Boogie: Oo some people actually like this story, it slightly scares me yet makes me want to squeal and run around in circles until I get so dizzy I pass out. Thank you everyone who reviewed or liked the story and were too lazy to review or just couldn't review because is a horrible terrible monster! Right anyway I'm not totally sure what the hell I'll be writing about in this chapter, I'll just wing it and hope it doesn't come out as crap, and lately ive had this huge blood sucking bug on my back telling me to write Marik/Yuugi so that might be in this chapter some. Oh and a few people asked why Marik watched/listened to Yami and Bakura do the dirty, my answer to that is who wouldn't want to watch them have sex? And to the uh I forget who exactly asked but its going to stay darkshipping, I'll keep yamishipping in mind for different fanfics. Enjoy and please review!-

Disclaimer: If I owned YGO I wouldn't be sitting in front of a crappy computer with a fat cat on my lap trying to write good slash.

There was silence in the room while four of the room occupants were in deep thought, those four happened to be Bakura, Yami, Malik and Ryou. Marik seemed to not care and would rather pick the newest scab on his arm while Yuugi was to busy thinking of how he was now a new uncle on some level.

"I think it should be Leila Ilori, they sound so pretty together and then maybe you could use both of your last names like Leila Ilori Mutou-Bakura.(1)" Ryou said softly.

"I agree, that's a great idea Ryou" Malik said, turning to smile at the other boy who smiled shyly back at him.

"You are both fucking morons, there is no way I am putting my name next to his." Bakura growled at his hikari who shrunk back

"Its only going to be for a little while until you two can get divorced, so leave us alone and grow a pair." The blonde hikari spoke narrowing his lavender eyes at Bakura for insulting his friend. Yami snorted and chuckled while Marik, who had been off and on listening to them babble, smirked to himself.

"Um do any of you even know where there's a divorce court around here?" Yuugi questioned to the rest of the group.

"Shit."

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Malik walked back into the room carrying a large phone book, flopping down onto his bunk next to Bakura and Yami and he started flipping threw pages while the on-lookers of the room watched curiously.

"Here we go, found one. Marik go get me the phone so I can make an appointment for the gruesome twosome." Malik said turning his eyes up at the top bunk.

"Get it yourself lazy hikari." Was the annoyed mumbled reply from un-seeable blonde spiky haired yami. Malik fumed and was about to yell when Ryou spoke out.

"It's alright Malik, I can go get it." And the white haired one left the room for the time being.

"Yami are you alright? You're being kind of quiet." Yuugi said his deep purple eyes filling with concern and curiosity.

"I'm fine hikari, just hoping I'll wake up soon from this nightmare." Yami sighed.

"You did wake up, right next to Bakura after a good long night of sex." Marik said leaning over the side of his bunk bed grinning. Yami grabbed the phone book out of Malik's hands and repeatedly smacked Marik on the head with it but stopped when Ryou walked back in with the Ishtar's phone in his hands.

"Okay I'll go make an appointment and you two can get dressed or something. Come on Ryou, Yuugi lets give them some privacy." Malik strolled out of the room with the other hikari's following.

"Where exactly are our clothes anyway?" Yami questioned turning to Bakura who shrugged and when they both turned to Marik he smirked.

"They're probably in the living room."

"Why would they be in the living room…Oh…OH…ew."

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Now after everyone was dressed and ready to go, well besides Marik he wasn't allowed to go into public places much and Yuugi who was in the washroom, they all stared at the 4 person car.

"Well I'm driving and Bakura and Yami have to come with so who else is coming with us?" Malik questioned.

"Well Yuugi isn't here and he probably wouldn't want to come to the court house with us anyway." Yami said while he was currently holding a fussing Leila.

"Okay sure, Ryou hop in." Malik said, opening the car door and sitting down in the driver's side. Bakura made a move to get into the seat next the Malik but the blonde thought otherwise.

"No way are you sitting in front, you'll cause a wreck or something, you are sitting in the back and that's final." Grumbling the white haired yami brushed past Yami who was smirking even if small hands were yanking on his hair.

"Yami you should sit in the back too." Ryou said smiling at the now gaping Yami.

"What! Why? I am not sitting next to that psycho thief!"

"Well if we did get in a wreck there would be less of a chance of the airbags coming out and hurting little Leila." Ryou's smile never left his face or wavered, it was a sign he knew he had own the argument.

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Marik could hear the argument from outside and the eventual car pulling out of the drive way, flopping down on to the Ishtar couch in plaid boxers(2) with a cup of Hiyazake Sake(3) he shut his lavender eyes. Until he remembered something; the rat was still here (a.k.a Yuugi). He then heard the patter of feet coming from the hallway.

'Speak of the devil.' Marik thought grimly, taking another swig of the Hiyazake.

"Oh um Marik where is Yami and the others? Are they outside?" Yuugi said stepping in to the room glancing around.

"They left already." Yuugi seemed slightly shocked at what the blonde had said although Marik thought it was understandable it would be a slight shock if his friends had just left him, but because it wasn't him it happened to he found it extremely funny.

"They left? Without me?" Large purple eyes looked sad, like someone had just strapped a puppy onto a rocket and sent it into the air to only crash into the sea infested with sharks. Marik could get up and dance this day was turning out so well.

"Did I stutter? Yes they left without you, doesn't surprise me one bit mister I have eyes the size of dinner plates." Marik shut his eyes again sipping on some more Sake then felt someone sit down on the couch next to him.

"Well…damn." Marik coughed some on his Sake turning to the Pharaoh's hikari.

"Did you just cuss?"

"I think I did."

"I thought you never cussed or did anything wrong." Marik tilted his head at the now pouting boy.

"Yeah well I'm upset; I can't believe Yami would just leave me here with you."

Now there are certain things you just don't say to psychopaths, like expressing any sort of feeling that might resemble fear. Yuugi was usually smarter then that too, such a shame. Marik now had a twisted grin plastered on his tan face and leaned in closer to the shorter boy who had enough sense to try and scoot backwards.

"Is the Pharaoh's hikari afraid to be alone with big bad Marik? Is he afraid that I might kill him?" Yuugi shook his head causing his multi colored hair so fly back and forth.

"I'm not afraid of you killing me, I trust you." Again I say, there are just some things you don't tell psychopaths. In less then a second Marik had a dagger against the boy's neck.

"Where did you even get that from?" Yuugi's brows furrowed and Marik shrugged pressing the dagger harder against Yuugi's neck.

"So you trust me do yah? Are you so sure of that?" Marik smirked and watched as a small amount of blood pooled around the tip of the dagger and as Yuugi winced.

"I said I trust you wouldn't kill me, I never said I trusted you not to hurt me, you're a violent person, you have hurt people without even trying to sometimes." Yuugi's innocent darker purple eyes stared straight into Marik's narrowed lavender ones for at least a minute.

"Do you want to know what scares me the most about you Marik?" Yuugi question leaning in slightly closer, conscience of the dagger on his neck. Marik nodded and pulled the dagger away some and Yuugi leaned up so his mouth was almost right next to the others ear whispering softly.

"Your hair."

Marik stared hard at the boy with the purple eyes who was now smiling, before he pulled away slightly and leaned back into his seat reaching over to ruffle Yuugi's hair giving him a lazy smirk.

"Sake?"

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The group of four and well plus a baby had parked the car and were currently standing outside the court house. A few rather large things were stopping them from actually entering the building; protesters, Christian protesters. Yami handed over Leila to Ryou not wanting to take the child into the court house or anywhere near the crazies outside it.

Bakura and Yami made they're way to entrance when a hand reached out and latched onto Yami's shoulder, jumping slightly away from the grasp Yami turned to the owner wide eyed.

"Do not get a divorce, it's against God! It's in the bible! Blasphemy it's a gathering of blasphemous sinners!" The speaker was a slightly over weight southern sounding woman with a bad dye job. Bakura smirked and stepped forward towards the woman.

"Look lady it's either you get out of our way or I'm going to bugger him right in front of you." The woman blinked her large buggy eyes at Bakura.

"You heard me, move it you fat cow of a woman!" The woman promptly shut her mouth that was open gaping stupidly at the yami's and stepped back letting them pass, the rest of her group doing the same.

"Fuck I hate it when people stand up for things they believe in." Grumbled Bakura as they entered the front door and Yami couldn't help but snigger.

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"You know I'm not an idiot right?" Ryou asked softly, fiddling with his thumbs and giving nervous glances over at Malik who was currently holding the baby, shifting slightly in the stuffy car.

"Of course I know you're not an idiot, any one with a brain cell could tell that. Why would you ask me something like that?" Malik questioned tilting his head at the white haired boy. The first thing he noticed was that Ryou refused to make eye contact with him.

"You know for someone as smart as you Malik you sure can be a total moron sometimes."

"What are you talking about Ryou?"

"Malik kiss me."

"…Huh?"

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Yami and Bakura were sitting in two rather large comfy chairs in front of a huge oak desk with a stuffy looking woman on the other side. The woman who had her hair up in a tight bun shifted her glasses and gave the boys a leer.

"So you two are here to get a divorce I presume." She spoke in a low smoker's voice.

"Nope, we heard you all had awesome cookies." Bakura replied happily.

"I do not tolerate childish jokes in my office, if you came for business then get to it and then I hope to never see the likes of you again." Yami figuratively stepped in before Bakura could make another smart assed comment to the woman I will now call Mrs. Tanaka (4).

"I'm sorry, yes we are here for a divorce, it was an accident you see, and well yeah we need a divorce before we end up killing each other. "

"Yes ive heard it all before, well I can get you divorced right away, but it will cost around oh let's see." She fumbled around with some papers before pulling a light pink one up,"Ah here it is, it will be around 27,000 dollars (5)." Needless to say the two males in the room were left wide eyed.

"We can't afford that, and no you can't steal it Bakura." Yami said in slightly shocked voice and leaving Bakura pouting at the thought of staying married and not being able to steal some thing.

"Well then you can't afford to get divorced, if that will be all I must take my leave." And with that the mega bitch, I mean Mrs. Tanaka stood up and walked out of the office.

"This day can not get any worse." Yami groaned rubbing his temples while Bakura angrily shoved things off the woman's desk.

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"Marik, can I please invite Anzu and Jou over?" Yuugi asked sweetly

"Bitch and mutt, hmm let me think about it, done, no." Yuugi just pouted trying to use his bug like eyes to his advantage.

"Pretty please?"

"No."

"Please please please please please! I wanna tell them everything that's happened!"

"Hell no."

"I'll let you bite her as hard as you want."

"What are you waiting for squirt! Go get the fucking phone!"

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Well wasn't that uber fun! Took me for god damn ever, mostly because I'm effing lazy. Thank you again everyone who reviewed the story, you make me very happy! I don't know when I'll be able to write more on this story with thanks giving coming up, I have to see family and stuff, but I'll try and write some before I go and have a nice long chappy with I get back to post! But I'll also be working on my other stories, I feel the need to write on my hpdm ones…I just saw hp4 and I'm inspired, anyway. Thanks again.

1: There's a fair amount of easy reasons I picked Leila Ilori Mutou-Bakura, first, one of my first reviewers asked for Leila Ilori, second, more reviewers asked for Leila, third is quite simple, it spells out LIMB.

2: I put Marik in plaid boxers mainly because it's usually like black silk or some crap like that, so muaha, plaid kicks ass.

3: Hiyazake Sake is cold Sake; ive heard more people like it because it tends to be a little sweeter.

4:I picked the name Tanaka because I didn't want to do something cliché like name her after a old teacher I hated, but I did think about it….damn you Mrs. Giles….

5: I have honestly no effing clue what a divorce would cost in court or in Japan, it varies a lot. My mom was going to get a divorce online for like 100$, but I figured I would go all out in my torture. Plus I didn't know what 27 grand would be in yen….

Oh and to one reviewer who asked how did they get lil' Leila; I have no idea I don't really plan out my stories before I write them, but knowing Bakura he probably just stole one…

Well that's it for now, tell me what you think, hopefully enjoy and please review if you want me to keep going. Danke! Boogie