This is a day late, I know. I had present shopping to do yesterday morning, a GS (Girl Scout) meeting that afternoon, a party in the evening, and I slept over at a friend's house. Nowhere in there was time to get on my computer and type this. So, here's yesterday's tale. There will be today's, per usual, in a couple of hours.

The second part of a yearly tradition was coming to fruit. As retaliation for messing up Ryou's precious hot chocolate, he would always drag Bakura to Yugi's house the next time he went over. Ryou smiled at Bakura and stifled his laughter rather well as he said, "Don't worry, you'll have lots of fun!" He knocked on the door of the game shop.

Meanwhile, Ryou was sure he and Yugi had been tricked by fate. They were good friends, but their yamis, Bakura and Yami, were mortal enemies. And their boyfriends, Malik and Joey, hated each other's guts, although they were getting better about not fighting in front of the hikaris.

Moments later, Yugi opened the door. "Ryou! So good to see you!" He then noticed Bakura. "This time of year again?" Ryou laughed and nodded. "Good to hear. Yami's just inside." At the white-haired boys' confused looks, he ushered them in and continued, "He got sick of Noa and Mokuba's constant fighting."

"Lover's spat?" Ryou laughed.

Yugi did too. "Probably!" He led them through the front of the shop to his attached living room. "Yami, Bakura's here! No leaving!" Bakura watched Yugi and Ryou continue back to Yugi's room.

"Why exactly are you here, Bakura?" Yami asked. Bakura remembered how a year ago, Yami would've immediately have accused him of an evil plan to steal the puzzle. He chuckled inwardly. Seto sure had mellowed him out.

"Ryou dragged me over." He snapped quickly.

"You don't have to be so rude, thief." Yami said.

"Oh, sure," Bakura retailied, "Tell me not to be rude then insult me. That may have worked back in Egypt but not now, Pharaoh."

"Ex-Pharaoh." Yami corrected humbly. "I'm just a normal person now."

"As normal as an spirit turned top duelist can be."

"Yugi's the best now, you know. I lost to him."

Bakura waved a hand dismissively. "Yeah yeah, whatever."

After some amount of time, Yami broke the silence that had fallen. "Why don't we try to get along?" Bakura stared at him.

"Why on earth would we do that?" He shouted.

"Because it would make our hikaris happy...and...we might be able to be friends if we tried."

"Or at least not as much enemies."

Yami nodded. "Exactly."

"Well, fortunately for you, I'm in a good mood." Bakura smiled and stuck out his hand. "Holiday truce?"

Yami shook his hand. "Holiday truce."

They heard two screams behind them. "WHAT?" The yamis turned to see their hikaris. "You're...getting along?"

Bakura shared a look with Yami and they smiled at Ryou and Yugi. "Yes," Bakura said, "We are getting along."

"We figured out it's a lot better to be..." Yami trailed off.

"Friends?" Ryou supplemented.

"No, that's not it."

"Not-Enemies?" Yugi added.

"Yeah," Yami said with a smile, "Not-Enemies."

"Well, Not-Enemy Yami, shall we grab something from the kitchen?" Bakura asked. He stood up with Yami.

"Yes, Not-Enemy Bakura, I believe that would be delightful." Yami and Bakura walked to the kitchen. As soon as their faces were out of sight, they smirked crazily.

And they left their two lights standing completely shocked in the living room.

Ah, yes. Another non-romantic based drabble. Come on, you know you liked it. Review it and tell me so?