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Bakura: My life is over.
Moukin (me): Why do you say that?
Ryou: You're making Malik and Marik stay over. What makes you think you can do that?
Malik: Hello? She's the writer.
Moukin: I love you, Malik. *hugs him*
Malik:*sticks tongue out at Bakura and Ryou*
Ryou: That is so childish. Ok Marik say it.
Marik: Moukin doesn't own Yu Gi Oh or anything else mentioned in this story. But she does own this story.
Warning: Yaoi. If you don't know what in the hell I am talking about I suggest you find out before you read. Belive me...it's for the sake of your own sanity.
Chapter 4: Everything You're Not
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*Marik's P.O.V.*
The wheels on the car go round and round round and round. The wheels on the car go round and round round and ro....hey.
It's watching me again! I'm on TV!
WAH!
*Ryou's P.O.V.*
We pull up at the house.
Bakura walks swiftly into the house and goes up to our room. He slams and locks the door behind him.
"Is he mad at us?" Malik asked.
I shrugged.
"Ok what do we do?" Marik asked.
We stared at eachother for a moment. Malik and I seemed to be thinking but I think Malik was drifting into those nasty day dream things.
How do I know what you ask? Well he's got a giant evil smile on his face and his eyes are rolling back.
Yep it's a nasty day dream alright.
"I say we chase the little boy with white hair." Malik smirked.
"I've got a better game...." Marik started.
"No." Malik and I both said in unison.
He frowned and pretended to cry.
"I'm going to meet Bakura!" Marik ran up the stairs.
I don't like Bakura alone with that psycopath. He's mine. Wait...I didn't just think that. I am totally possesive.
"You still up for my game?" Malik got on all 4's and started to crawl towards me in a most seductive way.
Why did Bakura have to pick leather today?
"Ah...what are you doing?" I screech.
Malik lifted up my shirt and is licking up my chest. We fall onto the couch and Malik is making his way up to my mouth.
Hot Egyptian crawling on top of me...trying to kiss me and the one thing that pops in my mind is something...how do you say? Really dirty.
I'm busy laughing my head off.
Malik has his mouth on my neck. It feels like he's sucking and licking at the same time.
And I didn't trust Marik....
Soon he's at my mouth. He starts to kiss me. I feel his tongue slide across my bottom lip. He's trying to make me open my mouth.
I refuse...lets say I'm playing hard to get.
He pinches my butt and it causes me to open my mouth. Just the thing Malik wanted. His tongue slips inside and explores my mouth. I moan a bit then my need for air kicks in. I squirm until he pulls away.
"Boy that was fun." Malik licks the lingering taste off of his lips.
I think I like 2 people. Bakura and...Malik. He's just wild, spicy, exotic, and everything Bakura isn't. And Bakura is everything that Malik isn't.
This is one time where I'm thinking about threesomes.
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Well thats it.( I say that everytime don't I?) I'm bored. So I'll hold a contest.
I'll write my 30th reviewer a fan fic of their choice. (Please don't review more than 2 times just to get it)
Bakura: Malik and Ryou sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G.*laughs*
Malik: *grabs Moukin* I want Moukin.
Moukin: Let me go you psycopath.
Marik: Kidnap her and run!
Malik and Marik run off with Moukin.
Ryou: Uh Bakura what will happen to the story if she doesn't come back.
Bakura: They'll bring her back. Never kidnap her. Bad things will happen. *shivers*
Ryou: Like what?
Bakura: Runs off screaming.
Thanks for reading. Please review and participate in the contest.
Ps: Sorry about the grammatical and spelling errors. My Word program is out.
TTFN. Tata for Now.
Bakura: My life is over.
Moukin (me): Why do you say that?
Ryou: You're making Malik and Marik stay over. What makes you think you can do that?
Malik: Hello? She's the writer.
Moukin: I love you, Malik. *hugs him*
Malik:*sticks tongue out at Bakura and Ryou*
Ryou: That is so childish. Ok Marik say it.
Marik: Moukin doesn't own Yu Gi Oh or anything else mentioned in this story. But she does own this story.
Warning: Yaoi. If you don't know what in the hell I am talking about I suggest you find out before you read. Belive me...it's for the sake of your own sanity.
Chapter 4: Everything You're Not
***************************************************************
*Marik's P.O.V.*
The wheels on the car go round and round round and round. The wheels on the car go round and round round and ro....hey.
It's watching me again! I'm on TV!
WAH!
*Ryou's P.O.V.*
We pull up at the house.
Bakura walks swiftly into the house and goes up to our room. He slams and locks the door behind him.
"Is he mad at us?" Malik asked.
I shrugged.
"Ok what do we do?" Marik asked.
We stared at eachother for a moment. Malik and I seemed to be thinking but I think Malik was drifting into those nasty day dream things.
How do I know what you ask? Well he's got a giant evil smile on his face and his eyes are rolling back.
Yep it's a nasty day dream alright.
"I say we chase the little boy with white hair." Malik smirked.
"I've got a better game...." Marik started.
"No." Malik and I both said in unison.
He frowned and pretended to cry.
"I'm going to meet Bakura!" Marik ran up the stairs.
I don't like Bakura alone with that psycopath. He's mine. Wait...I didn't just think that. I am totally possesive.
"You still up for my game?" Malik got on all 4's and started to crawl towards me in a most seductive way.
Why did Bakura have to pick leather today?
"Ah...what are you doing?" I screech.
Malik lifted up my shirt and is licking up my chest. We fall onto the couch and Malik is making his way up to my mouth.
Hot Egyptian crawling on top of me...trying to kiss me and the one thing that pops in my mind is something...how do you say? Really dirty.
I'm busy laughing my head off.
Malik has his mouth on my neck. It feels like he's sucking and licking at the same time.
And I didn't trust Marik....
Soon he's at my mouth. He starts to kiss me. I feel his tongue slide across my bottom lip. He's trying to make me open my mouth.
I refuse...lets say I'm playing hard to get.
He pinches my butt and it causes me to open my mouth. Just the thing Malik wanted. His tongue slips inside and explores my mouth. I moan a bit then my need for air kicks in. I squirm until he pulls away.
"Boy that was fun." Malik licks the lingering taste off of his lips.
I think I like 2 people. Bakura and...Malik. He's just wild, spicy, exotic, and everything Bakura isn't. And Bakura is everything that Malik isn't.
This is one time where I'm thinking about threesomes.
***************************************************************
Well thats it.( I say that everytime don't I?) I'm bored. So I'll hold a contest.
I'll write my 30th reviewer a fan fic of their choice. (Please don't review more than 2 times just to get it)
Bakura: Malik and Ryou sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G.*laughs*
Malik: *grabs Moukin* I want Moukin.
Moukin: Let me go you psycopath.
Marik: Kidnap her and run!
Malik and Marik run off with Moukin.
Ryou: Uh Bakura what will happen to the story if she doesn't come back.
Bakura: They'll bring her back. Never kidnap her. Bad things will happen. *shivers*
Ryou: Like what?
Bakura: Runs off screaming.
Thanks for reading. Please review and participate in the contest.
Ps: Sorry about the grammatical and spelling errors. My Word program is out.
TTFN. Tata for Now.