Don't own. If it's for sale tell me. Please. T-T
Ryou panted as his hands moved over the rough pattern. His mouth tasted like cotton and he found himself wondering how he had gotten in this . . . position. (A.N. I would too.)
"Ah . . . Akefia I don't like this game." Ryou shifted in Akefia's lap uncomfortably.
"What's wrong with it I think its fun." Akefia nuzzled his little rabbit.
"You would." Ryou said this in the blandest way possible.
"Aww don't be like that little rabbit it's not nice. Besides this game came all the way from china! You should be glad you get to play at all." Akefia adjusted himself.
"I don't care I don't want to play anymore, my butt is sore. Not to mention it's hard to play against you if I'm sitting on your lap." Akefia flat out laughed at this, they had been playing Chinese checkers for an hour now and little Ryou had been holding his own rather nicely.
"Well we could go and play something more fun." Akefia leaned down so that his forehead was resting on Ryou's. Ryou's emerald eyes met with Akefia's silver ones. Ryou found himself wondering if his tan thief felt the same way that Ryou did. Then his face turned ruby red. His thief? What on earth was he thinking? He had seen firsthand that the two thief kings were lovers there was no room for him such a relationship. He felt a small tug on his heart and wondered for a brief moment what it would be like to kiss them. But they had touched him too. What did that mean for him though there was a chance? No he couldn't get attached nobody would love him he was cursed for the way he looked.
Noticing his rabbit's sudden depression Akefia decided that he would pull Ryou out of it. He leaned ever so slightly and their lips touched. A chaste kiss in Akefia's eyes but to Ryou it meant so much more. He had never been kissed and it sent fireworks threw out his mind. Akefia licked his rabbits lower lip asking for entrance to the younger's mouth. More like demanding it. Thought Ryou, so Ryou did the only thing he could think of doing he opened his mouth. A tongue battle insude, a battle that Akefia won easily.
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything." A smooth voice came from came from the shadows on their left. Akefia sighed and pulled away from Ryou.
"Now what do you won't Bakura I was finally getting somewhere." Akefia pouted. Ryou took one look at the tan thief's face and bursed out laughing. This was something he hadn't even considered possible one of the great thief kings pouting.
"What's so funny little bunny." Bakura had walked across the room and had inserted himself into the cuddle fest.
Ryou only slightly startled by the contact now leaned into the other participant. "I never thought I'd see a thief let alone a thief king, pouting."
"I wasn't pouting." Akefia said indignantly.
"Oh don't worry love I know you were." Bakura said.
"Thanks . . . hey wait!" Ryou felt more at home with these 2 then he had anywhere else. The banter made him happy and the freeness of the way that they were made him want to stay.
Not like he had anywhere else to go.
"So how about food?" Bakura pointed over to the bag that he brought back with him.
"I call not cooking!" Akefia was quick to refuse to do something as boring as that. (A.N. no offence to people who like to cook.)
"No fair I went and got the food you cook it!"
"No you!"
"You!"
"You!"
"Um excuse me?" Both thieves stopped to look at him. "I can cook for you."
Both thieves jumped on top of him holding him closer than ever. About an hour later they were eating some of the best food the thieves had tasted.
"Please marry me!" Bakura got down on one knee.
"Hey I wanted to be married to him first." Akefia grabbed one of Ryou's arms to pull him away from Bakura, only Bakura grabbed Ryou's other arm and was now pulling him. This ended them in a strange tug-a-war. Ryou sighed life would never be calm while he stayed here with the thieves.
Well that's chapter 4. Sorry it took so long I really meant to have this out sooner I was grounded off of fanfiction on the only computer that I have to post on. Anyway I hope you liked it and happy New Year. Merry late Christmas.
