Road Trip

Author's Notes: Just so you know, when every Bakura is mentioned in this, I'm not talking about Yami Bakura. I'm talking about Ryou, I just prefer to call him Bakura Plus this is the first time I've every written anything like this so please don't heckle me!

The wind blew through the young teens hair. Sat in the passenger seat he looked over the vast darkness of the night. His friend driving, head faced forwards. There was no noise made by either. They just sat, taking in the rich silence of the other. It was getting late and the sun was beginning to set on the horizon. The dark orange light fading into blackness every second. As he sat there, his silver hair floating around his head, his eyelids began to feel heavy as the beauty of the sunset hypnotized him. His friend looking over and smiling as his head droops into a gentle sleep.

His eyes jolted open as he felt something grab his leg. A dark figure leaning over to him from the driver seat and beginning to kiss his cheek softly. When the figure was caught in the light, the boy got a great pain in the pit of his stomach.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING MARIK!" he yelled, trying to push his friend away.

"What does it look like?" Marik replied as his lips curled into a smirk that sent a shiver down the boy's spine. He moved towards the silver haired teen and placed his lips upon the others. Moving his hand up the boy's chest.

"Get off!" he cried. A look of anger in his chocolate brown eyes.

"But I thought this was what you wanted, Ryou?" Marik looked into his eyes innocently. Seducing him with those violet eyes of his. Ryou couldn't bring himself to look away. His head screamed to look away, run away, get out of there! But he just couldn't do it. He was paralyzed with shock.

"Besides." Marik continued, "I've been patient. Held back all day. Waited till the right time to pounce." Putting an emphasis on pounce he lurched forwards and kissed Ryou again. This time shooting his long tongue into the innocent boy's mouth, searching every inch of it. Ryou wanted to stop. At least he thought he did.

Marik's hands slowly lifted Ryou's top up and he began to stroke his smooth chest. Bakura's eyes rolled into the back of his head as he felt a bizarre tingle in his stomach. 'What was happening? Why didn't he just push him off? Is this really happening?' So many thoughts ran through his unclear mind, becoming more and more foggy as the pleasure went on. Marik pulled away to take in breathe. Sat there gasping for air, he glared at Ryou, who wasn't sure what had just happened. Also gasping for air, he searched Marik's face. Then he finally focused on his eyes and saw so much emotion. Cold sweat dripping from his face, Ryou lifted a shaking hand up to Marik's shoulder. Marik moved his head next to Ryou's and whispered softly in his ear, "It's okay." Then licking his ear, receiving a small whimper from his prey. Bakura could smell the scent of Marik's golden hair. He placed his hands on Marik's waste, only to have them knocked off as Marik sat up. Moving onto the passenger seat with Ryou, he lent over him. Ryou felt himself pushing back on the seat, almost as if he was trying to get as far away from Marik as possible, but he didn't want to. Marik ripped his top off and came down onto Ryou. There naked skin pressed together. Ryou felt very awkward, he began to sweat and felt closed in. He had never done anything sexual in his life, not even with a girl, let alone a man! Yet, in his despair, he urged Marik on with his eyes. Marik pulled back slightly so he was able to kiss Ryou again. Having no mercy, plunged into the young boys mouth, his hands wondering over Ryou's body. He began teasing Ryou, stroking his nipples and pulling away his kiss, Ryou moaned for more every time he did so. Ryou realised his jeans felt unnaturally tight and needed freedom. He pushed his hips into Marik's as he tried to get more comfortable. Marik's hand landed on Ryou's inflated crotch and rubbed it gently, making the pressure even worse for Ryou. He tilted his head back and let out a great cry. Marik smiled. First removing Ryou's top completely, then working his way down, Marik licked Ryou's stomach, causing the boy to squirm and whimper. Continuing to rub Bakura's caged erection, Marik finally got to the prize. He slowly unbuttoned Ryou's jeans, causing him to give a huge sigh of relief, as his member was set free. Bakura looked down at his soon-to-be-lover and smiled. Before making another move, Marik stared at Ryou's face, his cheeks red from the heat, his hair wild and stuck to his face from the sweat, his eyes now shut tight, awaiting his pleasure. Marik just smirked and began to stroke Ryou's erection. The sweet moans and whines caused Marik to feel his own tightness. But he ignored it.

Engulfing the shaft he held Ryou down. Attempting to move towards that loving warmth, Ryou wriggled, trying to push forwards but was prevented. His fingers digging into the leather of the car seat, his head held up as he cried Marik's name. Tears began to swell in his eyes as he felt something great. It shot through his body, causing him to make one last moan as his seed shot into Marik's throat. Marik swallowed it lovingly. He looked up at Ryou who was pale, the blood gone from his face. He was panting with his head down. His hair limp over his shoulders and around his face. His eyes were shut tight, just as before and Marik took the time to stair longingly at his lover while he couldn't see. As his eyes fluttered open, Marik looked away. Beginning to take Ryou's jeans off completely. He threw them onto the back seat and stroked the pale legs. The skin was so soft, like the petals of a rose. He began to suckle on the smooth skin until a mark was left. Chuckling to himself Marik looked back up at Bakura. He looked exhausted.

"Don't think you're getting off that easily." Marik warned as a smirk spread across his face.

"There's more!" Ryou looked like Marik had just said something ridiculous. Marik stood up and pulled off his own trousers, revealing his own erection. Ryou looked at it, feeling his face blush. Marik licked his fingers and touched Ryou's entrance. He squealed at the intrusion. Marik made sure Bakura was ready before he entered. Putting his fingers in and whispering for Ryou to relax, he suddenly hit a spot that made Ryou jump and gasp. After hitting the spot several times, getting more and more pleasure from each gasp, he removed his fingers. Ryou was pink in the face and nodded his approval to Marik. Nodding back, he proceeded. Slowly he began to insert himself into Ryou. Beginning a rhythm as Ryou gasped with pleasure. Pushing Ryou's legs up, Marik started to be more forceful, although he didn't want to hurt Ryou, he wasn't going to be merciful. With the sudden pain, Ryou screamed, grabbing onto Marik pulling his head close to his own. Marik kissed Ryou's head lovingly and proceeded with the rhythm. Holding onto Ryou so he wouldn't slip, Marik began to moan. Now both moaned in time, both crying out for more, both getting closer and closer to that point. Marik began to pump Ryou's new erection. Ryou's eyes snapped open with the sudden arousal. Now both crying each other's names, they sped up. Both clinging on, digging their fingers into the other's skin, making it bruise and bleed. With one final push, Marik cried out as he felt his essence pour into Ryou. He panted, slowly retreating. Ryou was spread out on the seat, even more exhausted than before. Marik couldn't hold himself up anymore and landed on Ryou. His head on the hot chest of his lover, both their hearts racing in excitement. Marik slowly moved up so his head was level with Ryou's and kissed him on the lips tenderly. Gasping for air, he whispered "Never say I don't give you anything…" and he smirked with a giggle and both fell asleep.

"Ryou … HEY RYOU!"

Ryou's head shot up to find that Marik was back in the driver seat. He looked around and saw that they were parked outside the block of apartments he lived in.

"Wake up sleepy head, you're home." Marik was smiling at Bakura.

"Wha- What happened?" Ryou's head throbbed and his eye's were full of sleep.

"For Ra's sake Ryou. You fell asleep and I brought you back home." Marik said in a stating the obvious voice. Ryou blinked.

'Was it all a dream?' he was so unsure. Either that or Marik is suffering from short-term memory loss. '…But it was so real.' He didn't know whether to be relieved or disappointed. Part of him was glad it didn't happen. Yet, he longed to kiss Marik. After what they had done, he felt so much love for Marik. He was fighting with himself as to what he should think. With his current position he decided to be relieved and just laughed it off. Marik raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow Marik!" He said with a smile and got out the car. He began to walk but was stopped.

"Hey, wait a sec." Marik shouted and wrote something on a piece of paper. "Here. It's my mobile number." He handed it to Ryou. Taking the paper Ryou was confused. "If you ever want to talk or anything, just call me, okay?" Marik said, almost as if he were about to burst into tears.

"Um… okay." So what did this mean? Did it happen? Was this a hint Marik wanted to do it more? Or was he just being friendly?

God, I wish I knew what he was thinking Ryou thought. Marik drove off and left Ryou alone. He began to walk into the block of apartments.

"It must have all been a dream." He said to himself with a smile. "What on earth was I thinking that it was real? I mean, me and Marik are close but that's just absurd!" he chuckled to himself as he made his way to his apartment. But with every step he took, the chuckles turned into sobs as he realised just what that event had meant to him. When he got his apartment he slammed the door shut and ran to his room. He flew onto his bed and plunged his face into his pillow. Making loud sobs as he cried out his misery and felt so alone. He lay there for hours until he cried himself to sleep, not noticing the dried blood on his fingers…