By Yue Lian
Standard Disclaimers apply: All YGO characters belong to Takahashi-sama
Warnings/Pairings: This fic contains Slash, Yaoi, Shounen ai…and whatever else meaning boyboy
Hm…SetoJou YugiYami MarikMalik…BakuraRyou…
A/N: Thank you ppls fo reviewing! Srry if the angels are starting to creep you guys out…. The next chapter has the explanation and probably the last you'll see of them… I can't help it…I'm gonna miss them…T.T
I'm so srry for the delay in posting this chapter! Between a snoopy brother, writers block and unstable emotions I couldn't get any done ; Ironically I write more when school starts!
This Chapter is dedicated to all u ppl that have reviewed and supported me throughout the whole fic! U guys make me feel so loved… T.T
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Chapter Five: Bathrooms and VoicesBakura was not happy. In fact, he doubted that anyone would be when locked in a filthy, rancid bathroom with no sort of entertainment whatsoever. A normal, sane person would have taken one cursory look at the sad state the facility was in and have instantly sent it to the darkest region of the shadow realm. It was quite distressing…
Now, Bakura had know for a while that his hikari was slightly more eccentric than normal, but today Ryou had proved to his yami that 'slightly' went a long way… It wasn't like Bakura didn't love Ryou's idiosyncrasies and aberrations…it was more like…
Who could clean a bathroom when there were no lights on?
Bakura shifted uncomfortably in his cross-legged position on newly sparkling white tile and let out a loud, uncharacteristic sigh, bowing his head over his legs.
Stuck alone together in a place for an indeterminable amount of time and what did his hikari come up with to pass the hours?
The ancient tomb robber scrunched his nose up and sneezed loudly as a sharp lime scent filled the already heavily scented air, signaling that another burst of chemicals had been sprayed on some surface or other.
Of all the scents that the stupid humans who invented cleaning products could come up with they came up with the two scents that Bakura utterly abhorred and itched to send to the shadow realm.
Letting out a groan, frustrated with the way things were shaping up to be Bakura tilted his head back and banged it firmly against the wall continuously. Not pausing in his task of an attempt to amuse himself- since Ryou was currently preoccupied, Bakura considered his options.
Truthfully, he was more than a bit put off with Ryou's decision to clean a bathroom when there he was, standing in all his sexy glory in front of him. It was a rather egotistic thought and perhaps a tad bit narcissist of him, but he really hoped that he was more attractive than the filth covered inanimate objects receiving all of Ryou's attention.
Bakura ceased bashing the back of his head in and stared balefully at a stall door. He was positive that even the pharaoh's brat would have come up with a more…entertaining way of passing the minutes than stuffing toilet brushes down toilets and scrubbing the floor until it was pristine. But, then again- he wasn't doing much to change the direction things were going.
Musing to himself, the tomb robber cast around in his head for a sentence that would… he mentally shrugged, …get him some action, to put it bluntly.
Drawing up his knees from their previous crossed position, he rested his chin on them and squinted thoughtfully at a point in the air infused with suffocating substances. How about…'since you deflowered the toilets, why don't you do me too?'
Bakura winced as soon as he finished the thought. Where the hell did that come from? Besides…I'm not a virgin anymore and I'm the seme- most of the time!!!
Blaming it on the toxic fumes whirling about his head, he racked his brain for another choice, staring blankly off into space again. Strangely all that he thought of referred at one point or another to acts of cleaning a bathroom… It was more than a little disturbing.
The Egyptian squeezed his eyes shut and began to mutter random phrases that flitted across his mind.
However as the moments passed he managed to ascertain only one thing- he was getting hornier by the second.
Ryou flashed a smile at his reflection in the streak-free mirror plastered on the wall in front as he dried his hands. The bathroom was in such a state of cleanness that Ryou seriously doubted that it had ever been this unblemished since the day it was built. After a few seconds of surveying the products of his toil he turned to ask his yami's opinion, the words dying in his throat as he caught sight of an extremely distressed Bakura mumbling softly in a corner pulling at his hair. And he still manages to look extremely sexy… Ryou thought bemusedly. Well, at least the place is now disinfected…
Pausing his thoughts, Ryou took the moment to gaze adoringly at his yami unintentionally picking up some of the words tumbling from Bakura's parted lips.
"No? …Or how about…'since you're done, why don't you give me a lap dance while I'm sitting on your…erm…extremely clean…tile floor!'…Argh!!!"
Ryou stifled his laughter as he watched Bakura bang against his head with a tightly balled fist. His yami was such a hornball…and Ryou loved him the more for it.
Slipping off his shoes and socks in a fluid motion he made a few adjustments to his appearance before softly padding to a stop in front of Bakura's bent over form.
"Hey, sexy."
Bakura froze and slowly glanced up, feeling his breath catch as Ryou smiled seductively down at him, a slender hand resting lightly on jeans that were riding hazardously low on his hips, exposing smooth, unmarred porcelain-like skin.
Lost for words, Bakura opened his mouth and snapped it back shut again, not sure of what could be said. However, Ryou didn't seem to be waiting for a response, straddling Bakura's hips smoothly he wrapped his arms around the speechless teen's neck.
Pressing his forehead against Bakura's so that he could stare into the dark pools of burgundy, Ryou smiled languorously at him. Toying with the darker teen's hair, he whispered softly, "…care for a lap dance?"
Bakura shivered as he felt Ryou shifting slightly against his groin, planting kisses softly down his jaw line, stopping to lick teasingly at his collarbone. Jolting out of his brief immobility, Bakura wound his arms around Ryou's waist, pulling him closer. A moan escaped his parted lips in protest as he felt Ryou lean away from him, he cracked open his eyes to see his hikari stripping out of his shirt slowly, unfastening it button by button smirking down at him.
Bakura tilted his head forward, his tongue flickering out to lick teasingly at a newly exposed nipple, reveling in the soft mewl Ryou let out. Reaching a hand up, he pulled Ryou's head down, planting a kiss at the base of his neck, before traveling up a little to lick his earlobe, nipping it slightly. Feeling his breath hitch before his heart sped up as Ryou slipped cool hands into his shirt, he turned his head to-
Bakura blinked, disoriented as he was shoved back roughly against the wall, wincing from the abrupt contact of cold against his bare skin.
"Hey…I'm giving a lap dance here…" Ryou whispered breathlessly in a voice that suggested that Bakura should just sit back and enjoy the show and all that came with it.
Bakura stared up at Ryou, stunned, licking his lips reflexively. There was just something so wrong with someone as pure and innocent as Ryou being seductive that it was more than sexy…
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There comes a time in a person's life where rationality and reason fly out the window in your mind. The only thing left is the fact that you want, need, and must have comfort and warmth. Jou buried his face deeper into the soft folds of Seto's shirt and tightened his grip around his waist.
Apparently, that's what the blonde was going through. He shuddered as he felt the pounding above his head grow even more frenzied, the creature's voices rising with excitement mingling with the steady stream of curses Kaiba was uttering loudly.
Jounouchi moaned quietly, pressing himself closer to the brunette and the warmth that was radiating off of him.
Evidently, times like this was also the best for accepting and coping with the nasty little truths that you hide from yourself. Jou squeezed his eyes shut tighter, and gripped Kaiba around the waist with all the strength that he had.
So, he enjoyed the warmth that the blue-eyed prick gave off, that was only because of the predicament they were in…he was sure that he'd be gripping Anzu the same way if it was her instead of Kaiba… Though, Seto was a lot prettier, Jou admitted reluctantly, settling his head onto Kaiba's chest and allowed the steady beat of Kaiba's heart to calm him.
Katsuya snickered softly into Kaiba's chest, momentarily forgetting about his surroundings. That was the perfect word for Seto…pretty… Jou shook with silent laughter against Kaiba, conjuring a picture of the aforementioned teen applying makeup in front of a vanity mirror set with light bulbs and rhinestones.
"Pup?" Jou stopped laughing abruptly as he felt Kaiba's hands run through his hair uneasily before continuing to rub his back comfortingly. Pup… he reflected silently. Puppy…mutt… He realized that he'd never really been offended when Kaiba called him those names… a part of him had cherished it- only Seto ever called him those names and sometimes…just sometimes the brunette would say it like a nickname instead of an insult, like now. A small smile spread across the blonde's face as an unexpected sense of peace settled over him. Jou rubbed his head against the slightly older teen's neck, fighting the urge to pace a kiss on the smooth skin, before resting it against Kaiba's chest again. Hell, they were going to die soon so what did it matter if some enlightening things came out in the last few minutes?
Seto paused patting Jou's back as he felt him nuzzle his neck, mewling slightly. A slight tinge of pink crept unbidden into his cheeks.
Oh come off it…you always liked the mutt. A voice sneered in his head.
Of course I like him… Seto defended himself automatically.
…I meant like like…
I don't-
I mean calling him a puppy? That's so… disgustingly symptomatic of a crush… You always meant it as a nickname… it's so sappy…it makes my skin crawl.
Shut up! That's not true! Seto shouted mentally at his mind's alter ego. Though he had to admit the whole reason that he started to call Katsuya a puppy was because of the uncanny way that the other teen could just look at him and see past his shield as if he could sense his discomfort in a situation. He used to own a small dog that always knew when something was wrong, and did the best it could to cheer him up…
Seto frowned. Of course the only difference between Katsuya and his beloved pet was that Jou would always work on increasing that discomfort… Seto snorted, his hands coming to a stop, arms cradling the topic of discussion.
Why am I even arguing with you? You're… me. And I'm……you.
…Your point?
Seto sighed and rested his head against the blonde's, inhaling the apple scent. He gave up; if he continued this argument he was going to have give the aggravating voice a name.
So what if I like the pup a little? It's not like anything's going to happen…
Seto paused and then thought firmly. Not that I would want anything to happen between us…
A large thump above his head brought him back to the gruesome reality they were stuck in. There had to be a light switch somewhere in this dark hole…after all whoever lived here or came here to do whatever couldn't have relied on candles… at least that's what Seto hoped… It would be great if the lights didn't rely on the same generator as the rest of the school did…or at least had a backup.
He stood up, cradling Jounouchi in his arms with a heavy sigh when the blonde refused to let go of him or stand on his own. Kaiba resisted the urge to kiss Jou on the nose when said teen's arms went from around the middle of his chest to wrap tightly around his neck, once again cutting off a major percentage of his air supply.
Heh…what a great time to be carrying your swooning bride…Seto winced as the still unnamed voice came slamming back into his mind. It was right though; he'd carried Jou enough and it was time to put some distance between him. He'd carry his sickening crush to the grave and then burn it in hell or…heaven depending on where he ended up. He had no intention of losing the mind game his mind was playing on him, much less admitting any weaknesses of his character- to him, having a crush was the same as losing a duel. He smiled lopsidedly, a duel of your mind against…intruding soon to be named voices.
Katsuya yelped in a mixture of surprise and pain when his rear end met the hard ground, jarring his nerves.
"Get up." Seto's voice was cold.
Jounouchi looked up at the towering CEO, hurt by Seto's icy tone. Biting his lip he made to get up off the floor when a large chunk of cement fell from the heavy trapdoor above, dislodged by the rapid pounding of the she-demons, hitting him squarely on the forehead.
TBC
Yue: ; erm…so how was the chapter…? It was originally going to be longer…but then it would have been….way too long ; So part of it is going to be in the next chappie… again…sorry for the wait
Naoki: I'm sexy…u should draw me more…'cus I'm sexy ya know?
Yue: …… please review! Any sort of comment is accepted and appreciated!
Naoki: -pouts- ya ain't listening, koibito. We just got married! Show me some affection!!!
Yue: -twitches and kisses his forehead- Ja minna!