Gomen!!!!!! I'm so sorry for not updating, part of it was due to midterms,
which I did horribly in, being very sick, and me being just plain lazy...-_-
;; sorry about that again. Anyways, I must now write like there is no
tomorrow for all you people!!!! Uh...*goes back to read the last chapter
because I have been a lazy bum who forgot her own story plot.* Sorry about
that. Anyways, I must thank all the patient reviewers!
Lone Wolf55: Thanks!
BakaNeko-chan: Thank you! As you can see by the screwy format, I didn't retype it, but I'll keep it in mind, thanks!
Link-Ryou-Marth-Lover: Thanks!
DreamingChild: Thanks, I know, after all he is a seer! ^_^
VampssAmby10210: Thanks, sorry about the late update1
Nadako-Mika: *blush* Thank you, I'm glad you really liked it. I hoped it wasn't too bad because it got rushed and then it got all messed up, so thanks!
Ryuujitsu: Thank you for the soup! Made me all better! ^_^, as for your fic, take your time! You hear that everyone?! Her computer died and her fic's files were in it! Be patient people, the work of Ryuujitsu will be up soon! *cheers* can't wait until it is, I'll look for it! Heh, I couldn't resist making Ryou kiss Bakura, I mean come on, it was one of those can't miss spots for mushy kisses!!!! *ahem* and I like your prayer to Ma'at better then mine, very ancient like. ^_^. Thanks for telling me about the floweriness, hard to resist for me, but I'll try to fix it, I really like it when reviewers leave behind constructive stuff for me to build off of, thanks!
Queen of the Storms: I know what you mean, stupid teachers and school!!! Curse you! Die! Anyways, thanks, and take your time on reviewing!
Finally the next part of the story will continue on! Yes, this story will live on! *cough, cough* don't mind me, I had some ice cream ^_^. Anyways, I'll try to update more frequently now, but once more it will be very hard to do, first midterms, now SAT's. *sigh* life of the damned I tell you. On with the fic!
Warning: Yaoi between Ryou and Bakura, maybe fluffiness, and mischievous Malik. ***************************************************************** ***************************************** Warmth. Warmth and comfort wrapped themselves around his body in a thick embrace, letting the cool predawn wind drift to his nose. Soft skin caressed his bare chest and milky fingers were twined within his own. Silvery tresses glowed within the darkness of his room, illuminating the chamber with an ethereal glow. Beauty beyond beauty encased the two figures as they lay twined within each other and the soft breathes of slumber could be heard.
Garnet eyes opened in the predawn of day as his sharp features relaxed. His sinewy arms tightened its hold on the lithe figure next to him, letting his fingers travel down the delicate curve of the other's face, barely touching the silken skin as if afraid that one touch would shatter the milky skin. The seemingly frail body curled up in childish instinct as he rested his warm sleep weighted cheek against the bronzed chest. Arms tucked to his chest as the soft limbed legs were brought up close to his chin. The fine silver brows knit together before relaxing into dreamless sleep.
He just lay there, watching, studying, memorizing each curve of the other's face, each feathery tress, each frail feature. Slowly once more he let his calloused fingers trace the smooth unmarred cheek before he let his hands curl around the silken tresses. He let his lips ghost over the other's before letting a small smile grace his lips for a moment before disappearing into the hardened mask of a thief. The all too tender moment was shattered when an all too familiar voice echoed through the hallways, ringing like bells to create a cacophony of sound.
"Oh Bakura!!"
The sun bleached head of a certain Egyptian made its way to his room, a small grin adorning his lips as he white of his teeth flashed against the dark skin. In an utterly unconvincing patronizing tone he let his grin broaden.
"Why, I'm sorry Bakura, am I interrupting a private moment? Perhaps it would be better if I left hmmmm? Or should I alert the house hold that the emotionless thief has finally let his ice heart be melted by a certain seer?"
A low growl was emitted from the depth of the thief's throat as a quiet cackle erupted from the psychotic blonde. A soft noise made both boys look down to see the soft body of Ryou stretching in his sleep as he rearranged his limbs to drab around the tomb robber's body. The pair's bickering was on hold for a minute before snapping back into place as Malik let out a well timed snicker and a faint blush of pink swept across the bronzed features of Bakura barely noticeable. Barely the key word there.
"Awww...is the mighty Bakura blushing now?"
"Anubis condemns you to Ammit Malik; shut your mouth if you want to keep that pretty little head of yours on your neck!"
He hissed in a venomous tone. A saucy grin darted across the bronzed features once more.
"Why thank you, my head is pretty isn't it?"
While Bakura prayed to every god he knew to kill Malik on the spot, who obviously wasn't listening, said victim of the prayers just skipped away positively cackling in the hallways.
"Always knew he was off his rocker, that little minion of Set!"
The mutterings dropped off as he opted to bury his nose into the soft tangled mane of Ryou instead and watch the relaxed features of the seer as he smiled in his sleep.
"Oh, Isis~!"
The all too cheery voice of dear beloved brother of the said seer waltzed into the room.
"As much as I love you Malik, you know waking me up is both stupid and dangerous to your health."
The not too happy Isis glared up at the amused lavender eyes that blinked in an innocent matter...innocent, right. With a sigh of defeat she just shook her head.
"Get on with it Malik, I'm awake already."
"Guess who our Bakura's all snuggled up with?"
The teasing tone in his voice left no other choice in the matter, not to mention who else lived in their house? It wasn't her or Malik, so there fore it had to be,
"Ryou?"
"How'd you guess?"
"Malik, there's a total of four people in this house. It isn't me or you and Bakura can't snuggle with him self so it has to be Ryou."
A brief moment of silence accompanied this statement before Malik just blinked and shrugged it off.
"Too much damn logic into it..."
Isis let out another yawn as she vainly tried to finger comb her tangled hair, only to leave behind a mass of more tangled hair.
"Is that is?"
"Uh, yeah?"
Muttering about not so innocent brothers she covered another yawn and with a dismal flick of the hand she dismissed her brother.
"Go cause some mischief somewhere else, and don't break anything! And don't bother Bakura or Ryou for that matter!"
"Damn..."
With a mock sulk on his face Malik hastily scurried out of the room knowing that staying any longer would cause his sister's not so well kept temper to explode. With an annoyed sigh to her brother she splashed cool water to her face and let a small smile grace her lips.
"I knew it."
Large orbs slowly fluttered open only to close once more. Hazy outlines of his present setting caused him to blink slowly again, sleep still clouding the jade orbs. With a contented smile he draped his arms around the still figure next to him. Letting a small sigh leak through his lips he just laid there, listening to the steady heart beat of the tomb robber next to him. When finally sleep had lifted from his limbs and the sea green eyes were wide open, he looked up to see sharp garnet eyes watching him, sharp features kept in face. He smiled softly and gently pecked the tanned cheek before untangling his body from the others.
"Where are you going?"
The soft whisper of the tomb robber's voice made him turn his silvery mussed head to smile briefly before going to the bowl and pitcher that resided in the corner of his room. The tomb robber didn't rise from his place in bed as his garnet eyes followed the seer. Instead he turned to his back, letting the gauzy sheets rest on his bare back where the short silvery locks barely tickled his skin. With another soft smile Ryou returned with the bowl of water resting in his palms and a cloth floating in the clear liquid. Gently he dipped the cloth in and let it glide over the chiseled features of Bakura, refreshing the face that was still sticky with tears and grimy from his long confinement in his room. Once done he set the bowl down and quickly washed his own face before he got up, only to be pulled down by the calloused hand that held his arm in a firm yet gently hold.
"Come here."
The soft whisper of the tomb robber didn't hold any menace, only a soft gentle tone that Ryou didn't now he possessed. Obediently he crawled closer to the figure that had now sat up, filmy sheets gathering at his waist and bronzed skin exposed. The calloused finger gently skimmed his cheeks, his forehead, his lips; gently as if afraid that he'd break. His eyes traced the soft face before gently pulling his lips to Ryou's. The boy's soft scent circled his head and possessed him to gently nip at the lips before entering his tongue into the hot cavern of his mouth. He could feel the thin arms twining around his neck, pressing him close, letting the soft silky locks to brush against his cheeks. He could feel the smaller lither body leaning against him, the warmth radiating to his own body. After pulling away for a second to catch more air into his lungs he watched the sweet blushed face with which the large orbs were closed. The full lips had turned an appealing crimson red and he quickly captured the lips with his once more. Slowly he leaned forward, pushing the body to the pile of silken cushions and gently caressed the soft cheek. Breaking apart the kiss he leaned his forehead against the others, almost smiling. The large sea green orbs held his own before the soft milky hand touched the bronzed skin of his own back and gently traced the many scars that lined the thief's back, memorizing each lash that crossed the skin. The soft feathery touches made him shiver slightly and gently pulled the other into another kiss. Time seemed to stop for the moment as their worlds revolved around only each other.
Suddenly somebody hammered their fist against his door, making both break apart in sudden surprise. The all too familiar head of the blonde popped in with a smile pasted across his bronzed features.
"Breakfast is ready!"
He immediately pulled his head back as a dagger came flying to his head, embedding itself with a 'thunk!' onto the wood. With a sigh of annoyance Bakura let his body fall next to the youth, running a hand through his short silvery locks. Ryou lay still for a moment before he turned and gently placed a peck on the lips he had just kissed with hungry passion a minute ago. With a small smile he arose and gently pulled Bakura to his feet. As both made their way down the hall, he felt the small fingers of Ryou intertwine with his own and he gripped them in a gentle embrace. As they entered the dimly lit room Bakura spotted the tanned Egyptian he so sorely wanted to kill smiling in the same saucy manner as before. As both sat on the silken cushions Bakura made a mental note to himself.
'After killing Malik, lock the doors.' ***************************************************************** ******************************************* I'm sorry it wasn't the best chapter, but I hope you enjoyed it. In hopes of rewarding you for your patience I hope I gave you a nice long make out session that was cut short by Malik. Heh, Bakura wasn't too happy. Anyways, winter track ends soon so I might have more time to update! ^_^ that's until spring track comes around that is. But please read and review as always and I hope to update soon! Thank you for being so patient and ja until then! ^_^
Lone Wolf55: Thanks!
BakaNeko-chan: Thank you! As you can see by the screwy format, I didn't retype it, but I'll keep it in mind, thanks!
Link-Ryou-Marth-Lover: Thanks!
DreamingChild: Thanks, I know, after all he is a seer! ^_^
VampssAmby10210: Thanks, sorry about the late update1
Nadako-Mika: *blush* Thank you, I'm glad you really liked it. I hoped it wasn't too bad because it got rushed and then it got all messed up, so thanks!
Ryuujitsu: Thank you for the soup! Made me all better! ^_^, as for your fic, take your time! You hear that everyone?! Her computer died and her fic's files were in it! Be patient people, the work of Ryuujitsu will be up soon! *cheers* can't wait until it is, I'll look for it! Heh, I couldn't resist making Ryou kiss Bakura, I mean come on, it was one of those can't miss spots for mushy kisses!!!! *ahem* and I like your prayer to Ma'at better then mine, very ancient like. ^_^. Thanks for telling me about the floweriness, hard to resist for me, but I'll try to fix it, I really like it when reviewers leave behind constructive stuff for me to build off of, thanks!
Queen of the Storms: I know what you mean, stupid teachers and school!!! Curse you! Die! Anyways, thanks, and take your time on reviewing!
Finally the next part of the story will continue on! Yes, this story will live on! *cough, cough* don't mind me, I had some ice cream ^_^. Anyways, I'll try to update more frequently now, but once more it will be very hard to do, first midterms, now SAT's. *sigh* life of the damned I tell you. On with the fic!
Warning: Yaoi between Ryou and Bakura, maybe fluffiness, and mischievous Malik. ***************************************************************** ***************************************** Warmth. Warmth and comfort wrapped themselves around his body in a thick embrace, letting the cool predawn wind drift to his nose. Soft skin caressed his bare chest and milky fingers were twined within his own. Silvery tresses glowed within the darkness of his room, illuminating the chamber with an ethereal glow. Beauty beyond beauty encased the two figures as they lay twined within each other and the soft breathes of slumber could be heard.
Garnet eyes opened in the predawn of day as his sharp features relaxed. His sinewy arms tightened its hold on the lithe figure next to him, letting his fingers travel down the delicate curve of the other's face, barely touching the silken skin as if afraid that one touch would shatter the milky skin. The seemingly frail body curled up in childish instinct as he rested his warm sleep weighted cheek against the bronzed chest. Arms tucked to his chest as the soft limbed legs were brought up close to his chin. The fine silver brows knit together before relaxing into dreamless sleep.
He just lay there, watching, studying, memorizing each curve of the other's face, each feathery tress, each frail feature. Slowly once more he let his calloused fingers trace the smooth unmarred cheek before he let his hands curl around the silken tresses. He let his lips ghost over the other's before letting a small smile grace his lips for a moment before disappearing into the hardened mask of a thief. The all too tender moment was shattered when an all too familiar voice echoed through the hallways, ringing like bells to create a cacophony of sound.
"Oh Bakura!!"
The sun bleached head of a certain Egyptian made its way to his room, a small grin adorning his lips as he white of his teeth flashed against the dark skin. In an utterly unconvincing patronizing tone he let his grin broaden.
"Why, I'm sorry Bakura, am I interrupting a private moment? Perhaps it would be better if I left hmmmm? Or should I alert the house hold that the emotionless thief has finally let his ice heart be melted by a certain seer?"
A low growl was emitted from the depth of the thief's throat as a quiet cackle erupted from the psychotic blonde. A soft noise made both boys look down to see the soft body of Ryou stretching in his sleep as he rearranged his limbs to drab around the tomb robber's body. The pair's bickering was on hold for a minute before snapping back into place as Malik let out a well timed snicker and a faint blush of pink swept across the bronzed features of Bakura barely noticeable. Barely the key word there.
"Awww...is the mighty Bakura blushing now?"
"Anubis condemns you to Ammit Malik; shut your mouth if you want to keep that pretty little head of yours on your neck!"
He hissed in a venomous tone. A saucy grin darted across the bronzed features once more.
"Why thank you, my head is pretty isn't it?"
While Bakura prayed to every god he knew to kill Malik on the spot, who obviously wasn't listening, said victim of the prayers just skipped away positively cackling in the hallways.
"Always knew he was off his rocker, that little minion of Set!"
The mutterings dropped off as he opted to bury his nose into the soft tangled mane of Ryou instead and watch the relaxed features of the seer as he smiled in his sleep.
"Oh, Isis~!"
The all too cheery voice of dear beloved brother of the said seer waltzed into the room.
"As much as I love you Malik, you know waking me up is both stupid and dangerous to your health."
The not too happy Isis glared up at the amused lavender eyes that blinked in an innocent matter...innocent, right. With a sigh of defeat she just shook her head.
"Get on with it Malik, I'm awake already."
"Guess who our Bakura's all snuggled up with?"
The teasing tone in his voice left no other choice in the matter, not to mention who else lived in their house? It wasn't her or Malik, so there fore it had to be,
"Ryou?"
"How'd you guess?"
"Malik, there's a total of four people in this house. It isn't me or you and Bakura can't snuggle with him self so it has to be Ryou."
A brief moment of silence accompanied this statement before Malik just blinked and shrugged it off.
"Too much damn logic into it..."
Isis let out another yawn as she vainly tried to finger comb her tangled hair, only to leave behind a mass of more tangled hair.
"Is that is?"
"Uh, yeah?"
Muttering about not so innocent brothers she covered another yawn and with a dismal flick of the hand she dismissed her brother.
"Go cause some mischief somewhere else, and don't break anything! And don't bother Bakura or Ryou for that matter!"
"Damn..."
With a mock sulk on his face Malik hastily scurried out of the room knowing that staying any longer would cause his sister's not so well kept temper to explode. With an annoyed sigh to her brother she splashed cool water to her face and let a small smile grace her lips.
"I knew it."
Large orbs slowly fluttered open only to close once more. Hazy outlines of his present setting caused him to blink slowly again, sleep still clouding the jade orbs. With a contented smile he draped his arms around the still figure next to him. Letting a small sigh leak through his lips he just laid there, listening to the steady heart beat of the tomb robber next to him. When finally sleep had lifted from his limbs and the sea green eyes were wide open, he looked up to see sharp garnet eyes watching him, sharp features kept in face. He smiled softly and gently pecked the tanned cheek before untangling his body from the others.
"Where are you going?"
The soft whisper of the tomb robber's voice made him turn his silvery mussed head to smile briefly before going to the bowl and pitcher that resided in the corner of his room. The tomb robber didn't rise from his place in bed as his garnet eyes followed the seer. Instead he turned to his back, letting the gauzy sheets rest on his bare back where the short silvery locks barely tickled his skin. With another soft smile Ryou returned with the bowl of water resting in his palms and a cloth floating in the clear liquid. Gently he dipped the cloth in and let it glide over the chiseled features of Bakura, refreshing the face that was still sticky with tears and grimy from his long confinement in his room. Once done he set the bowl down and quickly washed his own face before he got up, only to be pulled down by the calloused hand that held his arm in a firm yet gently hold.
"Come here."
The soft whisper of the tomb robber didn't hold any menace, only a soft gentle tone that Ryou didn't now he possessed. Obediently he crawled closer to the figure that had now sat up, filmy sheets gathering at his waist and bronzed skin exposed. The calloused finger gently skimmed his cheeks, his forehead, his lips; gently as if afraid that he'd break. His eyes traced the soft face before gently pulling his lips to Ryou's. The boy's soft scent circled his head and possessed him to gently nip at the lips before entering his tongue into the hot cavern of his mouth. He could feel the thin arms twining around his neck, pressing him close, letting the soft silky locks to brush against his cheeks. He could feel the smaller lither body leaning against him, the warmth radiating to his own body. After pulling away for a second to catch more air into his lungs he watched the sweet blushed face with which the large orbs were closed. The full lips had turned an appealing crimson red and he quickly captured the lips with his once more. Slowly he leaned forward, pushing the body to the pile of silken cushions and gently caressed the soft cheek. Breaking apart the kiss he leaned his forehead against the others, almost smiling. The large sea green orbs held his own before the soft milky hand touched the bronzed skin of his own back and gently traced the many scars that lined the thief's back, memorizing each lash that crossed the skin. The soft feathery touches made him shiver slightly and gently pulled the other into another kiss. Time seemed to stop for the moment as their worlds revolved around only each other.
Suddenly somebody hammered their fist against his door, making both break apart in sudden surprise. The all too familiar head of the blonde popped in with a smile pasted across his bronzed features.
"Breakfast is ready!"
He immediately pulled his head back as a dagger came flying to his head, embedding itself with a 'thunk!' onto the wood. With a sigh of annoyance Bakura let his body fall next to the youth, running a hand through his short silvery locks. Ryou lay still for a moment before he turned and gently placed a peck on the lips he had just kissed with hungry passion a minute ago. With a small smile he arose and gently pulled Bakura to his feet. As both made their way down the hall, he felt the small fingers of Ryou intertwine with his own and he gripped them in a gentle embrace. As they entered the dimly lit room Bakura spotted the tanned Egyptian he so sorely wanted to kill smiling in the same saucy manner as before. As both sat on the silken cushions Bakura made a mental note to himself.
'After killing Malik, lock the doors.' ***************************************************************** ******************************************* I'm sorry it wasn't the best chapter, but I hope you enjoyed it. In hopes of rewarding you for your patience I hope I gave you a nice long make out session that was cut short by Malik. Heh, Bakura wasn't too happy. Anyways, winter track ends soon so I might have more time to update! ^_^ that's until spring track comes around that is. But please read and review as always and I hope to update soon! Thank you for being so patient and ja until then! ^_^
