I am finally going to finish this story. Yes I am!

So, here it is, if you don't like it, well. . . . who cares?

Keep reading.

I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, but if I did, wouldn't it be so messed up?

CRUNCH!

Bakura groaned as he felt the weight of the chair slide off of him, and a whole other ton of flesh landed on him. Ryou let out a muffled squeak and Anzu made a sound somewhere between a cough, a laugh and a gasp.

Jounouchi was lying on top of Ryou in a very, suggestive position. The redness of Ryou's face would've made a tomato jealous. Bakura couldn't see what was happening, but he could feel a wave of embarrassment and awkwardness wash over him through their mind link. However, it was what Malik said next that made Bakura mad.

"Aw, Jounouchi-kun, I wanted to have Ryou-kun!" whined Malik in such a childish manner that almost everyone there didn't take him seriously. Almost.

"Get the fuck off Ryou right now!" screamed Bakura, leaping up and tossing both Jounouchi and Ryou to the side walk.

Jounouchi, looking very much like the dog Kaiba always claimed him to be, with his clueless face and blank features, watched Bakura as he leapt forward to strangle the blonde.

"Nooooooooooo!" cried Anzu in that movie-slow-motion trying-to-stop-the-bad-guy-from-doing-what-he-was-going-to-do-anyway kind of scream. Since Bakura managed to clamp his hands around poor Jounouchi's throat, it didn't really work.

Honda rushed into the fray to help, but ended up stepping on Jou's toe and falling into the enraged Yami. Screaming a war cry, Yami dashed in, his fists flying everywhere, not caring who they landed on. Exchanging maniacal grins, Marik and Malik toppled onto the mass of wriggling bodies (oh, that doesn't sound right. . . .). Yugi and Anzu stood safely on the side lines, watching the proceedings.

Ryou stared at the scene for a moment before shaking his head and grabbing Bakura by the back of his shirt and tugging him away with hidden strength---very well hidden strength.

"I'M GONNA GET YOU, YOU BASTARDS! KEEP LOOKING OVER YOU BACK---I'LL BE STABBING IT! YOU MOTHERFUC---" Bakura's rants were heard from seven blocks over, and the local news released a warning to all residents of the area to keep their doors locked and their windows shut until the insane man could be brought to custody.

(Two months later)

Ryou held the pan of brownies carefully. It was still a little warm and he'd forgotten to take his oven mitts with him. It was rather cold out, being October and all, and the heat, as welcome as it was, was a little too much for Ryou's delicate skin.

A sigh came from Ryou's right as the pan was lifted out of his hands and out of sight. Ryou looked over at his boyfriend and Yami, Bakura, with a smile on his pink tinged face.

"Thank you, Kura-chan!" he said gratefully.

Bakura snorted. "I didn't want our 'present' to get ruined when you dropped it," was all the proud Thief could allow. Ryou just smiled.

Bakura and Ryou had been going out for a month now, and so far they hadn't hit any big obstacles except for the occasional theft, which Ryou had wisely dropped from the uselessness of the preaches. They had never brought up the horrible day of 'Make up Madness' as they called it since it had happened and the rest of the gang hadn't either, much to their relief.

Right now, the two were on their way over to Yugi's house to give him some brownies. In fact, they were about to walk in at that moment.

Yugi smiled as he saw his two white haired friends standing in the door way. "Hey you guys! I'm glad you could make it, and with brownies too!"

They were quickly let in to the party of people who currently sat around the kitchen table. Every one from the Make up Madness incident was there.

'Perfect.'

Bakura set down the brownies as Ryou told the group to dig in. Hungrily, the seven teenagers pounced on the brownies, devouring them at lightning speed. Well, Jounouchi was, helping himself to fourths and fifths.

Bakura, grinning an unnerving feral grin, turned to Ryou, saying, "Hey Ryou, did you put any secret ingredient in the brownies?"

Wearing, oddly enough, the same smile, Ryou replied, "Why, yes, I did." Ryou pulled out of his pocket a small box with the words "Chocolate Flavored, Extra-Strength, Fast-Activating Laxatives" on it. "I put in a whole box of laxatives."

The whole room froze, not a muscle moved, not a pulse beat. Then, in a flurry of movement, everyone but two were trying to get to the bathroom as fast as their legs could carry them as the laxatives took affect.

Both Ryou and Bakura laughed, tears prickling at their eyes.

This had to be the best revenge ever!

Ok, I know that the laxatives-in-the-brownies was from That 70's Show, but come on! That was such a good prank! I just had to use it.

Anyway, that's it. Sorry if it didn't turn out the way you wanted it to, but I'm not that good at plot. This is why I'm going to be an editor.

Well, thank you for reading it even if you didn't like the ending.