Me: Yes, I know it's not Halloween, and No, this is not a one-shot. (And there are more then 2 chapters)

Ayume: It's going to be a chapter story. And the last chapter will end on Halloween itself.

Bakura: =read it=...Wow...I got more screen time then my hikari for once!

Marik: =steals it=...And...It's an Tendershipping, Bronzeshipping, Angstshipping, and Phsycoshipping?

Me: Yup! Believe it!

Readers: T_T Neva do that again!

Me: TT-TT ok.

Ayume: hahaha, ouch, burn! XD

Marik: Raven doesn't own the show Yugioh or the Hunter from L4D.

Bakura: So enjoy, relax, lock the kids your babysitting in a room, and have fun. XD

"Finally, a holiday where I can scared the leaving daylight's out of the pathetic mortals and get awarded with candy!"

"Bakura, stop moving! Your cape might rip!"

The thief tsked rapping the said cape around his body covering everything but the top half of his head. "I want to suck your blood!"

Ryou sighed, "I don't think that's what you really wanted to suck right?" He winked at the thief who was lowering his cape flashing his canines.

Bakura smirked, grabbed hold of Ryou's shoulders. His fangs deadly close to his neck. "Your right, but I'll save the lollipops for after I steal them from Marik."

The hikari pouted. "Man, your dense!" He said knocking the hands off his body and headed towards the table where his witch hat laid. "And speaking of Marik, those two are late."

Bakura chuckled flopping himself on the couch. Ryou peaked over his shoulder when he heard a ripping sound coming from that direction. "Bakura…was that your cape?"

"Um…" The door rang, saving him from the longest lecture of his life. "I'll get it!" Bakura hopped over the back of the couch, and flinched when his cape got caught on the arm piece ripping it in two. "Marik Did It!"

"No I didn't!" Marik jumped in startling the pale teen's. He hooked arms with Bakura with a goofy smile on his lips. "So…what didn't I do, again?"

Ryou forced a smile, holding in his shaking hands the remains of his hard work. "Hi, Marik…You came in through the back door again, am I right?" He commented, sending silent daggers into Bakura's head.

The thief rubbed his head already knowing what his light was doing to him. He looked at the Keeper who was only in jeans and a black sweater. "Is that your costume? Are you going as an insane person escaped the crazy house or boring Marik."

Marik punched him in the shoulder before answering over the 'Ows' the yami next to him made. "For your information, Malik has my costume!" He smirked poking at Bakura's sharp hairs that were dyed black on the tips. "Oh, Look. Another Edward Cullen."

Bakura growled snapping his fangs at his fingers. "I'm not that sparkly pixie you baka!" His voice changed matching the one for Dracula. "I'm the Great Vampire Thief Bakura! At the dead of night I enter your house and suck away for Life!"

"Oo, that sounded dirty. Is there a waiting list?" Marik smirked causing the thief to blush.

"Ok, knock it off you guys! I don't want to clean the blood off the carpet again." Ryou remarked entering the room with Malik in tow holding a large bag in his arms. The Egyptian sniffled wiping his nose with the sleeve of his jacket.

Malik looked up with bloodshot eyes and pouted. "I hate it. Finally I can go Trick or Treating and I get a cold. What's next, Aliens kidnapping me and using me for their science experim-Achoo!"

Both yami's backed against the wall. Their eyes wide with fear when the hikari sneezed without cover.

Ryou glanced at them with question. "What's wrong with you guys?"

"We want sweets, not sneeze!" They yelled in unison.

The hikari sweat dropped. "That didn't really make sense." Ryou said passing the sick teen a napkin.

Bakura scowled. "It does when you don't want to be in bed and letting all the goodies go!"

"True that!" Marik added.

Ryou sighed and looked at the time. "Shoots!" He suddenly outburst. He grabbed Malik's hand and raced up the stairs. The yami's looked at one another wondering what happen till Ryou's head popped back in. "Get dress! It's almost six!"

When the white head disappeared after making a trip to grab his hat Marik huffed crossing his arms. "I don't take orders from a kitten."

"Just do it!" Marik caught the bag that was flung to his face and glared at the thief. Bakura grabbed his fake blood off the table and started to smear it on his ripped leather suit. He couldn't use real blood cause Ryou would be the one to explain it to all the cops on why some teens are missing...again.

The Keeper glanced at the bag in his hands and looked back up. A wicked smile on his lips. "Wow, I can't believe how much of a pervert you are Bakura."

Bakura stopped putting on eye liner to stare at the Keeper. "What you talking about, Willis?"

"Look at you, standing here all dressed up already and I still need to put on mines." When the thief just tilted his head to the side in confuse Marik smirked. "It means I have to strip in front of you Twilight fangirl."

Dropping his eye liner, Bakura stared blankly at the Keeper. That let Marik have the opportunity to have a little fun with his fellow yami. He slowly lifted his sweater over his head and tossed it in a corner. Marik stuck out his famous tongue licking his fingers and letting the wet digits ride down his abs in a teasing matter.

Bakura couldn't help but stare. His jaw hung low with little fangs sticking up. He never knew how muscular the Keeper was. He heard a drop of water and looked down. A long sting of drool was coming from his mouth.

"Ew, gross!" Bakura jumped looking in the doorway at the glaring hikari. He forced a smile waving at him like a child caught in the act. Ryou groaned pinching the bridge between his eyes. "I knew I shouldn't have left you two alone."

Marik glared putting on a blondish fur like jacket over the body Bakura was whimpering to see more of. "Oh, and what could we possibly do in five minutes?"

"Well," Ryou looked up for a minute. "There was that time I felt you two alone for five minutes and came back with you two playing operation with the mailman."

"He had it coming! He just came walking up to our house and tired to stick a box in that appearing at random times hole on the door! It could have been a bomb, or another give blood thing, or-"

"A copy of the pharaoh!" Bakura yelled waving his arms like a giant bird. The sewn in bat wings on his arms swaying with his movements making it look like he was trying to fly instead of proving a point.

Ryou sighed tugging his white lock behind his ear. "Fine, whatever makes you happy…or mad…insane maybe, but just get dress." He glared at Bakura. "Your going upstairs to finish your make-up!"

Bakura whimpered sticking his bottom lips out.

"Now, Bakura! Don't make me show Marik the picture!"

The thief jumped racing pass the smirking hikari and up the stairs. Both teens left could hear a door slamming and something falling. More likely…him.

Marik raised a brow and turned to the pale light. "What's so scary of a picture that he would listen to you?"

Only if he could stop that insane smirk on his lips from growing when the Keeper asked that question. "Oh…it's the one from New years." Ryou darkly said, if possible, Marik could see devil horns growing on that head and a pointed tail poking out of his pants. Add more to the image, he wanted Ryou to hold a pitch fork and laughing like a maniac but it ended when Ryou's hand was waving in his face. "Marik…Oh, Marik."

Blinking out of his trance Marik smirked at the teen. "You'll look good as a devil this year."

"…Um…sure, next year." Ryou nervously laughed backing out of the room.

The Keeper laughed sticking pointed ears on his jungle blonde hair. "This Howl-ween might be fun."

After finally getting everyone dressed and knocking on doors, the four made their way around the town, bags full of goodies.

Bakura in the lead with a vampire like grin on his lips. His black leather clothing was smeared in enough blood to look like he killed a guy (Which he wishes was the pharaoh), and his cape was repair thanks to Ryou's handy word with a needle and thread. The black tipped hairs on his head made it a perfect touch to the dark costume he was wearing even though his make-up looked like Lady Gaga style thanks to that little trip he had in the bathroom.

Marik was close behind, he was the beast of the night. A blonde werewolf with jeweled shackles on his wrist looking like he escaped from his cage. His fluffy tail swaying side to side as he walked hitting Bakura's leg while doing so just to annoy him. He added a red collar with "I own myself cause I'm just that great" written in black letters. All he was missing was the muzzle Bakura teased him to shut that mouth of his with.

The hikari's were in the back, Ryou was a little witch. A black shirt that hung off his shoulders revealing his pale skin and some black shorts. Long black and orange striped leg stockings went up to his thigh while his boots went half way to his knees. He had on an over sized witch's hat that had a red ribbon tied on the base. Only thing he put on his face was the Japanese symbol for spell painted on his cheek.

Even though he was the sick one in the group Malik still wore a costume that was equal to the other three. A zombie was a fun chose and what a better zombie to be then a Hunter from Left 4 dead. Mummy for an Egyptian was to overused. His clothes took on the look of old, torn, dirty, and stain with some of the extra blood Bakura had left. (Which wasn't much.) Malik bought some open wound tattoo's and stuck them everywhere that was showing skin. His hoodie was great so no one could see his running nose.

"Next house!" The yami's cheered literally skipping to the next lit up house on the block.

The hikari's stayed far behind acting like they were not with them. But that was harder said then done when the yami's start stealing from little kids bags or mugging from the adults for more candy.

Marik was the first to ring the door bell, and when it opened the yami's grinned holding open their bags. "Trick or Treat!"

The one at the door was some teenaged girl with a lollipop sticking out of her mouth. She glared at the grown teen's with else interest. She was either dressed up as a Goth or was really one.

"What if I say trick?"

"Then we'll stuff you down a chimney and call it early Christmas!" Bakura remarked, the grin not fading from his lips.

The girl smirked leaning on the doorway crossing her arms over her chest. "Oh, really now? And what if I kicked you in the oven and take you out when Thanksgiving comes?" She asked sarcastically.

It was Marik's turn to answer, "Then we'll throw you off the roof to see if faith, trust, and pixie dust can really make you fly."

The chick laughed, her brown hair covering her face as she leaned foreword. "I haven't heard that one before." She wiped away the forming tears. "Hold on, I think I still have some chocolate bars left." She left to grab them, and when she returned with a bowl full of chocolate bars Ryou and Malik finally caught up. "Brothers?"

Bakura took a second to think. When he nodded he rested his arm on his hikari's head. "Yup, my little brother."

Ryou whined, his hat was going over his face. "Bakura…can't…breath!"

"Breathing's for nerds!" Bakura laughed, his fangs flashing in the glow of the house.

The girl smirked passing out the chocolate bars to each of them. When the bars landed in the yami's bags they were long gone heading for the next house. The hikari's groaned following after them.

After walking up to the next house Marik had a wicked smile cross his lips. "Hey, Bakura." He elbowed the thief who glared at him holding back the punch he wanted to throw. "I think we'll get more candy if we say 'Trick or Death'!"

Bakura thought it over and smirked. "You know," He turned to the Keeper. "That's not a bad idea. It's a good thing I thought of it!"

"Yup…Hey wait a minute-"

The thief didn't give him a chance to yell back when he pressed the door bell. After some time, a guy with over sized glasses and a messy bowl cut opened the door. Otherwise know as your common day nerd.

"Trick or Death!" The yami's yelled in unison. Jamming their bags at the guy with hungry eyes.

The Guy stared at the yami's for sometime. It was awkward after a while and both teen's arms felt sore for holding them up for so long. The nerd finally answer, "Aren't you two a little to old to be trick or treating?"

Marik frown taking his bag back. "Aren't you a little to old to have braces?"

A look on complete terror crossed the nerd's face. He slammed the door right in the yami's faces sending them flying down the little steps.

Bakura growled rubbing his ass. "Thanks a lot, baka. Now we got no idea if this was the house giving out the popcorn balls."

Marik winced standing up and shaking his back from the fallen leafs. "Well, excuse me but I don't like being called old."

"Your dead! You can't get any older!"

"…and your point is?"

Bakura threw his arms up in quits and stood. After flinging his bag over his shoulders, he left the house with a curse every time Marik's tail came crashing against his leg. He stopped and glanced behind him. "…Have you seen the young ones?"

Marik shrugged. "Nope." He said with his wolf ears flattening on his head. "Maybe I can sniff them out with my nose!" He cheered holding his nose in the air. All he got was cold air and lots was rotting pumpkins.

"That, or look at the house over there." The thief pointed at the house a block ahead where you could easily see a Hunter cosplayer and a Fanservice witch at a house ringing on a bell.

Marik sweat dropped. "I so knew that."

The yami's ran over towards their lights. The house was a dark old thing with cobwebs and ghost hanging off the trees. Pumpkins with any faces glared and laughed as the teens ran pass them. When they reached their hikari's they got startled at the one in the doorway.

A woman that looked older then the Pharaoh's runt's grandfather was standing over a cane holding a bowl in her hand. Her hair was light grey tied in a bun while on her shoulders was a black cat outstretched sleeping. The woman was talking to Ryou about his witch outfit while Malik tried to cover his running nose.

The woman looked up with a emotionless face like waiting for something to happen.

Ryou nudged at the yami's sides startling them out of their trance at the old woman. The yami's looked at each other for a second and smirked. They held out their bags screaming on the top of their lungs. "TRICK OR DEATH!"

The hikari's jumped, Malik glared at his yami but it looked more like a pouting puppy thanks to his cold. "Marik, show respect! She's your elder!"

"So? I won't remember who she is after this night. All I like is the candy." Marik commented with Bakura nodding with him.

"What ungrateful children."

The yami's raised their brows. Bakura scowled pointing at the woman. "Not to burst your bubble granny but, we're not children."

"Children are treated like children." She said with annoyance in her old cracked voice. The cat on her shoulders blinked open it eyes and to everyone's surprise, they didn't look near a cat's eye. "Do you two even know what the Spirit of Halloween is?"

"Yeah, it's the thing I stuff down my throat every year!" Bakura laughed, followed by Marik who was leaning on his shoulder for support. The hikari's punched their sides but that didn't faze them an inch.

The old woman grew impatience, a gust of wind picked up and whirled around her. The teen's didn't take notice at what was happening till the woman spoke again, but her voice changed to something from a horror movie. "The Spirit of Halloween grows angry at you all. For punishment, your all going to become what she sees fit!"

Bakura stopped pulling on Malik's hair and glared at the woman, "Oh, whatever. I had curses far more worst then an angry Halloween ghost."

Marik dropped the pale witch from his arms and crossed them over his chest. "And most of the curses were from our teachers."

Petting her cat's head, she glared at the teens and pulled her hand back. She blew off the stray hairs from her fingers at the four and smirked. "You have till midnight to find the Spirit of Halloween, or you'll have the curse with you." She turned her back on them with the door in hand. "Forever!"

SLAM!

The four blinked at the closed door and stared at one another. After sometime Malik was first to yell,

"You Bloody Bakas! Look what you did! Now we're curse." Malik sneezed in his hands and stuck out his tongue in disgust.

Marik just shrugged. "She's all talk. Like she would know who the Spirit of Halloween would be."

"Yeah, and anyways," Bakura smirked looking at his bag. "We still have houses to hit!"

"Is that all you two care about? You just upset a poor old woman." Ryou whined pushing his oversized hat out of his face. "She could call the cops on us!"

Marik waved his hand at the comment like it was garbage you can just toss in the trash. "Like another record would hurt us." He glanced at Bakura then the hikari's. "If you guys don't want to trick and treat with us, then we're going. Right, Bakura?"

The thief nodded starting to leaving the porch of the old house. Marik so close next to him the tail was hitting Bakura's ass instead of the legs. "I swear I'll rip that thing out!"

Back at the porch Ryou and Malik stared at each other with concern faces. When they looked back at their yami's, their eyes widen. "Should we…"

Malik shook his head petting the pale teen. The hat falling over his eyes again. "Nah, they'll find out sooner or later…hopefully soon."

Back with the yami's, Bakura was panting. His bag was getting heavier for some reason and the walk from house to house was getting longer and longer. His white locks stuck to his forehead as his tongue hang out on the side of his mouth. He didn't know why he was tired, but it was weird.

A quick glance at Marik showed he was having the same trouble. Weird, they never get tired, and they didn't hit that many houses yet.

Finally reaching the next house Bakura had a hard time reaching the doorbell. He shrugged it off as the house was for tall people and waited for someone to come out.

When the door opened, Bakura was right about the house being made for tall people. The man looked like a freaking basketball player times two!

"Hello?" He called out, Bakura covered his ears cause it echoed deeply. "Isn't anyone here?"

"Yeah, are you blind? Or to damn tall to see us normal people!" The thief snapped but it was gone unheard as the man scratched his head.

"Stupid pranksters." He muttered before closing the door in Bakura's face.

The thief winced rubbing his nose and glaring at the door. "Hey, where's my free candy you rip off artist!" He kicked the door and cried when it sent shock ways up his foot. He sat down trying to nurse it till something was off…He didn't remember wearing furry slippers when he left the house.

"…Bakura…I think those warnings about checking the candy first were right, I think I'm trippin." He heard Marik say, but, why did he sound scared out of his life.

"And why is that-" When Bakura turned to his friend he came face to face with a furry muzzle and a small black nose. "Wow, Marik, Your costume looks more real then I thought!"

"Yeah, but I think your's changed."

Bakura raised a brow and looked down at himself. Besides his costume being a tight fit, he had long white feet, cute little hands, and a fuzzy chest. Panicking he grabbed his head and found two long white ears sticking up where his two sharp hair's suppose to be.

"Holy Crap! I'm a Bunny!" He cried out tugging at his ears. He glanced at Marik more carefully and gasped. "And your Marik the Ferret!"

Startled Marik looked at himself. He was a Kawaii little blonde ferret with a red collar and jeweled shackles on his forelegs. With wide eyes he grabbed Bakura's shoulders shaking him, "I'M A FERRET!"

"I KNOW!"

Both yami's stared at they're new bodies in disbelieve and looked at one another. The same thought ran through their minds;

"HIKARI'S!"

Me: So, how you like the first chapter?

Marik: I'm Marik the Ferret?

Bakura: And I'm 'Kura Bunny?

Ayume: Hahaha! XD

Marik and Bakura: T_T It's not funny!

Me: X3 That's not what my Nieces said when I drew you two as a Bunny and Ferret.

Ayume: Plus, your not the only one's that got turn. There's still Malik and Ryou. ^w^

Alex: Please review, and remember, This is not a one-shot and there will be more then two chapters...maybe 5 if lucky.

Anela: =smiles= Pwease weview! X3