Her Sweetness: Hey guys. You're in the middle of the Marik and Malik Birthday Update Marathon. Please take note of the fact that I'm going all out today with extra long chapters, we must celebrate with style!

Enjoy!

Rascals R Wee

Chapter 7:

The Domino City airport was completely crowded. But then it always was at this time of year. At the beginning of summer, people all over the country were trying to go on vacation and get there soon so they would no longer have to worry about jobs or bosses… or affairs with their bosses at their jobs.

But three young people were not sneaking around said airport seeking an escape from those things. They were off in search of a Wizard. And no, not the wonder Wizard of Oz.

The three chibis had made it inside the large, dome-like airport and were on the first level in the lobby where people walked back and forth in a hurry and the boys were under one of the benches, watching their feet pass by. Marik nodded to his fellow yamis, signaling that it was time to get going.

Bakura nodded and pushed Yami out from under their shelter.

"Eek!" He shouted, dodging falling shoes, "W-Wait a mwinute!"

"Ha ha! 'Ey, Mawik, wets trow somethin' at him!" Bakura cried excitedly to his friend, watching as Yami had to scurry to keep from being stepped on.

Marik shrugged, "We ain't got nuthin to trow at him."

"Sure we does!" He giggled before taking off his pants and tossing them at the confused Pharaoh. They landed right on his head, adorning his wild spikes and Yami immediately settled down, almost as if the fabric of Bakura's trousers lulled him into a sense of security.

Marik blinked, "… Kay…"

Bakura got up and run from under the bench, going out into the open with nothing but a red t-shirt on and squealed while waving his arms at Marik and Yami who had lifted the pants from his head, "Ey, ey, wets go!"

Yami got up and followed the albino as he ran across the room and Marik got up and went along as well. They did manage to get a crowd, what with them being so small and the moms that were scattered around the lobby absolutely died when they saw Bakura's little butt. They immediately dropped their own kids and followed him.

The tan chibi looked back briefly and started running faster, "Ey! Yami, tell 'Kura to pwut his dwamned pants back on! We bein' chased!"

"No!" Bakura cried, hearing what Marik had just said, "Dis is my mwoment of wiberation! I will nwot be siwenced!"

"'Kura…!" Yami shouted, "Seein' your butt's weally gettin' old!"

"Wat'd he sway?"

"He swaid my butt was old!"

"Dwid not!"

Suddenly, all the moms that had been chasing Bakura, Yami and Marik now kicked into high gear at hearing that the young boys could talk. Their own kids had long since been forgotten and were left in the center of the lobby, crying. The fastest mom of the group lunged foreword and managed to tackle Marik. She held onto his stubby little legs, "I got one!"

He squealed, fighting against her grip, "Wet go! Dwammit!"

"Aw, don't worry, baby!" She cooed, snuggling him, "Mommy's here!"

"You ain't my mommy! Wet GO! Wahhh…! Someone hwelp me!"

Yami stopped in his tracks and turned around, seeing now that all the moms were tackling the boy and pulling him in opposite directions, each trying to get a piece. He began to panic, as he usually does in scary situations, and hopped back and forth on each foot. "U-Uh, hwold on, Mawik! 'Kura! Mawik's bein attwacked!"

By this time, Bakura was about seven feet away at the elevator, waiting inside for them. He waved both arms frantically while trying to keep other adults from pushing the elevator's buttons.

"Hurwy up! Dese peoples tryin' ta make da ewavata gwo 'way!"

"But, Mawik—!"

Marik had kicked a woman in the face and as soon as she was off, another took her place, planting a big, wet kiss on the boy's cheek. Yami finally stopped his nervous dance and ran over, helping Marik beat them off.

A man in a business suit looked down at Bakura in the elevator as he stood there, guarding it. He frowned, "Excuse me, young man, but I have a flight to catch and—"

"Ey, shove it, mista! I tink my fwiends' is bein' attacked by your wife!"

"… Really…?" He turned around, "Oh, no, that's not my wife. My wife is at home. That's my girlfriend."

"…"

"'KURA! STWART DA EWAVATA!"

Bakura snapped to attention at hearing his name being called and seeing both Marik and Yami running towards him with a pack of stampeding women behind them, arms outstretched and ready for cuddling and breastfeeding. Bakura's eyes went wide and he had to jump to reach the button for the 3rd Floor.

The doors started to close but the albino didn't think the others would make it in time. As the two doors got closer and closer, Bakura cringed until they were only two inches apart. The women were on their heels and Yami was screaming again. It was then that Marik knew what he had to do.

He grabbed Yami's hair and used all of his strength to swing the chibi by his hair and launch him in-between the two doors as they closed. His tiny body stopped them and he lay on the floor, half way in the elevator and half way on the lobby's carpet.

"M-Mawik, dat hurt…!"

"Well, it wasn't s'posed to feel gwood!" He shouted right before sliding into the elevator, pulling Yami in all the way and the doors finally closed, causing those love-struck moms to hit the door face first.

Yami slid down the door, sighing, "Ah…"

"Heh heh." Bakura smiled, "You gwuys almost got captured out dere!"

"Yeah an' it was your fauwt, 'Kura! Ya need to keep ya pants on!" Marik scrunched up his nose and turned the other way.

"It was a mwoment of wiberation! An' sides dat, it was hot in dere."

"… Wight…"

It was quiet for a moment and during that minute, only the hum of the elevator going up was heard. Yami cleared his throat and motioned towards the tower of buttons on the side of the door, "Wes goin' to fwoor t'ree?"

"Yup." Bakura nodded, "I tink dat's where da fwights to da soudern hemisphere is at."

"You been here afore?"

"Uh-huh, wen Ryou twook me ta Disney Wand."

Yami frowned, pouting, "Ey… Yugi neva twook me ta da Disney Wand…"

Marik nodded sagely, "Dat's cause your ugwy."

"No it ain't!"

Though it was technically already morning when the chibis left, the sun actually rose around 6 o' clock and beautiful rays shown down into the bedrooms of the inhabitants of the East Side. One of the first houses that the little rays entered was the home of a pale teen whose eyes fluttered open when the rays hit him in the face through his Venetian blinds. He yawned, sitting up and looked around before hopping out of bed and getting into the shower.

After about five minutes, he exited the bathroom with a Chobits towel wrapped, loosely around his waist. He was humming the theme song while venturing down stairs and into the kitchen, "Let me be with… Hey, 'Kura, what do you want for breakfast?" He called into the living room.

Since Bakura had been 'immune' to snuggling, he'd been sleeping on the couch in the living room for the past two nights and though it upset Ryou, he got over it. But now, as he didn't hear anything from his young yami, he blinked, calling again, "'Kura?"

Still nothing.

And so, thinking that he had been perhaps killed or hideously maimed by the remote control, he rushed into the living room and looked onto the couch.

"Hey, Bakura, are you…? B-Bakura?" Ryou squeaked when he saw nothing but furniture in the room and he immediately flew into a wild frenzy, shouting Bakura's name and running through the house, looking everywhere that a chibi could possibly hide. Finding nothing, he searched the upstairs and then the grounds surround the house in nothing but his towel.

He rose from under the bushes in front of the house and shouted out, "BAKURA!"

"YAWN." Malik scratched his head sleepily, still half in dream land. He had just been having the most wonderful fantasy about Elvis in a Santa Clause hat. Most of that dream was X-rated and will not be discussed.

He turned over, blinking and muttering, "Oh, Elvis…"

Suddenly, a loud bang scarred him out of his dreamy state and he sat in an upright position on the bed, whirling his head around to see that the window behind his bed had slammed shut. He blinked and asked himself, "Why was that open…? Hey, Marik, did you open the window? … Marik?"

Looking down at the place where his miniature yami was last scene, he gasped. The leather belts and straps were loose and there was no Marik in sight. The hikari crawled to the edge of the bed and looked underneath, "Marik? Are you under there?"

No answer and so he sat back up, pondering this. He took in a deep breath and assessed the situation in his mind, which was what his sister always taught him to do in situations where he thought he might have a nervous breakdown. So, taking in another deep breath, he thought, 'Now let's see… Where could Marik have gotten off to? I made sure those belts were tight so he must've found the unlock button. Where could he possibly go…? Or… where would he want to go? Hmm…'

Flashback:

"Aw, Marik, why can't you be like normal kids and like to be cuddled?"

"'Cause I ain't a kid an' cuddilin' is for swissies!"

"No it isn't. I like to cuddle and I'm—"

"Da biggest swissy I know."

"… You know, just for that, I'm going to cuddle you extra hard!"

"NO!"

"Mwehehehehehehe!"

"Guh! Ugh! Ah, stwop it, Malik!"

"I won't stop until I'm dead!"

"Wahh! J-Jus ya wait an' swee, Malik! I'm gunna go somewheres where dere ain't no cuddilin an' dere ain't no you!"

"Oh yeah? And just where is this No Malik Land?"

"………………….. Jwupiter."

"Heh heh. That's so cute. Well, until you go to Jupiter, you're staying right here where I can hold you!"

"NO!"

End Flashback.

Malik's eyes widened. "Jupiter…!"

Over at the Kame Game Shop, Yugi was getting more than a bit irate. He had been trying to go to sleep ever since his grandfather had come in at around two o' clock, looking for his pill bottle. But now that he was awake he just couldn't go back to sleep. And now he knew why.

It was the dirty clothes that were scattered in piles all over the bedroom's floor. The clothes had built up from weeks of untidiness and the smell was so awful it was no wonder he couldn't get to sleep at night. And this was Yami's month to clean their room but on the day that he was supposed to do it, he got turned into a chibi and Yugi let him get away with not doing it.

But now it was just getting ridiculous. Yugi sat up in his bed and turned to the side, where a lump under the pillow was stationed. He folded his arms, "Okay, Yami. I really need to talk to you about this room. I mean, I know you're small and everything but it really smells. Maybe you could get Little Fruitcake to help you. … Yami? Yami, you should look at me when I'm talking to you, you know. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. Yami. YAMI."

When nothing happened, Yugi pouted and took the cover off of the lump only to reveal that it wasn't his adorable little Pharaoh… it was a skunk.

"AHHH! HEY! WHAT THE HELL?"

Suddenly, the black and white forest animal opened one of it's eyes and growled at the tri-colored boy who was in it's territory. Without any warning, it leapt up and attached itself to the teen's face. Yugi screamed and flailed as he did battle with the animal and fell off of his bed and rolled underneath it and then came out of the other side, screaming for help while trying to get the beast off his face.

Grandpa came by Yugi's open door and didn't even to bother looking side before tying his bandana around his head and saying firmly, "Yugi, I'm going out for a walk."

"AAAAHHHHH!"

"I may not be back for a while, so I left some money for a pizza on the counter."

"GOOD LORD, HELP ME!"

"I'm taking Little Fruitcake, he's desperately in need of exercise."

"MY EYES! MY FREAKING EYES!"

"I would kiss you goodbye, but you have skunk on your face. Make sure to take care of that."

As soon as he had finished saying goodbye to his grandson, he nodded confidently and walked down stairs and out the front door, checking around the side of the shop. He smiled at seeing a white ball of fur curled up by a trashcan.

"Hey there, Fruity."

A large brown eyes opened and his head lifted, 'I thought I said I didn't like that name.'

"Let's roll." He walked over and picked the kitten up, tucking it in the front pouch of his overalls and walking out of the alleyway and onto the sidewalk, looking around rapidly for any sign of… something.

'Just where are you taking me? I can't go anywhere today! I-I have to see a man about some kitty-litter!'

"Shh! Stop all that meowing or you'll scare him away!"

'Who?'

"I'm out here looking for Yami, my great grandson. He's missing, Fruity!"

'Don't call me Fruity! And Yami-Master isn't your grandson, he's Master's—'

Grandpa clamped a hand over the kitten's face, "Shh! Quiet or we won't here him if he's nearby!"

'I can't breathe!'

It was about ten minutes later in the center of Sphincter Ave when, at the same time, three different boys came from three different directs and met in the center of the street right over a manhole. One had a slightly worried and anxious look on his face while another was sobbing uncontrollably and finally, the shortest was looking pretty perturbed and he looked as if he'd just gotten in a fight with a wild animal.

Ryou cried out, latching himself onto Malik, "BAKURA'S GONE! MALIK, HE'S GONE AND I C-CAN'T FIND HIM ANYWHERE!"

Malik patted his friend soothingly on the back as he sobbed and wetted his favorite shirt, "It's okay Ryou, don't cry! If it, um, makes you feel any better, Marik's gone too."

"NO, IT DOESN'T!" He screeched.

The blonde sighed and looked at Yugi, "I'm guessing Yami's gone too, right?"

"Uh-huh."

"… What's wrong with your face?"

"It's skunk season."

"… Ookay…"

"IT ISN'T FAIR! I DIDN'T GET ENOUGH TIME WITH HIM! IT ISN'T FAIR AT ALL…!"

"Ryou, calm down! Listen for a sec! I think I know where they are, all three of them!"

Both Yugi and Ryou looked up, "WHERE?"

"Jupiter."

"…"

"…"

Yugi groaned, "I knew you'd start acting like your yami sooner or later, Malik."

Ryou nodded, whispering, "I sure hope it isn't contagious."

"Stop that, both of you! It's true! Marik told me the other day that he wanted to go somewhere that no one would cuddle him! He said Jupiter and don't you find it odd that your yamis are missing, too? I'd bet anything that they're all up there right now!"

"…" Ryou blinked, "Well… It sounds logical…"

"Oh come on, it does not!"

"Yugi, think about it. These are our yamis we're talking about, after all. They can do just about anything."

"Ugh…" He held his head and looked up at his taller, fellow hikaris, "S-So, what does this mean?"

"We're heading to Jupiter!" Malik raised his hand towards the sky.

Ryou did the same, "To Jupiter!"

They both looked at Yugi expectantly and he sighed, raising his hand as well, " Yay…"

TBC…