Summer Time Magic

Summer Time Magic*

Summary: Our favorite couples have some summer fun.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh. If I did…*begins to laugh evilly*
Warning: *teh giggle*


The High for Today Is…


Ryou came down to the kitchen early, hoping to grab something to eat before he did a little sight seeing on his own. What he found amazed him. Both Yugi and Malik were awake and eating bowlfuls of what looked like to be sugar frosted sugar.

Yugi waved and held up the box. “Me and Malik brought some from Japan!”

The white haired boy grabbed a bowl and poured some cereal. “Great!” He saw the jug of milk and laughed. “Chocolate milk you guys?”

Malik finished his bowl and wiped away his mustache. “You know it!”

Ryou laughed and poured it in. “Poor Yami…”

Yugi laughed. “Poor everyone!”

They munched on the sugary food until the box was empty, Yugi patting his stomach and stretching. “Beach time!”

“It’s just after sunrise Yugi!” Malik put his head down. “No.”

Ryou was ready, the sugar already flowing. “Let’s go!”

The spike haired teen grabbed Malik’s hand and pulled him along, all three leaving the house. When they made it down to the beach, they just flipped out. Yugi all of a sudden began to laugh and Malik ran for the water screaming, “I’m on fire!” running back when the cold water touched his feet.

Ryou started running around in circles and when he fell down just started laughing. “THIS IS THE BEST!”

Malik glomped him. “I KNOW!” he yelled back, holding his face. “Oh my god you look like a donut!”

At this, Yugi burst into fresh giggles, coming over and tackling the both of them. They calmed down a little and lay there in the sand, hugging each other.

“Malik…”

The Egyptian smiled. “Yuuuugi?”

“Sand. In. Places!”

They all started giggling again and Ryou tried to speak. “Wait wait wait!”

They all quieted down. Yugi was grinning so hard his face hurt. “What?”

“Fua fua Usagi!”

They all cracked up again and Malik sat up, looking to either side of him. “Oh my god guess what?”

“What?” Yugi sat up while Ryou wiggled into the sand. The white haired hikari laughed.

“Sand feels great on the ass. I think I’ll tell that to Dartz when I come out here with him…”

“To do it!” Yugi clapped and hooted. “We saw ya’ll last night! Woo!”

Ryou giggled, blushing a little. “Well…it was three weeks too long and then he wanted to unpack…”

The tri-color haired boy nodded. “Marik didn’t waste time after dinner.” He nudged Malik. “And you?”

Malik shrugged. “Nothing great.” The hikari ran his hand through his blond hair, making a face as a sea shell fell onto his lap. “Eww…”

Ryou laughed and sat up. “Nothing great? I thought you loved ‘riding’ Otogi ‘till the cows came home’?”

The Egyptian shrugged. “We did it.”

Yugi shook his head. “I don’t get it Malik. You guys were like…all over each other during school…literally. Maybe you should give him head in the shower.”

Both Ryou and Malik gaped at Yugi. The boy giggled and waved them away. “What? It’s not like ya’ll haven’t done that!”

They continued to stare and Yugi turned crimson. “Oh my god!” He covered his face. “i was not supposed to say that…”

Ryou gave a chuckle. “Aren’t you a little fire cracker…”

“I’ll say…” Malik smirked. “Marik tells me that he just can’t get enough of that Yugi stuff.”

They all giggled and Ryou blushed. “Okay…I’m going to tell you guys something, but keep it between hikaris!”

Yugi took his hands off his face. “Don’t we always?”

The white haired boy shrugged. “Yeah I guess…but it’s…like really private.”

Malik rubbed his hands together. “Finally! I get to hear Dartz’s size -.” Yugi clamped his hand over Malik’s mouth.

“Please continue Ryou, idiot free.”

Ryou laughed as Malik crossed his arms, eye brows coming together. Yugi hugged Malik closer and the boy relaxed.

“Okay…I really like it when…” the Brit turned crimson and shook his head, squealing. “I can’t say this!” He started giggling again, inanely. “I mean how could I say that? ‘Hey guys I like when Dartz talks dirty!’.”

Malik licked Yugi’s hand and was free. “You just said it! Otogi likes it when I call him ‘Slave’ or ‘Dog’. It’s really cute.”

Ryou nodded. “I dunno, Dartz has this double personality…it’s like, he’ll be so gentle and caring and calling me ‘Dearest’ and we’ll make love…and then he’s pounding my ass and I’m his tight whore who knows he needs it…”

Malik sighed. “That sounds hot…”

“It’s like…he’s like a maniacal ruler and I’m being fed to this beast…”

Malik nodded. “Otogi is also really into dress up.”

Yugi finally decided to speak as the color left his face and he tried to stop smiling. “So do you Malik. I’ve seen those photos. You like pink!”

Ryou giggled. “For real?!”

The shorter teen nodded. “Yeah, he came out of his room once in this pink waitress outfit with a whip and screamed for Otogi to come back and ‘be served’. Then there’s that photo of him sitting on Bakura’s lap in -.”

The Brit clapped. “In the leather mini and tube top!” They high fived and Malik just huffed.

“Whatever. Everyone has their thing. We all knew Ryou liked it dirty anyway. You go loopy any time Bakura tells you off or says something mean or nasty. Bet you’re into bondage!”

Ryou blushed. “I am NOT!” He quieted down and stared at the sand. “Besides, I’ve never even tried…”

“It’s great!” Yugi blurted, covering his mouth. “We tried it once…and Marik had to break the hand cuffs ‘cause I lost the key…”

Malik laughed, hugging Yugi around the neck. “So cute! Were you on top?”

“I was in the handcuffs Malik!”

The Egyptian shrugged, still feeling Yugi up. “Oh…”

The boy groaned and slapped Malik’s hands away, crawling over to where Ryou was. He glomped Ryou and the boys squeaked happily.

Malik laughed. “This is giving me cavities!”

Ryou sighed. “I really love you guys. You know that?”

“I know.” Yugi smiled. “Say, lets get in the water!”

The blond whined and collapsed in the sand. “My hair!”

Ryou and Yugi got up and began dragging Malik, laughing and running, trying to go faster. Malik laughed and shouted.

“I’m my own sled!”

Yugi laughed, snorting. This caused Ryou to drop Malik’s legs and laugh as well, Malik rolling in the sand, hands over his stomach.

“Stop guys I’m gonna pee!”

Back at the villa, sipping coffee, Seto, Dartz, Otogi, and Yami watched the hikaris roll around on the beach and throw sand mud at each other.

“You say you found two boxes Yami?” Seto sipped his coffee, wondering if Bakura were prone to this behavior.

“Unfortunately.” The Pharaoh blew at his coffee. “They’ll calm down.”

“Yeah, like at never!” Dartz ran his hand through messy bangs. “I gave Ryou a huge box of chocolate for Valentines and it never ended!”

Otogi finished his coffee and stretched. “Think it’s safe to go down there?”

Yami nodded. “It can’t be too bad…they have room to run around…”

“I hope you’re right…” Seto’s words trailed off as he noticed Marik, Jou, and Bakura passing around a box of cereal as they sat out on the lawn. “Oh god no…”

They all looked over the balcony and Yami breathed a sigh of relief. “At least Amelda -”

Just then, Amelda came out with the sugar container and some chocolate syrup. The spirit nearly fell over the balcony. “WHO PUTS THAT ON CEREAL!?”

Down below, Bakura wasn’t even eating cereal, he was just sucking syrup out of the bottle. Marik was eating out of the box while Jou and Amelda had their bowls piled high with cereal and a diabetic’s nightmare worth of sugar.

“Let’s go down to the beach, huh Fido?”

Jou finished a literal spoonful of sugar and nodded. “Get in da water, catch a tan.” He ate another spoonful and laughed at Bakura who burped, shoving random cereal flakes in his mouth.

“God I love this shit…” he began to pour more syrup in his mouth and Amelda downed an early morning beer.

“Let’s go!” He stood up. “One of the bitches will bring our towels.”

Marik laughed, standing up. “Awesome. I don’t know why you were never here before Amelda. Bakura, this dude rocks!”

The thief king finished off the bottle and tossed it down. “Whatever. To the beach Bitch!”

Jou laughed. “Ya talk to yer mother wif dat mouth?”

Bakura grinned. “No, I talk to your mother with that mouth.”

Amelda and Marik gave complimentary “Ooo’s” and Jou laughed again.

They finally made it down to the beach, realizing very late that Yami had been behind them the whole time. Jou rolled his eyes and Marik crossed his arms.

“Great. It’s the leader of the dork patrol…” Bakura sighed. “What the fuck Yami, get lost!”

“Fuck you Bakura! Amelda’s my boy -.”

They had no time to even scream as three simultaneous cries of “YAMI” were heard.

Bakura, Marik, and Yami were tackled and squeezed the hell out off, Marik beating at Malik to let him go.

“YOU CRAZY FUCK! GET YOUR NASTY SANDY ASS OFF ME!”

Ryou was nuzzling Bakura like there was no tomorrow and squealing. “I love you Yami!”

The thief was limp in Ryou’s arms, realizing he was trapped and not going to be able to breathe properly.

“Please let me go Ryou…Yami can’t breathe right now…”

And poor Yami had it the worst. Already quite chipper without sugar, Yugi was bouncing around Yami, hugging and pulling and squeaking and telling six stories at once and trying to get him to come make a sand castle.

“Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease Yamiyamiyamiyami?! Atemu Atemuuuu!” Yugi pulled on Yami’s hand and jumped up and down.

“TherewerecrabsandseaweedthemMalikalmostdrownedburRyoutotallyknowsCPRohmygodwesawaseagullanditwaslikeWHOAmakeasandcastlewithme?” He glomped Yami again and dragged him towards the water, Malik already on Marik’s back, bidding him follow.

“Yami-chaaan! We’re losing!”

“MALIK GET OFF ME!”

Ryou just smiled, very gently and kindly at Bakura, thoroughly freaking the yami out.

“God damn Ryou! Fine!” He shoved the boy towards the sea. “I’ll build a fuckin’ sea castle, just stop smiling.”

They left Amelda and Jou standing there, slightly puzzled.

“Amelda…what was dat?”

“I dunno Jou…but I don’t want to experience it personally.”

“Me neitha. Got the beer?”

The red head held up a six pack.

“My days set. Gotta make sure we get Yami to get more though.”

The two walked towards the beach, the sun already shining brightly.

****

Mokuba woke up feeling warm and snug. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, frowning as he saw a small tv screen in front of him.

“Where am I?” he yawned and light appeared to his left. A tall young man in a loose navy blue tank top came in, holding a skillet.

“Oh cool! You’re awake!” he indicated the pan. “Want some eggs?”

Mokuba blinked and blinked again, suddenly remembering where he was. He’d stayed up all night talking to Ryouta.

“Um, sure!”

“Cool. Come on out to the kitchen slash deck slash tanning bed! I went ahead and cast off a bit from the shore. Do you mind? Your house is right around the corner.”

Mokuba pushed the covers off and got out of the bed, following Ryouta outside. “It’s fine.” He gave another yawn and Ryouta smiled.

“You should’ve gone home. When you clocked out like that around three, I was a bit worried…till you started snoring!”

The raven haired boy pushed at Ryouta’s back. “I do not snore!”

The seaman laughed. “Okay, ya don’t! But you do make this weird purring noise!”

“Hmph!” Mokuba stepped out on deck and looked around at the crystal blue waters. He was still dressed in his pajama pants and t-shirt from last night. He held out his hand to feel the sunlight. “It’s nice out…”

“It’s nearly noon too.” Ryouta put food on a plate and shoved it at Mokuba. “Eat up Kid.”

The younger Kaiba took the food and began eating, ducking a hair ruffle. “I’m not a kid!”

“Sure you aren’t Shorty. How old are you?”

Mokuba paused before he answered. “Sixteen!”

Ryouta laughed, tossing back his head, then tying on his bandana. “Try again Kid.”

The boy poked at his eggs. “Fifteen?”

The man shouldered his hunting spear and looked Mokuba dead in the eye. “If it’s one thing I can’t stand, it’s liars. Are you going to tell me the truth or am I going to have to run you through?”

The boy squeaked. “You can’t do that! I’m Mokuba Kaiba!”

Ryouta laughed. “So?” He held his spear out so that the tip was just barely touching Mokuba’s nose. “I could kill you and leave you for the fishes.”

The boy frowned, and turned red. “I’m thirteen…I just turned thirteen last week.”

“Happy Birthday then kid. I’m twenty.” Ryouta put down the spear and sat down. “How long ya here for?”

“This weekend.” The grey eyed boy continued eating. “I only get to come out here if Seto’s here with me.”

“Ah…Chaperone! Why, you got a thing for chasing girls?” Ryouta laughed and stole some of Mokuba’s bacon. “Never you mind. There’s not much on the boat, but I’m going fishing so just relax okay?”

“But…”

The tanned fisherman looked at the boy and got up. “But what? I have to eat and make money.” Ryouta doffed his shorts to reveal a black Speedo. “Be back in an hour or so.”

Before Mokuba could protest, Ryouta had jumped in the water and disappeared. The raven haired lad looked after him, gazing into the water.

He sighed. “He didn’t even give me a second glance…” He turned himself and fell back on the deck, gazing into the blue sky.

So hot…

****

Yugi stood next to Malik and Marik’s sand castle, nodding approvingly. “Very nice. Very very nice…”

Malik chirped excitedly. “Yup! Yami-chan so good with his hands…” Malik began shaping little designs on the palace and pointed inside a “window”. “That’s where the torture chamber is.”

Marik laughed wickedly and Yugi grinned wider and wider, his eyes narrow slits.

“So very nice. Too bad though…”

Marik looked up. “Huh?”

Yugi stuck out his foot and the castle collapsed. Both Malik and Marik’s faces were masks of horror. Yugi ran away “Bwa ha-ing” like a Kaiba. Malik punched his fist in the sand and cursed in Egyptian.

“That’s the third time!”

Marik sighed and sat back on his heels. “Just go kick his sand castle.”

“I’m going to do better than that….” Malik strode over to Yugi and Yami’s myriad of Pyramids and villages and dropped trow. Whipping out his own golden Slifer, he forced the other hikari’s creation to suffer a plague of yellow rain that seemed unending.

Over on the beach, Jou was howling with laughter and clapping, Otogi rolling on the ground next to him. Seto shook his head and put his sun glasses on while Bakura was going nuts. He was laughing so hard, he fell over on he and Ryou’s castle, the sixth version. Ryou tossed his hands up in the air and would’ve gone to seek comfort in Dartz’s arms if the young investor hadn’t been laughing it up with Amelda.

Yugi just watched as Malik finished relieving himself and pulled his trunks back up, turning and kicking the sand back like some sort of cat using the litter box.

“Damn I feel relieved!” the golden haired hikari walked away strutting, Marik hugging him and clapping him on the back.

Meanwhile, Yugi and Yami stared at what used to be their Egyptian kingdom.

“Yami…I shouldn’t have done that huh?”

“No Aibou…you shouldn’t’ve…”

“Are we going to rebuild Yami?”

“No Aibou…we aren’t.”

“It stinks now Yami. It’s hot.”

Yami sighed, patting Yugi on the back, guiding him away. “I know Aibou, I know.”

Yugi stared at the sand as they walked. “Yami?”

“Aibou?”

“I wish I had an alarm clock.”

The youth blinked, then shook his head. “Oh Aibou…”



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*Courtesy of Home Made Kazoku
*O_O…bad Malik! We don’t do that on the beach! *drags outside*