanting to himself, "Must not kill Marik, must not kill Marik." He was fighting an internal battle and losing badly. Marik however was still walking back and forth, pouting because he'd been forced to end his song.

"What time is it?" Yami asked looking over to Bakura.

"How would I know? I don't wear a watch." Bakura closed his eyes willing all annoyances to die a slow and painful death courtesy of the Shadow Realm.

"Why not?" Yami asked curiously.

"The same reason you don't."

"You can't afford one with a quality leather band either?" Finally, someone who understood his pain!

"What?" Bakura asked incredulously. "NO! What am I going to need a watch for? Am I going to say 'I'm sending five people to the shadow realm at four oh ten?'"

"Then you'd be known as the four oh ten killer," Marik observed.

Bakura turned to look at him waves of fury radiating off of him. "If you don't shut up," he warned a second time, "I'll kill you, both of you"

Yami sighed and sank down into a sitting position. "I just want to go home I've never been an out door person."

3…

"If you hadn't gotten us lost in the first place tomb robber we wouldn't be stuck here without any communication…"

2…

"…No food and worst of all NO TOILETS!!!!"

1…

"Not to mention being stuck with some spikey haired psycho and some p.m.s.ing tomb robber!!!!!!!"

Snap!!!!

Bakura stood up from his seat on the rock, and grabbed his bag. He then proceeded to walk over to Yami and begin beating him in the head

"I *smack* warned you *smack* to shut *smack* the fuck *smack* up *smack* and who *smack* are you *smack* to call somebody *smack* a spikey *smack* haired *smack* psycho? *smack* have you *smack* looked in *smack* the mirror lately?" He stood there, breathing hard as he watched Yami attempting to recover from the beating he had just received.

"Maybe you should calm down Bakura and take a few deep breaths" Bakura turned toward Marik. Marik shrank back at the slightly crazed look in his eyes.

"You know what Marik, a beating is too good for you. I challenge you to a duel!"

Everyone paused for dramatic music.

"No can do, I didn't bring my cards."

"What??!!!" Bakura asked incredulously

"I said, no can do, I didn't—"

"I heard what you said!!" Bakura shouted interrupting Marik

"Then why'd you say what?" Marik tried to shrink back further at Bakura's growl, but found he was already against the tree.

Bakura thought for a minute. How could he kill Marik if he couldn't challenge him to a game of darkness? Just choking him wouldn't have any flair, and of course there'd be his body to deal with. Suddenly an idea occurred to him. "Alright Marik, I challenge you to a duel."

They once again paused for dramatic music.

"But I told you I—"

"A duel," Bakura continued as if he'd never been interrupted, "Of rock, paper, scissors."

Even if he couldn't challenge the fool to a game of duel monsters, in all his years no one had yet to defeat him at rock, paper, scissors! "Oh and Marik, you can't use the Millennium rod either."

"Fine then." Marik smirked as he tossed down the millennium rod. If he were confident in nothing else, it was his ability to always win at rock, paper, scissors!

Both Bakura and Marik sat on the grass facing each other. "Hold on a second, before we duel I must make it clear that this is yami no game. Whoever loses is sent to the shadow realm for eternity" Bakura began to laugh evilly.

"Right, right, get on with it man."

An hour later, Bakura was frustrated; Marik had managed to get the same one as him EVERY TIME!! He looked over to Yami to ask him if he had noticed Marik cheating, but Yami wasn't there.

"Where'd Yami go?" Marik shrugged. He too was trying to figure out the mystery of why they continued to get the same one every time. "I think we should go look for him." Marik looked up in surprise. Bakura? Propose something nice? It must be the twilight zone!

"After all, if some other dumb animal kills him, they may take the puzzle. Then I'll never be able to steal it." Marik sighed; he should've known it was too good to be true. "Let's spilt up."

Marik sighed as he leaned against a tree. He'd been looking for the Pharaoh for twenty minutes now. Suddenly, something in the corner of his eye caught hi attention.

Mr. Bunny was hopping along merrily. It had been a good day for him so far. A good romp with Mrs. Bunny, some good fresh lettuce, and most of all, avoiding hungry psycho yamis.

Marik grinned as he watched Mr. Bunny hop happily. Moving slowly as not to frighten Mr. Bunny, he unsheathed the dagger hidden within the millennium rod. By the time the poor bunny realized his intentions, it was too late.

Meanwhile, Bakura wandered around the woods also. "Where are you you stupid idiotic excuse for a pharaoh?"

Out of the corner of his eye he noticed a shock of black and red hair. "Yami? What the hell are you doing?"

Bakura, shit. "Go away Bakura!"

Bakura walked a little closer, never being really good at following orders. "What's wrong, why are you hiding back there?"

"Leave now!" Yami was beginning to sound a bit stressed.

Bakura poked his head around to tree. " I don't see what you so..." He trailed off.

Yami and Bakura stared at each other for a second, and then Bakura covered his eyes, running as fast as he could in the other direction.

Ichigo-chan: My friends always did say I had an innate skill for cliffhangers.

Bakura: But they never said anything about writing did they?

Ichigo-chan: (through clenched teeth) Masa-kun.

(Masa-kun holds up sign reading "please review Buh bye!")