/Yugi to YamiYami to YugiRyou to Bakura Bakura to Ryou Song words to Bowling for Soup's Belgium
Lately I feel so small, or maybe it's just that my bed has grown…
Bakura flipped open the cap of the lotion and spread some onto his hands, attempting frantically to banish any thoughts of slightly more… hentai… situations, in which a lid would be opened in such a manner.
Yami, however, seemed to be handling this situation perfectly. He had already spread the sticky, highly irritating cream onto Yugi's body and was now swimming with him in the sea. They had swam quite far out, so that when a wave would rise, they would jump it, swimming forwards at the same time to prevent them both going backwards. The game in itself looked pretty pointless, but both were having the time of their lives. Both forms could, as far as Bakura could tell, touch the floor with either their toes or feet, so their jumps got higher with every fresh wave.
Still wondering at how Yami could be so quick at completing such a non-innocent task of stroking his hikari's back, Bakura set to work… and immediately discovered why Yami had been so quick.
The texture of Ryou's skin was… beautiful. It was almost like silk, silk with the smallest hint of velvet framing the edges. The pale skin, broken only by the odd bruise he had gained by playing soccer, was flawless. Not even an angel's wings would be so pure and beautiful to behold.
I never noticed it before, but you were there so how was I to know…?
Bakura's smile widened, though faded considerably when he discovered that his tenshi's back was well done with lotion. Ryou seemed to have noticed it too, for he rose and straightened, before turning and pulling Bakura to his feet.
"Come on, Kura! We gotta go swim!" Ryou cried happily, pulling a highly amused, slightly scared but very delighted Bakura behind him. Of course, the Tomb Robber's hands were slightly sticky from the applying of sun-cream, yet Ryou still savoured the touch.
When both paddled slightly in the sea, Ryou paused. It was so cold…
Ryou, unless you want me to push you in, I suggest you get that pale body of yours into the water, now! Bakura ordered, eager to make small 'accidents' occur within the water. Obediently, almost like a puppy, Ryou slowly sank to his knees in the water, squealing at the icy cold touch.
His yami, however, seemed to be having the time of his life. He stood above him, laughing his snowy white head off, wading in until the water just jutted against his upper thighs, taking his time to get into the water fully.
That the single bed was always meant for two?
"Come on, Bakura! Be a man and dive!" Yami dared, screaming. Bakura shrugged and promptly completed the Pharaoh's pathetic dare.
Or, at least, that would be what it was, until Bakura actually felt the coldness of the water around his skin. He opened his mouth to cry out, but instead got a mouthful of salt water. With a very annoyed look set on his face, Bakura rose to the surface.
"Oh, you're getting it, bastard!" He screamed, this time jumping forwards to swim towards the Pharaoh who, consequently, had begun to comprehend the extent of Bakura's almighty, legendary wrath. He too began to swim, Yugi close behind him.
"Come back here and face me like a man!" Bakura mocked, lunging forwards one more time to grab Yami's ankle and pull him into his chest. He locked his arms around the struggling form and, with no more preliminaries, dunked him under the water.
Yugi!…
Yugi flashed an image into Yami's mind of he shaking his head in pity.
And now you're half way around the world, and I'm just a day behind.
/Poor, poor Yami. Don't worry, he won't kill you. Ryou won't allow it/
Oh, and what about you? Would you let him kill me?Yami asked playfully, feeling his body being freed from Bakura's. Thankfully he floated up to meet with fresh air once more.
"Bakamono!" Ryou was yelping, shooting under water to avoid Bakura's torture. Or, rather to add more tension to things.
"We'll see about that then…" Bakura growled, before diving after his light, easily surpassing Ryou's fairly slow underwater pace. Yugi could just make out a very blurred image of Ryou being grabbed and yanked up to the surface with Bakura.
"SYIAH!" Bakura screamed, right in Ryou's ear. His chibi tenshi yelped and, whist recovering, found himself lifted into the air, and thrown a good solid ten feet away from his darkness. Naturally, the spray from Ryou's landing screened where he was heading and, before Bakura could gloat, his head was submerged beneath the waters.
Yugi sweat dropped.
"They're bloody mental," He declared, finding nothing else to say. Yami smiled down at him. Suddenly, the Pharaoh jumped onto Yugi's body, taking him down into the depths of the water. If Bakura could have fun in such temperatures, so could they.
Nothing seems to fill the hole that I've had since you've left my side.
/Yami!/ Yugi squealed, when Yami grabbed his shoulders and kept him under whilst he rose to the surface for air. To prevent his comeuppance from being too great, Yami shortly released Yugi's shoulders and saw his hikari rise for oxygen.
/Ass hole/ Yugi snarled, darting forwards to do the same to his yami. The Pharaoh dodged and, taking a great personal risk, pushed Yugi under once more.
I take it that you do not appreciate this, my chibi hikari?Yami huskily asked, pulling Yugi back to the surface. 'Fuck, I sounded WAY too aroused then… if he notices, I've got some explaining to do.'
Fortunately, Yugi seemed too preoccupied with gaining air to note much else than Yami's voice, let alone the tone.
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! PHARAOH'S GOTTA CRUSH!" Bakura teased, struggling slightly with his hikari. They seemed to be wrestling with one another, both equally intent to get the other beneath the surface before themselves.
Yami growled, before an interesting idea entered his head. A bit of discreet flirting would not harm anyone, would it? Taking Yugi's hand and holding his close, he called back:
"Bloody hell, Tomb Robber, how did you guess? Is it just the way that I'm all over him that gave me away? Or… was it my light that managed to do that for you?" Yami shot a fake annoyed glance at his blushing Yugi, and smiled.
You'll always be my little girl, though I can't hold you tonight…
Bakura smirked. "As a thief, I am good at finding what is hidden. And, your erection isn't."
Yami grinned. "Neither is yours."
Of course, this was a very tactful way of getting their hikari's to look at their arousal area to find out if the yami's did actually have erections. And, they didn't. Finding this as a great opportunity…
BAKURA! I AM SO GONNA KILL YOU WHEN I GET SOME AIR!!
And what makes you think that you'll get it? Bakura mocked, pulling his hikari up from his waist. Never believe that I show mercy. I never do with my enemies.
Ryou faked a hurt look. "Oh, so I am an enemy? Fine. You weren't a good fucker anyway. Ja ne!" Ryou began to swim away from his darkness, deliberately showing off his cute ass to the slightly blushing Tomb Robber. That ass did look nice to fuck…
"I gotta stop thinking, Ryou…" Bakura began once more, talking more to Yami than to his light, "That you, for some reason, love YUGI MUTOU!"
"Get off of it, Tomb Robber!" Yami snapped playfully, "He fucks me. No one else. And I'm not having a foursome, sod that. Not with you."
Bakura shot him an exasperated look. "The only way your mind thinks, Pharaoh, is down there!" He pointed to Yami's groin.
Ryou and Yugi, 20 minutes later
"What's wrong, Ryou?"
Ryou grimaced slightly as he squeezed water from his silvery locks, gesturing to Yami and Bakura.
"What's with them? They're actually being civil towards each other!"
Yugi sighed and rolled his eyes slightly. So THAT was all this was for? Some lousy talk about Bakura acting nice? Man, this sucked…
And now you're half way around the world.
"Ryou, I thought you were begging Bakura to be friendly in the limo yesterday! What's gotten into you, is it a bad thing? Jealous because you think my yami is sexier?"
Ryou grimaced again. "He'll never be nicer than my Kura. Anyway… I didn't actually expect him to listen to me! I'm wondering if the Pharaoh put something in his breakfast… and took some accidentally for himself. What do you think?"
"I think you've lost it," Yugi sad seriously, sipping some Pepsi Max for effect rather than thirst. "Or, what ever you had left of your sanity, it's gone."
Bakura and Yami
"Either way, they're beginning to suspect that something's up. We're actually being nice and they're concerned? What do they take me for?" Bakura asked, slamming his fist against the water's surface. Water splashed into Yami's eyes, and he grinned.
"I think I know how to solve that," He murmured, before raising his voice to a shout: "I'M GONNA GET YOU FOR THAT ONE, TOMB ROBBER!"
And with that startling Bakura, Yami pushed his head under.
And I'm just a day behind.
Back at the shore…
"See, Ryou? Nothing to worry about!" Yugi said, standing. "So… wanna see how Bakura reacts to being dunked?"
Ryou shot him an exasperated look.
Later, 7:30
"Since you lost twice in a row duelling me, and once to Yugi… I feel that Bakura should be our cook for this evening, don't you?" Yami asked in a tone that suggested it was a rhetorical question. "See, everyone agrees with me! Now, DO IT!"
Bakura growled and rose off his seat, darting upstairs.
Kura, why have you gone up there again…? Ryou moaned, his stomach so hungry that it was almost painful. He desperately needed his food almost as much as he wanted Bakura. The only difference would be that food would be something he could actually get and own, then devour. ((Yami's koi: Wow! Ryou's a cannibal!))
I wake up in the night and I turn around to find that you're not there.
"HI SUE!" Bakura cried, in a very high-pitched voice. What Ryou saw then… he would never forget.
Bakura wore a small piece of cloth around his waist to cover his member, and another, slightly larger piece to cover his crack. He was completely shirtless, revealing his beautifully tanned, muscled chest. In his hand he carried a very furry feather duster. If Ryou was not mistaken, a white scar shot across his left side, about seven inches long. Although the scar in itself looked quite horrifying, and painful to bear, Ryou immediately liked it. ((Yami's koi: just IMAGINE him. Drools…))
Yugi grinned. "And where did you manage to acquire such a… revealing… handkerchief?"
Bakura smirked, hearing Yami snort behind him. "Never you mind." He glanced over Yugi again. His shirt said, 'I lay last night, watching the stars, when I thought, where the HELL is my ceiling?' "Cool shirt. But not as cool as my clothing!"
"Or lack of," Ryou finally managed to say, eyeing Bakura's body hungrily one last time before he could feel his gaze upon him. "Are you really going to cook in that?"
"Oh, you bet! And I'll clean the cabin with my kinky feather duster."
Yami was… unable to conceive what he was beholding. Bakura in… a… handkerchief? What an obvious way of seducing someone? Why didn't he just come down in a thong with some chains and whips declaring his love for Ryou: wouldn't that be more of an obvious hint?
I just like to watch you sleep, and lay by you, I love to feel you near.
Yugi grinned and nudged Yami into looking at Ryou's face. He was… delighted. Yet it seemed that it was only Bakura who had not noticed it.
Yami cleared his throat. "Well, Bakura… apart from looking like a dick… I would say that you've finished this costume well. You look just like him."
Bakura arched an eyebrow, his stance becoming fierce and very reflective on how he felt. His arms folded, and one hip fell slightly to one side. The cloth slipped slightly, which did not help Ryou's current… heated… state.
"And just who would he be?" Bakura asked quietly, finding no one he could recall whom even looked remotely like this.
"MARIK!" Yami roared, ducking as the aggravated Tomb robber threw a cushion, then throwing slightly heavier things. This was when the phone began to ring.
"I'll bloody get it," Yugi muttered, picking up the phone. "Moshi-moshi?"
"Hey Yug! How ya doin'? 'As Yami killed Kura yet?"
Yugi smiled at the familiar accent. "Hi Jou. No, he hasn't died. But Bakura is wearing a hanky for clothing right now, holding a feather duster. All we need now is a pole and then he can do us an enticing striptease."
I think I'm going crazy, and everyday the vision starts to grow.
"Ya really not innocent, huh Yug? Anyways… Seto asked me to ask you… if ya had gotten any more luck with Yami."
Yugi blinked. Okay, now what was that supposed to mean?
"Yug, don't play dumb. I saw you staring at him in da car yesterday!"
"And I can't look at my own yami because…?" Yugi asked, stalling for time desperately. Jou had the reputation of being one of the loudest blabbermouths ever… and would tell EVERYONE he knew. It wouldn't surprise him if he begged Seto to have an aeroplane soar into the sky with a banner streaming behind declaring Yugi's love.
"Seto's gonna talk to ya, Yug… an' ya can't hide nothin' from a CEO." Jou ended abruptly, before Seto came on the line.
"Okay Yugi, quit bluffing. I know how and why you like Yami, and I've known for a long time now. Probably before even you realised what you were feeling. So… you said that Bakura is wearing a tiny item of clothing, right?"
Seto Kaiba. Always so direct to the point that others are so afraid to reach. Fuck, if Yugi hadn't have been so desperate, he would have slammed the phone down there and then.
Yugi took a deep breath. If not even Seto's plan didn't work, then nothing else would.
"Just tell me what I have to do."
I never noticed it before, but you were there so how was I to know…?
Yugi could almost see Seto's victorious smirk appear on his face. "Good. Now… don't mess up! This could be your only chance, Yugi…"
And in the space of less than three minutes, Yugi's face went from his usual pale tone to a cute blush. And it was still rising when he hung up, and climbed the stairs to put this plan into action.
Yugi? Where're you going?
/Yami… wait a few moments. Please…/ Yugi whispered, quite seductively for he. If Yami was embarrassed, or actually noticed the change, then he did not show it through their link.
Fine, aibou. Now… back to making Bakura feel like an ahou.
… That the single bed was always meant for two?
Yugi gulped slightly and closed the door to where he kept his clothes. With several spare rooms at their disposal, it had been decided that their clothes could be spread around different parts of the house.
Yugi turned right at the top of the stairs and opened the door facing him. Here was where his clothes were kept. Also in this room was a hammock, and trampoline. Then… Yugi had yet another light bulb. Grinning, he crouched down, and braced himself to pull.
Downstairs
What the fucking hell…?! Bakura screamed into Ryou's mind, turning and gasping at what he saw. ((This part is so predictable…))
And not just anyone… it was meant for me and you.
Yugi looked almost like him. His shirt was currently being shrugged off his shoulders, then tossed away to land on the couch beside the stunned form of the Pharaoh. The small piece of material tied around his waist had slipped quite far below his belly button, yet trailed down to the middle of Yugi's thighs. Yugi smirked and produced from behind his back…
Handcuffs.
Yami blushed highly. Not only was the sight getting him highly… aroused… but Yugi had managed to save those vibrant, fluffy pink handcuffs from last summer? He'd actually accepted the dare and not only bought them himself… but also kept them?! Where the FUCK had he managed to keep them?
Yugi turned to face Yami, and the dark counterpart gasped inwardly. Yugi's amethyst orbs were overly bright in the light, enhanced further by the glitter Ryou had scattered across his face earlier. His chest was revealed and, although not muscular like both yami's, was beautiful to look at. Yami's opinions only increased when regarding every inch of his practically bare body talked solely to… him.
And now you're half way around the world, and I'm just a day behind.
Yugi grinned and approached Yami silently. When their faces were a foot apart, his smirk faded into a smile.
"Now do you understand why I couldn't let you upstairs with me?"
Yami nodded mutely. Yugi smirked most unlike to himself, and glanced over at Bakura. His mouth was still open, and he seemed unable to say anything.
"Give me… give… me…" Bakura shook his head, trying again. "Give me… something to… erase this night… from… my memory…"
Ryou grinned and rose to stand beside Yugi. "Then for that, we'll need alcohol."
Bakura sighed and rolled his eyes. "After I've made the dinner, watashi no hikari. Only then… and no sooner."
After dinner
"Yeah… kinda surprising, isn't it? That Bakura has finally stopped sending objects to the Shadow Realm and begun to cook with them." Ryou explained again, his pride surging throughout his entire being. Since the Tomb Robber was currently out purchasing the beer, this had left Yami, Yugi and Ryou… all alone with each other. ((I was a walking contradiction there, huh?))
Nothing seems to fill the hole that I've had since you've left my side…
Yami arched an eyebrow and shrugged. "The meal was average. But… what I wanna know is when are you gonna tell the Tomb Robber about how you feel?"
Ryou bowed his head.
"Am I really being obvious?" He asked at last, to no one in particular. His dejected form slumped further down into his seat, and his head rose slightly. "Am I?"
"Of course not!" Yugi said immediately, before Yami could hint otherwise. "Bakura's just too thick-headed to see how you feel so clearly. And he's afraid of showing his own feelings."
Ryou glared at him. "Now you're being a walking contradiction!" ((Hey! That's stealing! ))
You'll always be my little girl, though I can't hold you tonight…
Yugi blinked. "How do you mean?"
Ryou shot him an exasperated look that asked, 'Are you being fucking serious?' Without wording this, he began to speak once again.
"Earlier you said Bakura was being slightly obvious about things in your head. Like him appearing in that… whatever he was wearing. Now you're saying he's having difficulty in showing those kind of feelings! Make up your bastard mind!"
I still think I should have dared him to go outside to buy booze in that… thing. Yami muttered, barely concentrating on Yugi. If he saw his aibou's precious body so revealed one more time… he would most probably… pounce.
And now you're half way around the world, and I'm just a day behind. Lately I feel so small, or maybe it's just that my bed has grown…
Yug smiled slightly at his Pharaoh's comments before continuing, yet Ryou had input first.
"And BAKURA being obvious? I know that I'm going crazy, but what the fuck about you, Yug? You're wearing a piece of cloth the size of a pea, with fluffy handcuffs being your back! Who do you want to get, hmmm?"
Yami tensed, acting. "Maybe we should ask Ryou to be our bridesmaid, Yugi."
Yugi's eyes shifted to look into the Game King's, and he blinked continuously. "You never asked me to marry you!"
Never noticed it before, but how was I to know… and now you're half way around the world…
Yami shrugged. "Sure, okay then. Just keep on denying it and no more sex for us. And without any sex, you won't release any sperm and then your dick will explode and then you'll die."
Silence.
"Was this a bad time to come back?" Bakura asked, holding several bags full of alcoholic beverages in his hands.
Yugi bit his lip to prevent him from laughing aloud. This did not quite stop the cheesy grin appearing on his face, however, and the Tomb Robber noticed this. He smirked in response.
"So… it was YOU who he was talking about his non-existent sperm then, huh?"
And I'm just a day behind. Nothing seems to fill the hole that I've had since you've left my side…
Yugi blushed, and his shoulders shook with the effort it took not to burst into incurable fits of laughter. Yami noticed this, and, with his sly grin fixed on his lips, pounced on his chest. This action… only seemed to arouse him further, and who wouldn't get excited? Yugi was beneath him, practically naked, and he was on top, like he'd always wanted… and he had the current power to do anything that he pleased. Yami rose off the small Duellist below and backed off, blushing intensely.
"Gomen nasai, aibou," He said softly, almost upset. Yugi sat up and gave him a heart-wrenching look. He looked so… lost… now that Yami was away from him.
Kura, DO something!
You'll always be my little girl, though I can't hold you tonight… And now you're half way around the world, and I'm -
Bakura shot his perfect tenshi a look of fake disgust. There's nothing in here I would like to fuck. Besides… OH! You mean do something about this awkward silence… well, since it's you… okay.
Bakura inhaled a large breath, and released it in the form of…
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!" He then proceeded onwards to dance around the room, discarding his shirt as he went, singing along to a song happy in its tune, yet holding a slightly hentai meaning to it.
"…So how was I to know that the single bed was always meant for two? And not just anyone… it was meant for… ME AND YOU!!" He sang, very much out of tune, and pointed to Ryou on the last three words. Ryou blushed… and didn't know how to react when Bakura beckoned him over to him. The Tomb Robber leapt onto the table and began to dance, still singing both verbally and through their link, all the while still begging for Ryou to dance with him.
-Just a day behind. Just a day behind. Just a day behind. Just a day behind…
Ryou gulped, whilst Yugi encouraged him. What should he do…?
Neutral Man: You'll get one plushie of Ryou and Bakura hugging for reviewing, and another for Christmas of whatever you want!
Yami's koi: yep! Ya know, I got bored the other day and made a Ryou plushie from socks… is that wrong?
Bakura: yeah.
Yami's koi: Um… I know its kinda asking a lot, but um… if any of you gies would like to do me some fan art, then I'd be more than happy to receive it! I'd love to see what my fic has inspired…
Bakura: probably a load of bull because of the lack of fluff.
Yami's koi: well maybe I'll ask if they can show a cute kiss of Yugi and Yami, or Ryou and Bakura! Or, perhaps, one of when you were in your hanky! Or when you were shirtless at the beach!
Bakura: blinks
Yami's koi: and finally, I'd like to wish all my reviewers, current, past and future, a very Merry Christmas, and a kick-ass New Year! LUVVIES!