-Hides behind brick wall- Okay, so I have taken my sweet time in updating this…over a month and a half…heh. Time for an excuse; I have had loads of revision to do and exams, and I've been really sick too. And I got a new computer and it took a while to get internet capable again. -End excuse-
Well the chapter is here now right?
Thankyou to everyone for the reviews, it me feel guilty for not updating, so this is for you!
-Love on Ice-
"Oops, sorry koi!"
Yami wiped cream from his eye, and glared at Yugi.
"Bakura, give me a balloon and a pillow. NOW."
The silver haired yami smirked and handed him a pillow, content to just watch the scene unfold. All other fighting ceased too as Yami advanced on his poor little hikari who was squirting him with cream from the can.
"Yami no! I'm your boyfriend remember? If you hit me with that pillow I will…um…I don't know, but it may involve no sex for a while!"
Yami slowly advanced further, and Yugi backed away still. Unknown to the others they were actually staging a plan via their mindlink. Yugi and Yami both grinned and suddenly turned their pillow and cream on the two Yami's. Yugi attacked Mariku and Yami attacked Bakura.
"TRAITOR PHAROAH! I'll kick your ass in!"
Yami 'eeped' and jumped over the back of the sofa in an attempt to escape the tomb raider's wrath. Mariku followed for no apparent reason, grabbing a few pillows and the cream. The hikari's just looked at one another, shrugged and turned the TV on.
A crash was heard from upstairs followed by the thrashing of pillows.
"They'll get tired eventually."
More thrashing.
"They'd better, Ryou. Mariku and I have to go home sometime soon. Isis wanted help organising the sofa cushions."
Even more thrashing and the sound of a vase breaking…over someone's head.
"How many sofa cushions do you have that it takes three people to arrange them?"
More vases, thrashing and the sound of cream being squirted from the can.
"Two cushions."
No noises were heard.
"Do you think it's safe to go up there yet? Ryou you go first; it is your house. Go tell Mariku we have to go or we'll be late for the weekly sofa-cushion arranging."
Ryou just stared at his friend strangely before making his way upstairs. Yugi turned to Malik, looking up at him with large amethyst eyes.
"Why do you need three people to arrange two cushions?"
"You just do."
"Oh…right."
They sat in silence on the shredded sofa (courtesy of Bakura's handywork) and awaited the return of the others. As soon as they came into view Malik and Yugi burst into laughter receiving a glare from each of the yami's. Said yami's were now very dishevelled, their hair and clothes a mess and torn in places…and absolutely covered in whipped cream.
"This could be interesting…"
Yugi nodded to Malik as he drug his yami out of the front door muttering something about 'the cushions can wait', well Mariku looked pleased at least. Ryou just stared at his yami, and Yugi to his their eyes glowing with lust.
Three minutes later Ryou and Bakura were in the bathroom 'cleaning up', though there was more giggling than cleaning being done…Yami and Yugi were in the guest room, Yugi carefully wiping the cream off Yami's body. Every so often Yugi would stifle a laugh at the thought of Yami, the pharaoh of Kemet participating in a pillow/cream fight.
"Would you please stop laughing aibou, is it amusing to see me covered in this stuff?"
"Yes, and besides you look tasty…" Yugi licked his lips as his violet eyes shone brightly, and he began licking the cream off Yami's cheek, just brushing his lip.
"Yugi? Ready? Oh -- sorry!" Ryou appeared at the door, without knocking, and assumed a little too much, he covered his eyes blushing furiously.
"No, Ryou we were just getting the cream off, Yami go take a shower you're all sticky!"
Yami smiled slightly and made for the bathroom as Ryou entered the guest room followed by Bakura who just had to fling a bit of whipped cream at the passing Yami. Ryou sat down next to Yugi on the bed.
"What time are you going to look at that house?"
"Not long, Bakura would you go tell Yami to hurry up, please?" Bakura nodded and left.
"How much is the asking price?"
"£90,000. But we can take out loans and stuff, Yami is old enough, and we can both get jobs…"
"Won't your grandfather help pay for it? I mean it is his fault your homeless…"
"Doubt it, though I suppose I could ask--" A lot of banging, shouting and swearing was heard something along the lines of 'hurry the hell up!' and Yami's less-than-polite response.
Yugi rolled his eyes and the two decided to ignore it.
"You know you can stay with me and 'Kura for as long as you like, you're more than welcome."
"Thanks, but we will eventually need a house, I mean when your father returns I'm sure he won't be happy to have us here…especially if those two act the way they are now…"
They glanced through the open door to where the freshly showered duo were wrestling each other. I would like to take a moment to point out Yami is once again topless. : )
"When does your father get home anyway?"
"It's an undeterminable amount of time really, it factors in many things; how long you intend to stay, when I'm ready to explain Bakura to him. It's kinda like when your grandfather goes away at critical plot points, and so you and Yami can have fluffy moments."
"He does seem to go on a lot of excavation digs…Yami are you ready yet?"
Yami stopped fighting, letting Bakura fall to the ground with a loud thud, and obediently appeared at Yugi's side.
"Wow, you have got to teach me how you got him to do that…we could train Bakura next!" Growling could be heard from the figure in the hallway.
"Lets go then, I'm driving."
"You always drive, I wanna drive."
"You have a broken leg."
"So?"
Ryou turned to Bakura who was still lying on the carpet where he had been dropped. The sound of Yami's car pulling out of the driveway pulled him from the spot he was staring at on the ceiling.
"Ryou? What do you want? Why are you looking at me like that? Ryou? AHHH!!!"
"Here it is…and there is oh my Ra…"
Yami helped Yugi out of the car and handed him his crutches, then they turned to the estate agent who was smiling perkily ready to show them around. She instantly moved to Yami and grabbed his hand, still smiling brightly.
"Good day sir…sirs…are you ready for the tour?"
Yami and Yugi just stared in shock at her.
"Well, are you ready or not, come on I have to show you guys around otherwise I don't get paid!"
"What are you doing here?"
"This is my job, I work here. Well not here, but you get what I mean. I needed the money so I took an afterschool job! Anyway, right this way!"
The girl turned and produced a silver key, opening the mahogany door she turned around with the huge smile still plastered on her face. Yugi turned to Yami, confusion written on their faces.
"Okay…we're ready…Anzu…"
-To be Continued-
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-Dagger
