A/N: yea I'm back! I missed fanfiction so much! Ok I won't bore you with why I haven't written in so long till the end so enjoy! Bakura/Malik (Malik is good and marik is bad. Am I right?)

Disclaimer: I don't own yugioh because if I did all the boys would be gay and joey would have been a bit smarter. I STILL LOVE YOU JOEY!

A Punch and a Kiss

Bakura has become my drug. I can't seem to quit him even though I know he is killing me every time I take a hit. And when I say a hit I mean literally. I think I have become a masochist over the years. I believe it started three days ago while I was walking down the hall of the pharaoh's school. He was kind enough to invite me to stay here even after all that's happened. Bakura, for reasons unknown to me, seemed to have been waiting for me in the janitor's closet to ambush me. He opened the door, dragged me in and shut the door again without anyone being the wiser. This is exactly how it went.

"Bakura, what the hell are you doing?" he didn't answer, but instead he punched me in the gut. I double over trying to catch my breath when he goes for another punch. I dodge at the last second.

"Stop this Bakura. I thought we were allies." I yell at him again. He still says nothing and this time tries to kick me. I grab his leg and he's forced to fall back. He jumps back up and pushes me into a shelf. It falls along with me. My head hurts like shit and I think I sprained my wrist. He straddles me and raises his fist about to punch me. I lift my arms to protect my face waiting for the blow. It never came but a hand did slide its way down my waist and made its way to the button on my leather pants. My breath hitches as he unbuttons it. I move my arms to look at his face and he was watching me intently. My cheeks felt hot. They got even redder when I saw him smirk at me. He tugs at my pants to show the black boxer briefs underneath.

"How long have you wanted me?" he asks in a husky whisper.

"I don't want you. Now could you get off me?" I ask trying to sound angry but it came out unsteadily.

"If you tell me the truth I'll continue." He said in a lustful tone. I thought for a moment and decided if he hated me for it at least he knew.

"Yea I like you Bakura. I just figured you were too narrow minded to care." I looked up at him a bit scared of what would come next.

"Good, so this won't be considered rape." He said with an evil gleam in his eyes.

"Wait Bakura I'm no-" He pulled my boxers down and lowered his head. A soft moan escapes my lips. He sucks gently then scrapes his teeth up. He lets go then looks at me. I feel myself trembling but I meet his gaze.

"Fight for it."

That's how it happened. That's also why I'm in the same closet with the same boy staring me down. He runs at me fist raised for another bruising punch. I roll out of the way and drop kick him. He falls and I can't stop myself from running to him when I see blood. He slaps me hard across my face.

"Why did you come to check on me?" he asks head down.

"I checked on you because I love you Bakura." He looks up with disgust mixed with need. He grabs my chin and kisses me long and hard, making it even deeper when I opened my mouth to invite him in.

A/N: I hope you liked the new version. Im tying to edit all my sucky stories so please tell me what you think of the new version.

Love you!

HGG *Heavenlygothicgirl*