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Warning: Shounen ai. Yaoi. Boy on Boy. Get it?
Disclaimer: Sorry, don't own. Not one character, manga, or anime. Sad, ne?
Summary: Short chapter. Full of guest appearances by Mr. Nibbles, Marik, and Yami! Yay!
Remember:
"Blah" speech.
Blah thoughts
/Blah/ mind link (Yami)
\Blah\ mind link (Hikari)
Chapter Five
Dreams… They are instable, unreachable, and fickle. You can't count on them. All they do is bring up your hopes and then careless dump you into reality. Dreams are truly just the equivalent of therapists.
So it is no wonder that Ryou thought the previous night was all just a dream. Don't get him wrong, Ryou has no problems with therapists. Although Bakura believes them to just work for the government under the conspiracy to take sad and demented people's hard earned money. Or at least semi-hard earned money…
When Ryou awoke, he kept his eyes closed. Please, don't make me wake up in my bed alone! Please! The poor boys green eyes watered at the harsh reality he was in a few hours ago. He would rather like to think it all a dream…
Without real thought, he let out a silent plea. "Please…"
Bakura was in his own little fantasies, one that included melted chocolate, silk scarves and a partly naked and flushed Ryou, when he heard the whimper. Unconsciously, his arms squeezed the younger boy's middle. This action caused Ryou to gasp. Nile eyes snapped open and as reflex was to have it, also make him sit up… right on Bakura's lower region.
Again, the action created pressure on the darker one. He groaned out, and his dream got a bit more… bothered. Ryou could feel his face go through at least twenty shades of red. Some that most people don't even know. It was most unfortunate timing when Malik picked that exact moment to wake up screaming.
"WAKEY! WAKEY! EGGS AND BACY-OH-NE! EVERYBODY UP AND AT 'EM SUNSHINES!" The weird song startled Bakura from his very, very good dream. He shot up like a bullet and his faced nearly collided with Ryou's own face.
Blinks…
Silence…
Realization in….
3…
2…
1…
"SORRY!"
They forced apart in record timing.
AYI! I CAN'T BELIEVE I WAS STRADLING HIM! Ryou tired to keep his eyes down.
AYI! I CAN'T BELIEVE I WAS STRADLED BY HIM! Bakura tried to keep his, ah, problem down.
Crap… I have terrible timing…I'll have to make up this one… Malik gave an evil grin and began to army crawl his way to the kitchen…
Needless to say there was a lot of blushing going on. Thankfully though, each person was wrapped up in their own embarrassing thoughts, but not for long. A sudden, loud clunking noise was heard coming from the kitchen. Ryou blinked. Bakura tilted his head. Then…
"YOU FURRY LITTLE BASTARD! YOU BIT ME! I THOUGHT THE MICROWAVE WAS EMPTY!"
Ryou fell off the couch in surprise and shock. Bakura felt a vein throb in his head. "Didn't I tell you that damn gerbil continues to bit us?"
"You said he got fried!"
"I never said he didn't survive."
"……….."
"What?"
"………."
"………."
Sigh. "Right. Gerbil-with-third-degree-burn duty. I'm on it."
Blink. "You have a name for it?"
"……….."
"Never mind."
"……….."
"………."
"AYI! YOU LITTLE VERMIN SHIT! I FUCKING HATE GUARD DOGS!"
"You going to help him anytime soon?"
"He's the one broke through the police tape and still opened the microwave."
"Good point."
"………"
"………."
"………."
"Hey, hikari… How did he get past the police tape with his straight jacket on?"
"………"
"…….."
"…….."
"OW! YOU DAMNED HAIRBALL! LET GO! I'LL GO SAW II ON YOUR ASS!"
"Maybe we should check on him."
"Yeah, that might be a good idea. I'd rather have my kitchen intact."
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In the end- no one wants to know what Ryou's kitchen looked liked. Or the gerbil. Or even Malik. So the only result was to go to the mall and get a new microwave and possibly a shoe box for what would be Mr. Nibbles body.
While walking toward the mall, Bakura was lead to believe that perhaps from the strange off beat songs, Malik wasn't at all on a sugar high. Then again, when the straight jacket was taken off, he wondered how exactly to define a coked-up-psycho Egyptian.
Malik ran his tan hands anywhere he could, on clothes, furniture, and with a violent eye twitch, all over Ryou. Damn, this was getting too common for Bakura. He made sure to put as much distance between the hyper light and Ryou. That wasn't succeeding well.
"Ryou! Look at these shoulders! They are so tense! Let me fix his for you." Malik voice smoothed over said boy, while his hands rubbed against the milky skin.
"Could you PLEASE focus Malik? You broke the damnedable microwave, therefore your paying for it asshole!" the raging thief ground out.
Let us completely ignore that the Yami broke it first. Malik gave a slow grin. "Oh, I know. I would pay anything for dear Ryou. Anything…" The "Anything…" was drawn out and whispered against the poor albino's ear. Ryou visibly shivered. Not the good kind.
Bakura wasn't sure which one it was though, so he just growled deep in his throat for both kinds. Malik heard the bones in the elder's knuckles crack. Heh heh. He is so possessive and over protective and jealous! This is so working! Ryou stood there pretty much confused and oblivious to everything going on around him. It would have been sad if it wasn't so cute.
Finally the tension wore everyone out and they continued their journey to the mall that was planned by… oh yeah, you guessed it- Malik…
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Marik was, in all senses, bored out of his brainless mind. At the time, he is just sitting. Sitting and blowing dust bunnies across the counter of the Game Shop that is ran by Yugi and Yami. So, in conclusion, the guy is mighty bored.
"You know… You wouldn't be bored if you just called off this whole thing. I'm pretty sure Ryou and the Tomb Robber can sort this out." Yami said with a raised eyebrow as Marik blew another dust bunny off the counter and plummeting to the floor.
Marik gave a half hearted glare up at the fellow Dark. "Then how, dare I ask this, would you suggest I get my entertainment?" Yami just shrugged and continued to do whatever his job is at the moment. It was like stacking boxes or something. Marik really didn't care to note it.
He gave a sigh and started blowing dust bunnies again. Ha… blowing dust bunnies. That gave him a nice little fantasy filled with play boy bunny suits and Malik as well as other indecent things one will not utter here in fear of your eye sockets bleeding at the uncleanness.
Luckily for us, and not so much for the poor pervert, it was cut off quickly when Yami just had to butt in with, "Ummm… Marik, could you please stop drooling and getting the floor all muddy with dust bunnies?" The drooling may have ceased, but in turn created a weeping Marik because of his short lived fantasy. In the end, Yami's floor was still muddy.
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After being booted out of the shop, Marik went upstairs and into Yugi and Yami's room. He had a digital camera and wanted to get as many embarrassing photos as possible. How ever, this was not Marik's day because he was once again interrupted, but this time by Malik through their confusing little light/dark mind link.
\HEY! HEY! GUESS WHAT! \
/… What/
\We're going shopping! \
/…. What/
\Sigh… OK, here's the scoop. So far, they haven't really done anything. \
/Thus you are excited because…/
\Well, you just got to be here. Bakura is all jealous! It's so cute! If I provoke him to the point where he feels threatened, he might confess! YAY ME! SHOPPING HERE I COME! \
The rest of it is a mystery to Marik. He decided to cut off the mind link there. Lord only knows what in the nine planets of the Milky Way Solar System Malik was talking about. Something about a jealous Bakura, shopping, scoops of stuff, and a loud frigging song at the end of it all.
Besides that, Marik was in the middle of an important pranking thing, and/or blackmail schemes. With a carefully placed evil laugh, he began rummaging through his friend's bedroom. That's about it. So we will leave this manic, and return to our main characters, whom just arrived at the Domino Mall…
TBC
So I leave you people here. Terribly sorry, but you waited long enough right? So, just for fun, here is a cliché fan fiction between Ryou and Bakura using only dialogue!
(PS. Commentary by Ryou and Bakura at the end)
-A Fan Fiction Bashing by a Fan Fiction Writer… Go Figure.-
Plot 1! The Beaten Lover!
R: (Sparkly Eyes) I don't care what you do to me! I still love you!
B: ….. (Beats Ryou to death)
R: (Is dead)
B: NO! WHAT HAVE I DONE!
-END-
Ryou: I don't think I like that one…
Bakura: Wait a second, why would I beat the body I am inhabiting?
Ryou: … Aren't you going to add in how much you love me too?
Bakura: Does it increase my chances of getting sex?
Ryou: No.
Bakura: Then, nope.
Ryou: Sighs… I should have seen that coming.
Plot 2! Stop in the Name of Love!
R: I am madly in love with you!
B: How could I be so foolish! I am madly in love with you as well!
R: (Stares lovingly)
B: (Takes Ryou's hand and begins to make out with him, telling him how much he loves him… and yada yada.)
-END-
Bakura: …
Ryou: …
Bakura: OK... That right there is really OOC
Ryou: Yeah… Not even Fluff lovers can stomach that fan fiction.
Last Plot! Makes a Porno Feel at Home!
R: …..ah! Oh!
B: (CENSORED FOR THE SAKE OF YUGI!)
-END-
Ryou: ……..
Bakura: (Drooling)
Ryou: …….
Bakura: (Drooling)
Ryou: …...
Bakura: (Yup, still drooling)
Ryou: … I'll get Yami's mop…
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