Waking Dreams
Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh.
Now that all that is out of the way… welcome! This is my latest little story… well it's not so much a story I will be working on non-stop. It's a collection of shipping stories that I'll update every time I get the inspiration. All your favourite ships will hopefully, eventually, end up here. I want people to review and tell me what ship they want up next. These are more silly romance tales than smutty erotica type stuff, but there are hints at making out/sex. Now, on with the show!
The first ship up is prettyshipping. I made that name up, because I couldn't find a ship for it anywhere. Ryou X Malik X Duke. I don't consider myself to be very good at romance so forgive me!
It was a perfect summer day. The sun shone brightly down upon a calm ocean bay. The deep blue water lapped gently at the shore and the sides of luxury boats as they glided smoothly along out to sea. A small, rickety wooden pier poked out a few metres into the water.
A soft thump thump thump of footsteps echoed out across the water as a small boy made his way slowly and gracefully along the pier. His porcelain pale skin glowed under the warm summer sun, and little rivers of ocean water trickled down his bare arms and legs. His long white hair was damp, little droplets of water falling from his locks and landing silently on the wooden slats beneath his feet. He wore a white shirt, soaked through and transparent, showing off more of his flawless skin. The wet material clung to his supple frame, showing off every curve and crease of his muscular torso. Other than that he wore nothing more save for some dry boxers he had pulled on after taking his morning dip in the cool bay water.
Ryou Bakura reached the end of the pier and looked down curiously. Tied to one of the wooden poles was a small, luxurious yacht. It was the palest blue, with snow-white sails. Standing at the wheel, with a full champagne flute in hand, was a blonde haired boy wearing a sailor hat and sailor shirt. On his feet where matching blue and white thongs. Black board shorts hanging loosely around his hips were the only material on the yacht not matching the unspoken blue-and-white code.
"Malik!" Ryou called gently. His friend looked up and smiled. "What are you doing?"
"I have… borrowed Kaiba's yacht to sail in," Malik smirked.
Ryou laughed. "Well you're certainly dressed for it."
"You know what they say about sailors…" Malik winked. "Come aboard." He stretched his tanned hand out to his friend, who took it happily and hopped into the yacht. Malik then handed him the flute full of sparkling champagne. "You can drink this. I can't drink and drive, and I intend to sail this little beauty around the bay."
Ryou laughed and took the cool drink gratefully. Malik threw the constricting rope off of the yacht and steered it carefully into the beautifully calm water of the bay. Only a few metres out they chanced upon someone bobbing serenely in the water. His raven black hair had been let out of its usual ponytail and was wafting around his face in the water, whilst Duke tilted his head back and enjoy the warm, silent atmosphere.
"Ahoy!" Malik yelled, making him jump. Duke spun around in the water, sparkling beads of water flying from his hair and plinking back down into the sea. He didn't say a word, but smiled hugely and waved to the blonde and the albino, leaning over the railing of the boat to see him better. Malik threw a lifeguard ring to his friend in the water. "Climb aboard, Devlin!"
Duke happily grabbed the floating device and allowed his friends to haul him on board. He stood straight and tall, wringing out his black hair and winking at the other two. "Anyone got some clothes to spare for the skinny-dipper?" he asked, not at all ashamed or embarrassed by his naked form.
"Nup," Malik said, watching the bay water as he steered the boat along. "Go naked. Feel the breeze…"
Ryou laughed and handed Duke a fluffy white towel, with a small KC logo embroidered on the corner. "Here Duke."
"Tah Ryou." Duke wrapped the towel around himself and strutted casually over to Malik with Ryou by his side. They stood, one either side of the blonde, and wrapped their arms around him affectionately. "Where are we going…?"
"It's a surprise," Malik whispered softly, guiding the boat the entire time towards their destination.
And so the three boys stood there, wrapped in their tender embrace, watching the shore drift by in the distance, winding on for eternity like a golden path to paradise, occasionally exchanging loving kisses and taunts, until the sun began to set and turned the entire bay into an exotic delight of glowing pinks and soft oranges. Finally Malik steered the boat towards the shore, and with a slight bump it slid up onto the beach and sunk into the sand, sitting there like a beached whale waiting to be pushed back out to sea, and freedom.
"Follow me," he instructed, leading his friends off the boat onto the warm sand. He sat them down with an extraordinary view of the entire bay, and the golden sunset, and dug a hole. Duke and Ryou watched curiously as their friend disappeared into a large group of trees far behind them, and returned with an armful of twigs. Finally they understood, and helped him arrange his kindling in the hole in the ground. No sooner had they sat back than there was a whoosh, and the small pile of sticks went up in flames. Malik had created their own little camping ground, and they could stay there all night.
Malik sat back and wrapped an arm around each of his friends. "How's that? We can stay here all night long."
Ryou sighed. "I'd rather stay here forever."
Yeah, that was a corny ending but I didn't know quite how else to do it. I have the next three chapters written (in my head) so if you review and ask for a certain ship PLEASE BE PATIENT! Thankyou, I love you all.