Nani! What Are They Doing?!?! O.O

The last rays of the sun disappeared as night fell. Marik Ishtar and Yami Bakura stood together in the dark garage.

"Okay let's do it!" said Bakura impatiently.

Marik giggled. "Okay, okay! Let me do it."

Bakura waited until he heard Marik groan, "I can't do it!"

Bakura growled, "You have to!"

Marik shook his head, "It's too hard!"

"No it's not!" Bakura said half-annoyed. "You did it last time!"

Marik pouted, "Okay fine! But you have to help me. Put your hand here. Okay now when I say 'now', do this!"

Bakura's eyes widened. "But ... are you sure?!?!"

Marik grinned and rolled his eyes, "Yeah don't worry! Now."

Bakura grunted, "No, it's not working."

"Try harder!" Marik said feebly from under him.

Bakura sighed exasperatedly, "I can't! I'm stuck!"

Marik rolled his eyes, "Oh damn! I told you your hand was too big! Let ME do it!"

Bakura gasped, "Ow! You're hurting me! Marik! Don't do that!"

"Oh look, Kura! My hand is small enough! It fits! Yahoo!Ok, now I just gotta find ... "

"Ah! Marik! What'd you do THAT for!"

"Almost got it ..."

"Just pull on THIS." Bakura giuded Marik's hand.

"Ok, fine you're not fun!

"Marik!"

"It's not working, maybe we should stroke it ..."

"No! Just be rough with it!"

Marik slappeed him playfully, "You're always so rough! Hey! I got ... oh no ... it's just vibrating ... then it gets stiff ... then it goes dead ..."

Bakura whimpered, "It isn't on?!?"

Marik looked at him concerned, "Nope ..."

Bakura sighed, "I'm STILL stuck!"

"Okay ... I got it. Now, move."

"Oh! OH! I can't! AH!"

"Fine, I'll do it!"

"No! NO! Ah! AH! Marik!"

"Got it! Oh look it's all wet!"

"It's dripping onto the floor. Your sister's gonna kill us ..."

"Uh KURA! Task at hand!"

Bakura smiled and leaned in to kiss him. "Right." Marik kissed him back but stopped when they heard the door of the garage open.

Ishizu Ishtar was having quite a normal day, which was strange because she had a less than normal brother. Just as she thought she'd call Marik and his friend Bakura in for dinner, she stopped with her hand on the doorknob.

"Maybe we should stroke it ..."

"I can't!"

"Got it!"

"AH! Marik!"

"It's all wet!"

Ishizu froze. "What is my brother DOING to Bakura!?!?! Is he ... RAPING HIM!!!!"

Ishizu threw open the door and almost fainted at the sight.

Marik was sprawled facedown on the motorcycle, Bakura sitting on top of him, straddling Marik's hips. Oil was dripping from the bike's engine. Marik was leaning back and Bakura was kissing him. They froze when they saw her.

Ishizu steddied herself with help from the wall. "WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING!?!?!?!?!"

Marik looked at her innocently, "We're trying to fix my motorcycle, it won't start."

A/N: ACK! I know it's retarded. Don't kill me! I HAD TO WRITE IT! The voices in my head SAID I had to write it! Shhh!

Marik:"sweatdrop" Anywho ... R&R pweeze!

Bakura comes up behind him: Well Marik ... let's finish what we started!

"Locks door and start screwing madly"

Me: "sweatdrop" So yeah R&R!!!! I beg you!!!! PWEEZE!!!!