Well, certain people deserve certain thanks, but you guys know that my
brain is dead, so your exact names have failed to be present. You know who
you are. Anyone that received a thankies email is whom I'm talking about.
Thank you for convincing me to keep writing, like 555 and 666, I remember
you guys! And Akemi, and everyone else! Thanks so much for telling me not
to listen to one stupid person that failed to like my story. You know what,
from now on, if you don't like my story . . . don't review it. For everyone
else . . . R&R!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: What do you think? This will also be short, I'll tell you why when it's done.
Yeah, uh, this chapter is probably going to be meaningless, but I'm writing it regardless. Less . . . I used to know a guy named Less. Anyway, R&R. and I'll add notes in here, 'cause I'm bored. (my notes)
Yugi looked around his closet for something that Malik could wear. Ishtar had gone back into the Rod and Bakura refused to wear any of Yami's clothes, even if they were the same size. Ryou was proving to be a problem. He was tall and skinny, but shorter than Yami and way too skinny for his clothes. The boy sighed and sat on the couch. Yami watched him from the bottom of the stairs, mindful of Bakura. He was still possessive, but now he was possessive over Malik as well. Malik . . . well, that was another story. He didn't fit anything. Nothing. The Egyptian decided to wear his jeans (remarkably they were still in tact) and go topless. (drool) Ryou had a hard time not staring at him. Yugi had treated the cuts and bruises that littered the boy's skin, and now there was a bandage wrapped around his stomach. Soon enough even Bakura retreated to his respectable soul room.
Ryou started to giggle at something the ancient tomb robber had said and Yami and Malik had decided to take up staring at the boy. They gave him two very questioning looks, but that only made him laugh harder. They gave up staring at him and Yami walked to the T.V. and turned it on. He was bored. Yugi walked downstairs holding a black long sleeved sweatshirt and a pair of baggy black jeans.
"This could work I think." He handed the clothing to Ryou and walked him upstairs again. Malik looked at Yami and shook his head; Ryou wearing all black would be a definite first. No one had ever seen him wear black, not even Bakura. After a few minutes Yugi walked down with a sad look on his face. Yami walked over and hugged him but Yugi shrugged it away. Ryou walked down the stairs and everyone immediately looked at him. He was wearing a very form fitting black shirt and the baggy black jeans. The jeans sagged just enough that you could see the band of his dark red boxers. Malik started to drool. Inside his millennium rod, Ishtar started to drool. Then Yami started to drool, and Yugi just laughed at them.
Ryou blushed the same color as his boxers and shied away from the drooling boys. (I'd be drooling too, hey wait! I am!) Yugi stopped laughing and promptly hit Yami on the back of the head for drooling at Ryou.
"You're supposed to like me." Yugi started to pout. "You hate me." *sniffle* he started to cry. Yami. Along with Malik and Ryou, rushed to his side so he would stop crying. He turned to Ryou and hugged him. Yami was taken aback by this gesture. Yugi didn't hug people; he didn't even hug Yami. So why was he hugging Ryou?
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See, I told you this would be short. Don't get mad at me or anything, it just took a really long time to get back to my computer. I have major homework to make up in Biology, and I had a Renaissance Faire to go to last night. So you see, it took a while. But I did it! So there! Not to mention I was really stuck for ideas, thus the drooling. Tell me what you want to read and I'll write it! Oh, and has anyone seen the movie, Death to Smoochy. ? I just wanna know. Ja ne!
Disclaimer: What do you think? This will also be short, I'll tell you why when it's done.
Yeah, uh, this chapter is probably going to be meaningless, but I'm writing it regardless. Less . . . I used to know a guy named Less. Anyway, R&R. and I'll add notes in here, 'cause I'm bored. (my notes)
Yugi looked around his closet for something that Malik could wear. Ishtar had gone back into the Rod and Bakura refused to wear any of Yami's clothes, even if they were the same size. Ryou was proving to be a problem. He was tall and skinny, but shorter than Yami and way too skinny for his clothes. The boy sighed and sat on the couch. Yami watched him from the bottom of the stairs, mindful of Bakura. He was still possessive, but now he was possessive over Malik as well. Malik . . . well, that was another story. He didn't fit anything. Nothing. The Egyptian decided to wear his jeans (remarkably they were still in tact) and go topless. (drool) Ryou had a hard time not staring at him. Yugi had treated the cuts and bruises that littered the boy's skin, and now there was a bandage wrapped around his stomach. Soon enough even Bakura retreated to his respectable soul room.
Ryou started to giggle at something the ancient tomb robber had said and Yami and Malik had decided to take up staring at the boy. They gave him two very questioning looks, but that only made him laugh harder. They gave up staring at him and Yami walked to the T.V. and turned it on. He was bored. Yugi walked downstairs holding a black long sleeved sweatshirt and a pair of baggy black jeans.
"This could work I think." He handed the clothing to Ryou and walked him upstairs again. Malik looked at Yami and shook his head; Ryou wearing all black would be a definite first. No one had ever seen him wear black, not even Bakura. After a few minutes Yugi walked down with a sad look on his face. Yami walked over and hugged him but Yugi shrugged it away. Ryou walked down the stairs and everyone immediately looked at him. He was wearing a very form fitting black shirt and the baggy black jeans. The jeans sagged just enough that you could see the band of his dark red boxers. Malik started to drool. Inside his millennium rod, Ishtar started to drool. Then Yami started to drool, and Yugi just laughed at them.
Ryou blushed the same color as his boxers and shied away from the drooling boys. (I'd be drooling too, hey wait! I am!) Yugi stopped laughing and promptly hit Yami on the back of the head for drooling at Ryou.
"You're supposed to like me." Yugi started to pout. "You hate me." *sniffle* he started to cry. Yami. Along with Malik and Ryou, rushed to his side so he would stop crying. He turned to Ryou and hugged him. Yami was taken aback by this gesture. Yugi didn't hug people; he didn't even hug Yami. So why was he hugging Ryou?
~*~
See, I told you this would be short. Don't get mad at me or anything, it just took a really long time to get back to my computer. I have major homework to make up in Biology, and I had a Renaissance Faire to go to last night. So you see, it took a while. But I did it! So there! Not to mention I was really stuck for ideas, thus the drooling. Tell me what you want to read and I'll write it! Oh, and has anyone seen the movie, Death to Smoochy. ? I just wanna know. Ja ne!