Fish Out of Water
Chapter 5: That Strange Substance Called Beer
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Malik slid his arms around the queen's trembling shoulders, doing his best to cease her crying. She hadn't stopped since he had returned with the news of her only son being captured by a human, having to confess his and Ryou's plan to leave.
Roden had been most upset as well (more angered than worried), but Sara had been the one to take it the hardest. Amane had merely shaken her head, muttering about her 'stupid younger brother', before swimming off. Leia had been shocked by the news as well, asking what she could do to help, but there was nothing.
That was three days ago.
Now, Malik was still trying to comfort the distraught mother, telling her how everything was going to be fine and that Ryou would make it back to the sea on his own, while Sara only shook her head and moaned out how everything would never be fine again.
He looked up from the mass of silvery strands that floated in the water when he heard movement in the water coming closer.
Roden entered the room that served as the king and queen's bedroom, spotting the blonde merboy consoling his wife on their bed. Stopping in front of the two, the king went to take a breath to speak, only to be cut off.
"This is all your fault!" Sara burst out, immediately in her husband's face with an accusing finger pointed, tears still leaking down her pale cheeks. Her silver hair flowed around her, seeming to feed off her grief and anger, only making the male shrink away further. "You were the one who kept pushing him and pushing him to find a girl he didn't even want to mate with! You have Amane to continue your bloodline, why couldn't you have just left our son alone?"
The king quickly opened his mouth to try and defend himself, only to be interrupted again.
"You're always harping on him and you never let him alone!" Emerald eyes burned with the anger of losing her son, "He never does anything that seems to please you and he tries! You're just so dense and stubborn! And you wonder why he revolted against you so often! It's all your fault, Roden!"
Roden let out a sigh in defeat, knowing that it was feeble to try and argue with his wife. Instead, he merely replied with, "Yes… I know, Sara. It's my fault I drove him away."
Sara wiped her eyes quickly and frowned, her bottom lip trembling as she turned her back to her husband. Folding her arms across her chest, she took in a shaky breath, feeling the built arms of her husband wrapping around her from behind.
Malik watched silently from his spot back on the bed, deciding that it was his time to leave. With a flick of his tail, the platinum-haired boy was gliding through the water and past his younger female friend.
"Hey, where do you think you're going?" Leia questioned.
"The surface." The guardian replied, "I want to see how close I can get to land and see if I can spot him."
The red-haired girl caught up with his movements, "Malik, that's crazy! He's probably in some big place where they… I don't know…" She tried to think of a location on land, "Just some big building! You can't see through them!"
Malik looked over his shoulder at the girl, giving her a slight glare, "If you're going to tag along, at least stop talking."
Glaring back at the blonde with a small huff, Leia kept quiet for the rest of the trip.
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Finally breaking the surface, Malik looked around the calm water, noting that they were miles from home. Gripping onto the large rock that had been a few feet away from him, the blond pulled himself up slightly to see better, looking at the beach far off to his right.
"I don't see anyone over there…" He muttered, squinting to see off the glare of the water.
Leia rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, "What did I tell you, Maliky…"
"I told you not to call me that!"
"When do I get my date?"
Malik choked back a growl, "Never!"
The female let out a "Hmph!" sound and turned her back to the slightly older boy. "You're a jerk."
Malik wrinkled his nose, letting go of the rock and dipping under the water to head back home, "Yeah, I know."
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It was Ryou who awoke first this time, his emerald green eyes sliding open tiredly, a wide yawn making itself clearly known soon afterward. Closing his mouth again, he found himself to be facing away from the human he had mated with the night before, the turquoise water sparkling in the mid-morning light.
Rolling onto his back, Ryou winced and immediately arched his back, trying to lessen the pain racing up his spine all of a sudden. Carefully straightening the bone, he let out the breath he had sucked in, tilting his head to look to his right. Smiling affectionately, he gently maneuvered himself onto his other side, raising a hand and softly placing his palm against the slightly tanned cheek of the elder male.
Bakura didn't move at the small gesture, continuing to sleep deeply. The merboy watched him silently, running the tips of his fingers across the smooth skin and eventually into the white, untamed locks falling into his face.
He had mated with a human… how was he to explain this?
Sighing softly, Ryou continued to watch the human sleep, deciding to drop the subject in his mind. He curled up next to the body after a moment, inhaling deeply through his nose and taking in the foreign scent of Bakura.
He liked this human… if only there was a way to bring him into the water…
Ryou didn't really fancy the idea of being stuck in a pool for the rest of his life too much, however large it was.
He was a prince, after all, and prince's needed their extended space.
His mind drifted from there, as he gently laid his fingers on top of Bakura's still hand, wandering back to the idea of how worried his mother was. Perhaps she had taken control from his father and demanded a search party throughout the ocean?
He nearly laughed at the silly idea, only to come to the conclusion that it was something she probably would have done.
But, no… Malik had surely gone back and told her what had happened and, of course, not to worry… he was fine, after all.
Quite fine, indeed.
He really hoped his mother wasn't in hysterics about him though… the thought made his stomach churn in guilt.
If he hadn't tried to leave…
If he hadn't tried to help the human…
…He would have never met the human.
But his father had driven him away.
This wasn't his fault!
A sudden movement next to him made the merboy jump, his eyes coming back to focus and rising to meet deep mahogany. Their fingers were now interlocked and Bakura twisted his wrist gently, lifting it to softly kiss Ryou's hand.
The young prince could feel his cheeks burning at the small action, a small smile on his lips.
Bakura returned the gesture, his voice soft as he spoke, "That's better… no frowning on my watch, got it?"
Ryou shifted his head slightly in a confused manner, "What's a watch?"
The human gave a small laugh, before hoisting his body up into a sitting position, his free hand wiping his bangs from his eyes. Moving it around onto his back, Bakura grimaced, arching his spine and groaning, "Aunnh… my back is killing me… no more sleeping on the cement…"
"Are you alright?" Ryou sat up next to him, a bit cramped in his backside as well.
"Yeah…" Bakura unhooked his fingers from the other's, standing up and holding the towel he had slept under around his waist, "I'll be right back, I've gotta pee and then get something to lay on while I'm out here with you… I'll bring you some food, alright?" He added as an afterthought, "What would you like?"
Ryou tried to remember all of the foods Malik had ever told him about, "Meat and… that… liquid…"
A silvery eyebrow was raised in question, "That liquid?"
"You know!" The merboy thought hard, tapping his finger against the ground, "It comes in a bottle… a hard bottle… shiny… tall?"
Bakura gave the second male a very confused stare, "Uhh… wine?"
"No, no, that wasn't it… he said it was tart at first, but then very good…"
"Beer?"
Emerald eyes lit up, "Yes! That was it! Do you have any? I've always wanted to try some, Malik made it sound so delightful!"
A dark smirk broke out over the elder boy's face, "It's a good thing Uncle Ken trusts me…"
Ryou watched as Bakura made his way back into the house, before slipping down into the pool, the warm water a welcomed friend.
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Sai and Kai both weaved their ways around and between Bakura's legs as he made his way from the bathroom that was joined to his room, nearly tripping the teenager as he tried to step over their wriggling forms. He had found another pair of bathing trunks before he had gone into the bathroom, this time a dark forest green color, as well as grabbing his favorite black sunglasses.
"Guys, knock it off…" His muttered words went unheard by the animals, only to be answered with hungry and happy yips.
Nearly falling down the stairs twice due to the hyper dogs, Bakura finally made his way into the elaborate kitchen and immediately moved for the fridge. Scanning the contents for something quick and meaty, the male was limited in choices, considering he had just arrived a few days ago. Spotting a strangely large object wrapped in tin foil a shelf above him, Bakura took it down, finding a small note attached. Opening the paper, he read out loud:
"Master Bakura – MasterShataki has informed me that you are not a boy who cooks for himself. I have prepared a ham for your dinner tonight; all you have to do is cut it up and place it in the microwave. Enjoy.
-Marcie"
His stomach churned as he finished reading the note. One of the maid's had been there today? What time was it?
2:03… Okay, so he had slept through the morning… again. He could live with that. Not a morning person anyways… but a maid being here without him knowing about it? He didn't like that idea too much, especially when Ryou was out in the open and he has been naked. Throwing the note away, he placed the ham on the nearby island, unfurling it.
Just as the maid had said, the meat was fully glazed and all, just waiting to be cut and eaten. Licking his lips, Bakura turned and found the knife rack rather quickly, smirking devilishly as he pulled out the largest butcher's knife, grabbing a plate as well. Giving the blade an experimental twirl in his fingers, he set to work cutting up the meat and placing the pieces on the plate.
Throwing the ham into the microwave, he spotted the two germen shepherds sitting with disturbing patience behind him.
"Food?" He looked for a reaction from the animals, watching as two sets of ears focused towards him and tongues lolled out.
Grinning slightly, he followed the two prancing dogs to their adjacent food bowls, grabbing one of the large bags in the pantry next to them. Filling them both to the brim, he changed each of their water bowels, hearing the 'ding' of the microwave at the other end of the kitchen. Casting one last look at the two hungrily attacking their food, Bakura retrieved his own food, setting it back on the island, before walking back to the fridge.
Smirking, he pulled out the six-pack he had brought from home from the bottom shelf, kicking the door shut. Walking towards the pool doors, he grabbed the plate of steaming ham as he passed by.
Leaving the sliding glass doors open for the dogs, Bakura made his way over to the water, setting down the beer and the plate. Teasing the water with his fingers for a few seconds, the teenager stood back up, heading for the small room built into the wall on the house. He remembered, as a child, he had often run inside to hide behind the chairs while playing Hide-and-Seek with his parents on vacation.
Dragging out one of the folding chairs, Bakura pulled it over to where he had spent the night sleeping and doing… other activities. Unfolding the dark blue piece of furniture, the silver – haired teen sat down heavily, feeling himself sink a little. Looking over to the pool, he saw that Ryou had reemerged to the side again; staring at the plate he had placed on the ground.
"What is it?" Curious green eyes turned to him in question.
"Bring it over here, it's ham." Bakura gestured for the merboy to push the plate closer to him so that he could reach it as well. Grabbing a large slice, he commented on how hot it was and to be careful, before taking a rather large bite and smirking.
Okay, he was going to have to have Marcie cook for him all the time.
He watched as Ryou minded what he had said, taking the meat in careful hands and taking a small bite. The smaller male was grinning soon enough, repeating how good it tasted.
Bakura only nodded his agreement, before sitting up and grabbing the six-pack he had brought out as well. Dragging it up to rest in between his legs, he tore open the box and pulled out a single can. Opening the lid with a click, the teen held it out to the still munching merboy.
"Here, drink."
Ryou took the can with his free hand, looking at it a bit oddly, "Is this the beer?"
The elder nodded, waiting patiently to see the other's reaction to the drink.
Lifting the can slightly hesitantly, Ryou took a few gulps, before lowering the beverage to look up at Bakura. "It tastes… odd."
Bakura let out a short laugh, nudging his sunglasses down from his hair and over his eyes, before opening his own can. "Yeah, that's beer for you."
Ryou nodded and took another sip, the two falling into a comfortable silence as they continued eating. Bakura finished his fill first and set his beer down next to his seat, followed by the case it had come in. Standing up, he winced at his stiff back, his shoulders tensing as he rubbed them tenderly.
"I really can't sleep on concrete anymore." He laughed, before adjusting the folding chair so that it was completely horizontal. Lying back down on the blue material, he rolled over onto his stomach, reaching over to place his beer closer to him, but not before taking another swig. Settling down again, he rested his head in his folded arms, letting out a low groan in relaxation.
The merboy watched Bakura move around, his body feeling slightly different. He took another swallow of his drink, finding that it tasted a bit better than when he had first started. Looking up at the human again, he felt a smile cross his lips suddenly, the urge to giggle bubbling up his throat, but dying on his lips. Placing his drink down on the concrete, Ryou pulled himself from the water, his right arm buckling suddenly, and making him dip to the side with a squeak.
"You okay?" Bakura adjusted his head to glance back at the younger prince, eyes peeking over his glasses.
Ryou nodded with a slightly goofy grin, reaching for his beer again and finishing off the can. Carefully twisting himself back over, he pulled himself up onto the end of Bakura's chair, water dripping off of his purple and red body.
"What do you think you're doing?" Bakura's question passed over the merboy, going unanswered verbally. He felt the creature slowly moving up the backs of his legs, until the weight rested against his lower backside. Curiosity getting the best of him, the white-haired human made to sit up, only to have a pair of small hands press against his shoulder blades and push him back down into his chair.
"You're back hurts… I'll make it better." The soft reply was slightly mumbled, long fingers pressing into his muscle and making him relax slightly.
Ryou knew something wasn't right within his body, but he couldn't seem to pin the entire problem down. He felt slightly light – headed, like he had when he had been when he was trapped within the net of fish. His mind felt fuzzy and he couldn't form too many thoughts at the moment.
Only that Bakura was lying below him…. he felt something inside of his mind click.
Hearing the human groan slightly under his ministrations brought Ryou back from his hazy state as much as it was going to, green eyes taking in the lightly tanned skin underneath his hands. He could feel his cheeks begin to grow warm as he stared down at the flawless flesh, his heartbeat starting to quicken a bit. In the back of his mind, he wondered why he was actually doing this and why his body was reacting as what he thought was really nothing at all.
He suddenly leaned down over the other's back; dragging his hands down the human's sides and laying his head beside the mass of white spikes. Staying still, Ryou felt his eyes close and another lazy smile cross his lips.
"Mm… you okay?" Bakura shifted slightly so that his words weren't muffled into his arms, feeling one of the hands on his sides travel back up, the weight on his spine staying where it was.
Only a childish giggle answered him, "Mmhmhmm... your hair smells nice…"
The human opened his eyes at that random statement, catching the slightly goofy tone the younger male's voice was taking on. Twisting himself over onto his back, Bakura inhaled sharply in surprise at the sudden close proximity Ryou's face was to his. He could see the dark flush that covered the other's cheeks, as well as the dark shade of green his eyes had taken, even with his sunglasses on. Getting a hold of himself, the teen held the merboy by the shoulders and sat up.
Breaking their thirty-second staring contest, Bakura reached behind him, raising the back of the chair enough for him to recline comfortably. Holding the prince between his legs, the elder male watched as the other boy propped his head in his hands and leaned against his chest, a large and somewhat dreamy smile etched across his lips.
"Hiii."
Bakura couldn't help but smirk slightly, "Hey."
"You're so pretttyyy…"
"Uhm… thanks, I think."
"Has anyone ever told you how pretty you are?"
"Not in those exact words, but yes."
This seemed to bring down the merboy's mood a little, as he lowered his eyes and a small frown crossed his lips, "Oh. Well…" He seemed to be trying to think of the right thing to say next, "I think you're very, very pretty!"
Bakura laughed out loud at this, lowering his glasses slightly with finger, "And I think you're completely smashed."
Ryou shook his head defiantly, "I didn't smash up anything."
The elder laughed again, picking up his beer and taking a small sip before pointing to the can, "No, smashed means you're drunk. Means you've had too much of this."
"Ohhh, yummy beer…" Ryou grabbed the half-empty can from Bakura's hand and tilted it to take a drink, only to have it taken from his own grasp just before he could, "Hey, that's mine!"
Bakura shook his head, finding this entire situation to be amusing and entertaining. "No, see, one: It's my beer. And two: You can't have anymore or you'll get worse."
Ryou huffed at the statement, his lips pouting and eyes looking more cute than angry. "I will not get worse!"
"See?" Bakura placed the beer can down beside the chair and leaned back again, pushing his dark glasses into place. "So let's just relax and forget about the beer."
The merboy was silent for a moment, before he gently kneaded his one hand against Bakura's chest, leaning on to kiss the other male.
Pulling away after a moment, Ryou smiled his goofy smile again, slurring out: "But I don't wanna relax…"
Before the elder could question his motives, Ryou was occupying his mouth again, lower body sliding down the chair slightly. His torso soon followed suit, warm lips immediately finding their haven on Bakura's chest.
Mahogany eyes closed behind black sunglasses as the soft caresses trailed down his toned chest, ending on his stomach. His eyes opened again when he felt the wet and scaly lower body of Ryou move further down in between his legs, hands tugging on the top of his swimming trunks.
"Whoa, what'er you -" He was cut by a sharp intake of breath, a jolt of pleasure running through his body as he felt his manhood taken a hold of by a firm hand. "Ryou, what -"
"I want my drink…" Ryou mumbled off as he lowered his head, tugging the shorts down with his free hand, until they rested down past his own stomach. Slipping his tongue out, all thoughts left him as he licked experimentally at the muscle in his hand, his only focus on the large treat before him. Ryou found himself sucking gently on the very tip, his hazy mind encouraging his actions when he felt a pair of hands bury themselves within his hair.
"R-Ryou…" Bakura's eyes slid shut again, his fingers curling around downy white locks as he felt more of his manhood taken into the moist mouth, part of him saying to tell the kid to stop. But he couldn't, the words disappearing in his throat as another surge of pleasure ran up his spine.
The merboy continued to swirl his tongue around the member in his mouth, becoming more engaged with the task he had set for himself. He felt a giddy rush begin to swell within him, filling him with a sensation of sudden pride.
He could make the human below him moan and groan with approval.
He could make the human want more.
He could please the human.
Using his hand to grip what he couldn't reach of Bakura's need with his mouth, Ryou doubled his efforts with his tongue, adding in a quick sucking motion for good measure.
Bakura inhaled sharply at the sudden increase of pressure on his lower region, his hands tightening within white hair. Letting out his breath in a shaky moan, the teen tried to spread his legs, only to be restricted by his shorts around his knees. His back arched when another wave of bliss was sent through his body, feeling his muscles tightening in a sign of what was just on the horizon.
"Kid… mmn, Kid, oh… yeah…"
Ryou's fuzzy mind was trying to focus on the words the human was saying; only comprehending that it was encouragement. The hips below him moved, a sign that Bakura was close and one that the merboy missed, due to his current out-of-it state. The one thing that did catch Ryou's attention, however, was when the human's back bowed again and what sounded like a strangled snarl emitting from his throat.
Warm liquid suddenly entered Ryou's mouth, startling him enough to make him choke a bit. Catching himself, he let the substance slide down his throat, tasting salty and sort of sweet, all in the same instance. Liking this taste, Ryou milked the rest of the liquid from the human with seemingly desperate suction motions, finally pulling away as he felt Bakura's hands loosen in his hair and his back curve into the seat again.
Looking up, the younger boy gave the panting male a wide and proud smile, his partially hooded eyes glazed over in his drunken stupor.
"Do I make you happy, Bak'ra?" Ryou pulled himself back up the other's lean body, pressing himself flat against his chest.
Bakura didn't respond for a moment, finding it humorous in the back of his mind that the kid was drunk enough not to pronounce his name right. His body swirled with the aftermath of his sex-induced high, his muscles relaxing into the cloth of his folding chair. Lifting his arms, the human carefully maneuvered around the merboy's body and pulled his shorts back up to his waist, before slumping back into the material behind him with a groan.
"Yeah… yeah, you make me happy, Kid."
Ryou giggled slowly into his tanned neck, feeling the heat rise to his cheeks, "Good… cuz you make me happy too."
Bakura smirked slightly, turning his head slightly to nuzzle his nose down into the soft strands of hair lying against his shoulder. Trailing his fingers up and down the other's spine, mahogany eyes closed, feeling the chest pressed against his even out in breathing.
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To Be Continued
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Cloaked Vampire: Wow… okay, finally got this done… I thought you might like to see Ryou get a little drunk and have things happen… I attempted. And, I'm going to be honest o.O I have no clue as to how this is going to end. But it's almost done. Huzzah x.x