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Yami: -groans- Do we have to?

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Bakura&Marik&Yami: -mutters but hugs the reviewers-

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Return of the Voices!

"I miss Malik-pretty." Marik sulked, absentmindly staring at a spot on the floor of the cave they just recently discovered.

"I miss Ryou-koi." Bakura muttered, staring into space.

"Yeah, I miss Yugi too, but don't you think this place is a little too high up?" Yami asked nervously, always the paranoid one, looking over the edge of the cave. It had seemed like a good idea at first, they would climb up and into a place where no bears or any other protentially dangerous animals could get to them, but now Yami was starting to regret it.

"From cradle to grave, grave to cradle.. I'll go down fighting.." Bakura sang under his breath, but it seemed like he didn't really know that he was singing it.

"What?" Yami said distractedly, still looking out of the cave.

"What what?" Bakura asked dully.

"What what what?" Marik asked just a dully.

"What what what what?" Yami snapped.

"What-" Bakura started but then hesitated, "How many are we on now?"

"Erm. I don't know?" Yami offered helpfully.

"Well, gee, you're alot of help Pharaoh." Marik rolled his eyes.

"It's cold." Yami shivered, "It must be midnight already!"

"Aren't you suppose to be the responsible one? You tell us what to do!"

"Well I don't know what to do," Yami said defensively, "Why don't you come up with something for a change?"

"We should start a fire." Bakura said plainly.

Marik rolled his eyes once more, "Oh wise one, great idea, except for the one little factor called: we-don't-know-how-to-make-a-fire."

Bakura ignored him and chipped off a piece of rock from the cave walls and grabbed the stick he used to fish the fish out of Yami's hair. Then he scraped the two objects together furiously while Marik watched with an expression of this-is-never-gonna-work.

After a few minutes, Bakura was getting very frustrated, the most he could get out was a few pathetic sparks. Marik still stood by the fact this was never gonna work.

A few more moments passed in silence... then Yami coughed.

Bakura and Marik looked at the star haired person.

"Um. Why don't you just summon a fire from the shadow realm?"

Another uncomfortable moment.

"OH NOW YOU TELL ME PHARAOH NO BAKA!" Bakura yelled, throwing the stick at Yami, who leaned over to dodged it, unfortuently, he leaned over to his left side, the side that was very near the cave's entrance. But somehow, he managed to stop himself in midmotion and did not fall out of the cave.

Ha. Just kidding. ;) What really happened was that Yami leaned and then he realized that he was going to fall right out of the cave, so he waved his arms around like he was trying to land an airplane, but he was really trying to steady himself, too bad it didn't work. So in slow motion, he toppled off the cave headfirst and then - let's go back to normal speed - the last thing Bakura and Marik heard was Yami's high pitched scream.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-"

Bakura glanced out of the gave like a child surveying his figerpaint painting, "Well, gee, that was easy. I didn't realize all I had to do was throw a stick at him and he would die." Bakura commented with a touch of sarcasm, straightening himself up again, he held up a hand and some dark purple flames instantly appeared in his palm. The flames of the shadow realm - MUHAHAHA -coughs- yeah.

"Er, we don't have any wood to light that on." Marik pointed out.

Bakura, instead of agreeing with this fact, stared at Marik, "What happened to the craziness and hyperness you had earlier?"

"I think it's best for me to put that aside in troubled times." Marik said so somberly it bewildered Bakura.

"You're kidding right? Please say yes."

Marik rolled his eyes, frankly, he was getting really tired of this act, "NO YOU BAKA! I HAVE TURNED COMPLETELY SANE AND HELPFUL! RA! WHAT DO YOU THINK!"

"Never mind, summon some wood from the shadow realm for me, would ya?"

Marik glared but did as he was told and accidently(-on-purpose) made a block of wood hit Bakura's head, and he recieved a scowl for his action. Oo. Very scary Bakura.

Bakura lit up the wood and watched as the purple flames grow.

"I AM SO DAMN BORED!" Marik yelled hystrically, hitting his head against the walls of the cave multiple times, "HOW IS IT THAT WE'RE LOST AND I'M STILL BORED? HOW THE HECK IS THAT POSSIBLE? WHYYYYYYYYYYY MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE?"

Because, Marik dear, you deserve it - after all, you are the psycho and weird things are bound to happen to you.

Marik nearly toppled out of the cave in shock, Bakura gave him a strange look, "What?"

"DID YOU HEAR THAT VOICE?" Marik screamed.

"...I think you've turned more insane than you already were..."

Bakura, are you sure he's the only one who's turning insane?

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Some miles away, some certain two hikaris were forgetting that they were suppose to be the light ones and cackled madly. After all, this was payback for what their yamis had done. They've gotten themselves lost and now they shall pay! (insert a hikari's mad laugh here)

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"WTF WAS THAT?" Bakura yelped.

"You can hear it?" Marik asked frantically, looking for a shred of evidence that he wasn't the only one with those... voices... in his mind. Well - what was left of his mind anyway.

"YES! ...do you think we're insane?"

"We ARE insane Bakura... wait, lemme refrase that: There is a fine line between insanity and maddness, and I fear we may have crossed it many miles back."

"Oo, so we're MAD, right?"

"YES! MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-"

Such pity Marik, I had SUCH HIGH HOPES for you... but I guess it was all just a hopeless dream... -dramatically sighs-

"-AHHHHHH!" Marik changed tone in mid-evil-laugh, though the other one took no notice, THEY were battling with the voice inside their head too.

"I am not insane, evil little annoying voice in my head! I AM MAD! GOT IT? MAD, not INSANE, MAD!"

There isn't a difference. The voice said smoothly.

"Yes there is! I am mad because I know I am insane! Therefore, insane people do not know they are insane!"

Technically, you are insane because you know you're insane.

"STOP TWISTING MY WORDS AROUND YOU - you... YOU WORD STEALER!"

Well, that sums it up, you're a soul thief, I'm a world stealer. Things could not be better. Yup.

"Annoying and a weasel, who do you remind me of?"

Only you can answer that question, Bakura. And with yet another graceful evil laugh, the voice disappeared, leaving a confused and angry Bakura.

xIsisx: Fwee! I shall go start the next chapter now! Review! Thanks.