Heartfelt Apologies
Chibi B: Hallo! ^.^ I liiive! XD Sorry there hasn't been any updates in a while. Okay, first of all, I posted the last part of chapter 3 here in case some people didn't read it. I accidentally uploaded this without knowing it, and didn't add this part until later, so, instead of going back to the last chapter and reading the part if you missed it, I decided to be kind to all you lazy folks like me, and post it here! ^_^
Taski: -_-. Moron.
Chibi B: He's just a sore lose since Painful Accusations has FINALLY been updated and someone guessed his evil plot..*glares at Taski*
Another thing is that this chapter is WAY shorter than the last ones. I did this because I have a question for you all. Would you like to:
Have longer chapters, but less frequent updates.
OR
Have shorter chapters (about 1500-3000 words) but more frequent updates.
Truthfully, it doesn't matter to me, but I'm still curious. I've been trying to work on this a lot harder, but I've still been SO busy! . Homecoming is tomorrow, so, I'm hoping that after that it'll be easy going, and I'll actually have some free time to work on my fics, sorry if this chapter was rushed a bit. So, anyways, tell me what you think I should to with this story!
Taski: I think you should TRASH IT!
Chibi B: -_-.. I didn't ask for your opinion.
THANK YOU REVIEWERS! HUGS AND KISSES FOR ALLLL! (Done by Ryou and Bakura of course! ^_^)
Disclaimer: Have you seen any naked Bakuras or Mariks lately? No? Then I defiantly don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!, cause if I did, that would be exactly what you would see..
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Chapter 4
Ryou jumped awake when he heard the blaring noise of the phone ringing. Grumbling to himself, he stumbled into the kitchen and answered it.
"Moshi moshi." He mumbled, stifling a yawn. "Bakura residence."
"Ryou? It's Yugi!"
"Yugi-kun! Konnichiwa!" Ryou's voice brightened. "How are you?"
"I'm fine! You want to come over tonight? We're having a slumber party!"
"Ano..." Ryou peeked out of the kitchen to see the three teens sleeping peacefully. He smiled gently. "I think I'll have to pass on tonight Yugi- kun. Gomen."
"Aw, why?" Ygui asked, saddened.
"Who's on the phone?" Bakura asked gruffly, stalking into the kitchen and plopping down on a chair. Ryou jumped, startled. He mouthed the name Yugi to him before turning his attention back to the phone conversation.
"I just have a lot of work to do at the house, maybe some other time?" Bakura raised an eyebrow in question.
\\What does he want?\\
\He wants me to come over for a sleepover.\
\\Well, why aren't you going?\\ Bakura asked quizzically, Ryou usually jumped at the chance to spend time with the midget and his friends.
\I just, don't feel like going.\ Ryou lied. Truthfully, he really wanted to attend the party, he was rarely able to get out of the house. But, that wouldn't be fair to Malik, Bakura, and Marik, so, he decided he would stay.
\\I can tell you're lying.\\ Bakura stated, crossing his arms and staring at Ryou accusingly. Ryou winced and looked at the floor.
"Ryou? Are you there?" Yugi asked, worried when he didn't get a reply.
"Oh! Gomen Yugi-kun! I - !" He broke off when Bakura snatched the phone out of his hands.
"Ryou is going. So is Malik, Marik and I. If you've got a problem with that then too bad. See you tonight." Bakura hung up and turned back to his hikari, hands on his hips. "Better get ready."
"Nani? Bakura-sama.."
"Malik! Marik! Get your lazy asses up!" Bakura hollered, ignoring Ryou and waltzing into the living room. Ryou blinked at his retreating form, before following after him. Marik groaned on the couch and rolled over, facing away from Bakura. Bakura though, wouldn't take that from the yami and calmly pushed him off the couch.
"Bakura!" Marik shouted, glaring up at him from his position on the floor. The white haired fiend flashed a feral grin at him before going over to wake the sleeping hikari up.
"Malik, koi, wake up." He whispered, gently nudging the boy's side.
"How come he gets a nice wake up call?!" Marik sputtered, still sitting on the carpet.
"Because he deserves it." Bakura retorted before continuing in trying to wake up Malik. The said hikari mumbled incoherently and snuggled further into the cushion. "Malik." Bakura prodded softly. "Come on, open you're beautiful eyes." Malik frowned and crinkled his nose before peering his eyes open blearily at him. He blinked a few times, before yelping and jumping back, surprised at seeing Bakura so close to his face. "Heh, gomen." Bakura apologized guiltily.
"So, what did you wake us up for? I was having a great wet dream you know.." Bakura rolled his eyes at the other dark, ignoring him.
"Get ready, we're going over to the Pharaoh's light's house for a party."
"Nani!?" Marik sputtered. "Why?"
"Because the shrimp wanted Ryou to come, and Ryou said he wasn't going, even though he wanted to, and it was because of us."
"I, I don't want to go." Malik whispered softly, looking at the ground.
"Ano, Bakura-sama. I'd, really rather not go. It isn't fair to Malik and Marik-sama." Ryou interrupted quietly. "I could always go some other time."
"Iie." Bakura shook his head stubbornly. "We're all going. Now, go get ready."
Ryou sighed dejectedly. He didn't want to argue with Bakura, but, he glanced at a rather upset Malik and Marik, it really wasn't fair for them. His eyes started to tear up and he studied the floor, Malik and Marik were sure to hate him now.
"Fine, we'll go." Marik huffed, though he still donned a look of annoyance. Malik nodded too, still looking upset. "Malik will have to borrow some of Ryou's clothes though."
"I don't mind." Ryou said quietly, still avoiding eye contact with everyone. "Come on Malik, let's get dressed." Ryou led Malik upstairs to try on some of his clothes while Bakura and Marik waited downstairs.
"Why are you making us go to the shrimp's place?" Marik whined. "I just wanted to stay here."
"I think it will be better for Ryou and Malik. Ryou misses his friends, though I don't know why, and Malik thinks that they hate him, when most of them really don't. I just think that it would be better if they had time to get away from here and enjoy themselves."
"Hn. Alright, but I still don't like it." Marik pouted. Bakura once again rolled his eyes before sitting down on the cushion chair, waiting patiently for Ryou and Malik to come back down.
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"Gomen nasai Malik-kun." Ryou sniffled, handing Malik a clean shirt to borrow.
"Hm? For what?" Malik grabbed the clothing out of Ryou's hands and pulled it on quickly before struggling out of his pants. Ryou's face turned a faint pinkish color and he turned around, facing away from the sexy blond.
"It's my fault we have to go to Yugi's party. Gomen." Malik gave Ryou an odd look, even though the other couldn't see it.
"Ryou-chan, it isn't the end of the world! It's not like I hate you or anything." Malik assured, pulling on a pair of Bakura's tan leather pants. "You don't think Bakura will get mad that I'm wearing his pants do you?"
"I don't know." Ryou shrugged. "Demo, Malik-kun, I really am sorry."
"Ryou!" Malik rolled his eyes, exasperated. "It's okay! Seriously." He walked over to the depressed hikari and gave him a light peck on his cheek. "Now come on and get dressed." He tossed Ryou another pair of Bakura's leather pants, only these ones were black, and gave him a tight fitting sparkling green long sleeved shirt to go with them.
"Ano, Malik-kun, I'm not sure if I should wear this." Ryou sweatdropped, staring at the clothes uneasily.
"Come on Ryou-chan! You'll look sexy in them!" Malik grinned savagely at Ryou, who was turning as red as a tomato. Ryou sighed heavily and eyed the clothes again warily before shedding his pajamas and slipping them on. Malik decided to be decent and had turned away from Ryou as he was changing, but he still stole a couple of quick looks without the other knowing. "Are you done yet?"
"Hai..Demo.."
"Nan desu ka?"
"You can see my underwear through them!" Ryou squeaked. Malik slapped his hand on his forehead in exasperation.
"You're not supposed to wear anything underneath them!"
"Demo-..."
"Ryou! Just do it!" Ryou sighed but did as he was told. He reviewed his reflection in his dresser mirror and blushed. These clothes were way too tight.
"Are you done now?" Malik asked, tapping his foot impatiently.
"Hai." Ryou mumbled, still blushing. Malik turned around and froze, his jaw dropping. "Nani? Do I have something on my face?" Ryou asked nervously. Malik closed his gaping mouth and licked his now dry lips.
"N-No. You look, you look great Ryou-chan." He stuttered, eyeing the blushing boy up and down.
"Arigatou." Ryou smiled brightly. "You don't look too bad yourself."
"Wait a minute! I've got an idea on how we can get out of going to Yugi's! If you don't mind that is." Malik said quickly.
"Sure." Ryou shrugged. "As long as you're happy."
"Sugoi! Arigatou Ryou-chan!" Malik smiled cheerily before hugging Ryou. "Alright, here's the plan. We'll beg them again into letting us not go to Yugi's!" Ryou blinked up at him curiously, not really comprehending what Malik was saying. Seeing the confused look Ryou was giving him, he tried explaining once again. "Think of it this way, with these clothes, and a little puppy dog eyes, they'll have to change their minds. Maybe we could even try to talk them into going out on a date with us instead of going over to the sleepover, besides, you have to admit a date sounds really nice right now."
"Hai." Ryou admitted shyly. "Alright, I'll do it." Malik smirked and kissed Ryou's forehead lightly before taking the other's hand and leading him down the stairs. Peeking his head around the corner of the living room, he saw Bakura sitting casually in the cushion chair and Marik sprawled face down on the couch, his feet hanging over the edge.
"Bakura?" Malik called, not stepping out fully from behind the wall. Bakura glanced up at him questionably. "Ano, you don't mind if Ryou and I borrowed some of your clothes do you?"
"Iie, I don't care." Bakura waved his hand dismissively. "Now come on, we don't want to be late."
"Well, Bakura, we were wondering." Malik stepped out from the corner, revealing his outfit and sauntering up to Bakura. "Can't we just skip going to Yugi's and go on a date instead?"
Bakura's jaw dropped, not really listening to what Malik was saying. Malik looked damn sexy in those pants. He heard a small gasp and figured that Marik was thinking the same thing. He looked past Malik and saw Ryou still hiding behind the wall, blushing lightly.
"Bakura?" Malik asked, staring at him weirdly. "Daijoubu desu ka?"
"D-Daijoubu." Bakura swallowed thickly. "Now, what was it you wanted?"
"Let's go on a date tonight instead! Onegai?" Malik's lower lip trembled, his eyes going big and watery. He turned around and glanced at Ryou. "Pssst! A little help?" He whispered before turning back around and giving Bakura his puppy dog face. Ryou stepped out shyly, staring at the ground and fidgeting slightly. Marik and Bakura both began to drool at him, which made Ryou even more uncomfortable. Taking a deep breath, Ryou looked up at the two yamis and put on his best begging face.
"Can we PLEASE go out together tonight Bakura-sama? Onegai?" There was a collective moment of silence before..
"Of course we can!!!" Marik yelled, startling everyone as he leapt off the couch and grasped onto Malik. "Isn't that right Kura-chan?" Bakura silently bristled at the nickname and looked at the two pleading hikaris. Sighing, he nodded in defeat.
"Alright, we'll all go out tonight."
"Sugoi!" Ryou and Malik cried out at the same time, Malik's voice sounding a little strained as Marik hugged him tighter.
"Ano, you can let go of me now." Malik mumbled, his face turning pinkish as his yami began to nuzzle against his neck.
"Hmmm..Iie." Marik purred, planting light kisses on the exposed flesh. "You should wear Bakura's clothes more often."
"I-I'll keep that in mind." He stuttered before snuggling into the other's embrace. Ryou watched the two happily before turning his attention to his own yami as the other walked up to him.
"You're not disappointed about not going to the party?" Bakura asked. He lifted his hand and fingered a lock of Ryou's soft white hair.
"Iie, I'm not upset at all. I'd," he paused, face flushed. "I'd rather go out together anyways." Bakura smiled softly at him, placing his palm on the teens face. Ryou leaned into the gentle touch, closing his eyes in contentment.
"Ready?" Marik asked, shocking Ryou and Bakura. Suddenly Ryou jumped up, hands flying to his mouth.
"Oh dear, I should call Yugi and tell him I can't make it tonight!" He rushed into the kitchen and dialed Yugi's number, explaining to him the change of plans. "Okay, I'm ready now." Ryou smiled.
"Er, Ryou-chan? Where exactly are we going?" Malik asked. Ryou sweatdropped.
"I don't know..."
"Let's go out for that cold cream stuff!" Marik shouted happily.
"Cold, cream stuff?" Ryou asked quizzically, not understanding what the yami was referring to.
"He means ice cream." Malik translated.
"Oh! That's a great idea! There's an ice cream shop located near the park!" Ryou smiled. "We can walk if you want.."
"Iie! We're going to take our motorbikes!" Marik said firmly. "I'll take Malik, Bakura, you take Ryou." Ryou, at the mention of the cycles, paled considerably. Sensing his hikari's sudden mood change, Bakura held the other's hand reassuringly.
"Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you." He smiled. Ryou gave an uneasy smile back and nodded, still sort of unsure.
"If you insist." He complied, following the three outside.
Marik hopped onto his bike, Malik following immediately, not afraid of the vehicles at all. In fact, Malik rather enjoyed the rare times his yami let him ride the bike. Bakura pulled his out of the garage and also took out two helmets. He gave one to Malik, and one to Ryou.
"Aren't you going to wear one?" Ryou asked concernedly. Bakura shook his head.
"I'm a spirit, I can't die unless you do or if the ring is somehow destroyed."
"But you could get hurt!" Ryou protested. He didn't want to see Bakura get injured if they got into an accident. Bakura grinned at Ryou, patting his head softly.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine." He jumped onto his motorcycle and started it up, which made Ryou start in surprise. He put his helmet on quickly and looked at the bike hesitantly once more before hopping on behind Bakura. "Now, wrap your hands around my waist, and hold on tightly, okay?" Bakura instructed. Ryou blushed but did as he was told.
Before he knew it they were racing down the street, Malik and Marik not far behind. He squealed and tightened his grip on Bakura's waist, shutting his eyes tightly. He heard Bakura chuckle softly at his actions, but ignored it, concentrating on keeping his hold on Bakura firm.
"Hey Ryou! Where is this place again?" Bakura shouted over the noise of the engine and the wind blowing past them. Ryou squeaked and opened his mouth, but was unable to form words. He was frightened out of his mind.
\\Ryou?\\
\H-H-Hai?\
\\...Daijoubu desk ka?\\
\H-Hai.\
\\If you say so.. Now, where is this place you were talking about again?\\
Ryou sent his other half direction through the link, too scared to explain out loud. Finally, they pulled up to their destination. (not soon enough for Ryou though..^^;) Marik and Malik quickly parked their bike and leapt off, walking over to where Bakura and Ryou were. Bakura had also parked his motorcycle, and was currently trying to help Ryou unwrap his arms from around his waist.
"Come on Ryou, we're not moving anymore." Bakura reasoned softly. Ryou just squeaked and held onto his other half tighter, burying his head into Bakura's back.
"G-Gomen nasai! Demo, I just can't seem to control myself!" (Taski: That sounds SO wrong... Chibi B: -_-; Shut up..) Bakura sighed exasperatedly and looked over at the two blonde teens for help. Malik giggled at Ryou's actions and let his yami try to help the white haired hikari get off the bike.
"Ryou?" Marik prodded gently, putting a hand on the other's shoulder. "It's all right now, you're not moving anymore, see?" Ryou peeked out from Bakura's back before burying right back in. Sighing, Marik wrapped his arms around Ryou's waist and pried off the light's arms that were wound around Bakura. Ryou gave a tiny shriek and grasped onto Marik tightly, encircling his legs around the yami's hips, which caused Marik to trip and fall backwards with a yell.
Marik winced when his back hit the pavement, holding Ryou to his chest so the boy wouldn't get seriously injured from the fall. He smiled up at Ryou who was looking down at him tearfully.
"Gomen! Daijoubu desu ka?" Ryou asked worriedly. "I'm so sorry! I won't do it again! I promise! It's just that I was scared! And I was afraid, so I held on to Bakura really tight and didn't want to let go, and then you, and I wasn't holding onto Bakura anymore! And then I thought I was going to fall! And so I grabbed on to you and made YOU fall over, and it was all my fault! I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorr-mmmph!"
Marik kissed the hikari's lips gently, cutting off the other's apologies. He pulled back, smirking at a flushed looking Ryou who was lying on top of him and staring at him dazedly with his chocolate brown eyes.
"Stop apologizing, it wasn't your fault." Marik ordered softly, seeing Ryou about to continue with his strings of regrets.
"Come on you two, get up off the ground so we can go!" Malik whined, while pointing at the ice cream shop in front of him.
Ryou jumped up off of Marik and lent a hand out to help the other up before proceeding to where Malik and Bakura were standing.
"Do you want to eat inside, or eat while taking a walk in the park?" Bakura asked.
"Park!" Malik answered immediately, gaining an odd look from the two yamis. "What?" He blushed. "I like walking in the park.." Bakura shrugged.
"That's fine with me. Let's go inside and get our ice cream stuff." He sauntered up to the building, his lovers behind him.
Soon, the four were walking out with content looks on their faces as they lapped up the sweet treats they held in their hands. Ryou had gotten a small vanilla ice cream cone, and was licking at it delicately, careful not to let any drip, while Malik had a vanilla and chocolate twist. It was slightly larger than the cone Ryou held, and he was eating more sloppily, not really caring that the cold substance was dripping down his hands and arms.
The two yamis that walked next to their hikaris were both eating their ice cream much more messily. The cream was stuck all over their faces, hands, arms, and even in their hair. Ryou and Malik giggled quietly at them and watched as Marik tried to balance his seven scoops of double fudge chocolate ice cream while eating it at the same time.
The four walked and ate quietly, enjoying the peaceful surroundings the park provided them, basking in each other's presence. Nightfall soon came, and the teens treaded carefully back to the parked bikes.
"Are we going home now?" Malik asked curiously, mounting the motorcycle after Marik. Marik shot a glance at Bakura and shook his head.
"Iie, Bakura and I want to take you somewhere else first."
"Where?" Ryou questioned, hesitantly climbing on the bike and wrapping his arms around Bakura.
"It's a surprise." Bakura grinned slyly, starting up the engine and racing down the road. "You'll see when we get there."
Ryou nodded his head against Bakura's back, trusting his dark to keep him safe. He couldn't help but wonder though, where Bakura and Marik wanted to take them. He sighed. Well, he'd find out when they arrived. He wound his arms around his yami tighter. For now, he'd just wait and see what Bakura had in store for him.
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R&R!!!!
Chibi B: Hallo! ^.^ I liiive! XD Sorry there hasn't been any updates in a while. Okay, first of all, I posted the last part of chapter 3 here in case some people didn't read it. I accidentally uploaded this without knowing it, and didn't add this part until later, so, instead of going back to the last chapter and reading the part if you missed it, I decided to be kind to all you lazy folks like me, and post it here! ^_^
Taski: -_-. Moron.
Chibi B: He's just a sore lose since Painful Accusations has FINALLY been updated and someone guessed his evil plot..*glares at Taski*
Another thing is that this chapter is WAY shorter than the last ones. I did this because I have a question for you all. Would you like to:
Have longer chapters, but less frequent updates.
OR
Have shorter chapters (about 1500-3000 words) but more frequent updates.
Truthfully, it doesn't matter to me, but I'm still curious. I've been trying to work on this a lot harder, but I've still been SO busy! . Homecoming is tomorrow, so, I'm hoping that after that it'll be easy going, and I'll actually have some free time to work on my fics, sorry if this chapter was rushed a bit. So, anyways, tell me what you think I should to with this story!
Taski: I think you should TRASH IT!
Chibi B: -_-.. I didn't ask for your opinion.
THANK YOU REVIEWERS! HUGS AND KISSES FOR ALLLL! (Done by Ryou and Bakura of course! ^_^)
Disclaimer: Have you seen any naked Bakuras or Mariks lately? No? Then I defiantly don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!, cause if I did, that would be exactly what you would see..
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Chapter 4
Ryou jumped awake when he heard the blaring noise of the phone ringing. Grumbling to himself, he stumbled into the kitchen and answered it.
"Moshi moshi." He mumbled, stifling a yawn. "Bakura residence."
"Ryou? It's Yugi!"
"Yugi-kun! Konnichiwa!" Ryou's voice brightened. "How are you?"
"I'm fine! You want to come over tonight? We're having a slumber party!"
"Ano..." Ryou peeked out of the kitchen to see the three teens sleeping peacefully. He smiled gently. "I think I'll have to pass on tonight Yugi- kun. Gomen."
"Aw, why?" Ygui asked, saddened.
"Who's on the phone?" Bakura asked gruffly, stalking into the kitchen and plopping down on a chair. Ryou jumped, startled. He mouthed the name Yugi to him before turning his attention back to the phone conversation.
"I just have a lot of work to do at the house, maybe some other time?" Bakura raised an eyebrow in question.
\\What does he want?\\
\He wants me to come over for a sleepover.\
\\Well, why aren't you going?\\ Bakura asked quizzically, Ryou usually jumped at the chance to spend time with the midget and his friends.
\I just, don't feel like going.\ Ryou lied. Truthfully, he really wanted to attend the party, he was rarely able to get out of the house. But, that wouldn't be fair to Malik, Bakura, and Marik, so, he decided he would stay.
\\I can tell you're lying.\\ Bakura stated, crossing his arms and staring at Ryou accusingly. Ryou winced and looked at the floor.
"Ryou? Are you there?" Yugi asked, worried when he didn't get a reply.
"Oh! Gomen Yugi-kun! I - !" He broke off when Bakura snatched the phone out of his hands.
"Ryou is going. So is Malik, Marik and I. If you've got a problem with that then too bad. See you tonight." Bakura hung up and turned back to his hikari, hands on his hips. "Better get ready."
"Nani? Bakura-sama.."
"Malik! Marik! Get your lazy asses up!" Bakura hollered, ignoring Ryou and waltzing into the living room. Ryou blinked at his retreating form, before following after him. Marik groaned on the couch and rolled over, facing away from Bakura. Bakura though, wouldn't take that from the yami and calmly pushed him off the couch.
"Bakura!" Marik shouted, glaring up at him from his position on the floor. The white haired fiend flashed a feral grin at him before going over to wake the sleeping hikari up.
"Malik, koi, wake up." He whispered, gently nudging the boy's side.
"How come he gets a nice wake up call?!" Marik sputtered, still sitting on the carpet.
"Because he deserves it." Bakura retorted before continuing in trying to wake up Malik. The said hikari mumbled incoherently and snuggled further into the cushion. "Malik." Bakura prodded softly. "Come on, open you're beautiful eyes." Malik frowned and crinkled his nose before peering his eyes open blearily at him. He blinked a few times, before yelping and jumping back, surprised at seeing Bakura so close to his face. "Heh, gomen." Bakura apologized guiltily.
"So, what did you wake us up for? I was having a great wet dream you know.." Bakura rolled his eyes at the other dark, ignoring him.
"Get ready, we're going over to the Pharaoh's light's house for a party."
"Nani!?" Marik sputtered. "Why?"
"Because the shrimp wanted Ryou to come, and Ryou said he wasn't going, even though he wanted to, and it was because of us."
"I, I don't want to go." Malik whispered softly, looking at the ground.
"Ano, Bakura-sama. I'd, really rather not go. It isn't fair to Malik and Marik-sama." Ryou interrupted quietly. "I could always go some other time."
"Iie." Bakura shook his head stubbornly. "We're all going. Now, go get ready."
Ryou sighed dejectedly. He didn't want to argue with Bakura, but, he glanced at a rather upset Malik and Marik, it really wasn't fair for them. His eyes started to tear up and he studied the floor, Malik and Marik were sure to hate him now.
"Fine, we'll go." Marik huffed, though he still donned a look of annoyance. Malik nodded too, still looking upset. "Malik will have to borrow some of Ryou's clothes though."
"I don't mind." Ryou said quietly, still avoiding eye contact with everyone. "Come on Malik, let's get dressed." Ryou led Malik upstairs to try on some of his clothes while Bakura and Marik waited downstairs.
"Why are you making us go to the shrimp's place?" Marik whined. "I just wanted to stay here."
"I think it will be better for Ryou and Malik. Ryou misses his friends, though I don't know why, and Malik thinks that they hate him, when most of them really don't. I just think that it would be better if they had time to get away from here and enjoy themselves."
"Hn. Alright, but I still don't like it." Marik pouted. Bakura once again rolled his eyes before sitting down on the cushion chair, waiting patiently for Ryou and Malik to come back down.
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"Gomen nasai Malik-kun." Ryou sniffled, handing Malik a clean shirt to borrow.
"Hm? For what?" Malik grabbed the clothing out of Ryou's hands and pulled it on quickly before struggling out of his pants. Ryou's face turned a faint pinkish color and he turned around, facing away from the sexy blond.
"It's my fault we have to go to Yugi's party. Gomen." Malik gave Ryou an odd look, even though the other couldn't see it.
"Ryou-chan, it isn't the end of the world! It's not like I hate you or anything." Malik assured, pulling on a pair of Bakura's tan leather pants. "You don't think Bakura will get mad that I'm wearing his pants do you?"
"I don't know." Ryou shrugged. "Demo, Malik-kun, I really am sorry."
"Ryou!" Malik rolled his eyes, exasperated. "It's okay! Seriously." He walked over to the depressed hikari and gave him a light peck on his cheek. "Now come on and get dressed." He tossed Ryou another pair of Bakura's leather pants, only these ones were black, and gave him a tight fitting sparkling green long sleeved shirt to go with them.
"Ano, Malik-kun, I'm not sure if I should wear this." Ryou sweatdropped, staring at the clothes uneasily.
"Come on Ryou-chan! You'll look sexy in them!" Malik grinned savagely at Ryou, who was turning as red as a tomato. Ryou sighed heavily and eyed the clothes again warily before shedding his pajamas and slipping them on. Malik decided to be decent and had turned away from Ryou as he was changing, but he still stole a couple of quick looks without the other knowing. "Are you done yet?"
"Hai..Demo.."
"Nan desu ka?"
"You can see my underwear through them!" Ryou squeaked. Malik slapped his hand on his forehead in exasperation.
"You're not supposed to wear anything underneath them!"
"Demo-..."
"Ryou! Just do it!" Ryou sighed but did as he was told. He reviewed his reflection in his dresser mirror and blushed. These clothes were way too tight.
"Are you done now?" Malik asked, tapping his foot impatiently.
"Hai." Ryou mumbled, still blushing. Malik turned around and froze, his jaw dropping. "Nani? Do I have something on my face?" Ryou asked nervously. Malik closed his gaping mouth and licked his now dry lips.
"N-No. You look, you look great Ryou-chan." He stuttered, eyeing the blushing boy up and down.
"Arigatou." Ryou smiled brightly. "You don't look too bad yourself."
"Wait a minute! I've got an idea on how we can get out of going to Yugi's! If you don't mind that is." Malik said quickly.
"Sure." Ryou shrugged. "As long as you're happy."
"Sugoi! Arigatou Ryou-chan!" Malik smiled cheerily before hugging Ryou. "Alright, here's the plan. We'll beg them again into letting us not go to Yugi's!" Ryou blinked up at him curiously, not really comprehending what Malik was saying. Seeing the confused look Ryou was giving him, he tried explaining once again. "Think of it this way, with these clothes, and a little puppy dog eyes, they'll have to change their minds. Maybe we could even try to talk them into going out on a date with us instead of going over to the sleepover, besides, you have to admit a date sounds really nice right now."
"Hai." Ryou admitted shyly. "Alright, I'll do it." Malik smirked and kissed Ryou's forehead lightly before taking the other's hand and leading him down the stairs. Peeking his head around the corner of the living room, he saw Bakura sitting casually in the cushion chair and Marik sprawled face down on the couch, his feet hanging over the edge.
"Bakura?" Malik called, not stepping out fully from behind the wall. Bakura glanced up at him questionably. "Ano, you don't mind if Ryou and I borrowed some of your clothes do you?"
"Iie, I don't care." Bakura waved his hand dismissively. "Now come on, we don't want to be late."
"Well, Bakura, we were wondering." Malik stepped out from the corner, revealing his outfit and sauntering up to Bakura. "Can't we just skip going to Yugi's and go on a date instead?"
Bakura's jaw dropped, not really listening to what Malik was saying. Malik looked damn sexy in those pants. He heard a small gasp and figured that Marik was thinking the same thing. He looked past Malik and saw Ryou still hiding behind the wall, blushing lightly.
"Bakura?" Malik asked, staring at him weirdly. "Daijoubu desu ka?"
"D-Daijoubu." Bakura swallowed thickly. "Now, what was it you wanted?"
"Let's go on a date tonight instead! Onegai?" Malik's lower lip trembled, his eyes going big and watery. He turned around and glanced at Ryou. "Pssst! A little help?" He whispered before turning back around and giving Bakura his puppy dog face. Ryou stepped out shyly, staring at the ground and fidgeting slightly. Marik and Bakura both began to drool at him, which made Ryou even more uncomfortable. Taking a deep breath, Ryou looked up at the two yamis and put on his best begging face.
"Can we PLEASE go out together tonight Bakura-sama? Onegai?" There was a collective moment of silence before..
"Of course we can!!!" Marik yelled, startling everyone as he leapt off the couch and grasped onto Malik. "Isn't that right Kura-chan?" Bakura silently bristled at the nickname and looked at the two pleading hikaris. Sighing, he nodded in defeat.
"Alright, we'll all go out tonight."
"Sugoi!" Ryou and Malik cried out at the same time, Malik's voice sounding a little strained as Marik hugged him tighter.
"Ano, you can let go of me now." Malik mumbled, his face turning pinkish as his yami began to nuzzle against his neck.
"Hmmm..Iie." Marik purred, planting light kisses on the exposed flesh. "You should wear Bakura's clothes more often."
"I-I'll keep that in mind." He stuttered before snuggling into the other's embrace. Ryou watched the two happily before turning his attention to his own yami as the other walked up to him.
"You're not disappointed about not going to the party?" Bakura asked. He lifted his hand and fingered a lock of Ryou's soft white hair.
"Iie, I'm not upset at all. I'd," he paused, face flushed. "I'd rather go out together anyways." Bakura smiled softly at him, placing his palm on the teens face. Ryou leaned into the gentle touch, closing his eyes in contentment.
"Ready?" Marik asked, shocking Ryou and Bakura. Suddenly Ryou jumped up, hands flying to his mouth.
"Oh dear, I should call Yugi and tell him I can't make it tonight!" He rushed into the kitchen and dialed Yugi's number, explaining to him the change of plans. "Okay, I'm ready now." Ryou smiled.
"Er, Ryou-chan? Where exactly are we going?" Malik asked. Ryou sweatdropped.
"I don't know..."
"Let's go out for that cold cream stuff!" Marik shouted happily.
"Cold, cream stuff?" Ryou asked quizzically, not understanding what the yami was referring to.
"He means ice cream." Malik translated.
"Oh! That's a great idea! There's an ice cream shop located near the park!" Ryou smiled. "We can walk if you want.."
"Iie! We're going to take our motorbikes!" Marik said firmly. "I'll take Malik, Bakura, you take Ryou." Ryou, at the mention of the cycles, paled considerably. Sensing his hikari's sudden mood change, Bakura held the other's hand reassuringly.
"Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you." He smiled. Ryou gave an uneasy smile back and nodded, still sort of unsure.
"If you insist." He complied, following the three outside.
Marik hopped onto his bike, Malik following immediately, not afraid of the vehicles at all. In fact, Malik rather enjoyed the rare times his yami let him ride the bike. Bakura pulled his out of the garage and also took out two helmets. He gave one to Malik, and one to Ryou.
"Aren't you going to wear one?" Ryou asked concernedly. Bakura shook his head.
"I'm a spirit, I can't die unless you do or if the ring is somehow destroyed."
"But you could get hurt!" Ryou protested. He didn't want to see Bakura get injured if they got into an accident. Bakura grinned at Ryou, patting his head softly.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine." He jumped onto his motorcycle and started it up, which made Ryou start in surprise. He put his helmet on quickly and looked at the bike hesitantly once more before hopping on behind Bakura. "Now, wrap your hands around my waist, and hold on tightly, okay?" Bakura instructed. Ryou blushed but did as he was told.
Before he knew it they were racing down the street, Malik and Marik not far behind. He squealed and tightened his grip on Bakura's waist, shutting his eyes tightly. He heard Bakura chuckle softly at his actions, but ignored it, concentrating on keeping his hold on Bakura firm.
"Hey Ryou! Where is this place again?" Bakura shouted over the noise of the engine and the wind blowing past them. Ryou squeaked and opened his mouth, but was unable to form words. He was frightened out of his mind.
\\Ryou?\\
\H-H-Hai?\
\\...Daijoubu desk ka?\\
\H-Hai.\
\\If you say so.. Now, where is this place you were talking about again?\\
Ryou sent his other half direction through the link, too scared to explain out loud. Finally, they pulled up to their destination. (not soon enough for Ryou though..^^;) Marik and Malik quickly parked their bike and leapt off, walking over to where Bakura and Ryou were. Bakura had also parked his motorcycle, and was currently trying to help Ryou unwrap his arms from around his waist.
"Come on Ryou, we're not moving anymore." Bakura reasoned softly. Ryou just squeaked and held onto his other half tighter, burying his head into Bakura's back.
"G-Gomen nasai! Demo, I just can't seem to control myself!" (Taski: That sounds SO wrong... Chibi B: -_-; Shut up..) Bakura sighed exasperatedly and looked over at the two blonde teens for help. Malik giggled at Ryou's actions and let his yami try to help the white haired hikari get off the bike.
"Ryou?" Marik prodded gently, putting a hand on the other's shoulder. "It's all right now, you're not moving anymore, see?" Ryou peeked out from Bakura's back before burying right back in. Sighing, Marik wrapped his arms around Ryou's waist and pried off the light's arms that were wound around Bakura. Ryou gave a tiny shriek and grasped onto Marik tightly, encircling his legs around the yami's hips, which caused Marik to trip and fall backwards with a yell.
Marik winced when his back hit the pavement, holding Ryou to his chest so the boy wouldn't get seriously injured from the fall. He smiled up at Ryou who was looking down at him tearfully.
"Gomen! Daijoubu desu ka?" Ryou asked worriedly. "I'm so sorry! I won't do it again! I promise! It's just that I was scared! And I was afraid, so I held on to Bakura really tight and didn't want to let go, and then you, and I wasn't holding onto Bakura anymore! And then I thought I was going to fall! And so I grabbed on to you and made YOU fall over, and it was all my fault! I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorr-mmmph!"
Marik kissed the hikari's lips gently, cutting off the other's apologies. He pulled back, smirking at a flushed looking Ryou who was lying on top of him and staring at him dazedly with his chocolate brown eyes.
"Stop apologizing, it wasn't your fault." Marik ordered softly, seeing Ryou about to continue with his strings of regrets.
"Come on you two, get up off the ground so we can go!" Malik whined, while pointing at the ice cream shop in front of him.
Ryou jumped up off of Marik and lent a hand out to help the other up before proceeding to where Malik and Bakura were standing.
"Do you want to eat inside, or eat while taking a walk in the park?" Bakura asked.
"Park!" Malik answered immediately, gaining an odd look from the two yamis. "What?" He blushed. "I like walking in the park.." Bakura shrugged.
"That's fine with me. Let's go inside and get our ice cream stuff." He sauntered up to the building, his lovers behind him.
Soon, the four were walking out with content looks on their faces as they lapped up the sweet treats they held in their hands. Ryou had gotten a small vanilla ice cream cone, and was licking at it delicately, careful not to let any drip, while Malik had a vanilla and chocolate twist. It was slightly larger than the cone Ryou held, and he was eating more sloppily, not really caring that the cold substance was dripping down his hands and arms.
The two yamis that walked next to their hikaris were both eating their ice cream much more messily. The cream was stuck all over their faces, hands, arms, and even in their hair. Ryou and Malik giggled quietly at them and watched as Marik tried to balance his seven scoops of double fudge chocolate ice cream while eating it at the same time.
The four walked and ate quietly, enjoying the peaceful surroundings the park provided them, basking in each other's presence. Nightfall soon came, and the teens treaded carefully back to the parked bikes.
"Are we going home now?" Malik asked curiously, mounting the motorcycle after Marik. Marik shot a glance at Bakura and shook his head.
"Iie, Bakura and I want to take you somewhere else first."
"Where?" Ryou questioned, hesitantly climbing on the bike and wrapping his arms around Bakura.
"It's a surprise." Bakura grinned slyly, starting up the engine and racing down the road. "You'll see when we get there."
Ryou nodded his head against Bakura's back, trusting his dark to keep him safe. He couldn't help but wonder though, where Bakura and Marik wanted to take them. He sighed. Well, he'd find out when they arrived. He wound his arms around his yami tighter. For now, he'd just wait and see what Bakura had in store for him.
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R&R!!!!