Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Room For Rent ❯ Chapter 7 ( Chapter 7 )

Room For Rent

Chapter Seven

AN: Hello all and welcome to chapter seven of RFR! Seeing as how it is the holiday season (pc-ness, mou!) I am going to try and update on or before December 25. For some of you, that is Christmas. Winter gifts for all you wonderful readers! Yay-ness!

Also, I have skipped ahead to the holiday season! More yay-ness! Aren't you just so lucky? Yeah, well anyway. Enjoy if you'd like.

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"It's the most wonderful time of the year…"

"Yeah, right," Bakura grumbled, trudging through half a foot of snow in order to make it to the mall. Like a dumb bunny (albeit a demonic dumb bunny), he had waited until the weekend before Christmas to even start his holiday shopping.

Then again, he didn't have too many presents to get; there was only one person on his list. Himself.

"O.K., I guess I could get something for Ryou, too," he told the PO'd angel on his shoulder, who had been threatening to thwack him with a rubber axe.

The angel settled down, rearranging its ruffled feathers. The demon on the other shoulder made a slicing motion across its throat. Angel retorted by sticking his tongue out at demon. Angel and demon commenced brawling, and Bakura quickly ducked behind a display board of Spongebob Squarepants to hide.

He then wandered around the mall, stumbling into various shops to look at the wares. He never went to the mall, and didn't know too much about the stores or even how to shop at the mall. That, and he didn't know what to get Ryou, either.

Eventually, he made it to a store called Hot Topic. One side of the store held punk wares and the other side had raver clothes. Bakura was surprised that he vaguely remembered this store. He must have visited here when he was drunk once. Hmm…

He snatched up some Grr armbands and a sexy belt for himself, but then remembered that he was supposed to get Ryou something, too. These winter holidays were so complicated! He grabbed a fake leather choker from the rack and an `I'm With Stupid' T-shirt from the display, and headed to the check-out counter.

A man wearing a bright pink shirt and black mascara stared at him, ringing up the items without so much as looking at them. "Blah yen."

Bakura threw the amount of blah yen at him.

"Thanks, sexy."

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Bakura yelled, snatching his bags and running away screaming. It was creepy, how the guy was staring at him! And he hit on him!

"…Ewwww…"

"Bakura!" said a voice behind him.

Bakura jumped slightly as an arm was slipped around his shoulders. He looked behind him. "Ma-mariku?"

"Of course it's Mariku, gina-chan!" Mariku cooed, purposefully breathing hotly on his neck. Bakura tried to concentrate on the baka downstairs who was playing with the helicopter, but it didn't work too well.

Shivers went up Bakura's spine. "QUIT SEDUCING ME!"

"Pfft," Mariku puffed, moving about four inches away. "Fine then. You ruin all my fun, did you know that?"

"I thought you and Malik were dating now," Bakura gasped, palpitating.

"Of course we are." Mariku stared at the panting Bakura. "Don't wet yourself," he advised.

"Like I was going to," Bakura shot back.

"Suuuuuure," Mariku said, reaching out a hand to stroke a lock of silver hair.

"Nggh," Bakura murmured in protest. Mariku's fingers slipped to the neckline of his shirt. "CHIKAN!"

Mariku stepped back, only slightly perturbed. "It's certainly been a long time, hasn't it, itooshi?"

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" Bakura yelled, attracting the attention of everyone in the store. The helicopter baka got hit in the head with the toy, but he didn't notice because he was staring dumbly at Baku and Mariku.

"Ah, a crowd. Hello, all you people!" he yelled, waving. He then turned back to his friend-slash-ex. "Are you still going out with that creepy girl?"

"No. She dumped me. I never liked her anyway."

"She was a loser. So then, who's your next victim, eh?"

" `Victim'?"

"You know…is it a boy or a girl?"

"I'm not dating anyone!"

"Then why don't you go dancing with me?" Mariku asked, batting his thick golden lashes suggestively.

"I'm not going anywhere with you. Moron."

"Oooh, what's in the bag?" Malik, who had suddenly appeared, asked. He pounced on Bakura, stealing the bag from him. He immediately pulled out the sexy belt. "Ooh, fun. Mariku, darling, think of all the things we could do with this!"

"That's mine!" Bakura yelled angrily.

"Of course it is, Baku! We'll have to make it a threesome, then!"

Bakura gagged whiled Mariku grinned and patted the top of Malik's head. "You're having very kinky thoughts for being a naïve, innocent uke."

"Of course I am, Mariku-seme! And it's all thanks to you!"

Bakura promptly fainted.

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"I suppose we should take him home," Malik said, staring at the swirly-eyed Bakura.

"Where does he live?"

"Let's look in his wallet!" Malik happily retrieved the wallet from Bakura's pocket. "Tee-hee, look at his mugshot! He looks like he stuck his finger in an electric socket!

"Isn't that what you always say about my hair?" Mariku asked.

"Well, it does!"

"Look at the address on there!"

"That's where he used to live. In the apartment with us."

"Well, hey, nothing wrong with taking him there," Mariku said.

"Yay! Let's take him, let's take him!"

"But he probably wouldn't appreciate it too much," Mariku said, and began flipping through the rest of his billfold. He came across a picture of a college-aged boy who looked almost exactly like their white-haired friend, except a little more innocent.

"He's so pretty!" Malik giggled, looking over Mariku's shoulder. "Does Bakura have a younger brother or something?"

"Not that I know of."

Mariku finally found a newspaper clipping with an address circled in red ink. "This must be where he lives!"

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"Every Who down in Who-ville liked Christmas a lot..."

The doorbell rang, tearing Ryou away from `How the Grinch Stole Christmas'. He stumbled to the door, dressed in his cute penguin pajamas and carrying a cup of hot cocoa.

"Do you know this man?" A strange blonde boy asked him, shoving the unconscious Bakura in Ryou's face.

Ryou contemplated shoving the door in his face, but decided that would be mean, and opened the door fully. "Yes," he answered tiredly.

"See, I told you we'd find him sooner or later!" the boy said cheerily to what looked to be his twin, except with wilder hair and a taller figure. He dumped Bakura on the couch.

"Um… who are you?" Ryou asked, sleepily rubbing his eyes.

Malik went `awwwwww', and was rather busy going `awwwwww' (his brain overheats if he thinks too hard, you know), so Mariku introduced them for him.

"So, you're friends of Bakura's?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Well, I'm Ryou. He's my boarder."

"He must be a very lucky man, to be living with a cute little thing like you," Mariku said, making Ryou blush crimson.

"Umm… errr…" both Malik and Mariku scooted closer to him from opposite ends of the couch, successfully hemming him in. "W-what are you doing?"

"Just watching The Grinch," Malik said innocently, although he was internally cheering himself on for his wonderful pretext.

Halfway through the movie, Mariku had begun threading his fingers through Ryou's soft silvery hair. Ryou had no complaints about that. After all, his hair was so messy that every little bit helped. But then, Malik bit his earlobe.

"Eek!" Ryou shrieked, jumping up (and also waking Bakura). "What are you, sex fiends?!"

A sleepy Bakura pulled the shaking Ryou into his arms and pulled him into his lap. Ryou `eep'ed again, softer this time, but didn't protest too much. He was too busy blushing the color of a sunburned lobster.

Mariku and Malik stood from the couch. "I guess we'll be leaving you two alone, then," Mariku said. "Ta-taa!" He and his koibito strolled out the door, shutting and locking it behind them.

Ryou, pinned to Bakura's chest, tried to make the most of the situation by continuing to watch the Grinch.

"And he… HE HIMSELF…! The Grinch carved the roast beast!"

"Roast beast…yum..." Bakura mumbled, tightening his hold on Ryou.

"Eep!"

AN: What is this rated? If it's PG, then I'll have to make it higher! Stupid Marik(u) and Malik! They always seem to increase the rating! (They did that in Potholes, too, with all their talk of vanilla ice cream and the like).

But anyway, I hope you enjoyed it. I don't know if it was funny or not. All I know is that it was ecchi. And that might amuse some of you. So…blehh. Review, please!

~HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO ALL OF YOU~