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Thank you for the reviews. I'm sorry it took so long to update; I've had some serious writer's block for this story. But it seems like I have my inspiration back. I've also taken the liberty to make titles for the chapters: that way, it will be easier for you to browse through them and have some idea of where you are. Anyway, I hope you like this new chapter.

*Domino Hospital*

"Well," Noah sighed as he watched the doctor place the Mortal Combat disk into the computer, "it was nice having a body again…for a while. Still, I couldn't let Mokuba suffer because of my selfish desires."

"Don't worry Noah," the doctor assured, "we'll get a body for you yet."

"I hope so," he sighed as he laid down on the table.

The doctor hooked up some wires from the computer onto his head. Noah slowly closed his eyes as information was keyed into the computer. After a few more minutes, the switch was complete. The doctor removed the wires as Mokuba opened his eyes.

"I-I'M BACK!" he panted, "thank God! I thought I was gonna be fighting those characters forever!"

Then, he frowned as another realization came to him, "but now Noah's stuck in the virtual world again."

"Don't worry mister Kaiba," the doctor assured, "we'll get a body for him-and this time it won't be a kidnapped child!"

Suddenly, Mokuba glanced at his watch and screeched.

"I MISSED THREE PERIODS!? I need to get back to school!"

*Biology*

Yugi and Marik rushed into class as the tardy bell rang. Rebecca smiled at Yugi as he took a seat near the front.

"Hello Yugi!" she greeted cheerfully, "nice to see you!"

"Nice to see you too Rebecca," Yugi replied with a smile.

"Ouuu! Yugi has a girlfriend!" Marik teased.

This caused a roar of laughter from the class as a look of horror overtook Yugi's face.

"No, no! She is not my girlfriend!" Yugi cried in protest.

Rebecca decided to put an end to Marik's shenanigans.

"Marik, sit down and be quiet!" she ordered.

"Or what!?" he yelled as he crossed his arms.

"Or I'll get your sister down here to deal with you!" Rebecca replied. This caused Marik to immediately take his seat and lower his head. Rebecca grinned, "that's what I thought. Now class, today we will be dissecting flowers. I will allow you to pick your lab partners. There can only be two to a group; if I see more than that at a table, you'll get an F."

"Ugh, I wish I had my Rod," Marik grumbled. Yugi overheard him.

"Saaay, Marik," he asked casually, "what did happen to your Rod?"

"That boob Tristan stole it!" he replied with a growl.

Yugi gasped in disbelief. So the Yami Bakura had been right all along, he thought. One of Yugi's best friends had been reduced to a thief. Then, a thought hit Yugi.

"If he's taking all the items, then he's gonna come after me and my puzzle!"

*In the Shadow Realm*

Shadi now had a Millennium Shield in defensive mode on the field, along with two face down cards. Tristan had one face down card, and a Swamp Battleguard in defensive mode. Tristan drew a card, and grinned in satisfaction.

"I activate Graceful Charity! I discard three cards from my hand, and I get to draw two more!"

Tristan looked at his new cards, and grinned even more, "now, I activate Fissure, and destroy your Shield!"

Shadi gasped as a giant hole appeared under his monster, causing it to plummet into the darkness.

"Now, I activate Monster Reborn, to bring back your Millennium Shield to protect my life points!"

Shadi growled as he watched his monster reappear on Tristan's side of the field.

*Geography*

Everyone stared at the front board as Bandit Keith leaned over his desk with his sunglasses off; looking rather miserable. Keith hiccupped and slowly sat up.

"Oh—hic, kay kids," he grumbled, "I had a little too much too drink during lunch, so we're going to quietly read our—hic, books. Okay?"

The students stared at him in disbelief. Keith ignored them and put an ice-pack on his head.

"I want a two-page report done by the end of the period. It can be on any country you like, but it has to be about America."

"But sir," Bakura asked as he raised his hand, "what if we want to do one about England?"

Keith growled and stood up, "nobody is doing a report on that wimpy, tea-drinking excuse of a country! Do I make myself clear!?"

"That's bloody ignorant!" Bakura yelled, "there's nothing wrong with England!"

"The hell there ain't!" Keith argued as he threw aside his ice-pack, "they wrongfully taxed my ancestors and they have a queen that resembles a man!"

"Your ancestors came from England you bloody wanker!" Bakura pointed out.

"This is going to be bad," Rex muttered to Weevil. Weevil silently nodded in agreement.

*Back in Biology*

Yugi and Marik had decided to team up so they could discuss more about Tristan's recent scheme. Yugi set up the lab area as Marik put on his goggles.

"I still don't understand what would possess him to do this sort of thing," Yugi complained, "it's not like we ignore him. God knows we've tried."

Rebecca came around the station and handed Marik a wilted flower. He frowned as he looked around the room at the fresh-looking plants.

"MISS!" he called, "something's wrong with our flower!"

"Sorry Marik," Rebecca apologized unsympathetically as she walked to her desk, "just make due with it."

Marik grumbled and set it down on the tray. Then, an idea hit him. Yugi turned to face Marik as he chuckled and pulled out a lighter.

"Um…Marik," he asked, "what are you-"

Marik clicked a small button on the side and a small flame flickered from the top. Yugi watched in horror as he placed the lighter near the plant. In mere seconds, the flower was aflame. The other class-mates giggled as a foul-smelling smoke filled the area.

"MS. HAWKINS!" Marik called, "WE REALLY NEED A NEW FLOWER!"

Rebecca frowned and stood up, "WHAT DID YOU DO!?"

"What?" Marik asked innocently as he rested his elbow on the table, "all I did was-"

Marik stopped, for his elbow had hit the dissection tray and sent the flaming flower flying across the room. Everyone stopped and stared as it landed into an overflowing trash can in the corner. It wasn't long before the entire can went up in flames.

The students screamed in panic and ran out of the room as the flames grew larger.

*Spanish*

"Atención estudiantes!" Kemo greeted, and then translated, "Attention students! I am your sub for today! Your previous teacher quit and joined the war in Afghanistan!"

Tea groaned and rested her head on the desk. Serenity looked at her in confusion.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

Tea sat up and moved her hair out of her face, "I am just sick of all these bad guys subbing for us! Ugh, the school district must be desperate!"

"Tell me about it," Serenity muttered, "I miss driving around town with Duke and Miho. Now that was an adventure!"

Just then, Kemo walked over to where Tea and Serenity were sitting. They nervously looked up at him as he smiled.

"Hola!" he greeted, "Me llamo es Kemo! Qué tal?"

Serenity and Tea exchanged glances as Kemo waited for their reply.

"Uh…me no speakie Espanol," Serenity answered nervously.

"WRONG!" Kemo yelled, "no points for you!"

She and Tea bowed their heads in shame as Kemo walked back to the front board.

*Literature*

Mokuba panted as he entered the room. The teacher and the other students stared at him.

"Mr. Kaiba, you're late!" the teacher scolded, "what is your excuse!?"

"Uh…," Mokuba wasn't sure how to explain, "I was…at the hospital…visiting my step-brother. He he he!"

"Well, I hope you have a note to back up that story! But you'll have to give it to me later, because Mr. Wheeler is presenting his poem. Mr. Wheeler, please continue."

Joey cleared his throat, "the title of my poem is 'To Young to Fall in Creeping Death Train'."

The teacher raised an eyebrow as he continued, "Big wheels keep on turning; carry me home to see my kin. Singing songs about the Southland; I miss my Alabama, once again! And I-"

"MR. WHEELER!" the teacher scolded as he stood up out of his chair, "You are in big trouble!"

"What did I do!?" Joey whined.

"Your poem is unacceptable!" he explained, "it is clearly plagiarized!"

"What are ya talkin' about!?" Joey continued to play dumb.

The teacher pulled out the paper out from Joey's hands and began to read from it, "The title of your poem is from three Metallica, Motley Crue, and Ozzy Osbourne songs put together! And the words are just lyrics from "Sweet Home Alabama"!"

Joey leaned back against the board as the teacher threw the paper in his face, "If you do not make a new poem, you will fail; which is something you cannot afford!"

Joey groaned as he went back to his seat. Mokuba sat down next to him.

*Back in Geography*

The other students continued to stare in disbelief as Bandit Keith and Bakura continued their argument. Despite Bakura's usual tendency to back out of fights, nothing was getting him out of this one.

"Oh yeah!?" Bakura yelled back, "at least we don't stuff our faces with those artery-clogging grease balls you can food, and worship slutty girls with fake noses!"

Bandit Keith growled and pushed his chair aside. Bakura backed away as he slammed his fist down onto the desk.

"THAT DOES IT!" he yelled, "I AM RE-DECLARING WAR ON ENGLAND!"

Bandit Keith took a bottle of beer and smashed it on the side of the desk—turning it into a quick weapon.

"PREPARE TO DIE NANCY BOY!" he hollered as he came at him.

"Think again!" Bakura growled in an unusual tone.

Suddenly, Bakura's Millennium Ring reappeared around his neck, glowing. Bandit Keith stopped and stared as the Thief Bakura came back into the picture.

"If anybody's going to perish, it shall be you!" he growled.

Bandit Keith and the other students watched in horror as the room became overtaken by dark shadows and strange spirits.

A/N: The Thief Bakura is back, baby! As for the fire caused by Marik, something similar happened in my class not too long ago: only it involved a wad of hair that happened to be coated with hair-spray. It smelt awful! And Joey's poem is based off from something my friend did; except he didn't get caught. Well, feel free to leave a review, or cast your vote for this story on the new poll on my profile page.