1"When You See the Light"
Yes, a long time since the last update, but I've had severe writers block for both of my stories as well as a lot of homework. I also just got some skins so that my SIMS game has the Yu-Gi-Oh characters as options (go to google and do a search for jackass SIMS)! Anyways, I hope that this story becomes more popular soon. There actually is a plot to this story! Enjoy chapter nine!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, and never will. I DO own this plot, and always will.
They settled beneath their sheets, each in his or her assigned room, many unhappy with these new arrangements.
Yami felt guilty being in the same bed as his hikari. He felt like a father or an older brother to the boy; sleeping in the same bed as him just felt so wrong!
Joey was wide awake, for he feared that the thief might decide he wanted to kill someone. Yami Bakura couldn't stop thinking of his hikari, and kept feeling the blonde's eyes on his back.
Bakura had gone quickly to sleep, wrapped up in the arms of Tristan, who was smiling in sheer bliss.
Marik kept his eyes on Seto, who had his back turned toward, what he called, the fag.
Tea and Mokuba were both out cold.
"Hey Seto?"
"What Marik." It was more of a statement than a question.
"Do you think that you have a little Egyptian in you?"
Seto rolled his eyes at this, recalling the rants of Isis and Yami Yugi VERY well. Marik could not see this though, so Seto graced him with an uninterested answer, "No."
The arab chuckled. In one swift movement, he pulled Seto to where he was laying on the bed facing upward, and Marik laid on top, pinning the brunettes hands above his head, "Do you want to?" He grinned at his own cleverness.
The Kaiba shivered beneath him, a disgusted look thrown across his face, "Get off me you fag!"
"You need to be more quiet." Marik teased. He crushed his lips to silence the boy who was about to yell an endless string of threats at him.
In Bakura's bedroom, Tristan had begun to run his hands over the albino's ass, causing him to awaken and go uneasy.
"Tristan?"
"Yeah?"
"Please stop. . ."
"Nah. I been waiting way too long to be this close to you. . . to touch you. . . to kiss you. . . to make lo-"
Bakura jumped from the bed, not allowing the larger boy to finish speaking, and darted from the room. 'I should of known that my mean yami would choose the wrong person!' He screamed at himself mentally. 'I'll just trade roommates with Kaiba.'
The soft sounds of his feet running down the hallway stopped in front of Kaiba's bedroom door, which was still shut. Not thinking twice, he swung it open, stunned at what he saw.
Seto was now shirtless, moaning while Marik licked at his chest. Seto's face was twisted with pleasure and disgust; Marik's was of lust.
"STOP THAT THIS INSTANT. . . you, you, you. . . YOU STUPID EGYPTIAN!!!" He pointed an accusing finger at the blonde, his whole body trembling with anger and his doe-eyes narrowed.
Marik chuckled, "Stupid Egyptian? Oh Bakura, I'm hurt!" He feigned devastation of the pale boys words, all the while making Bakura even more infuriated. Marik climbed off of a highly-pissed Seto and stood merely three feet away from his crush, "Come on now. Where is my sweet Bakura?" His head tilted questioningly, "And since when do you care about what happens to Kaiba?"
The albino fidgeted, grabbing at his pajama shirt and glancing from the floor, to the ceiling, to his own feet, and then back to the floor, "I just don't like seeing someone get hurt." His eyes had returned to their normal state as he slowly moved them up to look into Marik's violet depths as though searching for exception.
Marik's eyes darkened, "You like him." There was no question in his words and when he received only a reaction of Bakura's widening eyes, his expression turned into a heated glare that he now directed at the confused boy still in bed.
Seto arched a thin eyebrow, "What are you looking at me like that for?" He lowered the brow, folding his arms.
"Bakura likes you."
"What?"
"Bakura. Likes. You."
"I must not be hearing you correctly."
"GOD DAMN IT!! BAKURA LIKES YOU, OKAY??? HE DOESN'T WANT ME, HE DOESN'T WANT TRISTAN, HE WANTS YOU!!!! YOU, YOU, YOU!!!" His chest was heaving now and his hands were grasped tightly around the brunettes throat.
Seto, after sending the Egyptian to the floor in a mangled heap, cringed at the audience that had gathered in the doorway.
Yugi rubbed a tired eye, "What's all the commotion about you guys?"
"Yeah," Joey chimed in, "Some of us would like to get some sleep!"
Marik forced himself to stand and clenched his teeth, "I will not stay the night with that asshole!" He motioned a stiff hand towards Seto.
Yami glared at his former enemy, "You have no right to be calling him an asshole. He isn't the one that tried to rule the world!"
Marik rolled his eyes, "That wasn't really me, and you know that full well!" He barked at the Pharaoh.
Yugi's darker half rolled his own eyes right back, "I really wonder about that sometimes." He sighed when a glare was shot his way, "Anyways, back to the situation at hand, what is going on?"
"Pfeh! Bakura apparently has the hots for Kaiba." He pointed to where the pale boy stood, but when he saw the confused looks of others, his eyes followed his own hand to an empty spot in the room, "Heh, guess the truth was too much for him."
Joey had left the room at Marik's outburst. Yami Bakura, though he was awoken by it, remained in bed, not willing to confront his hikari right now. Instead, he merely rolled over, facing away from the doorway so that the lights that had now been turned on were not shining into his eyes.
He sighed deeply, reflecting on the days events. No. He was lying to himself. He was thinking back to when he had told Bakura that he didn't love him, 'Why the hell did I lie to him?? I had told him the truth. The look in his eyes. . . that little shine that children get when you give em candy. . . and then I just took it away from him again. . .' He squeezed his eyes shut, and now that he was alone, he allowed for a single, silver tear to fall.
His eyes snapped open in an instant, his eyes drying as quickly as they had been wet.
There was now a small weight beside him on his bed. The sound of short, quick breaths lightly littered the air, the bed shaking ever so slightly, leading the yami to assume that the person was the cause. A small hand laid itself upon Yami Bakura's arm, "Y-yami?" A small voice spoke to him. It was that of a frightened child. So strange, yet so familiar.
A faint smile crept to the thief's lips, "Bakura."
"Yes, it's me. . . Tristan wouldn't leave me alone. . . and Marik is angry at me for defending Seto."
"You like Seto, do you not?" He rolled over, facing his hikari. Though he couldn't really see his face, he could imagine the boy frowning, "I don't know why you would run to me. If you like Seto Kaiba so much, then you can go cry to him." The last bit was nearly spat. He was jealous of the CEO for capturing the heart of his hikari.
Another tear fell as the weight abruptly left his bed. He had forced the boy away. . . again.
Bakura had returned to the others, a blush on his face. Yami and Joey both fought the urge to glare a hole in him.
Once again, the rooming arrangements were changed. Marik and Tristan now shared a room and Bakura was placed with Seto, who wasn't entirely pleased with the whole idea, though he did feel more comfortable around the albino than he did that horny Egyptian.
Finally, the house was silent. There weren't any arguments, and not a single form stirred. However a select two remained awake. Bakura and his Yami lay still, crying silent, unnoticed tears, each thinking of the other and each longing for the others presence, yet neither knew of the others' feelings and therefore they remained alone and apart. . .
'Perhaps,' Yami Bakura thought, 'I will speak with him of this tomorrow.'
'Maybe,' Bakura spoke mentally, 'I will just have to move on. . .'
For some reasons, hasn't been allowing the dashes as signals of a scene change, so if you all have a suggestion of a symbol or something that I could use to show a change in scenes, PLEASE tell me.
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