(Koobre: Sorry for the short chapter last time. Because I got a lot of reviews last time, I'm uploading another. To add to that, this is 5 & 6 combined. Please enjoy!)

I DO NOT OWN YUGIOH

Joey led them through the crowded street and out of the business part of Domino. The two continued to walk until they stopped outside an arcade where two people stood waiting. One had long white hair and dark brown eyes while the other had sandy blonde that spiked out in all directions with dark lavender eyes.

"Malik! Bakura! I brought him!" The two looked over at them.

"Wow, you weren't lying." the sandy blonde spoke

"Joey stopped in front of the two with Yami at his side.

"Guys, this is Yami. Yami, this is Malik and Bakura." Joey introduced, pointing to the respective person.

"Hey." Yami greeted

Bakura and Malik didn't say anything. They just looked at Yami as if sizing him up. Beside him, Joey shuffled his feet as the group stayed quiet, an awkward aura hanging around them. Soon Malik broke the silence.

"They really look alike." He commented

"Can he fight?" Bakura asked in a serious voice.

Yami nodded,"Yes I can. Saved Joey from a few attackers a few days ago."

Malik laughed,"So that's how you met! Geez Joey, your losing your touch!"

"I was doin' fine. Yami just came an' helped me finish them off." He fumed

Yami and Malik laughed as Joey ranted. It was then Yami realized that Bakura was still watching him carefully. Although Bakuras' eyes held emotionless eyes, he could see one emotion seeping through. Was it... worry? Bakura noticed Yami starring at him and looked away.

"So we going to do something or what?" asked Bakura

Everyone looked at Bakura, not expecting him to have asked. After he rolled his eyes at their suprise, everyone looked at the noisy building beside them. Malik smirked.

"I can't wait to beat you at every game in here!" Malik declared at Yami who smirked back, accepting the challenge.

"You're on."

With that said, all four walked into the arcade.

~A while later~

"How? How are ya so good?"

The four of them had spent hours playing and re-playing, every game in the arcade. No matter what game Yami played, he won. This caused the other three to try and beat him, but they never got close. When they finally gave up on trying to beat him, they all retreated to the small bar in the back.

Yami smirked,"Guess I should have told you that from where I come from, I'm the King of Games. Although... for awhile, I had tied that title with another. I never saw him but...""Are you sure you don't want a drink Yami? They have a good selection of beer here." Bakura asked for the third time.

Yami shook his head,"No, I don't drink anymore."

"Why? Did you taste the worst beer of your life or something?" Malik joked

"No, it's just... while I was drunk, I did something that I had no right to do."

"Let me guess, you sexually assaulted someone?" Bakura halfheartedly guessed although when Yami stiffened, they knew that's what happened.

"Hey, it was stopped before it could go that far." Joey spoke up, seeing Bakura tense as well.

"Yami." Bakura called in a restrained voice, gaining everyone's attention.

"Does the name, Yugi Muto sound familiar?"

"I feel like I've heard it once but, no, I don't know that person. Why?"

Bakura gripped his beer bottle tighter, turning his knuckles white. He looked he was about to explode and start yelling. Right as he opened his mouth, Joey and Malik shot out of their chairs and covered his mouth.

"Umm... should I be concerned?" Yami eyed them questionably.

"No, it's just that Fluffy over here doesn't know when to keep shut -Hey!" Malik removed his hand when Bakura licked it.

"I don't see why you guys are so jumpy about it. It's not really going to make a big difference." Bakura said as he pushed Joey off him.

"Yeah, but still.." Joey protested

At this moment, Yami felt a little left out. Was he supposed to know this person? Why won't they tell him if it's not that important? Yami sighed and glanced at the clock. 9:50 p.m.. He slide out of his chair and turned to the other three.

"I have to go now." He stated

"Seriously? We still have the night to go through. Why not waste time at a club?" Malik suggested

"Sorry. Yami doesn't do clubs eitha." Joey said

Yami looked at Bakura who was still holding his glass in a tight grip. Bakura looked up and made eye contact with Yami. The two just starred at each other until Joey spoke up.

"Hey, how about we walk home with ya?"

"Yeah, that way we know what house to break into." Malik joked

"I don't think I have anything worth stealing."

The group payed for the drinks and left. They talked about random subjects that came to mind as they walked. Soon they were walking on the dirt path outside of Domino. The further they walked down the path, the more reluctant Joey, Malik, and Bakura became. Yami noticed this but didn't say anything on it. The house had just come into sight when the three stopped.

"Ya live here?" Joey gaped. Yami nodded.

"Are you related to Kaiba?" Malik asked shocked

Yami turned to them and smirked.

"Yeah, I'm his cousin."

"Are you serious? Only people related to him can live up here." Bakura asked not believing him.

"Yes, the tall, cold blooded, CEO of Kaiba Corp., is my cousin."

"Wow. I was not expecting that. See ya tomorrow Yami!" Joey shouted and they left.

~The next Day, Somewhere in Domino~

"Don't go too far okay? Oh and don't go to that club you try to sneak off to!" A deep voice warned

"Why? Nothing bad has ever-" A single glare from the taller told him to shut up.

The taller walked over to the other and forced him to look up.

"Never. Disobey me." He sneered

The smaller flinched and the stare and quickly nodded his head. At seeing his head nod, the taller released the others chin and walked away. As soon as he was out of sight, the smaller shivered and turned away.

"One night won't kill you." He muttered then walked away.

~Elsewhere~

Knock,Knock,Knock,Knock

Yami looked at the door from his place on the couch. When the knocking came again, he stood up and walked over to it. He opened the door and saw Joey holding his hand up to knock again.

"good thin' I picked the right house."

"Did you almost knock on the wrong door?" Yami asked amused

Joey laughed nervously "I kinda already did. Let's just say, they didn't like being bothered."

Yami chuckled at the thought of what could have happened.

"Anyway, we have decided to invite you to hang out."

"Where?"

Joey shrugged,"Don't know. Where ever sounds interesting."

Yami looked at him, waiting for a different answer. When he didn't get one, he nodded,"Okay. Let me just get a few thing first."

He disappeared inside before opening the door again a minute later.

"Let's go."

The two met up with Bakura and Malik at the end of the dirt path, right before you stepped into the actual city. When they all grouped up, they walked into the city passing many buildings, but not stopping at any. After hours of walking around the city, stopping only to get lunch, the sun started to set and Yami started to get suspicious.

"Where are we going?" He asked

Malik smirked at him,"Don't worry about it."

Yami got the feeling that if Malik said that, this is something to worry about. Before he had any more time for second thoughts, they reached their destination.

"Here we are. The Midnight Howl." Malik announced

"No."

"Come on. Just this one last time an' we'll never take ya again." Joey looked at him with pleading eyes that reminded Yami of a dog.

Yami thought fast. He really didn't want to go in. But this could be his last time. No, he couldn't go in. He had to think of a way out. An excuse came to mind and he used it without thinking.

"But... I.. I don't want to go in looking like this." Wow. That was stupid.

This seemed to be something that the other three were hoping to hear for they smirked at him.

"We can help with that."

~In The Club~

"No."

"Why won't cha come out?" Joey asked

Bakura sighed and left the area of the club that they were waiting in. After they got in the club, they led Yami to a room that looked like a mall changing room. Articles of clothing hung on hangers at one end with a note saying that you had to pay for the outfit if you kept it. Once they shoved him into a dimly lit stall, clothes were tossed over the door. Three outfits latter, and he definitely knew this was a terrible idea.

"You know what, I'm fine to wear my other clothes."

"Nope. You have to wear one of those outfits."

Malik opened the stall door and pulled Yami out into the open. he was wearing a dark red leather vest-shirt that was unbuttoned at the top, exposing a bit of his chest. Short black shorts left a lot of his slender legs exposed with only leather ankle boots to stop the pale skin. On one of the front belt loops on his shorts hung two silver chains that reconnected with a belt loop in the back. Adorning his left bicep was a leather belt and a black chocker hid under the raised collar of his vest-shirt.

Joey whistled,"Wow. Ya might be breaking some hearts tonight."

Yami glared at Joey as he was pulled into the crowded club by Malik, grateful that the low lighting hid his faint blush. The large room was full of people illuminated only by the rotating, colored lights. No other source of light was on, making the sides of the room darker then the rest. A DJ sat on a raised platform where green lasers shot into the crowd as well a smoke machines that had a steady flow of smoke flowing to the floor.

Looking around, they found the glowing of white hair sitting in one of the curved booths along the side of the room. Joey, followed by Malik and Yami, pushed through the crowd over to Bakura. A few stray eyes followed them, but the all mainly landed on Yami who stiffened under the gaze.

"Alright Yami. All you have to do is stay in the club for as long as we do, then you don't have to come to any clubs anymore." Bakura half shouted,"You don't have to do anything, but stay."

Yami nodded and the night began.

(Koobre: This wasn't as long as I was hoping. I'll try harder to write longer chapters. Please Review.)