((Yuugi is 27. Marik is dark. Malik is light. Tarouka is Bakura, Malik, and Yuugi's last name.
A little anime/manga… A little music wakes the sleeping Muse. Yes folks I believe I'm back. Let us hope the Muse doesn't fade. Lol In any case let's enjoy the ride while it does last.))
Jou had managed to finish up the last car two hours before closing time. And, since he owned the auto shop he skipped out and decided to take the rest of the day off. Having been home since then he'd managed to shower and scrub the grim of work off. He was half asleep on the sofa.
Seto dropped his suit case on the catchall table that was situated against the wall as you first walked into the home. He kicked his shoes off, and scooted them under the table. Another annoying day at the office was over. Long since the days when he had at least one decent idea to go on. He grabbed the newspaper and headed for the living room.
Yami wasn't far behind Seto. His ritual was much the same. With the exception that one went one way, and the other another way. Yams's goal was to head straight for the shower. He didn't like wearing the day even if it was just a day at the office. He couldn't ever remember a time when he hated a job so much.
Things for them weren't as smooth as one could hope for. Even if they lived under one roof, and the majority of the nights slept in one bed they were still three people working separately after all these years. There really wasn't much in common that the three shared other than there once great follies for Yuugi, and that could hardly include Jou who still remained more than a little clueless. But, all that was reduced to just cinders the moment Yuugi had left for America.
The living room remained fairly silent and still until Yami returned from his shower. Beads of water from his hair caressed his body before running into the towel wrapped around his, and vanishing. He grabbed the paper from Seto and tossed it aside as he climbed onto the others lap.
"I was reading that." Seto said flatly. "And, you're still wet." He gave a mildly annoyed look at the half naked Yami who was climbing into his lap. His voice was just as ridged as his voice, and expression. He wasn't impressed in the slightest by the others 'antics'.
"Come on." Yami persisted curling a set of his fingers into Seto's collar and pulling him in for a kiss. "You know you cannot deny it… That is, unless you're getting it elsewhere." He said as his free hand trailed from chest to groin, but didn't chart territory.
The topic of elsewhere was something of a touchy subject that they tried their best to avoid. It was one of those that they trusted one another even if they had the suspicions that it was happening. There was no easy way of getting into the topic, and it was best avoided all together.
"I've got two hands, and they work just as well now as when I got involved with you…" Seto retorted trying to avoid all together a nasty argument. He pushed Yami from his lap, and reached for his paper.
"Fine!" Yami growled fisting his hand as he was pushed off. "Then what the fuck do you want to do?" He huffed as he sat on the nearest chair. "Because I'm tired of sitting around here doing nothing at all but pretending that everything is alright."
Jou was more than awake now, but he continued to keep his eyes closed. He wanted to avoid the argument all together, even if he knew the inevitable would happen soon enough. He knew they didn't do without, and were more than capable living on their one… But, there was always that but. Did they want to after all this time even if things just weren't meant to be? "Why don't we go out?" He muttered hoping to keep things from escalating.
"Can't a guy read the paper?" Seto sighed in frustration. He did the same thing every afternoon at work. He wouldn't admit it but the routine sometimes did get a little bland. But, he liked things the way they were… He could depend on it from one day to the next.
"Fine then… Jou and I will go out, and you can sit in. Read your damn paper, rot for all I care." Yami said standing up with determination. He didn't want to just fade out of existence. He had a second chance, and still had a good portion of life to live.
Jou got up, and followed Yami out of the room. "So, mister…" He grinned mischievously as he wrapped his arms around Yami's waist once he had caught up to him. "You know if we make enough noise it might even rouse the laziest of dragons." He whispered into Yami's ear.
Yami's breath hitched. He couldn't remember the last time someone besides himself had initiated such actions. He spun around so quick that Jou never saw the wall coming. He was fierce, and hungry as any animal with instincts to claim a mate. He growled possessively but playfully. Yes, he very much liked Jou's suggestion even if it meant getting out the door later rather than sooner.
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"So…" Jou said in between heavy breaths as he rolled onto his back. Every move he made tangled him further in sweaty sheets that only he seemed to have. "Why don't we head over to that little joint?" He grabbed the cigarettes from the dresser. He didn't know exactly when they'd started the habit, but hell when something feels good you run with it. He took one for himself, and passed the pack to Seto.
Seto took the pack with a look of thanks. "You mean the one they set up?" He said skating around the names. They were all still in a relatively good mood from the highs sex caused, and he didn't want to ruin it. Take a cigarette for himself he passed the pack to Yami.
"Thanks." Yami said taking the pack, and grabbing one for himself. He sat the pack on the dresser, and then reached for the lighter. "It isn't like Yuugi is there anymore…" Having lit up the cigarette, he passed the lighter to Seto.
"True enough and we haven't been there in forever, or anywhere for that matter." He didn't hold the lighter for long knowing Jou would want it. An unlit cigarette was pointless. He was still amazed at how different they acted after sex. Maybe that is what it would take to get the relationship set straight again. But usually they were just too busy or too tired to give into such desires.
"We've got to get a better system to this." Jou said as he lit his cigarette. "First to get a cigarette out, and last one to light up." His laugh was contagious, and had them all in a fit of jollies. "Well if we are going we should get a shower, and get a move on it. I remember how quick that place use to fill up. I doubt that has changed even if the staff has changed."