Misao: I'm glad people like the story so far! Thank you everyone who reviewed! It's 10:00 at night; I'm bored, and have been eating lots of sugar and chocolate for the past hour. Not a good combination! So, I decided to work on this story some more, since I'm in Hyper-Bored-but-too-damn-tired-to-do-anything-besides-sit-on-my-ass-mode, I decided this would cure my boredom. And hopefully yours too. Being bored, hyper and tired at the same time...is very dangerous... it screws your mind up... Once again, this is in Yami's P.O.V...
Warnings: Yaoi (guy/guy relationships), foul language, and major mood swings. This chapter changes moods so fast it could make your head spin /
Doom and Demise
Chapter 3
Well, it was a new day to wreck havoc upon the unsuspecting world! I must say that I don't really like getting up early, but it was a small price to pay. I am currently sitting on the couch, fully clothed in my usual leather attire. I love my leather, I really do, and I don't see why people feel the need to comment about it. It's not bothering them. Sure, it might make them stare at me, because I am incredibly hot in my leather, but they'll all get over it.
Anyways, I'm off topic, as I was saying... I'm sitting here, watching my hikari run back and forth through the house because he's going to be late for school, yelling something about his alarm clock not going off. He runs back into the living room and towards the door, grabbing his book bag before turning to me, "Now Yami, promise me you won't cause any trouble today." He says, staring at me pleadingly with those large purple eyes of his. Damn, I hate when he does that; it makes me feel guilty. I hate feeling guilty.
"I promise aibou." I tell him. He nods, then he's out the door. I smirk once he's gone. I wasn't lying to him; I wasn't going to cause any trouble. Bakura and Marik were the experts at it, I'm just, tagging along and 'unintentionally' getting involved. Yes, that's it. No one needs to know otherwise.
I glance at the clock. Bakura said to meet them at Marik's house, since it's closest to the school, the same time as yesterday. That was around 11:00, since it was so close to lunch time.. What to do for the next few hours. Glancing around, I see absolutely nothing worth my attention, so I lay back on the couch. I could just take a small nap until then.
Holy shit I'm late! I can't believe it! I knew I shouldn't have gone to sleep! Dammit. What if they didn't wait up for me? Marik and Bakura weren't exactly known for their patience. I could always meet up with them at the school, but still, point being I don't want to feel stupid being left behind because I fell asleep! Luckily though, I'm only about 10 minutes late, not too bad. I make a sharp turn to the street Malik's house was on, and what I see makes me stop and stare in shock.
Marik had Bakura pushed up against the side of the house, his body pressed against the white haired tomb robbers, one arm wrapped firmly around his waist, while the other was tangled in the tomb robbers hair, and he had him locked in what looked like an almost painful kiss.
I guess Bakura's Millennium Ring detected the puzzle, because when he broke away from Marik, he immediately looked in my direction, were I was still standing there staring at them, "Hey pharaoh, your late." Bakura said to me, putting a hand to Marik's chest to push him off enough so that he could move away from were he had been trapped between the wall and the yami.
I snapped out of it when I heard him, "Oh, yeah, about that. That's not my fault." I said. He raised an eyebrow at me.
"Well, it couldn't be your hikari's fault seeing as he's at school and you were the only one at the game shop." He said. And how does he know that? For all he knows, Yuugi's grandfather could have needed my help, even though he was away, but the tomb robber doesn't know that.
"The alarm clock broke." It wasn't a complete lie. Yuugi's alarm clock broke, so in the end there was a broken alarm clock. I wasn't about to tell them I fell asleep.
Marik walked up behind Bakura and wrapped his arms around the thief's waist, pulling him against his chest while he rested his chin on Bakura's shoulder, "That, pharaoh, is why you shouldn't bother with modern technology. It may look pretty, and it may look like it's all high-tech and shit, but it's just crap." He then started nuzzling Bakura's neck.
Bakura seemed to melt back into Marik, his eyes closing as he turned his head slightly to the side to give the other yami better access to his neck. Marik immediately starts to lick and bite at his neck, and I can see, even from were I'm standing, old bite marks on his neck, and the new ones along with a few bruises starting to form, looks kind of painful, but then again this was Bakura and Marik, they had a thing for pain. They were probably all into the S & M stuff... Ok, watching this is making me feel... Uncomfortable. Since when were those two together anyways? They weren't acting like that yesterday. Heh, oh well, not like it's any of my business, "So, what are we doing today?" I asked.
Bakura opened his eyes and blinked at me for a moment before shrugging, "We don't plan these things out." He says, "We just go with our brilliant plans as they come. It's so much more fun then planning out our actions, besides, that kind of ruins the excitement of it," He then pulls away from Marik, who doesn't seem to happy about it at all, "Come on, lets go." He then turns and walks in the direction of the school, I notice Marik crossing his arms and pouting slightly as he followed his white-haired lover. I think he's mad I ruined his fun, wait, I take that back, I know he's mad I ruined his fun. He'll get over it though. Because I really don't think the front lawn is the right place for that sort of thing.
We reached the school grounds in no time at all, heading strait for the spot we met at last time, I thought we were going to go strait into the school, since it was almost lunch time and all, but I guess they had other plans.
"Since our hikari's will be sure to look out for us, we'll wait until lunch is over, less chance they'll see us then." Bakura said, sitting down underneath the rather large tree. Well, that made since. They would be sure to see us if we went in during lunch, so I made myself comfortable on the ground next to Bakura, leaning against the tree.
I glanced over to see Marik crawling towards Bakura. Oh joy. I really didn't feel like watching those two make out, it made me feel extremely uncomfortable. Thankfully however, Marik just sat there and pulled Bakura into his lap, were the thief leaned back against him and closed his eyes, no unwanted noises or scenes, good. We had a good hour, so we might as well get comfortable.
So, I scooted up so that I was farther away from the tree, and lay down with my arms behind my head, watching the two out of the corner of my eye. I had to admit, it was odd seeing the tomb robber so submissive to someone, he was more of the dominant type, but then again Marik was too, and I know he wouldn't let anyone dominate over him. They did look cute together though. Cute? Oh Ra, I've lost it. I now consider the sadistic, crazy, psycho Tomb Robber, and the sadistic, psychotic, homicidal, blond Egyptian, Cute. That can't be good for my sanity.
I watched them contently, having nothing else to do. I noticed how the usual crazy and angered look in Marik's eyes had softened while he looked down at the now sleeping Tomb robber, running his fingers through his silver hair. I guess Marik caught me looking at them, and wasn't too happy about that.
"What are you looking at, pharaoh?" He asked gruffly. You know, those two have major mood swings. He was fine with me yesterday, and now he's being bitchy again. Guess I'll have to get used to it.
"Nothing." I said a bit too quickly and turned my gaze elsewhere.
"Well there must have been something interesting over here cause you've been looking at us for 10 minutes now." 10 minutes? Damn, didn't think it was that long.
"I just though it was odd how one minute you two are at each others throats, another you're all over each other like two sex-crazed animals, then your sitting there cuddling." I couldn't help the smirk that appeared on my features. The word 'cuddle' being applied to the two was amusing. He obviously didn't think so.
"Do you have a problem with that?" He asked, narrowing his eyes at me.
I sat up and turned to face him, "No. I just thought it strange is all." He was about to reply, but the bell for the next class cut him off. And when it died down, he obviously didn't want to continue the conversation.
I was getting extremely bored. Bakura had woken up when the lunch bell went off, and we only had about 15 minutes more to wait, but I was feeling really impatient today. I wanted to cause chaos, not sit under a tree and watch two psychos 'cuddle'. Heh Heh... that still amuses me though. So, I silently waited out the 15 minutes, and practically jumped up when the bell went off, signaling that lunch was over.
The other two however, didn't seem to notice, being lost in their own little world and all. I sighed and rolled my eyes at them, "If you two are done, can we go now?"
Bakura looked up at me, then smirked, "Aww, is the pharaoh getting jealous?" I glared at him. Of course I wasn't jealous! I was just annoyed and impatient, I wanted to get in there and have some fun, I had sat here long enough.
"Don't flatter yourself Bakura, I'm just tired of sitting on my ass out here." I tell him.
"You know you want us." He says as he stands up, pulling Marik up with him. I roll my eyes at him.
"Oh yes, watching you two sit there and make out is just so erotic and it turns me on." I say sarcastically.
"I knew it! And here I was beginning to think you were in denial." Marik now has a smirk on his face to. Great, they're teaming up against me. Damn.
"I was being sarcastic." I say dryly.
"Now he's in denial." Bakura says to Marik. I sigh and cross my arms.
"Can we go now?" I ask impatiently.
"Now he's trying to change the subject." Arg! Why can't they drop it?
"Let him if he wants Marik, if we don't get in there soon we won't have time to do anything anyways." Bakura then grabs Marik by the arm and pulls him towards the school, "Lets go." Thank you Bakura, for not being a persistent asshole like you usually are. A very hot persistent asshole... wait! What am I thinking? Bad Yami! No, no and No! I will not think of the tomb robber in such ways. Clearing my head of those types of thoughts, I follow the two into the school.
Well, we make it a whole 20 feet into the school, before that old guy spots us, again,
"Mr. Mutou, Mr.Bakura and Mr. Ishtar, I don't suppose you have excuses for being out in the hall at the same time again do you?" You know what? He's too uptight, he needs to get laid or something.
I guess Bakura doesn't feel like playing Ryou today, "Listen old man, we have a perfectly good reason, but even if we didn't, it would be no concern of yours. You're not our father; therefore you have no right to act as if you are." He says in his normal voice, "Honestly, do you stand out in this hallway all day just to see if we show up? If so, you really need a hobby. I hear most old people are into sewing."
"You must really want another detention. I let you three out early yesterday, but you won't be so lucky this time."
"This time?" Marik says, also not bothering to change his voice, "What this time? Who said anything about a this time? You haven't even heard our reason yet."
"I'm sure whatever excuse you have is very creative, but if you don't have a pass, then you automatically get a detention, no matter what the excuse."
"But we just got here!" I yell out. Might as well join in, right? "We can't get a pass if we haven't been to class yet!"
"All three of you are late to school today?"
"Well, that is what happens when the alarm clock decides to be a bitch." I mutter. He raises an eyebrow.
"Three alarm clocks broke on the same day? How convenient."
"If your head wasn't stuck so far up your ass, maybe you would have considered the fact that we spent the night at his house." Bakura snaps at him.
"Fine, I will let you three off this time, but I better not see you roaming the halls anymore, get to class." And with that said, he walks away.
"You know that guy's gay..." Marik mumbles, "He just likes yelling at us cause he thinks we're hot and he wants to be around us."
"Most definitely. We can't blame him for that now can we?" Bakura grins, amused with their newest 'discovery'. "Now, what to do first..." He looks around, "The Hikari's are in their classes; lunch is over...no ones around... perfect." He says with an evil smirk, then heads off in a random direction, and of course we follow.
As we walk further down the hall, we notice a few ugly guys standing by their lockers. Shouldn't they be in class? One of them looks at Bakura, who doesn't seem interested in them cause he keeps walking. The bully, I presume, doesn't like that very much and grabs Bakura by the back of his shirt. Someone's gonna get their ass kicked...
"Hey there Ryou, you's finish that homework of mine yous was supposed to?" He asks, lifting Bakura up and turning him to face him.
"You can either put me down, or I can rip your arm off and shove it up your ass." Bakura says in the tone he always uses when he's seriously pissed and wants to kill someone. The kid better listen, because Bakura has no problem with public murder.
"Is that a threat coming from little Ryou? What could yous possibly do if I don't put you down?" He grins.
"I just said what I would do. Where you not listening? I said I would rip your arm out and shove it up your ass." Bakura rolls his eyes, "Or I could save both of us the trouble and send you to the shadow realm."
"Ohh... sounds scary. Now where is my damn homework, brat?"
"You would have it if you had done it yourself." Bakura huffed, crossing his arms.
"Why you-" The bully was cut off when Bakura kneed him in-between the legs, and was dropped to the ground. I winced, that had to hurt. Being kneed down there, not being dropped on the ground.
Marik was immediately by Bakura's side, helping him up even though he really didn't need it. The 2 other guys immediately lunged at them while their 'leader' rolled around on the floor withering in pain.
"You pathetic little wimp! I'll kick your ass for that!" One of them screamed and lunged at Bakura again, only to be stopped when the thief held a hand up to stop him.
"Explain to me this, because I'm really not understanding your logic. If I'm the one who kicked him in the nuts, and he's the one crying on the ground like a baby, how is it that I'm the pathetic little wimp?" Bakura asked, blinking innocently at the guy, a look which made him look quite cute. Oh my Ra! There I go again. No. I will NOT start thinking about Bakura being cute and Marik's sexy ass ANYMORE!...
And I'm not going to acknowledge the fact that I just said that. Nope, not at all. But seriously, in those pants he looks really hot and- NO! No. Bad boy. No.
I turn my attention back to the fight. It started as 2 vs. 3. One man down, so now it's 2 vs. 2. Wait...I'm on there side, so shouldn't I be helping?...No, I'd get my ass kicked, if anything I'd cause more problems for Bakura and Marik. Lets see, they got one guy down. So now there's one left. Bakura's on the ground rubbing his cheek and giving said standing guy a death glare. But Marik gets to him first.
"You BASTARD! How dare you strike Bakura's face! If you left a mark I swear I'll-" Marik then grabs him by the throat and begins to list the many detailed and gruesome things he wants to do to him . Ok, maybe now I should interfere.
"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?" All four of us turn to see that damned principle standing there looking quite pissed off. Though I'm actually glad he came this time. I hear a sniffle and turn to see Bakura, still on the ground, with big watery eyes, the Ryou facade back in full force.
"The-They... they ganged up on m-me and- Yuugi...and- and they we're gonna- but M-Malik...he-he saved us!" I saw Bakura's gaze flicker over to me for a minute, and I understood. I turned to the principle as well, imitating my own hikari.
"Y-Yeah! He-he forced us t-to do his homework for him!" I pointed to the bully who was still on the ground, but no longer in excruciating pain, "A-And we d-didn't do it...so they we're gonna-" I hid my hands in my face and continued to sniffle.
I peeked through my fingers to see the principle, (Now and forever more known as "Mr. Principle Dude", or "Old Guy") glaring at said bully on the ground, "You, Mr. Have caused enough trouble in the past week, this time it's suspension! You shouldn't bully anyone." He looks over at me, then Bakura, then "Malik", "Mr. Ishtar, I appreciate you trying to help, but next time get one of the teachers, please escort Mr. Mouto and Mr.Bakura to their classes." then he looks at the 3 bully's, "You three come with me." They glared at us, and I saw Bakura and Marik smirk at them as they were lead away.
"Well." Bakura says, "That was fun." I was about to reply sarcastically to that, but Marik yells out as if he's just realized something and runs over to Bakura and gently lifts his face with both hands, examining his cheek.
"Are you ok? He didn't hit you too hard did he? Ooh, if I only had about a minute longer I could have-"
"Listed about 20 more ways to kill him?" I interrupted. Hey, he wasted some good torturing time listing what he was going to do instead of doing it!
"Well, That too. Aww, my poor 'Kura!" He yells. I raise an eyebrow at that. Kura? Do I even want to know? Well...it does fit him..."Don't worry, I'll make him pay for ever striking your pretty face! Are you sure your ok? Cause-" Thankfully Bakura cut him off.
"Yes Marik, I'm fine. It isn't like I've never been hit before-"
"WHAT?" Marik yells, clearly enraged, "Who else? Make a list! I'll kill them all!"
Bakura gives him a bored look, "Most of them are already dead. Either because I killed them, or they died 3000 years ago. And there's also all the street fights I get into... Besides, you've hit me before, remember?"
Marik's eye widen, then he reached around and grabbed the Millennium Rod and proceeded to bash himself upside the head with it over and over again. Didn't look like he was going to be stopping anytime soon.
"Marik! What are you doing?" Bakura grabbed the Rod out of his hands and tossed it to me, "Why did you do that?"
"Because I hit you!" He yells.
"Marik, that was a long time ago, and besides, we were enemies then." Bakura shrugs.
"But-but I hit you. How can you ever trust me again?"
Bakura sighs and pulls Marik into another one of those painful looking kisses. I advert my gaze and suddenly find the Sennen Rod very interesting. It's very pretty, and shiny. I wonder if Marik polishes it?
"Now." I look back up when I hear Bakura's voice again, indicating that they have...umm... finished, "I forgive you for hitting me, but only if you promise never to speak of it again!" Bakura tells him.
Marik looks kind of dazed and he nods. I wonder why...? Oh wait, never mind. Hmm, Bakura must be one hell of a kisser to make him all out of it like that. I'd like to- NO! Dammit not again! No, no, no! I take the Sennen Rod and hit myself over the head with it.
"Damn pharaoh, if you want me to kiss you that bad just ask. Don't follow Marik's example, you'll end up hospitalized." I hear Bakura say and instantly turn red. He thought that I... was copying Marik to get him to kiss me? What the hell?
"WHAT? I-I didn't mean it like that! I was- I don't know what I was doing but it wasn't like that! He and you- and It wasn't- and I- And the rod- it was just. It wasn't like that!"
Marik starts cackling, "He and you and I and the Rod! I didn't think you were into that pharaoh!" I gap at him as I realize I've said something stupid once again and bury my face into my hands.
"Oh come off it Pharaoh, I was only joking around with you, lighten up!" I just nod and wait until I feel my face return to it's normal color. As I look up I'm slightly disturbed to see Marik sniffing the air.
"I smell...Hikari's! Coming this way!" He yells.
"WHAT?" Both me and Bakura yell, panicking.
"What are we gonna do?"
"Which way are they coming?"
"Where can we hide?"
"Why are we just standing here wondering what were going to do?"
"I don't know! Shouldn't we be doing something? Like hiding?"
"But where?"
"I don't know!"
"But your the pharaoh! You know all! And you see all! Hey, then how come you didn't see the hikari's coming?"
"Your the thief! You should be able to hide us! It's your profession! Do something!"
"I can't! Stop pressuring me!"
"But if the hikari's find us we'll be DEAD!"
"This is peer pressure! I need to go to guidance!"
"What?"
"That's what the sign says." Bakura points behind me and I turn to see a poster about peer pressure on it. After reading it, I turn back to Bakura.
"I'm sorry Bakura, I shouldn't have pressured you like that."
"S'ok man"
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, we're cool. We're like this!" Bakura then made some weird hand gesture, "We're tight. Like this man, like this!"
"Umm...ok." Bakura then raises his hand and I stare at it.
"Don't leave me hangin'!" I stare at him.
Bakura huffs and turns to Marik, "Can you believe that, dawg? He left me hangin!"
"Dude, what's your prob?" Marik asks me.
"I...um...what the hell are you guy talking about?" I yell, very frustrated.
"Oh, dude, not cool." Marik shakes his head.
"..."
Bakura raises his hand to Marik, "Come on dawg, I know you won't leave me hangin'" Marik simply slaps his hand against Bakura's in an odd way. I blink. That's what they were going on about? And what's with the way their talking? Are they drunk? Marik then grips the same hand and pulls Bakura to his chest, then pats his back at the same time Bakura does. Is this like...some kind of secret code thing?
"Hey Ryou, did you hear voices that sounded suspiciously like our beloved yami's coming from the hallway we're about to enter about 10 feet away and around that corner?" We all froze at the sound of Malik's voice.
"No, I didn't Malik. Hey Yuugi, did you hear voices that sounded suspiciously like our beloved yami's coming from the hallway we're about to enter about 6 feet away and around that corner?" Ryou asks.
"No, I didn't Ryou. Hey Malik, Ryou, did you hear voices that sounded suspiciously like our beloved yami's coming from the hallway we're about to enter about 3 feet away and around that corner?"
"I could have sworn I heard voices that sounded suspiciously like our beloved yami's coming from the hallway we're about to enter about 1 foot away and around that corner." Malik said.
My eyes widen, my mind telling me to run like hell as if my hikari, along with Bakura and Marik's were about to come around that corner about 3 feet away from us. Suddenly I feel someone grab me and I'm yanked through a door and into a room that mysteriously appeared on the wall behind us. The door slams shut and everything is pitch black. I feel an arm around my waist and it tightens around me, pulling me against someone's chest.
"Well fuck. This sucks bloody monkey nuts." I hear Bakura's voice from beside me, so that means Marik must have grabbed both of us.
"Hey Kura, that sounds kinky. I've always wanted to do it in the janitors closet! Just as much as you wanted to do it in the shadow realm! You had your dream come true, it's my turn!"
"You two did it in the shadow realm?" I whisper loudly.
"-Are you sure you heard them Malik?" We hear Ryou's voice again.
"Well, yes and no. I always hear my yami's voice in my head so that could have been all in my head, but I don't normally hear Bakura or Yami's. Well, Bakura sometimes, just cause of that one time he and Marik did it in the shadow realm so I could hear both of them moaning, and his voice kind of haunts me. But definitely not Yami's." Malik explains.
"Oh, poor you Malik. That must have be traumatizing for you." Yuugi tells him, sympathy dripping off every word.
"It was. But after a while Bakura's screams were kind of muffled, I bet my yami-"
"No need for details Malik, please, spare us, we're the only innocent hikari's left."
"Innocent my ass." I mumble.
"Yes, you do have a nice ass, pharaoh." I hear Marik whisper, "Your ass was made for leather pants."
"Thanks." I blush, but he can't see it since it's dark in here.
The hikari's voices start getting quieter and quieter until it's completely silent.
"So," I say after a minute, "How was the shadow realm?" I asked.
All of the sudden, I can see. I look up to see a little string dangling from the ceiling. I also notice that Marik hasn't let me go yet. I look over to see that Marik is still clinging to Bakura too, both of us on each knee, and leaning against each other since we kind of sink towards the middle.
"It was great! But Malik said we weren't aloud to do it there anymore." Bakura sighed sadly.
"There, there Bakura." Marik patted him on the head, "There's plenty of other places to get it on."
"Like the bedroom?" I suggest, since it is the most sensible place.
They both look at me like I'm insane, "Ra pharaoh, try to be a little creative!" Bakura sighs.
"Umm...ok, what about ...our hikari's bedroom?"
"That's just wrong." Marik says.
"Umm...the Old Guy's office? On top of his desk?"
Marik smirked, "Now your getting the hang of it."
"Oh oh!" Bakura yells, waving his arm in the air, "In the cafeteria! That way we could lick all the food off of each other!"
Marik licks Bakura's cheek and I suddenly feel very...out of place. While it feels kind of right to be sitting in Marik's arms with Bakura next to me and all... I know that those two are together and I would be in the way. Besides, they don't like me like that. I try to get up, but Marik holds me to his chest tighter and Bakura's suddenly clinging to my arm.
"Where do you think your going pharaoh?" He whispers in my ear and I shudder as his warm breath hits my skin.
"Umm, was just getting up..." I tell him.
"But we like you where you are.." Marik voice is right next to my other ear and I suddenly feel something warm and wet against my cheek on Bakura's side. My head snaps over to face him and he has this smug smirk on his face.
"W-what are you doing?" I mentally slap myself for stuttering. Pharaoh's do NOT stutter.
"Well, first Marik was hugging us both, then you tried to get up, and then he held you down and I just licked your cheek. And we were just about to ravish you." Bakura explains as if nothing is out of the ordinary.
"Why?" I ask suspiciously.
"Why not?" Marik asked instead of answering my question.
I suddenly felt very angry and pulled away from them both. I spun around and glared down at them, Marik was still sitting cross-legged with Bakura in his lap, "Listen, I refuse to be your little fuck toy!"
"Huh?" They both look shocked.
"That's why you two have been so nice to me, isn't it? So you could fuck me and then gloat about how you fucked the pharaoh!" I seethe at them.
Marik rolled his eyes, "Ra this scene looks familiar. Oh wait, now I know why, this is exactly what Bakura said to me." Marik muttered, more to himself then us.
"Yami, that's not what we're trying to do at all." Bakura tells me, staring me straight in the eye.
"Then what are you trying to do?"
"We want you!" Marik says simply, and I was about to say something when Bakura elbowed him in the stomach.
"Marik! Watch how you word things!" Bakura then turns back to me, "It's just as he said Yami, we want you. But not in just that way." He holds up a hand to stop my angry retort, "We don't just want you as a fuck toy, as you put it. We want you as our lover." I could tell that Bakura was sincere when he said they didn't just want to screw me senseless, and he was having trouble trying to explain it because he's not the sappy type.
"Why would you want me as your lover? I'm the pharaoh remember, you both hate me."
They both smirk at this, "Well, that is true, but me and Marik were talking last night, and now that your actually lightening up your not so bad, and you so obviously want us. You were staring at Marik's ass yesterday and part of today, and I also caught you looking at me when you thought I wasn't paying attention."
"It's your choice Yami, it's a simple yes or no question, Do you want to be our lover?" Marik asks, getting impatient.
I stare at the two silently while I have my dramatic internal battle within my mind. I'm sure if I where to say yes It would be great. They both live such exciting lives (as I have stated before), so I would never be bored that's for sure. They both seem sincere about this and I'm sure I'd actually be happy with the two of the. I would be able to be myself around them and I wouldn't have to act like I have a stick up my ass 24/7. And I'm sure Yuugi wouldn't mind, hell, he's with Ryou AND Malik! So why shouldn't I be able to be with Bakura and Marik? The only REAL problem are my 'friends'. Even though both Marik and Bakura have changed, they still hate them, with a passion. But does it really matter? Am I really going to give up my one chance of happiness to please them and continue to act like a mature, boring, stick up the ass jerk? Fuck no!
I smirk at them, "Yes." I tell them, not even 2 seconds after the words have left my mouth, I find myself tackled to the ground by two psychotic yami's. MY two psychotic yami's!
Marik sits up and pulls us both back into his lap, "You do realize, pharaoh, that I AM the seme in this relationship right?" I pause, then nod. I don't really care, "Good, I had to go through hell and back to get Bakura to finally except that HE was the uke." He smirks at Bakura, who pouts.
"Aww, don't be like that Kura." I say, glad that I can actually call him that without fear of being disemboweled.
"Psst...Yami...Bakura..." Marik whispers and we both look up at him, "We're still in the janitors closet..." He grins.
"Oh no Marik, we are NOT doing it in the Janitors Closet!" He looks down in disappointment, "Today. Maybe tomorrow." He brightens immediately. I feel someone tap my shoulder and I turn around to face Bakura, but as I open my mouth to say something, he smashed his lips to mine. Hard. And I suddenly realize why it never bothers them. Besides the fact that they both like pain cause there twisted like that, it's painful in a pleasurable way. I feel his tongue slide across my lips and I immediately comply and let his tongue snake past my lips. I moan as I feel Bakura's hands slide up the front of my shirt, and on top of that, Marik is nibbling on my ear and running his hands up and down my thighs.
I pull away, cursing whatever god that gave us lungs and the major need for oxygen, and stare at the thief in front me while trying to get my breathing back at a normal pace, "I could get used to that..." I breathe.
Bakura smirked, "Wait till Marik gets his chance." He winks at me, then stands up and frowns, "We better get going if we want to have time to cause a least SOME chaos today!" Marik then stands up and grabs my hand, pulling me up with him.
"So Kura, got any plans?" Marik asks.
Bakura grins evilly, "A few." He says, then turns around and starts sneaking down one of the smaller hallways. Marik, still holding my hand, pulls me along, following Bakura. Why do I have the feeling this isn't going to end well?...Hmm...And why am I not caring?...
Misao: o.O Oh my Ra! I updates! Miracles DO happen! Wow, 14 pages! That should make up for me not updating in forever. But then this fic is just here for when I'm hyper and want to write things of random insanity. Not much insanity in this chapter sadly enough. But now that I got the Yami's together, the REAL chaos shall begin! XD Now, I must go work on "LTTT" Before people decide to kill me o.o. Oh yeah, and SilverwingDragon64, thanks for all your idea's! They will definitely come in handy! I'll probably use allot of them in the next chapter! And don't worry, you WILL get credit for them! .