Valentine Blues: By: Lady Suki

A/N: Hey! This chapter is dedicated to LovelySchoolGurlShinduo! I love you Oni!! R and R please. CONSTRUCTIVE criticism will be appreciated. Character POV changes in this chapter. It's now Ishezu. Flashbacks are in this chapter! Enjoy!

Valentine Blues: By: Lady Suki

Chapter 2:
"I do not primp!" Malik whined from the front seat.
Marik has just accused Malik of primping. I mean, we all know he primps! Everyone knows it! However, we never confront him about it! We know that if we do, he'll do this. He starts to whine every time it's brought up.
"You do to!" Marik shot back.
I shook my head, and decided to step in before they managed to get into a full blown argument about it. I mean, for a yami/ hakari relationship, they acted a lot like either an old married couple or brothers.
"Boys. Let's not argue! We're on our way to a party here! And we still have to pick up *Jonochi and **Honda." I said, forgetting to not mention Jonochi.
Once I realized I had let his name slip, I clamped a hand over my mouth. At the sound of the older boys name, Marik had fallen silent. He had had a bad run in with Jonochi the year before.

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Jonochi grabbed Marik by the hand, and pulled him into a room at the back of the house.
"What are we doing, ****Jono?" the hakari giggled.
He was obviously drunk. So was Jonochi.
The older boy moved forward, and kissed Marik. As he did so, he pinned the smaller boy's hands over his head. He began to grind his hips into Marik's.
Marik broke the kiss, and pulled away from Jonochi.
"Stop it! Get off of me! MALIK!!" he called for his yami.
Jonochi just grinned maliciously at Marik.
"Your yami can't hear you. No one can. And now you're all mine." He said slowly.
He leaned in, and kissed Marik again, this time grinding his hips even harder.
Marik could feel the older boys erection against his body. He stood motionless in shock as he felt himself growing longer and harder. He felt disgusted with himself because he was reacting to Jonochi's body. He felt helpless because he couldn't push the older boy away. And he felt mad because the older boy was going to rape him, and his yami couldn't even hear him calling for help.
Jonochi moved his hands so that only one was holding Marik's hands above his head. He slipped on hand down into Marik's pants, and grabbed a hold of Marik's penis. He began to massage him gently. To his pleasure, he found that Marik was responding to him nicely.
Then he pulled his hand from the hakari's pants. He took one of Marik's hands in his own, and slipped both hands down his own pants. He cupped the small boy's hand over his own penis, and squeezed hard. He moaned as Marik picked up on the rhythm.
That's when the door flew open. Jonochi turned, and caught a quick glimpse of Malik before he fell to the ground, unconscious.

I hadn't even heard him cry out. I'm his sister, and I didn't hear him. I didn't even know about what had happened until I overheard Jonochi apologizing over the phone a few weeks later.
"MAL! Slow down! You're gonna miss the turn off for Honda's house!" Marik yelled suddenly.
We all held on tight as Malik sped across the highway, and made the turn just in time. We began to roll though beautiful countryside.
"Country!" Marik yelled from the front seat.
"Heavy metal!" Malik yelled in reply.
Oh, boy. I sighed to myself. This was going to be a long hour. I couldn't wait until we got to Honda and Jonochi's house. I wanted to see how Honda was doing. After all, I hadn't seen him in a year or so.

*-Jonochi= Joey Wheeler **-Honda= Tristin ***-~~~= Flashbacks ****Jono= Jonochi= Joey

~TBC~

A/N: Hoped you enjoyed this segment of the fic! I'll post the next chapter as soon as I have it done!

~*~SUKI~*~