Bakura,Marik,Yami: -hugs akuavari, Professor Specter, Karasu, LonelyTombRobber, punkPRINCESS, Sarah Costa, animefreakgal456, Luna Dusk, gwertopip, and Karasu-

xIsisx: Thanks! And by a special request...

Ryou: -blinks- why am I here? -gets glared at- Okay, okay, fine... geezo... -hugs cantdueldontaskme-

xIsisx: After 23 days of no updating, here's the long awaited chapter four! -feels proud for not updating-

Bakura: Proud? o.O Weird, anyway, today (7/29) is that crazy lady's -points to xIsisx- birthday, so, um, she's not really sane today...

xIsisx: YOU BET I'M NOT! MWAH.

Disclaimer: See what we mean? -sweatdrops- anyway, -clears throat- xIsisx holds no liability to Yu-Gi-Oh! or any of the characters. She's just merely borrowing the characters for this FANfic. Which is good, because if she owned Yu-Gi-Oh, hell is gonna melt and freeze over.

Yami: Disclaimer, you realize the part about 'hell melting and freeze over' makes no sense, right?

Disclaimer: I know! -grins-

xIsisx: Oh yeah, beware of character DEATH! ...and Tea bashing, but nobody really minds that.

Insanity and More Voices

Bakura hit himself over and over again. He was just being very stupid now. Really, come on, why would he run from a 'ghost' in the first place? He liked ghosts! Seeing as he was a kind of ghost himself, with a body… but then he can't be a ghost, because ghosts aren't solid, but then again-

Oh just forget it, he banged his head against a nearby tree, causing starts to erupt in his eyes. And then he heard… it…

A crack that sounded like someone – or something – stepped on a twig. And as if in slow motion, Bakura slowly turned around, fearing the worst. His jaw dropped, and to make matters worse, there was a rustling sound above him, and when he looked up, he was sure that he died and went to hell.

"Damn damn damn DAMN damn damn DAMN…" Bakura whispered, singing his 'Damn' song.

He was confronted by a very big, very pissed mother bear. Her cubs were in the tree Bakura just so smartly knocked his head with. He could've sworn that the cubs smirked at him, as if pleased that their mom is gonna beat him up.

The mother bear growled at Bakura and he gulped, his back was against the tree. Sure, humans he could handle, but wild animals, bears? No thanks.

"I appear to be in very deep trouble here," Bakura said to himself, "I can't block the bear's attacks and I can't evade it. 'Cause then she's just going to hunt me down and eat me alive. Um."

He giggled nervously for no reason. The advancing bear growled again, this time resembling more like a roar.

"I think you've lost it Bakura." A familiar voice said. This startled both Bakura and the bear.

Bakura knew that voice all too well, "Marik?" He attempted to look for the source of the sound. Funny how people look in all directions except above their heads.

"Yo, Baku, up here."

Bakura's head looked up for the second time in two minutes and saw Marik cuddling with the bear cubs and waving cheerfully at him.

"My name's not- ah forget it, gimme a hand here, would ya?" Bakura said crossly, eyeing his attacker warily.

At this, Marik promptly started clapping and Bakura sighed, "Marik, I know I'm the great Bakura and all, but applause isn't really gonna get me out of this situation. Though I'm not even gonna ask how you got here or why you're babysitting those things."

Marik pouted, "Things? They deserve much more than that! Did I ever-"

"JUST HELP ME GET OUT OF HERE ALRIGHT?‼ GEEZO!‼"

"You're no fun." Marik grumbled, but then whispered something to the 'kids' and they blinked at him before jumping out of the tree and latched themselves on to their mother.

Bakura stared after the bear's retreating back. Marik hopped down from the tree next to him, looking after the family of bears fondly.

"They're great kids," Marik said conversationally, with the air of one commenting on the weather, "I hope they end up like their dad."

Bakura frowned and grabbed Marik by the shoulders and shook him, "Hello?‼ These are BEARS we are talking about‼"

"Your point being?"

Bakura frowned again, "That you… GAH! Just forget it!" He huffed and folded his arms across his chest, "Where's the Ra forsaken Pharaoh anyway?"

"Yami? I don't know…"

"But then again, do we really need him?" Bakura asked, looking at Marik, who looked right back. The two considered this for a moment before falling into hysterics of (evil) laugher.

- ¤ - ¤ - ¤ -

Yami, in his current state, was not in the best of moods. He wasn't in the best of looks either, but don't tell him that. Honestly, his hair was – for want of better word – brown …literally. All that mud must've somehow found its way to his head. Probably because his hands were muddy for some reason and he scratched his head often. Maybe he has head lice.

"Oh, Ra, why me?" He sighed.

Because, Yami, you are the goody two shoes Pharaoh we all know and love. And it's up to you to save two people (even if they are people on your most hated list) and be, as always, the hero of the day. People will bask in all your glory and greatness. –coughorlackthereofcough-

"Shut up." Yami leaned against a tree and rubbed his temples, "I must be going crazy, there's a little voice inside of my head…"

The 'little voice' laughed an evil laugh that would've even made Bakura proud.

Oh, but I'm not just any 'little voice inside your head'! I am you! …in a way…maybe…kind of…? Ack, must not get myself confused!

"Thanks a lot for getting me and me confused." Yami mumbled in sarcastic voice, "What are you anyway? …since you failed to explain properly."

I, Yami, am something called your conscious. Feel free to talk to me at anytime for advice or just talk to me if you're bored.

"…" Yami considered this, "But if you're me and I'm talking to you, wouldn't that mean I'm talking to me? As in myself? And does that make me insane? Talking to myself? Last I checked, it wasn't exactly healthy to talk to myself, especially if 'myself' is talking back."

STOP! YOU'RE CONFUSING ME!

"Well, if I'm confusing you, and you're me, it means I'm confusing myself! …which, I am, by the way."

...just shut up Yami, shut up…

"If I shut up, will you shut up? Well, technically you are supposed to shut up when I shut up because you're me and… oh forget this, I'm shutting up."

And Yami sat down at the base of a tree and fell asleep; his dreams were filled with visions of rainbows and fuzz balls. He sighed contently, what a happy place this is.

- ¤ - ¤ - ¤ -

"Oh yeah, Bakura, I met a duck on the way to finding you," Marik told Bakura as they wandered around the forest aimlessly.

"Hm," Bakura said thoughtfully, "Was it white? And did it say 'alfex' a lot?"

"Yeah it did, why? Did you know him?" Marik asked slowly, becoming nervous.

"Uh-huh, but I was running and I lost Alfex," At this point, Bakura saw the nervous look on Marik's face, "What? Did you do something to him?"

A bead of sweat trickled down Marik face, and he tried his best to maintain his I'm-so-evil expression, "Heh… heh… it's nothing… Ijustkilledit." He mumbled the last few words really fast.

"What?"

"I mean, it's no big loss …right?"

"No, I didn't hear what you said the first time around."

"I- I killed, uh, Alfex?" Marik said helpfully.

Bakura stood rooted to the ground for a moment before tackling Marik to the ground with a battle cry.

"ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGH! WHAT'D YOU KILL ALFEX FOR? HE DID NOTHING TO YOU BASTARD! TAKE THIS! AND THAT! HE WAS ACUALLY MY FRIEND!"

At the last word, Bakura gasped and stopped pounding Marik to a pulp, Marik looked up at him with shocked eyes and they both turned their heads around slowly.

"Friends? Omigosh Bakura, you actually made a friend? That's great! You know, you and your friend should come over and watch Barney with us sometime! Maybe we can make a tea party too! It'll be so much FUN! Wouldn't you say, FRIEND?"

Tea had appeared out of nowhere at the word 'friend' and was rambling on and on about all the great things friends could do. Marik and Bakura blinked at each other before forgetting their argument and taking off in the opposite direction, far far away from Tea, screaming their heads off.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Tea continued to ramble on and on, but now it seemed like she had lost her mind and was talking to a tree. Um, maybe she was?

xIsisx: -stares at a piece of offending paper-

Ryou: What? -attempts to take paper away-

xIsisx: -in shaky voice- Bakura is not Touzoku-ou (or Akefia, whatever you wanna call him) as believed. Touzoku-ou was Zork Necro-thingy's FIRST host. Therefore, Touzoku-ou is not the 'Spirit of the Millennium Ring', rather, Zork is, and Ryou is his second host.

-long silence follows this-

xIsisx: So that means I like ZORK too... um, oh well, I'm sticking to my insanity... anyway, let's just pretend that Touzoku-ou got rid of Zork and becomes the Spirit of the Millennium Ring... that might make good fanfiction material.

-more silence follows-

xIsisx: What! We've already cleared up the matters of the fact that I'm insane!