Hentai Ryou
By Vada via cretino
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, Kazuki Takahashi does… etcetera, etcetera.
Warnings: Yaoi. My weird 'sense of humour'. Perverted and sarcastic Ryou. Swearing.
Sorry, sorry, a thousand times sorry! I haven't updated in…*counts* OH MY GOD! …Er…*coughs*…a very long time? ^^;; I really am sorry! It's just I've been REALLY busy lately! My lazy nature might also have something to do with it…but I'm sorry okay?! *burst into tears* …Not buying it, huh? … *meekly* Did I mention I was sorry? Well anyway, here it is, the chapter you've been waiting–
Yami: A very long time for?
…*Shoves Yami back into her other fic* Hush you. ; Um, Bakura might be slightly nicer than normal in this, but love makes you act strangely, ne?
Yami: *Reappears* Unlike you, who is strange pretty much all the time.
…I refuse to rise to that. Anyway, this is more fluffy and less schemey, with the odd bit of perversion, of course. ^_~. Enjoy.
*~*~*~*~*~*~* - Change of time and/or scene.
//Blah.// - Yami to Hikari through their link.
/Blah./ - Hikari to Yami through their link.
"Blah" – Speech.
'Blah' – Thinking.
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Chapter 9 – Seduction can wait another dayYawning, I sat up and glanced at the alarm clock. Groaning in protest, I slumped back down and pulled the covers over my head.
//Aibou! Rise and shine!//
Scowling, I blocked off the link and turned over, burrowing deeper into the warmth of the bed.
"HIKARIIIII, GET UP!" Came the shout from downstairs.
Growling in irritation, I pulled the pillow out from under my head and placed it on top in hopes of drowning out the sounds of my ever-persistent Yami. For a short while nothing happened, and I sighed in contentment, thinking Bakura had decided to let me sleep.
"FOR RA'S SAKE GET UP YOU MORON!"
I realized with despair that pillows muffle absolutely no sound at all.
I squeaked in surprise when the sheets were pulled off of me and the pillow removed from above my head. Rolling over and blinking my eyes wearily, I noticed Bakura grinning at the side of my bed, obviously proud of making me uncomfortable.
Narrowing my eyes, I growled low in my throat. Bakura continued to grin, evidently staying right where he was.
"What did you do that for?" I mumbled, my voice groggy from sleep.
Bakura shrugged. "It's time to get up."
I took another look at the alarm clock, keeping my expression purposely blank. I quickly picked it up and threw it at Bakura, hitting him in the head.
"LOOK AT THAT! SEE IT? DO YOU SEE WHAT TIME IT IS?! IT'S TOO EARLY!" I yelled, the last two words louder than the rest of my sentence.
Hmm, my father did once say something about me not being a morning person…
Bakura rubbed his head, annoyance flitting across his face. The annoyance quickly melted away and a blank look took its place. (A/N: He's thinking, remember! ^^;)
"I guess I really have had a bad affect on you." Bakura admitted ruefully. "I thought the idiotic Pharaoh was just saying that to annoy me."
I scowled, glaring daggers at Bakura, hoping to mentally blow up that pretty face of his. He woke me up at 7 in the morning for no reason what so ever?! Sometimes I wonder just what I see in him.
It's then I remember that he's extremely good-looking, psychotic in that ever-sexy way, enjoys flirting with me and has a very nice ass. He may act foolish and stupid at times but he really is quite intelligent. Not overly so, because he would have seen right through The Plan, and that would not be good. He also has a sense of humour, it's somewhat sadistic I'll admit, but at least he's not some boring person with no personality.
Odd. The name Honda comes to mind…
So when I look at it that way, I feel quite lucky to have a Yami like Bakura. I don't know how I'd live without him. Alone most likely…
I'm suddenly not so angry anymore. I smile stupidly at Bakura, who now looks extremely terrified.
I hopped out of bed and made my way to my wardrobe, planning on wearing a pair of comfy, worn jeans and a sweater. I almost screamed in horror when I came face to face with rows of leather and buckles.
I never did this! Where are all my clothes?! There isn't a single pair if jeans here…oh wait, there is, the tight kind. WHAT?! My sneakers aren't here either! Just those boots Yami Yugi likes to wear. What have they done to my wardrobe?! Weren't the clothes I bought previously enough?!
Out of the corner of my eye I saw a post-it note stuck to the side of my wardrobe. I blinked in mild surprise – it was just like Yugi to do something like this – and peeled it off of the wood, reading the brief but explanatory message.
Hope you like the new wardrobe. I noticed you didn't have any buckles so I gave you some of mine! Can't have enough buckles! ^_^ Yami hopes you enjoy your new footwear. Don't bother looking for your old clothes, they're looong gone. *Giggle*
Y&Y xxx
I crumpled up the note and dropped it to the floor, my hands shaking. "Yugi…" My voice is a whisper but I'm pretty sure that Yami can tell I'm angry.
"What did the little squirt do, hikari?" Bakura asked, peering over my shoulder. His eyes flashed when they took in the sight of my newly acquired wardrobe. I couldn't tell what it was that flashed through my Yami's eyes, as it was gone as quickly as it came.
I sighed in defeat, taking out a pair of white leather pants. These ones didn't look too tight. Closing my eyes and hoping for the best, I picked something out of the mass of material in my wardrobe. Cracking open an eye to see what I had, my other one flew open at what I saw. I held it up to the light, noting with horror the slashes that were all over the material.
I automatically turned to Bakura, who was now at my side, and narrowed my eyes in accusation.
Bakura blinked back, looking at the material then back at me. "What?"
I waved the material in front of his face. "Did you do this?! Just because you don't happen to like the clothes I wear, it doesn't mean you have to slash them!" I snapped.
Bakura blinked again, giving me a level look. "You don't happen to like the clothes either, from what I've gathered." He said calmly, raising an eyebrow.
"So?!" I spluttered, "You don't have to ruin them!"
Bakura sighed, picking out a simple pastel blue shirt . He held it up to me. "Does this have any slash marks on it?"
Well…no…what's he getting at?
"Do those leather pants you're holding have slash marks on them?"
I shake my head 'no', still not understanding.
Bakura smirked. "For someone who has lived in this modern world all his life you don't know much about the fashion, do you?"
Ohhh…he means that…it's supposed to be like that?
Realization hit me like a ton of bricks. "What?! There's practically no material at all! It would cover hardly any of my skin!"
Bakura continued to smirk, a feral look gleaming in his eyes. His eyes slowly trailed down my bare torso and my boxer-clad legs, and Bakura slowly licked his lips. I 'eeped' and took a few steps backwards.
I suddenly felt very, very naked…
"And that would be a bad thing?" He whispered seductively, taking slow, steady steps forward, closing the gap between us.
No, no, no…Damn him and his sexiness! How am I going to get out of this?!
"Yes…?" I tried lamely, noticing he was backing me up into a corner.
Bakura either didn't hear me or was too busy undressing me with his eyes, because he sure as hell wasn't stopping.
"Y-yami…" I squeaked. "What exactly are you doing?"
Bakura shrugged, but kept on coming. I didn't know whether to cry out in frustration or joy.
Think un-sexy thoughts, think un-sexy thoughts, think un-sexy thoughts…
Um…Pegasus and Mr. Mutou in a hot tub together…
Naked.
Ew! That's just wrong!
Sometimes I'm sickened by my own perversion.
Okay. I'm completely not affected by Baku- oh Kami, there's no room left! I'm trapped!
"L-look Yami, I need to have a shower and put on some clothes." I said, my voice trembling.
Bakura's eyes lightened at the word 'shower' and I visibly flinched. Licking his lips again, Bakura murmured. "I think you're fine just the way you are."
Thinking fast, I grabbed the shirt from Bakura, pushed him out of the way and ran out of the door, shouting, "ThanksBakuraIthinkI'llhavemyshowernowbye!"
I locked the bathroom door, and leaned against it. My heart was racing a mile a minute. Damn, that was close! Not as close as I'd have liked…but I have to stick to the plan, no matter what. That Yami of mine isn't getting me without a fight. He has to prove to me that he's not just after sex. Though it sounds fun, I couldn't deal with the fact that he was just using me.
But Bakura wouldn't do that to me…would he?
Sighing heavily, I stripped and stepped into the shower. I turned it on and let the hot water wash down on me while I continued to think.
I never thought that this would be hard. It's not even past noon of the first day! Damn Bakura and his sexiness! Damn him!
I narrowed my eyes in determination as I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my waist.
I'll just have to fight fire with fire.
I looked at the clothes and swallowed. To fight fire with fire I'll need to look hot…so there was no escaping it, I was going to have to wear those clothes. I guess I'll have to thank Yugi. I suppose I could do that while I was strangling him for getting rid of my previous wardrobe. I liked those clothes, dammit!
Sighing, I picked up the clothes, telling myself that this was all worth it.
After getting dressed – and realizing that leather really didn't leave room for anything else – I looked at myself in the mirror.
"Not bad…" I murmured.
The material clung to my body, in where I suppose you could say were the right places, but the light colours helped me to keep the whole 'innocent hikari' thing I had going. You get a lot of things that way…and there was one thing in particular that I wanted.
"I'd have to agree there." A voice purred.
I jumped, staring wide-eyed at Bakura in the mirror, who was standing directly behind me, evidently. When did that happen?
"How long have you been here?" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm – failing miserably.
"Not long." Bakura said, waving his hand dismissively. I visibly relaxed. "I need to use the bathroom*, and you're like a girl when it comes to getting ready." Bakura said, picking up the ring and putting it over my head.
"Perfect." He whispered, staring at me intently in the mirror.
Again with the girl thing. I'm not that feminine, am I?
I caught his eyes in the mirror, and they had the gentlest look to them I'd ever seen. I smiled, a warm and fuzzy feeling rising in my heart.
Well, I suppose I could let the girl thing slide…
Bakura blinked as if realizing something and cast his eyes downward, a frown marring his handsome face. With the moment broken and feeling slightly disheartened, I silently stepped away from Bakura. I chanced a glance at him, and his expression hadn't changed. He was so deep in thought I decided to leave him be. I made my way towards the door.
"Hey Ryou?"
I turned around to face Bakura, and was shocked by what I saw. He looked so…lost. That was the only word to describe it. I'd never seen him appear so vulnerable before. I was seriously worried and confused about the recent turn of events.
"Yes Yami?" I answered tentatively.
Bakura bit his lip, casting his eyes downward again.
"I…you know that I care about you, don't you?"
I blinked. What had made him say that?
I walked up to Bakura, who looked up in surprise. Without a word, I wrapped my arms around his waist and laid my head on his chest. After a second of what I'm guessing was hesitation, I felt Bakura wrap his arms around me and rest his chin atop my head, exhaling softly.
"Of course I know, you stupid, deranged Yami." I murmured fondly.
I heard a snort of amusement, but instead of letting go of me or pushing him away like I expected, Bakura tightened his grip and sighed. He sighed!
Bakura was going to say something else earlier, I'm sure of it. But what? And what does this sudden show of affection mean? He couldn't possibly have found a way to read my thoughts…so he can't know and be using that against me.
Too happy and confused to think straight, I just concentrated on the feeling of Bakura's arms around me.
Besides, I can always seduce him later.
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* - Yami's don't need to use the bathroom… *grins*
Well I hope you're not disappointed with that, especially after the long wait.
Yami: *pouts* I was going to say that.
…
Anyway, I'm already working on DLS&P (Why did I call it that? -.-;) I've got half of the new chapter done, but since this is the favourite this was my main priority.
Yami: I never would have guessed.
*Restrains self from seriously hurting Yami*
Yami: *smirks* What could you seriously do to me, mortal?
I could bloody well make Yugi fall in love with Bakura in my other fic! Would you like me to do that?!
Yami: *pales* No…
Then shut up!
Review, onegai! ^^;