Konnichiwa fans! It's Ryu-samma here with the 5th chapter in Again and
Again! Wow. I have 9 reviews. You love me! You really love me!
Malik: Don't let it get to your brain.
Seto: You mean she has a brain?
Ryu-samma: ...
Malik: Guess not.
Ryu-samma: -chases after them with her own made millennium item- DIEE!!! My millennium fork will kill you!
-A few minutes later-
Ryou: -walks in- Where is everybody? Oh well. Ryu-samma doesn't own yu-gi- oh or me... -sighs- But she does own this fic! SO HANDS OFF!!!!
WARNING: Bondage, Drugs and drinking in this chapter.
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Chapter 5- Klub Kaiba!
Yugi and Ryou watched as Bakura bartered with the Bouncer, demanding to be let in. The bouncer just stood there with his arms crossed. Finally he threw his hands up in the air, sweat rolling down his face. Bakura smirked and walked back to Ryou and Yugi, the bouncer following behind.
"Let's go, guys." Bakura said, glancing at the bouncer, who jumped and went to open the door before bowing.
"Have a g-good e-evening, g-gentlemen." The bouncer stammered, fear rolling off of him in waves. Bakura strutted past, Ryou and Yugi following behind at a jumpy pace. As soon as the door shut, Ryou turned to Bakura.
"What did you do to him? He looked like he was about to piss his pants!" Ryou said with a calm that showed he was on the verge of losing it.
Bakura laughed. "What do ya mean, looked like? He did!" He laughed again but then looked at the look on Ryou's face. "All I did was use a bit of Shadow Magic to make him see that we were eligible to come into the club. Well, maybe a tiny threat of a holiday in the Shadow Realm too." Before Ryou could launch an all out attack on Bakura, an unwanted guest showed up with his boyfriend. His blonde hair stuck out at odd angles. His boyfriend kind of shrunk behind him, wanting to show that he wasn't part of this.
Ryou immediately shut up and straightened, suddenly all happy English again and Yugi just stood, trying not to scratch his head, knowing the Petit Dragon was there.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't little Tomb Robber and friends." Marik drawled in his Egyptian accent.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't the loser who lost to the 'little' Tomb Robber in a race." Bakura replied, smirking again.
Marik glared at Bakura and Bakura glared back. After a couple seconds, Malik appeared from behind Marik and smiled to Ryou and Yugi. "Hey guys. What brings you here?"
Yugi sighed. "We came because I said we had to and Bakura's just a horny bastard who doesn't have the guts to go out by himself." Upon hearing this, Bakura broke the glaring contest and went up to Yugi, looming over him.
"What did you say? Shrimp?" Bakura muttured coldly.
Yugi squeaked and ran behind Malik. Bakura laughed.
"Don't worry Yugi! I won't hurt you! Much.." He added in an undertone. Before Bakura could carry out his threat the club began to applaud as the announcer walked on stage, microphone and leather whip in either hand.
"Gentlemen!" The announcer said, obviously by the absence of 'ladies' in his calling, this was a gay bar. "This is the moment you've all been waiting for! I now hand over this lovely flail to Seto Kaiba!"
At his name, Kaiba sauntered in with a leash in his hand that was connected to a figure, crawling on his hands and knees, his lower half covered in black, skintight leather and his head covered in a bag. Kaiba himself was dressed in black leather hipsters, his chest bare but his shoulders covered in a black leather cape that reached along the floor. He reached out for the whip and took it, snapping it audibly, to the cheers and shouts of the crowd. The announcer bowed and took his leave, walking past Kaiba and the crawling figure. A wireless microphone was attached to the leather band that was around Kaiba's head, giving him full use with both his hands. Kaiba stopped behind a black table as Yugi and Co. moved closer for a better look. He tugged on the leash, the person jerking forwards.
"Up! Dog!" Kaiba commanded, cracking the whip. The person leapt onto the table and lay down in front of Kaiba, who attached the leash to a hook above him. Kaiba ran the whip up and down the person's back. At this point, Ryou, Yugi and Malik started giggling even after a sharp whack to the head from Marik. Bakura sighed and, with Marik's help, dragged the three Lights over to the bar and plunked them down onto stools. The bartender came up, a joint stuck in the corner of his mouth.
"What do you want?" He asked, taking a drag on his joint.
Bakura glanced along the bar then looked back to the bartender. "Three shots with your strongest Vodka please."
Marik laughed evilly, his voice low. (AN: Muahahahaha!) The bartender stared, then shrugged, going to prepare the shots.
Marik absentmindedly looked over to the stage and took a better look at Kaiba, not helping to feel a little aroused at the display. He looked next at the person being displayed on the table. He looked again as sweat soaked hair was creeping along his neck. He frowned. That was supposed to be Jounouchi but, Jou didn't have that long of hair and his hair wasn't black. Who was it then? Marik shrugged, the though quickly passing as the shots arrived. One look from Bakura was all he needed as he grabbed a shot and tipped his Hikari's head back, plugging his nose. Quickly he poured the shot with really strong Vodka down his throat. Sitting the glass down on the counter, he jammed his Light's mouth shut, holding it closed with amazing strength. Malik swallowed the burning liquid and as Marik removed his hands, immediately beginning to cough and splutter, his noises mixing with Ryou's and Yugi's. Ryou and Yugi, tears streaming down their cheeks, immediately stopped coughing and began to attack Bakura, who, shocked as he was, fell off his stool and fell flat on his butt. Guys around him immediately began to laugh and Kaiba paused, looking just in time to see Marik laughing at a very pissed off looking Bakura. He blushed, which was rare for him. Why were they here? Sure, they weren't friends, but still, it annoyed and bothered him that they showed up. He jumped as boos were heard from the crowd, he hadn't realized he had stopped. He swallowed and continued, momentarily pushing the fact that the two people he hated most were right there, watching him.
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Wow. That was a fun chapter to write. –drools- sorry. Just picturing Kaiba like that.
Kaiba: Like what?
Ryu-samma: -whistles- Nothing...
Replies to Reviewers:
Chibi-kaiyaska: -waves- I see you!
Thank you to everyone else for rewiewing!
CONTEST!
Who is the figure that Kaiba has tied to a leash?
The reviewers that guess it correctly will get an appearance in this ficcy!
Malik: Don't let it get to your brain.
Seto: You mean she has a brain?
Ryu-samma: ...
Malik: Guess not.
Ryu-samma: -chases after them with her own made millennium item- DIEE!!! My millennium fork will kill you!
-A few minutes later-
Ryou: -walks in- Where is everybody? Oh well. Ryu-samma doesn't own yu-gi- oh or me... -sighs- But she does own this fic! SO HANDS OFF!!!!
WARNING: Bondage, Drugs and drinking in this chapter.
^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^!^
Chapter 5- Klub Kaiba!
Yugi and Ryou watched as Bakura bartered with the Bouncer, demanding to be let in. The bouncer just stood there with his arms crossed. Finally he threw his hands up in the air, sweat rolling down his face. Bakura smirked and walked back to Ryou and Yugi, the bouncer following behind.
"Let's go, guys." Bakura said, glancing at the bouncer, who jumped and went to open the door before bowing.
"Have a g-good e-evening, g-gentlemen." The bouncer stammered, fear rolling off of him in waves. Bakura strutted past, Ryou and Yugi following behind at a jumpy pace. As soon as the door shut, Ryou turned to Bakura.
"What did you do to him? He looked like he was about to piss his pants!" Ryou said with a calm that showed he was on the verge of losing it.
Bakura laughed. "What do ya mean, looked like? He did!" He laughed again but then looked at the look on Ryou's face. "All I did was use a bit of Shadow Magic to make him see that we were eligible to come into the club. Well, maybe a tiny threat of a holiday in the Shadow Realm too." Before Ryou could launch an all out attack on Bakura, an unwanted guest showed up with his boyfriend. His blonde hair stuck out at odd angles. His boyfriend kind of shrunk behind him, wanting to show that he wasn't part of this.
Ryou immediately shut up and straightened, suddenly all happy English again and Yugi just stood, trying not to scratch his head, knowing the Petit Dragon was there.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't little Tomb Robber and friends." Marik drawled in his Egyptian accent.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't the loser who lost to the 'little' Tomb Robber in a race." Bakura replied, smirking again.
Marik glared at Bakura and Bakura glared back. After a couple seconds, Malik appeared from behind Marik and smiled to Ryou and Yugi. "Hey guys. What brings you here?"
Yugi sighed. "We came because I said we had to and Bakura's just a horny bastard who doesn't have the guts to go out by himself." Upon hearing this, Bakura broke the glaring contest and went up to Yugi, looming over him.
"What did you say? Shrimp?" Bakura muttured coldly.
Yugi squeaked and ran behind Malik. Bakura laughed.
"Don't worry Yugi! I won't hurt you! Much.." He added in an undertone. Before Bakura could carry out his threat the club began to applaud as the announcer walked on stage, microphone and leather whip in either hand.
"Gentlemen!" The announcer said, obviously by the absence of 'ladies' in his calling, this was a gay bar. "This is the moment you've all been waiting for! I now hand over this lovely flail to Seto Kaiba!"
At his name, Kaiba sauntered in with a leash in his hand that was connected to a figure, crawling on his hands and knees, his lower half covered in black, skintight leather and his head covered in a bag. Kaiba himself was dressed in black leather hipsters, his chest bare but his shoulders covered in a black leather cape that reached along the floor. He reached out for the whip and took it, snapping it audibly, to the cheers and shouts of the crowd. The announcer bowed and took his leave, walking past Kaiba and the crawling figure. A wireless microphone was attached to the leather band that was around Kaiba's head, giving him full use with both his hands. Kaiba stopped behind a black table as Yugi and Co. moved closer for a better look. He tugged on the leash, the person jerking forwards.
"Up! Dog!" Kaiba commanded, cracking the whip. The person leapt onto the table and lay down in front of Kaiba, who attached the leash to a hook above him. Kaiba ran the whip up and down the person's back. At this point, Ryou, Yugi and Malik started giggling even after a sharp whack to the head from Marik. Bakura sighed and, with Marik's help, dragged the three Lights over to the bar and plunked them down onto stools. The bartender came up, a joint stuck in the corner of his mouth.
"What do you want?" He asked, taking a drag on his joint.
Bakura glanced along the bar then looked back to the bartender. "Three shots with your strongest Vodka please."
Marik laughed evilly, his voice low. (AN: Muahahahaha!) The bartender stared, then shrugged, going to prepare the shots.
Marik absentmindedly looked over to the stage and took a better look at Kaiba, not helping to feel a little aroused at the display. He looked next at the person being displayed on the table. He looked again as sweat soaked hair was creeping along his neck. He frowned. That was supposed to be Jounouchi but, Jou didn't have that long of hair and his hair wasn't black. Who was it then? Marik shrugged, the though quickly passing as the shots arrived. One look from Bakura was all he needed as he grabbed a shot and tipped his Hikari's head back, plugging his nose. Quickly he poured the shot with really strong Vodka down his throat. Sitting the glass down on the counter, he jammed his Light's mouth shut, holding it closed with amazing strength. Malik swallowed the burning liquid and as Marik removed his hands, immediately beginning to cough and splutter, his noises mixing with Ryou's and Yugi's. Ryou and Yugi, tears streaming down their cheeks, immediately stopped coughing and began to attack Bakura, who, shocked as he was, fell off his stool and fell flat on his butt. Guys around him immediately began to laugh and Kaiba paused, looking just in time to see Marik laughing at a very pissed off looking Bakura. He blushed, which was rare for him. Why were they here? Sure, they weren't friends, but still, it annoyed and bothered him that they showed up. He jumped as boos were heard from the crowd, he hadn't realized he had stopped. He swallowed and continued, momentarily pushing the fact that the two people he hated most were right there, watching him.
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Wow. That was a fun chapter to write. –drools- sorry. Just picturing Kaiba like that.
Kaiba: Like what?
Ryu-samma: -whistles- Nothing...
Replies to Reviewers:
Chibi-kaiyaska: -waves- I see you!
Thank you to everyone else for rewiewing!
CONTEST!
Who is the figure that Kaiba has tied to a leash?
The reviewers that guess it correctly will get an appearance in this ficcy!