Chione: right now I want to thank Talai, who has been helping me with ideas with this story. Thank you Talai! -throws confetti-

Talai: o.O right… -grabs Bakura and runs off-

Chione: HEY, I NEED HIM! -chases after her with a wooden spoon-

"Oh… my head…"

Yugi rubbed his temples. His head was pounding.

This is the single most worst hangover I've ever had! Yugi thought to himself. Then again, I never really have hand many… He smiled to himself ruefully. But smiling made his head hurt more, so he stopped.

Sitting up, he saw he was in his room. The door to his room was open and he could see Tristan sprawled out across the floor (again). Apparently he hadn't returned to his dorm last night.

"What a party…" A voice said from beside him.

"Yeah." Yugi told the speaker, a bit groggy still. "I can't even remember what happened."

"Neither can I." The person beside him sat up, scratching his bare chest.

Bare chest? Yugi thought to himself. He must be naked… and I think I am too… It took a few moments for the thoughts to register, but when they did Yugi let out a shout and jumped from the bed, pulling his comforter with him and wrapping it around himself, all in a single movement.

His "bedmate" must've been thinking along the same lines, because he too let out a cry and wrapped the sheet around himself. Yugi and the other male looked at each other for some time before they recognized one another.

"Yami!"

"Yugi!"

The two stared in disbelief. Someway, somehow, the spirit of the Puzzle was sitting before Yugi, flesh and blood. Bare flesh and blood, with only the Puzzle to adorn his form.

"What the hell happened last night!" Yugi demanded. "How are you here! And what are you doing in my bed!"

"I just told you I didn't remember last night either!" Yami snapped back at him. "I don't know how I'm here, or why I'm in your bed."

"W-we didn't do anything, did we?"

Yami blinked. "What do you mean?"

"You don't think did anything?" Yugi rephrases the question.

The former spirit stares at him. "NO!"

"That's a relief…" Yugi sighed.

"If we had, one of our asses would be hurting." Yami adds.

"Yami!"

"What?" Yugi just gives him a look, and Yami shrugs. "It just further proves nothing happened."

"That's true." Yugi mumbles. "In a disgusting way. I need to get dressed." Quickly he goes through his draws, and under the safety of his comforter he pulls on underwear, sweats and a T-shirt. Then he throws some clothes to Yami. "Get dress, I'm seeing if any other weird things have happened."

He closes the door behind him to let Yami change. Yugi then goes over to Tristan and looks at him. Throughout the shouting match, his friend hadn't woken up. Now Yugi lightly taps him with his toe.

"Tristan?" Yugi says. "Tristan, wake up!"

The brunette only mumbles, "Five more minutes…" and rolls over onto his side, letting out a new string of snores.

Yugi stalks over to the kitchen and begins brewing a new batch of coffee. As he does, he fills up a glass of water and thinks.

How is it possible that Yami is here? He wonders as he goes over to Tristan again, with the glass in his hand. This is too weird! What did happen last night? I'll have to ask around…

The spiky haired youth stopped beside Tristan. He held out his hand over the other young man's head, then tipped the contents of the glass onto his head.

"AH!" Tristan cried as the freezing water touched his skin. He sat up in an instant, dripping water all over the floor.

"Did you have a nice sleep?" Yugi asked, an amused look crossing his face.

Tristan just stared at him before he remembered who Yugi was. "What happened last night? I don't remember a thing!"

The other male frowned. It seemed Tristan would be no help in uncovering what exactly had happened. Yugi just sighed and grabbed a mop, holding it out to Tristan. "Clean up the water, then go back to your own dorm!"

Reluctantly Tristan grabbed the mop and began to clean up. As Yugi went back to the kitchen for the brewing coffee the door to Joey's room opened and he stepped out into the living room.

"What's all the yelling about?" The blonde demanded. Yugi and Tristan stared at him, their mouths gaping. "What?"

Slowly Yugi raised a hand and pointed at his friend's head. "Why… are you wearing a furry hat?"

"Furry hat?" Joey stepped back into his room and looked at a mirror. Atop his head was indeed a brown, furry hat. "I don't know, didn't even realize I was wearing something." He stepped back into the living room. "What a party, huh? I can't remember what hap-"

But he was cut off, because at that moment the hat on Joey's head moved. All three in the room let out a shout as the brown, furry thing began to quiver.

"Get it off! Get it off!" Joey cried. He grabbed the mop from Tristan's hand and began trying to hit the "hat". But the thing kept moving on his head, making Joey hit himself instead. Still, he didn't give up and kept swing the mop at himself.

"What's going on!" Yami came out of Yugi's room and stop in his tracks when he saw Joey. "What the-?" But he was cut off as well when the mop nearly hit him.

Yugi was frantically trying to grab the mop from Joey's hands, though trying not to get hit at the same time. "Joey!" He yelled. "Stop it! You're doing nothing!"

"Get it off! Get it off!" Was all the blonde would say, his full attention on trying to beat the thing off his head. But, instead, he was just beating himself.

"What's going on out here?" A new voice questioned. Marik had emerged from his own room and stared wide-eyed at what was going on.

"We're having a bit of trouble!" Yugi murmured, again trying to grab the mop. Just then Joey spun around, and the end of the mop got Yugi in the face, throwing him back and onto the floor.

Yami rubbed his head. "Enough!" He cried, and waved a hand at Joey. Instantly the blonde froze up, as if his body refused to move anymore.

"I didn't know you could do that…" Yugi mumbled, sitting up on the floor.

The furry thing on Joey's head began to quiver again, then it sat up. Four little green legs popped out of the fur and two round eyes looked around at the others.

"Many thanks, good fellow." The little critter said from an unseen mouth. "This bloke was going to pummel me to death, I dare say!" Everyone in the room just stared at it, their mouths gaping.

"Are you-? No, you can't be… can you?" Yugi ask, taken aback.

The furry little thing jumped from Joey's head and scurried across the floor to Yugi. "And why can't I be?"

"Because-because you just can't be here!"

"I can, and I am." The little fluff ball said. "I don't remember exactly how I got here. That was one hell of a get together!"

"Is that-is that a Kuriboh?" Tristan asked, baffled.

"That I am!" The critter went over to Tristan and held out a little green paw. "Henry Austin Paul Kuriboh the VIII, but you may just call me "Kuriboh" if you see fit. Jolly good to meet your acquaintance!"

"Same… here…" Tristan mumbled, shaking the monster's paw with a dazed look on his face.

"Um, Yami?" Yugi looked over at his double. "Can you let Joey go?" He nodded towards his friend who was still stuck in place.

"Oh, yeah." The former Pharaoh gestured to Joey again, and the youth fell onto the floor.

"HOW THE HELL IS THAT THING HERE!" Joey asked, pushing himself against a wall.

"I'm not exactly sure myself." Kuriboh told him in a sophisticated manner. "But I am here, and I plan on staying."

Joey just stared back at the thing, then a dark look crossed his face. "If you took a dump on me, I swear I'll-"

"I did not soil you!" Kuriboh muttered. "I do have control over my bowels."

"I still think I need a shower…" The blonde said, quickly crossing over to the bathroom and locking himself in.

"And is no one going to wonder how it's possible how I'm here?" Yami demanded.

Marik finally realized he was there. "How are you here?"

"Yeah?" Tristan asked as well.

Yami shrugged. "No clue."

Both Yugi and Kuriboh shook their heads.

Someone began pounding at their front door, frantically. "Let me in!" A small voice cried. "Please let me in!"

"That sounds like Ryou." Yugi mumbled. "Yami, get the door."

"I'm not your slave!" The spirit said, crossing his arms.

"Just get the door!"

Yami glared at his former host. "Fine." He crossed over to the door and opened it up, letting a very frightened Ryou into the apartment.

"He's going to get me!" The pale young man cried, jumping behind the couch and hiding. "He's going to get me!"

"Who's going to get you?" Yugi asked.

Yami began to close the door, and just as it was about to be fully closed, something hit against it. Hard. The door sprang open, crushing Yami against the wall and emitting whoever was after Ryou.

"Ow, my nose…" Yami mumbled, pushing the door away from him.

To everyone's surprise, the new person who had barged into the room was Ryou's own yami, in the flesh. And rather angry.

"You!" Bakura said, pointing at Ryou. He glared daggers at his former host and victim. "You did this to me!"

"I didn't do anything!" Ryou cried, grabbing Yugi by the shoulders and using him as a shield. "I don't know how you got out of the Ring!"

"Liar!" Bakura yelled, taking a few steps closer.

"Yugi, do something!" The pale youth behind Yugi cried. "Make him go away!"

Yugi glanced over his shoulder. "What!"

"Do something! Anything!"

Yugi just looked over his shoulder, then back at the angry yami. He did the only thing he could think of: take his two index fingers and make them into a small cross and say, "Back you evil spirit!"

Bakura just stared at him, utterly confused. He looked around at the others in the room. "Is this suppose to have an effect on me?"

"What kind of attempt is that?" Ryou asked.

Yugi shot him a glare. "I tried!"

"You'll have to try better." Bakura said, his voice menacing. He took a step closer, and a crazy grin spread across his face.

Yugi looked around, then grabbed something off the floor. It was Kuriboh.

"I do say, don't be so rough!" Kuriboh snapped at him.

"Eat hairball!" Yugi said, ignoring Kuriboh's complaints. He threw the monster at Bakura, and the fuzz ball latched onto the thief's face.

"Get it off!" Bakura cried, clawing at Kuriboh. "Get this bloody thing off!"

The hairy thing, on the other hand, looked back at Yugi. "Now what am I suppose to do?"

"I don't know!" Yugi said, frantic. "Explode or something!"

"Oh, right. You owe me one." With that the monster exploded on Bakura's face. When the small puff of smoke cleared, it revealed Bakura standing there, stunned, and his face blackened and hair standing up. Kuriboh sat in his arms, utterly untouched.

"Ow…" Bakura muttered, and smoke came out of his mouth. Then he fell backwards, landing on the ground.

Yugi went over him and pried Kuriboh from his hands. "When he wakes up will have to set some rules for him."

"This is all so weird." Ryou said, looking from Kuriboh to Yami who was still by the door. "What did happen last night?"

"No one seems to remember." Yugi muttered.

"Makes you think what other surprises are out there." Marik added. He held up the pot of coffee. "Coffee anyone?"

They each accepted a mug and sat down on the couch or around it. Joey left the shower and joined them, and quickly they filled him in on the Bakura/Ryou incident.

"We need to set some rules." Marik offered once Joey was caught up. "If others find out that Yami and Bakura are here, and especially if that's-" He pointed to Kuriboh. "-is here, they'll start asking questions."

"Let's try to keep the knowledge of their existence as low as possible." Ryou agreed. "We'll let only those who need to know. Do not tell anyone who doesn't already know about the Millennium Items and stuff like that."

"And don't tell Kaiba." Yugi added.

"Why not?" Yami asked.

Yugi gave him a look. "Kaiba'll freak out! For as long as we can, let's not tell him about this at all."

"Yeah, that is kinda true." Joey added. "But where'll they stay?"

"We have the extra room in our apartment." Ryou offered. "They can stay there."

"There is no way I'm sharing a room with that lunatic!" Yami cried, glancing over at Bakura (who was awake but tied up with duct tape).

"Like I'd want to live with you." The other former spirit sneered. "Or that thing." He nodded over to Kuriboh.

"I guess Yami and Kuriboh will have to stay here…" Yugi sighed.

Joey blinked at him. "How'll that work when we're trying to make sure Kaiba, who is our roommate, not know about them?"

"I don't know!" Yugi told him. He looked over to Yami, then over at Kuriboh (who was steadily throwing back mugs of coffee). "You guys will have to stay hidden in my room whenever Kaiba's around, or go over to Ryou's apartment when he's here. But as soon as he's gone you can come out."

"So we'll be prisoners in our own home?" Yami asked, crossing his arms.

Yugi sighed. "For as long as you're staying here: yes."

Yami opened his mouth to retort when someone began to bang at their door again. Yugi and Joey jumped up, then looked at one another.

"What if it's Kaiba?" Joey asked.

"Get them into my room!" Yugi said.

He grabbed Yami by the arm and dragged him over to his room and pushed him in. Joey picked up Kuriboh and tossed him in after the former Pharaoh, and Tristan pushed over Bakura and rolled him into the room.

"Don't say a word, any of you!" Yugi told the three darkly, then closed the door after him. Then he ran over to the front door and opened it.

But it wasn't Kaiba who entered, it was Tea.

"Where have you guys been?" She demanded. "I've been worried sick!"

Everyone in the room just gave her a look. "Why?" Joey questioned.

"Well, you've been gone for so long!" Tea told him. "I thought you might not come back."

"What are you talking about?" Tristan leaned against the wall and gave her a look. "We've been here all night."

Tea just stared at him. "All night? Guys… you've been gone for a week!"

Everyone looked around at each other, then back at Tea. "What!"

"Yeah." Was all she said.

"If we've been gone for a week…" Yugi said, thinking it over. "Then today is…"

"The first day of classes." The girl finished for him.

"OH MY GOD!" Everyone else cried. Frantically the began to get ready, then rushed out the door, completely forgetting about the two former spirits and the little monster in Yugi's room.

Yami's voice echoed through the now empty apartment. "Hello…?"