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Blinking in a slighty confused manner, Jou sat up and looked over at the table. His stomach was already starting to twist into knots at Bakura's words.

"I found that in my room last night right before bed."

'That can't be good...' the blonde thought, finally focusing on what as on the table; two large pancakes and a... Duel Monsters card. HIS Duel Monsters card. And not just any card...

'Crap!'

It was his red eyes. For a minute it felt like Jou forgot to breathe. He reached down and carefully lifted the card off the table, looking at the picture and then looking at Bakura, who was now facing away from him. Not being able to think of anything to say (a simple "i'm sorry" didn't seem good enough, and saying that would mean that Jou would have to admit to what he'd done the day before), he just lay the card back down on the table and stared at the food in front of him.

"..."

Jou jumped at the sound (especially the tone) of Bakura's voice. He felt like a kid getting yelled at by a parent for doing something wrong. In reality, it was a slighty mentally unstable 3000 year old yami doing the yelling, which made everything a little worse.

Scratch that. It made everything a lot worse.

'Lying would probably make this even worse, but... I can't tell him Yuugi was in there with me. I don't want to lie to him! But I can't... he'll just hate Yuugi more for it...'

Jou took a deep breath and proceeded to answer Bakura's questions. " Yeah. I was... in your room. It was when you were talking to Malik." He stared down at the plate in front of him. "... And yeah. It was just me."

"He stayed in my room." Jou took his fork and stabbed it into the top pancake, forcing it through to the one under it. That had actually been his first idea for an excuse... "He's been really upset lately, so I left him alone." Which wasn't a total and complete lie; Yuugi HAD been acting upset.

Jou flinched when Bakura sat down beside him, but continued spearing his pancakes with the fork. He knew he was a pretty bad lier under stress, and on top of that Bakura was sharp. Very sharp. Jou simply didn't look him, pretending to be engrossed in his breakfast. "I was just... curious. Bored too." Another stab with the fork. "I didn't steal anything, if that's what you're worried about."

((lol, it did die...only slightly :p ))
Yuugi had fallen asleep on the couch while watching movies with Yami. He woke up to someone at the door. He yawned widely, rubbing his eyes a bit before pushing himself off the couch. The sun shone through the window and made light lines across the floor and room. Yuugi turned his attention to the sleeping yami and then to the door, was his Grandpa not here? He hurried into the game area and saw a note.

Getting more food, be back soon.

P.S. watch the shop for me while I am gone

Yuugi sighed deeply, and looked to the door once more, he peeked out of the window and saw Malik. 'he is back already?' he wondered and opened the door for him. He was still in his clothes from the day before, so he didnt need to change at that moment. "Hey Malik. You done already? Come on in" he said tiredly and rubbed his eyes some more from the bright sun that came through the door.

((If nobody minds, i'm going to call dibs on Yami no Malik. We can have more then one character, right? I think that a new character might help spice things up a bit around here. Not much happens with this post but a change in the weather, and an explaination of what's been happening with him... but don't worry, he'll come in for character interaction later. So, ladies and gents, I present to you a long and rather pointless post. :B))

Darkness. Unbearable cold. Isolation.

He decided that it he had suffered from these things for too long now. Much too long. No one held power over him, and no one told him where to stay and how long to stay there! The never ending expanses of the Shadow Realm- no exception. The pharoh and the other soul that had spawned him itself- no exception. The only person's orders he would follow would be his own, and the only things on the agenda right now were escape, freedom, and the essentially important revenge. He'd been gathering energy for a long time now, and it was finally beginning to pay off. The usually docile and still standing shadows began to swirl and expand, then contract, only to expand again. A dark cuckle resonated throughout the frigid air, echoing off into the darkness where it continued to travel. He could feel the shadows growing now, strengthening him; and he was extremely pleased with the progress thus far.

"Not much longer now..."

A disembodied whisper traveled out of the center of the typhoon of shadows, and as it did there were a few rather ominous cackles of energy around its base. They were there for a moment and then gone in a second, like lightning in a distant storm. And like all lightning, this electricity was followed by thunder; or more accurately, a thunderous laugh. It went from as quiet and feeble as the wind, to as booming and earth-shaking as an earthquake. He could feel his power returning, and he could feel the shadows shifting. He was ecstatic, hardely able to contain his power.

"Freedom...!"

Using what energy he had gathered so far, he sent out a tendril of the shadow's magic to view his first targets in the physical realm. The first thing that came to his mind's eye was a certain sandy-haired, violet eyed Egyptian boy. Mentally, the bearer of the shadows smirked. It was the one who had created him, and made him into more then just a random mass of emotions. It was the one who had given him a seperate conciousness, and the one who had betrayed him. The anger still flared within him just thinking about it. And then... there was another who came into view. A smaller boy of Japanese origin and a mass of strange, tri-colored hair on his head. Around his neck was something that looked akin to a golden, upside-down pyramid. The Millenium Puzzle. And the boy, Mouto Yuugi... just seeing him caused the anger to flare within him even more. He was the vessel to the pharoh, and the one whom all the hatred he was composed of was pointed towards! A low growl echoed off into the darkness, but was then replaced with a deep laugh. "Well well, they're together... how thoughtful of them. It will be much easier now... so much easier..." Quickly, the image of the two was released and a new one came into view. It was a drawer, in the bedroom of the one named Mouto Yuugi. And within the drawer was the one item that matter most to the controller of the shadows. A golden rod, forged from gold and blood... an item that had once belonged to him. "And it shall again. Very soon...." Booming laughter filled the empty expanse of the shadows once more, and the storm of shadows picked up in speed and power.

At that same moment, in the skies over Domino City, thunderheads began to roll in and thunder was heard in the distance.

((... I just wrote all that, yet I can't get my arse up to write a fanfic.))

((KYOKO! whee It IS about time that somebody else came around here! I'm so glad that it hasn't been forgotten...)