The Randomness of Yamishipping

Hello everyone! This is S. Chensu with a guest chapter in Yugi and Mai's great yamishipping story, specifically for Easter. I hope you all like it, don't be too hard, this will be the first thing I've published in about eight months…

Disclaimer: I do not own anything affiliated with Yu-Gi-Oh, including characters and plot. I also don't own 'Angel' by Massive Attack or 'Holier than Thou' by Metallica. However I do own the story.

Warning: This is yaoi blah, blah, blah. A small amount of smex in it as well as foul language and the usual things associated with the yamis. The only other things I can think of is a part of this may seem like I'm being rude about religion, specifically Christianity (Since Easter is a Christian holiday) but please don't take it seriously and please don't report me for the songs. I know, no lyrics, but it was the only way I could show the change of mood.

Note: ------- is a divider in a scene and italics is a letter/lyric.

That's all for now folks. Remember to be kind in your comments!

Easter one-shot

Yami cracked an eye open, the continual banging noise jabbing into his mind. He frowned before stretching, wondering who would be knocking on their door at this ridiculously early hour. Unsure as to what the time actually was, he leant over the body lying beside him, wrinkling his nose slightly at the smell before focusing on the small clock that was on the bedside table. It read 11:00 am. Well it wasn't that early then.

Realising that the banging was still going on, he clambered over various limbs, not caring when the body cursed at him for kicking it in the side. Retorting that it needed to wash before talking to him, Yami grabbed a pair of trousers and yanked them on before walking quickly down the stairs. He noticed as he did so that he had picked up a pair that weren't his, only after he had nearly tripped over the ends of them of course. Sighing at the fact he was shorter than the other occupants of the house, he finally made it to the front door, yanking it open to stop the banging.

He stared for a moment at the figure standing in the doorway before smirking and glancing up the stairs to where the bedroom he had been in was. Oh this was going to be too funny…

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THWAK!

Bakura's eyes shot open, panic clouding his mind for a moment as he wondered what the noise was and why his head suddenly hurt. Putting the two together, he glanced upwards and noticed Yami towering over him, paper fan in hand. Bakura frowned at this rare sight (Yami towering over him, not Yami hitting him with that dratted fan) and attempted a coherent sentence to ask him what the hell he had done this time. Although Yami didn't always need a reason to hit him, he seemed to have quite a penchant for it anyway…

"I haven't even been awake for the last few hours and still I manage to do something wrong!" Bakura snapped irritably, rubbing his head. "What is it now?"

"Oh nothing love, there's someone at the door for you that's all." Yami said cheerfully, grinning at how he had already managed to wind the past tombrobber up without too much effort.

"Well tell them to go away! Who the hell would want to see me when they KNOW I HATE MORNINGS!" Bakura sat up as he yelled the last words, only to get a torrent of foul language in response.

THWAK!

The creator of the…interesting…words growled slightly before rolling over and going back to sleep, continuing to mutter. Yami tapped the fan against his arm before turning back to Bakura who was now looking for his trousers. Not able to find them, he glanced up at Yami, blinking as his finally found them, although not in the place he had expected.

"Hmm, they look good on you…" Bakura commented, glancing downwards. "But I think they're a bit too long…"

Grinning at the words that he knew would get Yami fired up, Bakura nimbly hopped off the bed and ran to the cupboard to grab another pair before running out of the room and away from the now mad Yami. Ah, revenge was sweet…

Only Bakura didn't realise that the joke was him as he walked down the stairs, his focus back on the visitor. Who could it be? Hearing movements from the living room, he got to the bottom of the stairs and headed across the hall. He stopped at the doorway, a mixture of surprise, horror and rage on his face as the thing leapt towards him. He opened his mouth to scream but was stopped by the creature tackling and forcing him to the ground, causing the air to escape from his lungs.

As soon as Bakura got his breath back, he opened his mouth once more and soon a roar filled the house. It seemed that soon the whole of Domino would know who the visitor was…

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"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMI!"

The Eye of Ra started to glow on Malik's forehead as he finally opened his eyes, ready to send the person who had dared to interrupt his sleep on a one way trip to the Shadow Realm as he sat up. But his plan was temporarily forgotten when he heard the sound of hysterical laughter from his left hand side and glancing over, he noticed Yami gripping his sides and struggling to breathe as he continued to chortle.

"Do I want to know?" Malik asked, slightly taken aback by the tri-colour haired teen's emotions. He had never known Yami to be so amused by something in all the time they had been together. Yami managed to stop laughing long enough to consider Malik's question before starting to snigger again.

"Oh when you know what's happened you'll be laughing too!" And with that he gave up the struggle to speak, the need to breathe more important as he continued to…cackle!

Malik was now seriously worried. Sure, he cackled and Bakura did too but he was pretty sure Yami had never ever laughed so evilly. Now extremely curious about what could get Yami so worked up, he glanced around the room and noticed for the first time that Bakura wasn't in the room.

"Erm…Yami…where is Bakura?" For some strange reason this caused Yami to sway so suddenly that he fell over, tears now streaming down his face. Coming to the conclusion that Bakura must be involved in whatever was going on, Malik decided to investigate where the yelling had come from. Now he thought about it, the voice had sounded a lot like Bakura's…

Groping around for clothes, he stood up and got dressed quickly before grabbing Yami and dragging him out of the room. He didn't seem to mind too much, although that could have been because he was still too hysterical to notice. Walking down the stairs, Malik could see that a commotion was going on in the living room and decided this was where Bakura was.

Staring into the living room, Malik suddenly realised what Yami had found so funny. So he joined in with Yami and their screams of laughter soon filled the room as they leant on each other for support, watching as Funny Bunny chased Bakura around…

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Bakura paused to glare at them for daring to just stand there and make fun of him before once more finding himself unable to breathe as he was crushed to death in what was supposed to be a hug but felt more like his organs were being squeezed out of both ends.

"BUNNY KURY!" And before he knew it a big wet, sloppy kiss had been planted on his face. Hearing that the laughter still hadn't stopped, he screamed in frustration and pointed at them.

"Stop laughing at me and get this thing off!"

"I'm sorry Kura but you two just look so cute together!" Yami's comment caused Bakura to growl loudly. The fact that Yami squealed didn't help at all.

"IT'S NOT CUTE, IT'S DISTURBING!" Bakura snapped, pouting and trying to push Funny Bunny off of him with very little success. "Damn Pegasus for bringing this freak to life…" He muttered, trying not to notice that Funny Bunny suddenly looked mad. He wasn't nice when he was mad.

Yami sighed at the two figures before him, deciding that maybe it was time to get the situation under control. After all the living room was actually nice and tidy for once and he didn't want it messed up again so soon. Especially as he had had to bribe Malik with the promise that he would be uke in order to get him to go anywhere near the Hoover. He winced slightly, remembering last night.

"So…why don't you come and sit down Funny Bunny? It seems a bit rude to make you stand up after all." Bakura glared at Yami, wondering why the hell he was being so nice to the freak. Yami merely ignored him and grinned, watching the reaction on the pink rabbit's face.

"Oh yes please Yami-boy!" Funny Bunny bounced across the room to the sofa, still holding onto Bakura who started yelling about being dragged everywhere. Soon the two of them had arranged themselves so that Bakura was leaning away from Funny Bunny while he stroked the thief's hair in a slow, contented way.

"What are you doing here then Funny Bunny? I mean, not that isn't nice to see you and all, it just seems a bit…random, that's all." Malik looked confused and frowned further when the animal merely pointed to a basket full of eggs before proceeding to plait Bakura's hair. "Eggs in a basket? Is this another modern custom thing?" He sighed at the thought of yet another celebration that Marik hadn't bothered telling him about. It didn't matter if he had been stuck in a cave, it was still his fault Ra damn it!

"I don't know what you're complaining about, you weren't born 5000 years ago were you?" Yami pointed out and then thought about the eggs in a basket thing. "Wait…I remember Yugi mentioning something about this. He said there was a bunny that gives out eggs and also there's someone who got nailed to a roll…?" Suddenly realising how odd that sounded, Yami laughed nervously and shrugged his shoulders.

"Right…" Deciding to ignore Yami for the moment, Malik turned back to Funny Bunny. "So you're supposed to be this Easter bunny thing then?"

"Yes indeedies Pineapple Man!" Funny Bunny suddenly jumped up, yanking on Bakura's hair by accident.

"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" Bakura howled in pain, screeching once he had realised he now had two plaits. "And what the fuck have you done with my hair!"

THWAK!

"We'll be having none of that sort of language around here Bakura." Yami stated sternly before the fan mysteriously vanished once more.

"How does he do that!"

Bakura's exclamation was ignored as Funny Bunny reached for the basket of confectionary, glancing into it briefly before picking out three large brightly coloured eggs and passing one to each yami.

"Wow…thank you Funny Bunny." Yami's eyes lit up at the colours on the foil, before noticing a small tag on the side. "Dear Yami-boy, Happy Easter! Love Pegasus…" Yami gulped slightly at the kisses at the bottom before hesitantly placing the egg on the table.

"Sheesh, Pegasus is obsessed with you…" Malik muttered, looking at the tag that was on his egg, although he didn't say what was on it out loud. "So…thanks I suppose."

Bakura meanwhile glared at his tag, reminding himself to kill Pegasus next time he saw him. That man was just sick! But soon he noticed that Yami was watching him carefully and he looked up, frowning.

"And what do you say Bakura?"

"Erm…damn you for plaiting up my hair and giving me what is basically an invitation for a 'good time' with the nightmare 'master and slave' pairing?" Glimpsing the fan making a sudden appearance behind Yami's back, Bakura gulped and sighed, looking back to Funny Bunny. "Fine. Thank you for giving me this oh so wonderful egg-"

THWAK!

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR! I SWEAR I'M GONNA SUE YOU FOR DAMAGES YAMI!" Bakura practically screeched, jumping up and down on the spot in anger.

"That was for being insincere Kura." Yami retorted smugly before turning to Funny Bunny. "I suppose you have to go now right?"

"Yes that's right Yami-boy but don't worry, we'll play soon!" The rabbit giggled before hopping across the room and kissing Bakura once more. "Love you Bunny Kury!"

"Yeah and I hate you too…" Bakura muttered, now wiping his mouth, although as usual, no one took any notice of him.

"And bye-bye to you too Pineapple Man!"

And with that Funny Bunny picked up his basket and disappeared, leaving behind nothing but a maniacal laugh. By now Bakura was twitching and Yami sighed, bracing himself for the torrent of abuse he KNEW was just about to fall on him. But none came. Glancing at Bakura, it was almost like he had been frozen, unable to move apart from the rapid movement of his chest.

"Um…Kura?" Yami asked, stepping forward so that if necessary, he could hit him with the fan again.

"I feel…dirty…" Bakura finally replied, starting to rub his arms frantically, like he was trying to remove invisible germs from them.

"Kura love, you ARE dirty…" Malik leered, causing Yami to snort with laughter. He covered his mouth quickly and coughed, slightly guilty at finding the situation funny but it was just so TYPICAL of Malik to say something like that. It didn't seem to matter though since Bakura hadn't apparently heard Malik's comment anyway.

"I can't believe it…FUNNY BUNNY GROPED ME!" Bakura let out a rather girly scream before running out of the room. "I MUST BE CLEANSED!" Was all they heard as Bakura thundered up the stairs, presumably towards the bathroom.

"Well…I must say that's the strangest thing that's happened here for a while…" Malik commented before yawning loudly and stretching. "Anyways, I'm off back to bed now."

"BED!" Yami yelled. "Malik, it's nearly midday!"

"Yeah and it's also a Sunday. It would go against everything I believed in if I was to actually do anything before at least three this afternoon." Malik argued, shrugging his shoulders as though saying 'and there's nothing you can do to change my mind'.

"Malik, that's just a poor attempt at you covering up the fact that you're a lazy bastard." Yami stated, crossing his arms.

"Yep, basically." Malik grinned and moved to the entrance of the room, waving back at Yami. "See you later then."

Yami watched Malik leave the room and sighed at his lover's laziness. He knew Malik was telling the truth and that there was no point in trying to force him out of bed. Glancing at the three chocolate eggs, he wondered what to do with them before deciding that putting them in the fridge would be best for now. There was no point in letting them melt.

Picking them up, Yami walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge door, looking inside to find a space for them. After he had put two of them away he suddenly realised there was no space for the third one. His eyes flicked over the various food stuffs on the shelves and soon found something that raised his interest: a box of strawberries. Glancing from his egg to the strawberries and back again, he came up with a plan that would incorporate the both of them: eating them.

Taking out a saucepan from a cupboard and placing it on the cooker, he put a low heat on before setting to the task of unwrapping the egg. He did so carefully, not wanting to rip the highly decorated foil. He even kept the tag, although he wasn't sure why. Probably to wind Malik and Bakura up with. The foil was soon smoothed out and left on the table while Yami broke the egg up into smaller pieces so that it would all fit in the saucepan.

Soon the chocolate was starting to melt, becoming a smooth liquid which coated the bottom of the saucepan. As small bubbles appeared on the surface, tendrils of a delicious chocolate scent wafted upwards where Yami breathed them in and grinned, his mouth watering at the thought of eating the rich substance.

As soon there were no lumps left, Yami took it off the heat and got a bowl out to put the chocolate in, at the same time taking the lid off the box of strawberries. Pouring the chocolate into the bowl, Yami waited for it all to fall in, listening to the glooping sound it made before wiping up the remains with his finger and licking it all off. He could already feel the affects of the chocolate, a smile settling on his face as he turned the cooker off and headed back into the living room with his treats.

Getting himself comfortable on the sofa, Yami found the remote control for the stereo and turned it on, pleased that his CD was still in there and not thrown out like some of his others had been. Skipping forward to the third track and setting it to 'repeat', Yami slid downwards on the sofa so he was lying down before picking up a strawberry and dipping it in to the chocolate, barely moaning as the combined taste of sweet and rich hit his taste buds.

The song started and as the base hit Yami's ears, he closed his eyes and let it wash over him, his heart soon matching the pace of the song; slow and thoughtful.

You, are my angel…

As the words continued to pour from the speakers, Yami felt himself become more and more relaxed. It was as though the song was caressing him, lulling him into a state where he had no thoughts, no wishes, no desires. The process of eating soon became a reflex, there was no need to concern himself with such things.

The song started again and Yami sighed, feeling himself getting drowsy. He didn't know why he would be feeling so sleepy at this time of day but then maybe it was the song that was making him feel like this. He suddenly realised there were no strawberries left and sighed once more, feeling hungry.

Yami suddenly felt like he was having a heart attack and sat up, the sudden appearance of drums crashing into his skull and quickly breaking apart any peace that he had felt before. He looked at the man staring before him and frowned, feeling very pissed off at being scared like that.

No more, the crap rolls out your mouth again!

Bakura grinned down at the obviously enraged Yami, his eyes flickering over the remains of the strawberries and chocolate. Raising an eyebrow at this, Bakura stepped forward and picked up the bowl, scrapping away some of the chocolate before licking his finger slowly, watching Yami at the same time.

As though suddenly brought to life, Yami leapt forward and grabbed Bakura, wrestling the bowl from him and hugging it to himself as though it was something precious to him. Bakura frowned, wondering what was going to happen next.

"Kura, why the hell did you do that? You really scared me you know!" Yami yelled, mainly so he could get himself heard over the music.

"Payback for earlier…" Bakura replied, taking the control and turning the music off.

"PAYBACK!" Yami seemed unable to believe this and sat back down on the sofa, still cradling the bowl of chocolate.

"I'm sorry love but it was funny." Bakura pointed out as he sidled up to Yami, beginning to nuzzle his neck.

Yami's response was to growl and turn to Bakura, pushing him over suddenly. Bakura blinked in surprise as he felt his back hit the sofa but felt even more so when Yami straddled him, a smirk on his face as he leant closer to Bakura so he could whisper in his ear.

"You're going to regret doing that you know…"

Before Bakura could ask why, he felt Yami's lips on his own. But not just a light press, it was like a flood trying to break through his lips and into his mouth and he gladly conceded, moaning at the same time. Yami felt so alive and shivered as he reached over to the bowl, coating his fingers before breaking contact with Bakura.

Bakura meanwhile felt completely shocked at the way Yami was acting. He hadn't been this forceful or dominating for a long time and damn, he loved it! Not that he would ever let Yami know that of course. Watching him to find out what he would do next, all he glimpsed was fingers moving towards his mouth before a felt a coolness running over his lips. He frowned, wondering what Yami had just done when he saw Yami licking his fingers. Realising there was chocolate on his lips, he went to lick it off but stop when Yami kissed him again, licking up the chocolate on his mouth. Bakura's lips tingled and he willingly opened his mouth, moaning once more when he tasted the sudden influx of chocolate.

Soon Yami was licking up and down his throat, biting occasionally to produce the most wonderful sounds from Bakura. Yami smirked, enjoying the fact that he was controlling Bakura like this and that he was enjoying himself so much too.

"Yami…please more…" Bakura whispered and Yami sat up slightly, watching Bakura's flushed face, his lips part slightly so that he could get more air into his lungs.

"Hmm, ok then, seeing as I'm in such a nice mood." This made Bakura growl but Yami merely ignored this, smiling slightly as he sat up and helped Bakura get his t-shirt off.

Soon it was on the floor and after keeping eye contact with Bakura for a moment, who was watching him, Yami leant down and quickly licked one of his nipples. Bakura threw his head back, gasping loudly as he closed his eyes, drowning in the sensations he was feeling. He could feel the coldness of the chocolate moving across his chest and soon a tongue followed haphazardly, the sudden heat seeming to set his skin on fire. But soon it stopped and Bakura's eyes flew open, staring at Yami with unasked questions on his tongue.

"Do you want me to go further?" Yami whispered huskily, tracing a line down his stomach towards his trousers and stopping just below the waistband, starting to rub the skin gently. Bakura hissed and nodded his head. "You know, you're going to have to ask." Yami stated, ceasing in his movements and leaning on his elbows so he could see Bakura's face better.

"Huh?" Bakura asked, genuinely confused. His emotions were so mixed up, thanks to Yami's actions and he wasn't sure what was going on.

"So you want me to go further Bakura?" Yami repeated, smiling slightly at how dazed his lover looked. He actually looked kinda cute like that.

"Erm…" To get Bakura to move faster, since Yami's needs were quite desperate, Yami rubbed Bakura's crotch gently. "Yami!" Bakura's breathing increased rapidly and soon he couldn't hold himself back anymore. "Please Yami, I need you!" Bakura looked into Yami's crimson eyes and smiled. "Take me please…" He whispered and Yami smiled back, reaching up and kissing Bakura softly on the lips.

"Thank you…"

And with that, Yami kissed Bakura once more as he unzipped his trousers, the two of them soon lost within each other…

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Malik stepped out of the bedroom, now fully awake and washed. He ran his hand through his slightly damp hair and started to descend down the stairs, stopping when he heard a moan. He suddenly remembered what had happened earlier in the day and what had been written on the little tag of his egg by Pegasus.

'Dear Malik,

As I'm sure you well know, chocolate is one of the best natural aphrodisiacs so here are three 'special' eggs for you, Yami and Bakura. Have fun and remember to give me a copy of the tapes!

Love,

Pegasus.'

Malik chuckled slightly, wondering what Yami and Bakura would say if they read the tag. They would probably be shocked and disgusted but Malik knew that Pegasus wasn't really being serious and just liked to wind them up. But there was no need to tell them that of course…

Standing at the doorway of the living room, Malik suddenly felt himself get very hot at the sight of his two lovers tangled up together. Especially since Yami was on top and doing quite well for himself too.

"Ugh…Yami, harder please!" Bakura cried out, arching his back so that Yami could hit his prostrate harder. Leaning forward so he could support Bakura's weight better, Yami rested his head on Bakura's shoulder.

"Bakura, I-" Yami grunted and tensed slightly, biting Bakura's shoulder.

"Mmm Yami, so good…" Bakura moaned, feeling himself reach his climax.

"I'm- AAAGH!" Yami cried out, thrusting in as hard as he could. "AAAAAAGGHH!"

"YAAAAAAAAMMII!"

The two of them pressed against each other tightly, twitching slightly before Bakura collapsed on the sofa, Yami on top of him. They glanced at each other and smiled, kissing briefly.

"Love you Kura…"

"I love you too Yami."

Malik stepped forward, watching the calmness on their faces as they entwined with each other. He was soon standing by them and knelt down, kissing them both on the forehead.

"You two are so beautiful you know…" He laughed at the blushes on their faces before glancing over their bodies, appreciating what he had. "So then…when do I get a go?" He asked, grinning at the looks of disbelief on their face.

"Malik! You're joking right?" Yami asked faintly and Malik pouted, pretending to look offended.

"And I love you too Yami." Said person sat up slightly, gazing at Malik intently before pulling him into a gentle kiss.

"Hmm, you smell better now…" Yami mumbled, staring into Malik's eyes.

"Yeah, unlike you!" Malik soon found himself on his backside and he blinked up at Yami, who grinned at him. Bakura watched them two and smiled, happy that he was with them.

"Well I suppose it's a Happy Easter to you two then." Bakura commented thoughtfully.

"Oh yeah, Happy Easter!" Yami had apparently forgotten about everything that happened this morning and laughed nervously when Bakura shot him a look.

"Let's celebrate with another egg!" Malik suggested quickly, only to be met with an empty box of strawberries and the Paper Fan of Doom.

"MALIK, SHUT UP!"

(End of Chapter)

So that's it people. I hope you have a good Easter and remember, don't get too high on all the chocolate!

S. Chensu xxx.

P.S. I apologise for any crappy bits in the story…