Kimi ga Iru

Kimi ga Iru

Summary: Aw, Yugi and Marik! ^w^
Disclaimer: I don’t own Yu-Gi-Oh…If I did, Anzu would have never existed and it’d be so smutty and innuendo filled it wouldn’t even be fit for European television.
Warnings: KAWAII DESU NE!


Knife of Romance

Yugi didn’t know what possessed him to just up and leave Seto’s mansion, but he knew if he’d stayed longer, he would have kept trying to stop Seto from calling his house. He didn’t want to go home, plain and simple. At least not now anyway. It was a Saturday night, why wasn’t he allowed to party like everyone else?

Because everyone worries about you whether you like it or not and you couldn’t party if it kicked you in the ass.

He sighed and put his hands behind his head, chuckling. As much as he was liking the “new” Yugi, he knew he wasn’t all that different.

What am I going to do all night? Here I am, pumped full of sugar with nothing to do and no one to annoy!

The teen walked through the high area and wished he’d ordered Seto’s limo driver to take him down town. If he was going to walk, he wouldn’t be anywhere near home until at least midnight.

****

Bakura paced angrily behind Marik’s back as the latter continued to get ready. The Thief King had been livid when his hikari hadn’t arrived at home on time and was too proud to admit he was worried out of his mind.

Marik snapped on the golden choker and sighed, turning to regard his friend. “Relax Bakura. Are you sensing he’s in danger?”

Bakura stopped and frowned. “No.”

“Then calm the fuck down. You’re bringing down my mood.”

The thief crossed his arms. “Everyone’s gone! Where are you going?”

“I dunno?” The Egyptian indicated his body. It was once again covered in what didn’t seem to pass as clothing.

In another tight shirt that seemed to have lost its bottom half and clad in ripped jeans that revealed more leg than covered, Marik was ready to go out on the town He figured he’d do a little clubbing, a little driving, a lot of drinking, perhaps some petty vandalism, just the usual.

He smiled at Bakura who was now leering at him. “Did you want something?”

Bakura snorted and looked away. “Not in this millennium Ishtar.”

“Awwww!” He pouted and put on some gold bracelets. “You’ll fuck Malik but you won’t touch me? I’m jealous!”

“Yeah right! And besides, Malik is a whore. I’m getting sick of him. He’s a cross dressing –”

“You didn’t say that last night…” came a sultry purr from the door way. Malik Ishtar sauntered in and hugged his yami around the neck, rubbing their noses together and giggling.

“Where ya going Yami-chan?”

Marik smiled and wrapped his arms around his hikari. The boy was nuts but he loved him to death and showed it by giving him a healthy smack on his short short clad ass.

“Clubbing maybe. Want to come?”

Malik put his head on Marik’s shoulder and gazed at Bakura. “Bakura, can I go out with my yami?”

“Like I give a fuck!” Bakura stomped out of the room and Malik hid his face in Marik’s neck, swallowing hard.

Marik frowned. “Malik?”

A wail erupted from the boy and Marik held him tighter, moving them over to the bed. He rubbed the boy’s bare back and tried to soothe him.

“Yami! He doesn’t like me anymore!” Malik sobbed into Marik’s chest and the other Egyptian rooted around in his light’s mind and confirmed it. Malik was heart broken.

“He doesn’t love me! He doesn’t want me!”

“Shhh...it’ll be alright my desert fox. You’ll be okay.”

Malik cried more and Marik rubbed his back, realizing his evening was essentially over. If there was anything he knew, it took hours to calm Malik down once he got upset.

“It’s okay…”

****

Yugi grinned in the back of the bus as he sped towards his home. It had been lucky of him to catch the last bus of the night. If he hadn’t, he’d probably still be walking now.

He looked out of the window and took in the sights of Domino’s Saturday night lights. It was beautiful even if he knew he would never be apart of the night scene. Seeing it was enough for him.

In the back of his mind, he thought about the day’s events and hoped Yami would accept his apology. He’d never wanted to hit his yami, but he’d just been so pissed off.

He’ll understand…

****

Yami looked at the clock and shook his head before changing the channel. Yugi still wasn’t home and it was nearly midnight. He hoped his Aibou was safe someplace because he was about to go to bed.

Something stirred under his hand and Yami smiled. Ryou had fallen asleep sometime ago and was now monopolizing the spirit’s lap. He’d had no objections once Yami told him he was staying the night and quickly made himself at home, even venturing into the kitchen cabinets for plates as if he lived there.

They’d had a teenager’s dinner of pizza and coke and watched movies, much to Ryou’s enjoyment.

“I can never watch movies at home. Marik and Bakura don’t shut up long enough. ”

He turned off the tv and patted Ryou’s back. “Little One? It’s time to get up. We have to get you in bed.”

“No…” the boy whimpered, curling up.

Yami laughed and gently got up. He decided to just carry Ryou the whole way and slipped his arms under the white haired hikari and took him upstairs. Once in his room, he laid the boy on his bed, knowing there would be more than enough room for both of them. He’d gotten a full bed long ago when he’d learned of Yugi’s penchant for jumping in his bed while he was still sleeping. Apparently, the shorter teen thought it was an excellent way to wake your yami.

Ryou settled in right way, curling up again and nuzzling the pillow while Yami doffed his clothing and slid under the covers.

He’d talk more to Ryou about his situation in the morning.

****

Yugi tiptoed through the living room trying to be as quiet as he could. It wasn’t as if he’d done anything really wrong, but it was nearly two in the morning. He would have been home around twelve like he’d wanted, but there had been this arcade he’d wanted to go into, then he’d played a few duels –

He shook his head. That wasn’t a good excuse. He just hoped Yami wouldn’t rip him a new one if he woke up and found Yugi still in his school uniform.

When he reached the top of the stairs he listened and breathed a sigh of relief. Everyone was asleep. He quickly went in his room and got ready for bed.

After putting on his flying ankh pajama pants he hopped into bed, unaware of the person at his window. When he heard the tapping he nearly screamed, but quickly covered his mouth. He got up and rushed over, forcing open the window and letting the cool night breeze hit him.

“Marik?” he whispered. “Geez! It’s two am! What are you doing?”

“What are you doing? I’ve been waiting for you all night!”

“What? Why!”

Marik climbed in the window and glared at Yugi. “I was coming to take you with me! Where the hell were you?”

Yugi crossed his arms across his bare chest. “Anywhere I wanted! You don’t run me Marik!”

They glared at each other and Yugi went over to the bed, getting in and pointing to the window. “There’s the window you ass. Use it.”

Marik snorted and started to leave. Yugi watched him, then spoke.

“Hey, why are you dressed like that? Your jeans get caught in a thresher?”

Marik grinned. “Shut up. You’re just mad because I look incredibly sexy.”

Yugi shrugged and laid his head on his knees. Marik came over and sat on the bed. “I was going clubbing, but I had to stay at home for a while.”

“Why?”

“Malik needed me.”

“Oh.”

They sat for a while until Yugi yawned. “What are you going to do now?”

The Egyptian shrugged and ran a hand through his golden spikes. Yugi gave a little gasp. In the moonlight, his hair looked ethereal.

“What?”

“You have nice hair.”

“I have nice hair?”

“yes.”

Marik ruffled Yugi’s hair. “Now you don’t.” He laughed and Yugi pushed his arm away.

“Stop being an ass Marik!”

“Shut up you stupid goodie goodie.”

“I’m not stupid!”

The Egyptian grinned. “So, you are a goodie two shoes?”

“Oh shut up!” he squeaked. “You’re making fun of me!”

“I’m not!”

They shared a laugh and Yugi sighed. “Hey.”

“Hey what?” Marik had fished out his pocket knife and was now playing tricks with it. Yugi watched a bit then continued.

“I hit Pharaoh.”

“Yeah? He got a black eye?”

“Gosh, I hope not.”

Marik laughed. “You’re too cute Chibi. You should’ve cleaned his fuckin’ clock. I know Bakura wants to.”

Yugi yawned. “Stop it with the knife already.”

“Get bent.”

“Bite me.” He muttered tiredly. “What’d you mean today in the bathroom?”

“Huh?”

“About what’d I ‘do’ to Anzu.”

“Oh.” The bronze boy shrugged. “I just meant if you had the time how would you fuck her up for kicking your ass.”

“She didn’t beat me up! There was a whole group of them –”

“Excuses excuses. If I’d been there that would’ve never happened.”

“I guess.”

Marik laid back and Yugi smiled, leaning a bit to look at the yami. “Comfy?”

“Oh ya.” He stretched. “So, what would you do?”

“Huh?”

“To Anzu.”

“Nothing. I’m not like that.”

“Come on Chibi! We’re alone. You can tell me.” He looked at Yugi. “Come on. Violence is apart of life. Besides, just for fake.”

“Marik, I wouldn’t do anything –”

“She steals your yami, she posts your diary all around school, she beat you up. Damn, what are you, a saint?”

Yugi shook his head. “No, I just…look, I don’t like…admitting those things –”

“Uh oh ! You’ve got a confession?” Marik cupped his ear and pressed his knife into Yugi’s hand, sitting up. He sat closer.

“Come on Yugi. Just tell me. It can’t be so bad. Everyone has dark desires.”

Yugi noticed how close the yami was and blushed slightly, gripping the pocket knife. “Marik…”

“Come on…” He whispered, getting closer to the boy. He whispered in his ear. “Who would I tell?”

Chills ran down the boy’s spin and he closed his eyes. “I –”

“Anzu’s a bitch Chibi, tell me, how woud you set her straight?”

“I fucking flay her alive.” Came the husky whisper. “Skin her while she could feel it then make her drink her own blood. Cauterize her wounds so she’d live a little longer…then carve her muscles off.”

Marik wasn’t even phased. He was more turned on than anything. He chuckled in Yugi’s ear.

“Damn, that is so hot…”

Yugi looked into Marik’s eyes. “You think so?” he whispered.

“Definitely.”

They stared at each other and Marik grinned. “Definitely.”

Yugi folded the knife back up and gave it back to Marik. The yami grabbed his wrist, making his drop it.

“Marik?” he hushed.

He stared Yugi in the eyes. “Definitely hot…” He leaned forward then, pressing his mouth to Yugi’s, causing the boy to giggle.

“What?” Marik breathed in his ear.

“Sorry, I ruined our moment.”

“Whatever.” Marik kissed him again, pulling the boy close and Yugi put his hands up, pushing Marik back.

“No.”

“What?”

“Marik, we’re in my bed at two am. No. I know what you’re thinking. No.”

“So…I’m not getting laid am I?”

Yugi shook his head, giggling. “I’m sorry.”

Marik kissed his again anyway and stood up. “Tomorrow is another day.”

Yugi’s eyes widened. “You saw that movie?”

“Yeah, Scarlet’s a whore! I loved her!”

The hikari giggled and waved Marik away. “Get. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“You know it. See ya Midget.”

Marik barely got out of the window in time as an alarm clock came flying his way. He listened to Yugi curse as he heard the object shatter.

Chibis.


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*Courtesy of F-phl
*Can you say dedication to readers? It’s 3 am ya’ll! I did this chapter cuz I promised two a day and you get two a day!
*ENJOY!