JC: Ok, here we go.
Bou: Are we going?
JC: Yep. Going we are.
Thomas: And for starters we have an important message!
IMPORTANT MESSAGE!!!!! REALLY, I MEAN IT! READ THIS FIRST!!!!
This is the sequel to my story "All in the Pout". If you haven't read that, go do so now before reading this. And leave a review. Then, read my other stuff. I love to know people actually read what I put up
JC: Yeah..so do that.
Thomas: And next...
Disclaimer: Bou: We don't own Yugioh or anything else really. However, we do own the idea for this story, and it's predecessor.
JC: That's right! So don't steal it and claim it to be yours..which brings up to our next order of buisness
ARCHIVE!: JC: If you want to put this on your web page, feel free. But, you must do three things first. 1. Email me or let me know in someway 2. put my name by it somewhere, so people know I wrote it 3. give me the address of the page(which you could include in the notification you give me in step 1).
Thomas: Now everyone can have it on their page
JC: Why would anyone want to anyway?
Thomas: You never know.
JC: riight...but we should warn them first, before they put it on their child safe page.
Warning: Thomas: No, this isn't a child safe story. It has cussing and yaoi. You know..guy/guy stuff.
JC: Um..and last...
Pairings: Bou: The story is mainly Seto/Jou. However, there is none of that in this chapter. We'll get to it next chapter. There are some other minor pairings that I don't feel like listing, some slight Jou/Bakura Jou/Ryou and Ryou/Bakura in this chapter.... Also, if you want to suggest any pairings, we will be glad to see about adding them in
JC: So..yeah. That's all. Enjoy the story.
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All In The Date
Chapter 1:
Being Locked In The Closet
It was chilly day and a slight breeze caressed the faces of pedestrians. It was actually a rather warm day for the beginning of February. Lately it had been warmer than usually, but most people wrote it off as global warming(or something along those lines) and went back to their busy lives. Ryou lay in his room watching the breeze ruffle the leaves through his window. Deciding that he was in no mood to dig up his jacket and not having anything particular to do outside anyway, Ryou opted to stay inside for the day. Earlier, in the morning, he had occupied himself cleaning his room and the rest of his house. Of course, he first locked Bakura in the closet by luring him with a box of twinkies, knowing he would get nothing down with the spirit running around breaking things and causing his usual mayhem. Now the house was sparkling and the poor white-haired boy couldn't find a dirt spot to save his life. With that done he resorted to laying around in a lazy, bored manner, forgetting completely about Bakura in the closet—and the fact that he had been in there for hours and hours. This had worked out okay at first since Ryou usually didn't have time just to be useless but after a few hours it got old. He was starting to think that the silence was driving him crazy because he had been hearing thumping noises for the longest time. He knew no one else was in the house. His dad was away at an archeological dig after all. Sitting up, he listened closely to where the noise was coming from. He stood and followed it across his room, out the door, and to the hallway closet.
Thump! Thump! Bam! Thump!
Ryou stared at the door, his eyes wide. There was something in his closet! Reaching a tentative hand out, he grasped the handle and pulled the closet door open.
"Yami!!" Ryou exclaimed in surprise when he saw what lay inside the closet. Twinkies were strewn across the floor all in variously damaged conditions, some with their middles cut open, other stepped on, and even a few with their filling drained as if bitten by a vampire. Several were even pinned to the walls with knives. Creepy and disgusting messages were written across the walls in twinkie filling. In the middle of all this sat Bakura, his face covered in white filling and his clothes covered in crumbs, looking completely psychotic.
Ryou felt his eye twitch slightly. Then he exploded.
Ryou couldn't stop laughing. It was the funniest thing he had ever seen in his life. Bakura blinked at his light in confusion, looking completely innocent—or at least as innocent as a psycho could look—and adorable. Unable to stand anymore, Ryou fell onto his butt, grasping his sides tightly as his laughter was fueled by Bakura's face. Bakura frowned slightly, regaining his composure after the surprise of Ryou opening the door then bursting into laughter, and licked some twinkie filling off his finger. The then offered his hand towards Ryou.
"Want some?" Bakura questioned. Ryou giggled slightly and then ceased his crazed laughter. He grabbed hold of Bakura's hand, then yanked the taller teen so he was pulled form inside the closet and now lay sprawled out on the hallway floor. With one last slight chuckle, Ryou lifted Bakura's hand to his mouth and began licking away at the filling.
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Bakura lay face down in the hall. He hadn't moved since being pulled out of the closet, except for turning over from his stomach onto his back and back, which he did repeatedly, and having rolled a bit while wrestling with his Light. His face and hands were now clean of twinkie "blood" since Ryou and he had licked it all off. Ryou lay next to him, his brown eyes closed in what was close to sleep. A thick silence had settled over the two, and though Ryou thought it was rather comfortable, Bakura was restless and annoyed. He wasn't the type who liked to just lay around. He would much rather be active than stationary.
"Liiiiight" Bakura whined. Ryou cracked a chocolate orb open slightly and fixed it on his Yami.
"Yes...?" Ryou asked sleepily. He had finally found himself able to sleep. It was much later than before and the sun would be setting soon. Ryou had spent a hard day cleaning and then wrestling with Bakura after he was out of the closet, now he just wanted a nap.
"I am bored. I demand you find me entertainment." Bakura declared, fixing a stare on Ryou. The white-haired boy closed his eye again.
"Go outside..play with your little friends or whatever...." Ryou murmured. Bakura glared at him slightly.
"My "little friends" are your little friends too, and you know damn well that they are all busy today cleaning mummies or whatever it is that goes on at Isis' museum. Why they all would volunteer to help out there, is beyond me. Sometimes times I must really question our choice of friends." Bakura shook his head.
"Go help them then..." Ryou muttered, turning onto his side so he wasn't facing his Yami anymore. Bakura growled and mumbled about dusty old crap.
"Ok, if you don't want to so much then go to sleep. We have school tomorrow and you'll see the others there. Then you can have them all to yourself, no Isis to steal them away." the shorter boy explained to his twin, hopping to it would make sense to him and he would shut up. Ryou really, really wanted to sleep.
"All to myself...?" Bakura twitched slightly as he thought about it. He knew he had heard that before...it struck something familiar in him. It had to do with something he had forgotten. Something to do with his friends—one of them in particular.
"That's it!" Bakura cried, jumping up in glee. Ryou was too tired to even get a response out to that. Bakura did a short jig in the hall then bent down to give Ryou a big hug.
"Thank you very much dear Light. I had forgotten about your promise!" Bakura exclaimed, squeezing the other tightly. After a moment he let the boy drop back onto the ground and race out the door, yelling something planning and having it, whatever it was, all to himself. The oddity of the whole situation was lost to Ryou as he was already falling into a deep sleep.
000
It had been a very long day. One would think that the last day of a long break before school started again the students would all lay around, being as lazy as possible to make up for the work they would soon have to do. However, Jou did not seem to go with this idea. He had spent the entire day, from 6:00am to 9:30pm, helping The Ishtars clean and renovate the museum. He did everything from dusting off dead people to lugging them across the room along with various other heavy artefacts. Oh yes, it was tiring but as is the work of a noble man, and Jou defiantly considered himself noble(not to mention he was pretty damn sure he was a man, you just seemed to know these things about yourself). Now, all that the blond wanted to do was curl up and never move again. Jou plunked noisily down onto his bed and glanced at the digital alarm clock across the room. He had strategically placed it there so that he would have to actually get up to turn it off, thus waking him more efficiently. The red numbers declared 10:33. I had taken Jou around an hour to get home so this made sense to him. The teen click off the light on his desk—just reachable from his bed if he sat upright—casting his room into darkness. Snuggling into his bed he pulled the covers tight around him and was soon dozing peacefully.
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Large brown eyes narrowed to slits and they gazed through the window. The person struggled to see what was inside, though it was pitch black except for the faint red glow of an alarm clock. Pushing white strands of loose hair out of his face, the shadowed figure shifted positions in the tree he stood in, trying to get a better view. Sighing, the man finally gave up trying to see into the house straight in front of him. He pushed more white hair out of his face, crouched low on the branch, the sprung himself off towards the window. He managed to grab a hold of the ledge, barely wide enough for you to fit one of your feet on but long enough for two people to stand though slightly cramped. The figure pulled himself up, balancing preciously on the ledge, and silently pried the window open. He slid inside and then pulled the window shut once more, all noiselessly. Tiptoeing across the room—and dodging the various objects strewn across the floor to the best of his ability—the figure got himself to the edge of a bed. He peered down at the blond laying there, curled up, body only half covered by the blanket, looking peaceful and angelic. Bending down slowly, he stooped over the boy. A pale hand covered pink lips and amber eyes shot wide open.
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Jou panicked. He could feel the cold flesh pressing over his mouth, keeping him from screaming. His eyes darted around the room and he immediately noticed the shadowed man leaning over him. He attempted to thwack the man a good one, but as soon as he began to struggle and thrash his body a knee pressed down on his chest hard, preventing him from moving. Jou watched with wide fearful eyes as the figure moved its hand to his desk and....flicked on the light. Jou blinked repeatedly, adjusting his eyes to the sudden flood of light. The blond squinted at the man in front of him, his eyes widening slowly as they got more used to the light. Once he was finally able to see clearing, the blond let out a scream. It was muffled by a pale hand which was removed as soon as the scream stopped.
"Bakura!" the blond yelped. The white-haired boy grinned down at him, showing off slight fangs.
"Who else?" he asked. Jou blinked, utterly confused.
"Why are you in my house at.." the blond paused to glance at the clock, "12:02 a.m.?" Bakura pressed his fingers to his lips in the silence sign.
"Try to keep it down. We don't want to be waking people up." Bakura explained. Jou nodded, then repeated his earlier question, this time in a whisper.
"You're mine for today." Bakura explained shortly. Jou raised an eyebrow in question. Bakura sighed and rolled his eyes, but chose to explain again for the blond's sake.
"You're mine all day. 12:00 is when today starts, so I am here to pick you up. You are going to stay with me all day and do as I tell you." Bakura elaborated. Jou still looked confused.
"O....kay.." he agreed. Bakura grabbed the blond and yanked him out of bed.
"Just forget the reason—forget everything, don't even think about it—and get dressed. Then we can go." Bakura sighed. Jou looked dubious but did as told. After he had pulled on his school uniform, Bakura dragged him to the window and out they went. Bakura sauntered down the dark streets and Jou followed after him, deciding that his friends were very weird but, despite that, fun—in an unpredictable way.
000
"Damned tomb robber! Give me back my wallet!!" Yami cried, his arm flailing out to the side, narrowly missing Yugi's face. Yugi 'eeped' loudly and ducked to the side to avoid being hit by any other limbs.
"Yaaami!" he whined "You have to wake up. We're going to be late for school." The sleeping form of Yami rolled over in response, pressing his body into the bed.
"My wallet..." the taller boy mumbled. Yugi glared slightly at his sleeping twin.
"You don't even own a wallet!" he exclaimed. Yami didn't appear to hear him. Yugi jumped onto the others bed and began shaking him.
"Wake up! Up, up. Come on. Get up! We have school today, no sleeping in." Yugi began shaking the spirit harder. He received another mumble in reply. Glaring at his yami, Yugi got off the bed.
"Well, I'm not going to be late because of you!" Yugi exclaimed, spitting out the last word as if it were something particularly distasteful. Yugi spun around and stomped over to the door, opening it and stepping half way out. He paused for a moment and turned back towards his darker half.
"And I'm still mad about you hitting on Jou!!!" Yugi called before stepping the rest of the way out and slamming the door behind him. Yami shifted in the bed again.
"Jou..." he murmured, and his dreams began to take a new direction. The blond's bright face began to form before Yami, soon followed by the rest of his body. The spirit shifted a final time, getting completely comfortable as he dreamed away of his favorite blond.
000
"Freedom!!!!!!"
"Come back here!"
"NEVER!!" Jou exclaimed as he raced across the field. He broke in maniacal laughter as he ran, making his way to sweet freedom. Soon he would be out of here and......
THUMP!
Bakura tackled Jou to the ground. The blond's crazed laughter ceased immediately.
"You can't escape from me!" Bakura cried, then took up the laughter where Jou had left off.
"Crazy..." muttered, glaring down at the ground "I was so close." Bakura smirked and stooped over Jou enough so he could turn the blond around onto his back before plopping down on top of him again. He grinned evilly down at his friend.
"You aren't going to get away from this. You're stuck with me for the entire day." Bakura laughed, reaching his hand up to Jou's hair and entwining his fingers in the silky golden locks, petting it in an affectionate way. Jou pouted slightly, but leaned into his friend's touch none the less.
"Why are all my friends evil?" Jou wondered aloud.
"All your friends? When did I become evil? Or am I just not counted as your friend?" a cheerful voice chirped from behind them. Turning in unison, the two boys spotted Ryou, grinning happily. The white haired boy edged around them till he was at their side. He stared down at the two below him, amusement evident on his face.
"You! You're the worst of them all!!" Jou exclaimed, pointing a finger accusingly at Ryou. The boy blinked in surprise.
"Me?" he asked incredulously.
"Yes, you!! You're the one who promised me to this–psycho!" Jou huffed. Bakura pretended to look hurt.
"Psycho?" he asked, messaging the blond's scalp gently "Is that really what you think?" Jou only purred in response and leaned closer to Bakura's hand. Ryou frowned down at the two for a moment.
"But really, what did you mean, promising you to my yami?" Ryou asked, regaining the others' attention.
"Don't you remember?" Jou asked. Ryou shook his head.
"I haven't the faintest idea what you're talking about." Ryou assured him. Bakura sighed.
"Does that mean we have to explain it? I had a hard enough time getting Jou to remember." Bakura muttered. Jou pouted.
"I'll have you know I was suppressing that! Their horrible memories filled with fear and underwear." Jou sniffed. Bakura petted Jou's head in an apology. Ryou just blinked at them.
"Now I'm really confused...." he admitted. Jou sighed.
"Ok, it happened like this..." Jou began "We were.."
"No, that's wrong!" Bakura exclaimed, interrupting Jou.
"How could it be wrong? I haven't even started yet!" Jou cried indignantly. Bakura smirked.
"It was just wrong. I know these things!" Bakura declared. Jou decided to sulk quietly and let Bakura tell the story.
"Now, I really happened like this.."
FLASHBACK
"Let him go." Bakura hissed, tugging on Jou.
"Make me!" Honda replied, also pulling Jou. The two boys glared daggers at each other, playing tug-o-war with the poor blonde.
"I'll give you my lighter if you let him go." Honda offered after a particularly hard tug on Bakura's part.
"I don't want a lighter, I want Jou!" Bakura snapped "Now unhand him!" Honda shook his head and pulled as hard as he could on his friend's arm. Jou whimper as the two boys attempted to rip him in two. It was about now that Ryou decided to end this.
"CUT IT THE HELL OUT!" the white haired boy screeched. Bakura and Honda stopped what they were doing, each dropping one of Jou's arms. Ryou fixed the two teens with his scariest glare.
"Bakura, you are gonna have to go to the lab without Jou. We need him right now to prove I was right. Tomorrow you can have him all to yourself.
FLASHBACK
"Then you called Honda an idiot and made me go away." Bakura finished "See Pet, wasn't that good?" Bakura turned to looked down at Jou, who was still sulking. Jou refused to look at Bakura and instead stared off to the side.
"Aww pretty, don't act like that." Bakura cried "I'm sorry I interrupted you." Jou turned slightly and looked at Bakura and the spirit thought he had been forgiven but the blond snapped his head away again and pouted. Meanwhile, Ryou had been scrounging up all his memories that the day he had promised Jou to Bakura.
"I remember now!" Ryou exclaimed, then glared down at Jou "You have no right to be mad at me. I saved you from being ripped in half!!" Bakura nodded in agreement. Jou, however, was refusing to look at either of them. Bakura once more buried his fingers in Jou's soft hair and massaged the shorter boy's scalp.
"Jou, please don't be that way.." Bakura whispered, leaning down so his breath ghosted over Jou's ears "You know we love you, right?" Jou looked up at the spirit slightly, his pout in place.
"Yeah.." he murmured.
"Good." Bakura sighed, nuzzling his cheek against Jou's. Jou sighed and allowed Bakura to cuddle him in his attempt to make him feel better. It wasn't often Bakura got cuddly and he would sure as hell never admit to doing it.
"You guys.." Ryou said, trying to get their attention. He didn't like the fact that they were ignoring him and he wasn't fond of all the cuddling going on. Ryou looked away from the two and glared down at his watch.
"You know..the bell will probably ring any.." Ryou was cut off as a loud bell rang out across the school field. Bakura sat up slightly.
"Oh yeah....I forgot we were a school..." Jou exclaimed. Bakura stood up and then pulled Jou up after him.
"We better get to home room." Ryou called, hurrying off towards the building, not waiting for Bakura or Jou. The two boys exchanged a glance then followed after Ryou. The three hurried inside and down the many halls. Ryou stopped in front of a particular turn down a hall.
"Ok, well me and Jou will see you later." Ryou grinned at his Yami and grabbed Jou's hand, attempting to pull him down the hall to the right. Ryou was jerked back by another force holding onto Jou.
"Nuh-uh!" Bakura disagreed, wagging his finger at his light half "I get Jou for the entire day, that counts during classes, so he has to come to home room with me."
"But he doesn't have home room with you, he has it with me!" Ryou exclaimed. Bakura shook his head.
"Not today." the spirit replied simply, then dragged Jou down the hall to the left. Ryou stood in-between the two halls for a minute, contemplating the situation.
"They are going to cause a lot of trouble...I just know it.." Ryou muttered, before taking off towards his class, lest he be late.
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an: Well, it's over. I'm not sure if I like it as much as "All in the Pout" but..meh. If the sequel has displeased you so far, let me know. I'm always happy to improve my writing in anyway and criticism would be accepted. I have no idea how long it will take for me to update..maybe a couple of days or maybe a month. Never know. Anyway everyone, you know the drill. Please review and make me feel better about myself. I have no self esteem.
Oh, and no "thank you for reviewing" section. The reviews to the last chapter of "All in the Pout" are posted at the end of my story "A Broken Heart for Christmas". Go there to find them. Also, rea the story..I only got one review and I thought it was a good story. I'm losing faith in my writing ability.
Thank you and goodbye, until I update.