Author's note: I made a few small changes in the last chapter. I didn't like the flow of some of Marik's and Bakura's conversation. Nothing big just some minor changes.

Reviewers:

Evil Furby Queen: Yeah Seto is Santa, I wrote it and I still have a hard time picturing it. I just didn't have the heart to put Mai in an old lady costume. (Thinks) I think I might be going a little easier on the girls. (Shrugs shoulders) I'll see if I can change that in upcoming chapters.

MartysSoul: I'm happy you think the fic's good. I'll probably finish by this week. You'll find out what Ryou's costume is in this chapter, so enjoy.

Warnings: slight language

Disclaimer: Don't own Yu-gi-oh, simple as that.

All I want for Christmas Chapter 15: Jingle Bells Rock

Everyone was in their assigned spots, now it was only a matter of waiting for the children to get out of the buses.

Outside (15 minuets later)

Yami stood at the threshold of Domino Mall with Marik and Bakura close on his heels. There had been a few guards blocking the entrance to the parking lot, but they had been easy to sneak behind.

"So this is the mall." Marik commented, "I thought it would have been bigger."

"You've never been here?" Bakura asked.

"Isizue says being around large crowds upsets me."

"Hold on, how the hell do you know how to get here if you've never even been here until now?"

"I've studied the maps of the city. I need to know these things if my new world-domination plan is to succeed."

"Really?"

"I won't say much, just that it involves hamsters, and radioactive broccoli."

"I'll pretend I didn't hear that if you two help me open this door." Yami called over.

"Why should we help him?" Marik whispered to Bakura.

"We want to get in there don't we?"

Inside

It all happened so fast once the children arrived. The group went off to their assigned posts, and now Serenity was stuck with five cranky one-year old babies. Although she had babysat occasionally back at home, Serenity never had to worry about so many kids at once.

It was decided that the younger children should be set up in some kind of day-care since they were obviously too young to enjoy themselves anyway. 'Why didn't they just leave them at the orphanage? It would have been a lot easier, because they wouldn't have to worry about bringing them here and back.' Serenity thought. 'The people who run the orphanage must have wanted the day off.' She answered her own question as she began to rock one of the babies that began to cry. 'I hope the others are fairing better then I am.'

Courtyard (Level 1)

Duke and Malik were behind one of the snow forts that were built for the charity event.

"Dude, do you see anyone?" Duke asked.

"Let me check." Malik said peering around the corner of the fort. He jerked his head back quickly as several snowballs bombarded that area. "No good, they're still out there."

"Rotten little punks! I say we fight back."

"Duke there's ten of them and two of us, you do the math."

The darker haired boy sighed, "It figures Kaiba would turn us into living targets."

The sound of children laughing drifted over to the two as they began to plan their next attempt of escape.

Inside (Level 1)

Not only was Joey Wheeler a giant cotton ball, he was now a giant wet cotton ball of cotton.

'As if being stuck in a sheep's costume was bad enough!' Joey thought.

Thwack, Ding, "Whoa!" Splash!

'Kaiba's gonna pay for sticking Joey Wheeler in a dunking tank!' the blond thought, surfacing for the umpteenth time. It was a good thing that the water was shallow, because it seemed that Joey's costume enjoyed absorbing the tank's water, and moving became labored for the duelist rather quickly.

"Step right up folks! Dunk the sheep and win a prize!" Yugi yelled out to the crowd then doubled-back towards the tank. "You ok?" he asked the blond.

Joey gave the other boy a grin and a thumbs-up, "Never better Yug."

Thwack, Ding, Splash!

'Yep, Kaiba's gonna get it!' Joey vowed.

Food Court (Level 1)

Ryou was hot, Ryou could hardly move, and he wasn't exactly thrilled with the costume that fate had selected for him. Not only was the costume the reason with the teen felt so uncomfortable, but who would actually enjoy having to dress up as a snowman?

The British teen was currently serving a boy who just couldn't make-up his mind on what he was ordering. Ryou might have been a patient person, but even he had his limits. A line had formed and the other children had become agitated due to the long wait. 'If this kid doesn't make up his mind soon, a fight's going to break out, I just know it.' Ryou thought.

"Come on, I'm hungry!" yelled a particularly chubby kid.

"Why don't you just step back, until you're ready to order?" Ryou asked.

"No!" The boy whined.

"Easy, easy." Ryou said trying to prevent a tantrum. 'No need to get your knickers in a twist.'

The teen's eyes widened as he saw the first slice of pizza fly threw the air and splattered on the counter five feet away from him.

Ice Skating Rink (Level 2)

Tea was having a pretty easy time; in fact she'd say it was almost dull. Give the kids a pair of skates; take them back, pretty routine.

Yes, everything was very calm, until she heard several of the figure skaters cry out.

A group of pre-teens had snuck into the local Sport's Authority and had raided the hockey equipment from the store. The group was currently pushing the other children off the ring by pelting them with tennis balls.

"Hey! Stop that now!" Tea yelled getting on to the ice herself.

Courtyard (Level 2)

"Hey I see him! There he is!"

"Quick Mike cut him off!"

"Don't lose him!"

Tristan Taylor was currently running for his life, with a group of pre-teen boys close on his heels. 'I swear God, I will never eat deer again if you get me out of this.'

Bing, Bing, Bing!

Several paint balls hit the wall inches from where the brunet just stood. 'I got so excited when I found out I'd be over-seeing the shooting range, I should have known that in this suit the only thing I'd be doing is running.'

Main Floor

Odion was not happy, not only were the children riding behind him completely driving him up a wall, the seat on the electronic train he was running wasn't exactly made for someone of his size.

He only thought of one thing, how the only reason he was here was because of Marik. 'I am going to make that monster pay when I get home.'

His thoughts were interrupted when one of the little urchins decided to throw something at the back of the Egyptian's head.

"That's it!" The tall man exclaimed stopping the ride. He had had it with this whole conductor business, down to every last stitch on his tacky overalls, and flannel shirt that his costume consisted of; now he was going to give these brats a piece of his mind.

"Which one of you did that?" he bellowed giving the children his best glare.

"Ahh!"

"The Giant's gonna eat us!"

"Run!"

In ten seconds flat the small group had run off, leaving the Egyptian to wonder if he had over done it, with his intimidating tactics.

Sound Room

Isizue glared at the machine in front of her. 'Why do I have to be the one to work this accursed machine?' She asked herself.

She could have handled being stuck in this small room for the next couple of hours; in fact she was relieved that she wouldn't be seen to often in her elf costume, which consisted of a green skirt, top, and pointy ears. What she couldn't handle was having to work the CD player set up in the room.

She was one born and raised in the traditions of the past; she worked at a museum dealing in the history of the world. CD players, in fact most modern appliances were not part of her expertise.

In all honesty, anytime she attempted to work anything electronicale they never seemed to work for her. The Ishtars probably could have afforded a new washing machine, had it not been for all the new toasters they had to buy whenever Isuize tried to make toast.

'Now Kaiba expects me to work this contraption? I don't need my Millennium Item to know this is not going to end well.'

Outside

"Move your foot! You're blocking my light! Get your hand out of the way! I'm trying to pick a lock here!"

"Boy he's sure particular when it comes down to picking locks." Marik whispered to Yami.

"How's it coming Bakura?" Yami asked, ignoring Marik's comment.

"Patients, these things take time." The thief answered.

"I say we take a rock and smash the dame glass." Marik said.

"You want those guards breathing down our necks? A place that holds so many valuables must have a few traps."

"Let them come! I could use some excitement."

"Got it open."

"And I was so looking forward to sending some ignorant fool to the realm of infinite darkness."

"Hey you three!" A woman with glasses yelled to the yamis as soon as they entered.

"Goody." Marik said as his face began to distort.

"Let me handle this." Yami said to the fellow two darker spirits.

"Where have you been?" the woman demanded.

"Excuse me?"

"Oh never mind! The others are already here, put these on and go to your posts." The woman said and led them to the changing area.

"That was odd." Yami commented, watching the woman leave.

"What do we do now?" Marik asked.

"We do what she tells us to," Bakura said, "It will be easier to infiltrate this

place if they think we are one of them."

5 minuets later

"Come on Bakura, get out here!" Yami demanded.

"Yeah! If we have to go out in public like this, so do you."

"There is no way in hell I'm leaving this room looking like this!" the thief declared.

"I'll come in there and drag you out if I have to." Yami said.

"Over my un-dead body!"

"That's it!" Yami had had it, and to prove his point ripped off the curtain separating himself from the thief.

And there stood the Thief King, in an elf suit. The white haired man looked at his fellow yamis who wore similar outfits and said, "Oh well, I don't feel so bad now. Those costumes look much worse on you then on me."

"Let's go." Yami said, annoyed beyond all reason at this point.

Jingle, Jingle, Jingle

"Wait, what was that?" Marik asked.

"What was what?" Bakura asked walking over to Marik.

Jingle, Jingle, Jingle

"That! That noise."

"Sounds like bells." Yami commented, raising a hand to his ear in an attempt to hear better.

Jingle, Jingle, Jingle

"Ah! It's coming from you two! Stop making that cheerful racket!" Marik said backing up.

Jingle, Jingle, Jingle

"I think it's coming from you too." Bakura said.

"Make it stop!" and with that Marik began to run in circles trying to rid him self of the noise, which only made things worse.

Jingle, Jingle, Jingle, Jingle, Jingle, Jingle, Jingle, Jingle, Jingle, Jingle, Jingle……

Not far away three pairs of eyes watched the yamis.

Well there's chapter 15, I'm probably going to finis this story some time this week. I have about seven chapters to go, but it's only an estimate. Ok review please!

Next Chapter: Just who is stalking the three yamis? See how some of the others faring with the children, and listen to Marik's version of the story of Santa Clause.

Happy New Year everyone!