Hello all. I know I haven't updated since I posted this fic, but I've been busy between school and home. I have got chapters 3 and 4 for you to read so I hope you enjoy them. Not sure if they're funny, but oh, well. Read, review, be happy.

Chapter Three- Marik's ladder

Marik's head continued to wobble as Bakura surveyed the house. He wished he could go inside to get some pain killers, but he could barely see where he was going. Though his sight was mostly impaired at the moment, he could see one way that they couldn't possibly go.

In the back yard, before the whole 'tree' incident, they had found a ladder. It was long enough to reach to the roof, but they couldn't use it to walk up to the window; the ground below was too uneven to trust that. So, of course, Marik was mentally banging his head when Bakura came running over to him, ladder in tow.

"Bakura," Marik started, "I really don't think-"

"I know you don't," interrupted Bakura, "So let me." He held the ladder up to the house and tried to steady it on the ground below. "Now, since I'm the leader of the group, I have decided that I'll hold the ladder whilst you climb up it." He smiled and grabbed the legs of the ladder firmly.

"Bakura," Marik moaned, "Please don't-"

"Don't worry Marik! I'll hold it steady!" Bakura chirped, showing that he was indeed holding it very tightly.

Marik tipped his head to the side, looking at the situation and decided to go up. He looks like he'll hold that. I suppose it is safe.

With that thought, he grasped the ladder and began an unsteady trek up it, partially from the uneven ground beneath, some from Bakura not holding it absolutely steady, and mostly from his headache from the tree.

"Come on Marik! You can do it!" Bakura yelled.

Marik looked down, which was a really bad idea, because it made him very dizzy. But he was able to hold on and catch his breath.

"You're halfway! Come on! Just a little more!" cheered Bakura.

"I'd…" Marik slurred, "Like to see… you try this." He clutched to the ladder, swearing he could see fifty windows instead of just the one he was aiming for. He expected to hear a remark from his partner, but was surprise to hear only birds chirping in the tree that had fallen.

"Bakura?" Marik asked quizzically, wondering what the thousand year old thief was doing.

"I'll be right there!" yelled Bakura.

Marik turned to the street to see Bakura standing over there, with an ice cream cone in his mouth and arguing with the ice cream truck man.

"Bakura, you!" Marik lashed out to him, his banged up head slightly forgetting the unsteady ladder he was standing on. He did notice when he and the grass seemed to be getting closer.

"Not again!!!"

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