Right now, I have just finished chapter nine, but I'm still in the writing mood so this chapter will be started a bit early, I don't really mind, it just means that it will probably be another long one. Which, I'm sure, you guys don't mind one bit. It's raining like hell here so what the hell. I have been typing this stuff like mad, but update time is very slim, I'm not aloud on the Internet...but I will not go down without a fight!

Warnings: Same, with the addition of a drunk dark magician, a pissed Yami, and some 'fun' cause buy the white haired people of the group. Heh heh heh.

Disclaimer: I own diddly shit

%Yugi to Yami%

-Bakura to Ryou-

=Marik to Malik=

$Seto to Kaiba$

(Youko to Shuicci)

Yami was avoiding the glaring gaze of dark magician, he knew damn well that he owed him a bottle of the good stuff, but he really wasn't in the position to pay up right that second, mainly because Yugi's mom was still in the room pelting Dark magician with questions, and poking him every once and awhile. Frankly, Dark Magician was at his wits end, he NEEDED his liquor. He motioned to Yami this aspect in his thinking. Yami sighed and went to go raid Grampa's liquor closet. Yami came back down with the bottle in his hand he then handed it to Dark magician, who greedily went into a dark corner of the basement to have a couple shots of the liquid.

Yugi's mom shifted her attention to Yami, who was standing there with a sour look on his face. "I still don't believe any of this Yugi, but I do believe that you need psychological help, and more normal friends..." "You can believe whatever the hell you want, but I am not changing my story, Yugi forced me into this and now I'm done." "Don't you speak to me like that in the third person, young man" "Sigh...Ok...Now listen carefully wench, I am thousands of years older then your grandma so don't test me YOUNG lady, I'm not in the mood" "YUGI, such language! You're grounded!" "BUT MOM!!!"

Yugi then twitched, "Yugi didn't do anything, I said that you were a wench, and since you have no authority over me you can't ground us, but now I am rethinking the wench statement, bitch is more appropriate for one such as yourself" Yugi's mom was just opening and closing her mouth, much like a fish, out of anger. "YUGI, this stupid idea of yours must end!" "It's not an idea! Yamis real, as real as the dark magician over there", said Yugi, pointing to the now quite buzzed Dark magician.

Yami couldn't take it anymore, he needed a stress reliever and fast or else he was going to do something that Yugi would regret. He settled for something to explode, he liked when things exploded. Yugi twitched once again, and said a quite trademark thing "Dark magician ATTACK!!" Dark magician then drunkenly blew up a pile of empty boxes in the corner, the few that were left burst into flames. Yugi's mom finally got the message. "0.o Yugi...go to your room...I need to go clean something," she said quietly. "And we have a breakthrough..." Yami deadpanned.

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It was twilight, Bakura had long forgotten about the small burst of shadow magic, this was HIS time now, he milled around the neighborhood. It was always good to get more familiar with your territory. At that moment he was getting some orange soda from a soda machine, and by getting soda, he was using a rock that he found to beat the shit out of the 'withholder of the ambrosia'. He was now clad in all black, with a hat to hide his hair, white is a curse to all thief. He had picked a few pockets with success, he was about 200 dollars richer to show for it, but he was in the rich part of town, it was to be expected. He was now lining up a rich dudes house.

He had seen the pompous freak beforehand when Ryou was leading that dude Shuicci to his apartment, this guy really needed an ego popping treatment and to make it worse he was bragging about his new security system, when he heard that, it was over. He had three main entries to try, the door (hell no) one of the windows (Possible), or the old roof. (His favorite). He went for the roof; of course there were some motion sensors, cameras, and lasers, typical for the pompous rich bastard. He broke in easily, not tripping any alarms; he took out the cameras first of all. When he was done with that small chore he took his liberties to roam around the house. He then heard a noise, not a normal noise, a noise made by a practiced thief, masking steps to sound like creeks in the wood. He decided to check it out. He made his way up to the bedroom where his unwilling victim lay. He had to admit, this guy was bold, and stealing right for the bedroom where your patsy was sleeping took skills. He had snuck into the room successfully, not even making the slightest sound, he saw the other thief, a tall guy, also in black. He made a small noise to show he was there, but instead of the other thief whirling around in surprise, he turned around slowly with a smirk.

He had known he was there ever since he walked into the room! Bakura kept his cool though, he grabbed a couple things that caught his eye and motioned for the other thief to follow him out of the building, while they both silently walked down the hallways Bakura used a small amount of his shadow magic to banish all of his DNA evidence from the house, he had learned the hard way when the cops almost caught him with forensics (they had a nice surprise when the evidence was suddenly missing). Once they were out of the house and down a couple of dark alleyways, Bakura stopped and asked the first question out of many. "What's your name then?" "I am called Youko, now it is my turn to ask a question, I can see that you are not normal in the least, I wasn't even that good at your age, so what is up?" "Well...pure looks alone can be deceiving...may we discuss this over a beer?" "Hell yes we can"

With that, they both found a tavern a block or so away and sat down at a table in the corner, nobody in that room was sober so they didn't worry about nosy people. After they had ordered alcoholic refreshment Youko took the first jab in conversation, mainly by taking off his facemask. "Yo, dude, did you know you have ears on the top of your head?" said Bakura bluntly; he really wasn't a master at tact. "Yes I am quite aware of this, I will tell you a small story, this will answer most of your questions, I am a demon, and as you know a thief, one day when I was stealing something important for sport I got to cocky and got caught, they killed me but with the last bit of strength I found a host, he's sleeping, I have a great power with plants, and I take a sport in stealing things as of now, now, I have told you about me so you must do the same" said Youko very quickly, at the end of his small speech he made a potted plant in the corner snap at a drunkard. (The drunkard himself then muttered about how he should really cut down on the ever clear)

Bakura had a look most similar look to this, o.0; he took a long draw at the beer that had now come before starting his tale. "My story is VERY similar to yours, so similar in fact that I can match some word for word, but I will say it anyway, People once called me a demon, though my name is Bakura, I am also a thief, one day in a palace of the pharaoh I got to cocky and got caught stealing this (He held up the ring at this point) the bastard of a pharaoh sealed me in it, where I had lien dormant for some time, do you know how fucking BORING it is when you are trapped in an artifact? I swear to Ra I was singing I'm a mighty major general in the first twenty years! Well anyway, my host finally found the stupid thing and the rest is predictable, he is also sleeping. I too have powers, I can summon demons from the depths of a hellish dimension, and banish people and things to that said dimension, though I don't do it much, the stupid pharaoh would be after me", Bakura said while banishing the potted plant to the shadow realm in a small display of power. The drunkard next to where the potted plant had been looked at his drink in disgust, put it down, and left.

With that they both let down the serious façade. "So, dude, could you take off that facemask?, the bartender is looking at us funny" said Youko while looking at the bartender. "Fine" Bakura removed his facemask. Youko did a double take, "Yo, is your host that Ryou kid?" "Yeah, and?" "My host knows your host!" "Co-wait, your host wouldn't be Shuicci would it?" "Yep" "Woah, small word, wanna come to the pawn shop with me so we can rid of any evidential material that we don't want to keep?" "Sure" They then both happily went off to pawn some stolen items.

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Yugi was fuming in his room when he heard his mom start the vacuum cleaner; his mom believed that cleaning was therapeutic. Yami was busy ranting in his soul room about the incompetence of people in general so Yugi saw it as a good time to extended the olive branch of peace to his mom before things got to ugly. His mom was in the hallway violently vacuuming dust out of a corner. She turned around to show that she saw Yugi was there but didn't turn off the vacuum. "Mom, I'm so sorry about me and Yami's behavior before and..." Yami suddenly became conscious to the outside world once again, he then saw the evil spawned demon in Yugi's mom's possession, it was snarling at him! He'd have to teach that little son of a bitch a lesson. Yami then lunged at the vacuum and began gnawing at it. Yugi's mom, fearing for her vacuum, started beating him with the attachment. Yugi then looked around, and then at the vacuum, he pushed himself off the bite-pocked machine and once again began to make an apology.

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Yusuke was walking down the street towards Yugi's house, he felt better now. His group had gone their separate ways when they had slept off the worse of that horrible ordeal. He just thanked kami that he, when drunk, had at least had enough sense to hightail it to the apartment. He saw a limo drive past with the infamous host of that party, standing out of the sunroof and yelling "I'M RICH BITCH!!!" at various people, ahh the lives of the rich and famous...

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Marik & Malik's alibi had also held up with the cops AND Isis, a rare thing indeed, to celebrate they were on the Internet. Hiei had appeared some minutes earlier, Marik didn't ask any questions. Hiei was watching him in masked fascination as he pushed buttons on the magic box and things happened, Hiei ventured a simple question, he couldn't contain himself. "What are you doing?" Marik, on a hunch, could tell that Hiei was about as familiar with computers as Bakura was with the front seat of the cop car. Marik decide to put it in simplistic terms "I'm breaking into the American government headquarters for kicks" "How are you doing that?", wow, Hiei was curious today. "It would be to hard for me to explain, just watch me work", Marik then tapped on the keyboard for a few moments. Just then, the most terrible of things happened, "MALIK OR MARIK, WHICHEVER!!! ARE YOU HACKING THE PENTGON AGAIN!!!???" "Uh...we should leave, like now" "Whatever", said Hiei nonchalantly, he actually was quite scared though; Isis had to be some kind of hellish demon from the underworld. Once outside, (Malik had an escape plan from his own house, how dysfunctional was that family?), Malik turned to Hiei to find him gone.

=Well Hiei is gone so what do you want to do? =

=Lets go find Bakura, he always is doing something he shouldn't=

=Where would he be? =

=Well, if I had to guess, then he would be at a tavern getting drunk in light of his spoils=

=Good guess, lets hightail it to the one on fifth, they've got good liquor=

=Good plan=

Malik made a beeline to the tavern on fifth, it was a good place to start, and if they couldn't find him there they could at the very least get drunk themselves.

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Youko and Bakura were in that very tavern, by then they were more wasted then money at Kaiba's place. They were currently telling stories about various highpoints in their past. "Then I was like, ' HIT ME' and then that stupid pharaoh hit me with the friggen GODS power, it hurt like hell, then I had to lie low at this dude Reaps tavern until I though it was safe", slurred Bakura. "No WAY, that's COOL man!", was Youko's studious response.

"Wait dude, I just saw someone come into the bar, you gotta watch these things, it could be on of those undercover sting cops...no wait...Malik!! Malik!!" Bakura motioned for Malik to come over there, Malik, happy that he had found his accomplice so early, did just that. "Who's the dude with the ears?" said Malik simply; if Bakura was having some beer with this guy then he had to at least have some merit. "Malik/Marik Youko. Youko, Malik and Marik", said Bakura, he then downed his second beer. "Youko, this is my accomplice Malik, he's young, but a good learner, Malik, that dude there is Youko, guess what" "What?" "He's a mockery to all science and religion too!!" "No way" said Malik dramatically. "Yep, that's me, a mockery to god!" said Youko happily; he was currently playing with some grass that had grown in the corner of the pub. "Sweet!!!" said Malik, he was very accepting of strange and god-mocking things, after all, he had one in his head. "Yo, Bakura, by the way, who's Marik?" asked Youko.

"Well, Marik is the other personality that I created when I was ten, he managed to feed off shadow magic, evolve, and become most like Bakura over there, ha! I could say your origin story in less then thirty words! You owe me twenty bucks sucker!" Malik said to supposedly thin air. Youko looked closer, and when he stared, a form became more substantial before his vision, sure enough, there was a slightly more evil Malik clone floating about a foot of the ground pouting with the loss of a good bet.

"Ok, were all here, were all drunk, and we all have nothing to do! I say we go decimate the pharaoh's living quarters, who's with me?" said Bakura forcefully, he really was a bad influence to them all, but he still was a good speaker. "Me and Marik have absolutely no trouble with that in the least" said Malik seriously, after all, in his opinion; decimating property is a very serious buissness. "Before you ask Youko, yes the pharaoh is in a situation very closes to ours, his host is that Mouto kid" Youko nodded with a new look of drunken understanding, he was just about to ask that. Marik made the next contribution to the plan, "I move that we T.P. the Pharaoh's living quarters, its short, to the point, and noticeable, also, they don't have to know it was us!" that was basically a stroke of genius from Marik, Bakura agreed to the plan faster then Yami agrees to a duel challenge.

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They had acquired the necessary supplies, journeyed to the place of the plan and set up what they were going to accomplish, they were all in total burglary attire now, they didn't want to take the chance of being seen by anyone, it was 10:30 so they didn't worry that much. Bakura now was throwing the first rolls of T.P. at a great speed "When you pull off these kinds of jobs, you need to be in and out very quickly" he said informatively. The others joined in with gusto. They managed to get they whole house and some of the surrounding vegetation in a quick span of time, and most importantly, silently. They all stood back to admire their handiwork. "Beautiful isn't it," said Bakura softly, wiping away an imaginary tear from his face. They all agreed with a silent nod, they then nodded in the others direction and went their separate ways. Unbeknownst to them they had a witness to their small crime, a resident in the Mouto house nonetheless, though it was not a Mouto, nor was it Yami. Yusuke had the strangest feeling that he had seen those people before, but what the hell did he know, it still would be fun to see that Mrs. Mouto's face in the morning when she found out, that lady was certainly a little, if not all the way cracked.

Bakura and Youko made their way back to the apartment complex, on the way they had made a very solid alibi for anyone who questioned, but that's what happened when your hosts where the candidates for the good citizen award, you had leeway. Just before they stepped into the lights of the large complex they morphed into their hosts forms, Youko's being cool to watch, and Bakura's being subtler. Bakura dug around in the pockets of his jeans a moment before producing a key, getting a look from Youko that plainly said 'what the fuck?' he explained shortly "People find it suspicious if your trying to break into your own apartment, besides, I could pick the thing, but these stupid locks are flimsy and not well made." He said, then he let them both in, to his surprise, he found the lights on, he did not leave the lights on. He looked at Youko and motioned him to follow him. Youko grabbed a potted plant and began to morph it; if things got to messy he now had another weapon. A figure suddenly came down the steps; this guy wasn't even trying to mask the sound of his footsteps. "RYOU!! FINALLY, YOUR BACK!" said the man jovially. "Come here and tell dad what you were up to!"

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Ok guys, I'm finished for now, I can't write anymore, my eyes are getting blurry, so that's it, I kinda left you on a cliffy though...well, I'll update soon, don't you worry your little reviewing heads. Review, I'm not asking here people, a review really brightens my day. It makes me feel good, and when I feel good I like to write! So keep reading and reviewing, and I'll keep writing. This was a big chapter! I have noticed that lately I have been writing bigger ones, well; I want to please you all! I hope you're happy, this stuff really gives me a sense of accomplishment. Good night to all of you, for it is night here.