You Can Do That

You Can Do That

Summary: jealous much? More pathetic ryou
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: ickle

Make my Day*

Bakura looked around, rolling his eyes as Seto tried to explain. He was not in the mood to listen to the CEO’s excuses.

“Look Bakura, it’s just…I have to spend equal time! I told you I had to go last night and now look, Mokuba’s angry with me. Bakura, look at me!”

The white haired thief stared at Seto. “Are you done? I kinda wanna go to lunch.”

Seto blinked and smoothed his hands down his uniform jacket. “Fine. If you don’t care, I don’t care. I’m trying to make this work and you won’t even listen –”

“I’m not your fuckin’ boy friend Richie Rich so get over it!” Bakura walked away and Seto glared at him before walking away towards the library.


When Bakura made it to the cafeteria, he noticed Marik and Yugi sitting at opposite ends of the table and decided to take advantage of it. He needed some cheering up and there was no one better for that than his Marik.

He sat down next to the Egyptian and put his arm around him, whispering to him. “Hey, let’s go out tonight, whaddaya say? I haven’t seen you in a while.”

Marik grinned as he noticed the daggers in Yugi’s eyes. He ran his hand under the back of the thief’s jacket and whispered back to him, licking his ear. “Yeah, that sounds good.” Then loudly, so everyone could here. “We can go clubbing! After all, it’s not like I’m busy!”

Malik frowned but didn’t say anything. He hated when Yugi and Marik got into fights because all Yugi did was give people dirty looks and all his yami did was flirt with Bakura and that was still his job despite the fact he had Otogi now.

Yugi finished his sandwich and wiped his mouth. “That’s good. I think I’ll invite Ryou over and me, him, and Yami can go to the movies. Yami likes it when I sit on his lap during the scary parts so he can hold me.”

Marik swore. “What the fuck! He has no right to touch you! Besides, you’re not even getting along!”

Yugi shrugged. “As of this morning we are.” The boy popped his uniform collar. “These are his clothes.”

The Egyptian ground his teeth. “I don’t care! Fuck you!”

The boy sniffed. “Not likely.”

“Oooo!” Otogi bit into his foot long and looked back and forth between the two teens. Malik smacked him on the back of the head.

“Stop it!”

Bakura grinned. “No problem Marik. You don’t need him when you’ve got me.”

Yugi was about to drink his soda, but stopped short when he heard this. “What’s that supposed to mean!?”

Marik laughed and brought Bakura’s wrist to his lips, kissing it. “Exactly what it sounds like. I don’t need you. I had to wait a month to get even a little bit from you. A guy has needs you know!”

The spike haired teen crushed his soda can and left the table. Malik frowned and kicked Marik under the table.

“Ow! Bitch what?!”

Malik yanked Otogi up. “We’re leaving!”

“But Babe! My sandwich!”

“We’ll get you a new one!” He dragged Otogi away, the raven haired teen still reaching for his sandwich.

Bakura took his wrist back and laughed. “What the hell did you two do to each other? He’s gonna go cry I know it!”

Marik grinned. “Yeah…”

Too bad I feel like shit for doing this…

Bakura opened his lunch and absently rubbed his wrist. Seto…

**

Seto washed his hands and was a bit startled when Yugi came stomping in, tears running down his face. The brunette shook his head.

“What’d he do this time?”

“He said he can get sex elsewhere and that he doesn’t need me and he was trying to say that –that –that I’m not good at it or something!”

The taller boy shook his head. “Are you sure he wasn’t just saying that to piss you off? You guys fight all the time.”

Yugi splashed water on his face. “Yeah, I know and this time it was about hanging out with Ryou! It’s not my fault Ryou’s a psycho who needs attention! He’ll give anyone head! Yami started being nice to him and he got all clingy then when Yami said it wasn’t like that he flipped out.”

“Whoa. So what’s that got to do with you?”

“He clung back on to me!” Yugi slammed his hands down on the sink counter. “I’m sick of it! I thought it was over! Why does Marik do this to me?” He cried more. “Why does he make me feel this way?”

Seto watched Yugi. “You love him don’t you?”

“I don’t know! No!” He sniffed and looked into the mirror. “Yes…he’s so good to me.”

“You sound like a battered wife. Tell him how you feel.”

“Yeah right, this coming from the Ice King himself! What’s with you making eyes a Bakura in Biology?”

The CEO looked away, blushing. “I don’t know what you mean.”

“Are you guys fucking?”

Seto shrugged. “Not anymore I guess.”

Yugi washed his face again and looked at himself, sniffing. “God, I look awful. You know I grew like two inches? I’m tall.”

The six foot boy quirked an eyebrow. “Are we now?”

Yugi laughed. “Shut up Seto…Marik didn’t even notice. I tried saying sorry, he was just so mad. He wants me with him all the time and I want to be, but I can’t all the time. I keep breaking curfew and Grandpa’s getting angry…”

“Hm.” Seto turned and leaned on the counter. “If Mokuba doesn’t like someone should I get rid of them?”

“Huh? Mokuba likes everybody.”

Seto shook his head, looking down. His bangs shaded his eyes for a moment before he looked at Yugi grinning. “He doesn’t like the fact that Bakura’s been over for three days straight!”

“Ah ha…” Yugi poked Seto. “So you do like him. Bakura’s not going to be your boyfriend.”

“I just have to give it time! He’ll see it my way –”

“You tried the same thing with Jou –”

“Yugi.” Seto looked at him. “You can’t turn a ho into a housewife.”

The spike haired teen burst out laughing. He’d never thought he’d hear words like that out of Seto Kaiba. “What?”

“He’s a whore. He cheated on me repeatedly…I only caught him once.”

“I never knew that. I just thought –Jou said you dumped him because you guys couldn’t spend time together.”

The brunette snorted. “He wishes.”

“We should totally fuck with them.” A devious grin spread on Yugi’s face. “Fuckin’…just freak them out!”

The CEO leaned in, interested. “How do we do that?”

“Well…everyone knows you had a thing for me. Let’s say that all of a sudden, I realized how much I was into you.”

Kaiba laughed and clapped his hands. “Marik will try to kill me!”

“He’ll be so jealous he’ll turn blue!”

“And Bakura?”

Yugi shrugged. “Does he like you?”

Seto rubbed the back of his head, boyishly. “I don’t know…when we make out –when we have sex he’s really –I think so.”

The duelist squealed. “Soooo cute!”

“Shut up!” Seto smiled, blushing. “I just…I really like him. He’s so damn cool.”

Yugi laughed and sighed when the bell rang. “I guess. Hey, see ya later?”

“Yeah. Meet me at the limo; we can go to my place. I have to finish some work, but we can talk.”

Yugi nodded and left the bathroom, feeling successful.

****

Ryou bit his lip and opened his locker. Yugi had turned him down. Now he had no one to go to the movies with and Yami was avoiding him like the plague. Bakura had told him straight out that he didn’t feel like hanging out with “a crying bitch” all afternoon, so he’d be getting no solace from his yami.

He shook his head, dispelling tears. He didn’t need anyone! He knew how to have plenty of fun on his own!

Yeah! Like back home in London! I used to do all sorts of fun things…when no one would be my friend.

The doe eyed boy remembered lonely chess games and spending hours in the library, reading up on his “friends”.

Ryou put his books back and took some deep breaths. He wasn’t about to cry at school. It was bad enough everyone made fun of him for it at home; he wasn’t going to give these kids a reason to tear him apart.

He saw Yami in the hallway and a spark of hope blossomed in his heart. However, when the spirit saw him the quickly looked away, he experienced a crushing defeat.

Just then, laughter was heard and Ryou saw a group coming his way. He quickly stepped aside, not wanting to be chastised by the seniors.

Five deep and uberly popular, Dartz and his crew were among the upper echelon of the senior class, of the whole school. They looked down on everyone else and wouldn’t hesitate to physically move you if you were in the way.

Ryou averted his eyes and went the other way, not bothering to notice that for once he hadn’t been looked over.

****

Marik grinned as Bakura neared his bike. The plan was for them to begin the night with random acts of debauchery then finish up with some drinking.

The white haired yami shouldered his pack and got on the bike, about to speak when he saw Yugi and Seto going for the latter’s limo.

“Marik…”

The Egyptian’s grip tightened on the handle bars considerably as he watched Yugi and the brunette.

Yugi pulled at Seto’s hand, smiling and laughing while the CEO smiled back, clearly flirting. Marik didn’t think he could take anymore when he saw his boyfriend lean up and give the boy a kiss.

“motherfucker!”

Bakura didn’t say anything but he stared at Marik’s back, not quite sure he felt like ripping Yugi’s guts out.

“Let’s go Marik.”

“What? Fuck no! I’m gonna kick Kaiba’s ass –”

“And I said go!”

Marik growled and started his bike. He decided to listen to Bakura. He didn’t want to cause a scene just yet.


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*Courtesy of Mai Kuraki
*it’s failing….