Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ ThE bEsT gIfT ❯ tHe BeSt GiFt ( One-Shot )

Disclaimer: I don't own yugioh!!!!

I love christmas! So I decided to write a nice little fic about it.

WARNINGS:

YAOI: yami bakura(who's called bakura)/ malik.

And there's kaiba/isis hints. (okay, kaiba will be called either seto or kaiba. It depends on who's saying it.)

SO IF YOU DON'T LIKE YAOI, YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!!!! Lmao.

LEMON!!!! I'm pretty sure you can say there's a lemon scene in it. it's my first time writing one, so give me a break will ya? First time for everything……..

AND ANIMAL ABUSE!!!!

And a little ooc!!!

The normal bakura will be called ryou. Yami malik isn't in this. He will be in another christmas fic I want to work on though.

"speech"

`thoughts'

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bakura watched intently out of his window, as white snow pelted from the sky. He growled. `I think they just created christman to tick me off.' he sighed deeply. Thinking of malik again. The Egyptian loved Christmas. He turned around, and looked at the joyfully lit tree. Tomorrow was Christmas eve. he closed his eyes, and began to seriously think over what he could do for his best friend on Christmas. But what he wanted most of all, was to him how he felt.

Malik sat on a comfy chair. He had five blankets covering him, and he was still shivering. It was so cold to him. he groaned, but it came out as a vibrating moan due to all the shivering. Not only was he used to hot weather, he had a high fever, wich made him terribly cold. Isis walked into the room.

"oooh…….. it's almost Christmas, and you're suffering from a cold." She taunted, though it sounded like she cared.

"id's nodda cowd iziz! Im zick! Weally zick and im cowd! Anbd I fweel aw stuffed up!" malik said, reaching for a cleanex.

Isis walked over, and placed a hand on his forehead. "you'll be better soon." But she could feel the head radiating off him. she winced, not wanting him to be sick for Christmas.

"oh shit! Da cat iz in da refridgerator again! Get him out befowe `e burns!" he pointed to the t.v. witch was showing a documentary on rollercoasters. On the screen, a rollercoaster went around a loop. Malik watched, and then spoke up. "somebody shud weally get rishido out of da chinemy. Santa can't fit in da towlet."

Isis stared at him. `his fever wasn't that high before! now he's delirious!' "get some sleep malik." She stroked his hair lovingly and left. `I hope he doesn't get worse'

Malik whimpered, and then sighed. His teeth chattered as he began to speak. "tell bakuwa I wuv him! dell him he means da world do me!" he yelled. he shut his eyes tightly. "I want to be with him for Chwistmas. Susie, pwease get dat mezzage to him before da volcanoe ewupts!"

Isis put a hand to her mouth and gasped. `is it true? I mean, he's delirious.' She walked out of the room, and picked up the phone. She dialed bakura's number.

"hello?" ryou answered. He sounded a bit sleepy.

"ryou, can I speak to bakura?" isis asked. she bit her bottom lip.

"he's not in good spirits right now. If you tell me, then I'll give him the message later." Ryou answered as he twisted the phone cord around his fingers.

"um…….. okay. This came from my fevered brother. uh-tell bakura that…….. that malik loves him, and he wants to be with him for christmas. Don't ask questions okay? He's delirious, but just tell him just in case. Because I think malik really DOES like him. that would be the perfect gift for him…….." isis said. she felt guilty about confessing her brother's feelings.

"okay. I have to go now, my yami is pacing around the room. I got to see what's been bothering him. je ne!" and with that, ryou plunked the receiver in it's white cradle.

Yami bakura paced, muttering about what he was going to do for malik. He was attracted to the Egyptian, but he didn't want to make a fool out of himself. ryou walked to him.

"bakura, are you okay? I have something to tell you." He said innocently. He picked up a fake snowflake that fell of the christmas tree, and put it back on the tree.

"no. go away." Bakura mumbled.

"but malik-"

"I don't give a flying fuc- WHAT!? Okay speak up." bakura said. he sat down on the couch and crossed his arms.

"malik loves you, apparently. He's sick with a really high fever, and he wants to be with you for Christmas." Ryou said softly. `malik must be really out of it to say that……..-_-'

bakura looked speechless. His eyes grew wide, and joyful. It startled ryou to him him so. "he loves me? Thanx ryou! I gotta go do some last minute shopping!!!" and with that, the tomb robber quickly ran out the door, with heavy boots on, but no jacket.

Ryou shook his head. `yami, you're going to freeze wearing a short sleeved shirt and jacket…….. it's minus 15 degrees!'

Bakura ran down the street. He didn't stop running until he was half way to the mall. He shivered. `jeeze, I was so happy I forgot my coat.' He waited at a bus stop. He walked on, and paid the fee. He sat in a chair alone.

"hey bakura!" yugi called. He got out of his spot and sat beside bakura.

Bakura grumbled a few things. "you have the wrong one." He said.

Yugi took no heed to the half-warning. "it's almost Christmas! You have to be nice on Christmas!"

"and if I'm not?" bakura sneered. He looked out the window.

They traveled in silence, until the mall was in sight. Bakura ran to the front of the bus eager to get malik a present.

Isis watched the t.v. even though her brother was sick, he still kept his reputation for sleep talking, and did so.

"oh bakuwa. I want you do babd! I wuv you!" he yelled, moaning threw chattering teeth. He clutched at the sheets with shaking hands.

Isis just turned her head to watch t.v. it was a christmas movie about a guy and a girl. She thought it was interesting and left it on. She smiled to herself, as they guy and girl found themselves under the mistle toe. `how kawai……..'

Bakura walked into the mall, shivering from the cold. He looked around for something his Egyptian friend would like. He stopped when he found a golden ring. It was beautiful. It was solid gold, and quite large. He knew it matched the boy's other jewrely, so he asked about it.

"300$." The man said, after bakura had asked about it.

"can-"

bakura was interrupted by the phone ringing. The man told him he'd be right back, and became occupied in the conversation.

Bakura leaned over the counter, and picked the lock. He then grabbed the ring and stuck it in his pocket. He left as unsuspictious as he could. `that was TOO easy.'

Ryou was listening to a christmas tape in the bath. It was very bubbly, and he seemed to be enjoying it and relaxing. He started to sing with the song.

"jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way! Oh what fun it is to…….. sing in a bathtub full of bubbles…….."

he heard bakura rush into the bathroom. His eyes snapped open alarmed. "hey!"

bakura raised an eyebrow. "uh…….. you take bubble baths?"

"what are you doing in here? Out!" ryou yelled.

his yami growled at him. "that's not how you talk to me ryou, but since I'm a good mood, you go free. Now- who's dying? I came to watch the show…….. because I heard the most awful screaming. It was music to my ears, so I wanted to watch…….. but all I found was you…….."

ryou blushed. "I must've been singing…….."

bakura frowned. "singing!? O-kay then!" and he left. He hopped on his bed (more like ryou's) and grinned to himself. `malik is going to be surprised. Gods I hope he really ment that.'

~the next day~

malik was feeling a whole lot better. He was up and about. Isis looked relieved that he was up and about, and she threw her arms over his shoulders in a tight hug.

"isis? What's up with you?" he asked.

"you were hallucinating last night. I thought you were going to be sick for Christmas, but I was wrong." She said kissing his cheek.

`oh no. Christmas, I forgot! How will I tell bakura how I feel now? I hate to say it…….. but I love him. he's so much like me. Gods I wish I knew what to say.' Malik pulled away, and shivered. "I'm cold." He stated plainly.

Isis smiled. "you're your old self again." She said.

Malik went to the fridge and grabbed a beer. "you know, I think you're really going to like your present. I know how much you LOVE dead rats." He taunted. He sniffed because he still had a bit of a cold.

Isis frowned. "nice try." She said, knowing he was kidding.

"naw. I got something better! Oh, and I'm cooking for christmas dinner okay?" malik said. he pulled out a bunch of ingredients, and then a dead chipmunk. "hmmm…….."

`where'd he get that!?' "no way! I'm cooking! And get that poor animal carcass of the counter!" isis said, trying not to look at the bloody body.

"no you are not! you don't clean up when you're done! I shall cook. And you will love it!" malik said, as he pulled out a bunch of knives of different shapes and sizes.

Isis rolled her eyes. `he'll never make me eat his meals. Never ever, EVER!' she walked out of the room.

Ryou awoke on his bed, entangled in his covers. He smiled. `christmas eve is the best!' he looked over his shoulder, at the window. The curtains were shut, so he got up and sat in a chair beside the window. With a pale hand, he pulled the drapes out of the way. Beautiful.

Snow fluttered softly to the ground like feathers. He watched a car drive past. `I love Christmas.' He got out of the chair, and went downstairs to eat some breakfast. Bakura was already there, and eating his bacon.

"morning yami." Ryou said, putting two slices of toast in the toaster. He checked his watch. 12:33pm. `I slept in'

bakura started humming an odd tune, when isis called. He picked up the phone. "speak to me." He said, obviously feeling good.

"hi bakura. I'm having a few people over for a small party. You want to join us?" she asked.

bakura raised an eyebrow. `malik will be there too.' "how is malik feeling?" he asked.

"ohhhh…….. you heard? Good, so ryou told you? Alright. He's feeling a lot better. Anywho, can you come?" she lowers her voice. "bring your own food. My brother is cooking."

"er, okay. Me and ryou will be there, when?" bakura asked.

"5:00pm." Isis replied.

"okay. Bye." Bakura hung up laughing. `it's always fun to get the last word in.' "hey ryou, we're going to isis's house for a Christmas uh……... party. Make some food to bring, because malik is cooking."

"isis's house? Okay. That's great! I'll make a cake, and some cookies, and gingerbread…….." ryou trailed off.

Malik was making what he called "chipmunk pie" when he decided cookies were better. He threw the chipmunk in the garbage and took out a whole bunch more ingredients. He picked up a recipe book.

"what!? That's not enough sugar! Were is it going to get it's sweetness!? This cookbook's wrong." He said, throwing the book in the garbage. He picked up the sugar, and dumped half of the bag into the mixer. `that looks a little much. Naw, I have to mix it more.'

Isis walked in, and watched him cook. "oh no you don't! we don't want any sugar high guests! Now come and help me decorate. And why don't you just make a nice turkey? I bought one, and it's soaking in the sink." She suggested.

"decorate? But I'm the cook!" he insisted.

"but the turkey needs to thaw out for a few hours. You might aswell come and help me." Isis said. she looked at what he was making.

"okay. Fine. let me clean up." he started to clean up everything, but insisted that the floor needed to be washed also (for some reason) and the he began to help her decorate. Malik grabbed the mistletoe.

"what does this thing do again?" he asked, twirling it around his finger.

"if you walk under it with another person, you need to kiss them." She explained. She picked up a shiney border and hung it up. it said `merry christmas' on it.

bakura watched ryou as he pulled out a bunch of ginger bread people. He picked one up and bit of it's head. "mmmm…….. these are good. Make more!" he said, putting the body back.

Ryou frowned. "eat the rest of it! the body tastes the same!"

"ryou, the head it's more fun to eat!" bakura insisted. He picked up another one, about to bite the head off, when ryou grabbed it from him.

"don't touch. You can eat them at the party."

Bakura glared at him. `I wonder if malik will like his present?' he went up stairs, and brought the thick ring down. "hey ryou, how do you think malik will like this?" he held it up.

Ryou nearly dropped the bowl of batter he had. He put it on the counter. "how did you buy this!?" he demanded, putting his hands on his hips.

Bakura just smirked. "I stole it. you forget, I'm a tomb robber!" he laughed in a physchotic, creepy way, that should not be questioned.

Ryou sighed and went back to work. "tsk tsk tsk. You shouldn't be stealing on Christmas! Is there ever a day were you won't steal?" he asked, picking up a gingerbread guy, and sampling him.

Bakura grinned. "yeah, like when me and malik are too busy screwing after Christmas! Or we're throwing pennies off the roof of his apartment, or we play with power tools at the hardware store, or we try and give yugi a haircut with lawnmo-ors, or shoot birdies with marbles, and other fun stuff."

O_O!! "um……. Okay, very reassuring there!" ryou said.

~at 5:00pm~

yugi and yami just walked in with a bunch of presents and food. Isis grabbed the food, and stuck it on a table that was set up. and she put the presents under the tree.

"yay! Christmas eve rocks!" yugi shouted.

Malik came out of the kitchen. "okay isis, I'm done making the turkey! Are you sure you invited everyone? It looks like there's some people missing."

Joey ran past malik to the food. He was literally drooling. "so much food…….."

Isis heard the door open, and saw bakura and ryou come in. "malik, I think I found who you're waiting for!" she yelled.

Malik ran to bakura. "you're here! How did you know to come?!?" malik asked.

Bakura smirked. "thank your fever. Oh, and isis invited us."

Ryou put the gingerbread cookies on the table. The were nicely decorated with happy faces.(except for a few that had no heads, or evil expressions, made by bakura)

"uh, ryou? This one doesn't have a head. And this one looks evil." She said laughing.

ryou frowned, and growled. (yes ryou was angry. And yes, he growled……..) "my yami ate the head off that one and I forgot to throw it out. And he insisted to do his `version' of the faces. Just ignore them, there's only a few." He threw the headless one in the garbage.

kaiba and mokuba walked in the door. kaiba had tons of presents in his arms while mokuba had lots of food. After they set everything in the right places, mokuba went to talk to yugi, while kaiba walked over to isis.

"hi i-isis." He said. a bluched creeped up his cheeks.

Isis smiled. "I'm glad you could make it."

After everyone arrived, they sat down at the table. Isis brought in malik's turkey. "and here is the turkey, made by malik." She said, putting it in the middle of the table.

Malik elbowed bakura who started laughing. "I tried my best damnit!"

"what did you use for stuffing?" bakura asked.

"oh, I thought the stuffing it had was good enough. So I just left it in." malik replied.

Ryou, who was also beside malik, and heard everything, choked on the piece of turkey he had in his plate, making water stream out of his eyes. "WHAT!?"

Isis was across from malik. She shot him an angry glare, and kicked his leg. She watched satisfied as malik yelped. He shot her his famous death glare.

"what!? I thought it was good!" he yelled.

they finished, and it turns out malik and bakura were the only ones who ate the turkey -_-;; after dinner they all sat in a circle and talked. They handed each other presents.

Bakura tapped malik on the shoulder, and mentioned for him to follow. They walked out of the dining room, and into the living room. (they have a big apartment okay? O_o) bakura, who was slightly blushing, handed malik a small box.

"I got you a present." Bakura told malik, handing him a small-fair sized box. "open it." he said, kind of embarrassed.

Malik stared wide eyed at bakura. `I didn't get him a gift! fuck! Shit! Argh!!!!!' he slowly opened it and found a gold ring. He gasped. "holy shit! Bakura, how'd you get one to match my jewrely!?" he asked. he slipped the ring on. and admired it.

"I uh…….. stole it." he said, laughing quietly.

"I have nothing to give you though! I forgot all about christmas this year because I was going to do everyting last minute until I got sick and forgot that I was supposed to!" malik said, yelling at himself.

"you don't need to give me a present, that's okay." Bakura said.

malik felt something brush his head. He looked up, and smirked. He pointed to the mistletoe hanging above their heads. "nomatter, I'll give you a little present of my own." He said.

"what-" he had barely had time to finish. The Egyptian grabbed him in a tight grip and kissed him hard. He was shocked, but he didn't care. `oh gods! This is the best present I could have ever wanted!' he put his arms around malik, and let him explore his mouth with his tounge.

Malik pulled back to breathe. He was slightly panting, and his jaw ached. Malik looked down at the floor briefly. He was kind of embarrassed for kissing his friend like he did, but did it matter? No. he didn't care about the humiliation. This was Christmas eve, and he was going to make is the best night of bakura's life.

Bakura looked at malik. Malik's eyes were bright and lust filled. He grabbed the boy and flung him onto the couch. He climbed ontop of him, and it was the egyptian's turned to be kissed. Malik allowed bakura entrance, and their tounges deuled.

Malik moaned the best he could while being kissed. He fisted his hand in bakura's soft white hair, as he ran his other hand up bakura's shirt, feeling his smooth, pale chest.

Isis walked in. she saw the two boys making out. "hey! Guys!" she yelled.

Bakura snapped his head up, while malik groaned, begging for him not to stop. "yes?"

Isis leaned casually in the doorway. "you two look cute together, but can you guys go to malik's room or something? We could hear you."

Malik nodded, as he got up from under bakura. "guess we're going to my room." Malik grabbed bakura's wrist, and lead him into his clean room. He pushed bakura on the bed, as he climed onto him. he planted kisses down his neck.

Bakura moaned happily. It looked like the Egyptian really did have a present for him afterall.

~a few hours later~

bakura woke up. he felt a weight on his chest, and he opened an eye a sliver. He realized that this wasn't his room, and immediately remembered what happened. he lifted up his head slowly so as not to disturbed malik; who was sleeping ontop of him. he played with his hair absent-mindedly.

`he's so…….. cute when he sleeps. Did I say cute!? Awell, I'll let it go this time……..'

he propped his pillow up so his neck didn't hurt. He was sore in a certain area, but feeling good. he looked at the egyptian's hand, which was by his face, and noticed the ring. He smiled. `I knew he'd like it.'

malik awoke slowly. He yawned, and stared at the clock. 2:00am, it was Christmas morning. "merry Christmas bakura." He murmured.

Bakura grinned. This was the best present he had ever received. "merry Christmas…….. malik."

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okay. That was kind of long. I decided not to make it a full lemon, because I decided I'll see how this goes. Anywho. Please read and review! Thankies!