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Season 2; New beginning

Chapter.2: - The morning with everyone

The next day the three yami's could go to school as well as their hikaris to not only learn what is hidden from them for the modern world, but also to be close to their lights to protect them whatever is hanging around out there. But beforehand a difficult hurdle had to be overcome called "STAND UP YAMI!" To be more precise, after all the years that they had spent as ghosts over a thousand years old and were sometimes already dead, they had problems getting used to the things they didn't need, but now they had problems getting used to them again. Since you are also allowed to live in a different time in which you don't really know your way around, even the sometimes taking possession of those light bodies had no use, but it was alien to them.

Malik got up very early, like every other morning, first to spend the time in quiet with his morning hour that he spends with his breakfast and preferably without being disturbed. Next to him, as always, is his brewed coffee and a hearty snack for the early morning. He prepared his appetite and with the rest of the time started to cook for the others, at least as best he can, because actually it was always Ryou who takes care of the meals and since there are more than at the beginning you would have to yourself too help out in other areas. At the beginning they even created a ranking table on which it says who can do which job best. You could see the different areas on it and then their respective names written in the fields. Ryou was ranked # 1 in the Kochfeld and Malik was ranked third, but that didn't mean much. After all, Ryou had lived alone for many years and therefore had to take care of himself and take care of himself, with which cooking is only one of the few things he has mastered. Yugi had the advantage that he had never cooked but was very familiar with the ingredients and the procedures, as he often helped with their food preparation in the past. As for Malik, he only mastered the basics and classic dishes that everyone knew and nothing more. But that's enough, too, and you can never do anything wrong.

It wouldn't take too long until Ryou was up to greet him, to prepare the food as usual, and then to stroll through his room with his plate. But since they are much more now and Malik does this for him, there is no reason to do so, so they could all eat together, which they rarely had time to do in the morning. Then there was Yugi who came after his morning shower to bring his food with him to take it with him on the way to his morning appointment because he always works about an hour and a half in front of school and goes straight to school and then disappears to work until he came home towards evening.

It is now 6 o'clock in the morning, you still have two hours until you have to go to school. The food was also slowly becoming good and could now pumble a little without something burning. He decided to drive his door through the dormitories to wake up the household. On the way to the stairs that led to the upper floors, Yami finally came across who didn't look like a morning person. Yami rubbed the sleep dreamily from his eyes and blinked out the last sleep and then said hello to Malik standing in front of him. "good morning Malik you're up early!" "Ah Pharaoh, good morning, yes I am normal of us who is always awake first. I assume that the others are still upstairs?" "hmmm assume that I haven't heard from them with Marik and Bakura just ruled dead silence and with the other two I wasn't sure." "Oh, I see" "And as for Yugi, he always stays in bed a little longer because when he comes home late he never sleeps much!" "I'll remember that well then" "So yami, how does it look are you hungry? I've just started cooking and the first parts should be good, do you want something?" "sure yes"

The two went together in the direction of the kitchen to make themselves comfortable. Yami, who has just got up, greeted his breakfast with a home-brewed black coffee and one of Malik's home-made churros, as this tastes great in combination when you dip the schurro into the coffee. Malik also sat at the table like Yami and also plastered a few churros, his was with extra salt on it, and was also accompanied by a cup of coffee. After a few bites of his food, Yami looked up to malik and gave him a complement. Then he looked to one of the windows, then to a digital clock that was on one of the worktops and finally to the stairs before he looked again at malik. Malik could only sigh and answer with certainty that he definitely knows that ryou would come every moment because his wake-up rhythm was the same every time. It is at the moment 06:15 which means that Ryou should most likely be there in a quarter of an hour.

"Well, we'll wait until the others start to join us!"

"mmm, I'm just wondering how the others will be designed like this tomorrow !?"

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Ryou, who was awake for a long time on these mornings as on many other days, was more than just comfortably lying on his bed with his pjiama. The only thing that was clearly visible was a small bedside lamp that was placed next to his bed on a bedside cabinet, which gave him the perfect brightness to read a comic or book. At his bedside table there were several time-consuming things stored at the same time, which he only used when he was either up early or almost when he was in bed. At the moment nothing was really moving in this room, everything is still pitch dark from the little light that shoots out of the lamp. Closed shutters, half-closed door and no audible smoke from the various pieces of furniture that always gave off knarx smoke, everything was super quiet. But that was of course the price for getting up so early, because in this regard Ryou took a lot of consideration of the other two or mainly Yugi and, as it seems, the other three as well, because they are more long sleepers in his opinion, although ryou may think that with theirs descent must be exactly the opposite.

This morning he was there quite early and at the given time he snuck into the kitchen to get some food from the fridge to fill it in his room, but since it was still quite early he only took a small snack with to save your hunger for later. During his visit to the kitchen he scoured all the closets for something and could see that they didn't have much to eat or at least not so much that there was enough for all 6 in this household, he would have to get more later but first he waited until everyone was awake to get ready. With his eyes blinking, he looked at his digital watch as soon as he had read the end of the current chapter. The clock indicated that it was 06:08 and thus, as he always does at this hour, to move down to meet malik with a 50 chance. He lay his notebook aside and began to bring a little light into the dark by pushing his curtains back a little and opening the jilusiene halfway. So he turned off his lamp and set up the bed properly. In order to keep his room tidy, he put various books on the shelves and took some clothes out of his closet to place them neatly on a chair so that he thinks about taking them down with him. He took a little time and decided to try his hand at his literary task a little more before he prepared his backpack for school and then went to the bathroom. About 20 minutes later he gave in and closed his literature book with a sigh to stow this with his documents. So he had stowed, packed and tidied up all the things he needed. Now he went back to his desk at which he was sitting and this time brought out his laptop, which he had previously pushed aside a bit to do his tasks, and switched it on to check one of his chats to see if someone had written him something due to work.

He slowly moved out of his room and walked all the corridors to the stairs that lead to the ground floor to enter the adjoining bathroom down there, which is also the smallest of all three bathrooms but is also his favorite, especially if you want to be quiet and wants to enjoy the foam like he does. In his hand he carried his clothes along with his backpack and scanned the corridors for signs of the others, if they existed. However, he couldn't see anything big, the only activity came from one of the two bathrooms that adorned the wall that gave way to the stairs on the opposite wall side of the hallway. There was a light that stuck slightly under the door because there was a small gap protruding from it. He made no objection and just went down, he could well imagine that it was either Bakura or Yami who went to the bathroom, someone else was out of the question. He quickly climbed down the stairs with the sandpaw technique, with a little detour to the kitchen, rather than walking slowly in the direction of the bathroom. There he greeted Yami who was sitting at the big table and Malik who was funny at the stove was cooking. This made Ryou smile. He approached Malik and looked slightly over his shoulder, his smile not disappearing. Instead, he gave him a teasing and pleased comment. "hmmm that wouldn't be necessary malik but i have to say that the food already smells delicious. i'm looking forward to trying it after my session!" "hmm who knows maybe it's so good that i'll cook it for you more often!" "I would be delighted! Well then, time for my meeting, see you soon!" The direction in which the bathroom is located is directly at the entrance hall on the right-hand side, on the other hand there is a small storage room on the left-hand side. When he was now in the bathroom, he put his things next to the door and began to get ready. His first act was to turn on the small heater so that the small room is preheated in less than 5 minutes so that the entrance and the exit from the heated water is not unpleasantly cool. He never liked the extreme temperature change when he had to switch from cold to hot and then back to cold, so he always made a point of warming up the air before doing this and also during that time he could do things like brushing his teeth or doing his urinal business . After he had relaxed in the heated bathroom and then changed, he then joined the two of them in the dining room. He wonders if yami is already downstairs, then that was definitely bakura in the bathroom upstairs ... he wondered how his darker half is doing.

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What would you do if you were woken up at one shitty hour by a jerky movement that occurred unconsciously, that almost felt as if you were in a place in your job and not give a shit about moving a muscle even if you know that sleep is over, even if you are a good sleeper !? Ask this to the Former Spirit of the Millennium Ring known in the modern world as Bakura.

Bakura's morning had started pretty shitty for him. You know it from him that he tends to make bad plans no matter where or what time it is subconsciously, he gnawed at muttering to himself in his sleep and subconsciously letting things run forward. These were always his best dreams for him, at least at the time when he still needed sleep or had dreams or something. As a spirit sealed for millennia, he had never had any in his soul prison, just as he did not need sleep. The only thing he had were his thoughts with which he could plan his revenge on the Pharaoh of course that went on until his host didn't appear himself. It had only started again when he went over to the realm of the dead and was able to stop back into the realm of the living with the others, which he welcomed very much. That night he had the dream of his life you could see the drool pouring down on his face, which seems to slide from the corner of his mouth to the pillow. But this was the time he was lying on his bed with a frown and threw the blanket around himself to find a suitable position that he liked just to fall asleep again before the dream can no longer be continued. It had happened to him earlier when a human trib ripped him out of his sleep and the feeling got that no matter how long he would wait until sleep that this would not work, so unfortunately he had to give in to it. He had to have mercy on him beforehand to follow suit to shoot the piss out. At this point he was already in a bad mood when he went to the nearby bathroom without turning on the damn thing that would only sting him in the eye if he did, and for that he was also used to the dark for too long. But to his bad luck, the damned light was still on, which was apparently triggered by one of those modern motion sensors that Bakura despised. Though he would have loved to look around for the sensor that was attached to her just to pull it out, Bakura had to growl and cover his eyes at this one. Carefree he lay back in his bed with closed eyes without any further disturbance to fall asleep and enjoyed his dream until now.

During the dream he had created a mess through the many movements, but inside he felt pleasantly almost happy. But now that he was already half awake in bed, physically tired but mentally awake, it made him angry, scratchy and musty. If he was forced to get up right now, he would be absolutely pissed off. But since you cannot grasp the mood of nature, she interfered in the matter and gave Bakura a bright beam of light that shines between one of the blinds, which has the effect that the room no longer looks too frightened. Bakura couldn't help but to start rummaging around again, but even he knows when the limit of his neveness is which was supported by a deep sigh which was then continued by a growl. He would have preferred not to stand up for it, but for him the word resigned probably did not exist in his vocabulary and wanted to close the last gap himself so that he could try again to fall asleep in this lovely darkness. He does not give up. But when he was finally immersed, it did not happen. Now he lay wide awake in his room and made the best of it. A quick look at the clock tells him that it was still the middle of the night who would voluntarily be so stupid to get up at 6am. Definitely just idiots. His thoughts ran back in the direction of his dream at the mere memory of it started his drool again from his mouth which went well with his dreamy eyes. For him it was a dream that would probably never take place but not in his head because he will always rule over it. At least his head never let him down. He made a few notes about the ideas that he used for him dream to use in an emergency in reality, but also just in case ... or he is bored ... or the Pharaoh annoys him. After completing the note, he took it to one of the upper two bathrooms and from now on did his business, which is to play in the toilet with a knife he had hidden. What moreover means ´blood´ a lot of it to his luck are the clothes that he wore not his clothes but only the clothes he borrowed from his Yadanoshi's ryou. So he didn't care how dirty they are or how filthy they are, after all, it's not his. In the end he took the knife with which he had turned it a thousand times in his hand and also a bottle of shaving foam before he left the bathroom. Prepared to give the roommates of the house a bloody morning greeting and the first to say hello to is Marik.

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In the room next door, there was a freshly baked Marik who is only trying to get into the puche as quickly as possible. In contrast to the old grave robber, however, he had hardly slept or even closed one eye. His thoughts had rotated too much to construct a perfect plan that could actually work. But unfortunately he could run into cold walls, now he likes to take the risk. He cursed himself for his existing feelings of tiredness that he got from a lack of sleep, but as quickly as they came they vanished just as quickly and so he continued with a crush on malik. You could say that he is sick after his light and seems to be a little clingy. Now what do you expect from an evil manifested personality of yourself that was created after completing 10 years. One could say that the second personality ages with you and therefore as old as you are, but this is not entirely true. Malik had more than a second personality, she was more like another me, a personality that gained the upper hand over the years through the many painful memories that malik experienced. They shared their feelings, one body, but both were different in spirit. In these years in which Malik got to know Ryou and Yugi, he slowly learns things about himself and was able to outgrow what his other I couldn't do in front of the existing anger and thirst for revenge that manifested itself in him. So Marik would basically still be a toddler at the mental age, at the age of 7 years, and that from this one, as we said, he was only born when malik was 10 and since marik only ended unconsciously from then on. But that doesn't mean he can't act as an adult. Outwardly he looked like an adult version of Malik, which is reflected in some things, above all, marik could also act very protective when it came to his Hikari, like a Yami who protects his light and pays attention to it. Well at least if he doesn't get his psyschotichen 5 minutes. Otherwise Marik is sometimes still like a child when it comes to the subject of attention and things like that.

From the ground he climbed out of his cakey heap of dishes that he had erected last night to let in the glorious sunshine of the dawn of the morning. He pushed the velvet curtains in both directions and pulled the shutters to let the sun in without being noticed during the same steps he went backwards that he was standing on one end of the sheets. His feet moved slightly over the floor so that it looked like he wasn't lifting his legs but only slurping over the floor, which had to do with the fact that he slowly slipped and reflexively reached for the curtains. The timely clawing on it in turn led to the fact that he tore down the entire set and unintentionally let the light shine into the dark with full force, which made him think of himself and malik. At these thoughts he had to let out a big grin again. So he thought again how he can get to his light to prove his light that he is trusted. "hmmm, I wonder what Hikari is doing right now ... hmmm, what does hikari-chan like so ... hmmmm, what if I ..." He went through many of his options through the ones in his head, got many too answers but he kept stopping from the point where a picture of malik comes to mind in which he was tied up with his hands, which are connected to a bed post, lying on his bed, naked around the top and around the bottom. He didn't go into it any further and shook the picture away. However, he considered using this variant but in a different way. *grin*

Groaning, he got up from the tumult and tossed the device and the now tattered curtain into one of the closets that contained his room. After that he left the room and headed for the bathroom. There he poured some water on his face and straightened his head. Then he opened the washbasin cabinet under the sink to end a pad and a pen that kept one of the three lights in the bathrooms bunkered. He scribbled a few things on it and stuffed it into his pocket and then rushed to his presumably awake light. However, when he opened the door in the direction of the hallway, a bloody surprise jumped into his eye, which caused him to widen his eyes slightly. In front of Marik there was a messy pile full of red substance that stuck to the floor in front of his door like traces of corpses. He was also able to find shaded scratch marks on his door. For him it smelled like hell only ´what the ...? ´ but he could only think.

He stepped through the red liquid that was still very fresh and left traces of blood behind him. He looked slightly down the hall in the left and right direction to look for the person he thinks he was doing. He stepped through the red liquid that was still very fresh and left traces of blood behind him. He looked slightly down the hall in the left and right direction to look for the person he thinks he was doing. With a little hope that it was a one-time joke from Bakura's side, he dared to catch the door that would lead downstairs, but could see some red color out of the corner of his eye. "Bakura! He's always in a mood." The trail according to the following led him to the hikari area and it ends at the first door that showed on the side, malik's room. He was standing in front of Malik's dormitory, which made his heart beat faster and faster in his chest, which made him breathe very hard. Taking a deep breath, he reached for the handle of the door and opened it. He took two steps in without even looking, but when he looked he saw nothing. "Damn arch!" Marik cursed loudly. Dan when he kicked himself annoyed he got a loud scream. He saw everything at the door, where before when he entered there was nothing, now everything is bloody disfigured. But this time his face kept a cold face. The scream was just a surprise effect. In retrospect, Malik would definitely kill him for the mess that Bakura started. A giggle came from outside the door - a very provocative giggle. Tore the door open in annoyance and closed it again only to see a grinning Bakura standing in front of him with two filled spray bottles in his hand, one white and one red. In front of him, Bakura was still grinning, but not at the greeting he gave Marik, but rather the certainty that he will get the trouble and not Bakura himself giggle, Fluffy? " Bakura gave the angry Marik a little sign to turn around to look at the front of the room door. With a twist of his eyes, the Yami turned around and looked at the door, even on this side where nothing was impossible, a pattern appeared from a magical hand, only this was not made of blood but white - foamy. Bakura disappeared behind Marik as quickly as possible but kept his grin and enjoyed the avoidable screams he uttered. The drawing that Marik saw was a sudden drawing by Bakura made of white shaving foam. A sentence was also included; Good bloody day keeper. * malik is going to freak out! Tch. Stupid Tomb Robber. Should deal with his hikari rather than ruin my progress. Oh no, wait, he doesn't have any himself. Hahahaha * he thought. He wanted to stop but the last short sentence blew him up completely so that one of these anime anger characters formed on him. Stood; hahahaha you are dead if I tell your host just that I mention that it was you keeper and not me. So he ran downstairs to prevent this.

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Malik and Yami were already sitting downstairs at the dining table and talking while they waited for the others. Yami couldn't but thank Malik for the feast he enjoyed. Even after Malik told him about the rankings that were kept, he found it kind of amusing what they listed for different requests just to prove certain things in logs if it led to disagreements. He also found it quite interesting to learn from malik that the three of them got together for a variety of things after their departure to support each other, which one would not have thought at the beginning, especially Malik, otherwise the only problem with ryou was Bakura itself otherwise his friendly nature would have enjoyed it very much. In addition to all the intelligence that had happened in the meantime, when her other half disappeared into the dead, Malik asked curiously what these three were doing in the meantime. The question Malik Yami asked was "Yami? It might sound a little strange now, but how is it actually when you become a millennium old ghost after having lived, only to go back to the dead and then go back to it for a while to find yourself again with the living only with the difference that you have your own body? " Yami, however, found this question to be one of the most complicated and didn't dare to go into it too precisely, even for her it wasn't exactly real, or something like that doesn't happen every day. To set up the aspect of what it is like to be a spirit with a comparison to its lifetime in ancient Egypt was no problem. The only stop is that you may have your old memories but are totally at the mercy of modern times with no background knowledge of the new fashionable times. There were too many things that could happen within millennia and in the end you wouldn't know everything. Basically he just wanted to inquire about this because technically he had no ghost, another me or a counterpart. Although he had Marik his dark personality, it is basically something else. And if you could say that Malik and Marik, in which they are physically separated, may also have to function as Hikari and Yami, as the dark and light halves of a soul, they should still have to find out a lot about how that works. After all, this Yami hikari thing is something new for both 'personalities'. But this would be difficult for him thanks to his background story with Marik ...! Now at least he would have a contact person on the Yami matter.

In between Ryou appeared once and greeted both of them while he briefly glanced over Malik's shoulder but quickly began to fall into his routine again. Then Ryou came up again after not too long, maybe a quarter of an hour, and joined them with still wet hair. Ryou quickly grabbed a cup of tea before heading towards his bathing routine. He literally enjoyed the time and prepared himself for the next day, for which he needed 15 hours every day. When he left the bathroom, his feet flew in the direction of the kitchen to have his now empty cup of tea brewed again while he wanted to blow-dry his still wet hair. On his way to the bathroom again, he bumped against Bakura, who was coming from the stairs to his left, at the same time. A rough greeting followed from Bakura's side, just as Ryou returned a more affordable one and both shared one in the direction of the kitchen to eat and the other to clean the finished frich. Bakura sat next to Yami when entering the kitchen and put his right arm on the table so that he held his head with his hand at the same time to stare at him with a mischievous grin. Which yami noticed and made her feel kind of puzzled. "What are you staring at me, thief?" Yami asked during a hot coffee break. Bakura's grin became more mischievous but didn't grow, it looked more cunning "Nothing, I'm just thinking of Pharaoh!" "Ah ha" was given a sarcastic expression that was accompanied by a twisting eye. Dan continued for him "And what exactly? Whom I can ask but how I rate you it is a typical thief anyway. I mean it would not concern or interest me anyway!" "Oh? Nothing you like, you say! Hmmm, you may be right, but nobody says that it concerns you, it is so ulala, let's just say old habits can not be switched off so quickly, what!" His grin grew. Yami sent daggers to Bakura in his eyes and didn't want to imagine what was floating around in this sick head.

During this more or less conversation, Marik rushed in and even in a hurry. At the door he issued a * pant * and began to hug him out of the blue when he looked at malik. Malik put in protests in order to get rid of his bad luck but only fell on deaf ears. Then he quickly released himself from the embrace and took away the food that was lying in front of him and tried some of it. While eating it, he asked if malik had cooked it, which malik said with a "Uhh, yes ?!" answered. And to his surprise he got another hug winged with praise. Confusion and shock were capitalized in his eyes but one of those good surprised shocks. Yami and Bakura just had to laugh at this sight for the amusement that Marik gave them. Just as funny for both of them was the reddening on his face, unnoticed by Malik, which however did not go unnoticed by Marik and gave a gentle cackle as his light reacted. To end the amusement and Malik's blushing he let him go and sat down at the table where he looked at the other two only to give Bakura a glaring and deadly look. Bakura just replied with one of his typical cunning grins, which is almost disastrous, but this time it is only for the sake of adornment. As an adornment to annoy you and to draw your fun out of it. Bakura looked at the empty seats at the table and roughly asked where Ryou and the Knierbs were. Before yami and or Malik answered, ryou came in through the door, yawning.

Malik "Ahhh Ryou-kun, nah enjoyed your session again!"

Ryou "And how." *smile*

Ryou "Isn't yugi awake yet?" * With this statement he wanted to go to Bakura and Marik *

Marik "Uh, we didn't hear or see him upstairs if that's what you mean!"

Ryou "hmmm" looks in the direction of the clock "now it's only 6:38 am I guess it will be the same as always ..." * and also sat down *

Ryou "well then, ikadakimas mina"

All "hai, Ikadakimas!"

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Upstairs, the young and angelic-looking boy was sleeping comfortably to himself without noticing the misery that was going on. He lay peacefully slumbering on his bed, turned sideways with his plucked animal in his hand. His breathing is downright normal and peaceful, matching his soft and sweet features. His peaceful calm was unfortunately disturbed by a few rumbling smells like a mighty scream nearby which sounded pretty close. This made Yugi squirm slightly in bed but didn't really wake him up. What woke him up was the additional smoke of a cell phone waiting to be picked up. His eyes slowly opened and his limbs began to stretch and stretch. They made some cracking noises to symbolize that he had finished putting the tiredness out of his joints and looked at the annoying ringing object next to him. It is 6:36 a.m. With eyes that looked as slack as an empty sack of potatoes, he rubbed out a few grains of sand. With a long yawn, he locked his cell phone again and weakly noticed a few missed messages, 5 calls, 24 WhatsApp notifications and 9 text messages. he thought aloud to himself. "Apparently not!" came out afterwards with a slight whisper. The tiredness overtakes him which he gladly gave in by letting his head fall against his pillow. Only briefly, only briefly he dared to rest his eyes by closing them unnoticed for him, he slowly began to nod off. Groaning, his eyes shot up again in no time when his alarm clock climbed up. His hands felt the way to the device in order to switch it off as quickly as possible. Again he let out a groan and now protruded from his ligenden position to a seated one. He rubbed his eyes out of the now unnecessary seduction of sleep so as not to try to doze off. To do this, he slowly climbed out of bed and grabbed his daily clothes as well as his Bussnis backpack and his work cell phone. Yugi's cell phone rang at the time he wanted to leave his room but didn't answer and ignored the call because he could imagine who it would be and he wouldn't have any nerves ready so early in the day.

He pushed open the door and left his room uncleared to at least go shopping undisturbed, if one would allow him to. When entering the hallway, his thoughts were still halfway away because a lot of things in his skull were still gloomy. The only thing he really thought was that there were red sticky traces on the floor, but he didn't care much about it. The same went from the white-haired clump that he saw to his left that apparently disappeared into malik's room. His feet continued to pull him until he was standing in front of the bathroom in this hallway or one of the bathrooms in this hallway. On this floor for the halls there were two separate bathrooms, but it would be strange to use the same thing or to go around indefinitely, no, the hikaris insisted on a division. And that in the sense that those who lived on the right side of the corridor should use the right bathroom and those who lived on the left side should only use the left bathroom. One for the lights and one only for the darks. So of course he took that for the Hikari's. For him it wasn't a problem because he knew that he wouldn't be disturbed anytime soon. Ryou loved to use the bathroom downstairs and Malik really didn't care, the main thing was that one thing was always free and the others would always hang up the sign for occupied, he was happy with that and didn't make a big fuss about it, each of them had their own privacy in the bathroom very much appreciate. He unlocked the door and stepped in to lock the door behind him so that the mechamissm shows red. His things, which he carried in his arms, he lay gently on a small stool that stood under the sink. Then he plugged in the little mini heater to preheat the room just as he set the shower to the right temperature for him in order to have perfect warm water. In the meantime, when the water started up, he did a few things like the toilet, towels and shower tools as well as other hygienic little things before he jumped under the shower.

When the cleaning was completed, he turned off the shower and put a bath towel around his waist as well as his hair. The rest of the heat was in the room and it would be a shame to break through it with a simple movement so he sat on the toilet lid and took out his cell phone and began to chat for a while to dry the moisture on his skin before he pulled himself into his clothes. With a look at the clock on his cell phone, he slowly decided to finish cleaning and to devote himself to the spatial cleaning process. He heard muffled but also quick steps, giggles that turned into laughter and screams resounded from the hallway. Yugi sighed deeply and took his things in hand after the completion to put them quickly in his room and to present the other with his presence before one of his worries about him. His steps were very slow while he was chatting with someone, so completely normal.

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By the time Yugi got down to the kitchen, everyone was already represented at the table, eating the meal together. The elongated wooden table was an estimated 2 1/2 meters long and 0.5 meters wide. The wood was painted in a pure white color to match the kitchen, but small decorations can be seen on the edge. At the seat there were 3 available places on each side, which would also be possible for 4 in each case. Then of course there were also the respective ends of the seat, one on the left and one on the right. Everyone sat in a real place. Ryou is sitting at the top of the table on the far right, if you look at it from the door, while he is standing on the table in front of him with his laptop and reading one of his manga, next to him, to the right of the laptop was one of his morning tea ´s which he liked to drink, especially the green tea. There was also a plate full of chocolate covered churoos as well as a pudding roll filled with vanilla, which was adorned like a cat. Yugi was sitting in the middle seat on the lower side and was on his mobile phone and chatting on what he had actually avoided earlier, as a drink he also had tea, vanilla tea, some chocolate glazed donuts and also filled custard rolls with vanilla pudding were filled. His bun was decorated like a cat at ryou, like a very cute banda baby.

Malik had to smile slightly from his place as it seemed to please both with lights, which made him feel good and thus the recognition to do it more often. His eyes were then on the other three.

Bakura sat with a big grin on the lower side of the table at the right end right next to Yugi and Ryou on the back. He was playing around with his blood-smeared sleeves and still couldn't distance his gaze from Yami, who was sitting right next to him, or better yet, at the right head end of the table. Yami sat there comfortably and, despite the view, continued to eat bakura with relish and just continued to drink his next cup of coffee with the thought of simply ignoring the thief. This usually helps to get rid of him if you convey to him that no one pays him any attention. Malik himself was satisfied with it and had to shake his head even at this childlike behavior of both of them. They say that they try to get along better with each other but the way there will be difficult after all, the old enemies are so easy to put aside that will take time. Malik could just enjoy everything as long as nothing goes wrong.

Marik, who is sitting next to his light, has not been able to stop writing notes on this piece of paper that he had just mopped out of the washbasin cupboard since he hugged Malik. The things he wrote down were still about all the methods how he could get closer to his light and other things that have to do with it. He had already tried a few things, but mostly went wrong. Some even include help from outside, but his ego stands in the way of accepting this. At the moment he could only approach his light by the simple variant. And action. Marik lay the note in one of his pants pocket and grabbed one of malik's homemade food. He pushed every single piece into his mouth to try all the things that mean nothing to him. He took a couple of happenings just to enjoy the pleasure of what he took even more of. His eyes twinkled like a toddler who received his birthday present that he had longed for for years. After he was done with what felt like his tenth piece, his head turned to the right to malik to quickly pull him into a big, tight hug that was simmering with satisfaction. The others around them both had to smile or refrain from laughing. You couldn't say which was funnier Marik and his somewhat childish and surprising behavior or the fact that malik blushed and tried to push away from marik.

After they finished eating they went on to pack some school things, not those of Yugi, Ryou or Malik, no, but those of Yami, Bakura and Marik. It was about 7:09 am when they had completely done everything and could now wait the remaining minutes until Mokuba and maybe even Seto came by. For the rest of the time, those who were initially hyperactive were all weakly loving on the floor or on the coutch. Too lazy to move. Normally you should instruct the three of them in school or at least familiarize them with everything you need. This included explaining to Marik and Bakura what would happen if you violated the school rules, what it means to behave. In general, the more modern kind of language and mathematics as well as the real behavioral difference to ancient Egypt and the present time. They had tried to deal with them, but it didn't go well. They had to, no, were forced to take care of it, but then ... Six minutes later the doorbell rang at the front door and they let him in. But when the door was opened, something small and fast shot out from behind that came rushing into the wild and running after the thing while Bakura, who also followed it, was amused. But the others didn't seem so amused about it, especially our blond hair. This rat that fled from the house was not only a fieh for her, but also malik's school project that he was supposed to watch out for. "Nah great, now I'm getting in trouble!"

Ryou: "okay Malik calm down and retract the claws, we will split up to look for scherry. OK?"

Yugi: "Yes, I also doubt that Cherry managed to get so far away that I couldn't find it again. It's a bred species of animals so it is also very home-based!"

Malik: "I hope you are right!"

Malik: "Okay, how about if we say that I, Yami, Bakura go one way to look for my school project while Marik, Ryou Yugi and Mokuba go investigating the other direction!"

Yugi protested and said that he still had to pick up something work-related from kaiba Corb anyway and would like to do that because it is important and that since Marik and Bakura still have to catch up on the previous day at Kaiba, he could bring someone with him he sees them to keep an eye on both of them. In addition, normally nobody would trust the two psychos alone even if they were both together but if yugi were there there was a lower risk.

Malik: "Okay Yugi please be okay if we see you at school!"

Yami: Ya take good care, especially with both of them! "

Yugi: mmmm, hanjichte all daijoubu-deska, ikaio, mina we see us, later! "

So the matter was decided and you could leave for your shared task, at least you still had a little more than half an hour before school started. Up to Kaiba it would only take 20 minutes on foot and for the errands 10 minutes so you would have enough time to get to the school, which starts at 8 with the additional calculation with the usual teacher delay, there is no problem then. They mainly had to pick up the uniforms, timetables and a certain form that will be of concern for Marik and Bakura. Yugi, on the other hand, had a few protocols to deliver and to test a new laptop to try out a product designed by kaiba corb that had to be done without hesitation by the end of the week. On your way in the direction of Kaiba Corb you will come across a lot of known but also unknown ways which it mainly serves because of the fact of the shortcut. On one of the roads that is also considered a side street that had a direct connection to a rather deserted walkway, she was able to see the girl from last night again to her surprise ... she was not alone! Yugi couldn't help but want to help her again. Marik noticed this in his posture and jumped in straight away. Why they helped her to get rid of the racket again, only this time the reaction they got was something they didn't expect. But exactly this load be rooted in surprise could almost see a family action from it.