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Yu-gi-oh-not-mine

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Chapter Twenty-One

The Click

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Ryou froze in front of his door, Mariku had dropped him around the corner. He was kind of surprised he hadn't heard from his brothers, he had never slept over someone's house. Never. It was just not a done thing. His brothers were sure to be angry, but he knew Akefia could track his phone. He had left it at the Ishtar's house the entire time, so if his brothers had been tracking it then they would've known where to look, he was pleased Isis didn't mind having him over. The only problem had been where he slept, Mariku insisted he slept with him. He had a double bed but, still… He borrowed his singlet to sleep in, he still had it on actually. It was way to big for his lanky figure, he felt comfortable around Mariku for a weird reason, but he trusted the teen and he didn't actually trust anyone except his brothers, not even his other friends. It was—weird.

His brothers were likely to be home it was a Saturday, Akefia didn't start work this early and he had been working mostly from home recently. He couldn't stand out here all day though but, he wasn't really ready to enter yet. Plus his brothers were sure to ask where he had been and whose shirt he was wearing and why he hadn't called to tell them where he was, why he had slept over somewhere… would he be in trouble? He didn't regret his decision still, Mariku had been very sweet to him. Though he had to question sometimes, he had hugged him when they went to sleep. It was comforting. Almost loving? He didn't move the other teens arms, but still… why did Mariku always act so sweet towards him? and only him, he watched when he interacted with other people, he didn't treat them like he treated him.

He blinked slightly as the door flung open and his brothers lunged at him hugging around him tightly, "Ryou where the fuck were you!"

"Missed you too," Ryou smiled slightly as Akefia assessed him rapidly, "I'm not hurt. I just slept over a friends house, I should've told you… sorry"

"Don't ever do that again!" Bakura growled, "we were bloody worried sick!"

"I said sorry," Ryou shrugged walking into the house as his oldest brother closed the door, "I'm just going to my room for a while. I'll make us breakfast in a minuet, I want to get changed first."

"You don't have to make us breakfast," Akefia confirmed, "whose singlet is that Ryou?"

"Mariku's— Isis leant it to me," Ryou said quietly, "I just wanted someone to talk to except you guys," Ryou could tell his brothers were hurt by his statement, "I don't mean that offensively."

"It's fine Ryou," Akefia said quietly but he could tell his brother wasn't happy, and Bakura didn't even budge or say anything, "just go get dressed, bring down the singlet. I'll drop it over to Isis tomorrow, she doesn't work on Saturdays."

"Why does he trust him?" Bakura growled angrily once he heard his brother's door close.

"Him?" Akefia raised an eyebrow glancing at Bakura who was softly growling staring after the invisible line his brother had walked.

"Mariku…why does Ryou trust him," Bakura spun around to stare at his brother, "I've seen them hanging around school."

"You didn't think to say anything," Akefia raised an eyebrow surprised his brother hadn't stopped this interaction when he first figured it out. He probably would of punched Mariku and expected no less from his younger brother.

"He's always smiling when their together," Bakura sighed, "I want to break that asses neck, but Ryou. He's so bloody happy whenever I see them together."

"So he went to Mariku? Not Isis," Akefia mused, "your right to stand back for the moment. Ryou's happiness is key, as long as Mariku doesn't touch our brother or hurt him in anyway we should let it be. For now at least."

"If that bastard even tries to take advantage of our little brother he'll be dead before he can— I don't know but I'll kill him!" Bakura growled.

"Don't do anything without my permission Bakura. We should let Ryou decide to tell us," Akefia glanced up as he heard his brother's door opening, "come on let's go set up breakfast. Ryou's coming."

Bakura growled slightly but nodded, and followed him into the kitchen sitting down on one of the chairs lazily. He would kill Mariku if he ever tried anything on Ryou. He wouldn't let his brother near the ass if he did anything.

"Hey," Ryou smiled awkwardly walking into the kitchen, "I'm going to wash the singlet before I give it back, so I'll get it later ok."

"Yeah that's fine Ryou," Akefia eyed his youngest brother curiously, he did seem happy, "Ryou. What was it exactly you wanted to talk about."

"Oh… um well I guess it was about one of the sketches in my notebook," Ryou shrugged slightly averting his eyes to the ground as he went to get the things he needed to make breakfast, "it got kind of late so I stayed over."

"I understand," Akefia nodded, "we can make breakfast, you don't have to make it."

"Oh! It's fine," Ryou smiled, why was his brothers so calm about this, "I like making it! Make sure you two eat properly! I hope you guys didn't have takeout again last night. Did you eat the leftovers in the fridge." It was kind of scary.

"Look Ryou," Akefia moaned, "we know we can be a bit possessive sometimes. But we just want you to be happy ok. So you don't need to worry so much, it's good for you to have friends and a normal life. We will try to let you have a bit more space, just realise we will step in if needed."

"Huh," Ryou froze slightly, "I don't mind," he whispered.

"No you deserve a personal life," Akefia huffed, "we will try to stay out as much as we can. We will only step in if we believe it's necessary, right Bakura?"

"I'm not making any promises," Bakura growled leaning on the table, "but yeah go have fun. We'll leave you alone a bit."

Ryou froze, he didn't really know how to respond… what changed?

"Just stay safe ok?"

"Ok," Ryou nodded slightly quietly getting everything he would need for breakfast. This was plain weird. Should he just be happy his brother were stepping back or scared. Was something wrong and they weren't telling him.

"I wanted to go out later," Bakura huffed as Ryou passed him a plate with an omelet on, "so don't worry about lunch or anything, I'll probably be out."

"I can leave it in the fridge," Ryou suggested, "hope you have fun! I was just going to clean around the house today, so if you need anything I should be home."

"Na, should be fine," Bakura shrugged quickly finishing off the breakfast his brother had made him and rinsed the plate before placing it in the dishwasher, "be home later!" he waved them off and just left the house, Akefia watched carefully as the car drove off. He would probably need to keep an eye on Bakura more than Ryou.

Bakura groaned driving, he wished it was bloody closer. He blared the music loudly, he just wanted to ask something. Simple enough. He glanced at the house he had come looking for, and parked the car walking up to the door and knocking calmly, Mariku answered it glancing up and down the pale teen, "what did you want." He sounded bored already and he had only just opened the door.

"Your normally still sleeping," Bakura gruffed glancing at the teen, he was bloody shirtless! He better of had a fucking shirt on when Ryou was over! he growled angrily pushing his way into the house and up to Marik's room, "go back to bed." He flung open Marik's door and went inside closing it carefully behind himself, smirking slightly at Marik's nightlight, still couldn't handle the dark? He was fast asleep, well he could change that very quickly. He slunk over to the side of Marik's sleeping form and jumped right on top of it, "wake up you asshole!" he screamed into his ear cheekily, chuckling as the Egyptian teen tried throwing him off.

"What the heck Kura!" Marik spat, "couldn't you see I was sleeping!?"

"Why do you think I said wake up," Bakura chuckled darkly, "can I ask you something Marik dear~"

"What," Marik moaned throwing something at his light switch to turn it on as he sat up pushing his albino friend off himself, "what could be that fucking important you chose to wake me up!"

"Wasn't my little dear brother here last night," Bakura raised an eyebrow accusingly, "and you didn't think to mention it."

"I think he was, but when I came in Mariku wasn't home and Isis was just looking at Ryou's notebook, he wasn't here," Marik shrugged, "and then they just came home and watched bloody disney films in silence all bloody afternoon!"

"I hope on separate lounges," Bakura growled slightly, "also where did he sleep. You don't have a spare bed."

"Well firstly they were on the same lounge," Marik smirked slightly, "but then again he did sleep in Mariku's bed~"

"What the hell!" Bakura sneered, "why the hell would you let him do that!"

"We don't have a spare bad as you put it and it's obvious Ryou thinks my brother to be his friend," Marik shrugged, "look Kura… Mariku's not hurting him, can we stop spying on them during breaks. They sit with Yugi's group mostly anyway and the only things my brother does without Ryou during school is beat up other kids wanting to beat him up. So he's protecting him, trust me that's one thing my brother can do right."

"I trust you," Bakura snapped, "I don't trust him! What if he tries to take advantage of my Ryou!"

"Ryou's the same age as you," Marik moaned, his friend was way over protective of his brother, "he wouldn't take advantage of your brother and Ryou's old enough to figure out who to trust and not trust ok."

"But if that bastard even tries making a move on my brother he will be dead," Bakura moaned and no! His brother didn't know how to trust for shit, "but Akefia made me promise to let Ryou have more of a social life or 'private life' so I can't intervene just yet."

"Come on Bakura," Marik rolled his eyes, "we're some of the biggest asses in the world but you know we protect things we care about," Marik leant back with his friend, "Mariku cares about Ryou. So he will protect him, don't worry."

"Marik," Bakura chuckled, "I will always worry, Ryou is my other half. I just don't want him to be hurt again."

"I might not know what happened in your brothers past, but he's obviously grown up now," Marik shrugged, "by the way did you just come over to rant or what."

"No," Bakura pouted, "I just felt like it. Plus today's Ryou's cleaning day and I don't feel like helping…"

"You're a lazy ass," Marik rolled his lilac eyes.

"I can help?" a voice chuckled from the doorway.

"How long have you bloody been here!"

"Only just got here," Mariku smirked, "what. You missed me that badly Kura. From the door to my brothers room. And I heard something about ranting. What about it."

"Nothing," Bakura hissed, "and you're not allowed near our house~"

"Kind of surprised you guys aren't making out already, that's a first," Mariku huffed back, "I was going out anyway. I promised I'd do something today."

"What."

"Why is it off concern to you."

"Because it is~" Bakura hissed angrily, if it had any chance of doing something with Ryou he would stalk them to hell and back.

"I'm doing something with Otogi today," Mariku huffed, "if you must know."

"Otogi. The dice guy?" Bakura chuckled slightly, that was one of the weirdo's in his brothers little group. Not Ryou though.

"Yeah so. We made a deal," Mariku huffed, "and I'm not one to back out of a bet~" he paused about to leave the room, "hey Marik."

"What."

"Is the rod still in your room."

"Yeah so."

"Can I borrow it sometime."

"You can have it," Marik growled, "why would I want that cursed item in my room anyway."

"Ok," Mariku smirked leaving the room, "I'll get it later! Have fun with Kura~"

"So did you want to make out. I mean we're just sitting here anyway," Marik said blankly after his brother left the room.

"Suppose so…" Bakura shrugged, "hey Marik. You don't go making out with everyone in sight."

"No," Marik shook his head, "why. Would it bother you~"

"No…" Bakura bit his lip, "it wouldn't…but your mine, you know that?"

"Guess so," Marik shrugged, "you're probably the best kisser I know anyway."

"Good," Bakura smirked, he was kind of pleased his protective behaviour hadn't scared off his toy, plus technically they weren't dating or anything, so Marik could leave him at any time. But Marik was his, he just never bothered to ask to make it an official relationship —just friends—with make out benefits—

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Ryou glanced up from his work to stare at the Egyptian teen who had been eying him off for quite sometime. He hadn't said anything or done anything, just staring at him — nothing else — definitely not doing work at least, was something wrong. He couldn't help but feel slightly self conscious. Mariku was the first person he had ever shared his past with and then he slept over and Mariku leant him his shirt. Despite the fact he had a bunch in his room he chose to walk around shirtless when it came to bed. He hated to admit though. The other teen had the figure for it.

He had kind of just been off handedly staring at him the entire lesson, he knew Mariku probably meant nothing by it. But still, it wasn't how his brothers stared at him, it wasn't how his friends stared at him. Wasn't how strangers stared at him. Only Mariku seemed to stare at him like that. why. He glanced down at his page tearing away the corner and writing a quick note to his friend.

Mariku eyed the note curiously, he had been staring at the teen almost the entire lesson. Ryou must of noticed, he glanced down at the note, 'hey Mariku? do you still have that crush on that guy? You have to introduce me to them sometime…' Mariku chuckled slightly, Ryou was obsessed with that wasn't he. He wrote back cheekily with a small smirk teasing the corners of his tanned lips.

'Yeah~ Fucking head over heals~ why? Jealous~'

'No… just I've never seen them and you seem to spend a bunch of time around me… I want to meet them? Don't you think you should tell them? wait? Do they know?'

'No, I keep them close. Don't worry bunny~ you'll know them when you see them.'

'Ok.' Ryou wrote simply before writing a second note, 'why have you been staring at me for so long?'

'I was wondering if you would notice?'

'Oh… well I noticed?'

'Cool, guess I lose?'

'Um…sure?'

'Ok?' Mariku wasn't sure if that was the end of the topic or what. Ryou seemed to think so at least, he glanced up as the bell rang and Ryou seemed to jump up and quickly get ready to leave, "ready."

"Um whatever. I'll meet you at the door Ryou," Mariku glanced at his table, it was covered in random items, he had been taking apart his pencil case while watching Ryou. He had to clean it up now. Didn't he. Annoying. Ryou smiled sweetly walking to the front of the room and standing out the door waiting for his friend to follow, he glanced around curiously as he heard hurried footsteps racing towards him — oh no — he made a quick dash back to the door off the classroom but was stopped as some of his fellow students flung themselves at him.

"Ryou-Chan!" a dark blue haired girl slung her arms around his neck, "Aniki broke up with me!"

"Wow is your hair even softer than before Ryou-Chan," a girl with coral hair questioned running her fingers through it.

"Hey! I want to play with Ryou-Chan too!" a girl with green hair moaned pulling at his wrist

"Katio, Aimi and Sanki," Ryou sighed, Katio was a half friend. All three of them were apparently the leaders of his fan club. Katio at the top and while she dated other people, whenever she was dumped she came running to him. "Could you let go," it wasn't that he didn't like girls, he didn't mind either gender but, he didn't like anyone. That way at least.

"Ryou-Chan!" Katio the blue haired girl whined at the obviously awkward pale teen, "I missed you!" she moaned untucking his white school shirt and fiddling with the hem, trying to look innocent.

"You're just trying to get over your break up again. You can't keep doing this," Ryou swallowed slightly as he was pushed towards the wall, it was cold but firm behind his back. "We're friends, that's it," slightly annoyed nobody thought to stop the girls. Only a few guys giving him thumbs up or smirking and a few blushing girls as Katio lifted his shirt and traced patterns on his pale chest, ignoring the random scars. He shivered as he felt he trace around his nipple, and the other girl still had his hand firmly in her grasp, though she was also playing with a strand of his hair. The final girl fiddled with his other arm and around his waist, he tried kicking out slightly as he felt her hand drop to his butt. "I need to go now. I'm hungry!" he tried excusing himself, but to no avail.

"You can eat later Ryou-Chan!" Katio moaned fiddling with one of Ryou's pale nipples teasingly with her finger, "you're such a cutie! You know!"

"Ryou-Chan is isn't he," Aimi the salmon haired girl agreed, "and what a gentleman!"

He growled slightly as the girls continued to blabber on about him and no other students thought to try stopping this instead just still giving him thumbs up or a vote on which one they think would kiss the best, they wrote it on their phones and held it up as they walked past. To be honest, this was not ideal.

"Ryou-chan!" Katio giggled fiddling over his chest with a finger, slowly dragging it down.

"Katio," Ryou groaned, "I thought we talked about this."

"Ryou-chan! Shhh! sh! sh!" one of the other girls placed a finger to his mouth.

"What the fuck is going on out here!?" a voice broke through the air.

"Mariku!" Ryou jumped as he noticed the Egyptian teen, this probably wasn't an idea way to be seen… though he did have to note Mariku's eyes seemed to be staring at his currently bare chest. Go figures.

"We're playing with Ryou-chan," the green haired girl hugged his arm tighter.

"Go play with Bakura," Aimi looked Mariku up and down as Katio continued to just play on Ryou's chest teasingly.

"I don't think you understand," Mariku chuckled darkly, though he wasn't feeling very humorous with all those girls hanging off his Ryou like that, "but I want to play with Ryou~"

"Well you can't," Katio stuck out her tongue childishly, fiddling with the top of Ryou's school pants

"Katio, I thought we discussed this!?" Ryou moaned as the girls didn't seemed intimidated by the big Egyptian teen. Seriously the demon king himself could threaten these girls and they'd probably just wave him off without a second glance.

"But Ryou-Chan!" Katio giggled, "I figured it out this time! I just won't date anyone and stay with you!"

"No Katio," Ryou tried kicking up as he felt the girl's hand sneak into the hem of his pants, "please can you find someone else to help you get over breakups."

"Ryou-chan! We want you!" Sanki giggled.

"Guess what," Mariku's left eye twitched slightly, "Ryou is fucking mine so get your bloody hands off him bitches!" he snapped shoving Katio away and prying the other girls off his object of affection, quickly pulling down Ryou's shirt but at the same time he ran his hands down the sides of Ryou's pale chest. His skin always felt so nice and soft.

"Hey!" Katio whined, "we had him first!"

"No… actually I did," Mariku smirked dragging Ryou into a hug and kissing the crown of Ryou's head, despite the fact he wasn't sure how the pale teen would react later to his actions. "Now. Fuck. Off. Come on Ryou… your friends are waiting," he growled dragging the slowly redding teen away.

"Um, t-thanks Mariku," Ryou said quietly, Mariku kissed his head. Why. He seemed angry at the girls. Was this his protection as a friend. or what… it seemed like more and his lilac eyes had been staring at his chest and he defiantly felt Mariku feeling down his chest.

"Why were they touching you like that," Mariku couldn't help his jealousy, he hated seeing those girls over his Ryou… his! Not theirs!

"Um… Katio, is one of my uh? Old friends. She mostly leaves me alone, but when ever she breaks she comes running back," Ryou shivered, "it use to be fine when she just cried into my shoulder… but now she's the leader. I guess, of a fan club she made up and I'm kind of the object of affection. Surprisingly it has about fifty members from different year groups… I've been guilted into going a couple times."

"You have a fan club," Mariku growled, he had come past quite a few girls who thought Ryou was cute. Ok more than a few. But still he had waved them off or glared at them until they ran off. Actually the teacher got him in trouble for scaring off a group of girls from one of his classes.

"I guess so. I can show you sometime, it's just a bunch of girls and a few guys," Ryou added awkwardly.

"I don't care as long as you stop letting them touch you like that," Mariku groaned jealously.

"It's not like I wanted them to. You know that right," Ryou raised an eyebrow curiously, "you sound off," Ryou noted, it was almost as if— as if, Mariku… was jealous, no— he was seeing things, "is everything alright Mariku."

"Everything's fine Ryou," Mariku rolled his eyes, "I just don't like how they were treating you."

"It bugs you."

"Yeah. Why shouldn't it."

"I don't know, why does it matter," Ryou shrugged, "Katio will probably have a new boyfriend tomorrow anyway or she will be over the guy she broke up with anyway."

"Doesn't mean they should touch you like that," Mariku growled jealously.

"I know."

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Wasn't one hundred percent happy with this and the name may not make sense! I saying that! I'm excited for the next chapter! Well to write it~ But still! The name does half make sense just in a really dumb way…

And I would of posted this like five hours earlier but my internet broke~ :P

Next chapter~

Marik shrugged slightly as Ryou chose to just randomly sit in complete silence then kiss him.

Hmmm~ Have fun!

Thankyou for reading…