MD: *reading Beckett YGO Collector*…… *twitches slightly*

Malik: What?

MD: Malik-chan, I need to borrow the Millennium Rod.

Malik: And I should care because?

MD: *points to magazine* They call you annoying, sneaky, cowardly, whenever you lose you throw "hissy fits" AND they say Pegasus is a better villain than you.

Malik: *livid* Let's go.

MD: Oooh, can we take the motorcycle?

Malik: Okay fine.

MD: Ryou-chan, you and Bakura are in charge while we're gone.

Ryou: That's gonna get bloody. *sigh* Guess that means I'm in charge of the Q&A too.

Q&A:

Lady Silver Dragon:

Bakura: You're going to give the baka-authoress a swelled head.

Ryou: Hush Kura-chan! MD has a fluff obsession. ESPECIALLY when it comes to R/B. Um, lessee, what else…oh yeah, we're supposed to tell you that MD has a live journal now, and that you should visit.

Elf'd light:

Ryou: Um well, the thing is…this IS the sequel.

Aura Black Chan:

Bakura: The reason the ending to the last one was off was because MD was to much of a lazy-ass to type the extra chapter that was supposed to be the ending.

Ryou: Kura-chan! That's enough! *ties up with ribbons and throws in a closet*

Bakura: Ryou-chan! Let me out!

Ryou: I can't hear you…

Female- Yami/Yugi:

Ryou: *digs through mound of URLs* Here we go!

You might have to look around a little, but there's some nice fanart of Ancient Egyptian Bakura.

Ryou: That's all in the way of Q&A, so on with the next chapter!

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Completion

Yugi tiptoed as silently as possible through the kitchen door as possible, turning around and putting his finger to his lips before quietly closing the door.

Leaning over Malik's chair, he grinned slightly before popping a balloon in his ear.

Obviously, today was not Malik's day. It had, however, succeeded in waking him up much better than any coffee. "God," he mumbled, rubbing his eardrums, "what is this, 'let's gang up on Malik day?'"

Yugi giggled. "Sorry Malik. You looked so half-asleep that I couldn't resist."

"Well," Malik said irritably, "Why didn't you decide to play a prank on my yami then? He actually IS asleep!"

"I like my head where it is thanks." Yugi replied sweetly.

"Go bother the Pharaoh then." Malik replied, rubbing his head.

Atemu took the opportunity to put his arm around Yugi's shoulder, using the other to lean on Malik's head. "My Aibou is incapable of annoying me, unlike some people that I could mention." He shot a look at Bakura who grinned devilishly, before turning back to Malik.

"Oh sure, you guys get nice, 'normal' darker halves, and we're stuck with the chibi terrors." Malik mumbled.

"Oh come on," Ryou protested, "They can't be that bad!"

Marik, meanwhile, had managed to grab hold of Malik's leg in his sleep, and merely growled and tightened his grip when Malik tried to pull away. Malik raised an eyebrow. "You wanna bet money on that?"

Ryou sweat dropped before turning to Seto. "Seto?" He said, in a kind of half pleading voice.

"Don't look at me." Seto responded, turning back to the newspaper. His yami was currently experimentally sipping the CEO's coffee. He made a disgusted and quickly placed it back on the table.

Seto smirked slightly. "They do have their adorable moments." He said grudgingly.

Yugi hid a knowing smile behind his hands, before going in search of some high sugar content cereal. Atemu hurried after him, knowing full well what would happen if he found any.

Ryou left as well, muttering something about 'last minute Christmas shopping' and dragging Bakura behind him. This left Malik, Seto, and the chibies alone. Seto sighed slightly. Seito had 'accidentally' broken his laptop yesterday, although Seto suspected it had been 'accidentally-on-purpose'. How many times had his yami pestered him that they should spend time together? And equally coincidentally, he'd discovered his dismantled laptop very shortly after this conversation. One can only imagine the trouble Seto had controlling the urge to strangle the life out of his darker half. It was the chibi eyes. Not even cold, calculating, merciless Seto Kaiba could resist the pull of chibi eyes. Which is why Mokuba uses them so often.

Seto closed his eyes in a half-attempt to block out the chibi eyes Seito was giving him now before giving in. "Alright, fine, we'll go shopping."

"Kr-ist-miss shopping!" Seito corrected cheerfully, trying out the new word.

Seto rolled his eyes and didn't reply.

Seito grabbed his lighter half's arm and hauled him out of the room eagerly. "It'll be fun!" He said excitedly.

Marik finally opened his eyes sleepily as the kitchen door banged shut. He squeezed them hurriedly shut again, trying to block out the evil light that was blinding him. "Hikari-pretty!" He moaned in annoyance. "Make it go 'way!"

Malik didn't move from his chair. "It's way past time for you to be up anyway."

"But it's BRIGHT!" Marik hissed, hiding under another one of Malik's shirts, the other having been taking back by a very red Malik.

"Sounds like a personal problem to me." Malik went back to munching on his stash of Oreos, which he'd taken out as soon as he was sure Yugi was safely away from the kitchen.

Marik looked at the Oreos. Hikari-pretty always got those out when he was upset. His fault? Must be. He made Hikari-pretty mad? (A/N: Marik's speech is always so fun to write! ^_^) Yes? Yesyesyes. He must make Hikari-pretty feel all better. How? Don't know. But make much better.

Malik looked over at his yami. Uh oh, he's wearing the 'evil plotting face'. "What're you thinking?" He asked suspiciously.

Marik looked at his hikari in panic. Hikari-pretty must not find out yet! He got up, making shooing motions with his hand. "Hikari-pretty must go!" He said urgently.

Malik blinked, a little hurt. Had he done something to upset his yami? If he had, he'd have to make it up to him somehow.

And so the two halves began to plot.

Bakura shivered, blowing on his hands slightly to keep them warm. His Egyptian body definitely did not like cold. Ryou had practically laughed himself silly at the sight of his psychotic yami dressed in two sweaters, gloves, hat, a coat and a scarf.

"It's not that cold 'Kura-chan!" He said cheerfully the only sign of the weather being two pink spots on his cheeks. But he often sported those anyway, especially around Bakura.

"Let's just get the shopping done, alright?"

"Can do 'Kura-chan! Remember, we're meeting Yugi and Atemu at the café at one!" Ryou said as he turned to go.

"Hey, where are you going?!"

Ryou turned back around and put his hands on his hips. "Do you honestly think I'm going shopping for you while you're with me?"

"…"

"I didn't think so. Remember, don't be late!"

Bakura shivered in the street, wondering what he had done to deserve this.

Ryou scanned the walls of the shop, wondering if it was a good idea for him to be here. True, the shop absolutely screamed 'Bakura', but it was also where thugs and gangsters were likely to be found. Ryou turned to leave when something on the wall caught his eye. It was a curved dagger, made of sparkling silver with a sapphire hilt. Granted, he wasn't exactly in favor of giving his yami sharp objects -he'd practically killed Malik when he'd given Bakura a 12 inch kitchen knife last year- but it just seemed so perfect.

And if he had to defend himself with it on the way home, well- Bakura would probably appreciate a little blood, right?

Back within the warmth of the apartment, Marik checked his plan again. Everything looked fine but- maybe just one more check. 20 minutes later, he confirmed that everything was in place, for sure. If this didn't cheer his Hikari-pretty up, nothing would.

Malik, meanwhile, had a plan of his own. If Ryou and Yugi where going to be gone, that gave him the opportunity to make lunch for just the two of them. Granted, Isis hadn't taught him to cook much…okay, so Ramen was the only thing he could cook without blowing something up. Minor setback. Right?

Wrong. Still, Malik managed to emerge from the kitchen half an hour later, carrying two plates of pancakes (Hey, if nothing else, make breakfast!) and a grin on his face.

…Right into the trap Marik had made to catch the Pharaoh. Marik's eyes widened as he came around the corner, only to find his Hikari-pretty hanging upside down, syrup dripping from his hair onto the floor.

His mouth dropped. "Hikari-pretty! Is Hikari-pretty mad? Bet he is. Very very mad. Very sorry, yesyesyes." He bowed low to the ground in homage.

And in spite of it all, Malik started to laugh.

Seto staggered slightly under the packages that his yami had bought. Or rather, conned him into buying. Damn puppy eyes.

"Seto! Look! Let's go here!"

Seto rolled his eyes, definitely not for the first time that day. His yami was just like a little kid at, well…Christmas! He smiled in spite of himself. He used to be like that.

Seito didn't miss the smile. Maybe his hikari was finally cheering up. Next stop: lunch.

"C'mon hikari! I bet we can meet the others at the café!"

Seto sighed. "Sure, why not? I've already spent practically my entire fortune, why not spend the rest?"

Seito grinned at Seto's joke. His plan was working! "Let's go then!"

Seto followed behind, carrying the Christmas gifts. Maybe holidays weren't so bad after all. He hurried slightly to catch up with Seito. Maybe, just this once, it would be okay to enjoy himself.

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*6 hours later*

Ryou: Where ARE they?

MD & Malik: You called?

Ryou: Where have- you're covered in BLOOD!

MD: We decapitated a few columnists. It was fun. ^__^

Ryou: I fear for your sanity…

MD: You're several years late, I'm afraid. Where's Kura-chan?

Ryou: Um…in the closet….

Malik: O__o Wearing RIBBONS?

Ryou: That's a long story…

Next chapter: Gift giving and fluff.

Just a Note: Marik and Seito's changes get less flare, 'cause I was tired of writing the scenes. It's more…natural. You'll see next chapter.

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