This chapter took a while to upload because I had writers block so sorry I took so long and sorry if it's not a great chapter.
I hope you enjoy it, it's the last part of Marik's partaaay.
Queen_Of_Commas, that is because I'm incapable of being serious for too long...
animetheyaoidrug, I was also worried I was going to mess up writing about Marik's past. I really struggle to write emotional and serious things because I'm really a chilled laidback person.
I'm really glad that those who reviewed have said that they found Marik's story sad. It really made me feel so relieved that no one thought that I had ruined it by not making it as emotional as it should be.
Bakura96, two things. I love pandas too! & you should switch the '9' and the '6' around in your user name. Heh heh. '69'... I'm inappropriate!
Yami-The-Dark & auroramcchickenatmcdonalds, I hate Marik's father too. He sickens me.
To everyone else who has reviewed, thank you so much, your reviews mean so much to me!
Moving on with the chapter now.
As you know, I don't own YuGiOh or the characters!
(Bakura's POV)
Marik and I sat down. I glanced around the circle; everyone had drank some beer except for Ryou. Good... Ryou would be weird drunk. Marik hasn't drank much... maybe I should get him to drink more. I picked up a beer and put it in his hands. He looked at me confusedly. I grinned at him. "Have one, Marik! It's your party! You should drink too!" I said.
"Stop trying to get me drunk," he replied.
"No," I said grinning, "Now drink it!"
"I'll drink a beer, if... Ryou drinks a beer!" he said, smiling at Ryou.
"Wh-? What? Sorry... Um, no thank you. I don't want a beer," Ryou said quietly.
"I think you should, Ryou," Melvin mumbled.
"Ryou's never had alcohol before," I muttered.
"Neither had Marik until you gave him that sip of your beer earlier," Melvin said, chuckling.
"I'm not sure... I don't want to get drunk," Ryou said nervously.
"You won't get drunk from one can!" I said laughing.
"But... I just, I'm scared, I don't want to drink any," he replied, whispering.
"Come on, Ryou, it's fun! You should let loose a little," Joey said. We all nodded in agreement, even Kaiba. Come on, Ryou, if you drink, Marik'll drink. Melvin handed a beer to Ryou. Ryou looked at it apprehensively and then hesitantly took a quick sip. He gave us a small smile and then turned to Marik.
"Now you have to drink," Ryou murmured. Marik sighed. What's his issue with drinking? He stared down at the beer and then looked at me. I smiled at him.
"Go on, Marik, it's only a beer," I said. He nodded, and took a gulp of it. We all clapped. He grinned at all of us.
"So, what were you doing up there?" Joey asked Marik with a suggestive look in his eye.
"We were just talking," I said quickly. Marik, who I hadn't given a chance to answer Joey's question, looked at me confused but then nodded.
"Yeah, sure, 'just talking'," Joey muttered.
"What were you talking about?" Ryou asked.
"What would be the point of me taking Marik upstairs to talk, if I were to just talk about it down here?"
"Oh right."
Ryou looked down in disappointment. It wasn't often that I didn't tell him something, but I really wasn't ready to talk about what happened upstairs.
"Are we not telling them then? I didn't think you'd be so ashamed about what happened," Marik whispered in my ear.
"I'm not," I whispered back, "I'm just not ready."
"Now they're whispering sweet nothings into each other's ears," Joey mumbled, earning a laugh from Kaiba, which made his cheeks heat up. I shot them both a glare which silenced them.
"Bakura, if you did or are planning to do anything to my little brother then I will..." Melvin growled at me.
"You'll do what? You know, you're dating my little brother!" I retorted.
"Yeah bu-," Melvin frowned, not knowing how to finish his argument. I win this one. Marik leaned over me to reach for another beer, I felt heat rise to my cheeks at the sudden closeness. He then sat up normally again and began chugging down his next beer. I looked at him in surprise.
"Marik, you might want to slow do-," I began.
"No, leave him," Melvin said. I shot him a confused glance but he was grinning. Marik dropped the can to the floor and then let out a content sigh.
"Hey, Ryou, I challenge you to a drinking race!" He yelled, his voice already slightly slurred. We all turned to Ryou who had been sitting quietly for a while, he was glugging down his second beer. He then dropped it and stared at Marik.
"You're on!" He shouted in reply. We all looked at each other in surprise over the two who had been reluctant to drink a few minutes ago, challenging one another to a drinking contest. Marik pushed me out of the way and sat in front of the beers. Ryou also moved to sit opposite Marik.
"Someone count to three!" Ryou said. Melvin laughed, happily.
"ONE!" Melvin yelled.
Ryou and Marik picked up a can each.
"TWO!" Melvin yelled.
The two normally quiet teens opened their beers.
"THREE!" Melvin yelled.
The two began downing their drinks. Marik finished his beer first and chucked in on the floor and opened another one. Ryou did the same a few seconds later. I glanced around the circle and exchanged confused and uneasy glances with Kaiba, the only other person who wasn't cheering the two on. I don't want Ryou to get drunk... He's never been drunk... Something bad could happen to him... What if Melvin takes advantage of his drunken state? I know they share a bed, but they've never actually done it... Ryou believes in waiting until marriage. Then again, Melvin knows this and Ryou trusts him so... It'll be fine. It's a party anyway I suppose. I sighed and then gave in and began cheering along with Melvin, Joey and Tristan. I noticed Kaiba sit back and watch out of the corner of my eye. Why did he even agree to coming?
After a while, Ryou resigned and threw his eighth and final beer onto the floor.
"I queet," he slurred. Marik, who was on his tenth beer, dropped it to the ground and grinned at me.
"Hey, Fluffy-poo, I won! What's my prize? Another kiss?" He said, laughing. Remind me never to let Marik get drunk again...
"What? What are you talking about, Marik?" I asked, pretending to be confused. Ryou looked at me and snickered.
"Marik and 'Kura sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-S-S-S-S... I don't know what's next," Ryou said, drunkenly.
Melvin smiled at him, "You're such a lightweight, getting drunk that quickly!"
"Shut up, Melly!" He replied defensively.
"Hey, Joey, what's a 'Melly'?" Tristan asked Joey.
"I think it's a nickname for Melvin," Joey responded, laughing.
"Come on, Fluffy, give me another kiss," Marik said, bringing his face close to mine. He stared into my eyes seductively and his cheeks were flushed. I glanced at his moist lips that let off the scent of beer. He looked irresistible. I was about to lean in and kiss him when Melvin spoke up.
"What does he mean 'another', binky boy?" he asked, smirking at me. Melvin's unpredictable, I don't know whether he's going to find the idea of Marik and me kissing good or bad. He's either going to laugh or yell and possibly try to hurt me...
"Nothing!" I said.
"Marik? What do you mean?" Melvin asked. I groaned. Oh bugger.
"Oh, when me and Fluffy-head went upstairs we kissed," Marik said and began giggling. This couldn't be more bloody embarrassing. Seriously. I blushed and looked on the floor.
"So are you two a couple now?" Joey questioned, grinning at me.
"Well, um..." I mumbled.
"Yes!" Marik practically yelled.
"Yeah..." I muttered.
"Gosh, Fluffy, don't sound so excited about it," he said sarcastically.
"Oh, shut up!"
"Never!"
"Alcohol makes you weird!"
"I'm drunk, Bakura, want to take advantage of me?" he whispered alluringly, staring deeply into my eyes.
"Marik," I began breathlessly.
"Yes, 'Kura?"
"You look and sound like such a slut."
"Fuck you, Bakura!"
"I'm sure you'd love to."
"No, I wouldn't!"
"Why not? I'm hurt..."
"Oh, Fluffy, I didn't mean it like that... I'm sorry."
"Relax. I don't care."
"Why not? Now, I'm hurt."
"Good."
"Friggin' asshole."
"Effeminate bastard."
"Limey fruitcake."
"Shut your buggering face, you buggering bastard!"
"NEVER!"
"Marik-,"
I stopped speaking as I heard laughter. I looked away from my... erm... boyfriend and saw that everyone was laughing at us.
"What? What is so bloody funny?" I asked sourly.
"You two," Ryou said in between laughs, "you sound like an old married couple."
"Except a lot ruder," Kaiba added.
"Shut up, Kaiba, and kiss Joey again," I retorted. He frowned.
"As if I'd want to kiss that mutt again!" He responded. I saw Joey look down at the floor frowning as Kaiba said so but after a few seconds he looked up and was his normal, smiley self again.
"Oh, shut up, dragon fetish!" Joey snapped with a grin.
"Did you just call me 'dragon fetish'?" Kaiba enquired, glaring at Joey.
"Yeah!" He turned to me and Marik, "You should hear Yami's impression of Kaiba."
"His impression of me?" Kaiba exclaimed.
"Yep, it goes like this," Joey's voice deepened, "'Hey, everybody, look at me! I'm Seto Kaiba! I have a dragon fetish, and I sound like Brock, from Pokémon! Screw the rules, I'm in love with Nurse Joy!'"
We all laughed as Kaiba's face reddened. "I don't have a dragon fetish! And I do not sound like Brock!"
"You do," I teased.
"Don't join in, Bakura."
"Don't get your dragon-loving-panties in a twist!"
"Ugh. Shut up."
I chuckled and left it at that. Marik climbed onto my lap.
"What in the name of buggery are you doing?" I asked.
"I'm just sitting... You overuse the word 'bugger'... and the word 'bloody'. Is it a British thing? I never hear Ryou say those words..."
"You overuse the word 'frig'."
"Touché."
I allowed my arms to wrap around Marik and I whispered in his ear, "I'm so glad Yugi went home, I don't think I'd be able to take his ramblings on how 'Super-Special-Awesome' this is..."
Marik's body shook slightly as he laughed and he turned his head slightly to face me. "I completely agree."
(Joey's POV)
I looked at Marik and Bakura in envy. Nyeh, Kaiba, why don't you like me? I've wanted you to notice and accept me ever since you beat me at Duel Monsters. I don't mind your constant teasing but I just want you to know me... to like me. I don't even mind if it's just as friends, I want to be close to you. I sat quietly for a while, every now and then receiving an inappropriate remark from Tristan. I'm pretty sure he doesn't understand half of the things he says... I looked at Kaiba curiously. He was sitting quietly, sipping a beer.
"You bored?" I asked him. He nodded. "Why did you come? You don't really seem the party type, no offence."
"None taken. I came because Ryou asked me too, he never gave me a proper reason but I had nothing better to do, other than listen to Mokuba's incessant whining. I can only take so much of it."
"I see. Are you glad you bothered to come?"
"I suppose, it's been an alright party. I don't normally hang out with... people in general... I have a business to run."
"Well, you should hang out with us more; it was nice to have you here."
"You only say that because you obviously loved kissing me."
"Keep telling yourself that, Kaiba." Because it's kind of true...
"You do realise my first name is 'Seto', right? I'm fine with being called by my last name... It's just, I wasn't sure if you knew it was my last name..."
"Of course I know what your first and last names are, idiot."
"Brilliant, the weird Brooklyn accent guy is calling me, the wealthy business man an 'idiot'."
"No need to get all 'wealthy business man' on me. I was kidding."
"I know."
"Sure."
Kaiba looked at his watch and frowned.
"What time is it?" I asked.
"One in the morning. I better be going."
"Nyeh! It's one already... I told Serenity I'd be home by eleven... She hates me walking home at this time. I've told her before that I can take any thugs..." I mumbled.
"I can give you a lift home if you want... I have my limo..." Kaiba said.
"Uh, thanks, Kaiba."
We both stood up.
"Me and Kaiba are going now," I said, looking around the room. Drunken Ryou was asleep, leaning on Melvin, who was drinking what seemed like his millionth beer. The giggly, flirtatious drunken Marik was still sitting on Bakura's lap and Tristan seemed to be having a staring competition with his can of beer. Bakura smirked at us.
"Going home together, eh? How, to quote Yugi, 'super-special-awesome'," He said. Melvin and Marik both chuckled while Tristan muttered a barely audible comment telling me to tell Serenity that he said 'hi'. No, I will not tell my sister that her fan boy says 'hi'.
"I'm just giving him a lift home," Kaiba said, but even I saw that his cheeks were slightly red. Nyeh?
"Bye," Tristan, Marik, Melvin and Bakura said together as we left.
(Bakura's POV)
"Melvin, it's late... Can Marik and I crash here?" I asked.
"Yeah sure, have fun sharing the bed," Melvin said winking at me.
"Oh, we will," Marik said while giggling.
"We're sleeping at either end again!"
"You're no fun, Fluffy!"
"Thanks, Marik."
"You're welcome."
Tristan stood up.
"I'm going to go now. Bye."
"Bye, Tristan," we all muttered together.
"Tristan Timothy Taylor awaaaay," I heard him say as he left.
"That guy is weird," I said. Melvin and Marik nodded in agreement.
"Ryou and I are going to bed now," Melvin mumbled, yawning. We wished him goodnight and then watched as he picked Ryou up bridal style and carried him off and up the stairs to their room. I looked at Marik, who was also yawning.
"We better go to bed too..." I said.
"Carry me?" Marik asked lazily.
"No."
"Please?"
"Fine."
I picked Marik up in the same way Melvin did to Ryou and carried him up the stairs. As I placed him on the bed, I said "You know, Marik, you really should put on some weight."
"Maybe you're just really strong."
I flexed my muscles.
"No, it must be my weight then..." Marik mumbled.
I pounced on him and pinned his arms. "What was that?"
"Nothing, you're super strong, Bakura."
"I know. Now say that I'm the sexiest."
"I'm the sexiest."
"No, I meant admit that I'm the sexiest!"
"I'm the sexiest!"
"Marik! I mean say that Bakura is the sexiest!"
"But that's a lie!"
"Fuck you!"
"Please do."
"Ugh." I got off of him and stripped off to my underwear.
"Wh-what are you doing?" Marik asked, looking me up and down. His eyes stopped at my bare chest and slowly trailed down to my boxers.
"I'm not sleeping in my clothes! I'm going to have to wear them tomorrow."
Marik nodded in understanding and then decided to do the same. He got off the bed and took off his trousers, putting his lavender boxers on display. He even makes boxers girly. He then stopped at his top, clearly unsure whether to take it off or not. I sighed and then walked towards him. I gently grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it up. I heard him take a short intake of breath but he didn't argue so I continued to take his shirt off. Once it was off, I put it on top of his trousers and then I climbed into my end of the bed. Marik climbed into the opposite end of the bed and I felt a shock run through me as the skin of our legs touched. I shuddered slightly. It felt... nice.
Sometime later, I fell asleep.
There we are! Marik's party is over!
You see, guys, because I love you so much, I even let Joey and Kaiba go home together for those puppyshippers out there!
PiWrite, Ryou drank! You happy? :3
Le dramatic questions~
How hung over will our protagonists be in the morning? Will Bakura tell Marik about getting the eyeliner? Will Marik find out about Bakura's past? Will Yugi ever get over the love decagon situation? What will happen in Kaiba's limo?
And most importantly... what will they be having for breakfast? OH THE SUSPENSE IS KILLING ME!
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-Dani