AN - If I owned YuGiOh I wouldn't be writing storylines on the Internet, they would be actual episodes! (Basically YuGiOh is not my property!)

Even though Yami and Bakura had both watched the world through the eyes of Ryou and Yami, it had been a long time since either of them had actually had their own body to do whatever they liked with. They were well used to this modern world by seeing what their counterpart saw, but some things they had never touched or tasted. They found themselves doing crazy things like touching and smelling every flower, petting every animal and tasting everything they could. Bakura even got into trouble because he started to feel something soft, which turned out to be a little girl's hair. Needless to say the girl's mother chased him up the high street and it took a while for Ryou and Yugi to explain that Bakura was really an exchange student and stroking strangers hair was totally normal and a way of greeting where he came from! Yami, having more etiquette and sense than Bakura, had spent this time laughing hysterically at the confused tomb robber.

Two hours later, laden down with shopping bags, the boys entered the little Spanish café and found a table for nine, quite a feat in such a tiny place, and sat down to wait for the girls. They ordered some drinks and laughed uncontrollable at the shocked face of Yami when he sipped his Cola and bubbles went up his nose. A few minutes later the girls joined them and methodically went through each of their purchases, commenting on the tastes of the Egyptian duo in the modern world.

When it was time to order, Yami leaned over to Serenity and whispered, "What do you recommend?"

Serenity looked at him, blushed vividly before answering, "Ummmm.the urr gaspacho is good!"

"Gaspacho?" Yami murmured, not wanting to look like a fool in front of everyone.

"It's cold soup!" Explained Serenity.

"Sounds horrible!" Replied Yami and returned to his menu. He couldn't read Spanish, which some of the writing was in, and the parts in English were so different to the language that he had spoken thousands of years ago that it was hard to read anything at all. He understood odd words though, enough to decipher roughly what each dish was.

The waiter came over and everyone began to order. When Ryou asked for his dish, Bakura asked for the same. 'Of course!' thought Yami, 'Bakura doesn't understand all this either!' In the end Yami opted for the same dish as Yugi, hoping that they had similar tastes in food.

They ate their meal, talking animatedly. Bakura did not join in with many conversations. Instead he just listened to the others. Joey and Tristan were discussing a man they had met on the streets when they were younger. Yugi and Tea seemed to be discussing photography rather tersely. Mai was talking to Ryou about hair styles and which hair dresser he went to. Bakura glanced over at Serenity and Yami. Yami was chatting comfortably to the girl but she looked shy. She only met Yami's eyes now and again, between these times she fingered her napkin and played with the food on her plate. Whenever Yami said her name she blushed, and once when he leaned over to pass some bread to Joey his arm brushed against hers and she jumped back, her face crimson.

'Ah,' thought Bakura, 'Yami has an admirer. Perhaps I can cause some unintentional upset over this one!' He carried on eating, but paid close attention to Yami. The Pharaoh was showing no signs of any compassion towards Serenity; he was simply talking politely to her. 'Hmm, more taunting there, the King doesn't return her feelings.' Mused Bakura as he sat back, his empty plate in front of him.

Yami enjoyed the meal, Yugi had chosen enchiladas, a kind of pancake roll, which Yami thought were quite tasty. They left the little Café and separated. The girls wanted to do some shopping, but the boys had done enough of this, so they returned to Yugi's house and dumped the bags into the bedrooms before crashing out on the sofa. Yugi and Ryou fetched some drinks and snacks and they turned on the TV to watch a football game. Yami was intrigued by this and kept asking Joey questions about the sport. This was difficult as Joey kept jumping up and cheering, or howling in anguish every time one team got the advantage. Tristan took over, explaining the rules and aims of the game whilst pointing out players. Yami took everything in and was becoming quite an expert. Yugi smiled to himself as he watched the sight from a comfy chair. Yami was really settling in. Ryou sat on the floor, flicking through a magazine. Bakura sat on the sofa, showing little interest in anything. He was surveying the room, piecing together his idea of Yugi's life. Finding ways to tease Yugi should he wish to. This was Bakura's way. He found someone's weakness and exploited it, tormenting and black mailing his victim. He had once done this to Yami, way back in their time. Except that the person whom he had used to mentally hurt Yami had disappeared long ago, presumed dead. She and Yami had been very close. She was Bakura's ultimate weapon of inflicting pain on Yami, and Bakura knew this. But he saved mentioning her for special occasions.

So what do you think? I know it is shorter than the other ones but I am running out of ideas for this section. Do you think I should bring back the girl I just mentioned? What about the Yami/Serenity deal? Your comments please!!!