Sicky
By OtakuChild
DISCLAIMER: I categorically deny that I...am a monkey.
Okay, I've redone these, apparently script format is prohibited on So all the commercials are gone. Sorry. Oh well. I did these awihle ago, and these days I'm too lazy to do crap like it anyway, so here it is!


Chapter One
Infection.

Cough, cough. Haaaaack hack. Cough.
Haaaaaaaaak.

Yugi Mutou was having a coughing fit. To make matters worse, he was having this fit in front of his crush, Tea Gardner, who was eyeing him with a worried look. He recovered, and smiled awkwardly at Tea.
"Yugi," Tea said, "You've been coughing all day. Are you sure you're alright?"
"I'm fine!" Yugi flashed his trademark smile.
"Okay," said Tea, "But you look flushed. And you're sweating."
"Oh," said. Yugi. He wiped his forehead and took off his jacket, revealing the black tank shirt underneath. The shirt looked like it once had sleeves, and the white letters stated, "KEEP STARING, I MIGHT DO A TRICK."
Tea read the shirt. "Where did you get that?"
"Oh, Malik gave it to me. He said Bakura shrunk it in the wash, and it didn't fit him anymore, so he gave it to me." Yugi took a drink of his soda.
Tea shook her head. Typical Malik, the tall, tanned Egyptian rarely wore sleeves, and any T-shirt he got soon lost their sleeves, and sometimes their collars. On rare occasion some shirts became midriffs. Anything to show off his navel ring, Tea thought with an eye roll. Malik was so vain sometimes. She preferred not to think of reasons why he got it pierced, and instead turned her attention to her tricolor-haired friend.
Said Egyptian tried to keep Bakura away from the laundry whenever possible, but sometimes the former tomb robber couldn't be stopped, and that's when something went awry, such as clothes shrinking, or a black silk shirt getting bleached completely white. Tea remembered that one. They all did. Malik was livid, and didn't speak to Ryou's aibou for a week.
Tea shook her head. The two of them went up to Yugi's room, and talked and hung out until Tea's mom called, letting her know that dinner would be ready soon. By the time her mother called Yugi was looking a tad pale, and a bit shaky. He walked her to the door, and the two said their goodbyes.
As soon as Yugi shut the door, he lost his footing and fell. Inches before he hit the ground Yami rushed over and caught him.
"Yugi! Be careful!"
Yugi's response was an unintelligible mumble. Yami felt his forehead. It was burning.
"Okay, you have a fever. Up to bed, aibou."
"But I'm fine!" Yugi protested.
"Yugi, you're pale, sweaty, you almost fainted, and your forehead is burning. You're getting sick, now off to bed with you." Yami went to pick up Yugi, but couldn't, because Yugi was squirming and trying to get away. "To Hell with this," Yami muttered, and he picked up Yugi and tossed him over his shoulder. Yugi's response was to kick harder, and start screeching, in the hopes that Yami would drop him. Yami ignored the screeching, and proceeded to carry him up the stairs and to the bedroom, Yugi kicking and screeching all the way. Once Yugi was in PJs and tucked in, Yami went to the bathroom to find a thermometer, to take his temperature. He was distracted when he heard the squeak of a floorboard. He turned to see Yugi trying to sneak down the stairs. He turned to face his lighter half, arms crossed.
Yugi looked up rather sheepishly. "I...um..."
"Oh no you don't! Back to bed!"
"NO!"
"YES!"
"NONONONONONONOOOOO!"
Yami once again slung Yugi over his shoulder, tucked him in, and called the Dark Magician to block the door while he went to find medicine and a thermometer.
Yugi had a temperature of 103 and so he called the school to tell them he wouldn't be in for a couple of days(Grandpa was at a gaming convention). Then he set about making some soup for Yugi. He was just about to serve it when the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Heeeeeeeeeey, Yamcha!" A sultry voice said on the other line.
"Oh," Yami said flatly. "Hi Malik."
There was a scuffle on the other line, and a giggle. "Wait, Baka!" Malik hissed. "Don't do that! Oh! Mmm..."
Yami was getting fed up. "Is there a reason you called?"
"Sure did, Yami-kins. Let's see...well, Bakura and I got to drinking, and then we got to kissing, and then we got to making out, and then we got to other stuff, and we realized...we don't have any lube! So...we were wondering if you had any."
"I don't. Why would you think I had any?" Yami was getting irritated.
"Cuz' you want to get into Kaiba's pants," Malik said lazily.
Yami turned bright red. "I-I don't!" he spat.
"Yeah, everyone's a saint. Listen, do you know anyone who has any lube?"
"No."
"How about adult novelty stores that would deliver?"
"NO!"
"Touch-y," Malik hissed. "Oh well, thanks anyway Yamcha. Oh gods, Bakura! Stop doing that! Wait 'till I get off the phone!"
"Malik, why do you call me Yamcha?" Yami's eyebrow started to twitch.
"Oh, because when you get mad, you look just like him! And your name sounds like him...and you act like him...maybe you are him..."
"Yeah. Have fun being smashed and screwed."
"Sure will!" Malik grinned lazily on the other line. "Oh yeah, about that..."
"WHAAAT?"
"You got any lube?"
Yami hung up the phone, and took the soup up to Yugi, who was in the midst of another coughing fit.
On the other end, Malik was lazily grinning at the phone. Bakura inched up behind him, and kissed his neck. "Sooo...?" he asked.
"He didn't have any."
"Drat." Bakura nuzzled Malik affectionately. "Guess we'll have to use the emergency backup."
"Yeah." Malik crawled over to the night stand drawer, reached to the back, and took out a box(the phone was in the bedroom). He opened the box, which revealed about twenty tubes of lube, each a different flavor. He randomly picked one, shut the box, and put the box away. He gazed lazily at it. Bakura crawled up behind him. "Come on," he said, then tackled Malik to the floor. The Egyptian let out a squeak and they spent the rest of the evening in various activities.
But anyway, back to Yami...
Yugi was slowly eating his soup, while Yami poured some cough medicine into a cup. When Yugi was done eating he took the medicine, with much protest and squirming. He tucked Yugi in and within minutes the small teen was fast asleep. Yami let out a sigh.
"You'll feel better soon, Aibou."
Yugi continued to sleep soundly. Chapter one done! YAAAAY!!!! There will be more fluff in the chapters to come, as well as more lemony hints from Malik and Bakura. I'm not brave enough to write a lemon...''' I think I'll stick in some Malik/Bakura fluff, because there just isn't enough of it on I mean, there's lots of Bakura/Ryou fluff and Ryou/Malik fluff, but where's the Malik/Bakura fluff??? Oh well. Read and review! Ja Ne!
-OtakuChild