Me- Wow! Thanks for all of your reviews! They were really great and I appreciate it. Just so you know this will be in all three of the hikaris pov.
Melody- Hehe
Me- You have something to say
Melody- Yep...I just found your stash of Yugi and Ryou plushies!
Me- Hide those now! It's for people who review!
Melody- I want one
Me- nope you have to review
Warnings- this does have yaoi and heterosexual romance galore! So if you don't like it don't read.
Disclaimer- I do not own Yugioh, Quizilla, or Harry Potter...though wouldn't I be so rich.
Summary- It's a fic centered around Yugi, Ryou, and Malik. Yugi's been rejected by the one he loves but refuses to let it bother him. Ryou is in love with a person who wouldn't give him a second glance unless he was famous. And for Malik..the person he loves doesn't see him as anything more than someone he lives with (or a fuck buddy). The eventual pairings would be...Yugi/Bakura, Ryou/Otogi later Ryou/Jou, Malik/Marik, and hints of Yami/Seto and Jou/Mai.
Ryou's Pov.
It's really late when Malik and myself make it to his house and for once I'm grateful that we're met with darkness. I'd hate to have gone home to see Marik and Bakura with whoever. Bakura does try to be subtle about it but he likes to make his victims scream quite...loudly.
I go into Malik's room hoping to change into something more comfortable other than my jeans and then a sudden wave of realization hits me. I forgot to bring clothes. Oh well, I do have a drawer here labeled 'Ryou' as does Yugi since we spend quite a bit of time over. So once I have on a pair of pyjamas and Malik, who also has changed, is finished, we head into the living room downstairs.
"Hey, I know it's late and you probably want to sleep, but I also know you're hungry. So go grab an apple or something and join me on the porch, okay" I nod my head to tired to speak. He always loves making fun of me just because I love apples, or more specifically, green apples, like a kid loves candy. So after raiding the fridge I join Malik on the front porch not surprised at all to see a cigarette dangling in between his fingers as he slowly inhales.
"You think Yugi's ok" he asked after breathing out. I give a sigh at the thought of the third hikari. He hasn't been ok for a long while.
"Honestly Malik, I'm not to sure. I feel awful over everything that happened but it a little unnatural for him to be so hung up on it" Which is true. Yugi's been rejected before but when Bakura happened things changed drastically. That's when we all became so much closer.
"Not really. Yugi was really into Bakura. Back then he just didn't understand how Bakura is" I try to resist a flinch at this comment. Bakura has done some very gruesome and unpretty things in the past but I never knew he could be so harsh. He doesn't act like that around me, or at least not in public anyways. I gave Malik a sideways glance to see him one again inhaling from his signature 'cancer stick'.
"Where is the love" I breathed out quietly and he gave me a sad look.
"Sometimes I think it's right in front of us and we don't even know it" To say I was shocked was an understatement. Everyone knew Marik had sex with Malik on more than one occasion with seemingly no feeling at all. So where did this new resolution come from.
"Possibly. Wouldn't that be nice though. A little unrealistic but it sounds nice all the same"
"Ryou, our lives our unrealistic...we're both so lucky that we're graced with the presence of two very psychotic, homicidal, lust-filled, murderous, and undeniably hot yamis that are 5,000 years old. How real is that" We both looked at each other for a few seconds before busting out laughing. Obviously we've been slightly affected by our yamis behavior considering the old lady beneath is yelling for 'Marik and Bakura' to shut up, all the while banging her broom against the ceiling.
"Alright let's hit the sack" I say getting up while throwing my apple over the edge.
"You're so queer Ryou it hurts" Malik shakes his and takes a final puff before letting his cigarette accompany my apple.
Well now that I've left Malik's I have nothing to do. Isis came barging in at six in the morning saying he had to help in the museum and I quickly left not wanting to 'volunteer'. I won't bring that up around Malik anytime soon though considering the glare that he gave me for bailing.
Standing on the front steps I'm debating on whether or not to go in. It's eight now but has Bakura's (or Marik's) latest whore left is the question. I can hear the slamming of my cupboard doors and come to my own conclusion. Seeing as I have nothing better to do I sit on our little swinging chair enjoying the gentle breeze while listening to the commotion going on inside my house.
Five minutes later the front door swings open and a male, accompanying a female, barge out half dressed.
"I thought we had something Marik...I can't fucking believe you" the girl screams out as her eyes tear up. The man beside her drapes an arm around her shoulders.
"They're just fucking dicks. You hear that Bakura, you're an ASS!" the girl slowly begins to sob when I realize that she's the same one from two weeks ago, as well as the man. Wow, what a record.
"I really thought he cared Damien, I really did" the girl managed this much out between sobs and they slowly departed carrying their clothes and high heels, but leaving their humiliated and broken hearts among many others. See, I should so be a poet.
When Bakura comes to close the door he sees me still sitting here on the swings. An odd look comes across his features before joining me in silence. A moment later Marik comes to join as well.
Maybe I forgot to mention that they're like the older brothers I never had. They'll treat me like shit in public, calling me weak and pitiful, but in private they're indefinable. Though I never truly stopped getting picked on Bakura and Marik made sure it was never physical. We talked about a lot to. Except Yugi and Malik, those were no no subjects. I didn't ask and neither did they, a beautiful system.
"Did you see that Ry" Bakura asks after a while.
"I heard it, then saw it. But it's quite alright. I figured they'd be leaving soon so I didn't barge in. Have you noticed the cherry blossoms this year? I they're beautiful." Which is true. Actually it's partially true. I'd just rather not talk about what happened not only moments ago.
"You would...but...sorry" I didn't say thank you because he wouldn't want one and Marik's nodding to Bakura's words was enough.
"Anything new been happening lately? Where's that baka hikari of mine" Marik asked trying to keep up a conversation. He really didn't like silence for to long.
"Um...Isis has Malik working the museum and nope same old here" I try not to sigh at those words. God can you be any more dull Ryou? Can you? Oh lord I'm turning into Yugi and talking to myself.
"Oh come on you must have some type of secret lover or something" Bakura joked and I froze beginning to stutter. What if they knew?
"U-m, I-I think, maybe...I like...I don't like...um..." I can feel the blush on my cheeks now and lower my head.
"Relax Ryou, it was a joke" I looked up to see their amused faces.
"Bloody hell don't you bastards do that to me...I have bad nerves! One day you'll regret it" As I say this Bakura and Marik both start lighting cigarettes. I swear I'm going to get lung cancer and die from second hand smoke...then they'll really regret what they all put me through. And look at this...I no longer get shock from swearing...they're used to it! This will have to change!
"Have you seen Honda's bike lately? He promised to take me for a ride but it was stolen" There we go some nice pure shock. Or wait...is that laughter? He really did promise me...
"I'm sure he wanted to 'take you for a ride'" Marik laughed harder, his head falling on my shoulder.
A second later though I was on the floor, blinking, and very confused. I didn't understand until I saw Yugi down the road coming towards us with Bakura's jacket. With a sigh I brushed myself off and stood up.
"Hey Yugi" I waved and he responded similarly.
"Hey I just wanted to give Bakura back his jacket and thank him for lending it" Yugi's eyes were trained onto the floor the entire time only looking up occasionally, and if he did it was to look at me.
"You'd better not have gotten it dirty" Bakura said angrily and I just stood there off to the side to watch. Something I'm getting good at...watching.
"Then why the hell did you let me borrow it if you thought I was going to get it dirty" Yugi was on the verge of yelling which made me curious. Something must be wrong for him to be overreacting over a small comment like this. Bakura's taunted and teased him worse and he would just smile.
"I already said last night...you looked like a whore and you were cold, most guys don't like frozen whores" I wonder if Bakura knows he just dug himself a deep pit that might be hard to get out of.
"You would know wouldn't you, being a whore yourself...and for the last time, I'm not a whore" that was a good comeback Yugi not bad. Tossing the jacket at Bakura Yugi turned around and started to walk off.
"Yugi" I sigh and turn to glare at Bakura who just shrugged and watched Yugi leave.
"I'll see you later" I said and go to catch up to Yugi. Now, I thought if you had little legs you couldn't run or walk as fast. So shouldn't it be the same for Yugi...nope. Yugi's on the track team at school and such a role model student. He gets straight A's minus one B that he once got in science. Isn't he dreamy...
"Yugi wait for me" I yell almost like a two-year old...sickening I know.
"What's up Ryou" Now I know something's wrong. Yugi always teases me when I talk babyish. Which I don't by the way it just sounds like it. I swear!
"I was about to ask you the same thing" I said and Yugi sighs before slowing down from his fast pace.
"It's not much just that Gramps will be gone for another six months" Well that's not good considering he's been gone for six months already on a dig with my dad. Speaking of which.
"He also told me to tell you your dad said hi and some more bull shit and that your dad would be gone just as long" I put an arm around Yugi and sighed, letting my head rest on his shoulder (since he's almost my height now I only have to bend a little bit).
You would think I'd be prepared for this type of heartbreak. It's just that I've seen my dad once in the past three years. This could even be considered child abuse if I really wanted to say something. But no, I quite like my privacy, or lack of now that I live with Bakura. Things have been quite hectic lately and I don't expect much of a change. With a yami (more like two since Marik's always over) nothing is ever quite normal.
"I have a great idea that will cheer us up" I exclaim really loud and quickly blush afterwards.
"Yeah, what's that" I give him a little smirk and start skipping. At the end of the sidewalk I do a little pirouette.
"We're going to have a sleep over at my house!"
I hope everyone liked this chapter (you better I tried hard). I honestly haven't started the next one so I'll get it out as soon as possible. Thank you and please review.