WARNINGS: Yaoi/Slash! DO NOT READ IF YOU DO NOT LIKE! You have been warned! This fic has been rated M for a reason so do realise it is extremely mature content. Cross dressing, mentions of incest and sex with animals…er…yeh…just mentioning. U.u;;
Course language, sexual content (adult references AKA sex oo)... more sexual content, mentions of the word 'gawd', though not referring to the Lord's names in vain- just an expression.
Reviewer replies:
Happiness's Deceit (TT and Kai):Thank you n.n; And what I said about yaoi was true. It does mean that. Yuri actually is a Japanese girl's name meaning 'lily'. People thought… 'Oh, we need a name for lesbians too if we have one for yaoi' so they gave the name yuri. Yuri was the name given to most of the main female chara's in girl on girl manga back then. The name means 'Lily'. As time went by these old meanings dispersed and we now have the meaning we know today.
And really sorry about the updating. X.x I'll try my best. My exams are coming up which doesn't help. After woods, I'm on a short break so I can update then.
And by the way, I didn't misspell 'apologise'. There are two ways of spelling it- The American way and the Australian way. I incorporate both into my fics when I write. Do realise that I was born in Australia and so learnt to write in Australian English. Sorry about that. If you like I'll even put up an Aussie dictionary. n.n;;; (seriously o.o)
Saffron-Starlight: Ha ha! Thank you. I know I am I mean…er…o.o…xD Thanks!
Mephistopheles28 (xxCatastrophexx): -laughs- wow…I actually surprised you nn;; AND embarrassed you! So I guess I can assume you liked my surprise? XP –starts pinching your cheeks and talking in a baby voice- ooh cootchie cootchie coo… Was Mr. Lancey-poo all embarrassy-wissy at moi's ittle wittle joke? Awww… -laughs and glompifies you- Glad you liked it! xD It was a last minute thing but all's good! I could have sent you something via mail but I don't have your address despite Manila…Philippines…xD Oh wells. Take care and good luck with everything.
SiLeNtKiLLeR: eh… I did to spell his last name wrong OO Gawd condemn! –Burns her typo's-
Aww…I made you laugh –hearts- And thanks for the compliment about liking my fic even though you don't like Yu-Gi-Oh I'm delighted! xD Besides… I'm writing Yu-Gi-Oh for the basis of stealing Bakura and then putting him with other bishies –oro-
-cough- er… Another thing… It's yaoi so you'd kinda have to like yaoi to read the rest of my fic ;; heh. Here's the update for you –winks- Oh…and you look very, very, very drool worthy with that sword of yours…-cough- ¬.¬ -laughs-
Eh…when I first read your review I was like… Aww…that's sweet… and then when I came to this part; quote: "kisses you in the cheek and winks at you cutely" I went O.O… -blushu blushu blushu!- (6 hours later) O.O;;;… -blushu blushu!- (3 hours after, reading the review again) O O;;;;… -starts to mutter- You are ebil…absolutely ebil…ebil! Jesus fucking Satan ebil… -nose bleeds- Damn sexy drummer's o.o…xD –Laughs and clings to- Eh… Now you're going to have trouble getting rid of me haha. Luck I guess. You'll need it! XP –Licks-
Um…To my queer, pretend, future net adopted fiancé, Tate… I say happy birthday on the 8th of June (or is it July?... oh me gosh...lack of sleep is getting to me x.x.) I'm sorry I can't be there but yeh… Have a great 15th birthday (if you're reading this xD). I would also have embarrassed you by saying how yummy and fuckalicious you are but I shall not because you would kill me anyways. nn;; Muah! Oh…and this yaoi scene is for you and you know who. –Winks-
Kay. Here's my like…promised yaoi scenes. There are parts that have been cut off due to it being of higher maturity…and as I don't want this story to get deleted so yeh. X.x When I say higher maturity I mean NC-17 or MA content.
I hope this chappie ends up being OK… I'm a total angst, yaoi, explicit, bondage, slight masochist/sadist whore but I can't really show that up on this site, ne? Plus cutting out parts really does ruin the story. Wah! TT.TT Eh…It depends on my mood…
This will be my last update for a month at least… My semester exams are coming up and if I don't study I seriously will fail… I'm not worried about English, neither Design nor Multimedia… However Maths, Physics and Chemistry… Damn. Even Vietnamese though I'm Viet myself… Damn culture. I suck at Viet. X.x
I promise to update as soon as the exams are over though. I've actually nearly finished next, next chappie so yeh. It's hard to write at least around or preferably over two thousand words each chapter (without the author notes, reviewer replies and muses…though I've actually been aiming for three thousand words)
Well…I hope you like it.
Bakura: YAY! Yaoi! –Celebrates-
Ryou: -Looks nervously around, whimpering-
Bakura: What's wrong Ryou? Aren't you excited? –Squeaks a bit and cradles Ryou in his arms-
Annie: Eh…Bakura. It's actually not yaoi between you two yet you know that right?
Bakura: Wha?
Annie: I'd hate to have plain yaoi with no plot… So it's not you two yet (sorry to all who thought it would be x.x I did mention it wasn't going to be the pairing you expected but it's yaoi nonetheless. Enjoy!)
Ryou: -blushes and buries his face behind Bakura's back- It's you doing naughty things at Erotica… -blushes again-
Bakura: Wha? O.O…
Ryou: Doing all dirty things with other people…-Sniffles-
Annie: Aw…I didn't mean to hurt you Ryou. You know my reasoning. –Pets Ryou-
Bakura: Bad Annie! Very BAD! How could you leave Ryou out? –Hits Annie with a giant alarm clock-
Annie: x.x… -stars swirl around her head-
Ryou: Aww…Thank you Bakura-sama! –hearts-
Annie: x.x…
Bakura: Maybe we should go off and do our own thing, hm? –Winks suggestively before picking Ryou up in his arms.
Ryou: Meep! –Blushes and clings to Bakura-
Annie: xx…
(Bakura locks them into a bed room and after a short time, they both start making a lot of noise like in those animal documentaries)
Annie: OO…Um… Haha. Enjoy. n.n;;
Yami Bakura - Bakura
Bakura – Ryou
Yami Marik - Marik
Marik – Malik
My own characters (no plagiarism in any way allowed):
Coppélia, Mrs and Mr Oldehack I guess… Jamie… You meet him in this chappie.
Translations:
Nani: What?
Onegai: Please!
Alone
By Annie Nguyen
Chapter Name: Mine…
(A/N: Again…this is a warning of yaoi. Mature content etc. etc… I cannot be held responsible if this content is too mature for other people, as I have kept to the rating as best as I can and even have warnings all over the place… I have even looked at other fanfics which have been allowed and looked at ratings for TV shows that actually allow this kind of sexual content (Australia uses PG, M, ratings etc. so it's nothing new to me). However, if you feel that there is something that is way too sexual despite these warnings, etc. You are allowed to contact me with good reasoning and I will change it to suit.
I see this as only fair and by reading this next part it would also mean you yourself are accepting that this contains yaoi sexual content, and further more meaning you 'should' be over the age of 16. Either way this is for mature audiences. There is no full nudity; however there are descriptive parts to this. It does not however mean that you can 'see' what is going on as writing is one media and TV is another. Writing what is going on only gives us the general over-view of what is happening between things we cannot see, i.e. the sexual content. If you however do wish to read the full version of this chappie, look at my profile and click on my mediaminer link. Sweet. nn)
…At Erotica… (Reminder: Marik's queer sex slave place…thing. I have its actual proper name Erotica is for short but that's not revealed until the next chappie- you'll see why)
.: Third Person POV :. (Anonymous identities with hints to tease you –Winks-)
The air was filled with the sounds of sex and pleasure, coming from many a number of the chambers available to be accessed at Erotica. Male visitors were free to enter as much as they liked, providing they had the money, and hence forth would be granted what Erotica was about- sex.
Erotica consists of three main categories. The first of which is to be teased, to be dominated over- to be a total submissive to that of the 'employer' whom had the customer. This can be converted to being a slave and to work at Erotica, which leads to the second.
The second of which is that the paying customer is granted pure dominance over the employer- as in the slave- to do as he wishes. Of course he would have to sign a contract accepting the regulations, having no right to hurt an employer in any way. This is the same in the employer's case- no one is to hurt another person in any way whether it is mentally or physically, (or animal in some circumstances).
However in many cases, there are customers whom are masochist, sadist, etc. etc. These customers hence fourth sign a different contract which allows them to either physically hurt, or become physically hurt. Pain is approved but only if it is painful pleasure. Painful pleasure is one thing and pain itself is another; hurting another person permanently or without the true contract signed by both groups is against Erotica.
And finally the third of which is everything else that is considered overly 'kinky' or just plain sick. Such things include sex with other animals, incest, costume dress-up's, cross dressing and the list goes on. Having sex 'for show' is even part of this list.
And so, to which do Bakura and Marik belong to? Perhaps it would be better to see for yourself.
(A/N: Reminder…There will be NC-17/MA scenes taken out and changed for this…I hope it turns out OK…man…this is sappy xD)
The room was dark and dimly lit, red hues accentuating the two figures on the silk sheets- every hollow and every curve silhouetted by the flicker of the candle light. The scent of sex and roses filled the air.
"Good boy… Keep that up and I'll let you cum…' The voice purred in pleasure, his blonde hair tilted across the purple sheets.
The white haired albino other, managed to murmur a muffled reply, his teeth still sunk against the blonde's neck and a hand tucked under the tight leather pants. His pale features were flushed by the heat coming from both parties as his hand continued to stroke the blonde.
The blonde groaned, closing his deep violet eyes in pure ecstasy at the touch. His breathing became heavy, shifting his position on the bed to allow the other more entry.
Following the suggestive gestures from the blonde, the albino continued to suck on the tender flesh, biting down harshly against the sensitive juncture between the shoulder and neck causing the blonde to moan out in pleasure.
A smirk spilt across the blonde's features as his own right hand slipped under the other's skirt and finally began to stroke the already hardened shaft, very much noticing the lack of underwear. The albino himself wore a black laced adorned corset, shiny black knee high boots to suit. "Is this what you want?" The blonde cooed, twisting his left hand into the albino's white threads of hair pulling their bodies closer.
"Y-yes Master…" He moaned in a shiver of pleasure, gripping his master's own length exceptionally hard due to the sudden torture upon his own.
The 'Master' gasped out loud, forcing himself to hold out his release for as long as possible, his own hips jerking against the hand as he continued his own torture upon his 'slave'. It wasn't that he didn't want to release- on the contrary. He would like nothing more then to cum into the albino's hand and watch him lick it off his supple fingers; as well as lick off the cum that came out of his own body. But the fixation was that he wanted to be inside the other first before he did. He wanted to see the other's expression of pure pleasure as he thrust his length deep inside him… He wanted to own this slave. So that he would be his…all his and no one else's. "Mine…" He thought.
"Tell me what you want…" The blonde half sneered, his own skilled hands already bringing the other to the brink of painful pleasure and insanity, causing him to gasp loudly at every stroke.
"Nnh! P-Please! Please Marik! F-Fuck me!" The albino groaned, arching his back in bliss.
The one called 'Marik' growled as he heard his name. He had given strict orders for the other to call him 'Master' and that only unless otherwise told not to. "Is that what you want?" Marik smirked, an evil glint in his eyes.
"Y-Yes! Please Marik!" The other replied, not even realising what he'd just said.
"I'm sorry… I can't do that for you." Marik smirked slightly, surprisingly calm before suddenly groaning lowly, his warm seed abruptly being spilt all over the other's hand and inside his expensive leather pants.
"N-Nani?" The other asked in mild shock, shaking slightly as he knew he was not far from his release.
"I told you, Bakura… I'm not letting you cum. For forgetting to call me 'master' I'm punishing you." Marik reflected on, a satisfied smirk on his face as he removed his hand from under the other's skirt.
"Mar- Master! I'm so sorry! Onegai! Please!" The one called 'Bakura' begged, getting on his knees and clinging to Marik's muscled body, tears welling up in his eyes. His length was hurting and he could not touch it as it would only lead to an even more disgruntled master whom would not allow him to.
"I'm sorry… You're not a great Bakura… Jamie…not even close," Marik smiled though in a kind way, gently kissing the other to muffle the moans as his hand kindly finished what he'd started, and let the other release his long awaited sexual satisfaction.
This hence fourth has brought upon confusion. Was this Bakura or was it another? Jamie? Was it a customer…? Or what else would there be?
Bakura/Jamie panted heavily, pulling his bangs away from his sweaty face to look up at Marik. "I guess I'll never match up to him will I?" He asked rhetorically, already knowing the answer. And with that, Jamie slumped into Marik's arms sadly yet content, closing his brown eyes to sleep exhausted after the ordeal, though a lone tear slipped down his cheek.
(A/N: Wahh! TT.TT Crappy, crappy, crappy, crappy!)
.: Bakura's POV :.
(A/N: I'm not sure about schools in Japan so I'm basing it on the school's in Australia…er…yeh)
The rest of the school day involved me trying to catch glimpses of Ryou in my other classes, and trying to find where he was during recess and lunch break. After Art I had Religion (I condemn this class to hell- it's a compulsory subject) however Ryou wasn't in my home class so he wasn't in my religion class either. Subsequently came recess but with over a thousand students I couldn't find him- even in the senior section of the school which is assigned for us.
(A/N: My school actually has over 400 students…no where near a thousand. We're considered an 'under privileged' school because the school is too small to fit more than 500 students…xD Never the less we're actually more modern and advanced in the computing accessibility with laptops and PASPORT thingies…especially with multimedia programmes. Man I love multimedia –hearts- I lurve animation. Yush X3)
Maybe I'd become a bit obsessed with him- well…I am; but I couldn't help it. I just wanted to see him again and even if it was only a glance it would have been enough.
Soon after came Maths (compulsory) for another whole double lesson to which I again spent my time doodling in the corner of my book. Perhaps Ryou was in a higher class as there was only one Maths Applications class?
Whatever the case I couldn't get Ryou off my mind. Came lunch I still couldn't find him, and Malik was starting to annoy me with his excessive hyperness… I don't think he has realised that I have long gone ignored his chatter about rainbows and lollipops and kitties and ponies and have left to my own world of just thinking about Ryou.
My last lessons for the day were English (yet again…compulsory) and still, no Ryou. Then again, how old was Ryou? He seemed young but he could also be that of the same age… And he must be in Coppélia's class if she was his guide. Gawd… Was he in most of Coppélia's classes instead of mine? Talk about bad luck.
It was not until the end of the day when the bell had gone and school was out of session that I caught the familiar sight of a white haired boy amble amongst the crowd.
"Ryou!" I called out to him excitedly, pushing a few students out of the way as I made my way to Ryou whom had turned around at the sound of his name.
"Bakura-sama! Hello again," Ryou replied cheerily, his hand twisted somewhere in that mane of his in slight embarrassment, "Perhaps you could help me. I've become quite lost to which exit I should take."
I laughed slightly and pulled Ryou a tad closer to my own body, just intoxicated by being able to see him again. This perhaps was not a great idea to do as we were in broad day light, at school, and that I didn't even know if Ryou was queer or not. But whether or not he disliked the attention, he blushed and invited the embrace, misinterpreting it to be a friendly hug.
"Which way are you going home?" I replied, looking down at him gently, my arms encircling his waist in a more than just friendly gesture.
Ryou again blushed, staying where he was though rigid and nervous, almost like he didn't want the attention given to him and yet not wanting to be rude. He looked down rather shy and noticing this, I took a step back away from him so that he could breathe. I'm sorry Ryou…
"G said he would pick me up at the main gates," Ryou replied smiling, seemingly wanting to ignore the gestures or perhaps not wanting to cause trouble? Whatever the case… I felt empty. At least I tried.
"G?" I questioned, trying to pretend that I hadn't been caught out on showing my feelings.
Ryou nodded and shifted the weight of his side bag to the other shoulder, "Mmh… G is my driver."
"I see…" I sighed and adjusted my own bag. Maybe he was one of those snooty rich homophobes… Ryou really didn't seem to look like the type but his family could be a case… "Well, the front gates are over in the other direction, I'll show you there."
With that I turned swiftly and walked in the opposite direction of the by passing crowd, not really watching to see if Ryou was following. But soon enough I'd reached my destination and Ryou was right beside me. His driver was obvious as he was the only one who stood guard of a shiny like new, black sports car parked in the driveway.
Ryou blushed in embarrassment because even he could tell he was the only one with such a car; but despite that and despite the earlier event, he gave me a gentle hug and smiled.
"Too reckless in driving remember? Even G has to drive for me," Ryou giggled and slowly parted from the hug once again, waving behind him as he ducked into his car. "Cheerio Bakura-sama!"
"Bye…" I laughed and rubbed the nape of my neck. Maybe things won't turn out too bad in the end.
.: Marik's POV :.
…Erotica, still…
Jamie was a sweet guy… He was a new employer to 'Erotica' (at the age of eighteen so he wasn't jail-bait) and worked in the department of submissive and painful pleasure…and everything in between.
I watched him take off the white lavender wig and shake his black hair out, sweeping a hand through it to neaten it up albeit it would always stay messy. He was no Bakura…that was for sure. Trying to make him be Bakura even just for sex was a huge mistake in desperation or loneliness on my part; it was a bad idea and must have damaged his resilience even more.
When Jamie first signed up he was in need of money and even more so just wanting to feel love having been deprived of it by his parents. The main reason however was because he'd apparently fell in love with me. Ra…
What had I done to make someone fall in love with me, that easily? He was only a customer back then…when he fell in love with me. It was only sex. Sex and that was all. It wasn't love… But Jamie seemed to think so. Maybe if it was other circumstances… But it was just sex. He must have been so desperate for love…Any kind of love.
"I'm sorry Marik… I didn't mean to make things worse." Jamie spoke up, slipping his skirt off and into his jeans as he talked to me through the reflection in the mirror.
"It's not your fault… It's mine. I shouldn't have made you go through that. Ra forbid," I replied, rubbing my temples at the hint of a headache.
"Oh no… You have a headache? Here…let me help," He became worried very quickly, sitting down next to me on the bed and encircling his arms around, his cool hand against my forehead.
He was very sweet…Very caring and sentimental to other people's feelings and opinions. If I'd met Jamie first instead of Bakura then maybe I'd have fallen in love with him. But I hadn't. It was the other way round. I'm deeply in love with Bakura and there is nothing anyone can do about it. It shall be my cross to carry. That was why I'd wanted to have Jamie play Bakura in the first place… He wanted my love and the only way I'd have returned it would be if he was Bakura… Despite that both of us knew that it was only a fantasy.
There were so many things that Bakura had done for me… So many things… Of all these past five years- whether he realises it or not; he is the one that keeps Erotica alive. Would there have been Erotica in the first place without him? Never… Would I even be here today without him? It would most possibly be… No.
Just to see him happy… I would give him up. Just to see him happy…
Bakura knows that I love him, but he will never know that I love him more than just a friend or incest brother. He is my life. If I didn't have him then what else would be left of me?
Maybe this was the same case with Jamie… Maybe I was his life. And maybe…I will never know either. No matter what happens though, I will never be Jamie's…and Bakura will never be mine.
"Hey Marik,"
I opened my eyes from the absence of Jamie's cool hands and looked up to see Bakura. Jamie must have removed them when Bakura came in, maybe out of hurt. Bakura on the other hand was smiling…happy. I guess things worked out for him…
"Hey Bakura… Meet Jamie. He's our newest member." I greeted in a tired murmur, looking over at Jamie who seemed irritated at the presence of his rival.
"Ah… You're surprise?" Bakura laughed, jumping onto the bed next to us though still in his school uniform.
"Very much so," I replied, giving Bakura a grin and pulling Jamie closer to myself to whisper into his ear. "If you love me… You will love him too… There are things we want and that we cannot have… And so take as much as you can. He will love you too…"
Jamie smiled sadly and immediately changed his mood, greeting Bakura in the same note of cheeriness as his own. He seemed to understand. Thank you Jamie…
"Maybe you should show Jamie some companionship or something… I'm tired and I want to sleep." I yawned widely lying on my stomach with hands as a pillow, like as if intending to nap.
Bakura laughed and sat gently on the arch of my back, a thigh on either side. "Yeh yeh... But I have good news and I wanted to share it with all of my family." He began to purr gently, bending down to bite on my ear lobe, making me shiver.
"We're like one big happy family right?" Jamie asked shyly, curling up next to me. The thought of having a loving family making him feel content.
"Mmh…yeh," I confirmed in a murmur, closing my eyes again as I listened to Bakura ramble on about this crush of his called 'Ryou'. You would think that it would upset me yes? In all honesty, I just liked the sound of his voice. Just to hear him talk was enough to keep me from becoming mentally unstable or what not. My fantasies are all I have… And he's mine in them… Mine…
Have you ever been in love?
Have you ever felt the graces of their touch
Caressing your skin
Pouring warm liquid
Into your soul?
Have you ever been in love?
Have you ever felt their very presence
Tingle up and down your spine
Intoxicating your senses
Melting that ice around your heart?
Have you ever been in love?
Have you ever woken up in the cold morning
And just sigh content to know
That your lover will always
Be the one you wake up to?
Have you ever been in love?
Have you ever loved someone
So much that
Your very living is simply
So that you can watch over the other?
Have you ever been in love?
Have you ever thought what if...
Their touches are not for you
Their presence is not for you
Their life is not for you…
What would become of you?
Yearning for their touch
Longing for their presence
Hoping for their life…
Have you ever been in love?
Have you… ever… been… in… love…?
Yes?
Well…Have you ever been in love…
Alone?
Um…yeh… Damn this kind of just…sucks. O.o Plus my mood has started to become a bit angsty… Man I suck at angst…xx
That poem above is called…er… I don't know. I guess 'Love, alone'. I just made it up along the way when I was typing this. nn;; I hope you liked it anyways. I thought it was suiting to do with Marik…yeh…he's becoming a bigger part of the story- No… I don't think I'll put him with Bakura though (other than when their 'working' etc.) That's the way life goes. I won't put him with Jamie either. Sorry guys. nn;
Oh…and no plagiarising my poem.
One more thing… At the scene where Marik got a headache…I actually had one too so I put it in xD Tee-hee!
Eh…review. Tell me what you thought of it.
Bakura: (Is currently away)
Annie: Er…Bakura?
Ryou: (Is currently away…too)
Annie: Ryou? O.O
Bakura: (Is currently away… and er… doing naughty things with Ryou)
Annie: Oh! I see I see… Um… I'll leave it at that. I hope you guys liked the yaoi…damn thing. Till next time, Ja ne!