Misao: I finally decided to get off my lazy ass and update! Thank you everyone who reviewed! I'm going to keep the A/N short and get to the story...

Warnings: Yaoi (guy/guy relationships), foul language and random insanity and stupidity.

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Doom and Demise

Chapter 4

"Is there anyone coming?"

"How should I know! You're the one looking around the corner!"

"Oh, right."

"...Why the hell am I with you two again?"

"Because you love us, Marik."

"Oh yeah. About that..." Marik winced as Bakura hit him upside the head.

"Don't even joke like that Marik. You know I tend to take things seriously." Bakura warned him before looking back around aforementioned corner. I'm behind him and Marik is behind me. We've decided to pay this "gym" a visit, but we have to make sure it's empty first. According to Bakura, who tapped into his hikari's memory, this area was used for sport. An ideal place to cause destruction.

"Ok, we can slip past that old guy over there with no problem. We'll go into the locker room and from there we can A, hide and watch all the hot guys change during the next class, or B, we can just cause chaos in this general area. There's also C, we can do both." Bakura whispered to us.

Marik scowled at him, "No way in hell I'm letting you two look at other men."

Bakura rolled his eyes, "The rule is that we can look, we just can't touch."

Marik pouted, "What? So you're saying Yami and I aren't good enough for you?"

Bakura sighed, "You know that isn't what I meant Marik."

"I say we..." Both Marik and Bakura look at me expectantly. Shit, that means I have to take sides, that can't be good for our relationship. Ok, lets think about this logically, if I agree with Bakura, we get to look at hot guy half naked. Of course, none of them could compare with Bakura or Marik, their bodies are like that of a gods; perfect. But, there's also a chance of us getting caught, and they would think we are Ryou, Malik and Yuugi, so rumors would go around and that would be bad. I have to agree with Marik, "I'm choosing plan B." Marik beams and Bakura pouts.

I give him an apologetic look, "Sorry 'Kura, but there's a good chance we could get caught. Besides, isn't causing chaos so much more fun?"

He looks thoughtful for a moment, then smirks, "I guess your right. Besides, I would much rather see you two naked. Hmm... Yami tied to a bed naked, Marik in tight leather with a whip... oh hell yeah!" I sweat drop and laugh a bit nervously, glancing over at Marik to see him with the same evil smirk Bakura has. I wonder if agreeing to be in this relationship is hazardous to my health? I suppose I'll find out soon enough.

The bell rings and I suddenly feel someone grab my arm and yank it. Next thing I know I'm being dragged across the gym and pulled into a supplies closet, Marik being dragged in after me, "Bakura, what was that for?" Marik hisses.

"Our hikari's have this class next." He grumbles, sounding extremely disappointed.

"How do you know?" I ask.

"Millennium Ring." Is his simple reply.

I sigh and plop down on a box, also disappointed. I was hoping to be destructive! Instead I get stuck in another closet with those two. Not that I'm complaining much about that particular part, but I still wanna cause mayhem dammit!

"...Hey, guys." We both turn to Marik, who has this dead serious expression on his face, "Yeah?" We both ask at the same time.

He's silent for a moment, before he says, "...We're in another closet..."

"I told you Marik, wait until tomorrow."

He pouts and sighs a long, suffering sigh, "Fine, be that way. Not like there's much else we can do." He mumbles and kicks one of the balls that was on the floor near his foot.

"Shh! Guys, shut up for a minute!" I glance over at Bakura to see that he has his ear pressed against the door. Curious, I walk over to the door and press my own ear against it, and Marik soon follows.

"I hear our hikari's..." Bakura mumbles.

I listen closely, and sure enough I hear Ryou's soft voice speaking to the gym teacher, "Um, sir, I'm afraid Malik, Yuugi and I are going to have to miss class today."

"And for what reason Bakura?" He asks gruffly. Damn, are ALL teachers in this school total ass holes? I hear Bakura growl next to me, obviously pissed that someone other then him is talking to his hikari in such a way.

"Well, we missed a lot of days last week and we have to make up for our tests, and this class is the only one we could afford to skip." Yuugi speaks up. Oh yes, I remember... the Duel Monsters tournament we all went to last week...

"Are you telling me a piece of paper is more important that your health?" The teacher barks.

"It is right now." Malik retorts. I hear Marik chuckle and look over to see he's wearing a proud smirk.

"Your health is much more important then a test! I will not allow you to miss MY class for something as trivial as that!" The teacher growls.

"Missing one freaking day of your class isn't going to kill us!" Malik yells, "But if we don't make up our tests then we could FAIL. Get it? F.A.I.L! But our stubborn ass teacher said we had to get permission to miss your class and we can't stay after school because the stupid teacher WON'T BE THERE!" I never thought Malik one to be so upset about education, of course, he could be doing this for Ryou and Yuugi.

"You have your whole life to make up tests! But you only have one chance at life! If you screw up your health now, you'll never be able to fix it!" ...That's not necessarily true. We're the hell is he pulling all of this out of? His ass? I saw a commercial once were this extremely fat lady went from 490 pounds to 180 in 1 month! Yuugi told me it was a lie but I don't believe him, the TV never lies!

"But sensei! We HAVE to-" Ryou pleads, only to get cut off.

"No arguments Mr.Bakura. Now, you, Mouto and Ishtar get in there and change before I count you as late!" He growls, then it's silent, so I'm guessing he walked away. Bakura's growling has gotten louder, and all of the sudden me and Marik are both on the floor because Bakura has pulled the door open.

Next thing he does is grab the three lights and pull them into the closet with us. What the HELL does he think he's DOING? Does he have ANY idea WHAT he has just DONE? Well, I suppose he does if he went and did something like that. I sigh and stand up, grabbing Marik's hand and helping him up as well.

"Bakura?" Ryou looks at Bakura with slightly watery eyes. Ra, our light's get upset so easy. That must be why Bakura did that, he could since his hikari's emotions and got pissed, but NOW what?

"MARIK?" I wince as I hear Malik yell at him yami, "I thought we told you not to come within 50 feet of this building! Remember the talk me and Ryou had with you and Bakura last night?"

"How could I forget?" Marik mumbles, "It was 5 freaking hours long!"

"THEN WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DO-" Bakura has successfully shut him up by placing his hand over the screaming hikari's mouth.

"Shut up Malik! Do you want that old geezer to hear you?" Bakura growls and moves his hand from the hikari's mouth.

"-ING HERE?" Malik finishes screaming his sentence, then takes a deep breath, "Ok, I'm done."

We stare at him for a minute before Bakura turns to Ryou again, "Ryou. I have deal for you. We will take your places in this class while you three take those...test...things. But, you have to let us do what we want for the rest of the day without screeching, yelling, lecturing, glaring- Malik, reprimanding, bitching-" He stops for a minute, "You know what, just pretend we aren't even here!"

They all eye us suspiciously for a minute, then whisper some things that we can't hear, before turning back to us, "Fine," Malik sighs, crossing his arms, "If you guys take our place in this class then we'll pretend we never even saw you. Ra, I hate this class so much I should be thanking you. But, you guys can NOT get us any more detentions! If your going to cause trouble, don't leave any evidence and certainly don't get caught, or there WILL be hell to pay." Malik glares levelly at us. Wow, for a hikari he's really creepy and intimidating... I'm wondering who should be more feared, Malik or Marik.

"Yami?" I look down to see Yuugi staring up at me with those huge, purple, puppy eyes, how the HELL does he manage to look so cute all the time?

"Yes, aibou?"

"Umm...I'm just wondering, why are you hanging around with Bakura and Marik lately?" He asks. He doesn't seem mad, just genuinely curious.

I shift from one foot to the other nervously, "I...umm...well, you see hikari, the thing is... umm... it...just sort of happened...I...umm...err-" My sad attempt at trying to explain myself was cut off when Marik roughly grabbed me by the collar of my shirt. Looking up I see him glaring at me. I gulp. An angered Marik is a very, very bad thing. But before I have to worry for to long, he smirks and smashes his lips against mine.

I hear our lights gasp, but right now I'm not really caring, so I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him closer, feeling him bite down on my lower lip I part my lips and allow him entry. After about 2 good minutes we break apart gasping for air, and I'm feeling rather lightheaded.

"MARIK!" Malik suddenly yells out and whacks Marik upside the head, "How dare you cheat on Bakura! And right in front of him too! That's low, even for you! Ra, if your going to cheat on him at least do it in secrecy!" Malik says, causing Ryou and Yuugi, along with the rest of us to stare at him in shock.

Marik glared at his hikari as he rubbed the back of his head where said hikari had struck him, "I'm not cheating on Bakura dammit!"

"Then what do you call making out with the pharaoh while your Bakura's lover?" Malik asks.

"I call it a threesome!" Bakura called out, finally deciding to speak up.

"Threesome?" Yuugi asked, turning his gaze back to me, "Yami? Is that true?"

"Yes it is Yuugi." I mumble, adverting my gaze.

"Well it's about time." He says, causing my gaze to snap right back to him in disbelief.

"What?" I yell.

Yuugi rolled his eyes, "It was obvious you had a thing for them, you were constantly looking at them, usually their asses, and besides that, whenever they went off to cause trouble you would follow them saying you 'wanted to make sure they behaved'. When actually you just wanted to be near them!" Yuugi beams up at me.

"Same with Bakura and Marik," Ryou spoke up, "Except they would torture you as their excuse to be near you." He said, earning a glare from Bakura and Marik.

"ANYWAYS," Bakura suddenly yelled out, "You three hurry the hell up and get out of here so we can have our fun!"

"You mean doing it in the janitors closet?" Malik asked, "Cause you know that's always been Marik's kinky fantasy!"

"What?" Marik growled, "How do you know that?"

"Mind link." Malik said innocently, "Besides, you need to block your dreams better..." He mumbled the last part before grabbing Yuugi and Ryou and dragging them out of the closet.

"Bye yami's!" Ryou and Yuugi called out before they disappeared around the corner.

"Well, I'd say that went well," Bakura muttered as we followed him out of the closet. You know, I never realized just how helpful closets can be, their so under appreciated! I should write a book... "The Wonders of the under appreciated thing that is Closets"...Nah, someone's bound to write one someday, why waste my time?

We are now walking through a door labeled, "Boy's Locker Room"... odd name if you ask me, but in this time everything's odd and complicated, they can't seem to keep things simple. As we make our way to the back, and I'm assuming Bakura knows where he's going, something is brought to my attention. All these guys... there stripping in front of each other...

"We have to get naked in front of these people?" I yell, getting a few people's attention, and rudely, their stares. Bitches, I should Mind Crush them, teach them to stare. If they were to do that back in Egypt, I could have them beheaded! Sigh, it's times like these when I really miss being Pharaoh, Ra on earth, The Big Man... where the hell did that last one come from? I've been watching too much TV.

Marik smirks at me over his shoulder, "Aw come on Pharaoh, don't tell us your afraid to show off that sexy body of yours? With all that skin-tight leather you wear I don't see how there'll be any difference." He winks at me.

"Yes there WILL be a difference! At least all this 'skin tight leather' as you put it, covers me!" I yell at him, but quieter this time.

"Shut it Yami, you'll get over it. Besides, you have nothing to be ashamed of, unlike some people in here obviously do." Bakura said, stopping in front of a row of what I'm guessing are these 'lockers', and pointing to some fat kid trying to fit in his shorts.

After a moment of watching the kid try futilely to fit his own shorts on, I turn back to Bakura and Marik, "You know what? Your right."

"Ok," Bakura sighs, "Ryou's is Number 127. You two are gonna have to tap into your hikari's memories to find out what your number and combination is." He says.

"What? I can't do that! I can't violate my hikari's mind! That's just...wrong!" I yell at them, and they both raise an eyebrow at me. Yes, I know, I am pathetic.

"Fine, just ask Yuugi yourself then." Marik suggests. Oh, right, mental link. I knew that, I was just wondering how long it would take them to come up with something like that. Yup, that's all.

/Yuugi.../

Yami? Hey! How's gym/

/We're still in the... locker room...I need to know your locker number and combination... says Bakura./

Oh yeah, that... the number is 130 and the combination is 34-5-19! But there's a certain why you gotta-/

I'll figure it out Aibou.../

Pff...Good luck.../ He snickers. Him and Ryou have been around Malik too much...

Ok, Locker Number 130...only two away from Bakura's. Good, I don't have to go off on my own. It seems Marik's is right next to mine. Good, I can keep an eye on him. Who knows what he would do in here...

I stare at the lock for a moment before turning it to the numbers Yuugi told me. I pull... and nothing happens. Growling I try again a few times. Nothing. Looking over I see Bakura has long since had his lock open. How is it that HE can open it, when I, the King of Games and all things puzzling cannot?

He glances over at me and smirks, "Need help?" He asks. I cross my arms and glare at the lock. He takes that as a yes and walks over to me and pulls out what looks like a lock pick. Oh right, Thief King, how could I forget? He gets locks of all kinds open everyday! Within seconds he has successfully done what I had failed to do. He smirks at me again before going back to his own locker. Humph, bitch.

I look over at Marik to see that he's already opened his and has his shirt off. Oh right, Thief Kings accomplice. Hmm, I'm surprised he hasn't taken the shirt off last, what with his back and all... of course, it probably doesn't bother him as much, it was his hikari who had to go through all the pain, not him. He just has the scars because his body was created from his hikari's .

I reach out and gently trace some of the hieroglyphics, the moment I touch them Marik jumps and turns around at an abnormal speed. He was glaring at me for about a split second before he blinks. I guess he didn't know it was me and was about to rip someone's head off.

"Oh, umm... sorry..." I mumble.

H shrugs and turns back around, "It doesn't matter..." He says, and I take it he doesn't mind so start tracing them again. I notice that he tenses under my touch, but that's understandable.

"Hey, stop feeling Marik up and get dressed Pharaoh!" Bakura's voice abruptly brings me out of my thoughts and I pull my hand away, turning to do as Bakura said, but before I do I wrap my arms around Marik's waist and rest my chin on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry..." I whisper. It technically IS my fault... I mean, their my memories after all, so I feel I should apologize.

"Geez Yami, enough of the sentimental crap. Hurry it up and get dressed, I wanna kick these losers asses in whatever they choose to get their asses kicked in." Marik says and I pull away from him and let him put his shirt on, even though I personally think he looks better without it.

And now to unbuckle all of these...buckles. Why do I wear so many? They're a bitch to get off. I feel someone behind me and turn to see Bakura standing there, "Turn back around," He orders and I comply. I feel him messing with the buckle around my neck. After about 5 minutes I managed to get all buckles off and get dressed. Sad thing is, Yuugi is short, and therefore his shirt shows off my stomach and the shorts are too... short.

"Ha! You decide to take up Malik's fashion pharaoh?" Marik laughs, referring to the shirt and I growl and try futilely to pull the shirt down. Dammit! I can't believe I have to wear this! Wait a minute...

"Bakura, break into one of these lockers and get me another uniform." I tell him. They both stare at me like I've lost my mind.

"Your telling me to break into something and steal someone else's belongings? I never thought I'd live to see the day! Even if I am Immortal!" Bakura comments, but does so anyways. He had to break into about 5 lockers before we found a uniform that was either an extra or belonged to someone who was absent.

Now this is much better! Not something I would choose to wear of my own free will but at least it fits! So we make our way out to the gym, where there are tons of people running around. They all look violent. Though no where near as violent as Bakura and Marik. I have a feeling people will end up hospitalized after this.

Hmm... look at that. People running towards us. Wait, wait... I know them! Holy crap it's Honda and Anzu... and Otogi? Oh joy. When did I start acting like this towards my friends! Oh right, when Bakura and Marik decided to pull me into their little games and stuck their tongues down my throat... Not that I mind, I've had more fun in the last 2 days then I have in the years I've hung around with the 'gang'. Even Yuugi hasn't been hanging around them as much! It's probably because they don't like Malik... and they don't really trust Ryou that much, even though his yami has his own body now.

They stop short and stare at us. I wonder where Jounouchi is...maybe he does have this class... or maybe he's skipping, there's also the possibility that he's off with Seto somewhere... Heh. I wonder why their staring at us...glancing over at Marik and Bakura, I see them talking amongst themselves, probably plotting something sinister, and that's when I realize they haven't bothered to disguise themselves as their hikari's. Come to think of it, neither have I. Oh well, our hikari's already know so they can kiss our evil asses.. ok, their evil asses and my soon-to-be-evil ass. And-or evil-ass-in-training. Whichever sounds better.

At least I don't have to worry about Psycho and Psychoer sending anyone to the shadow realm. We had to leave our Millennium Items in the locker room...and we were so paranoid we reinforced the locks with Shadow magic. You can never be too careful. Those things hold our souls for Ra's sake!

"Oh my God! What are you freak's doing here?" Honda yells, pointing at Bakura and Marik, who glance at him for a minute, before going back to their conversation. I don't think they've noticed me yet...

"YAMI!" Anzu squeals. Never mind, "Oh Yami! Thank goodness your here! Those two freaks where about to send us all to the shadow realm! I knew you'd save me my love!" Oh my god she's clinging to me! I have to burn this shirt even if it's not mine! As soon as I get home, I'm going to have to sterilize myself in boiling water, it may hurt like hell but it will be worth it! Apparently this got my lover's attention, because they've stopped talking and are now glaring at the friendship queen. I give them a pleading look as I try to remove her from me and they start heading my way.

Marik grabs her by the back of her shirt and hauls her off me, then proceeds to shove her at Honda, causing them both to fall to the floor. Thank You, "Marik, you bastard!"I yell, causing almost everyone in the gym to look in our direction. Bakura and Marik look shocked, while Honda and Anzu are glaring at them.

I'm so grateful to Marik for saving me, I launch myself at him, hearing Honda yell, "Kick his ass Yami!" then they gasp as I wrap my arms around his neck and proceed to shove my tongue down his throat. But really, I don't give a damn... who knows what she would have done! It could have ended up like that one time where she cornered me and tried to kiss me... I shudder at the thought, "You bastard! I love you dammit!"

He smirks at them as I release him, slowly turning around to face them. Hmm.. I probably could have gone about that differently, that was a rather... abrupt way to go about telling, or in this case showing, them of my relationship with the other two. Ah, what the hell.

I think they're in shock. There still not moving... nope... no movement... any minute now...Right...now...Now...'Kay... how about... now? No? Okay...umm... nope... not yet...still not moving...

Yup, there in shock.

I turn to Bakura and Marik, "Do you think I went about that the right way?" I ask.

Both start cracking up. I stare at them. I don't see what's so funny, maybe the looks on their faces? I don't think Anzu's blinked since I kissed Marik... which was a good 3-4 minutes ago.

"Actually, I don't think I could have done it better myself!' Marik laughs, Bakura's stopped laughing by now and is eyeing the balls in the crate, but before he can do anything this loud, shrilling noise sounds throughout the gym. All the students turn their attention to their bastard of a gym teacher.

"Alright you wimps! Today we're playing Pin Dodge Ball! I hope you ladies can handle it, cause if not, your going to get you bum kicked!" Pin Dodge Ball? I know what Dodge ball is, but Pin Dodge Ball? What the hell is that. And why is he saying 'ladies'? Looking around I see only about 10 girls in all. He better not be using that as an insulting term.

"Bakura, Mouto!" Me and Bakura turn around to face the gym teacher.

"What do you want?" Bakura asks gruffly, crossing his arms and narrowing his eyes at the man.

"Try to actually participate this time, instead of wimping out and hiding behind Ishtar," He says, then proceeds to choose two people to pick teams.

"You hear that Yami? Your not gonna wimp out on us are you?" Bakura asks with this cocky little smirk on his face.

"Of course not! I may not have much practice in these things, but I am the King of Games, and this, Tomb Robber, is a game." I tell him indignantly.

"Alright then, don't disappoint us." He winks at me before grabbing both Marik and I by our arms and dragging us over to the line. I see two people standing on either side of the gym teacher, one a girl, the other a boy. Glancing at the line I see that there are exactly 6 people left.

"Umm... Malik.." The boy says. The girl looks over the line, and her gaze stops on Bakura, a blush rising to her cheeks, and before she can open her mouth, I step in front of him, narrow my eyes and let out a low growl. She quickly looks away and chooses someone else. Damn straight bitch, look at our Bakura like that... should gouge her eyes out...

I look to see Marik talking to the boy, he says something back and Marik growls and flashes his canines at him. He gulps and turns to us, "Yuugi and Ryou..." He mumbles. We both smirk and make our way over to him.

"Alright people, hurry it up!" We follow the rest of our 'team' to the other side of the gym. I take a moment to study 'the enemy'. I notice that the team has exactly 3 of our hikari's bullies. Hmm... this could prove fun. Anzu and Honda are over there to, so I guess Otogi is on ours. Lucky him.

I see the teacher setting three bowling pins behind the students. I think I get it. It's regular dodge ball, but we have to knock the pins down in the process. Oh yeah, I'm smart. Glancing over at my lovers, I see them eyeing the other team with a malicious glint in their eyes. Remember what I said earlier about people being hospitalized? Well, I'm now more convinced then before.

10 balls for each team. Bakura tosses one to me and I catch it, turning to face the opposing team, and I suddenly adopt a somewhat sadistic look myself.

The whistle sounds.

Game On.