Yamis Need Downtime, Too
A Bronzeshipping Story
Don't like yaoi? Then don't read it you retard!
DISCLAIMER: Roses are red, Violets are blue, I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, and neither do you!
Warnings: OOC, possible lemon, most likely lime, extreme fluff, probably some other shippings, too.
Marik=Malik, Yami Marik=Marik
Rated-M Genre-Romance Humor
-Random Bronzeshipping-
Malik signed softly as he slowly woke from his sleep. After staring blankly at the other warm figure pressed against him, he attempted to sit up. Hissing lightly when a short sting ran up his back Malik started for the shower, but not getting that far. When Malik stood up, he tripped over clothes strewn all over the floor from various activities last night with his dark. He chuckled to himself while recalling all the kinky things his Yami pulled on him. Tanned, muscled arms snaked their way around Malik's small-ish body.
"That was a fun night, Hikari-pretty. We should do that more often." The older man stated, yawning slightly in the process.
"What? The sex or the cuddling for like, five hours?" Malik asked with a small giggle.
Marik just rolled his eyes and fell back onto the bed with a muffled 'Oof!' Malik took this time to snatch a pillow and start pounding Marik with it. This would be cute if Malik weren't laughing like a maniac.
"I just love your body Malik. Do continue with what you're doing." a random British voice said.
"Bakura? What the EFF are you doing here? I thought you went home last night." Malik said while swaying back and forth on his feet. Instead of Bakura, a different Britain walked out of the shadows.
"Ryou? Oh hey, what are you doing here? Didn't 'Kura take you home and 'ravage you silly' as he puts it?" This time Marik asked the question. He had a curious glint in his eyes.
"Actually we stayed the night. You guys were just too drunk to notice. Speaking of which, Bakura drank all your beer." Ryou informed. He was smiling softly as he told them. Marik died on the bed once again while Malik glomped Ryou.
"KURA MALIK IS GLOMPING ME AGAIN!" the small boy yelled. All he got for a reply was a few grunts and curses and most likely the death of some breakable furniture.
'I do hope he'll stop soon...' Ryou thought when Malik started to lick his neck in a very suggestive manner. Marik's eyes lingered on the scene before him while his face adorned an amused smile. Groaning, he stretched his back muscles. He forced himself off the bed and pulled on some random pairs of pants that were lying on the floor. As Marik sauntered on over to the door, he felt the need to push Ryou and Malik down. So he did.
"Dude what the EFF was that for? I was glomping someone!" Malik whined. In response to his hikari, Marik just shrugged and stalked on downstairs. As soon as he got into the living room he doubled over in laughter. Bakura was lying on the floor rolling in the glass that decorated the ground.
"Bakura what are you doing?" Marik asked wiping a few tears from his eyes. Bakura is such a weirdo. Heh... not that he can say anything.
"I'm trying to die. Please leave a message after the beep." He continued rolling around. If you looked closer you would see a twitching eye.
"Um... you never said the beep..." Marik stated. He gave Bakura a strange look.
"Exactly, I don't want a message." At that Bakura jumped a little and started rolling again. Poor Bakura, the glass isn't even cutting him.
"OK well, Malik's glomping and/or having sex with your hikari upstairs so if ya want some live yaoi, go away." Bakura's head shot up and very, very soon he was flying up the stairs. Marik sighed and shook his head. With a chuckle he sat down on the sofa. He turned up the volume on the T.V. So he could tune out the numerous moans that came from upstairs. Normally he would go and join in, but today was a resting day for him. He turned the volume up even louder after hearing a particularly loud shriek. His semi-hard erection eventually died down as he watched My Little Pony Friendship is Magic. (Insert derp face here)
-About an hour later-
Footsteps could be heard coming down the stairs as a small albino appeared around the corner. Ryou smiled fondly when he saw Marik's sleeping face on the couch. Occasionally a light snore could be heard. Ryou busied himself with the task of cleaning up the broken glass on the floor. After he was done with that he went into the kitchen to make himself some food.
"Bitch make me a samich!" Ryou rolled his eyes and smiled. 'At least he's only joking.' the small boy thought.
"Make your own damn samich! I'm eating." Ryou replied. His taller Yami walked into the room, laughing softly and set out to make himself his own food. Of course he took some of Ryou's food just for a sliver of pride.
"Stop taking mah food! I'm tiny and I'll die without it." Ryou whined. Bakura in response took a handful of chips and, (attempted to), cram them all in his mouth. Surprisingly he succeeded with the task.
"So I'm guessing that's what you were doing to my hikari, right?" another voice asked. Marik walked into his kitchen. He smacked the back of Bakura's head effectively making the chips in his mouth spew out.
"Other than that, why the hell do you eat all my food? Why can't you get your own? Gosh 'Kura, it's like you never feed Ryou. He's small, weak, and you're stealing his food." the tanned man said as he walked over to the oven.
"It's true, he doesn't feed me. All we have is meat and beer. I myself don't like beer and 'Kura doesn't even cook the meat." Ryou said while scooting up to Marik. Ryou batted his eyes and pretended to cry. Bakura didn't appreciate this and bit down on Ryou's neck making an angry red mark appear.
"Ow! What the hell? WHY! WHY DO YOU ABUSE MAH?" Ryou shouted, jumping out of his seat dramatically.
"Because, my love, I can't hold back my vampiric urges. I need you." Bakura said in a deep, seductive voice. 'He sure does look retarded.' Marik thought. Ryou and Bakura met in a slow motion bear hug and fell to the floor. Marik rolled his eyes, he seems to be doing this a lot lately, and headed upstairs to find Malik.
"Malik are you in there?" Marik asked the bathroom door. He needed to shower too and judging by the way the two albinos' hair looked fresh and clean, he was gonna run out of warm water soon.
"Just a minute, I'm almost done!" Malik shouted over the spray of water. He quickly turned off the water and wrapped a towel around himself. He walked over to the door and opened it.
'Gosh Marik, you look drunk. What were you doing?' Malik asked through his mind-link.
Sorry to end this so short and at a bad time but I really need to post something. Well I hope you liked it anyway. First FanFic! This was originally supposed to be an oneshot, but I decided to make chapters. R&R please! Oh and please give me some suggestions and advice, too.