DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN YU-GI-OH! (WHY DO YOU WANT ME TO KEEP REMINDING MYSELF OF THAT? SOBS) THERE PROBABLY WON'T BE ANY YAOI BUT IF THERE IS THEN I'LL WARN YOU, BUT THIS IS RATED FOR SAFETY JUST IN CASE.

THE MINI YAMI ADVENTURES

ADVENTURE 1: MOUNTAINEERING

The mountain stood solidly before the two explorers, shedding its sinister and wintery shadow over them like a blanket of ice. Before them lay the ice incrusted path that they must take to reach the top of the mountain, lined with wilting plants, frozen boulders and the bodies of animals unlucky enough to have been stranded in the snow storm. One of the explorers tightened his parka and spoke.

" Bakura?"

The other shifted his weight from one leg to the other and replied.

" Yes Marik."

" We goin up there?"

" Yep."

" Big scary mountain?"

" Yep."

" Creepy, dark, icy, dangerous?"

" Yep."

" FOR THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA!"

" Marik, we live in Japan and neither of us are American."

" Meh. Same difference. Now come the fuck on, lets get moving."

Marik and Bakura took a deep breath and started their perilous journey up the mountain past frozen pools and deep caverns whose entrances were lined with stalagmites and stalactites like long teeth barring their way. After about an hour of intense hiking, Marik's stomach began to rumble and the moaning began…

" Bakura! Onaka ga suita!"

" Marik, if you're going to moan then kindly moan in English!"

The two explorers sat down and unpacked their food supplies, specially engineered food to help them retain body heat, liquid and nutrients along the journey. When their meal was done Marik's eyes rolled back in his sockets as he spoke.

" Thank god for food. I thought my stomach was going to digest itself."

" The acid is your friend, especially if it means we can burn stuff!"

They laughed and carried on climbing until, all of a sudden, the rocks collapsed under Bakura's feet and he was sent flying back down the path a couple of yards.

" Marik! I've been hit! Go on without, I'll only slow you down! Carry on to reach salvation!"

Marik turned and carried on climbing.

" WAIT! YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO LEAVE! A GOOD MAN NEVER LEAVES A FELLOW MAN BEHIND!"

" A) You told me to leave. B) I'm not a good man. Oh hi Ryou."

" Huh? What's Ryou doing on a mountain."

Ryou's voice came to him from above him.

" Bakura, why are you screaming while lying on the stairs and wrapped in my duvet?"

All the wintery, mountain imagery fell away to reveal a staircase (the mountain) littered with Jaffa Cake wrappers (the specially engineered food) and Bakura and Marik wrapped in thick duvets.

" Oh sergeant Ryou! Thank god you're here! The expedition has come to a halt and the wolves will get me if I can't get out if this rock! Help me!"

Marik squeaked in terror.

" Wolves? You never said anything about wolves! If you had then I would have never played this game!"

He dropped the duvet, ran down the stairs and out of the house, screaming his head off. Ryou shook his head and spoke in exasperation.

" What are you two, six?"

" Yeah and the rest, Ryou!"

" For the love of… just clean this up!"

" You expect me to clean an entire mountain? You cruel bastard!"