Dawn Moon: Hey Gang! I'm BAA-AAACK! And here's my brand spankin' new story, "Summer Days, Driftin' Away"! This is the sequel to "Dueling Hearts", so if you haven't yet read that, READ IT!!! Otherwise, this story will make little if NO sense! Okay, enough of my ranting, on with the fic!
Yami Yugi walks up and nudges her
Yami Yugi: Umm, aren't you forgetting something?
Dawn Moon: Erm, nooooo…
Yami Yugi: You forgot the Disclaimer. You know, the part where you say that you don't own us or our show. Thank Ra for that…
Dawn Moon: I didn't forget! I just…you uhh, didn't let me get to it and…HEY! Thank Ra for WHAT?
Yami Yugi: That you don't own us!
Dawn Moon: Well guess what! As a fanfiction writer, in the law of the pen, I OWN YOUR DESTINY!!! MUAHAHAHAHAAA! Dances around, completely flipping out.
Yami Bakura nudges Yami Yugi
Yami Bakura: Did you leave those Pixie Stix out AGAIN?
Yami Yugi: No way! I locked them in a cupboard with this key! Reaches into pocket, comes out empty WHAT?!
Joey stands off to one side, twirling the key ring on his finger
Joey: Heh heh heh…
Yami Yugi: leaps for Joey TRAITOR!!
Dawn Moon: Thank you boys for that charming display… Oh yeah, one more thing. Although every title in this story will be a song title, they are NOT songfics. Just wanted to let you know. NOW on with the fic!!!
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Summer Days, Driftin' Away
Chapter One: Good Morning Beautiful
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The gray dawn light bled through the window and crept over the long bed. Mai stirred and shifted, trying to avoid its prodding at her still sleepy eyes. She stretched like a cat and yawned, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Slowly she opened them and looked around. At first she didn't recognize her surrounding, then remembered that Joey had brought her to the guestroom the night before.
The night before… It seemed far too good to be true. But here she was, waking up to the knowledge that it was only too true. Everything had happened so quickly, but she didn't mind that a bit. After all the time wasted on not being with him, she felt that quick was the only speed that would be appropriate right now. They still had so much to discover about each other.
An intoxicating smell wafted into the room and further awakened her senses. Eggs...and toast...and bacon...
"Mmmm..." she purred, a sudden exclamation from her stomach reminding her that she hadn't eaten dinner the night before. Just before she got up, she noticed some black smudges on her hands. She stared, puzzled, then headed to the bathroom to wash them off. What she saw in the mirror, however, scared her quite a bit. All around her eyes were charcoal black smears from when she rubbed her eyes. Deciding that she couldn't face Joey with her face like this, she scrubbed away the leftover make-up, unmindful of the water dribbling down her neck. Tossing the towel onto the rack, she hurried out to the kitchen. There stood Joey, bare-chested in plaid pajama pants. He held two hot plates of food in one hand, and a small electric fan in the other, blowing the tasty scent into the hallway.
"Good mornin' beautiful," he smiled, placing the plates back on the table. "Thought for a minute the fan wasn't workin'." He went to her and pulled her into a hug. She struggled slightly but he held her all the more.
"Come on Joey. I'm all gross and rumpled and bare-faced," she moaned.
"Big deal, so am I. And thank goodness for the bare face!" he laughed, holding her tighter.
"Yeah, but boys don't need much for the mornings and…"
"Shh," he suddenly interrupted, placing a finger over her lips. "You are beautiful Mai. You don't need to primp to be beautiful to me." He ran his finger over her mouth and traced down her jaw line. "You just need to be you. Got it?"
Mai smiled and rewarded him with a sweet kiss. "Got it, and thank you." She snuggled against his chest and then looked up at him. "I can still primp though, right?"
Joey laughed out loud, running his hand over her hair. "You know you can, but not now. Breakfast's gonna get cold," he said, indicating the still hot food. A loud gurgle issued from Mai's stomach and she blushed red. Joey quirked an eyebrow and grinned as he pulled out her chair. She gave him a look that said "Don't-you-say-a-word" before she sat down. The steam from the plate of food bathed her face and she let out a pleased "mmmm".
"Well, time to dig in," Joey announced, digging his fork into the pile of egg. Mai eyed it cautiously, but she remembered his cooking on the island and knew it couldn't be toxic. Besides, her stomach wouldn't let her wait any longer.
"Mmm, this is stellar!"
Joey blushed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Really? No lie?"
"Joey, you do own taste buds, don't you? You know it's good!" Mai grinned, remembering something. "Did you take my advice and buy that chef's hat?" Joey smiled broadly and shook his head. "Not even the 'cute apron'?" At this Joey laughed out loud and had to push his plate aside.
"Oh… oh my gosh, you… REMEMBERED dat!" he gasped out through laughs.
"Well, now I know what to buy you for Christmas!" Mai laughed. Joey stood and gave her a playful glare.
"You wouldn' DARE! You know how much FLACK Tristan would give me?"
"Yeah. That's what makes it fun!"
"You're… you're kiddin'!"
"I am?"
"Please!" He begged, dropping in front of her on his knees. "TELL me you're kiddin'!"
"Hmm, I think I like you in that position."
"Tell me you're kiddin' Mai!" he pleaded, really getting worried.
"Alright, I was kidding."
"Were you kiddin'?"
"Of COURSE I wasn't kidding!"
"DAT'S IT!" Joey growled and made a jump for her. She squealed and moved her chair in front of her.
"What are you doing!" she cried, wondering if he was joking or not.
"C'mere an' find out!" he challenged, climbing atop the chair. Mai yelped and backed against the wall. She took a look at his hands and the villainous gleam in his eyes and saw very clearly what his intentions were.
"NO! Don't you think about it!" she warned him.
"Too late for dat!" he grinned and made a move towards her. She darted away, but his fingers snagged her jacket sleeve. Mai yelped as she felt herself stopped short. Joey cackled in triumph and began pulling her closer to him. But Mai wasn't about to give up. She slipped her arms out of the jacket and ducked into the living room. Sliding under the coffee table, she watched, barely restraining her laughter as his bare feet crossed the floor. He stopped in various places before his feet disappeared from view. Mai waited, holding her breath until she couldn't hear him anymore. At last she heaved a huge sigh of relief.
"GOTCHA!" Joey yelled as he grabbed her ankles. She screeched with laughter as her yanked her out from beneath the table. He wrapped his arms around her waist and plopped her down on the couch. Mai writhed and giggled as his fingers danced all over her body. She hardly even noticed how compromising their position was becoming.
"ENOUGH! E-hehehe-ENOUGH! MERCY!" she pleaded through hysterical laughter. Finally, Joey's fingers stopped their assault. Mai lay still, gasping out more giggles as she tried to breathe. "No gasp fair. You…dirty fighter…you."
"Guilty as charged," Joey smirked. Mai opened her eyes and he could see surprise in them as she gazed at him. He glanced around and saw that he'd ended up virtually on top of her. One of his legs rested between hers, the other, supporting him on the floor. He looked into her eyes and saw the surprise had melted away and had been replaced by a sultry, knowing look that said, "Well, well, well." He swallowed hard and made a move to get up.
"What's the matter?" She asked him, holding gently to his arm.
"Uh, nothin'. I just thought dat you… well… I was thinkin'…"
"You think too much Wheeler," Mai whispered and reached up to his face. She traced a line from his temple to his cheekbone. "You want to know what I think?"
"What?" He asked, his voice becoming a little husky.
"I think you have the most adorable dimples on the face of the earth."
"Bad pun Mai," Joey chided blushing.
"Oh hush up and let me finish. You also have the most perfectly, unbearably messy hair I've ever seen," she said as she raked her fingers through it. Her eyes fastened onto his lips. She noticed the full lower lip puckered inward a tiny bit, possibly from a scar. To her, it only enhanced the sexiness of his mouth. "And you have the most beautiful set of lips that I would love to nibble on right about now."
"Now you hush," he purred and descended upon her mouth. Everything in Mai's body relaxed and tensed all at once and she returned the kiss with a passion. Her hands traced down his bare back over the toned muscles. Such a body…
Reluctantly they pulled away and gazed at each other. That only lasted for a moment though as they both went at it again. They clung to each other and communed with breath. Joey released her lips and traced a line of kissed down her neck and over her bare shoulders. Mai sighed and giggled as his warm breathed tickled the hairs on the nape of her neck. As soon as he stopped, she dipped low and claimed his mouth, gently nibbling on the lower lip. Joey moaned hoarsely and swept his hand along her side up to her full breast.
"Joey! You home?"
Time froze. Mai and Joey stared at each other horrified. Joey flashed his eyes up to the front door. There stood Yugi with Tristan close behind him. Yugi's eyes looked like they would pop right out of his head as he took in the pair on the couch.
"Uh…uh…hi Mai…" he stuttered, as if he couldn't think of anything else to say.
"Mai?" Tristan asked, coming around Yugi. "What are you…" He stopped short when he saw Joey shirtless and the sight of Mai's bared shoulders. "AAAAAHHHHHH!"
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" Joey, Mai and Yugi screamed in surprised. Joey leapt up and Mai flew into his chest.
"WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU SCREAMING ABOUT!?" She yelled clinging onto Joey. Tristan abruptly stopped screaming and took another look. This time he saw the pajama pants and Mai's scant, but there, top. At that, he fell to his knees sobbing with relief.
"Oh, thank God you're still clothed! Thank GOD you're still clothed!"
Joey and Mai looked at each other, then at Yugi, and then at the weepy Tristan. Joey grinned and Mai tried not to laugh. Finally though, a laugh managed to splutter out through her pressed lips, and she and Joey fell to the floor cracking up.
"HEY! What the heck is so funny?" Tristan demanded. "What's going on? What were you guys…"
"Tristan!" Yugi laughed, grabbing onto his arm. "I know that there is a rational explanation to this. Isn't there guys?" He said this with such a smile on his face, because he knew what the "rational explanation" was.
The pair on the floor finally stopped laughing and looked up at Yugi and Tristan, still in the throes of his assumption. "Oh yeah. There's an explanation to this alright," Joey assured, wrapping his arm about Mai's waist. She looked up at him and grinned.
"You guys might want to sit down," she offered, which they did, Tristan still with a somewhat panicky look on his face.
"Well, should we start at the beginning?" Joey asked Mai, moving his hand from her waist to clasp her hand. She grinned and gave his a gentle squeeze.
"Why not? Can't start at the end can we?" She said, and Joey grinned at the double meaning in that.
"There is no end for us Mai," he whispered in her ear and smiled when he felt her squeeze his hand again. No end…
Well there ya go! Chapter One! Yeah, kinda short, but whadjathink? Like it? Hate it? DON'T HATE IT PLEASE! Reviews needed for the next chapter to go up! C-YA!