Hi! I am back again, with the fifth chapter of Cruising Love! Thanks for the reviews, everyone and I appreciate those who read my fic even if you don't review.
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Title: Kiss of accident
Pairings: s/j, yy/y, b/r, m/m
Warnings: Yaoi
Disclaimers: I don't own YGO; I only own the hot Seto and Malik and Yami in my dreams.
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Marik sat down beside Malik. He leaned his head onto the couch, closed his eyes and sighed in contentment, satisfied to just spend some peaceful time with his hikari and enjoying his presence. He heard a soft giggle and opened his eyes, only to find himself staring in wonder at the beautiful purple depths, mesmerized. He felt as if he was drowning in pools of purple, but the difference was that he felt comfortable and strangely lost. He could stare at them forever, and never get sick. He could be captured by those eyes and not voiced any complaints. He could…
"Marik?" A soft voice broke his thoughts. Not that he minded it. It was just as beautiful as the purple pools. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, he forced himself to concentrate on what Malik was saying.
"Are you feeling tired? You need not accompany me." Malik stared at him, worry and guilt evident on his face. His eyes were now clouded with apology.
/ Does he know the effect of those eyes on me? / The dark soul silently wondered.
"No." he replied. "I was just…thinking."
"About what?" Malik asked, curious. His eyes turned wider and searched Marik's for any signs of joy or gloom. He wanted to know what his yami was thinking. He wanted to know many things. Marik was always a mystery to him. He need not know everything about him, but he wanted to know something, something that would reassure him that he was close to his yami and important to him.
Sometimes, Marik would show to him some emotions, be it anger, elation or even sadness. During those times, Malik felt he was the happiest man alive.
But at times, Marik blocked his thoughts and himself from him. He would then feel the presence of an invisible iron wall between them, separating them and keeping Malik away from the soul he desired.
"Nothing in particular," Marik lied, felling a bit uneasy. "It does not concern you."
"But I want to know," his other half insisted. Although Malik would never admit it, he felt a pang of jealousy when he heard Marik say that. It made him feel unimportant and insignificant. / What could he be thinking about that does not concern him? / He wondered if Marik even thought about him.
/ What am I thinking? I am getting jealous over something that I don't even know. Besides, I am just a shell to him. A shell that he need. Other than that, I am nothing. / Malik thought bitterly.
"Curiosity kills the cat, Malik," Marik answered. "Don't ask too much."
Malik turned his head away, his features hardening. "I am going. I don't want to bother you." He stood up to leave, but Marik grabbed his arm.
"You are not bothering me," Marik stated. "What is wrong with you?"
All of a sudden, he felt the atmosphere turned tense and there was this cold aura around his light.
Malik struggled to keep his face impassive but he could feel anger building inside him. "What is wrong with me?" He replied through gritted teeth. He shook his arm away from Marik. "There is nothing wrong with me. I feel just fine." He snapped.
"Then why do you look so angry?" Marik frowned. Malik don't usually lose his temper unless something major happened, and he seriously did not consider talking as any major event.
"Oh, maybe Santa Claus forgot about my Christmas present?" he replied sarcastically.
"Come on, Malik. Don't try your mood swings on me." Marik replied impatiently. He was getting a little frustrated. "You are tired. Go to sleep."
Malik clenched his fists, trying his best to control his mounting anger, but he could feel his efforts were futile. "I can decide for myself if I am tired or not," He shot back and glared. "Maybe if you just actually take some time to just tell me what the hell you are thinking, my mood may just be perfect!"
/ You don't want to know what I am thinking. You will freak out. / Marik silently mutter in his head. He saw Malik storming off towards the exit and before he knew it, he had acted upon his instinct and grabbed Malik by the arm, pulling him back to him. Their noses were nearly touching and they stared into each other's eyes.
"You really want to know what I am thinking?" Marik asked softly. Malik could only nod his head as he struggled to fight off the blush that threatened to show on his face.
"This…" Marik wrapped his arm around his waist, bringing him closer. His hand moved to Malik's blonde hair and pushed him closer, as his lips moved nearer towards his destination…
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(Meanwhile…)
"Guys! Wait!" Yugi whispered loudly. He waved his arms frantically to those in front of him, signaling for them to come back.
"What do you want, Pharaoh's light?" Bakura demanded impatiently. "We've got no time." He pulled Ryou closer to him.
"Marik and Malik are talking! Don't you want to know what they will do?" Yugi replied softly while watching Malik and his yami intently.
"Since when have you become so nosey, Yugi? Yami's influence, I bet." Seto smirked.
Yami glared at him. Before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Yugi's reply. "I just want to see how things turn out for Malik. They are so perfect for each other."
Yami smiled at his light before glaring at Seto again. "Unlike someone, Yugi has a heart." He shot back.
Seto rolled his eyes and was about to say something curt back when they heard two voices raised from the lounge.
"They are arguing," Ryou stated gently, worry evident in his eyes.
Yami frowned. "This is not good."
"Should we go and stop them?" Jounochi asked.
"No," Seto replied firmly. "We have to explain why we are here. Besides, it's their problem. We should not interfere."
There was a moment of silence as they peered at the quarreling pair from the door, trying their best not to let themselves be seen. When they saw Malik turned towards their direction, Yami, Bakura and Seto's first and natural action was to duck back behind the door. But all three of them made the same and only mistake, which was to pull their respective lover with them. The other three was still staring and their minds were not yet refresh from the exchange they just heard and absorbed.
Fortunately, Malik was grabbed back by Marik and did not notice their presence. Yami heaved a sigh of relief. Seto remained impassive but inside he was thanking whatever God that was watching over them. Marik definitely would not be happy about them eavesdropping and the result would not be pretty.
Bakura snickered. "This is interesting," he stated as he watch Marik pull Malik closer to him. "That asshole finally decided to fuck him?"
Yami rolled his eyes. "They are just going to kiss, tomb robber."
"They are going to kiss! Finally this is getting somewhere!" Jou exclaimed excitedly.
They watched as the two on 'stage' moved closer and closer…
Yugi and Ryou held their breath. Seto rolled his eyes. Jounochi tensed up. Bakura sniggered and Yami smirked.
"They are…" Yugi forced himself to breathe and whispered.
"Going to…" Ryou continued. A surge of hope swept through him as he thought of how this imminent moment of bliss would bring Malik and Marik together.
/ Kiss…/ this word formed simultaneously in their heads.
"What are all of you doing here?" it was a very loud voice.
Marik and Malik broke apart, clearly startled.
Yugi and Jou jumped, causing both of them to hit Yami and Seto's chin as the two of them was watching the scene above them. Ryou was obviously astounded and his mouth open in a voiceless scream. Bakura's eyes widened.
They turned around and faced a yawning Honda. "Are all of you looking for food?" he exclaimed loudly, eyes lighting up in excitement.
Jou growled at him, eyes darting towards the lounge to see if Marik or Malik heard anything. "Shut up!"
Honda glared at him. "What if I don't want to?" he replied back, voice challenging.
The blonde glared back and started to move towards him. Being the dense person he was, he did not realize that his limbs were sort of entangled with Yugi and being Jou, which included the word 'clumsy', tripped and sent all of them except Seto who had miraculously wonderful agility, into the room with a loud 'plomp'. (Author's note: Imagine a cloud of smoke.)
"What the hell?" was the only thing Marik could manage, as he stared wide-eyed at the misshapen 'ball' of entangled limbs and bodies plus a standing and sweat dropping Seto Kaiba in front of him. Malik was speechless and he stood rooted, mind trying to process what in the world was, now and would happen.
"Oops!" Jou grinned sheepishly up at them. "Erm…sorry?" he apologized meekly. Seto sighed in exasperation. "Pup…" he reached out and grabbed the blonde to him.
Bakura stood up angrily, pulling Ryou with him. "It's all your fault." He glared and jabbed a finger into Jou's chest. "Don't touch him." Seto snarled. Jounochi pointed at Honda who looked confused, "It's his fault." He countered.
Honda raised his hands in defense, "Hey! I am the innocent party."
"Why don't you people shut up?" Yami joined in after helping his precious Yugi up.
"Why don't you shut up, pharaoh?"
"Don't think just because you won us before in Duel Monsters therefore you have the right to order us to do anything, Yami."
Ryou, who had noticed Marik's pissed off expression, wisely chose to keep quiet.
"Erm guys?" Yugi interrupted softly.
"What?" They asked in unison. Yugi sweatdropped. He slowly pointed a finger in Marik's direction. They turned and saw a very furious Marik who was gritting his teeth. "Can one of you give me a proper reason why you are here?"
Honda stared at Jou who turned to Seto. The CEO turned to Yugi who turned to Ryou. Ryou looked at Bakura and the dark spirit glared at Yami. Yami glared back but turned his eyes to Marik who was tapping his feet impatiently.
He sweatdropped and cleared his throat. "We were…were…erm…"
"Eavesdropping?" Marik's voice was calm and low, but there was a deadly edge to it.
Yami took a step back. "Not really."
Marik raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"
"We weren't doing anything, really."
Bakura snickered loudly. "We were just watching an interesting show." That earned him a death-glare from Marik. Despite his rage, Marik couldn't help but blush a little as he thought of what happened. / I was going to kiss him! What the hell am I thinking? / He turned around and stared at Malik who was still recovering from the chain of events.
At that moment, Jounochi who did not about the fact that his shoelaces had somehow become untie during the sequence of events, chose to move. You can guess what happened. He tripped of course, and his hands pushed Yugi involuntarily and sent the tri-colored hair boy crashing into Marik.
Seto reached out his arms and caught his beloved Jou in time. Thus, the lucky blonde was trapped securely in his lover's warm embrace. He stared at Seto and saw his blue eyes widened. Confused, he turned around hoping to gain some enlightenment. The scene in front of him explained everything.
Yugi's small form was on Marik, but the most amazing thing was, Malik was trapped under his yami, and his lips were currently pressed tight against Marik's. His purple orbs were wide and a crimson blush was slowly spreading across his cheeks.
Jou did the only thing he could do. He chuckled. Soon, rich laughter filled the entire room as Jou entangled himself from Seto and clutched his side. He was laughing till his sides hurt and one of two teardrops threatened to escape from his eyes.
Smiling, Yami helped Yugi up. He kissed his lips softly and said, "I think you and Jou just did something good."
Ryou smiled happily. "Everything's solved." A smirking Bakura announced. He smiled slyly at his lover. "We should leave." He heaved Ryou onto his shoulder and carried him off.
Yami and Yugi left the room, hand in hand. As they stepped outside, Yugi turned his head back to look at Malik and Marik who remained stiff in their positions. "Things will work out, right Yami?" His other half squeezed his hand. "Right. Let's go. We have some catching up to do." He winked. Yugi blushed, which only made him look more adorable.
Seto dragged a still chuckling Jounochi out of the lounge. He smirked. "Looks like I will have to find some way to shut that mouth of yours, don't I pup?"
Jou glared at him. "Try then." He replied, indirectly initiating a challenge. Nothing else was said as Seto pushed him roughly against the wall, capturing his lips in a deep searing kiss, setting both of them on invisible fire as they groaned in need. "We got…got to…hurry," a breathless Jou broke the kiss and gashed out.
"That's' one sentence which made sense, pup."
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Honda stared, confused. "Oh well," he muttered. "I better go back to sleep. Maybe I will dream and there will be food." He left the room too, leaving Malik and Marik in the room.
"Malik…"
"Marik…"
A long silence ensued, until…
Marik grabbed Malik and crushed their mouths together.
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tbc
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End of the fifth chapter! Finally, something's going on between Malik and Marik! * Cheers *
Was the ending too abrupt? Sorry if it is, I can't think of anything and I am a bit tired.
Oh well, continue reading my fic! ^_^
