Summer Time Magic

Summer Time Magic*

Summary: Our favorite couples have some summer fun.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh. If I did…*begins to laugh evilly*
Warning: *teh giggle*
Author’s Note:Geez! I didn’t think the stuff I was writing was that funny, but if ya’ll do then more power to you! I thank you all for reading, Lorilei welcome to the club, and just keep on reading! *waggles finger* Some of you haven’t been reading “Still” I’m SO disappointed! *laughs* Just joshing ya! I don’t care if ya’ll are into Haga and Ryuzaki or not, it’s just that I couldn’t find anyone else for him…*le sigh* Don’t worry about Varon and Mokuba. I got something for them and I got something for ya’ll! *winks*
One more thing about “Still” though, it’s going on as “Summer Time Magic” goes on. Honda was in the last chapter. He’s just now back in Domino. *motions* Dozo!

We’re Out! Part Uno


Yami, Otogi, Dartz, and Marik sat on the small bench outside the changing area in yet another clothing shop waiting for their boyfriends. Yami sighed, eyeing the six bags at his feet. Where did Amelda get all his money?

The spike haired yami ran a hand through his hair and gave Dartz a sympathetic look. He had more to carry than all of them except Otogi of course.

Yugi poked his head out of the dressing room. “Yami close your eyes!”

“Why? Why doesn’t everyone else have to?”

Ryou popped his head out of his door, crimson. “You too Dartz! Marik!”

Marik rolled his eyes and turned his back. “That good enough?”

Without warning Malik leapt out of his dressing room in a bright red thong, grinning like the fourth of July. Amelda also came out in a yellow Speedo, sauntering up to Yami and looking down at him, the yami’s eyes on his crotch.

“What do you think Atemu?”

The Pharaoh gulped, nodding fast, not even looking at Amelda, his neck protesting when the boy tried to get him to look up. Amelda laughed and looked behind him. “Yugi, Ryou, come on!”

Ryou was a very interesting shade of red as he called out. “Does Dartz have his eyes closed?”

Dartz put his hand over his eyes. “Yes Dearest.”

“Does Marik?”

Malik was thrusting his red clad crotch in Marik’s face, the yami shaking his head, eyes wide. Otogi grabbed Malik and sat him on his lap, kissing his neck.

“Ryou,” Otogi called, looking at Marik who seemed dazed. “I think Marik might be blind!”

In the dressing area, Ryou looked over at Yugi and mouthed, “I don’t want to do this!”

The shorter hikari was red as well but tried to give a nonchalant shrug. “It’s only our boyfriends…” he whispered, not at all soothing the white haired boy’s nerves. Yugi stepped out in front of his door and looked down at the shiny black g-string he was wearing, beckoning to Ryou.

“Come on! Speedo’s are swim wear.”

Ryou stepped out shyly, his whole body a shade of pink under his light tan. He was clad in a silvery Speedo with tiny white stripes on the hip of the band.

“Yugi…this is embarrassing…”

“oh please,” the boy whispered harshly. “I saw you two getting it on in the pool before we left after lunch! You guys are dirty!”

Ryou giggled shyly. “Well…I heard you and Marik on the beach last night Mr. Animal…”

They both gave giggles and froze when Malik called out to them.

“Hurry up or I’ll drag you out here nude!”

They both took breaths and walked out into the little area. Yugi walked over to Marik and looked in his eyes. “Marik? What’s wrong baby?”

“…thong…” the boy whispered, blinking several times before looking at Yugi. “Malik’s thong…”

Yugi threw a hanger at the Egyptian hikari. “What did you do you pervert?!” He held Marik’s face. “Don’t you worry! Look at me and my g-string!” He laughed and held Marik’s face to his smooth belly, the yami glancing down and smiling lewdly.

“Mmmm…thong….”

Yugi slapped at Marik’s hands as he tried to pull the g-string off and laughed, kissing his blond head. Yami on the other hand nearly had Amelda’s Speedo off when he was hit in the back with a hanger.

“Aibou!”

“Bad yami!”

Amelda laughed and pulled Yami up against him. “That’s just the way I like him…” He kissed the Pharaoh. “Let’s get out of here Atemu…”

The spirit blushed and nodded. “’kay…”

Meanwhile, Ryou had his hands over Dartz’s eyes. “Don’t look…”

“But Dearest, I’m sure you look wonderful! What is there I haven’t seen?”

The pale boy bit his lip and squeaked, “Okay!” He released the boy’s vision and Dartz broke into a grin.

“Ryou…” he growled, smirking. “Don’t you think we ought to go home to the villa as well?”

The hikari tilted his head to the side. “For what?”

Marik and Otogi laughed, giving each other high fives. “BURN!” they said together.

Yugi and Malik rolled their eyes and the Egyptian hikari jerked the collar Otogi was wearing. “I want to go to another store…”

“Yes…um…Malik?”

The Egyptian frowned, gripping Otogi’s pony tail. “After we go to the store and get home we’ll see who’s Malik.”

“But, but we’re in public!” he squeaked.

“MARIIIK!” Yugi protested as he was thrown over shoulder. “Put me down! Where are we going?” He waved at Ryou. “I have to get dressed! Wait and when we come out we’ll go get –.” Yugi yelped as Marik smacked his ass, startling some other tourists.

Ryou nodded and left Dartz to get his own clothes, much to the young man’s dismay. As Ryou put his clothes on, he colored as he heard Marik moaning softly from the next stall. He knew what they were doing.

He finished and scampered out to Dartz who held the boy on his lap, kissing his neck and whispering interesting things in his ear. Ryou blushed and laughed.

“And when I’m done with that investment, I send the money to my main account. However, if I receive a donation I re-route it through a secondary party and it gets sent to my account in Switzerland!”

Ryou nodded and kissed his boyfriend, oddly turned on by office talk.

When Yugi came out, he was leading Marik by the draw string of his shorts, the yami’s face a mask of bliss. “Let’s go get ice cream!”

Ryou got up, suppressing a laugh. “I think…you’ve had enough cream for today Yugi!”

The tri-color haired hikari hit him in the arm. “Ew! You dirt bag!”

The doe eyed boy tapped the side of his chin and walked away with Dartz, Marik puzzling over it until he reached up and wiped something off Yugi’s chin with his thumb.

“Be more careful Chibi…”

Yugi turned red and Marik smacked his ass. “G’ yup!”

“Seto!” Yugi cried, laughing.

“You wish.”

****

Mokuba watched the water, his heart sinking as he didn’t find Ryouta’s boat anywhere on the water.

I see how it is… He sat down in the sand and punched at the sand. “I hate boys…they’re stupid…”

“Gee, dat’s a pretty harsh statement der Mokuba!”

The raven haired boy looked up, tears in his eyes. “You know Ryouta? RYouta was here. He didn’t wait like he said.”

“He must’ve had good reason Kid. Besides, get one your own age! If Seto found out, he’d have your ass.”

The boy sniffed and wiped his tears. “You’re right…it’s just not fair! Everyone’s got someone but me!”

“Ah…sex ain’t all that great.”

Grey eyes looked into brown. A black eye brow was raised. Jou gave a nervous chuckle then rubbed the back of his head.

“Yeah Okay…it’s awesome, but you’re only thirteen! Wait to fuck until you’re at least sixteen!”

“AW!” Mokuba clapped his hands over his ears. “My virgin ears!”

“Yeah right Kid! I know you could hear me and Seto and I know you used to spy on us when we were out by da pool last summer! And I know damn well you’re too close to Ryou and Bakura’s rooms not to hear all that noise!”

Mokuba laughed. “Yeah. I’ve never heard Seto make that much noise!”

“He must really be into dat thief…” Jou looked out on the water. “Ya wanna go swimmin’ or somethin’ Kid? I’m bored to tears!”

“I was gonna lay out here and tan…and try to impress your sister again.”

Jou laughed at this. “Ain’t happening Mokuba!”

“What? Why?”

“Sis is a raging dyke! She called just the odda day talking about how much she likes Rebecca and how they’re gonna see each other while she’s here for a few months.”

Mokuba looked puzzled. “I thought Rebecca liked Yugi?”

“Nah, she liked Mai.”

“Oh…I should’ve brought some towels…”

Jou nodded. “Let’s head back and get some. You allowed to drink?”

Mokuba looked at him again and Jou sighed. “Fine, we’ll get soda. Come on Kid.”

“Stop calling me that Jou!” They both got up and Mokuba hopped on Jou’s back. “Let’s get popsicles too!”

“Whatevva half pint.”

“Hey!”

Jou laughed and carried Mokuba back into the house. When they got there, they found Bakura and Seto having a water fight with the sink sprayer and a water gun. Mokuba cleared his throat and Seto put the sprayer behind his back, receiving a face full of water from Bakura who promptly sprayed Jou in the crotch, grinning.

“Bakura, get a life man!”

Bakkura sprayed him in the eye.

“Ah fuck! My eye!” He let Mokuba down and went after the yami. “That’s it you Thief! I’m going to get my Tsunami Five T’ousan’!” Jou ran off upstairs and Mokuba took the sprayer from his brother.

“Now Seto, you should take that sort of behavior outside.”

“Shut up Moku –”

A line of water hit him across the chest and Seto raced out of the room, looking for Bakura. Mokuba laughed and got a popsicle out of the freezer.

This was turning into a good vacation after all.

****

Ryou spooned ice cream into Dartz’s mouth, blushing and squeaking occasionally, his hand on his cheek. Dartz was all smiles, saying “Thank you Dearest…” after each bite.

It was grossing Yugi and Marik out.

“God…I’ll bet their on drugs…” Marik bit into his waffle cone savagely. “This stuff is kick ass…”

Yugi licked his ice cream cone. “I told you to get key lime…the cheesecake is better though…” He found a strawberry and ate it, giggling when Marik licked his ear. He rubbed it after. “Ew!” he said, kissing his boyfriend with ice creamy lips.

“Chibi…you’re so hot…”

The hikari smiled. That was the closest thing Marik would say to “I love you” in public.

Suddenly, it hit him. Marik called his “Chibi” all the time and Ryou was “Bambi” and Malik was “Mr. Sunshine”. What about Marik and for that matter, Bakura.

“Baby…what’s your nickname?”

Marik froze, coughing. “You don’t need to know.”

Ryou dabbed at Dartz’s cheek with a napkin, smiling when the aqua haired boy reacted by licking his ice cream smeared cheek like a dog. “I know it Yugi. But I can’t tell without Malik’s permission. I know Bakura’s too…”

Yugi got excited. “I have to know!”

Marik shook his head. “You guys don’t need to know!”

“Yes I do!” he continued eating his ice cream, scooting closer to Marik as he felt a hand on his thigh.

“What’s Pharaoh’s nickname?”

Yugi shrugged. “I don’t have one for him…I thought it was Pharaoh?”

Marik abandoned his ice cream to feel Yugi up. “Ah, that’s not good enough…”

Yugi jumped. “Shit! Your hands are cold!” he smacked the boy’s hands away. “No! You’re cold!”

“Aw…” He looked over at Dartz and Ryou. They seemed to be engaged in yet another make-out fest and if they weren’t careful –

WHUMP!

Yugi cracked up as the couple fell off the bench and onto the ground, resident pigeons flapping and hopping away. Ryou stood up, brushing himself off like nothing happened. Dartz got up and grinned sheepishly.

“Maybe we should go home now Ryou?”

“For what?”

Before Marik could speak, Dartz narrowed his eyes, one eyes going amber, effectively shutting the yami up. Dartz leaned and whispered in Ryou’s ear, the hikari patting his chest.

“But we can do that anywhere, why go home?”

Dartz turned crimson and Ryou gave a Bakura laugh, leading him away. Marik leaned closer to Yugi.

“Do you want to go home?”

Yugi shrugged, smiling as Marik licked his shoulder.

“How about now?” he nuzzled Yugi’s neck and the boy continued to eat, giggling.

“You’re like a puppy Marik, quit…”

“And you were like a beast last night. I want a repeat tonight.”

Yugi burst out laughing and finished his ice cream, kissing Marik. “Shut up…we have to pack you ass.”

Marik scooted closer. “Promise me?”

“Whatever. Let’s go…hopefully Ryou and Dartz are done fucking in the limo…that poor driver.”



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*Courtesy of Home Made Kazoku
*^w^ Fooled ya! Thought I was gonna do something with that ice cream huh? Or that popsicle? WRONG! *bwa ha ha ha ha!*
*This fic will end soon and I’ll do little ficlets. It’s the middle of July, here and there, all though that crew is ahead of us in time…