There will be multiple pairings through out this, for reference. ...And I think some pairings may change completely at some point or other for the sole reason that I tend to forget which people are together. -shifty eyes-

And I apologize for it taking so long. None of them wanted to cooperate with me.


"And you're sure he won't reconsider?" Isis asked, frowning. Malik nodded.

"He said as much himself."

"That's bad Malik. Very bad. We need him to perform his job."

"I know, but the only ones with any control over him are Atemu and Bakura."

"And they've begun another game."

"Exactly."

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Bakura eyed the pieces on the board. He could ally with Pegasus and take Atemu out quickly, taking control of Time as he intended and rendering his original plan pointless. Or he could ally with Atemu long enough to take out Pegasus-who shouldn't even be playing in the first place- then turn on Atemu before he could retaliate.

Or he could stay with his original plan and win that way. He wasn't actually guaranteed a win with that plan but it still gave him a small window of oppurtinity in which Chance would abandon her master long enough for him to seize a win if he played his cards right.

It was a tough choice.

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Marik ignored his brother as he flipped through the channels on the TV. Malik had never bothered to explain how they had electricity in their realm, never mind cable, but he'd stopped wondering once he'd realized he could watch football without leaving his living room, and for Marik, that was Heaven.

Malik, on the other hand, was scribbling away in a notebook like always. Most likely notes on the current era and it's advances, for when he and the other two went off to write down history like usual.

"Marik-"

"If you ask me again, I swear I will take the job back long enough to kill you and then quit again."

"But-"

"For the love of Isis Malik, no!"

"Speaking of Isis-"

"Son of a bitch, don't make me get up you stupid little scribbler!"

"Don't swe-"

"Shut up!" he finally roared, and Malik went quiet. "Thank you." he snapped, now too irritated to follow the game on the TV. "See what you did? Now I don't know what the hell just happened."

"The Pats scored a touchdown and they'll win the game."

The TV clicked off. "Thanks for ruining it, you stupid blonde."

"I'm not stupid," he muttered.

"I'm going to see Mai. She at least knows when to give it up."

"Bakura won't like that. She's his."

"He'll live." Marik stomped out of the room, leaving Malik alone to sigh over his notebook and finish his notes alone.


It's kinda short. I think. But eh...