Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Good Pupppy ❯ Ruff! Bring on the beer! ( Chapter 2 )

Bakura was pissed. Yes, he was usually bitter, but not like this. Malik had somehow managed to convince Ryou to stay with them the week, and Bakura was pissed. But it wasn't because of that. No. Why was Bakura pissed you ask? Because he was sitting in the hallway, dog collar around his neck, bone in his mouth. That's why Bakura was pissed.

Soon enough, the dangling of keys was heard, and Bakura recognized a familiar voice.

"Why exactly do I need a blindfold, if I may ask?"

"Yes sweetie, you may ask. It's a surprise, man."

Bakura groaned. He was going to punch out the lights of the Rare Hunter who'd taught Malik to say "man." `I think it was the longhaired one. With the dark make-up under his eyes. Yeah, I think Raqim was his name. Or something. Yeah, he was the one going around saying `dude' and `homie' and `my man.' Note to self: Beat the crap out of what's his face.' *

A second later the door opened, and there stood Ryou, Malik right behind him. Bakura took one look at Ryou in the white silk blindfold, and started drooling. Dirty thoughts started to dance around in his head as he pictured Ryou naked, in nothing but the blindfold, doing various things.

Bakura quickly considered whether it was worth trying to hump Ryou's leg when he remembered the image of Malik standing over him with the rolled up magazine. Not that he hadn't liked it.

Bakura was rudely thrust away from his thoughts (thrust, heh heh ^_~) when he heard an audible gasp from Ryou.

Malik was quick to wrap his arms around Ryou's waste and give him a loving kiss on the cheek. "See bunny, Bakura told me that you wanted a puppy dog but couldn't, so we got you your own personal puppy for the entire week. And you don't even have to worry about the pooper-scooper."

Bakura grimaced as he heard Ryou emit a squeal and glomp himself onto the demon puppy. "Awww, he's so cuuute!!"

/Bakura?/

//Yeah. What?//

/Why didn't you tell me you were setting up a surprise for me?/

//Because it was a surprise, stupid.//

The comment didn't keep the elated Ryou from giving him a sloppy kiss on the cheek.

"Aww, thank you."

Bakura made a noise in the back of his throat. This was going to be a long week.

After Malik had informed Ryou of the rules, Ryou came over to rest in the living room, Bakura curled up obligingly next to him on the floor. Malik was in the kitchen cooking up some food, occasionally checking in on the two, admiring how cute Bakura looked, innocent and defenseless.

Ryou had been dozing off in his seat when he was brought out of dreamland by a rude bark. "Ruff!"

"What is it `Kura?"

"Dammit, I'm hungry."

Ryou chuckled softly. "Malik's in the kitchen making dinner right now , it'll probably be ready in a bit." The boy then yawned and sprawled himself out on the loveseat.

`Damn hikari crap,' the darker one grumbled to himself. He was resisting the urge to bitch out loud with all his strength. His partner had even closed off their mind link so he was forced to beg straight out. Damn you Ryou. Normally Bakura would have thrown a fit by now, but something about Ryou's smile was keeping him in line. That sweet sleep-filled smile from a few seconds ago had made his heart melt. Damn you, Ishtar. Your mushiness is contagious.

"Come on Bakura, you have to eat."

The demon puppy snorted from his spot on the dining room floor. "No way."

/Come on Bakura, why not? I'm not giving you dog food./

// You better not. //

/Come on, its regular food. Chicken legs, your favorite./

// Really? Then can I get up now?//

/What?? Of course not `Kura!! Puppy dogs don't eat from plates./

//…?//

/I'll be feeding you of course, silly!/ **

//…/

Marik looked up from his plate at the dinner table, observing what was going on between the two.

When he saw Bakura crawl up to Ryou, he could have sworn that his pants had gotten a teensy bit tighter.

He watched as Bakura slowly ate the chicken, and started licking at the exposed bone. Lightly sucking on some parts, Bakura never dropped his gaze from Ryou. And judging by the look on Ryou's face, the Egyptian figured that he was enjoying it as much as he was.

After everybody had finished eating, Malik started picking up the dishes. "Desert, anyone?"

Ryou looked a bit flushed. "No thank you, I think I'll be having desert in my room. Come on, Bakura . Get up and come with me."

Malik watched in amusement as Ryou dragged his darker half out the door by his dog collar. And it seemed to him that Bakura had been enjoying it.

The tanned boy let out a yawn. Cooking dinner for three had been hard. He curled up and took a nap on the conveniently placed couch.

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Malik got up and stretched out after his nap. He went to the kitchen, a seemingly normal task, to get a glass of water. However, nothing the Ishtars do is normal. Consider the time Ishizu attended a budget meeting and got into a disagreement with the director of the Domino Museum about the Egyptology budget. He was seen a few days later being chased around by a Rare Hunter in a golf cart at the local golf course. But I won't get too detailed into that.

Anyways, as I was saying, as Malik left the kitchen, his hearing picked up on a muffled groan coming from one of the bedrooms. Malik, being the curious creature that he is, decided to listen in on what was going on.

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