Yes, I finally decided to do it. After a long break on fic writing, due to the lack of ideas, I have finally come up with the next chapter to this ungodly fic. I will try to make sure this one will go and have a bit more to do with the characters and their feelings (aka: this chapter will be shitty) because so far I have pretty much described them as these emotionless horn dogs, while only Bakura is truly supposed to fit in that category, well, maybe Keith, too, but he's not really a horn dog, but more or less a total conniving bastard. I will also keep this humourous, though, because when a fic is just pure drama/romance, it has a tendency to suck balls. Anywho, I hope you like chapter twelve, and that I write thirteen sooner.

Behind the kitchen counter, Bakura and Marik were once again plotting the newest way to corrupt dear ol' Jounouchi. After a good five minutes of mouth exploring, Bakura came up with his greatest idea yet.

"I've got it! We will fill the tub full of peanut butter and chocolate morsels, to which Jounouchi won't possibly be able to resist, and will probably get in immediately. Little will he know that underneath the fattening goodness, we will be hiding, ad once he's in the tub, we make our move!"

Marik scratched his head. "Yeah, but how are we supposed to breath until he comes?"

"Well I don't know about you, but I'm a spirit. I don't need to breath."

"But I'm not! Besides, think of how goopy and nasty our hair's gonna get!"

Bakura rested his back against one of the lower cupboards. "Hmm... you got a point there... OH!"

Bakura, realizing the best and sexiest method to go by, began to divulge the plan to his hot ass partner.

Now then, in a closet not too far away, Mokuba and Ryou were busy with things themselves.

"Oh... c'mon, C'MON!!! PLEASE!!! OOOH!" Mokuba cried loudly as he attempted to knit a dish towel. Ryou had been teaching him this delicate art, but he always had a tendency of dropping loops.

"No no no, silly! You're supposed to knit that stitch, not pearl it!" Ryou corrected lovingly. Mokuba looked at him with a terribly, almost sickeningly cute pout on his face.

"This is really hard! I don't think I'll ever be able to knit like you..." Mokuba buried his head in his hands, "I'm just so useless, and I want to die!"

Ryou held Mokuba close. "There there, it's okay. It's not everyone's calling to be a weaver of the thread. You're not useless. After all, you are the shoots and ladders champion."

Mokuba smiled at Ryou through his tears. "Thank you Ryou.... you don't know how much that means to me." Ryou smiled back at him and kissed away his tears, making many gushy fan girls 'Awww' at their screens.

While all was good and well in the closet of dreams, deep and cloudy skies were brewing inside one blonde haired Egyptian's heart (oh yes, gotta love them clichés!). Even though he knew it would be wrong to keep Seto to himself against his will, Malik still couldn't help as if he had been torn apart with the dull end of a rusty butter knife. He had never cared for anyone before so much, unless you count the other billion fanfics with Malik/'insert character,' but that's besides the point! What does matter is that this is a different story, and only Malik/Seto matters in this scene!

Anyway, Malik looked over longingly at his ever ignorant love, who, at the moment, was being used as Bandit Keith's personal foot rest. How he envied that damned American, and how he was able to command Seto's vibration setting. If enjoyed these lounging whiles oh so much, then why didn't he just buy himself a friggin lazy boy ä ??!!

He sighed. No, even if Keith owned the comfiest chair in the world (damn, this is starting to sound like a commercial ad), he would still have hold of Seto's heart. The only way he could ever get his cuddle munchkin back would by winning his heart, but how was he supposed to do that? After all, this was the sexy American bizznatch Keith he was competing with here. Sure, Malik was hot and all, but how was he supposed to beat a guy with large, chiseled muscles, awesome clothes, huge hands and feet (which accounted for a huge something else), the way he wears sunglasses and his bandana, and the total kick ass attitude he has would make anybody swoon... unless you're already obsessed with a brown haired, blue eyed, ex-CEO, who has decided recently to not acknowledge your very existence. This was going to be very difficult, indeed, but there was no way he was going to give up, for I need something to do with him.

Speaking of Keith and Kaiba, things weren't really going too peachy in this whole scene at all.

*flashback*

Seto saw Keith sitting there on the couch, looking very temptingly sexy, as he always does. This was his chance to hopefully make an impression on the man of his dreams. Kaiba strode over to Keith, hoping to look confidence, remembering the fact that chicks dig confidence, forgetting the major factor that Bandit Keith, by no means, was a chick.

"Hey there," he said in his most suave voice, that would make most women and one tanned blonde boy turn many shades of red. Dear old Keith Howard, on the other hand, was not impressed.

"Whatcha want half pint?" Keith looked at Kaiba sternly, who's confidence was leaking out of him like helium in a punctured balloon.

"Er, um, I, er, uh"

"If ya ain't gonna say anything worth hearin,' then go do somethin' useful like get me a beer, or somethin.'"

Kaiba was off to the kitchen to the kitchen like a fat kid to a free buffet. Very soon he returned with a nice cold beer in one hand, and a tall glass in the other. Keith looked at him, giving him one of those, 'what the hell you think you're doing' looks. He then grabbed the beer from Kaiba and went at the ever wonderful beverage.

"Um, I have a glass for you, I mean, if you need it or anything and, um-"

"Dude, do you ever shut up?"

Kaiba stood silent. All ready he had managed to anger his blue eyed goddess... er, god... (I got no doubt that Seto'd be the woman in that relationship). All he wanted was to please him and win his affections, but so far, it seemed to be no good.

Keith sighed. "Look, you could still do somethin' better than just stand there. Ya see, I ain't got no foot rest for this here damned couch, if ya get my drift."

Kaiba didn't have to be hinted at twice. He immediately dropped to his hands and knees, and tried not to plop to the floor under the impact of Keith's large commando boots landing in the middle of his back.

"Mmm, that's more like it!" Keith moved around a bit in his seat, trying to situate into a more comfortable position. After getting all nice and comfy, there was a silence that lasted for a while, minus a screaming Jounouchi from the direction of the bathroom. Finally, Keith broke the barrier.

"Well? Vibrate dammit!"

*end flash back*

So that's how that whole situation came about. In front of the TV was Yami and Yugi, both of which had different things going through their minds, and weren't watching their imagined sit com.

With Yami, he was right now having an inner struggle between two people whom he found himself attracted to. There was Marik, whom he had originally fallen for, but that was still when he was called Ishtar, and now things just didn't seem to be the same. Then there was the newest love of his life, Bakura, for his angriness and totally maniacal personality that was drop dead sexy. The only problem was that with both of them, one was chasing after Bakura while the other was chasing after Jounouchi (actually, when he came to think of it, both of them were kinda stalking Jou-kins, weren't they?) so it would be hard to get any of them to look his way. He decided, though, to go for Bakura, because even though their feelings might not be mutual, there still was a way better chance that he might get some. For any man stuck in a teenager's body, who was probably going through more hormonal changes than a teenybopper changing their jeans, this was reason enough.

Yugi, on the other hand, had other things in mind. He felt that he was in a whole entire loveless hole. Everybody was chasing after everybody else, the only couple established was Ryou and Mokuba, some guys like Jounouchi and Bakura had two people after them, while people like Honda and himself had nobody. Other people like Kaiba were being willingly abused by their, loves, while other people, like Malik, would actually love them and treat them with dignity. Things here were getting more screwed up by the day. Yugi just hoped that the newest applicant to come live in the apartment might improve situations, though seeing how things were turning out, he now highly doubted it (*hint hint: new character, next chapter). Also, his spiffy bargain shoes were starting to fall apart at the soles. It seemed this was a job for Mr. Tape!

Honda was in the other room, feeling down and depressed as usual. No one loved him because he looked icky, and his hair was gross looking. It wasn't his fault he was drawn that way! He just wanted somebody, ANYBODY, to care for him, too... unless they were old, fat, had acne, were just 'okay,' or... alright, let's face it, he wanted a total babe/hunk (chances are hunk, since everybody seems to be queer). Maybe, just maybe there was a beauty out there who would fall for the beast, because if it could happen in a Disney movie, it proved that your dreams can come true. He decided to ignore the fact that at the end the beast turns into a sexy bizznatch (which I think had a terribly big nose), and in the Hunchback of Notre Dame, the pretty chick went for the hot guy anyway. That was okay, though, because they made a sequel so that the cripple could get a chick too! Keeping that in mind, Honda's spirits were raised, and he went back to playing with his Ariel and Eric paper dolls.

Now then, to be keeping track of things, let's see how the whole Jounouchi seduction project of the day came out. Bakra had indeed fixed the whole breathing under peanutbutter/getting the hair messy problem. He and Marik had put on shower caps and snorkels, followed by hiding under the brownish tan orange (what color is peanut butter anyway?) substance, with the many delectable chocolate morsels floating about. As they had expected, Jounouchi's title of doggie was quite accurate, and he had followed his nose to the bath full of goodies. It took him no time at all to drop his clothes and dive into this heavenly treat, only to find that he had two other people there with him who wanted to share in the bounty.

Marik and Bakura popped out of the peanut butter, ripping off their shower caps and snorkels, followed by tackling Jou. It seemed that the pooch was pinned, screaming as he was showered with many licks and kisses. It was very soon after this had begun that Bakura was growing weary of the upper half of his captive's body, and his hand began to proceed downward. Unfortunately, before Bakura's hand had reached it's final destination, Mokuba and Ryou had walked on in to the bathroom, and had been planning to try out their new yarn ship that Ryou had artfully crafted in the bath tub. The three were shooed out of the bathroom, followed by a long lecture on indecent exposure, and if you're gonna do it, for heaven's sake, include everybody!

Jounouchi took this time to gat back into his clothes (how he got all the peanut butter off, I don't know, nor really care) and scurried onto the couch next to Bandit Keith, where he was soon forced into employment under this new couch tyrant as a beer holder. And so the day went by, and night was coming upon them all, for little did they know, other than Yugi, that a new arrival would soon be dwelling amongst them... oh, and that has to do with night cuz the dude is coming at night time... just so we have that cleared up! ^_^

Now then, for the people who are totally confused on how this is all set up so far, this is how the whole 'love cycle' is at the current moment.

Couples: Ryou/Mokuba.... that's it

Name/Person they like

Yugi/nobody

Yami/Bakura & Marik

Bakura/Jounouchi

Marik/Bakura

Jounouchi/Nobody

Honda/Nobody

Keith/Nobody

Seto/Keith

Malik/Seto

Knowing how I am, probably this whole set up will have changed a bunch of times before this whole fic is over. Oh, also I have made things more complicated for me because I have not decided to add just one, but TWO new characters in the next chapter (applicant & person applicant drags along). I'm not spoiling, though! By the way, no worries about one of them being an original character, because I have told y'all before, I hate Mary Sues, and to do that to you all would be cruel and unusual punishment. I'll do my best to get the next chapter up sooner, and I'll do my best to update all my other stuff, too. Later!