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Chapter Twelve
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Includes: Yaoi (male/male relationships), slight AU but no spoilers, surprises (if you like the Engulf Trilogy then you’ll like the surprises *hint, hint*)
Pairings: Seto/Joey, Yami/Yugi, Marik/Malik, Bakura/Ryou, possible others
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Project: Destiny
Chapter Twelve
by Ravenx
“I’m fine, Yami. Really. I’m just going in here to talk to Ryou and Malik. I’ll be fine. Yes, if anything happens I’ll scream for you. Okay. Love you, too.” Yugi smiles sweetly as he shuts the bedroom door in the taller tri-colored haired yami’s face before sighing loudly.
“Having trouble with your lover?” Malik giggles from his position laying across Ryou’s black comforter.
“Like you aren’t? He wouldn’t even let me walk up the stairs by myself.” The smaller boy pouts as he moves into the room.
“At least you don’t wake up in the middle of the night with your yami standing at the end of the bed with daggers in his hands. That’s just scary.” Ryou shivers from the floor by his bed.
“Are you serious?”
“Yep. Said he wanted to make sure nothing came in here and got me while I slept.” Ryou shakes his head slightly.
“But it is sweet that they want to make sure we’re safe.” Yugi sits down on the end of the bed, his short legs dangling down the side next to Ryou’s slim form.
“It was sweet the first couple of days we were back. It’s been over a week. I’m sick of it.” Malik pulls his bare feet up on the bed, his knees bent as his hands play with his sprayed out hair.
“I hear it’s the same for Joey too. But he has Seto and Mokuba to bother him.” The smallest boy smiles widely.
“Is it true that Seto has even started working at home so he can keep Joey within his sight?” Ryou asks.
“Yes, can you believe it?”
“Kaiba must really love Joey to do that.” Malik chuckles.
“He does. I’m glad we set them up.” Yugi nods.
“Have they done it yet?”
“Malik! That is none of our business.” Ryou turns around to reach up on the bed, his hand smacking Malik’s bare ankle.
“I was just wondering. I mean it has been awhile.”
“I don’t think so. They don’t act like it.” Yugi speaks up. “But speaking of…that. Have you two you know since we got back?”
“Are you asking us if we’ve had sex with our lovers since we came back from our week long disappearance?” Malik turns and rolls over so that he rest on his stomach, his head toward his two friends.
“Yes.” Yugi ducks his head, a light blush covering his face.
“Why are you asking?”
“Because Yami seems to think we should wait a while. Its like he is afraid he will hurt me.”
“Same with Bakura.”
“Marik too. And if I don’t get some soon I’m going to go crazy.”
“You are such a sex manic.” Ryou whispers.
“I love my yami.” The pale blonde shrugs.
“You can’t stand to keep your hands off of him for two minutes. How have you managed this long without jumping on him?”
“He hasn’t let me.” Malik pouts.
“Poor baby.” Yugi giggles.
“What do you say we go out tonight?”
“I would love to but there is no way they would let us go out.” Ryou points to the shut door.
“They can’t keep us locked in this house forever. And besides they will be with us the entire time.”
“Where are you thinking of going?” Yugi asks the pale blonde.
“How about the movies?”
“That sounds good.” Ryou nods.
“Maybe Joey and Seto can come with us.” Malik reaches over to one of the bedside tables where a phone sits.
“Shouldn’t we ask our yamis first?”
“He is right, Malik.” Yugi stands up.
“Call them up here so we can ask.”
“We call them to come up here and they’ll think something is wrong. I don’t need Marik going psycho on me.”
“Going? Isn’t he always?” Ryou giggles before he is tackled to the white carpet by the slim pale blonde, Malik’s tanned fingers working their way down Ryou’s sides causing him to laugh loudly. “Stop…plea…please.”
“Say you’re sorry.” Malik grins evilly down at the white haired boy between his knees.
“N…No…never.” Ryou continues to laugh.
“What’s going on in here?” The door is slowly pushed open to reveal dark purple eyes.
“Nothing.” Yugi grabs his lover’s hand off the knob of the door and pulls him into the room. “They just had a disagreement.”
“Who did?” Bakura asks as he comes through the door, his light brown eyes narrowing at the two on the floor. “What are you doing with my hikari?”
“Just trying to get him to say sorry.” Malik sticks his tongue out at the white haired yami while he continues his tickle attack.
“Yami, we were talking before they started acting like children and we want to go to the movies tonight.” Yugi looks up at his lover with wide light purple eyes, his lower lip quivering slightly.
“I don’t know.”
“Please, Yami.” The smaller boy tilts his head to the side a little.
“Don’t do that.”
“Okay, that’s enough. Off my hikari.” Bakura marches over to the two still on the floor and yanks Malik off his lover.
“Hey! Let me go!” Malik yells as his legs kick above the ground.
“Okay.” Bakura smirks as he throws the small pale blonde onto the black covered bed before bending to help his hikari stand.
“Thank you, my hero.” Ryou giggles as he leans up to kiss his yami on the cheek.
“Malik, what’s wrong?” Marik comes bursting through the door, his eyes scanning the room for his lover.
“Bakura man handled me.”
“What?” The taller pale blonde growls as he turns toward the white haired yami.
“He was bothering my hikari.” Bakura growls back.
“Stop it you two.” Yami interrupts, his arms around Yugi’s shoulder, his hands running down the boy’s chest. “The boys want to go to the movies tonight.”
“Why?”
“We’ve been stuck in this house for over a week. We want out!” Malik reaches out to pull his yami closer to the bed and himself.
“I don’t know.” Bakura shakes his head.
“They have been good. And we can’t keep them locked in this house for their whole summer vacation.”
“You’re just saying that cause he used the puppy dog face on you.” Marik smirks.
“Maybe but they do need to get out. And the movies aren’t that far in town. Plus we’ll be with them every moment.”
“Please.” Malik pouts up at his taller lover, his hands running up and down the yami’s board chest.
“I hate it when you do that.”
“Is that a yes?”
“I guess.” Marik sighs.
“Do I have to do that too or are you just going to go ahead and cave?” Ryou looks up into Bakura’s dark brown eyes.
“Fine. We’ll go but you don’t leave my sight for a moment.”
“Deal.” Ryou jumps up and down.
“I’ll call Joey.” Yugi worms out of his lover’s arms and moves toward the phone.
“What?” Marik asks as he tries to move away from his hikari.
“We want Joey and Seto to come with us.”
“You didn’t say anything about the Priest coming, chibi ichi.” Yami starts to protest.
“Joey is our best friend. So if we invite him there is no way Seto will not come as well. He has been acting like you three and not letting Joey leave his side this entire week.” Yugi says over his shoulder as he dials a number.
“I don’t think I can stand being in a dark room with the Priest for over an hour.” Bakura shakes his head. “I might accidentally do something.”
“That goes for me too.” Marik speaks up.
“You mean purposely.” Ryou rolls his eyes.
“Please. Seto is not that bad as long as you guys don’t get him angry.” Malik stands up, his arms wrapping around Marik waist, his head burying in the firm chest.
“Maybe he won’t want to go.” Bakura says hopefully.
“Sorry to disappoint you, Bakura, but they’re going.” Yugi turns back around to face the group.
“We meeting them at the theater?” Ryou asks.
“No, they’re coming here with a limo to take us.”
“Great. I was thinking being stuck in a large room with the Priest was going to be bad.” Marik sighs.
“Enough talking. We have to get dressed. I’m certainly not going to the movies in my boxers and shirt.” Malik starts pulling his yami to the door. “When are they coming?”
“In about thirty minutes. They have to get dressed too.” Yugi moves to follow the pale blondes, Yami close behind him.
“We’ll meet downstairs when we’re done.” Ryou calls after the retreating boys.
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“Hurry up! The limo is here.” Ryou calls up the stairs as he pulls a black leather coat over his gray short sleeved shirt with a large set of black lips on the front, his hands wipe on his tight black jeans.
Bakura stands at the bottom of the stairs leaning against the railing, his dark blue jean covered legs crossed at the ankles. His arms folded across his long sleeved white shirt, his head tilted to the side as he watches his hikari pull his long white hair out from the collar of his jacket.
“Do you really want to go out tonight?”
“Yes, I’m tired of being cooped up in here all day and night. I need fresh air.” Ryou smiles sweetly at his lover before walking toward him and standing on the tips of his black boots to kiss his yami on the lips.
“None of that right now, you two.” Yugi giggles, his sneakers carrying him soundless down the stairs.
A navy blue short sleeved shirt with a white stripe across the chest covers the small boy’s top, a pair of white jeans hugging his short legs tightly. Yami follows close behind his lover, his legs encased in tight black leather, an equally tight black sleeveless shirt over his chest. The Millennium Puzzle hangs around his neck by a thick gold chain, his dark purple eyes narrow as Yugi opens the door.
“Forgetting something, chibi ichi?”
“What?” Yugi turns questioning eyes up at his lover.
“A jacket.”
“I’ll be fine. It’s the middle of summer.”
“And for the last couple of days it has been cold.”
“Yami.” Yugi whines.
“Take a jacket.” Yami takes a small black jacket from the coat stand by the door and hands it to his lover.
“Fine. Why don’t you where one?” Yugi takes the jacket reluctantly.
“I don’t get cold like you do.”
“Malik, Marik, hurry up!” Ryou calls, his hand wrapped firmly in Bakura’s as he moves toward the door with Yugi and Yami.
“We’re coming. I couldn’t find the shirt I wanted to wear.” Malik pouts coming down the stairs, a pair of low riding, tight black leather pants wrapped around his legs, a long sleeved white shirt covering his upper body with the words ‘Can’t Touch This’ written in silver glitter across the chest.
“Which one did you want to wear?” Ryou asks as he turns around to face pale blonde.
“The one you’re wearing.” Malik hisses through clutched teeth. “That’s my shirt.”
“Gomen.” Ryou smiles at his friend.
“Are we ready to go?” Marik moves down the stairs next to his lover, stone washed jeans enclosing his legs with a sleeveless gray shirt hugging his chest.
“Yeah, they’re waiting in the limo for us.” Yugi calls over his shoulder as he and Yami moves off the porch.
“Lock the door.” Ryou quickly runs after his shorter friend, his hand dragging Bakura behind him.
“I can’t believe he took my shirt.” Malik pouts.
“Forget it. Let’s go before they leave us. You know how impatient the Priest can be.” Marik moves past his lover toward the door, stopping for a moment to kiss Malik on top of his head.
“That’s fine, just leave me to turn off the light and lock the door.” Malik mumbles under his breath.
“Turn the porch light on, Malik.” Ryou calls from the side of the long car.
“Yes, sir.”
“Poor Malik has to do everything.” Yugi giggles before climbing in the back of the limo, his light purple eyes looking around to find their friends near the front of car, their backs facing the solid black window separating the driver from the back.
Joey smiles as he reaches out to pat the side seat in the limo next to him for his smaller friend to sit in, his loose blue jeans hang over his white sneakers, an oversized dark red, short sleeved shirt covers his chest. Next to him Seto sits with his black slack covered legs crossed neatly, a white turtle neck fits snuggly around his upper body.
“Hello, Joey, Seto. Hey, Mokuba. I didn’t know you were coming.” Yugi says as Yami climbs in and moves next to him.
“Joey said it was okay. It is, right?” Mokuba’s large violet eyes toward the short tri-colored haired boy, one hand resting on his dark blue jeans while the other tangles in the bottom of his teal and white horizontally striped, long sleeved shirt.
“Of course it is okay. We love you joining us, Mokuba.” Ryou winks at the younger boy as he sits next to Yami, Bakura moving in to sit in the seat facing Joey.
“Why can’t I sit next to my hikari?” He questions.
“You are next to him.” Ryou reaches a hand out to squeeze his lover’s knee.
“Not on the same seat.”
“Quit whining, Tomb Robber.” Marik says as he sits next to the white haired yami.
“No fighting, you two.” Yami wraps an arm around Yugi’s shoulders.
“I did everything you asked, Master Ryou.” Malik mokes as he shuts the door behind him.
“Thank you, Malik. I promise I won’t take any more of your clothes without your permission.”
“You better not.”
“What movie are we going to go see?” Joey asks to change the subject.
“I don’t know.” Yugi snuggles into his lover’s side. “How about a romance?”
“Don’t think so.” Marik sneers.
“Comedy?” Joey suggests.
“No.” Bakura takes Ryou’s hand that was on his knee and threads his fingers thought his hikari’s.
“Horror.” Malik speaks up.
“Yeah.” The pale blonde yami agrees with his hikari.
“Horror sounds good.” Bakura nods.
“No.” Yami shakes his head.
“No.” Seto speaks up for the first time.
“I know why the Pharaoh says no, but why you, Priest?” Marik asks.
“Mokuba.”
“I’m fine, Seto. I’m not a baby. I can watch a horror movie.” Mokuba rolls his wide eyes as he gently pushes his older brother.
“How about…” Ryou starts speaking.
“We aren’t watching a drama. We’ll all fall asleep within the first minute…well except maybe Seto and Yami.” Malik giggles.
“I wasn’t going to say a drama.” Ryou sticks his tongue out at the pale blonde. “How about an action movie?”
“Sounds good.” Joey smiles at the white haired hikari.
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“Who wants what?” Joey asks as his honey eyes scan over the list of items hanging behind the counter at the theater.
“Get Ryou some chocolate covered raisins.” Bakura speaks from next to the sandy blonde.
“But I want some popcorn, Kura.” Ryou turns around to pout at his lover.
“But I like watching you suck the chocolate off.” The white haired yami smirks as he bends down to run his tongue across Ryou’s lips.
“I so didn’t need to hear that.” Yami shivers, his arms wrapping around Yugi’s shoulders.
“Do you mind not doing that in front of my little brother?” Seto hisses as he moves a hand in front of Mokuba’s eyes.
“I’m not a kid, Seto.” The smaller boy pouts.
“The show starts in ten minutes people. Give me your orders now or you don’t get anything.” Joey says.
“I’ll take chocolate covered raisins.” Ryou giggles, his head burying in Bakura’s chest.
“I want popcorn.” The white haired yami speaks up.
“Me too. Oh and some nachos.” Mokuba moves to Joey’s side.
“I’d like one of those sugar and cinnamon pretzels.” Yugi says as his eyes scan over the listings.
“I’ll take some popcorn.” Yami rest his chin on his lover’s spiky hair.
“And what do you want, Seto?” Joey turns a shy smile to the slightly taller brunette.
“I’ll share a popcorn with you.”
“Okay.”
“Then you had best get a super large or you won’t get any.” Mokuba chuckles.
“Where are Malik and Marik?” Ryou looks around his lover.
“I don’t know.” Yugi says.
“They disappeared after we got our tickets.” Yami looks around.
“Probably off playing the video games.” The sandy blonde says. “Now what to drink?”
“Coke.”
“Diet Coke.”
“Dr. Pepper.”
“Water.”
“Same.”
“Coke.”
“Okay, come with me, you three.” Joey points to Yugi, Ryou, and Mokuba.
“What?” Yugi questions.
“There is no way I can carry all this stuff by myself.”
“Fine.” Mokuba pouts.
“Should we get something for Marik and Malik?” Yugi asks.
“Yeah.” Ryou answers.
“Koinu, here.” Seto reaches into the back pocket of his slacks to pull out his wallet, taking out a card he hands it to Joey. “Pay for it all.”
“That’s okay, Seto. I brought some money, I can pay for ours and the missing pale blondes.” Ryou smiles.
“And I brought some for me and Yami.” Yugi reassures the brunette.
“I’ll pay.”
“You had best accept it. He probably want be so generous again.” Joey chuckles as he moves toward the counter with the other three in tow.
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“Shh, be quiet.” Malik whispers, his hand pulling Marik down an empty hall of the theater.
“Where are we going?” Marik asks.
“I’m not sure.”
“What? That doesn’t make since, kitsune.”
“I’ll now what I’m looking for when I see it.” Malik stops as he gets to a door with a plaque reading ‘Janitor Closet 3’. “And I found it.” He smiles, his hands reaching out to open the door.
“What about the movie?” The taller pale blonde looks around the dark room once the door is shut behind him, his eyes narrowing as Malik turns on a small light that dangles from the center of the small room.
“Forget the movie. I want you.” Malik purrs, his tongue slipping out of his mouth to run across his lips.
“I don’t know, kitsune.”
“You don’t want me?” The smaller boy pouts.
“Of course I want you.”
“Then take me.”
“What? Here?”
“Yes. You’ve been acting like I’ll break if you touch me and I’m sick of it.” Malik pushes his yami against the door, his body pressing firmly against Marik’s large one. “And now I want you to take me right here in this closet. Hard and fast.”
“How can I deny you anything?”
“I don’t know.”
Marik leans down, his lips crashing with Malik’s as his arms wrap around the slim waist of his lover. Malik moans into the kiss, his arms moving to encircle the pale blonde yami’s neck.
“Please take me, Marik.”
The taller pale blonde’s hands move around to the front of Malik’s leather pants, his fingers quickly unbuttoning and unzipping the metal keeping him from his target. Malik moans as the leather is pried off his hips and down his legs.
“Wait, wait.” Malik shuffles back a little.
“What? Don’t get me worked up if you aren’t going to let me have you.” Marik growls.
“Oh, you’ll have me. Just let me take my shoes off.” The smaller boy grins up at his lover as he quickly removes his black combat boots, letting the leather pants lay on the floor as he steps back to his lover. “Now where were we?”
Malik’s small hands undo the five buttons keeping Marik’s pants fastened, he pulls the pants down until they rest just above the other’s knees, a smile forming on his lips.
“Looks like we both went commando tonight.”
“You know I don’t like wearing underwear out of the house. Now come here.”
Reaching down the yami grabs the back of Malik’s thighs, lifting the smaller boy off the ground he turns around so that Malik’s back presses against the hard wood door. The smaller pale blonde’s legs instantly wrap around Marik’s waist, his arms moving around Marik’s neck, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss.
Marik’s lips move down his lover’s neck as he brings one of his hands up to run across Malik’s mouth, taking the hint the smaller boy sucks in a couple of the large tanned fingers. The two moan against each other, their bare erections moving together as Marik jerks his hips.
“Enough. Hurry.” Malik releases Marik’s fingers from his mouth, his eyes closing as he finds his lover’s lips again.
The yami’s wet fingers quickly move down to Malik’s puckered entrance, one finger slipping in all the way with little resistance. Malik’s scream of pain is swallowed by Marik’s lips on his, their teeth clashing together as another finger is quickly added. The pain soaring up Malik’s spine is quickly replaced with pleasure as his legs tighten around his lover, his hands moving to fist in thick, spiky pale blonde hair.
“I ne…need…you now.” Malik pants between kisses.
“But…I haven’t finished…preparing you.”
“Don’t care, just take me.”
The smaller boy whines as the fingers are removed, his eyes sliding shut as he feels the massive member of his lover press into him, his teeth bite down into his bottom lip to keep from screaming. Their lips mash together as Marik quickly enters Malik all the way, his hands bruising the tanned skin of the hikari’s thighs.
“Oh, Marik!”
Marik grins against his lover’s lips as he starts thrusting, his hips snapping back and forth with great speed, Malik’s head leans back on the door as he pants loudly. His fingers releasing Marik’s hair and moving to his board shoulders as the yami’s lips suck down his jaw and neck. Malik’s ankles cross behind Marik’s back, his knees moving up under the larger pale blonde’s arms.
The hikari’s hard arousal rubs against his and Marik’s chests, his tongue escaping his mouth to lick his suddenly dry lips. Marik’s teeth scrapes over his love’s collarbone, his hands sliding to cup Malik’s bottom, pulling his cheeks apart move to get better access as he pounds his hikari into the door.
“Oh! Marik! So close, baby! Right there…right there…don’t stop.” Malik pants, his arms wrapping around Marik’s neck.
“I’ve missed you so much.” Marik groans.
“I’ve…oh…missed you too.”
“Ai shiteru, kitsune.” Marik growls as he thrust a couple more times into his lover, his seed exploding into Malik as the smaller boy’s juices shoot out to cover their shirts.
“Ai shiteru, Marik.” Malik replies after a couple minutes of stillness, his heart beat slowing down from its erratic beat.
“I’m so glad you forced me to do this.”
“Like you didn’t want to do it.” Malik chuckles.
“But you ruined our shirts.”
“Oh crap.” Malik pushes his lover away, his legs unhooking as he slowly disconnects them and stands on his feet. “I can’t believe this.”
Malik pulls his away from his chest, several blotches of white substance covers the white material and the glittery letters. His light purple eyes look up at Marik’s shirt to find similar stains on his gray shirt.
“Going to be a little difficult not telling the others where we’ve been.” Marik chuckles.
“Shut up, this isn’t funny.”
“It’s your fault for being so impatient.”
“I can’t help that I love you and want you inside of me.” Malik grins up at his lover.
“We could have stayed home and had the whole house to ourselves.”
“I wanted out of there. Plus I haven’t seen a new movie in forever.”
“And you still haven’t. The movie started twenty minutes ago.” Marik looks down at his silver wrist watch.
“Man, and I really wanted to see this one. Come on we can at least watch the rest of it.” Malik stars pulling his leather pants back up his slim legs.
“What about our shirts?” Marik pulls his jeans up his thighs.
“Uh…here.” Malik stops fastening his pants long enough to grab a roll of brown paper covered toilet paper. “We can clean as much as we can with this.”
“The things I do for you.” The yami chuckles, a firm smirks on his lips as he takes the large roll from his lover.
TBC
071205/22098
Finally! A lemon does appear!
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Disclaimer: Unfortunately anything dealing with Yu-gi-oh does not belong to me but to a very rich and lucky person. So no suing!
Includes: Yaoi (male/male relationships), slight AU but no spoilers, surprises (if you like the Engulf Trilogy then you’ll like the surprises *hint, hint*)
Pairings: Seto/Joey, Yami/Yugi, Marik/Malik, Bakura/Ryou, possible others
Forum(Created by my great reviewer, Jo-Lo): http://s11.invisionfree.com/Ravenx_Forum/
Beta(s): Jo-Lo: To lazy to make something up now.; Sarah Costa
General A/N: I wanted to update yesterday but that didn’t work out since my computer had to go crazy. I ended up having to go to school early to get the rest of my work done and by the time I got home, I was too tired to look at my computer. But it seems to be running fine today so here is the next chapter…Although I should warn you, it will start slowing down a little again but not for long…
Chapter Twelve
by Ravenx
“I’m fine, Yami. Really. I’m just going in here to talk to Ryou and Malik. I’ll be fine. Yes, if anything happens I’ll scream for you. Okay. Love you, too.” Yugi smiles sweetly as he shuts the bedroom door in the taller tri-colored haired yami’s face before sighing loudly.
“Having trouble with your lover?” Malik giggles from his position laying across Ryou’s black comforter.
“Like you aren’t? He wouldn’t even let me walk up the stairs by myself.” The smaller boy pouts as he moves into the room.
“At least you don’t wake up in the middle of the night with your yami standing at the end of the bed with daggers in his hands. That’s just scary.” Ryou shivers from the floor by his bed.
“Are you serious?”
“Yep. Said he wanted to make sure nothing came in here and got me while I slept.” Ryou shakes his head slightly.
“But it is sweet that they want to make sure we’re safe.” Yugi sits down on the end of the bed, his short legs dangling down the side next to Ryou’s slim form.
“It was sweet the first couple of days we were back. It’s been over a week. I’m sick of it.” Malik pulls his bare feet up on the bed, his knees bent as his hands play with his sprayed out hair.
“I hear it’s the same for Joey too. But he has Seto and Mokuba to bother him.” The smallest boy smiles widely.
“Is it true that Seto has even started working at home so he can keep Joey within his sight?” Ryou asks.
“Yes, can you believe it?”
“Kaiba must really love Joey to do that.” Malik chuckles.
“He does. I’m glad we set them up.” Yugi nods.
“Have they done it yet?”
“Malik! That is none of our business.” Ryou turns around to reach up on the bed, his hand smacking Malik’s bare ankle.
“I was just wondering. I mean it has been awhile.”
“I don’t think so. They don’t act like it.” Yugi speaks up. “But speaking of…that. Have you two you know since we got back?”
“Are you asking us if we’ve had sex with our lovers since we came back from our week long disappearance?” Malik turns and rolls over so that he rest on his stomach, his head toward his two friends.
“Yes.” Yugi ducks his head, a light blush covering his face.
“Why are you asking?”
“Because Yami seems to think we should wait a while. Its like he is afraid he will hurt me.”
“Same with Bakura.”
“Marik too. And if I don’t get some soon I’m going to go crazy.”
“You are such a sex manic.” Ryou whispers.
“I love my yami.” The pale blonde shrugs.
“You can’t stand to keep your hands off of him for two minutes. How have you managed this long without jumping on him?”
“He hasn’t let me.” Malik pouts.
“Poor baby.” Yugi giggles.
“What do you say we go out tonight?”
“I would love to but there is no way they would let us go out.” Ryou points to the shut door.
“They can’t keep us locked in this house forever. And besides they will be with us the entire time.”
“Where are you thinking of going?” Yugi asks the pale blonde.
“How about the movies?”
“That sounds good.” Ryou nods.
“Maybe Joey and Seto can come with us.” Malik reaches over to one of the bedside tables where a phone sits.
“Shouldn’t we ask our yamis first?”
“He is right, Malik.” Yugi stands up.
“Call them up here so we can ask.”
“We call them to come up here and they’ll think something is wrong. I don’t need Marik going psycho on me.”
“Going? Isn’t he always?” Ryou giggles before he is tackled to the white carpet by the slim pale blonde, Malik’s tanned fingers working their way down Ryou’s sides causing him to laugh loudly. “Stop…plea…please.”
“Say you’re sorry.” Malik grins evilly down at the white haired boy between his knees.
“N…No…never.” Ryou continues to laugh.
“What’s going on in here?” The door is slowly pushed open to reveal dark purple eyes.
“Nothing.” Yugi grabs his lover’s hand off the knob of the door and pulls him into the room. “They just had a disagreement.”
“Who did?” Bakura asks as he comes through the door, his light brown eyes narrowing at the two on the floor. “What are you doing with my hikari?”
“Just trying to get him to say sorry.” Malik sticks his tongue out at the white haired yami while he continues his tickle attack.
“Yami, we were talking before they started acting like children and we want to go to the movies tonight.” Yugi looks up at his lover with wide light purple eyes, his lower lip quivering slightly.
“I don’t know.”
“Please, Yami.” The smaller boy tilts his head to the side a little.
“Don’t do that.”
“Okay, that’s enough. Off my hikari.” Bakura marches over to the two still on the floor and yanks Malik off his lover.
“Hey! Let me go!” Malik yells as his legs kick above the ground.
“Okay.” Bakura smirks as he throws the small pale blonde onto the black covered bed before bending to help his hikari stand.
“Thank you, my hero.” Ryou giggles as he leans up to kiss his yami on the cheek.
“Malik, what’s wrong?” Marik comes bursting through the door, his eyes scanning the room for his lover.
“Bakura man handled me.”
“What?” The taller pale blonde growls as he turns toward the white haired yami.
“He was bothering my hikari.” Bakura growls back.
“Stop it you two.” Yami interrupts, his arms around Yugi’s shoulder, his hands running down the boy’s chest. “The boys want to go to the movies tonight.”
“Why?”
“We’ve been stuck in this house for over a week. We want out!” Malik reaches out to pull his yami closer to the bed and himself.
“I don’t know.” Bakura shakes his head.
“They have been good. And we can’t keep them locked in this house for their whole summer vacation.”
“You’re just saying that cause he used the puppy dog face on you.” Marik smirks.
“Maybe but they do need to get out. And the movies aren’t that far in town. Plus we’ll be with them every moment.”
“Please.” Malik pouts up at his taller lover, his hands running up and down the yami’s board chest.
“I hate it when you do that.”
“Is that a yes?”
“I guess.” Marik sighs.
“Do I have to do that too or are you just going to go ahead and cave?” Ryou looks up into Bakura’s dark brown eyes.
“Fine. We’ll go but you don’t leave my sight for a moment.”
“Deal.” Ryou jumps up and down.
“I’ll call Joey.” Yugi worms out of his lover’s arms and moves toward the phone.
“What?” Marik asks as he tries to move away from his hikari.
“We want Joey and Seto to come with us.”
“You didn’t say anything about the Priest coming, chibi ichi.” Yami starts to protest.
“Joey is our best friend. So if we invite him there is no way Seto will not come as well. He has been acting like you three and not letting Joey leave his side this entire week.” Yugi says over his shoulder as he dials a number.
“I don’t think I can stand being in a dark room with the Priest for over an hour.” Bakura shakes his head. “I might accidentally do something.”
“That goes for me too.” Marik speaks up.
“You mean purposely.” Ryou rolls his eyes.
“Please. Seto is not that bad as long as you guys don’t get him angry.” Malik stands up, his arms wrapping around Marik waist, his head burying in the firm chest.
“Maybe he won’t want to go.” Bakura says hopefully.
“Sorry to disappoint you, Bakura, but they’re going.” Yugi turns back around to face the group.
“We meeting them at the theater?” Ryou asks.
“No, they’re coming here with a limo to take us.”
“Great. I was thinking being stuck in a large room with the Priest was going to be bad.” Marik sighs.
“Enough talking. We have to get dressed. I’m certainly not going to the movies in my boxers and shirt.” Malik starts pulling his yami to the door. “When are they coming?”
“In about thirty minutes. They have to get dressed too.” Yugi moves to follow the pale blondes, Yami close behind him.
“We’ll meet downstairs when we’re done.” Ryou calls after the retreating boys.
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“Hurry up! The limo is here.” Ryou calls up the stairs as he pulls a black leather coat over his gray short sleeved shirt with a large set of black lips on the front, his hands wipe on his tight black jeans.
Bakura stands at the bottom of the stairs leaning against the railing, his dark blue jean covered legs crossed at the ankles. His arms folded across his long sleeved white shirt, his head tilted to the side as he watches his hikari pull his long white hair out from the collar of his jacket.
“Do you really want to go out tonight?”
“Yes, I’m tired of being cooped up in here all day and night. I need fresh air.” Ryou smiles sweetly at his lover before walking toward him and standing on the tips of his black boots to kiss his yami on the lips.
“None of that right now, you two.” Yugi giggles, his sneakers carrying him soundless down the stairs.
A navy blue short sleeved shirt with a white stripe across the chest covers the small boy’s top, a pair of white jeans hugging his short legs tightly. Yami follows close behind his lover, his legs encased in tight black leather, an equally tight black sleeveless shirt over his chest. The Millennium Puzzle hangs around his neck by a thick gold chain, his dark purple eyes narrow as Yugi opens the door.
“Forgetting something, chibi ichi?”
“What?” Yugi turns questioning eyes up at his lover.
“A jacket.”
“I’ll be fine. It’s the middle of summer.”
“And for the last couple of days it has been cold.”
“Yami.” Yugi whines.
“Take a jacket.” Yami takes a small black jacket from the coat stand by the door and hands it to his lover.
“Fine. Why don’t you where one?” Yugi takes the jacket reluctantly.
“I don’t get cold like you do.”
“Malik, Marik, hurry up!” Ryou calls, his hand wrapped firmly in Bakura’s as he moves toward the door with Yugi and Yami.
“We’re coming. I couldn’t find the shirt I wanted to wear.” Malik pouts coming down the stairs, a pair of low riding, tight black leather pants wrapped around his legs, a long sleeved white shirt covering his upper body with the words ‘Can’t Touch This’ written in silver glitter across the chest.
“Which one did you want to wear?” Ryou asks as he turns around to face pale blonde.
“The one you’re wearing.” Malik hisses through clutched teeth. “That’s my shirt.”
“Gomen.” Ryou smiles at his friend.
“Are we ready to go?” Marik moves down the stairs next to his lover, stone washed jeans enclosing his legs with a sleeveless gray shirt hugging his chest.
“Yeah, they’re waiting in the limo for us.” Yugi calls over his shoulder as he and Yami moves off the porch.
“Lock the door.” Ryou quickly runs after his shorter friend, his hand dragging Bakura behind him.
“I can’t believe he took my shirt.” Malik pouts.
“Forget it. Let’s go before they leave us. You know how impatient the Priest can be.” Marik moves past his lover toward the door, stopping for a moment to kiss Malik on top of his head.
“That’s fine, just leave me to turn off the light and lock the door.” Malik mumbles under his breath.
“Turn the porch light on, Malik.” Ryou calls from the side of the long car.
“Yes, sir.”
“Poor Malik has to do everything.” Yugi giggles before climbing in the back of the limo, his light purple eyes looking around to find their friends near the front of car, their backs facing the solid black window separating the driver from the back.
Joey smiles as he reaches out to pat the side seat in the limo next to him for his smaller friend to sit in, his loose blue jeans hang over his white sneakers, an oversized dark red, short sleeved shirt covers his chest. Next to him Seto sits with his black slack covered legs crossed neatly, a white turtle neck fits snuggly around his upper body.
“Hello, Joey, Seto. Hey, Mokuba. I didn’t know you were coming.” Yugi says as Yami climbs in and moves next to him.
“Joey said it was okay. It is, right?” Mokuba’s large violet eyes toward the short tri-colored haired boy, one hand resting on his dark blue jeans while the other tangles in the bottom of his teal and white horizontally striped, long sleeved shirt.
“Of course it is okay. We love you joining us, Mokuba.” Ryou winks at the younger boy as he sits next to Yami, Bakura moving in to sit in the seat facing Joey.
“Why can’t I sit next to my hikari?” He questions.
“You are next to him.” Ryou reaches a hand out to squeeze his lover’s knee.
“Not on the same seat.”
“Quit whining, Tomb Robber.” Marik says as he sits next to the white haired yami.
“No fighting, you two.” Yami wraps an arm around Yugi’s shoulders.
“I did everything you asked, Master Ryou.” Malik mokes as he shuts the door behind him.
“Thank you, Malik. I promise I won’t take any more of your clothes without your permission.”
“You better not.”
“What movie are we going to go see?” Joey asks to change the subject.
“I don’t know.” Yugi snuggles into his lover’s side. “How about a romance?”
“Don’t think so.” Marik sneers.
“Comedy?” Joey suggests.
“No.” Bakura takes Ryou’s hand that was on his knee and threads his fingers thought his hikari’s.
“Horror.” Malik speaks up.
“Yeah.” The pale blonde yami agrees with his hikari.
“Horror sounds good.” Bakura nods.
“No.” Yami shakes his head.
“No.” Seto speaks up for the first time.
“I know why the Pharaoh says no, but why you, Priest?” Marik asks.
“Mokuba.”
“I’m fine, Seto. I’m not a baby. I can watch a horror movie.” Mokuba rolls his wide eyes as he gently pushes his older brother.
“How about…” Ryou starts speaking.
“We aren’t watching a drama. We’ll all fall asleep within the first minute…well except maybe Seto and Yami.” Malik giggles.
“I wasn’t going to say a drama.” Ryou sticks his tongue out at the pale blonde. “How about an action movie?”
“Sounds good.” Joey smiles at the white haired hikari.
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“Who wants what?” Joey asks as his honey eyes scan over the list of items hanging behind the counter at the theater.
“Get Ryou some chocolate covered raisins.” Bakura speaks from next to the sandy blonde.
“But I want some popcorn, Kura.” Ryou turns around to pout at his lover.
“But I like watching you suck the chocolate off.” The white haired yami smirks as he bends down to run his tongue across Ryou’s lips.
“I so didn’t need to hear that.” Yami shivers, his arms wrapping around Yugi’s shoulders.
“Do you mind not doing that in front of my little brother?” Seto hisses as he moves a hand in front of Mokuba’s eyes.
“I’m not a kid, Seto.” The smaller boy pouts.
“The show starts in ten minutes people. Give me your orders now or you don’t get anything.” Joey says.
“I’ll take chocolate covered raisins.” Ryou giggles, his head burying in Bakura’s chest.
“I want popcorn.” The white haired yami speaks up.
“Me too. Oh and some nachos.” Mokuba moves to Joey’s side.
“I’d like one of those sugar and cinnamon pretzels.” Yugi says as his eyes scan over the listings.
“I’ll take some popcorn.” Yami rest his chin on his lover’s spiky hair.
“And what do you want, Seto?” Joey turns a shy smile to the slightly taller brunette.
“I’ll share a popcorn with you.”
“Okay.”
“Then you had best get a super large or you won’t get any.” Mokuba chuckles.
“Where are Malik and Marik?” Ryou looks around his lover.
“I don’t know.” Yugi says.
“They disappeared after we got our tickets.” Yami looks around.
“Probably off playing the video games.” The sandy blonde says. “Now what to drink?”
“Coke.”
“Diet Coke.”
“Dr. Pepper.”
“Water.”
“Same.”
“Coke.”
“Okay, come with me, you three.” Joey points to Yugi, Ryou, and Mokuba.
“What?” Yugi questions.
“There is no way I can carry all this stuff by myself.”
“Fine.” Mokuba pouts.
“Should we get something for Marik and Malik?” Yugi asks.
“Yeah.” Ryou answers.
“Koinu, here.” Seto reaches into the back pocket of his slacks to pull out his wallet, taking out a card he hands it to Joey. “Pay for it all.”
“That’s okay, Seto. I brought some money, I can pay for ours and the missing pale blondes.” Ryou smiles.
“And I brought some for me and Yami.” Yugi reassures the brunette.
“I’ll pay.”
“You had best accept it. He probably want be so generous again.” Joey chuckles as he moves toward the counter with the other three in tow.
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“Shh, be quiet.” Malik whispers, his hand pulling Marik down an empty hall of the theater.
“Where are we going?” Marik asks.
“I’m not sure.”
“What? That doesn’t make since, kitsune.”
“I’ll now what I’m looking for when I see it.” Malik stops as he gets to a door with a plaque reading ‘Janitor Closet 3’. “And I found it.” He smiles, his hands reaching out to open the door.
“What about the movie?” The taller pale blonde looks around the dark room once the door is shut behind him, his eyes narrowing as Malik turns on a small light that dangles from the center of the small room.
“Forget the movie. I want you.” Malik purrs, his tongue slipping out of his mouth to run across his lips.
“I don’t know, kitsune.”
“You don’t want me?” The smaller boy pouts.
“Of course I want you.”
“Then take me.”
“What? Here?”
“Yes. You’ve been acting like I’ll break if you touch me and I’m sick of it.” Malik pushes his yami against the door, his body pressing firmly against Marik’s large one. “And now I want you to take me right here in this closet. Hard and fast.”
“How can I deny you anything?”
“I don’t know.”
Marik leans down, his lips crashing with Malik’s as his arms wrap around the slim waist of his lover. Malik moans into the kiss, his arms moving to encircle the pale blonde yami’s neck.
“Please take me, Marik.”
The taller pale blonde’s hands move around to the front of Malik’s leather pants, his fingers quickly unbuttoning and unzipping the metal keeping him from his target. Malik moans as the leather is pried off his hips and down his legs.
“Wait, wait.” Malik shuffles back a little.
“What? Don’t get me worked up if you aren’t going to let me have you.” Marik growls.
“Oh, you’ll have me. Just let me take my shoes off.” The smaller boy grins up at his lover as he quickly removes his black combat boots, letting the leather pants lay on the floor as he steps back to his lover. “Now where were we?”
Malik’s small hands undo the five buttons keeping Marik’s pants fastened, he pulls the pants down until they rest just above the other’s knees, a smile forming on his lips.
“Looks like we both went commando tonight.”
“You know I don’t like wearing underwear out of the house. Now come here.”
Reaching down the yami grabs the back of Malik’s thighs, lifting the smaller boy off the ground he turns around so that Malik’s back presses against the hard wood door. The smaller pale blonde’s legs instantly wrap around Marik’s waist, his arms moving around Marik’s neck, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss.
Marik’s lips move down his lover’s neck as he brings one of his hands up to run across Malik’s mouth, taking the hint the smaller boy sucks in a couple of the large tanned fingers. The two moan against each other, their bare erections moving together as Marik jerks his hips.
“Enough. Hurry.” Malik releases Marik’s fingers from his mouth, his eyes closing as he finds his lover’s lips again.
The yami’s wet fingers quickly move down to Malik’s puckered entrance, one finger slipping in all the way with little resistance. Malik’s scream of pain is swallowed by Marik’s lips on his, their teeth clashing together as another finger is quickly added. The pain soaring up Malik’s spine is quickly replaced with pleasure as his legs tighten around his lover, his hands moving to fist in thick, spiky pale blonde hair.
“I ne…need…you now.” Malik pants between kisses.
“But…I haven’t finished…preparing you.”
“Don’t care, just take me.”
The smaller boy whines as the fingers are removed, his eyes sliding shut as he feels the massive member of his lover press into him, his teeth bite down into his bottom lip to keep from screaming. Their lips mash together as Marik quickly enters Malik all the way, his hands bruising the tanned skin of the hikari’s thighs.
“Oh, Marik!”
Marik grins against his lover’s lips as he starts thrusting, his hips snapping back and forth with great speed, Malik’s head leans back on the door as he pants loudly. His fingers releasing Marik’s hair and moving to his board shoulders as the yami’s lips suck down his jaw and neck. Malik’s ankles cross behind Marik’s back, his knees moving up under the larger pale blonde’s arms.
The hikari’s hard arousal rubs against his and Marik’s chests, his tongue escaping his mouth to lick his suddenly dry lips. Marik’s teeth scrapes over his love’s collarbone, his hands sliding to cup Malik’s bottom, pulling his cheeks apart move to get better access as he pounds his hikari into the door.
“Oh! Marik! So close, baby! Right there…right there…don’t stop.” Malik pants, his arms wrapping around Marik’s neck.
“I’ve missed you so much.” Marik groans.
“I’ve…oh…missed you too.”
“Ai shiteru, kitsune.” Marik growls as he thrust a couple more times into his lover, his seed exploding into Malik as the smaller boy’s juices shoot out to cover their shirts.
“Ai shiteru, Marik.” Malik replies after a couple minutes of stillness, his heart beat slowing down from its erratic beat.
“I’m so glad you forced me to do this.”
“Like you didn’t want to do it.” Malik chuckles.
“But you ruined our shirts.”
“Oh crap.” Malik pushes his lover away, his legs unhooking as he slowly disconnects them and stands on his feet. “I can’t believe this.”
Malik pulls his away from his chest, several blotches of white substance covers the white material and the glittery letters. His light purple eyes look up at Marik’s shirt to find similar stains on his gray shirt.
“Going to be a little difficult not telling the others where we’ve been.” Marik chuckles.
“Shut up, this isn’t funny.”
“It’s your fault for being so impatient.”
“I can’t help that I love you and want you inside of me.” Malik grins up at his lover.
“We could have stayed home and had the whole house to ourselves.”
“I wanted out of there. Plus I haven’t seen a new movie in forever.”
“And you still haven’t. The movie started twenty minutes ago.” Marik looks down at his silver wrist watch.
“Man, and I really wanted to see this one. Come on we can at least watch the rest of it.” Malik stars pulling his leather pants back up his slim legs.
“What about our shirts?” Marik pulls his jeans up his thighs.
“Uh…here.” Malik stops fastening his pants long enough to grab a roll of brown paper covered toilet paper. “We can clean as much as we can with this.”
“The things I do for you.” The yami chuckles, a firm smirks on his lips as he takes the large roll from his lover.
TBC
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Finally! A lemon does appear!
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