Ch 5 took a while
Nakoruru: Okay, that took a while... Sorry about that.
Nakasaki: You really need to do something about all that homework.
Nakoruru:How about you do it?
Nakasaki: ...
Nakoruru: Thats what I thought. Rating changes to R for this because of this chapter. You'll see...
Bakura's POV
"Where am I?" I wondered as I made my way down a long corridor-Ra only knowa when I started walking. I reach the light at the end of it soon enough, and find that I am standing in an elaborate flower garden, complete with rose vines and ivys crawling around shiny white furniture and corresponding archways beckoning towards several pathways. Upon closer inspection, I could see what would only be described as 'faeries' prancing around some of the larger flowers and laughing, pointing at me. Being myself, I went to grab one of the little broads but she vanished. I noticed they were all different colors, some of them were pretty damn cute(and if anyone could hear me thinking this I'd have to kill them immediately) considrering the fact that they were all bare-assed naked. Of course this piqued my interest so I decided to try and catch a purple one, thinking Ishtal would be pissed if I didnt get him one of these, but she got away from me as well. She thought it was the funniest thing in the world that I couldnt get close enought to grab her tiny ass.
I tried once more, but she slipped between my fingers and ran underneath me, leading me off to a shady spot of the garden where I beheld what was quite possibly the most hilarious thing I've yet to see in over 5000 years...
Ryou was sitting on a deck chair in a light-blue leotard and stockings, complete with toe shoes and plastic butterfly wings. Of course I laughed hysterically, not bothering to ask why he was dressed tht way or what the hell had I hit my head on when I fell to conjure such a mental image. Yes I know I'm unconscious. Things like this just don't happen when one is awake.
I think I laughed so hard I gave myself the hiccups, which was even funnier since I never though that was possible. Apparently my light didn't find this as humorous as I did, because he produced the millenium rod from seemingly nowhere and cracked me in the face with it. It more or less floored me out of shock. I awoke, ready to kill him and rip Malik's damn head off for having it, and I found out I had been transported to a different area of the garden. I was lying on stone in front of a cheesy angel fountain, which periodically spashed water in my face. I rolled over and got to my feet, irritated, and saw Ishtal curled up on the grass in the sun, not more than 15 feet away from where I stood. He wore translucent white robes(Nakoruru: This is starting to sound like a porno: now you see why the rating changed.
Bakura: You act like it's my fault...) made of mist and silk and his skin and hair seemed to shine in the morning light as he shifted onto his side, fast asleep.
I think this dream just got better. Thanks Ryou.
I crept up on him, silently wishing I had a bucket so I could dump some of that icy fountain water on his crotch...I've done that before and he promised he'd kill me...so I was forced to settle for laying down beside him, gazing at his face. He's so deep in sleep he's drooling. Perfect.
One if Ish's biggest pet peeves is having anything touching his ears, excluding his hair. Especially anything wet: He'll scream and bitch about it for hours. I end up licking his ear at least once a month, just to piss him off and remind myself what the scream sounds like and what his punches feel like. He screams like a girl, so being the evil, sadistic bastard that I am, I brushed his hair gently away from the side of his head, breathed softly on his neck just to see him smile in his sleep. I made certain I was out of his immedieate punching range before I leaned in and gave him a nice soppy one from his collar bone to his hairline.
And he screamed, jumping to his feet and cussing me out in Egyptian, Japanese, English, and a few other languages I've never heard before.
When he calmed down, he just stood there, glaring at me as I faced him with a shit-eating grin on my face. I figured it was safe to approach him by now.
"Good morning." I purred, pulling his oosely clothed body against mine and wrapping my long arms about his neck. "Sleep well?"
Ishtal scowled. "I should kick the crap out of you, you damn ass, for scaring me like that! No, I don't mean the lick." He snaked his arms aroung my waist, giving me a sharp tug on my ponytail.(Nakoruru: I wish I had a scanner...I took the time to even draw this scene out.) "Why did you just keel over like that?"
I shrugged. "How would I know? One minute I felt fine, then my head hurt, then I was dizzy and it was hard to breathe, and after that I was here." I released him from my embrace. "Where the hell is 'here' anyway?"
"One of my dreams, actually." He replied, seating himself bak down on the ground and pulling me down next to him. "I guess I dozed off watching you and our link was still open, so here you are."
I nodded, understanding. "Well, that explains why it's so fucked up. How do we get out of here?"
"Usually I wake up when something disturbing happens. Like over there for instance." He pointed over my shoulder to where Isis and Shaddi were bathing each other in the fountain. Oh, dear Ra...there's something frightening about seeing a woman you know as personally as I know Isis naked like this, so I shuddered, trying not to tear my eyes out, screaming in my head. The yell must have been just loud enough to bring me back to the world of the living for I found myself hitting the side of my face on the hardwood floor. My head is taking a lot of abuse today.
Ishtal yawned from his position at the foot of the bed I had fallen out of. He pillowed his head in his arms, looking over the edge at me curiously. "Hey beautiful." He said groggily. "Feel better?"
I sighed, shutting my eyes and deciding to remain where I was once I had tried to sit up and discovered it didn't do much for my aching head. In fact, my entire body ached from the skin going inward, and I wondered absently if I had set myself on fire while I was out. But that couldn't have been, because I was very cold. Damn it's cold in here, or is it me? I kept trying to listen to the sounds below us in the living room, and thought I heard Malik's dumb ass burst through the front door. Ah, who gives a shit. I'm tired. I think I'll stay down here for a minute before I go downstsirs and kill them all for making so much noise.
[Fic break] Nakoruru: Uh...basically Bakura's been out for about three hours, and all the little kids have gone home. Ha! I skipped out on writing the party! Yugi, Yami and Kaiba are in the next room (no you pervs, Yami's sick, remember?) and everybody else is downstairs. Oh, and if anyone wanted to know, Kaiba is taking Mokuba to Disneyworld for his birthday. Boy, he'll do anything for him, won't he? Ah well, that's all I have to say about that. I'm working on a yaoi fic currently for Breath of Fire 3 and maybe DragonballZ, because I love twising the storyline so much. More than likely I'll scrap them both to do one relating to Final Fantasy 7, 8 or Tactics. Yes, I'm crazy. Crazy is good right?
Nakasaki: Depends on your point of view.[End of fic Break}
Meanwhile,in the quickly emptying living room, a certain blonde-haired Egyptian boy had arrived and captured a certain white-haired boy in a headlock as he lauged maniacally.
"Damn its good to see you!" Malik exclaimed, kissing Ryou on the top of his head while ignoring Joey who was trying to pull him off. "How DARE you leave me with that insane woman, you little bastard?! I should give you a noogie for that!"
"Malik, let my head go..." Ryou said feebly, trying to appease his feverish, shirtless, soggy, and crazy boyfriend.
"Hell no. Now you must pay! I will bruise your skull with my Ultimate Cosmic Thrust Noogie of Pain!"
"Lovely.." Ryou remarked, closing his eyes as Malik's fist bored a hole in his head. "I'm terrified. Now, if you don't mind explaining how you got here and why you're so wet.."
Malik released him and plopped down in an armchair, wringing out his sodden hair. "Ah, yes. Well, I stole Shaddi's car when he came to 'visit' sis, and I drove here and couldn't find a parking space, so I parked down the street and walked up here. It's snowing like a bitch out there so I got wet. As for my shirt, I lost it somewhere between home and this room. So, here I am."
Anzu shook her head. "Poor thing-he's delirious."
No he's not..." Honda murmured to himself, exiting the room.
I HEARD THAT YOU SPEAR HEADED FREAK!!" Malik yelled, jumping to his feet. The fever overcame him and he fell back down again. "But I will kill you later. How'd pigeon exploding go? I heard their eyes blow out just before they bust apart."
"Thats it." Ryou said, grabbing his koi by the arm. "You're starting to sound like your yami. To bed with you." He gave the Egyptian a gentle shove. "Go on."
I SHALL RETURN!" Malik yelled, laughing maniacally as Ryou pulled him upstairs.
"Kay, that was odd." Joey snorted, dumping a pixie stick down his throat.
{Kaiba's POV}
I feel like I'm the victim of some kind of conspiracy. How the hell does Anzu know about the relationship between Yami and I? Has it been that obvious? If Joey walks up to me with some sort of snide remark indicating that he is also aware, I swear I'm taking his face off. He really could'nt piss me off more if he did that, and he and I both know that the only thing sustaining his very existence at this point is indeed, Yami. Why my love values him as an aquaintance, however, I don't know.
Im currently staring at the latter's still form in my bed. He finally went to sleep after all that whining. Good. He needs to rest anyway, plus I like watching him in his sleep. I notice a lot of little things about people like eyelash color, face shape, speech pattern...and whoever thinks this is obsessive can go straight to hell and burn. I've always studied the people I've interacted with to this detail ever since I was very young. It's unnerving, I'm certain, for someone to walk into my office while my back is turned and I know exactly who they are by how they breathe. Perhaps I'm a little oversensitive to my surroundings?
Alright, I'm rambling now, but I can't help it. It's quiet as hell in this room and I'm worrying my head off over my ailing lover and Mokuba's reaction to my disappearance. I hope he isn't angry that I pulled a vanishing act. My room is virtually soundproof so I can't hear downstairs...
"Hey, Seto-san, what's wrong?" Yugi asked quietly. He hasn't made a peep so I almost forgot he was in the room. He looks worried too. Looks like I have company in that.
"Nothing Yugi, just thinking." I replied, looking away from Yami to the floor. I still don't know where I stand with Yugi, which makes our relationship a bit awkward. I'm in love with the dark half of his soul, who's in love with me, but I think Yugi has a crush on him but also likes Anzu who likes him back, who broke up with Yami when he told her how he felt for me...just damn. I'm making my head hurt.
"What about?" Yugi persisted. I know he's genuinely concerned but I don't know how to tell him what i'm thinking, even though he's one of the few people I open up to. God, I'm starting to sound like such a clod.
I shrug, knowing I'm not getting out of this one.
"How do you feel about us Seto?" Yugi asked. "Are you worried about how I feel?"
"What makes you ask?'
How does he do that?! Do I think too loud?! I decided to play dumb, so sue me. You woudn't win, anyway.
"I dunno," He continued, shifting in his chair. "Something about the way you act when were alone."
"Why does it matter?" I know i'm sounding a little abraisive, but i wish he'd leave me alone and let me sort through this myself without anyone's interference, the way I've always done anything.
"B-because..." He stammered, looking at the floor as if it were suddenly new and interesting. "Because, I think I'm in love with you Seto..."
I blink once, forcing myself to comprehend what he just said. He has no idea what a burden he has relieved from my heart, and how I now instantaneously love him back. Of course, I can barely force myself to make an audible sound, I'm so shocked. Oh, shit, I'm starting to get a dizzy,drifting feeling, and my vision is getting dimmer. I guess I'll do the sensible thing and pass out now: I could use a nap anyway.
Nakoruru: Okay, thats chapter 5. It would help if You people offer at least SOME suggestions. Damn, I do have other fics Im working on and I really love this one, but its being a bitch and wont give me any ideas. Oh well. Hopefully I will have this finished before Spring Break.
Nakasaki: Hopefully...Ja!
Nakoruru: Okay, that took a while... Sorry about that.
Nakasaki: You really need to do something about all that homework.
Nakoruru:How about you do it?
Nakasaki: ...
Nakoruru: Thats what I thought. Rating changes to R for this because of this chapter. You'll see...
Bakura's POV
"Where am I?" I wondered as I made my way down a long corridor-Ra only knowa when I started walking. I reach the light at the end of it soon enough, and find that I am standing in an elaborate flower garden, complete with rose vines and ivys crawling around shiny white furniture and corresponding archways beckoning towards several pathways. Upon closer inspection, I could see what would only be described as 'faeries' prancing around some of the larger flowers and laughing, pointing at me. Being myself, I went to grab one of the little broads but she vanished. I noticed they were all different colors, some of them were pretty damn cute(and if anyone could hear me thinking this I'd have to kill them immediately) considrering the fact that they were all bare-assed naked. Of course this piqued my interest so I decided to try and catch a purple one, thinking Ishtal would be pissed if I didnt get him one of these, but she got away from me as well. She thought it was the funniest thing in the world that I couldnt get close enought to grab her tiny ass.
I tried once more, but she slipped between my fingers and ran underneath me, leading me off to a shady spot of the garden where I beheld what was quite possibly the most hilarious thing I've yet to see in over 5000 years...
Ryou was sitting on a deck chair in a light-blue leotard and stockings, complete with toe shoes and plastic butterfly wings. Of course I laughed hysterically, not bothering to ask why he was dressed tht way or what the hell had I hit my head on when I fell to conjure such a mental image. Yes I know I'm unconscious. Things like this just don't happen when one is awake.
I think I laughed so hard I gave myself the hiccups, which was even funnier since I never though that was possible. Apparently my light didn't find this as humorous as I did, because he produced the millenium rod from seemingly nowhere and cracked me in the face with it. It more or less floored me out of shock. I awoke, ready to kill him and rip Malik's damn head off for having it, and I found out I had been transported to a different area of the garden. I was lying on stone in front of a cheesy angel fountain, which periodically spashed water in my face. I rolled over and got to my feet, irritated, and saw Ishtal curled up on the grass in the sun, not more than 15 feet away from where I stood. He wore translucent white robes(Nakoruru: This is starting to sound like a porno: now you see why the rating changed.
Bakura: You act like it's my fault...) made of mist and silk and his skin and hair seemed to shine in the morning light as he shifted onto his side, fast asleep.
I think this dream just got better. Thanks Ryou.
I crept up on him, silently wishing I had a bucket so I could dump some of that icy fountain water on his crotch...I've done that before and he promised he'd kill me...so I was forced to settle for laying down beside him, gazing at his face. He's so deep in sleep he's drooling. Perfect.
One if Ish's biggest pet peeves is having anything touching his ears, excluding his hair. Especially anything wet: He'll scream and bitch about it for hours. I end up licking his ear at least once a month, just to piss him off and remind myself what the scream sounds like and what his punches feel like. He screams like a girl, so being the evil, sadistic bastard that I am, I brushed his hair gently away from the side of his head, breathed softly on his neck just to see him smile in his sleep. I made certain I was out of his immedieate punching range before I leaned in and gave him a nice soppy one from his collar bone to his hairline.
And he screamed, jumping to his feet and cussing me out in Egyptian, Japanese, English, and a few other languages I've never heard before.
When he calmed down, he just stood there, glaring at me as I faced him with a shit-eating grin on my face. I figured it was safe to approach him by now.
"Good morning." I purred, pulling his oosely clothed body against mine and wrapping my long arms about his neck. "Sleep well?"
Ishtal scowled. "I should kick the crap out of you, you damn ass, for scaring me like that! No, I don't mean the lick." He snaked his arms aroung my waist, giving me a sharp tug on my ponytail.(Nakoruru: I wish I had a scanner...I took the time to even draw this scene out.) "Why did you just keel over like that?"
I shrugged. "How would I know? One minute I felt fine, then my head hurt, then I was dizzy and it was hard to breathe, and after that I was here." I released him from my embrace. "Where the hell is 'here' anyway?"
"One of my dreams, actually." He replied, seating himself bak down on the ground and pulling me down next to him. "I guess I dozed off watching you and our link was still open, so here you are."
I nodded, understanding. "Well, that explains why it's so fucked up. How do we get out of here?"
"Usually I wake up when something disturbing happens. Like over there for instance." He pointed over my shoulder to where Isis and Shaddi were bathing each other in the fountain. Oh, dear Ra...there's something frightening about seeing a woman you know as personally as I know Isis naked like this, so I shuddered, trying not to tear my eyes out, screaming in my head. The yell must have been just loud enough to bring me back to the world of the living for I found myself hitting the side of my face on the hardwood floor. My head is taking a lot of abuse today.
Ishtal yawned from his position at the foot of the bed I had fallen out of. He pillowed his head in his arms, looking over the edge at me curiously. "Hey beautiful." He said groggily. "Feel better?"
I sighed, shutting my eyes and deciding to remain where I was once I had tried to sit up and discovered it didn't do much for my aching head. In fact, my entire body ached from the skin going inward, and I wondered absently if I had set myself on fire while I was out. But that couldn't have been, because I was very cold. Damn it's cold in here, or is it me? I kept trying to listen to the sounds below us in the living room, and thought I heard Malik's dumb ass burst through the front door. Ah, who gives a shit. I'm tired. I think I'll stay down here for a minute before I go downstsirs and kill them all for making so much noise.
[Fic break] Nakoruru: Uh...basically Bakura's been out for about three hours, and all the little kids have gone home. Ha! I skipped out on writing the party! Yugi, Yami and Kaiba are in the next room (no you pervs, Yami's sick, remember?) and everybody else is downstairs. Oh, and if anyone wanted to know, Kaiba is taking Mokuba to Disneyworld for his birthday. Boy, he'll do anything for him, won't he? Ah well, that's all I have to say about that. I'm working on a yaoi fic currently for Breath of Fire 3 and maybe DragonballZ, because I love twising the storyline so much. More than likely I'll scrap them both to do one relating to Final Fantasy 7, 8 or Tactics. Yes, I'm crazy. Crazy is good right?
Nakasaki: Depends on your point of view.[End of fic Break}
Meanwhile,in the quickly emptying living room, a certain blonde-haired Egyptian boy had arrived and captured a certain white-haired boy in a headlock as he lauged maniacally.
"Damn its good to see you!" Malik exclaimed, kissing Ryou on the top of his head while ignoring Joey who was trying to pull him off. "How DARE you leave me with that insane woman, you little bastard?! I should give you a noogie for that!"
"Malik, let my head go..." Ryou said feebly, trying to appease his feverish, shirtless, soggy, and crazy boyfriend.
"Hell no. Now you must pay! I will bruise your skull with my Ultimate Cosmic Thrust Noogie of Pain!"
"Lovely.." Ryou remarked, closing his eyes as Malik's fist bored a hole in his head. "I'm terrified. Now, if you don't mind explaining how you got here and why you're so wet.."
Malik released him and plopped down in an armchair, wringing out his sodden hair. "Ah, yes. Well, I stole Shaddi's car when he came to 'visit' sis, and I drove here and couldn't find a parking space, so I parked down the street and walked up here. It's snowing like a bitch out there so I got wet. As for my shirt, I lost it somewhere between home and this room. So, here I am."
Anzu shook her head. "Poor thing-he's delirious."
No he's not..." Honda murmured to himself, exiting the room.
I HEARD THAT YOU SPEAR HEADED FREAK!!" Malik yelled, jumping to his feet. The fever overcame him and he fell back down again. "But I will kill you later. How'd pigeon exploding go? I heard their eyes blow out just before they bust apart."
"Thats it." Ryou said, grabbing his koi by the arm. "You're starting to sound like your yami. To bed with you." He gave the Egyptian a gentle shove. "Go on."
I SHALL RETURN!" Malik yelled, laughing maniacally as Ryou pulled him upstairs.
"Kay, that was odd." Joey snorted, dumping a pixie stick down his throat.
{Kaiba's POV}
I feel like I'm the victim of some kind of conspiracy. How the hell does Anzu know about the relationship between Yami and I? Has it been that obvious? If Joey walks up to me with some sort of snide remark indicating that he is also aware, I swear I'm taking his face off. He really could'nt piss me off more if he did that, and he and I both know that the only thing sustaining his very existence at this point is indeed, Yami. Why my love values him as an aquaintance, however, I don't know.
Im currently staring at the latter's still form in my bed. He finally went to sleep after all that whining. Good. He needs to rest anyway, plus I like watching him in his sleep. I notice a lot of little things about people like eyelash color, face shape, speech pattern...and whoever thinks this is obsessive can go straight to hell and burn. I've always studied the people I've interacted with to this detail ever since I was very young. It's unnerving, I'm certain, for someone to walk into my office while my back is turned and I know exactly who they are by how they breathe. Perhaps I'm a little oversensitive to my surroundings?
Alright, I'm rambling now, but I can't help it. It's quiet as hell in this room and I'm worrying my head off over my ailing lover and Mokuba's reaction to my disappearance. I hope he isn't angry that I pulled a vanishing act. My room is virtually soundproof so I can't hear downstairs...
"Hey, Seto-san, what's wrong?" Yugi asked quietly. He hasn't made a peep so I almost forgot he was in the room. He looks worried too. Looks like I have company in that.
"Nothing Yugi, just thinking." I replied, looking away from Yami to the floor. I still don't know where I stand with Yugi, which makes our relationship a bit awkward. I'm in love with the dark half of his soul, who's in love with me, but I think Yugi has a crush on him but also likes Anzu who likes him back, who broke up with Yami when he told her how he felt for me...just damn. I'm making my head hurt.
"What about?" Yugi persisted. I know he's genuinely concerned but I don't know how to tell him what i'm thinking, even though he's one of the few people I open up to. God, I'm starting to sound like such a clod.
I shrug, knowing I'm not getting out of this one.
"How do you feel about us Seto?" Yugi asked. "Are you worried about how I feel?"
"What makes you ask?'
How does he do that?! Do I think too loud?! I decided to play dumb, so sue me. You woudn't win, anyway.
"I dunno," He continued, shifting in his chair. "Something about the way you act when were alone."
"Why does it matter?" I know i'm sounding a little abraisive, but i wish he'd leave me alone and let me sort through this myself without anyone's interference, the way I've always done anything.
"B-because..." He stammered, looking at the floor as if it were suddenly new and interesting. "Because, I think I'm in love with you Seto..."
I blink once, forcing myself to comprehend what he just said. He has no idea what a burden he has relieved from my heart, and how I now instantaneously love him back. Of course, I can barely force myself to make an audible sound, I'm so shocked. Oh, shit, I'm starting to get a dizzy,drifting feeling, and my vision is getting dimmer. I guess I'll do the sensible thing and pass out now: I could use a nap anyway.
Nakoruru: Okay, thats chapter 5. It would help if You people offer at least SOME suggestions. Damn, I do have other fics Im working on and I really love this one, but its being a bitch and wont give me any ideas. Oh well. Hopefully I will have this finished before Spring Break.
Nakasaki: Hopefully...Ja!