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Summary: Ryou decides it is time for his yami to learn household appliances and other modern day technology. But when an accident happens, Yami Bakura, Marik, and Malik start to de-age. What could happen now?

In this story, Yami Bakura and Marik and Yami have their own forms. This story is a companion piece to "The Trill of the Game."

;......... Yami thinking

/........./ Hikari thinking

(A/N: .........) Author's note

'.........' normal thoughts

"........." normal speech

Chapter One:

Yami Bakura grinned evilly as he watched the two platinum haired Egyptians climbed up to him.

"About time you two got up here." The ancient spirit of a tomb robber said, helping one of them up onto the roof he was standing on.

"Well, you didn't tell us WHICH part of the school you would be by. Or on." Malik amended, looking down at the ground where.

"Yeah, what are we going to do from the roof of the school?" Marik, Malik's 'yami', said.

(A/N: Marik is considered a Yami in this story.)

"Why, loads of stuff!" Yami Bakura cried, eyes wide in faked shock. Marik snorted and Malik smiled a bit.

"Then inform us, O' Wise One." The Egyptian said.

"Very well then. My dearest hikari is in school on such a nice day. Why, he's in that window right there." Yami Bakura pointed to a distant window, where Ryou's class was.

"Being such a nice day, I thought I might as well give him time to do leisure activities." Yami Bakura finished.

Marik snorted again. "No your not. You just want to annoy the pharaoh. He's joined with his light, that little Yugi, during school." He said, stretching slightly as he surveyed the deserted school grounds and the track team who were jogging laps.

"Alright, but it's the same thing." Yami Bakura admitted, smiling even more broadly.

Malik grinned as well. "So what are we going to do?" He said with an eager gleam in his lavender eyes. (A/N: They are lavender, right?)

"Well.........first I think it would be fun to let the school out for the day." Yami Bakura said, looking at Malik as if he was dense. "Is that not what I had just said?"

"That's all we're going to do?" Malik asked, disappointed.

Yami Bakura cast him a scornful look. "Of course not! We will do more, but Yami, that baka pharaoh, said Ryou and I needed to BOND more. So, we will spend the day together." Yami Bakura scowled at the distant window, where Yugi and Ryou were having class.

Malik grinned again. "So Ryou will be joining us? Joy! He never does much that would make his life more interesting. He deserves a day with us three." Malik waved his arm at his yami and the tomb robber.

"Exactly. Since the pharaoh suggested it, and it seems like a good idea, why not start now?" Yami Bakura asked innocently. "Malik, you know the school, and no one who sees you in the halls would know your skipping classes today, so go pull a fire alarm."

"Pull it? They'll only stop the alarm and continue classes." Malik said with confusion.

Yami Bakura grinned. "Leave the rest to us." He said. Malik grinned and climbed down from the school, entering through one of the doors.

Yami Bakura watched, then turned and grinned at Marik.

(In the classroom.)

"So the estimate of the square root of the figure is similar to the ratio of the circumference of the circle........." the teacher droned on at the head of the classroom.

Ryou rolled his eyes and dropped his head onto his arms. Joey, sitting next to him, groaned.

"Too many words........." he moaned in a whisper to Ryou. The white haired boy grinned sympathetically. How he wished he could leave this class!

Your wish is my command.

Ryou jumped, eyes widening. What was Yami Bakura up to now.

/Yami? What do you mean?/ He asked back, desperate to know what trouble his yami was getting into.

But there was no answer.

Seconds later, the fire alarm rang.

The teacher looked up from her figures on the black board, regarding the blinking fire alarm with annoyance.

"Alright class, let's head outside until this is fixed." She said, curtly closing her book and motioning for the class to stand and follow.

As everyone filtered outside, they noticed something else. Not only was the fire alarm going off, but also so was every other alarm in the school.

Then, as one, all the computers, phones, and other electrical equipment turned off.

The teachers and principal were panicking. Finally, the principal turned and was handed a bullhorn from somewhere. He raised it.

"EVERYONE GO HOME! DUE TO TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES, THE SCHOOL IS CLOSED FOR TODAY!" He said, finishing it up and shouting orders at the teachers to try and shut off the alarms. After all, how can you continue school when nothing worked and alarms were going off?

Cheers rang out as the students dispersed, having brought their stuff with them during the fire alarm.

Atop the roof, the three miscreants watched with amusement.

(Back with the students.)

"Oh, man!" Ryou moaned, burying his face in his hands as he walked with Yugi.

"What is the matter, Ryou?" Yugi asked, concerned.

"This.......this is all my yami's fault!" Ryou cried, and there was a brief mutter before Yami Yugi, (known as just Yami in this story.) appeared.

"That baka tomb robber is the cause of this?" He asked, the very being of calm confidence.

"Indeed it was." Came Yami Bakura's husky voice from behind them. Laughter accompanied his words.

Turning, they saw Yami Bakura, Malik, and Marik standing behind them, all three looking proud of themselves.

"What possessed you to decide to close the school?" Yami asked, glaring at the three.

"Why, Pharaoh! You were the one who suggested it to us!" Yami Bakura said, wide eyed in mock innocence.

"What? I did no such thing!" Yami exclaimed, shocked.

"Oh! But you DID! You said Ryou and I should spend time together. Well, it is a nice day, so I figured to take YOUR advice and spend time with my little light." Yami Bakura draped an arm around Ryou's shoulders, causing the boy to pale slightly. He remembered the last time he and Yami Bakura 'bonded'. Malik and his sister Isis had nearly killed him.

But that HAD been fun, too.

"I meant quality, LEGAL time together and proper bonding! Bringing your light around with you and making him STEAL is not the proper thing to do! Besides, tomorrow is Saturday, you could have done something then!" Yami replied.

"It's not like that makes a difference to me." Yami Bakura answered back promptly, a mocking smile on his face. Yami growled.

"We are going to spend time together, that should satisfy you." Yami Bakura lost the smile, mocking as it was.

Yami suddenly smiled. "Fine. But it can be helpful to you as well." He grinned that confident grin that angered Yami Bakura many times before.

"What do you mean?" Yami Bakura snarled.

"Well, as Yugi is teaching me about the devices of this world, the technology, I think Ryou should do the same with you. You gave yourself enough time to do so, by closing the school." Yami grinned wider. He had won this round.

Yami Bakura growled as he felt Ryou's approval through their mind link. Trust in the pharaoh to turn is successful victory into a boring lesson about the stupid technology of this era!

"I know all about the technology that matters." The tomb robber replied, patting his Duel Deck, the meaning about the Dueling system was clear behind his words.

"Not all that matters." Yami shot back. He knew he had won.

Yami Bakura was about to snarl an insult in response, but Ryou interrupted him.

"I agree." They two yamis regarded him with surprise. Undaunted, Ryou continued.

"I think it is a very good idea for you to learn the modern day technology, Bakura." Ryou told his yami, ignoring the tomb robber's shocked and rebellious look.

"No! I don't need to." Yami Bakura snarled, but he knew he lost, as Ryou began giving him those big, pleading eyes.

"Please, Yami? You'll never know when it becomes useful to know these things." Ryou begged. It was for his own good, but it would give Ryou a chance to show his yami something for a change.

Yami Bakura tried to ignore the eyes, but it was near impossible too.

(A/N: I incorporated "hikari eyes" from other peoples' stories into mine, that all right with everyone? Soon I will have "Chibi Eyes" too.)

"Fine." He muttered. Hey, how bad could it be?

Ryou smiled, and grabbed his yami's hand and hauled him towards their house.

"Since you had gone and closed the school, we can get started now!" Ryou exclaimed joyfully. Yami Bakura sighed, as his evil hikari pulled him away from a smirking Yami and a smiling Yugi.

(In their house)

Beginning Lesson One:

The Kitchen: the stove, the sink, the toaster.

"What is the purpose of this?" Yami Bakura growled in annoyance. He looked at the stove in front of him. He had seen Ryou use it, but he had never bothered to pay attention.

Maybe he should have.

"Now, you turn the little knob, use that one right there for the burner we are using, and that turns on the heat." Ryou explained.

"Any fire?" Yami Bakura asked hopefully. There should be some fun here.

"No, we have a electric stove." Ryou said, ignoring Yami Bakura's disappointed look.

"Now, after you start the stove you........." Ryou went on, and losing Yami Bakura's full attention.

Ryou pulled him over to another side of the kitchen suddenly, interrupting his thoughts on world domination and collecting all seven items. Hey, he swore not too after Battle City, but can't he dream?

"This is the sink. You turn that faucet for hot water, that one for cold. It's pretty simple. Now the toaster, you can make toast, heat pop tarts or anything like that." Ryou said, pointing to the slotted machine.

Lesson Two:

The Kitchen: the fridge, the oven, the microwave.

"This is the fridge. You should know what this does, as you used it before." Ryou began, but Yami Bakura interrupted him with a dismissive wave of his hand.

"Yeah, yeah. It keeps food cold and preserved. Can we PLEASE move on?" He growled impatiently.

"Okay, this is the oven. I use it to bake stuff. You set the dial, and ready whatever you're going to use, and bake it in there." Ryou instructed, deciding he would have to bake cookies with his yami. That would be an interesting thing to see. Yami Bakura would probably refuse outright.

"Still no fire?" Yami Bakura asked despairingly.

"No fire. Only a grill uses fire when it cooks." Ryou retorted, a bit annoyed.

"A grill? Do we have one?" He began looking around the kitchen.

"No! We don't have one." Ryou sighed.

"Oh." Once again, Yami Bakura lost interest in what was going on.

"This is the microwave. You can heat things up in it." Ryou said. He began to go on about the other items of importance, but Yami Bakura interrupted him again.

"Really?" The spirit was always interested in something that could make something go faster and easier. To be able to heat up leftovers by himself instead of having Ryou do it could go a lot faster. (And he could do it whenever he wanted, so Ryou wouldn't have to know.)

"Yes, now to the other rooms." Ryou led the way, and Yami Bakura heaved a sigh again.

Lesson Three:

The Living Room: The vacuum

"You already know how to work the lights, so we'll skip those. I know you know how to work the TV, but we'll review it." Ryou began pointing out how to turn it on, how to change the channels, the VCR, and about every other little detail he thought was important.

"Now, if I teach you how to use the vacuum, then you can clean up your own messes!" Ryou was smiling at the thought, though Yami Bakura was sure he would do no such thing.

He had seen Ryou use the vacuum, so he was prepared for the horrible noise. Ryou shouted over the noise, showing how to use it. Yami Bakura nodded at the right times, bored with the proceedings.

Ryou saw the expression on his yami's face, and decided to move on before Yami Bakura decided to do something irrational to amuse himself.

Lesson Four:

The Hallway: the phone.

"Now, I don't know why I'm showing you this, but as you have a physical body now it might be difficult for you to heal yourself if you get into trouble. For emergencies call my number, which is right here by the phone." Ryou pointed to a paper taped next to the odd machine he was talking about.

"Now, you can call people with this. I have Yugi's number, Joey's number, Tristan's, and Duke's." Ryou said, pointing to the list of names under his own number.

"Not Malik's?" Yami Bakura asked innocently. If he could contact Malik and Marik using this machine, it would be a lot faster for them to get together.

"No, but if you insist I will get it at school Monday or you can ask him when you next see him." Suddenly, Ryou seemed uncomfortable, shifting slightly, as if a thought had just struck him.

Yami Bakura frowned, and accessed their bond. It was closed, Ryou was hiding something.

"What is it, Ryou?" he growled. Ryou shifted again under his glare, but then sighed.

"Since tomorrow is Saturday, and it's going to be a nice day, I thought everyone could come over for the day, and maybe have dinner with us too." Ryou prepared himself for the storm that, sure enough, followed.

"WHAT!! WHY?? There is no cause for that! Why must we have it with everybody else for the WHOLE DAY??" Yami Bakura ranted.

"You can invite Marik and Malik." Ryou pleaded desperately. He wanted to have tomorrow with his friends. It's not often that they all get to spend time together, some are always working or are busy elsewhere.

Yami Bakura hesitated. Invite Marik and Malik? That would take some of the boredom out of a whole day with Ryou's friends........

"Fine." Yami Bakura agreed, a gleam in his eyes that Ryou didn't totally like. But he wanted to have tomorrow with his friends, so he would let his yami do whatever as long as it doesn't wound, kill, or destroy anyone or anything.

(The Next Day.)

The doorbell rang and Ryou ran to go answer it. He had called everyone the night before, after he explained to his yami the rules. No killing, wounding, destroying, stealing, or sending people to the Shadow Realm.

Basically, no fun things at all, in Yami Bakura's opinion.

Opening the door, he let Joey, Yugi, Yami, Tristan, and Duke inside. Tea was going to arrive later, as she had to work.

"Hey Ryou!" Joey greeted, smiling widely. "I brought games!" He motioned to a load of board games in his hands.

"Hello." Ryou replied, smiling. This was going to be fun!

"So, how did you convince the Tomb Robber to allow you to do this?" Yami wondered as they were led into the living room.

"Ah, well.........we kind of made a deal." Ryou said, and the others stopped their conversations to look at him. A deal with Yami Bakura could be a deal with the Devil at times.

"He's not going to make you steal again, is he?" Joey asked. That had been funny, but this time the spirit might make Ryou do something that he could get in serious trouble for.

Like stealing from Seto Kaiba.

"Oh no! Nothing like that! But –"Ryou was interrupted as the front door opened.

Malik and Marik stood in the doorway, smiling broadly and not very nicely.

The others stared in shock, and then realized the nature of the deal between Ryou and his yami. They, in turn, stared at Ryou in shock.

"Well.........I figured I was going to be spending the day with my friends, it would be unfair to make yami go into his soul room for the entire day or hang out with us, which I knew you wouldn't appreciate. I'm NOT letting him roam Domino City, so this was the only option I came up with." Ryou answered to their looks.

"Oy! Ryou! Where's 'Kura?" Malik called cheerfully, waving a tanned arm at the white haired hikari.

"Kura?" Yami whispered in an undertone to the others, who smiled.

"Bakura is upstairs, hiding from my friends." Ryou replied just as cheerfully. He got along with Malik just fine, and would even go as far as to call him a friend. He would have invited him today as well, even without the deal with Yami Bakura, if he knew his other friends didn't like him.

"Gotcha." Malik said, nodding to Ryou, and he ran up the stairs as if the house was his own, his yami following at a more sedate pace, eyeing those in the living room.

When they were gone, Yami looked at Ryou.

"So you allowed Yami Bakura to invite them in order for us to be allowed to come over?" Yami asked with slight misgiving. Those three cooped up in the house together?

"Yes." Ryou muttered, watching the stairs a bit apprehensively.

(With the 'psychos', aka Yami Bakura, Marik, and Malik.)

"So what are we going to do?" Malik asked, draped over Yami Bakura's bed. (A/N: Hey, he has a physical body now, so he should be able to have his own room.)

"Well, Ryou has forbidden any killing, wounding, or sending people to the Shadow Realm, so we aren't left with a lot to do." Yami Bakura answered back dully, laying on the floor and staring at the ceiling. Marik was leaning against the wall, watching the other two and examining the things in the room.

Some of them didn't seem to belong to Yami Bakura, as they were expensive looking. Probably small tokens taken off from people when Ryou wasn't fully looking or watching him.

Malik twirled the Millennium Rod around in one hand, watching as the mid- morning sunlight reflected off its gold shaft. Tired of the silence, he started another conversation.

"Did Ryou teach you anything?" He asked Yami Bakura, and smiled slightly as the other growled.

"Yes. Some of it is useful, but the rest I'm sure he can take care of without my help, so I don't know why he insisted I learn." Yami Bakura muttered, watching the shadows play on the ceiling.

"Like what? Marik knows everything about the stuff of today, because I know everything. I could've taught you." Malik stated thoughtfully.

"What!" Yami Bakura's eyes widened.

"Yeah. So what things do you think are useful to use?" Malik asked, hoping the spirit wouldn't be too upset about that bit of information.

"The phone, and the microware." Yami Bakura said, waving the rest off dismissively.

"The microwave. Not microware." Malik corrected.

"I'm hungry." Marik stated from his wall. "If you know how to use the microwave, go fix us something."

"Yeah, what do you got, 'Kura?" Malik asked, rolling onto his stomach to look at Yami Bakura.

"I don't know. Let's go down and see. We can avoid the living room if we're careful." The spirit stood up and walked out, followed by the other two.

They crept down the hallway, Yami Bakura quieter than the other two, but that was to be expected.

Moving quickly past the living room without being noticed, they entered the kitchen.

Yami Bakura went to the fridge and pulled the door open, grabbing a random bowl. Checking the contents, he shrugged and decided to try out the microwave.

The voices in the next room rose slightly, one coming closer. The three looked up as Joey walked into the kitchen, talking back over his shoulder. He turned away and faced the kitchen, and the three standing there.

"Ah.........hello, I, um, was just getting some chips." He hurriedly grabbed a bag of chips from the kitchen table where Ryou had laid out snacks, and practically ran back to the living room.

Questioning voices were heard, but Joey's reply was too low to hear.

"Hurry up, I want to get back upstairs." Marik mumbled, tilting his head as he watched Yami Bakura punch numbers. Something didn't seem right.........but as he had never actually learned the stuff himself, he only knew what Malik knew, and so he couldn't right away say what he thought was wrong.

Malik did.

"NO! Don't put a metal bowl in the micro – "He was cut off as the microwave hissed and fizzed with electricity, the metal bowl's side reflecting the microwave's heat waves.

Yami Bakura, startled and sensing Ryou's panic from within the living room, did the first thing he though of.

Send the Ra cursed machine to the Shadow Realm.

Dark energy gathered around him, and he was about to release it at the smoking microwave when it blasted outwards, catching and reflecting the Shadow Magic into the three in the kitchen.

Yami Bakura felt himself blown back into the counter behind him. If it had just been the machine, the effect wouldn't have been so strong, but since Shadow Magic was combined it packed a powerful punch. Who knew what side effect a charged Shadow Magic blast could do?

When the blast dissipated and died down, Yami Bakura found himself on his stomach on the ground, feeling bruises that were forming and a strange, light headed feeling.

Marik was also on the ground, not too far away, while Malik managed to catch himself on the counter top, barely. He was on his knees, and finally just released the counter top and slid to the floor, also feeling light headed.

The people in the living room came rushing out to see what had happened. They had heard the blast and Malik's shout, as well as Yami feeling the summoning of the Shadow Realm.

They found the smoking microwave and the three lying stunned on the tiled floor.

"Yami!" Ryou cried, rushing forwards. Something wasn't right here; something about his yami was different.

Yami Bakura moaned and rolled over onto his side, trying to work his way to his knees, and from they're to his feet. Ryou was at his side, helping him up, as Marik and Malik tried to stand as well.

"What happened?" Ryou asked worriedly. Something was wrong; he felt it through their bond.

"That stupid machine was smoking, so I tried to banish it as you wouldn't want a fire. But it reflected it back into us." His mind went to the skies as another dizzy spell went through.

Nearby, Marik collapsed as he felt the same. Malik blinked dazedly and leaned against the fridge.

Yami Bakura shrugged Ryou off and straightened. He was staring straight at Yami.

"By Ra!" Yami exclaimed, staring at the confused Yami Bakura.

"What?" Yugi asked, as Yami stared intently at Yami Bakura, then Marik, and then Malik.

"They're younger." Yami whispered, causing everyone else to examine the three closely.

"What? What are you talking about?" Marik demanded, uncomfortable with them staring at him.

"Your younger. Somehow the Shadow Realm blast caused you to de-age. You look about.........twelve years old." The ex-pharaoh said, still staring the three of them.

Ryou then realized why he thought his yami looked different and felt different through their bond. His yami was younger.

So was Marik and Malik. The two of them were staring at each other, recognizing the change through looks and bond as well.

"Oh boy." Ryou muttered.

(End Chapter.)

Good? Not a totally original idea, but I tried. I wanted to do a story like this. Should I continue? Please no flames!

It will be a while before I can update, as I am going to Michigan for the summer. If I can, I will try to get another chapter up before I leave in a week!