A/N: Thank you all for waiting patiently. This is the 3 chapter and I took a while to get to it, plus the typing time…About 2-3 weeks ago I'm went to the hospital to take care of some medical issues so it took a while to update. It's some surgery on my heart, no biggie though. But if you really want to know, r&r or r&pm [the 'r' in this last one means review! n.n] It may update about one or two chappies if I get the chance. If not, gomen nasai!

-Bows in respect then comes up and smiles brightly flashing peace-

Warning: Implied cross-dressing and overall major gay-ness!

Once again, you've been warned! XD

Note: I HAVE MID-TERMS!!!NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Anyhow, on to the story!

I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! And I'm very sorry too, 'cause if I did, I [Mana] would have shown up in the show from season 1, episode 1! With a reincarnate/hikari, of course…you know, like Yugi and Temmie. Hum…maybe I could have been sent from the past to protect the pharaoh…yeah…-nods approvingly-

Chapter Three

The Residence of Ryou and Remu Bakura-Bathroom

Ah…I turn off the shower head as I step out and then grab a towel and dry up. After my encounter with my very 'interesting' ka, I showered, changed and headed into town to by some new accessories to match my newest outfit. However, it rained while I was inside the mall so, by the time I came out the ground was really muddy and…and…and well I tripped and fell head into the mud…Uck!

But then something quite unexpected happened…well besides my new baby-blue tank top and sequined silver jacket being absolutely ruined.

Flashback

Hum hum hum,' I hum just stepping out the mall's main entrance when I feel the earth moving under me and before I know it I'm on my stomach and my face is covered in mud…

'Eeeew…'I say but then quickly close my mouth to avoid MORE liquid dirt entering my mouth. I try to stand but just end up falling on my behind, painfully. 'Oouuuch …'

'You can say that again. You're definitely gonna feel that in the morning, cutie,' said a soft but lively, feminine voice.

Looking up I see an unforgivably beautiful woman about my age and height, with long light blue hair cascading down to her mid-thigh, a well shaped body and the most incredible water-green eyes ever had the pleasure to see, not that I had ever seen anyone with that eye colour. Chocolate-brown melted with water-green and at that instant my breath hitched in my throat. She seemed familiar, the hair, the eyes, her voice…it all seemed familiar. A pale outstretched hand is all she offered and taking the soft flesh in my own I was pulled to my feet. She was a lot stronger than she looked. Although, I'm not heavy at all, I'm about 110-115. Taking a better look at her I note what she's wearing, why? I have no idea. She was dressed in a white spaghetti-strap top with, 'HOTTIE' written on the front in sliver and matching short, fitted skirt and silver boots. She also wore a silver chain with a light blue gem matching her hair and smack in the centre was an inscription or symbol of some sort but I couldn't see it because of my distance away. This also looked familiar. The jacket she wore was identical to the…one…I…just…bought.

It was at that moment that it dawned on me, what happened to my jacket?

'Umm, dude. You can let go of my hand now…' said the woman before me.

I feel my face heat up from embarrassment and I quickly pulled my hand away. 'Oh! Gomen nasai! How rude of me,' I bow curtly and continue 'Thank you for your kindness, I'm in your debt. My name is Ryou Bakura and…umm, out of curiosity have you seen…'

I'm cut off when she holds my seven bags up to me, six in the left and one in her right hand. It was covered in mud.

'Oh…'I say taking them from her, 'Thank you.'

'No problem, I'm Valentine Phoenix .And if you don't mind me asking, but have we meet before? By the way, you have great taste, if I say so myself,' she said pointing a delicate finger towards her jacket. 'Too bad it's been mud soaked.' She continued.

'…Mud soaked…'I repeated terrified.

She nods, 'Take a look for yourself…'

Cautiously, I take a look, yup covered in mud. I sigh. 'Peachy, that there goes an hour of choosing, changing and all…'

'Changing…' she eyed me confused, 'you brought the jacket and tank top for yourself?'

'Oh, yes. Who'd you think I brought it for?'

'Umm, I didn't mean to be nosy but I noticed the wedding band, and well…'

'And you thought I bought it for my wife?'

She nods. I laugh.

'I don't have a wife,' for some reason her face lit up at those words but fell at the next few, 'I have a husband.'

I frozen stare. 'I-I didn't mean to pry…I just…'

'It's not a problem at all, really. You didn't know. Quite frankly if I was I your position I would have thought the same.'

She didn't feel convinced. Then an idea struck out of nowhere.

'Hey, I know,' she looked up at me shyly, through thick lashes, 'why don't you come clubbing with me and my friends, tonight.'

'Really? '

'Sure, they won't mind. Once you're not a 1st class serial killer.

We both shared a laugh and after exchanging cell numbers and addresses, I came home.

End Flashback

Strange, isn't it? Not to mention I have this feeling that I know her; her voice, her hair, her face…her smile. It just brings back memories of my childhood. Well, what I remember of it anyway. I lost my all my memories from the first day of my life-not that anyone remembers that particular day-to my 12th birthday. How in the world did it happen? Well, we celebrated my birthday in a park near my home, I suppose the party was a success but I wouldn't really know, seeing as I don't remember a thing. But that's not the point. According to my Aunt Cecilia-and yes, I mean as in Cecilia Pegasus…That psychopath, Maximilian Pegasus, I'm forced to call 'uncle' is related to me by marriage. I shudder. I still try to deny that fact when even I can-I was running with 'a friend' when we passed over the bridge, I got too close to the end and…well, fell. Head first into the crystalline water. When I woke up 3 days later, I was re-introduced to both my life and myself. The strange thing is that whenever I asked who this 'friend' was no one would tell me. The most they ever told me about my mystery 'friend' is when my cousin, Jacob, said that I should 'just let it go because she moved away and is never coming back.' Then my aunt grabs him by the ear and scolded him about being prudent.

But enough of that, back to Valentine, I would and do most definitely think it's just bizarre. I mean, I know I know her but I just don't know where…Her name sounds familiar though.

My thoughts are interrupted by the sounds of a car screeching to a halt outside. Yup, there's Kura, with his car in the drive-way and all. Damn! I'm not ready yet and if he gets upstairs and I'm not dressed…well, let's just say last time that happened, I arrived 6 hours late for my meeting. Luckily, it was with my bosses, aka, Atem & Mana, and Yugi & Tea.

Quickly, I rush to a photo of Kura and I where I'm sitting in a baby-blue tee and light blue jeans and Kura has his arms around my neck, my hands are on his. He's wearing a navy-blue leather trousers and black tee-shirt with 'BAD BOY!' written on the front in blue. It was taken at last year's carnival. I smile at the picture and take it off its place on the wall right next to the left of the window, to reveal a small safe. I dial the combination and then snatch its only resident, a single key. But this is no ordinary key, it's the key to Kura and I's secret walk-in-closet that is. Walking over to the opposite side of the room there is a picture. It's exactly the same as the picture I just took down on the other side of the room; the only difference is that our positions are switched. He's sitting and I'm standing. I also smile at this one and take it down, revealing a small keyhole. Take a guess.

I push the small, gold plated key in. One second later, the wall comes forward and then off to the left, an oak door in its place. I seize the steel doorknob and turn, hearing a familiar 'click' as it opens. Inside, there is a narrow hallway with three doors. The one on the right is labeled 'Toys' in gold lettering and is full of well, our-mainly Kura's- 'adult toys.' The one on the left is labeled 'FUN' in bronze lettering, and contains all our cosplay costumes. And finally, the one in the middle. It's labeled 'RYOU' in silver and contains all my drag outfits. Yes, every piece of female clothing I own is in that room. All my chains, spaghetti straps, skirts, dresses, halter-back tops, everything…I open this door and quickly attempted to pull on my clothes, it's no use though, and I'm too late.

'Hey, Ry.'

I'm doomed.

I slowly turn around, briefs the only thing separating m from his violating eyes. 'Hello, Kura. How was work?'

'No complaints, except that son of a…'

Any moment now.

'…I mean he's…'

Just a little longer.

'…And then…'

I better brace myself.

'… HE INVITES ME TO PLAY POKER!'

5…4…3…

' … he invited them too, so I said, 'sure…' and then he…'

Wait, something's wrong here…

'…so finally he fucks off, like I told him to, 5 min-ut-es ear-li-er!'

Nani?

'Can you believe it?'

'Not really,' I mutter to myself but he hears.

'You okay, Ry?'

'Yes, I'm just peaches and plums!' I lied, smiling as best and brightly as I could. He eyed me suspiciously and then walked off to change, I suppose.

Well, that was strange.

A/N: Well, what do you think? I think its okay but I'll aim to make the chappies longer! n.n

Sayonara!