I hate Mondays

The pairings are Yami/Yugi, Ryou/Bakura, and Malik/Marik

I own anything I see when I close my eyes… I especially don't own Yugioh (maybe it is better that way, or I would only mess with them anyway)

There will be Yaoi, Shounen-Ai, boredom, Yami's kind of out of control (Bakura and Marik's too, but that is normal for them) Anzu-bashing, craziness of a whole school class,(I change the point of view a lot, from Yami to Yugi and back, and to the poor tortured teacher…), OOC, they swear, tread and try to kill each other, there popped up more then one not so innocent idea,

Yami is bored. Yugi is in school and Yami decides to do something rather drastically against his boredom and to distract his Aibou … What?… Simple!… He strips for his Aibou in front of the whole class! (In his spirit form, so no one expect for Yugi (or other spirits!) can see him)
Bakura is also bored, until he finds something to entertain him, too… And Marik will also show up for a visit to cause some havoc… there is no way to think about lesson then…poor teacher.

There are some errors in the story, because YoukaiBraut made the Beta for me, but I added a few things afterwards, cause I couldn't resist it…

/Yami to Yugi/
/Yugi to Yami/ (mind link)
'I think, you think, we think (or not?)'
(Little notes I have to made now or at the end of the story)
"Yelling and screaming"

Hikaris = Light: Ryou, Yugi and Malik
Yamis = Shadow: Bakura, Yami and Marik

And now: On with it

(20. Okt. 2009: I just decided to edit this, since it is not easy to read as it was!)

1. The boredom of Yami

/I hate Mondays!/ Yugi could hear a certain spirits voice beg in his mind.
/They seems to be the most boring days of the whole week. Can't we just leave? Let's play something, somewhere./
The begging was to no avail though. His other half shook his head.
/I'll tell you this once more: I don't have time to play now./
The boy couldn't even remember how many times he had to repeat that sentence today, but the former pharaoh seemed to believe he could achieve his goal just by being stubborn enough.
All this wasted time spend at school could be better spend on him instead!

Yugi was currently sitting in chemistry-class and was, as everyone else around him, bored. They had a new teacher since a few weeks, and the woman was...odd.
She wouldn't touch anything in the room, and every sudden noise almost made her jump out of her skin.
And everything just because on her first day she had apparently forgotten to close a few bottles, leading to the school being closed for half a week for fear of people getting poisoned by the horrible smell.
Now all she did was talk, experiments like the ones the other classes did were out of the question. (1)

/This is boring! Why does she have to talk that much! Your last teacher was much more interesting./
/Yes, but he had a mental breakdown, after too many 'visits' from you, Bakura and Marik in his lessons. And she feared that Room since that accident on her very first day…/
/Oh, right, that…accident…/

Yugi looked up at his darker half, suspicious.
/Right… that 'accident'….you don't know, by chance, how that might have happened?/
/But Yugi!/ Yami faked a shocked expression, which didn't fool Yugi for a second.
He knew him way too well for that.
/What makes you think it was me?/

/I really don't know, maybe it's because you Yamis all seem to have a thing for explosions? It looks like you can't have one without the other./
/That only count for the two maniacs! Don't put me together with those idiots!
As brainless as they are, they try to take over the word for the rest of eternity!
And fail each and every time, even if we don't stop them. They defeat themselves just by being stupid. It's not me or you, they themselves are their own, biggest enemy./

Yami leaned on the windowsill right beside Yugi's table and let his red gaze roam over the silent room:
There was nobody there that didn't look like they were just about to fall asleep.

Actually, Malik was asleep for quiet some time, his head hidden behind a book standing upright in front of him, so the teacher wouldn't see him dreaming.
He snored softly, the sun through the window caught in his sandy-blond hair.
Next to Yugi, Honda and Joey were playing 'Tic-Tac-Toe' on a nearly full paper, and there were several notes and little papers wandering from desk to desk.
One or two of the students were playing with their phones under their desks, and there was more then one table with ever lasting pictures on it now, smiles and names carved in old wood.
Also there were several paper planes flying around, along with pencils and other things, when the teacher didn't look in their direction. Or the teens were just gazing out of the window, yawning and wishing school to hell.
In short: The whole class screamed boredom!
(And we all know that feeling, right?)

/Hey, why don't we leave and play something? Somewhere else?/ tried Yami in his mind, again, as if it was a whole new idea that just popped up in his mind, but the shorter one shock his head determined.
/No, I can't just walk out of class as I please. Otherwise this room would be empty in less then 3 seconds. And every other classroom too./

/But…/ Yugi shook his head again, while Joey turned towards him with a questioning look: "Hey, Yugi, you all right?" he asked when he saw his friend's strange behavior.
"Yes, it's just Yami talking to me." he whispered back with a smile.
"What, he's here? Willingly? Nobody, who is sane would be here willingly! This is boring!"
A sharp look of the teacher saved Yugi from answering.
"As if I didn't know that!" He muttered under his breath.

/Hey, Aibou, do you know where Ryou is? I bet that baka tomb robber is with him.
Like always. I don't know what the poor boy sees in that worthless thief, he always make nothing but trouble./ Yami tried something else.
Maybe the thief king was up for a duel, so Yami could beat his sorry ass once again.

Or Yugi would go with him, just to make sure he didn't get any closer to the baka albino, which was an even better point in his opinion…
/No, and even if I did, I wouldn't tell you! Leave them alone, and give poor Ryou a break.
He has enough to do already with his Dark. Even without you putting him in a bad mood by always kicking his ass again and again in a card game./

/Aibou! Since when do you talk like that! Please stay wide away from that dirty thief and his bad mouth! He's tainting you!/ 'And I should kill him for that!'
/That doesn't matter, just stay away from them! Go play somewhere else. We life in a game shop; there are plenty of games for you!/

/Wanna come and play with me, Aibou? I know a really, really good game for us, we just have to leave…/
/I'm sure you know…/
/So you will try it with me? Please?/ hopeful eyes were turned on the smaller of the both of them, and it was hard to resist the pleading glint in them.

/No, because all the games we play together involves me loosing all my clothes and at the end I'm laying on my back…/ Yugi could see how hard it was for the former pharaoh not to grin, the corner of his mouth was twitching upwards.
/We can play it in a different way, if you want./ suggested Yami with sparkling eyes, now not longer able to hide the wide smirk, and Yugi know there was more to come.

/If you want, you can sit on my…/
"Yami!" Yugi jumped up from his chair and quickly covered his dark's mouth with his hand, as he got a glimpse on several pictures and scenes running through his others mind.
And none of them was very innocent…

"We are in school, you know!"
/I know that, but it seems you have forgotten about it, little Aibou!/
Yugi's eyes widen and he blushed all shades of red as he realized that the others couldn't see or hear Yami.
They don't even know that he was here. For them, he just jumped up and screamed around without any reason.

"Do you have something to say?" asked the surprised teacher, and Yugi shocked furiously his head as all eyes were at him.
"Then maybe you could sit down and let me continue my lesson. And I would also suggest that you should stop dreaming and listen more…"

Yugi sat back and looked down at his desk, wishing desperately for the ground to open up and swallow him whole, as he cut the still grumbling teacher out of his mind again.
/That. Was. Embarrassing!
Yami, please, do me the favor and just shut up for the moment, just take your imagination on a lash and leave me alone until the school ends, because there is no chance in hell that I leave earlier with you!/

/But I want to play something with you! I don't want to be here the whole day!/
/Then go to your soul room, like Marik! Just stay away from anything that might explode or burn down easily!/
/You don't trust me!/ Yami tried to pout, but it didn't look nearly as harmless or innocent as when Yugi did it. More like he was thinking about how to cause more trouble, with his glittering ruby eyes focused on his Hikari.
/I trust you that you will cause trouble one way or another when you're together with Marik or Bakura!/
/That's not my fault!/ Since pouting didn't work, he tried it with pleading:
/I'm bored, I want you to play a game with me!/

/Did you never have a teacher? I bet as a pharaoh you had to learn a lot of things, so you have to know that you can't always just walk away if you don't want so listen to a teacher!/
/When the pharaoh wishes to leave, the pharaoh will leave!/
/Fine, then leave, I see you after school. But the Hikari has to stay here!/
/But Yuuugiii!/ protested the pharaoh.
/ But Yaaamiii!/ said Yugi in the same tone, imitating his other.
/You're stubborn, Aibou!/
/-said the one who is begging me the whole day to leave with him to play!/

/I'm not!/
/You are!/
/Are not!/
/You are!/
/Are not!/
/You are, now admit it!/

/I'm the pharaoh of Egypt! I would never beg!/
/Now you're lying! Maybe you're getting old and forgetfully, but I remember you begging by several opportunities!/
/That doesn't count! And I also remember you begging me just the same way!/

/Maybe, but we're not talking about me, but about you! And you are!/
'I don't have to beg to get what I want.'
/Now that we talk about it, what…/
/No!/
/And if we…/
/No!/
/And what about…/
/No!/
/But…/
/NO! No, no, no, and no!
And in case you don't get it: No!/

Yugi simply cut every protest of his other self short, as he tried to distract him a little to get his thoughts away from this dangerous trail…

/Later, we can play everything you want, may it be a game or not, and as long as you want, Yami; but right know let me hear what that annoying women has to say.
Then I don't have to learn as much at home. That means I have even more time for you…/

/Then at least someone will listen to her. But why does it have to be you of all people? Come on, little one, you know you want it, too! You can't deny that!/
The former pharaoh tried it with purring this time, but Yugi refused to do so much as to even look at him!

Just at the boring woman and her boring blackboard, may they both go to the shadow realm and bother the monsters there until they eat them!
Yami started thinking.
Hard.
There had to be a way to gain his Aibou's attention!
He wanted his attention, and he wanted it now!

'And I always get what I want.
Like hell will I let him ignoring me like that just because of her and her stupid lesson.'
For a moment he just stared at the smaller boy intensely, before he had the idea!

A funny little game that would keep him busy.
And he as well as Yugi could have a little 'quality time' together.
Good thing that Yugi was the only one who could see him in his spirit form right now. Considering what he was going to do, he was more than just a little grateful for that…[2]

/Since you don't want to play with me, I have to play alone, it seems./ Yami said casually and sat down on the windowsill beside Yugi's desk.
Yugi gave him a short look; what was he up to now? What kind of game did he want to play there, all by himself?
Yami smirked as he felt Yugi's gaze upon him. This will be fun, at last for him, but hopefully also for his Aibou, he thought by himself, as he started his little 'game'.

Today was a nice spring day, too nice to be in school, but that couldn't be helped, sad as it was. At least not right now, but maybe a little later…

'We will see about it, Aibou'.
The sun was shining, and it was warm outside. Warm enough to keep all windows open, and enjoy the little breeze coming through it.
At last something was moving in the otherwise quite room.
'When everyone sleeps and one is talking, it must be school… Or something along the line.
Whoever said that must have known our teacher…' Yugi thought with a sigh.
And all the while he kept a close eye on Yami.
He was kind of curious what he was going to do next, but at the same time he didn't really want to know…

And then, all of a sudden, Yami's expression changed from simply bored to something else. Something more.
He narrowed his eyes a bit, and they seemed to be a little darker than just a few moments ago, with a glint of tease in those red deeps.
His smile was more playful now, and at the same time alluring and seductive.

He started to move a bit on his seat, swaying from side to side; just a little, slow and suggestive.
He had his hands beside him on the windowsill, whipping a little with his leather-clad feet like he was about to dance to music unheard.
His eyes were firmly fixed on his Aibou; he caught his gaze and held it easily.
His whole posture seemed to radiate sensuality and desire all of a sudden, and without thinking about it, Yugi licked over his suddenly dry lips.

This of course made Yami's smile widen, and he thought 'And here I catch you!', before he brought his hands up to the front of his open jacket and let them run up and down, before tugging on it until it was over his shoulders.
In one careful, fluid move he let the cloth slowly slide down his arms, revealing slightly tanned skin and a tight, dark shirt to violet eyes, and at the same time he got up from his spot on the windowsill.
The jacket remained there, forgotten and unwanted for now.
While its owner sat down on Yugi's desk, his deep red eyes never left his smaller prey.

As Yami leaned against his table, Yugi's eyes drifted from those red sparkling jewels to admire the rest of his Yami.
His skin was a little darker then his own, and under that tight, sleeveless shirt he could see the line of fine muscles, strong and well-defined.
The dark tight clothes making him look leaner and taller than he already was, and he moved soundless and smooth even with all the belts and buckles attached on the black leather.

That silvery metal of them gave him a kind of unruly aura, together with his spiky hair and this cheeky glint in his ruby-red eyes, making him appealing and quite eye-catching.
Yugi was so caught up in what he could see (or couldn't see yet, but knew of) that he didn't notice the hand coming up to cup his face, until he felt the warmth of it covering his cheek.

It lingered there for a long moment before it ghosted all over his face, tenderly following the outline of his temple over an now closed violet eye.
Down to his chin, then up on the other side of his face, over his twitching nose and under his blond bangs.
Yami brushed his hand through his dark silky hair with the amethyst tips, and from the back of his neck forward to his chin again, slowly, carefully and lovingly.

Yami looked down at him through half closed red eyes.
Yugi by now had both of his own eyes closed and he did his best to not simply start to purr in bliss, since he was sadly still aware of where he was:
In class, and he should pay attention to his teacher and her lesson, not his darker half and his seduction.

And so he did his best to sit very still and fought down a bright and suspicious blush, while he felt a finger brush over his lips, barely touching them and tracing over the outline affectionately.

Those light touches are tickling a bit at his sensitive lips, and he felt a shiver run down his spine.
Yugi was about to catch the teasing digit with his lips to suck it into his wet cavern, to return the lovingly gesture, as it was gone as fast as it had come.
The next thing he felt was warm breath washing over his face softly, carrying with it the distant smell of the apples they had eaten earlier, just a kiss away.

"Yugi! Hey, Yugi, why are you starring out into space? Are you dreaming or something?"

Suddenly Joey let himself be heard beside him again, effectively snapping Yugi out of his daze, created by this simple, yet also arousing motion which left him behind with a well-known hunger in his body and heart.

"You know, you look a lot like a tomato!" He commented the rising blush on his best friends face with a smirk.
"You should be glad that we are not in home economy, or else you would by now be in a pot because someone mistook you for a tomato and tried to turn you into soup."
Yugi didn't know what to answer to that, without telling him what Yami was doing to him, but to his relief the blond teen let it slide and got back to his own game after another sharp look from the ranting teacher, but not without another side-glance to the shorter one.
Yami must've been saying some interesting things for causing such a reaction…

As the Hikari turned his red face away, he noticed that Yami was back to his former place by the windowsill.
With a satisfied smirk he leaned there and watched the other again with lusting eyes, his arms crossed over his chest, and the sun behind him was sharpening his silhouette wonderfully.

/You enjoy embarrassing me like that, do you?/
The smirk on the former pharaohs' face turned into a sly grin, before he answered his light
/I like it, when you blush like that, because you look cute; like a sweet little angel.
And beside that…we always can go and 'play' somewhere else, if you don't want to let anyone see your face…
Or hear your nice, shaky voice when you call out for me…/

He laid his head to the side and gave the younger teen a seductive look from half-closed, dark eyes.
And the longer he looked into those eyes he loved so much, the harder it was to not just stand up and leave with him
/No! No, you know that I can't do that, so stop that now!/ Yugi told him, but in a little (or maybe not so little) corner of his mind he couldn't deny that he liked what the older one was doing very much and didn't want him to stop.
Watching Yami, no matter what he was doing, was always more interesting than school could ever be after all…

The way he would move, precisely, careful and proud; every inch the pharaoh he had been so long ago.
The way he would turn around to him halfway, whenever he would call him and raise an eyebrow in a silent question.
The way he slightly narrowed his eyes when he thought hard about something, sometimes even chewing on his lower lip unconsciously when he did so.

And the way he would hug him, and hold him safe and warm; and talk to him in a soft spoken voice that surrounded him like a tender blanked; and he would drown in its dark, alluring depths like in a groundless sea, hoping that no one would ever fish him out of.

/Well, well, if you're absolutely sure../ Yami's voice in his head brought Yugi back out of his wandering thoughts.
And then he would playfully wink at him with his ruby red eyes, mischief and fun clear in them, sparkling with an inner fire and ready for all tricks and pranks he could think of like a careless child.
/Yes, I'm sure!/
/Your fault then, you asked for it, Aibou!/

And Yami started slowly swaying with his hips again, as he opened his arms and gently let them glide down his body, were he let them rest on his hips.
Needless to say Yugi's eyes were glued to what those elegant hands were doing, the teacher once more forgotten without much effort or thoughts.

Now Yugi was watching with burning eyes as the other let his hands travel upwards to the collar of his black shirt, caressing his throat before gliding over his shoulders.
Then they wandered back to his neck, up into his hair and down his face, before the taller one let his fingers brush all over his chest.
Next they were at his sides, in his hair again, he run them all over himself in a slow motion, teasing the boy as he touched and stroked were Yugi didn't allow himself to touch him, while his hips were still swaying from side to side, making him look like a sensual dancer.

'I'm just glad that he only dances for me. Only for me…'

Yami caught that stray thought from the smaller one, as he continued to pat and stroke himself.
He decided that it was about time to go on to the next part of his play as he heard the quickening breath of the other, and so he took hold on the dark hem of his shirt.
And slowly, painfully slowly, he lifted it up, exposing more and more of his tanned skin to an observing violet gaze.

Yugi couldn't help but shiver in anticipation as he watched the black leather brush over his darker half's tummy, showing first his navel, which made him lick his lips again.
How he wished to dip his tongue in it, taste it, tickle it, tease it…

But no, he had to sit still, he was in school, there was a teacher in the room, other students…

But that didn't stop Yami from revealing more of his toned skin to him, and he watched, with hungry eyes, the flex of Yami's muscles as he swayed his hips to music that you couldn't hear, just feel.
Feel with every heartbeat, every breath and every move.

And still he wasn't done yet, as the hem of his shirt reached the chest, showing off smooth, hairless skin Yugi knew so well by taste and touch.
By now the smaller one was sitting on his hands to keep them from twitching and trembling, as Yami, to his delight, removed the annoying garment completely.
And then he threw it back to join his jacked on the windowsill with a cheeky grin, and the former pharaoh's hands started roaming over his bare skin.

Now the Hikari could clearly see several small bite-marks along the elegant neck, around the collar like a chain, and down his chest, his stomach and on his sides, and even further down, which he had put there.
He also knows that he wore similar marks on his own body, made by the dark spirit.
How had the teen enjoyed to put them there, knowing that only he was allowed to do this to the former pharaoh, mark him like the other had marked him, possessively, lovingly, tenderly; to claim him as his soul mate and lover…

Yami could see how hard it was by now for his Aibou to keep his hands by himself, as the darker one let his own hands wander over his chest, just the way he knew Yugi would do to him if they were alone, in the safety of their own room.
Or some other place with a door and a lock, at last.

Stroking his sides, and he let a small moan slip through their mind link, letting the smaller one know that he enjoyed himself quite nice there.
Yugi blushed at this and bit his lips as not to moan in answer.
Teasing fingers were ghosting over a slim waist, stopping above the hem of his pants, sliding along them and tugging under a little, before he was changing direction again and moved a single finger around his navel, sighing deeply through their mindlink.

Oh, he knew exactly what was going on behind these beautiful violet eyes, and Ra! how he enjoyed it, even if it was not very fair.
But that didn't stop him teasing Yugi to no end, would never, because he knew his Aibou liked it too, this game and what he was doing to him and himself.

And so, together with his 'You're running right into my trap'-smirk, he stopped his movements and locked his red eyes with Yugi's wide amethyst ones.
Slowly he crossed the few steps distance between the window and Yugi's desk again.
For a moment he let one of his hands rest on a small shoulder, before he lightly let his fingertips slide along that shoulder, barely brushing the younger ones neck with a tickling sweep, and over to the other shoulder, were he let it rest again.

For a moment he just stood there, shirtless in the sunlight, with both of his hands on Yugi's shoulders on both sides of his neck now, his thumbs caressing the soft skin just under the hairline tenderly.
He enjoyed the little shivers that he caused, as well as the slowly increasing flush on the pale skin. Even if Yugi did his best to fight it down, as soon as he got rid of one, the next flush was on the start under the skilled caressing of the former pharaoh.

Now Yami, while he was still standing behind his chair, let his hands wander again, this time over Yugi's petite frame, as he leaned down beside him and let his head rest on the shoulder with his cheek in the crook of his neck, purring lightly in his bliss like a cat in the sunshine.

Yami could feel the light shivers these soundless tones caused to run down his Hikari's spine, as he bit down and sucked at the soft skin affectionately, purring more to make him tremble lightly in his chair.
He reached around him to caress the others sensitive throat, running his fingers all over his shirt-covered chest; he let his hand move tenderly down the still trapped arms of the teen.

He tried a little to get them free by tugging and pulling invitingly at his wrists, but Yugi stubbornly kept on sitting on his palms in fear to do… something rather embarrassing in front of the class.
Yami might be invisible, but he himself was certainly not, that was why he tried hard to keep starring forward and did his best to pretend to listen to what was said about unimportant stuff by the woman on the other side of the uninteresting room.

But it didn't help that Yami's hands were brushing his thighs 'accidentally' as he let them slide up his arms again and fondle his upper body through his white shirt.
/Still sure that you would ratter stay here instead of 'playing' with me somewhere else?
Where we could be…alone?/ Yami purred as he placed little kisses on the side of Yugi's neck, making him shudder and sigh soundlessly to no end.

As he was satisfied for the moment, he pressed his palms against the other one, firmer and further down, where he slipped his hands under the younger ones shirt to tickle his waist just a little, groping and fumbling him, while he was still busy nuzzling his neck or nibble and tug at his earlobe affectionately.
He dragged his tongue over his sensitive ear, the sudden wetness earning him a moan through their mind link, before he remembered him of something he seemed to have forgotten:

/You know, little one, you shouldn't make a sound!
What should the others think of you, if you start moaning for no reason./ Yami whispered in his mind with an evil grin.
After all, he didn't need to be quiet, something he proofed immediately with a loud sigh…
/I wouldn't exactly call that 'for no reason', you know?/

Suddenly Yugi felt a cool hand on his forehead, pressing slightly.
It took him a long moment to notice that Yami's hands were still pressed against his chest and around his waist holding him safe and strong, trapped under his shirt and holding firmly against his warm skin, and he felt the others hair tickling the side of his face.

'3 hands?' he wondered, 'Now how did Yami do this?' as he opened his eyes with an unwanted but luckily quiet groan. He didn't even remember when he had closed them.
He looked up into the anxious face of his best friend, who had one hand on his own forehead to check his temperature with a little worry in his eyes at the color and sounds from his smaller friend.

"You don't seem to have a fever, but you look… funny. You're sure you are all right?" asked Joey .
(Yes, he has to interrupt them every time! *evil grin*)
Yugi's cheeks were getting a little redder as he stuttered a nervous "Yes, sure, why not, I mean, .." and didn't know what to say as he tried to give Yami a glare, making him laugh friendly at the failed attempt to imitate him.

Still, Joey was not happy with what he had said with a tremble in his voice, until Honda beside him whispered
"Come on, he said Yami was here, you never know what they are talking about." and he winked at Yugi slyly, proving to him that he was right without actually saying a single word, as his face was soon a little more red.

A little lot more red, to be honest.

And the smaller one also couldn't get rid of the feeling that they could see exactly what Yami was doing to him.
(Of course not, they just had their…suspicions... why Yugi was looking and sounding the way he did…)
Then Yugi put off his own jacked too.
"It's just a little hot here, that's all." he explained to his friends questioning gazes as an explanation for his red face.
It was just the warm air…
(Sure, and Santa Claus is bringing the Easter Eggs. If you want to believe it…*smile nice*)

/And it will get even hotter, my sweet little Yugi./ Yami told him from the window with his hands on his hips and a tantalizing smile on his lips, while his red eyes were shining from excitement and the fun he had.
/Just sit back and watch, Aibou./

At the same time, somewhere outside the school:

'I hate Mondays, they seem to be worse than any other day of the god-damned week!'
Bakura had been strolling around the school for quite a while now, his boredom beyond good and evil.
School was really unfunny; he didn't know why Ryou had to go there every day, if he knew so many better things to do with the time…

Ryou didn't let him molest him, even as nobody else could see him…
Ryou didn't let him blow up the chemistry lab (again)…[3]
Ryou didn't let him burn down the cafeteria either (as if the food was eatable! He would do the whole school a big favor, damn it to hell!)

Simply put, Ryou didn't let him do anything that was even a little bit funny, and if he did, he would have to sleep on the couch!
Alone!
Again!
For the rest of the week!
And today was only Monday!

And everyone was thinking his Hikari was always oh-so-nice and fluffy!
"Like hell!" he swore loudly, "And it was not my fault, that the damn chemistry lab exploded! It was all Yami's fault!"

If he hadn't played Kuribo, as they dueled there a few weeks ago, than no body would ever have found out.
But no…. that damn fur-ball had to blow itself up when he attacked it!
The lap was… a mess.
No, scratch that, it was shattered… cracked… smashed
Destroyed…
Yes, that described it best, destroyed.
He liked that word… the sound… the meaning…
And yes, he had enjoyed the havoc afterwards, too. Until everyone just gave him, and him alone, the fault, that was it!

Sure, he was the one who had challenged 'His Royal Shortness', also known as Yami, like he always did, but he was not the one who played unfair with that tricky fur ball!
Something so small and 'cute' [4] should simply be burned up, or put in that micro-thing, that made the food ready faster.
Or drown in a lake, with a big, heavy stone around its small, tiny neck.
Or he could shove it down Yami's throat and watch him choke at that fuzzy thing.
Yes, that definitely sounded fun.

It should not, not explode like this and make so much trouble!
How he hates that Ra-damned thing!
Yes, he had known that that would happen if he attacked that fur ball, but why should he care? It was all the stupid pharaoh's fault!
It was always his fault, always!
But he would find a way to make him pay for that, that was for sure!
And how he would pay, for all he had done!
Hell would be a Sunday picnic in the park on a sunny day after he was done with him!

And that terrible smell after the bigger of two explosions wasn't even Bakura's fault, or from the brown fur ball from hell, to top it!
No, Marik was the one who mixed unknown stuff he found somewhere together and made it detonate as well!
Well, it was funny to watch all the little twerps running as if the devil himself was behind them. But maybe they had just seen Marik?
But as his fluffy Hikari and that stupid shrimp of Yami came he was alone!
Of course, 'his Shortness' and 'the Psycho' were nowhere to be seen, and so it was his fault!

'I should kill Marik too, while I'm on it' the thief thought malicious.
'Maybe I could keep Malik with Ryou and me for a while. I think that could be interesting…'
But Ryou probably wouldn't be too happy about that plan.
Or maybe he would accept, who knows…

But anyway, first he had to take care of Yami and Marik for getting on his nerves and making him look bad in his cute, fluffy Hikaris's eyes! [5]
Grumbling he stormed around outside the school and tried to find a distraction or something to kill or, at last, something to scare to death…

TBC:

A/N: Sorry, but I couldn't resist making everything a little crazy, I always do that, don't know why…

[1] I had a teacher in school who was like this, and this mistake happened to her, mixing some bad smelling stuff, even if nothing more happened than a very bad smell, she never mixed anything again. And she was boring, we had her in Chemistry and English.

[2] They can go to their Millennium-Item and soul room, come out as spirit for only their Hikaris to see, or have a body, just like they want to. And they don't go to school. At last, not to learn, just to play pranks or distract their lovers.

[3] With Yami in it ^_^'

[4] O_o Does Bakura even KNOW that word?

[5] I somehow like calling Ryou fluffy, and I do it a lot there, sorry,

What will happen next?
Are Yami and Yugi going any further than they already have?
What has Bakura in his mind, and where is his Hikari?
And will Malik still sleep through all of this?
Answers to this and other questions you can find in the next chapter. I post it as soon as possible.
I hope to see you there, thank you for reading and please leave a comment for me. ^_^