HD: ok, here's chapter 2! Enjoy

COH: HD doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh.

Alvar: -sniff- it's sad.

Cole: no it isn't.

Bea: start the story!

Chapter 2: Wednesday, September 1st 2004.

Malik climbed onto the back of his motorbike, which had been delivered to Domino for him, and started the engine, the flight over was terrible and Malik made a mental note to go privet jet home. Malik sped off down the street, swerving the traffic and getting a lot of angry yelling from cars as he cut across them and ran through red lights. The hell he was going to bind by the law. Malik pulled up at the front of his new apartment, the building was huge and painted a cream colour. He pulled of his helmet and looked around the neighbourhood. It didn't look like a place for crime, perfect. He climbed off his bike, pocketed the keys and walked up the steeps to the building, the sliding doors opened and he walked in, ignoring the doorman he made his way to the elevator, were he pushed pass an old women and got into the elevator and pressed the up button to floor 7. He looked himself over in the mirrors that surrounded the walls and smirked. The elevator stoped admitting Malik onto the blue carpeted floor. He looked down the hall until he found room 45. He pulled out his key-card and slid it into the slot before opening the door. The lounge and bedrooms were empty while the kitchen and bathroom had the basics.

"Pegasus, you ass." Malik growled. Now he would need furniture and he didn't even have a phone. He pulled out his mobile and dialled for pizza. No point in cooking. The pizza arrived and Malik ate on the floor and decided he would go out for the night and worry about furniture later. He grabbed his leather jacket and dark sunglasses and left the building. He found a night club three streets away, it was crowded with flashing neo lights and loud music. Malik sat at the bar and watched people dance. Maybe this person he was chasing was fun, or he could be a real bore, Malik ordered a glass of rum and took a sip, well tomorrow he could start this stupid mission, but for now he was going to enjoy himself.

Mariku Ishtar grinned at his best friend who tried to convince his boyfriend to help them steal from their friend's cousin. Mariku Ishtar was your average sixteen year old with shoulder length wild platinum blonde hair, red-violet eyes, tan skin and a strong build, his best friend, Bakura, was a natural thief, he was taller than Mariku with slightly longer white hair that was also wild and tipped black, his eyes were brown-red and always narrowed, he was also tan with a strong build, his boyfriend, Ryou, on the hand was smaller with mid-back white hair, wide innocent emerald green eyes, pale milky skin, a smaller build and rather girly looks, he was sweet and Bakura was completely head-over-heels for him, which Mariku always made fun of.

"No 'Kura, I'm not going to help you steal from Seto!" Ryou yelled, Mariku snickered and threw some of his popcorn at Bakura.

"Come on Bakura, your little boyfriend doesn't want to come; we have to go before Seto returns home from work." Bakura sent one last pleading look at Ryou, which failed before following Mariku.

"Bakura," Bakura looked back at the younger boy, "please don't steal anything valuable or that Seto would miss." Ryou gave him his famous puppy-eyes look that Bakura fell for instantly.

"Alright koi." Bakura kissed Ryou lightly before jumping into Marik's car. The two drove towards the CEO's mansion.

"Man Bakura, Ryou has you under his thumb." Marik teased as they drove past a night club were some guy with platinum blonde hair was getting kicked out.

"He dose not!" Bakura argued, but they both knew he was fighting a losing battle. They finally pulled up at the mansion were the two parked the car away from the security cameras and pulled on gloves before getting out and climbing the fence. The two hid among some bushes as two guards passed by, why did Seto have to have such high security? As the guards passed the two slipped out and dashed towards the nearest window. Bakura pulled out a crowbar while Marik disabled the alarms. They wrenched opened the window and crawled in, they were in the games room which was crowded with the latest games. The two quickly slipped into the lounge room.

"Hey Bakura, Marik." The two froze and looked over at the couch were the youngest Kaiba sat. Mokuba was only thirteen with long black hair and sparkling indigo eyes, he looked up at the two almost broadly. "Whatcha stealing this time?"

"Hey Mokie. Bakura pulled of his gloves and sat next to the teen. "Dose your brother have any embarrassing childhood toys?" Mokuba Kaiba had almost found it a routine for the two to try and steal his brother's things just to annoy him. He helped now and then.

"Well he has this blue-eyes toy." Mokuba suggested. The two nodded their thanks and headed for the stairs. "Oh and guys," They turned around at the foot of the stairs, "be careful, my brother will be back in less than an hour." The two nodded and rushed upstairs to the CEO's bedroom. The room was huge with a large window that over looked Domino, a huge queen size bed with blue covers, a large bookshelf, a desk, wardrobe and door leading into his privet bathroom. The two crept towards a cardboard that was padlocked.

"Stupid paranoid ass." Bakura grumbled, trying to picklock the padlock but failing.

"Come on lets just steal something ells." Marik looked around the room before spotting Seto's laptop. He picked it up and stuffed it in the bag they had brought before rushing down stairs. "Thanks Mokuba! Gotta go!" Marik called, Mokuba just waved them off, to busy watching 'I Robot' to notice the two. They slipped back out of the mansion and were almost at the fence when a security guard tapped them on the shoulder; the two froze and looked up at the baled man who glared down at them. "Hehe, hi!" Marik smiled weakly at the unimpressed guard. "Could we maybe talk about this?"

Ryou glared at the two icily. They we're sitting in the police station while Ryou paid of their fine. Bakura and Marik sighed annoyed, damn Seto's staff. Ryou finished and they left the building.

"I can't believe you two!" Ryou fumed. "You just had to steal his laptop!" Bakura wrapped his arms around Ryou's waist.

"Well lucky you were there, huh babe!" Ryou blushed and did his best glare, which was rather weak.

"I'm not bailing you two out again, next time you get court don't call me." Marik shrugged.

"We'll just call Yami!" Ryou shook his head at the mention of their room mate.

"Yami wouldn't bail you guys out; he'd be too busy wooing Yugi to help you guys." Bakura nodded.

"Too true. We'll I'm tired, wonnna come back to our house?" Ryou pretended to think.

"Hmmm….ok." Bakura grinned and took Ryou's hand leading him to Mark's car.

"Alright love-birds." Marik climbed into the driver's seat and drove back to the house that he, Bakura and Yami shared. The lights were off so either Yami was asleep or out with his boyfriend Yugi. "Yami, you here?" Marik called, opening the front door, a grunt from a closed door was his response. "He's home!" Marik called cheerfully. A ruffled teen appeared only wearing purple silk boxers. He was tan with a strong build, starfish shaped hair, black with red tips, golden bangs and streaks, his eyes were blood red and he was shorter than Marik making him the shortest of the three.

"Marik you jack-ass, its ten o'clock!" Yami snapped.

"Aww Yami, were you up with little-Yugi last night?" Yami blushed lightly, but luckily it was too dark to notice.

"Shut up." He returned to his room and Marik disappeared into the one on his right while Bakura and Ryou slipped into the one on his left. Marik collapsed onto his bed without changing; he closed his eyes and fell into a dreamless sleep.

TBC…

HD: chapter 2 down!

COH: yay!

Alvar: thanks to: Carmen-Nemrac, Phantom Fox, Inari-san, LonelyTombRobber and Fan of Common Sense.

Cole: -blinks- why do you bother thanking flamers?

HD: for taking the time to flame me!

Bea: you're wired.

HD: thank you!

COH: please review!

HD: ja ne

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