Well, I'm back from Italy! And I have about six hundred stories to type- well not really, but I do have a lot. So anyway, it may take me a while. Sorry I haven't updated my other stories, I'm having major writer's block. So review and give me ideas! Thanx Allyson
Yugi woke up and groggily shook the shimmering body in the next bed. He rubbed his eyes and shrieked.
"Seto, what's your problem?" the yami asked rolling over. "Holy shit," he exclaimed, seeing Yugi. The two boys sat up and stared at each other.
"Why are you in my bed?" Yugi asked slowly, "And where's Atemu?"
"I have no clue whatsoever." Seth said getting out of bed. He looked down at his half dressed body.
"So… any clothes I could borrow?"
"Doubt it," Yugi said, stifling a giggle. Seth sighed and sat back down on the bed.
Marik sat awake in bed. He smiled to himself. He looked at the white haired boy beside him. He felt like jumping for joy at finally being able to fuck the tomb robber's overly innocent hikari. He laughed out loud which startled Ryou out of his sleep. Ryou rolled over and saw the Egyptian staring down at him with insane longing. His eyes rolled back in his head and he fainted.
Bakura woke up in Kaiba's bedroom. Oh great, he thought, Marik screwed up and switched us wrong. He tried to get up without waking the sleeping CEO but failed.
"What the hell are you doing here Tomb Robber?" Kaiba asked.
"Marik wants to screw my hikari so we agreed to switch places, but apparently the bastard is incapable of anything more than being perverted."
"I didn't get anything you said but whatever. Let's go straighted this out." Kaiba said standing up.
"Aww, come on, we have to see everyone else's reactions. And anyway, being in bed with you is kinda fun."
Kaiba's right eye went narrow while his left went really wide.
"Don't play games with me Kaiba, Seth told me every one of your dreams about me." Bakura said stretching. He stood up and put a hand on the taller boy's shoulder.
"Come on, admit it Seto,"
Kaiba stepped closer to Bakura.
"Oh hell I admit it," He said, capturing the tomb robber's lips in a furious kiss.
Atemu gazed down at the sleeping boy next to him. He had no clue how he'd gotten into Malik's bed but he was sure as hell glad he was in it. He gently stroked the Egyptian's back, fingertips feeling the scars of the hieroglyphics. Malik rolled over and recognized the ancient pharaoh. He smiled and slid into Atemu's arms. He rubbed his head catlike up the older boy's chest. Atemu cradled Malik's overly thin body and they both fell back to sleep.
A/N: So that was the first chapter! How did you like it? I'm really proud of the plot; it's completely different from anyone else's. See, I'm smiling so much my face hurts (and my hands do too…). Anyhoo, I miss Italy…. R&R please!