Leo: Warning, excessive use of every cuss word I felt like typing XD mainly the F word.
Gentle Persuasion
Part 2
"OH MY RA! Marik he is SOOO fucking over bearing! What the hell can I do to make him STOP!" Yami groaned pulling at his hair. He sat before Marik at the Ishtar house, his current hiding place from Bakura.
"I don't know, you said yes to him! Did you at least fuck him?"
"MARIK!"
"What? It was a good question! And if you didn't SHAME ON YOU! Bakura's like a crazy animal...He's worth putting up with his crap to fuck."
"You fucked him?"
"Yeah! We haven't been friends forever for NOTHING! Wait are you telling me you didn't!"
"...I did..."
"Good for YOU! I'm proud of you pharaoh! At least you show SOME qualities of being a guy!" Marik grinned and congratulated him.
"Hey not all guys are perverted!" Yami defended.
"Oh yeah...But Yugi's still to reach puberty yet. And Ryou...fuck that, Ryou's a damn girl...There's no other explanation..."
"Watch it there, Marik..."
"Oh relax, I haven't kicked you out yet. Or skinned you alive, hung you by your ankles and taken a 2 by 4, with a nail in it, to you."
"I should feel so lucky..."
"Don't be so sarcastic pharaoh or I may have to tie you to that chair and do bad things to you."
"Ooh...like what KIND of 'BAD' things?" Yami smirked as he leaned one elbow back on the counter.
"Not all guys are perverted, neh? You sly bastard. You've been hanging around me too much."
"You're the only one I can come to, to get away from Bakura! Granted he's great to be around SOMETIMES! But all the time...he's like sucking the life clean out of me!"
"Um...You're already dead there, Pharaoh..."
"GAH! Damn it you know what I mean!"
"Yes I did, but I thought it'd be nice to state the obvious. So what are you going to do about him?"
"Oh I don't know...Maybe I could wait til he's sleeping and tie him up inside a cardboard box and ship him to Alaska..." Yami replied, in a tone that was comically serious.
"I'm SOOO rubbing off on you! Next thing I know I'll get you to beat up little kids with me! Or hold up a 7 Eleven for ten bucks."
"That's a scary thought, and sadly I'm finding your presence more enjoyable than Yugi's friends..." Yami shook his head in slight disbelieve at his own thoughts.
"Well come on that makes much more sense! We're both yamis! We have more in common! Despite your righteous bullshit you're still the dark of Yugi's soul! Your the one who's supposed to do evil things!"
"Yeah, but you're..."
"I'm what?" Marik asked puffing out his chest defiantly.
"A Psycho!" Yami finally answered and Marik slumped back to his normal stance.
"Oh I thought you were going to say something I didn't already know...But STILL! I'm not THAT psycho...Okay yes maybe I am! QUIT giving me that LOOK! Oh pharaoh, is that lust I see in your eyes?" Marik cackled to himself.
"Maybe it is." Yami snorted. "But seriously! You have to help meeee!"
"And what am I supposed to do?"
"You're Bakura's friend! Talk to him!"
"Yeah okay, and have him rip my tongue out and hand it to me in a jar? NO thank you..."
"Oh come on! You're supposed to be like the ultimate psycho aren't you?"
"Yes, but why should -I- tell him?" Marik smirked glancing down the bridge of this nose at the pharaoh who was huffing.
"Please? I'll make it up to you?" Yami said sweetly.
"Like how?" One brow raised on the tanned face.
"Anything you want me to do!"
"Oh don't say that pharaoh, I could make you do something you may not like!"
"Try me." Yami grinned.
"Oh you're sly there pharaoh! And here I thought you were the conservative one!"
"You'd be surprised the things I can do Yami Marik." Yami slid out of his chair and sauntered over to the slightly psycho other yami.
"Oh? Looking to demonstrate?"
"I COULD...But you have to do something for me, yes?" Yami ran a hand along Marik's face as he straddled his lap.
"Very well, I'll talk to Bakura..." Marik couldn't help the grin spreading on his face.
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Marik walked into the Bakura house. Not even bothering to knock. That WAS after all the unspoken agreement. The Bakuras and Ishtars basically lived at each others houses. So sometimes it was hard for them to actually tell which one they actually belonged in.
"Bakura!" Marik said standing by the thief's door. "Kura you in there?" He heard a muffled mumble and the sound of the door being unlocked.
"Wha..." Marik blinked as Bakura's face appeared before him. Slight shock was a good word to describe it.
"Bakura, you look like shit!"
"Thank you, now go to hell." He moved to shut the door but Marik held it open.
"Seriously, you look like you're on your death bed!"
"Let me go back to sleep Marik." The mumbled reply came.
"Kura, I gotta talk to you..."
"Can't it wait? And have you seen Yami? I need to talk to him."
"Uh..." Marik blanched recalling the events that happened only a handful of hours before. "No I haven't seen him since you guys came back from your last date." He lied.
"Okay, what do you want to talk to me about?" Bakura blinked slowly as his eyes felt heavy. Marik could only assume he was sick. How else would that explain the feverish look the thief was displaying.
"Well...Um...never mind, actually, come to think about it, now that I'm actually here...I don't remember...It seemed important at the time..." Marik scratched the back of his head hoping his little white lie was believable.
"You are a fucking moron you know that?" And it appeared that it was.
"Yeah I know...You've told me...But I guess I'll go back to my house then sorry so bug you Kura!"
"You are not sorry, you asshole..."
"Heh you're right I'm not but oh well, do call if you need something. I take it Ryou went with Yugi to the convention today neh?"
"Yeah when Yugi was a psyched out and naturally he got Ryou that way too...You know how those things are...They probably won't be back until tomorrow..."
"I see...oh hey have you seen Malik? I've been looking for him. He closed off our mind link for some reason..."
"Uhhh..." Bakura blinked for a moment. "...No I haven't...Not since yesterday..."
"Yesterday? Where!"
"I meant, uh...the day before yesterday, silly me, I don't feel good, I'm going back to sleep, bug me one more time and I'll cut both of your hands off with a potato peeler, you under stand?"
"Yeah, yeah, like you'd ever do it..." Marik said rolling his eyes as he turned away from the door. "Later."
"'Yeah yeah' whatever." The thief's door closed, and Marik exited the house. He strolled over to his own, which was but three houses down.
He stopped before the door and took in a breath. He turned the knob and walked in. He was hoping Yami would still be sleeping up in his room, but that wasn't the case as he walked in to see the pharaoh curled up in a chair, with the TV on, but the sound off.
"What's up with the no audio bit?" Marik said walking past casually.
"Didn't feel like noise...So...Did you talk to Bakura?"
"Um yeah..."
"What'd he say?" Yami turned curiously.
"Well you see...when I started to try to tell him he kinda gave me the pitiful, 'tell Yami to call me please' look and well..."
"You didn't talk to him did you?"
"No," Marik said tapping his fingers together.
"Maaarikkkk!"
"I'll talk to him I promise! Though I think you should have told him yourself you pansy..." He mumbled the last part.
"I heard that! And you owe me buddy!" Yami pointed.
"Oh puhleeze, you enjoyed it as much as I did! Besides if you want to make us even I can always pay you back..." Marik smirked.
"I think you enjoyed last night a little too much there Marik." Yami shook his head.
"And so what if I did?"
Yami chuckled to himself. And Marik took a seat next to him. The pharaoh glanced over. Very aware of just how close Marik was. But he didn't seem to mind it. Of course it wasn't near as close as they had been the night before...Not by a long shot.
"So I take it you're not going to kick me out?"
"Nah, there's no point. I'd rather have the company. With hikari off doing what ever hikari's do...Speaking of which I wish I knew where he was..."
"You don't know where Malik's at?" Yami blinked looking at Mark. It was odd to think that Marik would have allowed his hikari to run around with out knowing where he was. That just didn't seem like a very Marik-like thing.
"No...He's cut the link off...He's hiding something, that sneaky little bastard...See you and Bakura are lucky! Both of your hikari's are like angels! Mine...well mine is much more psycho than those two..."
"Heh, a psycho given to a psycho."
"Hey hey hey now! This isn't a bash on Marik fest! Don't even get me started there! Because I could find twenty more things to make fun of YOU about!"
"Yes, but I could probably find just as many about you!"
"Could not!"
"Could too!
"Could NOT!"
"COULD NOT!"
"Could TOO!...GAH! You're evil! I meant the opposite!"
"Ah but Marik, you didn't SAY the opposite!"
"But-...fine, you know what you win! But that means you're doing dishes tonight..."
"Hey! That's not fair I won! And wait...Are you inviting me to stay over?" Yami blinked at the insertion of his invitation at such an odd time.
"Yeah, that's what I'm doing...don't look at me like that. With all the hikaris gone and Bakura looking like he's ready to kick the bucket at a moment's notice I wouldn't mind the companionship..." Marik's face turned away when he noticed the smirk spreading a cross Yami's face. "And that's all it is! Don't make me do something violent to redeem myself or something..."
"Marik...I've seen you violent before...though I hate to break it to you, your sending people to the shadow realm pales in comparison to Bakura's stringing people up by light posts and playing piñata with people's internal organs..." Yami snorted at the very idea. In truth, it was not a pretty sight to behold, but thinking about that concept in those words was too funny a thought.
"Yeah, I think he's a little more deranged than I am...but he's had more time to get that way I suppose...Spending THAT long in a shitty piece of gold would warp any one I think. Well with the exception of you...you're still somewhat mentally stable. I think..."
"Oh you only THINK so!"
"I was afraid of that...wait...no I wasn't..." Marik corrected himself and smirked smugly. Self-righteous pharaoh was annoying. Bad Ass pharaoh, who was actually corrupted, was good! Very good! At a multitude of things too, he snickered to himself as the thought ran through his mind.
"Now what are you thinking about?"
"Oh nothing." Marik lied with a shrug of his shoulder.
"That's not what your lap is telling me."
"What!" The blonde yami looked down and groaned in slight embarrassment. "Okay, so maybe I WAS thinking about something...that satisfies you doesn't it?"
"Yes, yes indeed." The other yami ran his tongue along his lower lip.
"Ooooh, don't you start that now! You know what that does!" Marik backed away to emphasize his point, not necessarily because he WANTED to per say.
Yami leaned closer and took Marik's face in his hands in a strong hold, brining the man's lips to his own in a fiery blaze of lust, and something else he couldn't quite put his finger on. All he knew was that he wasn't going to stop. He'd started and now it was too late.
"Mmmh..." Marik pulled away just enough to talk. "You're so going to get us in trouble." He breathed as Yami nipped at his lower lip.
"You started this whole mess, now you have to deal with it, besides this is payback for not talking to Bakura like you were supposed to..."
"Hey, hey, I'm not complaining." Marik pushed him back to the bed of the couch and slammed his mouth down on Yami's, who was more than willing to give up dominance to the bigger yami.
"Then shut up and have your way with me already..." Yami breath in an unsteady gasp.
"Your wish is my command pharaoh!" A crooked smile played on the lips of that tanned face.
Leo: Oh hoh! I bet you wanna know what's happening X3! I think we all know!