(Play opening theme song: 'Vampires Will Never hurt You' by My Chemical Romance)

"I LOOK LIKE A WHORE!" Yami protested the next night.
"A SEXY whore." Jou grinned. Yami stared at him as if he had three heads. "…Oh, lay OFF. I wouldn't date you if my life depended on it. I'm just sayin' if a hot guy dressed like you are right now, I'd totally go out with 'em…or at LEAST try to get them in bed." Jou snickered. The musician groaned at the 'flamboyantly' (as he put it) gay artist.

What? You couldn't tell if he was gay before?

Well, then, perhaps he wasn't being as FLAMBOYANT then….

"But I don't WANT him to try to get me in bed. I want to get to know him, that's all." Yami whined.
"And you won't be able to do that without the proper date-wear."

"THIS is not date-wear. THIS is S&M leather-fetish waiting to happen!" He complained, gesturing to his outfit. A black, sleeveless, leather shirt was suction-cupped to his chest it seemed as were the black leather pants that dropped a little over his black boots. Two belts hung uselessly over his hips, not even in the belt loops and the black boots had a buckle on the front. He also had a neck belt on his…well, neck and a belt around his upper right arm.

'Why do I get the feeling that I'm just ASKING to be raped by wearing this?'

"But you have absolutely NO FASHION SENSE." Jou retorted. "You're either wearing PJ's, the school uniform, or some dirty rags under the 'Game Shop' apron. Besides, S&M leather-fetish is a TOTAL TURN-ON during foreplay!" Yami sighed.

"That doesn't help me, Jou. Yuugi, he's the guy I'm going out with tonight-"
"I knew you were gay." The blonde painter grinned. Yami glared.

"That's the fifteenth time you've said that."
"I know…I just can't get enough of me being right…AGAIN." He smirked.
"…Shut up. Yuugi is already a pervert of the first degree. I'm trying to get to know him, not make him even hornier than he was when we first met."

"Why? Wha'd he do to ya?" Jou asked suspiciously. Yami cleared his throat.

"Hit me." Jou blinked.

"Hit you?"
"On the head."
"On the head." He repeated. Yami swallowed, turning away to face the mirror.

"With…my guitar." The blonde's eyebrows rose. "And then he tried to molest me." Then vanished under his hairline.

"You're into some weird stuff, aren't you?" Jou asked. Yami looked at him with a gaping jaw and disbelieving eyes.
"Thanks for the vote of confidence, Jou."

"Are you ready?! The movie starts at nine TONIGHT! It's eight-thirty!" A voice called from downstairs.
"That's him." Yami said.

'Why do I feel somewhat nervous?'

"Sounds pretty YOUNG." Jou commented. "I always had you pegged to go for an OLDER guy."
'Oh he's OLDER alright.'

The musician sighed in his head.

"Yeah! I'm ready!" He took a deep breath. "Wish me luck."
'And prey I don't get raped, sired or bitten.'

He opened the door and stepped out, walking to the steps and he flushed a slight red.

There was Yuugi at the bottom of the stairs, dressed in tight faded jeans, sneakers, a loose black shirt, and a choker necklace. Thin silver bangles decorated his wrist and a chain wrapped from his choker to a belt loop in his jeans.

But the look he had on his face at the sight of the musician had only ONE thing written on it.

"Sexy." Yuugi sneered, snickering.

That was it.

On instinct, Yami pulled down his shirt a little, only to find it wouldn't move.

'Damnit! This thing really IS suction-cupped to my chest!'

He moaned inwardly.

"Well, at least you're not naked. He'd jump you faster than he'd jump a hurtle." Yami jumped at the sudden sound of Seto's voice as he whirled around to face the taller vampire.

"Can you NOT do that?"
"He's right." Yuugi agreed, walking up the stairs. He looked the boy up and down, lingering on his hips longer than anything else. "Don't worry though; this is MUCH better." The musician groaned.

"I feel so much better now."
"You should. Now I probably won't feed off you or sire you. But the MATING on the other hand-"
"Save it." Seto protested. Yuugi pouted. Yami's door opened again, his blonde friend coming to his side.

"Hey, dude, do you know what happened…" The blonde started walking out of the room. His eyes fell upon Seto and he slowed down. "To…my...jacket……" He smiled coyly at the taller boy. "Hi." Seto smirked.

"Hey."

"Um…I don't think I saw you when I first walked in here." The blue-eyed vamp shrugged.
"Yeah, well, I was up in my room." Jou gave him an interested look.

"You live here?" Seto nodded.
"Yeah, moved in three weeks ago. Don't know why I didn't see you." Jou smiled.
"Well, Yami doesn't invite me in much. So what's it like-"

"Hel-LO." Yuugi snapped. Jou and Seto stopped staring at the other, Seto looking at a very interesting corner of the wall and Jou turning back to Yami.

"So, Yami, where is…" Yami and Seto quickly pointed to Yuugi who just smirked. Jou stared.

"…Loli-shota?" He asked. Seto snorted, bursting into a fit of laughter which was quite unlike him. Yuugi widened his eyes as if the say 'exSCUSE me'. Yami held back his laughter.

"I THINK we should be going now." The little vampire spat, grabbing the musicians wrist. Yami blinked at the somewhat insecure tone the smaller one's voice has taken in contrast to his usual confidence.

"Oh, come off it, you know I wasn't laughing at YOU." Seto sighed. Yuugi paid no heed and dragged the taller down the stairs.

"Well, nice meeting you, Jou. I'm sure Seto would be MORE than happy to walk you home." There was a hint of mischief in his voice as he said this and Seto's eyes popped out of his head.

"What, now?" Yuugi grinned, waving and dragging Yami out the door.

"Bye-bye now!" The vampire pulled the musician out of the way and shut the door, walking ahead.

"Let's go."

"What was that?" Yami asked with a quirk of an eyebrow. He couldn't help it; seeing the little doppelganger get so timid wasn't an everyday occasion. Yuugi blushed a little, also very rare, while standing completely still and stiff.

"I…I just don't….I don't like being laughed at…" He said quietly. Yami stared, those bright magenta eyes now took on a darker more reflective color. "Or…picked on." The vampires' voice dropped down into a whisper, his eyes now facing the floor.

"Yuugi…" Yami's voice floated dead in the air. The vampire made the subject seem extremely heavy. Noting the stare, Yuugi quickly perked his head up and grinned.
"Whatever. What's past is past, right?" The look-alike grabbed his taller counterpart and dragged him down the street.
"Come on, I heard there's a cool new movie out. And I'm just DYING to see it." He gave a light-hearted laugh, the forcedness of it showing all too much. The musicians' heart went out to the vampire.

Perhaps there was more to this bloodsucking, hyperactive pervert than meets the eye.

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Jou's honey-brown eyes darted across the room, spotting the blue denim jacket on the sofa.
"Ah, there it is." He made his way down the stair, grabbing it and holding it close.

'I found a CUTE one.'

He grinned to himself.

"So...um…Is Yuugi USUALLY like that?" He asked, turning to the tall brunet. Seto shrugged.

"Nah, he's just upset 'cuz he thinks I laughed at him. He doesn't like it."
"Oh." Jou nodded. Seto stepped down from the stairs.

"Well, would you like to leave now?" Jou blinked. "I'm just wondering since, y'know I'M supposed to be walking you home." Seto supplied.

"You're really gunna do it?" he asked.
"It's that or Yuugi chews me out. And that little runt can get annoying." The blue-eyed man groaned. Jou nodded again, quickly this time and put his jacket on.

'Score!'

He smiled at the taller of the two, walking towards the door.

"I live a little bit before downtown. It's only about thirty minutes away from the college."

"Well, let's go." The taller said, pulling on a black trench coat. Walking by a door, he knocked.

"What?" a raspy voice asked.

"Bakura, I'm walking Yami's friend home. He and Yuugi just went out, alright? I won't be long."
"Alright." Seto smirked some, holding the door open for Jou.
"Shall we?" Jou couldn't help but grin.
"We shall."

..::Three minutes later::..

Bakura peeked his head out of his bedroom door. Looking both ways, he emerged from the room.
"ANYONE STILL HERE?!"

Nothing.

He grinned, running into the kitchen and reaching for the phone. Picking it up, his nimble fingers pressed speedily as he waiting for a response.

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BRRRING!

BRRRING!

"Oh, I've got it." Ryou sighed, picking up the phone. Placing a hand over the receiver, he sighed again. "Now I'm talking to myself." The pale haired-and skinned-boy pressed the phone to his ear. "Hello?"
"Do you know where the Kame Game Shop is?" Ryou's chocolate brown eyes widened.
"Bakura! Thank God. I haven't heard from you in three weeks. I was afraid something happened."
"I'm fine. Yuugi and Seto and I are just palling around some human Yuugi wants to f&ck. But that's not the point." There was a hungry purr in his voice. Ryou's face tinged slightly and his legs squirmed. Whenever Bakura used that tone he just…

"Yeah, I know where it is."
"The guy Yuugi wants lives here. The house is empty for the next forty-five minutes or longer." His voice grew huskier and Ryou felt himself becoming dazed. "You. Me. Sex. Sweat. Come. Now." Ryou's face was completely red as he hung up the phone and grabbed his jacket, tugging on his skirt (NOT a typo --evil grin--).

..::At the Theater::..

"Why are you so nervous?" Malik asked with a snicker. Marik's cheeks turned a slight shade of red.

"I am NOT nervous." He protested. The smaller of the two rolled his eyes.

"Then why did you actually dress CASUALLY?" Marik bit his lip, looking down at the tight muscle shirt and beige slacks he wore.

"No reason. I just didn't know you knew what that word meant."
"Oh, ha, ha. You're hilarious." Marik scoffed, turning his platinum blonde head towards the ticket guy. "Two tickets for 'How About Not?' please." The blonde ticket guy nodded, tongue slightly sticking out of his mouth with an eye-closed smile (Marik quirked an eyebrow at that) and gave them their tickets for the romantic comedy. Marik paid and the left for the concession stand to which Malik instantly spotted a box of Sno Caps.

"I can't BELIEVE this is probably the only good movie they have out right now. Usually Halloween season brings a lot of good ones. Nice slasher flicks and stuff." Marik commented. Malik giggled, taking the box and giving the woman her money.
"It was either this or 'Passion of the Undead'." He smiled jokingly. "And I don't think we need to know basic vampire anatomy." The two laughed. 'Passion of the Undead' was a vampire movie about a cop and a vampire who abducted her. The movie contained a sex scene between the cop and vampire, one with the vampire and another female vampire, one with two male vampires, one with two FEMALE vampires and one where they all just get together and have a big orgy.

Needless to say, the movie was rated very high. And Marik knew Malik wasn't much for sex scenes in movies. If he didn't see the actual ACT OF, it was fine but just seeing them go at it on the bed naked just didn't appeal to the smaller blonde.

Yes, Marik knew Malik extremely well.

"Well, let's-" The muscular one froze. Malik stared.

"What is it?" Marik swallowed embarrassedly. The skinnier one looked towards the bathroom area and 'oh'ed.

There waiting near the bathrooms was a tan male, blood red eyes half-lidded in slight aggravation and spiky red and violet hair sticking up, his blonde bangs in his face.

"Isn't that the guy Yuugi was with that we almost killed?"

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Digi12: WELL, wasn't that just CRAPTASTIC?

Justin: It was FINE.

Digi12: --Blinks. Turns around, noting the skinny, dark skinned red eyes boy with short black hair and long black bangs.-- What the-JUSTIN! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE IN THE CRAP-FIC!
Justin: --narrowed eyes--You mean 'Mocha Lady'? You haven't written anything in months. I gave up until you started writing it again.

Digi12: Oh, how lucky am I/sarcasm

Justin: Which reminds me, you keep forgetting the disclaimer.

Digi12: Oh, everybody knows I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or My Chemical Romance. --Evil psychotic grin--Yet.

Justin: Try never. Well, you heard her. She owns nothing.
Digi12: TT So cute…yet so overly responsible.