Title‑ The Sweetest Sin
Summery‑ Ryou Bakura's home life had always been a strange one. With a father that was never home and an old annoying tutor as his only friend, Ryou is going to be in quite a shock when he is suddenly thrown into the fast‑moving society of St. Agnus' where lust and seduction are the key elements of survival. Learning the rules to the games is the first step, and coming out on top is the only way to finish. Everyone in this exclusive world has a secret, some way worse then others. Can a young man whose secret is hidden even from himself survive taking the step from naive little boy to the one that everyone is lusts for...?
Rating‑ PG13 Enter suggestive situations! ^-^
Disclaimer‑ I do not own anything thing in this story… nope nope nope
I do like this story. And I am definitely going to enjoy writing the rest of it. Just so no one thinks I forgot about it. It's just I have other people yelling at me daily to finish my other first….
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Surprises
"All right, all right! You win, I'm sorry."
"That's right you're sorry." Duo removed his knee from Joey's back and released his hands. The blonde jumped back to his feet and straightened his tie.
"Damn," Joey rubbed his wrists, "remind me to never piss you off again."
"You didn't piss me off! Geez if you pissed me off I'm sure you'd be dead right now." Duo laughed as he turned to Ryou. "I'm sorry you had to see that. But hey! Why don't we take you to your room its right up here." He wrapped his arms around Joey's shoulders and pulled him close. "No hard feelings right Jou my man?"
"Yea, whatever." He shrugged out of embrace and brushed some non existent lint off his blazer. Duo shook his head behind Joey's back and they passed the mess hall and entered a large building that was mainly a large entertainment center. Ryou looked wide-eyed around at the lounge as Joey leaned up against a bar and nodded towards the man standing behind it. "Who's he rooming with?" He took a sip of the drink he was handed and moved over to where Duo was standing.
"I donno." He turned to Ryou. "You got your papers?"
Ryou shook his head.
"Oh yea that's right. I got em right here. He pulled a folder out of nowhere and popped it open. Ryou stood on his toes to get a better look over Duo's shoulder. He saw the same papers the dean had shown him earlier and wondered briefly how Duo had managed to get them, but before he was able to ask, the folder was closed and a knowing smile was growing slowly on Duo's heart shaped face.
Joey nodded towards the folder. "What? Who's he with."
Duo just smiled and climbed the stairs with the pair right behind him. He turned down a large hallway that once again left Ryou circling in awe. With an evil glint in his eye Duo turned and faced Joey. "He's in one sixteen"
Joey's face lit up and he laughed. "You mean he's with Malik?" He laughed again, his bruised pride forgotten, "Oh Ryou, you are in for one hell of a ride."
Dou started laughed even harder and slapped Joey on the back. The blonds face got red and he pushed Duo's hand off him again. "Not like that you idiot!" Duo just laughed harder leaned up against a door, hands resting on his knees for support.
Ryou tilted his head confused. "What's so funny? Is there something wrong with him?" Horrible situations began to buzz inside his head as he imagined everything that one would not want in a house partner.
Joey grinned as he continued walking and Duo choked over by his wall. "I don't think there's anything wrong with him, you would have to ask someone that knew him at a better level. Duo could probably inform you on ever tiny detail on Malik Ishtars."
Duo's laughter cased. "Hey! What the hell is that supposed to MEEEEEENNN!" The door Duo had been leaning on opened, sending the boy tumbling to the ground as a furious blonde stormed into the hallway, completely ignoring Duo who was lying at his feet. His hair was disordered and the sheet he had tied around himself didn't do much to hide his shape from view. Ryou watched in fascination as the boy turned viciously and seemingly made his last statement to whoever was in the room. Silver eyes blazed in anger and the boy's cheeks flushed with rage.
"I Don't EVER want to hear about YOU OR YOUR psychotic bullshit again! Don't you dare come within twenty feet of me or I WILL have my father lock you up for good!"
Duo scrambled out of the way just as the door was slammed shut. The blonde huffed, his cheeks still red with anger as he pulled in frustration at his offending sheet that was slipping down his frame.
Duo rose to his feet. "Problems in happy lover land?" He dusted off his backside and approached with a grin at the fuming blonde.
Finally noticing Duo, the blonde closed his eyes and muttered "why me" before trying to look as indifferent as possible while wearing such fine attire.
"What do you need Maxwell. As you can so obviously tell, I'm not really in the mood, nor frame of mind to tolerate you right now." The boy's crisp English accent accenting the words as he spit them out ungracefully.
"Ouch." Dropping his hurt look Duo looked hopefully at him. "So I can safely assume that you and Bakura are though?" He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and nodded towards the door.
Ryou wrinkled his brow at the mention of his new surname, Bakura, and Joey whispered "not you"
With a scathing glare the blonde turned around and flashed his eyes dangerously at the brunette. "Do what you want Maxwell. I'm sure you would enjoy Bakura's psychotic kinks." He rubbed at his wrists and all three instantly noticed the red, raw looking flesh.
Joey instantly was at his side and took one of his hands in his. "Oh my gosh! Did he do this?" Joey flipped the hand over and examined it.
"Yes. But that is not really any of your business." He released himself from Joey's hold and his eyes fell on Ryou, who was standing aside awkwardly watching them.
"What are you looking at?" The boy stiffened his posture and held up his chin clearly agitated that someone was intruding on his affairs.
"Draco!" Duo glared at him and then gestured for Ryou go come over. "This is Ryou, he's new."
Draco looked at Ryou until his eyes lit up and his shoulders relaxed. "Ah yes, Ryou Bakura right." He gave Ryou an evil smirk. "Father told me you'd be coming. It seems your dear old dad has finally aloud you to come out of your solitude. Mother simply couldn't believe it. She will be very pleased to hear that you really have come to school with me." He gave Ryou a look over and seemed to look disappointed. "Of coarse just my luck that the new kid is off limits to me…" He kicked at the ground. "I'm going to KILL Bakura the next time that bastard even looks at me."
Duo laughed. "That's the spirit! I'll help you, from this day forward you officially have Duo Maxwell at your service."
Draco raised an eyebrow. "Why would you do that? Want to tell everyone that poor little Malfoy needs a body guard to protect him from big bad Bakura." He tightened the sheet around himself. "I don't need your help. "
He turned his back to them in his most dismissive manner and began to walk down the hall. "Oh Ryou, good luck living amongst other human beings for once."
Joey laughed and said in a sly voice. "Oh you don't have to worry about that…he'll be getting a lot of human contact. He's at the end of the hall. One sixteen to be precise"
Draco froze and turned around slowly reveling a huge grin planted on his face.
"You mean he's with…"
"Yep."
"Do you know if he's…"
"Yep, he is."
"Oh my…"
Three pairs of wicked grinning faces stared amused at the stunned white haired boy who was watching them with wide a scared expression on his face.
"What? Why do you guys keep saying that like it's the worst thing in the world? What's wrong with my roommate?"
Draco placed a hand on his shoulder. "Oh nothings wrong with him, I certainly know that from first hand experiences. It's just his family has gone though this school forever. I believe his grandfather just passed away, he was the old dean of St. Agnus'. Yes sir. The Ishtars are indeed a very important family."
Ryou shifted his weight around. "Well, how is that bad for me?"
Draco laughed and approached Ryou as if circling his pray. "Oh no. Not bad for you. No not at all, you are a very lucky boy Ryou. Malik is insured privileges that many have to spend years to earn. Or in some cases such as myself, donate lots and lots of money to get." He stopped and stood directly in front of Ryou. His silver eyes glittering as they stared right into Ryou nervous blue ones, casting a spell that glued him to his feet.
"Oh shut up Malfoy." Duo pushed the blonde boy away and seemed to break the spell the blonde was placing on the white haired boy. "He doesn't need to hear your "I'm richer then you speech" on his first day here. Why don't you tell him your exact dollar amount some other day when I am not here. I almost forgot why I don't hang out with you guys."
Draco smiled. "Well, we wouldn't want you to forget your place now would we Maxwell." He grinned as if remembering something pleasant. "And is us that don't hang out with you." With a quick motion he had Ryou in hand. "Come on Ryou, I'll show you to your room." He turned around to look at a fuming Duo and an amused looking Joey. "Well, are you guys coming? I really wouldn't care to be out here once the afternoon classes are dismissed. Don't need a reason to give the freshmen a show now."
Duo gritted his teeth. "I thought you were leaving."
"No, I think I'll stick around and see the show." Draco smiled and patted Ryou's head at the still confused expression on his pale face. "Aw, you're just too cute you know that."
Joey snickered and Duo followed the trio mumbling about rich, arrogant assholes.
Ryou followed closely at Draco's heals as he was lead further down the hall. Joey appeared at his side and smiled at him. "You do know everyone's just teasing you about Malik. He's really a great guy." Draco 'hmp-ed' at this but didn't say anything else. "Well I guess he's also a little over aggressive if you know what I mean. I think that's how he got being the youngest in that house of his. He always had to fight his brother for everything. He'd do anything to be able to beat him out. You should have seen them when we were going to prep school. Malik and Marik got in more fights then the rest of the school combined."
Duo finally caught up with them with a dreamy smile on his face. "I heard those were the days. I would have done anything to be there. I heard that Malik held his own too. That kids tough." He shook his head. "I'm just mad that I missed Marik's graduation. Heard that was the best thing that ever happened to this school. It's going to be hard to top considering all the things they've done."
Draco huffed. "What! Joey, with your dad and Seto and Yami's equipment! I hardly believe that you guys don't think that our graduation will be ten times better. "
Duo raised an eyebrow. "I'd like to see the day that either one of them did anything nice for anyone but themselves."
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"That's only because you don't know them like I know them." He turned and faced a door. "One sixteen." He smiled down at Ryou before holding his hand out to Duo. "Key please."
Duo pushed aside Draco's extended hand and slide the card though the slot. The light flashed green and he turned the knob. "Welcome to your new home."
Ryou looked appreciatively at his room. While it didn't quite compare to his room at home it was lovely. The rich woods and warm colors made the place feel homey and inviting. A fire was lit and Draco instantly threw himself down on a sofa to soak up the flames. One either side of the room there was a large door that Ryou supposed led to the bedrooms. He smiled at the cozy room, which was actually more an apartment. This would most certainly do.
"Damn, I still can't get over how much bigger Malik's room is."
Ryou turned and looked at Joey who was glaring jealously at the giant walk in closet that Duo had wandered into. "Can you believe they're making me share my room when it's the size of this closet?"
Duo laughed "Aww, we all know you love sortie." Duo pushed around some clothes that were hanging in the closet. "I'm sorry to tell you Ryou, but I think that Malik has taken over your closet as well as his own, that boy has more clothes then anyone I have ever met."
Joey nodded in agreement before heading the bedroom to the right. There was a moment's pause before Joey stood in the door frame and looked at Duo.
"I think you should take that back."
Duo looked at Ryou and then made his way to the room that Joey had disappeared to once again. Draco stood up from the sofa and followed into the room right behind Ryou.
Duo and Joey were shaking there heads and looking at a corner of the room. Ryou glanced at were they were staring at and was instantly relieved that all of his bags had made it safely with him. He smiled and made his way to the large four poster bed. "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong… what's wrong? Well um how about you have more clothes with you now then I ever seen in any L4 department store EVER! What did they do? Grab every bag on your ship and send them all to your room? There's like six, no seven gigantic bags here! WHAT do you possibly need to fill SEVEN bags with?"
Everyone in the room silently decided not to tell him there were actually eight.
Draco gave Duo an uneasy look. The brunette was certainly touchy about anything to do with money. Trying to come to Ryou's rescue he mumbled cautiously into the silent room. "Well… at least he'll fit right in with Malik. Can you imagine Malik living with someone who didn't give a damn about clothes? I think he would murder them." He gave a nervous chuckle. Ryou was still sitting on his bed seemingly frozen at the outburst and Duo turned around to look at him. Ryou flinched at the heavy gaze and opened his mouth to apologies.
A loud ringing cut him off, sending Ryou jumping to his feet and the other three boys to their knees in laughter.
"Shit!" The knot in Draco's sheet came loose as he grabbed his side in his fit of laughter. The platinum blonde boy was hopelessly trying to keep the martial to his body. "I swear to god I'm going to kill Bakura after I get my clothes back from that bastard." He gave a hopeful look at Duo. "That whole Duo at your service thing, has that offer been redrawn?"
"Yep."
"Okay, just wondering." He refastened the knot into a toga like outfit. Catching a glimpse of himself in the mirror by Ryou's bed he did a twirl. "Ooo I like it."
Duo and Joey both raised an eyebrow giving each other a worried looks, neither noticed Ryou who had nodded in agreement at Draco's statement and was mentally remembering how to do it for himself.
Draco smoothed down a wrinkle and turned and faced the other three boys, two who were still giving him concerned looks and one who was looking up at him with adoration. "Well as nice as your room is, I'll be out by the fire. It's much to cold to be walking around in this." With a wink to himself in the mirror, he exited the room.
Duo exhaled as he shook his head, "I don't think I'll ever get them."
Ryou tilted his head in confusion as he continued looking at where Draco had just left. Suddenly slightly disappointed that there was a relation between Draco and himself. "What do you mean them?"
Duo groaned. "Malfoy and his little posse, get one alone and they're fine, stick them all in the same group and you have a group of boring stuck up assholes that are secretly planning their own little agendas to backstab you and grab everything you have." Duo flopped down on the bed with Ryou sitting cross legged next to his head. Ryou picked up the braid that was laid out to the side of Duo's head and began stroking the end of the plait.
Duo sighed and continued. "I guess it's not really that bad. I guess it jut makes me mad when they start planning their multi-billion dollar plans for overtaking their daddies little companies. It's just me and Heero have had to work for everything we've ever gotten and half these guys have so much that they just waste on meaningless crap." He looked up into Ryou's softened blue eyes. "I don't know why I'm telling you this." He sprung up from his position on the bed with a new bright smile. "We need to get you unpacked." He took a survey of the bags again. "Which one do you want to get started with?"
Ryou rolled onto his stomach and bit his lip as he studied the bags. "Um… the big blue one." Duo grabbed the wrong one and Ryou shook his head, "No, not that one, the one with M's all over it." Duo grabbed the right bag and though it on the bed with a grunt. "Geez, what the hell did you bring, your whole rock collection?"
Ryou smiled brightly "Nope, my fencing equipment." Duo scowled and hit him lightly on the side as Joey removed the sward from the bag and swung it around a few times as Ryou giggled and rolled on his side. "I think I like it here. Everyone seems really nice, my room's great and from what ever person in contact with me has told me that this was, I quote, the finest school on Earth."
"Yea, it is nice. I'm sure you'll fit in just fine if I have anything to do with it." He nodded into the direction of where Draco just left. "Malfloy seems to have taken an interest in you also. Know why he was talking about his mother wanting to know if you were here or not?"
Ryou bit his lip and Duo raised an eyebrow.
"Well, I guess its cause my family knew them. I don't think we've really talked to them after my mother died." Ryou began to trace the designs on the comforter of his bed. "Actually I think my father kicked them out of our house when they came over afterwards. He didn't really take the loss real well."
Duo gave him his most understanding sympathetic look. "If it helps any, I never even knew my parents. I've been finding my own way since I was too little to remember, and look where I am," He grinned and said in a mocking voice. "The finest school in the world."
Ryou laughed again and pushed Duo in the side.
"Thanks." He laid on his back, hands resting behind his head as he though of how hard going around as 'Ryou Bakura' would be. What if people did begin to ask him questions concerning this position in things? Like what his father did, where he had gone to school for all this time, how wealthy he really was. Even how he afforded to get such sought after room would force him to tell some sort of lie. And lying was not something he was extremely good at. Turning to his side he faced Duo, who was giving Joey pointers close to the doorway on how to really "use that baby to its full potential."
"Duo, if you don't mind me asking, how'd you get in this school? I mean, it dose cost a lot of money and all, not to be impolite in anyway, but I was just wondering how you did it."
Duo looked him over for a moment almost looking like he was considering wither or not to be offended by the question. Finally shrugging his shoulders he turned back to Joey. "I guess you could say with a computer scholarship. Other then that there was really no reason besides my dazzling wit and irresistible personality."
A loud "HA" was heard form the direction form the other room and Duo moved further inside the bedroom and let the door swing closed a little more. "Stupid bastard. If he wasn't for certain people I would have shown him what I thought of him along time ago."
Joey laughed. "Of course, certain people who are in supposed absolute denial even though they refuse to even look at him without muttering curses under their breath."
"Just wait Jou, you'll see. They're both crazy in love with each other. Did you see how angry Harry was when he found out that Draco was sleeping with Bakura?"
Joey shook his head. "Maybe you forgot but he was angry all last month because his dirt-poor abusive relatives that he ran away from three years ago finally found out that he was living a life greater then they could ever hope for."
Duo shook his head and thoughtfully waved a finger in Joey's direction. "No…I think that's what he thought he was mad about. You'll see. Wait till I tell him that Bakura tied him up." Duo let out a squeal of delight. "He'll be so mad I bet he'll go over there any do magic on Bakura's ass. He'll be so mad that we won't even recognize that white haired freak tomorrow."
"Hey!" Ryou unconsciously patted his own white hair as he glared at Duo.
"No offence of course to you Ryou, You're nothing like him… Well except for the whole same name thing," He stopped and stared at Ryou for a while. "And I guess the hair is pretty much the same, but other then that not really." He looked thoughtfully at Ryou again. "Nope, Bakura's got brown eyes, and he's a little taller then you too. Not to mention he's the devil reincarnate. Even Heero once admitted to me that he wouldn't want to go against Bakura if he could help it."
Joey rolled his eyes and stabbed at an imaginary opponent. "Oh no the great Heero Yuy is scared of something! Geez Duo, you really need to quite the whole hero worshiping thing." He paused for a moment before laughing. "Hey! Heero, hero! Get it?!" He continued his laugher "I didn't even mean to do that!"
Duo held still and stared at his friend uneasily. "Uh….Yea Jou, that was real funny… Me and Ryou are dying here." He stared at his friend a moment longer before grabbing one of Ryou pillows and throwing it at the laughing blonde. "Just grab a bag why don't you and help the kid unpack."
Joey growled and moved his hair back in place. "Yea sure whatever. You know, I didn't ask for this, if you remember you dragged me out of class."
Duo gave Joey a disapproving look. "Oh don't worry; I'll never pull you out of class again. So sorry I saved you from a half hour of Mr. Binns."
Joey opened his mouth to respond but the unmistakable sound of the door opening sent both boy's to their feet and a pair of identically evil grins thrown in Ryou's direction.
Joey was the first out the door with Duo close at his heals, singing something that sounded suspiciously like "Malik's here, Malik's here" leaving Ryou alone on his comfy spot on the bed. Getting up quickly, he scrambled as he followed his two new friends to meet his much talked about room mate.
He was stopped by Duo, who currently had Joey already pinned up against the wall hand covering the blonde's mouth. Duo looked at him and took his finger and placed it against his lips apparently excited about something. Ryou nodded and peeked around the corner. Standing in the doorframe was a handsome green-eyed boy who seemed to be frozen to the spot. His hand was still gripping the door knob as he stared in front of him. Assuming him as Malik, Ryou tore his eyes away from the boy's half opened blazer and loosened tie, to the direction that his gaze was so transfixed on. Draco was laying there on the couch sheet still loosely wrapped around his body, sparkling silver eyes wide as he stared back. The two seemed almost scared of each other as they remained silent and still. Finally Draco blinked and sat up a little straighter seemingly recovering from his trance.
The black haired boy in the door way also seemed to snap out of it and began to close the door, when a tan hand grabbed it and pushed it back open. "Thanks for getting the door Harry. Next time you steal my key, make sure that you…" Ryou gasped as the figure made his way into the room. Standing in front of him was an exact replica of his beloved tailor. Duo gave Ryou a funny look as he stared openly with wide eyes at the beautiful blonde that had just walked in the room. Unable to think straight he just stared with his mouth hanging open in slight disbelief as he watched the scene unfold.
The sandy blonde haired boy had stopped in the middle of his sentence as he saw Draco lying down on the coach. Raising an eye brown he looked at Draco to the black haired boy. Gesturing to Draco, he looked at the seemingly refrozen boy once again. "Is this for me? Or did I just interrupt something?" His purple eyes danced and Ryou felt his knees go week.
Draco stood up grabbing the sheet tightly to his body. He sneered at the blonde and walked past the two boys out the door as quickly as he could manage while keeping himself decent. When the door shut again, Duo fell out of the space between the room and the small living room laughing as loud as it seemed possible.
"Holy shit Harry! You should have seen your face. Oh my god…I thought I was going to piss my pants watching you." Joey followed Duo into the room snickering slightly and Ryou tried to stay as hidden as possible behind the taller boy. Duo continued his insane laughter. "Oh my freaking GOD! You are definitely going to kill me one day. Holy shit I am not kidding, am I kidding Jou? Wasn't that the funniest thing in the whole freaking world?!?"
He nodded in agreement. "You should have seen your face man… it was pretty damn funny. And Draco, I almost feel bad for him, poor thing. I doubt he has his key on his anywhere."
The black haired boy, who Ryou decided was Harry, was slowly turning a pinkish red color. While the stunning blonde was grinning wickedly as he watched Duo fall over the love seat and continue laughing with his kicking wildly in the air. Ryou tilted his head to the side; it couldn't be the man that he had spent countless days dreaming of getting reacquainted with. Although the resemblance was startling it couldn't be him. This boy seemed too soft, the spikes of his hair not as accented as his tailor and the life in his eyes seemed to be brighter. Not that that fact really helped him much. Ryou could feel his body begin to remember what had almost transpired that spring.
As Ryou's thoughts drifted, the blonde's eyes dance back to Joey, making Malik noticed the white haired boy standing behind his grinning friend.
"As amusing as that was." He slapped a hand on Harry's back making the boy glare at him and push him away. "I'd kind of like to know why everyone is in my room. And I swear I just saw Harry unlock the door so if you wouldn't mind getting up off the floor Duo, an explanation would be greatly appreciated."
Duo rolled over onto his back and looked over to where Harry was and instantly started laughing again, blurting out phrases about the degree of funniness he just witnessed.
Ryou gulped and watched as the blonde who was most definitely Malik since he was calling this his room, turned his attention on Joey.
Joey just shrugged.
Malik threw his hands into the air revealing just the slightest hint of skin above the waistband of his pants which Ryou instantly soaked up. "Oh whatever I don't care. But I want all copies of my key returned to me before you guys leave. I really don't want to wake up one night to find out that I have some strange ugly person hovering over me while I sleep every night because you guys can't keep track of where you put anything."
Duo laughed harder form his spot on the floor.
Harry stopped glaring at the crumpled heap rolling around on the floor and looked around Joey to Ryou. He raised an eyebrow and poked Malik with his elbow. Joey looked behind him and laughed. "Oh yea… Malik, Harry, this is Ryou Bakura. Ryou, Harry Potter and Malik Ishtar." Joey pointed them out respectively and Ryou smiled nervously at the two. "He's new. Duo was supposed to be showing him around but he pulled me out of class to do it with him."
Ryou shifted nervously on his feet as two pairs of eyes swept down his frame for the umpteenth today. Both met his eyes with approval when they were finished.
Duo finally decided that he wanted to be present in the current conversation and picked himself off the floor. He walked up behind Harry and grabbed him around the waist. "You know I love you right? It's just that that was sooo funny, you should have seen both of your love struck faces. You were like "Oh my!" and he was all "Oh by George". It was great… Gotta love you British love birds." Ryou almost laughed at Duo's horrible British accent but a pair of captivating purple eyes took his breath away, before he even knew it he needed extra air to breathe.
Harry slouched in Duo's embrace. "Duo…How many times have I told you? I do not love Draco, I loathe Draco. I despised him. I literally curse the day he was born!"
Malik smiled, his eyes still locked with Ryou's. "Sure Harry. We all know that
you've been wanting Draco since the first time he mistakenly
called you a poor underclass piece of runaway trash." Malik broke his eye
contact with Ryou and smiled sweetly at the black haired boy. Ryou finally gave
Harry a good look and was startled at he brilliant green his eyes seemed to
give off. The light pink that stained his cheeks didn't make him look that bad
either. Needless to say, Ryou had never seen so many beautiful people in any
place at one time and it was making him very uneasy.
Duo chuckled. "I remember that. I punched that shit right in the face. Us runaway trash sticks together!" With that Harry and Duo did a bunch of hand motions in succession before giving each other a high five and then wrestling each other to the ground.
Joey kicked the two on the ground. "Common you guys. Dinners going to start in two hours. Can we please try to get Ryou unpacked before then so I might possibly have a chance to eat and possibly do something afterwards?"
Malik snapped his head up quickly looking at Joey."Unpacked?"
Joey smirked. "Oh yea, I guess I forgot, Ryou's your new roommate." Joey wiggled his eyebrows. "Didn't think you'd be able to pull off having this huge, gigantic place all to yourself now did you?"
Malik caught Ryou's gaze for a moment. "Hmm…actually I did." Smiled sinistly towards Ryou he closed the distance between them and held out a hand "I'm sure it will be a great pleasure getting to know you Ryou." He licked his lips. "I would love to help you get situated if you'd like." Ryou blushed but hummed his agreement as he shook Malik's hand gently. "I'd appreciate that very much." Ryou's voice had softened considerable and his eyes batted innocently up into Malik's.
Duo, Joey and Harry all groaned.
Malik dropped Ryou hand and looked at them innocently. "What?"
"Oh nothing, just help the boy unpack."
Joey began to lead everyone in the bedroom, and Ryou noticed that Duo pulled Malik aside and motioned Harry to go help. As soon as Harry entered the room, he exclaimed how eight bags were a little excessive and Joey quickly saved Ryou by telling him he had already had the Duo Maxwell speech of wastefulness. They each took a bag, Harry moving aside Ryou's computer and using the desk, and Joey and Ryou sharing the bed. Duo and Malik joined them with armfuls of hangers, and the promise that Ryou's closet had been cleared and ready to be filled.
"You know, that's the only thing I didn't like about this room." Malik said while unzipping his bag. "Is that the closets are all they was out in the living room." Joey rolled his eyes and muttered that his bedroom was the living room but Malik ignored him. "I have to wake up in the morning freezing cold and walk all the way out there to get my clothes. It's rather annoying if you ask me." He opened his suitcase and paused as he saw the Egyptian styled shirts. He glanced up at he white haired boy who was currently grabbing a pair of socks form Joey.
"Ryou…"
Ryou looked down at the foot of the bed that Malik and Duo were sitting at. The trunk Malik had just opened a trunk containing some of his clothes and Malik was running one of his shirts though his hands with a thoughtful expression on his face.
"Where did you get this?"
Harry groaned and began mumbling about Malik's unhealthy obsession with material goods as he pulled an odd looking clock from the bag he was unpacking and threw it behind him.
Ryou looked at Malik confused, "What do you mean? I had them made for me of course." Ryou's heat began to beat a little faster at the way that Malik was chewing at his lip thoughtfully as he played the shirts collar. Ryou began to twist a strand of hair between his fingers as he waited for Malik to say something else about the tailored shirts.
Duo had stopped what he was doing and was staring at his clothes. "You mean you had all you're clothes tailored for you? Are you shiting me?" He held up the shirt he had just hung up to the light trying to distinguish a difference.
Ryou watched intently as Malik continued to play with the shirt. When purple eyes looked up at him, he was overclouded by memories of light kisses, steady touches and a promise that wasn't aloud to be fulfilled. He instantly felt all the emotions he had felt for his tailor flow with the ones he had begun to feel when he first saw Malik. Barley resisting the urge to capture Malik's lips that promised to be as sweet as his own first kiss, (1) he aloud himself to stare right back into those eyes and become lost in them.
Duo finished his examination on the shirt he was holding and threw it at Malik, telling him to hang it up, and unknowingly ending the spell that was captivating Ryou. Blushing furiously while trying to ignore the flush that had heated his body, Ryou went back to folding his trousers. Putting up quite a fight to resist looking at Malik.
Malik however, was taking advantage at knowing that now he was able to study Ryou without being caught by the snow-haired boy. Studying Ryou tinged cheeks, and the Egyptian styled shirt he was still holding in his hand, he could only think on one reason for Ryou's sudden change in behavior. His brother, who many had mistaken as his identical twin even with the age difference, had just left home for the last two years to stay with his aunt. She ran the finest tailoring business that was left on Earth. Remembering back now, he remembered the letters that his brother, Marik had sent him regarding his affairs throughout the entire time. Having never been one to travel much, he brother had been fascinated by the isolated lifestyle of one of his richer customers. Writing almost daily due to the lack of things to do, Malik had to endure pages of his brothers endless ramblings, almost always scrolling down to the end, where without fail, were always paragraphs describing a boy that Marik dared not to touch. His bother seemed to find something fascinating about the boy every time he sat down to write. The highlight of his day was always when he finally got the pale boy in his letters to blush. Malik had found this ridiculously silly, but was compelled to read them anyways. With the last few letters he had sent, Marik seemed to be building up his confidence that the boy would not reject his advances if he were to make a larger move then ridiculously praising the boy in everything he had done. Malik had literally squealed in delight when his brother had told him of his success in attaining the boy. After that, the letters had stopped coming so frequently. Only one after that even contained mention of the boy's family, just simply stating that Aunt Re was ecstatic that he had made the largest, single person sale in the history of her business.
But now as he watched Ryou try and fold his pants that were unmistakably made by his brother, his cheeks continuing to stay a rose colored pink. Malik traced the inline stitching of the collar of the shirt he was still holding, running his fingers over the clearly engraved MI, beginning to see exactly what was so attractive about this blushing boy his brother had been unable to obtain.
TBC…
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(1) Not his real first kiss with the nasty girl, his kiss with Marik
Would you believe me if I said I wrote this in one sitting? Hehe, well I did. Wrote it on my trip from Virginia to Florida, took all freaking day but I guess it was worth it! ^_^
Oh and good job to everyone that thought that Malik would be Ryou's roommate!! Oh they are going to be so much fun to write about! Don't worry though; Malik can't keep our lil cream puff all to himself! There's way too much Ryou to go around!!
*Cheesy announcer voice* Stay tuned next episode to see… *Dududada!* Malik in action!
