So Not Happy

Marik was deeply displeased by the time he got home. He'd been hoping to keep Joey confused enough that he wouldn't remember the events of Battle City. Even Marik didn't much like to think of those times. Failure was something he tried not to dwell on.

He slammed the front door open a little harder than he meant to, and a moment later decided he didn't really care that he had. Ishizu looked up from where she was sitting on the couch reading the newspaper.

"Joey threw you out, didn't he?" she asked, forgoing the greeting. "I knew that was going to happen."

Marik glared at her. "Then why the hell didn't you tell me?! Would have saved me the trouble and $60 worth of pizza…"

"Because then I couldn't do this." Ishizu pointed at him and broke into a fit of mocking girlish giggles.

Marik grumbled a few choice Egyptian curses, stomping into his room. One of these days, she was going to pay for that.

**

Bakura was bored. And not only bored, but cranky as well. Which was almost never the case when he spent the afternoon over at Yami's but Yami was on the phone. And the longer Yami spent on the phone, the less time Bakura spent getting laid. Yami hated being disturbed when he was on the phone, so he would gently but insistently brush away Bakura's caresses.

Bakura decided that whomever Yami was talking to was going to suffer excruciating pain the very moment he could arrange for it. In the meantime, he crawled under the bed to go exploring.

He only caught a few snippets of Yami's phone conversation. Finally he heard Yami hand up, and then the former Pharaoh poked his head under the bed to see where Bakura had gone.

"What are you doing down there?" Yami asked.

"It's like robbing a tomb," Bakura explained as crawled back out, dragging a heavy cardboard box out with him. "It's dirty and gross sometimes, but often there are neat things down there." He grabbed a comic book from the box, flipping through it. It appeared to have an explicit yaoi Duel Monsters plotline. "Yami, you're such a pervert, look at all this stuff you've got..."

He rifled through the rest of the box's contents, finding more of the same perverted stuff. Yami glanced at some of it and shook his head, managing to keep his regal demeanor.

"Nothing in that box is mine." He pointed to the name label written in permanent marker on the side of the box. It read, 'Yugi.'

Bakura burst into laugher as he piled the books back in the box. "Honestly, sometimes I don't know which of you is the lighter side. So who was on the phone?"

"Joey," Yami replied, pushing the box back under the bed. "He wanted to warn me that Marik appears to be back to his old tricks, and Joey wanted to be sure I guarded the Millennium Puzzle."

"You really gonna give Marik the Puzzle if he seduces Joey?" Bakura asked. "I mean, you've never so much as offered me the Puzzle."

"Don't get jealous," Yami said with a smile. "I do know what I'm doing."

**

Author's note; Okay. There is a reason this chapter is short. And that is… I have no idea what I'm doing anymore. I really want to finish this one, since it is a gift for someone I care about very much, but I am so out of ideas here…

So there may be a chapter tomorrow, or… there may not be.