Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Insert Cool Yu-Gi-Oh! Related Title ❯ Chapter Eighteen: Interesting Facts and Delicious Honey ( Chapter 18 )

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//Are the yami mentally speaking to their hikari.//
/Are the hikari mentally speaking to their yami./
And Italics are thoughts.


Chapter Eighteen: Interesting Facts and Delicious Honey

Ryou gulped and nodded again. He tried to relax, but Bakura's movements were keeping him from being able to do anything except calm down. He suddenly yelled out slightly as he felt one of Bakura's fingers slowly enter him.

Oh, GOD! Oh! That feels sooooo…. Ooohhh!!!!

Ryou closed his eyes and leaned into Bakura for support. He moaned into Bakura's mind link and earned himself a laugh from Bakura. //Like that?// The ancient spirit withdrew the digit and Ryou gasped at the sensation. He whimpered into Bakura's ear, begging for more. Bakura was more than happy to comply. Again Ryou gasped as Bakura inserted the same finger, but this time faster, and withdrew it almost at once.

/Do that again!/ The white haired boy pleaded.

Bakura did, and again he withdrew, then inserted and withdrew, repeating the same movements over and over again, till the boy in his arms was panting and thrusting into his waist. Bakura really found it amusing. Ryou stopped and squealed slightly as his yami added another finger. /Tell me when you've adjusted./

Almost immediately Ryou replied, /Now! I'm fine now! Please! Keep… Keep doing that! What you were doing!/

Bakura had to fight to not laugh so loud that his hikari would fall away. //Well, you're certainly eager, ne, Ryou?// Bakura began the same in and out steady motion as before.

Ryou tightened his grasp around Bakura's neck, moaning out loud, /This feels so wonderful, Bakura… Please don't stop!/ Bakura quickened the pace wondering if his hikari would enjoy that too. The strained cries of passion told him that Ryou did. He began wiggling his two fingers inside of the boy almost giddy with amusement at Ryou's sudden loud cry and sharp thrust and arching back. "Oh God!!!" The smaller boy let out a pained whine as he fell forwards onto Bakura, his arms visibly shaking, just like the rest of his body. He withered and moaned and cried all at once, the invisible tears streaking down his rosy cheeks. "Oooh!!!"

The tomb robber could feel the other boy's legs pressing into his sides. //Are you enjoying that?// Ryou didn't answer, but gasped a lust filled moan into their mind link. Bakura chuckled again. //I'll take that as a yes. Heh, heh… But, wait…// "There's more…" he whispered huskily into Ryou's ear, then he withdrew his fingers from within the boy and lowered him onto the bed.

Ryou's trembling form easily fell as Bakura laid him down. His mind was foggy and all he could think about was the sweet pleasure that had been taken away from him. He whimpered as Bakura untangled his arms from himself and pulled away. He groaned at the loss of contact begging through pants and moans for it to return. He gasped as he felt Bakura place himself on top of his body, the weight and pressure a delectable treat after the feeling of cold absence. Ryou bent his legs and threw one over Bakura's waist and onto his back, lightly rubbing himself against the taller boy seeking out the long desired friction. He heard his yami laugh and gasped as his other self began licking and biting his pale skin. A frosted dew of sweat broke out over Ryou's white alabaster skin as Bakura ground his hips into Ryou's crotch eliciting a high pitched squeal from his hikari's throat. //Patience Ryou…//

The white haired boy whimpered. /You feel too good!/ He was near crying visibly. /Oh, God!! Touch me!!!/

Bakura broke down in a fit of laughter and buried his face in Ryou's chest. //Haha! Ooh! You are toooo cute!// He nuzzled Ryou's stomach, tickling the boy, and getting a good thwack on the head for doing so.

/Damned it, not like that!!!/ Ryou giggling uncontrollably as Bakura continued tickling him. The ancient spirit stopped suddenly and licked Ryou's navel like a popsicle, causing the boy under himself to moan out loud again. His hands became quite busy running their nails precariously close to Ryou's hardened member, as they migrated over the sensitive skin, evoking a loud sound of delirious pleasure from his hikari.

Bakura's long, wet tongue followed the narrow path down Ryou's abdomen and slowly, painfully slowly, lapped at the precious skin leading to the tip of Ryou's begging erection. Ryou's heart skipped a few beats as the air in his lungs fought to get out. He gasped and dug his nails into the mattress, throwing his head back in seeming pain, cursing every god Bakura had ever mentioned, hoping, pleading, and begging Bakura to not let him dangle over the pit of insatiable desire any longer. //For the love of God, Bakura!!/ He thrusted up into the light kisses and soft caresses from the ancient spirit's lips. /Please!! Take me!!!/

Bakura engulfed the whole of Ryou`s length in seconds after the agonizingly torture of the slow, exquisite teasing. Ryou, of course, stopped breathing. He would have died right then and there of asphyxiation, frozen in mid scream, had it not been for the hard suck that Bakura venerated upon Ryou. It brought him around at once and the deep passionate scream blew past his lips and into the hot night. "OH GOD!!!!" He arched his back and screamed again as he came in Bakura's mouth unintentionally. He fell back down, gasping and panting, his eyes drooping back into the dark recesses of his head. His exhausted body sagged, falling against the ruffled and clawed sheets, only somewhat taking note that his yami`s lips were still on him. He let the lethargic dark of sleep claim him, although he struggled to stay awake, only slightly holding a semblance of an idea as to what had just happened, but the gentle cooing and soft, delicate fingertips brushing the sweat soaked hair out of his face assured him everything was fine, everything was wonderful.

"Everything is perfect… Go to sleep, Ryou," Bakura spoke stroking the silent form of his hikari. "I'll stay here with you. I'll always stay with you." He leaned down and softly gave a warm kiss to Ryou's forehead and laid down next to the slumbering boy, pulling the tossed bed covers over themselves. "Even after I corrupt and destroy you, hikari… I'll still stay with you."

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Kaiba continued to stare at the now obviously sleeping blond. He was miffed, to say the least. He had actually half hoped he could get an annoyed reaction from the other boy. Possibly get him to stand up in class and yell out obscenities just so that Kaiba would have a reason to kick his ass again. He frowned even more. He had come to almost enjoy the pointless verbal and physical conflict Jounouchi caused. Unfortunately, there was something very odd and very wrong with Jounouchi today. He looked freakishly tired and morbidly depressed.

He didn't even once try to fight back…

Kaiba was, to put in common terms, very confused.

The mutt's supposed to be one of those happy-go-lucky buffoons all the time. What the hell's going on? I mean, not that I care, but… It's bothering me. Anything that bothers me, I will destroy.

Kaiba got a look of determination. He figured, he'd fine out what the hell was affecting the mutt so damned much, then kill it, and return to his daily bouts of infuriating the blond, just like always. After all, the young CEO was a creature of planed out routine and rigorous habit. He hated when things didn't go his way, or when things interfered with his stuff. That last statement kind of made the brunette furrow his eyebrows.

My stuff?

The CEO waived the thought away, in favor of glaring again at the blond.

Well… Let's see what's bothering the boy..?

Kaiba tore out a sheet of paper from his notebook and crumbled it up. He took aim.

* * * * * * * * * *

Ryou leaned his head onto his propped up elbow and sighed. He sat in class, daydreaming, ignoring the teacher and reminiscing about earlier that morning.

Bakura didn't take me all the way…

Ryou blushed lightly as he thought back to the previous night.

I didn't… I didn't even know… I had no idea it could feel so good.

The white haired boy smiled a lazy grin as he sauntered deeper into his arms as he laid his head down onto his desk.

Bakura's so… Sweet. Really. Heh… And he loves me! Ah! I could die, I feel so wonderful!

Ryou giggled stupidly. The girl that sat next to him looked at him rather funny, but shrugged. Ryou didn't notice or didn't care. He was busy in his own travels down memory lane…

~ * ~ * F L A S H B A C K * ~ * ~

The bird's had been chirping and the sun was unusually brighter than most dawns. The cold chill of the early morning stayed only as a lingering specter of the night's long visits. Ryou awoke to the sounds of the plumed singing and stretched lightly, suddenly noticing that something was laying next to him. The first thought that came to Ryou's mind quickly vanished, its false alarm replaced with a huge blood rush induced blush that thoroughly saturated his entire body. Of course, he realized he was naked, and that the `something' laying next to him was his sweetly, sound asleep yami. After Ryou calmed down, he vented his lungs with a loud sigh as the previous night's deeds rushed to his mind once again.

Oh, yeah. That's right. We had… I mean… We… Yeah.

Ryou grinned and scooted closer to his darker self. He loved watching Bakura sleep.

He always looks so much more… Not evil… When he's asleep.

The white haired hikari reached out and stroked the ancient spirit's silver hair.

He didn't… Do what I thought he was going to do… Last night, I mean. I thought he was going to…

Ryou noticed a pleased smile pass alongst his yami's lips.

/Bakura? Are you awake?/

//Hm?// Bakura answered turning onto his back and stretching his limbs. //Yeah. I'm awake. You?// He asked, still obviously groggy, Ryou noticed.

Otherwise he wouldn't have asked if I was awake.

Ryou giggled. /No, baka. I'm still asleep./

//Aw… That sucks.// Bakura pouted. //Guess that just means I'm not gonna be able to kiss you or anything.//

/Oh! I'm awake! I'm awake!/ Ryou giggled again. He really felt like he was in heaven right now.

Bakura laughed. //Oh, sure! Only when it's convenient to you, eh?// He opened his eyes and looked up to notice his hikari smiling down at him. "How you feeling?"

Ryou smiled with his whole face and leaned down to rest his head on Bakura's chest. "Wonderful," he sighed. "I'm feeling just absolutely wonderful!"

"Well, that's good. `Cause you're about to be late for school. Again."

"What!?!" Ryou shot up, out of bed and ran down the hall to glare at the clock on the wall. "Ah, hell!" He ran back to his room, and noticed that, yes, he was stark naked, of course, only after opening the door and meeting the rather perceptive gaze of his grinning yami.

"Now twirl around three times and say, `There's no place like home!'" Bakura commanded.

Ryou blushed furiously and slammed the door shut again. He could only imagine his yami falling out of bed as he heard an abhorrent amount of laughter followed by a dull sounding smack.

Serves him right.

The white haired kid stalked off to the bathroom, admittedly, chuckling to himself, and turned on the shower. Late or not, he couldn't go to class like he was. Another bout of nervous laughter hit him.

I smell like sex.

The water soon reached his desired temperature and he gingerly stepped in, taking a deep breath and letting the water travel down the white expanse of pale, smooth skin.

//Hey, Ryou?//

The boy jumped and nearly slipped and fell in the tub.

//Uh, you OK?// Bakura asked concerned. //Should I go in there?//

/No! I'm fine, I'm fine!/ Ryou reassured. /You just startled me. Where are you?/

//Kitchen. I was gonna ask what you want to eat. There's some left over pancake crap, or I can make, uh… Egg? Um… Ugh! Ew… What is that? Ryou, you really need to clean out the fridge. There's like, cafeteria food in here... Or something.//

Ryou smiled and leaned against the shower wall.

That's soooo sweet! He wants to make me breakfast again! Aww…

Ryou was about to shed tears of happiness when Bakura proceeded to enlighten his hikari.

//Whoo! I love this fire making thing! Damned, Ryou, this stove is awesome!//

Ryou laughed, shaking his head.

Should have known there was an ulterior motive.

/Pancakes sound good. You make them really delicious./

//Of course I do. The secret ingredient is love.//

Ryou busted out laughing. /Love?!/ he asked as he began to wash himself clean from the night's previous activities.

//Yup. Says so right on the box!//

The white haired hikari nearly dropped the soap and keeled over in a fit of laughter. /Bakura! That… Never mind. I'll be there in about five minutes,/ he spoke rinsing himself once more before turning off the water. He pulled the overly decorative shower curtain back, mentally taking note to get rid of the flashy thing, and stepped out. After pulling a towel out and drying himself, he wrapped it around his waist and walked back in the hallway and over to his room.

Bakura began whistling as he dumped the last slightly burnt pancake onto the stack of other also slightly burnt pancakes. "Ah, perfect!" he smiled and tossed them onto the table, defying gravity in the process.

Ryou walked in, comfortably fitted in his usual daily school uniform, to find his yami rummaging around in the pantry. "What are you looking for?"

"The honey. I know I put it back in here… Oh, there it is! Duh. Right in front of me the whole time." He took the bottle out and walked over to the table followed by his hikari. "Funny how sometimes you miss things, even when they're right in front of your face, huh?"

Ryou smiled and sat down. "Yeah. I know what you mean." He watched as his yami dripped the delectable syrupy liquid all over the sweet, slightly burnt bread, suddenly wanting very badly, for the ancient spirit to pour in all over his own flesh and to lick it off with his very hot, very arousing tongue.

"You know, Ryou, I wanna drip this all over your sweet body and lick it off of you with my tongue."

Ryou's eyes widened at the oh, so, coincidental statement. "That… That'd be nice," he blushed and cut into the pancake, bringing a small amount to his mouth.

"Really? Good. Later tonight then?"

Ryou coughed and motioned for something to drink. Bakura quickly handed him a glass of apple juice. He took it and drank swiftly, then looked back to Bakura rather sheepishly, not really knowing what to say. He began eating again. "Actually… I wanted to ask you something, about last night."

"Ask away." Bakura, after having determined that his hikari was no longer in danger of choking again, sat down opposite to him at the table. "Well?" he asked after the long silence procured by his lighter self.

"Well… Why… I was just wondering why you didn't… You know…Um…"

"Screw you in the ass?" Bakura calmly finished for him.

Ryou sweat dropped. "Uh… Yeah."

Bakura shrugged. "I was gonna, but then I realized that you were no where near mentally ready for something like that. At least not yet. Hell, you came almost as soon as my lips touched your cock. You wouldn't have lasted 5 seconds with me inside you. Probably would have fainted…" Bakura stopped talking as he quickly noticed the red face of his other, and the look of shame on it. "Hey, Ryou."

"I'm sorry," the white haired angel spoke, a hint of sad distress evident in his eyes.

I had no idea that I was that bad!

"Wow, wait, Ryou, what are you talking about?" Bakura suddenly realized what he'd said and how it had probably sounded to the other boy.

Oh, duh! Moron.

He chuckled as he got up and went to sit next to his sniffing aibou. He leaned in a kissed him on the lips. "You have nothing to apologize for, hikari. You were wonderful."

Ryou sniffed again, fighting back tears. "But you just said-"

"I said, that you were not prepared mentally. You aren't. You know you're not."

Ryou closed his eyes and leaned into his yami's touch, sighing as his arms snaked around himself. He nodded into his chest. "Yeah." It was true. The very thought of it scared him, actually. /I'm not ready, but I wanna be! Bakura, I do!"

//Shhh, calm down. I know you do. You will be. There's no rush, Ryou. Besides,// he leaned in again and pressed his lips to Ryou's eager mouth, tasting faint traces of honey. "You're to delicious a treat to rush.//

Ryou blushed again and grinned a small smile. "I love you."

Bakura narrowed his eyes and smiled. He would have looked sinister and evil to any other entity on Earth, except to Ryou. He knew Bakura's expressions. He knew this one to be one of his more sincere smiles. "I love you too," the tomb robber whispered and captured Ryou's lips again. He was highly startled though, when the other boy pulled away with a somewhat frantic look in his eyes.

"I almost forgot!" Said boy got up and ran back to his room.

"What? Huh? What?!" Bakura watched as the white haired boy ran back into the kitchen, out the kitchen, past the living room, and into the hallway.

"I'm late for school!" With that said, he ran out the front door and down the block, hoping he could still catch his bus and hopefully, get to class on time.

"But…" Bakura was left sitting all alone. He scoffed at the though of having been, yet again, left unfulfilled halfway through, his actions still unrealized. "Ryou's gotta stop doing this!"

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Well, at least I made it on time. So that means no detention, which means I get to go home right after school, which means that soon I'll be covered in sweet honey with Bakura licking me up and down, heh, heh…

Ryou turned red again and fought to keep from bursting into a fit of giggles. He looked up again and this time noticed that the girl that sat next to his seat was looking at him funny again. He looked away, but suddenly noticed that she wasn't the only one looking at him. In fact, the whole class's eyes were on him. "Uh…"

"Bakura, Ryou!"

"Ah!" he shrieked at the teachers loud voice.

"Detention!"

The whole class began a chorus of laughter.

"Aw…" Ryou sunk into his seat, defining the word, `beet red', as he mentally cursed.

This sucks!

* * * * * * * * * *

"Kaiba! Jounouchi!" Ms. Akino-san spoke exasperatedly. "Oh! I seriously don't know what to do with you two!" The lunch bell had already rung for D-12 and now only a stressed Akino-san, a miffed Kaiba and a tired Jounouchi remained in the class room. "Why can't you two get along?!"

"He started it!" Jounouchi began. "I was minding my own business when the bastard starts throwing paper at me! So, being the cool and composed person that I am, I ignore him. Then, he throws a desk at me!!! A DESK!!!!" the blond yelled, arms waiving around comically to express his point. "A freaking DESK!!!"

"Hmph. You shouldn't have ignored me."

"You jerk! You could have killed me!"

"OK, OK, calm down," Akino sighed. "Kaiba, it was wrong of you to throw a desk at Jounouchi. And you, Jounouchi, it was also wrong of you to throw a desk back. And a fellow student."

Jounouchi cringed. He hadn't really meant to do that. "Yeah, well, he asked for it!"

Akino sighed again. I'm afraid I'm going to have to give you both detention for the rest of this week… Oh, wait. You already have that, don't you?" she sighed and shook her head. "OK… I suppose… Ugh. I don't know. They could suspend you two, you know," she added giving them both nasty looks. "Community service."

Both Kaiba and Jounouchi looked on in baffled silence, followed by, "WHAT?!"

"Both of you will have to complete10 full hours of community service for the school."

Kaiba still stared on in pure horror, while Jounouchi took the more vocal approach. "Hell! Hell! Damn! And hell! You sick ass jerk! Look at what you've done now!" he accused the scowling CEO.

"Me?!" Kaiba retaliated. "Don't you blame me for your own crap! You got here on your own!"

"All thanks to you! Ooh! I should kill you!" Jounouchi spoke, all his sadness and depression having been replaced by annoyance and anger.

"Bring it on, mutt!"

"Enough!!" Akino spoke in a commanding voice that the two boys immediately recognized. "Both of you are WAY out of line! Jounouchi! Cool your head! Kaiba, please leave now, and report back to class once the bell has rung."

Kaiba looked annoyed at the teachers assertiveness, but nodded anyway and left the room, taking his briefcase with him. Jounouchi glowered at him the whole way out. "Jerk."

Akino sighed and plopped herself down in the slightly uncomfortable chair behind her desk. "That's every single day now, that you two have been the cause of a disturbance. Every day, Jou, for the past entire week."

With Kaiba gone, the blonde's sudden rush of adrenaline was vast become short lived as reality set in. "Yeah…"

"They can expel you! I've seen it done, and for a lot less than this, I can assure you. Jou…" Akino sighed again. "Jou! Kaiba might be able to afford expulsion, but what about you?! What's happening, Jou? You weren't like this. Sure you ran around with that gang back then, but, this is completely different. Those were your buddies. You did it to fit in, but this… I don't understand why you two have such a vendetta against each other." She took a deep breath. "Why do you hate him so much?"

Jounouchi cringed again.

It's 'cause I don't hate him.

"I don't know," he answered.

Akino nodded. "I remember once you told me about your plans for the future…" Jounouchi remembered. He remembered the conversation quite well. All those years ago, and he still remembered as though he had just told her last Monday. "What will you do, Jou, if you get expelled? You won't be able to go to Tokyo and live with your mother and Shizuka, if you can't finish high school. That was the deal. Right?"

Jounouchi remembered his mother sitting by the hospital bed; Shizuka in it. Both of them looking up at him, only one could see though. Both of them with a great deal of happiness in their faces. It had been right after Shizuka's operation…

`Jounouchi… There is no way that I can thank you for what you have done for your sister. Please, after you have finished high school, please, will you come to Tokyo to live with us?!'

`Please, Nii-san!'

`There's a wonderful technical school there. It's the one you wanted to go to, isn't it? I know the dean of admissions there and I'm sure that they'll accept you.'

`Nii-san! It'll be great! We can live together again!'

`But you must finish high school, otherwise they won't let you in. You know that. Please, will you accept? Will you come live with us after you graduate?'

`Please, Nii-san…'

Jounouchi remembered the conversation very clearly. He sighed. "Yeah," he said. "I gotta graduate or I can't go live with Shizuka. Fact is… If I don't graduate, I don't think I'll ever be able to see her. Ever again."

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Kaiba stood next to the door with his back leaning against the wall. On the other side of that wall was Akino-san and Jounouchi. Kaiba had over heard the entire conversation.

So… The mutt needs to graduate of he can never see his darling sister or dear mother ever again?

Kaiba pushed off the wall and tightened his grip on his briefcase again, a slow sadistic smile creeping its way along the contours of his face.

Well… That's interesting to know.

He walked away.

Very interesting.

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