Second chapter today! You know, Sailor Moon music is very good for getting rid of writer's block.

Bakura: Uh huh.

MD: It's true!

YD: Yeah. She been listening to it ALL DAY.

MD: ;p Ryou-chan, it's your turn to do the disclaimer.

Chibi Ryou: 'K. MD no own YuGiOh.

Next chapter!

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Good night Chibies

Back at the Bakura residence, (this was only after the chibies had refused to give up the 'shiny rocks', and hidden them who knows where, probably with the 'green paper', which Malik had also hidden,) Marik was facing the biggest challenge of his life.

"You are going to take a bath."

"NO!!!" howled the (still soot covered) chibi Malik. "I don' WANNA take a bath!!"

You are probably wondering why Marik, the heartless, psychotic yami, cares whether or not his hikari is clean. It is simple. Dirty chibies are not nearly as cute as clean ones. No cute chibies, no destruction. So this explains why Marik was chasing a blackened Malik around at top speed, trying to get him into the bath tub.

Malik probably would have won this argument had he not turned around to taunt Marik and ran into the couch. But he did, and Marik was able to carry the swirly-eyed chibi upstairs and into the tub.

"You're totally blacked out." He mumbled. This statement was followed by Marik toppling into the water, pushed by an unseen force. He came up for air only to see the smirking form of Yami, who was still cradling Yugi in one arm.

"You're not much better." He said, staring at the soot that had been left on his hand when he pushed Marik. The water was completely black now, but chibi Malik was as clean as ever.

"I is all clean now." He said hurriedly, hopping out of the bath to freedom. Of course he didn't get far before Yami caught him, wrapping him up in a towel and handing him off to Bakura, who'd been watching the spectacle from the door, with Ryou by his side like a loyal shadow.

After Malik had been put to bed, Yami turned on the cold showers, closing the door behind him. "Have fun." he called.

So Marik, for lack of an idea of what to do, (Yami had filled up the bath for Malik,) sat there letting the soot run off of him until the water shut itself off automatically.

I'll get my revenge Pharaoh, he thought as he shivered, just you wait.

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Meanwhile said Pharaoh was trying to get Yugi into one of the four makeshift beds, (which were dresser drawers, but hey you try it on such short notice!) without much success. Yugi seemed to have gotten a very firm grasp on Yami's jacket and then molded his shape to his arms. Yami finally had to slip off his jacket, tucking it around Yugi once he was in the bed.

Yami smiled at how sweet Yugi looked when he was sleeping, the image of an angel. He gently gave him a kiss on the forehead before slipping out of the room. "Good night my aibou."

(A/N: Told ya, fluffy moments and nothing more.)

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Seito glared at his hikari, who glared right back. There was NO WAY he was gonna go to bed as long as he could put up a fight. Or at least, that's what Seto was telling himself. Truthfully he was getting pretty sleepy. But there was no way he was gonna admit it.

Seito quickly ducked behind the chibi while he was glaring and began to tickle him mercilessly. Seto slumped in the elder's arms, exhausted from laughing.

Seito grinned as he put chibi Seto to bed. And that, boys and girls, is how it's done.

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Bakura was having a rather hard time getting Ryou to go to bed. Not that the chibi wasn't sleepy. He looked ready to sleep standing up. He just didn't want to be out of Bakura's company, and followed him everywhere. So, if Bakura put him to bed, he simply got up after He'd left to find him.

He'd even tried shutting, and then locking, the door, but Ryou seemed to have picked up Malik's lock-picking skills, because that didn't work either.

He glared at the chibi. "What's your problem?"

Ryou looked up, his eyes filled with love and adoration. "You is my 'Ami, I gots to stay with you."

Bakura sighed. "I give up." So he let Ryou curl up on the couch with him. (Yami got the bedroom, his excuse being that he was the Pharaoh and there for deserved it. He really just wanted to keep an eye on Yugi.) Ryou laid his head on Bakura's chest, immediately asleep.

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Another chapter, come and gone. I am trying to make these long, but I'm making it up as I go, so it's hard.

At this point, suggestions are welcome, as I'm running a little low. I'm not dry yet though.

YD: She's STILL listening to the SM music.

MD: Deal with it.

Review, review, review!