Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ I hate Mondays ❯ The fantasy of the Yamis ( Chapter 4 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Ashray 
And that is the last part!
With Bakura’s fantasies, Yami’s Replay to that and the faith of Anzu…
Thanks a lot to anyone who read and commented my story, and I had so much fun writing this, I’m sure I’ll make a sequel, maybe with Ryou’s day so far, until he run outside to yell at Bakura…
And I’m not sure if the rating shouldn’t be ‘M’ with all that yelling Bakura and Yami will do, they might scare peoples (like the poor teacher of this ‘class’) Well, I will warn you with that now, both of them have some Ideas which are not innocent and untainted…
I also added a big part of this chapter after I got it back from Beta, so again there are grammar errors, lots of them I bet…
And I think they all are OOC in someway:
Yugi is teasing Yami and didn’t care about the teacher watch them
Ryou will help Bakura with his dirty plans
Marik talk and act serious and normal to calm down an angry Malik
Bakura and Yami are exchanging dirty fantasies about each others Hikari
and the teacher of this hell didn’t even try to stop anything from happen here…
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Hentai / Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 04.27.2008 | Pages: 4 | Words: 10.3K | Visits: 249 | Status: Completed
And that is the last part!
With Bakura’s fantasies, Yami’s Replay to that and the faith of Anzu…
Thanks a lot to anyone who read and commented my story, and I had so much fun writing this, I’m sure I’ll make a sequel, maybe with Ryou’s day so far, until he run outside to yell at Bakura…
And I’m not sure if the rating shouldn’t be ‘M’ with all that yelling Bakura and Yami will do, they might scare peoples (like the poor teacher of this ‘class’) Well, I will warn you with that now, both of them have some Ideas which are not innocent and untainted…
I also added a big part of this chapter after I got it back from Beta, so again there are grammar errors, lots of them I bet…
And I think they all are OOC in someway:
Yugi is teasing Yami and didn’t care about the teacher watch them
Ryou will help Bakura with his dirty plans
Marik talk and act serious and normal to calm down an angry Malik
Bakura and Yami are exchanging dirty fantasies about each others Hikari
and the teacher of this hell didn’t even try to stop anything from happen here…
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Hentai / Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 04.27.2008 | Pages: 4 | Words: 10.3K | Visits: 249 | Status: Completed
And that is the last part!
With Bakura’s fantasies, Yami’s Replay to that and the faith of Anzu…
Thanks a lot to anyone who read and commented my story, and I had so much fun writing this, I’m sure I’ll make a sequel, maybe with Ryou’s day so far, until he run outside to yell at Bakura…
And I’m not sure if the rating shouldn’t be ‘M’ with all that yelling Bakura and Yami will do, they might scare peoples (like the poor teacher of this ‘class’) Well, I will warn you with that now, both of them have some Ideas which are not innocent and untainted…
I also added a big part of this chapter after I got it back from Beta, so again there are grammar errors, lots of them I bet…
And I think they all are OOC in someway:
Yugi is teasing Yami and didn’t care about the teacher watch them
Ryou will help Bakura with his dirty plans
Marik talk and act serious and normal to calm down an angry Malik
Bakura and Yami are exchanging dirty fantasies about each others Hikari
and the teacher of this hell didn’t even try to stop anything from happen here…
Please enjoy the last chapter:
Fantasy of the Yamis
But that was not even the worst! The worst was…
The worse was…
What she saw, when she searched for the caller…
There was one of her students sitting comfortably in the lap of someone who could have easily passed as his twin brother and was kissing him passionately. When did he get into the class, he wasn’t there before? The unknown one did his best to shove his tongue down her students throat, while she saw his hand slowly making its way down the younger ones back, before it disappeared in the backside of his pants followed by a loud moan. ‘I shouldn’t have thought ‘without the sex’… And I should put a stop on that…’. Blushing lightly she looked out of the window for distraction, not exactly knowing what to think or do about it now.
Bad move!
There was also someone who also looked like his brother on top of a smaller, white haired teen she know from one of her other classes, and he has dragged the smaller one’s shirt up to reveal white skin, his lips following his hands suit, before he kissed his lips thoroughly. His long hair was dripping with water, and the smaller one was giggling lightly in the kiss as the drops run down and hit his uncovered skin. The one on top of him was that odd guy who was running around and swear and laugh and distract half of the school with that, and as she watched closer she saw the smaller one bugging up in the touch as a practiced hand wandered downwards more and more and came to a rest…well, not at the upper part of his body, that was for sure, as she noted, more blushing this time. She looked away as fast as possible, back to the window.
Another bad move!
There was someone about to climb in through said window who looked like the older brother of that weird boy, who had suddenly started groaning and moaning not long ago. He was clad only in tight leather pants, which gave a nice view at his ass, and turned around from looking back where he just came from, as one of his friends spoke with him.
“Why didn’t you kill him?” asked Yugi, as Yami walked over to him, leaning comfortably by the window and watched his Hikari amusedly, his arms lazily resting on the windowsill. He raised an elegant eyebrow. “There you can see how nice I could be, even to something as stupid as that worthless thief. Why, do you want me to? Weren’t you the one always holding me back?” he asked back with a smirk. “Yes, sure… I mean... I just wondered, you know…” stuttered the boy, making his Dark’s grin widen. “Well, mostly because you don’t have a pocked knife with you, do you?” “No, of cause not, but what have this to do with your sudden niceness toward Bakura? For what do you need a pocked knife anyway?” asked Yugi worried back, earning an ‘innocent‘ look from the other. “Well, you know, there was that experiment I read about in one of your books, and I wanted to try it, but I remembered that I don’t have a knife to make it, and you also don’t have one…“ “And… what kind of ‘experiment‘ can that be?” “Well, you get a potato and set it under power and look what happen. I really wanted to see that!” “Yami… Bakura is NOT a potato!” “But the intelligence and brain is the same!” “And for what exactly do you need the knife?” “For the power pole. I need to cut the electrical cord, or do you think a battery would be enough? Well, he never was the brightest…” “But you would Ryou kill as well! YAMI! Are you nuts?” “NO! I’m not Marik! Don’t worry, little one, I would get the boy away from that stupid thief in one way or the other, he wouldn’t be hurt. And beside that, we aren’t near enough by an electrical cord in the moment to reach him. Well, maybe I get him later! He can’t hide himself behind his Hikari for the rest of his life, and then I get him! Right now I have more important things to do, as I told them already. Wasn’t there a certain ’problem’ I promised to take care of?”
“Get a room, you two!” said Marik, breaking the lip look with his own Hikari. “Same goes for you, maniac!” Yami answered as he climbed back into the class and took his shirt and jacked, not bothering to put them back on.
Marik turned to Yami, as he saw him stand by the window, now leaning on the windowsill inside the room.
“Hey Yami, that was a good show by the way, do you want to go on with it now? Can I make a video the next time? We can put it up on ‘You-tube’. Or even sell it for a good prize. ‘Dirty games in school‘. A good title, or do you have a better?” he teased the game-king, who gave him a death glare. “Malik… I hope you don’t like him too much… so you won't miss him too much!”
“Why do you ask?” “I’m going to kill him!” But Yugi held him back with his hands firmly around the taller one waist, before he got a good hold of Marik’s neck. Malik didn’t even bother to get up from his dark’s lap, as he turned toward the former pharaoh with a thoughtful face.
“Please, he may act like an idiot sometimes, but I love him even if I don’t know why sometimes, and I want to keep him. At least a little longer, if you please. But Yami, I wonder why you didn't simply go to your soul room to get another pair of pants? Or to the game shop? Or just stay like that? Nobody would have noticed you in your spirit form.” said the blond teen. “It is about honor and pride… You don’t understand that!”
“And where was your pride when you were chasing him in nothing but your boxers?” Yugi asked his boyfriend teasingly. Yami looked at him slightly betrayed.
/I thought at least you would understand./
// I’m sorry, but it is kind of comical. You. In those boxers. Running. You know?//
/So maybe I should stop wearing any at all? Is that what you want to say? Aibou??/
“I don’t care!“ Yami said aloud to Malik when he only got a blush as answer, “I refuse to let him keep something that belongs to me, no matter what it is, nor if I need it or not! I was a pharaoh once, how would that look, if I let him do as he pleases! I WON'T EVER LET THAT STUPID, USELESS, BRAINLESS BAKA TOMB ROBBER STEAL AND KEEP ANYTHING FROM ME!!!” he shouted out to the white haired Thief king, who looked up from where his head now nearly disappeared under Ryou’s shirt and hollered back:
“SHUT UP, PHARAOH, OR I'LL STEAL YOUR HIKARI!”
“YOUR NOT MEN ENOUGH TO EVEN TRY TO KEEP UP WITH HIM! HE WOULD WEAR YOU OUT BEFORE THE NIGHT HAS EVEN STARTED! YOU DON’T EVEN HAVE A CLUE HOW LONG HE CAN GO ON IF HE WANTS!”
Everyone stared wondering, amused or disbelieving at the smaller teen in sudden silence after that outburst. Some of them giggled, grinned or smirked at him, or were making jokes already.
But Yugi ignored the giggling and the smirks for now as he turned toward his darker half.
“YAMI! How can you say that! You can’t shut up, right? You just have to say something like that!” and blushing madly in embarrassment and disbelieve, that his friend could say something like that out loud without getting at least a little red. “But Aibou, I am just telling the truth.”
“IN YOUR DREAMS, YOU’RE JUST JEALOUS BECAUSE YOUR SHRIMP ISN’T AS HOT AND FLUFFY AS MY RYOU!” Bakura hollered back, challenging. “I’M NOT FLUFFY! And stop talking like that!” Ryou told him, his face as red as Yugi’s. “Sure you are, Hikari.” answered the thief, nuzzling his nose in the smaller ones white, soft hair and petting his head like he was a pet. “You’re as fluffy as a little bunny” and he bit down lovingly on his neck. “And now you’re gonna eat me, or what?” “Well, you taste quite good, too.” then Bakura turned his head back to the window Yami was standing at, as he heard Yami scream back at him.
“JEALOUS? OF YOU? WHAT KIND OF DRUGS ARE YOU ON, TO GET SUCH A STUPID IDEA!? BAKA TOMB ROBBER, GET YOURSELF A BRAIN!” Yami wouldn’t let a challenge go unnoticed, and so he glared at Bakura with narrowed eyes.
“I’M NOT STUPID!” the reply came immediately, Bakura was also glaring now.
“YOU ARE! YOU THINK YOU CAN STEAL MY YUGI! SO YOU HAVE TO BE STUPID! OR TIERED OF YOUR LIVE.”
“Yami. Everyone is listening! Can’t you two talk later? Please? When no one is around” pleaded Yugi, but he was completely ignored by his darker half.
“WHAT DO YOU THINK; WOULD HE LOOK GOOD CHAINED ON A WALL? IN SLAVE CLOTHES, LIKE WE HAD BACK HOME?” Bakura returned; also ignoring his blushing Hikari, intend to make Yami explode in anger, a smug grin appearing on his face when he was stung by a great idea.
“DON’T DARE TO EVEN TOUCH HIM WITH THOSE FILTHY HANDS OF YOURS!” slowly Yami turned redder, obviously not liking him talking like this about his beloved Hikari. He grabbed Yugi's hand firmly into his own, as if he feared that Bakura would take him away this very moment.
“I HAVE MORE IN MY MIND FOR HIM THEN JUST ‘TOUCH’ HIM! WANNA KNOW WHAT? ‘PHARAOH’?” Bakura couldn’t stop grinning as he teased his opponent more and more, who in return didn’t know what to say at that, and just fought down the again raising urge to kill the thief king on the spot.
“NO, I DON’T WHAT TO KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT YOUR DIRTY FANTASIES! DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT CORRUPTING YUGI AND KEEP HIM OUT OF YOUR HEAD, OR YOU LOOSE HIM!!! ” (Yami means Bakura will loose his head, not Yugi)
“WHAT‘S WRONG? ARE YOU AFRAID HE MIGHT LEARN SOMETHING NEW? OR THAT HE MIGHT EVEN ENJOY IT AND WON’T WANT YOU BACK?” Bakura laughed at the anger clearly in the former pharaoh’s face, as he reached out for his big strike, while he heard him scream back at him.
“NO I’M NOT AFRAID! AND YOU STOP TALKING ABOUT HIM LIKE THAT NOW, OR YOU’LL FIND YOURSELF IN THE SHADOW REALM IN LESS THEN A SECOND, WITH YOUR EMPTY HEAD CUT OFF AND USED AS A FOOTBALL BY MY DARK MAGICIAN AND THE OTHERS TO PLAY WITH!”
“SHUT UP, AND PICTURE IT, BAKA, JUST FOR A MINUTE! YOUR HIKARI, IN THAT SHORT LOINCLOTH WE HAD BACK THERE, SHOWING OFF MORE THEN IT HIDES. DARK, ROUGH FABRIC AGAINST WHITE, SOFT SKIN. CHAINED ON A COLD, GREY WALL WHERE NO ONE CAN HEAR HIM, FIND HIM, PANTING AND WRITHING AND BEGGING UNDER MY SKILLED HANDS FOR MORE, WITH A HUSKY, NEEDY TONE. I CAN SEE EVERY BREATH IN THE COOL AIR AND THE SHIVERING IT CAUSES, TOGETHER WITH THE TREMBLING MY WANDERING FINGERS ARE CAUSING OVER AND OVER AGAIN. HIS LIPS ARE SWOLLEN AND RED AND BRUISED FROM SO MANY AND PASSIONATE KISSES AND HE’S UNABLE TO MOVE AT ALL AND HIS WANTONLY MOANS FROM MY FORMER ACTIONS ARE ECHOING LONG AND LOUD FROM THE OLD BRICKS AND IN MY EARS. THE SILVERY CHAINS, FIRM OVER THE SMALL WRISTS AND ANKLES ARE JINGLING WITH EVERY TREMBLE AND SHAKE, AND I CAN TORTURE HIM FOR HOURS HERE AND NOW, UNTIL HE BEGS UNDER TEARS TO ME TO BEING TAKEN! IT JUST TAKES ONE SWIFT MOTION AND I CAN SEE ALL OF HIM AND STROKE AND TOUCH AND MOLEST WHERE- AND WHENEVER I WANT WITHOUT ANYTHING IN THE WAY OR TO HOLD MY HANDS AND EYES BACK, WHILE HE CAN’T EVEN TOUCH ME UNTIL I PRESS HIM HARD INTO THE ROUGH WALL, MAKING HIM SCREAM AND BEG AND TREMBLE AND SHAKE OVER AND OVER AGAIN FOR ME, UNTIL I DECIDE TO BE MERCIFUL AND GIVE IN AND I TAKE…” [10] (o_o Dirty thoughts!)
“JUST OVER MY DEATH BODY!” and Yami hugged Yugi protectively, the smaller boy’s face pressed possessive against his bare chest, holding him close as he wanted him protect for that though the thief would even try it. One of his hands was buried in his dark hair, the other was on his lower back.
Marik on the other hand found it funny: “Looked like I‘m not the only pervert here. And you found it embarrassing that I call you Hikari-pretty in front of others?” Marik asked the boy in his lap sarcastically, as they watched the screaming spirits.
“Well… I bet they will kill each other some day!”
“Hey, that would be good for us! Then we get the ring and the puzzle for free and we can easily take over the world!!!”
“OH, SO YOU DON’T WANT TO WATCH? DON’T TELL ME YOU DON’T LIKE THE IDEA TOO!!!??? BECAUSE THE SAME GOES FOR MALIK, WE WILL GET HIM TOO, AND TIE HIM UP BESIDE YUGI, AND MAKE HIM BEG TO NO END! BUT WELL IT DOESN’T MATTER IF YOU WANT OR NOT, I WOULD KILL YOU AND THE PSYCHO ANYWAY AT SOME POINT. THEN I TAKE YOUR HIKARIS WITH ME SO WE CAN HAVE SOME REAL FUN WITH THEM! WITH THE MILLENNIUM ITEMS I WILL TAKE OVER THE WORLD, AND THEN I WILL HAPPILY DANCE ON YOUR GRAVES. SINCE YOU TWO ARE DEAD WE FOUR WILL BE HAPPY EVEN AFTER TOGETHER… JUST ME AND MY THREE HIKARIS! Muahahahaha”
Bakura didn’t need to see them to know that the former pharaoh was furious after hearing that. When he risked a glance to the window he saw he had been right: Both tricolor-haired teens were quite red in their faces, even when it was for different reasons. Yugi was very much embarrassed at those suggestions about him, and more because of all his classmates hearing them. And Yami was angry. No, he was not angry, he was enraged, and his glare at the white haired spirit normally would kill small animals. (or teasing thieves!)
“Keep me out of this!” Malik called towards the white haired couple. “Ryou, shut him up, or I’ll do it for you!” “You heard him! Leave them alone, aren’t I enough for you?” the smaller boy pouted “Sure you are, fluffy Hikari, but don’t you think a little adventure with your friends could be interesting, just the four of us?” Bakura asked slyly, wiggling meaningful with his eyebrows.
“Maybe we could tie Malik next to the dimwit, I think he would also look good, maybe in a white loincloth, don’t you think, fluffy Hikari? Yugi is not a big deal, as short as he is, he wouldn’t put up that much of a fight, but you know how difficult the maniac could be, I could need your help with him. Not easy to catch…”
Before the smaller one could answer one way or another, his Yami silenced him with a very passionate kiss to give him a little time to play it over in his head for a moment.
“Where did he get all these stupid ideas from?” Malik asked no one in particular, frowning.
“I don’t know, and I don’t want to know! Poor Ryou, to put up with that much stupidity and perverseness! Forget it, he just had to hold him there, and I kick his ass until it came out of ears! LET MY HIKARI-PRETTY OUT OF YOUR DIRTY FANTASY, YOU’RE NOT EVEN WORTH TO WALK ON THE SAME PLANET AS HE!!!!” hollered Marik cynical out after that, but neither Bakura or Ryou answered right away.
As Bakura broke the kiss, he looked up again to the window to answer Marik with a sly grin all over his face:
“WELL, IF YOU DON’T LIKE THAT, I CAN ALWAYS CAME UP WITH SOMETHING ELSE FOR YOUR ‘HIKARI- PRETTY’. HOW ABOUT… HOW ABOUT A BIG BLOOMING TREE, HIS HAND TIED TOGETHER WITH A STRONG ROPE AND HOLD NICELY OVER HIS HEAD AGAINST THE WOOD BY A SHINY SHARP DAGGER. ALL HE WEARS IS A VERY TIGHT, VERY SHORT AND VERY LOW-RIDING PANT. HIS EYES ARE CLOUDED OVER WITH LUST AND WANT, AND HIS DARK SKIN IS NEARLY BURNING UNDER MY VERY TOUCH. AND TOUCHING I DO, RAVISHING HIM HUNGRILY UNTIL HE TRASHED AROUND THAT MUCH THAT THE TREE SHOWERED US GREATLY WITH HIS BLOSSOMS. HE’LL BEG AND CRY AND MOAN TO GET OUT OF HIS PANTS ALREADY, WHICH SEEMS TO NEARLY BURST AT THE SEAMS AT ANY MINUTE, AS I CONTINUING TO BIT AND SCREECH AND KISS HIM ROUGHLY AND MERCILESS. AFTER I’M SATISFIED WITH THIS AND ALSO THE SOUNDS OF PLEASURE HE LET OUT FOR THE WORLD TO HEAR, I TOOK ANOTHER SMALL DAGGER OUT. IT LOOK DANGEROUS IN MY HAND AS THE SUNLIGHT IS REFLECTED ON ITS SHARP BLADE, AND CAREFULLY I RUN IT OVER HEATED, SWEAT-GLISTENING GOLDEN SKIN; JUST LIGHTLY TO NOT HURT THE SENSITIVE FLESH, MAKING HIM BEG EVEN MORE AND LOUDER FOR ME. I LAY THE COOL METAL FOR A MOMENT ON HIS CHEEK, BEFORE I CARRY ON TO HIS THROAT WHERE I LET IT REST AGAIN, AND HE SHIVERS VIOLENTLY IN LUST AS HE CLOSED HIS EYES. NEXT I RUN IT ALL OVER HIS CHEST, AND HE MOANED AMAZINGLY AS I REST IT JUST OVER HIS HEART. I CARESS HIS NIPPLES WITH THE WEAPON, DRAGGING THE TIP OVER THEM UNTIL THEY ARE ALL HARD AND STIFF, BEFORE I SUCK THEM SOUNDLY AND LOWER THE DAGGER TO THE HEM OF THE TOO TIGHT PANTS. I KNEEL SLOWLY AND TEASINGLY DOWN, MY LIPS FOLLOWING THE TRACK OF THE KNIFE OVER DARK SKIN AND CUT HIM OUT FROM HIS RESTRAINING CLOTHES, AND IT GET HARDER AND HARDER FOR ME TO HOLD BACK AND NOT JUST CRUSH HIM BACK IN THE ROUGH BARK BEHIND HIM AND…” (o_O even more dirty thoughts!)
“Give me the rod!” hissed Malik angrily, and Marik raised an eyebrow in mocked surprise: “What, here?! In middle of the class? Do I look to you like the pharaoh? Wow, if I had known that it will get you that horny, I had talked like that to you much earlier, you know…” and he slide a hand between their body with a smug and sly grin. He took a hold on his and his Hikaris zippers at the same time and slide them both down a bit, until his wrist was caught by a dark tanned hand. “Not THAT rod, you pervert psycho! And the only one who’s horny here is you! I want to make that fucking thief pay for thinking and talking about me in that way!” he jelled with an angry flash in his eyes, as he leant more and more forward as if he was about to jump out of the window and strangle the thief. If it were not for the arms around his waist, he would fall from his Yamis lap. But said one pressed his back against his chest to hold the angry youth where he sat, his hands tightly around his waist. That didn’t hold him back in any way from promising Bakura a very cruel death in his near future.
But suddenly he found his wrists caught by the lager hand of his Yami, and he hold them above the smaller ones head, all the while ignoring the puzzled look he got for this unexpected action. Malik searched unsuccessful his face for an answer as the turned to face his Yami, then looked up at his trapped hands, and then again back at the other ones face without getting an reply for his weird behavior. They just starred at each other for a while without saying a word, until Marik caught his other self’s chin between two fingers and turned his face from one side to the other slowly with an unusual thoughtful look as if studying him. After a few moments of doing this Malik get impatient with the crazier one and shook his head free of his hold with a groan: “Are you done now? What do you think you are doing, baka?” Marik’s gaze was fixed at his lips while he hissed at him, but then he let it travel up to the glistening eyes. ’What’s now cracked in his empty head’ asked Malik himself nervously. This was new and uncommon, that serious look and the constant silence, and Malik started to worry about his lover. What was he thinking, or planning…? The younger of the two of them had a very bad feeling the he will not like the answer… Maybe better when he didn’t say anything, maybe it just pass by…?
But Marik didn’t notice his nervousness or he just ignored it, as he run his fingertips carefully over his face as if he was afraid to hurt and break the smaller one if he touches him too rough. Which was more then just a little bit unusual for the normally more forceful and impatient Marik. ‘Maybe he had smoked some of the stuff he gave to that boy earlier?’ questioned Malik himself, while the other stroked over his neck and down his throat, before he run his hand over the clothed chest before him, his eyes firm fixed at his fingers and what they are doing. Malik could do nothing beside waiting with his hands still trapped and outstretched over his head, curious and puzzled and worried about what will happen next, while the other hand on his body crept lower and lower. “Marik!!” came it a little less confused and a little more angry this time. And maybe because of his slightly annoyed tone he got a reaction, as the blond spiky head came up again to meet his eyes. And all of a sudden the whole weird air was gone, as Marik gave him a sly grin and let slowly go of his wrists before he licked wetly over the others lips several times like a cat. “You wanna know what? I think that thief is right for once in his life: You would sure as hell look good like that!” “WHAT!?!” nearly screamed Malik in disbelieve, “Well that proved everyone right: You are nuts! Crazy and insane! Did you even hear what that damned bastard had said!? How can you agree with him? I should kick your pervert ass straight to hell, and Bakura’s too, so you don’t feel lonely for the rest of eternity, which you will spend there!”
Marik just laughs at this before he crushed their lips together in a bruising kiss to silence the angry tomb keeper. “You’re even more beautiful when you’re angry, you know that? When you’re hissing and glaring like a predator. Let him have his little fantasies, Hikari-Pretty, it is just him dreaming. And who could better understand, that he wants you, then me?” And he squeezed Malik’s thigh lightly. “You’re too desirable and beautiful to resist and turn away. And all mine! He can dream as much as he want, but if that damn thief came any near to you or really try something, not all gods and devils of the world could be able to safe him from my fury!… Or wait, I have a much better idea: if he get too near to you, I get you new earrings, in an ugly white haired packing. You know I will never allow someone else then me to touch you, and nether would you, so just ignore him, my desert beauty. He isn’t worth all the frustrations and anger. Just ignore his little fantasies as the unimportant words of a jealous thief who want always what he can’t have…”
“Marik…” asked the saner one a little unsure what to say to that, “do you feel all right? Are you okay, or did someone hit your head?”“No, I’m fine, why?”
“Because you sound suddenly so… sane…”
“Awww… bad Malik, bad! You called me the bad word with ‘s’. Do I have to wash your pretty mouth with soap when you use such dirty words?”
“Damn, and I thought you would at last for once act normal and sane like anybody else.”
“Oh no, you did it again! That is a really dirty, uncivil and evil word, and you should never ever say it again!” And he waved a finger before Malik’s nose while he talked in a tone like a mother would with a little kid. But his tone was betrayed by the wide grin on his face. Malik stock out his tongue at his lover playfully, who take it as an invitation to start another make out session and distract his lover a little more from his anger. And then he destroyed all his efforts with his next sentence:
“Oh, and I found out where your sister hided all the knives we have in the house,“ came Marik back to their former topic after he had distract him so successful for a while, “I really don’t know why in hell she locked them all away from me…”
Malik turned faster red as even Yugi could, as he remembered what the thief had said about him just a few moments ago. His again increasing anger, however, was completely ignored by his darker half, who leaned down to share his new ‘great idea’ with him by whispering in his ear promising. “What do you think: We should borrow one or two of that old, golden ones… You know, with the sparkling gems and the sharp, shiny blade… And then I drive us out in the woods, where no one could see and hear you and…” (Marik+ Car= RUN FOR YOUR LIVE!)
But Malik did his best to ignore the suggestions, also the hand wandering on his back, as well as the one on the front off his pants and struggled again to be let loose to throttle the laughing white haired male outside of the window: “Let go off me, you psycho, so I can shut him up forever! No one is allowed to talk like that about me and walk away with all his bones whole! Give me the rod! I want to kill that damned bastard!” “Do you mean that rod…” and Marik squeezed down a little where his hand lay, but Malik pushed his hand away and glared at him furiously, once again mad at Bakura, after Marik remembered him at the fact WHY he had to distract him in the first place. So he wouldn’t murder someone in front of so many peoples! Not that he cares about them at the moment, as he struggled against the strong arms, as the tanned hand snaked down again and squeezed him a little harder. “But I like that one more, you know… Don’t want to let you away…” But Mariks calming murmur was wasted on the glaring and hissing boy.
“He want a knife? I show him how to use a knife! Let me go, Marik, let me go!”
But said one hold him tight and began to distract him by kissing him soundly again. (Hopefully he doesn’t ruin it again this time! We do not need death bodies in the school!)
By this time Yami was over the first waves of anger after Bakura’s little ‘story’ with Yugi and chains and was able to talk again without screaming the words ‘damn asshole of a useless tomb robbing thief’ or ‘sent your clueless ass to the shadow realm’ or ‘I kill you slow and painfully’ in every single sentence. He truly regretted now that he doesn’t had grilled the thief like he had planed before. Instead he was struck with a brilliant idea of his own. Because two can play this game, and Yami loved playing games a lot… And every one who knows him knows that that wicked smile he had now on his face meant nothing good for his poor, helpless victim. And really, he proved that knowledge right, as he yelled once more at the tomb robber, Yugi still pressed tight against his bare chest, and by the look of it he would do that for the next 1000 years, if necessary to keep Bakura away from his ‘innocent’ Aibou:
“AND WHAT WOULD YOU SAY, IF I LAY AN AMBUSH FOR YOUR…-WHAT DO YOU CALL HIM ALWAYS?
FLUFFY HIKARI, RIGHT?!-…
BY THE MALL HE PASSES EVERY DAY ON HIS WAY HOME TO YOUR THIEVING, WORTHLESS ASS? I KNOW WHEN HE WENT HOME; I KNOW WHAT WAY HE GOES… I CATCH HIM ON A FULL MOON NIGHT IN THE SUMMER AND I DRAG HIM TO THAT FOUNTAIN THEY HAVE AROUND THERE. MAYBE I’M GENEROUS AND LET HIM HAVE HIS SHIRT A WHILE LONGER, BUT THE REST OF HIS CLOTHES HAVE TO GO! IMMEDIATELY! THEN I PUT HIM IN THE FOUNTAIN WITH HIS BACK AGAINST THE SMOOTH DARK STONE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SPLASHING WATER, HIS ARMS AROUND IT AND TIED TOGETHER BEHIND IT WITH A SILVERY, SILKY LONG RIBBON. THE WATER SPLASHING OUT OF THE TOP OF IT NEARLY HIDE US AWAY FROM THE REST OF THE WORLD WITHOUT REALLY HITTING AT US, SINCE THERE IS ENOUGH ROOM BETWEEN THE STONE IN THE MIDDLE AND THE WATERY CURTAIN TO FEEL JUST A NICE, COOL SPRAY FROM IT ON OUR EXPOSED SKIN. THE MIST OF WATER HAD SOAKED HIS SHIRT ALREADY WET AND I CAN SEE THROUGH IT IN THE PALE MOONLIGHT. THE DROPLETS IN HIS HAIR MAKE IT GLITTER AND RUN IN SMALL STREAMS DOWN HIS FACE AND VANISH UNDER HIS COLLAR. MY DARKER HANDS MOVE OVER THE WET CLOTHED CHEST, AND ONE BUTTON AFTER THE OTHER FLY AWAY AND HE SHIVERS AS THE MATERIAL SLIDE DOWN HIS TINY SHOULDERS AND GET CAUGHT ON HIS BOUNDED ARMS. AFTER EACH BUTTON I WELCOME THE NEWLY EXPOSED SKIN WITH WET KISSES. I PAY SPECIAL ATTENTION TO THE ROSY NUBS, WANTING THEM HARD AND RIGID. HE STARTS SQUIRMING AS THE WATER TICKLED HIS WAIST UNTIL I SHIELD HIM AWAY FROM IT. I TRAIL MY TONGUE ALONG THE PATTERN MADE OUT OF WATER AND LIGHT, AND HE TOSS HIS HEAD FROM SIDE TO SIDE, WHIMPERING AND STRUGGLING. MY HANDS ON HIS BACK ARE GOING DEEPER AND DEEPER, AND SO IS MY MOUTH ON HIS FRONT. I CAN SEE THE LONG, LOOSE ENDS OF THE SLIVERY RIBBON FLOATING AROUND OUR FEET AS HE RUBBED HIS BACK FANATICAL AGAINST MY HAND AND THE SMOOTH, SLIPPERY STONE BEHIND HIM, WHITE SOFTNESS AGAINST DARK HARDNESS. HE ARCHED INTO ME WITH A LONG, HIGH SCREAM, AFTER I STOP PLAYING AROUND WITH HIM FOR NOW, AND TASTE WHERE HE WANTED TO BE TASTED. HE DIDN’T KNOW IF HE WANTS TO TRUST FORWARD OR BACKWARDS AT FIRST, AND SO HE MOVED IN AN FAST AND UNSTEADY RHYTHM AROUND. HE IS THAT WORKED OUT FROM ALL MY PLAYING AND TEASING EARLIER THAT IT DIDN’T TAKE LONG AND HE ARCHED INTO ME WITH A LONG SCREAM….
“Yami”
AS I FINISHED WITH ENJOYING THAT SALTY-SWEET TASTE, I REACH AROUND THE STONE, WHICH GET WARMER AND WARMER BY THE BODY HEATH FROM THE SMALL, HEAVILY PANTING FORM BEFORE ME. I TAKE A HOLD ON THE SILVERY BOW WHICH KEPT THAT LITTLE HANDS IN CHECK AND UNBOUND THEM.
INSTANTLY THEY TANGLE IN MY HAIR TO STROKE AND PET, AS I FOLLOW THE RIVERS ON THE SHINY PALE SKIN BACK UPWARDS. THE FOUNTAIN IS STILL SHOWERING US WITH ITS COOL SPRAY, AND THE MOON SHINING THROUGH THAT CURTAIN OF WETNESS WAS CAUGHT BY EACH DROP AND MADE IT GLITTER LIKE DIAMONDS. THE RIBBON I STILL HAVE IN MY HAND, CLINCHED EASILY ON HIS BODY AND SLIDE TICKLING OVER HIM AS I MOVED MY HAND AND MOUTH UP AND UP UNTIL I STAND AGAIN UPRIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM. I GIVE THOSE TEMPTING, ROSY LIPS A BRUISING KISS, MAKE HIM BREATHLESS ONCE MORE. THE SMALL HANDS ARE HOLDING TIGHTLY ON MY UPPER ARMS FOR SUPPORT, AS HIS SHAKY, WEAK KNEES ARE NEARLY GIVING IN UNDER HIM.
“Yami”
NEXT I TURN HIM AROUND SWIFTLY, AND HE DIDN’T RESIST THE SLIGHTEST BIT IN HIS DAZED STATE. HE BRACED HIS ELBOWS AGAINST THE STONE AND LAID HIS FOREHEAD ON HIS HANDS, AS I START TO ROAM HIS BACK, I MAKE SURE TO KISS AND LICK EVERY INCH OF SKIN. AS I MAKE MY WAY DOWNWARDS AGAIN I LEFT MARKS AND BRUISES BEHIND ON THE PORCELAIN PLANE. HE TREMBLES TERRIBLE UNDER ME AT THE TIME I REACH THAT PERT LITTLE ASS OF HIS. MOAN AFTER DELICIOUS MOAN FALL FROM KISS-SWOLLEN LIPS AS I DEVOUR THE SUPPLE SKIN BEFORE ME WITH SOFT KISSES AND HARSH NIPS, AND HE LEAN INTO THE TOUCHES FORE MORE, HIS BACK ARCHING AND HIS HIPS BUCKING SHAMELESS.
“Yami!”
I STAND UP AGAIN WHEN I’M SATISFIED WITH HIS REACTION AND ALL THE WANTONLY, ENCOURAGING SOUNDS HE MAKE. I SLIDE AN ARM AROUND HIS WAIST AND GRIND AGAINST HIS BACK, WHILE I TOOK AN HOLD ON HIS CHIN WITH MY OTHER TO TURN HIS FACE OVER HIS SHOULDER AND KISS HIM DEEPLY.
“YAMI!”
HUNGRILY HE FIGHT BACK, AND I GROAN LOUD IN HIS SWEET MOUTH AS HE STARRED UP AT ME WITH LUST-FILLED, DARK VIOLET EYES, ASKING FOR MORE THAT WAY SINCE HE CAN’T FORM A CLEAR SENTENCE SINCE QUITE A WHILE NOW, HIS MIND TOO FOGGY, HIS BODY CRAVING TO BE CLAIMED BY ME, AND THAT IS WHAT I DO WITH A FAST, SWIFT TRUST…. AUA!!!” ( O_O YAMI! YOU TOO?!)
While he was talking, Yamis expression has gotten more and more dreamy, his eyes darken once more and he licked over his lips as if he really tasted something delicious on them. And how someone could scream from the top of his lungs that way and still sound at the same time that… tempting and seductively… was beyond Yugis grasp.
But since his struggling as well as his calling was ignored Yugi simply stomped on his Yamis booth-clad foot to snap him effectively back from la-la-land to reality. He must put them back on after he climbed back in the class without him noticing it.
Yami was always fast in getting in his clothes.
Nearly as fast as he was by getting out of them…
“You seam to know that fountain quite a lot! And in case you have forgotten, Ryou has still brown eyes. But I think you have won anyway, since it looks like you have knocked out Bakuras brain!” Both Marik and Yami looked out to said thief, while Malik muttered something that sounded like “Take that, thief! HA!” with a gleefully glare and still save in his Yamis embrace, as well as Yugi was in his pharaoh’s. Bakura starred with his mouth wide open back to the puzzle spirit. He hadn’t noticed Yami’s ’mistake’ about the eye color, so caught up in the tale was he. Then, after another long silence he shock his head, looked at the teen still lying under him quietly, and looked back at the former pharaoh. Everyone waited in silence for him to say or do something.
“HEY! ‘YOUR SHORTNESS‘, WHERE CAN I GET THAT SILVER RIBBON?!”
“See? It‘s like I told you!“ Malik said with a smirk. “It look like Marik isn‘t the only pervert, and the Yamis are all like that. It must be the long time they didn’t getting something. The long time without company, of being trapped and all alone… Either this behavior is normal for a Yami, to act like that, or ours are just special!“ “But of cause I‘m special, Hikari-pretty! You can‘t find another one like me in the whole world, no matter how long you will search!“ said Marik happily and cuddled the growling teen. “Thanks god for that mercy“ he murmured, while he fight against the tanned hands always going for the button of his pants, while he ignored the winning sounds of his other half.
Malik turned toward Yugi with a triumphing look and raised an eyebrow: “Now look, Yugi, your pharaoh doesn’t know any shame, just like we told you! Yugi! Yugi? Wow, and here I thought Yugi is a human, like all of us! Doesn’t he need air?” he asked the former pharaoh, who was holding Yugi against his chest possessively all the while, one of his hands buried in his dark hair to press his face flush against the taller form before him.
Yami looked down to see Yugi struggling against his hold and waving his hands around, and let go of him with a guilty “Sorry, Aibou.”
“AIR!” gasped the teen, nearly violet in the face from the lack of air: “Do you want to kill me, so Bakura doesn’t get me, or what was that?! I called you all the time!”
/Sorry, but when there's someone to tie you up, then ‘I’ am that someone, not some brainless thief!/ he said possessively, and he didn’t even try to deny at all that he somehow liked the idea (just a little bit, or a little bit more?), even if it came from the albino thief.
“Do you really think, Ryou would let him do this?” asked Marik with a smirk.
“No, I bet that thief will sleep on the couch for the next few weeks for saying all that stuff, as soon as they are at home and alone.” And Malik didn’t sound at last a little bit sad about that, as he also smirked.
“Yes, sure I know how challenging Malik can be if he wants, Bakura. “ answered Ryou thoughtfully the (a lot) earlier asked question, late but anyway. Who cares after such a nice distraction as a kiss from his Yami was. He looked at the other thoughtfully as he got his attention back from daydreams about water and fountains and silver ribbons after Yami’s yelling: “And now, after you told them all about that little plan of yours, their Yamis are on their guard as soon as they lay eye on you, snarling and growling, and now it will be hard to catch them alone for the next time, and maybe Yami and Marik will even team up to hunt you down and make sure you roast in the deepest hell existing! Or even make a deeper one, just for you and your loose mouth. You better learn to shut up soon, instead of telling everyone all of your plans before you can carry them out! But maybe we get a chance to lock Marik and Yami away somewhere for a while, maybe when they dueling with each other, so they are out of the way for a little time. Because I don’t want you to kill them. Not that I think they would let you, but anyway. Yugi and Malik would be very sad and then they’ll refuse to cooperate with us.” [11] Ryou said to his dark half as they parted for air again, after catching their breath a little. “Yeah, but I’m the great thief king Bakura, I can steal whatever I want, whenever I want and there is no one in the world to stop me!!! But well, we can make up a decent plan for that later, there will be plenty of time to get back at them for all they had done in this and all their past lives. Because for the moment I have something more satisfying in my mind for the both of us, my sweet little Hikari.” Ryou couldn’t suppress the moan deep in his throat as Bakura let glittering drops of water fall from his still wet hair onto his still exposed stomach. He watched them trailing a path over white, sensitive skin, until he leaned down and licked them away lovingly, tickling the smaller one in the progress.
“Marik was right, you have no shame!?” Yugi tried to glare at the former pharaoh after he caught his breath, his blush now beyond a tomato, after feeling some not very innocent thoughts and pictures coming through their mind link from his dark. Yami stared right back at him, his smile getting wider and wider with every passing second as he really pictured Yugi tied up like Bakura so nicely had ‘suggested‘.
Suddenly Yami took a fast step forward and pulled the smaller one into a strong hug. “You’re so cute when you pout like that, you know that, little one?” “I’m not pouting! I tried to be angry at you for all that embarrassing screaming with Bakura, in case you already forgot about that!” Yami just smiled more. “Then try again, because you can’t glare too well. You always look pouting, adorable and sweet. You’re way too cute for glaring, no matter what.”
// And you’re not really angry at me, right?// asked Yami through their mind link //I was just telling a story, and I know I’m better than that dirty thief! He can’t challenge me and win! //
/But did you really have to…/ Yami smirked slyly as Yugi trailed of, too embarrassed to even think about it.
/It was just a story, Hikari. As you heard, I was talking about a silver ribbon.
And I don’t remember that there was a silver one… A violet one, yes, that I remember well, but a silver…/
//That’s the same!// but his protest was less then halfhearted by now, with Yamis eyes roaming over his whole body and Yamis hungry feelings running through their shared link, increasing the burning in his veins the dark one had stirred not long ago in him. And the ’story’ did its share as well to let the fact that he was still in school again slip from his hazy mind.
Yami bent down to the smaller one and caught his lips in a chaste kiss.
“Sorry, can’t resist, little one!” he said with a smirk, knowing that everyone was still watching them wide eyed, as they broke apart, drowning in each others eyes. “Who cared about the others!” Yugi said huskily, looking at Yami also with ravenous eyes. He was already embarrassed, so it really didn’t matter any longer what he will do next, it couldn’t get any worse now. “Let them stare and have a good show to watch, they are just jealous that I have you and they don’t. Besides, I don’t plan to go to school the rest of the week anyway.” “So you mean I have you for the whole week, all to myself?” Yami asked happily, smiling brightly. “We made out in front of the whole class! They will never stop teasing me about it, as soon as they come back to their senses, after the shock you gave them with your yelling!” “Then I sent them to the shadow realm!” “No, you don’t do that, Yami! Their parents would properly search for them.” “Or thank me for getting rid off their brats! And what if I just mind crush them?” Yami asked hopefully. “No, you also don’t do that. I wish I could stay away from here for the rest of my life! But a week is also not bad. And I think you know better things to do then to play with strangers, when you can play with me instead!? Right, my Darkness…?” Yugi asked teasingly and with a smirk of his own he laid one arm around his Yami's waist and the other on his neck. He dragged him down into a more passionate kiss, while grinding their hips together. At that both males moaned into each others mouth.
/A little impatient, aren't we?/
//You are the one making me wait that long by chasing Bakura! Now bear with me…//
The hand on his Yami's waist wandered over the warm skin down to the hem of the dark pants, curios, searching fingertips slipped under the fabric, teasing the spirit until he started to squirm a little under his tickling light touches and arched into the younger one. Yugi let his fingers dance between the small space between the hem of the black leather and the soft toned skin, tickling him there, as he stretched himself a little and stole another kiss from the others gentle lips. Yami groaned slightly, as delicate fingertips refused to go upwards and stop their teasingly slow movements, but also not going deeper down to more…satisfying…places and a proper grab. /But Yugi… What has gotten into you all of a sudden/ Yami teased him with a smirk, as Yugi ground into him more and harder. //Nothing until now// Yugi couldn’t look the other in the eyes, as he bit his lip before he said sweetly through their shared link of souls: //but hopefully you can change that soon// Yami's eyes widened a bit in surprise and even more in anticipation at the forwardness of the normally shy boy, pressing harder into him, while he kissed him again with as much hunger and lust as he could muster. “Let’s go?!” he whispered into Yugi’s ear promising, after breaking the kiss to take a very much needed breath of air. Yugi only nodded as he licked over his lips to savor the unique flavor of his other self’s addictive taste, like sugar and sweet under his tongue.
The teacher didn’t believe what she had heard moments ago! What kind of school was this, with such weird people going in and out like it belonged to them!!! She saw both of the spiky haired teens walking away from the spot they had been talking as well as making out before. The taller of the two, still with most of his clothes in one hand, shoved the one who looked like his little brother towards the door. “We’re off.” the stranger called back and grinned in a very un-brotherly way at the shorter one, his hand firmly at the boy’s ass, where he pinched and patted him, as he hurried toward the door, dragging the giggling other one with him. “Yeah, have fun, pharaoh. And don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!” one of the blond couple shouted after them, his chuckle making the teacher blush as she could guess what they were up too. “Yeah, sure, like I’m a sick psycho like you!” muttered he back.
“Oh, and before I forget“ Yami turned around to the teacher after they passed by her table “Yugi will not came back to school for the rest of the week!“
“Then I need a note with an explanation, an excuse why he can‘t come! And it should better be a good one!“ she got surprisingly out without stuttering. (Wow, she can talk!)
“Excuse? I‘m the pharaoh and I say so, isn‘t that enough?“
“No, it isn‘t! If I don’t get a proper one, he will get detention!“
“You can‘t do that! He couldn’t…“ but before he could continue with whatever he was about to say he was distracted by his Hikari. Because Yugi was bored by all that talking and choose this very moment to lay his hands on his darks waist and slowly trailed them around and put them in the back pockets of the tight leather pants. Violet eyes blinked innocently up in surprised ruby ones, and after a long moment of just starring on each other, Yami tore his gaze away from the smaller boy in his arms to look back at the teacher.
“As I was about to say…“ but he was again cut short as he felt a warm tongue lick slowly over his still exposed chest. As he looked down at his Hikari he got the same innocent ‘I-didn’t-do anything‘-look back as before. He tried again to talk.
“…he can‘t come…“
Yami continued until he felt warm lips wander over his shoulder.
“…because he…“
A slow lick over his chest, from one side to the other, and he got another sweet smile as he looked down at him.
“…because he…“
Yugi licked or bite every part of skin he could reach as soon as Yami did so much as open his mouth to talk.
“…because…“ He closed his eyes for a moment as he felt his others warm lips as they briefly brushed over his nipples.
“Yugi…don’t…“
“What? I haven’t done anything.“
Yami blinked a few times, and looked back up to the waiting teacher, so he can tell her why Yugi can‘t go to school for the rest of the day and week, and then get the hell out of there. But seemingly Yugi had other plans…
“…because he…“
tried the former pharaoh again, but he was again distracted by his Aibou. And this time all of his thoughts flew from his mind for a moment, as Yugi sucked hard at one of his nubs, and the hands in his pockets began to move, to grope and fondle him there slow and lovingly through the dark material. But all of a sudden they where gone, and the lips attached to his skin withdraw, and Yami couldn’t suppress the growl of disappointment as Yugi didn’t leant as close against him as just seconds before. And now he could hear the teachers coughing, which had disrupted the teen in his actions.
“I hope you don’t want to tell me that he‘s ill, because to me he look all right!“
Yugi ignored her sarcastic voice completely now, even if he blushed a little, as he let a finger fall from the others collarbone, over slightly tanned skin and down to the button of too tight leather pants, as he heard his Yami growl again at the women sitting at her desk. No doubt that he want to kill her for always ruining his fun, and holding him away from who he wanted.
“Don’t worry, I have a good excuse for you: How about: ‘He couldn’t come because he was too sore to walk‘ Aua! Yugi!“ Yugi smiled up to him sweetly and padded Yami‘s ass where he just had pinched him. “And don’t worry, Aibou, I know how much you hate lying. So I will make sure that it isn‘t a lie!“ And after growling that he shoved the giggling boy finally out of the door, and they left behind the dumbfounded teacher starring at their backs…
She tore her gaze away from the taller one’s ass to look around her class again as the door closed behind them and they where gone for real…
This must be some sort of contagious, one after the other seems to make out with someone who looks like his older brother with spikier hair and without any trace of shame or manners…[12]
After a short moment she heard the sound of a door opening and closing not far away, meaning the two of the spiky haired are not gone straight home.
‘Wasn’t that the empty room across the hallway?’
Shuffling was heard, as if someone was bumping blindly around and running into several things. Then grunts and muffled words and more moans where heard, and she looked blushingly away from the door.
Her gaze fell straight back to the table and the other look-alike-couple in the class, just in time to see the next part of the spectacle:
The taller of the two blondes stood up from the table they sat on the whole time, his mouth and hands still all over the teen in his lap, who had his legs around the others waist, one hand tangled in spiky hair and the other around his neck. Kissing and snapping at each other they make their way through the room and toward the women, growling and groaning.
“Hey, you! Open the closet!” Marik glared at the teacher, who didn’t reacted to the grumpy tone. “Now!” And he shrugged to the large closed behind her, but enough was enough: “How do you talk with me!? Didn’t you have any respect or manners?” The taller blonde raised an eyebrow in amusement at her outburst, while Malik reached toward the door and tried at the same time to lick at Marik’s neck, without overbalancing them and make them falling hard at the ground. As the door snapped open, Malik struggled out of his shirt and throw it away carelessly, before he brought his attention back to Marik’s neck.
“Respect or manners? For what would I need that crap! Next thing you told me is that I can’t just kill people like I want!” And laughing he brought his Hikari to the closet and gave the women a last warning glare: “Dare to open that door and you wish you were never born!”
Malik somehow managed it to get his Yami out of his shirt too, and waved with it toward the teacher with a grin: “And don’t think that he’s just kidding!” The poor women gaped at then, and paled as Marik glared at her for starring at his Hikari, before Malik liked over a sensitive spot by his ear, and he let out a purr and tilt his head to the side so Malik had more room to work. His hands tighten on the saner ones ass, before he detached one of his hands from its comfortable place. He made a quick movement and opened the buttons of their pants. But after a loud cough of the teacher (she just had to do that all the time!!! Die!) Marik told her with an angry glare “Remember, bitch! Disturb us, and you will never do it again!” and he closed the door with a loud bang to take proper care of his Hikari-pretty.
Terrified she looked away from her closet ’He was just kidding, no way he meant what he said…’ but she was not really sure after seeing that glare…
And then her eyes found the last couple still laying on the ground outside the window, busy with eating each other, by the look of it…
Thankfully they had still all of their clothes on, even if they where all wet and dirty. But like as if on clue, the taller striped off his shirt and rolled them around, and the shirt the teen was wearing was also gone in the blink of an eye. Ryou leaned down to claim another hungry kiss from the one under him while straddling his waist and grinding his hips downward. Two turns and soundly kisses later, he was again sitting on the other white haired male, and reached down for the zippers of their pants. The teacher couldn’t see if he pulled them really down, or if he was just teasing his partner because said one rolled them over again.
And they rolled.
And rolled.
And rolled straight under some bushes where they where out of eye- but not ear-shot.
Loud moans could be heard from outside the door, outside the window and from inside the class.
“Well, well.” said the teacher resigning “That make 3 detentions for the crazy boys, and a little present for me, because now I know and understand why my predecessor had all that high percentage Rum hidden in his drawer.” and she took a bottle of booze out of the desk, which was hidden in its depths from the last teacher using it.
“Welcome to Sodom and Gomorrah!
Dear Lord help me!”
And she downed more than a little of the liquid…
END
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That was it, I can‘t believe it.
Poor teacher…
Please don’t ask where all of this came from, let me just say it was the Internet. Yes, I read too much fan fiction and not all are made for children…that have to be it, yes...
I hope you liked it, because it was so much fun to make it, even if it is a lot longer then I had planned it to be…
Well, it just happened..
Thank you very much for reading this, and for your comments.
[10] O_O BAKURA! What are you talking about!
[11] O_O RYOU??!! You should protest against that, and NOT agree with him!!!!
[12] She is talking about Malik/Marik and Ryou/Bakura, both couples are again making out heavily…
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And what happened to Anzu, since Malik (accidentally) saved her from her fate of being sent to the shadow realm by his boyfriend?
(Or better, he saved the monsters from their doom.)
Well, just let me tell you that, one day, Marik found a very beautiful bracelet he wanted to give his lover.
So he walked out from the jeweler, thinking about how good it will look on Malik, and all he need to do now is finding a decent packing to present it to his friend.
“Hmmm…. Who can I use for that…?”
And it happen that Anzu choose just this moment to show up from nowhere and tell him about the great thing called friendship….
THE END
With Bakura’s fantasies, Yami’s Replay to that and the faith of Anzu…
Thanks a lot to anyone who read and commented my story, and I had so much fun writing this, I’m sure I’ll make a sequel, maybe with Ryou’s day so far, until he run outside to yell at Bakura…
And I’m not sure if the rating shouldn’t be ‘M’ with all that yelling Bakura and Yami will do, they might scare peoples (like the poor teacher of this ‘class’) Well, I will warn you with that now, both of them have some Ideas which are not innocent and untainted…
I also added a big part of this chapter after I got it back from Beta, so again there are grammar errors, lots of them I bet…
And I think they all are OOC in someway:
Yugi is teasing Yami and didn’t care about the teacher watch them
Ryou will help Bakura with his dirty plans
Marik talk and act serious and normal to calm down an angry Malik
Bakura and Yami are exchanging dirty fantasies about each others Hikari
and the teacher of this hell didn’t even try to stop anything from happen here…
Please enjoy the last chapter:
Fantasy of the Yamis
But that was not even the worst! The worst was…
The worse was…
What she saw, when she searched for the caller…
There was one of her students sitting comfortably in the lap of someone who could have easily passed as his twin brother and was kissing him passionately. When did he get into the class, he wasn’t there before? The unknown one did his best to shove his tongue down her students throat, while she saw his hand slowly making its way down the younger ones back, before it disappeared in the backside of his pants followed by a loud moan. ‘I shouldn’t have thought ‘without the sex’… And I should put a stop on that…’. Blushing lightly she looked out of the window for distraction, not exactly knowing what to think or do about it now.
Bad move!
There was also someone who also looked like his brother on top of a smaller, white haired teen she know from one of her other classes, and he has dragged the smaller one’s shirt up to reveal white skin, his lips following his hands suit, before he kissed his lips thoroughly. His long hair was dripping with water, and the smaller one was giggling lightly in the kiss as the drops run down and hit his uncovered skin. The one on top of him was that odd guy who was running around and swear and laugh and distract half of the school with that, and as she watched closer she saw the smaller one bugging up in the touch as a practiced hand wandered downwards more and more and came to a rest…well, not at the upper part of his body, that was for sure, as she noted, more blushing this time. She looked away as fast as possible, back to the window.
Another bad move!
There was someone about to climb in through said window who looked like the older brother of that weird boy, who had suddenly started groaning and moaning not long ago. He was clad only in tight leather pants, which gave a nice view at his ass, and turned around from looking back where he just came from, as one of his friends spoke with him.
“Why didn’t you kill him?” asked Yugi, as Yami walked over to him, leaning comfortably by the window and watched his Hikari amusedly, his arms lazily resting on the windowsill. He raised an elegant eyebrow. “There you can see how nice I could be, even to something as stupid as that worthless thief. Why, do you want me to? Weren’t you the one always holding me back?” he asked back with a smirk. “Yes, sure… I mean... I just wondered, you know…” stuttered the boy, making his Dark’s grin widen. “Well, mostly because you don’t have a pocked knife with you, do you?” “No, of cause not, but what have this to do with your sudden niceness toward Bakura? For what do you need a pocked knife anyway?” asked Yugi worried back, earning an ‘innocent‘ look from the other. “Well, you know, there was that experiment I read about in one of your books, and I wanted to try it, but I remembered that I don’t have a knife to make it, and you also don’t have one…“ “And… what kind of ‘experiment‘ can that be?” “Well, you get a potato and set it under power and look what happen. I really wanted to see that!” “Yami… Bakura is NOT a potato!” “But the intelligence and brain is the same!” “And for what exactly do you need the knife?” “For the power pole. I need to cut the electrical cord, or do you think a battery would be enough? Well, he never was the brightest…” “But you would Ryou kill as well! YAMI! Are you nuts?” “NO! I’m not Marik! Don’t worry, little one, I would get the boy away from that stupid thief in one way or the other, he wouldn’t be hurt. And beside that, we aren’t near enough by an electrical cord in the moment to reach him. Well, maybe I get him later! He can’t hide himself behind his Hikari for the rest of his life, and then I get him! Right now I have more important things to do, as I told them already. Wasn’t there a certain ’problem’ I promised to take care of?”
“Get a room, you two!” said Marik, breaking the lip look with his own Hikari. “Same goes for you, maniac!” Yami answered as he climbed back into the class and took his shirt and jacked, not bothering to put them back on.
Marik turned to Yami, as he saw him stand by the window, now leaning on the windowsill inside the room.
“Hey Yami, that was a good show by the way, do you want to go on with it now? Can I make a video the next time? We can put it up on ‘You-tube’. Or even sell it for a good prize. ‘Dirty games in school‘. A good title, or do you have a better?” he teased the game-king, who gave him a death glare. “Malik… I hope you don’t like him too much… so you won't miss him too much!”
“Why do you ask?” “I’m going to kill him!” But Yugi held him back with his hands firmly around the taller one waist, before he got a good hold of Marik’s neck. Malik didn’t even bother to get up from his dark’s lap, as he turned toward the former pharaoh with a thoughtful face.
“Please, he may act like an idiot sometimes, but I love him even if I don’t know why sometimes, and I want to keep him. At least a little longer, if you please. But Yami, I wonder why you didn't simply go to your soul room to get another pair of pants? Or to the game shop? Or just stay like that? Nobody would have noticed you in your spirit form.” said the blond teen. “It is about honor and pride… You don’t understand that!”
“And where was your pride when you were chasing him in nothing but your boxers?” Yugi asked his boyfriend teasingly. Yami looked at him slightly betrayed.
/I thought at least you would understand./
// I’m sorry, but it is kind of comical. You. In those boxers. Running. You know?//
/So maybe I should stop wearing any at all? Is that what you want to say? Aibou??/
“I don’t care!“ Yami said aloud to Malik when he only got a blush as answer, “I refuse to let him keep something that belongs to me, no matter what it is, nor if I need it or not! I was a pharaoh once, how would that look, if I let him do as he pleases! I WON'T EVER LET THAT STUPID, USELESS, BRAINLESS BAKA TOMB ROBBER STEAL AND KEEP ANYTHING FROM ME!!!” he shouted out to the white haired Thief king, who looked up from where his head now nearly disappeared under Ryou’s shirt and hollered back:
“SHUT UP, PHARAOH, OR I'LL STEAL YOUR HIKARI!”
“YOUR NOT MEN ENOUGH TO EVEN TRY TO KEEP UP WITH HIM! HE WOULD WEAR YOU OUT BEFORE THE NIGHT HAS EVEN STARTED! YOU DON’T EVEN HAVE A CLUE HOW LONG HE CAN GO ON IF HE WANTS!”
Everyone stared wondering, amused or disbelieving at the smaller teen in sudden silence after that outburst. Some of them giggled, grinned or smirked at him, or were making jokes already.
But Yugi ignored the giggling and the smirks for now as he turned toward his darker half.
“YAMI! How can you say that! You can’t shut up, right? You just have to say something like that!” and blushing madly in embarrassment and disbelieve, that his friend could say something like that out loud without getting at least a little red. “But Aibou, I am just telling the truth.”
“IN YOUR DREAMS, YOU’RE JUST JEALOUS BECAUSE YOUR SHRIMP ISN’T AS HOT AND FLUFFY AS MY RYOU!” Bakura hollered back, challenging. “I’M NOT FLUFFY! And stop talking like that!” Ryou told him, his face as red as Yugi’s. “Sure you are, Hikari.” answered the thief, nuzzling his nose in the smaller ones white, soft hair and petting his head like he was a pet. “You’re as fluffy as a little bunny” and he bit down lovingly on his neck. “And now you’re gonna eat me, or what?” “Well, you taste quite good, too.” then Bakura turned his head back to the window Yami was standing at, as he heard Yami scream back at him.
“JEALOUS? OF YOU? WHAT KIND OF DRUGS ARE YOU ON, TO GET SUCH A STUPID IDEA!? BAKA TOMB ROBBER, GET YOURSELF A BRAIN!” Yami wouldn’t let a challenge go unnoticed, and so he glared at Bakura with narrowed eyes.
“I’M NOT STUPID!” the reply came immediately, Bakura was also glaring now.
“YOU ARE! YOU THINK YOU CAN STEAL MY YUGI! SO YOU HAVE TO BE STUPID! OR TIERED OF YOUR LIVE.”
“Yami. Everyone is listening! Can’t you two talk later? Please? When no one is around” pleaded Yugi, but he was completely ignored by his darker half.
“WHAT DO YOU THINK; WOULD HE LOOK GOOD CHAINED ON A WALL? IN SLAVE CLOTHES, LIKE WE HAD BACK HOME?” Bakura returned; also ignoring his blushing Hikari, intend to make Yami explode in anger, a smug grin appearing on his face when he was stung by a great idea.
“DON’T DARE TO EVEN TOUCH HIM WITH THOSE FILTHY HANDS OF YOURS!” slowly Yami turned redder, obviously not liking him talking like this about his beloved Hikari. He grabbed Yugi's hand firmly into his own, as if he feared that Bakura would take him away this very moment.
“I HAVE MORE IN MY MIND FOR HIM THEN JUST ‘TOUCH’ HIM! WANNA KNOW WHAT? ‘PHARAOH’?” Bakura couldn’t stop grinning as he teased his opponent more and more, who in return didn’t know what to say at that, and just fought down the again raising urge to kill the thief king on the spot.
“NO, I DON’T WHAT TO KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT YOUR DIRTY FANTASIES! DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT CORRUPTING YUGI AND KEEP HIM OUT OF YOUR HEAD, OR YOU LOOSE HIM!!! ” (Yami means Bakura will loose his head, not Yugi)
“WHAT‘S WRONG? ARE YOU AFRAID HE MIGHT LEARN SOMETHING NEW? OR THAT HE MIGHT EVEN ENJOY IT AND WON’T WANT YOU BACK?” Bakura laughed at the anger clearly in the former pharaoh’s face, as he reached out for his big strike, while he heard him scream back at him.
“NO I’M NOT AFRAID! AND YOU STOP TALKING ABOUT HIM LIKE THAT NOW, OR YOU’LL FIND YOURSELF IN THE SHADOW REALM IN LESS THEN A SECOND, WITH YOUR EMPTY HEAD CUT OFF AND USED AS A FOOTBALL BY MY DARK MAGICIAN AND THE OTHERS TO PLAY WITH!”
“SHUT UP, AND PICTURE IT, BAKA, JUST FOR A MINUTE! YOUR HIKARI, IN THAT SHORT LOINCLOTH WE HAD BACK THERE, SHOWING OFF MORE THEN IT HIDES. DARK, ROUGH FABRIC AGAINST WHITE, SOFT SKIN. CHAINED ON A COLD, GREY WALL WHERE NO ONE CAN HEAR HIM, FIND HIM, PANTING AND WRITHING AND BEGGING UNDER MY SKILLED HANDS FOR MORE, WITH A HUSKY, NEEDY TONE. I CAN SEE EVERY BREATH IN THE COOL AIR AND THE SHIVERING IT CAUSES, TOGETHER WITH THE TREMBLING MY WANDERING FINGERS ARE CAUSING OVER AND OVER AGAIN. HIS LIPS ARE SWOLLEN AND RED AND BRUISED FROM SO MANY AND PASSIONATE KISSES AND HE’S UNABLE TO MOVE AT ALL AND HIS WANTONLY MOANS FROM MY FORMER ACTIONS ARE ECHOING LONG AND LOUD FROM THE OLD BRICKS AND IN MY EARS. THE SILVERY CHAINS, FIRM OVER THE SMALL WRISTS AND ANKLES ARE JINGLING WITH EVERY TREMBLE AND SHAKE, AND I CAN TORTURE HIM FOR HOURS HERE AND NOW, UNTIL HE BEGS UNDER TEARS TO ME TO BEING TAKEN! IT JUST TAKES ONE SWIFT MOTION AND I CAN SEE ALL OF HIM AND STROKE AND TOUCH AND MOLEST WHERE- AND WHENEVER I WANT WITHOUT ANYTHING IN THE WAY OR TO HOLD MY HANDS AND EYES BACK, WHILE HE CAN’T EVEN TOUCH ME UNTIL I PRESS HIM HARD INTO THE ROUGH WALL, MAKING HIM SCREAM AND BEG AND TREMBLE AND SHAKE OVER AND OVER AGAIN FOR ME, UNTIL I DECIDE TO BE MERCIFUL AND GIVE IN AND I TAKE…” [10] (o_o Dirty thoughts!)
“JUST OVER MY DEATH BODY!” and Yami hugged Yugi protectively, the smaller boy’s face pressed possessive against his bare chest, holding him close as he wanted him protect for that though the thief would even try it. One of his hands was buried in his dark hair, the other was on his lower back.
Marik on the other hand found it funny: “Looked like I‘m not the only pervert here. And you found it embarrassing that I call you Hikari-pretty in front of others?” Marik asked the boy in his lap sarcastically, as they watched the screaming spirits.
“Well… I bet they will kill each other some day!”
“Hey, that would be good for us! Then we get the ring and the puzzle for free and we can easily take over the world!!!”
“OH, SO YOU DON’T WANT TO WATCH? DON’T TELL ME YOU DON’T LIKE THE IDEA TOO!!!??? BECAUSE THE SAME GOES FOR MALIK, WE WILL GET HIM TOO, AND TIE HIM UP BESIDE YUGI, AND MAKE HIM BEG TO NO END! BUT WELL IT DOESN’T MATTER IF YOU WANT OR NOT, I WOULD KILL YOU AND THE PSYCHO ANYWAY AT SOME POINT. THEN I TAKE YOUR HIKARIS WITH ME SO WE CAN HAVE SOME REAL FUN WITH THEM! WITH THE MILLENNIUM ITEMS I WILL TAKE OVER THE WORLD, AND THEN I WILL HAPPILY DANCE ON YOUR GRAVES. SINCE YOU TWO ARE DEAD WE FOUR WILL BE HAPPY EVEN AFTER TOGETHER… JUST ME AND MY THREE HIKARIS! Muahahahaha”
Bakura didn’t need to see them to know that the former pharaoh was furious after hearing that. When he risked a glance to the window he saw he had been right: Both tricolor-haired teens were quite red in their faces, even when it was for different reasons. Yugi was very much embarrassed at those suggestions about him, and more because of all his classmates hearing them. And Yami was angry. No, he was not angry, he was enraged, and his glare at the white haired spirit normally would kill small animals. (or teasing thieves!)
“Keep me out of this!” Malik called towards the white haired couple. “Ryou, shut him up, or I’ll do it for you!” “You heard him! Leave them alone, aren’t I enough for you?” the smaller boy pouted “Sure you are, fluffy Hikari, but don’t you think a little adventure with your friends could be interesting, just the four of us?” Bakura asked slyly, wiggling meaningful with his eyebrows.
“Maybe we could tie Malik next to the dimwit, I think he would also look good, maybe in a white loincloth, don’t you think, fluffy Hikari? Yugi is not a big deal, as short as he is, he wouldn’t put up that much of a fight, but you know how difficult the maniac could be, I could need your help with him. Not easy to catch…”
Before the smaller one could answer one way or another, his Yami silenced him with a very passionate kiss to give him a little time to play it over in his head for a moment.
“Where did he get all these stupid ideas from?” Malik asked no one in particular, frowning.
“I don’t know, and I don’t want to know! Poor Ryou, to put up with that much stupidity and perverseness! Forget it, he just had to hold him there, and I kick his ass until it came out of ears! LET MY HIKARI-PRETTY OUT OF YOUR DIRTY FANTASY, YOU’RE NOT EVEN WORTH TO WALK ON THE SAME PLANET AS HE!!!!” hollered Marik cynical out after that, but neither Bakura or Ryou answered right away.
As Bakura broke the kiss, he looked up again to the window to answer Marik with a sly grin all over his face:
“WELL, IF YOU DON’T LIKE THAT, I CAN ALWAYS CAME UP WITH SOMETHING ELSE FOR YOUR ‘HIKARI- PRETTY’. HOW ABOUT… HOW ABOUT A BIG BLOOMING TREE, HIS HAND TIED TOGETHER WITH A STRONG ROPE AND HOLD NICELY OVER HIS HEAD AGAINST THE WOOD BY A SHINY SHARP DAGGER. ALL HE WEARS IS A VERY TIGHT, VERY SHORT AND VERY LOW-RIDING PANT. HIS EYES ARE CLOUDED OVER WITH LUST AND WANT, AND HIS DARK SKIN IS NEARLY BURNING UNDER MY VERY TOUCH. AND TOUCHING I DO, RAVISHING HIM HUNGRILY UNTIL HE TRASHED AROUND THAT MUCH THAT THE TREE SHOWERED US GREATLY WITH HIS BLOSSOMS. HE’LL BEG AND CRY AND MOAN TO GET OUT OF HIS PANTS ALREADY, WHICH SEEMS TO NEARLY BURST AT THE SEAMS AT ANY MINUTE, AS I CONTINUING TO BIT AND SCREECH AND KISS HIM ROUGHLY AND MERCILESS. AFTER I’M SATISFIED WITH THIS AND ALSO THE SOUNDS OF PLEASURE HE LET OUT FOR THE WORLD TO HEAR, I TOOK ANOTHER SMALL DAGGER OUT. IT LOOK DANGEROUS IN MY HAND AS THE SUNLIGHT IS REFLECTED ON ITS SHARP BLADE, AND CAREFULLY I RUN IT OVER HEATED, SWEAT-GLISTENING GOLDEN SKIN; JUST LIGHTLY TO NOT HURT THE SENSITIVE FLESH, MAKING HIM BEG EVEN MORE AND LOUDER FOR ME. I LAY THE COOL METAL FOR A MOMENT ON HIS CHEEK, BEFORE I CARRY ON TO HIS THROAT WHERE I LET IT REST AGAIN, AND HE SHIVERS VIOLENTLY IN LUST AS HE CLOSED HIS EYES. NEXT I RUN IT ALL OVER HIS CHEST, AND HE MOANED AMAZINGLY AS I REST IT JUST OVER HIS HEART. I CARESS HIS NIPPLES WITH THE WEAPON, DRAGGING THE TIP OVER THEM UNTIL THEY ARE ALL HARD AND STIFF, BEFORE I SUCK THEM SOUNDLY AND LOWER THE DAGGER TO THE HEM OF THE TOO TIGHT PANTS. I KNEEL SLOWLY AND TEASINGLY DOWN, MY LIPS FOLLOWING THE TRACK OF THE KNIFE OVER DARK SKIN AND CUT HIM OUT FROM HIS RESTRAINING CLOTHES, AND IT GET HARDER AND HARDER FOR ME TO HOLD BACK AND NOT JUST CRUSH HIM BACK IN THE ROUGH BARK BEHIND HIM AND…” (o_O even more dirty thoughts!)
“Give me the rod!” hissed Malik angrily, and Marik raised an eyebrow in mocked surprise: “What, here?! In middle of the class? Do I look to you like the pharaoh? Wow, if I had known that it will get you that horny, I had talked like that to you much earlier, you know…” and he slide a hand between their body with a smug and sly grin. He took a hold on his and his Hikaris zippers at the same time and slide them both down a bit, until his wrist was caught by a dark tanned hand. “Not THAT rod, you pervert psycho! And the only one who’s horny here is you! I want to make that fucking thief pay for thinking and talking about me in that way!” he jelled with an angry flash in his eyes, as he leant more and more forward as if he was about to jump out of the window and strangle the thief. If it were not for the arms around his waist, he would fall from his Yamis lap. But said one pressed his back against his chest to hold the angry youth where he sat, his hands tightly around his waist. That didn’t hold him back in any way from promising Bakura a very cruel death in his near future.
But suddenly he found his wrists caught by the lager hand of his Yami, and he hold them above the smaller ones head, all the while ignoring the puzzled look he got for this unexpected action. Malik searched unsuccessful his face for an answer as the turned to face his Yami, then looked up at his trapped hands, and then again back at the other ones face without getting an reply for his weird behavior. They just starred at each other for a while without saying a word, until Marik caught his other self’s chin between two fingers and turned his face from one side to the other slowly with an unusual thoughtful look as if studying him. After a few moments of doing this Malik get impatient with the crazier one and shook his head free of his hold with a groan: “Are you done now? What do you think you are doing, baka?” Marik’s gaze was fixed at his lips while he hissed at him, but then he let it travel up to the glistening eyes. ’What’s now cracked in his empty head’ asked Malik himself nervously. This was new and uncommon, that serious look and the constant silence, and Malik started to worry about his lover. What was he thinking, or planning…? The younger of the two of them had a very bad feeling the he will not like the answer… Maybe better when he didn’t say anything, maybe it just pass by…?
But Marik didn’t notice his nervousness or he just ignored it, as he run his fingertips carefully over his face as if he was afraid to hurt and break the smaller one if he touches him too rough. Which was more then just a little bit unusual for the normally more forceful and impatient Marik. ‘Maybe he had smoked some of the stuff he gave to that boy earlier?’ questioned Malik himself, while the other stroked over his neck and down his throat, before he run his hand over the clothed chest before him, his eyes firm fixed at his fingers and what they are doing. Malik could do nothing beside waiting with his hands still trapped and outstretched over his head, curious and puzzled and worried about what will happen next, while the other hand on his body crept lower and lower. “Marik!!” came it a little less confused and a little more angry this time. And maybe because of his slightly annoyed tone he got a reaction, as the blond spiky head came up again to meet his eyes. And all of a sudden the whole weird air was gone, as Marik gave him a sly grin and let slowly go of his wrists before he licked wetly over the others lips several times like a cat. “You wanna know what? I think that thief is right for once in his life: You would sure as hell look good like that!” “WHAT!?!” nearly screamed Malik in disbelieve, “Well that proved everyone right: You are nuts! Crazy and insane! Did you even hear what that damned bastard had said!? How can you agree with him? I should kick your pervert ass straight to hell, and Bakura’s too, so you don’t feel lonely for the rest of eternity, which you will spend there!”
Marik just laughs at this before he crushed their lips together in a bruising kiss to silence the angry tomb keeper. “You’re even more beautiful when you’re angry, you know that? When you’re hissing and glaring like a predator. Let him have his little fantasies, Hikari-Pretty, it is just him dreaming. And who could better understand, that he wants you, then me?” And he squeezed Malik’s thigh lightly. “You’re too desirable and beautiful to resist and turn away. And all mine! He can dream as much as he want, but if that damn thief came any near to you or really try something, not all gods and devils of the world could be able to safe him from my fury!… Or wait, I have a much better idea: if he get too near to you, I get you new earrings, in an ugly white haired packing. You know I will never allow someone else then me to touch you, and nether would you, so just ignore him, my desert beauty. He isn’t worth all the frustrations and anger. Just ignore his little fantasies as the unimportant words of a jealous thief who want always what he can’t have…”
“Marik…” asked the saner one a little unsure what to say to that, “do you feel all right? Are you okay, or did someone hit your head?”“No, I’m fine, why?”
“Because you sound suddenly so… sane…”
“Awww… bad Malik, bad! You called me the bad word with ‘s’. Do I have to wash your pretty mouth with soap when you use such dirty words?”
“Damn, and I thought you would at last for once act normal and sane like anybody else.”
“Oh no, you did it again! That is a really dirty, uncivil and evil word, and you should never ever say it again!” And he waved a finger before Malik’s nose while he talked in a tone like a mother would with a little kid. But his tone was betrayed by the wide grin on his face. Malik stock out his tongue at his lover playfully, who take it as an invitation to start another make out session and distract his lover a little more from his anger. And then he destroyed all his efforts with his next sentence:
“Oh, and I found out where your sister hided all the knives we have in the house,“ came Marik back to their former topic after he had distract him so successful for a while, “I really don’t know why in hell she locked them all away from me…”
Malik turned faster red as even Yugi could, as he remembered what the thief had said about him just a few moments ago. His again increasing anger, however, was completely ignored by his darker half, who leaned down to share his new ‘great idea’ with him by whispering in his ear promising. “What do you think: We should borrow one or two of that old, golden ones… You know, with the sparkling gems and the sharp, shiny blade… And then I drive us out in the woods, where no one could see and hear you and…” (Marik+ Car= RUN FOR YOUR LIVE!)
But Malik did his best to ignore the suggestions, also the hand wandering on his back, as well as the one on the front off his pants and struggled again to be let loose to throttle the laughing white haired male outside of the window: “Let go off me, you psycho, so I can shut him up forever! No one is allowed to talk like that about me and walk away with all his bones whole! Give me the rod! I want to kill that damned bastard!” “Do you mean that rod…” and Marik squeezed down a little where his hand lay, but Malik pushed his hand away and glared at him furiously, once again mad at Bakura, after Marik remembered him at the fact WHY he had to distract him in the first place. So he wouldn’t murder someone in front of so many peoples! Not that he cares about them at the moment, as he struggled against the strong arms, as the tanned hand snaked down again and squeezed him a little harder. “But I like that one more, you know… Don’t want to let you away…” But Mariks calming murmur was wasted on the glaring and hissing boy.
“He want a knife? I show him how to use a knife! Let me go, Marik, let me go!”
But said one hold him tight and began to distract him by kissing him soundly again. (Hopefully he doesn’t ruin it again this time! We do not need death bodies in the school!)
By this time Yami was over the first waves of anger after Bakura’s little ‘story’ with Yugi and chains and was able to talk again without screaming the words ‘damn asshole of a useless tomb robbing thief’ or ‘sent your clueless ass to the shadow realm’ or ‘I kill you slow and painfully’ in every single sentence. He truly regretted now that he doesn’t had grilled the thief like he had planed before. Instead he was struck with a brilliant idea of his own. Because two can play this game, and Yami loved playing games a lot… And every one who knows him knows that that wicked smile he had now on his face meant nothing good for his poor, helpless victim. And really, he proved that knowledge right, as he yelled once more at the tomb robber, Yugi still pressed tight against his bare chest, and by the look of it he would do that for the next 1000 years, if necessary to keep Bakura away from his ‘innocent’ Aibou:
“AND WHAT WOULD YOU SAY, IF I LAY AN AMBUSH FOR YOUR…-WHAT DO YOU CALL HIM ALWAYS?
FLUFFY HIKARI, RIGHT?!-…
BY THE MALL HE PASSES EVERY DAY ON HIS WAY HOME TO YOUR THIEVING, WORTHLESS ASS? I KNOW WHEN HE WENT HOME; I KNOW WHAT WAY HE GOES… I CATCH HIM ON A FULL MOON NIGHT IN THE SUMMER AND I DRAG HIM TO THAT FOUNTAIN THEY HAVE AROUND THERE. MAYBE I’M GENEROUS AND LET HIM HAVE HIS SHIRT A WHILE LONGER, BUT THE REST OF HIS CLOTHES HAVE TO GO! IMMEDIATELY! THEN I PUT HIM IN THE FOUNTAIN WITH HIS BACK AGAINST THE SMOOTH DARK STONE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SPLASHING WATER, HIS ARMS AROUND IT AND TIED TOGETHER BEHIND IT WITH A SILVERY, SILKY LONG RIBBON. THE WATER SPLASHING OUT OF THE TOP OF IT NEARLY HIDE US AWAY FROM THE REST OF THE WORLD WITHOUT REALLY HITTING AT US, SINCE THERE IS ENOUGH ROOM BETWEEN THE STONE IN THE MIDDLE AND THE WATERY CURTAIN TO FEEL JUST A NICE, COOL SPRAY FROM IT ON OUR EXPOSED SKIN. THE MIST OF WATER HAD SOAKED HIS SHIRT ALREADY WET AND I CAN SEE THROUGH IT IN THE PALE MOONLIGHT. THE DROPLETS IN HIS HAIR MAKE IT GLITTER AND RUN IN SMALL STREAMS DOWN HIS FACE AND VANISH UNDER HIS COLLAR. MY DARKER HANDS MOVE OVER THE WET CLOTHED CHEST, AND ONE BUTTON AFTER THE OTHER FLY AWAY AND HE SHIVERS AS THE MATERIAL SLIDE DOWN HIS TINY SHOULDERS AND GET CAUGHT ON HIS BOUNDED ARMS. AFTER EACH BUTTON I WELCOME THE NEWLY EXPOSED SKIN WITH WET KISSES. I PAY SPECIAL ATTENTION TO THE ROSY NUBS, WANTING THEM HARD AND RIGID. HE STARTS SQUIRMING AS THE WATER TICKLED HIS WAIST UNTIL I SHIELD HIM AWAY FROM IT. I TRAIL MY TONGUE ALONG THE PATTERN MADE OUT OF WATER AND LIGHT, AND HE TOSS HIS HEAD FROM SIDE TO SIDE, WHIMPERING AND STRUGGLING. MY HANDS ON HIS BACK ARE GOING DEEPER AND DEEPER, AND SO IS MY MOUTH ON HIS FRONT. I CAN SEE THE LONG, LOOSE ENDS OF THE SLIVERY RIBBON FLOATING AROUND OUR FEET AS HE RUBBED HIS BACK FANATICAL AGAINST MY HAND AND THE SMOOTH, SLIPPERY STONE BEHIND HIM, WHITE SOFTNESS AGAINST DARK HARDNESS. HE ARCHED INTO ME WITH A LONG, HIGH SCREAM, AFTER I STOP PLAYING AROUND WITH HIM FOR NOW, AND TASTE WHERE HE WANTED TO BE TASTED. HE DIDN’T KNOW IF HE WANTS TO TRUST FORWARD OR BACKWARDS AT FIRST, AND SO HE MOVED IN AN FAST AND UNSTEADY RHYTHM AROUND. HE IS THAT WORKED OUT FROM ALL MY PLAYING AND TEASING EARLIER THAT IT DIDN’T TAKE LONG AND HE ARCHED INTO ME WITH A LONG SCREAM….
“Yami”
AS I FINISHED WITH ENJOYING THAT SALTY-SWEET TASTE, I REACH AROUND THE STONE, WHICH GET WARMER AND WARMER BY THE BODY HEATH FROM THE SMALL, HEAVILY PANTING FORM BEFORE ME. I TAKE A HOLD ON THE SILVERY BOW WHICH KEPT THAT LITTLE HANDS IN CHECK AND UNBOUND THEM.
INSTANTLY THEY TANGLE IN MY HAIR TO STROKE AND PET, AS I FOLLOW THE RIVERS ON THE SHINY PALE SKIN BACK UPWARDS. THE FOUNTAIN IS STILL SHOWERING US WITH ITS COOL SPRAY, AND THE MOON SHINING THROUGH THAT CURTAIN OF WETNESS WAS CAUGHT BY EACH DROP AND MADE IT GLITTER LIKE DIAMONDS. THE RIBBON I STILL HAVE IN MY HAND, CLINCHED EASILY ON HIS BODY AND SLIDE TICKLING OVER HIM AS I MOVED MY HAND AND MOUTH UP AND UP UNTIL I STAND AGAIN UPRIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM. I GIVE THOSE TEMPTING, ROSY LIPS A BRUISING KISS, MAKE HIM BREATHLESS ONCE MORE. THE SMALL HANDS ARE HOLDING TIGHTLY ON MY UPPER ARMS FOR SUPPORT, AS HIS SHAKY, WEAK KNEES ARE NEARLY GIVING IN UNDER HIM.
“Yami”
NEXT I TURN HIM AROUND SWIFTLY, AND HE DIDN’T RESIST THE SLIGHTEST BIT IN HIS DAZED STATE. HE BRACED HIS ELBOWS AGAINST THE STONE AND LAID HIS FOREHEAD ON HIS HANDS, AS I START TO ROAM HIS BACK, I MAKE SURE TO KISS AND LICK EVERY INCH OF SKIN. AS I MAKE MY WAY DOWNWARDS AGAIN I LEFT MARKS AND BRUISES BEHIND ON THE PORCELAIN PLANE. HE TREMBLES TERRIBLE UNDER ME AT THE TIME I REACH THAT PERT LITTLE ASS OF HIS. MOAN AFTER DELICIOUS MOAN FALL FROM KISS-SWOLLEN LIPS AS I DEVOUR THE SUPPLE SKIN BEFORE ME WITH SOFT KISSES AND HARSH NIPS, AND HE LEAN INTO THE TOUCHES FORE MORE, HIS BACK ARCHING AND HIS HIPS BUCKING SHAMELESS.
“Yami!”
I STAND UP AGAIN WHEN I’M SATISFIED WITH HIS REACTION AND ALL THE WANTONLY, ENCOURAGING SOUNDS HE MAKE. I SLIDE AN ARM AROUND HIS WAIST AND GRIND AGAINST HIS BACK, WHILE I TOOK AN HOLD ON HIS CHIN WITH MY OTHER TO TURN HIS FACE OVER HIS SHOULDER AND KISS HIM DEEPLY.
“YAMI!”
HUNGRILY HE FIGHT BACK, AND I GROAN LOUD IN HIS SWEET MOUTH AS HE STARRED UP AT ME WITH LUST-FILLED, DARK VIOLET EYES, ASKING FOR MORE THAT WAY SINCE HE CAN’T FORM A CLEAR SENTENCE SINCE QUITE A WHILE NOW, HIS MIND TOO FOGGY, HIS BODY CRAVING TO BE CLAIMED BY ME, AND THAT IS WHAT I DO WITH A FAST, SWIFT TRUST…. AUA!!!” ( O_O YAMI! YOU TOO?!)
While he was talking, Yamis expression has gotten more and more dreamy, his eyes darken once more and he licked over his lips as if he really tasted something delicious on them. And how someone could scream from the top of his lungs that way and still sound at the same time that… tempting and seductively… was beyond Yugis grasp.
But since his struggling as well as his calling was ignored Yugi simply stomped on his Yamis booth-clad foot to snap him effectively back from la-la-land to reality. He must put them back on after he climbed back in the class without him noticing it.
Yami was always fast in getting in his clothes.
Nearly as fast as he was by getting out of them…
“You seam to know that fountain quite a lot! And in case you have forgotten, Ryou has still brown eyes. But I think you have won anyway, since it looks like you have knocked out Bakuras brain!” Both Marik and Yami looked out to said thief, while Malik muttered something that sounded like “Take that, thief! HA!” with a gleefully glare and still save in his Yamis embrace, as well as Yugi was in his pharaoh’s. Bakura starred with his mouth wide open back to the puzzle spirit. He hadn’t noticed Yami’s ’mistake’ about the eye color, so caught up in the tale was he. Then, after another long silence he shock his head, looked at the teen still lying under him quietly, and looked back at the former pharaoh. Everyone waited in silence for him to say or do something.
“HEY! ‘YOUR SHORTNESS‘, WHERE CAN I GET THAT SILVER RIBBON?!”
“See? It‘s like I told you!“ Malik said with a smirk. “It look like Marik isn‘t the only pervert, and the Yamis are all like that. It must be the long time they didn’t getting something. The long time without company, of being trapped and all alone… Either this behavior is normal for a Yami, to act like that, or ours are just special!“ “But of cause I‘m special, Hikari-pretty! You can‘t find another one like me in the whole world, no matter how long you will search!“ said Marik happily and cuddled the growling teen. “Thanks god for that mercy“ he murmured, while he fight against the tanned hands always going for the button of his pants, while he ignored the winning sounds of his other half.
Malik turned toward Yugi with a triumphing look and raised an eyebrow: “Now look, Yugi, your pharaoh doesn’t know any shame, just like we told you! Yugi! Yugi? Wow, and here I thought Yugi is a human, like all of us! Doesn’t he need air?” he asked the former pharaoh, who was holding Yugi against his chest possessively all the while, one of his hands buried in his dark hair to press his face flush against the taller form before him.
Yami looked down to see Yugi struggling against his hold and waving his hands around, and let go of him with a guilty “Sorry, Aibou.”
“AIR!” gasped the teen, nearly violet in the face from the lack of air: “Do you want to kill me, so Bakura doesn’t get me, or what was that?! I called you all the time!”
/Sorry, but when there's someone to tie you up, then ‘I’ am that someone, not some brainless thief!/ he said possessively, and he didn’t even try to deny at all that he somehow liked the idea (just a little bit, or a little bit more?), even if it came from the albino thief.
“Do you really think, Ryou would let him do this?” asked Marik with a smirk.
“No, I bet that thief will sleep on the couch for the next few weeks for saying all that stuff, as soon as they are at home and alone.” And Malik didn’t sound at last a little bit sad about that, as he also smirked.
“Yes, sure I know how challenging Malik can be if he wants, Bakura. “ answered Ryou thoughtfully the (a lot) earlier asked question, late but anyway. Who cares after such a nice distraction as a kiss from his Yami was. He looked at the other thoughtfully as he got his attention back from daydreams about water and fountains and silver ribbons after Yami’s yelling: “And now, after you told them all about that little plan of yours, their Yamis are on their guard as soon as they lay eye on you, snarling and growling, and now it will be hard to catch them alone for the next time, and maybe Yami and Marik will even team up to hunt you down and make sure you roast in the deepest hell existing! Or even make a deeper one, just for you and your loose mouth. You better learn to shut up soon, instead of telling everyone all of your plans before you can carry them out! But maybe we get a chance to lock Marik and Yami away somewhere for a while, maybe when they dueling with each other, so they are out of the way for a little time. Because I don’t want you to kill them. Not that I think they would let you, but anyway. Yugi and Malik would be very sad and then they’ll refuse to cooperate with us.” [11] Ryou said to his dark half as they parted for air again, after catching their breath a little. “Yeah, but I’m the great thief king Bakura, I can steal whatever I want, whenever I want and there is no one in the world to stop me!!! But well, we can make up a decent plan for that later, there will be plenty of time to get back at them for all they had done in this and all their past lives. Because for the moment I have something more satisfying in my mind for the both of us, my sweet little Hikari.” Ryou couldn’t suppress the moan deep in his throat as Bakura let glittering drops of water fall from his still wet hair onto his still exposed stomach. He watched them trailing a path over white, sensitive skin, until he leaned down and licked them away lovingly, tickling the smaller one in the progress.
“Marik was right, you have no shame!?” Yugi tried to glare at the former pharaoh after he caught his breath, his blush now beyond a tomato, after feeling some not very innocent thoughts and pictures coming through their mind link from his dark. Yami stared right back at him, his smile getting wider and wider with every passing second as he really pictured Yugi tied up like Bakura so nicely had ‘suggested‘.
Suddenly Yami took a fast step forward and pulled the smaller one into a strong hug. “You’re so cute when you pout like that, you know that, little one?” “I’m not pouting! I tried to be angry at you for all that embarrassing screaming with Bakura, in case you already forgot about that!” Yami just smiled more. “Then try again, because you can’t glare too well. You always look pouting, adorable and sweet. You’re way too cute for glaring, no matter what.”
// And you’re not really angry at me, right?// asked Yami through their mind link //I was just telling a story, and I know I’m better than that dirty thief! He can’t challenge me and win! //
/But did you really have to…/ Yami smirked slyly as Yugi trailed of, too embarrassed to even think about it.
/It was just a story, Hikari. As you heard, I was talking about a silver ribbon.
And I don’t remember that there was a silver one… A violet one, yes, that I remember well, but a silver…/
//That’s the same!// but his protest was less then halfhearted by now, with Yamis eyes roaming over his whole body and Yamis hungry feelings running through their shared link, increasing the burning in his veins the dark one had stirred not long ago in him. And the ’story’ did its share as well to let the fact that he was still in school again slip from his hazy mind.
Yami bent down to the smaller one and caught his lips in a chaste kiss.
“Sorry, can’t resist, little one!” he said with a smirk, knowing that everyone was still watching them wide eyed, as they broke apart, drowning in each others eyes. “Who cared about the others!” Yugi said huskily, looking at Yami also with ravenous eyes. He was already embarrassed, so it really didn’t matter any longer what he will do next, it couldn’t get any worse now. “Let them stare and have a good show to watch, they are just jealous that I have you and they don’t. Besides, I don’t plan to go to school the rest of the week anyway.” “So you mean I have you for the whole week, all to myself?” Yami asked happily, smiling brightly. “We made out in front of the whole class! They will never stop teasing me about it, as soon as they come back to their senses, after the shock you gave them with your yelling!” “Then I sent them to the shadow realm!” “No, you don’t do that, Yami! Their parents would properly search for them.” “Or thank me for getting rid off their brats! And what if I just mind crush them?” Yami asked hopefully. “No, you also don’t do that. I wish I could stay away from here for the rest of my life! But a week is also not bad. And I think you know better things to do then to play with strangers, when you can play with me instead!? Right, my Darkness…?” Yugi asked teasingly and with a smirk of his own he laid one arm around his Yami's waist and the other on his neck. He dragged him down into a more passionate kiss, while grinding their hips together. At that both males moaned into each others mouth.
/A little impatient, aren't we?/
//You are the one making me wait that long by chasing Bakura! Now bear with me…//
The hand on his Yami's waist wandered over the warm skin down to the hem of the dark pants, curios, searching fingertips slipped under the fabric, teasing the spirit until he started to squirm a little under his tickling light touches and arched into the younger one. Yugi let his fingers dance between the small space between the hem of the black leather and the soft toned skin, tickling him there, as he stretched himself a little and stole another kiss from the others gentle lips. Yami groaned slightly, as delicate fingertips refused to go upwards and stop their teasingly slow movements, but also not going deeper down to more…satisfying…places and a proper grab. /But Yugi… What has gotten into you all of a sudden/ Yami teased him with a smirk, as Yugi ground into him more and harder. //Nothing until now// Yugi couldn’t look the other in the eyes, as he bit his lip before he said sweetly through their shared link of souls: //but hopefully you can change that soon// Yami's eyes widened a bit in surprise and even more in anticipation at the forwardness of the normally shy boy, pressing harder into him, while he kissed him again with as much hunger and lust as he could muster. “Let’s go?!” he whispered into Yugi’s ear promising, after breaking the kiss to take a very much needed breath of air. Yugi only nodded as he licked over his lips to savor the unique flavor of his other self’s addictive taste, like sugar and sweet under his tongue.
The teacher didn’t believe what she had heard moments ago! What kind of school was this, with such weird people going in and out like it belonged to them!!! She saw both of the spiky haired teens walking away from the spot they had been talking as well as making out before. The taller of the two, still with most of his clothes in one hand, shoved the one who looked like his little brother towards the door. “We’re off.” the stranger called back and grinned in a very un-brotherly way at the shorter one, his hand firmly at the boy’s ass, where he pinched and patted him, as he hurried toward the door, dragging the giggling other one with him. “Yeah, have fun, pharaoh. And don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!” one of the blond couple shouted after them, his chuckle making the teacher blush as she could guess what they were up too. “Yeah, sure, like I’m a sick psycho like you!” muttered he back.
“Oh, and before I forget“ Yami turned around to the teacher after they passed by her table “Yugi will not came back to school for the rest of the week!“
“Then I need a note with an explanation, an excuse why he can‘t come! And it should better be a good one!“ she got surprisingly out without stuttering. (Wow, she can talk!)
“Excuse? I‘m the pharaoh and I say so, isn‘t that enough?“
“No, it isn‘t! If I don’t get a proper one, he will get detention!“
“You can‘t do that! He couldn’t…“ but before he could continue with whatever he was about to say he was distracted by his Hikari. Because Yugi was bored by all that talking and choose this very moment to lay his hands on his darks waist and slowly trailed them around and put them in the back pockets of the tight leather pants. Violet eyes blinked innocently up in surprised ruby ones, and after a long moment of just starring on each other, Yami tore his gaze away from the smaller boy in his arms to look back at the teacher.
“As I was about to say…“ but he was again cut short as he felt a warm tongue lick slowly over his still exposed chest. As he looked down at his Hikari he got the same innocent ‘I-didn’t-do anything‘-look back as before. He tried again to talk.
“…he can‘t come…“
Yami continued until he felt warm lips wander over his shoulder.
“…because he…“
A slow lick over his chest, from one side to the other, and he got another sweet smile as he looked down at him.
“…because he…“
Yugi licked or bite every part of skin he could reach as soon as Yami did so much as open his mouth to talk.
“…because…“ He closed his eyes for a moment as he felt his others warm lips as they briefly brushed over his nipples.
“Yugi…don’t…“
“What? I haven’t done anything.“
Yami blinked a few times, and looked back up to the waiting teacher, so he can tell her why Yugi can‘t go to school for the rest of the day and week, and then get the hell out of there. But seemingly Yugi had other plans…
“…because he…“
tried the former pharaoh again, but he was again distracted by his Aibou. And this time all of his thoughts flew from his mind for a moment, as Yugi sucked hard at one of his nubs, and the hands in his pockets began to move, to grope and fondle him there slow and lovingly through the dark material. But all of a sudden they where gone, and the lips attached to his skin withdraw, and Yami couldn’t suppress the growl of disappointment as Yugi didn’t leant as close against him as just seconds before. And now he could hear the teachers coughing, which had disrupted the teen in his actions.
“I hope you don’t want to tell me that he‘s ill, because to me he look all right!“
Yugi ignored her sarcastic voice completely now, even if he blushed a little, as he let a finger fall from the others collarbone, over slightly tanned skin and down to the button of too tight leather pants, as he heard his Yami growl again at the women sitting at her desk. No doubt that he want to kill her for always ruining his fun, and holding him away from who he wanted.
“Don’t worry, I have a good excuse for you: How about: ‘He couldn’t come because he was too sore to walk‘ Aua! Yugi!“ Yugi smiled up to him sweetly and padded Yami‘s ass where he just had pinched him. “And don’t worry, Aibou, I know how much you hate lying. So I will make sure that it isn‘t a lie!“ And after growling that he shoved the giggling boy finally out of the door, and they left behind the dumbfounded teacher starring at their backs…
She tore her gaze away from the taller one’s ass to look around her class again as the door closed behind them and they where gone for real…
This must be some sort of contagious, one after the other seems to make out with someone who looks like his older brother with spikier hair and without any trace of shame or manners…[12]
After a short moment she heard the sound of a door opening and closing not far away, meaning the two of the spiky haired are not gone straight home.
‘Wasn’t that the empty room across the hallway?’
Shuffling was heard, as if someone was bumping blindly around and running into several things. Then grunts and muffled words and more moans where heard, and she looked blushingly away from the door.
Her gaze fell straight back to the table and the other look-alike-couple in the class, just in time to see the next part of the spectacle:
The taller of the two blondes stood up from the table they sat on the whole time, his mouth and hands still all over the teen in his lap, who had his legs around the others waist, one hand tangled in spiky hair and the other around his neck. Kissing and snapping at each other they make their way through the room and toward the women, growling and groaning.
“Hey, you! Open the closet!” Marik glared at the teacher, who didn’t reacted to the grumpy tone. “Now!” And he shrugged to the large closed behind her, but enough was enough: “How do you talk with me!? Didn’t you have any respect or manners?” The taller blonde raised an eyebrow in amusement at her outburst, while Malik reached toward the door and tried at the same time to lick at Marik’s neck, without overbalancing them and make them falling hard at the ground. As the door snapped open, Malik struggled out of his shirt and throw it away carelessly, before he brought his attention back to Marik’s neck.
“Respect or manners? For what would I need that crap! Next thing you told me is that I can’t just kill people like I want!” And laughing he brought his Hikari to the closet and gave the women a last warning glare: “Dare to open that door and you wish you were never born!”
Malik somehow managed it to get his Yami out of his shirt too, and waved with it toward the teacher with a grin: “And don’t think that he’s just kidding!” The poor women gaped at then, and paled as Marik glared at her for starring at his Hikari, before Malik liked over a sensitive spot by his ear, and he let out a purr and tilt his head to the side so Malik had more room to work. His hands tighten on the saner ones ass, before he detached one of his hands from its comfortable place. He made a quick movement and opened the buttons of their pants. But after a loud cough of the teacher (she just had to do that all the time!!! Die!) Marik told her with an angry glare “Remember, bitch! Disturb us, and you will never do it again!” and he closed the door with a loud bang to take proper care of his Hikari-pretty.
Terrified she looked away from her closet ’He was just kidding, no way he meant what he said…’ but she was not really sure after seeing that glare…
And then her eyes found the last couple still laying on the ground outside the window, busy with eating each other, by the look of it…
Thankfully they had still all of their clothes on, even if they where all wet and dirty. But like as if on clue, the taller striped off his shirt and rolled them around, and the shirt the teen was wearing was also gone in the blink of an eye. Ryou leaned down to claim another hungry kiss from the one under him while straddling his waist and grinding his hips downward. Two turns and soundly kisses later, he was again sitting on the other white haired male, and reached down for the zippers of their pants. The teacher couldn’t see if he pulled them really down, or if he was just teasing his partner because said one rolled them over again.
And they rolled.
And rolled.
And rolled straight under some bushes where they where out of eye- but not ear-shot.
Loud moans could be heard from outside the door, outside the window and from inside the class.
“Well, well.” said the teacher resigning “That make 3 detentions for the crazy boys, and a little present for me, because now I know and understand why my predecessor had all that high percentage Rum hidden in his drawer.” and she took a bottle of booze out of the desk, which was hidden in its depths from the last teacher using it.
“Welcome to Sodom and Gomorrah!
Dear Lord help me!”
And she downed more than a little of the liquid…
END
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That was it, I can‘t believe it.
Poor teacher…
Please don’t ask where all of this came from, let me just say it was the Internet. Yes, I read too much fan fiction and not all are made for children…that have to be it, yes...
I hope you liked it, because it was so much fun to make it, even if it is a lot longer then I had planned it to be…
Well, it just happened..
Thank you very much for reading this, and for your comments.
[10] O_O BAKURA! What are you talking about!
[11] O_O RYOU??!! You should protest against that, and NOT agree with him!!!!
[12] She is talking about Malik/Marik and Ryou/Bakura, both couples are again making out heavily…
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And what happened to Anzu, since Malik (accidentally) saved her from her fate of being sent to the shadow realm by his boyfriend?
(Or better, he saved the monsters from their doom.)
Well, just let me tell you that, one day, Marik found a very beautiful bracelet he wanted to give his lover.
So he walked out from the jeweler, thinking about how good it will look on Malik, and all he need to do now is finding a decent packing to present it to his friend.
“Hmmm…. Who can I use for that…?”
And it happen that Anzu choose just this moment to show up from nowhere and tell him about the great thing called friendship….
THE END