Today is Monday December 13th 2010

My house is being remodeled so there is a ruckus everywhere. I can't watch anime quietly… And that's why you found me here.

WARNING: Yaoi

Social Pressure

Chapter five: Notion

"So right now you're going to Seto's house to do your history project?"

"Yes, why do you ask?"

"You like him, don't you?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"You like Seto the same way I like you."

"No I don't. We're just friends."

"Be my boyfriend then."

"Bakura we already talked about it."

"Just give me a chance. You won't regret it."

"Baku-" He pulled Yami's arm, drawing him closer to his face.

"I love you man."

"Shut u-" Bakura grabbed Yami by his hip, pulled him and planted a kiss on his lips. Yami tried to pull away but Bakura's grip was far stronger than his. Little by little Yami gave into Bakura's kiss and slowly and subtly their tongues touched. Both blushing, Yami let his guard down and, gently, Bakura hugged Yami's hip and his other hand went up Yami's white shirt.

They both were enjoying the moment; Bakura's tongue was slowly exploring Yami's hot wet mouth and one of his hands was caressing Yami's back, while one of Yami's hands was messing up Bakura's white hair and the other was touching his chest over Bakura's blue shirt.

When they separated for a gulp of air, Yami tugged on Bakura's shirt and hid his head on his chest. "No Bakura…"

"I'm sorry."

Yami raised his head and they looked directly into each other's eyes. "Would you let go of me please?"

"Sure." They unfolded their arms and took each one step away from the other.

"I have to go to the library and meet Seto before we go to his house. So um… Bye, see you tomorrow."

"Bye."

Yami runs away toward the school and Bakura turns the other way and begins to shed tears.

-o-o-o-o-

"I didn't think you knew how to cook."

"Sometimes my grandma isn't home or she's out doing some social work and I end up cooking. I have to feed myself one way or another."

"I like how you cook."

"It's only spaghetti. There is nothing really great about it."

"It's great, especially because you made the sauce and added meatballs!"

"You don't know how to cook, do you?"

"Not really."

"It's easy, I can teach you someday."

"That would be great."

Yami was happily eating his meal, spaghetti and meatballs with store-bought bread and freshly-made lemonade.

As they both enjoyed their food they talked about what they have read in the library these past two days.

Ever since Bakura bad-mouthed Seto and he overheard him, they haven't talked much and in recess they ignore each other's presence.

"Yami." Seto left the fork he was holding on top of his bowl and looked up at Yami who sat in front of him. "May I ask you something a bit personal?"

"Okay… what is it?" Yami did the same as Seto and looked at him with a query eyebrow.

"Are you and Bakura dating or something?"

"No, we're just plain old friends… Why do you ask that?"

"It's just that before going to the library today I went outside to look for you but when I found you, you were making out with Bakura and I just wasn't going to disturb you two so I went inside again."

"So because you saw me kissing with Bakura you thought we were dating?"

"Well yeah, I mean why else would you be kissing him?"

"Can I trust you?" Yami looked him directly into Seto's blue serene eyes.

When Seto looked into Yami's crimson eyes, his heart started pounding really fast. "Not a word is going to come out of me about this."

"Okay then…" Yami took a deep breath and a quick sip of his lemonade. "Bakura, Marik and I have been friend for about 10 years. We've gone to the same schools since elementary school and shared thousands of burdens together. They are like family, brothers to me. But just recently, about a year ago Marik felt in love with Bakura but Bakura, as hard headed as always, he never really did notice, and not long after, Bakura felt in love with me."

"A gay love triangle."

"Bakura's gay, Marik is bisexual and I well… Whatever love strikes me with."

Seto chuckled. "Somehow I am not surprised of this."

"And so, Bakura not wanting me to find out about his crush, he started to tell Marik all about it. For a while Marik stopped talking to both of us until I confronted him and he told me EVERYTHING."

"Everything?"

"Yes everything, from when he began to have a crush on Bakura until the day he got so frustrated about Bakura talking about me that he told him that our relationship could never be. In the process, I found out that Bakura was in love with me and that Marik was in love with Bakura. After that sudden explosion between the three, both Marik and Bakura stayed down low with their crushes, but recently Bakura has been flirting with me, telling me every moment possible that he loves me and Marik not so long ago just told Bakura how he felt."

"And what about you? Do you like Bakura or Marik, or someone else, or what?"

"As friends I love both Marik and Bakura equally, I am more inclined to seeing Bakura like a couple though. But still I prefer not dating either of them. But when saying, who do I prefer to date, not only between those two but as the whole world as my option, well I have my eye on someone. Not sure about him though."

"Him?"

"Yes, a person with a penis. Either that or she's a really manly looking gal. I favor the first one." Yami took his fork rolled with spaghetti into his mouth.

"Dumbass. But does Bakura or Marik know about him?"

"Only Marik, but I've only mentioned him like twice. And Bakura has a hunch about it, because he has asked me, but because I'm not really that sure about him I tell him that he's just hallucinating."

"But why aren't you sure about him?"

"Because we met not so long ago and I barely know him. But he's a nice guy and when I get to know him better and if he likes guys, preferably me, I will be able to say that I like him."

-o-o-o-o-

After their long talk about Yami's life, they washed the dishes and took out the recollected history books and began to read. Every now and then they joked about stuff and took a five minute break from the books.

"Seto." Yami looked up from his book.

"Yes?"

"Have you ever had a girlfriend or boyfriend?"

"Me? No. To tell you the truth I've actually haven't had my first kiss."

"You haven't? But then why…?" Yami touched his own ears.

"Oh, why don't I have my ears?"

"Yeah. I'm really curious about it but… Well if it's too personal you don't need to tell me."

"I'll tell you. Just don't tell it anyone else. Okay?"

"Of course."

"I was five years old. My mom was asleep and so was I. My father was out drinking, but when he came back, he brought some friend over. Of course, they were all drunk. Three guys went into my mother's room, and my father and another friend into mine. And… his friend held me while my father raped me, I really don't know what happened to my mother but I know she was also raped. I didn't go to school for a week or so, my father went into jail and my mother and I moved into my grandmother's house. After that she would cry every night next to me telling me that she was sorry. She felt into a chronic depression and died a year after the incident. Ever since then I've been living in with my grandparents, and I would change school constantly because I would always get teased."

Seto finished talking, and not once while talking did he looked up at Yami. There was a silence after Seto's revelation where Yami would just look at Seto without knowing what to do or say.

"You are the first person with my same age to actually talk to me and not be bothered with what everyone says. Something like my very first friend…"

This was a bit short, only around 1000 words but I hope this explains a lot.

Review please!

dragonlady222: Bakura is totally jealous, he just doesn't admit it. Marik as well.

Lollipop: I am going to write more.

peacegirl108: Sorry if you got mad but, finals at my school are hell. Two projects for the same day, two more for the next day, exams on those same days, me getting sick XD