Kimi ga Iru
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
16
Views:
7,703
Reviews:
73
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I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Hard to Say
Kimi ga Iru
Summary: a sunday afternoon
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: clocks!
Hard to Say*
Outside, Bakura shoved the bag of candy at Ryou who opened it and smiled. “You got me skittles!”
“Yeah.”
“And chocolate!”
“Yeah.” Bakura felt redness creeping into his face so he quickly turned away and lit a cigarette. “I got you that shit, it’s not the biggest deal!”
He felt himself being hugged and lowered his cigarette.
“Thank you Yami.” Came the soft whisper.
Bakura shrugged, glad Ryou couldn’t see him grinning. “Whatever.”
Ryou came around him and kissed him chastely on the lips. “Not whatever. I’m sorry I ran away.” He hugged Bakura and buried his face in the boy’s chest.
He loved the way his yami smelled. Everything about him was simply “Bakura” and nothing else. He looked up into his eyes and smiled.
“I love you Yami.”
Bakura froze. Had Ryou just said what he thought he heard? He looked down at the boy attached to his chest and swallowed. He’d been waiting to hear those words for so long and now –”
“You’re like the brother I’ve never had!” Ryou hugged him again and skipped back off into the game shop.
Bakura’s cigarette fell from his hand and bounced off near the curb.
Brother? Is that all I am to him?
He cursed under his breath and started walking away from the game shop, tears burning his eyes.
**
Ryou gasped and covered his eyes, running away upstairs when he saw Marik and Yugi making out. He raced to Yami’s room and slammed the door. The Pharaoh jumped and looked at Ryou in alarm.
“What happened? Did Bakura hurt you?”
“No!” Ryou knew his face was red, but continued anyway. “Marik and Yugi are –”
Yami was out the door. No one was going to hurt his Aibou!
When he made it downstairs all he could do was stand and stare as Marik ran his hands all over Yugi’s body. He hadn’t expected this. He stood there with his mouth open until he felt himself being dragged back upstairs by a giggling Ryou.
“Staring is rude Yami! Geez!” Ryou smiled though. At least Yugi was happy now.
**
Marik pulled back from Yugi and caught his breath, leaning his head on the boy’s shoulder. “Damn Yugi…damn…”
The hikari in question was panting like he’d never drawn breath. His head was thrown back and his arms were draped over Marik’s shoulders.
“God…Marik –”
The Egyptian kissed him again and reached for Yugi’s pants. He needed to get something out of today, He was to worked up to accept no.
Yugi pulled back and grunted, stopping Marik’s hands. “No.”
“But Chibi!” he whined. “A guy’s got needs!”
“Yeah, don’t I know it!” Yugi smiled, but shook his head again. “No.” He kissed Marik again and slid off the counter. “I’m not going to be your quick lay Marik. See, I like you.”
“Oh god, the bitch wants to be romanced!”
“What’d you call me!?” Yugi frowned. “Take that back!”
“No! How about a blow job!”
SMACK!
“A handjob?”
SMACK!
“Could I give you a blow job?”
Yugi hesitated, but then smacked Marik anyway. The Egyptian rubbed his face and sighed.
“You hit harder than Ishizu. Damn.”
Yugi crossed his arms and turned away. “I don’t want to see you anymore if all you want is sex!”
“What’s wrong with that? It’s not like that would be so bad!”
“Get out Marik! Get out!” Yugi would not give this jerk the satisfaction of crying. “I like you! I don’t want to be your toy!” He clenched his fists as his mind worked.
What if this was just some plot to get at Atemu as well? He wouldn’t put it past Bakura, but Marik? Marik had seemed to nice in his own twisted way lately.
He whirled on the yami, furious. “Is this some stupid trick?! Is this some stupid trick to make Yami mad again? Huh?” He clenched and unclenched his fists. “Why does everyone have to keep playing games with me!? Sure I’m not the tallest or most popular thing walking, but I’m not a joke!”
Marik was shocked and even took a step back. “Yugi, wait a second –”
“What is it? Am I not good enough to be seen with or something? Is it the duel monsters stuff!? Huh!?” He was crying now. “Because I got rid of it Marik! I did! Can’t we just go out for a while or something and if you still don’t like me –”
He cried into his hands and Marik went over to hug him, feeling awkward.
“Can’t we just try and if you still –still don’t like me,” Yugi sniffed. “I’ll have sex with you if that’s what you want. I will.”
Marik made Yugi look at him. “Chibi, calm the fuck down. Come on! I just wanted to screw cuz you get me hard! I’m not like that. You think I woulda visited on a fuckin’ Sunday if I just wanted sex? We coulda achieved that last night if I wanted.”
Yugi sniffed and wiped his eyes. “I –I make you hard?”
Marik laughed. “Ra, you have a way with words. Yeah. Not even Bakura does it for me like you do and I see that bastard naked all the time.”
The teen gave a half hearted giggle. “Do you wanna see me naked?”
“You offering?!”
Yugi shook his head and hugged the bronze boy, relaxing in his arms. “You’re so crazy…”
“That’s what they tell me!”
They stood there a while until Yugi’s Grandfather came back. The old man set down a box on the counter and beckoned Yugi over.
“Oh, Yugi it’s okay. I got you a whole box of clocks!” He opened the box to reveal a whole army of duel monsters themed clocks. Six of which were Time Wizards and three of which were Kuriboh. “Like them? I’ve got more coming to sell in the shop!”
Yugi reached in and pulled out a Magical Hat shaped clock. He laughed and showed it to Marik. “I can throw these at you now!”
The yami snorted, but smiled all the same. “You wish.”
“Grandpa, will these really sell?”
Sugoroku shrugged. “Well, if you don’t destroy them all, it’s hard to say.”
Marik laughed. “ Like that’ll happen. Yugi’s a vicious clock abuser!”
CRASH!
Grandpa frowned disapprovingly at Yugi. “I just bought the damn things!”
Yugi put his hands in the air. “I’ll clean it up!”
Sugoroku shook his head and continued to unpack the clocks. Teenagers.
****
*Courtesy of Crystal Kay
*Ya’ll. I must really love you guys cuz this is the fuckin’ third chapter today. I’m making up for yesterday. I know my Gundam readers are pissed that I spend so much time here and not there. Besides…they got like…20 chapters. They can chill right?
*Um, Rachel Dragon, girl, how many times a day do you check on my fic. You read right after I updated. You go girl!
*REVIEW!
Summary: a sunday afternoon
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: clocks!
Hard to Say*
Outside, Bakura shoved the bag of candy at Ryou who opened it and smiled. “You got me skittles!”
“Yeah.”
“And chocolate!”
“Yeah.” Bakura felt redness creeping into his face so he quickly turned away and lit a cigarette. “I got you that shit, it’s not the biggest deal!”
He felt himself being hugged and lowered his cigarette.
“Thank you Yami.” Came the soft whisper.
Bakura shrugged, glad Ryou couldn’t see him grinning. “Whatever.”
Ryou came around him and kissed him chastely on the lips. “Not whatever. I’m sorry I ran away.” He hugged Bakura and buried his face in the boy’s chest.
He loved the way his yami smelled. Everything about him was simply “Bakura” and nothing else. He looked up into his eyes and smiled.
“I love you Yami.”
Bakura froze. Had Ryou just said what he thought he heard? He looked down at the boy attached to his chest and swallowed. He’d been waiting to hear those words for so long and now –”
“You’re like the brother I’ve never had!” Ryou hugged him again and skipped back off into the game shop.
Bakura’s cigarette fell from his hand and bounced off near the curb.
Brother? Is that all I am to him?
He cursed under his breath and started walking away from the game shop, tears burning his eyes.
**
Ryou gasped and covered his eyes, running away upstairs when he saw Marik and Yugi making out. He raced to Yami’s room and slammed the door. The Pharaoh jumped and looked at Ryou in alarm.
“What happened? Did Bakura hurt you?”
“No!” Ryou knew his face was red, but continued anyway. “Marik and Yugi are –”
Yami was out the door. No one was going to hurt his Aibou!
When he made it downstairs all he could do was stand and stare as Marik ran his hands all over Yugi’s body. He hadn’t expected this. He stood there with his mouth open until he felt himself being dragged back upstairs by a giggling Ryou.
“Staring is rude Yami! Geez!” Ryou smiled though. At least Yugi was happy now.
**
Marik pulled back from Yugi and caught his breath, leaning his head on the boy’s shoulder. “Damn Yugi…damn…”
The hikari in question was panting like he’d never drawn breath. His head was thrown back and his arms were draped over Marik’s shoulders.
“God…Marik –”
The Egyptian kissed him again and reached for Yugi’s pants. He needed to get something out of today, He was to worked up to accept no.
Yugi pulled back and grunted, stopping Marik’s hands. “No.”
“But Chibi!” he whined. “A guy’s got needs!”
“Yeah, don’t I know it!” Yugi smiled, but shook his head again. “No.” He kissed Marik again and slid off the counter. “I’m not going to be your quick lay Marik. See, I like you.”
“Oh god, the bitch wants to be romanced!”
“What’d you call me!?” Yugi frowned. “Take that back!”
“No! How about a blow job!”
SMACK!
“A handjob?”
SMACK!
“Could I give you a blow job?”
Yugi hesitated, but then smacked Marik anyway. The Egyptian rubbed his face and sighed.
“You hit harder than Ishizu. Damn.”
Yugi crossed his arms and turned away. “I don’t want to see you anymore if all you want is sex!”
“What’s wrong with that? It’s not like that would be so bad!”
“Get out Marik! Get out!” Yugi would not give this jerk the satisfaction of crying. “I like you! I don’t want to be your toy!” He clenched his fists as his mind worked.
What if this was just some plot to get at Atemu as well? He wouldn’t put it past Bakura, but Marik? Marik had seemed to nice in his own twisted way lately.
He whirled on the yami, furious. “Is this some stupid trick?! Is this some stupid trick to make Yami mad again? Huh?” He clenched and unclenched his fists. “Why does everyone have to keep playing games with me!? Sure I’m not the tallest or most popular thing walking, but I’m not a joke!”
Marik was shocked and even took a step back. “Yugi, wait a second –”
“What is it? Am I not good enough to be seen with or something? Is it the duel monsters stuff!? Huh!?” He was crying now. “Because I got rid of it Marik! I did! Can’t we just go out for a while or something and if you still don’t like me –”
He cried into his hands and Marik went over to hug him, feeling awkward.
“Can’t we just try and if you still –still don’t like me,” Yugi sniffed. “I’ll have sex with you if that’s what you want. I will.”
Marik made Yugi look at him. “Chibi, calm the fuck down. Come on! I just wanted to screw cuz you get me hard! I’m not like that. You think I woulda visited on a fuckin’ Sunday if I just wanted sex? We coulda achieved that last night if I wanted.”
Yugi sniffed and wiped his eyes. “I –I make you hard?”
Marik laughed. “Ra, you have a way with words. Yeah. Not even Bakura does it for me like you do and I see that bastard naked all the time.”
The teen gave a half hearted giggle. “Do you wanna see me naked?”
“You offering?!”
Yugi shook his head and hugged the bronze boy, relaxing in his arms. “You’re so crazy…”
“That’s what they tell me!”
They stood there a while until Yugi’s Grandfather came back. The old man set down a box on the counter and beckoned Yugi over.
“Oh, Yugi it’s okay. I got you a whole box of clocks!” He opened the box to reveal a whole army of duel monsters themed clocks. Six of which were Time Wizards and three of which were Kuriboh. “Like them? I’ve got more coming to sell in the shop!”
Yugi reached in and pulled out a Magical Hat shaped clock. He laughed and showed it to Marik. “I can throw these at you now!”
The yami snorted, but smiled all the same. “You wish.”
“Grandpa, will these really sell?”
Sugoroku shrugged. “Well, if you don’t destroy them all, it’s hard to say.”
Marik laughed. “ Like that’ll happen. Yugi’s a vicious clock abuser!”
CRASH!
Grandpa frowned disapprovingly at Yugi. “I just bought the damn things!”
Yugi put his hands in the air. “I’ll clean it up!”
Sugoroku shook his head and continued to unpack the clocks. Teenagers.
****
*Courtesy of Crystal Kay
*Ya’ll. I must really love you guys cuz this is the fuckin’ third chapter today. I’m making up for yesterday. I know my Gundam readers are pissed that I spend so much time here and not there. Besides…they got like…20 chapters. They can chill right?
*Um, Rachel Dragon, girl, how many times a day do you check on my fic. You read right after I updated. You go girl!
*REVIEW!