Disclaimer: As usual I own nothing…so yeah go suck a lemon…sorry I just feel like absolute crap, I think I'm getting the flu T.T Well I won't bore you with my sob story so yeah, I own nothing.

AN: Hello all, I just want to say thankyou for reading my story! You have almost made me hit 50 reviews and for that I'm ever thankful. So to everyone who's ever reviewed I present you with this. 'Hands over cookies and a certificate of thanks as well as reviewers choice of either Ryou, Malik, Yugi or Joey plushie.' Thanks again. Oh and also if anybody has anything they want a character to do, tell me and I'll see if I can fit it in but no promises!! If I do choose something I will of course credit you with the idea and yeah, well toodles and sorry for the wait.

Edited: 02/01/08 or 01/02/08

Hugs and Kisses

BlackEyedWicca


The Fast and The Foolish

His shout echoed for a few seconds before fading, leaving them in silence. Slowly looking into Tristan's still smiling face he was struck with how powerful the spell must actually be if Tristan didn't even flinch after having just been yelled at.

Lifting his hand, Tristan stroked Ryou's cheek before saying, "You're cute when you're flustered."

Ryou wasn't sure whether to bash Tristan's head in with his own helmet or run for cover, both were equally appealing.

"You want to go for a ride?" Tristan asked snapping him from his fantasies.

Blinking he looked down at the helmet beginning held out to him. He was about to refuse when a shrill voice asked, "And who is this Ryou?"

Turning around nervously he found himself looking into the face of a furious Tea who was flanked by about 10 fangirls who were all crying.

"Are you cheating on me?" Tea asked but before he could respond she had started talking again, tears flowing from her eyes. "You… you don't think I'm beautiful anymore… you hate me now…"

Stopping her mumbled words, her face changed to furious once again, her tears stopping, "No it's not me and it's not you… it's the guy on the bike… it's his fault. He tricked you into it!! I'll save you my Ryou!"

Ryou was looking at her with wide eyes as she pulled out a knife from god knows where and started saying in a voice one would say to a baby, "Come on my Ryou, leave your fuck toy alone and come to your baby."

It was about then that he really started to worry for his life.

Turning to Tristan he grabbed the helmet, practically threw it on his head before straddling the bike.

"GO!" He shouted while wrapping his arms around Tristan.

He didn't need any further persuasion as he quickly started the engine before speeding off down the street, Ryou's eyes shut tightly as they sharply turned corners.

He didn't know how long they had been riding or how far but he was glad when the motorbike stopped.

Quickly jumping off the bike Ryou put his hands on his knees trying to catch the breath he had been holding throughout the ride. He felt as though he had run a mile.

Feeling arms wrap around his waist he shot up straight. Turning around in the arms quickly, he watched Tristan smile and say, "You only had to ask for a kiss."

The brunette started to lean down causing Ryou to start mentally panicking. He tried wiggling out of Tristan's arm but couldn't, he was being held too tightly.

As Tristan got closer Ryou watched the other teen's eyes fall shut, he went to move his face away when he felt something building inside his chest. He froze as he felt a snarl that he recognised as Bakura's radiate through his mind.

The feeling inside his chest erupted as anger swelled him, he soon felt shadows being summoned and he knew instantly that Bakura was planning on teleporting to him.

He momentarily wondered how he was connected to Bakura this much but the thought disappeared when he felt breath on his lips. Snapping out of his thoughts he saw Tristan's mouth was inches from his and he was ever so slowly moving closer.

Eyes widening Ryou quickly tried to move his face but nothing happened, he was being held captive.

Realising there was no escape, he was about to accept his fate and get kissed when he saw Tristan's eyes snap open right before he was thrown off Ryou, landing on the ground next to his motorbike.

Looking up at his rescuer Ryou had half expected to find Bakura, but instead he felt his stomach drop when he saw Malik standing there.

"Ryou, my white angel!! You were almost suffocated by that thing over there," he waved his hand lightly at Tristan before continuing, "Come, we must go back to my romance… the food will be floopy soon."

Ryou blinked. Floopy? He wasn't sure he wanted to know.

Noticing Tristan stand up from the corner of his eye, he turned to look at him, soon followed by Malik.

"Beat it Ishtar, he's mine."

Malike glared.

"Nu uh, he's mine, I claimed him first!"

Tristan rolled his eyes before responding, "Yeah right, if you claimed him then he wouldn't have been hugging me before."

Malik shook his head.

"My Ryou would never do that, your tricks won't get anywhere with me," turning to Ryou he smiled and said, "I don't submit to jealousy like the tomb robber."

Ryou blinked before asking, his curiosity sparked, "What do you mean?"

Smiling Malik said, "I trust you, you are my heart and soul my fluffy puff, I have no need for jealousy, I know you love me too you a-"

Ryou cut him off, "No, what did you mean about Bakura?"

Malik shrugged before cooing, "That's not important, he's just jealous of our supreme unbreakable love, everyone in the entire world is."

Ryou turned away from him, hiding his face behind his bangs. He let out a small sigh, for a second he had thought Bakura might have liked him… but he shouldn't have believed his own stupid hopes.

"Stop your dribble. He doesn't like you, he likes me!!" Tristan said breaking Malik from his speech of love.

Glaring Malik crossed his arms and said, "Prove it!"

Tristan smirked before saying, "A race, my motorbike versus yours, we race around the block. First one back is Ryou's boyfriend and lover."

A rathe insane smile spread across Malik' face before he nodded.

With a wave of his hand a bike appeared in a swirl of shadows.

Hips rocking to the side slightly he sashayed over to his bike before hopping on it, Tristan soon followed, straddling his own bike.

Starting his bike, Tristan turned his bike around so it was side by side with Malik's in the middle of the road. Turning to Ryou he gave a gooey eyed smile before asking, "Ryou hunny, could you tell us when to start?"

Letting out a small weary sigh he said, "Sure, On the count of three."

They both nodded.

"Okay then, one… two… three!"

A second after the number left his lips, the bikes were off and the two were speeding down the block, black tire marks the only indication they had been there in the first place.

Shaking his head Ryou muttered, "When did I become so use to this insanity that it feels normal?"

"Don't know… but at least your getting better at handling fucked up situations."

Whipping around, Ryou found himself looking at Bakura who was leaning against a wall, partly hidden by shadows.

"When did you get there? How did you escape Yami?" Ryou asked.

Bakura shrugged before moving off the wall and becoming fully revealed.

"I arrived here during Malik's piece of shit love speech. As for the pharaoh, he's an idiot, not much else to say."

Ryou nodded, only partly listening, he had suddenly remembered what the spell book had said. He knew the key to breaking the spell was in that book, all he needed to do was avoid the others until then... starting with Bakura.

"Ryou!"

He snapped out of his thoughts, refocusing his eyes he jumped to find himself inches from Bakura's face.

"W-What?" He asked inching away slowly.

He had to watch himself around Bakura, he was slipping, whether it was because he would actually like a kiss from Bakura or because he felt protected with him when around him he wasn't sure but either way, it was a danger.

Bakura scowled before muttering, "I… I need to tell you something."

Eyes looking for a escape route Ryou gave a small distracted nod, hoping the something Bakura had to tell would buy him the necessary time to find away to escape his darker half.

"I need to tell you th-"

However, before Bakura could finish, a voice practically squealed, "RYOU!!!"

Seconds later, Ryou found himself falling to the ground as he was tackled, someone's arms wrapping around him.

He closed his eyes and put his hands out to steady his fall. When he hit the ground he felt his hands shake for a few seconds before going back to normal.

He went to turn his face and see who had tackled him but the arms were ripped off before he could. Turning around so he was on his back he saw a furious Bakura holding an annoyed Yugi by the scruff of the neck, Yugi's legs dangling above the ground.

"Let go of me you, you thief!" Yugi yelled trying unsuccessfully to wiggle out of Bakura's hold.

"Shut the fuck up, do you know what the hell you interrupted?!?" Bakura growled out and even with the spell Yugi shrunk back slightly from the fury in the others voice.

Not getting the chance to respond to Bakura's question, everyone was distracted by the sound of two motorbikes.

Turning to look at where the sound was coming from, everyone watched the two motorbikes crash and grind against the another as they speed straight for them, insane looks on both the riders faces.

Sadly, neither rider noticed the four potholes both bikes were heading for nor the fearful faces on the audience they were heading straight for.


AN: Well whatcha think? I hope you all liked it….even though it was short and took forever… 'le sigh' I'm really sorry, but I'll try and make updates quicker….I just really haven't been able to lately. Anyways reviews would be adored, they give me more incentive to update quicker :D Well yeah…..thanks for reading….i don't really know what else to say.

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BlackEyedWicca