Ryou: Hello all!

Malik: When's MD comin' back?

MD: *staggers in* @__@ *separates from YD*

CYD: @__@ Pretty stars….

Ryou: Obviously things didn't go well.

MD: *sniffles* I lost….

Malik:!!!

MD: Sesshoumaru…

Both: *face fault*

MD: *blinks* Didn't I tell you he was part of the deal too? By the way, where's Mousse?

Ryou: We called in an expert. *points*

Seito: *temporarily restored* It really wasn't that hard you know.

Q&A:

Princess Hallie:

MD: Thanks! ^__________________________^

Malik: Yet another person inflates her overlarge ego.

MD: :p My mom always accuses me of wasting my God-given talent on these fanfics. But I like using said talent on them since it makes my reviewers happy.

Sunrise and Sunset:

MD: Because plushies are good! *glomps angel Ryou plushie*

Mamono:

MD: I forgive you! ^__^ So long as you keep reviewing! Wait *re-reads review* Oro? Suddenly? I told you guys about this in the first fic.

Autumn Ann Star:

MD: Make sure you keep your word! I'm waiting on that next chapter eagerly. ^__^

Destiny's Dragon:

MD: Well….That's good! That was just for people who didn't.

Johanna Gen:

MD: Yep, S/I is good. *cowers behind Malik* You can have Shaadi, honest! Malik and Ryou are mine! Buy YGO 3 too. That's got lots of Shaadi in it.

Lady Silver Dragon:

MD: I'm not offended at all, unless you do like exactly the same thing. However, if you steal Malik's dream about the dancing cupcakes I might have to be angry. ^__~

Mintvee:

MD: Um…This One turned 13 ½ on January 3. How old did you think I was?

Jazzy:

CYD: *demonic eyes* Mine…

MD: *drags out flaming katana* This is usually reserved for flamers, but, I just won

Ryou, and he's MINE!

CYD: *gets shadow katana* Baku is mine.

Malik: Boy, don't you two feel loved.

Chibi Bakura & Ryou: ….

Celestial angel13:

CYD: *turns* Grr…

MD: Umm… *grabs borrowed prayer beads* Yami, SIT!

CYD: @___@

MD: Another fave list? I'm so happy! ^_____________^

Seito: *chibi again*

*poof*

Chibi Mousse: ???

MD: Oh dear. *sighs* I'll take him back. Ryou, make sure Malik doesn't blow anything up, okay?

Ryou: *salutes*

MD: C'mon yami.

MD & CYD: *poof*

Hey, I added a quote section to my bio! Go check it out!

Next chapter!

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Seto's Magic

Due to having stayed up all night comforting his chibi yami, Ryou was not particularly cheerful when he shuffled into the kitchen. The top items on his list were avoiding the general populace of mankind long enough to take a nap. After breakfast.

Seto was already up, naturally, and was sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee (which a person grows to like after using it to stay awake countless nights finishing business deals,) reading the newspaper. Unlike usual, he wasn't glaring at every person who entered the room, and was even in a good enough mood to mutter something along the lines of 'good morning'. Must have been the coffee.

Malik came in shortly after, rubbing his eyes sleepily and trying to get Marik to let go of him. He stopped dead in the doorway. "Oh. My. God. Ryou isn't being cheerful, and Seto is speaking of his own free will. It's a sign of the apocalypse! Take cover!"

Ryou took a few special moments to glare daggers at Malik before putting his head back on his arms. "Need…Sleep…"

Malik looked around curiously. "Where's your shadow anyway?" He was, of course, speaking of Bakura.

"Still sleeping." Ryou mumbled sleepily. "He was up for the better part of the night from nightmares and your snoring, might I add, did not help."

"I do not snore."

"Can you prove that? My sleep deprived brain says you definitely snore."

Not having an argument for this at seven in the morning, Malik changed the subject. "Where's Yugi anyway?" He asked Seto, not really expecting an answer.

"You have to pry that boy out of bed with a crowbar in the mornings." Seto replied moodily. "It doesn't help that the great pharaoh won't let you within ten feet of him."

Marik, meanwhile, had finally, (although somewhat reluctantly) let go of his hikari, and was searching of some way to cause havoc. Or something to keep him entertained. Havoc was usually the best way to do that. He wandered out of the kitchen and into the den. The large shiny box was sitting near the window. What had hikari called it? Oh well. Maybe it was flammable. Problem: No fire. Hmm. What else could he do to the box? He grabbed the Millennium Rod, which he had stolen from the High Priest that morning. Unsheathing the blade, he walked up to the box and poked one of the protruding buttons. Well, it didn't blow up, but Marik was about to get a pretty good lesson about blowing things up.

"What's that noise?" Ryou asked, still sleepy despite the sugar-and-cream-rich coffee that Seto had given him.

"And, more importantly, where did my yami go?" Malik asked. "When he disappears, death and destruction usually follow." Seito chose to come in at this moment, very put out about the disappearance of his M. Rod. Which, of course, only made Malik and co. more worried.

Yugi yawned and sat up. What time is it? 8 a.m? Man, I got up early today. He smiled slightly to see the chibi Pharaoh standing guard diligently at his bedside. He cocked his head to the side at the sound coming from the living room. Was Malik watching TV this early?

Walking in a non-morning person trance Yugi followed his grumbling stomach towards the kitchen, Yami walking protectively in front him. A few feet from salvation from his growling stomach, Yugi found the source of the noise. Marik was sitting in front of the TV, a bit of an awed look on his face. Yugi stepped forward to see what he was watching. Not recognizing it, he shrugged and walked into the kitchen, where Yami was watching a somewhat worried Malik. "If you're looking for Marik," Yugi yawned, "he's watching TV."

Malik tore out of the kitchen, his spiky bangs hanging in his face, only to find that his yami was in fact, not blowing things up and/or setting them on fire. Instead, he was watching things get blown up and/or set on fire. Marik pointed happily at the TV. "That guy gots pointy hair like me!"

Malik leaned over to take a look at the screen. Hey, you know, this doesn't look half bad… Pretty soon Malik was just as engrossed as Marik, in the ever popular and awesome anime we know as…Dragonball Z!

"Can we officially label them as insane and pyromaniacs?"

"Probably. Good Point: They wouldn't be our problem anymore. Bad Point: We wouldn't have nearly as much entertainment."

"True."

This conversation was taking place between Yugi and Ryou (who was finally starting to perk up) while Malik and Marik, having finished watching DBZ and deciding to continue to watch it tomorrow, if only to cheer for the villains and wonder why Vegeta had decided not to stay evil, were now rotting their brains out on the Gamecube.

"I win!"

Malik shook his head sadly. "I just lost to a four year old…at Soul Caliber II…my best game…Damn."

Marik glared at him slightly. "Not four, Hikari-Mine. I'm six and a half."

Malik raised an eyebrow. "you're kidding."

"No."

"Problem."

And, of course, in Marik's mind, the problem cycle went like this: When in doubt, blame the Pharaoh. If Pharaoh is not available, blame the High Priest. Hmm, he had yet to gloat to Seito about the M. Rod. Blaming him might be the most fun way to go. Now all he had to do was ask Hikari-Mine what they were blaming him for.

It was at this moment, while Marik was scheming, that Bakura decided to get up, still a little quivery over last night's dream, and searching for Ryou, his koi. It felt kind of nice to call him that, knowing there was someone who loved him unconditionally, maybe even shared a bond that was more than mortals could explain. (A/N: Let us keep in mind that at this point Bakura is not aware of his and Ryou's mind link.) How else could he have known that he was having bad dreams?

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, away from Marik's plotting, Malik was explaining the situation to the assembled group. "Any ideas?" He asked after he finished.

Ryou bit his bottom lip nervously. "I don't know, but I'm having the same trouble with Kura. He was up half the night with nightmares about his village. I'm afraid if he reaches his tomb robber stage, I won't be able to reach him at all."

To everyone's surprise, including his own, it was Seto who spoke up. "Think about it. They were children close to 5000 years ago. Since their bodies can't handle de-aging over that much time, they're going to age a little bit at a time."

He glared at the eyes goggling at him. "The power was out alright? The computers were down and all there was to read was Seito's spell books…"

Malik's eyes widened slightly. "Seto was reading magic books. Yup, I was right. Definitely signs of the apocalypse."

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MD: *poofs in*

Malik: *playing cards with Ryou* What took you so long?

Ryou: Where's YD?

MD: *fused voice* We had problems with the dimension travel and we're stuck, okay?

Malik: *laughs*

YMD: Oh, you think that's funny, then you'll love this. *grabs water bucket*

*splash*

Fox: ….

Ryou: ???

Fox: *disappears*

*splash*

YMD: Amused?

Malik: What…Just happened?

YMD: *points* Ask my readers.

Note: Ha! I finally found out Yami's real name! Thank you Yahoo message boards! Apparently it was recently released in the Egyptian Arc of the manga. Maybe I'll tell you guys, maybe not… ^__~

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