I Dream of Ryou

I Dream of Ryou

Mally-chan & hato chiisai

YAOI WARNING

Disclaimer: We to not own Yugioh or I Dream of Jeannie. >.> But hato does own Mikado and Ahmose.

Chapter 13

Marik mumbled and groaned when the sun shone into his room and on his face.

"Urrrg... Ryou... I wish the curtains were closed..." He said. A moment later, the sun was still shining on Marik. "Ryouuu..." He whined, and turned to grab the bottle. But when his groping hand didn't find it, he opened his eyes. "Ryou? Ryou?!" He yelped, sitting straight up and looking around. "RYOU!" He tumbled out o the bed and began searching for the bottle, but didn't find it. He ran through the house, calling for Ryou, but no luck. Finally, he picked up the phone and dialed Yami's cell number. There was no answer. "Fucker! I don't CARE if you're in class, answer the phone!" He howled, calling again. And again. And again and again and again.

Yami groaned, sighing and excusing himself from class. "Gods Marik what do you want?!" he growled. "I'm in the middle of a freaking EXAM!" he howled furiously.

"Yami! Did you steal Ryou from me to ace that exam?!?!" Marik howled, making Yami wince and jerk the phone away from his ear.

"What?! No!" He glared at the phone. "I don’t need Ryou to ace anything!" he added coldly. "Besides, Ryou can’t grant that kind of wish, you can’t gain knowlegde with a wish, Knowledge is something earned, not wished." He added. "What's the matter with you?!"

"THE BOTTLE IS MISSING AND RYOU IS GONE!!!" Marik howled, nearly busting Yami's eardrum.

Yami grumbled. "Marik It's your own damn fault then! You flaunted him around, it's no wonder! He's a genie! A greedy person's dream come true! It's not like you tried to hide him." Yami said shaking his head. "How many people have been in your house since you got it? That might offer a clue."

Marik slowly sank into a chair. "I opened the front door and a flood of reporters came in... but Ryou was in his bottle, and his bottle was in my pocket! The only people who knew were Malik, Bakura, Ishizu, you, Yugi, Mikado and Ahmose!! And I know YOU all would NEVER tell!!!"

"Are your curtains closed when you make wishes? Anyone peering in a window would see." Yami said after a moment. "Please tell me you had the sense to close the curtains...”

Marik blinked. "I, uh... well... Ummm... Oh gods... Yami, you don't think someone...?! Oh gods! RYOU!!!"

Yami sighed. "If I were you, I'd start looking for signs of a break in." He said tapping his foot.

Yami once again jerked the phone away from his ear as Marik SLAMMED the receiver down. Ahmose blinked as Yami re-entered the room, and the professor glared.

Yami sighed and took his seat, finishing his exam quickly. Once class was out, he gave Ahmose an upset look. "Someone stole Ryou." he said calmly.

Ahmose winced and looked down. "I was afraid of that. Marik was careless with Ryou." He said, leading the way to the car, instead of the cafeteria.

Yami nodded. "He doesn't truly understand just what Ryou's capable of..." he said shaking his head. "Which made it all too easy for someone with greedy intentions to steal the genie."

Ahmose chuckled. "You ALMOST sound like you know what you're talking about." He teased, getting out his keys and unlocking the car.

Yami grinned and got in the car next to Ahmose. "You know, I forgot to tell you something..." He said before Ahmose started the car.

"What." Ahmose said, looking at Yami.

Yami chuckled. "I know enough about magic to know good from bad. And that you owe me a dollar still." he said snickering.

"I do not." Ahmose said. "I was right about the genie, you owe ME TWO dollars!!!" he pulled out of the parking lot.

"Oh yeah? Well I was right about him getting stolen, so you owe Me two!" Yami said laughing. "Besides, I forgot my wallet."

Ahmose raised his eyebrows. "Right. And I'd sooner turn you into a frog than give you another dollar."

Yami grumbled, before giving Ahmose a half-pout. "I'd buy you lunch if I had money coming out the back of my ass like you do." He said grinning a bit. "Besides you owe me!"

Ahmose blinked. "I do NOT have money coming out the back of my ass!" He yelped, then snorted. "That's my BROTHER. HIS parents were the rich and powerful Californians, remember? I grew up with dirt poor Egyptologists."

"But he's your brother." Yami laughed. "The only things I get from MY brother, are duel monster cards, and headaches from his sugar-rush moments."

Ahmose rolled his eyes. "But MY brother in under age." He said. "He needs ME if he's gonna do anything." He said. "It's not like he can go back to California, they'd stick him into foster care right off! Hence the reason he begged me to take legal custody of him when his "parents" died in that plane crash. Besides... you're lucky you actually got to grow up with YOUR brother... you know perfectly well that me and Mikado have only known each other in person for a year, and only by letters before then! That's what happens when teenage mother adopt their kids out to different families who end up on complete opposite sides of the world."

Yami nodded. "But you still have money." he laughed. "More than me. Really right now too. I'm hungry."

"So we'll see if Marik's refrigerator is still magic." Ahmose said.

Yami sighed. "You're impossible."

"Yes. Yes I am." Ahmose replied, turning right.

"Just wait, I'll get you back." Yami added smiling. "But I suppose I can settle for magic-soda."

Ahmose chuckled, and a moment later, an orange soda can was dousing Yami in orange soda again.

Yami grabbed it out of the air and dumped it on Ahmose in an instant, laughing. "You freaking ASS!" He laughed, despite once more being sticky and smelling of orange.

Before the stuff even touched Ahmose, it all vanished, and Yami was clean, dry, and not sticky again. Ahmose was grinning. "I'm really liking this magic stuff." He snickered.

Yami laughed and shook his head. "Don’t cover me in soda." he said amusedly. "It makes me feel sticky all day, whether or not it STAYS on me."

Ahmose grinned. "It's all in your head, you freak."

"You know I dislike being dirty for any period of time. I'm willing to bet I always have." Yami said thoughtfully.

Ahmose snickered. "No, you were just whiney."

Yami rolled his eyes. "You're whiney too."

Ahmose snorted. "I am not."

"What are you doing?!" Yami blurted, mimicing Ahmose's voice. "Don’t throw that in there!" he chuckled, making dusting motions. Musing at how Ahmose nearly dove into fire for a BOOK.

Ahmose rolled his eyes. "That is NOT being whiney." He said, pulling up in front of Marik's house.

"I think it is." Yami teased, getting out of the car. "A touch insane too." he said walking up to Marik's door and knocking.

Marik flung the door open almost immediately, and Ahmose and Yami blinked at the crazed looking young man.

"I can't find it!" Marik cried, shaking.

Yami groaned. "Duh Marik someone STOLE it, they didn't hide it like an Easter egg."

Marik growled. "FUCK YOU!!!" And he slammed the door in their faces. Ahmose sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Yami... he's already upset, don't be a smart ass and make it worse." He said.

Yami groaned. "It's not my fault that I point out the obvious when someone's being an idiot about it." he grumbled. "But I'll try to be more 'sensitive'."

"Please do." Ahmose said, opening the front door and walking in. "Marik?"

Yami sighed and followed. "Sorry Marik, you know I can’t keep the comments to myself. Are you ok?" he called.

Ahmose walked into the living room, where Marik was sitting on the sofa with his head in his hands. "Do I look like I'm okay?!" He nearly sobbed.

Yami sighed. "It'll be ok Marik... we'll find him again. I'm sure Mister Magic can scry or something. Whatever magical people do." he said nudging Ahmose. "then we can get Ryou back!"

Ahmose gave Yami a look. "Call me Mr. Magic again and I'll magic your ass to Saturn!!!"

Yami snickered. "At least I didn't call you Richard Simmons."

Ahmose's eyes flashed, and a moment later Yami found himself without a mouth again. "Now shut up." Ahmose snapped, and sat down next to Marik.

"It's okay... we'll find him..." He said.

Yami glared and plopped down next to Ahmose, slugging him harshly in the arm.

Ahmose barely even blinked and Yami winced and shook his hand, finding that Ahmose's muscles had, well... gotten harder since he last hit him...

"Gods... what am I gonna do?" Marik whimpered, and Ahmose sighed, glancing at Yami.

"YOU behave!" He snapped, and gave him his mouth back.

Yami grumbled. "God I wish that when I hit you it'd hurt like hell, like it used to!" Yami huffed, crossing his arms. "frigging....ugh."

Ahmose sighed and rolled his eyes, showing no sign of feeling any pain at all, despite the fact that it had now consumed his arm. But he calmly passed a hand over his arm and the pain vanished. "Yami, next time I will remove your mouth AND arms."

Yami grumbled. "I wish you’d lose your own damn mouth. Snot." he grumbled looking away and crossing his arms. Seconds later, Ahmose's mouth vanished.

Ahmose's eyes widened, then he turned and scowled at Yami. He waved his hand and a moment later, Yami's whole FACE disapeared. Then Ahmose replaced his own mouth. "Ass." He snapped, glaring at the faceless head on Yami's neck. Marik just stared, eyes wide.

Yami would have glared, but his face reappeared moments later. "Not cool." He grumbled. "I wish you were a hot pink baby chicken!"

Poof...and There sat Ahmose, the easter chick. (I couldn't escape the easter feeling...)

…… you’re evil….

Marik's jaw dropped, but a moment later, he yelped and scrambled away when the hot pink chick turned into a large, black cobra, that slowly reared up and flattened his hood, hissing at Yami.

Yami glared. "Oh yeah? Well I wish you were a baby baboon with one of those ugly funny blue asses!" Poof.

Ahmose shrieked, hopping up and down on the sofa, then leapt at Yami and began smacking him around the head, but a moment later, Yami found himself flat on the floor with a massive black lion on his chest, growling at him.

"STOP IT!!!!" Marik finally screamed. "BOTH OF YOU JUST STOP!!! YAMI, STOP USING RYOU LIKE THAT!!! HE'S NOT EVEN HERE!!!" Ahmose blinked and looked at Marik, then slowly backed off of Yami and sat down, staring at Marik who was rubbing his eyes.

Yami nodded. "Sorry Marik..." he said softly, giving Ahmose an apologetic look too. "Stop taking away my mouth." he grumbled.

"Stop saying stupid things." The lion rumbled, then quickly was replaced with Ahmose, who calmly smoothed his hair and folded his arms, watching Marik.

Yami glared. "I don’t say stupid things unless someone does something so stupid it bears comment." he grumbled sitting on the other side of Marik. "Calm down... we'll find Ryou..." He offered his meager consolances.

Marik sobbed and shook his head. "He... he must be so scared... to be stolen like that... Oh gods..."

"Marik... he's been alive for thousands of years. He's probably used to it... I doubt he's that frightened." Yami reasoned. "He probably just misses you. Did you find any signs of break in?"

Marik sniffled and nodded. "T-The front door was open..." He sobbed. "The lock was picked..."

Yami sighed. "Well... was anything else taken?"

Marik shook his head. "I don't know, I didn't look! I don't care!"

"Well... it doesn't look that way... so I'm going to assume that whoever broke in, knew exactly what they wanted. A genie." Yami said motioning to the big screen TV and other expensive items just in that room. "So, this person has been here before, and knew what you had. Did anyone see anything that you know of?"

Marik sniffled and shook his head. "A... a woman asked about the bottle in my pocket." He said after a bit.

Yami shook his head. "hmm... Maybe I can wish him back..." he said thoughtfully. "It's always worth a try right?"

Ahmose frowned. "I doubt it would work..." He said. "But yes. It never hurts to try. Go ahead." Marik watched Yami, hopefully.

Yami blinked. "Dont stare!" he said laughing softly. "Ok... I uh... I wish Ryou was back here."

Ryou perked up in his bottle, despite the fact that he knew he couldn't grant that wish... but he'd heard it. He sniffled and waved his hands.

Before Marik, Ahmose and Yami appeared a large scroll, and a feather quill, which quickly began scrawling ink across the scroll.

Marik, Ahmose and Yami blinked.

"That's not Ryou." Marik mumbled, but watched Ahmose walk over to the scroll to watch the quill write.

'Dearest Master and Pharaoh, I cannot grant that wish. I'm bound by the laws of magic to serve he-who-holds my bottle. Though I can grant your other requests at any time, such large wishes require you to be in posession of my bottle. Please tell Marik I miss him.' then the quill fell dead to the floor and disappeared in a puff of smoke, though the scroll remained, glowing.

Ahmose sighed and passed the scroll to Yami, who passed it to Marik, who read it before turning and leaving the room, going up stairs and locking himself into his room. Ahmose looked at Yami.

"Now what?" He asked.

"I dunno..." Yami said shrugging. "If he knew where he was, he would have said something... and with so few clues..." Yami sighed. "maybe Marik would be better off forgetting. I mean... what are the odds?”

Ahmose frowned and shook his head. "That's giving up." He sighed, then slowly began to smile. "I have an idea." He said, and walked towards the stairs.

Yami got up and followed. "Care to share?"

Ahmose knocked on Marik's bedroom door.

"GO AWAY!" Ahmose blinked at Marik's response.

"Marik! Call the police!" He shouted through the door. "Report a burglary and have them come and take finger prints!"

Yami frowned. "Ahmose, they're not going to take him very seriously. The only thing missing is a bottle!"

"A priceless artifact." Ahmose corrected. "Thousands of years old."

"And that won’t raise any questions how Marik got it?" Yami countered.

"Family heirloom." Ahmose said with a shrug.

Yami gave him a scrutinous look. "Do you think an average person would believe that?"

"Why the hell not?" Ahmose asked.

"A family heirloom lasting over three thousand years?" Yami pointed out. "That's nearly impossible."

Ahmose snorted. "No one said it had to be a family heirloom for three thousand years. Maybe it was found in the desert by Marik's great great great grandfather and was passed down from there."

Yami raised an eyebrow. "Ahmose... that's so farfetched that even Yugi wouldn't believe it. And you KNOW how gullible Yugi is."

Ahmose gave Yami a look. "It's not THAT far-fetched." He said. "What do you think Ishizu's necklace is? A family heirloom going back nearly a thousand years."

Yami sighed. "if you think they'll believe it." he said waving his hands in defeat. "but I doubt it myself."

Ahmose snorted. "If they don't beleive it, I can MAKE them." He said.

Yami nodded slowly. "Alright." He said chuckling. "I forgot about that."

Ahmose grinned and winked at Yami, in a playfulness that came from his modern self and not the sorcerer of the past. "So let's call the cops. Come on, Marik!" He called.

"YOU do it!" Marik called, voice choked with tears. Ahmose sighed.

"Okay!" He went down stairs and called the police, reporting a burglary. Then, he and Yami went to investigate the fridge while waiting for investigators to arrive.

Yami grinned, opening it to reveal a platter of rice and dumplings, and a bottle of grape soda. "Still works." He said grinning. "Gods I love this fridge..."

Ahmose chuckled and closed it, then opened it again and reached in to collect a lage platter of nachos. "No kidding. I'm in heaven..." He laughed, grabbing a soda, too. Then they both sat down at the table and dug into their meal.

Yami broke apart his chopsticks and began on the rice. "You know...for a genie that's thousands of years old, Ryou's pretty smart. His penmanship and grammer are...well...great."

"He's had the time to learn." Ahmose said calmly, scooping some guacamole onto a nacho and stuffing it into his mouth, getting some sour cream on his chin.

Yami looked thoughtful. "I suppose...but if you think about it, I think most of his time was spent in the bottle. I mean, didn't Marik or him mention he'd only had a dozen or so owners?" he asked. "Most Genies dont have rapidfire owners anyway. So...it makes me wonder where he learned it."

"Does it matter?" Ahmose asked, slurping his soda.

Yami shrugged. "Just curious is all. He probably knows more than you by now." he added snickering. "Which means you'd better hope he never gets a chance to go to college with us, then we'd BOTH have someone smarter to deal with."

Ahmose chuckled. "We'll see." He said, then blinked when the doorbell rang. "Here we go." He said, and headed for the front door, opening it.

Two officers stood there, smiling. "Good afternoon." One said. "We're here because we've recieved a call concerning breaking and entering, and theft?"

Ahmose nodded. "Yes. The lock on this door was picked and an ancient bottle was stolen. It's a family heirloom belonging to my friend, he's locked himself in his room. But it's several thousand years old, and priceless..."

The officer nodded, while the other began trying to fingerprint the door. "Can you describe it for me?"

Ahmose sighed and nodded. "About... twelve inches tall, the neck is about an inch wide, and the bulb at the bottom, oh... four inches wide... it has a handle and spout, both very delicate... it's solid gold and decorated with lapis lazuli."

The officer took notes. "Any other details you think we should know?"

Ahmose sighed. "the house was invaded by reporters and stuff yesterday after the earthquake. Apparently Marik, oh, he's the owner of the house, had to bodily force them from the house when they refused to leave. They would be good suspects..."

"Alright..." The officer said smiling. The other had finished. "We'll take what we've found, and begin investigating."

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Jeda: Read the fic and you'll find out what's gonna happen!!! And yes, I am evil. And yes, it does make the sotry even batter. Angst and evil is good. ^.^ As for Ryou getting raped... well... you'll just have to read and find out. And no, the dude is NOT Keith. And he and Anzu were tortured in Burning Sea. Not here. Glad you're enjoying the story!!!

hana: Glad you got a chance to review. Yeah, Ryou is adorable, isn't he? And... he's not Bakura's hikari in this one... lol And here's the update you were waiting for!!!

sglily: Of course I went and did it, we HAD to get SOME angst in there. And we ain't done yet!!! And Ryou genie will be happy... eventually... maybe. And yeah you do kind of sound like a broken record. LOL You keep asking for Ryou to be happy. Well, now I am asking YOU something. WHEN ARE YOU GONNA UPDATE?!?! ;____; Sure hope you do it by July 6th, cuz after that day, I won't be able to read for a month and a half. Oh... that reminds me...


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ATTENTION!!!

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Due to my parents insisting that I get a job over summer, and my lack of success in FINDING a job, I will not be taking summer classes during July and August. That means, that I must pack up and leave the campus and return home to work in my father's office. I will be leaving July 6th, and returning August 23rd. Unfortunately, this means that I will not be updating for a month and a half. I'm sorry, but I did everything I could to prevent this. I applied for a job at around 20 places, but was not hired anywhere. Sorry!!!


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