FLY WITH ME
By Amphitrite

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A/n: After a long pause in time, I finally have the next chapter of Fly With Me. Took me long enough, didn't it? I think I lost some readers. T_T

Ooh, and thanks for all of the reviews, everyone! It means so much to me that you guys actually bother pressing that little blue button and typing stuff in. Heh…Anyway, thanks. Couldn't have gotten so far without all your support. Oh, and I guess you could say that this chapter has extremely mild lime in it. I think.

Pairings: Bakura/Yami, Ryou/Yuugi

Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh! belongs to the great Takahashi-sama. 'Fly With Me' belongs to Amphitrite. Don't steal.

Last Revision: January 18th, 2004

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Ryou and Yuugi woke up from their deep slumber on the bumpy bus with a jolt. They blinked at each other in confusion. "Did you just feel something?" Ryou asked sleepily. Yuugi nodded slowly, wide-eyed.

"Something," he frowned, "from the Puzzle?" Ryou nodded in agreement.

"The Ring, too," he informed his boyfriend. He looked at the Sennen Ring in sudden wonderment. "Do you think that this has something to do with…our darker sides?" He put emphasis on the last words. Yuugi grinned impishly.

"Maybe…"

"Can you contact him?" Ryou paused. "Yami no Yuugi, I mean. Yami blocked our link this morning."

Yuugi hesitated. "Umm…I kinda got mad at him after he came home yesterday night…or morning, actually, but yeah…I blocked the link."

Ryou tilted his head to one side. "Why did you get mad at him?" he asked in puzzlement. Yuugi blushed in embarrassment.

"Well…He wouldn't come with me on this trip," he admitted shamefully. Ryou shook his head.

"That's no reason to get mad at him! And definitely not to close off your mind link~!" Ryou exclaimed, scolding the other. Yuugi bowed his head.

"I know…But I just wanted them together so badly~!" Ryou wrapped his arm around the other.

"We'll get more chances in the futures, Yuugi. I promise we will."

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The two spirits sat on the couch in Ryou's living room. A cartoon was playing on the TV and Bakura's eyes were locked on it. Yami just leaned against the other and stared at him while playing with his snow-colored hair. The smallest of smiles was on Bakura's face, though Yami looked solemn. He braided a lock of the thief's hair, chuckling quietly, then released it and continued to play with it.

"What are we going to say when Ryou and Yuugi get back?" Bakura asked quietly, trying not ruining their 'moment'. Yami frowned, but continued twirling a strand of the other spirit's hair between his fingers.

"Nothing."

Bakura blinked. "Nothing?"

"They'll never approve," Yami said. "Or at least Yuugi won't. I don't think Ryou would have a problem, but I really don't know. And then there's the issue of all…the others."

"Your friends," Bakura filled in for him, something unrecognizable in his voice. Yami nodded.

"My friends."

"Yeah, they hate me, don't they?" Bakura sighed…in depression? Yami smiled a little bit, despite the situation.

"I don't think they hate you. They just…dislike you."

Bakura snorted. "Oh, and that's so much better. No, they do hate me. It's easy to tell. That's why they distance themselves from Ryou. Because they think that he's a power-hungry maniac. They think that he's like me. Have you ever noticed how only Yuugi is friendly to him?"

"…Bakura, Ryou is Yuugi's boyfriend. Of course he's friendly to him."

Bakura rolled his eyes. "I know that, but I'm just pointing out that they despise my very existence. Even though I haven't really done that much to them… They'll never accept…us. I think that it'd be best to keep this a secret, Yami, at least from them. Yuugi and Ryou will probably find out, anyway." Yami frowned. Bakura kissed him on the forehead. "I know you don't like the idea, but would you like them to break us up?"

"But if they never know, then I would still have dislike you in public! And…" Yami looked into Bakura's eyes. "I don't want to have to do that…"

Bakura nodded, sighing. "I know what you mean, but this is the way that it has to be."

Yami echoed the sigh, leaning back into the couch. "Why did we have to hate each other in the first place?"

Bakura smiled sadly, brushing a golden bang out of Yami's face. "I never hated you, Yami…"

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A week had passed by and the hikaris (along with their friends) had returned from their trip to the mountains. This disappointed Bakura and Yami greatly, since they now had to sneak out in order to see each other. They also had to pretend to hate each other in public, though the two of them had a fun time thinking up of amusing insults to toss at the other.

Bakura climbed silently into the Mutou guestroom from one of the windows. Yami was sitting on the large bed, soulful crimson eyes staring at the wall in front of him. He suddenly turned around as Bakura shut the window. "Bakura!" he exclaimed. The thief whipped around, a finger against his lips to signal that Yami should keep it down.

"So much for surprising you," Bakura grumbled, taking a seat next to Yami on the bed. He kissed the other. "How are you?"

"Bored," Yami replied dully. Bakura grinned and pushed the other down on the bed. He straddled Yami's waist, a wanton look in his eyes.

"I can fix that."

Yami's grin mirrored Bakura's. "Can you?" he challenged, a mischievous spark lighting those red eyes. The former tomb robber growled and pressed his lips to his lover. Yami responded eagerly, letting Bakura slip his tongue into the pharaoh's mouth. The pair of tongues tangled in a heated kiss, fighting for dominance.

The two spirits let go of each other's mouth, gasping for air. If not for the need to breathe, that kiss would've probably gone on forever. "Still bored, my luscious little pharaoh?" Bakura asked seductively. Yami stared up at him with glazed eyes.

"As a matter of fact, yes…Maybe you should try a little harder, Th—"

He was cut off as Bakura latched his mouth to Yami's (for once) bare neck. There he proceeded to suck on the smooth skin, Yami making small noises of appreciation. While his mouth was busy, Bakura's hands fumbled with Yami's shirt and managed to get it off. He threw it to the side, the article of clothing landing on the floor.

He let go of Yami's neck, eyeing his work appreciatively. The thief laid a quick kiss on the spot. "There…I've marked you," he whispered in a heavy voice. In reply, Yami flipped them over so that now he was over the tomb robber. He touched the mark on his neck lightly.

"So you have."

The pharaoh removed Bakura's shirt quickly and let his hands roam all over the other's torso. Bakura closed his eyes and arched upward at the light, gentle touch.

There was a knock on the locked door. "Yami, are you in there?" called Yuugi's voice.

Bakura's eyes snapped open and Yami's hands froze on Bakura's chest.

"Yami?"

Yami began to get off of Bakura. "Go," he whispered hurriedly, slipping on his shirt, "now." Bakura nodded quickly and jumped off the bed. He fumbled with the window for a moment (while Yami watched with wide, horrified eyes) and then slid it open. Then he proceeded in climbing out with no shirt on.

Noticing that, Yami quickly kicked Bakura's shirt under the bed and smoothed out the covers of the bed. He ran to the door, opening it slightly. He found a sleepy Yuugi at the doorway.

"Yuugi? What do you want?" he asked, attempting to sound confused. He hoped that he was doing a good job of it. It wouldn't do for Yuugi to get suspicious…

Yuugi looked up at his dark half. "What's going on? I heard some noise coming from this room. Were you sleeping in here? Okaasan came and woke me up, telling me that someone was in the guestroom."

Yami shifted uncomfortably, racking his head for valid excuses. "Umm…I was just sleeping. I'm sorry if I woke your mother up," he said lamely. Yuugi raised an eyebrow, clearly not believing him.

"What was making the noise?"

"…I was dreaming."

"About what?"

Yami blushed. "Umm…Do you really want to know?" Yuugi caught the red tinge on his cheeks. The duelist smirked uncharacteristically.

"Okay, about who?"

"YUUGI!!"

"Jeez, keep it down. Okay, okay, so you don't want to tell me." He leaned in closer. "Was he good?"

Yami turned bright red. Yuugi laughed. "Okay, I'll go to sleep now. Good night!" The high school sophomore bounded down the hall into his room. The pharaoh shut the door and slumped against it tiredly.

That was close. Way too close.

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A/n: Wow. I actually managed to finish the sixth chapter. That's more than a little bit frightening. I'm so glad that I did, though. Hopefully, not everyone gave up on me. ; So, if you're still reading this, please leave a review. It is much appreciated and will help me be motivated to write the next part of this lovely fic.

Thanks for reading, minna! And I am so sorry for taking so long to update. Don't hurt me! [ducks]