"Urg, I can't believe that it is raining today. I mean why is it even doing that, we are in dry season here?" Ryou complains, gaining the attention of a couple of her friends. The group looks at her with a raised eyebrow, as though all of them are silently asking her to answer their question.

"Rainy season, where it'll rain and dry up just as quickly, in this part of the world there are only two seasons, rainy and dry. The fact of the matter is that rainy season ended in November, so why do we have to suffer with the rain. Damn it, we should've done something yesterday, why did you guys have to be so grumpy?" Ryou almost whines as silence encases the room.

"Ry, a group of us went to the beach yesterday." Joey explains softly, and Ryou cocks an eyebrow. She was out of her room by at least one, so when did they have the chance to go, and why wasn't she invited?

"We also went shopping, which is what you saw on the note." Serenity says when she sees the other girl's pain. It isn't really a fair thing for them to be excluding people in the group, and truth be told, the beach trip was completely random. Some girls and guys had walked up to them and invited them to hang out. They were British, so, most of the speaking was done by Joey, which wasn't a good thing because to that group of people, the New York accent was just annoying.

"Yeah, we met a group of British assholes, trust me Ry, it was better that you didn't come." Joey says, remembering Ryou's soft British accent and the fact that the group had gotten into a fight over which place is better, Britain of Japan. Damn those British kids are stronger than they look.

"Um, okay," Ryou says softly, her eyes shooting over to the couch. A small sigh escapes her lips as she looks back to her friends, a questioning look forming on her face. "Hey guys, we should play a game, and no, not a duel." She adds sternly at the end, glaring at the four people who were already grabbing their decks from where they always kept them.

"Oh, oh, I know, we can play truth or dare!" Mokuba exclaims, and people start murmuring in agreement before Bakura shakes his head.

"Excellent idea Mokuba, but I am sure we can improve on it so that not everyone chooses Truth. Let's change it to dare or double dare. If you chose dare and you are given a dare you don't like, then you don't have to do it, however, you have to say something embarrassing about yourself, or something embarrassing that you have done. If you chose Double Dare, then we are allowed to give you even the most insane dare, and you have to do it. With double dares there are no limits, simple as that." Bakura explains, his arms crossed over his chest and a confident smirk placed on his lips. There is silence in the room for a few moments before everyone sighs, knowing that Bakura would eventually get what he wants in the end regardless of their choices now.

"Fine Tomb Robber, and I take it that you want to go first." Yami says and Bakura smirks.

"Actually, I don't really care, I just don't want to play a boring game in which everyone chooses truth, so Pharaoh, since you are so high and mighty, why don't you start it off for us." Bakura says with a slight tilt of his head, that normally, would look innocent, but on Bakura it is a bribe, a dare within itself.

"Okay, fine, Joey, dare or double dare?" Yami asks, looking over at the blonde with a Brooklyn accent. Yami looks perfectly calm, but anyone with a sharp eye (Seto and Bakura) can see the calculating look in his eye.

"Double dare me!" Joey says, and an evil smirk breaks onto his face, causing Joey to flinch a bit.

"Fine then, I'll even be nice. Give one girl in this room a lap dance." Yami says, and Bakura is mildly impressed. Of course it would have to do with sex, he isn't that creative.

Joey turns a deep shade of pink as she stand up and looks at each of her friends, trying to analyze which one would be the least awkward.

Serenity is his sister so that is just straight up wrong. Isis is Marik's sister, and well, that is just awkward. Miho, well they used to be close friends, but things happened and they didn't speak for a while, so that's strange. Anzu is, was, his best female friend, and well, she would probably kill him. Yugi used to be his best friend, so that would be strange. Uh, Marik and Ryou, true they are both bisexual, but we don't speak much, that just leaves Mai, who was my first crush.

She makes her way over to the girl and plops down into her lap, much to her surprise. Joey immediately starts moving her hips in as teasing way as she can, saying that she isn't the dancer type; the younger girl's eyes are shut tightly, though she can hear the wolf whistles and cat calls. Mai leans forward and wrap her arms around Joey's waist, laughing into the girl's ear though this entire thing is a joke. After a moment Joey stops and moves back to my seat by Seto, who immediately pulls the girl onto his lap and wraps his arms around her waist.

"Ok, my turn. Duke, dare or double dare?" Joey asks, and the fact that Joey is sending wary glances at her sister doesn't calm anyone.

"Dare," Duke says, and Joey smirks looking over at one of her closest friends as a plan to get the two away from Serenity forms.

"Go make out with Honda," Joey says with a cock of her head toward her friend for emphasis.

Duke pales and looks over at Honda who is now pointedly glaring at Joey. The male sighs, "Serenity and I had sex once." Duke says, using the secret instead. Serenity flushes as Joey turns red and tries to grab Duke, only to have Seto tighten his grip around the girl's waist.

"I liked her first!" Honda huffs, turning away and pouting, only to have Miho smile at him. Honda flushes for a moment before regaining his composure and glaring at Duke.

"C'mon moneybags, let me at 'im. What if it were Mokuba," Joey screams, and with that Seto releases the grip and Duke is harshly tackled and pinned to the ground. Joey then raises her hand only to have her and grabbed. The male turns and looks up to see Serenity holding his hand, tears in her eyes.

"Please Joey, don't do it, it was only a one night stand, I…I don't like him," Serenity says softly. Joey looks up at her sister and sees the pleading bluish-gray eyes looking down at her, Joey sighs as she looks down at the boy she has pinned to the floor, but then looks back at Serenity. She sighs, getting off of the male and slowly making her way back to her seat.

Duke then looks around and notices that Bakura is looking off into space, his arms idly wrapped around Ryou. Hmm, there should be a way to get back at these bastards for hurting his friends, shouldn't there?

"Yami, dare or double dare?" Duke asks cocking his eyebrow a bit.

"Double dare," Yami says, not wanting to appear meek in front of the other yamis. They would never let him live this down.

"Go French Bakura," Duke says, and Ryou easily slides off of his lap and pats it for Yami, an innocently evil smile on her face.

Yami cautiously stands up and slowly makes his way over to where Bakura is seated and slowly slides onto his lap, straddling the albino teen. He wraps his arms around the older male's neck, leaning in to kiss the albino teen. At first, Bakura is completely still, however, when Duke yells, "Bakura, a French requires two people," Duke proclaims, and slowly Bakura wraps his arms around Yami's waist, pulling him slightly closer and deepening the kiss.

Tongues invade mouths and fights start up between said owners of the tongue. A small moan escapes Yami's mouth causing everyone's eyes to bulge, eyes bulge larger when there is a small buck of Yami's lips.

Yugi in the background starts pouting and Ryou slowly makes her way over to the girl and hugs her. Yugi hives her friend a small smile before wrapping her arms around Ryou and moving to sit on the whitenette's lap.

"Does anyone notice how Ryou gets anyone and everyone to like her?" Mariku asks, and the girl scoffs.

"I do not!" The girl huffs. "Only certain people like me, and I don't even know why they like me, I mean I swear to Ra I am a curse." Ryou whines.

The two finally break apart, Yami gasping for air, and Bakura simply smirking.

"Well, well, Pharaoh, I never knew you felt that way." Bakura teases with a smirk. Yami glares at the man, though the glare is very half-hearted, and no one can take him seriously with that dark blush covering a good 90% of his face. Yami looks away, and immediately he looks over at Yugi who is in Ryou's arms, Ryou stroking the star-fished-shaped-haired girl's back. Ryou looks up at Yami, though the girl isn't mad, in fact, she offers the male a small comforting smile.

"Aibou, can I-" Yami starts, only to be cut off by Ryou.

"Yami, let me speak to her first," Ryou says, standing up and tugging Yugi to follow her. Yugi looks up at the girl tears in her eyes and the two quickly exit the room.

Silence ensues as everyone's eyes go downcast, trying to avoid Yami's eyes. Bakura of course, just turns to Seto and the two of them start speaking in hushed voices, Joey every now and then adding words to the conversation. By the end it seems the three have reached some sort of an agreement, and Bakura's eyes simply glance over at Marik and Mariku.

Marik at first is about to glare and curse the male out for doing what he has done, but then there is another distinguishable look in his eyes that stops Marik from saying anything: confusion.

The door opens and Ryou walks in first, a silent Yugi behind her. Ryou's face is so impassive that it can pass off as Bakura's, while confusion is etched onto each and every one of Yugi's features.

"You guys need to sort out your feelings," Honda says, and Bakura smirks.

"For the most part, I have, the Pharaoh is fun to annoy and play with his feelings, besides that, since someone is glaring at me – a glance over at Ryou who's eyes are narrowed dangerously – he is a pretty good duelist, though everyone knows the shrimp is better." Bakura says, with a simple shrug of his shoulders. Ryou gives him an innocent smile.

"Hey guys, we can sort over this stuff later. As of right now, can we continue with the game, I don't want any more depressing stuff to happen." Yugi says, her normally large amethyst eyes that much larger.

"Fine, Marik, dare or double dare?" Yami asks, looking at the girl who is currently glaring intently at him.

"Dare," Marik says, with much defiance, as though the teens were simply playing truth or dare and double dare wasn't an option.

"Hmm, go give Duke a blow job," Yami says, and once again Bakura rolls his eyes. This is also when Yami realizes that he is still seated in Bakura's lap, yet the other yami isn't holding him. Should he move now, or would that just look strange.

Yugi slowly moves herself so that she is sitting in Ryou's lap. Two could play at this game, and there was a huge possibility that she would win, because it's quite obvious that for her and Ryou, the emotions aren't faked, but then again, were they even faked on Yami's part?

"Okay, so something embarrassing about myself, hmm, Mariku and I never use protection…" Marik muses, though no one is honestly shocked.

Ryou gently moves Yugi off of her lap and moves to grab her sandy blonde friend's arm. She then drags the girl with her into the bathroom, and once again all is quiet.

"We are never, ever, playing this game again," Yami muses, and Yugi nods in agreement.

With Ryou and Marik

"Dammit Marik just pee of the fucking strip!" Ryou yells in a whispered tone.

Marik looks at the strip in her hand and sighs. The girl pulls down her undies and squats over the toilet, staring at Ryou who is leering right back at her. The girl pees, though with not the best aim, saying as some of the urine ended up on her fingers.

The girl flushes the toilet and moves to give Ryou the strip, Ryou simply looks at the girl like she is crazy.

Marik sighs as she waits a little, and then slowly, the green plus sign appears on the paper, and tears start to fall from the girl's eyes. "Oh my Ra I'm pregnant," she whispers.

Ryou simply glowers at her and motions for the girl to put the strip in the garbage and wash her hands. Marik does so and the two exit the bathroom in silence, and that is how everyone knows the results.