DIS: Welcome back, after a very long time! Thanks to Saint H, Kitsunegirl4ever, Atemu's Lover, Angel, copacabanagirl, Eternal Eyes (oh well, Tag, Axe, what's the difference?), Erika Darkmoon, Marin M, xXxReixXx, and deadlybeautygoddess for reviewing! I actually didn't think that so many people would review on the first chapter. And I am sorry to all for the late update. To the next chapter ,which is dedicated to deadlybeautygoddess! I agree, humor should never be kept in suspense!

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Chapter Two, Yami and Kaiba's unhappy encounter

He heard footsteps and he stared at the paint on the car and other damages. "Oh no..." Yuugi walked in and he stared at the car, his jaw dropping. The journal that he had in his hand dropped as well.

"YAMI!" He shrieked at the top of his lungs. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?"

"Um...The voices in my head thought it would be a good idea," Yami told him dumbly. Yuugi seethed, looking angry.

"GET OUT!" As Yami hurried out of the garage, Yuugi stared at the damages, sobbing.

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Squeak, squeak, squeak...

Yami sighed, stopping. He stood up and the tricycle fell apart instantly. The Pharaoh blinked, staring at it. Normally the tricycles he stole fell apart the second time he rode them. "Kids these days! They can't even get their parents to buy them a decent tricycle." He snorted, kicking the pieces. Crossing his arms, he observed where he was and when he saw Showgirls just across the street, he grinned. "Well, then again, maybe the tricycle was trying to tell me something?" He ran across the street and a car stopped, a shaking his fist at him, swearing. "YEAH, WELL BACK TO YOU BUDDY!"

When he first entered, he considered going back, thinking that his perverseness was going to come to bite him in the ass, but...

"Hey, you aren't really considering going back are you?" Yami blinked and looked down.

"My shoulder...devil. Er, why do you look like Bakura?"

Yami, I wouldn't think that you'd do this! His shoulder angel appeared, who, ironically, looked like Ryou.

"Don't listen to that pansy! Go stuff some money in those bitches thongs, hahaha!"

You sicken me!

"Oh shut up abiou."

"Er, you're not really...Making any sense. And you're confusing me!" Yami whined.

"Then do yourself a favor – and go try and fuck one of those whores!"

Stop using bad language.

"Bite me, you pussy."

See? Like that! It's inappropriate.

"Oh yeah? And you say that you've been having wet dreams about my wench."

"Your wench? Who's your wench, Bakura?" Yami asked, suddenly curious.

My beloved Anzu! Angel Ryou cried, sniffling.

"Anzu? DEVIL OF SATIN!"

"And sexy, don't forget that I'm sexy," Devil Bakura reminded him.

"...I'm going to go with Devil Bakura, so just...I dunno, go away, shoo?"

"That works." Both vanished with a poof and Yami went ahead, sitting at the bar.

"One Sex on the Beach," Yami told the bartender. (A/N: Yeah, that might sound like it's not a drink, but it actually is! And hella good, too, lol) He turned around a blonde woman was in front of him.

"Hey there sexy," she purred to him. Yami grinned at her, feeling that he was going to get lucky tonight. "You coming her just to watch or to...have some fun?"

"Whatever comes my way," he told her smoothly. She giggled.

"Then why don't you come with me to the back room to have some...fun?"

"All right." She went ahead and Yami eagerly followed, taking his drink with him.

Oh yeah! He thought, smirking to himself.

When they got in the room, she shut the door and as she undressed, Yami felt an odd foreboding come over him. Which, for him, was odd, since he was going to get laid. However, when she drew off her panties...

"AAAAAWWWWWWWW!" He shrieked, seeing………….

Mr. Winky.

(A/N: I'm sure you all know what Mr. Winky is)

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Yami rubbed his arms, feeling almost molested. Sure, he had ran out of that room, scot-free, but seeing that...Realizing that there were men that had were obsessive enough to do that made him sick. He sat at the curb of the street, staring over at an Albertsons.

See? I told you not to go, now didn't I? Angel Ryou demanded of him.

"Oh, shut up," Yami muttered.

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Squeak...crunch, squeak...crunch, squeak...

Yami got off the tricycle and once again, it fell apart. He sighed and kicked the pieces away, before entering the Kame Game Shop. He blinked rapidly, seeing Yuugi and Mokuba talking on the couch. His eyes moved over to a lump by the couch and he saw Kaiba tied up and gagged. The CEO didn't notice him at first (for he was trying viciously to untie his ropes,) but when he did see Yami, his eyes widened and he started muttering loudly. Yuugi and Mokuba turned quickly and the Pharaoh stared at them.

"Yami, you're back," Yuugi gave a bright smile and the Pharaoh sweat dropped.

"Ah, yes..." He replied uncertainly. Kaiba was rocking back and forth, trying to make his great escape.

"That's great!" Mokuba exclaimed, grabbing his older brother's trench coat, dragging him back.

"Yes, wonderful," Yuugi agreed, then his smile turned into a smirk. Yami's eyes popped wide open and he glanced to and fro, looking desperately for an escape. "NOW, GRANDPA!"

"(OO) HUH?" Yami turned just to be covered with a bag. "AWWW!"

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When Yami next woke up, he was feeling drowsy and something was digging painfully into his wrists. He blinked rapidly, trying to collect his surroundings. He turned his head to see Kaiba's glare that was combined with a scowl.

"You know what, Kaiba," he grumbled to his enemy, "it's not as though I want to see your grumpy face when I first wake up." Kaiba's face seemed to grow more dark and menacing at that. "Well, what do you have to say, buddy?"

"YOU IDIOTIC PORCUPINE HEAD! DO YOU NOT SEE THE SITUATION WE ARE IN?"

"...(o.o) No." Kaiba trembled with anger, looking more than pissed.

"FOOL!"

"Why take it out on me?" Yami huffed. "I never did anything to you, Kaiba," he informed him.

"All right!" Two voices chirped and the door to the van was thrown open. Mokuba and Yuugi grinned at them. "Ready for your Anger Management classes?"

"(OO) Anger Management...?" Both men spoke with disbelief. "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" They pointed at each other and it was then that they noticed that their hands were handcuffed.

"Now, you two be good and we might take those cuffs off," Yuugi told them with a smile.

"Might." Mokuba repeated with a devious grin. It was a wonder that Mokuba was only 9 (I think that's his age.) With his crafty ways, one would think he was an adult that was trapped in a child's body. Hmm, it was so much like Chuckie.

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Yami and Kaiba stared ahead, having been dropped off by Yuugi and Mokuba. A woman beside them was bouncing up and down, before she abruptly turned to them.

"You know what I hate?" She demanded. Neither responded. "I hate it when people DON'T TALK TO ME!" At the loud shout, both instantly looked to her, Yami wide-eyed. "I HATE IT! DON'T THEY KNOW HOW TO BE RESPECTFUL? HUH? HUH, DO THEY? I HATE PEOPLE LIKE THAT SO MUCH! GAHH!" Yami swallowed, looking to Kaiba for help.

"(-.-) Maybe if you weren't annoying and if you didn't look like a total slut that might not happen," Kaiba muttered bitterly.

"WHAT?" She snarled and he inched away, looking disgusted. "I'LL GUT YOU AND EAT YOUR INNARDS FOR MY EVERY MEAL! RRR!"

"Let's move," Kaiba told Yami, looking particularly disturbed. They moved to the other side of the room with the woman screaming after them, "YOU'RE JUST JEALOUS, YOU WANNA BE!"

"Why did they bring us here of all places?" Kaiba groaned, sitting down. "Sit."

"Um..." Yami looked nervously at the man that was muttering under his breath. "I don't..."

"SIT!" Kaiba yanked him down and Yami yelped, his head smashing against the wall. His arm brushed against the man's and he instantly grabbed Yami by the collar.

"You just touch me?" He hissed.

"(OO) No."

"You did, you mother (bleep) bastard! How dare you? Do you think that you are worthy enough to touch me? Do you? HUH? ANSWER!"

"(OO'') I...I really didn't..."

"LIAR!" The man sprung to his feet, his face red with rage. "SOMEONE IMPRISON THIS MAN! He was being so insolent as to touch me!" Many exchanged looks, some sarcastic, some understanding.

"Yami Mutou, Seto Kaiba?" A nurse came up to them, smiling slightly. "Please come this way. You'll be in the two-o'clock meeting."

"Thank Ra!" Both gasped, hurrying away from the waiting room.

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The two males sat down, feeling oddly out of place. The man across from them was buff and was towering over everyone else. The chair beneath him was creaking and both Kaiba and Yami wondered if it would collapse anytime soon. At any rate, neither of the males wanted to piss this man off. The two handcuffed men decided that, in this room, they were the only ones that were remotely normal.

"Welcome everyone!" The "teacher", who was a male, chirped.

Squeak...Thump.

Everyone blinked and looked at the remains of the chair. The buff man merely grunted, tossing it to the other side of the room and sitting on the ground.

"Um, right...Well! You all know and have acknowledged that you have anger problems, so let's get right down to it, shall we?" No response. "So, who wants to share their story?"

"I'm here by mistake," Kaiba told the teacher with a glare. "As you can see, I was handcuffed to this wanna-be telletubby. That's the only reason I'm here."

"Uh...huh," the teacher looked doubtful. "And you are?"

"Seto Kaiba."

"Oh, my," the teacher put a hand to hand and leaned over to the nearest guy, who happened to be Yami. "I've heard that this CEO is G-A-Y." Yami's eyes widened and he stared at Kaiba, who was twitching.

If anyone's gay, he thought to himself, it's that damn incestuous mutt, Jounouchi.

"(;.;) I don't wanna be cuffed to Kaiba!" Yami wailed, tugging at his handcuffs viciously. "Please, Kaiba, don't molest me!"

"Dammit, I'm not gay, Yami!" Kaiba snapped at him, punching Yami purposely in the face.

"Ow."

"Mm, yes, you definitely have anger problems," the teacher observed. "I...er, don't know what's wrong with you." He eyed Yami, who was crying, massaging his throbbing nose.

Why did I ever go out today? Yami wondered to himself. I wish I had stayed home...And never read Yuugi's diary...And never ran out of hair gel or cologne. He sniffled, glancing at Kaiba suspiciously. I hope he isn't G-A-Y...Or that he has ESP, at that.

"Now...Who else would like to share their story?" The teacher asked. Yami looked around and when he turned his head, he blinked as a man grinned at him.

(OO) I wanna go home, Yami thought.

"Hmm...Sure you don't want him, Pharaoh?" Devil Bakura mocked. "I bet you knew that whore was a man after all, huh?"

"Shut up, Bakura!" Yami said aloud. Everyone stared at him, Kaiba especially.

"Anyone know how to pick locks?" Kaiba asked the room, feeling uneasily around Yami.

"Who's Bakura?" The teacher asked blankly.

"Hahaha – Ah...You're such a dumbass."

"I said to shut it, Bakura," Yami growled under his breath. Devil Bakura smirked, before vanishing, seeing the bizarre looks Yami was receiving. He obviously decided he'd humiliated the Pharaoh enough.

"...My diagnosis is that you should consider going to a mental ward," the teacher muttered at last.

Yami groaned, covering his face with his free hand.

Why me?

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DIS: Hmm, this wasn't as good as I would have liked, but I guess it was okay. Please review and ideas are, like always, welcomed! I could use some...