Rivalry of Three
R
hollyberry
summary: Ryou is growing up into a very lovely young man. The Yuugi-tachi goes on a vacation and Malik, Yami, and Y.Marik are thinking up ways to get Ryou laid---that is, if they can survive Y.Bakura's constant foiling of their plans---
pairings: you guys would have to vote on who Ryou will pick! Here are the choices:
a)Yami Yuugi
b)Malik
c)Yami Marik
d)Yami Bakura
e) a,b, and c
Chapter 1: The Rivalry Begins
"Who else are we waiting for?"
Yuugi checked the people around him, counting in his head. The yacht Solomon Motou rented for the gang's cruise trip to Kukulu island was humongous. And from where he was standing, considering he'd gained a lot of height during the year, Yuugi could see almost all his friends. The only ones he missed---as far as he could tell---were a pair of snowy-haired boys. "Umm...only Ryou and Bakura, Yami."
"Thought so." Yami muttered, settling himself rather dangerously at the edge of the boat. "Why did you ever invite the tomb robber, aibou? He's nothing but trouble---always this, always that---"
"He's Ryou's yami." Yuugi explained with a sigh. "Anyway, if you don't make eye contact, I'm sure you wouldn't end up killing each other."
Yami snorted. "Dream on, hikari." He gestured toward another part of the yacht where a certain tanned Egyptian with spiky hair was balancing a spoon on his nose. "And you invited Malik's yami! How dangerous can this trip get?---wait, don't tell me.---A LOT."
Yuugi frowned at the Pharaoh. He was about to speak again, when Malik swerved casually beside them and leaned back against a railing. His hair had gotten longer since they last saw him, and his slender body was now firmer and--- well---unaturally exposed. He wore a black skin-tight backless tanktop that gave a perfect effect on his well-toned muscles. Tight white leather shorts--- that were too short--- framed his perfect ass beautifully. Anybody else who wore it would have looked like a slut---but since it's Malik---he was sexy.
"Wear some clothes, would you?" Yami barked, looking him up and down.
Malik stuck his tongue out, running his brown hand over his exposed navel gloatingly. "I'm sexy, pharaoh. You're jealous, live with it."
Yuugi laughed. He glanced at his yami, who was rather red in the face. "What's eating you, yami? You usually aren't this grouchy."
"Maybe Anzu raped him." Malik suggested with a smirk.
Yami gave a low growl. "Haha. Very funny. Now quit it and get out of my face."
"No, wait!" Yami Marik suddenly appeared out of nowhere, having heard of Yami's 'anger'. He loved teasing the pharaoh. "Maybe KAIBA raped him."
Malik and his Yami laughed loudly, while Yuugi was trying unsuccessfully not to join them.
"Quit it, you two bumbling idiots!" Yami grumbled, glaring at the Ishtars. "Or I'm sending you to the Shadow Realm!"
There was a choke, then even before a second passed, there was complete silence.
Yami grinned. "That's better."
Yuugi glanced at his watch. "I wonder what's taking Ryou so long? He's usually prompt at everything."
"We should just leave and not wait for them." Yami said thoughtfully. "We're paying this yacht by the minute, you know."
Malik nodded. "Yeah, we've been waiting for---hours---."
"Anyway." Yami Marik added. "Not having that stupid tomb robber around would be good too."
Yuugi rolled his eyes. "I know you guys don't like Bakura that much because he's loud, obnoxious, and evil---not that you aren't---but well, what about Ryou? I can't just LEAVE him. He's my friend."
"No offense." Malik muttered, checking on his nails. "But that boy is just a bit too---sissy---."
"Yeah." Yami Marik nodded. He smirked at Yuugi. "Like you."
"Hey!" Yami snapped, smacking Yami Marik upside the head. "No one insults my hikari, you hear? Take that back or it's the Shadow Realm for you---anyway, Yuugi isn't a girly-boy."
"And neither is Ryou." Yuugi said, defending his friend. "I swear you three are going to eat your words once you see him again. I mean, it's been two years since we last saw him ---and he sent me his picture and---" Yuugi trailed off...a blush appearing on his cheeks.
Malik narrowed his eyes, smiling wickedly. "Someone's got a crush..."
"I should have known." Yami groaned. "So it was Ryou's picture that you were putting under your pillow every night! I've always wondered why you wouldn't show it to me."
"Pathetic." Yami Marik commented without interest. "I should've brought my new set of knives to show Bakura."
"Well, I still think Ryou's sissy and we should leave them." Malik concluded, poking Yuugi. "Come on, your guests are getting restless."
"Just wait a moment!" Yuugi glared, slapping Malik's hand away. "Stop poking! I'm going to-----oh wait! There they are!"
Yuugi waved at the two white-haired figures making their way up the yacht. It was too far to actually recognize if it was them, but Yuugi thought he saw the glint of a knife being waved in the air.
Bakura came up first, wearing a dark pink Hawaiian t-shirt and a pair of faded blue shorts. He had a pair of glassess settled on his nose---and to be honest---he looked like a very sexy scholar. "PHARAOH!!!" He greeted, waving his knife dangerously in front of Yami's face.
"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, PSYCHO!?!" Yami screamed, taking the knife and throwing it in the sea. When the sharp object was out of Bakura's reach, he calmed down and smiled. "Those glassess suit you, by the way, tomb robber. You ACTUALLY LOOK SMART!"
Bakura raised his eyebrow, adjusting his glassess in place. "My baka little girly aibou made me wear them. He said I couldn't see properly. What a joke. I CAN see your hair still looks funny, pharaoh."
Yami clenched his fist. "And I can see me sending you to the Shadow Realm."
"And I can see me enjoying it!!!" Bakura smirked. He turned to Malik. "Wear some clothes, would you?"
Malik twitched. "I'M SEXY, BAKURA. YOU'RE JEALOUS,LIVE WITH IT."
Bakura gave everybody a questioning look. "What have you been telling him?"
"Well, he IS sexy. " Yuugi,Yami, and Yami Marik said in unison. "JEALOUS? LIVE WITH IT."
Malik smirked triumphantly.
Bakura muttered something incoherent under his breath before he turned to Yami Marik. "Where's the new set of knives you were telling me?"
"The cat ate them." Yami Marik replied, without batting an eyelash.
"Where's the DEAD cat, then?"
"I fed it to Malik."
"Oh."
Yuugi looked at Malik. "You ate a dead cat?"
"Yeah, naive little one." Malik said sarcastically. "Tasted wonderful."
Yuugi shook his head to rid himself of his thought of the poor feline, then looked at Bakura, blushing again. "Where's ----umm--R-Ryou---?"
Bakura glared at him. "You have a crush on my hikari or something?"
"N--n---o..." Yuugi denied, turning 5000 shades of red. "Just asking."
Bakura stared at him suspiciously. "Well, he---"
"Yuugi!" Ryou's voice floated in the air, as he stepped into the yacht, in full view of everyone on the boat. There was a light gasp and gawking eyes as he did so, and Yami, Malik, and Yami Marik were oh-so-happy they hadn't left without Ryou as they originally suggested.
"Ra..." Yami found a lump in his throat. "Ryou, is that you?"
"You look great." Yuugi beamed, still red as ever.
Ryou smiled like the golden sunshine as he moved to where his friends were. His cloud-colored hair was tied up in a ponytail, with only wisps framing his beautiful face. His chocolate-brown eyes shone with brilliance, and his lips were red and supple. He retained his perfectly snow-white skin clear as ever. His lithe body moved gracefully, though he could still get rather clumsy, and he walked like a queen. A light green tanktop exposed his soft kissable limbs and a pair of light blue cotton shorts revealed long shapely legs and a fuckable ass that rivaled Malik's.
"Hi, Yuugi." Ryou laughed. "You've gotten taller. Just a little more and you'd have surpassed me. I guess I'd have to watch out, huh?"
Yuugi felt like melting into a puddle of goo. "You---um---l-look----um----beaut---umm---"
Yami clamped a hand over his aibou's mouth. "What he's trying to say is you look beautiful."
Yuugi blushed, Yami blushed, Ryou blushed. Bakura felt like throwing up.
"Thanks---I guess." Ryou said. He turned to Malik, whose eyes were nearly dropping out of their sockets. "Hi."
Malik swallowed, searching for a compliment to say. All words that entered his head were far too perverted. He opened his mouth to say something---then closed it again. He did this for a few more times before Ryou finally reached his hand out to close his mouth. Malik nearly screamed with joy.
"It's okay." Ryou said assuringly, moving his hand away. "Say what you want. I won't get offended."
"You sure?" Malik asked, feeling his pants tighten.
Ryou nodded.
Bakura was skeptical. "You better say something decent, or I'll skin you."
"Decent, right." Malik breathed deeply. "Ryou, you look so damn fuckable. You arouse every single cell in my body and I WANT TO FUCK YOU!!! Let's FUCK!!! PLEASE???"
Ryou gasped. Bakura whacked Malik on the head. "You idiot! Don't talk like that in front of my hikari!?!"
"Owww---"Malik complained, rubbing his head. His eyes were still on Ryou. "So how about the fuck?"
Ryou blushed. "Oh---I don't know---let's set a date next time, shall we?"
"OH HELL YES!!!" Malik screamed, sticking his tongue out at Yami, who was looking VERY jealous.
Yami Marik grabbed Ryou's arm. "In that case, can I set a fuck date too?"
Ryou's eyes widened. "What?"
Bakura slapped Yami Marik's hand away from Ryou. "NO TOUCHING OF MY HIKARI!!! AND HE ISN'T SETTING A FUCK DATE WITH ANY OF YOU, GOT IT!?!"
"Oh Bakura." Yuugi pouted. "You're so selfish."
"WHAT???"
"Yeah, tomb robber." Yami frowned. "Ryou, are you a virgin?"
"OF COURSE HE IS!!!" Bakura growled.
Ryou smiled sheepishly. "Actually, that's why Bakura's being overprotective of me. He wants to be my first too."
Yami,Yuugi, Malik, Yami Marik: 0_0 OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH
"I DO NOT!" Bakura protested in vain. "ARRGH!!! Dammit. Come on, aibou. Let's get away from these---ANIMALS!!!"
Yami smirked. "Look who's talking."
"Bye guys!" Ryou waved, being pulled away by his yami. "By the way, Malik?"
Malik looked up.
"You look sexy."
The Egyptian nearly fainted with happiness. That is, until he fully realized what Ryou said, and he started shrieking on top of his lungs: "SEE BAKURA!?! I TOLD YOU I'M SEXY!!!"
"Alright, we get the point!" Yami grumbled, still very jealous. "You know, if we want Ryou, we have to work together!"
Malik stopped screaming and Yami Marik looked interested. "What do you mean by that?"
Yuugi rolled his eyes and walked away. "Whatever you're planning, I want no part in it."
"Well, you see." Yami began, not minding at all that Yuugi had left. "Ryou's pretty naive about sex and all that crap and it'll be easier to lure him---"
"---without Bakura, the abominable fly." Yami Marik finished briskly.
"Right." Yami smirked. "So we---"
"---wait until Ryou's alone---" Malik grinned. "And rape him."
"NO, idiot." Yami glared. "He'll hate us. We'll just wait for the right moment and---"
"---molest him?" Malik tried again.
"Close." Yami nodded thoughtfully.
Yami Marik laughed wickedly. "And why should we listen to you?"
Yami glared at him. "Because I'm Pharaoh and I'd send you to the Shadow Realm if you don't listen."
"That's the third time he's used that threat. " Malik whispered to his yami.
"It works." Yami Marik replied, his head swarming with dirty thoughts about a certain pretty angel. "So much for 'sissy'."
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a/n: REVIEW, k?
Second chap:
* Will contain Ryou molestations. FUNNY Ryou molestations. Don't worry---there won't be a single angst in this fic!---not that I remember---
R
hollyberry
summary: Ryou is growing up into a very lovely young man. The Yuugi-tachi goes on a vacation and Malik, Yami, and Y.Marik are thinking up ways to get Ryou laid---that is, if they can survive Y.Bakura's constant foiling of their plans---
pairings: you guys would have to vote on who Ryou will pick! Here are the choices:
a)Yami Yuugi
b)Malik
c)Yami Marik
d)Yami Bakura
e) a,b, and c
Chapter 1: The Rivalry Begins
"Who else are we waiting for?"
Yuugi checked the people around him, counting in his head. The yacht Solomon Motou rented for the gang's cruise trip to Kukulu island was humongous. And from where he was standing, considering he'd gained a lot of height during the year, Yuugi could see almost all his friends. The only ones he missed---as far as he could tell---were a pair of snowy-haired boys. "Umm...only Ryou and Bakura, Yami."
"Thought so." Yami muttered, settling himself rather dangerously at the edge of the boat. "Why did you ever invite the tomb robber, aibou? He's nothing but trouble---always this, always that---"
"He's Ryou's yami." Yuugi explained with a sigh. "Anyway, if you don't make eye contact, I'm sure you wouldn't end up killing each other."
Yami snorted. "Dream on, hikari." He gestured toward another part of the yacht where a certain tanned Egyptian with spiky hair was balancing a spoon on his nose. "And you invited Malik's yami! How dangerous can this trip get?---wait, don't tell me.---A LOT."
Yuugi frowned at the Pharaoh. He was about to speak again, when Malik swerved casually beside them and leaned back against a railing. His hair had gotten longer since they last saw him, and his slender body was now firmer and--- well---unaturally exposed. He wore a black skin-tight backless tanktop that gave a perfect effect on his well-toned muscles. Tight white leather shorts--- that were too short--- framed his perfect ass beautifully. Anybody else who wore it would have looked like a slut---but since it's Malik---he was sexy.
"Wear some clothes, would you?" Yami barked, looking him up and down.
Malik stuck his tongue out, running his brown hand over his exposed navel gloatingly. "I'm sexy, pharaoh. You're jealous, live with it."
Yuugi laughed. He glanced at his yami, who was rather red in the face. "What's eating you, yami? You usually aren't this grouchy."
"Maybe Anzu raped him." Malik suggested with a smirk.
Yami gave a low growl. "Haha. Very funny. Now quit it and get out of my face."
"No, wait!" Yami Marik suddenly appeared out of nowhere, having heard of Yami's 'anger'. He loved teasing the pharaoh. "Maybe KAIBA raped him."
Malik and his Yami laughed loudly, while Yuugi was trying unsuccessfully not to join them.
"Quit it, you two bumbling idiots!" Yami grumbled, glaring at the Ishtars. "Or I'm sending you to the Shadow Realm!"
There was a choke, then even before a second passed, there was complete silence.
Yami grinned. "That's better."
Yuugi glanced at his watch. "I wonder what's taking Ryou so long? He's usually prompt at everything."
"We should just leave and not wait for them." Yami said thoughtfully. "We're paying this yacht by the minute, you know."
Malik nodded. "Yeah, we've been waiting for---hours---."
"Anyway." Yami Marik added. "Not having that stupid tomb robber around would be good too."
Yuugi rolled his eyes. "I know you guys don't like Bakura that much because he's loud, obnoxious, and evil---not that you aren't---but well, what about Ryou? I can't just LEAVE him. He's my friend."
"No offense." Malik muttered, checking on his nails. "But that boy is just a bit too---sissy---."
"Yeah." Yami Marik nodded. He smirked at Yuugi. "Like you."
"Hey!" Yami snapped, smacking Yami Marik upside the head. "No one insults my hikari, you hear? Take that back or it's the Shadow Realm for you---anyway, Yuugi isn't a girly-boy."
"And neither is Ryou." Yuugi said, defending his friend. "I swear you three are going to eat your words once you see him again. I mean, it's been two years since we last saw him ---and he sent me his picture and---" Yuugi trailed off...a blush appearing on his cheeks.
Malik narrowed his eyes, smiling wickedly. "Someone's got a crush..."
"I should have known." Yami groaned. "So it was Ryou's picture that you were putting under your pillow every night! I've always wondered why you wouldn't show it to me."
"Pathetic." Yami Marik commented without interest. "I should've brought my new set of knives to show Bakura."
"Well, I still think Ryou's sissy and we should leave them." Malik concluded, poking Yuugi. "Come on, your guests are getting restless."
"Just wait a moment!" Yuugi glared, slapping Malik's hand away. "Stop poking! I'm going to-----oh wait! There they are!"
Yuugi waved at the two white-haired figures making their way up the yacht. It was too far to actually recognize if it was them, but Yuugi thought he saw the glint of a knife being waved in the air.
Bakura came up first, wearing a dark pink Hawaiian t-shirt and a pair of faded blue shorts. He had a pair of glassess settled on his nose---and to be honest---he looked like a very sexy scholar. "PHARAOH!!!" He greeted, waving his knife dangerously in front of Yami's face.
"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, PSYCHO!?!" Yami screamed, taking the knife and throwing it in the sea. When the sharp object was out of Bakura's reach, he calmed down and smiled. "Those glassess suit you, by the way, tomb robber. You ACTUALLY LOOK SMART!"
Bakura raised his eyebrow, adjusting his glassess in place. "My baka little girly aibou made me wear them. He said I couldn't see properly. What a joke. I CAN see your hair still looks funny, pharaoh."
Yami clenched his fist. "And I can see me sending you to the Shadow Realm."
"And I can see me enjoying it!!!" Bakura smirked. He turned to Malik. "Wear some clothes, would you?"
Malik twitched. "I'M SEXY, BAKURA. YOU'RE JEALOUS,LIVE WITH IT."
Bakura gave everybody a questioning look. "What have you been telling him?"
"Well, he IS sexy. " Yuugi,Yami, and Yami Marik said in unison. "JEALOUS? LIVE WITH IT."
Malik smirked triumphantly.
Bakura muttered something incoherent under his breath before he turned to Yami Marik. "Where's the new set of knives you were telling me?"
"The cat ate them." Yami Marik replied, without batting an eyelash.
"Where's the DEAD cat, then?"
"I fed it to Malik."
"Oh."
Yuugi looked at Malik. "You ate a dead cat?"
"Yeah, naive little one." Malik said sarcastically. "Tasted wonderful."
Yuugi shook his head to rid himself of his thought of the poor feline, then looked at Bakura, blushing again. "Where's ----umm--R-Ryou---?"
Bakura glared at him. "You have a crush on my hikari or something?"
"N--n---o..." Yuugi denied, turning 5000 shades of red. "Just asking."
Bakura stared at him suspiciously. "Well, he---"
"Yuugi!" Ryou's voice floated in the air, as he stepped into the yacht, in full view of everyone on the boat. There was a light gasp and gawking eyes as he did so, and Yami, Malik, and Yami Marik were oh-so-happy they hadn't left without Ryou as they originally suggested.
"Ra..." Yami found a lump in his throat. "Ryou, is that you?"
"You look great." Yuugi beamed, still red as ever.
Ryou smiled like the golden sunshine as he moved to where his friends were. His cloud-colored hair was tied up in a ponytail, with only wisps framing his beautiful face. His chocolate-brown eyes shone with brilliance, and his lips were red and supple. He retained his perfectly snow-white skin clear as ever. His lithe body moved gracefully, though he could still get rather clumsy, and he walked like a queen. A light green tanktop exposed his soft kissable limbs and a pair of light blue cotton shorts revealed long shapely legs and a fuckable ass that rivaled Malik's.
"Hi, Yuugi." Ryou laughed. "You've gotten taller. Just a little more and you'd have surpassed me. I guess I'd have to watch out, huh?"
Yuugi felt like melting into a puddle of goo. "You---um---l-look----um----beaut---umm---"
Yami clamped a hand over his aibou's mouth. "What he's trying to say is you look beautiful."
Yuugi blushed, Yami blushed, Ryou blushed. Bakura felt like throwing up.
"Thanks---I guess." Ryou said. He turned to Malik, whose eyes were nearly dropping out of their sockets. "Hi."
Malik swallowed, searching for a compliment to say. All words that entered his head were far too perverted. He opened his mouth to say something---then closed it again. He did this for a few more times before Ryou finally reached his hand out to close his mouth. Malik nearly screamed with joy.
"It's okay." Ryou said assuringly, moving his hand away. "Say what you want. I won't get offended."
"You sure?" Malik asked, feeling his pants tighten.
Ryou nodded.
Bakura was skeptical. "You better say something decent, or I'll skin you."
"Decent, right." Malik breathed deeply. "Ryou, you look so damn fuckable. You arouse every single cell in my body and I WANT TO FUCK YOU!!! Let's FUCK!!! PLEASE???"
Ryou gasped. Bakura whacked Malik on the head. "You idiot! Don't talk like that in front of my hikari!?!"
"Owww---"Malik complained, rubbing his head. His eyes were still on Ryou. "So how about the fuck?"
Ryou blushed. "Oh---I don't know---let's set a date next time, shall we?"
"OH HELL YES!!!" Malik screamed, sticking his tongue out at Yami, who was looking VERY jealous.
Yami Marik grabbed Ryou's arm. "In that case, can I set a fuck date too?"
Ryou's eyes widened. "What?"
Bakura slapped Yami Marik's hand away from Ryou. "NO TOUCHING OF MY HIKARI!!! AND HE ISN'T SETTING A FUCK DATE WITH ANY OF YOU, GOT IT!?!"
"Oh Bakura." Yuugi pouted. "You're so selfish."
"WHAT???"
"Yeah, tomb robber." Yami frowned. "Ryou, are you a virgin?"
"OF COURSE HE IS!!!" Bakura growled.
Ryou smiled sheepishly. "Actually, that's why Bakura's being overprotective of me. He wants to be my first too."
Yami,Yuugi, Malik, Yami Marik: 0_0 OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH
"I DO NOT!" Bakura protested in vain. "ARRGH!!! Dammit. Come on, aibou. Let's get away from these---ANIMALS!!!"
Yami smirked. "Look who's talking."
"Bye guys!" Ryou waved, being pulled away by his yami. "By the way, Malik?"
Malik looked up.
"You look sexy."
The Egyptian nearly fainted with happiness. That is, until he fully realized what Ryou said, and he started shrieking on top of his lungs: "SEE BAKURA!?! I TOLD YOU I'M SEXY!!!"
"Alright, we get the point!" Yami grumbled, still very jealous. "You know, if we want Ryou, we have to work together!"
Malik stopped screaming and Yami Marik looked interested. "What do you mean by that?"
Yuugi rolled his eyes and walked away. "Whatever you're planning, I want no part in it."
"Well, you see." Yami began, not minding at all that Yuugi had left. "Ryou's pretty naive about sex and all that crap and it'll be easier to lure him---"
"---without Bakura, the abominable fly." Yami Marik finished briskly.
"Right." Yami smirked. "So we---"
"---wait until Ryou's alone---" Malik grinned. "And rape him."
"NO, idiot." Yami glared. "He'll hate us. We'll just wait for the right moment and---"
"---molest him?" Malik tried again.
"Close." Yami nodded thoughtfully.
Yami Marik laughed wickedly. "And why should we listen to you?"
Yami glared at him. "Because I'm Pharaoh and I'd send you to the Shadow Realm if you don't listen."
"That's the third time he's used that threat. " Malik whispered to his yami.
"It works." Yami Marik replied, his head swarming with dirty thoughts about a certain pretty angel. "So much for 'sissy'."
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a/n: REVIEW, k?
Second chap:
* Will contain Ryou molestations. FUNNY Ryou molestations. Don't worry---there won't be a single angst in this fic!---not that I remember---
