Fandom: Yugioh
Characters: Yami Bakura/Malik Ishtar
Prompt: #77: What?

Word Count: 584
Rating: M

Chapters: 6/100

Summary: Most of the time it left Malik feeling angry or upset for unknown reasons.

Warning(s): M for Mature. Yaoi, no spoilers here.

Chapter 6: What?

Malik's devil always wore tight black jeans and tight tops, white hair and that damn smirk that would have any man or woman dropping their pants for a little piece of action. Yes, Bakura had what it took to have someone new in his bed every night of the week. Well that had been the rumour that Malik took no notice of but at the same time bothered him.

It was like Bakura had his own damn secret fan-club. Anzu followed him about as if he was the latest hot hit rock-star with a bad-boy attitude. Yugi, Jou, Otogi stared dreamily when talking to him or even just watching him. All of them took the opportunity to touch him in what they hoped looked innocent enough but to get the message of what they really wanted across.

Malik saw right through it. Yes Bakura may have rejected them, but it didn't make him feel any better about it and it had most of the time it left Malik feeling angry or upset for unknown reasons. He soon enough found himself caught in the Devil's Snare late Tuesday afternoon.

Malik had been invited over by Ryou for dinner and a few drinks. It was Ryou who had announced innocently enough in general conversation. "My car is in the Garage."

"Don't worry I'll take you shopping." Marik grinned and pulled Ryou from the house before anything else was said. No one had mentioned the need for groceries or the fact that they hadn't started on the meal that was on the table.

So Malik and the Devil himself were left alone. Bakura was himself and in one moment of weakness Malik had let his guard down and one thing lead to another.

He woke the next morning, naked and in Bakura's bed, his clothing just about torn up and all over the floor. Malik got to his feet and gathered up his clothing, getting dressed, he soon made his way downstairs. He passed Ryou on his way down as the other was coming up."Are you just getting in?" Malik asked seeing as Ryou was still in the same clothing as yesterday.

Ryou blushed. "It was a really long shopping list."

Malik continued on his way down to give Bakura a piece of his mind, when his breath caught in his throat at seeing the half-dressed Bakura blocking his way. "I had an assumption about you." Bakura grinned approaching him. Malik couldn't look away, his pants felt so tight suddenly.

"And what is that?" Malik tried to sound angry, but it wasn't working not while Bakura was this close to him and his heart was beating fast enough for the world to hear.

"That you always had a crush on me." He grinned reaching out to brush a bit of messy hair from Malik's face.

"I do not!" Malik hissed batting his hand away, Bakura circled him, that grin still in place.

"You don't, huh?" He purred in Malik's ear softly while taking a soft nibble and slid his hands down Malik's sides and into his pants and grabbed his almost hard member. He melted and a moan escaped his lips as his head fell back onto Bakura's shoulder and slid his eyes closed. "You were moaning my name a lot last night that would have said otherwise." Bakura suddenly pulled away adding, "pity, because I have one on you." He shrugged walking away.

It took a few seconds for it to register in Malik's mind… "What?"