Well, sorry it's taken awhile to update. And guess what, to everybody who's actually reading my pathetic little authors note? I GOT MY FIRST FLAME! (Not really a cause to celebrate, but oh well.) Yup! I feel important now! (Well, not really...) Anyone who wants to see it can check it out.... (Am I crazy for actually accepting said flame, when I should be pissed off? Anyone with answers, please email me...)
Anyway.... ON WITH THE FIC!.....
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Yugi was checking out his closet, looking for something to wear on his "date" with Ryou, when Yami walked in. Yami blushed, remembering that small kiss on the cheek that had felt so right, yet made him feel even more confused than he already was.
"Oh, hey Yami. Help me pick out something to wear on my date tonight. PLEASE????" Yugi begged. Yami sighed. With all these new feelings inside, this would not me an easy task.
"Hikari, I am not familiar with today's brand of, so called, 'fashion'. I'm from over five thousand years ago, in case you have forgotten." He tried. He knew that Yugi did take pity on his lack of knowledge of the world in which he now lived.
"Well, at least tell me if you think it looks good on me, ok?" Yugi grabbed a shirt and a pair of pants, and went into the bathroom, leaving Yami to do nothing but wait.
Bakura sat in his favorite spot on the couch, brooding. He hadn't slept at all the night before, thinking of the kiss his hikari had shared. No, the kiss his hikari had STOLEN from him. He had never expected anything like that from his dear, innocent Ryou. Wait a minute, did he just say DEAR? He had to be going crazy.
"Bakura? Have you seen my light blue shirt?" Ryou called from the bedroom.
//You mean the one that looks like it's practically painted on your chest? Nope.// He stated through the mind-link, knowing it would get a rise out of Ryou.
/WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT??? THAT SHIRT IS BAGGY ON ME!!!/ Sure enough, Ryou was mentally screaming at Bakura. Bakura laughed at this.
//Just wear what you're wearing now, squirt.//
/I can't, Bakura. I'm not wearing anything but my boxers, and I highly doubt that any movie theater would let me in without at least a pair of pants./
Bakura choked on the mental image of his more innocent twin in only his boxers.
/Well... don't just sit there, help me!/
Yugi came out of the bathroom, and Yami nearly gasped. Yugi was wearing a pair of black baggy jeans, and a red T-shirt, that looked like it was plastered to his body. Yugi definitely hd some muscles, and Yami was shocked that he had never realized it. Yugi didn't look as innocent as he did before. It was replaced by a mischievous glint in his eye, that Yami just barely noticed, because his eyes were glued to the now revealed set of muscles on his chest. Yugi was still thin, but he definitely had muscles.
It suddenly dawned on Yami that this Yugi wasn't just cute anymore. This Yugi was hot. So hot that Yami was aroused just looking at his little hikari.
Hikari! Oh Ra!!! Yugi is MY HIKARI!!!!!!!!!!!! Yami, Yugi is YOUR HIKARI, STOP thinking of him like that!!!!
/Yami? What do you think?/
//Yugi... you look...//
/Hot?/
//Um... yes, I suppose//
/Yeah, but I'm not sure if Ryou would like it. I mean this shirt IS a little tight, but then, it's not as if he hasn't seen my bare chest before. He Has seen me naked, so I highly doubt there'll be–/
//Hikari, what are you talking about???//
/Oh...uh...Actually.../
//Hikari, you know you can tell me anything.// Yami prodded.
/Well, you see, last weekend... RyouandIhadsex.//
It took a moment for Yami to sort out those words, but when he did, his jaw dropped.
//Yugi?//
/It was before you found out, he and I rented a room and did it before we went home. It was nothing big, I mean, it's not like he was my first or anything–/
//HE WASN'T YOUR FIRST?!?!?!?!//
/Of course not, Yami! I'm not an angel, you know./
Yami sat down a chair, shakily. He, of course, was shocked by the knowledge of Yugi's not-so innocence. He was extremely surprised at the look on Yugi's face, as if he didn't care.
Suddenly, Yugi burst out laughing. "Did you SEE your face!!!! Oh Ra, Yami, I was just kidding!!!!!!"
Yami began breathing again at that very moment, relieved that his Aibou had not done any of the things he said he had.
Bakura peeked into Ryou's room before entering, and blushed. It was true. Ryou was only in a pair of navy blue boxers, and standing by his closet, irritated by the sudden disappearance of his shirt. Bakura stepped into the room cautiously. He didn't want Ryou to see him blush.
Suddenly, hearing footsteps, Ryou whipped around. "Bakura, are you hot? Your cheeks are all red."
Ryou stepped close to the former tomb robber, and put a hand on his forehead. The cool touch sent shivers down Bakura's spine. Still, Bakura covered his feelings in snide remarks.
"I'm not sick, but you look it." He said with an evil grin.
"Yeah, well, Yugi certainly doesn't think so. In fact, last weekend, before you guys found out, he said I had very high stamina." Ryou said, with an even slyer grin.
Bakura's eyes widened. Does he mean he and Yugi have done... THAT? Oh Ra, HOW didn't I know about this???? My innocent little Ryou, my Hikari, my Aibou... Unbeknownst to him, Ryou had opened the mind-link, and listened to everything he had just thought.
"Innocent? Who ever said I was INNOCENT? Bakura, I've had sex before. It's not like I don't have a dark-side. You're living proof." He said, nonchalantly
Bakura sat on the side of Ryou's bed, taking it all in. Ryou watched him with interest for a minute, then burst out laughing.
"Oh, My Ra, you should see your face!!!! I'm just kidding Bakura. Should've known you were stupid enough to take it seriously!" Ryou said between giggles.
"Grrrrrr.... I'll SHOW YOU KIDDING!!" Bakura lunged for his light, once again, knocking both of them to the floor. Once again, the punching commenced, never once hitting it's mark.
Once again, Ryou flipped Bakura over and kissed him.
Once again the feelings emerged, more powerful than before. Bakura swore his heart stopped beating for a moment. Ryou's tongue played with his lips, finally forcing them open. The innocence was even present in such a passionate kiss. The tongue seemed to want to play instead of fight. Oh, Ryou. My innocent little Aibou... Bakura's mouth silently begged Ryou to deepen the kiss. And he did. Wrapping his arms around Ryou, Bakura clung for support. It felt like he was flying. Being taken to a whole other world....
PAIN!!!!
A sudden pain shot through his shin, as Ryou delivered a swift kick. Bakura shot up, clutching his bruised member, face red, tears in his eyes. He fell again, realizing the pain was too much to bare.
"OWWWWWWWWE!!!!!!!!" Bakura screamed.
"See," Ryou said calmly, "I got you. You let your guard down and I got you." Not only did I get to kick you in the balls, but I ALSO STOLE ANOTHER KISS from the ever so famous tomb robber Bakura. I believe the Hikari has surpassed the Yami. Well, hate to leave the sight of you writhing in pain, but I gotta put on the rest of my clothes. Boxers are not suitable attire for a movie theater. See ya, Bakura!"
Bakura watched his light go back into his room. He could've sworn he saw those hips sway seductively in his direction.
He was only in his BOXERS!!!! He groaned in his mind, as the ache in his pants suddenly became much worse.
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TBC! Yes, yes, I know, I should've gone on to the date, but I didn't have time. So, what did you think? A little more erotic than the other chapters, but I think it's my best yet. You'll get the date next chapter, Kay?
Oh, and all you flamers?
DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Takes out large flamethrower and points it at the flamers in the back of the room.)
