ME: Hey everyone, sorry I didn't update yesturday like I was supposed to. My internet was down then, but it's fine today. So here's chapter nine.

Chapter 9

Maybe what happened next wasn't quite the best dission that Bakura could have made, but to him, it was 100% nessicary.

Duke just stood there for a moment,"Need my help? You almost never ask me for anything. What's goin-"

But before Duke could finish, Bakura thrusted forward and grabbed the sides of Duke's arms. Duke tried to pull free, but Bakura then kissed him, full on the lips. It started out soft, just a little on the lips. But then he pulled Duke in closer -crotch to crotch- and things got more passionate as Bakura slid one hand up the back of the other boy's shirt, and the other in his hair.

Duke then pushed Bakura away. "Dude, what the Hell?"

Bakura didn't say anything for a while.

Duke rolled his eyes. "Do you really have to make so much proof that you are whore of the century?"

Bakura snicked. "Well maybe I wouldn't have to if you didn't taunt me so much."

Bakura leened in to grasp Duke in his arms again, but the other boy pulled away quickly. Normally, the look in Duke's eyes that said "touch me and die", would have made Bakura back off, but this time it didn't. This time, he was ready to play.

Duke ran for the stairs, but the albino man was right on his trail. He pushed Duke against the wall and grabbed his wrists to hold him in place. As he held Duke's hands above him pressed against the wall, Bakura began to kiss the boy's neck. Duke reluctantly tried to pull his head to the side, but to no avail.

"Do you honestly not want to have just a little fun with me?" Bakura said with a sly smile.

"Hell no! I have a boyfriend and you know it! Why are you even doing this?"

Duke was still squirming in Bakura's grasp. By now most people would have let go, but Bakura was holding on strong, and it didn't seem as though he would be letting go any time soon. Bakura also didn't seem like he was going to be answering Duke's question. Although it wasn't quite and question, and more of a statement, it still seemed as though it was beckoning for an answer.

Bakura moved his head from Duke's neck and over to his lips. But he didn't kiss the other boy. Instead Bakura stuck out his tongue and licked Duke's lips repeatedly. Duke let out a soft moan, and the albino man's mouth turned to a slick, sly smile again.

At that moment, Mariku walked into the house and dropped his keys on the floor. He stood there, mouth wide-open and eyes popped. Duke had never once in his life been more greif-striken. His face was flushed a deep red colour. Bakura didn't seem to notice Mariku at all until Duke pushed the guy off him. And even when Bakura did notice, he just walked non-chalently toward Mariku.

Duke ran over aswell yelling something about it wasn't how it looked, and that it was all Bakura's fault. Of course Mariku didn't believe squat about that, and just yelled back. For any other person, the fight would have been unbareable to be around, but Bakura didn't seemed touched by it at all. The fight continued for several moments before Duke bursted out into tears like the drama queen he was. Mariku turned from Duke and over to Bakura.

"What the hell did you do that for, you whore!" Mariku was all upset, and became even more so when Bakura didn't seem to be listening. "Do you have any idea what the hell you just did?," he shouted again.

But Bakura just looked at him and replied, "Not really, but it's your problem now," before leaving the house in a rather briskful mood.

ME: I felt that the story required more yaoiness...if that is even a word. Let me know what you guys think =^.^= And sorry for the constant use of the word "whore". XD