Author's notes: Thank you to all my reviewers. I know I said I'd post the next chapter after I got five reviews but I just couldn't wait.

Bloom Flower: I'm glad you like it!

SportZScooby: Thanks for your input. About Yami, he'll loosen up in later chapters, but that might take some time. As for why he seems so depressed, he's concerned for Yugi. Yami's basically taking Yugi's strange behavior as a sign for the worst and therefore keeping him from noticing anything else around him. As far as Christmas is concerned he doesn't even know there's an actual holiday going on yet. In about chapter three he'll get a very brief explanation.

Evil Furby Queen: Don't worry both Malik and Marik will be in this fan fiction, and they'll bring lots of craziness with them. They won't appear until later though. --; But don't worry I plan to update fast. I got inspiration from the hot dog bun comment while my sister was watching Father of the Bride.

Warnings: Some bad language.

Disclaimer: Sue don't Yu-gi-oh own don't I,

(I don't own Yu-gi-oh, don't sue.)

All I Want for Christmas

Chapter 2: Encounter

Yami continued his walk through Domino, head bent down in an attempt to keep the wind from blowing more snow into his face.

It was official, Yami was freezing. His face stung with every unforgiving lash of wind. His ears felt like they would fall off at any moment and his fingerers and toes had gone numb a while ago. To top it all off he still couldn't figure out what was bothering Yugi.

In hopes that the wind would be intimidated, Yami growled under his breath in a futile attempt to stop another gust of wind from stinging his face.

"This day couldn't get any worse." The Egyptian spirit declared to himself, and sure enough just after uttering those words it did.

"Uff!" Yami was taken aback as he bumped into something solid that shouldn't have been there, also causing him to land in a snow bank. He was over come with a shacking fit as the snow that had pilled up seeped into his black jeans. 'Great.' He thought, 'Now I'm cold and wet!'

His thoughts were interrupted however by an outburst of laughter from the now apparent someone he bumped into.

"Pharaoh, hasn't anyone told you that you could get sick from sitting in a snow bank? Wouldn't want that now would we? Oh well, guess that's what you get for not watching where you're going!" declared the person Yami knocked into.

Upon recognizing the voice Yami resisted the urge to tackle the other person to the ground and make him eat a handful of the white substance now making his teeth chatter.

Instead the spirit picked himself up and brushed himself off with as much dignity as he could muster, and spoke in a calm but icy tone, "Bakura."

Yes, the spirit of the ring was what bumped into Yami. The normally stealthy thief had a way of sneaking up on others with ease under usual circumstances. Now with the snowfall along with Bakura's pale complexion and white hair it seemed like this was all too easy for the former tomb robber. However, if he had in fact bumped into Yami on purpose or if it was just a twist of fate that had lead to the spirit of the puzzle's backside to be wet and damp we may never know. Regardless, the thief seemed to be enjoying himself immensely. Judging from the smirk on Bakura's face, Yami was lead to believe it was the former reason.

"What I do is of no concern to you tomb robber." Yami stated matter-of- factly now examining his fingernails. "Besides since when did you have concern for my well being?" he asked about Bakura's earlier comment about sitting in snow. A smirk now played on Yami's face as he watched Bakura's reaction to his own question.

Brown eyes sharpened as Bakura fought the annoyed look that started to spread across his face. "You wish Pharaoh!" he spat.

"Then what are you doing out here in this Re forsaken weather?" Yami questioned.

"None of your business." Bakura huffed and started to walk away.

"It is when you're only out here to pick pockets." Yami stated before extending his hand to Bakura, "I'll take my wallet back now."

"Can't get nothing past you can I?" the thief grinned a lopsided smile before handing over the mentioned object. "Ah well, I suppose there are easier and stupider victims out there then the almighty 'King of Games'." At this he bowed in mock honor, falling in step with Yami who just rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Is there a reason your following me?" he asked.

"No, you're just heading toward the busy part of town." Bakura stated matter-of-factly.

"What would Ryou say if he knew you were stealing again?" Yami asked

The ring spirit stiffened slightly at the mention of his own hikari then growled out, "He'll keep his mouth shut if he knows what's good for him! I'm doing it for him after all."

Yami raised an eyebrow and was about to continue his interrogation of the white haired spirit but stopped as they reached the game shop and saw yet another strange event unfold.

"What is that mortal doing?" Bakura asked out loud more to himself then to the fellow spirit standing next to him.

Well another chapter done, you guys know the drill, Read and Review please!

Next chapter: The yamis get a choppy explanation of the Christmas holiday from Tristan, and experience the joys of putting up lights.