Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Project of Fate ❯ A Paint Fight, A Dream, and...Playing Dress up? ( Chapter 2 )

A/N: Thank you so much to those who reviewed! You don't know how much I appreciate it. Anyway this chapter took a bit longer then I wanted it too. Even my Yami was starting to yell at me to get it finished. There will be a Lemon scene in this chapter. Enjoy. ^^

 

Warnings: Shounen Ai/Yaoi, Torture, Character Death, and some OOCness.

 

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, or any of the characters except for Aruel/Arual Sregor, who do in fact belong to me.

 

A Project of Fate

 

Chapter 2: A Paint Fight, A Dream, and...Playing Dress up?

 

 

-Ryou's POV-

 

 

This past two weeks I've been spending all of my free time with Bakura, even if we weren't working on the project or in school. We would sit on my bed and talk for hours; a few times he even spent the night after he assured me that his parents wouldn't care if he were gone or not. I learned a lot about this other boy who seemed creepy at first. Don't get me wrong, he's still a bit creepy, but not to me.

 

After about the first week I was starting to think about Bakura more and more. Then three day's before we have to turn the project in I start thinking about him as more then just a friend. This scared me, more then anything in the world.

 

School had just ended, it was Wednesday and we had to turn the project in on Friday. Bakura decided that he would just come over to my house right after school this time instead of going home first like he normally did. We walked to my house in silence, it was driving me crazy. I guess he sensed that.

 

“Ryou, what's wrong?” he asked as he looked down at me.

 

“N-nothings wrong...why?” damn my stuttering, it only happens when I'm nervous or lying.

 

“Ryou...” Bakura only used that tone of voice when he was trying to get me to tell him something. I had to make up something fast.

 

“I...I'm just glad we're almost done with the project” I said quickly, it was true, but that wasn't the answer he was looking for. I could tell by the look on his face that he knew I wasn't telling him everything, but for some reason he didn't press the matter.

 

We walked the rest of the way in silence. I quickly unlocked the door and moved to the side so Bakura could enter the house. He went straight up to my room like he normally did. I sighed softly as I closed the front door to the house. Then I quietly followed.

 

I peeked into my room only to see that Bakura already started to paint our model of the sphinx. I entered the room quietly as to not disturb him; I smiled softly then walked up behind him and picked up a paint brush. “It would go a lot faster if I helped” I noticed that he jumped slightly at my voice, but quickly recovered.

 

“I can do this part” he said “You did most of the research...and you also made the model, I think it's only fair that I paint it”

 

I snickered softly “You did just as much as I did” I replied and started to help him paint anyway.

 

It was then he turned to look at me with those dark brown eyes. I could just get lost in those eyes, they held so much defiance, so much...pain...There was something else I noticed in his eyes, this made me look away. I could feel my cheeks burning as I again started to paint trying to hide my face with my hair.

 

If Bakura noticed he didn't say anything about it. We just continued to work maybe commenting here and there. At least until he decided to paint a streak of gold on my cheek.

 

“Hey! That wasn't very nice!” I was kind of annoyed that he would do that.

 

“I didn't mean to!” he said holding up his hands; I could tell he was trying hard not to laugh.

 

I look down at our project and smiled we were finished, therefore we didn't need the paint anymore. “Oh really?” I asked innocently as I brought my hand up and `accidentally' put a red streak on his left cheek.

 

He blinked a couple of times as if trying to register what I just did, then he copied my movements and put another gold streak on my face. “HA!” he grinned.

 

This went on for almost an hour, until we were sitting on the floor both covered in red and gold paint laughing. When we stopped laughing we stared at each other for a moment then started laughing again.

 

 

-Bakura's POV-

 

I felt weird laughing so freely with Ryou; I used to always have to hide my emotions from anyone other than myself. And here I am. Laughing at the fact we are both covered in paint. After a while the laughter died down into giggles as I tried to get some of the paint off of my face, only succeeding to smear it on my face more.

 

“Here.” Ryou said which made me jump just a little. I recovered quickly when I realized that he already took a hold of my hand and was leading me to the bathroom.

 

I noticed that his hair was hiding his face from me; I felt the sudden urge to run my fingers though those silky looking white stands to see how soft it felt. I ignored it though as I allowed him to sit me down on the toilet. I looked up at him slightly confused before he started to clean my face off with a wet rag.

 

I closed my eyes and turned my head when he told me to “Almost done” he smiled softly then his cheeks turned slightly red “Um...if you don't mind...could you clean my face off when I'm done?” he asked the redness in his cheeks getting deeper.

 

“Uh...Of course” I replied a little too quickly. I felt my cheeks heat up when he gestured for us to switch places, this made me wish there was still red paint on my face. When we did I rinsed the paint out of the rag and then began to gently wash the paint off of the other's face.

 

He was so beautiful, with his long white hair and emerald green eyes, he seemed angelic. That's what he was, my beautiful angel. Wait; did I just say `my'? I've only been around him for two weeks and I already like him. Something must be wrong with me.

 

“Bakura?” Ryou's voice startled me out of my thoughts and I looked at him, I was almost finished cleaning off his face.

 

“Hm?” I answered.

 

“Do you think that since we still have two day's left we could do something extra for the project?” he asked in a soft voice.

 

“Maybe, what would you like to do?”

 

“Well my father has sent me a lot of things from Egypt since he's been there...and I was thinking maybe we could dress the part for the presentation.” He explained.

 

I liked his idea, it sounded like it would be a lot of fun. Not to mention that our grade would most likely be better. “Sounds fun” I said as I finished and allowed him to stand up.

 

We still had paint all over our uniforms, but Ryou assured me that the paint would come out easily. We walked back into Ryou's room and I sat down on the floor.

 

“Would you like to borrow some clothes before you go home?” he asked, I could tell he was trying not to giggle as he stared at me.

 

I grinned and stood up quickly “That would be great!” I couldn't understand why the thought of borrowing his clothes made me so...happy. Maybe it was because I had never borrowed someone else's clothes before.

 

Ryou apparently found it funny that I was so excited about wearing his clothes and began to laugh. After a moment he walked over to his closet and pulled out two sets of clothes, before he walked over to the bed and set both sets down. I followed him with a small smile still on my lips.

 

I noticed that the outfits were opposites. I figured that the darker clothes were for me to wear. I pulled off my paint covered shirt and tossed it onto the floor; I then looked at my chest and arms to see if there was any paint, when I found none I picked up the black t-shirt and put it on. Even though it would have been a little baggy on Ryou, it was pretty form fitting on me, I didn't mind though considering that I normally wear tighter clothes anyway.

 

I glanced over at Ryou for a moment when I felt his eyes on me; he was already wearing the white t-shirt. I was pretty sure that both shirts were the same size because that shirt looked a little big on him. I smiled slightly when I saw him look away quickly, I knew he was checking me out; odd thing was...it didn't bother me a bit.

 

He had set out two pairs of blue jeans that ended up fitting me pretty well. When we finished changing he gave me a plastic bag to put my dirty clothes in. It was getting late and I had to go home.

 

“When can you come over tomorrow?” Ryou asked, there was still a slight tinge of red on his cheeks.

 

“I can come right after school if you want” I replied as he walked me to the door again.

 

“That sounds good,” he paused to look at me that smile on his lips “be ready to try on clothes” with that said he embraced me for only a moment, before I could react he pulled away.

 

“I'll see you tomorrow then” I said grinning before I left to go home.

 

-Normal POV-

 

As Ryou watched Bakura leave, strange thoughts began to enter his mind He looked good without a shirt on, I wonder if he noticed that I was staring the whole time. A light blush formed on his cheeks, when he couldn't see Bakura any more he closed and locked the door behind him. He walked to his room and sat down on the bed before looking at the finished model.

 

Ryou couldn't help but feel a little sad that when they finish and turn in the project he might not hang around Bakura anymore. He shook his head Bakura is my friend. Just because we'll be finished with this project doesn't mean that he'll never hang out with me again. He sighed softly before he stood and walked over to the desk, it was then he noticed that the book was still there. He could have sworn that he gave the book back to Bakura the day after he left it there. Ryou shrugged then went into the living room and began to watch T.V.

 

 

_-_-_

 

 

Bakura walked though the door to his still empty house, a small smile on his lips. He's never been so at ease in his life and the thought of going to Ryou's after school the next day made him excited.

 

He walked up the stairs and tossed his bag onto the floor before he walked into the bathroom to take a shower. He looked at himself in the mirror, his brown eyes staring back at him. I now understand why I'm not cruel to Ryou He thought I like him...I guess...he'll be good for me. Bakura tried to remember the last time he laughed so much, he couldn't remember a time before he laughed with Ryou.

 

He gave up on trying to remember and just began to remove his clothes lost in thought I wonder what Ryou has in mind when he asked if we could dress the part...Maybe he has Egyptian clothing. Bakura washed his hair and body quickly as he continued to think about Ryou.

 

When he finished he quickly dressed in a pair of black silk pajamas and walked out of the bathroom still trying to get his hair dry. Bakura sighed softly as he sat down on his bed so tomorrow will be the last day we can work on the project before turning it in...Will Ryou still hang around me when it's finished? He tossed the towel onto the floor and lay down on his soft bed closing his eyes. I guess I'll just wait and see he thought as he drifted off to sleep.

 

 

_-_-_

 

 

Pale arms wrapped around the thin white haired youth and pulled him closer, Ryou leaned against the firm chest, he knew who it was. He closed his eyes to take in the warmth the other's body was radiating; it was a bit cold where he was at that moment. He felt his head being guided to the side then soft lips pressed against his own before those same lips traveled down his jaw and to his neck.

 

Ryou moaned softly and opened his eyes as he was turned to face the other; he wasn't too surprised to see Bakura there with a soft smile on his lips. He reached over and gently stroked the smaller teen's cheek before playing with his hair for a moment. It appeared as if Bakura was speaking to him...trying to tell him something, but Ryou heard nothing. Before he could think about it, the other was kissing him passionately.

 

Bakura's hands slid slowly under Ryou's shirt and over soft flawless skin, when his hand brushed against a small nub, the smaller of the two gasped softly. Liking this reaction Bakura placed the small nub between his thumb and forefinger and tweaked it gently earning a soft moan. He continued to play with it until he decided to do the same to the other one. He then slowly began to remove the shirt from its owner's body only to discard it to the side when he finished.

 

Bakura leaned down and claimed the other's lips again before he moved from Ryou's lips to his jaw, then to his neck nibbling and suckling there for a moment before continuing downward. He bit down softly on his collar bone before kissing down his chest pausing for a moment then taking one of the small nubs into his mouth suckling it gently.

 

Ryou gasped softly and arched his back trying to get more of Bakura's touch, this seemed to work because the older teen switched and did the same to the other before he continued to trail kisses down Ryou's chest only to hear the other make little sounds of delight. Bakura dipped his tongue into Ryou's belly button before stopping completely earning groan of disappointment from the other.

 

Bakura gazed at the other's bare chest before he removed his own shirt tossing it to the ground with the others. He smiled softly as he began to undo Ryou's pants not taking long for him to remove the annoying things along with the other's boxers and tossing them to the floor.

 

There he paused to look over Ryou's body, Bakura's lips moved to once again say something but no sound was made. He looked slightly surprised for a moment before he shrugged and leaned down to continued to kiss down Ryou's body purposely missing his arousal and kissed his inner thigh.

 

Ryou wriggled slightly trying to rub against the other whom noticing this decided to hold his hips down so he couldn't move as freely. The smaller of the two whimpered softly before he opened his eyes to gaze to his soon to be lover finding him to be missing his clothing as well. Not caring when it happened he once again attempted to buck his hips and rub himself against Bakura, but being held down he failed.

 

After a few moments of this torment, Bakura decided to firmly grasp Ryou's weeping need, earning a soft moan from the other. He lifted his head to gaze upon the other's pleasure filled features as he began to thrust his hand excruciatingly slow, in doing so he released Ryou's hips allowing him to thrust them into his hand in order to speed up the pace a little bit.

 

Ryou froze for a moment when he felt a finger push into his entrance, it took a few moments to get used to the feeling. When he did he moved slightly to encourage Bakura to continue with the preparation his body would need for what the other had planned. He arched his back as Bakura added another finger and made a scissoring motion to help stretch Ryou's entrance.

 

Somewhere Bakura had let go of Ryou's member in order to gently caress his body, a small smile of his lips. Ryou looked at the other with a `get on with it' look on his face. Bakura smirked at this and removed his fingers. He quickly positioned himself at his angel's entrance, looking at Ryou he slowly slid into the other's heat. It took a lot of his self control to not just thrust in and hurt his lover. He groaned softly when he was fully sheathed, his eyes opened and he gazed at Ryou.

 

Ryou's face was flushed and sweat was dripping from his face, this sight alone was almost enough to make Bakura come right then and there. He slowly began to thrust in and out of the younger teen earning soft moans and little noises of desire.

 

The younger male was slightly surprised that all he felt was pleasure, he expected there to be at least a little bit of pain involved. He moaned loudly when Bakura hit that one spot that made him see stars.

 

Bakura smirked as he hit the one spot again earning another loud moan. He closed his eyes and quickened the pace with Ryou's help.

 

They continued on like this for a few more moments before Bakura grasped Ryou weeping member firmly and began pumping in time with his thrusts. With a loud moan Ryou climaxed spilling his seed all over his and Bakura's chest, his back arched and his muscles clenched on Bakura causing him to climax as well, his essence filling his lover.

 

With a soft kiss Bakura pulled out of Ryou and laid down next to him pulling him close. His lips moved to say something, but again no sound escaped. Ryou was becoming worried, he watched Bakura and tried to read his lips, but found he couldn't do that either.

 

He sighed softly closing his eyes, when he opened them again he found that Bakura was no where to be found, and he was standing in darkness fully clothed. “What's going on?” he jumped slightly at the sound of his own voice, well he can speak now at least.

 

“What is it you wish to have?”

 

“What?”

 

“Do you want him as your own?”

 

“Bakura?.........I guess I do”

 

“I can help you”

 

“You can?”

 

“All you have to do is...kill him”

 

“What?!?”

 

A maniacal laugher filled the darkness; Ryou looked around franticly trying to find the owner of the voice. “Who are you?”

 

“All you have to do is kill him...and I can give you his soul”

 

“Forget it!”

 

The laughter appeared once again this time Ryou cried out “I will never do such a thing!!!!”

 

Ryou's eyes shot open, sweat covering his face. The beginning of the dream was lost to him; all he remembered was the second half. He sat up slowly and put his hand on his forehead “I don't want to kill him” he whispered to himself “All I want is for him to...” he cut himself off realizing what he was going to say.

 

He turned his head to look at the digital clock, it was 5:00am, at least he woke up in time to get ready for school. He got out of bed slowly and went to take a shower. What exactly did that dream mean? He thought there was more to it...I know that much...I just don't remember. He shook his head slightly before he continued to get ready for school.

 

 

-_-_-

 

 

School went by excruciatingly slow for the two teens; they each looked up at the clock several times throughout the day.

 

Ryou was on his way to lunch when Yugi and his partner Nondai, Yami came up to him with a smile on each of their lips. He smiled softly at them when they approached.

 

“Hey Bakura” Yugi said grinning; Ryou had to resist the urge to look around for Bakura even though his last name is Bakura.

 

“Hi” he replied with a wave.

 

“I'd like to introduce my...uh...partner Yami” he blushed slightly and gestured to the taller boy who extended his hand for Ryou to shake.

 

“Nice to meet you Yami” Ryou said glancing around trying to find Bakura; it had become a habit he formed these past two weeks. It took a moment for him to realize that Yugi was still talking to him. “Uh...I'm a bit hungry...I'll see you guys later” Ryou quickly excused himself and went to find his partner.

 

The rest of the day went by a little quicker than the morning did, most likely because Ryou and Bakura spent as much time as they could together.

 

The bell indicating the end of school rang releasing the students to do as they wished for the rest of the day. In this case, releasing Ryou and Bakura to go home...er to Ryou's house anyway.

 

They walked to Ryou's house talking about their `interesting' day, or lack there of. Ryou unlocked his door and allowed his friend to enter first, who walked in and set his backpack down on the living room floor.

 

“So, what do you have planned?” Bakura asked looking around again, no matter how many times he was in this house he never got enough of looking around; it was just something about the way it was decorated that he loved so much.

 

“Just follow me and you'll see” Ryou replied with a small smile on his lips, he slowly turned and walked into another room. Bakura followed without a word into a room he never entered before.

 

The room was kind of big, but didn't appear that way because of the things littering the walls and the floor. Looking around he noticed that everything in the room was Egyptian; there was jewelry, clothing, and other assorted items from Egypt.

 

Bakura grinned “When you asked if we could dress that part...you meant it” he looked at Ryou, who had an impish grin on his lips.

 

“Yes, of course that's what I had planned” he replied before he went to pick something out from him to wear “Pick out anything you want” Ryou said as he took off his jacket and shirt so he could try on an Egyptian tunic. It was white with a golden collar and it only reached about mid thigh in length, the sash was also gold. Ryou removed the rest of his normal clothing and put on some Egyptian sandals that laced up his legs just under his knees.

 

He rustled though some other things, once he found what he wanted he grinned and began to put the jewelry on. Around his neck he put on a golden choker with a ruby at about the hollow of his throat, around each arm just below the shoulder he put solid gold bands. A small smile stayed on his lips the whole time he was putting the jewelry on. Just below where the tunic ends a golden snake with ruby eyes was wrapped around his leg.

 

Ryou turned around to show Bakura the outfit only to find that the other was watching him the whole time.

 

Bakura blinked a few times before he smiled brightly “It's only missing one thing” he stated before he began to search for that `something' the outfit was missing. When he found it he stepped up to Ryou and placed it on his head. It turned out to be a golden coronet that looked like something a pharaoh would wear, he stepped back to admire Ryou before he began to look around for something he could wear.

 

Ryou stared at Bakura for a moment before he decided to help him find something that would fit him. He paused for a moment I'm dressed like Royalty...so maybe... he pulled out a tunic type thing that was missing the top. “This” he tossed it to the other before he started to dig for something else.

 

Bakura stopped what he was doing and looked at it for a moment before he shrugged and began to undress so he could change into whatever Ryou picked out for him. The other knew more about what he had anyways, maybe he also knew more about how to wear the clothes so they looked good. He put on the skirt like thing before he looked at Ryou again to see what else he had for him.

 

Ryou had pulled out a red robe with white trim and a hood and handed it to his friend “This too” he said as he watched Bakura put it on. A light blush formed on his cheeks when he noticed that he was staring at Bakura's chest again and quickly turned his head.

 

Bakura noticed this and grinned, at least the attraction wasn't one sided. He found a white piece of fabric that was attached to a gold band that was obviously used to keep it on his head; he looked at it for a moment before he placed it on his head the grin not faltering.

 

Ryou turned back to look at him and nearly dropped the pendent in his hands, his eyes widened slightly and the blush on his cheeks deepened before he began to giggle.

 

“What?” Bakura asked with a confused look on his face.

 

“You look like a thief” he stated trying to stop his giggling.

 

“Hm...That's kind of fitting if you ask me” came the reply.

 

“Huh?”

 

“You're a pharaoh and I'm a thief...perfect” Bakura grinned and stepped a little closer to Ryou.

 

Ryou only smiled softly as he watched Bakura step closer to him.

 

“Now...what can I steal?” Bakura asked lowering his voice just a little.

 

Not much you can steal; you already have my heart Ryou thought with a soft blush on his cheeks.

 

Bakura had a similar thing in mind, but of course, neither said anything about it. The thief stepped up to Ryou so he was only a few inches away from him; he slowly leaned in and wrapped his arms around the other's waist.

 

Ryou's mind was reeling is he going to kiss me? He asked himself as a deep blush crept onto his cheeks.

 

Bakura placed his head on Ryou's shoulder and pulled him close to his chest, a small smile played on his lips “I know what I could steal,” he said his voice barely above a whisper “but I won't.... yet” with that said, he released the blushing teen and took a few steps back looking at him, that smile never leaving his lips.

 

Ryou's eyes widened slightly before he closed them, so Bakura felt the same way, now all he had to do was tell the other how he felt. How is he supposed to do that?

 

--End of Chapter 2--

 

 

 

A/N: I'm so sorry this took so long to get up...at first I was just being lazy, but then my damn internet died!!! Alrightly...well...The more reviews I get the faster I will update.