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Heres the next chapter! Hope you like it!

Thanks to my reviewers from the last chapter it truly made me happy to see that some people are liking this ^^

I seem to be attracting a few trolls now as well haha.

Don't like it just don't read it simple as that :)


Jou happily walked down the hall with a loaf of bread stuffed In his mouth and arms full of various snacks and sugar filled sweets. Ryou dragging behind, waddling as fast as he could to keep up with his hungry friend.

As they rounded the corner to the reception and their temporary bedroom, He almost choked on his bread. Was that Yami laid out on that sofa? He couldn't see his face but that robe, It was defiantly him. Leaning back at the edge of the sofa, sat a figure clothed in blue and another in purple. Yami did say that Bakura and Marik had returned with him… Was it them?

"Jou? Is something wrong?" Ryou asked noticing his friend stopped mid-stride.

"Um-Nothing" He smiled, shaking his head.

He spotted Yugi and Malik sat in front of the fireplace, a few meters

away from the three taking up the furniture. On his way passed, he looked down at Yami sprawled across the sofa. Was he asleep? It wasn't like him... He looked up and accidentally locked eyes with Bakura, who shot him an icy glare from under his hood and shook his head slowly.

The messy blonde huffed and looked towards his friend plonking himself down next to Yugi, followed by Ryou hissing in pain as he sat legs felt as though they were on fire and itchy as hell.

"The cooks had already gone, so I just went the kitchen and went through the cupboards." Jou shrugged throwing some potato snacks at Malik.

"But isn't that like stealing?" Yugi sighed. He hated himself for saying it but he could feel his stomach growling and his mouth watering, looking at the muffins his tall friend was holding.

"Nah, I mean people were getting food for free here anyway…Im sure its fine." Jou shrugged, passing Yugi the blueberry muffin he caught him staring at.

"Did you find anything for your legs?" Yugi changed the subject, between mouthfuls. Utterly giving in to his begging stomach.

His questions were answered seeing Ryou rub some translucent liquid over his legs, and roll his eyes in bliss as the liquid eased the itching and cooled his legs from the increasing heat.

"Do you need time alone with that stuff?" Malik snickered.

Causing Ryou to blush and throw him a mock scowl.

Malik simply stuck out his tongue before shoving more food in his face.

"Do you want to use it for your arms?" Ryou looked at Yugi.

Yugi had totally forgotten about that. He had been to intent on getting dry and not noticing how itchy his arms were.

Bakura grumbled as he rested his head in his hands watching the four of them happily talking before the roaring fire. He could feel his eyes dropping as his body relaxed at the odd but serene atmosphere of the room, for the first time since he was back he actually felt calm. He shook his head and sat up straight. Hoping to keep himself awake. There was no way he could let himself sleep and leave Marik unsupervised, plus he didn't know what would happen if Raiki decided he wanted to come and torture them some more.

Yami twitching caught his attention. His fists gripped the sofa and he shook his head, teeth clenching.

/AIBOU/ Screamed through Yugi's head causing him to jump slightly and drop the tube of cream he was holding. Yugi took in a deep breath, everything seemed to stand still for a few seconds, the thumping of his heart was the only thing that he could hear as he thought swarmed in his mind.

He growled inwardly and rubbed his head. He was so sick of himself. Why did he keep torturing himself this way. His other self, he was gone and no matter what he was not coming back.

Suddenly Yami loudly gasped awake, catching everyones attention. He swiftly sat up, looking straight at Bakura. Fury present in his eyes.

"Im gonna kill that bastard.' He roared , his voice full of bloodlust, the golden eye dimly shining on his forehead. His breaths were deep as his fists shook with anger.

"Him and that remote, I'm gonna make him eat it-" Bakura acted quickly and covered the pharaoh's mouth before he could continue, earning the thief a questioning look as Yami quickly caught himself, the golden eye fading.

Marik burst out in crazy laughter. He had never seen the usual collected Pharaoh lose his mind like that. It was beautiful…

Bakura's eyes held a intense mixture of shock,annoyance and a dash of panic.

Yami raised his eyebrows, he had never seen his white haired 'rival' give that look before. What on earth could have him so riled up?

"It's a good job your hood stayed on." He whispered through grinding teeth.

"What?" Yami scrunched up his nose as he followed the thief's gaze towards the fireplace. Yugi, Malik, Ryou and Jou were looking towards them. Their faces aghast with astonishment from the outburst.

The Pharaoh opened his mouth but quickly closed it again unable to find words to explain himself. He looked at Jonouchi who was staring at him in absolute horror.

"S-sorry, um-" Yami's voice cracked.

Malik blinked turning to face Ryou "And we're spending the night sleeping in the same room as these guys? I knew they were edgy when we first stepped in here!"

Ryou shrugged "They don't seem that bad, they seem to be minding their own business anyway."

"Are you kidding me? That guy in purple has been staring at me since we sat down. If he doesn't stop soon I swear I'm gonna go over there and rip his eyes out." Marik grumbled.

"No, no you should just leave him. If he wants to be a freak that's his problem." Jou argued.

Everyone raised an eyebrow at Jou's out of character moment.

"But its starting to give me the creeps. I wont be able to sleep like this." Malik replied.

Yami covered his face with his hands and groaned.

"That was smooth." Marik leaned over and taunted.

"QIUET" The pharaoh snapped.

"What the hells going on?" Yami turned to Bakura.

"While you were out they came in, turns out they were late too and they're sleeping in here with us." Bakura explained.

"Its an opportunity! Its just us and them! Theres nobody around to see! Even the staff have gone. Nobody would know!" Marik tried.

Yami looked towards them chatting by the fire for a few moment.

"Wait, you cant be considering this?! You were the one that told us not to from the start!" Bakura frowned.

"He's right though." Yami couldn't believe he was siding with Marik.

"No. absolutely not."

"come oooon, don't tell me you don't want to be with your light again, he's right there a few meters in front of you!"

"I'm not agreeing to anything, but what the hell would we say? ' oh hi everyone! Guess what! We got brought back from the dead and now we're being blackmailed to win this shitty tournament." Bakura growled.

Marik grinned in amusement

"Yeah, I'm not to sure that would go down particularly well."The Pharaoh agreed.


Raiki stepped over the body of the sharp faced man beneath slowly walked into the bathroom whistling a merry tune as he went. Crimson liquid dripped from the knife in his left hand, making a trail behind him. He stopped as he stood in front of a mirror and frowned seeing blood splattered across his face. He wiped knife clean, covering his fingers in the other mans blood and started to decorate the glass with weird shape and patterns, chanting as he did so.

The lights started to flicker and the mirror turned black.

"Raikiiiii" A deep voice bellowed from within the dark mirror "Your late."

Raiki hung his head "Master I-" He attempted to explain himself.

"Silence. At this rate I will have to find a more ' Qualified' vessel. To get me out of this realm." The deep voice rumbled through the mirror.

"No. I will that what you need, I will build up the shadow magic. Please give me a second chance." Raiki begged." I want you to use my body, together we can merge these two realms into a beautiful now world."


Silence thickened the air for a few moments.

"Very well… I will give you one chance to prove your still worthy of me. Make sure you somehow force the pharaoh to use his shadow powers. Then we can start step one of our plan. You have 24 hours to prove yourself. I will not be so forgiving tomorrow." The voice ordered before the lights re-flickered back to life and the mirror returned to its usual state.

Raiki gripped the edge of the sink he was leaning against.

He would have to up his game.

"That's it! Im done!" Malik said standing up, walking towards the robed figures.

"No! wait stop!" Jou shouted.

"HEY! Do you have some sort of problem with me?!" Malik shouted, stood arms crossed, looking angrily and the hooded person sat below him.

Yami and Bakura visibly flinched.

"Whatever do you mean?" Marik answered mockingly.

"You know EXACTLY what I mean. Why the hell are you staring at me?!" Marik fumed. Something about the guy below him agitated the life out of him.

"Its because your so pretty." Marik answered a grin coming to his face.

Malik doubled back, a look of disgust twisting onto his face. "WHHA-"

Yami quickly rose up and smacked Marik across the head. "Please forgive our friend he's an idiot. I'll make sure he wont stare at you anymore."

Malik shot them all a glare before turning around. " Make sure you stay the hell away from us, " He said before returning yo everyone by the fire.

"Your not subtlety at all are you!"