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Summary: Ryou decides it is time for his yami to learn household appliances and other modern day technology. But when an accident happens, the Shadow Realm begins to become unpredictable.

(.........) Yami thinking

/........./ Hikari thinking

'.........' Normal thought

"........." Normal speech

(A/N:.........) Author's Note

Italic Writing: Memory

Chapter Six

Kaiba turned to look at them.

"Yugi, you have better get this psycho away from Mokuba this instant!" Kaiba hissed, pointing to the hyped up Marik.

Malik's eyes widened in joy.

"Marik!" He cried, and glomped his dark half. Mokuba giggled in his own sugar high and the three began running around. Even more startling, Marik started bouncing off the walls.

Literally.

"Would someone STOP him??" Kaiba growled, looking just inches short of strangling Marik.

Joey snagged Marik as he did another flip off the wall, and held him close, as Tristan held onto the hyper Malik.

"Thank you for watching him, Kaiba. We'll be going now." Yugi said, and they hastened to leave.

"Wait! You're missing one." Kaiba's voice brought them up sharp.

"Huh?" Joey asked intelligently.

Kaiba rolled his eyes and pointed to Ryou. "You're friend lost his little shadow. I do not want that Soul Stealing maniac in my building!"

"Bakura! He is gone!" Ryou confirmed, looking into any rooms nearby and about ready to panic.

"Relax, hikari. I only went to investigate something."

Yami Bakura came walking towards them from farther down the hall. The secretary, who had still been hiding behind Kaiba, gave a little shriek.

"Marik left his baka Rod. I went to go get it." The Tomb Robber said, holding up the Millennium Item in question. At the sight of it, the secretary fainted.

Marik's eyes widened.

"That's mine!"

"No, mine!" Malik protested, and both began shouting.

"GET THEM OUT OF HERE!" Kaiba snarled, and the group took off rather quickly, Ryou grabbing his mini yami.

They fled, and decided to go to the museum to see if Isis had found a plan to reverse the spell upon the three.

Part of that was because Marik and Malik had decided to cheer Yami Bakura up and were frightening those around them. Isis could handle them better. And they seemed to be only annoying Bakura.

"Come on, 'Kura! Cheer up!" Malik said, throwing his arms around the sullen Tomb Robber.

"What exactly is your problem, Bakura?" Marik mumbled, cocking his head slightly.

"Yeah, you have been acting kind of freaky." Joey agreed.

Bakura's eye twitched.

"Fine! Do you really want to know???" He suddenly snarled, causing those near him to jump away in shock. Eyes flaming with emotion, the stream of words that poured from him were hard to follow.

"My memories as a child are not the best! And it's because of YOU!" He spun and pointed at Yami. "You and your Ra-cursed family!"

Yami blinked. He didn't have any of his past memories. He had no clue what the mini Tomb Robber was talking about.

"And being this age again, memories I would have preferred to lose are now arising, and I can't STOP THEM!" To his chagrin, tears flowed from his eyes, burning tracks down his cheeks.

Ryou dropped to his knees, trying to comfort his yami, but Bakura broke out of his embrace and charged into the museum, which they had walked in front of without realizing it, too caught up in Bakura's tide of emotions.

"Bakura!" Ryou cried, hurt by the rejection. He ran up the steps after him, the others following.

They ran through the corridors, and stopped in the room that held the Stone Tablets of the Pharaoh.

Isis stood there, with Shadi.

Between them stood Yami Bakura.

Shadi was speaking with Isis, who was nodding, while Bakura stared at the ground, eyes covered by his hair, emotionless.

"Bakura?" Ryou whispered, and Isis and Shadi looked at him. Shadi glanced down at the still form standing beside him.

"The Spirit of the Ring is merely resting. He is emotionally exhausted. I have merely given him the privacy and the place to calm himself." Shadi said, gesturing slightly to his Millennium Key.

"Have you thought of a way to change them back?" Yami asked, trying to not look at the vacant eyed Bakura.

"Yes."

Every eye (with the exception of Isis and Bakura) widened.

"Then lets go!" Tristan said, shoving Malik forwards.

"How did you find out?" Ryou asked.

"The reason they are de-aging is that they all have unsatisfactory childhoods. The Shadow Magic, when it was released and combined with the electricity, sought them out and with random chance it latched onto something that was common with all three of them." Shadi said, and gestured for Malik to approach.

"That could be. But how long until they're back to normal?" Yugi questioned.

"They shall regain three years every three days, just like before only reversed. There is still a gap in the Shadow Realm caused by the electricity that I shall need to find out how to fix, but you shouldn't worry about it." Shadi stretched a hand towards Malik, who, suddenly recovered from his sugar rush, stared a bit apprehensively.

"They shall relive their worst childhood memory, and that should cause them to reverse the process." Shadi explained, and the darkness of the Shadow Realm swirled around until the room was covered.

Malik was staring straight ahead, and a light began to form before him.

(The memories will be in italic writing.)

"Worthless boy, get over here!" Malik's father snapped.

Malik cringed, his mother and sister huddled in the behind him. His father was drunk again.

"It's time for you to learn your responsibilities as a Tomb Keeper." His father slurred, grabbing Malik harshly by the arm.

"But I don't want to be a Tomb Keeper!" Malik wailed. His father cuffed him across the face.

"Fool! Our bloodline has guarded the Pharaoh's Secret for centuries, and you DON'T WANT TOO??" he slapped Malik again, before dragging him away.

"But father.......Mother! Isis!" Malik cried as servants and his father dragged him off.

The image shifted slightly, showing Malik with a bandaged back. This was obviously the time when he had his back tattooed with the Pharaoh's Secret.

(A/N: Sorry if I got that memory wrong, I saw it only once.)

The Shadow Magic pulsed and Malik jerked and was sent flying.

"Get the next one up, we have to keep the spell moving." Shadi ordered, as Malik was slumped in Joey's arms.

Marik was pushed forwards, and the images formed faster this time.

"Worthless trash." There was the sound of a slap. Through a red haze, they could see Malik cringing.

"Marik's memories are of Malik's hate and pain." Shadi said, as Marik stiffened, his eyes and mouth wide with horror and remembered pain.

Alone. No one with him. Sheltered in preparation to be a Tomb Keeper.

Pain. His back hurt. The tattoos his father branded him with felt like fire.

Kill. He caused this. Father. Father caused this pain. Kill him.

Now.

Kill him now!

NOW!

Marik jerked the same way Malik had, and was thrown backwards. But Shadi ignored him and turned to Yami Bakura, standing beside him.

The scene shifted again, and recognition came into Bakura's eyes at last.

(A/N: Bakura's memory is the same one that is in True Colors, since I wanted them to be the same.)

Smoke. There was smoke. The young boy stood, still half asleep, glancing about in confusion.

"Mother?" He called, blinking in the thick smoke. He stumbled outside their home, which was more like a shack that would fall at the slightest breeze.

"Father?" He called. There was silence. He continued to walk towards the middle of the village. His house was on the edge of it.

Screams were heard, still faint but growing louder. The smoke was thicker, and the boy could see fire licking the sides of many houses.

People were running.........soldiers wearing the pharaoh's armor were chasing down the villagers, cutting them down. Slaughtering them.

"Father!" The boy cried, seeing his father fighting with the other men of the village before him.

The man looked over, seeing his son and hearing his cry.

"Go! Get out of here!" He shouted back, and then was delivered a harsh blow by the soldiers he was fighting.

"Father!" the boy cried again.

"You there!" A soldier came running up, a spear ready to be plunged into the young boy.

Wide eyed, dream Bakura avoided the man, rolling aside in pure reflex and running as fast as he could.

Stumbling through smoke and fire, tripping over dead bodies, avoiding the soldiers, the dream Bakura ran.

Suddenly, he tripped, falling face first into a burning pile of wood. Crying out, he staggered back, wiping ash from his face.

Continuing his stumbling escape, the dream Bakura made it past the soldiers and into the desert of Ancient Egypt. The moon was up, making the golden sand look a pale silver.

Looking back at the remains of his burning village, the dream Bakura broke down and wept, tears of anger, hate, and pain coursing down his sooty face.

Yami Bakura, standing beside Shadi, snapped rigidly straight and was blown backwards by the powerful force as well.

With a rumbling roar, the Shadows warped and faded. The three boys clumsily climbed to their feet. They were still nine years old.

"They're still nine!" Joey exclaimed.

"They will age in three days, just like before. The schedule has been reset." Shadi explained, and walked away to deal with the hole in the Shadow Realm.

Ryou ran to Yami Bakura, as Joey and Tristan helped Malik and Marik up. The three were dazed and seemed to have a minor headache.

"Come on, 'Kura. Let's go home." Ryou whispered, stroking his yami's hair on an impulse, hugging him close.

Isis took Malik and Marik, thanking Yugi and the others for watching them.

Everyone went home.

(The Next Day.)

"I play..........Red Eyes Black Dragon!" Joey said, as he placed the card on the "field."

It was actually the kitchen table, and Joey was dueling Yugi.

"I'll also play Scapegoat and end my turn." Joey said, setting the magic card with the red, blue, orange, and pink goats on them.

"I'll play Kuriboh and – "Yugi began, but a terrific shudder shook the house, causing Yami to snap out of his Soul Room as Joey and Yugi held tightly onto the table.

Light began to collect around the three cards set on the table, and they burst upwards.

And formed.

Revealing a roaring Red Eyes.

That was only three feet tall.

The summoned Shadow Monster and the three in the kitchen stared at each other.

A mini Kuriboh crawled out from behind the dragon, and four Scapegoats scurried out as well.

"We're in trouble." Joey muttered.

"Joey! Get your Scapegoats before we lose them!" Yami shouted, pointing as the blue and orange one tried to take off.

"What? Oh! Come here, ya little guys." Joey said, shepherding the small balls of fluff into his hands. They fit nicely in his palms. He tried to grab the other two, but they scampered off before he could.

Yami was trying to calm the confused Red Eyes down. It was the size of a dog, but that was beyond the point. It was still dangerous.

"Only Bakura can summon monsters from the Shadow Realm! Yugi, go get him and get him to send them back!" Yami rumbled, trying to get close to the Red Eyes without being bitten.

"But Bakura's only nine years old! He couldn't do this!" Yugi protested.

"He summoned the Man-Eater Bug that one time! Even if he DIDN'T do this, he can still send them back. So go get him! Aaah!" Yami howled, leaping back as the Red Eyes snapped at him. Yugi took off.

Yugi reached Ryou's house and pounded on the door.

Ryou opened it, and Yugi babbled out his story. Ryou's eyes widened and he turned and shouted up the stairs for his yami.

"What do you want, hikari?" Bakura muttered as he stumbled sleepily down the stairs.

"When did you last summon a monster?" Ryou demanded. The small yami blinked and rubbed his eyes.

"That time in Isis's basement. The Bug." Bakura yawned, and Ryou grabbed him and dragged him out the door after Yugi.

"Well, then somehow some monsters got loose in Yugi's house. You need to put them back!" Ryou explained, dragging the confused Tomb Robber behind him.

"Really? What ones?" Bakura asked, waking up a bit.

"Joey and I were dueling and near the beginning of the game our cards came to life! Joey's Scapegoat and Red Eyes are loose, and Yami's Kuriboh." Yugi said, as they ran down the streets to reach the Kame Shop and run inside.

A roar echoed as they went inside, followed by Joey crawling on hands and knees after the orange Scapegoat, the other three tucked inside the pocket of the hoodie he was wearing.

"Oh, good! Yami B. is here!" Joey shouted, making a grab for the goat and missing.

"Why are they so small?" Ryou asked, and Joey shrugged.

"Get that blasted Tomb Robber in here!" Yami shouted, and another roar cut loose.

A Kuriboh was sitting on the counter in the kitchen, watching Yami still trying to get to the Red Eyes, which fended him off with flailing tail and wings, snapping teeth and raking claws.

Bakura ran forwards, Shadow Magic swirling around his hands.

The dragon turned to stare at him, and Bakura released his magic.

There was a burst of darkness as the Shadows hit, and the house shuddered on its foundation.

The Shadows cleared, and the Dragon was still there.

Bakura was exhausted from the effort, and it hadn't worked. The monsters were still there.

"Something is wrong. The Shadow Realm is out of balance. I felt it when I tried to dismiss the Red Eyes." Bakura whispered, blinking tiredly. He had been dragged out of bed, hauled into the Pharaoh's house, and had tried to dismiss a Red Eyes Black Dragon. It was a lot of work.

"Didn't Shadi mention something being wrong with the Shadow Realm because of your accident with the microwave?" Yugi mused, and Ryou's eyes brightened.

"That must be the problem. We'll go talk to Isis and Shadi again, and see what we can do. Until then, we had better not duel with Shadow Magic anymore." Ryou cast a glance at Yami.

"What? We were normal dueling." Joey said, confused.

"Er.......so I tweaked it a bit? It wasn't a big deal!" Yami protested in his defense.

Bakura snickered. "Pharaoh was cheating."

"Not cheating! Just....tweaking it a bit." Yami muttered, finding the floor really interesting.

"Oh well.......I can't dismiss the monsters until they Shadow Realm is fixed, so good luck and ja ne." Yami Bakura said, heading to the door.

There was a whine, and Bakura glanced back as he heard the scratching of claws behind him.

The Red Eyes was following him, whining slightly.

"It seemed you Shadow Magic did SOMETHING to it." Yami said, grinning. "You made him like you. That means YOU can watch him while we deal with the other monsters." Yami said, shoving the Red Eyes towards the Tomb Robber.

"What? That's not fair!" Bakura protested as the Red Eyes ambled up to him.

"Yeah, how are we going to hide a dragon at home?" Ryou agreed, glaring at Yami. Joey still crawled after his wayward Scapegoat and Yugi was cuddling the Kuriboh.

"Put it in Bakura's Soul Room." Yami said, and Bakura cocked his head.

"That would work? Maybe...." He gestured and the dragon disappeared. He sighed with relief. It was out of the way until he could figure out how to get rid of it.

"Hey! That's my dragon, so why shouldn't I watch 'im?" Joey demanded, clutching the goat in one hand and holding his hoodie pocket closed with the other to keep the rest of the Scapegoats from escaping.

"Because you can barely watch four hand sized goats, much less a dragon." Yami pointed out, and Joey sputtered but had to agree.

"Fine. We'll watch the baka dragon." Bakura sighed. "I'll just keep my Soul Room locked so that he can't get out."

"That's as much as we can hope." Yami said.

"Um......guys?" Joey called.

"What?"

"I lost the Scapegoats." Joey said sheepishly, watching as the four balls of fluff disappeared.

With a sigh, Yami put the Kuriboh in Yugi's Soul Room (it would get lost in his) and went to help look for the goats.

"Um......Bakura? We have trouble." Ryou whispered. The Tomb Robber turned and gaped.

Ryou held his deck, staring at it in slight fear as it glowed.

His own cards began to summon themselves.

(End Chapter.)

Okay, sorry people but I'm having writers block. So if you think the chapter is kind of far fetched, let me know and I will try and change it. I just couldn't think of anything.

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