It was just a normal day at the office. The yamis and their hikaris were
lounging around on the set of their show at the studio waiting to receive
the file folder for their next assignment. Fortunately upon their return
to Japan they discovered their ever so loyal cameraman was out of the
hospital and able to go back to work.
"Hi guys!" Mokuba cried bounding into the room causing all the yamis (and Malik) to groan since they had all been moments away from making a move on their loved one. "Here's the next victim," he cried tossing the file folder into Malik's lap before disappearing again.
"Oooo, let's see!" Malik happily cried opening the folder. "Hey!" he protested when he read what was inside. Marik lazily looked over his lover's shoulder at the information before throwing a smirk in the direction of Bakura.
"Isis is so going to kill you if mess up the place with your redecorating," he told the white-haired yami with a laugh.
"Who is it?" Yami demanded.
"Rishid," Malik replied with a pout. "What fun is there in making my own brother our victim?"
"Better him then Isis," Ryou pointed out. The others naturally agreed with Ryou so they packed up their things and Bob the cameraman and headed up to the top of the building where the Blue Eyes White Jet was waiting for them. Since the can was sill wrecked and Seto had refused to accept the jet back since it was now 'soiled', the gang was using it for the time being to travel around in. 2.4 seconds later they were landing in the street in front of the Ishtar home.
"MALIK!" came yelling from the house and Malik knew he was already in trouble.
"WE DIDN'T PARK ON THE LAWN!" he yelled back.
"THANK YOU!"
"Is there always yelling around here?" Yugi asked uncovering his ears.
"Pretty much," Marik replied with a shrug as they all headed inside.
"Aren't you guys supposed to be at work?" Isis asked as soon as they entered the room.
"We are," Malik replied. "Where's Rishid?"
"Oh good! Mokuba finally answered my request!" Isis happily cried clapping her hands together.
"You did this?" Malik asked and Isis nodded her head. "Why? He's our brother!"
"Come on Malik you've seen the way he looks and dresses. He spends all his free time being your servant when he could be out meeting people."
"There's nothing wrong with that!"
"Give it a rest," Bakura growled. "Some of us want to start our job today."
"Fine," Malik grumbled with a small pout. "RISHID!"
"Yes Master Malik?" Rishid asked entering the room. This resulted in Isis smacking her brother on the back of his head since she told him months ago to break Rishid of the master stuff.
"Come on we're going shopping with Marik and Bob," Malik replied strolling back through the front door. Soon enough the four of them were crammed into the cockpit of the Blue Eyes Jet with a still pouting Malik stilling on Marik's lap who was flying and actually trying to do a good job for a change. Fortunately however it wasn't long before Marik was sitting the jet down in a handy-cap parking space at Domino Mall.
"So where too first master?" Rishid asked.
"I don't care," Malik replied with a pout.
"Take the jet and take Bob to Tyrants R Us," Marik said with a sigh handing Rishid the keys to the jet. "Buy whatever you want and charge it to our account. Meet us back here in an hour."
Rishid hurried away to fulfill Marik wishes. Ever since that little incident at Battle City where Marik tried to kill Rishid, Rishid always was afraid of Marik for some reason.
When Rishid and Bob had disappeared, Marik turned his attention to his hikari. "What's wrong with you?" he asked.
"Nothing."
"Malik!"
"I don't want to change my brother," Malik admitted burying his face into Marik's chest. "Sure he's a bad dresser who has zero sense of fashion, bad hair and his only known existence in life is to serve me but that's the way I like him!"
"But anything we change can be changed back," Marik pointed out as he petted Malik's silky blonde hair. "It's not like none of us are out to kill him . . . again."
"Really?" Malik asked with a small sniffle.
"Yes, I promise not to hack off his head while I'm cutting off that thing he calls his hair."
"Yay! Thank you!" Malik happily cried before giving Marik a kiss. The pair made out for awhile before they remembered what happened last time they were at the mall together and reluctantly broke apart.
With Malik's issue now resolved, Marik called Tyrants R Us on his cell phone who immediately sent over the company limo for the two of them where they joined up with Rishid and Bob. Much to Malik's delight all Rishid bought was a new black robe. The group then once again piled into the cockpit of the Blue Eyes Jet so that they could head to the salon for Rishid's hair cut.
Needless to say Rishid was a tad nervous after they got there when he saw Marik approach him with hedge clippers. All was good though as only slight blood was spilled and soon the foursome was off once again back to the Ishtar home.
"MALIK GET THESE FREAKS OUT OF HERE!" Isis yelled as soon as Malik and Marik entered the house. Yami and Yugi hurried out to join Rishid and Bob in the jet before anymore yelling could be done.
"YOU BROUGHT THIS ON YOURSELF!" Malik yelled back before retreating with Marik to their room.
"RYOU FOR THE LAST TIME GET OUT OF THE KITCHEN! RISHID ALREADY KNOWS HOW TO COOK! WHO DO YOU THINK DOES ALL THE COOKING AROUND HERE?!"
*~*~*
"So what do you want to do?" Yami asked Rishid as soon as Yugi started the jet and flew off. "You already know how to duel. What do you like doing for fun besides that?"
"Serving Master Malik," Rishid automatically replied causing Yugi and Yami to exchange looks.
"I think this calls for a trip to the arcade," Yugi declared, doing a loop with the jet so they could go in the right direction to the arcade. 3.6 seconds later they were there, entering the loud, noisy, multiple flashing light arcade.
"Look it's Yami!" squealed a group of fangirls as soon as Yami, Yugi, Rishid and Bob entered the arcade.
"Back off girls! He's mine!" Yugi dangerously growled at the group of fan girls with a growl that could challenge Bakura's growl. Yugi grabbed a conveniently placed metal chair and began chasing the girls around the arcade with it.
"No again!" Yami complained as he chased after Yugi. "Aibou! Stop it!" Yami however was soon distracted by a random video game tournament that someone had started and not one to ever pass up a challenge Yami quickly joined in forgetting the fact that his Aibou was chasing a bunch of strange girls around the arcade with a chair and that the reason he was there was because of Rishid.
Rishid however found the entire thing boring and soon headed back home with Bob in the jet. When they got there however, everything was strangely quiet. Walking inside they found Isis curled up on the coach watching the Young and the Restless, the other were nowhere in sight.
Knowing it was best not to not disturb Isis when her soaps were on, Rishid headed up the stairs where he heard the pleasuring cries coming from Malik and Marik's room, which unfortunately for Rishid was right next to his own room. Needless-to-say Rishid never got a lot of sleep at night from the noises coming from the other room. Isis at times didn't either but she was smart enough to always fall asleep with her Walkman's volume on max, which might have been the reason why she had a tendency to yell all the time. Of course all the yelling could be because she lived with Marik and Malik who could drive the sanest person crazy and not because she was going deaf.
Rishid opened the door to his own room and to his surprise he found Bakura and Ryou in there. But to his even greater surprise instead of making out or anything . . . more. . . they were huddled on the bed together in fear.
"Something wrong?" Rishid asked them.
"Well between the freaks in the next room and Isis we're both ready to get back to the safety of our own home," Bakura declared as he threw a book at the wall that was connected to Marik and Malik's room. "KEEP IT DOWN IN THERE!" His efforts however were useless.
"How do you put up with it?" Ryou asked with a small sob.
"Umm . . . I guess it doesn't seem so bad if you're family," Rishid replied.
"We're lucky we're not family then," Bakura grumbled as he stood up and helped Ryou to his feet. "Later Rishid, we're out of here now that the jet is back."
"If you ever need a place to hide out for a while give us a call," Ryou added before following his yami out the door.
"Hey!" Rishid protested after them. "You left my room half finished!"
"Like I care!" Bakura called back.
"ALL OF YOU SHUT UP WHEN I'M WATCHING MY SHOWS!" Isis yelled causing Bakura and Ryou to make a mad dash to the front door. Unfortunately for Bob he got in their way while they were trying to run down the stairs and ended up being trampled on as he fell down the stairs landed with a loud thud at the bottom. Fortunately for Bakura and Ryou, Bakura easily jumped over the fallen body and helped lift Ryou over. The pair were then home free to escape the madhouse but alas poor Bob was still trapped inside.
Declaring Bob a casualty of war, the pair flew the jet back to KCTV and made their way back down to the Queer Yamis and Hikaris for the Straight Guy set.
"Well that was . . . interesting," Ryou declared after Bakura switched on the camera that was conveniently located in front of them. "All Rishid got was one black robe, his pony tail cut off and a half finished room."
"The plus side of everything is that now a lot of people know never to go near the Ishtar household ever!" Bakura added as Ryou nodded his head in agreement before looking around in confusion.
"What happened to Yugi and Yami?"
*~*~*
"Yami can we please go home now?"
"Ten more minutes Aibou!"
Yugi sighed as he continued to watch Yami play games. The girls he had been chasing had escape long ago but not before he had been able to whack one over the head with the chair. Since then Yugi had been sitting on said chair watching the former Pharaoh play games.
"You said that an hour ago!" Yugi complained and Yami chose wisely to ignore Yugi. "If we go home we can play games of our own. . ." Yugi then watched in amusement as Yami's character quickly died.
"Let's go!" Yami cried grabbing Yugi and running out of the arcade. They reached the Kame Game shop faster then the Blue Eyes Jet ever could.
"Hi guys!" Mokuba cried bounding into the room causing all the yamis (and Malik) to groan since they had all been moments away from making a move on their loved one. "Here's the next victim," he cried tossing the file folder into Malik's lap before disappearing again.
"Oooo, let's see!" Malik happily cried opening the folder. "Hey!" he protested when he read what was inside. Marik lazily looked over his lover's shoulder at the information before throwing a smirk in the direction of Bakura.
"Isis is so going to kill you if mess up the place with your redecorating," he told the white-haired yami with a laugh.
"Who is it?" Yami demanded.
"Rishid," Malik replied with a pout. "What fun is there in making my own brother our victim?"
"Better him then Isis," Ryou pointed out. The others naturally agreed with Ryou so they packed up their things and Bob the cameraman and headed up to the top of the building where the Blue Eyes White Jet was waiting for them. Since the can was sill wrecked and Seto had refused to accept the jet back since it was now 'soiled', the gang was using it for the time being to travel around in. 2.4 seconds later they were landing in the street in front of the Ishtar home.
"MALIK!" came yelling from the house and Malik knew he was already in trouble.
"WE DIDN'T PARK ON THE LAWN!" he yelled back.
"THANK YOU!"
"Is there always yelling around here?" Yugi asked uncovering his ears.
"Pretty much," Marik replied with a shrug as they all headed inside.
"Aren't you guys supposed to be at work?" Isis asked as soon as they entered the room.
"We are," Malik replied. "Where's Rishid?"
"Oh good! Mokuba finally answered my request!" Isis happily cried clapping her hands together.
"You did this?" Malik asked and Isis nodded her head. "Why? He's our brother!"
"Come on Malik you've seen the way he looks and dresses. He spends all his free time being your servant when he could be out meeting people."
"There's nothing wrong with that!"
"Give it a rest," Bakura growled. "Some of us want to start our job today."
"Fine," Malik grumbled with a small pout. "RISHID!"
"Yes Master Malik?" Rishid asked entering the room. This resulted in Isis smacking her brother on the back of his head since she told him months ago to break Rishid of the master stuff.
"Come on we're going shopping with Marik and Bob," Malik replied strolling back through the front door. Soon enough the four of them were crammed into the cockpit of the Blue Eyes Jet with a still pouting Malik stilling on Marik's lap who was flying and actually trying to do a good job for a change. Fortunately however it wasn't long before Marik was sitting the jet down in a handy-cap parking space at Domino Mall.
"So where too first master?" Rishid asked.
"I don't care," Malik replied with a pout.
"Take the jet and take Bob to Tyrants R Us," Marik said with a sigh handing Rishid the keys to the jet. "Buy whatever you want and charge it to our account. Meet us back here in an hour."
Rishid hurried away to fulfill Marik wishes. Ever since that little incident at Battle City where Marik tried to kill Rishid, Rishid always was afraid of Marik for some reason.
When Rishid and Bob had disappeared, Marik turned his attention to his hikari. "What's wrong with you?" he asked.
"Nothing."
"Malik!"
"I don't want to change my brother," Malik admitted burying his face into Marik's chest. "Sure he's a bad dresser who has zero sense of fashion, bad hair and his only known existence in life is to serve me but that's the way I like him!"
"But anything we change can be changed back," Marik pointed out as he petted Malik's silky blonde hair. "It's not like none of us are out to kill him . . . again."
"Really?" Malik asked with a small sniffle.
"Yes, I promise not to hack off his head while I'm cutting off that thing he calls his hair."
"Yay! Thank you!" Malik happily cried before giving Marik a kiss. The pair made out for awhile before they remembered what happened last time they were at the mall together and reluctantly broke apart.
With Malik's issue now resolved, Marik called Tyrants R Us on his cell phone who immediately sent over the company limo for the two of them where they joined up with Rishid and Bob. Much to Malik's delight all Rishid bought was a new black robe. The group then once again piled into the cockpit of the Blue Eyes Jet so that they could head to the salon for Rishid's hair cut.
Needless to say Rishid was a tad nervous after they got there when he saw Marik approach him with hedge clippers. All was good though as only slight blood was spilled and soon the foursome was off once again back to the Ishtar home.
"MALIK GET THESE FREAKS OUT OF HERE!" Isis yelled as soon as Malik and Marik entered the house. Yami and Yugi hurried out to join Rishid and Bob in the jet before anymore yelling could be done.
"YOU BROUGHT THIS ON YOURSELF!" Malik yelled back before retreating with Marik to their room.
"RYOU FOR THE LAST TIME GET OUT OF THE KITCHEN! RISHID ALREADY KNOWS HOW TO COOK! WHO DO YOU THINK DOES ALL THE COOKING AROUND HERE?!"
*~*~*
"So what do you want to do?" Yami asked Rishid as soon as Yugi started the jet and flew off. "You already know how to duel. What do you like doing for fun besides that?"
"Serving Master Malik," Rishid automatically replied causing Yugi and Yami to exchange looks.
"I think this calls for a trip to the arcade," Yugi declared, doing a loop with the jet so they could go in the right direction to the arcade. 3.6 seconds later they were there, entering the loud, noisy, multiple flashing light arcade.
"Look it's Yami!" squealed a group of fangirls as soon as Yami, Yugi, Rishid and Bob entered the arcade.
"Back off girls! He's mine!" Yugi dangerously growled at the group of fan girls with a growl that could challenge Bakura's growl. Yugi grabbed a conveniently placed metal chair and began chasing the girls around the arcade with it.
"No again!" Yami complained as he chased after Yugi. "Aibou! Stop it!" Yami however was soon distracted by a random video game tournament that someone had started and not one to ever pass up a challenge Yami quickly joined in forgetting the fact that his Aibou was chasing a bunch of strange girls around the arcade with a chair and that the reason he was there was because of Rishid.
Rishid however found the entire thing boring and soon headed back home with Bob in the jet. When they got there however, everything was strangely quiet. Walking inside they found Isis curled up on the coach watching the Young and the Restless, the other were nowhere in sight.
Knowing it was best not to not disturb Isis when her soaps were on, Rishid headed up the stairs where he heard the pleasuring cries coming from Malik and Marik's room, which unfortunately for Rishid was right next to his own room. Needless-to-say Rishid never got a lot of sleep at night from the noises coming from the other room. Isis at times didn't either but she was smart enough to always fall asleep with her Walkman's volume on max, which might have been the reason why she had a tendency to yell all the time. Of course all the yelling could be because she lived with Marik and Malik who could drive the sanest person crazy and not because she was going deaf.
Rishid opened the door to his own room and to his surprise he found Bakura and Ryou in there. But to his even greater surprise instead of making out or anything . . . more. . . they were huddled on the bed together in fear.
"Something wrong?" Rishid asked them.
"Well between the freaks in the next room and Isis we're both ready to get back to the safety of our own home," Bakura declared as he threw a book at the wall that was connected to Marik and Malik's room. "KEEP IT DOWN IN THERE!" His efforts however were useless.
"How do you put up with it?" Ryou asked with a small sob.
"Umm . . . I guess it doesn't seem so bad if you're family," Rishid replied.
"We're lucky we're not family then," Bakura grumbled as he stood up and helped Ryou to his feet. "Later Rishid, we're out of here now that the jet is back."
"If you ever need a place to hide out for a while give us a call," Ryou added before following his yami out the door.
"Hey!" Rishid protested after them. "You left my room half finished!"
"Like I care!" Bakura called back.
"ALL OF YOU SHUT UP WHEN I'M WATCHING MY SHOWS!" Isis yelled causing Bakura and Ryou to make a mad dash to the front door. Unfortunately for Bob he got in their way while they were trying to run down the stairs and ended up being trampled on as he fell down the stairs landed with a loud thud at the bottom. Fortunately for Bakura and Ryou, Bakura easily jumped over the fallen body and helped lift Ryou over. The pair were then home free to escape the madhouse but alas poor Bob was still trapped inside.
Declaring Bob a casualty of war, the pair flew the jet back to KCTV and made their way back down to the Queer Yamis and Hikaris for the Straight Guy set.
"Well that was . . . interesting," Ryou declared after Bakura switched on the camera that was conveniently located in front of them. "All Rishid got was one black robe, his pony tail cut off and a half finished room."
"The plus side of everything is that now a lot of people know never to go near the Ishtar household ever!" Bakura added as Ryou nodded his head in agreement before looking around in confusion.
"What happened to Yugi and Yami?"
*~*~*
"Yami can we please go home now?"
"Ten more minutes Aibou!"
Yugi sighed as he continued to watch Yami play games. The girls he had been chasing had escape long ago but not before he had been able to whack one over the head with the chair. Since then Yugi had been sitting on said chair watching the former Pharaoh play games.
"You said that an hour ago!" Yugi complained and Yami chose wisely to ignore Yugi. "If we go home we can play games of our own. . ." Yugi then watched in amusement as Yami's character quickly died.
"Let's go!" Yami cried grabbing Yugi and running out of the arcade. They reached the Kame Game shop faster then the Blue Eyes Jet ever could.