A fic written with my friend Vash. I don't own any of these characters, if
I did I wouldn't be writing in a stairwell writing fanfiction.
Sexual Shishkabob
Kenshin was buying a pair of parachute pants when he tripped on the pair he was wearing. He landed with a thump on top of a silver haired woman. Wait... what's that bulge? oh, never mind it was a man.
Bakura was looking for a new mesh shirt to go with his leather pants and millennium ring, when a tall man with bright red hair and a matching pair of baggy pants fell on him, conveniently land with his hand on Bakura's crotch. "Ummm... can I help you?" Bakura asked the man on top of him.
"Ah! I... I-I-I-I'm really REALLY SORRY!" He said frantically waving his arms as he left the man's lower region ny itself. "I wasn't watching where I was going and then... with the grabbing and..." he said. By now he was blushing so much he looked like a lavalamp. stop looking at his groin, kenshin thought to himself.
What an Uke, Bakura thought to himself while the man babbled away. "hey," Bakura interrupted suddenly, "why don't you come back to my apartment and we can have dinner?" Bakura tried to look as innocent as he could, mesh shirt forgotten for the moment. "by the way I'm Bakura."
I am Kenshin!" he said losing his balance and falling on top of Bakura again. "sorry, sorry." Kenshin said getting up once more. "Um... ok. But you have to let me cook to make up for... uh... just to make up for it. I cook all the time at home at way. Let's go then!" Kenshin said happily as he followed Bakura to his motorcycle. Uh oh, him and technology didn't get alone very well... He kind of stood there backing up steadily. "Uh... um... do we have to... ride on that?" he pointed to the bike.
"Don't worry, just hold on to me tight and you'll l be fine."Bakura said nonchalantly. He swung his leg over the seat, straddling the bike, and patted the leather seat behind him.
Kenshin slowly edged towards the bike, like it was going to attack him. He quickly leaped onto the back and wrapped his arms as tightly around Bakura as he could, planting his back into bakura's back. "don't drive like a maniac okay." he said in the muffle of bakura's leather.
Bakura revved the bike, released the clutch and they shot off down the street.
TBC Please review.
Sexual Shishkabob
Kenshin was buying a pair of parachute pants when he tripped on the pair he was wearing. He landed with a thump on top of a silver haired woman. Wait... what's that bulge? oh, never mind it was a man.
Bakura was looking for a new mesh shirt to go with his leather pants and millennium ring, when a tall man with bright red hair and a matching pair of baggy pants fell on him, conveniently land with his hand on Bakura's crotch. "Ummm... can I help you?" Bakura asked the man on top of him.
"Ah! I... I-I-I-I'm really REALLY SORRY!" He said frantically waving his arms as he left the man's lower region ny itself. "I wasn't watching where I was going and then... with the grabbing and..." he said. By now he was blushing so much he looked like a lavalamp. stop looking at his groin, kenshin thought to himself.
What an Uke, Bakura thought to himself while the man babbled away. "hey," Bakura interrupted suddenly, "why don't you come back to my apartment and we can have dinner?" Bakura tried to look as innocent as he could, mesh shirt forgotten for the moment. "by the way I'm Bakura."
I am Kenshin!" he said losing his balance and falling on top of Bakura again. "sorry, sorry." Kenshin said getting up once more. "Um... ok. But you have to let me cook to make up for... uh... just to make up for it. I cook all the time at home at way. Let's go then!" Kenshin said happily as he followed Bakura to his motorcycle. Uh oh, him and technology didn't get alone very well... He kind of stood there backing up steadily. "Uh... um... do we have to... ride on that?" he pointed to the bike.
"Don't worry, just hold on to me tight and you'll l be fine."Bakura said nonchalantly. He swung his leg over the seat, straddling the bike, and patted the leather seat behind him.
Kenshin slowly edged towards the bike, like it was going to attack him. He quickly leaped onto the back and wrapped his arms as tightly around Bakura as he could, planting his back into bakura's back. "don't drive like a maniac okay." he said in the muffle of bakura's leather.
Bakura revved the bike, released the clutch and they shot off down the street.
TBC Please review.