All I have to say up here is lime warning!

A groan emitted through what could only be described as a prison. Bleary eyed, Marik sat up, glancing around the dungeon-like room.

"FUCKING SHIT!" The shout stirred the form beside the spikey-haired blonde. A disgruntled Malik sat up, rubbing his eyes.

"What?" asked the smaller Egyptian.

"We're still here!"

"Well, duh!" Malik rolled his eyes. "Why wouldn't we be?"

"I was…" Marik sighed. "I was hoping it was a bad dream…"

The door of Red's room slammed open.

"Crimsy-chan, time to wake up!" Star bounded in, proceeding to hop on top of said girl-with-a-color-as-a-name. "C'mon, Crimsy-chan!" A groan was heard under the bloodred covers that Star was currently bouncing on.

"Star, go away…"

"No, Crimsy-chan! You have to get up, the playthings are awake!"

"S-Star, I mean it, get off…" Another groan emitted from the lump under the covers.

"Not until you agree to get up!" She could feel Red trying to push her off. Star's eyebrows knitted together. Red was usually able angrily shove her off…

"Star, p-please!" This made Star even more confused. Red never said please…

"Crimsy-chan, are you okay?" she asked, getting off the bed. Star jumped in surprise as Red suddenly sprang out of bed hand over her mouth and the covers dragging behind her.

"Stitches, something's wrong with Crimsy-chan!" called Star as she chased after Red. Stitches appeared frowning, her short, blonde hair still in a mess from just waking up.

"What's wrong?" They both stood in the bathroom door as Red kneeled over the toiled and emptied the contents of her stomach. Both of them blinked at the sight, never having seen their leader looking so pitiful and helpless.

"R-Red?" called Stitches. "Are you okay?" The only answer she got was another round of vomiting. Finally emptying everything from her stomach, Red sat back wiping her mouth and gasping for air. Tear lines streaked down her face, and her green eyes were red and puffy… well, the one not hidden by the black mask covering half of her face. Her whole body was shaking in her crimson nightgown.

"Crimsy-chan?" asked Star hesitantly. Red looked up at them and managed to croak out a, "What?" Stitches frowned walking over to her and feeling her forehead.

"You're sick," she said.

"No shit, Sherlock," said Red, glaring. With a sigh, Stitches picked up Red bridal style.

"GAH, WHAT THE HELL?" Red shouted, face burning.

"I'm taking you back to your bed," replied Stiches calmly.

"I CAN WALK, YOU KNOW!" Stitches shrugged.

"You seemed like if you stood up, you'd fall back down." Star giggled hysterically in the background as Stitches dropped Red back in her bed. Glaring, Red spoke.

"If you ever do something like that again, I will personally— " The threat was interrupted by her covering her mouth, eyes bulging. Star came to the rescue holding an empty trash can in front of Red's face. After she finished vomiting, Red looked up at her partners-in-crime.

"I can't go out there," she said. "You guys'll have to take over." Her eyes looked tired and she looked as if she wanted nothing more than to pass out; which she did. Star and Stitches looked at each other.

"Us?"

The first thing Ryou noticed as he drifted back into consciousness was that he felt warm. A nice, cozy sort of warm. The second thing he noticed was that he was being held and the third being that the person holding him was very close. Liking this close, warm feeling, he nuzzled his nose into something that felt awfully like skin…

"AH!" Ryou jumped as he heard the shout, his eyes flying open. He felt the arms leave his body and saw Bakura jumping away from him and rubbing his neck.

"Fuck, Ryou, your nose is cold!" Ryou blinked up at his yami and started to apologize when a guffaw emitted from the other side of the room.

"Ha! Kura's got himself—" Marik started to say, but was stopped by Malik's hand slamming onto his mouth.

"Oh, hush," said Malik laughing a little himself. Bakura crossed his arms and glared from across the room.

"No," he growled, "let him finish. I'd like to hear what Porcupine has to say." Marik rolled his eyes at the other yami.

"Oh, yeah, Porcupine. Never heard that one before." Before Bakura could argue, the screen in the room flickered to life.

"Hello, playthings! How are you today?" The smile was heard in Star's voice even though her mask covered her face. "Red's off doing Sti- things." She grinned at them, not caring that they couldn't see. "So I'm in charge of you for now!"

The boys weren't sure whether to be scared or grateful. On one hand, Star seemed like the nicest and most sane of the three…. But at the same time she almost seemed like the most crazy…

"Now, I'm going to tell you our game for the day!" She giggled. "You've all—"

"HOLY SHIT, WHERE'S MY TOWEL?" Bakura screamed, suddenly noticing the exposed feeling and sudden draft. He hadn't noticed it before then because he'd been too shocked at how cold Ryou's nose was. By this time, Marik and Malik couldn't hold in their laughter any longer.

So that's why Ryou kept looking away…

Star was not pleased that their attention wasn't on her. She let out a tiny growl.

"LISTEN TO ME, PUPPETS!" All of them jumped and looked at her with wide eyes. Grinning once again, she continued, "You've all been injected with poision." They just stared at her in disbelief.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me," Marik said.

"Now, hush. I'm trying to talk!" Star pouted a little, then continued. "Now, don't fret, there is an antidote." She giggled again. "Candy!" At this, all of their faces quite literally looked like this "O.o".

With another giggle, Star spun in the chair. "Each other's candy! Ya know… Candy… Mayo… SEMEN FOR GOD'S SAKE!" All of the boys were struck speechless, just staring at the insane girl. Finally, Bakura spoke.

"You all are fucking insane." Star just giggled again.

"What else do you expect? Have you not figured out who we are yet? Well, that's too bad. You have two hours before death. Either suck each other off or die. Byes!" The screen went blank.

Marik looked at the rest of them and snorted. "No way am I sucking any of you off." His eyes lingered a little longer on Malik than they did the others. Was that a lump he could see in his hikari's pants…?

"S-suck off? Why would they make us do that?" Ryou squeaked, his eyes wide and his face red. All of their eyes turned to Bakura as he gulped quite loudly.

"G-guys… I know who they are," he stammered, fear plain in his eyes.

"Well then tell us!" shouted Malik. The white-haired yami looked around at all of them mournfully.

"We've been kidnapped by… fangirls." A collective gasp was heard around the room.

"F-fangirls?" Ryou stuttered. "But… I thought…" He fell to his knees. "We're never getting out of here!" The rest of them proceeded to sit on the floor, none of them wanting to bring up the solution of just getting the blow jobs done. None of them wanted to show how eager they actually were…

After wasting a whole hour of just sitting there, Ryou couldn't take it any longer.

"Why don't we just get it over with? I don't want to die!" All eyes turned on him and he turned red. "I just… I don't want to die." Bakura raised an eyebrow and shrugged.

"One problem. They never told us who has who's antidote. We don't know if it's one fits all or a specific one for each of us. We don't kn—"

"It's one fits all!" said a giggling Star from the monitor, fading away almost as quickly as she appeared.

"Oh Ra…" Bakura breathed.

"What?" asked Marik. Bakura looked up, eyes wide.

"She's fucking watching us!" After sitting in silence for another moment, Marik shrugged and pushed Malik to the ground.

"Well, let's get it over with." He began to undo Malik's pants, his hikari squirming.

"Ah, what the hell? RAPE!" he screamed. Marik chuckled, yanking down the boy's pants and boxers and immediately taking all of him into his mouth. There was a gasp from Malik as he slowly stopped squirming. After he was done being shocked by this sudden change of events, Bakura turned to Ryou, raising his eyebrows. Losing all of his nerve, Ryou began shaking his head and backing away from his yami.

"N-no! You're not going to—" Bakura pounced on Ryou, interrupting his hikari.

"Just shut up. It's so we don't die," Bakura said, yanking down his light's pants and boxers quickly.

"Bakura, no, don't!" He squirmed in his yami's grasp. Strong hands were clamped on his sides holding him down and suddenly he felt a heat come over a very naughty place. A gasp escaped his mouth, almost immediately enjoying the feeling. "Ah! B-Bakura…" He felt his yami chuckle around his still not fully erect member, sending pleasurable vibrations up his spine. Without realizing it, Ryou let out a moan, liking this very much.

On the other side of the room, Malik was getting a similar treatment from his yami. Determined to make his hikari orgasm before Bakura could Ryou, Marik was violently bobbing up and down, his tongue swirling around and adding to the pleasure. Malik squirmed and wriggled moaning out his approval.

"A-ah, Marik… More…" He attempted to buck his hips into his yami's mouth, but was prevented from doing so by the said yami's hands holding him to the ground. Marik could sense Malik's oncoming release, so he crammed his erection all the way down his throat, humming deeply. With a last cry, Malik released into his yami's mouth.

"B-Bakura!" Ryou shouted as he hit his climax. Bakura pulled back with a smirk after swallowing all of his light's seed.

"That didn't take long." He wiped his mouth out of habit and examined Ryou. The boy was laying on the ground, still gasping after his orgasm. His cheeks were tinted a delightful shade of pink and his brown eyes were currently closed. I could get used to this, thought Bakura, just the sight of his light like this turning him on. "Alright, Ryou, I'm cured. Now it's your turn." Giant, chocolate eyes slowly opened to look up at him.

"What?" asked Ryou.

"You heard me. You suck me off now. So you don't die." With a smirk, Bakura pulled down his own pants to possibly motivate his light. What he wasn't expecting was Ryou suddenly jumping foreword to wrap his lips around the tip of his erection. Unknowingly, Ryou teased Bakura, ghosting his tongue over the head and the slit. Slowly, carefully, he began taking all of Bakura into his mouth. A gasp was all the answer he got from his yami as he slowly started bobbing up and down.

By this time Malik was well into rhythm as he pleasured his yami. Fingers were tangled in his platinum hair, guiding him. Marik was amazed at how well his light was doing. Malik almost seemed to be a professional! He could feel his release coming. Gripping his hikari's hair tighter, he came with a growl. Malik was surprised by the sudden burst but managed to swallow most of it. Some ran down the sides of his mouth and he choked a little. Overall, he was glad they were not going to die. He was also glad to be closer to his yami.

Ryou choked a lot. Most of it dribbled out of his mouth, but he managed to swallow some. As he pulled back, gasping for air, he couldn't help but smile. They were all going to survive. As long as Marik and Malik were both done… He turned his head to look at them and found both of them passed out on the ground next to each other. Yeah, all of them were going to live. Suddenly arms wrapped around him and he was pulled to the ground next to Bakura.

Not only were all of them going to live, but all of them were going to be happy.

AUTHOR'S NOTES!

Red: Sorry for the wait! But here was a long chapter! It's the longest one we've written.

Star: We'll try to write more chapters often!

Stitches: I'm a loser and I won't answer them.

Red: That you are. And we're probably gonna get an angry message from her now xD

Star: WELL SHE SHOULD ANSWER!

Red: Yeah... Well, I'm sorry I've stopped replying to reviews, too. I just can't keep up... I'm just gonna say I'm very grateful for every single review! They motivate me. I read every one, I swear. I've loved all of them. Even if it's just a "WRITE ANOTHER FUCKING CHAPTER, DAMMIT!" I'm happy to see people want more... I love you all!

Star: You act nothing like Red in the story...

Red: SHUDDUP! D: