Fandom: Yugioh
Characters: Yami Bakura/Malik Ishtar
Prompt: # 66: Rain
Word Count: 1,112
Rating: M
Warning (s): Au. Yaoi. Good deeds. No spoilers here.
Summary: Bakura loses something he had been wanting months for, but ends up with a victim of a rainy night.
Chapter: Rain
Damn it! Out of all the nights Bakura walked by this bookstore and had thought of getting something new to read, it had to be tonight... he had already finished the four books he was reading at the same time and knew the power would be out in his building on such a night and spending his evening reading something he had been waiting for was so much better than sitting in his apartment watching the candles burn away.
Dark clouds had been hovering over the city for the past two days and when Bakura had taken a step into the bookstore, the rain came down with a vengeance to drown the city. Bakura had waited inside hoping to wait out the rain until it stopped or lightened up, however he was asked to leave as the store was closing for the night.
So, without an umbrella and a new book Bakura stood on the footpath watching the river that rushed in the gutter and down the street to the already overflowing storm-drain. "Can I get a bag?" Bakura asked the old woman as she was locking the doors.
She gave him a funny look and didn't hear him over the roar of the rain hitting the awnings, she waved at him in dismissal and popped her umbrella and walked away.
Bakura shoved his book under his jacket with a growl and headed off into the same direction as the old woman. He hadn't even made it half a block and he was already soaked through. The old woman though having pulled out of a car park drive by fast enough to cover Bakura in a wave of dirty water, obviously in a hurry to get home and dry... but still, "Fucking damn it!" Bakura seethed, wiping what dirt he could off himself.
He did care about getting wet, he just hated being wet with his clothes on, they stuck to him and weighted him down and his clothing felt horrible on his body. Was he the only one being affected by this rain at this time of night? It would seem so as the streets were empty as well as the footpath, he got glimpse of people running into restraints, laughing happily once inside at getting a little wet from the car to the door.
Twenty minutes later, his building came into view and he hadn't bothered keeping his hair or the rain out of his eyes. Suddenly small squeaks of distressed cries got Bakura's attention and he watched as a small kitten was being washed away by the large amount of water in the gutter towards a storm-drain. The small thing was losing the fight fast to keep its head out of water.
Already wet through and the cries from the kitten were getting louder, Bakura rushed forward, in his strides he was off the footpath and into the gutter, throwing himself onto his hand and knees he snagged the kitten by the scruff of the neck and pulled it from the a curtain death of the storm-drain... A heavy splash and Bakura got a glimpse of his new book going down the drain.
"Well I hope you're happy." Bakura snapped at the kitten, completely blaming it. "I've been waiting for that book for over two months." The kitten gave a pitiful cry still in distress. Bakura plopped the small kitten on the path and walked off. He needed to get home and dried off, the chill of the rainy night and his wet clothing was starting to take its toll on him and Bakura was starting to shiver. The kitten shook itself off uselessly and wobbled after him with a cry. "That book was worth more than you." Bakura ignored it for a few more minutes before it got to him. "Alright!" He snapped picking it up by the scruff of the neck, much like its mother would have done if it even had one. "I'll take you home if you just shut up and it's only for tonight." He shoved the kitten in under his jacket and moved on.
Was it possible that the rain had gotten even heaver in his last few minutes of walking into his building? Well it did, it wasn't as if Bakura wasn't soaked enough, it would seem that the weather had it in for him and wanted to see his bones just as wet as everything else on the outside.
He didn't get a chance to get his key in the lock as the door was already opening and his boyfriend stood in the threshold looking at him worriedly, Bakura's eyes were on Malik's body rather than on that pretty face, Malik was only dressed in one of Bakura's t-shirts that fell off one shoulder and the hem ended just mid thigh. "What happened to you?" Malik grabbed onto Bakura and pulled him inside and lifted his hand, a cut on his palm and his pants torn up at the knees and the skin grazed and bleeding. "Were you mugged? You're freezing?" Bakura hadn't felt it when he cut his hand; his body was numb all over due to being so damn cold... oh but he was sure he would be feeling it by morning.
"I wasn't mugged." Bakura reassured, Malik relaxed with a sigh of relief and moved in closer to the other.
"Well, then." Malik pressed himself up against his boyfriend. "I'll have to warm you up." Malik lent up and pressed to his lips to Bakura's and slipped his arms into his jack to coil around him. "What the hell is that?" Malik yelped and lept backwards after touching something he wasn't expecting.
"A victim of the rain," Bakura presented the kitten. "It's only staying until morning... and you." He turned the kitten about to face him. "Don't get all cute with my boyfriend, got it." Bakura growled and his words were ignored as Malik snatched up the kitten and headed towards the bathroom, muttering about getting it dried up, warmed up, feed and how comfy their bed is. "Oh, I got you a gift, it's on the table." Malik called out from down the hallway.
Damn it, it took Bakura months to get that kind of reaction of Malik when they started dating and it just one glance upon a half drowned looking furball... that thing was going to get all cute with Malik and he'd be forced to keep it.
Still in his rain soaked clothes, he glanced towards the table and saw that same book that had started his worst evening ever... Bakura needed to treat his wounds and see what his rain-victim was up too.
Would have to say that kitten did get all cute with Malik and lives a very happy life sleeping on their bed and couch –laughs- I'm so tired right now and couldn't sleep until I got this out first. Any mistakes, I'll fix tomorrow R&R (love and cookies)