Sunday Morning

Chapter 1 - Must Get Out

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I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, or the songs Sunday Morning or Must Get Out by Maroon 5 (I can't resist naming fics after songs.) I don't own

WARNING YAOI

"I'll have another beer," Bakura said half-heartedly to the scantily dressed woman behind the counter in the bar he and Ryou were in. Her response was a strange yet seductive look.

"Yes I know that's been my fifth!" he yelled. She squeeked and ran to get the drink, her short denim shorts falling dangerously below her waist.

Ryou studied the face of his yami, "What's wrong?"

"I have no fucking idea. It's like I can't feel anymore. Why does that little slut not turn me on?"

"I dunno. Maybe you're gay," Ryou suggested, not really meaning it seriously. Bakura, however, took it to heart.

"That's it! I'm gay!" he exclaimed. "So . . . What did you do when you first came out of the closet?"

"Fucked Malik, I guess. Now I can't remember which kind of --"

"OK, way too much information for me," Bakura said quickly downing nearly half the bottle of alcohol he had just gotten. "I'm gonna go look for some gay lovin'!"

Ryou smiled and wished his drunken yami good luck.

Bakura, looking for any gay he could find, could barely make out the difference between the smoke in the bar and the fogginess in his mind. The only thing penetrating the cloudy aura of the room were the two piercing green eyes of a raven haired boy.

He walked closer to the boy and noticed he was sitting at a table alone. Bakura took the liberty of sitting across from him.

"Otogi Ryuuji," he introduced himself, his voice like liquid chocolate. "And you are?"

"Bakura. Just call me Bakura."

"Secretive. I like that in a guy. Especially one as sexy as you. I'm sure you haven't, but you should check yourself out sometime."

Bakura gave Otogi a smile of relief that they were of the same sexuality.

Otogi's emerald eyes glittered, "I hope I'm not being to assertive, but . . ."

He leaned closer to Bakura, enveloping him in his arms and pressing his mouth against his in a passionate kiss.

The kiss ended after a minute in which it seemed the earth had stopped spinning in order for their moment to be more prominent.

"Have you ever been kissed by a guy before?" the experienced Otogi asked Bakura, who had just noticed just how tight the boy's leather pants were and how hard he was fighting the urge to rip them off.

Things started to go blakc, however, and Bakura was being to regret the last two bottles of beer he'd had.

"Why the hell would that matter?" he said before collapsing into Otogi's arms.

Gomen nasai!!! That was short. I have an english test tomorrow though and I should really study. Wish me luck and I'll definately update soon.