A/n Yay for random time skip! Nothing to see here now, move along.

FDFTFE (Final Disclaimer For This Fic EVER) : Seriously, I don't own it.

These past few days had been hectic, Kitty thought as she walked around Domino, trying to find Kitten. But then again, I've been hanging out with Joey for the majority of them. There really isn't much else they could be.

It was early in the morning, and Amanda had just gotten up. Seeing as today would be the day that Marik officially entered the city, and she didn't want to be kidnapped/put under mind control, Kitty would be going with Kitten, and later Kaiba, to watch him duel the mime and then go to rescue the others. All leading to Friends `Till The End.

Which was a good episode. Annoying, but still a good episode.

The girl continued walking, until she came upon a familiar riverbank. The duel was about to start.

Kitty walked a bit closer and sat down. It was a pretty good vantage point, plus Kaiba would be arriving in pretty much the exact same spot once Slifer was summoned.

And if there was anyone that was particularly fun to annoy, it was Kaiba.

~*~

I took a deep breath of air and released it in a sigh. The museum, as expected, had been a drag; I had pretty much stood there while Bunni obsessed over the giant rocks. But now things were going to get interesting at last.

"So…" I drawled, looking over at Bunni. "Now what-Hello!"

At that very moment the Millennium Ring had lit up, probably from the sudden spike in shadow energy that I had just felt, as well as my companion.

"A familiar dark energy source…" Bakura murmured, and I grinned.

Marik had finally arrived.

"Yeah, it's a probably a new Millennium Item or something - let's go find it!" I said. Bunni looked at me, suspicious of my sudden boost of enthusiasm.

"What?" I defended myself. "As if you've never-"

"Hey!" interrupted a chipper voice that could only be Tea.

I groaned, not exactly thrilled at the prospect of a delay - and a rather annoying one at that.

And so I was forced to sit there and act interested as the good guys continued to ramble on and on about the tournament and such. Bo-ring. After about five minutes, however, they left.

I wasn't the only one who wasn't pleased.

"Play your foolish games-" Bakura started, now reverted back to his normal, none-disguised form.

"F-word, Bunni," I interrupted, before giggling a little bit.

"What?" he asked, resigned to whatever insanity was about to spew out of his mouth.

"I'm sorry," I said, calming down. "It's just… The look on your face was so stupid!"

He rolled his eyes and then looked at me. "Weren't you so excited just a few minutes ago to find the Millennium Item that just entered the city?"

"Oh yeah!" I exclaimed, remembering. "Well come on! Let's go!"

~*~

"Did you know that Slifer is 929.6 yards long, Kaiba?" asked a certain brown haired girl, gesturing at the god card that had just been summoned on the dueling field below.

"No, I didn't," said the impatient CEO. Whatever patience he had left was being quickly hammered down by Kitty.

"That's strange, I thought you would," said the girl in a nonchalant manner. "I mean, the Egyptian gods are one of the four things you're actually interested in. And by interested, of course, I mean obsessed."

The only response from Kaiba was a grunt, his eyes being glued on the card game.

"Well, Mokie I can understand, him being your brother and all. The Blue Eyes is a little overboard, I mean it's not like it isn't a bloody awesome jet but just the fact that you designed it after a trading card is a little weird. And of course we have Yugi. I mean, you probably know what his blood type is-"

"It's AB."

Breaking off mid-rant, Kitty turned and stared at him. He did the same after a few minutes, seeming rather surprised at what had just left his mouth.

"Stalker," Amanda said.

"I am not a-"

"Denial."

"Look, there is-"

"Whatever you are about to say won't make any difference. You know his blood type. That is pretty dang stalker-ish if you ask me."

Kaiba sighed. This was going to be a very long tournament.

~*~

"My name is Marik."

"I don't care."

"Well that was kind of rude," I said, stepping out of the shadows from which I had been hiding, listening in on the positively thrilling conversation that had just took place.

"Oh yes, because you're the absolute queen of manners," Bunni replied, gazing at the heavens as if something would come down and rescue him from what was about to follow.

"See?" I asked rhetorically. "Case of point. Somebody needs to go back to kindergarten."

"…Seeing as they didn't exactly have schools in Ancient Egypt, I never went in the first place," the irritable thief retorted.

"That explains so much," I said, as sincere as I could manage, staring at him with wide-open eyes before snapping out of it and returning to face Marik. "So, where were we?"

Judging from the bemused and confused look on Marik's face, I had forgotten to introduce myself. …Crap, I rhymed. Maybe if I replace confused with confuzzled… But that's not a word. Darn. Anyways, this point was amplified by the tan Egyptian saying, "I'm pretty sure that we were in the middle of introducing ourselves."

"Ah, yes," I stated promptly, and then proceeding in doing just that. "I'm Kelsey, and Mr. Grumpy-Pants over here likes to go by Bakura. Even though he should probably just go ahead and legally change his name to Bunni because it fits better, and makes things so much easier on the rest of us."

I got an amused snort out of Marik and a "Hmph" out of Bunni, so all was well. As for my emotions at the time, on the outside I was the perfect figure of calmness. On this inside, I was resisting the instinctual urge to just tackle-glomp Marik on the spot. My thought process was something along the lines of this:

Ok, ok… Just focus on the wall. It's a very nice wall… Let's count the bricks! One, two, three, four- NO. Bad Kelsey! Don't stare at him! Don't even look at him! And especially don't look into his gorgeous amethyst eyes- Wall. Wall. Stare at the wall. Stare at the fascinating wall and ignore the smoking hot Egyptian standing right in front of you.

I just pretty much stood there while they talked, trading insults and facts and – Ooh, Millennium Rod. Shiny. Soon my gaze began to wander, until it fell on the motorcycle. I hadn't noticed it at first, but now that I did… At least I could stare at that without feeling awkward. Beautiful. I had always wanted a motorcycle, but my parents thought they were "Too dangerous." Hah. Can't be any more dangerous than cross-dimensional traveling, can it?

It was at that precise moment that the pigeons attacked. Or at least I think they were pigeons, in reality they could have been any street bird, but pigeons always seem the most… Devious. Those small little birds always have that planning look on their faces, as if their plotting your downfall. Not as evil as squirrels, but close. And by evil, of course, I mean the bad kind.

In all actuality the first hit was pretty amusing. First Marik was talking, and then with a SPLAT there was a white blob where his forehead used to be. He had stopped mid-sentence, and now a very bemused look crossed over his face as he processed what had happened. Two tan fingers reached up and brushed across his forehead, to be held in front of lavender eyes has he blinked once, staring.

Marik then looked straight up at they sky, probably trying to find his avian attacker. I followed suit, and was about to point out how pathetic it was to be defeated by bird when a similar bomb fell, hitting me square on the nose.

By this point Bunni was on the verge of breaking out in pure maniacal laughter. Why maniacal, you ask? Because when it's Bunni, it's always maniacal.

And of course the idiot made the really smart mistake of turning his head towards the sky with his mouth open. I'll give you three guesses as to what happened. And no, "getting hit by a piano" isn't the answer, as much as I would have enjoyed that. But as terms of grossness go, having bird poop land in your mouth is pretty high up there.

While a look of horror and disgust flew up upon the thief king's face both Marik and I started laughing. Hard. And no, it wasn't maniacal. Thank you for asking.

I was having to wipe away tears after Bakura finally finished retching off to the side. I mean, had that been perfect or what? No longer were the pigeons my enemies, they had now become vital allies and the quest to humiliate the spirit as much as possible.

After he stood back up, wiping away the excess stomach acid, Bunni glared at the two of us. As if by script, I looked sneakily at Marik as he did the same, deciding to remark on recent events. "That was…"

"Interesting," I finished for him. Then we both starting laughing again.

After a few more minutes of that Marik somehow managed to produce a towel – I have honestly no idea where he got it – and handed it to me after taking care of his own mess. Cleaning up, I stuck my tongue out at the pouting Bakura before throwing the towel back to it's owner, who caught and returned it to the thing's unknown position.

"So," Marik said, looking at us. "Allies?"

I nodded with enthusiasm, but had to give Bunni a sharp poke of the elbow and he gave in with a mumbled "Fine."

And then the weirdest thing happened. As soon as he said that, it was as if a light switch had been switched on. The best way I can put it is that we all started to glow. I decided not to bring it up, remembering that it had happened in the actual episode and no one besides me was noticing anyways.

I made a mental note to make an editing version of "I'm a Little Teapot" that involved glow sticks later.

~*~

"How the heck did he do that?!" Kitty asked with disbelief and awe in her voice.

"…How did he do what?" said the taller man standing next to her, whose blue eyes portrayed a very irritated mood.

"Jump about thirty feet in the air," she replied, ignoring Kaiba's manner for all it was worth, which wasn't very much anyways.

Then she turned to him and Kitten looking at them both for a second with an air of extreme curiosity and scrutiny. "Hell, how do any of you people do that? Never mind the fact about the holographic monsters in the movie, both of you jump about five stories easily! That's not natural."

They both just stared at her for a moment before continuing on, for once agreeing on something. They had no idea what she was talking about and had started to learn not to ask when such topics came about. Kitty followed after them, now slightly irritated herself that those two idiots couldn't even answer such a simple question.

It was Kaiba, for Ra's sake, it was all but part of his character description to have some sort of rational explanation for everything!

~*~

One word that summed up the moment: Awesome.

Motorcycle riding was even better than I had thought it would be… Made all the more exhilarating by the fact that I was sitting behind and holding onto Marik. Yes, this was friggin' brilliant in every sense of the term.

Unable to resist, I let out a laugh of pure joy as we zoomed down the street. It had been decided that I would go with Marik back to the ship while Bunni would go steal souls or something. I honestly did not give a damn about Bakura at the moment. Not one single blip.

Smiling, I snuggled back against Marik – an act that could easily be pulled off without notice while riding a bike.

A/n I know it was late, I know it's short. I'm currently VERY disappointed in myself. But hey, at least you got an update. Those of you who are here from last year remember that this was around the time I stopped writing. Part of the reason is my dad getting a huge-ass promotion that involved lots of ceremonies and stuff, him being in the Navy and all. And then as soon as that's over we had Thanksgiving and then after that teachers just LOVE to give out tons and tons of work. And then Christmas, bloddy da da. But this time I decided not to give up. I didn't. Here's proof, here's what will bridge the gap that usually fills this time and space in my writing. I managed to struggle through this piece, and hopefully the rest will come more easily.

But seriously, thank the pigeons. If it hadn't been for them then this never would have happened and it's doubtful if you would have ever seen another chapter. And as a bonus here is a short song I wrote that is mentioned in the chapter:

To the tune of I'm a Little Teapot'

I'm a little glow stick, small and bright

Here is my casing and here is my light

Don't break me open or I'll here you shout

Chemicals in your eyes really burn!

…Yeah, it sucks doesn't it? And trust me when I say do NOT put glow stick juice in your eye. It's not fun.

Reconcile and review! ~ Mystic (hey, that probably fits for once!)

P.S. And for those of you wondering, that is exact information that Kitty talks about. Look it up if you don't believe me.

Happy New Years everyone!