Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Sexual Frustration ❯ Mako ( Chapter 7 )

Changing Tides

It had been a long time since the moon had allowed Mako to ride the waves like this. He could now ride his pet dolphin anywhere he wanted to go!

After surfing for a while, he decided to visit his friend Bakura and show him the interesting fax he had received at Kaiba's.

He landed his dolphin outside the house and knocked on the door twice before entering. Bakura had demanded that he stop doing that and try to sneak into the house, but Mako had never quite gotten into the swing of things.

He entered the house, noticing a pile of broken dishes in the corner. He was sad for them, but there was nothing he could do, so he continued to walk. "Bakura?" He called, but his only reply was a soft panting sound from upstairs, followed by high pitched moans.

Naturally Mako assumed the obvious: Bakura must be having a nightmare.

Rather than bother his sleep, the fisherman thought he would leave. However, fate did not prove to be so kind. It began to call to him, at first a high pitch whine, and then an echoing ring.

Immediately he perked up. "What's that?" His footsteps carried him slowly to the sound, a nervous tension building inside him, and something else, another emotion he couldn't describe.

It continued to sound wave after wave, pulsing through the air molecules and into his inner ear. Mako began to run toward the sound, what could be tormenting him so cruelly?!

He kicked open the bathroom door with a mighty dolphin-blow that he had mimicked to perfection from a videogame he had just played.

"Aaarg me 'hearties!!!" He cried and plunged into the room. "I can suffer your torment no longer!" He yelled and threw the emergency ax that Bakura kept in the bathroom into the toilet, shattering the porcelain bowl.

"You always get in the way!" He jumped over the fountain-like toilet and fell onto the object of his desire, the thing which caused an emotion in him that he could only describe as love.

The telephone.

"Ohh my love!" He picked up the receiver and planted numerous kisses on the cold plastic, which had stopped ringing when he picked it up.

He heard a tiny voice speak, but he couldn't understand it, all he knew was that it endeared him even more to the telephone. "Shhh baby, don't speak, I know what to do." He whispered to it while fondling the telephone cord sexily.

He reached under the sink and grabbed the maple syrup that Bakura always left under the sink just in case. Dribbling it across the nape of the phone's neck, licking it off slowly. "Mmm.. yeah baby that's it… you taste like really good fish."

The phone hummed and whirled, tossing it raven locks of hair, if it had raven locks of hair. Clearly, Mako was doing a good job.

Then again, he really liked fish. "You know why they call me a fisher-man, baby?" He purred to the shrieking voice that was emanating from the phone. "Because I fish. Professionally. For a living."

Wasting no more time, he quickly disrobed and threw it beyond the perils of the shattered and saddened toilet. He felt no remorse for the toilet, however, unlike the dishes. "You died for a just cause."

Getting back to the phone, he pressed it's mouth between his legs and pulled it up and down himself, pressing random buttons on the phone. "Unnn yeah yeah!"

Suddenly, Ryou walked into the bathroom to use the toilet. Bakura did too. But Bakura was limping for some reason. They both screamed in horror. "MAKO! NO!!"

"The toilet!! How could you destroy my next true love?!" Bakura wailed in despair. "You're just a peripheral character!"

"You Harlot!" Shouted a voice from the phone, that Mako interpreted as an endearing coo.

"Not you too!" Ryou shouted and would have stopped Mako, except that he was still holding the emergency ax that Bakura kept in the bathroom.

Bakura threw a bunch of white lilies into the toilet, mourning its loss. Mako continued to hump the phone. Ryou staggered out of the bathroom, his eyes wide with the unparalleled horror he had borne witness to.

Bakura scowled at Mako, who protested. "Vigilantes can be good!" Bakura agreed.

Ryou poked his head back into the bathroom and sighed, "Now where did I put that pink stuff?" He left the bathroom and passed Yugi's cell phone, lying abandoned in the hallway. Picking it up, he could still hear the husky coos from the other end of the line, "Hey baby, you're like an red herring, with a side of salmon, and bluegill, and a goldfish…"

The cell phone fell back to its place on the floor.