Malik: Nope. That's why you always stick to what you know!
Bakura: smirk Oh look, he said something smart for once.
Malik: glares Bakayaro.
ahem Yes, well, I've decided to stick to notepad from now on. heheh...two updates in one week...I think this is a record for me. I hope all of my adoring fans know just how hard I work. anyways, i forgot to do disclaimers last chapter...sorry...Ryou, please read the script I gave you earlier.
Ryou: reads Kakarika doesn't own Yugioh. If she did, it would probably be nothing but one huge pointless yaoi anime with zero plot. looks up with raised eyebrow
O.o That's not what I gave you...and i wouldn't make it that...
Everyone: blank stare
eye twitches ALL RIGHT, WHICH ONE OF YOU WISE ASSES REWROTE MY SCTIPT FOR THE DISCLAIMER!
Bakura&Marik: walk away whistling innocently
THAT'S IT! YOU TWO ARE DEAD! pulls out sledge hammer
Bakura&Marik: OO runs like hell
chases them yelling profanities
Ryou: Umm...right...turns back to readers Slight warning. This chapter contains fluff and Yaoi, which is boy/boy relationships.
Malik: And if some of you homophobe retards are at this chapter and still reading this, what the hell is your problem!
Ryou: rolls eyes Ignoring Malik-
Malik: HEY!
Ryou: -this chapter also contains molestation in a public place. Don't ask, just read.
Malik: Yeah, and fun plot twists! and slight Kaiba bashing! Yay!
Ryou: ...Malik...what are you holding..?
Malik: smiles and opens giant pixie stick This is my thrid one in the last 30 seconds!
Ryou: oo Bloody hell...
"..." talking '...' thinking /.../ Hikari to Yami /.../ Yami to Hikari change of time/place ... action ... talking using Millennium Items ... dream (...) author notes
Ages:
Yugi, Jounouchi, Anzu, Honda, Ryou, & Malik: 17 Kaiba, Yami, Marik: 18 Bakura: 19 Mokuba: 15
Translations:
Hikari light Yami darkness Aibou partner Yadonushi host Anno Um Oi hey Hai yes Iie No Nani what Tenshi angel
Saturday Morning, 8 a.m.
Bakura shifted in his sleep and attempted to roll over only to find something keeping him down. Groggily, Bakura opened his eyes only to be awakened completely by the sight before him. Yugi, wearing only his light violet boxers, was pressed completely against Bakura, wrapped up in his arms.
/Hikari/
/Hmm...What do you want, Kura/ Came Ryou's sleepy reply.
/Just making sure I didn't die in my sleep.../
/blink Why on earth would you think that/
/Last night me and Yugi were talking about the Pharaoh's past. He was sitting on the bed and I was just laying down, resting my head in his lap-/
/Working fast, are you/
/Hey, I told him he had to sit next to me before I'd tell him anything. I just made the most of things as they were. Anyways, he eventually started running his fingers though my hair-/
/Interesting.../
/Damnit, stop interupting me/
/Sorry, please continue./
/As I was saying, it was just so comforting I fell asleep./
/Is that what's bothering you/
/No. It's that when I just woke up Yugi's sleeping next to me in only his boxers! And his arms are around me and his legs entwined with mine.../
/...Bloody hell.../
/How do you think I feel/
/Anno...doesn't Yugi usually sleep wearing an extra large shirt over his boxers/
/He was when I fell asleep...But hey, I'm not complaining. Gotta go, he's waking up./ Bakura mentally smirked at Ryou as he closed the door to his soulroom.
Yugi shifted in his sleep, tightening his grip on Bakura's waist and accidentally moving his leg so that his thigh was pressed between Bakura's. Slowly, Yugi opened his eyes to see Bakura's well muscled chest.
"Good morning, beautiful." Bakura purred with his sexy smirk firmly in place.
Quickly trying to think of a good excuse, Yugi's gaze slowly moved up to look Bakura in the eye. Upon seeing a completely shirtless Bakura smirking at him, Yugi's entire face turned bright crimson. He shivered slightly, feeling Bakura's hand slowly moving up and down his bare back.
"Um...good morning...Bakura..." Yugi muttered quietly.
Bakura pulled Yugi closer to himself and whispered into his ear. "My sweet and innocent Yugi, mind explaining how we got in this position?"
"Uh...well...you see..." Yugi gasped as Bakura nipped and licked at the area of his neck right below his jawbone. "B-bakura..." 'Great...it looks like my actions have only immensely encouraged him...mm...but it feels good...'
/AIBOU/
/Oh for the love of Ra! Yami, mind your own damn bussiness/ Yugi slammed his soulroom door shut and locked it from the inside so a certain nosey pharaoh couldn't read his thoughts. He let out a tiny moan as Bakura's nipping and licking turned to softly biting and sucking. 'That is definitely going to leave a mark...I'll have to ask someone how to cover those up...'
Bakura smirked slightly when he heard the sound. 'Looks like I've found Yugi's weak spot...'
/laughs Having fun, Kura/
/Damn straight./
/amused Do I even want to know what you're doing/
/Nothing bad...yet.../
/Yet/
/Yeah. I'm so close, I don't want to scare him off. I'm just making a tiny mark on his neck../
/Tiny? Right. Like the time you gave Malik a tiny mark that happened to last four months./
/Heheh...Marik was pissed.../
/I wonder why. Well, I'll just be minding my own business now./ Ryou smiled as he closed his soulroom door.
Bakura stopped his assault on Yugi's neck to sit up and admire his handy work. He smriked again as he noted Yugi's light panting and flushed face. "Having a hard time, my tenshi?"
(Bakura: heheh.
Rika: o.O pun NOT intended...)
Yugi managed to get his breathing back to normal as he sat up and looked up at Bakura. "...Actually, I was trying to keep my heart rate under control..."
Bakura smiled at Yugi and ran his hand down his cheek. "Yugi, what were you saying before?"
Yugi took a deep breath and leaned into Bakura's hand, his gaze downcast. He slowly clasped his hands around Bakura's wrist and hesitantly rubbed his cheek against Bakura's palm. "Bakura, last night I realized something. I know that you really do love me, I can see it clearly now. I don't know why I even doubted you in the first place." Yugi paused and glanced up at Bakura, not sure how to say what he wanted to.
Bakura's heart raced faster with every word Yugi said, filling itself with hope and anticipation. Gazing into Yugi's bright amethyst eyes, he noticed hints of longing and uncertainty. Bakura wrapped his arms around Yugi's waist and pulled him into his lap, with Yugi's back pressed against his chest. Resting his chin on Yugi's shoulder, Bakura whispered into his ear, "Don't stop now. Go on."
Yugi took another deep breath and whispered what he needed to say. "I don't know if I love you, Bakura, but I want to be with you. I'm sorry if I hurt you when I was scared, but I promise that will never happen again. Last night I saw the real you. You've never shown me that side of you before. I'm really glad you did though."
Bakura turned Yugi around so that he was facing him in his lap and smiled a true smile of happiness. "So am I. I love you, Yugi." With that being said, Bakura leaned forward and pressed his lips against Yugi's.
Yugi wrapped his arms around Bakura's neck as he kissed him back. The innocent kiss slowly started heating up, thanks to a certain tomb robber. 'Bakura's an extreamly good kisser...'
Kaiba Mansion
Seto stopped typing up their report when he heard a thud from behind him. He turned around to see Yami laying on the floor unconscious. 'Pathetic Pharaoh...If he wasn't convinient, I would have ditched him ages ago...' Turning back to his computer, he continued typing.
In Yami's soulroom
Yami slowly sat up holding his head. "What the hell...? Why am I in here?" He stood up and surveyed his surroundings. "I don't think I've ever been in this area before..."
Suddenly, he heard voices coming from behind a door near him. Being curious, Yami walked over to the door and tried to open it. Finding it locked, he pressed his ear agains the door to hear what was being said.
"Seriously Atemu-baby, Bakura's and extreamly good kisser!"
"Highly unlikely..."
"Mm...you wanna find out for yourself?"
"laughs No thanks, Akefia."
"growl Damnit, don't call me that!"
"Come on, Kura! It's just me and Atemu-baby!"
"I wasn't talking to you, Mariku!"
"Bakura, as your superior I can call you anything I wish. Including your real name."
"Oh please, Atemu, go blow your Priest Seth."
"hysterical laughter"
"Akefia Bkr! If you ever reapeat those words I'll never speak to you again! And damnit Mariku-baby! Stop laughing, you're encouraging him!"
Yami leaned against the door confused. "Mariku? Atemu? Akefia Bkr? Bakura? What the hell..?" Suddenly, the door flew open and Yami found himself staring in shock at the scene in front of him. Pharaoh Atemu was standing in front of his throne glaring at a smirking man who resembled Bakura and a laughing Marik. In that one instant, all of Yami's memories as the Pharaoh came flooding back to him in a giant tidal wave.
Kaiba Mansion
Yami slowly sat up and glanced around the room. His gaze landed on Seto's back as he was typing and instantly Yami's eyes became coated with ice and hate. "Seth...you bastard..."
Seto stopped typing and laughed quietly. He stood up and turned to face Yami with a smirk. "Atemu. Nice to see you finally got your memories back, dear cousin."
Yami got to his feet and clenched his fists. "You arrogant prick. You've been using me this entire time."
Seto continued smirking confidently. "And your point is?"
"Mark my words, Seth, you will pay." Yami spun around and stormed out of the Kaiba mansion. As he walked farther and farther away from the mansion, he started to compare his past life to his present one. Yami walked into a park and sat down on the edge of a large fountain. He took out his cell phone and glared at it for a few minutes before dialing a number.
Yugi's house
"Bakura? Isn't that your phone?" Yugi asked as he looked up from the video game he was playing. Bakura had convinced him they only needed a day or two for the project.
Bakura sighed in annoyance as he answered his cell phone. "What!"
"Tomb robber. Meet me in the park by the fountain. Now. click"
Bakura blinked as he heard the person on the other line hang up.
"Who was it?" Yugi asked curiously.
"No one important." He hesitated for a moment. "I'm going to the park to check on something. I'll be back soon." Bakura walked out the door, not waiting for Yugi to answer. 'That bastard better not be planning anything...'
Bakura started to run towards the park, determined to find out what the Pharaoh was up to. He stopped next to the fountain and glanced around to see Yami nowhere in sight. Bakura gasped as he was practically tackled to the ground and had the wind knocked out of him. He regained his senses quickly and started to glow light blue. 'If the pharaoh wants to fight, then-'
"Akefia..."
The blue glow disappeared and Bakura stared down at Yami in shock. "W-what did you just say?" His voice was barely aover a whisper.
Yami clung to Bakura for dear life as he buried his face in his shirt. "Akefia...I'm so sorry..."
Bakura slowly sat up to look down at Yami. He grabbed Yami's shoulders gently and pushed him back enough so he could see his face. Bakura swallowed the lump in his throat as he noticed that Yami's amethyst eyes had turned dark red. "Atemu?"
Yami smiled up at Bakura sheepishly. "It's been a while, huh?"
Bakura laughed and pulled Yami into a tight hug. "To say the least! We were getting tired of waiting for your slow royal ass! It's about damn time!"
Yami laughed with Bakura as he wrapped his arms around him. "We? Don't tell me Marik's been wating for me, too?"
"Are you kidding? Ever since that Battle City incident, I've had to hear him bitch and complain every single day!"
Yami's laughter subsided as he leaned his head on Bakura's shoulder. "Looks like everyone remembered before me..."
Realization hit Bakura like an attack from Ra. "What! Everyone? You mean..."
Yami closed his eyes and tightened his grip on Bakura. "Yeah...Seth probably got his memories back after our first deul. Using my shadow magic on him must have kicked his mind into gear. He's been making sport of me ever since, in more ways then one..."
Bakura's eyes narrowed and took on a dangerous glow as he growled under his breath. "We'll get back at that bastard..."
Yami pulled away and smirked slightly. "Of course we will. But first, I have another phone call to make."
Bakura and Yami sat next to each other on the fountain's edge and Yami once again took out his cellphone.
Ishtar house
Marik sighed as he leaned against Malik's bedroom door, which had been locked since they got home from school the day before. "Please Malik...open the door."
"Go to hell!" Came Malik's pissed off reply.
Marik glared and muttered under his breath, "Fine, have it your way." before he forcefully kicked the door down.
Malik jumped slightly before glaring daggers at his dark half. "What? I don't want anything to do with you!"
Before Marik could relpy, his cellphone started to ring. "K'so!" He glared at his phone and pressed the talk button. "What the hell do you want? I'm busy!"
"Aw...Mariku-baby, I'm hurt."
Malik watched his dark side curiously as his face went from anger to shock before he dropped his cellphone and darted out the front door holding his Sennen Rod. "What the hell was that about?" Malik strode over to Marik's discarded phone and picked it up. "Hello?"
"Oh, hello Malik. Where'd Marik go?" Yami chirped cheerfully.
"Anno...for some reason he just took off like a bat out of hell."
"click"
Malik blinked. "Pharaoh?...He hung up on me...What the hell?" He sat down on the edge of his bed holding Marik's phone, officially confused.
At the park
"So, how long do you think it'll take him to get here?" Yami asked Bakura casually.
Before Bakura could answer, a motorcycle skidded to a halt next to the fountain and the driver pounced on Yami, knocking them both into the water, the bike lying forgotten on the sidewalk. Bakura laughed as he set Marik's bike upright and turned it off. "Does that answer your question?"
Yami glanced up at the grinning soaking wet Egyptian on his chest with slight annoyance. "Was it necessary to knock me into the fountain, Mariku-baby?"
Marik took off his helmet and smirked when he heard Yami call him by his old nickname. "Hm...maybe I just wanted to see you soaking wet in all that leather, Atemu-baby." Marik smirked wider as he ran his hands over Yami's sides and ground against him.
Yami moaned as he tried to control his actions and not jump Marik right there in the fountain. Bakura rolled his eyes and watched the two grope each other , leaning against Marik's bike in boredom. "If you two are done, I believe that having sex in a public park fountain is quite illegal." Both of them looked up at Bakura and smiled innocently.
"We're not doing anything!" Yami protested, pouting.
Bakura rolled his eyes again and muttered, "Say that after you remove your hands from his pants, Atemu."
Marik and Yami sulked as they helped each other out of the fountain and fixed their clothes. Once they were standing next to Bakura, Yami was taken by surprise as Marik grabbed his wrist and pulled him into a friendly hug. "Welcome back, my Pharaoh. I really missed all three of us being together like this."
Yami pulled away from Marik and pulled Bakura into the hug with them. The three of the mstood together in a circle, with their arms around each other, all staring at the ground with small smiles on their faces.
"No, now we're all toghter again. Just like before." Yami explained as he rested his head against Bakura's and Marik's.
(Ryou: aw...how cute!
Yami: mutters ew...i hate this story.
Malik: WEEE!)
Bakura smiled at his two friends and pulled away from them. "Sorry babes, but I got a sexy little hikari to get back to."
Yami let both of his hands rest lightly around Marik's waist as he smirked at Bakura. "Do what you wish, Akefia. Just try to avoid tainting my Aibou too much."
Bakura smirked back as he got on Marik's motorcycle. "I'm so glad I got your approval, my pharaoh. Unfortunately, I have no intent on listening to your request." He winked at them and sped away on the bike, calling out over his shoulder, "See you around, loves!" Soon, Bakura was completely out of sight.
(Yugi:...He's been spending too much time around Ryou.
Ryou:...sweatdrop.
Malik: SUGAR! runs around in circles)
Marik stood in front of Yami with his hands resting over Yami's, idly fiddling with Yami's bracelets. "My bike just got jacked, didn't it?"
"Yes, but you'll get it back in a few days." Yami wrapped his arms completly around Marik's waist and rested his chin on his shoulder while whispering in his ear. "What's wrong, Mariku-baby?"
Marik sighed heavily as he leaned back against Yami. "Can we talk about this some place else? Somewhere private?"
"Sure, there's a hotel near here."
Yami took Marik by the hand and led him to the nearby hotel. When they arrived they paid for a room with a single bed for the night, getting strange stares from the woman at the front desk. As soon as they reached their room Marik walked past Yami, lay down on his stomach on the bed, and placed a pillow over his head. Yami locked the door and sat next to Marik, leaning over him.
"Mariku-baby, suffocating yourself isn't going to solve anything."
Marik shivered slightly as Yami's hand went up the back of his shirt and rubbed his back comfortingly. He slowly relaxed all his muscles and moved his head to be on top of the pillow instead of under it. "I had forgotten how good that felt..." Marik whispered as he softly closed his eyes.
Yami stared at him in confusion. "You mean Bakura doesn't do this for you anymore?"
Marik shook his head slightly. "Not since our souls were trapped in the Sennen items."
"Well, will you answer my question since we're somewhere private now?"
Marik rolled over on his back and gazed up at Yami with tired eyes. He placed his hands over Yami's which were tracing his abs. "My Pharaoh, have you ever been in love?"
Yami smiled sadly and lay on his side next to Marik with his hand still on Marik's abs. "Never. Is this about what happened with Malik yesterday?"
"Am I that obvious?"
"Not really, but to me, you and Bakura are like open books."
Deciding to lighten the mood a bit, Marik looked at Yami with a horrified expression. "Hold on a second! You mean you don't love me?" He rolled over so that his back was facing Yami and pretended to cry.
Yami only rolled his eyes and pulled himself against Marik so his body was completely molded against him. He lightly bit Marik's neck and wrapped his arm around his waist. "Baka. You know you and Bakura are like family to me. You're the only family I've ever had back in Egypt."
Marik laughed and glanced over his shoulder at Yami. "Then we're one screwed up family. Incest problems included." Marik turned in Yami's grasp so they were facing each other. He grinned devilishly as he wrapped his arms around Yami's neck and entwined their legs.
Yami raised an eyebrow. "Now whose fault do you think that is?"
Marik smiled innocently as he leaned in to run his tounge across Yami's bottom lip. "I have no idea, my pharaoh."
Yami smiled and rested his right hand on Marik's cheek, while his left arm was still around his waist. "Mariku-baby, you're avoiding the topic, aren't you?"
Marik's playfulness faded as he buried his face in Yami's shirt. "I guess I am..."
Yami sighed heavily and ran his fingers through Marik's hair while rubbing his back. "Let me guess. You're deeply in love with Malik but he's still upset about Battle City, right?"
Marik nodded slowly, trying his hardest not to cry. Yami sat up and pulled Marik into his lap. "Mariku, it's okay to cry. Just let it out."
Marik automatically broke down, throwing his arms around Yami's neck and sobbing into his shirt. Yami sat there silently holding Marik, trying to think up a plan to get Malik to see how Marik has changed. After a few minutes of crying, Marik heard a hesitant voice.
/Marik? Are you okay/
/Malik? What do you want/
/Uh...I was just wondering...are you coming home tonight/
/Why do you care/
/...I was just curious...because it's almost nine p.m.../
/Well, you don't have to worry about me anymore./
/...What are you talking about/
/I'm not going to ruin you life anymore. Since you hate me so much I'm going back to Egypt tomorrow, without Bakura. I'll be fine on my own./
/Marik.../
/This is goodbye, Hikari./ With that said, Marik shut his soulroom door and locked it several times. He sighed quietly before pulling away from Yami and getting off the bed.
"Mariku?" Yami questioned as he stared at Marik's back in confusion.
"I'm leaving, Atemu. Tell Bakura I went back to Egypt without him."
"You're going tonight?"
"Hai."
"What are you going to tell Malik?"
"I told him I was leaving tomorrow..."
Yami gazed at Marik sadly. "You lied to him?"
"Yeah, he'll be better off without me. I'll see you around, my pharaoh." Marik walked out the door and teleported himself to the airport before Yami could stop him. He used the power of his Sennen Rod to get a free ticket on the next flight to Egypt.
Bakura: Oh dear Ra...i think I'm gonna be sick...Marik's one thing...but that THING! points to Yami
Yami: growls Watch it, tomb robber.
glare That's what you get for screwing with my disclaimers.
Bakura: Yeah, but that's just cruel and unusual punishment!
Marik: No, cruel and unusual punishment is having to deal with a hyperactive hikari...glances over to Malik
Malik: is bouncing on the chair he's chained down to I've had one pixie stick for every sentence in this chapter!
Ryou: placing several padlocks on the chains holding Malik down Yes, and it shows...
Bakura: rolls eyes Marik, put more chains around that thing before he bounces out of them...
Marik: adds more chains
riiight...turns to readers - i hope you enjoy the story so far. Please review! And just to let you know, flames shall be used to roast the marshmellows for our smores.
Malik: MARSHMELLOWS! breaks chains runs around the room while literally bouncing off the walls
Ryou: sighs Here we go again...