Non Compos Mentos Doesn't Necessarily Mean Brainless

Today's insult is courtesy of DarkShadowFlame. It has been altered slightly from its original incarnation as the last line in Chapter 3: Godzilla of her fic, 'What Better Use For Your Millennium Item?'

"'Yes, I am mentally unstable – and proud of it!'" After reading the phrase emblazoned on the front of the black T-shirt he was holding, Bakura aimed one of his trademark, 'Be Seeing You In The Shadow Realm' glares at the hapless piece of cloth.

Snickering, Ryou told his yami, "But not many men would admit it."

"What?" Yami asked, smirking widely. "That they're mentally unstable? Or that they're proud of it?"

"Either. Both," Ryou replied.

Glaring at the two bickering bakas, Bakura snarled, "I am not mentally unstable."

Yami snorted. "That's debatable, tomb-robber."

"Like your intelligence?" said thief shot back.

"Guys, guys, let's not get into this again," Yugi broke in before the two yamis could start their fighting in earnest. Breathing a sigh of relief as the two subsided back into their seats – though they were still glowering at each other; the phrase 'if looks could kill' was definitely applicable in this case – Yugi slumped back into the couch, already exhausted though he and Yami had only been there for half an hour. It seemed like every time the two couples got together, his and Ryou's darker halves would end up fighting. Considering all the insults they were getting to use – without fear of reprisal (well, without fear of deadly reprisal, anyway – in this game of prank tag, Yugi had hoped for a bit of peace and quiet in the rest of their lives.

It was Yami who eventually broke the uneasy silence that had settled over Ryou's living room. "So who sent you this, anyway?" the former Pharaoh asked in a bored voice. "Marik and Malik?"

Ryou shook his head. "Couldn't have been. It's too close to some of the ones they've received."

"Yeah, besides, they've already gotten someone this round," Bakura added.

"Who?" Yugi asked. "I've kind of lost track of who's gotten who the past couple of weeks," he added at the other's arched brow.

"Well, Pegasus finally got into the game," Ryou told the other hikari. "He got Noah."

"Who got him back, and sent one to Bonz," Bakura added. "Bonz got Marik…"

"I didn't know Bonz knew about Marik," Yugi broke in, face twisted up in a frown.

Ryou coughed and averted his eyes. "Apparently, Keith wasn't the only Duelist Kingdom reject who got mind-controlled by Marik."

"Ah," Yugi said. "And then Marik got Yami."

"And Bakura got Shadi," Yami added.

"And Shadi got me, and I got dice girl," Bakura continued.

"You shouldn't call Duke that, yami," Ryou chided his other.

"If the high heels fit, hikari," Bakura replied, a slow smile spreading across his face.

"Anyway…" Yugi broke in.

"Right," Ryou said, getting back to the topic at hand. "Duke and Tristan got Mokuba, and then Bakura got hit again. But I don't know who by."

"Maybe it was Mokuba and Serenity," Yugi suggested.

"Surely the two of them wouldn't do such a thing," Yami said, proving once again that just because someone was five thousand years old, that didn't mean they were any less naïve than a toddler.

"Wouldn't they?" Bakura asked. "Oh, I think they might…"

Ryou sighed and rolled his eyes as he watched Bakura walk out of the room, most definitely going to plot his revenge. He almost felt sorry for whomever his yami decided to take out his ire on.

Ryou smirked.

Almost.