Tristan's Boredom
Ch.1 the brush-off Disclaimer; I do not own the Yu-Gi-Oh characters. Kokoru: no. She doesn't Tunisa: they get the point without your help! Kokoru: *raises eyebrow* are you sure? Tunisa: *nods* positive. Kokoru: *shrugs* Warnings: if you really like Tristan, you probably shouldn't read this.also shonen-ai, sap, that stuff Tunisa: that's about it Kokoru: then start the story Tunisa: stop telling me what to do! Tristan sat alone on the couch at home. "I'm bored," he stated aloud to no one but himself. Then he thought, maybe I can go over to Ryou's. We're practically dating after all. He stood up, put on a jacket and his helmet, and went out to his motorcycle. ~ ~ ~ Ryou pushed play on the VCR and collapsed onto the sofa next to his darker half, snuzzling [1] him slightly as he did so. Tonight had been Bakura's night to pick the movie [2], and Ryou suspected it would contain a lot of gore and bloodshed. Not really his type of movie.Ryou had a feeling that Bakura only chose this sort of movie to get Ryou close to him.
The snow-haired boy cringed, suspicions confirmed, as within the first 15 minutes someone's head was sliced clear from their shoulders. Bakura noticed and smirked, instantly putting his arm around his light, and giving a protective little squeeze. Ryou smiled softly and shook his head, but gratefully cuddled into the warmth anyways.
Just as the two were getting comfy-cozy, there was a knock at the door [3]. Bakura, obviously annoyed, muttered a harsh statement under his breath. Ryou sighed and stood up, a bit sleepily, to answer it.
He opened the door and blinked his brown doe eyes at the visitor, immediately blushing at the brunette's greeting
"Hey, beautiful."
Ryou chuckled softly, trying to ignore the blatantly spoken comment. "Hello, Tristan. What are you doing here?"
"I was thinking, maybe, I could.come in?" He asked, rather hopefully.
"Well-" he had started, but was quickly pulled behind the door.
"Get rid of him!" Bakura, who had obviously heard everything, whispered angrily. "I will not allow that pointy-haired freak to have a 'booty call' [4] with my aibou!"
"Don't worry so much!" Ryou explained. "I wasn't going to let him in. Just give me a minute." Bakura nodded and crept back to the couch. Ryou reopened the front door. "I'm sorry Tristan. We're busy right now."
"We?"
"Me and Bakura."
"Busy?" Tristan frowned.
Ryou sweatdropped. "Hentai! We happen to be watching a movie at the moment."
Tristan gave a little sigh. "Oh, I was just hopping we could.talk."
Ryou easily noticed the hinting pause. "I'm sorry, but I have to go in. Bye!" he closed the door before Tristan had said his farewells. A breath of relief escaped him. The lovable little bishie [5] walked up to his yami and raised his eyebrow at him.
"What?" Bakura questioned.
Ryou gave him a rare smirk. " 'Booty call'?"
"Well," he began defensively, but Ryou put a finger to his darkness's lips, bringing silence [6]. Bakura gently pulled his hikari onto the couch, lightly kissing him on the forehead. Ryou nuzzled against Bakura and they continued to watch the movie. [1] snuggling + nuzzling =snuzzling [2] assuming that they have some kind of movie night, where they take turns picking a movie to watch [3] curse him for ruining the fluffy moment! [4] not mine.? I think I got it from some where. [5] yes he is ^_^ [6] other than the movie noise Kokoru: *looks up* that's a lot of footnotes Tunisa: so. Kokoru: nothing. Tunisa: *stares at Kokoru then quickly shakes head* any way.
Ch.1 the brush-off Disclaimer; I do not own the Yu-Gi-Oh characters. Kokoru: no. She doesn't Tunisa: they get the point without your help! Kokoru: *raises eyebrow* are you sure? Tunisa: *nods* positive. Kokoru: *shrugs* Warnings: if you really like Tristan, you probably shouldn't read this.also shonen-ai, sap, that stuff Tunisa: that's about it Kokoru: then start the story Tunisa: stop telling me what to do! Tristan sat alone on the couch at home. "I'm bored," he stated aloud to no one but himself. Then he thought, maybe I can go over to Ryou's. We're practically dating after all. He stood up, put on a jacket and his helmet, and went out to his motorcycle. ~ ~ ~ Ryou pushed play on the VCR and collapsed onto the sofa next to his darker half, snuzzling [1] him slightly as he did so. Tonight had been Bakura's night to pick the movie [2], and Ryou suspected it would contain a lot of gore and bloodshed. Not really his type of movie.Ryou had a feeling that Bakura only chose this sort of movie to get Ryou close to him.
The snow-haired boy cringed, suspicions confirmed, as within the first 15 minutes someone's head was sliced clear from their shoulders. Bakura noticed and smirked, instantly putting his arm around his light, and giving a protective little squeeze. Ryou smiled softly and shook his head, but gratefully cuddled into the warmth anyways.
Just as the two were getting comfy-cozy, there was a knock at the door [3]. Bakura, obviously annoyed, muttered a harsh statement under his breath. Ryou sighed and stood up, a bit sleepily, to answer it.
He opened the door and blinked his brown doe eyes at the visitor, immediately blushing at the brunette's greeting
"Hey, beautiful."
Ryou chuckled softly, trying to ignore the blatantly spoken comment. "Hello, Tristan. What are you doing here?"
"I was thinking, maybe, I could.come in?" He asked, rather hopefully.
"Well-" he had started, but was quickly pulled behind the door.
"Get rid of him!" Bakura, who had obviously heard everything, whispered angrily. "I will not allow that pointy-haired freak to have a 'booty call' [4] with my aibou!"
"Don't worry so much!" Ryou explained. "I wasn't going to let him in. Just give me a minute." Bakura nodded and crept back to the couch. Ryou reopened the front door. "I'm sorry Tristan. We're busy right now."
"We?"
"Me and Bakura."
"Busy?" Tristan frowned.
Ryou sweatdropped. "Hentai! We happen to be watching a movie at the moment."
Tristan gave a little sigh. "Oh, I was just hopping we could.talk."
Ryou easily noticed the hinting pause. "I'm sorry, but I have to go in. Bye!" he closed the door before Tristan had said his farewells. A breath of relief escaped him. The lovable little bishie [5] walked up to his yami and raised his eyebrow at him.
"What?" Bakura questioned.
Ryou gave him a rare smirk. " 'Booty call'?"
"Well," he began defensively, but Ryou put a finger to his darkness's lips, bringing silence [6]. Bakura gently pulled his hikari onto the couch, lightly kissing him on the forehead. Ryou nuzzled against Bakura and they continued to watch the movie. [1] snuggling + nuzzling =snuzzling [2] assuming that they have some kind of movie night, where they take turns picking a movie to watch [3] curse him for ruining the fluffy moment! [4] not mine.? I think I got it from some where. [5] yes he is ^_^ [6] other than the movie noise Kokoru: *looks up* that's a lot of footnotes Tunisa: so. Kokoru: nothing. Tunisa: *stares at Kokoru then quickly shakes head* any way.