well here's chapter 3 for all of youz.. this is goin smoothly.. and well school is gonna start, and hopefully i'll be able to finish this fic while im at it.. because when im in school im BUSY and it SUCKS cuz id rather be in my own little world writing a bunch of fics.. lol oKAY! lets GOOOO!!

Chapter 3: Final Thoughts

Bakura finally got home after a long ass walk. Marik was there sitting on the couch fighting with his Yami about the remote. He rolled his eyes and stepped in the kitchen. Shock swept over him like a wind as he stood infront of the horror before him.

"Grrr.. MARIK! MALIK!" he yelled in anger. They stopped their own bickering and ran to his direction, then stopped behind him in shock also, almost as if they didn't make the mess. (..lmao.. idiots..)

"Can you.. please.. Tell my why there is shit all over the walls, floor, and counters?" Bakura asked with his eys closed in his most patient tone. There was chocolate smeared on all four walls. There was fruit scattered all over the floor. Chocolate icing and syrup was all spread on the counter. And his blender.. his blender had a crack in it! Bakura thought he'd go nuts right now. "And I told you not to use my blender! You half wits!" he yelled once more, grabbing both of them by the neck and shoving them up against the nearest wall.

"HEY HEY HEY!" Marik said squirming under his hold. He hated when Bakura got really upset like this. What made it worse was that he was holding most of it in, and he didn't want to face what would come out if Marik were to put him under too much pressure. "Malik used your blender! I swear on Ra!"

"Shut up you imbecil! The least you can do is keep your big mouth shut!" Malik snapped, kicking Marik in the leg.

"Ouch! You.. rrr!" Bakura still had a grip on their necks. It was amusing to watch them try and kill each other when they were a a foot and a half apart.

"Listen you two morons. I'll be nice this time. I won't threaten to banish you to the Shadow Realm like all the other--"

"Oh thank you thank you thank you!" Marik yelped cutting him off. Bakura pushed his hand harder on his neck.

"...LIKE! all the other times!.. Now.. I'm allowing you idiots five days to clean that shit off the walls and repaint them too. And I want those spaces between those tiles nice, clean, and WHITE. Understood?!"

"Ooh.. thank you. Have mercy on you..--"

"Is that understood?!" Bakura was losing his patience with Malik's sorry excuse for a Hikari.

"Yes yes.." Marik squealed. Bakura finally let them go and walked towards the stairs of the apartment.

[I can't wait to get away from these bakas.. ack.. I should check if some of those auction prices for that house are still low..]

"By the way.." Bakura began before walking up, "I want a new blender too!"

"FINE!" the pair yelled. And he was off.

"This is all your fault." Marik began.

"No, it's your fault! It wasn't my idea to bake and blow up a cake!" Malik barked.

"Well I'm not the one who broke the 200 dollar blender!" He smiled, knowing that Malik would be the one replacing it.

"What?! 200.. 200.. That thing is 200 dollars? For a god damn blender? Arghh.." Malik shoveled in his wallet and pulled out a 5.

"Ha.. good.. all you need now.. is another 195 dollars. Ha.. good luck. While you do that, I'll paint." Marik was out of the door to get some new paint, leaving Malik with no clue as to how to get the money needed for Bakura's stupid blender.

"Ugh.. this is amazingly stupid..." He said to himself. He went upstairs and then locked himself in the room he shared with Marik. "Hah. He'll be sleeping on the couch tonight." He smirked.

Bakura listened as the two argued with each other. Then the front door slam. Sometimes he loved being with them. Hearing them argue made him crack up so bad. Their voices made it so funny. Sigh He still needed to get out. There was this amazing mansion that was up for auction for about $589,000. That was fucking cheap considering it was in Kaiba's neighborhood. That was a concern for Bakura, but he brushed it off, knowing that jerk wouldn't bother him unless he really didn't have a life. He dropped the subject with himself and thought back to an hour ago, when he met that girl..

[Damnit.. I wish things were as easy as changing my attitude like that.. ]

He really was tired of being such a maniac jerk. He guessed it was because of those two retards. They kept him going, always insisting and pushing his envelope. Whatever.. But when he took that girl's hand, something ran through him, although he didn't want to admit it.. And that hug!... It seemed, at the moment, that they were meant for each other.

[Arghh.. don't get mushy now Bakura!!]

He knew he couldn't hold back from it. He made the decision that he would see her tomorrow. He wanted to figure out if this was just another one of those gay ass phases he always fell for.. pehh..

Leiyah went up into her modernized apartment, which was worth about 1.6 million dollars. Needless to say, although she lived 'the life', sometimes she wished she could've had something more 'normal'. She walked up the outdoor-apartment like steel steps to the second floor as soon as she entered the door. She heard a familiar techno song blasting from her older brother's room.

"That fuck head!" She remembered clearly telling him not to borrow any of her CDs. She burst into his blue and white room.

"You dick fuck! What did I tell you about--!"

"Hey.. chill... It's mine, I burned a copy." he said calmly, raving with two photon lights.

[He used my computer too!]

"You used my computer too?!" Her eyebrows cocked. "Fuck.. whatever.."

"Pff.. not my problem..." he sneered as Leiyah slammed the door successfully making him jump out of his chair.

She walked into her room, and sure enough her computer was on. She let out a blood curdling scream. Leiyah hated the fact that she had to live with her brother for the rest of her damned life. Her parents had gone off for business, and wouldn't be back for the next two decades.. PFFFF.. what was that.. might as well get on out of here.. she gave a sigh. As soon as she was calm, she went to her desk then moved the cursor to disable the screensaver mode. Nothing was open, so she just shut it down. When that was done, she plopped on her bed onto one large pillow that was meant for a 'lounging' area in her room. She had no clue as to how to arrange the damn pillows, so she just tossed them onto her bed. Her thoughts immediately went back to an hour ago.

That smirk.. It was.. intriguing... seductive.. sexy--

[Whooaaaa now.. you don't really think... ] Her mind raced as random eh-ehm... "images".. floated to her head. [He is attractive.] She told herself, his face clearly painted in her mind.

She really wanted to see him again. That moment when they were embracing each other, it was as if they had been together forever, and that they were meant for one another. Hrmm.. seemed strange, but she liked it. She must have dozed off in thought, because before she knew it she had fallen asleep.

As Bakura was in thought of Leiyah, he turned his head only to find that Malik had barged in. He had the biggest smirk on his face.. As if his mouth couldn't get any bigger.. Bakura rolls eyes

"What do you want.." He asked dully.

"Hehehe... I know what's on your mind Bakura.."

He blushed barely, but noticeabley. Malik had caught that, then began jumping up and down.

"So I am right! AHAA! You're thinking about--"

"Malik shut up!" Bakura yelled.

"So tell me... who is this--" SMACK!

"Malik I told you to shut up! You never listen!" He plopped back in his bed with his arms behind his head. "It's none of your business."

"Hah.. atleast I know what it's about.." Malik chuckled as he walked out of the room slamming the door. Bakura didn't flinch at the sound, instead growled to himself.

[I can't believe I decided to share a mind link with those fools...] He sighed and looked at the clock. It was now 10:30. He thought he'd get some sleep, since he always awoke at 1 or 3 in the noon. He didn't want to miss out on the mornings since they were so nice. Bakura shut his eyes, thinking about Leiyah... her eyes were so gorgeous.. her hair.. long with big curls, every curve was intriguing.. then some "images" popped into his head.

All of the sudden, everything behind his eyelids went black. Bakura stood in the void with three golden doors infront of him. One had the Millenium Ring carved on it. One with the Millenium Rod. Then the last with the Millenium Rod and some wind cast around it. He moved to that door and flung it open.

"You called me here?" He asked rolling his eyes once more.

"Heh.. why don't you go check your soul room.." Malik answered as he played with the rod.

"Errr.. " Bakura knew what he was talking about. Everything they thought about was painted into their soul rooms as portraits, then lasted there for only 2 days. "I thought I told you to stay out of my soul room you bafoon."

"Oh, I couldn't help but check out who you were thinking about. Besides, she is quite attractive.. heh.." Bakura's eyes narrowed, then he lunged at Malik, grabbing his neck with both hands. Malik tried to fight it, but failed. He could have sworn that his eyes would pop out of his head.

"Listen you! If you try and pull anything funny on her.. I'll make sure you remain in the rod and never come out for the next 5000 years to come.. UNDERSTOOD?!"

"Alright! A-ALRIGHT!! Let. Me. GO!!" He gave a small laugh as Malik squirmed under him. Bakura finally let go, allowing him to breath and gasp for air. "You don't have to be so violent Bakura... sheesh."

"Well when it comes to what's mine, yes I do."

"Oh, so she's yours? Heh."

"Malik you know what I mean!" Bakura snapped as he headed towards the door, ready to close it. "And stay out of my soul room!" SLAM

"Tsk tsk.. Issues.."

Bakura had once again come back into the physical realm. He opened his eyes, then sat up in bed feeling frustrated. He knew he had to get out of here if he were to keep this up with Leiyah. And knowing Malik wouldn't listen to him, he would continue to peep around in his soul room. He plopped back again, then turned on his left side, finally falling asleep with Leiyah within his thoughts.

a/n: yay third chapter! lol.. wellerz.. wasn't the best, but i did have to get that damn chapter up! i hope u enjoyed it and if you have anything bad to say.. KEEP IT TO YOURSELF.. or just DONT REVIEW... but other than that.. R/R PLEASE!!! hehe! thank you!