Another direct continuation, let the awkwardness commence!

Disclaimer: Don't own anything but the plot. Still.

Chapter 7- Truths

Once Ryou had calmed down enough to hold a drink without spilling it everywhere Yugi began the game.

"Ok then, I'll start." He thought for a moment about his question. "Never have I ever kissed a guy," he said, interested in the outcome.

"Oh, going straight for the not-so-innocent version are we? My favourite!" Joey grinned happily.

Marik, Duke, Tristan and Yami all took a drink, three of them blushing rather violently.

"What?" Joey asked looking at Tristan and Duke. "When was this? I didn't know you two were gay!"

""It was at a house party last year," Duke mumbled. "It started off as a dare actually, I blame him." He jerked his head at Tristan, who merely shrugged and said, "Don't say you didn't enjoy it."

This caused a few raised eyebrows around the room.

"What about you, Yami?" Joey asked, apparently determined to embarrass everyone in the room.

Yami's eyes darted over towards Marik (who grinned wolfishly) before looking at the floor sheepishly. "Um… I'd rather not say really-" He was interrupted by a mock gasp from Marik.

"Are you saying that it meant nothing, Yami-baby?" he slurred slightly before letting out a cackle.

Yami blushed furiously.

"Oh no way, you and Marik?" Yugi asked from his lap. "Why did you never tell me this?"

"You mean you didn't tell him, Yami-boo?" Marik said, faking disgruntlement.

"We were drunk you idiot," Yami snapped. "More than you are now actually."

"Wow Marik, you kept that one quiet," Ryou said from the Egyptian's side. "I'm surprised."

"Really Marik, I thought you would have better taste than that," Bakura remarked evilly before pushing Malik away- he was currently trying to crawl into his lap and stroke his hair.

"Ok guys, calm down!" Joey said as both Marik and Yami were about to retort. "Yami, I believe it's your turn."

The spiky haired teen was still a little embarrassed about his secret getting out- especially to Yugi- but began to think of a question. After a moment he said, "Never have I ever been mistaken for a girl."

Ryou, Bakura, Malik and Joey all drank to that.

"Hmm, I believe it's my turn is it not?" Ryou piped up drunkenly after finishing his drink. "Urm…" He scrunched up his nose cutely. "Never have I ever been late for class," he said, knowing most of them would have been at some point.

Everyone except Yugi, Kaiba and Ryou himself drank to that.

"Now, Seto, where's your rebellious side?" Joey said suggestively, scooting over to sit closer to the CEO. Kaiba merely looked at him.

"Well nobody has ever gotten close enough to me to bring it out," he replied after a moment's thought. He then pulled the blonde onto his lap without another word and put his arms round him, causing Joey to blush madly and grin like an idiot.

"Didn't see that one coming," Yugi whispered to Yami, who had raised an eyebrow.

"Totally saw that one coming," Bakura remarked to Malik, who was now nuzzling his white hair and saying, 'good kitty' happily and probably wasn't actually listening to him.

"My go!" Tristan shouted randomly from the other side of the circle even though it was nowhere near his turn. Before anyone could complain he said, "Never have I ever worn jewellery!"

There was an awkward silence before Duke said, "What kind of question is that?"

"Yeah, I thought you would have had something better than that," Bakura remarked.

"Just drink you jewellery-wearing people!" Tristan shouted, instantly regretting his decision to open his mouth so did the only sensible thing: meandered off to the kitchen to grab another beer.

In yet another awkward silence that followed his departure, Marik, Malik, Kaiba, Yami and Duke all drank.

"Well… That's that," Kaiba said dryly. "Shall we move on?"

"Ok then, my turn!" Marik announced. He paused for a moment to try and remember how to form a coherent sentence- it really had been a very large bottle of vodka- and looked over at Malik. He looked pretty drunk- the second he had taken his last drink he had gone back to nuzzling Bakura's hair. "Never have I ever been in denial about my sexuality."

Ryou burst out laughing. "Malik, you're up," he said between breaths.

"Hm? Oh." Malik looked around before reaching for his glass and taking a long drink. "What did I just drink to?"

Everyone in the room, even Kaiba, was practically rolling on the floor laughing at the irony of the situation. They could all see through Malik's transparent closet and the fact that he had just unwittingly admitted it was a source of great amusement. Bakura was slightly stunned as Malik looked dismayed at the hysteria that was happening around him.

"Everyone, my lovely housemate has finally come out of the closet!" Marik declared, and everyone drank to that one.

"Wait, what? No! I didn't know…" Malik looked like he was about to cry. As everyone seemed to ignore him, he pulled away from Bakura and once again ran from the room, sniffling slightly. As the door slammed everyone seemed to realise what had happened.

"Oh no," Yugi said sadly, "We've upset Malik."

"I feel awful," Ryou sniffed. "Maybe I should go and find him…" He made to get up.

"No," a voice interrupted. "I'll go." Bakura stood up and incredibly made it to the door without falling over. "I'll be back soon, you guys carry on without us," he said before leaving to find Malik.

There was a moment of quiet that was filled only by the sound of the speakers playing 'Call Me Maybe' and the reappearance of Tristan from the kitchen. He tripped back to his spot without realising what had just happened before realising most people were staring at him.

"What?" he asked as he sat down again. Once again there was an awkward silence: the kind only Tristan knew how to create.

"You guys are terrible people, you know that?" Marik said casually, looking around the room. As was expected he received a barrage of insults right back at him. "Joking!" he said.