Sweetest of all
Chapter 1:
It was about a month after Ryou's eighteenth birthday. Bakura was lying on the couch watching the T.V.
"Why don't they just kill the guy?" Bakura mumbled to himself.
He was watching the Matrix: Reloaded video Ryou taped last week for him. He was getting upset because they hadn't killed anyone yet. "C'mon!"
Ryou walked in, "What are you yelling about?!"
"They won't kill the guy."
"Of course not, he's the good guy."
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"The good guys never die."
"Don't I know it..."
He sat next to him on the couch, "What are you so upset for? Usually, the bad guys die. You're still alive and well."
"Alive, yes. Well..."
Ryou kissed him and sighed, "You're so strange."
Bakura grinned and gently pushed Ryou down on the couch. "Being strange is only one of my talents." He slid his tongue over Ryou's lips and then worked it into his mouth. Ryou gladly let him enter and wrapped his legs around Bakura's waist.
"Bakura..." Ryou moaned as Bakura unbuttoned his shirt and started moving his thumbs around the younger boy's nipples. He moved his mouth further down to Ryou's neck and started sucking very hard on it while working his teeth the same way. Ryou bit his lip and tangled his fingers in Bakura's long hair.
DING-DONG! "Hey Bakura! It's me, open the door!"
Bakura stopped and took a deep breath, "That's Marik. I asked him to come over."
Ryou sighed and smiled, "Okay, I'll be in the kitchen."
Bakura got off the couch and went to the door. "Hey," he said opening the door.
"Hey. So, what was so important that I had to come over right now?"
"I'll tell you in a second. Follow me." He went up the stairs and Marik followed.
They got into Ryou and Bakura's room and he shut the door. Bakura sat down and sighed.
Marik sat down on the bed, "Okay, so what's the big secret?"
"Well..."
"Well?"
"Ryou and I have been boyfriends for a long time... and I was thinking about asking him to marry me."
"No way!"
"Yes way."
"Wow, cool! Did you ask yet?"
"No. I'm starting to think it's a bad idea."
Marik shook his head, "No it isn't. You should ask him. And you know what? It would be fun to plan your wedding."
"But...see, that's where you come in."
"You want me to plan your wedding?"
"No. I don't know a lot about present day marriages... and I need you to teach me."
"Sure. But Malik knows a lot more about thins than I do so we can both help you."
"Okay. Can I ask you something?"
"Yup."
"Well, how come you and Malik aren't married?"
Marik cocked his head to the side, "Us? Gee, I don't know."
"You don't know?"
"I've never thought about. He's never said anything about wanting to marry me."
"You two sure act like a married couple."
"How?"
"You argue about the stupidest things and do everything together."
"You and Ryou do everything together."
"Yeah, but so do Yugi and Yami."
"Didn't Kaiba and Joey brake up?"
"Yeah, but every now and then they get together and... you know."
"Yeah, I know." Marik leaned back on a pillow, "Hey, do you have a ring?"
"A ring? I have a millennium ring."
"I know that! I mean an engagement ring, for Ryou."
"What's that?"
Marik slapped his head. "Okay, don't panic. I'll ask Malik what to do about this..."
Bakura nodded not understanding what Marik was talking about.
"Oh, and until we get everything. Don't talk to Ryou about this, from what I've been told it's supposed to be a surprise."
"Why?"
"I don't know. I always thought it was a stupid rule. Oh well, I'll ask Malik about it tonight."
Bakura nodded again, "I'm kinda nervous..."
"Nothing to be nervous about."
"Really?"
"Of course there is! I'm just trying to make you feel better."
"Thanks..."
In a couple of hours Marik went home and told Malik about Bakura and Ryou.
"Wow... he's really going to tie the knot with Ryou?"
"Well, he's thinking about proposing."
"He should hurry up and do it."
"Why should he hurry?"
"Because." Malik sat on the couch. "You know how Bakura is. If he doesn't do something right away he'll forget."
"Anyway, he needs us to tell him how to go about marrying and proposing."
"Okay, we can start tomorrow. I hope they do get married, you can be flower girl." Malik snickered.
Marik hit him over the head with a cushion from the couch.
"Ouch! That hurt!"
"Your point?"
"Ugh..."
Chapter 1:
It was about a month after Ryou's eighteenth birthday. Bakura was lying on the couch watching the T.V.
"Why don't they just kill the guy?" Bakura mumbled to himself.
He was watching the Matrix: Reloaded video Ryou taped last week for him. He was getting upset because they hadn't killed anyone yet. "C'mon!"
Ryou walked in, "What are you yelling about?!"
"They won't kill the guy."
"Of course not, he's the good guy."
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"The good guys never die."
"Don't I know it..."
He sat next to him on the couch, "What are you so upset for? Usually, the bad guys die. You're still alive and well."
"Alive, yes. Well..."
Ryou kissed him and sighed, "You're so strange."
Bakura grinned and gently pushed Ryou down on the couch. "Being strange is only one of my talents." He slid his tongue over Ryou's lips and then worked it into his mouth. Ryou gladly let him enter and wrapped his legs around Bakura's waist.
"Bakura..." Ryou moaned as Bakura unbuttoned his shirt and started moving his thumbs around the younger boy's nipples. He moved his mouth further down to Ryou's neck and started sucking very hard on it while working his teeth the same way. Ryou bit his lip and tangled his fingers in Bakura's long hair.
DING-DONG! "Hey Bakura! It's me, open the door!"
Bakura stopped and took a deep breath, "That's Marik. I asked him to come over."
Ryou sighed and smiled, "Okay, I'll be in the kitchen."
Bakura got off the couch and went to the door. "Hey," he said opening the door.
"Hey. So, what was so important that I had to come over right now?"
"I'll tell you in a second. Follow me." He went up the stairs and Marik followed.
They got into Ryou and Bakura's room and he shut the door. Bakura sat down and sighed.
Marik sat down on the bed, "Okay, so what's the big secret?"
"Well..."
"Well?"
"Ryou and I have been boyfriends for a long time... and I was thinking about asking him to marry me."
"No way!"
"Yes way."
"Wow, cool! Did you ask yet?"
"No. I'm starting to think it's a bad idea."
Marik shook his head, "No it isn't. You should ask him. And you know what? It would be fun to plan your wedding."
"But...see, that's where you come in."
"You want me to plan your wedding?"
"No. I don't know a lot about present day marriages... and I need you to teach me."
"Sure. But Malik knows a lot more about thins than I do so we can both help you."
"Okay. Can I ask you something?"
"Yup."
"Well, how come you and Malik aren't married?"
Marik cocked his head to the side, "Us? Gee, I don't know."
"You don't know?"
"I've never thought about. He's never said anything about wanting to marry me."
"You two sure act like a married couple."
"How?"
"You argue about the stupidest things and do everything together."
"You and Ryou do everything together."
"Yeah, but so do Yugi and Yami."
"Didn't Kaiba and Joey brake up?"
"Yeah, but every now and then they get together and... you know."
"Yeah, I know." Marik leaned back on a pillow, "Hey, do you have a ring?"
"A ring? I have a millennium ring."
"I know that! I mean an engagement ring, for Ryou."
"What's that?"
Marik slapped his head. "Okay, don't panic. I'll ask Malik what to do about this..."
Bakura nodded not understanding what Marik was talking about.
"Oh, and until we get everything. Don't talk to Ryou about this, from what I've been told it's supposed to be a surprise."
"Why?"
"I don't know. I always thought it was a stupid rule. Oh well, I'll ask Malik about it tonight."
Bakura nodded again, "I'm kinda nervous..."
"Nothing to be nervous about."
"Really?"
"Of course there is! I'm just trying to make you feel better."
"Thanks..."
In a couple of hours Marik went home and told Malik about Bakura and Ryou.
"Wow... he's really going to tie the knot with Ryou?"
"Well, he's thinking about proposing."
"He should hurry up and do it."
"Why should he hurry?"
"Because." Malik sat on the couch. "You know how Bakura is. If he doesn't do something right away he'll forget."
"Anyway, he needs us to tell him how to go about marrying and proposing."
"Okay, we can start tomorrow. I hope they do get married, you can be flower girl." Malik snickered.
Marik hit him over the head with a cushion from the couch.
"Ouch! That hurt!"
"Your point?"
"Ugh..."