Hello all! Well look here! It's chapter four! I hope you're excited because I so am. Anyway, I want to say this:

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Yes we have reached 20 reviews. I get excited over one but 20 I'm ready to start a parade. Thank you too: Tranquil-Chaos, RyouandBakuraforever, ilovemanicures, randomismyname13,ThePsychoOne, Sezthekitty, lady Alexas and Crazy-Queen-of-Games-In-Secret. Honestly you are all amazing. Please keep on reviewing. You have no idea how happy it makes me to see that you review. So this chapter is the longest chapter so far. Maybe the next one will be longer~

Song is: America by The cast of 'Glee' (Yes I'm a gleek and proud of it~)

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America

Ryou woke up that morning to music, which was rather unusual to hear that early in the day. He looked at the clock and decided that it would be a good time to get up. He had tons of uniforms so that wasn't an issue. Once he was done left his room to see Kira teaching Jou how to dance some Russian folk dances. Shizuka was clapping and moving to the music while Malik and Yugi were laughing so hard at their antics. As soon as Ryou walked in Malik took him by the hand and began to dance with him. Kira and Jou stopped dancing to watch the two boys it was a funny sight. When the song was over everyone was clapping. Ryou chuckled and Malik was laughing so hard as they bowed comically with smiles on their faces.

"We should go clubbing on Saturday~!" Shizuka said.

Jou nodded, "Hell yeah we should! Do you three have any banquets?"

Ryou and Kira looked at Malik who was thinking about it.

"We have one at 1 for 150…we should be done before the clubs open," The Egyptian answered, "But remember we have Champagne Brunch on Sunday so we can't stay until the club close."

Shizuka said, "Well I have to work on Sunday and so does Jou… Do you have to work too Yugi?"

"Yeah, I have to open the shop," The short boy said cheerfully. Did he like working that much?

Kira looked at the clock, "Speaking of work…we should get going to it now or we'll be late."

"Oh shit!" Jou said as got his keys.

Shizuka smiled at them as she got her purse as Yugi and the rest of them grabbed their wallets. In order to save gas they all went in Jou's car. It was quite funny when they all got out of the car but then again when wasn't six people getting out of a car funny?

It also was easier to do it this way since they all left work around the same time. Yugi was the first one to finish since the store closed at two. The three who worked in the kitchen got out at three if they cleaned fast enough. Shizuka was done with her work at three thirty. Jou was the one that would get out at four. As long as they clocked out, they could be in the employee lounge for as long as they wanted. That was just fine sine Yugi would bring cards so they would be playing games until the blonde was done.

In the kitchen that morning, they found out that Malik was going to work with Ryou and Kira once again. The Egyptian grumbled something about their boss being old and senile. It might not have been nice but it got the other two smiling ever so brightly. It was easier getting everything in place or as their boss called it, getting 'mise en place' with Malik around to help them.

Today, the lunch menu was decent. The two main dishes were Chicken Kiev and a Belarusian style beef and cheese casserole. The sides were rolls, green beans and Anna Potatoes. Kira was pissed off because they called it 'Russian Cuisine.'

"Chicken Kiev is Ukranian and this even says it's Belarusian. Why the hell are they calling it Russian?" She ranted, "It's like getting Turkish food and calling it Egyptian!"

Malik's eyes narrowed, "That was uncalled for Kira."

"Then you see my point?" She asked.

He nodded, "Yes I do but that was a low blow…"

"It was…" She admitted, "I'm sorry. It just pisses me off when people mix up Ukrainian and Belarusian culture with ours."

He patted her back, "I know, I know. Just don't mix up Egypt and Turkey okay?"

"Da!" She said cheerfully.

It was then and only then did the two notice the white haired boy who was not talking and just simply watching them. To him it was quite funny to see those two bickering it always brought a smile to his face. They reminded him of an older couple, an older married couple to be exact. He was about to speak of this when three rather familiar faces walked up. Upon seeing the three, his face dropped.

"Pryvitannie," Yuri said with a smile on his face.

Kira lifted an eyebrow, "Privet."

"You look lovely today darahi," He said.

She kept her face straight, "Do I?"

He nodded still smiling. She rolled her eyes.

"Yuri if this is what you think beautiful is, I would hate to see what ugly looked like," Bakura said.

Marik laughed, "Are you sure you know what a woman is?"

"Do you both know what a woman is? Or are you both as gay as you dress?" Ryou said with out thinking.

Everyone stared at him. His friends were in shock. Never had they heard the younger boy say anything like that. The two 'criminals', as their friends called them, smirked. This was going to be fun.

Bakura went first, "I guess it takes one to know one right Rabbit?"

"Obviously you must be gay or do you just assume that every hot guy you see is gay?" Marik asked.

Bakura smirk got bigger, "Is that all you do all day? Judge others? Well that is so rude of you isn't? They must not pay you enough to do anything do they? You know that must be a sad life you have isn't it? Just standing here and judging other's by how they dress. I feel sorry for you. I really do."

"Unfortunately for you, we're not going to tell you if you're right," Marik said.

Bakura walked up the counter, "Why should we tell the likes of you? Your not worth shit to us."

Ryou was just a deer in headlights. He didn't mean to even say anything but how were they to know that? He just wished they stopped talking. Who were they anyway? Right next to him, Malik and Kira were just sending death glares at the two. They wanted to say something but it wasn't like the other two demons gave them or Ryou time to register what they were saying. They saw that Ryou was not going to show weakness they were so proud of him for that.

"You don't even know who your talking to," Marik said.

Malik couldn't hold back, "Well who the hell are we talking too?"

"You'll see…" Bakura said as turned to walk away, "Come on guys."

Yuri glared, "Ty pavinien być pa-čartoŭsku žartuješ!"

"I don't know what the hell you just said but get your Belarusian ass over here will you?" He said.

Yuri sighed, "You know what? You and Marik can go since you both are so desperate to leave."

"Like hell we're leaving without you 'Pretty Boy'," Marik said, "You know that our dear 'Daddy' will kill us."

So the two boys grabbed Yuri who tried to get out of their grasp. In the end, the Belarusian was dragged out of the restaurant by the other two but he was able to turn his head and mouth the words 'I'm sorry' to Ryou.

Kira and Malik walked over to their friend.

"I'm sorry I didn't say anything in your defense," She said, "We wanted to but they didn't give us a chance to even form a thought."

Ryou sent them both a smile, "It's fine. I shouldn't have said anything but they're wrong to think you're ugly. You and Shizuka are beautiful. Don't ever forget that okay?"

"As long as you don't believe what they said okay?" She said as she hugged him.

He didn't answer her, mostly because he did believe them. The rest of the day he kept himself busy just to avoid talking to them.

Yugi was cleaning the glass counter because he was just so bored. Friday's were normally busier with than this so why was this one different? He was close to ripping his hair out when he heard someone walk in. He looked up to see the guy who has been coming in. He smiled brightly at him.

"Hey you," The short boy said.

The Egyptian smiled back, "Hello Yugi. How are you?"

"Wonderful!" He said, "Yourself?"

Atem kept his smile, "I'm pretty good. I wish I could say I'm better than. It's just hard coming to a place you haven't been."

"Really? Where are you from?" Yugi asked.

He answered with, "Egypt originally. Then my family moved over here and then I was sent to England with my friends."

"I have a friend from England," Yugi said cheerfully.

The older boy lifted an eyebrow, "Do you now?"

"Yeah. He's so nice," He answered.

Right before Atem was going to respond his phone rang. He saw who it was, groaned, then did the responsible thing and answered it.

"Hello?" He said, "What do you want? … Say what? … They did what? … I'm going to kill them or let the other one do it… Where are you? … Okay… No, no I'll be there in a bit… I'm in the gift shop… That's none of your business Yuri! … I'm on my way… Bye."

He hung up the phone and mumbled a string of cuss words in Arabic. Then, He looked at the short boy and sent him a small smile.

Yugi looked up at him, "You have to go?"

"Yes. Apparently my two friends said some things to a some person on the buffet line," He sighed.

Yugi lifted an eyebrow, "Did you know who they told?"

"They didn't give me a name, sorry," Atem said, "But before I go I have a question."

Yugi cocked his head to one side, "Yes?"

"What are you doing Saturday?" Atem asked.

He thought about it, "Tomorrow? Actually, I have plans with some friends of mine. Sorry."

"Oh okay. Then I'll see you on Sunday. Have a good day," The Egyptian said as he walked away.

Yugi was about to go to the restaurant but Dartz walked in. He hated his luck. So he just stayed in and began to clean some more. He would just have to ask his friends about 'that' later. Meanwhile, Atem was hell on wheels; he was going to take out his disappointment out on the two idiots.

Shizuka was already tired. She yawned as she knocked on a door.

"Housekeeping," She called out.

Otogi answered the door, "Well hello beautiful."

"Do you need me to clean your room?" She asked.

He opened the door wider, "If anything, my bathroom needs some cleaning."

"Okay," She said as she got out her cleaning supplies and began to job in the bathroom.

It wasn't as bad as she thought it was going to be. She kept her mind busy as she was cleaning. If she didn't, she would be bored to death. Otogi on the other hand was hoping she would bend over. When she did, the boy thanked the gods Marik was taking about. He looked at her behind it was nice. There were things he would love to do to that behind of hers. In fact, there were things he would like to do to her as well. Like make sweet love to her.

Shizuka felt like this guy was watching her and did her best to ignore him. She also tried her best to ignore the fact he wasn't wearing a shirt. When he opened the door, she was checking him out like crazy, she had to admit, had the sexiest body she ever laid eyes on. She imagined him caressing her cheek as he told her how much he loved her. She knew that was never going to happen if anything he might tell her she needed to work out. She felt like she was gaining weight, which couldn't be helped since Malik's cooking was so good, plus Ryou's desserts. Yummy.

When she finished cleaning she put in more towels in the room she noticed that he was still looking at her. Why was he still looking at her? She honestly thought he was joking when he told her she was beautiful. She didn't know he meant it he also thought she was breathtaking. He was hoping the blonde guy he's been seeing her with was her brother. Which it was but who was he know?

"Is there anything else you need?" She asked.

He was about to ask if they could have dinner but said, "No. You did a great job."

"Okay then, well I have to go clean more rooms," She smiled.

He nodded, "Of course. Those guests are going to be so lucky to have you cleaning their rooms."

"Thank you sir, you're very kind," She said, "I'll see you around."

He nodded again, "I hope so."

With that the door was closed. Otogi was putting on a shirt when there was a knock on the door. Thinking it was Shizuka; he opened the door to find Atem his smile dropped.

"Who were you expecting?" Atem asked.

Otogi shrugged, "A woman."

"Anyway come on we have to go to Yuri's room. Bakura and Marik did something stupid," The Egyptian said.

He rolled his eyes, "Fine…what did they do this time?"

Jou could say he was having a good day. The only thing that made it bad day was when he was told he needed to go check on a leak. The blonde groaned as he was went to the room that belonged to Seto. He knocked on the door and saw the brown haired 'man' greeted him when it was opened.

"I'm here to look at your leak," He said.

Seto scoffed, "It's about time. Do you know how annoying the sound of a leak gets?"

Jou rolled his eyes as he walked to the sink were the leak was. He just wanted to punch this guy in the face he hated when people complained about the smallest things. Okay, he knew that people were paying for quality but they had to remember these pipes were not as new as they used to be. Also, the top floor was rarely used only celebrates, rich people or the owners themselves stayed there. He never met the owners so he didn't know whom Seto and the other guests on the top floor were; he had just assumed they were rich. Still, he may have been an ass but Jou still thought Seto was cute.

Seto was typing away again. It seemed to him that he was the only one in their group that actually worked which he knew that wasn't true. He had just decided to take up most of his father's work. It wasn't that he liked to work, as much as his friends think, it was just his father was the oldest of the 'ultimate owners' as their fathers liked to call themselves. The second oldest was Yuri's father, then Marik's father, Bakura's father was next and last was Atem's father. Seto found it odd that his uncle was ten years younger than his father. He guessed his grandparents really didn't have television like they said. Eww.

"Okay all done sir," Jou said as he wiped his brow.

He looked up, "Are you sure that this time it's not going to be loose?"

"I made sure this one was extra tight sir," Jou said, "Believe me, I hope this is the last time I'm up here."

The other nodded, "I hope so too."

With that Jou got his tools, left the room and sighed as he left, that guy probably didn't even notice him did he? Little did he know, Seto was thinking about the blonde. He was thinking about how handsome he was. Several censored thoughts crossed Seto's mind, as he was thinking about the blonde all hot, sweaty and panting. He smirked a bit at those thoughts. Who needed porn when you have your mind? The brown haired boy found himself agreeing with that statement. He was about to go back to typing when he got a text message from Otogi.

One look, it took one quick read of the text message to know that there was going to be some serious ass whooping going on. He cursed a bit in Arabic, stood up, turned off his laptop and put it in his bag. Then he walked out of his room and went to Yuri's room. It was then that he realized just how hungry he was there was going to call for some room service. He knocked on the door. When Yuri answered it, he busted into the room like he hell on wheels.

Everyone was there.

Perfect.

"So Yuri," He started, "Tell me exactly what these two idiots did."

Ryou still wasn't talking to anyone. He basically cleaned up the whole buffet line with the other two just helping him. Malik was going to put up the desserts before the white haired boy did, but he was called to help the chef cook some orders for room service. Then it was Ryou and Kira who were left to finish cleaning the line. When they were finished they waited for Malik, as soon as the Egyptian completed his task, they went to clock out and made their way to the employee lounge where Yugi was. He smiled at them as he had some cards in his hand.

"Hey guys," He greeted, "How was work?"

Malik answered, "It could have been better. The three assholes came back and…yeah."

"I heard," Yugi said.

Kira looked at him, "How do you know about it?"

This even made Ryou look at him.

"The guy that keeps visiting him got a phone call from some person named Yuri, he told him" Yugi answered, "I have to say, I've never seen him so angry. I mean it, his voice was raised and everything."

Kira looked shocked, "Did you say Yuri?"

Yugi was going to answer when Shizuka and Jou walked in. They smiled happily at everyone.

"Hey guys," She said, "Jou's done early today."

Malik smiled, "That's awesome."

"What are we going to do about dinner? I'm hungry" Yugi said.

Jou replied with, "Pizza and wings."

"Hell yeah!" Kira said.

So they left work and went home, the pizza was going to be called in. As soon as Ryou got there, he went to his room and locked the door. Shizuka and Jou wondered about it so the other three filled them in, they were shocked. Shizuka felt bad while Jou wanted to kick the shit out of the people who did it. That was when Yugi told them what his visitor/friend did. They felt a bit better but it still pissed them off.

In his room, Ryou was on his bed thinking. Thinking about his life and what the two guests told him what they said saddened him. He was in shock at what they said. The scary part was that the whole conversation almost matched the one he had with his father and his stepmother. He didn't want to talk to anyone because he knew he would start crying. He didn't want to cry it was a weakness. That's what his father told him crying was, a weakness. He tried to stop it but the tears rolled down his face and didn't stop.

"Why does life have to be so unfair?" He asked to no one in particular.

Bakura sighed as he was hit his pillow that evening, he was tired. He just got his ass handed to him by Seto. Marik was yelled at to but he was lucky, he got Atem who was way nicer than his cousin. As much as he hated to admit it, Seto was right, as one of the older ones he did have to be responsible, the problem was he didn't want to. He didn't want to be like Seto and Atem who bickered like a married couple, he didn't want that. He didn't want to be like his lame ass father who only cared about his hotels. He just wanted to be himself is that too much to ask? He would have gotten his answer but there was a knock on the door. He opened it to see his two most favourite people in the world.

"What do you both want now?" He said bluntly.

Atem responded first, "To talk."

"Didn't you do that the whole day?" He asked sarcastically.

Seto spoke up this time, "Yes and we're still not done. So let us in or we'll do it for you."

He didn't question that threat so he just opened the door wider for them. They walked in as Bakura went back to lying on his bed. Seto looked out the window and Atem sat down on the chair. There was an awkward silence for a few minutes.

"Sorry for yelling at you like I did," The brown haired boy said.

Bakura almost jumped up, "I'm not dreaming am I?"

"No but I can knock you out," He replied.

The Egyptian sighed, "Now Seto, what did we just finish talking about?"

"It's hard to listen to that when he's acting like a child," He said.

Atem gave his cousin a look, "Like your acting mature yourself by saying that."

"Why can't I ever win against you?" Seto asked.

He smirked, "Because you wouldn't know what to do with yourself."

This made Bakura laugh.

"Just you wait, your still not off the hook," Seto said.

Bakura frowned, "Fuck my life…"

"You already did that yourself," Atem said.

So what do you think? I WANT TO KNOW!

Translations:

Da= Yes

Pryvitannie= Hello

Privet= Hello

Darahi= Dear

Ty pavinien być pa-čartoŭsku žartuješ!= You got to be fucking kidding me!

I just want to give a special thanks to RyouandBakuraforever for being the first reviewer ever and for the constructive criticism. I am so considering asking you to edit something of major importance for me. Seriously. Another thanks goes to Sezthekitty for the most funniest conversation about my story. I have never laughed that hard while reading something. Just because I'm corny I want to thank all of those who reviewed. You are wonderful and please keep it up.

I also have a question to pose to you all. I got attacked by a plot bunny involving Ryou. So I want to know: Should I use this plot bunny for explaining Ryou's past or making it a different fanfic? As much as people might want Ryou to have a past where he's a abused or raped or anything involving violence, I think it's over done. Don't get me wrong, this plot bunny is making it dramatic but nothing to the extent to were he's all traumatized for life. LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK!

The next time we see each other I will be baking pie. Yes, this culinary school graduate is baking PUMPKIN PIE! I'll tell you how it comes out.

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Sincerely,

SanguisRubeus