Disclaimer: If I had a banana for every Yu-Gi-Oh copyrights I owned, I would be one unhappy monkey.

A/N: In lieu of several messages and comments, I am continuing this story until I can find a better stopping point. This will be good as it will annoy my boyfriend, which will teach him a valuable life lesson via endless updates. Mwahahahaha!

The studio apartment was dark and quiet for all of negative 3 seconds before Melvin burst through the door, followed closely by Ryou, who was followed by Bakura and Marik. "So are we taking the bed or the pull-out couch?" Melvin asked as soon as he returned from the bathroom.

Bakura scowled as he crossed his arms. "You are not staying here. You have your own bodies now – find yourselves an apartment to share and leave us the hell alone."

"Now Bakura," Marik scolded, "It's late and our guests just got back from a very exhausting, transcontinental trip. I think we could put them up for one night. Besides, you wouldn't be saying this if you weren't so grouchy from your lack of sleep. Go and curl up on your pillow. I'll get the sheets for the pull-out couch."

Bakura groaned in defeat and stomped into his bedroom. "If you want them to stay, you better put out tomorrow."

"Put out tonight," Melvin suggested, nudging Marik. He hooked his boom box into the outlet and began browsing through the local radio stations. "Ah, yes! The Karaoke Station; my favorite. Let's see if they have any good songs I can parody. And since it is after 4 am, I will be able to make stuff up off the top of my head without lag. Ryou, come join me."

"Um, okay." Ryou sat down cross-legged beside his boyfriend and waited for a familiar song to pop up.

"Calling all duelists. Calling all duelists. If you are a duelist and have a significant other who is also a duelist, then you need to get your butts down to Pier 106 for the first annual couples tournament!"

"Friggin' commercials," Melvin cursed. "As if anyone would want to duel in pairs."

"Sunbathing, soul mating, and snow cones! We've got it all."

"Snow cones! We are going on that cruise."

The advertisement ended, and "Love the Way You Lie" by Eminem started playing. "Oh, I know this one!" Ryou exclaimed, and began singing:

"Just gonna sit here and sing a song
And hope my boyfriend doesn't keep me up for long.
Just gonna lay down and fall asleep
And dream about my Melvin murdering the sheep.
He should sing me to sleep."

Then Melvin took over:

"I can't tell you what I really feel;
I can only sing you a lullaby.
And somehow I wanna cuddle you tonight.
I can't dream without dreaming about your face.
And that's twice it feels nice to sink into your grace.
High off your love, drunk from your smile;
I know it's not my style, but I love you the more we sit here, let's sit a while.
And right before you lay your head down, I will not deny you
My hugs, sweet Ryou; yes, I love you.
Wait, what you doing?"

Ryou: "I'm sleeping, boo."

Melvin: "No, you can't. Wake up. I'm not finished yet.
Here we go again.
I am insane, but when I'm holding you, I'm holding fate;
I'm calmer then, like the wind took a nap; you cleared my slate.
But when you're gone, I'm crazy. You will never let me snap.
What's that mean? You are all I'll ever need.
You're asleep on me, curled in my arms under my chin.
And now I'm falling fast again."

Melvin's voice faded as he closed his eyes and passed out on the floor with Ryou nestled in his arms. Marik quietly turned the radio off and crept into his bedroom, slipped under the sheets, and drug Bakura into the middle of the bed where he proceeded to snuggle with the bemused Brit. And at long last, the Ishtar-Bakura clan had peace.

A/N: And now it's 5 in the morning. I think I'll go to bed soon. Next chapter will be a sing-off, as suggested by lizy42100. Thanks for the ideas and comments, everyone!