Aisha: Ok everyone, I realize that this took an unbearable amount of time to update, and that this update should probably be for BBOSM and not this, but I felt bad leaving a single chapter story hanging, so here you go. It won't be any good, because I've waited too long to update and kind of lost my original intent. Sorry.

Just a side note, but to those of you who don't like Ryou's new look let me just ask you this: Haven't you ever experimented with your looks? And how long did it take you to get back to normal? Don't worry, he'll be back to regular jeans and t-shirts in no time. But just as a warning I think I'm gonna keep the pierced ears and hair in a ponytail, because I think that it would look utterly adorable on him (I don't think anyone mentioned this, but his new attitude stays, let's face it we love him, but he had the personality of dry wall in the show). Again, I'm sorry if I offended anyone. ^_^

To Shadowfrost Panther and Maruken: The Yami situation may not be as simple as you think I've layed it out. ^_~ I have a nack for making the simplest of circumstances incredibly complex. But thanks for guessing! ^_^

Thank you to anyone who reviewed, individual notes might be posted at the end of this chapter or the next one.

Chapter2:

*ReCap* "Room 315," Malik muttered once everyone had disbanded.

"315?" I asked him, shocked.

"What is there an echo in here?"

"That's my room," I answered, eyes wide realizing he was my roommate.

"Oh good, you're used to living with psychos."

"If you mean Bakura, he left just after you went back to Egypt," I said, somewhat stiffly.

"Tough luck, my yami as well," he said, somewhat off handedly.

"Yugi's too," I replied slowly. This was just a little weird. It couldn't have been coincidence, could it? Then again it had been two years, and I hadn't even heard a rumor of Bakura, so maybe it was.

"Whatever," Malik shrugged. "So, got any good music, Roomie?" Malik asked smirking. I sighed; it was definitely going to be an interesting year.

Malik spent the better part of an hour hauling boxes from his sister's car (Isis came in once to say hi, then left as soon as Malik was done.) The room was uncomfortably silent as Malik started unpacking things on his side of the room. Trying to fight my boredom and unease I turned on my laptop and started to play The SIMS Livin' Large. Bad move on my part.

"Is that the SIMS?" Malik asked over my shoulder.

"Yeah," I replied not really paying attention to him.

"Can I play?" He asked.

"No," I said never removing my eyes for the screen. Last time I looked away while playing this game my sim managed to set himself on fire in the shower stall. (A/N: This actually happened to me -_-;)

"Please," he begged, almost sounding cute.

"No."

"Pretty please!"

"Not a chance."

"I know some cheat codes," he offered slyly.

"The only important one is the cash code, and I've been using it all along," I deadpanned.

 "You suck," he huffed out childishly.

"You're a great roommate too Malik," and still I didn't look away from the screen. Had I looked away I would have seen him pouting like a child before deciding to pull my chair away from my desk. "What's the big idea?!" I yelped out as I saw my sim set fire to his stove. "You're going to destroy my game!"

"If we're going to live together let's get one thing straight. I don't care if you don't share your stuff with me, but at least look at me when you're talking! Ra it pisses me off when people don't look at me!"

"Attention complex?"

"Don't be an ass, you know I meant when they're talking to me."

I pouted slightly about him calling me an ass, which he smiled at, in turn causing me to give him a small smile.

"I don't see why we can't get along," he said, suddenly serious.

My face dropped, why did he have to bring that up? "Because you possessed me and used my body as tool for revenge against the Pharaoh."

"Oh. That."

"But…"

"Yeah?" His eyes lit up and he looked slightly hopeful here. Did he really want my friendship that badly. Then again we did have to live together, and if he got in good with me that meant the rest of the group would probably leave him alone.

"I did forgive Bakura, and he almost killed me and my friends on multiple occasions, so… Why not? Let's start over," I gave him my trademark friendly smile, which Bakura had dubbed the 'I'm confused, so take advantage of me' smile.

Malik flashed me a smile of his own, which lit up his slightly insane purple eyes. "Do you think we could start on them," here he motioned into the open door in the direction of Jou and Honda's room, "tomorrow?"

"Yugi has probably already forgiven you, and Anzu does whatever Yugi wants. But Jou and Honda will be harder to convince. It may take anywhere from a day to all semester," I tried to look hopeful for his sake.

Malik looked over to my computer and made a face. "You might want to try and salvage your game while I finish unpacking. Maybe we can check out the area afterwards."

"Sounds good," I replied while wheeling my chair back over to my desk.

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After another half hour Malik was done pack and practically had to drag me from my computer, and stop several escape attempts on my part while walking down to the parking lot.

"So are we taking a car or walking?" Malik asked halfway out the car park.

"There is no way I'm taking my 'Stang into Tokyo traffic. She might get scratched," and I'd rather be spending my money on stuff at shops, not on car repairs.

"Right. So walking then," Malik concluded before, "Wait… You have a Mustang?"

"Silver and black."

Malik's face adopted a dreamy look that I'd only ever seen while he was looking at his motorcycle.

"Let's get walking then," I urged, pushing Malik forward.

It took a while, but eventually we reached the Center of Tokyo, which was comprised mostly of stores. We went window shopping for a while, taking special care to scope out all of the stores with electronics. It was around our second lap of mapping out city center that we stopped in front a shop with a television display, around which a horde of people had gathered.

"What's going on?" I asked the person standing nearest to us.

"I dunno, something about a crisis at the United Nations."

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Aisha: That's it for now, please review. More will happen next chapter I promise.