Jounochi stared into the soft lavender eyes of the slightly shorter blond.
"I had fun tonight," he said softly, smiling. And he had. Jounochi showed
Marik around the city a bit and they ended up at a small restaurant where
they both could agree on what to order. (Plus they had forks and spoons.)
And now here they were, in front of Marik's apartment complex.
"Me too," Marik whispered. While Jounochi was relaxed, Marik had been slightly nervous the entire time, though he HAD had a lot of fun. But now, standing there in font of his apartment, his heart was beating loudly and quite fast.
Jou bit at his lip, then swallowed, nervously. "I..." He took a deep breath and placed his hand gently on Marik's cheek. He leaned in and brought his lips to Marik's.
Marik sucked in a shocked breath as his knees began to buckle. ~How cliche~ he thought darkly.
Jou laughed very lightly and wrapped his arms around Marik, pulling him into the kiss. Marik tiled his head to the side and parted his lips, allowing Jou tongue to explore his mouth. As they pulled away from the kiss, Marik moaned low in his throat. Jou smiled. He brushed a few strands of Marik's golden hair back and leaned in for another, though shorter, kiss.
Marik gasped as Jounochi pushed him against the wall of the building and began kissing at his neck. Marik moaned, pulling Jou closer to him by the waist. "Oh Jounochi..."
He leaned up, smiling a bit. "You can call me 'Jou,' too, if you like."
"Jou...would you like to come up?" Marik asked a bit too hopeful.
Jou placed a gentle kiss on Marik's lips. "Yes, that would be nice," he whispered.
Marik smiled as Jou's arm wrapped around his waist. They made their way to the elevators silently, but an easy silence. As the doors to the elevator closed, Marik felt Jou's lips on his again.
They broke from each other and walked quietly to Marik's newly semi- furnished apartment only to find Bakura stretched out on a makeshift couch (a few dinning room chairs with blankets and cushions), watching TV, sipping at a beer. Marik sighed, setting down his keys on the kitchen counter. "Nice to see you, Bakura. And why did I give you a spare key?"
"I don't know, since I could have picked the lock anyway." He glanced up and tipped the bottle towards the blond pair. "Nice to see you two together. Is this the fabled 'first-date fucking?'"
"Ba-KUR-a!" Marik whined. "Behave. Please."
"I think you should take your own...command. Want something to drink, Jou? Man, you're a bad host, Ishtar."
Jou laughed lightly. "No, I'm fine. Maybe I should get going, Marik."
Marik looked down. "Yeah, okay."
Jou took Marik by the shoulders and placed a light kiss on Marik's lips. "Call me tomorrow, okay?"
Marik nodded. "Okay...tomorrow..."
Once Jounochi left, Marik sighed and sat down on the floor in front of Bakura.
"Move, you're in the way."
Without moving, Marik asked softly, "Why did you do that?"
"Do what?"
"You--"
"Saved you from becoming a bounce-back fucking? He's newly fair game, come on, Marik, have a little sense."
"What the hell do you mean by that?"
"Look, Jou's a great guy and everything, but you're a bounce-back."
"A bounce-back?" Marik asked dumbly.
Bakura sat up a bit and began playing with Marik's hair. "He's in a slump over Kaiba. He's going to use you to get over him."
"And why is that bad?" Marik asked bitterly, pulling from Bakura's hands.
"Because, stupid." He brought Marik back close to him with a tug of a lock of his hair. "'He's going to use you,' is the exact phrase I believe I said."
"He's just using me?" Marik asked pathetically.
"He's not. Not really. But the entire sex thing? Give it time. In all reality, people like to believe you should have sex until you're 'in love' or whatever."
"How do I know if I'm in love?"
"When you can't live without the person."
"Is that what Jounochi is going through right now?"
"I believe so. Give him some time."
Marik laid his head against Bakura. Bakura began to pet Marik's head. "Bakura?" Marik asked softly.
"Yes Marik?"
"Did you ever think you might be in love with me?"
"No Marik."
Marik sucked in an odd breath and his nails dug into Bakura's leg slightly.
"Did you think--?"
"No," Marik said shortly. He stood up and excused himself to bed.
~~~
Jounochi knocked softly on the door to Yugi's apartment. He didn't want to wake anyone, but he *did* need to get in. Yami slowly opened the door. "Hey Jounochi," he said softly. He held the door open. Jounochi came in and sat at the dinning room table, burying his head in his arms.
"Bad date?" Yami leaned on the doorway.
"No...it was great..."
"Then why do you look so glum?"
"Because Marik is so great and I'm just a big loser."
Yami chuckled softly. "Loser? I think not. You're great, Jounochi. Did he call you that or something."
"No, not at all. He was so nice and everything...he just made me feel like a jerk."
"I'm not following."
"I don't want to talk about it anymore."
"You're not a loser, Jounochi, and you're certainly not a jerk."
"I'm not over Seto."
"No one expects you to be."
"I want to be! I'm done with him!"
"Keep your voice down. Ryou and my aibou are...in an intimate situation as of right now. Why are you in such a hurry to get over him? Isn't it only temporary?"
"I-I don't know...I hope so. I miss him so much... I don't know what I want anymore, Yami. Good night."
"Me too," Marik whispered. While Jounochi was relaxed, Marik had been slightly nervous the entire time, though he HAD had a lot of fun. But now, standing there in font of his apartment, his heart was beating loudly and quite fast.
Jou bit at his lip, then swallowed, nervously. "I..." He took a deep breath and placed his hand gently on Marik's cheek. He leaned in and brought his lips to Marik's.
Marik sucked in a shocked breath as his knees began to buckle. ~How cliche~ he thought darkly.
Jou laughed very lightly and wrapped his arms around Marik, pulling him into the kiss. Marik tiled his head to the side and parted his lips, allowing Jou tongue to explore his mouth. As they pulled away from the kiss, Marik moaned low in his throat. Jou smiled. He brushed a few strands of Marik's golden hair back and leaned in for another, though shorter, kiss.
Marik gasped as Jounochi pushed him against the wall of the building and began kissing at his neck. Marik moaned, pulling Jou closer to him by the waist. "Oh Jounochi..."
He leaned up, smiling a bit. "You can call me 'Jou,' too, if you like."
"Jou...would you like to come up?" Marik asked a bit too hopeful.
Jou placed a gentle kiss on Marik's lips. "Yes, that would be nice," he whispered.
Marik smiled as Jou's arm wrapped around his waist. They made their way to the elevators silently, but an easy silence. As the doors to the elevator closed, Marik felt Jou's lips on his again.
They broke from each other and walked quietly to Marik's newly semi- furnished apartment only to find Bakura stretched out on a makeshift couch (a few dinning room chairs with blankets and cushions), watching TV, sipping at a beer. Marik sighed, setting down his keys on the kitchen counter. "Nice to see you, Bakura. And why did I give you a spare key?"
"I don't know, since I could have picked the lock anyway." He glanced up and tipped the bottle towards the blond pair. "Nice to see you two together. Is this the fabled 'first-date fucking?'"
"Ba-KUR-a!" Marik whined. "Behave. Please."
"I think you should take your own...command. Want something to drink, Jou? Man, you're a bad host, Ishtar."
Jou laughed lightly. "No, I'm fine. Maybe I should get going, Marik."
Marik looked down. "Yeah, okay."
Jou took Marik by the shoulders and placed a light kiss on Marik's lips. "Call me tomorrow, okay?"
Marik nodded. "Okay...tomorrow..."
Once Jounochi left, Marik sighed and sat down on the floor in front of Bakura.
"Move, you're in the way."
Without moving, Marik asked softly, "Why did you do that?"
"Do what?"
"You--"
"Saved you from becoming a bounce-back fucking? He's newly fair game, come on, Marik, have a little sense."
"What the hell do you mean by that?"
"Look, Jou's a great guy and everything, but you're a bounce-back."
"A bounce-back?" Marik asked dumbly.
Bakura sat up a bit and began playing with Marik's hair. "He's in a slump over Kaiba. He's going to use you to get over him."
"And why is that bad?" Marik asked bitterly, pulling from Bakura's hands.
"Because, stupid." He brought Marik back close to him with a tug of a lock of his hair. "'He's going to use you,' is the exact phrase I believe I said."
"He's just using me?" Marik asked pathetically.
"He's not. Not really. But the entire sex thing? Give it time. In all reality, people like to believe you should have sex until you're 'in love' or whatever."
"How do I know if I'm in love?"
"When you can't live without the person."
"Is that what Jounochi is going through right now?"
"I believe so. Give him some time."
Marik laid his head against Bakura. Bakura began to pet Marik's head. "Bakura?" Marik asked softly.
"Yes Marik?"
"Did you ever think you might be in love with me?"
"No Marik."
Marik sucked in an odd breath and his nails dug into Bakura's leg slightly.
"Did you think--?"
"No," Marik said shortly. He stood up and excused himself to bed.
~~~
Jounochi knocked softly on the door to Yugi's apartment. He didn't want to wake anyone, but he *did* need to get in. Yami slowly opened the door. "Hey Jounochi," he said softly. He held the door open. Jounochi came in and sat at the dinning room table, burying his head in his arms.
"Bad date?" Yami leaned on the doorway.
"No...it was great..."
"Then why do you look so glum?"
"Because Marik is so great and I'm just a big loser."
Yami chuckled softly. "Loser? I think not. You're great, Jounochi. Did he call you that or something."
"No, not at all. He was so nice and everything...he just made me feel like a jerk."
"I'm not following."
"I don't want to talk about it anymore."
"You're not a loser, Jounochi, and you're certainly not a jerk."
"I'm not over Seto."
"No one expects you to be."
"I want to be! I'm done with him!"
"Keep your voice down. Ryou and my aibou are...in an intimate situation as of right now. Why are you in such a hurry to get over him? Isn't it only temporary?"
"I-I don't know...I hope so. I miss him so much... I don't know what I want anymore, Yami. Good night."
