Her Sweetness: Woot. So sorryI'm late, really,but better late than never right? Right?

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Oh, hush.

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Rascals R Wee

Chapter 4:

It was rather peaceful as the hikaris and yamis exited the Sunset Mall and ventured out into the early evening air. They didn't leave right away because Kaiba had enlisted Yugi, Ryou and Malik to help him catch his younger brother. It seemed that Mokuba was on a sugar high and all those European styles had gotten to him so he raced off with a pair of his favorites and wreaked havoc upon the mall for about five minutes.

That is, until they tackled him viciously and wrestled away the lovely undergarments. Kaiba paid for them and off they went, into their limo with ten rather large shopping bags.

Now the boys were walking down the street peacefully, happily talking amongst themselves. The yamis, however, weren't content riding in strollers, in baby carriers and in arms and so they fought with all their might and their hikaris frowned but let them walk on their own if they promised not to run away.

"So…" Yugi eyed his friends and their Victoria Secret bags, "What'd you guys get anyway? I know Malik went in there to get some more underwear 'cause all his got stolen in a panty-raid last week… But you did only get the nessesscery stuff, right?"

Malik coughed, jiggling his bag, "Well, yeah, I got the basic stuff… but, you know Yugi, I got some fun stuff too…"

"Fun?"

"Heh heh… Yup."

Yugi looked at him disapprovingly.

"… Oh, come on! You can't expect me to wear granny panties like you do. A guy's gotta have some adventure!"

"I-I do not wear granny panties, these happen to be boxers!"

Ryou nodded thoughtfully, "I wore boxers once. Horrible things. My stuff always slipped out of them."

"…"

"…"

"… That was some useful information." Yugi rolled his eyes.

"You really should try to keep that kind of thing to yourself, Ryou…" Malik bushed, motioning towards the three chibis walking just a footstep in front of them. They were talking with each other and didn't even notice Ryou's remark, but Malik continued on, "We don't want them to grow up to be… tainted."

"Oh, you're right."

"Hey, wait a minute." Yugi interjected, "That reminds me… Do you think they'll have to grow up all over again? Like, from now till the age where we met them?"

All three chibis stopped their conversation and their ears perked up, as they eavesdropped on their hikaris' conversation.

Ryou gasped, "Wow, I never thought of that! Yugi! For you and I, that'll be like five millennia from now!"

"Uh-huh… Heh." Yugi smirked and raised an eyebrow at the blonde Egyptian who was on the other side of Ryou, "But for Malik, it'll only be like six years."

Malik turned red in the face.

"Oh, that's true. Marik will be totally tiny for like five years and then, like, one day he'll just shoot up! It'll be hilarious!" He and Yugi broke out into hysterics and steam could be seen, jetting from Malik's ears as he balled his fists.

"T-That isn't funny!"

Ryou snickered, "I guess those are the perks of a cradle-robber."

"Too true."

Malik shouted, "Don't you two start that again!"

They both grinned and chanted, "Cradle-robber, cradle-robber, you are just a baby-topper! Ha ha ha ha!"

As Malik proceeded to lunge at the two, arms outstretched like claws, all three of them fell onto the grass of a nearby lawn and knocked over an old lady's pink flamingoes. She came out and began viciously beating them with her heating pad, which was hard. Just like her arteries.

Bakura looked back and shook his head in shame, "Dat's jus sad."

"Oh? Wook who's talkin', the giant bunny."

"Watch it Mawik, I can 'till kick butt!"

Yami came in between the two and laid a hand on each of their shoulders, "Now now, gwuys, dwon't fight."

Marik nonchalantly brushed his hand away and readjusted his sunglasses, "Dwon't touch me, Cutie-Pie."

"… Y-You weally tink I'm cute, Mawik?" Yami's amethyst eyes became large and glossy as he almost floated off the ground.

"… No. I tink yo're ugwy. But dat's okay, it's not yo're fawlt."

Bakura chuckled as a shadow passed over Yami's face.

"Awight, stwop horsin' awound you guys." The Egyptian put his hands on his hips and thought for a second before continuing, "I dun know 'bout you but I'm twired of bein' small! An' I want somethin' done 'bout it!"

Yami blinked, then looked down at his sailor suit and sighed, "Yweah… I know what cha mean. Swince I been small, da cuddlin has incweased tenfold. It neva stwops…"

"Kay. But can we do 'bout it? I asked Ryou and he won't chwange me bwack."

"An' we cwan't use our miwennium items, either. Yugi twook mine, wat bout you guys?"

"Uh-huh. Dwammed hikawi." Marik reached behind his pants and held out a shiny, golden rattle with an Egyptian eye on the front. It resembled the millennium rod, but when Marik shook it, it sounded as if beads were inside. "It's degwading!"

"Wes jus gonna haft ta do somethin' bout this if dey don't."

Yami looked back at their hikaris who were now getting up and getting away from that mean old lady. As they came over, mumbling amongst themselves, they each picked up their respective yamis and began going their separate ways, Yami whispered to the other two.

"I'll twy an' figure somethin' out!" He said with confidence.

Bakura and Marik looked at each other, "… We're dwoomed!"

"Shwut up!"

That was the last they saw of each other as their hikaris went down different ways and each boy was pouting and whining because they were cuddled all the way to their homes. When Yami and Yugi entered the Game Shop, Yugi began to go up the stairs with Yami in his arms, but just before his foot hit the first step, Grandpa jumped out from behind the banister and landed in front of the two, scarring them half to death.

"AHA!" He shouted, gleefully.

Yugi was on the floor, eye's wide and red and Yami was clutching onto his hikari's shirt, crying. Yugi shouted, "Grandpa! What the heck?"

"There you are, my beloved grandson! And oh? Who do we have here? It's Yami! My new great grandson! You'll be like the child I never had, won't you?" He ran over and took Yami who wasn't crying anymore but still confused and blinking cutely.

Yami tilted his head, "Wat'cha talkin' 'bout?"

"AW! Look at that face!" Grandpa pulled out a bunch of things from his large overall pockets, one of which was a baseball cap that he forced down on the chibi's head. "There! Ha! You'll see, Yami, we'll do all the stuff me and Yugi never did! Go to baseball games, scope out hot babes at the beach and watch ESPN!"

"Grandpa, give Yami back to me!"

"No, you can't have him!" He began to cry, "Yugi, I always wanted a son!"

"What about me?"

"Oh you were never sonish. You didn't do anything, all you did was pay with cards all day long and then watch Barney and that was never fun! Yami's mine!"

Yami busted out into tears again.

"NO!" Yugi flew into the air and high kicked his grandfather in the face, causing him to going stumbling back and dropping Yami who was then caught in midair by Yugi. He blew a raspberry at his bleeding grandfather on the floor, writhing in agony and ran up the stairs with Yami under his arm.

It didn't take Grandpa a long time to recover as he had been through a lot over the years and so he got up with great speed and ran after his grandson and great grandson. Yugi, however, shut the door to his room and locked it before Grandpa could storm in and he ran smack into the door.

"Yugi! Yugi, let me in there!" He banged on the door.

"Grandpa, stop that! Go away, Yami will see you in the morning!"

"You're the worst grandson I ever had…!"

"I'm the only grandson you ever had!"

There was no more after that and it sounded as if Grandpa had ventured down the stairs, sobbing. But Yugi, smart as he was, didn't take any chances and kept the door locked and set Yami down on the floor.

He sighed and plopped down in his chair by the computer, "Ah… what a day…"

Yami was on the floor, taking off his baseball cap and his sailor hat, throwing it in a pile with Yugi's dirty clothes. Out of the pile came a little ball of white fur that bounded up and knocked Yami over with licks and snuggles.

"Eek…! W-Wittle Fwuitcake, cwut it out!"

Little Fruitcake stopped and looked at him, 'It's Little Fruitcake. Just because you're all small now doesn't mean you have to mispronounce my name. C'mon, say it. Little Fruitcake.'

"W-Wittle—"

'Little!'

"Wittle… I-I can't say it!" Yami cried and rubbed the kitty's head, "I'm sowry…"

Yugi's ears perked up as he raised an eyebrow, "Yami? Who are you talking to?"

"Aw… Yugi, Wittle Fwuitcake's mad cause I cwan't say his name…"

"… Heh heh. That's so cute, Yami, but Little Fruitcake doesn't even know what you're saying. He's a cat and he's not all that bright."

'HEY!'

Yami shook his head, frantically, "N-No, it's twue! He said!"

"… Okay, Yami, whatever you say." He smiled and picked his yami up and took off his sailor suit and put him in the bed, "You should go to sleep, Yami, it's getting kinda late."

"Bwut I'm not tired! I dwon't wanna go to sleep…" He whined, seemingly on the verge of tears, "D-Dwon't make me, Yugi…"

Little Fruitcake shook his head and hopped up on the bed with Yami, snuggling under his arm, 'You're such a baby…'

Yugi's eyes were big and glistening as he squealed, "Aw, Yami! You're so cute…! You don't have to go to bed if you don't want to."

'… But apparently you know how to get what you want.'

"Hmm… Oh, I know! Hey, Yami, do you want to see what I got for you at Barnes&Noble? You'll like it, I swear."

Yami nodded.

He went to his desk and opened the shopping bag that had the Barnes&Noble logo on the front. After shifting through it, he brought out that same large book that was in the display window. He hopped on the bed, shooing Little Fruitcake out of the way, and opened it up to the table of contents.

"See, it's a book full of stories for kids."

Yami pouted and growled under his breath, "I'm five twousand years owld… I'm nwot a kid…"

"Oh, c'mon. You're really small, you talk funny and your eyes are huge, that falls under the definition of a kid." Yugi patted him on the head, "But you're a cute kid, Yami. Okay… which one do you want me to read to you first? Um, there's Mary Had A Little Lamb…"

"Wead it."

"… The Boy Who Cried Wolf?"

"Nwope."

"How about Little Red Riding Hood?"

"Nuh-uh."

"Yami, you're being stubborn! Fine, I'll just pick one, that way you won't have a chance to say no." Yugi flipped through the book and came to an interesting story that he stopped on, "Alright, this one'll do."

"… Wat's it called?"

"The Magic Wish." He said and cleared his voice, "Um… Once upon a time, in a country called New Zealand, there was a little boy named Taro. Taro was a happy little boy who lived in a cottage with his mother and father. One day, Taro's father caught Taro in his room with his special magazines and… Oh Ra! There's pictures!" Yugi blushed and closed the book before Yami had a chance to realize what those dirty photographs were, "Um, Yami, maybe we should find another story…"

"Nuh-uh, Yugi, I wanna see where dis one gwoes!" He persisted, looking up at his hikari and pouting.

"… Oh, fine… W-We'll just skip those pictures…" He flipped through some more, looking down and flipping again until it seemed the rest of the story was back, "Okay… Um, Taro's parents were so displeased with Taro for stealing those magazines that they threw him in a sack, drove down to the dam and… tossed him… off… What the hell kind of children's book is this? It's violent!"

"Stwop stwopping!"

"… A-After careening down a raging river of death, Taro survived and washed up on a beach. He appeared unharmed as he popped out of the sack and explored the island, looking for anyone who could help him and also for more of those magazines…" Yugi skipped the pictures again, "Though he found no magazines and no people, he did find a small spring in the center of the island which is gratefully drank from. Little did he know that a lemur had peed in that spring and lemur pee is poisonous.

"Taro was on the verge of death, but as he lay by the spring, weak from lemur pee, a bright light shone all across the island. He managed to lift his head and witness a great, white wizard who was dressed in a black corset and fishnet stockings… and had a whip in his hand…" Yugi sighed, flipping threw more obscene pictures, "He told Taro that he was the magical Wizard of Suggestiveness and that he would grant the boy one wish because he thought… the boy was hot…

"Um, Taro closed his eyes and thought for a moment. He knew he was about to die and so wishing for life would've been a good idea. But he just couldn't get his father's magazines out of his mind, so he wished for more magazines. They were granted and two minutes later he died. The end." Yugi blinked at his yami and his yami blinked up at him. Yugi scrolled down the page, using his finger and read, "The moral of the story. Don't get involved with porn, it'll kill ya."

Yami nodded slowly, "Wow…"

"I-I'm sorry you had to see all that Yami, I'll take this book back tomorrow."

"No, wait, Yugi!" He cried and snatched the book away from his light, tucking it under his arm, "I wike it, I wanna keep it. Pwease?"

"… O… kay…"

Yami smiled as Yugi turned off the lights.

"I gots an idea!"

Yami shouted giddily to his companions. It was the next day and the sun was shining brighter than ever which was why the hikaris thought it would be a great idea to take their adorable little yamis to the park. Although the three little ones objected at first, they decided going out would be better than being cooped up in the house. So they ended up going willingly until they saw what would become of them. They were trapped in a playpen that the hikaris set down for them so they couldn't escape.

Today, though, at least they were each in normal clothes, meaning small jeans and a small t-shirt. Malik and Ryou were the first to arrive and so Marik and Bakura were sitting in their playpen, quietly doodling in a coloring book in one corner of the pen.

When Yugi dropped Yami off, they looked over to where he stood and that's when he shouted his statement.

They looked at each other and went back to doodling.

"… Dwidn't ya hear me? I said I gots an idea!"

"'Bout what?" Bakura asked, using a yellow crayon to color in a puppy.

Yami looked around, making sure the hikaris were distracted by each other, not able to hear anything he said. He tiptoed up to Marik and Bakura and showed them what he'd been hiding behind his back, a large, blue book with the title 'Classic Children's Tales'.

"Dis is wat we're gonna use!"

"… A stwupid ol' book?" Marik looked up.

"Yes!"

"… Stwop bein' dumb, Yami, you dwon't make no sense."

"Grr!" He frowned and shoved the book in the boys' faces as they dropped their crayons. "See? Yugi wead dis stowy to me wast night and it had dis Wizard! And he gwave dis boy, Tawo, a magic wish! I bet we cwould ask him to gwive us a wish, too! To chwange us back to big!"

"…"

"…"

"Swo," Yami blinked and lowered the book, "Um, wat chu tink?"

"I tink yo're dwumb."

"I tink yo're cwazy."

They looked at each other and nodded in unison before going back to coloring, "Gwo die."

"Yo're bwoth cwuel an' unusual! I hope somethin' bad happens to ya!"

Bakura stopped his coloring and grinned at Marik who had an identical look on his face, "Mawik?"

"Yweah, 'Kura?"

"Shwall we?"

"Totawy, you get his arwms an' I'll gwab his wegs!"

"No, wait a minute!"

As a bunch of commotion started in the playpen, Malik happened to be walking by, on his way back from the snack machines. He looked down into it and gasped, dropping the chips and sodas. "Marik! Bakura! Stop that!"

Marik was holding down the young pharaoh's legs and Bakura was straddling his torso, holding down his arms above his head with one of his hands and smacking him in the face with the other.

Bakura stopped suddenly and looked up at Malik, innocently, "We ain't doin' nothing, Malik… Jus playin'…"

Marik nodded, his large purple eyes melting his hikari's heart. "Yweah, Malik, wes jus playin' with our good fwiend Yami…"

"Aw! Okay, then, have fun!"

He walked off, smiling and Yami weakly called out, "D-Dwon't weave me…!"

Marik growled, "Swap 'em harder, 'Kura, I tink he's still breathin'!"

"Ra save me…"

TBC…