Welcome! This is just a story made up of small little ideas I get! *grins* Please enjoy! I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!!
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The Game of Twister
"Aw righ! Less do dis!" Joey's yelled out loudly in his drunken voice, slamming his finger across the black arrow. Everybody waited in anticipation for it to slow and announce the next move. "Lef han green!" Jou called with a grin. All the drunks—Bakura, Jou, and Marik—laughed at nothing in particular.
I sighed frustratedly and lifted my head a bit to see where I could move. It wasn't easy—seeing how Yami's stomach was pressing against my back, and how his arm had somehow gotten tangled around my left. I felt Yami shift, and his left hand suddenly crept forward, locking around my right arm. I wobbled a bit and almost fell, but I quickly caught my mistake and shifted my left hand over to a green dot as well. Everyone groaned, and Yami chuckled—his body rubbed against mine, and a slight , pleasant, tingling feeling shot up my spine. If only this wasn't a game...I quickly snapped out of my thoughts. Yami doesn't like you like that, you freak! Stop with the suggestive thoughts!!
"Damn it!" Anzu suddenly yelled, slapping her leg with the palm of her hand. "Will this game ever end?!"
"Yeah," Ryou added. "You two guys have been playing for the past thirty minutes! Shouldn't somebody fall by now?"
"Well, sorry," I said, panting with the effort of keeping my knees from touching the mat. "This isn't easy, you know!"
"Man," Malik suddenly said, grinning. "This has to be the most epic game of twister ever! We should invite people over to watch! And it'll cost them two dollars for tickets! We could pass out flyers saying 'Ever wanted to see the two king of games battle it out in a game of twister while wearing nothing but leather?! Are you a yaoi fangirl—?!"
"Just spin the god damn arrow!" I yelled, my last nerve snapping into two small pieces. I pinned a glare at Malik, and Jou flicked the spinner.
"You are getting pretty loud, Aibou," Yami said, and I realized that his face was right next to my ear. "Why don't you just forfeit if you're so tired of the game?"
"Where's the fun in that?" I asked lightly, managing to tease him even in our current position--a position that was going to drive me mad if we didn't move soon.
"Hmm…where indeed," I didn't need to see him to know that he was smirking. "Just remember. I never lose."
"Except when I win," I replied.
"Right leg blue!" Jou called out, interrupting Yami's no doubt witty comeback.
Oi, fuck you! I thought angrily to the stupid arrow. Not that move!
Yami instantly moved his right leather covered leg over me, claiming the spot I had been about to take—again. I shot him a dirty look and he smiled sweetly back at me. I sighed and turned my body sideways, moving my leg from in front of Yami's right hand to under him. I sighed at my new, very painful position. I was sideways, one arm under myself. Yami was still over me, and I could feel his arms shaking in pain as he held himself up. I grinned, happy that I hadn't fallen, and looked up.
And then the strain in my arms became too much, and they collapsed from under me. I fell, and I saw Yami's face go from gloating to horror as our intertwined arms bashed against each other, causing his elbows to bend. We both tried to regain our places and save ourseves, but it was too late. I fell down on the mat, and I tried to ignore all the groans and cheers from my friends. I was about to sit up and rub my head, which I was sure I had hit, but I suddenly became hyperaware of the heavy heat that was pressing me down. All the cheers and groans were gone—I couldn't hear them anymore. I could only open my eyes and stare blankly at the two ruby orbs above me. I didn't even think I had the ability to blush, I was so stunned at the sudden closeness of Yami. How many times had I dreamed I was this close to Yami--except in my dreams we were without clothes, and the situation was very different.
Yami was lying right on top of me, and his arms were at each side of my head, trapping me where I was. I could feel one of his legs between mine, and I could see every fine detail of his face—as it was only three inches from mine. I had never noticed that flecks of burgundy intertwined with the ruby of his eyes. I felt dizzy as his sweet smelling breath fanned over my lips—which were slightly parted in surprise.
And then, stunning me and everyone else who was watching in to a dead silence, Yami bent down and kissed me on my lips.
You know what to do! ^^
