Her Sweetness: Well don't give me those puppy eyes. It's your own fault this update took so long. The only reason I'm updating now is because I need to get on with my life! I can't wait around for lazy reviewers forever. X.x

A Tale of Two Bunnies

Chapter 10:

The foreign music was pounding inside the walls of the club and even outside, the music was flooding the streets. Mokuba was highly uncomfortable and upset as he was curled tightly by one of the guard's many tentacles and as the bouncer allowed people to enter and threw people out, Mokuba was bounced carelessly around. Not only was it upsetting that he'd been sold to this strange thing but the tentacles held a quite unpleasant odor as well.

Inside, the lights were flashing on the things dancing below. Marik, Yami and Yugi had stopped imitating dancing as they soon lost their breath but continued their search for the elusive Jarrt anyway.

"Hey," Yami called to Marik finally, "we don't even know what we're looking for here!"

Yugi nodded. "We need to ask somebody, Marik, or we'll never find him."

Marik turned around in annoyance and shook his finger at the two. "Now listen here," he said loudly to be heard over the music, "we'll know him when we see him, alright? That's just the way it goes."

"You mean fate, or something?" Yami asked.

"No. Logic."

"Logic?"

"That's right. We're looking for Jarrt, right? Well when we see something that looks like its name ought to be 'Jarrt' then we'll jump on it."

There was a pause during which the three stared at each other.

"How is that logic?" Yugi squeaked.

"Oh, do I have to explain? Listen, I look like my name ought to be Marik. You look like your name ought to be Yugi and he"—Marik jerked his finger towards Yami—"looks like his name ought to be Ugly but we'll over look that."

Yami stared and then his light bulb flickered. "Hey," he said.

Yugi shook his head slowly. "Marik, I hate to say it but that is so…"

"So what?" Marik growled, raising an eyebrow.

"… S-So… wonderfully brilliant?"

"My thoughts exactly. So, carry on troops! Here's an idea; let's spilt up into two groups. We'll work faster that way. You two go that way and I'll scope out this side. If you find him, give me a signal."

"Well, it's too loud in here to scream at you. What should we do?" Yami asked and then raised a finger. "Wait, here we go! We'll give you a signal!"

Marik raised an eyebrow at Yugi. "Am I an idiot or did I just suggest that?"

"Yes and yes."

"I thought so—Wait, what?"

"Teehee," Yugi giggled.

"What I mean is that we give you the physical kind of signal," Yami said, taking Marik's attention off of ways to seriously maim Yugi. "If we find him, then we'll dance like ferrets, alright? Same goes for you."

Marik considered this. He shrugged. "Fine, alright."

Yugi paused. "How does a ferret dance, Yami?"

"That's not important, Yugi."

"…"

Marik began to walk off. "Later," he called back but because of the noise surrounding them, it went unheard. Yami and Yugi sighed when Marik was gone and looked at each other.

"Well, where shall we start?" Yugi asked.

"I dunno…" Yami looked around them briefly, seeing the aliens shake inappropriately. "Maybe we should just go around and—" But just then, the music got harder and faster and the dancing of the aliens followed suit. Gyrating body parts came between the yami and hikari pair and separated them until they could no longer see each other or knew which way was up or down.

"YUGI!" Yami screamed.

As Yugi was booty-bumped to the ground, he heard someone off in the distance yelling, "BOOGIE!" Yugi sat up and dusted off his alien costume, thinking, These things sure love to party.

Meanwhile, in another part of the club, Marik was wandering around looking for anything that resembled what he supposed a Jarrt would look like. He was backing up towards the wall currently, trying not to be hit with assorted body parts.

"These things dance crazier than humans!" Marik said to himself, being pushed up to the wall. A large, female Martian was carelessly shaking her enormous rump and rammed it into Marik's face, sending him flying into the wall and holding him there for a moment between her rounded butt cheeks. Just before he passed out, she shimmied away and he was left to fall to the ground.

He gasped for air and nearly retched. After finding that he was able to stand again, he widened his eyes in realization that he had to pee all of a sudden. Either it was the shock of having that Martian's butt pressed against his bladder or the fact that he hadn't thought of his hygienic needs since leaving Earth quite some time ago.

Marik looked around for a bathroom (or a conveniently located bush) and at first saw nothing that resembled one. But then, upon further inspection, there were two doors right next to each other just a few feet away from where he then stood.

Thinking that they must be bathrooms, he gladly hurried over. But once he got there and looked at the signs placed in the middle of the doors, he frowned in confusion. The signs made no sense to him. On the left door, there was a squiggle. On the right door, there was a straight line.

He let this roll around in his head for a bit before muttering, "Alright… So this door is for gay aliens. And the other one is for… straight aliens? That's gotta be it. But I wonder where the bisexual aliens go to the bathroom? And what would their sign be? A curved line?"

But these queries would have to go unanswered for now as his need to pee increased and he entered the door to his left. Inside, he was surprised, looked much like an Earth restroom. On the furthest wall were urinals and adjacent to those were five stalls in a row. Opposite the stalls were sinks and mirrors.

Marik hurried over to one of the urinals and unzipped his pants. Relief swept over him as he bled his lizard. In the middle of Marik's scared ritual, the door to the bathroom opened again and this time a Martian entered and swayed over the linoleum to the urinals. Marik didn't notice him at first, too wrapped up in his own business to pay him any mind, but when the alien sauntered over to the urinal next to him, Marik became acutely aware of his presence.

The Martian mumbled something incoherently as he bellied up to the porcelain thing and Marik was appalled by what he saw.

Oh… my Ra…Marik's hands flew up to cover his mouth as the alien next to him began to relieve himself through a large and very appalling-looking tube that had previously rested between two folds of red, sweaty flesh. So gross, so gross! This is disgusting!

Unfortunately for Marik, he was not done with his own business and had to replace his hands where they were before if he did not want to wet the floor. But he could not take his eyes off the terrible sight next to him. Even more unfortunately for Marik, the alien caught his glance and leaned over, laying his freakishly large head on Marik's shoulder and causing the yami's whole body to tilt. He had to strain to keep his line of fire in the urinal.

"H-Hey!" Marik shouted, hopping back into place with his right foot. "What're you doing?"

"Shh… Sleepy…" the Martian hiccupped, closed his eyes for a second then busted into a fit of wild laughter.

This scared the crap out of Marik and he almost lost aim again. "Get off me!"

"Are you my mommy?"

"No, I am not! Stop it! Stay on your side!" Marik wished he could stop peeing and run out but, obviously, he'd needed to empty his bladder worse than he had previously thought and the stream kept coming no matter how he tried to stop it. What he wasn't aware of then, though, was that Martian urinals were designed to get it all out of you whether you wanted it or not.

And he certainly didn't want it then. He had been in many situations in his life but having a Martian leaning all over him while he held his penis in his hand was a new experience and one he wasn't enjoying.

"DAMMIT, I SAID—OW!" Marik yipped when the urinal began to pull out the last of what he had in him. "What is up with this place?" Marik whirled his head around when the alien laughed again.

"I'm going to pinch you…" he said menacingly.

"Don't you dare!" Marik shouted, squinting.

"This is confusing. Damn Marik for making things so hard for me," Yami said to himself as he continued his perusing of the club. He'd yet to find anyone who looked like a Jarrt but then again he may not have been looking very hard. After all, he didn't ask to be dragged to the planet Mars and he didn't ask to be thrown into a wild goose chase for Marik's hikari, a hikari he wasn't all that partial to considering Malik had stolen Yami's recipe for a strawberry soufflé Yami had made specifically for the 18th Annual City-Wide Soufflé Tournament. But that's another story.

Currently, he was looking for some sort of water-fountain to quench his thirst but instead found two doors that stood side-by-side. He looked at them curiously at first and then noticed the signs on each one. A squiggle on the left and a straight line on the right.

Yami considered this for a moment before saying, "I wonder what these mean… Oh! Maybe the left door is for girl aliens and the right is for boys. It only makes sense. They probably have a water fountain in here!"

So Yami, using his own brand of logic, happily strode into the right door. Much to his surprise, it was just a large white room, resembling a public bathroom to some degree but with a large, gaping hole in the floor. The hole was quite empty and on the right side of it was a red button. Yami walked over and got on his knees in front of the hole, looking down into it.

"Well I don't see any water. What am I supposed to do with this?"

He sighed, frustrated, and looked over at that tantalizing red button. His eyes widened uncontrollably at the prospect of being able to push that red button and with no one around to tell him not to. He giggled semi-evilly.

Yami got up and walked over to it, careful not to slip on the edge and fall into the hole. Soon he was face-to-face with it and was about to push it but through the vent on the left wall, he heard shouting and that distracted him. Yami blinked at one of the voices. "Marik…?" he wondered.

"Get that thing the hell OFF me!"

"Coochie-coo!"

"… GROSS! It's freaking wet! Oh Ra, I am out of here!"

Yami tilted his head as he heard some bumping around in the next room and some yells. Yami looked at the button longingly and finally shook his head and walked out of the door, back into the club for a moment and then into what he supposed was the girl's room. He entered with his arms crossed over his chest, an indignant look in his eye but those both sank when he saw Marik rolling around on the floor, his pants around his ankles, with an alien.

"… Marik? Should I come back in a few minutes?"

"YOU IDIOT, HELP ME!"

Yami twitched. "But what can I do?"

"ANYTHING!"

He hesitated, unsure of what there was he could do but before he made a move towards the two, the restroom door burst open and Yugi's head popped in. "Hi, everyone!" he shouted gleefully.

"Yugi, where have you been?"

"Oh, you know… around. I talked to the bartender and he said that Jarrt just went to the bathroom! Have you guys seen any… oh, wow." Yugi's eyes finally rested on the scene before him involving Marik and the Martian.

"SOMEONE HELP ME!" Marik wailed again, beating the alien over the head with his fists. But the Martian hung on for dear life and the two of them soon went rolling into one of the open stalls on the left wall. Yami started to tee-hee but Yugi left his spot at the entry door and came to the middle of the room, tugging on his yami's sleeve.

"Yami, I think Marik is fighting with Jarrt! I think that's him!"

"Heh heh heh."

"Yami, we have to do something!"

"Eh heh heh heh heh."

"… Yami?"

"EH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH!"

"Yami, you're having too much fun with this."

Her Sweetness: Well, there you have it. Review, please.