Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh. So don't sue me.

AN: this is the fifth chapter! There should be from three to five more, and then it's done!! Well anyway just wanted to say tanks to all readers. And extra thanx to all my reviewers! You guys are awesome!!

Chapter Five

A half hour went by, and they were at their third clothing store. They had only found a bunch of really cool tanks, two black, three white, and one red. What they had come here for was pants. Yami held up some very tight-looking leather pants and called for Ryou.

"Yami, for the sixteenth time, no leather!" Ryou said without looking. Yami sighed and put it back on the rack.

"This isn't normal," Malik suddenly said. "Guys don't voluntarily go clothes shopping with other guys." Then he saw a pair of flared blue jeans. "Ooh, look at those."

Ryou had found a pair of tight blue jeans, but they hadn't fit him properly.

"Ryou!" Yami called.

"Seventeen!" Ryou replied. He settled for a pair of black jeans and went to the shoe department.

Yami instantly picked up a pair of steel-toed, pointed leather boots, metal-studded, similar to his own. Now this is something he could deal with, he thought to himself. "Ryou!"

Ryou just sighed. If he didn't get it by now...Ryou was imagining leather boots, knee-high, wide high heels and lots of straps.

The boots were much better than what he was thinking. He agreed to buy them, then it was off to the local "Goths 'R' Us" for some jewelry.

When they first entered the store, the first thing Ryou noticed was a huge pile of leather straps, which he didn't even want to know what they were for. There were chains, chokers, collars, wrist bands, head bands, net shirts, net shorts, and the classic fingerless gloves. Ryou didn't know what to do with half of it.

Someone walked up to Yami and said, "Hey, Pharaoh, what can I do for you today?"

"Nothing today, I'm helping the newbie." Yami pointed at Ryou, and Ryou blushed. He could only assume that Yami had earned his Frequent flier Miles for this store.

"Good one," the young man said to Ryou. He gave Ryou a long, strange look and walked away.

Ryou shivered. "Why are we here?" he asked Malik.

"Ask Yami, I have no clue," Malik said.

Ryou ended up leaving the store with spiked and studded chokers, three pairs of wristbands, two chains for his hip, and a pair of the fingerless gloves. "Can we go home now?" he whined as they walked out.

"Sure," Yami said. "We got the look down, now we need to change some other things."

After another hour of trying on clothes in his house, they settled on one single look for the moment. But something was still missing. Malik crossed his arms and rested his chin on his hand, wondering what it could be. Ryou sighed hopelessly and left the room.

Yami snapped his fingers. "I've got it," he said to Malik. "We need to work on his..."

"What?" Malik said when Yami didn't continue.

"His, ah, his walk?"

"You weren't going to say that."

"Okay, you caught me. Ryou's uke, right?"

"I think so..." Malik didn't like where this was going.

"Well that means that he can't be too good in bed if he's always on the bottom, right?"

Malik sighed and said it aloud. "I don't like where this is going..."

"We should teach him all the aspects of life."

"I knew you'd say something like that."

Ryou came back in. "Something like what?"

"Um..."Malik said.

"That we need to work on your walk," Yami told Ryou. Malik glared smacked Yami in the back of the head.

Ignoring this, Yami said, "Okay now, Ryou, when you walk, don't be afraid that the house is going to collapse every step you make. Put your heel down strong."

Ryou did this with seemingly no problem.

"Good," Malik said, deciding to play along. "Now make fists of your hands and swing the opposite arm from your foot out. Like this." He showed Ryou his classic 'My-Name-Is-Malik-Ishtar-And-Don't-You-Ever-Forget-It' walk. It worked for him. It didn't work for Ryou.

Ryou, with his right foot still out, swung out his left arm and...Yami was a little too close and got a ball-full of Ryou's fist.

"Ggh-" Yami squeaked, covering his crotch with is hands and bending over a bit. "Ow..."

Ryou covered his mouth with his hands. "Yami, I'm so sorry!" Malik could barely stifle a laugh.

"Maybe we should try the...other thing you mentioned," Malik suggested.

"Really?!" Yami stood quickly upright.

"We could give it a try..."

Ryou looked from Malik to Yami and back again. "Try what?" he said innocently.

"Ah, step into my office, Ryou," Yami said, opening the bathroom door.

"Okay..."Ryou said. Malik followed, closing the door.

KC666: Hmm...now what could they possibly want? Read my next chapter in a week to find out!