I don't own Yu Gi Oh…what a funny name for a chapter, ne?
*Coconuts and Grass Skirts*
"Bakura…Bakura."
"Humm…" Bakura moaned as he turned around on the ground. He could see light coming from both ends of the cave, but he wasn't ready to get up yet.
"Bakura, where did Mariku and Ryou go?"
'Like I'm supposed to know.' "I dunno…maybe they fell off a cliff." He said wishfully, still half asleep.
He closed his eyes again and was drifting back off to sleep when he felt a sharp pain in his ribs.
"Aah! What was that for!?!" He yelled, shooting up from where he lay. When he sat up he saw Malik doubled over with laughter. "You're gunna get it!" And with that he sprang up off the ground.
"Oh shit!" Malik looked horrified. He quickly leaped off his feet and started running, with Bakura at his heels.
The two ran clear out the other end of the cave to find themselves in a spot they had never been before. It was a beautiful, pristine lagoon with a waterfall. Palm trees and white sand accompanied the crystal blue water that poured down the waterfall into the equally clean water below.
Malik; occupied with looking around, forgot to keep running, which was a fatal mistake. Bakura plowed into him and knocked him down on the white sand, pinning Malik down underneath him, a move all too well known. This time however, instead of a punch to the face Bakura pulled off Malik's shirt and started planting kisses on the boys tanned flesh.
Malik smiled and brought Bakura's face up to his own. Bakura was ready to kiss those supple, slightly parted lips again, but Malik was in a playful mood.
"You caught me." He whispered seductively into Bakura's ear. "So now what are you going to do?" Malik looked at him with the calmness that Bakura was used to when he gazed into Malik's eyes. It was the look that Bakura simply couldn't refuse, no matter how hard he tried.
"You're mine." Bakura stated possessively before he brought his lips down on Malik's. He wasn't playing games; he wanted what was his.
Malik, however, was still playing hard to get, and he didn't allow Bakura easy access. Instead he parted his lips, only slightly, teasing Bakura thoroughly. Becoming slightly agitated, Bakura subtly bit down on Malik's lower lip, causing him to open his mouth, at which Bakura took full advantage, kissing the boy lavishly.
The two could have been there for minutes, or hours, they seemed to have lost track of time. Each taking turns tormenting the other with blissful kisses that sent each one of them to heaven. Both of them were within seconds of ripping the rest of each other's clothes when an outline of two people immerged from the other end of the lagoon.
Bakura and Malik both snapped their heads up and were moments away from crying when they saw Ryou, nearly dragging Mariku closer to them. Both were wearing coconuts and matching grass skirts.
"Holy shit!!" Bakura screamed, jumping off of Malik. "Aah! It's a monster!" He flung his arms in the air and ran around in mock fear.
Malik was hardly able to breathe as he rolled around in the sand, cursing himself for not bringing a camera.
"You know what Bakura?" Malik sighed, trying to talk through all the laughing. "I thought that we were with two other gay guys. Not lesbians!!"
Mariku blushed profoundly as he allowed himself to be drug closer to the humiliation. Oh, the things he did for love…
"It's ok Mariku." Ryou said as if what they were wearing was normal. "They're just jealous that they don't look as good as we do."
Malik was still trying to recover, and Bakura had to help him to his feet.
"Woo…oh god!" Malik put a hand to his forehead. "I never though I'd see the day." He did his best to put on a straight face. "Seriously though…I have a question…"
Ryou looked eagerly at him like it was his shining moment.
"Do guys have a little dance?!"
Mariku's eyes narrowed so much that all they became were little slits. Ooh, if looks could kill…
"Ignore him." Ryou said nervously. He knew that Mariku was moments away from slamming Malik's head with a couple of coconuts.
Before Mariku did anything rash, Ryou lead him away, shooting nasty looks back at the two, who were still laughing uncontrollably.
"Oh god, that was priceless!"
* * *
"Sire, we have them all in the lagoon."
"Be patient Minikui, we will strike when the time is right." The king said. "Did you get a good look at them?"
"N-no Sire, why?" Minikui asked timidly.
"I have that feeling Minikui…like someone has…you know." Even the king had a little worry in his voice.
"Are…are you certain my Lord?"
"DO NOT QUESTION MY JUDGEMENT! I KNOW THESE THINGS! NOW GET OUT OF MY SIGHT AND DON'T COME BACK UNTIL YOU'VE GOTTEN A GOOD LOOK AT THEM!!" The king slammed his hand down on his throne, and with a low bow, Minikui hurried away.
* * *
"You two looked like freggin' lunatics today!" Malik said before he sunk his teeth into the freshly cooked fish. They were all sitting outside the cave beside a small fire that took them forever to build, even though Malik had a lighter on the Yacht. Remnants of Mariku's grass skirt could still be seen burning in the fire.
"These goddamn bugs are getting on my nerves!" Bakura shouted for the fiftieth time as he swatted at some fireflies that seemed to only be bugging him.
As if they heard him, the bugs began to slowly fly away.
"Huh…that was weird. Maybe this place is haunted…BOO!" Bakura sprang at Ryou, who jumped into Mariku's arms.
"Bakura!" Mariku yelled threateningly.
"Only having some fun." He replied, flopping back down next to Malik, and wrapping his arms around him. "Touchy." He muttered.
"I heard that!" Mariku yelled.
"Good!" Bakura retorted.
Almost on impulse, Ryou and Malik each grabbed Mariku and Bakura, it was becoming a dinner ritual. Eat, shout nasty comments, be restrained, break from the restraints and then fight.
Malik was beginning to wonder if he was this annoying when he fought with Bakura all the time. He liked it much better now though, when Bakura was wrapped around his little finger.
When Ryou released his hold of Mariku they stood up and walked back into the cave, no doubt to do something that would keep all of the animals on the island awake.
"I'm a little tired too." Malik said, yawning.
"Go ahead, I'll be in soon."
Malik gave Bakura a kiss before he headed in as well.
Bakura was left alone to wrestle with his emotions. But this time it was different. He had that feeling again. Like his "evil guy" radar was kicking in. It hadn't been this strong since Battle City, and he couldn't imagine anyone (other then himself) being eviler then Malik. He still felt like someone was watching them, but he didn't want to say anything to the others because he thought that Ryou might die of fright. Also, he didn't want to seem paranoid. There was something strange about the feeling this time, like he was part of it, or…connected to it somehow.
Shaking his head for being so foolish, Bakura stood up and decided to walk around the island for a while, to try and keep his wits together.
* * *
"Sire, your great wisdom astounds me." Minikui said in hushed tones. "Our men have confirmed your suspicions."
"It is as I have foreseen Minikui." The king spoke calmly.
"B-but your Majesty…this could be highly dangerous for us." He choked nervously.
"I know, I know…that is why I have Aku." The king said with a hint of amusement in his voice.
"T-the shape shifter Sire? But he-"
"Will be perfect for our highly exceptional circumstances." The king finished his sentence. "I plan on having some fun Minikui, surely you want me to have fun right? Because when I get bored, you know what happens."
"Yes Sire…" Minikui looked away, remembering all to well what happens when the king gets bored.
"Good."
* * *
"Malik…Malik, wake up. C'mon." Bakura nudged him gently.
"Ba…kura…it's not even morning yet." Malik moaned, curling up in a ball.
"C'mon, get up. I wanna show you something." He pulled on Malik's arm, a little hard.
"Ow…Bakura…what is it?" Malik whined as he stumbled to his feet, massaging his arm.
"J-just come with me, ok?"
It was dark in the cave, but Malik felt Bakura grab him around the waist and lead him out into the bright moonlight.
"Where are we going?" Malik asked, rubbing his eyes. He felt as if he could fall over asleep any moment.
"Don't worry about it." Bakura stopped him and grabbed his chin, bringing Malik's lips to his and kissing them fervently, not even giving Malik a chance to breath. His nails dug into Malik's skin to try and keep the boy from pulling away, but Malik brought his hands to Bakura's chest and pushed in the opposite direction, breaking apart the harsh kiss.
"Bakura!" Malik gasped, catching his breath. He could see Bakura smirking slightly, his eyes sent chills down Malik's spine. "What are you doing?"
"Malik, settle down…shh…it's ok." Bakura grabbed Malik's arm and pulled him in, continuing to walk.
"Bakura…I-"
"It's ok, just stay with me…I've found something."
Malik was hesitant, but a harsh pull from Bakura made him continue.
They walked for at least fifteen minutes in a nervous silence. Malik didn't know what was up with Bakura; he figured that there must be something in the water.
Bakura wasn't talking, only dragging Malik along, walking really fast, as if where he had to go was really important.
After a while, Malik's legs were begenning to get sore, and his wrist hurt from Bakura gripping it so hard.
"Ok, we're almost there…look." Bakura pointed up on a cliff where Malik saw a rock looking fortress with lights and fires all around it.
"Oh my god Bakura, what is that!?" Malik asked with a sense of awe.
"Well…that's going to be your home for a while." Bakura smirked nastily.
"Bakura…"
Without warning, Bakura slammed Malik's head against the side of the cliff. Malik fell limply into Bakura's arms, with a little river of blood trickling down the side of his face.
"Sleep well…Malik."
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Oooh, evil…Anyhew…
Malik: Yea, well he's not as evil as me! No one is…::shifts eyes right and left, hoping Bakura didn't hear that::
Hopeless Case!
Ja Ne!!
