Ugh. Sorry, so so so so soooo sorry for the two day late update. Things have just gotton really hectic - me and my friends pulled an all nighter a few days ago, then we went to the giant carnival in town, then I slept for like an entire day, then a really old friend of mine moved here from my old town...Not to mention it's been boiling here and heat makes my head melt.
But I finally finished the next chapter! Also, I'm saying now, I'll probably be updating less. Still at least once a week, but not every 3 days anymore, simply because the end's coming up in about 10-20 chapters or so, and I'm kind of putting it off because I don't want to end it, but all good things must end. So...I'm just putting off the inevitable. D:
Disclaimer: If I owned Yugioh, I wouldn't be writing this. I'd be making it
For the next couple hours, things were at a rather tense standstill.
Despite a certain albino's previous interference, the Mist and Northern Lights still seemed determined not to speak to each other. As a matter of fact, they were sitting on opposite sides of the clearing, stubbornly refusing to make eye contact. The only reason they were still in the field at all was due to the fact when Kaiba had first tried to stalk off, he had smacked right into an invisible force field.
One look at the matching smirks on Bakura and Marik's faces made it quite clear who's idea that had been. So now the two elites were stuck in the same general area, simply because the Moon was not letting them go until they at least talked it over.
Though they were still refusing to even acknowledge what 'it' was.
As for everyone else, Malik and Ryou had fallen asleep at some point and were curled up together on the grass, obviously the two most content with the current situation. Yami was playing a match of solitaire with himself - after all, he was the Dusk, so whipping up a deck of cards from thin air really wasn't a challenge. Yugi was watching him play, while at the same time worrying over the tension between his best friend and the Mist.
Marik was eating an apple crisp; again, being what he was, it hadn't been hard to create one. Of course he seemed to have forgotten he could, since it had actually been Bakura that created it.
And the albino...was currently bored. Bored. Bored with a capital 'B'. As a matter of fact, he was so bored, all the letters in the words should be in capitals. BORED. That's how incredibly bored he was. He was so bored, that the word bored didn't even completely sum it up. But he was far to fucking lazy to invent a new word.
But them above he was so fucking bored! Marik wasn't paying attention to him, and the two that were supposed to be providing the entertainment were avoiding each other like the plague! So thus, he was really...well...bored.
And now that word had stopped making sense. Wonderful. Maybe he should turn Kaiba's pants to ice.
"....Kura, why are you grinning like that?" Marik's voice broke through his daydream of turning all the Mist's clothes into ice cubes. Fuck - had he been grinning? Ah well. At least the uneasy tone in his boyfriends voice was amusing enough.
That term still sounded strange to him. Boyfriend...him and Marik were boyfriends. After all this fucking time, after almost 3 million years, they were together. As in, a couple. Kind of. Maybe. Didn't couples share fuzzy feelings and stupid pet names and chocolate and crap..?
There was no way in fuck he was gonna start letting the blonde call him 'cupcake' or 'sweetie pie'. Was it just him, or did a lot of pet names seem to involve food of some kind? You think that would just start making people hungry all the time. Maybe that's why so many mortals were getting fat...
"Pretty? Are you okay?" A finger prodded into his shoulder, earning a small grunt and a disgruntled narrowing of red hued brown.
Calmly taking Marik's hand and stopping the Sun from poking him again Bakura shook his head. "I'm fine Marik. Just thinking. No need to bruise my skin, jerk." Noting the instant look of guilt that flicked into deep purple the Moon sighed, releasing his hold on the tanned hand to slide his own pale one into blonde hair. "I was kidding, Marik. You're not a jerk. But I am fine."
Seemingly content with that Marik nodded, leaning into Bakura's hand with a soft sigh. For a moment the albino laid there in content silence - up until an earlier fact decided to start chipping away at his brain again.
"Except I'm bored. Really fucking bored." He declared, frowning almost accusingly at thin air. "As in, if somebody doesn't start kissing someone soon I'm going to turn his clothes into icicles!"
By the small flinch that came from the Mist, obviously Kaiba knew exactly whom he was referring to. However, before Bakura had a chance to get another jab in, his vision was suddenly blocked by amused purple. Blinking up at Marik, the Moon raised one eyebrow slowly. "Uh, Marik, what...?"
Then he noticed the growing smirk and his eyes widened. "Wait, Marik, I wasn't talking about-!" His protest was cut off rather abruptly by a pair of hot lips sealing over his own; of course Bakura wasn't at all in a position to complain, pale fingers almost instantly losing themselves in faded blonde, yanking Marik closer.
"For fuck's sake, can't they keep their hands off each other for longer then 10 seconds!?" Kaiba was unable to remain silent any longer, already highly uncomfortable, and the constant make-out sessions of the two entities was only helping it along.
A small growl emitted from the brown eyed male sitting several feet away. "Oh get over yourself Kaiba! Just because you're lonely doesn't mean you have to harass people who aren't!" Joey snapped, folding his arms and glaring darkly at the other elite.
"Oh, as if you're not lonely, rainbow boy!?" Kaiba snarled right back, already ready for a fight.
Yami and Yugi both looked up from the Dusk's game of solitaire with a slightly wary air around them, already quite tired of the constant sparks flying between the two. Marik and Bakura had broken off their kiss to watch the ongoing battle with vague interest, while the two Stars remained in their happy dream land.
"Well maybe I wouldn't be lonely if the person I want to be with could get the 10 foot long pole out of their ass!" Joey yelled; both his and Kaiba's eyes widened, then he clapped his hands over his mouth with an expression that clearly said, 'I did not just say that out loud'.
A awkward silence fell over the land, then Bakura released a small snicker. "Hey, I didn't even have to do anything this time. I'm an influence!" He proclaimed, earning himself a loud snort from Marik.
"Now, is that a good thing or a bad thing...?" Yami muttered more to himself then to anyone else, but the Moon heard it nonetheless, and thus the Dusk was the recipient of two very displeased frowns - yes, Marik had heard him to.
Deciding to ignore the childish antics of his fellow entities Yugi slowly approached Joey, who looked as if he had...well...just blurted out his feelings for someone he was supposed to hate. Which was a pretty good way to sum it up, really. "Joey...?" The Dawn asked softly, uncertain on what exactly to say to comfort the blonde.
Since Kaiba seemed to much in a state of shock to do anything at all helpful, the smallest entity took it upon himself to. "Joey, are you okay?" Yugi coaxed, gently resting a hand on the blonde's shoulder and trying to pull him back to the real world.
Slowly brown eyes flickered to meet concerned purple, and after a second's consideration the Northern Lights gave the smallest shake of his head. Not that Yugi had expected him to say 'Yes I'm perfectly okay!' and proceed as if nothing happened.
Sighing softly the Dawn carefully coaxed his friend to his feet. "Yami, I'm taking Joey to somewhere quiet, okay?" Yugi murmured softly, earning the briefest of nods from his lover before he led the stricken blonde from the clearing, the force field obediently falling away at the entities command.
Silence fell over the clearing, then Bakura cleared his throat. "Hey, Misty. Yer blonde's getting away."
Dark blue eyes snapped into focus and Kaiba blinked rapidly as his mind finally finished it's lap and came crashing into the finish line. "Joey!" The Mist yelled, leaping to his feet and barrelling after the blonde.
Only to smack face first into the force field and stumble backwards, shooting a filthy glare at the hysterically laughing duo known as the Moon and Sun.
"Very mature." Yami drawled sarcastically, giving a small wave, and air shimmered briefly. "You can go through now." He added coolly to Kaiba, who gave him the stiffest of nods before hurrying off after Yugi and Joey.
"Aw damn it, now I'm bored again." Bakura whined, then instantly regretted it when purple eyes lit up, a mischievous leer slowly spreading across Marik's face. "...I really need to think before I speak."
That was about the point Yami decided it was a good time to levitate the still slumbering stars and make a quick exit.
I've made it to 100 reviews eeeeh!! -squeels-
