Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! or anything related to it. It belongs to Kazuki Takahashi, Shounen Jump comics, 4kids entertainment, FUNamation, and anyone else who owns it. The rest of the disclaimer is at the bottom, simply because I don't want to spoil certain events in this chapter.

Note: I am sooooooo very sorry for not updating sooner. I had school and babysitting to deal with. Then I had writers block for the longest time. So I apologize if this chapter's a little crazy. My mind works in mysterious ways. Especially when I'm bored it seems like. But anyways, hope you enjoy this next chapter of my story.

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Chapter 4: Let the Pain and Torture Commence!

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"This can't be possible." Gasped Ryo.

"When Yami and Bakura are involved anything is possible!" Replied Yugi. Although he himself still had trouble believing the terrifying sight before him.

Five five-year-olds sat in the middle of the living room, seemingly dazed by something; perhaps the after affects of the spell?

Yugi immediately noticed the disappearance of Te'a and wondered where she was. As if on cue, the three boys heard a female voice coming from the coat closet. All three boys raced over to the closet and opened it. Sitting on the floor was Te'a. Her little arms were folded around her legs and tears were streaming down her rose colored cheeks and into her folded legs. Their hearts melted when they saw her sitting there, crying. Yugi Gently scooped the little girl into his arms and held her close.

"There, there," Yugi cooed softly, trying to stop her tears, "tell uncle Yugi what the matter is."

Te'a looked up to Yugi, little pouches of tears still resting in her giant blue orbs.

"Big mean boys locked me in the closet." she told him, her words coming out in a mixture of sobs and hiccups, "It's reary dark and scary in there." She went on to say.

Yugi put her over his shoulder and rocked her back and forth in an attempt to quail her latest outburst of tears.

Yugi patted her back to comfortingly, "There, there," he said softly to her, "it'll be alright now. Nobody's gonna lock you in the dark scary closet ever again."

"Uh, Yugi?" Ryo interrupted.

"What is? Can't you see I'm busy right now?"

"I know, but…"

"Whatever it is it can wait."

"But…"

"Not now, can't you see that Te'a has been through a horrible ordeal?"

"I'm well aware of that, but…"

"The kids are missing." Mokuba finished.

"WHAT!" screamed Yugi, suddenly swerving around to the place where the other five-year-olds were supposed to be stationed, only to find that they were indeed missing, "Why didn't you tell me sooner?" He demanded.

"I tried!" Ryo screamed indignantly, "But you…!"

"No time for that now." Interrupted Yugi, "We've got to find them. No telling what those kids are getting into!"

Yugi tossed Te'a into Mokuba's hands. "Here, watch Te'a while we look for the others."

Mokuba stared back at him incredulously.

"But…"

"We'll be back as soon as we can." Yelled Ryo as he waved over his shoulder to the unfortunate Mokuba.

"Great…" Mokuba muttered to himself, "looks like I get stuck babysitting a whiney five-year-old."

Te'a was still crying hard so Mokuba began rocking her back and forth in his arms and started singing, "Hush little baby don't make a sound or the next sound you make will be at the city pound." Te'a started wailing louder now, "Why me?" Mokuba asked to no one in particular.

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It didn't take Ryo and Yugi very long to discover where the kids went. for there came a rather loud crash from downstairs in the shop. They raced downstairs where they found the kids contently playing with all Solomon's antiques.

Joey was on top of the shelves tossing all the pretty toys down to Yami who was running back and forth trying his best to catch the falling objects, but failing 99 of the time. Kaiba, on the other hand, had another game in mind. With slingshot he had found in Yugi's room, he began hurtling rocks at Solomon's most prized Ming dynasty vases. Tristan clapped his hands enthusiastically when each vase shattered as the rocks hit their mark.

"What are you doing! Those are grandpa's most valuable antique vases and games!" Yelled Yugi.

"Uh-oh." Said Joey. An extremely old and valuably game fell from his hands and landed with a loud crash on the floor. Kaiba turned briefly to regard the two teens, then casually went back to his little 'game' with Tristan still watching intently.

Yami screeched in terror at the intruder, then took off running in the opposite way; escaping the young teen's wrath, for the moment.

Joey, however, wasn't as lucky. As soon as he was half ways down the shelf, he was promptly scooped up by a very irritated Yugi.

"Hey! Let me go!" Joey yelled while kicking and flailing his arms in frustration.

"Ow. OW! Cut it out you little monster!"

"If you don't let me down right now your gonna be sorry!"

"Yeah? And what are you gonna do, cry?"

"No. Dis!"

CRUNCH!

"YEOW!" Yugi dropped Joey and examined the painful teeth marks in his arm, "Why you little…!" Yugi glared threatingly at the now fleeing five-year-old.

"What do you want me to do about Kaiba and Tristan?" Asked Ryo. He was still in front of the door leading to the stairs.

"Anything. Just keep them away from grandpa's most prized vases! And whatever you do, don't let the little monsters bite you. THAT HURTS!"

"Right!" Ryo now went after the other two troublemakers.

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Joey, now freed of his captor, raced towards another section of the game shop. He new the big teenager was really mad at him and would be coming after him. And he knew enough to find a good place to hide! Joey quickly scanned his surroundings for the perfect hiding place. Hmmmm…behind those really old-looking games should be a good enough place to hide.

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Ryo slowly crept towards Kaiba and Tristan, careful not to make any sudden movements. As he neared his targets, he suddenly dodged behind the closest shelf as the two five-year-old's heads suddenly shot straight up towards the ceiling. As if they could sense the danger, they shot off in the opposite direction.

"Darn!" Ryo cursed to himself, "Must have been downwind."

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"Now where did that little monster get to?" Yugi wondered aloud as he searched in vain for the elusive five-year-old version of Joey. "He couldn't have gotten very far." Yugi passed by the shelf where Joey was cleverly hidden; not noticing the boy's curious face looking out from behind the antique games, or his soft laughter. He was enjoying this new game of 'hide and seek'.

Yugi didn't have much time to ponder over the boy's disappearance. For at that moment he heard a loud Tarzan yell coming from atop one of the shelves. It didn't take Yugi long to figure out the source.

Up on one of the tallest shelves, stood Tristan, loincloth and all! And it looked as if he planned to jump, no swing, off the shelf!

Ryo came up beside Yugi, staring in disbelief at the sight before him, "Where did Tristan get the loincloth!" He asked Yugi in confusion. Then he shook his head furiously, "Scratch that. Where on earth did that vine come from!"

"Does anything make sense anymore!" answered Yugi, "Just grab him before he hurts himself!"

Too late. Tristan took off on his vine screaming the Tarzan yell at the top of his lungs!

"Tristan, watch out for that…!"

SPLAT

"Oooh! Shelf." Finished Yugi, cringing as Tristan hit the shelf.

After pealing the boy off the side of the shelf, Yugi placed him in a corner where Tristan watched all the pretty stars flying around his head.

"Well, that's one down." Commented Ryo.

"Yeah." Agreed Yugi. That's when a thought suddenly struck him, "Where's Kaiba?"

In answer to Yugi's question, a rock suddenly appeared, hitting Ryo square in the head!

"OW!"

"Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-haaaa!" Laughed a very amused Kaiba. He was jumping up and down at his little 'joke' until, that is, he caught Ryo's death glare. That's when he decided that it was a good time to start running.

"Come back here you little runt!" Ordered Ryo as he took off after the speedy little five-year-old.

Kaiba took cover behind a shelf and began firing a barrage of rocks at his extremely perturbed pursuer, laughing historically at the many "OW's" and "Cut that out's" he got from the white-haired boy.

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"Come out, Joey." Said Yugi, now going back to what he had been doing before Tristan's little antics, "I'm getting tired of playing 'hide and seek' with you." Yugi was so caught up with his search for Joey, that he failed to remember that Yami was still on the loose as well. He soon remembered, however, when the five-year-old version of his yami stepped from behind the counter, hiding something behind his back. On his face was a sinister grin.

"What do you have behind your back Yami?" Inquired Yugi, feigning sweetness. He had taken all he could possible take from these troublemakers for one day!

"It's MY toy!" Yelled Yami in defiance, "You can't have it!" That's when he pulled out the so-called 'toy' from behind his back.

Yugi's eyes bulged when he saw what Yami was holding. "Yami…" he began slowly, "that is NOT a toy."

"It is so!" Replied Yami stubbornly, "See! Watch what it can do."

Yami started the chainsaw and sliced through a shelf, then he began coming after Yugi with it. Needles to say, Yugi turned on his heels and ran for dear life!

Moments later, he ran passed Ryo, who was still being bombarded with rocks, and headed for the door.

"Yugi! What the…"

"Talk later. Run NOW!"

Confused, Ryo looked back towards the way Yugi had been coming from. When he saw Yami wielding a chainsaw, he bolted for the door along with Yugi.

It didn't take Ryo long before he had caught up to Yugi outside the shop.

"Why is there a chainsaw in your grandpa's shop!" Yelled Ryo as they ran.

Yugi shrugged as if that answer was obvious, "Grandpa said he needed something to chase Kaiba away with." He said matter-of-factly.

"But instead where're the ones being chased." Ryo Replied, indignantly.

"I can see that!" Answered Yugi, just as heatedly.

The two fleeing teens were about to climb a tree for cover when they noticed something very important; Yami was no longer chasing them. In fact, he was no longer in site! And the buzzing noise of the chainsaw could no longer be heard.

"Do you think he gave up?" Asked Ryo.

"Don't know. Let's go check it out."

"I was afraid you'd say that." Moaned Ryo. He grudgingly followed his friend back to the game shop.

When they looked through the doorway, their eyes bulged at the strange, VERY strange, site! All the boys were gathered around Mokuba, and were actually behaving themselves! Mokuba was currently handing out something and muttering some unintelligibly phrases to the young boys, who were nodding their heads. Was it an agreement?

"Oh! Hello Yugi. Hi Ryo." Called Mokuba when he looked up and noticed the two bewildered teens standing in the doorway.

"How in the WORLD did you get them so quiet!" Yugi asked Mokuba in confusion. After all they couldn't even get them under control! In answer to Yugi's question, Mokuba held up a sucker.

"Candy does wonders for taming wild five-year-olds." Mokuba replied with a triumphant grin. "Just one lolly pop from me and Te'a stopped screaming within seconds!"

"Wow." Yugi gawked in amazement, "Now that's magic!"

"Hmmm…."

"What is it Ryo?" Yugi asked his friend. Who was rubbing his head in confusion as he stared at the group of kids gathered before them.

"Well," answered Ryo with a worried glance towards his friend, "now that all the kids have been rounded up, I've noticed that one is—well—um gulp missing."

"WHAT!" Screamed Yugi.

Yugi frantically counted, and recounted, the heads of all the kids in the room, and sure enough one was indeed absent.

"How could this happen!" Yugi said more to himself than to his friends, "Where…!"

Yugi's contemplations were interrupted by a loud crash coming from upstairs.

"That sounded like it came from the kitchen." Remarked Ryo.

"C'mon!" Said Yugi, "We need to get upstairs. Fast!"

Together they raced back up the stairs towards the sound of the crash. Only one of the kids was missing. But that one missing kid could prove to be the most troublesome of them all!

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To Be Continued

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Okay, as promised, here's the rest of the disclaimer,

Disclaimer: I do not own Tarzan or the Tarzan yell.

There! All done.

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