True Feelings ~ Can't help who you love
Chapter two
By: End1ess Dreamer
Yami looked forward, coming out of his trance to find Malik kissing his lips. Yami's heart felt like it would jump out of his chest and that his face was basically on fire.
He's really kissing me!! Why.. why don't I want to pull alway?! Why don't I want him to stop? why do I feel like my heart is about to break out of my chest?! All these thoughts rushed through Yami's head quickly.
Malik pulled back from the kiss, looking at Yami with his purple eyes, a slight smirk on his face as he looked into Yami's eyes. "You liked that, didn't you Yami?" Malik asked.
Yami looked at Malik, his face still near his own. Yami looked Malik in his deep purple eyes with his own crimson red ones, his cheeks redder then his own eyes. Yami wanted to place his hand over his cheat to try and stop his heart from leaping out as he looked at Malik.
Malik smirked a bit as he continued to look at Yami for a few more seconds and thrn turned his back to him. "If you don't plan on answering me Yami, I'm leaving. And this will be the last you see of me. You may see Marik, but mark my words, you won't see me."
Malik looked over his shoulder at Yami and saw him still standing there. He watched him for a minuter or two more and shook his head, starting to walk off. Malik let out a sigh as he watched where he was going, his mind still on the kiss he gave to Yami.
Yami shook his head a bit and ran after Malik. Yami grabbed Malik's shoulder and turned him around, grabbing Malik by the back of the head and placing his lips to Malik's.
This time it was Malik's turn to be shocked. He looked at Yami as he allowed the kiss to happen. Yami stood there, his hand behind Malik's head, forcing him to stay there, as he looked at Malik, his eyes now full of determination.
Yami took his hand from behind Malik's head and kept looking at him, pulling away from the kiss. "That answer you're question Malik?"
A slight smirk appeared on Malik's face as he looked at Yami. "You call that a kiss?"
Yami smirked, thinking he now knew what Malikw as up to. "Think you can do any better? I know the one you gave me wasn't even half as good as the one I gave you."
Malik closed in on Yami, the smirk on his face growing as his purple eyes filled with mischivouiness. " I don't think I can do any better... I know I can do better Yami."
"Oh you really seem to think so." Yami moved in a bit on Malik, the same look of mischiviouness appearing in his own eyes.
"Like I said, I don't think, I know so."
"Uh-huh. Prove it. Lets see if this dog has any bite, I already know he has bark. But I wanna know more about the bite."
Malik grabbed Yami's wrist and puled him over into and alley, there he pushed Yami against the wall and placed his hands over each of Yami's shoulders, looking at Yami with a slight smirk still there.
Malik then leaned down and placed his soft lips against Yami's and kissed him, closing his eyes as he did. Yami as well closed his own eyes and pushed his lips back against Malik's kissing him right back as he slowly slide his arms around Malik's waist.
~*~*~*Bakura~*~*~*
"What the hell are you up to Marik!?" Bakura shouted out, stopping right where he was.
Marik turned around and looked at Bakura, a evil smile crossed his face as he walked to Bakura, leaning his face towards Bakura's. "Remember the last time we met?"
Bakura growled a bit as she took a step back from Marik. "Yea I do you psycho asshole. I still have the damn scars from you!" Bakura shouted out at him, still growling some.
Marik got closer to Bakura, slipping one of his arms around Bakura's waist and pulling him closer to himself, so he couldn't back up.
"I did that to see how much fun you coulf be. You see, I like you Bakura. You are my type of person. Crazy and cold hearted."
Bakura growled still, watcing Marik, not trusting him one bit. "Then stick with your Malik. He seems to be exactly like you Marik." Bakura grabbed Marik arm and then slide from his grasp, letting his arm go.
Marik frowned some. "Malik likes Yami, plus. Malik is too soft hearted for my taste. He may act like he is cold hearted and crazy, but he really isn't. You see Bakura, I haven't been able to get you off my mind."
"Well, you had better learn how to get me off, because I won't be yours. So give it up Marik." Bakura muttered as he turned his back to Marik and started to walk off.
"You can't get me off your mind either, can you Bakura?" Marik asked as he watched Bakura.
Bakura stopped right where he was and turned around, growling at Marik. "You seriously need to get over yourself Marik."
"Really? Then, why did you follow me?"
Bakura stopped growling and just stood there, looking at Marik, trying his best to think of an answer for that question.
"You came because you wanted to be alone with me, again. Just like before. You weren't sure if I would hurt you again or not, but you came anyways. You were dying to see my again, weren't you, Bakura?"
Bakura glared at Marik as Marik slowly walked towards him, the same evil smile still there.
Bakura quietly growled as Marik stoped a few inches from himself, the smile looking more of a smirk from close up.
The stupid jerk. He thinks he has me wrapped around his finger just like that. The iggnorent jerk. He'll pay for what he has done to me. He thinks that telling me he is attrachted to me is saying sorry for what he did!? The asshole... I won't let him win. Hell no! This jerk will nev-!!
Bakura as pulled back to the real world by Marik wrapping his arms around Bakura's waist, pulling him close to his body. Marik rested his head against Bakura's, closing his eyes he let out a small sigh.
He then opened his eyes, keeping his arms around Bakura's waist and whispered, "I won't hurt you Bakura. You don't have to worry anymore. I am sorry for what I did to you. I hope you can forgive me Bakura, I truely do hope you can forgive. I love you. I don't understand why now, but i'm sure I'll figure it out along the way."
Bakura blinked some, wondering what he should do. All Bakura knew was that Marik had been right about something, Bakura did have feelings for him. Bakura couldn't explain them either but he thought that is him and Marik pulled through this thing, that they might each figure out why they are attracted to the other.
Bakura sighed and pushed away from Marik a bit, looking at him in the eyes. Marik blinked and looked at Bakura. Bakura placed one hand behind Marik's head and pressed his lips against Marik's.
Marik blinked, his eyes wide from shock and then he pressed his own lips back against Bakura's. Bakura removed his hand from behind Marik's head and wrapped both os his arms around Marik's neck, still kissing him.
~*~*~*Ryou & Yuugi~*~*~*
"I wonder if Bakura is alright." Ryou said with concern in his voice, looking at Yuugi.
"Yeah, same here. I wonder of both of them are alright. I'm really worried about Yami though. Malik always wanted to beat Yami and get his puzzle, not to mention his God Card."
"Well. with Bakura and Yami looking after each other, nothing bad should happen to them. I'm sure they didn't even find Malik or Marik." Ryou tried to cheer himself up by saying that more then trying to cheer Yuugi up.
~*~*~*Yami & Malik~*~*~*
"Don't you think we should take this somewhere else?" Yami asked, looking at Malik as they took breaths from all the kissing.
Malik looked over at Yami, a smirk crossing his face. "Well, how do you like the dog's bite so far?"
"Not bad." Yami smriked some, looking at Malik. "Some duel, eh?"
"Yeah. Not quite the one I had in mind, but it works for me. Soo..where do you want to take this?" Malik asked Yami.
Yami smiled and grabbed Malik by the wrist, pulling him over to an amandoned park, there was a huge tree in the middle of a hill.
Yami placed his hands on Malik's shoulders and shoved him into a sitting postion, and then back against the trunk of the tree. Yami sat on Malik's lap and leans forward, pressing his lips against his, Malik pressing back.
Malik slipped his arms around Yami's waist and pulled him further up on his lap, continuing to kiss him. Yami continued to kiss back as well, keeping his arms around Malik's neck and pushing his head closer for kissing. (Not that they could get much closer.. o_o'')
Just the a younger about the age of 16 walked by. She noticed the two at the top of the hill and sat down, watching them as she giggled a bit, having some fun. She wondered how long it would be before they fianlly noticed her. She would look down at her watch every once in a while to keep track of the time.
Then, fifteen minutes later Malik opened his eyes and saw the younger sitting there. Her medium length light brown hair was being blown by the wind, the golden star hanging around her neck by a chain was barely moving. The skirt to her school uniform blowed a bit, but not to high as she continued to sit there.
Malik pushed Yami back a bit and sat up fully, looking at the girl.
Yami blinked and looked at Malik. "Malik, what's wro-?"
Just the Yami heard giggling from a little ways off and turned around, to find the same girlt here that Malik did.
She just stood up and kept giggling, bowing a bit as both Malik and Yami's faces went crimson red.
The girl walked up the hill and sat down next to them, setting her school bag next to her and looking at Yami and then Malik, a smile on her face. "sorry about just watching. I thought it was cute though."
"Cute?!" Malik shouted out as the girl stood up.
The girl continued to smile as she looked down at Malik with her light green eyes, them almost shining. "Hai. Cute. Not many people are willing to make out in public like that, let alone even show who they like." she giggled some more and then ran on down the hill.
Yami stood up and blinked, shaking his head as he walked back over to Malik. He stood at Malik's side, wraping one of his arms around Malik's waist and resting his head against Malik.
"That was one odd girl." Yami finally spoke.
"Yes she was," Malik agreed and then blinked, looking at each other.
"Her school uniform!" They both said at the same time, recongizing the school outfit, it belonging to their school.
~*~*~*Bakura & Marik~*~*~*
Bakura was the first one to pul away, needing to catch his breath. As he did, he looked up at Marik and into his deep purple eyes. Bakura was basically in love with his eyes.
Bakura pulled his arms back from around Marik's neck and then wrapped them around his sides, latching his hands together behind Marik's back, basically hugging him.
Marik wrapped his arms around Bakura, resting his head on top of Bakura's, a smile on his face. A smile that hasn't been on his face in a very long time.
Marik tightened his grip around Bakura, closing his own eyes.
"I'm getting tired, Marik," Bakura quietly.
Marik pulled Bakura away from himself and looked at Bakura. "Want to go back to my place?"
Bakura nodded slowly as he leaned up against Marik for support, being extreamly tired from everything that happened. The whole shockof Marik hugging him and then kissing him.
Hmm, may be this relationship can work out. I love Marik a lot and love who he is. I believe what he says about not wanting to hurt me. And that he loves me, becauseI love him as well. I hope this relationship can work out.
They finally reached Marik's home and walked up the stairs to the door, Marik opened the door up and walked in, then kicked it closed behind him. He then helped Bakura up to his room, going up the stairs.
Marik opened his bedroom door and laid Bakura down on it, then went to his cloest and pulled out some pajamas. He then pulled out a long shirt and showed them to Bakura. "Which one would you like to wear?"
Bakura blinked and looked up at Marik, pointing to the long shirt.
Marik then threw the shirt on Bakura's head, laughing some. He then went back to his cloest and pulled out another long shirt.
Marik turned and looked at Bakura, who was still sitting on his bed. "You can change in here, I'll go and change in the bathroom."
Bakura just shruged and pulled off his shirt, tossing the long shirt over his head, and pulling it down to cover his chest. He then stood up and pulled off his pants, tossing them next to his shirt.
Marik just blinked and shurged as well, pulling off his shirt, his back to Bakura. Just as Marik pulled his shirt off, bakura looked over at him, getting a glance at his back.
Bakura then stood up and placed his handon Marik's back, before he could place the long shirt over his head.
Marik looked over his shoulder at Bakura slightly, wondering what he was doing.
"Bakur-" Marik got cut off by Bakuea saying something.
"These are Egyption, aren't they?" Bakura looked at Marik, waiting for an answer.
Marik just nodded, not saying anything. Bakura then rubbed his hand over Marik's back. Marik stood there and allowed Bakura to run his hand all over his back,over his tatoos.
bakura then placed his head against Marik's back. Marik's smiled some, feeling his head there and his hand still running over his back. It was comforting to him to have someone there and not asking a whole bunch of questions about them.
Bakura was plently tempted to ask how he got them and why, but thought it nicer to not ask. Bakura didn't care how he got and why or how. All he cared about was the Marik was his and he would do anything to make sure Marik felt important.
Bakura then placed one hand on Marik's shoulder, running his other hand over his back still, his head looking at the markings. Marik smiled some and placed one hand over Bakura's hand, the one on his shoulder. He continued to stand there and hold his long shirt that sereved as his pajamas.
Bakura then opened his mouth and licked Marik's back. Marik blinked and turned around, looking at Bakura. Bakura looked up at Marik and pressed his lips against Marik's, kissing him.
Bakura backed up to the bed as Marik pushed him there.
Bakura fell back onto the bed and Marik fell ontop of him, one foot on the ground and the other on the bed, on the other side of Bakura. The pajamas Marik had been holding were now on the ground and soon, Bakura's pajamas were on the ground...
Chapter two
By: End1ess Dreamer
Yami looked forward, coming out of his trance to find Malik kissing his lips. Yami's heart felt like it would jump out of his chest and that his face was basically on fire.
He's really kissing me!! Why.. why don't I want to pull alway?! Why don't I want him to stop? why do I feel like my heart is about to break out of my chest?! All these thoughts rushed through Yami's head quickly.
Malik pulled back from the kiss, looking at Yami with his purple eyes, a slight smirk on his face as he looked into Yami's eyes. "You liked that, didn't you Yami?" Malik asked.
Yami looked at Malik, his face still near his own. Yami looked Malik in his deep purple eyes with his own crimson red ones, his cheeks redder then his own eyes. Yami wanted to place his hand over his cheat to try and stop his heart from leaping out as he looked at Malik.
Malik smirked a bit as he continued to look at Yami for a few more seconds and thrn turned his back to him. "If you don't plan on answering me Yami, I'm leaving. And this will be the last you see of me. You may see Marik, but mark my words, you won't see me."
Malik looked over his shoulder at Yami and saw him still standing there. He watched him for a minuter or two more and shook his head, starting to walk off. Malik let out a sigh as he watched where he was going, his mind still on the kiss he gave to Yami.
Yami shook his head a bit and ran after Malik. Yami grabbed Malik's shoulder and turned him around, grabbing Malik by the back of the head and placing his lips to Malik's.
This time it was Malik's turn to be shocked. He looked at Yami as he allowed the kiss to happen. Yami stood there, his hand behind Malik's head, forcing him to stay there, as he looked at Malik, his eyes now full of determination.
Yami took his hand from behind Malik's head and kept looking at him, pulling away from the kiss. "That answer you're question Malik?"
A slight smirk appeared on Malik's face as he looked at Yami. "You call that a kiss?"
Yami smirked, thinking he now knew what Malikw as up to. "Think you can do any better? I know the one you gave me wasn't even half as good as the one I gave you."
Malik closed in on Yami, the smirk on his face growing as his purple eyes filled with mischivouiness. " I don't think I can do any better... I know I can do better Yami."
"Oh you really seem to think so." Yami moved in a bit on Malik, the same look of mischiviouness appearing in his own eyes.
"Like I said, I don't think, I know so."
"Uh-huh. Prove it. Lets see if this dog has any bite, I already know he has bark. But I wanna know more about the bite."
Malik grabbed Yami's wrist and puled him over into and alley, there he pushed Yami against the wall and placed his hands over each of Yami's shoulders, looking at Yami with a slight smirk still there.
Malik then leaned down and placed his soft lips against Yami's and kissed him, closing his eyes as he did. Yami as well closed his own eyes and pushed his lips back against Malik's kissing him right back as he slowly slide his arms around Malik's waist.
~*~*~*Bakura~*~*~*
"What the hell are you up to Marik!?" Bakura shouted out, stopping right where he was.
Marik turned around and looked at Bakura, a evil smile crossed his face as he walked to Bakura, leaning his face towards Bakura's. "Remember the last time we met?"
Bakura growled a bit as she took a step back from Marik. "Yea I do you psycho asshole. I still have the damn scars from you!" Bakura shouted out at him, still growling some.
Marik got closer to Bakura, slipping one of his arms around Bakura's waist and pulling him closer to himself, so he couldn't back up.
"I did that to see how much fun you coulf be. You see, I like you Bakura. You are my type of person. Crazy and cold hearted."
Bakura growled still, watcing Marik, not trusting him one bit. "Then stick with your Malik. He seems to be exactly like you Marik." Bakura grabbed Marik arm and then slide from his grasp, letting his arm go.
Marik frowned some. "Malik likes Yami, plus. Malik is too soft hearted for my taste. He may act like he is cold hearted and crazy, but he really isn't. You see Bakura, I haven't been able to get you off my mind."
"Well, you had better learn how to get me off, because I won't be yours. So give it up Marik." Bakura muttered as he turned his back to Marik and started to walk off.
"You can't get me off your mind either, can you Bakura?" Marik asked as he watched Bakura.
Bakura stopped right where he was and turned around, growling at Marik. "You seriously need to get over yourself Marik."
"Really? Then, why did you follow me?"
Bakura stopped growling and just stood there, looking at Marik, trying his best to think of an answer for that question.
"You came because you wanted to be alone with me, again. Just like before. You weren't sure if I would hurt you again or not, but you came anyways. You were dying to see my again, weren't you, Bakura?"
Bakura glared at Marik as Marik slowly walked towards him, the same evil smile still there.
Bakura quietly growled as Marik stoped a few inches from himself, the smile looking more of a smirk from close up.
The stupid jerk. He thinks he has me wrapped around his finger just like that. The iggnorent jerk. He'll pay for what he has done to me. He thinks that telling me he is attrachted to me is saying sorry for what he did!? The asshole... I won't let him win. Hell no! This jerk will nev-!!
Bakura as pulled back to the real world by Marik wrapping his arms around Bakura's waist, pulling him close to his body. Marik rested his head against Bakura's, closing his eyes he let out a small sigh.
He then opened his eyes, keeping his arms around Bakura's waist and whispered, "I won't hurt you Bakura. You don't have to worry anymore. I am sorry for what I did to you. I hope you can forgive me Bakura, I truely do hope you can forgive. I love you. I don't understand why now, but i'm sure I'll figure it out along the way."
Bakura blinked some, wondering what he should do. All Bakura knew was that Marik had been right about something, Bakura did have feelings for him. Bakura couldn't explain them either but he thought that is him and Marik pulled through this thing, that they might each figure out why they are attracted to the other.
Bakura sighed and pushed away from Marik a bit, looking at him in the eyes. Marik blinked and looked at Bakura. Bakura placed one hand behind Marik's head and pressed his lips against Marik's.
Marik blinked, his eyes wide from shock and then he pressed his own lips back against Bakura's. Bakura removed his hand from behind Marik's head and wrapped both os his arms around Marik's neck, still kissing him.
~*~*~*Ryou & Yuugi~*~*~*
"I wonder if Bakura is alright." Ryou said with concern in his voice, looking at Yuugi.
"Yeah, same here. I wonder of both of them are alright. I'm really worried about Yami though. Malik always wanted to beat Yami and get his puzzle, not to mention his God Card."
"Well. with Bakura and Yami looking after each other, nothing bad should happen to them. I'm sure they didn't even find Malik or Marik." Ryou tried to cheer himself up by saying that more then trying to cheer Yuugi up.
~*~*~*Yami & Malik~*~*~*
"Don't you think we should take this somewhere else?" Yami asked, looking at Malik as they took breaths from all the kissing.
Malik looked over at Yami, a smirk crossing his face. "Well, how do you like the dog's bite so far?"
"Not bad." Yami smriked some, looking at Malik. "Some duel, eh?"
"Yeah. Not quite the one I had in mind, but it works for me. Soo..where do you want to take this?" Malik asked Yami.
Yami smiled and grabbed Malik by the wrist, pulling him over to an amandoned park, there was a huge tree in the middle of a hill.
Yami placed his hands on Malik's shoulders and shoved him into a sitting postion, and then back against the trunk of the tree. Yami sat on Malik's lap and leans forward, pressing his lips against his, Malik pressing back.
Malik slipped his arms around Yami's waist and pulled him further up on his lap, continuing to kiss him. Yami continued to kiss back as well, keeping his arms around Malik's neck and pushing his head closer for kissing. (Not that they could get much closer.. o_o'')
Just the a younger about the age of 16 walked by. She noticed the two at the top of the hill and sat down, watching them as she giggled a bit, having some fun. She wondered how long it would be before they fianlly noticed her. She would look down at her watch every once in a while to keep track of the time.
Then, fifteen minutes later Malik opened his eyes and saw the younger sitting there. Her medium length light brown hair was being blown by the wind, the golden star hanging around her neck by a chain was barely moving. The skirt to her school uniform blowed a bit, but not to high as she continued to sit there.
Malik pushed Yami back a bit and sat up fully, looking at the girl.
Yami blinked and looked at Malik. "Malik, what's wro-?"
Just the Yami heard giggling from a little ways off and turned around, to find the same girlt here that Malik did.
She just stood up and kept giggling, bowing a bit as both Malik and Yami's faces went crimson red.
The girl walked up the hill and sat down next to them, setting her school bag next to her and looking at Yami and then Malik, a smile on her face. "sorry about just watching. I thought it was cute though."
"Cute?!" Malik shouted out as the girl stood up.
The girl continued to smile as she looked down at Malik with her light green eyes, them almost shining. "Hai. Cute. Not many people are willing to make out in public like that, let alone even show who they like." she giggled some more and then ran on down the hill.
Yami stood up and blinked, shaking his head as he walked back over to Malik. He stood at Malik's side, wraping one of his arms around Malik's waist and resting his head against Malik.
"That was one odd girl." Yami finally spoke.
"Yes she was," Malik agreed and then blinked, looking at each other.
"Her school uniform!" They both said at the same time, recongizing the school outfit, it belonging to their school.
~*~*~*Bakura & Marik~*~*~*
Bakura was the first one to pul away, needing to catch his breath. As he did, he looked up at Marik and into his deep purple eyes. Bakura was basically in love with his eyes.
Bakura pulled his arms back from around Marik's neck and then wrapped them around his sides, latching his hands together behind Marik's back, basically hugging him.
Marik wrapped his arms around Bakura, resting his head on top of Bakura's, a smile on his face. A smile that hasn't been on his face in a very long time.
Marik tightened his grip around Bakura, closing his own eyes.
"I'm getting tired, Marik," Bakura quietly.
Marik pulled Bakura away from himself and looked at Bakura. "Want to go back to my place?"
Bakura nodded slowly as he leaned up against Marik for support, being extreamly tired from everything that happened. The whole shockof Marik hugging him and then kissing him.
Hmm, may be this relationship can work out. I love Marik a lot and love who he is. I believe what he says about not wanting to hurt me. And that he loves me, becauseI love him as well. I hope this relationship can work out.
They finally reached Marik's home and walked up the stairs to the door, Marik opened the door up and walked in, then kicked it closed behind him. He then helped Bakura up to his room, going up the stairs.
Marik opened his bedroom door and laid Bakura down on it, then went to his cloest and pulled out some pajamas. He then pulled out a long shirt and showed them to Bakura. "Which one would you like to wear?"
Bakura blinked and looked up at Marik, pointing to the long shirt.
Marik then threw the shirt on Bakura's head, laughing some. He then went back to his cloest and pulled out another long shirt.
Marik turned and looked at Bakura, who was still sitting on his bed. "You can change in here, I'll go and change in the bathroom."
Bakura just shruged and pulled off his shirt, tossing the long shirt over his head, and pulling it down to cover his chest. He then stood up and pulled off his pants, tossing them next to his shirt.
Marik just blinked and shurged as well, pulling off his shirt, his back to Bakura. Just as Marik pulled his shirt off, bakura looked over at him, getting a glance at his back.
Bakura then stood up and placed his handon Marik's back, before he could place the long shirt over his head.
Marik looked over his shoulder at Bakura slightly, wondering what he was doing.
"Bakur-" Marik got cut off by Bakuea saying something.
"These are Egyption, aren't they?" Bakura looked at Marik, waiting for an answer.
Marik just nodded, not saying anything. Bakura then rubbed his hand over Marik's back. Marik stood there and allowed Bakura to run his hand all over his back,over his tatoos.
bakura then placed his head against Marik's back. Marik's smiled some, feeling his head there and his hand still running over his back. It was comforting to him to have someone there and not asking a whole bunch of questions about them.
Bakura was plently tempted to ask how he got them and why, but thought it nicer to not ask. Bakura didn't care how he got and why or how. All he cared about was the Marik was his and he would do anything to make sure Marik felt important.
Bakura then placed one hand on Marik's shoulder, running his other hand over his back still, his head looking at the markings. Marik smiled some and placed one hand over Bakura's hand, the one on his shoulder. He continued to stand there and hold his long shirt that sereved as his pajamas.
Bakura then opened his mouth and licked Marik's back. Marik blinked and turned around, looking at Bakura. Bakura looked up at Marik and pressed his lips against Marik's, kissing him.
Bakura backed up to the bed as Marik pushed him there.
Bakura fell back onto the bed and Marik fell ontop of him, one foot on the ground and the other on the bed, on the other side of Bakura. The pajamas Marik had been holding were now on the ground and soon, Bakura's pajamas were on the ground...