EDITED!

In due time, around midnight, everyone around the house was knocked out and -like the boys they were- picked out random spots to sleep. Honda and Katsuya were collasped on the floor, snoring loudly. Yugi and Yami were under a blanket at the bottom of the couch, sleeping in each other's arms. Seto and Otogi were on the couch Yami and Yugi were against, half asleep and half drunk on passion.

Bakura had found a spot in the hallway upstairs and Ryou was in the guest room, sleeping opposite to Malik. Suddenly, violet eyes popped open and the sun-kissed hikari stood up from his bed. Finding Ryou to be in deep slumber, Malik climbed out of the covers silently.

Opening the door slowly, as so not to awaken Bakura in the hallway, he snuck downstairs, intent on getting more pickles to eat. He had become obesessed with the veggies that was pickles. Their salty sweet juices and their crunchy-ness. It was his pleasure food. More so than pixie sticks. And the best part about it was...

/- I can seduce Ryou while enjoying myself -/

Indeed, Malik had purposely made Ryou unconfortable during the wrestling matches tonight. He couldn't help it. The albino looked too kawaii sitting there watching him eat his pickles. He'd suck the juices first, just to see Ryou's mouth open slightly, as if to moan.

Malik chuckled to himself as he stepped over Katsuya, who was so nicely laying at the foot of the steps, thinking of how perverted he could be at times.

Suddenly, as Malik was going to so casually walk into the kitchen, he heard someone beat him to it. Since everyone was in the living room sleeping or upstairs, Malik classed the person as an impostor. Creeping against wall before the kitchen, the egyptian peeked to see what he would be up against, but instead had to hold his breath and bite his lips.

/- Oh, Ra... -/

There, sitting at the kitchen table, was his yami, Marik, contently -maybe too contently- eating a bowl of peaches and with whipped cream. Malik, already finding his dark to be quite attractive really couldn't pull his eyes away from him.

Marik, humming to himself, was blissfully picking up canned peaches, dipping them in a bowl of whipped cream and -like he had an audience- took a long lick from the fruit, relieving it of its white covering.

The hikari's breathing increased, imagining the possiblities that Marik's tongue had. He licked, sucked, teased, swirled, and bit at the peaches... one at a time... before ever putting it in his mouth. The sun-kissed egyptian even sworn he heard a moan escape from Marik's mouth... but it might have been his own. Malik cut his life in half just trying to tear his eyes away from the scene.

Covering his heart and his mouth, he tried to gain his composer... but then growled.

/- How the hell did he get in here? Oh, no shit, Malik... he can appear where ever you're at! Now I know how Ryou felt. That's the hottest thing I've ever seen... -/

Feeling himself wanting to see more, but knowing it would be suicidal to his health, Malik took the quiet -yet mad- dash back upstairs, slowing down when he came to Ryou's room.

Unknown to the hikari, Marik had heard every word through their mind link, which Malik had left open. He chuckled to himself, taking a casual and relaxed bite of one of the peaches.

/- Poor, preverted hikari. He'll know of my affections for him soon enough, but for now... I'll enjoy watching him squirm. Hehehe... -/

And with that, Marik dissapeared from the kitchen, taking his peaches and cream with him.

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Hearing Malik exit from the room, Ryou stirred in his sleep, waking up. He looked around, confirming that Malik was infact gone.

/- Probably going back to get those ra-damned pickles. -/

Even half asleep, Ryou was highly upset with Bakura and Malik for seducing him. The nerve! It made him so mad...

/- Calm down, Ryou. Just eat a banana and calm your nerves. -/

That said, the ablino looked on his nightstand, where he kept a bunch of bananas to eat when he got hungry during the night or when he became too angry to talk. Bananas were Ryou's favorite stress food; simply because they were so sweet. Even the peel was good if you dried it first and added vinager. It's true!

Taking one in hand, Ryou sighed putting the fruit thoughtlessly in his mouth. However, as soon as he did so, he heard a gasp behind the cracked door... and the dim shine of a lavender eye. Putting two and two together, Ryou's mouth curved evilly.

/- Take this Malik. -/

Peeling the banana more, the hikari took a long, lustfully lick of the yellow fruit, closing his eyes as if licking the real thing. Hearing a whimper, Ryou kept licking, wrapping his mouth around the banana before biting the top off, groan in fake pleasure.

Sensing that Malik was no longer at the door, Ryou chuckled to himself, half of his anger gone.

/- If I had known that I could use a banana like this, I would have done it sooner. At least I got Malik; that'll teach him for trying to seduce me. Now... I'll get Bakura. -/

Finishing his banana and tossing it in a near-by bin, Ryou pushed himself back into the covers, a blissful and satisfied smile on his lips.