A/N: I can't believe how long it took to write this. I mean, I even have a plan for this story… Oh well, I just hope everyone enjoys this fun-filled chapter. Most of it is just filler, but it is necessary filler!

Flashes of white fled through a darkening forest, one a little bit ahead of the other but both rather fast due to adrenaline. The one barely keeping up had gotten smacked in the head by branches a numerous amount of times but ignored the pain only hoping that Marik, who had originally screamed in the woods, was okay. Bakura, on the other hand, had flashes of the Egyptian being beaten by creeps or rabid animals attacking the boy, every scenario ended with Marik being dead and the scream he and his hikari had heard was his final attempt to reach for help. The albino felt fury raging from his entire being and his eyes stinging from tears on the verge of flowing from his red-brown orbs in an endless stream as he rushed through the woods trying to keep every sense on high alert to find his partner in crime. It was when he came to a clearing in the woods he froze. Ryou, who was not expecting the sudden stop, ran straight into Bakura's back. He backed away from the still frozen Bakura. This had confused him so the albino walked around his yami and saw the scene that left Bakura speechless and even more pissed off than usual. Marik sat in the clearing with Melvin, playing checkers.

"Hi Bakura!" Marik shouted and then looked to Ryou, "Oh, hi Ryou, I didn't see you…"

Bakura was fuming, so Ryou took this as a hint to speak, "Um, what exactly are you doing, Marik?"

"Oh! Well, I was going to get the Slenderman with some nets that I bought. Then Melvin took the nets and said I couldn't have them back until I beat him at checkers." Marik answered matter of factly.

It was then that Bakura finally decided to speak, "What were you screaming for?" He growled through clenched teeth.

"Well I lost… again… for the seventh time." Marik muttered with a look of shame.

Bakura's right eye twitched as he proceeded to shriek, "MARIK, DON'T SCREAM LIKE THAT CAN'T YOU SEE HOW WORRIED I-" Bakura paused, "Ryou was!"

Ryou stood off towards the edge of the clearing and face-palmed while Bakura crossed his arms and allowed his arrogance to be the only emotion seen. Marik was just confused with the albino twosome's opposite reactions, so Melvin simply stood up from the checker board and began, "I would like to be in the contest!"

Ryou snapped up from his position and looked towards Marik's yami. This man who wanted to partake in the contest to most people looked like an insane Egyptian who suffered from the explosion of a hair gel bottle, but to Ryou, this man was probably his worst nightmare. He had hugs that caused death and had named Ryou his pet, a kitten to be exact. So it was only normal that Ryou was speechless, he did not wish to be rude and deny Melvin a chance in an evil contest but this was someone he feared! Of course, Bakura had his own thoughts to the matter as well, "No, you can't be in the contest Melvin." He started, still fuming mind you, "We have already begun the contest."

Melvin frowned at the news and Marik snapped out of his stupor, "Wait… did you chase away Slendy?" he questioned.

The albino yami's frustration seemed to reach its peak as his face seemed to be turning a whole new shade of red from anger, "YES! DID YOU NOT GET THAT YOU BUGGERING FOOL!"

Marik raced over to Bakura, shocking both Melvin and Ryou, "Remember your blood pressure, Bakura! You need to calm down!" he stated in that foolish way he always mustered in situations such as the current one.

Bakura amazingly took Marik's advice and let out a sigh. Then the said Egyptian proceeded to pull the fluffy thief into a hug the while murmuring, "That's a good kitty."

Melvin's jaw dropped, "He was angry and…" he pointed to them and looked at Ryou, "How?"

Ryou shrugged. "How about we go back to the apartment, we need rest for tomorrow's challenge." He stated, leading the way through the branches.

Marik and Bakura found themselves staying the night in Ryou's apartment. Somehow, in the morning, Melvin was found in the kitchen making pancakes. Marik and Bakura sat at the table in the now overcrowded kitchen of apartment, arguing over something that sounded like Bakura had snoring issues to Melvin who easily silenced them by dropping pancakes that could compare to the size of Kaiba's ego onto the glass plates he had set out earlier. The glass could be heard cracking under the bready monstrosities as Melvin sat down in a seat he claimed by carving his name into it with the Millennium rod. He then began to dig in to the pancake and pour tons of syrup all over his breakfast and parts of the table. Marik and Bakura watched; Marik in amusement and Bakura in boredom. It was about then that Ryou walked in with a cell phone to his ear. Bakura's attention strayed from Melvin's devouring of the mega-pancake and to his hikari. If there was one thing Bakura knew about what used to be his host, he would never do anything impolite. Ryou was talking on the phone before nine 'o' clock. Bakura could not resist the chance, "Hey, aren't you the little hypocrite." Ryou's head snapped up at comment, "Wasn't it you who scolded me for almost a straight week saying how impolite it is to call someone early in the morning and to wait until a decent time to call?"

Ryou, who was rather startled from Bakura's outburst, muttered a quick good-bye into the phone and closed it. He looked to Bakura, took a deep breath and then answered, "Well, I needed to call a friend while she was in town to help me with something."

Marik, who was now interested in the conversation, decided to add his input, "Did it have to do with the contest?"

"You could say that." Ryou answered, sitting down to eat a giant pancake that Melvin placed in front of him.

Bakura was not exactly satisfied with Ryou's answer to the strange behavior he pulled but that thought went to the back of his mind as Marik began to poke his shoulder, more likely to annoy him than anything else.

The four boys finished breakfast and somehow managed to keep the apartment standing, so Ryou led them to the Domino Public Library. The place did not contain many books as it needed to be updated and who would donate money to a library when they could donate money to a company who mass produced card games? But books were not the reason Ryou had made the next challenge take place in this location. It was for the computers. The old computers that were named after different species of dinosaur by the librarians to give visitors the idea of how old, and more importantly, slow the bulky hardware was. Ryou started up the T-Rex and Triceratops for Bakura and Marik while explaining what the challenge would be, "One of the most evil things I've ever seen on the internet is spamming and flaming. I will have Melvin here to tally each of you on who does the most spamming and flaming. All you do is get his attention and he will check the monitor and then tally if you have spammed or flamed. You have two hours, any questions?"

Bakura raised an eyebrow, "Where are you going to be during all this?"

Ryou seemed to be expecting the question, "I'm meeting with the friend I called earlier. Anything else?" Ryou took a glance, seeing no more problems and said go while proceeding to walk away.

Bakura looked over to Marik who seemed to already be on You Tube flaming random videos, "Hey, Marik?"

Purple eyes pierced into Bakura's being, "What?"

"Well, I thought Ryou seemed a bit off today." He stated and then muttered under his breath, "Everyone seems to be a little out of character today…" While glancing at Melvin who happened to be holding a clipboard with an unwavering stare at Marik's monitor.

Bakura sighed and began to spam some site he found. After about an hour, Melvin told them to take a break and he would count the tallies for the first hour. Marik seemed rather confident as he sat smirking in his chair. Bakura decided to ask about it later, as for now, many people had made their way in the building. Quite a few men were on the computers around them but most importantly, Ryou had a group of girls sitting at a table with him. They were writing on a huge sheet of paper. Something strange was going on and Bakura was going to investigate. He was about to get up when he saw tan hands on his shoulders keeping him down. Melvin looked at both him and Marik, "The next hour begins."

A/N: So, who do you think will win this challenge? What could Ryou be up to? Are you going to review with the answers? Why am I asking you all these questions?

I also do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, public libraries, huge sheets of paper used for plotting, or giant pancakes that could end world hunger. However, I do own the idea for this story of complete and utter madness.