WARNING: rated for bad language and YAOI- meaning GUY x GUY!
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Ryou Bakura, a cute 15 year old boy. One day he disappeared. No one ever thought they'd ever come face to face with him again. The ones that doubted he'd come back the most, more than anyone else was his friends. Especially since on that day, the mother, unborn sister, and father of Ryou Bakura were pronounced dead. But Y. Bakura, he kept looking but when five months passed with no signs he began to falter. He spent the next three months in despair and constantly threw waves of anger every day. The only way his friends knew how to calm him was to give him some 'help'. Marik took a sedate gun and shot him in the back of the neck twice, causing the taller former spirit's knees to buckle under him. When he woke up next he was in a maddening stark white room, and was wearing a 'vest'... Bakura was then released as a changed person, after sixteen months of 'prison'(he was hospitalized).
The next month he spent it alone (sort of), in Egypt with Malik (Hikari), and Marik (Yami Marik). After they believed they had enough of the bitter sand splashing them in the eyes and mouth, all of them had set out to once again return to Japan.
*Flight xx please prepare for landing...*
\FUCK! What an annoying bitch. Could she say it a bit louder some people are still not deaf, yet.\ Bakura though sarcastically. Being gone for a month stuck with the blazing sun beating down on you every day, while you're stuck to hang out with two psychopaths, turned Bakura mostly to his original self. Of course he couldn't fully heal due to the fact there was a HUGE gaping hole in his heart, where Ryou belonged.
They all got off and headed out of the airport, out the doors to the parking lot and into Bakura's vehicle that was left behind (Malik wouldn't wake so Marik was carrying him.).
"Ngh, Marik. Mmm. Stop. Ah, p-please." Malik moaned in his sleep laying his head down on the on the older bronze man's lap as a small smile crept on his face.
"Oi! Sleeping beauty. Wake up. You know I can hear you sleep talking." Marik said with a smirk across his face trying to wake his lover before he said anything else.
"Phff. Oh come now Marik no reason to wake him, after all, later you can use this to blackmail him if you wish." Bakura laughed.
"Ngh. Oooh. Mmm. More, more Marik. Fuck me more. Harder, dam it. Fuck me harder. Ngh, ahhh." Malik moaned louder causing both Marik and Bakura to now blush.
"Oi! MALIK wake up NOW!" Marik said actually hitting the smaller bronze skinned boy to wake him up, causing him to be startled from the sudden knock on the head and wake.
"Morning!" Malik said causing both of the former sprits to mentally face-palm their selves, then burst out laughing. "W-What? All I said was 'Morning!'" Marik yelled confused and flustered.
"Heh, does Malik not remember thy dream? Or do I have to remind him?" He smirked, watching his light's face turn crimson.
"Y-you cannot be serious. Ugh, why am I such an idiot that I sleep talk?" Malik grumbled as more heat began to rise in his face. Marik then shoved his lips onto the younger Egyptian making a bruise to form. "Ngh" Both of their hips clashed causing Malik to moan more letting Marik to gain entrance into the other's mouth. "Mmm." Marik racked down and swiftly grabbed inside Malik's pants making a sudden yelp burst from his mouth. Again their hips clashed, now causing Marik to moan some. They released for air, both now panting. "Stop." Marik then took the hand that was still in the Malik's pants and rubbed harder, but slowly. "Ah, please." Malik moaned more as heat began to rise in both faces.
Malik then took one hand, racking down Marik's back feeling a shutter. While the other hands' index finger stuck its self inside Marik's mouth grabbing his saliva coated tong. Moving his face closer, "Keep your tong there." he demanded as he let go, making a trail of saliva connect each other. Marik stayed put wondering what his twisted light would do. Malik, abruptly, cutting into the others' thoughts Malik bit the tong. It didn't hurt, but it was just a hold. He then took his teeth and dragged it across the tong, near the end, let go and swallowed the tong, and repeated over and over each time going a little rougher.
"Ahem." The former thief cleared his thought gaining both of their attention. "I know how badly you both want to fuck each other, but first of all we're here second this is my car, thirdly I still need to get home!" Bakura shouted at the two, kicking them out of the now open door, then drove away; due to the fact he had lost his temper. (Both dashed inside the empty home and did in fact continue pleasuring each other till midnight, by then they collapsed from exhaustion.)
As Bakura drove down the streets of Domino memories of him surfaced themselves into tear streaming down his face, it was flowing the rain that only five minutes ago had started. He came to a stop in the driveway of his old host's home, and got out and closed the door behind him. He lifted his head letting the rain combine with his tears after about twenty minutes of staying in the rain he got chilly ad headed inside, but stopped. A short large ball of white hair was standing in front of him.\ He's Back! \
Ok, I know I'm being random with my randomness and all that but did you know that bruises are actually a tender area of skin discoloration caused by blood leaking from blood vessels damaged by pressure or impact…I had no clue that it was like that I just figured that he blood would surface near the skin where damaged or pained…that's sort of similar isn't it…ugh, never mind…I apologize for my random stupidity…
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