Wow. Never really expected to get this much reader's response in such a short time. But doing so did motivate me to make the next chapter faster than my usual. And thank you for the reviews, though unexpected they were of course appreciated (and made me feel funny inside, haha). Anyways, I hope I don't disappoint, and enjoy.

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Chapter 2:

Spit it Out

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The day was halfway done, and still, they had done nothing worth mentioning. Malik, Yugi, and Ryou had told them that they'd be seeing Seto for a while, leaving them, their three dark sides with each other's company.

Yami Yugi was a bit surprised that they've gotten through two hours without a single insult thrown, or a limb severed. It seemed that Yami Malik, as well as Yami Bakura were in one of their better moods today. There was even a moment when the three shared a civilized conversation, but a short while later, probably realizing what they were doing, all had stopped abruptly mid-topic.

Not known for his patience, Yami Malik glanced at the wall clock ticking away for probably the tenth time in that hour.

"What the hell's taking them so long?" he said irritably.

"Heh, who cares," Bakura shrugged from his place on the floor. The white-haired boy was lying on his back, arms serving as a pillow under his head. "But I do want to know what it is that Kaiba wanted to tell them that he can't with us there, I mean, we are all technically the same person."

"Maybe it's some sort of secret and Kaiba thinks he can't trust us."

Yami Bakura rolled his eyes and jerked his head towards Yami Yugi, "Then why is he here with us? Hell, I bet my ring Kaiba trusts the pharaoh more than Malik."

Yami Yugi, hearing their conversation, was about to join in himself when he heard three familiar voices at the other room. Strangely, it sounded like they were having an argument.

"Yugi, you gave in first. And so, you should also be the first to tell them," came Malik's voice.

"But Malik! You gave in too! Whether I agreed first or last, it doesn't matter," said Yugi's.

"Guys…maybe we should just tell them together?" was the reasonable voice of Ryou.

"Bakura, in case you don't know, I have Yami Malik as my other self. All of my hate, anguish, frustration, not to mention temper rolled into one? So I think it should be obvious why I prefer to not be present in the room when you break the news."

By this time, all three former spirits' interest were piqued. And almost simultaneously, Yami Yugi, Yami Malik, and Yami Bakura got up and approached the door as to where they were hearing their light side's rather loud quarrel.

"Hey, my dark side has a temper to you know!" Ryou half-shouted, sounding miffed.

There was a pause, and the darks unconsciously leaned closer to hear what might be coming next.

"You're right, Bakura," Malik said, "So…I guess Yugi should tell them."

"What—?"

"Your other self is the mildest of the three…" Ryou mused.

"Wait—you guys!"

They heard the sounds of struggling at the other side. Yami Bakura looked at Yami Yugi, confusion apparent in his face, "What the hell—?"

And then the door the three darks were leaning their heads against burst open. A series of "Oow!"s and a few curses flew out of their mouths as the door banged on their heads painfully.

Blinking with a newly-formed headache, Yami Yugi looked up to see his host being pushed forward none too-gently by the other two lights.

"Wah!" Yugi exclaimed as Ryou and Malik successfully managed to push him into the room.

"Well…good luck Yugi!" Malik said hastily while giving the other an almost apologetic smile. He then grabbed the handle of the door and quickly closed it. Ryou, was mouthing, "I'm sorry," behind him before they disappeared from view.

Yugi blinked for a moment from his position on the floor. His other self looked at him with concern and scrambled towards him to help him up.

"What was that all about?" Yami Malik said loudly.

"Yugi?" Yami Yugi said worriedly.

Yugi, now standing on his own feet, looked up at his partner's concerned gaze. Curse Ryou and Malik for forcing him into this situation. He wasn't really that worried about his dark's reaction to their rather…unsettling news, but Yami Malik and Yami Bakura are a totally different case altogether. He couldn't really blame the others for dreading on telling them.

"Uhm…uh…I—we have s-something t-to tell you," he stuttered.

Yami Bakura raised an eyebrow and looked down at the smaller boy, "Is this about your visit with Kaiba?"

Yugi gulped, "Eh…yeah."

"Well spit it out then."

He looked at the other's curious yet still dangerous gaze, at his dark's concerned and patient one, and at Yami Malik's dark skeptical expression. How was he going to tell them whilst being assured to make it out of this room alive? Yami Bakura leaned closer waiting for an answer, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Yami Malik absently stroking the Millennium Rod. Oh God. He broke.

"I—I…I'm sorry!" he suddenly blurted out, surprising all three darks, "Really! W-we didn't really want i-it, but Kaiba forced u-us. H-he was so desperate! His c-company w-was in trouble if he wouldn't b-be able to g-get the s-support from this businessman. And h-he l-lied that he had some g-gay friends to gain the m-man's f-favor, so h-he told him that m-me, M-Malik, and B-Bakura, were gay and i-in a r-relationship w-with y-you!"

Yami Yugi, completely caught off-guard by his light's outburst only managed to catch a few snippets of Yugi's short monologue.

"You're gay?" he asked, confused.

"What—? No, it's—"

Yami Bakura on the other hand, was paying considerably more attention. "So Kaiba lied that we're all gays? Then let him lie all he wants," he shrugged with indifference. "I'm not happy that he did, but really, I have more things to worry about than his petty misfortunes with that company of his."

Yugi swallowed. He hadn't said that worse part yet, and it was too late to get out of this pit he had dug himself into. "Well, K-Kaiba promised that Dream, that's the American businessman, would be able t-to m-meet us…"

Yami Malik and Yami Bakura, who had been walking away, stopped.

Yami Malik turned around, "What?" he asked bluntly, walking towards Yugi once more, "What do you mean 'meet us'?"

He was fixing Yugi with such an intense look that the poor boy couldn't even move from the spot he was standing on. "I-I-I-I…" he stuttered helplessly.

Raising an eyebrow, Yami Malik looked at him with amusement as he stumbled over his words. He leaned forward, inches from Yugi's face.

"Well?"

Yugi was about ready to wet his pants. The other sure was scarier up-close.

Yami Yugi, who'd been simply observing the others talk, finally reacted when he saw the other dark scaring his light side, and so pulled Yami Malik roughly away from Yugi. "Don't try to intimidate him, especially when I'm here," he growled

Yami Malik rolled his eyes and proceeded to go towards the door Yugi had come in earlier, "Fine, if you're going to be tight-lipped all about it, I'll ask my own light side."

Yugi panicked; Malik would not be too happy about this, and despite his better judgment shouted, "Kaiba asked us to pretend we're gays so he can gain the favor of Dream!"

Yami Bakura stared, "He asked you what?"

"Uh…"

Yami Malik turned away from the door, "And what did you three dear lights answer?"

"Uhm…we agreed?" Yugi squeaked.

The room was extremely quiet. Yami Bakura had this completely shocked expression on his face, Yami Malik was frozen in place and looked as if he was trying to process what Yugi had just said. Strangely, Yami Yugi only looked clueless.

"Who's gay then?"

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I've never really written humor before and I'm using this story to practice in that field, as well as a sort of try-out for yaoi/shonen-ai (if I'd even decide to make it one). That's why I came up with this silly little plot that could turn both ways. Like I said, it's yaoi/shonen-ai in a strange twisted way. Glad you all seem to like that plot though.