Wow! Those were five super-fast reviews from five super-fast reviewers! Thanks! And now your reward… I've updated AGAIN! (gigglez)

BakuraXMalik's Boys- Your reviews are awesome. Thanks for pointing out what you liked.

AnimeJunky- And that would stop you how? o.O Ah, well. Their reviews are funny.

- glomps Yugi-- Yes, poor kawaii Yugi-kun. But Yami will get his.

yugirules- BRILLIANT DEDUCTION, MR. WATSON! (Sorry 'bout that. I just started The Hound of the Baskervilles. Dr. Watson rocks. )

dragonlady222- Thanks for telling me what you thought about the new Yugi. I like him, even if he is angry all the time at something.

Marik growled to himself. He had a hanky pulled around his shoulder, which bulged because of the nasty and grotesque, albeit tiny, bump that had grown there after the incident.

It was a few hours after… that. Marik had gone home and told Malik that some rotten toddler had been playing with fireworks; Yugi had cleaned the bathroom. (Of course Malik believed Marik; those tots were evil!) Now the three of them had gone out—not together, but that'll be fixed in two shakes of a lambs tail.

"Mm," Bakura was thinking. "Lamb."

Malik elbowed him. "Shut up! I'm a vegetarian."

"MMMMMMM," Bakura hummed loudly. "MEAT!"

"Stop it!" Malik whined.

"MWAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!" Marik laughed evilly for no true reason at all other than he just wanted to feel more badass. After all, he was wounded. Luckily Bakura hadn't noticed it yet. If Bakura made fun of him, Marik decided he was going to puke all over the tomb robber's lucky jacket.

…Yes, he has a lucky jacket.

Marik averted his eyes from Bakura, and that was how he found Yugi. Alone. On top of a building.

"I'll be right back," he declared, but neither of his friends/foes listened/cared. He made his way up a ladder that was situated on the side of the building. It was metal; his hands felt scarred as he made his way slowly up. He heard V6 playing softly from the ledge where Yugi was. Finally, he pulled himself up and over—

And knocked right into Yugi.

"Oh, sorry." Yugi blushed. "I didn't know anyone was using—Marik?"

Marik scoffed. "I am not 'used'. I am new. New! Do you hear me?"

Yugi hugged his legs a bit sadly. "Okay… Well, I guess you found me."

"What are you doing up here, anyway?" Marik asked.

Fzzzzzz!

Marik jumped. Yugi laughed weakly.

"It helps me let off some steam," Yugi explained. "But it's a secret, right?"

Marik stared at the tiny fireworks fearfully. They were hopping up and down like Mexican jumping beans, sending out colorful sparks every which way.

"Ara? Himitsu ne?"

Marik shook his head. "Uh, right… But why fireworks?"

Yugi shrugged. "They're pretty," he said simply. "They're pretty, and they're destructive, and there are lots of different kinds of them." Yugi eyes snagged on Marik's shoulder. "I'm sorry about that, you know."

"Eh… I'll get you for that," Marik promised weakly. "You know, this is kind of cool. Shouldn't you be wearing goggles, though? You could go blind if a spark gets in your eye… hikari told me about fireworks yesterday, because I asked him, and—"

Marik stopped because Yugi was staring at him with such HUGE eyes. They took up most of his face.

"Did you just say…" Yugi squeaked. "Did you just say all this was cool?"

Marik face faulted. "Uh, no! No way! It wasn't me. I was just saying that fireworks in, uh, what's that word… general, that fireworks in general were cool, and, uh…" Marik fell speechless. "Give me five dollars," he said.

"I can't; I spent it. I'm broke until the end of the month, and there's no real guarantee that my grandpa will deliver my allowance in cash, anyway. Usually he just gives me something I want."

"Like…?"

"Like a cheap video game, or some new Duel Monsters cards." Yugi smiled. "Yami will probably be pressing him to give me the latter, anyway."

Marik looked mystified. "So he can beat me?"

"So he can beat everyone. Yami has this kind of losing complex," Yugi chuckled. "Unless it's a benefit to everyone, he doesn't like to lose."

"Don't you hate losing?"

Yugi shrugged. "Not so much." He blinked, and then voiced, "I can't believe I'm having an actual conversation with you."

"I can't believe you won't give me five dollars!" Marik exclaimed.

Yugi shrugged. "You can't always get your way," he pointed out.

"But it's not even my money! It's my hikari's."

"You do everything that Malik tells you?" Yugi guessed. "Man… Malik is lucky… I wish Yami would listen to me, just a little. It's kind of like he doesn't care anymore," Yugi shared. Marik remembered the bitter look on Yugi's face earlier that day.

"He made you clean the bathroom?" Marik asked.

"He always makes me clean the bathroom!" Yugi groaned.

"So, what you do is, you say you're going to do it, and then just don't and play video games or do whatever it is you do all day," Marik pointed out. "But you have to be sure that whatever you're doing, doesn't qualify you as 'busy'. Like video games. Anyway, when he comes home, you say, 'Oh yeah, I never got around to that because I was so busy today—could you?' It's foolproof. I've done it dozens of times."

Yugi blinked. "Wow… That's kind of cool, too."

"MARIK!" Bakura roared. "GET YOUR CAPED ASS DOWN HERE!"

Marik stared at Yugi. "Uh… I'll be back to collect those five dollars."

Yugi waved. "See ya, I guess."

Marik leapt off of the building and landed gracefully, thanks to his cape looking so cool. How those are connected, ask somebody else.

"Marik you idiot!" Bakura shouted, pulling him by the ear. "Don't you eat meat?"

"Of COURSE I do!" Marik shouted, even though all the meat he'd ever eaten had really been made out of soy.

"No he doesn't!" Malik cried. "He's lying!"

Bakura grinned at his friend. "MMMMM, MEAT!"

"Stop it!"

Marik looked up. He heard another explosion.

"Hey, Marik!" Bakura poked him in the ribs, hard. "Would you be so kind as to join me? Come on! Say it!"

"MMMMM, MEAT!" the two hummed.