Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The School-Theater ❯ The Revenge of the Ishtars ( Chapter 3 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Summary: This time, we're going to learn that one should never mess with Marik and Malik, and that forgetting about Ryou in your plans can lead to surprises, too.
And will the Yamis finally be able to deal with their teacher and Anzu, or will they again manage to survive at least that day?
Beware of swearing, Yamis kissing and patting their Hikaris, Kaiba surprises Joey,…
this story has a higher rating now, just to be sure...

A big thank you to Youkai-Braut again, for making (again) the Beta for me!




3. The Revenge of the Ishtars:

Another lovely day in school had begun, everything was just like usual, with eaten-by-a-dog homework, annoying teachers and bored Yamis.

Very clingy, alluring, bored-out-of-their-mind Yamis.

You had to admit though, it was suspiciously quiet at the moment.
Again.
It was only yesterday that Malik and Marik had promised the tomb robber terrible revenge and a painful, slow death, yet Bakura was still very much alive.
Much to the chagrin of poor little Ryou, who had to put up with him the whole time.
And it seemed that the thief was pretty wound up today, most likely due to the vow Marik had made. Bakura was just waiting for them to cause trouble, so he would have an excuse to have some fun torturing them.
Not that he really needed an excuse, but it couldn't hurt to have one either, just in case Ryou would protest, so he can blame the to Blonds for all.
He could hardly wait for all three Hikaris to have class together again. Right now, they were scattered around school, and it was even more boring than usual, without someone to intimidate or treat properly. But Ryou had said no fire, no explosions. And he wouldn't even let him get anywhere near that funny little red button that caused all those little twerps to panic and run like hell out of school.

Ryou certainly wasn't any fun at the moment, with just learning, and no attention for his poor, bored, overlooked Yami! (Awwww…poor Bakura, no one will play with him…)

So he was stuck with bugging his Hikari, or as he called it: 'keeping him company'.
But who would really expect him to stay all alone in his soul room, when he could take on spirit form and no one would be able to see him.
You could have so much fun this way, without getting caught and blamed for.

And so, some of Ryou's teachers were suddenly missing their purses, cell-phones, car or house keys, watches, bracelets and whatever else wasn't tied to the spot. Everything suddenly vanished, never to be seen again, no matter how much they searched. Ryou could hear Bakura snicker with glee, or happily humming, whenever he returned to his soul room.

The white haired Hikari would have enjoyed the half hour Bakura was gone completely without a trace, if he could have stopped worrying about whose belongings, or life, were currently being threatened by said dark.
A short time later he had to learn that Bakura unexpectedly ‘found’ the key to the closet in the teachers room, which held everything forbidden the teachers collected from students.

Bakura proudly held out some little knives and happily jumped up and down: “Look what I found! Isn't that great? Look, so pretty pointy and sharp and shiny! And try to imagine, they were trying to keep them away from me!” With that, he sat down on the table in front of Ryou, admiring his new toys, while his Hikari was glad that the spirit was translucent, allowing him to at least see the blackboard.

It was just an hour from break now and Ryou was already contemplating simply strangling the thief to death. Literature was boring enough already, with all those uninteresting books the teacher seemed to love so much. And he always lit a candle, because the light of it always brought such a nice soothing atmosphere to the class room, soothing the nerves of the tense students!

That old fool had no clue how hard it was to hold back a destructive and violent Yami from setting the whole class on fire!
And without anyone noticing Ryous efforts too!
But no, he just had to light it and was happy!
Without being concerned about all the stress it caused a Hikari who only wanted to protect the school from dying in a horrible fire...
But did anyone thank him?
NO, of course not, the man was giving him weird glances as if he was crazy, talking with himself…
Well, sometimes it may look that way, but Bakura was not easy to keep him from something he wanted to do really badly…

/Bakura, come back!/ Ryou whispered for about the hundredth time, while Bakura was standing behind the teacher and stared intently at the candle, his eyes glittering.
//But I don’t want to, I’m bored! And you are just reading that shit! You were complaining about it, and now!?//
/Yeah, it's called lesson, you sometimes have to do boring things, that’s life!/
//Life is not fair!//
/That’s the way it is! Take it or die!/
//That’s impossible! As you know very well, I’m already dead.//

Ryou didn't have anything to say to that, he just let his forehead drop down on his table in frustration, which gained him another doubtful glance from the teacher.
‘Ouch, that hurt!’ he thought, while he rubbed his head.
‘I shouldn’t hurt myself. I should hurt Bakura. A bit of strangling, maybe, and he will be quiet for a while.’ the shorter one thought a ‘bit’ aggressive and annoyed.

//What’s wrong with you, you woke up on the wrong side of the bed?// the root of all evil asked with a sly grin, because he knew exactly how Ryou had slept and woken up today, since it had something to do with him…
Without noticing it the thief king licked his lips depreciatingly and Ryou rolled his eyes.
//Come on, I’m bored, do you really have to stay here? I've never been in school, and I turned out just fine, don’t you think?//
/Yeah, a thieving magpie! And you're always on the run from the authority./
//And how do you know that I don’t do that just for the fun of it?//
The lighter of the couple shook his head, not about to give in this time. The tomb robber needed to learn being patient and that he couldn't have everything he saw and want.

//At last give me back my new toys. Come an, fluffy Hikari…//
/So you can hurt or kill someone? No way in hell./
Ryou had taken away Bakura's knifes after he tried to make target practicing with the old teacher. Since that the pocked knife was safe and sound in Ryou's pocket, which was good and bad at the same time.
Good because Bakura couldn’t get it to kill someone.
And bad because now he had a good reason to touch and tease the boy as much as he wanted.
No matter how often he got hit on the fingers, he still stuck his hands into Ryou's pockets, his shirt or his pants, ‘just to take a look’! Ryou had put the other knives into his schoolbag, and the shorter one just hoped that no one would see them. They would think HE had stolen them!
And Bakura just wanted that one he had on him, not then other in the bag. There are not nearly as interesting as that one in Ryous pocket. (wonder why ^_^)

He pushed Bakura's hand away from his lap, when he touched him again, stroking over his thighs and giving him a seductive smile.

//We could do so many more important things right now, Hikari!//
/Then get lost in your ring and take a nap. I wake you up when it’s time for break, I promise!/ Ryou looked at the thief hopefully, but to his disappointment his darker half just shook his head:
//But I want to stay here with you, Hikari. Can’t we go?//
/No, we can’t!/ and with that the discussion came to an end and he looked at his book. If the stubborn spirit didn’t want, well. He would just ignore him and pay attention to the teacher and the book, like all the others that were long since reading.

//Hey, Ryou, look!//
Ryou didn’t react even when he heard a startled gasp from the old man in front of the class.
//Now take a look, Hikari!// the tomb said, just to get ignored again. But of course, he wouldn’t quit, so he called happily:
//Oh look how nice it burns.//
“Take your hands immediately away from that candle!” Ryou snapped automatically, but as he looked up he saw the teacher lighting the candle again after Bakura had blown it out numerous times. No fire was in sight, he had been tricked since the ring spirit knew very well that Ryou would look up immediately when he was talking about fire and something burning.

“Excuse me?”
“Nothing, Sir, excuse me, I thought the candle was falling over…”
The boy sat down stuttering under the blaming glare of the teacher, cheeks red and Bakura was happily chuckling as Ryou looked at him.

“Fine, but now stop daydreaming, you can do that in your break. You shouldn’t stare into nothingness and murmur under your breath like that. Next time I catch you doing that, you will get a note into the class book, it has happened way to often these days. After school you have time enough to dream about your girlfriend, now I want you to read the book, because you will have a test about it!” the teacher insisted.

Bakura was standing behind the oblivious man and glared down at him with burning eyes.

//Grrr… Nobody talks with my Hikari like that, and get away with it! And he’s NOT dreaming about some stupid bitch! Or else I would shred them to pieces before I eat them, if they dare sneaking into and disrupting the peaceful dreams of my fluffy, little Ryou!// he said, with a glint his eyes that clearly stated he'd kill anyone that would try something with his Hikari, even if the only one seeing him was Ryou.
Said light just rolled his eyes at the unnecessary attack of jealousy and possessiveness.

/Bakura, stop that! I'm in enough trouble because of you!/
Ryou shook his head, but then looked down, noticing that the teacher still had his eyes on him.

It was quiet for a few minutes, and then:

//Ryou, look!// the tomb robber was still bored and his Hikari was again ignoring him.
So he didn't feel content with blowing the damn candle out, he snatched it away and waved it in front of the teacher and made weird noises.
“Buuu, huuu, I’m a ghost…!”
The poor man tried to snap the burning thing out of the air, but it floated out of his reach.
Ryou was the only one who could see the laughing Bakura, standing there and having his fun:
“I’m the ghost of last Christmas! I’m here to drink your blood… I’m the ghost of Christmas.”
“Bakura, Christmas is long over!”

(Now a Warning: You should skip the next few sentence if you are a very religious Christ, I don’t want to hurt or insult someone with Bakura's joke about Jesus! I‘m not very religious myself, but some may see that different.)

“Well, then I’m the ghost of last Easter!”
“BAKURA!”
“Easter isn’t that long over and is about a ghost!” he answered, stubborn like a spoiled brat.

“I’m the ghost of last Easter! I want to be the ghost of last Easter! So worship me, or I will eat you all! I’m back from the dead!
Wait a minute, that means I’m Jesus!
He also died and came back to life!
Just like me! And Jesus was the son of god, like the pharaoh!

I’m the ghost of Easter, that means I‘m Jesus, and as son of a god I’m also a pharaoh!” excited about his newest, brilliant and absolute unappeasable conclusion Bakura was bouncing up and down.

“Did you hear that, Ryou, I’m Pharaoh! I’m Pharaoh! Just wait until I tell Yami about that I’m a pharaoh too!”

For a moment, the boy wondered if Bakura might have been drinking coffee again, and he was this bouncy because of that, but it didn’t really matter since it didn’t change anything about the situation.

Bakura was intolerably annoying.

“Stop that shit!!” Ryou snapped and stormed over to him, cursing angrily.
Sadly, he had forgotten about the fact that nobody except for him could see Bakura and that the teacher was standing right between them and was staring, horrified, at the small Hikari.
“Get lost!” he said and pointed to the door, Bakura stuck out his tongue and let the smaller one take away the candle without any further protest.
As Bakura strolled out and slammed the door shut behind him, Ryou carefully laid the candle back onto the table.
But then he realized that everyone was staring at him as if he had gone nuts and he turned a nice shade of red.

“I don’t know how you managed to make the candle and door move by themselves, or how you did that trick with the voice, but I have had enough of your pranks! You will stay outside for the rest of class! Do you honestly think I'd let myself be thrown out by one of my students?”

Ryou opened his mouth to protest, but didn’t know what to say, how to explain this all and just closed it again, the teacher had silenced him with a glare anyway, as soon as he tried moving his lips. He put together his belongings before vanishing with a dark look: ”Fine, that shit is useless anyway…” he whispered lowly, but it seemed the teacher had heard him anyway:
“WHAT was that?!”
“I said: Yes, Sir!” and with that, he slammed the door closed for the second time in the last few minutes on his way out.

As soon as he was outside two strong arms snuck around his shoulders and hips, and he was pushed backwards against something hard before he heard a purring sound by his ear:

“Ryyyyouuuu….”
“What! What is it now!?” Ryou asked, a little angry.
He could have screamed: Anything that could go wrong was going wrong.
First he was too late in the morning, then the exuberant Bakura didn’t leave him alone for one bit, and the teachers were all after him…

It couldn’t get any worse…
(That’s what he is thinking! But I‘m not done with the poor boy, I‘m just giving him a little break to get rid of his dark and calm down a little…)

Sighing, Ryou leant against the wall with closed eyes and took a few deep, calming breaths to relax. When he opened his eyes again, he noticed that his dark side was gone. Wondering, he looked to right and left ‘Oh, I can get rid of him that easily? Close your eyes and done? One day they will expel me from school because of him fooling around…’

Bakura gave his poor, haunted Hikari a stern glance, before he made up his mind.
This spiteful teacher was the sole reason Ryou wasn’t happy. (sure, and he had noting to do with it..)
And when Ryou wasn’t happy, Bakura wasn’t either.
And when Bakura wasn’t happy, someone was going to pay.
Most likely with cash or possessions, but life was also taken gladly.

And with that in mind, the thief stormed back into the classroom, and shortly after, the poor teacher fled out of the door, running past Ryou horrified and screaming loudly and was out of sight before Ryou was able to say anything.

//Alright, done. Now all is well!// Bakura proudly smirked down at his small Hikari, happy with the way he solved this problem.
//He'll never be bothering you again.// he hugged his fluffy Hikari fiercely and buried his face in the white soft hair, purring softly while his hands roamed over the shivering body pressed against him.

And Ryou wondered if saying something would be of any use right now…

He looked up at his dark, who hold him happily like a child would his favorite toy, cuddling him in his arms to cheerful skip away, not brothering with the scared looks he got for that, since the other students thought if he was on drugs or just crazy.

‘Probably not…’

Another place, a little later, the same school: (After the break, I think…)

Unusually many students were gathered in the swim hall of the school in bathing clothes and were talking excitedly, waiting to get permission to go into the pool. Or someone telling them what happened, everyone could feel that something was off, and there were students of three classes there, and no teacher in sight.

Finally, a teacher came in and effectively silenced them with his whistle, before waiting for them to gather around him:

“Now everybody listen up, please, I have to clear some things first.
Today you all will swim in the hall inside instead of outside in the bigger pool because some of you were complaining about how it was too cold outside.”

“Pansies” Kaiba snorted, scoffing from his place against the wall. Around him, everyone stayed a big, safe distance from him. The only one inside this circle was Joey, who leant beside him at the wall: “Yeah, they’re weaklings…!”

“Secondly: Today, three classes will have to be put together, because we don’t have enough teachers at the moment. So, please, if you don’t feel well, IMMEDIATELY go to the school's doctor or the nurse! It could very well be that there was something wrong with the food in the cafeteria yesterday, and now there's some bacteria or a virus spreading, or a food poisoning or something like that. One of our teachers has even seen a candle flying through the air and he heard voices and he says Monsters were chasing him and tried to bite a bit out of him. If you hear a voice telling you to jump out of the window, or you see a closet opening by itself and knifes come flying out of it, run to the doctor as fast as you can, he will help you. Just don’t panic, it will all be okay! Just go to the doctor, got it?”

Joey leant over to Kaiba murmuring quietly: “Sounds less like a food poisoning and more like Bakura having some fun…” the taller one just nodded moodily.
Wasn’t that big a surprise, who was behind it…

“And no matter what your eyes tell you, there is definitely NO violet-clad man appearing out of a card that floats a feet over the ground, waving with a staff and inspecting cars. Also humans are not see-through, do not appear out of thin air to make cars vanish in bright light. Shadows also don’t move on their own! If you see something like that, go to the nurse or doctor as well!”

“Sounds as if Yami also wasn't idly standing by.”
“Now the only one missing is Marik, then the trio of terror is complete.”
“Great. I just hope the fire department and the emergency doctor are on the start, because if it keeps up like this, we will soon need them badly.”

When the teacher finally stopped ranting and allowed them to get into the water, all he had left to tell them was to try and not drown, the nurse and doctor were too busy already.

Immediately, water-rat Joey, along with some others, ran to find some water balls and played in the water. The brunet didn’t move from his spot the whole time, since he didn’t want to jump into the crowded pool or take part in some stupid game.
He was not the only one to do so, but he was the only one who was ignored by the teacher, instead of being admonished that he should at least pretend to do more than just talk. This was not a free hour after all, even if there were not enough teachers to control that many teens.

Even if he would rather die than admit it, his blue eyes were glued to a single form in the mass of teens in the water.
Kaiba watched as that nuisance of a mutt took a header into the water and surfaced shortly after, blond hair plastered to his face while he cleaned his eyes from the water with a happy grin.
With a few fast strokes he was at the basin-edge to do it again, barely avoiding being hit on the head by one of his fellow students as he jumped into the water. Joey immediately swam after him and dragged him under for a moment, before letting go of him and going back up. The other student repaid him by spraying Joey, who of course returned the favor. Some other students were dragged into the water fight as well, before it ended a while later.
Kaiba watched as Joey helped himself out of the water and how the water ran down his lean body while he moved over the water slick tiles carefully, towards the blue-eyed brunet.

“What’s wrong, moneybag, don’t you want to go in, too? Or are you to high and mighty to swim with us normal people?!” Joey sneered and he shook himself like a dog to get rid of the water in his hair.
“Really, just like a dog…” Kaiba said at the sight, and just for a moment he could nearly see the dog-ears poke out under the blond hair, twitching and moving with every sound.
Kaiba shook his head to get that picture out of his head ’No more Inu Yasha for me, no matter how much Mokuba begs…’

But all Joey could see was the head-shaking and he laid his head to the side, and again Kaiba was reminded of a curious little Puppy blinking at him with honey colored eyes.

But then his ’Puppy’ grinned cheekily:

“Or don’t you know how to swim? I don’t believe it, there really is something in this big, wide world the great Seto Kaiba is not capable of!”
“I can swim, thank you! Or why do you think I have that big pool at my home!”
“Maybe decoration? That would be just like you!”
“NO, it's because that way I don’t have to go in that contaminated basin here. And I don’t have the time for that useless nonsense anyway!”
“You make it sound like this place was crawling with bugs!”
“Yes, I know! Who knows what crawls around here,” and he made gesticulated over the whole hall, including everyone in it.
“You arrogant asshole, that’s called STUDENTS not COCKROACHES!”

“Who said that I’m talking about them, and not about the changing room, or something else like that?! Besides, you bother me, can’t you find someone else to gibber to?”
“Not until you stop talking so snidely about us all. Why should there be any bugs in the school? You just don’t want to go into the water because you swim like a goddamn brick! You would drown, no matter how overblown your ego is, you coldhearted bastard!”

Kaiba caught hold of Joey's wrist and turned him around forcefully:
“You just can’t shut up, can you!?”
And with that he pressed his lips firmly against the blonds, who couldn’t move a bit in his shock. And so he didn’t resist, as a warm tongue slowly licked over his bottom lip questioningly.
Joey opened his mouth without even noticing it and welcomed the other inside. Kaiba used Joey's surprise to his advantage and to thoroughly taste and savor this new interesting flavor. He held Joey's head, one hand buried in blond wet locks, so he couldn’t move back, even if he tried, and deepened the kiss more and more. Tongues met for the first time, hearts beat faster, and Kaiba coaxed the other gently until Joey reacted to his request and joined in the fun. Joey's hands wandered around Kaiba's waist to hold onto him and leant against him lightly, as Kaiba's free hand wandered over the water slick skin of his back, their lips moved together and their warm bodies rubbed against each other in an age old dance they didn’t even know.
Joey made a soft growling sound as he tried to also get a taste, his fingertips wandering slowly over Kaiba's spine, making him shudder into his puppies grip a little. Joey firmly pressed against the others warmness when he felt a hand kneading through his hair.

And so they both ignored all the other students that were watching them with interest and it went on and on.

Only when the need for air made them part, they opened their eyes again to stare at each other with half lidded, foggy eyes, not saying a word.
Joey blinked up at the taller one a few times.
But then it dawned on him that Kaiba had just kissed him!
In front of everyone's eyes! Realizing that, he turned bright red.
“What…” he gasped, “What the hell was that for…”
Kaiba lifted an eyebrow by the surprised stutter of his blond puppy, but then he turned around and answered cool over his shoulder while leaving: “Why I did this!? To shut you up, what else! What did you think!?” but before Joey could utter more than a scandalized gasp, the brunet was gone.

“Who do you think you are, you priggish spiv?! Just wait when I get you, you cold, money-crazy, arrogant, self-centered bastard!!!!” Joey screamed, a little to late, while he jumped up and down shaking his fists angrily, but Kaiba just grinned to himself and acted like he didn’t hear the angry shouts. And even if he would never admit it out loud, he was happy with his deed and Joey's reaction to it, even if he himself wasn’t sure where that came from.


Again a little later, in yet another part of the school, two students had decided to skip class and an overly curious, annoying girl tried to following and disturbing them as much as she could, as always:
She found the room that she assumed her subject in and opened the door. Just to slam it shut again with wide eyes. Then she took a deep breath and slowly opened the door once again, to confirm she had seen right. She really hoped from the bottom of her hearth she hadn't.

Sadly (for her), she had been right.

She stared at the couple, that had taken over the changing room for the time being, though they had apparently forgotten to lock the door, with wide, teary eyes.
Both of them wore nothing but their pants and their usual sleeveless black shirts, the rest of their clothes lay discarded in a heap at their feet.
Their belts were open and hang partly down, their hair was a mess as their fingers were tangled and petted and stroked through it.
The smaller of the two was pressed against the wall and they were well occupied with a passionate and deep kiss. Hushed moaning and panting could be heard while they rubbed against each other, and neither noticed the open door, they were far too busy with each other to notice anything else in the world.
Yugi's arms were firmly around Yami's hips, while Yami had a solid grip on Yugi's ass, kneading lightly. The pants were open and hanging halfway on their thighs, showing parts of the dark silky boxers the both wore, witch where also hanging low on their hips, displaying more of their flawless skin.
Upset, they looked up from their pleasuring activities when the door was opened for the second time and then closed loudly, effectively disrupting them from their fun.
Forehead against forehead, they leant there, panting for air and looked at the door musingly, but didn’t take their hands from each other, as they heard her sobbing loud while she run away.

“I wish she'd stop doing that.”
“Do you think she will ever get it into that empty head of hers that we are together?”
“I doubt it, or she wouldn't have gotten it by now, instead of always going after me.”
“Maybe if we let her watch!”

Yugi blushed as soon as he had said that, while Yami gave him a mocking look.
“Nothing… I didn’t say a word… not a single one…!” Yugi stuttered, before Yami could say anything, even if his face told what he was thinking.
Yugi pulled Yami's pants back up properly without looking him in the face, swearing in his head for talking without thinking first.
The small Hikari blushed more and more under his darkness ruby glance, as he collected their clothes in silence, after he fastened his own pants too. Because you could never know who else was sneaking around.

“A whole new side, Aibou! This is new….” Yami taunted good-natured and pinched Yugi's cheeks lovingly.
“Maybe we should continue this some other time, before someone else sees us?” Yugi tried halfhearted to distract his dark from his earlier comment, wide violet eyes blinking hopefully.
But just as he was about to bow down to take his jacket back, he could feel a familiar hand stroking over his back and move his black shirt up to expose more of his pale skin. He stopped moving for a moment, enjoying the feeling of being touched so lovingly. He didn’t need to turn around to know that ruby red eyes were wandering over his back as if caressing him.

“You don’t want to go so soon, right…?” Yami whispered into his ear, while he bent over him lightly and licked down over the length of the boy's spine down to the hem of his pants. “…and leave me all alone here?” that sensual voice whispered in his ear, while Yami's hands ran over his sensitive sides, and Yugi could feel a hardness pressing against him.

Shuddering, Yugi stood up, but before he could turn around to face his Dark, Yami took a hold on his hips and pressed him against a firm chest.
“Come on, Aibou, I still have something in mind with you...”
“Yami…” he couldn’t say more as the man kissed along his neck, softly biting here and there while his other hand tenderly moved over his belly.

The tanned hand wandered further down and pressed against the growing bulge in his pants, and Yugi couldn’t keep himself from moaning, while he lent back and let Yami do as he pleased. His head rolled back against his shoulder, and Yami used it to his advantage that his Light gave him more excess to his vulnerable neck. With a soft smile he searched for a good spot that would be easy to see and sucked for a while, until he was pleased with the red mark appearing on the ivory skin, showing that Yugi belonged to him and nobody else.

(Like anyone sane would be stupid enough to try and take him away from him ^_^)

He kissed the wet spot in apology, before moving down to the small shoulders to leave more bites and kisses.
Yugi quivered and made little noises of enjoyment, which just encouraged Yami to not let him get away so easy even more.

Slowly, he opened the button of Yugi's pants and shoved one warm hand inside, while the other went under Yugi's shirt and pulled it up. “Yami… Not… What if someone will come in again?”
Suddenly the tender hands were gone, along with the warm body behind him, and Yugi was just standing there and blinking for a moment to register that, as he heard a click behind him, and Yami locked the door shut.

“Where the hell did you get the key?!” he asked wondering as he turned towards the former pharaoh.
“Who needs a key if he controls magic?” he asked with a sly grin, slowly striding to his little one and softly coaxing him to the ground.
“Now nobody can disrupt us, Aibou, my sweet one…”
Faster then he could think, his shirt was gone and Yugi lay there with his pants wide open, while Yami caressed his chest and teased his little nubs, bit and licked them lovingly. The smaller Hikari leant into it and stroked through the others spiky hair, as teeth scraped lightly over his skin and warm lips sucked on supple skin, leaving more bites and hickeys in his way.

“Yami…Yami, Yami…” he chanted again and again, while Yami's soft lips kissed a path downwards, stopped by his navel to play there for a little, and tanned hands got rid of his pants until he lay there on the floor in nothing but his boxers. With a mischievous smile he nuzzled his face against Yugi's belly, his warm breath tickling, and Yugi couldn’t help but giggle softly at the feeling, as he wiggled under his playful Dark.

Yami let his fingertips run over Yugi's pale, soft thighs up until he brushed at the last remaining piece of fabric on his love, to take it away that too.
But before he could do so, his hands where stopped by his Hikari's smaller ones.
“Not so fast, Yami dear. I think you are a little overdressed…”
And with a grin of his own he shoved Yami back, taking care of Yami in the same loving way Yami had done to him.
That they where still in a changing room in the school, or that he was currently supposed to be in class, had long slipped from his dazzled mind.

Again Yami had managed to persuade him with his… persistence… making Yugi skip class once more to be with his dark. That was not an easy task, but every now and than, Yami had more success with his seduction than Yugi had with resisting against said dark and his alluring, irresistible charm.

Just like today, when they ended up on the floor, instead of Yugi sitting in class while his teacher was frantically searching for his car…
Yami's excuse to that was, that the Black Magician had wanted to learn driving, and he deserved a reward for all his help in their fights. And so he send him a car to the shadow realm.

And so came that Yugi now straddled Yami and wrestled him out of his tight shirt, admired the dark skin under his hands while Yami lay there and let him take his time, a pleased smile on his lips at the admiring gaze washing over him. Violet eyes skimmed over the tanned chest, before gentle hands followed quickly.
Yugis soft lips caressed Yamis neck, little teeth scratched over a strong chest, and Yami could only arch up breathlessly, as a hot mouth closed over his sensitive nubs to suck firmly on them. As both of them where hard enough for his liking Yugi let his tongue trailing down to tease his navel too. The growls and moans falling from his pharaohs lips sound sweet like music for the little Hikari, and Yugi sighed against the warm skin.

When he was satisfied with the shudders running down his Pharaoh's body he continued downward and opened the button of his pants, before he looked up with half lidded eyes, his chin resting on Yamis belly, and he heard a growled “Yugi…” from him.
He gave him a sweet smile, and then leant down and slowly, very slowly unzipped his pants with his teeth, making sure Yami could feel every vibration in his growing arousal.
Yami moaned deep in his throat, while his pants were being removed and he was freed of the restricting cloth.
//…Yugi… are you trying to kill me…//
Yugi crawled up to him and caught his lips again, making soft mewling sounds and rubbing ivory skin over tanned one, and their hearts beat the same rhyme.

Yugi's eyes lightened up when the Spirit pulled something out of his pocket and showed it to him with a sly smile.
“I think we will need this.” he whispered huskily into his ear before he lightly bit the earlobe.
Yami gave his lighter half another passionate kiss and rolled them around again so he could be on top and discarded the last barrier between them.
Yugi shuddered in anticipation under the gentle touch of his lovers talented fingers.

None of them noticed or cared that there were several people banging on the door, or their futile attempts to open it, having heard loud moaning and whimpering on the other side…


The loud ring of the bell signalized the next hour beginning, in which the theater group should in fact meet again.
In fact.
Kaiba was right on time, as always, followed by Joey who was hot on his heels, insulting him the whole time for the, in his eyes, very mean Joke earlier.

But to his frustration the brunet didn’t acknowledge him, he ignored his puppy, instead of fighting with him.
Joey was bored out of his mind, Tristan didn’t have detention with them, besides the fact that he was still being told off by a teacher for flirting with someone in the class, instead of paying attention. As if he was the only one doing this, really. For a moment Joey just rolled his eyes. That stupid teacher never meet the Yamis so far, or he wouldn’t throw up a fit like that at a little talking!

And the others hadn't shown up yet.
Besides Anzu, who was sitting in a corner crying about how Yami had betrayed her and how mean they all were…
But she didn’t count.

Suddenly, Yami and Yugi strolled in hand in hand, both with red cheeks and tousled hair, and Yugi's shirt was buttoned the wrong way without one of them noticing it.

But Joey noticed, as well as the hickey that was shining bright red on the pale skin, as well as several other marks: “What’s wrong, Yugi, did something bite you?” he asked with a cheeky grin, and laid his arm on the smaller ones shoulder. Joey was happy that now at least he had someone to friendly tease a little. “Have some stories to share with us?”

Yugi shook his head and blushing, and Yami's telltale chuckling wasn’t helping either.
But then he took pity with his boyfriend and removed Joey's hand from his shoulder with two fingers:“If you want to know what we have done, ask Kaiba, I’m pretty sure he would gladly show you! I heard you two got a little closer today?!” And with that, Yami sat down in a chair and dragged Yugi onto his lap to nuzzle his neck contently.
Before Joey or Kaiba could react, footsteps from outside the room got their attention, accompanied by laughter and giggling.

Then Malik and Marik burst into the room.
They were grinning cheek to cheek and waving around some fliers.
“Hey, you have to see this, someone is passing these around school!”
Innocently, the two Egyptians gave everyone one of the fliers, which appeared to be copies of a photo.
Yami raised an elegant eyebrow: “And you, of course, don’t have anything to do with this, right?!”
“What do you think, Pharaoh! Of course not, we would never do such a thing!” Marik explained, obviously acting innocent, just to continue to giggle like crazy a moment later, destroying the (fake) image of the innocent Egyptians.

“Serves them right, we warned Bakura not to mess with us, he was going too far with his little prank.”
“And this is the pay back.”
“Doesn’t Baku look cute here?”

And both giggled insanely, happy with the great idea they had had.
“How did you get that anyway? And without Bakura noticing, too?” Joey wondered while he kept starring at the picture.
Somehow it was really cute, but if the thief would see it…
The Shadow Realm would soon have two new occupants, that was sure.
“Well, Bakura is not the only one who knows how to pick a lock!”

Malik and Marik had spent half the night coming up with a decent plant to make the tomb robber pay. But sadly it hadn't been as easy as they thought it would, since they didn’t even want to kill him, just humiliate him a little.
Or a lot, but anyway.
Send someone to the Shadow Realm sure was a lot easier than thinking of a plan. Especially if one of the two kept burying his nose in the hair of the other or couldn’t get his hands or mouth away from Malik…

But at one point they had given up, frustrated, and got out in the dawn to go spying on the two unlucky albinos.
Maybe there they would find something of interest for them to use against the thieving Yami.
And when they had looked through the window, they had had such a good view, they just couldn’t resist. They had somehow managed to pick the look of the back door on the other side of the house to get in and, lucky for them, they had found Ryou's digital camera in the living room. Malik borrowed it with the promise to give it back before the boy would even know it was gone.
Because they weren't Bakura. (I mean, they don’t steal)
They had taken several photos of the sleeping couple and then quietly disappeared.
There was so much work to do, they have to get the pictures into the computer and then return the camera before the sun was rising.
They chose the best pictures out of them and made countless copies of it.
The whole school should gain something from their busy and sleepless night after all.

And that was why some of the copies were now sailing down from the roof of the school, so everyone standing down there could get one and show it to others as well.
On the black board, in the cafeteria, even in the teachers room, everywhere suddenly appeared this pictures out of nowhere, so really everyone could take a look and laugh at it.
Yugi looked at the innocent piece of paper in Yami's hand doubtful, before he asking the tomb keeper:
“Do you really think that this is a good idea? I bet Bakura will be angry if he sees this. And he will certainly see it. And Ryou didn’t do anything to you! Poor Ryou!” he whispered sympathetic.
This must be very embarrassing for the other Hikari…

The picture showed Ryou and Bakura, in a loving embrace.
Both of them were cuddled together in sleep, Bakura's head peacefully resting on Ryou's belly.
They were smiling sweetly in their dreams, one of Ryou's hands was nestled in the white hair of his lover, with a few strands curled around his wrist.

But that wasn’t what made the photo so funny, or cute, and got everyone laughing or going ’Awwww’ or ’Ohhhhh’ when they looked at it.

It was because neither of them had any clothes on, and apparently, they were sleeping on the kitchen floor, sprawled out under the table.
Even if you couldn’t see the lower bodies of them, because Ryou was laying on his back with his tomb robber half on top of him, you could see enough of the pale skin, and Bakura's bare ass sticking out.
Ryou's hand that wasn't in the thief’s hair was tied to one table leg with a soft-looking white cloth, and you could see leftovers of chocolate on their skin and the floor, as well as something red. The glass laying beside them told that it was cherry jam. There was lots of chocolate as well, and a smeared hand print on Ryou's chest.
The Hikari had a pair of white rabbit ears sticking out of his tousled hair, and a white blindfold was innocently laying next to his face…

Everyone had a wide grin on their faces after reading the message under the photo:
‘Ryou’s kitchen, today 4.30 am. The end of a hard night’

Well, at least they all were giggling until someone tore the door open, and all they could see was a white blur of spiked hair, followed by a loud:
“MALIK! MARIK!”
All of the teens stepped back at the sharp tone and tried to hide the picture which was obviously the reason for the bad mood, trying not to upset him even more and accidentally follow the insane couple on their way to the shadow realm.

Glaring eyes where dangerously narrowed as they searched and found their victims, the two snickering blonds.
“You… You… I’ll kill you!”
“Hey, Kura, you all right? You look like you where too close to the electric socket again! You shouldn’t always stick knives in them…” Marik teased, not a bit impressed by the threat, indicating the white hair, witch was even more spiky then usually.
“Yeah, and your voice sounds a little bit like Ryou, just more...mad!” Malik agreed with his insane other. “And crazy.” (I mean, it is not as deep as usually)
Brown eyes glared at them while he waved one of the Photos before their faces.
“How could you! You… You…” he gasped for air, not knowing how to put his anger into words, too furious at their latest prank.

“Well, now he's angry,” the second of the white haired couple said sarcastically, comfortably leaning in the door, his hands crossed over his chest.
“My deepest condolences, you bunch of brainless idiots, now your in for it! You really shouldn’t get him that mad at you…”

Confused both the tomb keepers looked at each other, before it finally registered in their heads.
The one in the door was the real Bakura, the self-appointed king of the thieves…

But that would also mean that the hissing whirlwind, that was now walking towards them with a rope, was...

“RYOU?!”

Without a single sound, he tied them up and dragged them out the door with surprising strength, murmuring: “just wait until I’m done with you! You will regret…”

The king of thieves made room, pity showing on his face, so his light could get his victims outside:
“You will wish that I had simply send you to the shadow realm. Ryou can be rather mean if he gets angry like that.” he told them, almost sympathetic, while they were yanked away.

And then they were out of sight, the surprised faces looking after them made Bakura grin:
“It's not often, but you should never get in his way when he actually looses it.”
“I think you worry to much. We all know Ryou, he would never hurt a fly!“
The Yami rubbed the back of his head as if remembering something painful, before whispering: “He knows very well how to use a frying pan, if he wants to, I can tell…” But then he made a proud face: “My little one learned a lot from me!”

Silently, Joey asked himself if it was safe to follow them now, to see what the Hikari was up to with his prisoners, but Kaiba beside him shook his head as if he was reading his thoughts: “We should give him a few minutes until we go and watch. His Yami obviously rubbed off on him. That’s what happens when you always hang around with a psycho like him.”
“That psycho could always send you to the shadow realm, if you don’t shut the fuck up!”
“Well, but then you will have to read that book by yourself, instead of watching the movie.” He opened the suitcase he had brought with him.
A look inside it told them that he had stayed true to his word and brought the DVDs with him and now share them with everyone.
“The faster we’re done, the faster I can go back to my office. Work doesn’t finish itself!” he explained his sudden attack of helpfulness.

Yami gave Yugi the picture he still had in his hand to take the DVDs and looked at the cover, while Yugi glanced at the flyer in his hand for a moment, before he folded it to put it into his pocked, so Ryou didn’t have to see it. (he just had to see the other few hundred now *g*)
Bakura noticed, and when the small puzzle holder passed by him to go out the door like the rest of them, he whispered to him: “If you like what you see, you could always join us. You wouldn’t regret it, I promise…”
Chuckling, he followed the others, while Joey tried finding out where their crazy friends had been carried off to. The Tomb robber ignored the warning glare he got from Yami for hitting on his boyfriend again and grinned at Yugi's blushing face.
“I was just thinking that they deserved whatever Ryou do to them!” he told Bakura, who just grinned at him.
“Yeah, sure keep telling yourself that, but one day I get you.”
“As if you could ever compare to my Yami!“ and he stick out his tongue at the thief and hugged his darker side tightly, who just put his arms around him and glared over his shoulder.
“Oh, come on, Pharaoh, it isn‘t very nice not to share every once a while! And I promise we don’t hurt him!“
“Don’t even think about it! Useless thief!“
“One day I will get the Hikaris, and you can‘t stop me!“
And with that he strolled by, but sadly Yamis boot came in his way, and he fell face forward on the ground.
Joey turned around at the loud sound: “What was that?“
“Just the tomb robber, he is too stupid to walk!“
They just shrugged it off and ignored it.

Excited, the whole group trailed after the white haired Hikari outside to look what he had done with his prey.
There was a chuckling mass of students gathered around Malik and Marik, who were the center of attention. More and more students joined them, and even a few teachers stood around them, screaming from the top of their lungs to stop, or they would be expelled from school. And Marik hollered back that they should just try, he was only there because of Malik, and he could always feed them to the pets of his dear Hikari-pretty, if they upset the poor little boy in any way.
And the smaller of the two tried to tell them it would be impossible without some help and that they should please ignore his insane friend, he will deal with them later.
At the treat Marik just swung to his Hikari and tried to lick at his cheek.
The adults soon walked away, seeing that talking was useless anyway and they refused to come down, and they always caused some commotion.

They both dangled on the highest flag pole, tied up and naked, right in front of the school.
Their clothes were swimming in a nearby pond while they were just wearing their boxers.

On their heads.

Malik’s chest had big, black letters written on it, reading:

Attention, snappy idiot
Please don’t feed

Thanks to Ryou's neat writing the message was easy to read, even from below. They tried threatening Ryou with what they'd do to him once they got down, and Bakura growled back at them, telling them they should just try, he'd be waiting for them.

The Hikari had written something nice on Marik's chest, too:

Clinically insane
And proud of it!

He had left a message on their backs, too, just for fun while he was on it:

Sanity is totally overrated.

Both growled down at the smiling boy, who was waving up at them as friendly and nice as always, the marker still in his hand.
Bakura slapped him on the shoulder full of pride: “Good work, Hikari, congratulation.”
“Thanks. Its working even without magic.”
“Maybe, but where is the fun in that!”

The tomb keeper and his Hikari choose that moment to really curse up a storm when they saw Bakura congratulate and cheer on their torturer.
At that Ryou showed them the Millennium- Rod he had taken away from them:
“If you have to open your mouth, then there something meaningful should come out of it!”

And then he let them sing, from the top of their lungs and with enthusiasm: ‘Barbie Girl‘.

Half the school was dying with laughter.
And the other half was rolling on the ground.
A good part of them had fainted from the lack of air and were taken into the care of the doctor and his overworked nurse, who wished that a lightning would hit them, for making them even more work then they already had.

Ryou just took Bakura's hand in his and left. But not without a last warning to the suffering teens: “And the next time you do something like that, I will make you dance ballet on the street. In a pig-pink skirt. So think well about your next stunt!”

“Hmmm, I think I'd rather have Bakura as enemy than his ’nicer’ half.”
“Yes, he isn’t as mean as Ryou. He just sends you to the Shadow realm for awhile, and that’s it.”
“You better don’t mess with Ryou, the thief has a very bad influence on him.”
“Who said he couldn’t even hurt a fly?”
“Do they look like flies to you?”

And so they all walked home, and the two Egyptians hang there for a long time…
After hearing their treats, no one dared getting close enough to free them, so they had to remain there so long.
To be exact, it was a small miracle no one had called the police…

Inside the building Mrs. Gandon was waiting in the empty classroom and wondered why she was alone in there. Shouldn’t a whole bunch of students be waiting for her?
But there was just that weird brunet girl crying in a corner, witch she choos to ignore, hopefully she will go away from alone.
She shrugged and put her watch into her bag: “I should bring it to the clock maker, it seems like the battery is empty. I didn’t notice it has gotten so late. I think I just missed them and they carried on without me. Very well, tomorrow is another day, and we can think about the costumes and all…”
And so, she put everything together and went home.

When she came across the flag pole she looked at Malik and Marik, wondering: “You really should come down from there, or you will get a cold in that get up!” shaking her head, she murmured to herself, what weird hobbies the teens nowadays had…

TBC:


That's all for now, and again nobody was at the rehearsal. And Anzu and Mrs. Gandon didn’t do much this time, but that will change in the next chapter.

And about Bakura's Idea of being Jesus: I don’t want to insult anyone, I can’t remember how I got this idea, I wanted to use it in my last story as the reason why Ryou was so bothered before he went outsides to jell at his Yami, but it didn’t really fit, so Bakura got to say it now. And Bakura was going into his Ring to put away his prey.

At first I had just planned Ryou's punishment and why he did it, but the rest somehow came to me while I was writing.

The part with Yami and Yugi was planned for later, but I decided to do it now, or this chapter would be shorter, and I don’t know how it would fit later in the story.(I have a good part of it already planned out, somehow… Not all, but a part)
And I wanted to let them do a lot less, and it should stop with Anzu coming in, but then I thought: she is not a barrier, so why not let them do more *g*
And then one led to the other…


And then I thought, when Yami and Yugi get something, I should do something for Kaiba and Joey as well.
That was the hardest part, as I didn’t know what to do with them since they were always fighting…

And that thing with the photo, I think that was cute, even if it was more embarrassing for poor Ryou than Bakura. I wanted Ryou to also be the mean one (and later I'll let him do more… *g*)

I didn’t think that it would get this long in the end, since it was much shorter when I started…