YKG: Epilogues are the hardest.
RKG: You have to tie up all the loose ends.
To Hioga-Chan: Aw, I hoped you would appreciate the dedication! Just kidding. But thanks anyways for the review.
No One Loves
Epilogue Well, Maybe SOMEONE Loves Me
Honda POV
I woke up under Otogi. Really, looks can be deceiving. He was crushing me. I went to push him off of me. Unluckily he doesn't get up before noon if not the school year, so he tightened his grip on me.
"Ryuji? C'mon, let me up. I'm gonna make breakfast." I said.
"But it's our anniversary. Let's sleep in," Ryuji mumbled through his sleepy state.
"Ryuji, it's two p.m.!" I exclaimed.
"All right," he said, releasing me.
"I'm gonna make you a nice breakfast, okay?"
"Okay, but remember dinner's at seven!" he exclaimed, before rolling over and falling back to sleep.
I smiled. His hair was a mess. He was gonna have a conniption fit. He sometimes wore his hair in braids at night to keep his hair from getting messy. But that was okay.
I got out of bed and dressed for the day. I put on my leather pants with the dragon and a silk button-down shirt with the first four undone. I brushed my hiar and went to the HUGE kitchen. Emphasis on Huge if you couldn't tell.
I called Yugi. I wanted to see who was actually coming to the dinner we had planned.
"Moshi, moshi?" said a voice.
"Moshi, moshi. Is this Yugi?" I replied
"Nope. I'm Yami. Yugi's still sleeping; I kept him up late last night."
"Thank you for those mental images. Um, can you have him call me back? I have to talk to him." I said.
"Can you tell me?"
"Uh . . . no. It's about . . . uh . . . Jou."
"Something wrong?"
"NO. But I have to talk to YUGI."
"I'll have him call you b—Oh, wait. He's up." Yami said. There was a shuffling noise, some talk, wet, kissy noises, and then . . . "Hello?"
"Yugi. It's me. Honda."
"What's up with Jou?"
"I made that up. Are you coming to dinner tonight?"
"At the Red Lobster?"
"That's the one."
"Yeah. It's a surprise for Yami. Thanks for keeping it secret."
"No problem. I have to call Jou."
"Okay. Want me to call anyone?"
"I'd prefer to do it myself. No offense or anything."
"Of course. I'm really sore anyway so--"
"Okay. Bye."
I hung up. Those two wouldn't do anything in public but they sure talked. I dialed the Kaiba Mansion next.
"Hello. You have reached the Kaiba residence; Jounouchi Katsuya speaking. How may I help you?" Jou's voice came over the phone.
"Hey, Katsuya. You make a great answering service." I laughed.
"Honda! Yeah! Actually, Seto wrote it down and taped a copy next to each of the phones." He replied.
"He's got you whipped."
"In more ways than one."
"AGH! Is this Tell-Honda-What-Kinda-Stuff-You-Do-In-Bed Day?" I cried.
"What's going on?" asked Otogi, coming downstairs. He had on some shorts but other than that . . .
"If you really wanna know, we had great se—"
"Are you coming to dinner tonight?"
"Wouldn't miss it buddy."
"Thanks. Hey, is Seto awake?" I asked.
"He gets up at five in the morning! And usually wakes me up too! But we have some more fun and I fall back asleep."
"Otogi just fell asleep in the doorway!"
And there he was slumped against the door.
"I've gotta go. Last time, he ended up setting the house on fire."
"That's hilarious!" Jou laughed.
"He cried for weeks over singing his bangs!" I yelled.
"I didn't cry!" Otogi yelled, startled awake.
"See you at seven, Honda." Jou said. Then, he hung up.
"Yes, you did." I teased, leaning towards him for a kiss. He backed away.
"I didn't cry. There was lots of soot from the fire and it got in my eyes."
"My bad. I just assumed you burst into random tears after looking in a mirror." I teased.
"Finish your calls. Hey, do you want some cereal?" he said.
"Yeah." I said, dialing the Bakura residence.
"Hello?" asked a timid British voice.
"Hey, Ryou."
"He's in the shower." Said Bakura.
"Oh. Are you sure?" I asked.
"I was just in there with him." Bakura said. "He and I are doing a poll to see how many people think I'm Ryou. If I win, we're gonna buy some chocolate, whipped cream, and strawberries and--"
"Agh! Stop it! I officially hate you people. Not really but. . . . Well, are you guys coming to the dinner?"
Otogi brought over the cereal and put it on the kitchen counter. He put his arms around my waist and put his chin on my shoulder.
"Hang on."
There was some yelling in the background. While I listened, Otogi began sucking on my neck.
"Would you stop?" I asked.
"When you've finished your calls." Otogi replied.
"Ryou says, 'Yep. Hey Bakura! Stop looking!' Those were his exact words." Bakura replied (I bet he was smirking.)
Bakura POV
I smirked.
Honda POV
"That's great. I have to call Marik. Bye." I hung up quickly.
I dialed the Ishtar house. I got the answering machine. Listen to their classy message.
Malik: Hey. You've reached my house. Unfortunately, I'm either out—
Marik: Doing kinky stuff with me—
Malik: Or we're upstairs—
Marik: Doing kinky stuff together—
Malik: Possibly, we can't reach it—
Marik: Because we're doing—
Malik: Would you stop that?!
Marik: You know you like it.
Malik: We can't reach it or we can't hear the phone—
Marik: Because Malik screams if you—
Malik: Shut up and leave a mess—
Of course, it conveniently cut off there.
"I know you're home Malik!" I screamed.
"Hello?" said a sleepy voice.
"Malik?"
"Honda?"
"Yes?"
"Hello!" Malik chirped, ADHD finally kicking in.
"Uh, hi. Are you coming to dinner?" I asked.
"Yep, yep. Guess what?"
"What?"
"Guess, Honda-kun."
"You got thrown out of Wal-Mart again?"
"That was last week, silly. I stole a camera that's waterproof! I can watch Marik in the shower."
"I have to go! Bye." I said, slamming the phone on the hook.
"What did he say?"
"You don't want to know."
Otogi left it there, choosing instead to devour my lips.
Later at the Convenient Red Lobster
TO BE CONTINUED . . .
RKG: Now, what kind of author would I be to complete the epilogue in one go? Gotta draw it out. Nice and slow kinda like having s—
YKG: You would be a good author. Let's leave it there.
RKG: There's a convenient little button, and someone in the kitchen with Dinah! Someone's in the kitchen, I knoow! Oh, wait that's Otogi and Honda!