Ch.3-What the Hell?

I wanted to update this before I started sophomore year. About my lack of detail: I'm generally bad with details, and I've never been kissed, so how am I supposed to know what it's like? I'm just doing the best I can.

Once again, chapter dedication goes to Yami Evelyn. Yes, the annoying voice is Tea.

Holy crap, I forgot the disclaimer last chapter!

Disclaimer: I don't own YGO, but don't worry—when I start my world takeover, that's the first thing I'm going after.

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Yugi, Joey, Tristan, and Tea had been happily expecting a fun day in the park. They had definitely not expected to see their friend Ryou making out with one of their sworn enemies on a park bench.

The two pulled away as if they had been struck by lightning, and Marik cursed in what sounded like Arabic. Ryou blushed so hard he could have gotten a job as a stop sign.

Joey was the first to ask, "Ryou, what the hell…"

Ryou's embarrassment changed to annoyance in a split second, and he snarled (Marik was speechless with rage), "Marik and I are on a date, which we would like to continue, if you don't mind." Something in his tone of voice suggested that he would happily butcher them if they dared question his choice of boyfriend.

Tea, unfortunately for her, did not pick up on the immediate threat to her life, limbs and/or soul. She spluttered, "B-but Ryou—Marik almost killed you!"

Marik had by this time regained the use of his voice. He growled, "Actually, I tried to kill the Pharaoh, an act I have made amends for, as you would know if you bothered to pay attention. Ryou's injuries were not my fault." He accompanied this with such a fierce glare that the Yugi-tachi, very sensibly, retreated in the opposite direction.

As the "loser brigade" (A/N: Marik's term, not mine) left, he turned to his boyfriend with a warm smile. "Hey, do you want to go someplace quieter? Like maybe to my house?"

Incredibly shocked, Ryou stammered, "But i-it's only our first date and-"

Realization slowly dawned on Marik's face. (1.) "What? Oh, I'm sorry, Ry! You thought—I would never do that to you! I just wanted to know if you'd like to play some video games with me. It's not like Odion isn't home."

Ryou smiled, relieved. "I'm glad to hear that." Marik put his arms around him again, holding him tightly. "C'mon, Ry, who do you think I am? Bakura?" This made Ryou giggle-the rumors about Bakura and his sexual prowesshad been highly embarrassing for his yami at first, but he never tried to disprove them.

"None of those rumors are actually true, you know." Ryou suddenly glanced at his watch and turned even paler than usual. "Oh, crap."

Marik was concerned. "What? What is it?

"Bakura will be up by now, and he doesn't know where I am! If he finds us together—Kami-sama, he'll kill you!"

"Ryou, your yami's not going to kill me. Threaten me, yes. But kill me? I'm your boyfriend; he'd never kill me." Hopefully…

He sighed. "I guess you're right, Marik. But let's not give him reason to get mad, okay? I like being alive."

On their way out, they passed a man selling cotton candy. Suddenly cheerful again, Ryou yelped, "Oooh, cotton candy! Let's get some! (2.)" Somehow remembering his manners, he asked, "Marik, do you want any?" Marik shook his head. "I'm not a big fan of sweet stuff—except you, of course." For the third time that day, Ryou blushed.

Once they had reached Marik's bike (and Ryou had finished his cotton candy) Marik gothis "I-am-planning-something-evil" look on his face. Ryou gulped. "Marik…why do you look like you're planning something evil?" Marik only smiled at him.

"Nothing, Ry. I think you still have some cotton candy on your face. Hang on." With that, he pulled Ryou into his arms and kissed him, slowly and tenderly, on the mouth.

As they reluctantly pulled away, Ryou sighed happily and remarked, 'Guess I'll be eating a lot of cotton candy from now on." Marik thought, grinning to himself, Especially if it makes you taste that good.

Several minutes later, Marik pulled up in front of Ryou's building and, once again, walked him up the stairs. This time, they talked nonstop; favorites movies (they both loved LOTR and wanted to see Constantine), books (anything by J.R.R. Tolkien or J.K. Rowling), and food (Marik hated meat and loved koshari (3.); Ryou loved sweets and absolutely detested sushi).

When the time came that they were standing outside Ryou's front door, Marik had a question for him. "Ryou, do you want to go see Constantine with me? It's playing this Friday." Ryou just grinned. "Sure! Just one more thing before I go inside. I haven't told Bakura about us yet, so if he goes postal…"

With this, he leaned in, and they shared their longest, most passionate kiss yet.

"Mmmm, Ryou…love you."

"I love you too, Marik. Wish me luck, okay? I have to deal with Psycho Thief King Bakura in about 5 seconds."

"Good luck. See you on Friday."

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1. Marik's a bit dense, isn't he?

2. Since Ryou's favorite food is cream puffs, it stands to reason that he'd like cotton candy as well.

3. Koshari-rice, lentils (gross), macaroni, chickpeas (double gross), and tomato sauce (the crowning glory of grossness).

So, in the next chapter, Ryou has to deal with both his insane yami and the Yugi-tachi. Will they accept him? Or will he be ostracized? Find out next time!

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