Heya, readers.
Chapter 7 is here. At the end of the last chapter Bakura and Marik decided they were going to hang out with Melvin and Ryou.
This chapter is much longer than the rest because animetheyaoidrug said in her review that the last one was short and looking through all the other ones, I realised they were all really short.
I'm going to try and start writing longer chapters.
Thanks to animetheyaoidrug and darkelf777 for their reviews.
I don't own YuGiOh or the characters... ENJOY.~
It was Saturday.
In a small cafe sat four boys together on a table; two boys with blonde hair and two with white hair. The white-haired boys were identical, except for the fact one had soft features and neatly done hair, whereas, the other had sharper features and much scruffier hair. The blondes seemed to have a slight difference in age, about a year. The older blonde, whose hair was spikier and messier than his younger brother's, was sat next to the more innocent-looking of the twins with the other two boys sitting across from them.
(Bakura's POV)
Marik and I were sitting, watching in disgust, as the two sitting across from us were sharing a milkshake. The two ignored us, probably because they were used to it by now. After a few minutes went by, I took a sip from my tea and stole a glance at Marik. Although his cheeks were slightly red, you could tell he didn't like the sight of them together almost as much as I. Soon, Marik looked down into his lemonade, swirling the ice in it around with his straw. I glanced back at my little brother and his boyfriend; finally, they paid attention to us.
"So... um, you two, how's living together?" Ryou asked, his voice oddly high for a teenage boy of his age, as usual.
"It's-" I began, but as usual, Marik decided to voice his opinion.
"Ugh! I can't understand how you lived with him, Ryou," Marik started, in his nasally voice, "He's messy, he can't cook, he leaves wet towels on the floor, he's impolite, he hogs the WHOLE friggin' sofa!"
Ryou laughed, "Don't worry, Marik, you'll get used to it after a while."
I rolled my eyes and muttered, "If you two are done bitching about me, then, I think we should go-"
"OH! And he plays his awful music really loud and he..." Marik stopped speaking for a second and looked down.
"He what?" Melvin asked, excitedly. He was clearly enjoying his brother's discomfort. We were all staring at Marik. Ryou looked worried, Melvin looked sadistic and cheerful and I was just confused.
"It's nothing..." Marik murmured.
"TELL ME!" Melvin half-shouted.
"He keeps friggin' hitting on me," Marik said.
My mouth dropped open. I haven't told Melvin and Ryou my plan yet... They're going to think I fancy him! I inwardly groaned as Ryou stifled a laugh.
"Oh, 'Kura, I didn't know you had an ickle thing for my ickle bwother," Melvin said, smirking.
"I don't! Marik just takes everything I say seriously and don't you dare call me 'Kura'!" I replied.
"But you let me call you 'Kura', Fluffy?" Marik said, confused.
I hit my head on the table as Melvin started laughing. This is getting worse and worse. I wish Ryou would just dump that asshole.
"Bakura and Marik sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-" Melvin sang. I kicked him as hard as I could under the table and smirked as I saw him groan in pain.
"Sorry, Melvin, I'm not gay like you."
Ryou stopped laughing and looked at me seriously. I knew that look. He wanted me to apologise. I shook my head at him. Why should I apologise to that arrogant, sadistic bastard? Ryou rolled his eyes and finished the last of Melvin's and his milkshake quietly. Marik suddenly stood up, muttered something and walked off. Nobody seemed to catch what he said but we soon realised he was heading to the bathroom. I stared at the couple in front of me. Time to tell them my plan.
(Ryou's POV)
I stared at my older twin as he explained to Melvin and me his plans to get Marik to 'admit to being gay'. Melvin seemed to approve of his plans and find them hilarious. I sighed.
"Don't you think it's a little harsh? If Marik's gay, then he'll work it out over time. You shouldn't push him like this," I said to them. Bakura sighed; I knew he knew I was going to react like this. Melvin groaned and looked at me, doing his best cute face. It was the face I could never, ever refuse.
"But, Ryouuuuuuuuu," he whined. I rolled my eyes.
"Fine, I don't like this plan but if you two are so insistent then I suppose I will have to go with it..." I said, sounding strangely bitter and unlike myself. I smiled. I suppose it could help Melvin and 'Kura bond... and it could be kind of fun... and Marik probably is gay. My smile became a grin at a sudden thought. Maybe Bakura and Marik will get together!
"What are you so happy about?" Bakura asked me, chuckling.
"Oh, nothing," I said with a sigh, already imagining future double dates we could have when we get Marik and Bakura together. I best tell Melvin my own plan...
"Bakura, go get Marik, it's time to go," I said. Bakura nodded, got up and headed towards the bathrooms. I turned to my gorgeous, tanned boyfriend and smiled.
"Okay, Melvin, here's the plan..."
(Marik's POV)
I squirted soap onto my hands and started washing them. I glanced up at myself in the mirror, mentally admiring my own looks. Of course Bakura keeps flirting with me. By Ra, I'm gorgeous!
"Marik, if you're done checking yourself out, we're leaving," came a familiar British voice behind me. I sighed, turned the tap off and dried my hands. I noticed Bakura was watching me.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing."
"Don't lie! You were totally checking me out," I said, smugly.
"Okay, fine, you got me but I can tell you enjoy getting my attention."
I laughed and pulled him out of the bathroom by the wrist.
"Come on, 'Kura, you said we were leaving!"
When we got out of the bathroom, Ryou and Melvin seemed to be discussing something. I smiled and dragged Bakura towards them. Ryou and Melvin noticed us, exchanged a glance and a smile between one another and then burst out laughing.
"What is it?" Bakura demanded.
"Oh... it's just that... You two are holding hands!" Ryou said, between giggles. I glanced down at our hands. I hadn't realised that my hand had slipped down Bakura's wrist and that our fingers had entwined. I blushed in embarrassment and let go of Bakura's hand. Bakura, on the other hand, found the situation hilarious but I could still see that he had a slight red tinge in his cheeks.
"Where shall we go now, guys?" Ryou asked as him and Melvin stood up. Melvin put money on the table to pay for our drinks.
"Oh, I thought we were going home," I said.
"Sorry, Ryou, it's just, Marik really wants some alone time with me," Bakura said, suggestively. I pushed him and tried to block the incoming mental images of 'alone time' with Bakura.
"You know what? I'd rather hang out as the four of us... I don't want him trying to do anymore moves on me. 'Kura, I hate to break it to you, but I'm not gay," I muttered, annoyed. We all then headed out of the cafe, Melvin and Ryou holding hands.
"He loves it really," I overheard Bakura whisper to Melvin, who burst out laughing in response.
"I know! He's definitely gay," Melvin replied.
"NO I'M NOT!" I shouted.
"Relax, Marik," Bakura said, trying to comfort me, "we're just winding you up. Don't take everything so seriously."
"Fine... Where are we even going, 'Kura?"
"The park," I heard Ryou say.
Bakura and Melvin were discussing cars so Ryou and I walked beside them in silence. I was never very interested in cars and I was sure Ryou wasn't either. I much preferred motorbikes. I listened to their conversation because it was a rare thing to see the two of them being civil towards each other and actually having a normal conversation. Bakura was telling Melvin about how our car had broken down and that Bakura would have to walk to school because we couldn't afford to get it fixed.
"Why don't you just ride on the back of Marik's motorbike?" Melvin asked. I blushed at the idea, knowing that Bakura hugging my waist while I was driving it would definitely distract me. Why would it distract me though...?
"Can I, Marik?" Bakura inquired, looking at me. I looked off to the side slightly and let my hair hide my blushing face. I can't let Bakura see me blush... especially when I don't even understand why I'm blushing.
"Um... Yeah... Sure thing, 'Kura," I said and then looked forwards, "oh, hey, we're at the park."
(Melvin's POV)
Ryou smiled at me, obviously proud that I thought of the idea of Bakura riding on the back of Marik's motorbike. It's clear that it won't take us too long to get Marik and Bakura together. Even though the thought of my little brother dating that ass is disgusting, I'll do anything for my Ryou. He's the thing that keeps me sane... Maybe, if I get those two together, Bakura won't bother Ryou and me so much. That ass is always trying to break us up but it won't happen. I love Ryou.
"Let's play Frisbee!" Ryou said, cheerfully, pulling a Frisbee out of his bag. Marik and Bakura nodded and then the three of them automatically spread out. I told them I'd sit out because my throws tend to hurt people. I sat down on a bench and watched.
Bakura was the best at Frisbee out of them and he caught it almost every time whereas Marik and Ryou missed it most of the time. I laughed when Marik or Bakura didn't catch it. Marik was putting minimal effort into the game, probably because it was a hot day and he was scared that if he were to sweat, he'd smudge his makeup. Bakura began shouting at him to play properly after a while so Marik threw the Frisbee really hard towards Bakura and it whacked him on the head. I laughed as Bakura stumbled and fell. It would have been so much better if it would've killed him! Hah! That asshole! That's just Karma for everything... My slightly overactive imagination began thinking of ways of killing Bakura. I sighed, killing him would upset Ryou. Bakura should consider himself lucky he's Ryou's brother... otherwise, I would have killed him by now.
Ryou called an end to the game just as it looked like it was about to get violent. I looked down in disappointment. I would love to see Bakura and Marik fighting it out like that. They all walked over to me, Bakura rubbing his forehead where the Frisbee hit him. I stood up and pulled Ryou into a kiss.
"You looked so hot out there," I said against his lips which I could feel were curving into a smile.
"Ugghhhh... that's gross," I heard Marik moan. I turned to look at him.
"You say that, but really you hope you and Bakura will be doing the same sometime soon."
"We can if you want, Marik," Bakura muttered, winking at him. Marik shuddered and shook his head at Bakura. Bakura laughed and sat down on the grass. He grabbed Marik's arm and pulled him down too. Marik glared at him and informed him that he was perfectly capable of sitting down without his help. I sat down and Ryou sat on my lap. I smirked and wrapped my arms around him.
(Bakura's POV)
We sat there for hours, just chatting or arguing with one another. It was getting dark and Ryou had fallen asleep in Melvin's arms. They were much too lovey-dovey for my liking but I couldn't do anything because it would upset Ryou.
We sat in silence for a while, not knowing what to talk about without Ryou. Marik closed his eyes and leaned on my shoulder.
"Before you say anything, 'Kura, I'm not doing this because I like you... I'm really tired," Marik said drowsily. I smirked.
"We best be getting home then... I'm quite tired too," I announced with a chuckle and Melvin nodded.
"Oh, Ryou told me to ask you two if you wanted to sleep at our house tonight... It's closer to here anyway and you'll probably have to carry Marik cause he's not gonna want to walk when he's that tired," Melvin muttered, his tone told me he didn't want us to sleep round. He's only doing it for Ryou.
"Fine, we'll come... Wait, where will we sleep?" I said, remembering what the house was like. There were only two possible places to sleep; there was Ryou and Melvin's room ugh... I still can't believe they sleep together and there was Bakura's old room. The sofa in the living room was much too small for anyone to sleep on.
"You can sleep in your room."
"But there's only one bed?"
"It's big enough."
"I'm not sharing a bed with him..." Marik grunted in agreement.
"Grow up! Seriously... If you're going to be like that I suppose one of you can sleep on the floor."
"Not me! I want the bed," Marik murmured, sleepily.
"It's my old room! I get the bed!"
"But 'Kura..." he groaned in response.
"Fine. We can sleep at either end..."
Melvin laughed, picked up Ryou and began to head home. I copied, picking up Marik in a bridal fashion and following behind Melvin. Marik was lighter than I thought he'd be.
"Marik, you should really put on weight... You weigh nothing!"
"Shush, 'Kura, I'm sleeping."
After a long walk in silence, we arrived at Melvin and Ryou's house. I mumbled a goodnight to Melvin and the sleeping Ryou then carried Marik up into my room. I placed him carefully into the bed and then grabbed a pillow and put it down the other end of the bed, quickly climbed in and went to sleep.
(Ryou POV)
"They're sleeping top and tail, right, Melv?" I whispered, tiredly.
"Yep. What's the plan?" my boyfriend replied, quietly.
"Okay, in the middle of the night, move Marik – he's a heavy sleeper - so he's sleeping face to face with 'Kura and wrap their arms and legs around each other," I said, giggling.
Melvin grinned and nodded.
"Oh, Melvin, make sure you don't wake them."
Oh, Ryou, you sneaky guy... :o
Haha, hope you enjoyed this chapter.
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-Dani.