Jounochi sat down next to Kaiba at his bed. Kaiba glanced up from his book
into the blonde's brown eyes. "Yes?"
"Are you okay?"
Kaiba slammed his book shut and tossed it across the room. "Get the fuck away from me. Right now." Jounochi braced himself for Kaiba to hit him. Kaiba glanced up at Jounochi with a bored look on his face. "I'm not going to hit you. I'm not Yami."
"Yami doesn't--"
"Oh, shut up. He's manipulative. He hurts you one way or another."
"Kaiba... Do you hate me?" Jou asked softly.
Kaiba shook his head. "I don't hate anyone but myself. In fact, right now I want to kiss you."
Jounochi looked at Kaiba wide eyed. "Wha...?"
Kaiba leaned in and gently placed his lips against Jou's.
Jounochi fell off the bed. Kaiba crawled over to the edge and peered down at him.
"What are you doing?!" Jounochi asked irritated.
"I was trying to seduce you. But I guess I'm not Yami."
"What's that suppose to mean?"
"Nothing." Kaiba rolled over on his back and stared up at the ceiling. Jounochi climbed up and irritatedly slammed the door as he left.
~~~
"It's like...they both just want to use me. And they don't really like me. They just can't stand the thought of the other having me. And I just..." Jou looked up into the bored violet eyes of the McDonalds cashier.
"Listen, it sounds like they are a bunch of jerks. Don't get involved with either. Now what do you want to eat?"
Jounochi shrugged.
"Or did you just want someone to talk to you?" Marik asked boredly. He sighed. "Doesn't matter."
"Marik! Come do some burgers!"
Marik closed his eyes. "Why?" he whispered. "I'm taking an order!" he called back. "Have Tony do it!" He turned back to Jounochi. "Anything you want to eat?"
Jounochi shrugged again. "I did, but I'm not really hungry anymore."
"Great. Leave then." Marik crossed his arms. "You're going to get me fired."
"I think your little undesired to be near meat would actually get you fired first."
"Shut up. How do you know about that?"
"I was in here yesterday when you spazed. Really quite amusing, really."
"Go to hell," Marik said dryly.
Jounochi shrugged. "Thanks for listening!" he called after him.
Marik checked the clock. His shift was up. He hurried to the bathroom to wash his hands from the disgusting meat smell. He was beginning to calm down a bit when he looked up at the younger white-hair boy who was staring at him. "What?!"
"Are you okay?"
"I can't stand meat. Anything meat..." he whispered, squeezing more soap in his hands.
"Than you should get another job."
"Name a job that involves no meat," Marik said bitterly.
"I guess none that are minimum wage...even bagging at Wal Mart would mean touching meat."
"Maybe a music store," Bakura made his presents known. He leaned against the stall with his arms crossed, smiling a bit evilly.
Marik stared back down at the sink, his dark skin hiding his blush. "What do you two want?"
"Or a clothing store," Bakura added, ignoring Marik's question. "You could get a job at a candy store or something."
Marik turned off the faucet and turned to look at him. "I know you aren't here to help me with my little problem. So why ARE you in here?"
Bakura's smile widen as he began to back Marik into a corner. "Well, lets just say you're pretty hot. And I plan to lay you. That cool?"
Marik knocked Bakura's wondering hand away. "Listen you little shit! I'm not some-- Some ignorant little bitch. You want to lay me, fucking give me a reason to be alone with you."
Bakura raised his eyebrows. "And just who do you think you are?"
"I'm Marik Ishtar, asshole."
"I don't give a shit."
"And who do you think you are?"
"I'm Bakura Aibou." [Give me a break, what else do I call him?] "And I'm going to fuck you, so you might as well make it easy on yourself."
"You want sex? Get rid of that annoying Yami and then we'll talk."
~~~
I don't know, I suddenly like to do parallels between my Alternate Universe fics and the actually story line. That was kinda the entire Bakura meeting Marik summed up into...9 pieces of dialog. Yeah. I like it. Don't you? Give me a break, I'm working on, like, 10 fics at once. Hard to prevent writer's block and not make them all sound the same.
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"Are you okay?"
Kaiba slammed his book shut and tossed it across the room. "Get the fuck away from me. Right now." Jounochi braced himself for Kaiba to hit him. Kaiba glanced up at Jounochi with a bored look on his face. "I'm not going to hit you. I'm not Yami."
"Yami doesn't--"
"Oh, shut up. He's manipulative. He hurts you one way or another."
"Kaiba... Do you hate me?" Jou asked softly.
Kaiba shook his head. "I don't hate anyone but myself. In fact, right now I want to kiss you."
Jounochi looked at Kaiba wide eyed. "Wha...?"
Kaiba leaned in and gently placed his lips against Jou's.
Jounochi fell off the bed. Kaiba crawled over to the edge and peered down at him.
"What are you doing?!" Jounochi asked irritated.
"I was trying to seduce you. But I guess I'm not Yami."
"What's that suppose to mean?"
"Nothing." Kaiba rolled over on his back and stared up at the ceiling. Jounochi climbed up and irritatedly slammed the door as he left.
~~~
"It's like...they both just want to use me. And they don't really like me. They just can't stand the thought of the other having me. And I just..." Jou looked up into the bored violet eyes of the McDonalds cashier.
"Listen, it sounds like they are a bunch of jerks. Don't get involved with either. Now what do you want to eat?"
Jounochi shrugged.
"Or did you just want someone to talk to you?" Marik asked boredly. He sighed. "Doesn't matter."
"Marik! Come do some burgers!"
Marik closed his eyes. "Why?" he whispered. "I'm taking an order!" he called back. "Have Tony do it!" He turned back to Jounochi. "Anything you want to eat?"
Jounochi shrugged again. "I did, but I'm not really hungry anymore."
"Great. Leave then." Marik crossed his arms. "You're going to get me fired."
"I think your little undesired to be near meat would actually get you fired first."
"Shut up. How do you know about that?"
"I was in here yesterday when you spazed. Really quite amusing, really."
"Go to hell," Marik said dryly.
Jounochi shrugged. "Thanks for listening!" he called after him.
Marik checked the clock. His shift was up. He hurried to the bathroom to wash his hands from the disgusting meat smell. He was beginning to calm down a bit when he looked up at the younger white-hair boy who was staring at him. "What?!"
"Are you okay?"
"I can't stand meat. Anything meat..." he whispered, squeezing more soap in his hands.
"Than you should get another job."
"Name a job that involves no meat," Marik said bitterly.
"I guess none that are minimum wage...even bagging at Wal Mart would mean touching meat."
"Maybe a music store," Bakura made his presents known. He leaned against the stall with his arms crossed, smiling a bit evilly.
Marik stared back down at the sink, his dark skin hiding his blush. "What do you two want?"
"Or a clothing store," Bakura added, ignoring Marik's question. "You could get a job at a candy store or something."
Marik turned off the faucet and turned to look at him. "I know you aren't here to help me with my little problem. So why ARE you in here?"
Bakura's smile widen as he began to back Marik into a corner. "Well, lets just say you're pretty hot. And I plan to lay you. That cool?"
Marik knocked Bakura's wondering hand away. "Listen you little shit! I'm not some-- Some ignorant little bitch. You want to lay me, fucking give me a reason to be alone with you."
Bakura raised his eyebrows. "And just who do you think you are?"
"I'm Marik Ishtar, asshole."
"I don't give a shit."
"And who do you think you are?"
"I'm Bakura Aibou." [Give me a break, what else do I call him?] "And I'm going to fuck you, so you might as well make it easy on yourself."
"You want sex? Get rid of that annoying Yami and then we'll talk."
~~~
I don't know, I suddenly like to do parallels between my Alternate Universe fics and the actually story line. That was kinda the entire Bakura meeting Marik summed up into...9 pieces of dialog. Yeah. I like it. Don't you? Give me a break, I'm working on, like, 10 fics at once. Hard to prevent writer's block and not make them all sound the same.
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