The Jungle

The Jungle

Mally-chan and Hato Chiisai

Disclaimer: We own nothing within this fic.

YAOI WARNING

Pegasus/Ryou, Marik/Ryou, Bakura/Malik, Seto/Yami

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Chapter 15

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Malik patted Marik's head softly as they walked into his room. "You ok?” he asked after a minute, as Marik carried the two small bunnies. He knew Marik needed to talk, and was glad they'd get some alone time in the room. Hell, he'd give the whole room to Marik, and the bunnies.

Marik crawled under the bed and curled up, cuddling Tuc and Nod and smelling Ryou on them. He closed his eyes and sniffled as he felt tears falling down his face again.

"N-No... I'm not okay....” he managed to get out, and Bakura peeked into the room, then sighed and trudged out to the living room, crawling up onto the sofa and laying his head in Ishizu's lap. The woman blinked not knowing what had happened, but gently pet the skunk's head, able to feel the sadness radiating from him, her brother, and the lion.

"Ryou..." Marik moaned, heartbroken.

Malik peered under the bed. "You can talk to me... I know it hurts... but you know he's alive and healthy..." Malik said reaching under and scratching his ears, before crawling under the bed to lay with the lion. "Why you so upset? We'll get him back..."

Marik cried into Tuc and Nod's fur.

"How could Ryou have ended up with such a horrible man?! He... He doesn't even have Tuc and Nod anymore! They mean so much to him!" And he sobbed, looking down at the bunnies and petting them. "They... they were probably his only comfort...."

Malik nodded. "But he got to see you, he looked pretty happy to see you, don’t you think?” he asked smiling reassuringly. "Besides... you have something to keep you going, until we can get him back. You should be happy he missed you so much... and you get these gifts.” Malik said softly.

Marik looked down at Tuc and Nod.

"I... I am happy to have them, but just thinking about how sad Ryou must be without them...” he sniffled and laid his head down again. "Malik... Pegasus owns Ryou. Even if I knew where he was, how would I ever get him back?"

Malik began scratching Marik behind the ear, in his favorite spot. "We'll get him back. If we have to steal him we will... I promise Marik, you'll get him back.” he said calmly, before grinning. "He was really cute... I can see why you liked him so much.” he added playfully, hoping to cheer Marik up a bit.

Marik slowly turned and looked at Malik, then grinned.

"He's not just cute... he's perfect.” he said, and moved closer to Malik, licking his cheek and passing him Nod, while he continued to cuddle Tuc. "These bunnies here... his first day in the pet store, they were given to me for breakfast. I attacked this one, here, Tuc... And Ryou freaked. And that was the first time in a long time that I heard from my conscience... and I couldn't do it... I couldn't eat them. Rem put them in Ryou's cage, and they became his friends. And that's how he got them. I... I guess that... I gave them to him..." Marik said, and his face lit up in a smile despite his tears.

Malik grinned. "Giving bunnies to your lover? That's even better than flowers. No wonder you did the nasty so quick.” he chuckled. "He had the prettiest red eyes I've ever seen..." Malik said thoughtfully. "And those big floppy ears... he's just perfect for you.” he chuckled.

Marik sighed and laid his head down, smiling and nuzzling Tuc. "Yeah... he is perfect for me.... He's... HEY!!” he jerked his head up and glared at Malik. "He did not let me... just because of the bunnies, he... he... oooh!!" Marik sputtered, quite flustered.

Malik blinked. "He didn't let you what?" Malik said chuckling. "Get in his little bunny pants?"

Marik glared. "He... didn't wear pants...” he muttered, hiding his face in Tuc's fur.

Malik smirked. "he sure is cute in that little bunny suit too...” he said thoughtfully, now beginning to tease Marik in the worst ways. "I bet your mind wandered back to that night... under the log...” he said smirking. "I bet he was moaning and sweating, clinging to you...."

Malik just couldn't resist himself... sometimes he was just so evil.

Marik squirmed and groaned.

"Master Malik!!!” he moaned. "I... I... Gods, it was so GOOD!!!” he finally blurted. "A little virgin bunny.... and he wanted ME...” he slowly raised his head, grinning and showing his sharp teeth. "Enough to make a lion out of ANY man..." And he grinned at Malik.

Malik laughed. "And I bet you showed him just how wild a lion can be.” he added amused. "And just think... soon you can do that again. And again and again! Until you both pass out from ecstasy and exhaustion."

Marik grinned.

"Actually...” he said, looking at Malik. "Such a soft, delicate little bunny... I had to show him that there's a lamb inside of every lion...” he sighed and cuddled Tuc, gently. "I had to be gentle..." And he smiled. "But after a while, he was ready to take on the King of Beasts..." And he chuckled.

Malik chuckled. "He was really pretty...” he said patting Marik. "He's a good lover for you to pick... and such a cute little tail.” he added amusedly. "What will you two do... after you get back together?” he asked curiously. "I'd hope you'd try to provide for him... I can’t provide for all of you... as it is there's a few too many mouths to feed."

Marik sighed.

"I know. I don't know how I'll take care of him... but somehow, I will. And I’m gonna make him happy.” he turned and looked at Malik. "We're going to travel. All over the world. And we'll be happy. I'll do anything I can to make him happy. Anything. But... it's not gonna be easy. I'm going to need help to get to the point where I can take care of him..."

Malik nodded and smiled. "That's why I'm trying so hard to help you... because I know you still have it in you. You're confident right? Lions are the kings of beasts right?” he asked calmly, smiling.

Marik grinned.

"You bet we are!!!” he said. There was a snort, and Marik and Malik turned to see Bakura peering at them.

"The King of Beasts is hiding under the bed, cuddling bunnies?” he snickered, and Marik bared his teeth and growled.

"Hey!" Malik said in a scolding tone. "Both of you knock it off. I'll have no growling. If you're gonna fight, just hit each other.” he said after a minute. "Tomorrow I'm taking you both out. We're filing your claws down, and buying you some clothes. We're going to double time your lessons.” he added firmly.

"WHAT?!" They both howled.

"I am NOT filing down my claws!!!" Bakura howled.

"Me neither!!" Marik added. "I don't have to, I'm a lion, I can retract them!"

"Yeah... and if we file my claws, I can't dig grubs from your sister's garden!!!" The skunk cried. Malik and Marik stared at him. "And... Me and Marik aren't really walking well yet, upright..."

"You mean I'M not... you haven't tried yet..." Marik said, smuggly.

Malik crossed his arms. "Relish them while you can. Those claws are being filed tomorrow.” he said calmly. "We're buying you some clothes, and you're learning to walk upright. If you can’t, I'll get you a walker and you can hobble until you get it right." Malik said smirking. "I figure you’ll learn fast, since being seen at your ages with walkers would mortify you."

Both skunk and lion stared at him, already mortified.

"WHAT?!" they both screamed, sending Tuc and Nod running. "NO!! WE WON'T DO IT!!!" And then Marik and Bakura ran, leaving Malik under the bed.

Malik chuckled crawling out. "You will, do you expect to provide for Ryou crawling around like a baby all your life?!” he called, laughing a bit.

Malik walked out into the living room where Ishizu was sitting, looking very amused. She looked up at Malik and smiled, pointing to the side. Malik looked and saw Bakura's tail sticking out from under the arm chair (how he had managed to get under there and almost fit, he didn't know) and he saw Marik's tail poking out from behind the sofa his sister was sitting on. Tuc and Nod were huddled under the leaves of a plant in the corner, their little heads the only things in view.

Malik chuckled and grabbed both hybrids by their tails. "Claws... filed tomorrow.” he said calmly, keeping his grip firm. "If you disagree, then I'll stop providing for you at all." He added. "It's high time you learned to fend for yourselves. Marik, Ryou will need a lover who can provide a good home, food and a warm bed every night, do you think you can do it how you are right now?” he added clicking his tongue. "No, now both of you are learning to walk tomorrow."

"LEARN TO WALK IS FINE!!!" Bakura muffled shout came from under the chair. "BUT WE ARE NOT FILING OUR CLAWS!!!"

"YEAH!!" Marik agreed, and both struggled to get their tails back. Ishizu covered her mouth and closed her eyes, trying not to laugh.

Malik held firm however. "You are, or you're going to learn to come up with your own meals every day.” he said sternly.

"I can do that no problem with my claws!!!" Bakura snapped back, poking a disheveled head out from under the chair. "I use them to dig for grubs! And to groom my tail!"

"And I can go after those damn cats that your neighbors let out at night!" Marik snickered, sticking his head into view.

Malik glared at them both harshly. "Then you can use them to help you get Ryou all by yourselves.” he said letting go of their tails and heading to his room, knowing they'd either be shocked into agreeing, or they'd be doing a lot more on their own.

Marik whimpered and looked after Malik, then darted after him.

"W-Wait!! Malik! Please!!!” he cried, following him back into his room. He tackled Malik to the floor. "Malik!! Please don't! I need your help!!!"

Malik crossed his arms laying beneath Marik. "You know the conditions. What's more important? Being a pet, or Ryou?” he said closing his eyes calmly.

Marik looked down at Malik, mournfully, and licked his face. "Malik... it... Ryou is very important. And while I will try all I can to be human for him... I'm still part lion. And my claws... I just... Malik, why is it necessary to get my claws filed? What's the REASON?” he asked.

"Simple. You both tear up the floors running across it with them. We'll compromise if they're SO important. You can keep the claws, but only if you get the tips rounded off so that they don’t tear up my floor.” he said calmly. "Besides, Ishizu is getting angry about they 'mystery' claw marks on our furniture and curtains."

Marik blinked, then smiled and nodded.

"Deal!!” he said. "And I'll try to keep mine retracted more often... and Bakura can still use his to dig for grubs!!! Oh, thank you!!!" And he gave Malik a big, long, wet lick up the side of his face.

Malik sighed. "But I do insist you both learn to walk tomorrow.” he said wiping his face. "It won’t take long, if we work hard. It's not like your bones have been broken, you've just gotten out of practice. A few days work, and you two will be walking tall and standing proud."

Marik grinned and flopped down on Malik's body, nearly crushing the boy, and purred and nuzzled him.

"I will try my hardest.” he said. "I will learn to walk! And I will get clothes! And maybe get a job!!! And I will get Ryou back and be the best mate ever for him!!!" And he hugged Malik tightly, still purring and nuzzling his face, giving him a lick every now and then.

Malik chuckled. "Now there's an idea.” he said proudly. "A job. Just think how thrilled he'd be when you two can afford your own house.” he added smirking. "And just think how fun all that... privacy will be."

Marik blinked and lifted his head, looking down at Malik. Then, he grinned and chuckled.

"Yes. It WOULD be fun...." And his smile faded. "If hybrids were allowed to own property." And he climbed off of Malik. "I will do all I can for Ryou. But there is only so much the law will let me do.” he sighed and looked down, but then looked up again and smiled. "But I don't care! I will go as far and do as much as the law will let me, for Ryou!!!" And he sat down and smiled proudly at Malik, his tail swinging back and forth. "Now all we have to do is find something to encourage Bakura to try to become human again!!!"

Malik looked thoughtful for a minute. "I think I have an idea....” he said looking at Marik with a wicked smile. "But he's going to hate me for it."

Marik blinked and cocked his head, confused, but then grinned.

"Ohhh... I have GOT to see this play out.” he said, then turned and ran back into the living room. Malik giggled and followed, coming in to hear his sister gasp. Ishizu yipped when Marik jumped up onto the sofa beside her, then frowned and began to shift around. He winced and poked his tongue out of his mouth in concentration. He slowly lowered his backside onto the cushion, then placed his feet on the floor. Then, he straightened his spine and sat up. He blinked, and looked down at himself.

"Did... Did I... Am I doing it?” he asked, looking at Malik and Ishizu. The woman blinked, then smiled and laughed, hugging Marik around the neck and kissing his cheek.

"Very good!" She said, petting Marik and scratching his ears. "Look Malik! He did it!!!"

Malik grinned and clapped his hands. "That deserves a reward!” he said reaching into a jar that, for someone who could only walk as an animal, could never hope to reach, and pulled out a big piece of beef jerky. "Here you go Marik.” he chuckled tossing it to him.

"Oh Ishizu, I'm going out tonight. I forgot to mention earlier I had a date planned.” he said calmly, knowing Bakura had slowly developed a crush on him, not that the feeling wasn't mutual. "You remember him right? Tight ass... abs you could eat breakfast off of....” he said faking the most realistic star-struck lover look he could. If he played his cards right, Bakura would try to stop him...and then he could give him his own private encouragement to be more human.

Marik slowly grinned and chewed his jerky, looking down at Bakura's tail, poking out from under the chair. The tail poofed up and bristled, and a growl was heard. Ishizu blinked at the chair, then gave her brother one of her 'what are you up to?' looks.

"Where are you two going?" Marik asked eagerly, watching Bakura's tail shaking slightly.

"Oh, we're going to a strip bar...” he said calmly. "Men only... heh heh...” he winked at his sister and pointed to Bakura, before motioning for her to go along. "It's going to be the hottest night of my life...." he added groaning softly. "I'm going to get laid tonight.” he chuckled. "Don’t wait up for me."He smirked lightly. "Oh, did I mention that he's got a delicious dick? I could just...." Malik trailed off, to stop himself from sounding insincere with the laughter he was holding in.

Ishizu winced and glared at Malik, not liking the way he was using this to his advantage.

"Malik..." She groaned. "Please tell me this isn't a blind date again?" Bakura's tail twitched and shifted, showing that he had turned around under the chair to listen better.

"Is it a big dick?" Marik asked.

"MARIK!! I do NOT want to hear about that!" Ishizu cried.

Malik nodded. "Oh it's not blind... well not the WHOLE time... towards the end it might be...” he chuckled maliciously. "And he's hung like a horse.” he said smirking seductively. "I could just lick it all night long...."

Malik had to REALLY bite that laugh back if he was going to trick Bakura. He turned and began walking to the door. "I'll call you later if I need anything."

"Who is it?!" Bakura suddenly snapped, and Malik turned to see Bakura's narrow eyes glaring at him from the darkness under the chair. Marik grinned and held back his laughter, resting his forehead on Ishizu's shoulder. She smiled and scratched his ears, smirking up at her brother.

"WHO?! Where do you know him from? Where are you going with him?!" Bakura growled.

Malik rolled his eyes as he walked out of the room and into the foyer to put on his shoes. "I told you already, we're goin to a strip club!” he called back opening the door.

"WHO IS HE?!" Bakura roared, emerging out from under the chair. "Where do you know him from?!"

"Old friends." Malik said walking out the door. It was going to take serious inspiration to get Bakura to start acting human again, and Malik knew just how to jolt that back into him. But this deliciously wicked plan depended on Bakura, and how much he was willing to do to keep him as his 'mate-to-be'.

Bakura's ears and tail perked up, then both went back. He growled and his hair and tail bristled. He charged after Malik and towards the door. Marik sat up and stared after him, looking at Ishizu. Then both leapt from the sofa and ran to the doorstep.

When they got there, Bakura had caught Malik and had the seat of his pants in his teeth, and was growling and tugging, while Malik screamed and clutched his pants, trying to keep them on. Lights in houses began to come on and people's faces appeared in windows, looking out to see the cause of the commotion.

Malik growled and thumped Bakura on the head harshly. "No! You will NOT be biting ME.” he said angrily. "Let go.” he added calming down. "Marik, you watch Ishizu while I'm gone.” he called back, signaling they needed to go back inside for the privacy he and Bakura needed.

Ishizu dragged Marik back inside by the tail and closed the door, but Bakura did not let go of Malik's pants. He glared up at Malik, growling.

Malik crossed his arms. "Let go.” he said firmly.

Bakura growled and shook his head, tail lashing.

"Why not?" Malik asked after a moment. "I have to go places, Bakura. I can’t stay home all the time, I've got to have my fun too."

Bakura's frown deepened and he slowly let go and sat down, ears and tail drooping.

"Fine....” he said softly, staring at the side walk. "Go... just... be careful?"

Malik turned and smiled at him warmly. "What's the matter Bakura? Why don’t you tell me what's on your mind.” he said kneeling and looking him in the eyes.

Bakura didn't look up. "You... you should be careful... you shouldn't just sleep around, Master Malik....” he said. "You sound like you don't know this guy very well..."

Malik smirked. "Tell you what. Go get dressed and get back out here as fast as you can. If you're that worried, you can come along."

Bakura looked up, quickly. "R-really?” he gasped. "I can come?!" His ears perked and his tail wagged hopefully.

"You have 3 minutes to get dressed and back out here. And I mean shirt AND pants." Malik instructed calmly. "Wear your nicest outfit, I don’t want you looking like a skanky skunk.” he said amusedly.

Bakura blinked.

"But... all I have is my shorts... can I borrow some of yours?” he asked. "And do I have to wear shoes?"

"Two and a half minutes. You better hurry and figure it out!" Malik said calmly. "You want to look nice. Shoes yes. Now scoot or I'll leave you here with Marik."

Bakura whirled and ran into the house, nearly bowling Marik over, and dashed back into Malik's room. He tore through his wardrobe finding a pair of leather pants and a tight white muscle shirt. He wriggled into them, relieved to find the pants were low cut enough to not interfere with his tail, and then he tried to pull on a pair of boots, but was unable to. So he grabbed a black leather vest, flung it on and raced out, after grabbing one of Malik's black leather dog collars. He dashed out of the house, still on all fours, and sat panting at Malik's feet, fastening the collar around his neck.

"I... I can't fit into your shoes. My feet are too big.” he said, explaining his bare feet. "I... I can still come, right?” he pleaded anxiously.

Malik looked thoughtful. "I dunno... most places have a no shirt no shoes... no service...” he said, grinning inwardly at his own little tricks. By the end of tonight, Bakura would have MORE than enough reason to be human.

Bakura looked up and his eyes widened.

"But... can't we... can I.... FLIP FLOPS!!!" And he whirled and ran back into the house, a moment later returning with a pair of flip flips on his feet, a look of troubled concentration on his face as his back end waddled like a duck.

"There! Can I go now?!” he whined.

Malik looked thoughtful. "I dunno... most places don’t really count flipflops... how about I buy a pair of shoes for you, before we meet my date?"

"Really?” he gasped, perking up. "My... my own... shoes?" His eyes sparkled at the idea. "For me?"

Malik nodded. "Yes.” he said and walked to the garage. "C'mon then.” he said handing Bakura a helmet and getting onto his motorcycle. "Hop on."

Bakura blinked, and took the helmet, then his face lit up in a great excitement.

"REALLY?!” he cried, shaking in excitement. He jammed the helmet onto his head and climbed on, wrapping his arms around Malik's waist. "I've never done this before!!! But I've always wanted to!!!"

Malik chuckled and revved the engine, before shooting off down the street, popping a wheelie before he was out of sight of the house, knowing his sister and Marik were watching, and that she hated it when he did that.

"We're going to get you a pair of shoes that go with those pants. You don’t wear leather and flip flops. Ever."

Bakura was grinning and peering over Malik's shoulder, his tail streaming out behind them like a banner, attracting the attention of everyone on the road.

"WOOOOOHOOOOOOOO!!!!!!" Bakura howled into Malik's ear.

Malik chuckled and slowed down as they neared the shoe store. He pulled in and parked the Motorcycle, hopping off and motioning to the building. "Come on. Time to get you some shoes. Pick out a pair that matches your pants."

"YAAAAAAY!!!" Bakura sang, and leapt off of the motorcycle, running excitedly on all fours for the store, helmet still on his head.

Malik chuckled and followed him into the store, waiting patiently as he scampered about looking at shoes. "C'mon, hurry up, I don’t want to be late for my date."

"I don’t know what size I wear!!!" Bakura called from across the store, and the clerk looked like he was trying to decide whether to throw Bakura out or not but wasn't sure whether Bakura classified as a person or an animal.

Malik chuckled and motioned for Bakura to come over to him. "Put your foot on this.” he said pointing to a small mat. "Your foot will match up with your size." He added amusedly. "Then pick a pair that's the same size as your foot."

Bakura blinked and trotted over, doing so. He looked down, checked his size, then nodded and ran off again. Within minutes Malik heard a "clump clump clump clump clump" heading his way. And a moment later Bakura trotted into view, a pair of large, heavy black leather boots on with buckles going up the sides.

"I like these!” he said, cheerfully.

Malik chuckled. "try to find something a little less bulky.” he said shaking his head. "They're a little too clunky for you."

Bakura put on puppy dog eyes.

"Only because of how I walk!” he whined. "When I get used to walking upright again they'll be fine!!! Pleeeeeeeeeease?"

Malik sighed. "Fine, fine.” he said putting the flip flops in a nearby shoe box and carrying them to the register. He paid for Bakura's boots, and they climbed on the motorcycle once more.

It wasn't a long drive at all, before they arrived at the destination; The Exotica.

Malik grinned as he walked in, receiving no trouble from the bouncers, and glad when Bakura didn't either. He sat down in a booth and waited for Bakura to do the same.

Bakura climbed into the booth, and after a few tries, sat up properly. He laid his hands on the table and looked around.

"Wow... it's been so long since I've been in a place like this...” he sighed. "So... where's your date?” he asked, frowning and glaring at Malik.

Malik looked at his watch and smiled. "Oh, we're here a little early.” he said smiling. "I'll tell you a little about him though. You'll know him when you see him.” he said grinning. "He's got those abs.... hung like a horse.... nice ass...." Malik began listing off his date's best attributes. "Badass attitude.... seductive... I'd say his only downfall is his constant disinterest in bettering himself." Malik said ordering a Bahama mama.

Bakura frowned and snorted, asking for a tequila with worm.

"Doesn't sound like anyone you should be seeing...” he grumbled, glaring at nothing in particular.

Malik snickered a bit. "Oh really?” he said waiting on the drinks. "what makes you so sure?" He had described Bakura himself, in such vague detail that he didn't even recognize that it was him! Malik couldn't hide the amusement. Bakura was sabotaging himself!

His grin widened when the waitress provided their drinks. He paid her and smiled. "Thanks."

Bakura growled again.

"You deserve better...” he said, finally. "You deserve someone who loves you, and will go any distance for you. You have a good heart. And whoever is with you should be able to recognize that and should thank their lucky stars that they have such a treasure..."

Malik chuckled; he was beside himself in amusement. It was all he had not to laugh himself out of the booth. He'd purposely picked one near a window, because it was reflective, due to the covering, preventing young teens from peering in with naughty eyes.

He chuckled once more, before looking out the window. "Oh look, there he is.” he said calmly, motioning in the direction of the parking lot.

Bakura tossed back his tequila and turned, looking ready to kill. He looked into the parking lot.

"Where?” he asked, the worm dangling from his claws.

Malik chuckled a bit. "Right in front of you... look harder." Malik replied calmly. "Can’t you see him?"

Bakura blinked. “No.” he said, stupidly. "But with the lighting in this joint it's hard to see through my reflection."

Malik chuckled. "Keep looking.” he said, kicking back slightly, swinging his drink. He'd figure it out eventually... it was just a matter of time. He was curious to see just how he'd react.

Bakura snorted.

"I'll just wait ‘til he comes in...” he grumbled, and slurped the tequila worm into his mouth.

Malik chuckled. "Why? You that blind?” he said taking another sip. "Try one more time Bakura... look out that window and tell me what you see."

Bakura glanced at the window. "I don't see anyone."

"No one?" Malik said, stirring the bits of ice in his drink. "You sure? I see him plain as day."

"I see my fuckin' reflection! That's it! Now shut up if you're not gonna make any sense!!!" Bakura snapped.

Malik couldn't help himself anymore. He started laughing shaking his head in amusement. “You can’t figure it out!"

Bakura snorted and glared. "THERE IS NO ONE OUT THERE!!!!” he roared, his tail bristling.

Malik laughed all the harder. "You JUST said you saw him!"

"I SAID I SAW MY RE..... flection....." Comprehension dawned on his face. He turned and stared at Malik, eyes wide, and then he glared. "ME?! YOU'VE BEEN TALKING ABOUT ME?!"

Malik snickered, nodding. "And you have been shit-talking yourself this whole time....” he said, wiping the amused tears out of his eyes. "But... I guess if I deserve someone better....” he said, turning his gaze to a particularly interesting brunette. "hmmm... not bad...."

Bakura glared at Malik, shaking in his fury.

"You.... You.... YOU..... Waitaminnit... you think I have a nice ass and I'm hung like a horse?” he said, looking confused.

Marik laughed. "I had to make you jealous somehow.” he said shaking his head. "You have to enjoy tonight... because this is the only night you're getting. I don’t date animals." Malik said smirking. "So you'd better relish it while it lasts. This is your one and only date... unless....” he trailed off thoughtfully. "Nah... you wouldn't bother trying to change for me... oh well...."

Bakura stared at Malik, eyes wide. His mouth opened and closed a few times, but nothing came out. He just... stared.

Malik rolled his eyes. "I laid down the proposition... it's up to you if you take it or not... but the offer does have a time limit....” he added calmly. "You'll have to decide which you want more...." Malik said leaning over the table, his face inches from Bakura's, giving the skunk's lips a soft kiss, gently sucking his lower lip for a moment before pulling back and giving him possibly the most seductive look this world had ever seen. "Being a pet.... to being my lover...” he said huskily. "You don’t get both..."

Bakura's eyes widened even more and he turned pink.

"I.... I, I, I, I, I...... I have to think!!" And he disappeared under the table only to slink off across the club, looking quite bewildered.

Malik chuckled a bit, finishing his drink and stretching, quite proud of himself. He waited patiently at the table for Bakura to return. He would eventually, he just needed time to think.

But twenty minutes later Bakura had not returned, and Malik was starting to get a bit worried. He got up and walked around the club, but there was no sign of his hybrid skunk. Eventually he made it back to the booth. But it was empty. But flashing lights outside attracted his attention. He peered out of the window and his eyes widened. The truck outside with the flashing lights was Animal Control, and two officers were dragging Bakura towards the truck, on the end of a control rod. The skunk was fighting desperately, thrashing at the rods, planting his feet against the ground and screaming, and had attracted quite an audience.

Malik groaned and hurried outside. "Hey!” he said hurrying to the men. "He's with me.” he explained calmly. "He said he was going to the bathroom.” he added quickly. "Besides, as far as I have seen, hybrids are permitted in this club." Malik said glaring slightly. "So what seems to be the problem?"

One of the officers glanced at Malik. "People complaining of a hybrid running around without a leash. And we've been on the lookout for a skunk hybrid for weeks. So unless you can produce ownership papers, we have to take him, sir." And they forced Bakura into the truck and slammed the door.

"NO!! PLEASE!! MALIK!!!" Bakura began to scream, pounding on the door. "I DON'T WANNA GO BACK!!! MALIK!! MASTER MALIK, PLEASE!!!" Malik stared, unable to do anything; Rem hadn't sent Bakura's papers. The officers got into the car, started the motor and began to drive away.

"MALIK!!! HELP ME, PLEASE!!!" Bakura screamed. "YOU!!! I CHOOSE YOU!! I LOVE YOU! PLEASE, I'LL CHANGE!!! I'LL BE HUMAN! PLEASE, MALIK HELP ME!!!!" The truck pulled away. "MALIK!!!" The truck drove away and the crowd that had gathered stared at Malik.

Malik hurried to his motorcycle, pulling out his cell and called Rem’s cell quickly.

"Rem! Animal control just took Bakura, please call them and tell them I'm the owner!” he said frantically. "We didn't get the papers yet! They took him!"

Rem gasped softly. "I'll call them right away, I forgot to cancel the search for him." She said and calmed Malik down, telling him to go to animal control while she called in.

It wasn't long, but after explaining the circumstances to the officers, they agreed to release the skunk to Malik, who showed up not long after, looking worried and frantic.

"Please, give me my skunk back!"

An officer nodded and led Malik through a door, then handed him a small box which contained the clothes Bakura had been wearing. Then he led him into the kennels. They were loud and smelly, and full of viscous looking dogs. But as they got to the end there were a few empty kennels. But some were occupied.

In one was a mean looking grizzly bear hybrid, who growled loudly at Malik. In another was a rat, who was chewing on the metal chain link fence. And in yet another was a ferret, who glared at Malik. And finally he saw Bakura, naked and shaking, huddled in the corner of his kennel looking scared beyond belief. But when he saw Malik, his face lit up and his eyes shone.

"Master Malik!!!” he cried, running over to the door as the officer opened it. And Bakura flung himself at Malik who knelt to receive him and clung to him, shaking violently. "Master Malik... you came.... I'm sorry... I love you... I'll change.... I'll change.... I'm sorry....” he whimpered, more traumatized than Malik ever would have thought.

Malik smiled and pet his back. "Shhh... it's ok... let’s get you dressed and go do something fun... how about that?” he said patting Bakura's head. "Wanna go play in the park?” he said smiling and hugging Bakura tight. "Just you and me?"

Bakura slowly shook his head.

"I... I wanna go home....” he whimpered, not letting go of Malik. "I wanna go home.... wanna go home...."

Malik patted his head once more and carried him out, grunting a bit. "You need a diet.” he grumbled, stopping in the restroom to get Bakura clothed again.

"Bakura... you sure you want to go home?” he asked, as he buckled the final buckle on Bakura's boot. "Because... well even though this happened, it's your special night... just you and me. It won’t happen again. Rem took care of everything.” he said softly. "We can at least go get dinner.” he said kneeling and checking Bakura over. "How about dinner? You don’t want to disappoint your date do you?"

But even though Bakura was still pale and shaking, he nodded.

"O... Okay.... if that's what Master Malik wants....” he said, softly. Malik frowned at that, but left the animal shelter, Bakura scuttling next to him, pressed into his leg and his belly almost dragging on the ground.

Malik sighed after a moment. "Bakura....” he said, after a moment, as they got back on the motorcycle. "I'm not your master.” he said calmly. "You said you were going to change for me. I'm not your master. You don’t get both.” he said shaking his head. "It's one or the other. I won’t love my pet like a lover. And I won’t treat my lover like a pet. You have to pick which one you want more...” he said softly, looking him in the eyes as he buckled Bakura's helmet on.

"What do you want Bakura? Do you love me enough to remember what it is to be human? To be brave, stand on your own two feet? Do you love me enough to be someone I want to share my life with?"

Bakura stared at Malik, and his usually fierce brown eyes filled with tears. He began to struggle with the helmet and finally got it off before hurling himself on Malik, holding the boy close, and he sobbed.

"I... I was so scared.... I love you... I'll do anything.... just don't let them take me away from you again... please.... Mas-- I mean... Malik...” he sniffled and slowly released his grip on Malik, rubbing at his eyes. "I'm sorry...” he whispered. "I was thinking. And I decided that I wanted you more than anything. I decided to learn to be human again, for you. But as soon as I decided that there was a cord around my neck... choking me... pulling me away... It was as if Fate stepped in and told me that I would never be human again... that I would never get to be with you... and you came, and I was so happy to see you... but they took me... I've never been so scared in my life... I was afraid that... I love you, Malik. I will be human again. If that's what it takes to be with you, then that's what I will do..." And he picked up the helmet, staring down at his reflection in the shiny paint job on it. "I'm sorry..."

Malik smiled a bit. "Come on Bakura...” he said taking the helmet away and putting it on the motorcycle. Then, he offered his hand to Bakura, offering him the chance to walk beside him. "How about we just do something together tonight... just you and me... I know the first steps are the hardest... but I'll be right beside you... if you are willing to let me."

Bakura blinked at Malik, and then looked down at Malik's hand, holding his own. And slowly, he smiled and nodded. He swung his leg over the bike so both feet were on one side. He stared down at his boots with wide eyes, and turned his gaze up to Malik. He gulped, and then slowly stood on his own two feet, Malik supporting him to keep him from falling over. Then, Bakura straightened and turned to look at Malik, only to find himself having to look down... just like Marik. And his eyes widened.

"I'm... I'm tall...” he gasped, a look of wonder on his face.

Malik chuckled. "Must be a refreshing way to look at the world." Malik said, grinning. "Want a hamburger?” he said motioning to the nearby burger joint. "I know how you like to have hamburgers.” he added taking step forward, and holding onto Bakura, helping him take his steps, one at a time. "How does it feel to be walking again Bakura?"

Bakura frowned, concentrating.

"It feels... weird... Like something from a.... past life.” he smiled slightly, taking a few more steps. "Which I guess is kind of true...."

Malik grinned. "Do you like it?” he asked as they continued, taking the long way, so Bakura could get the hang of it more. "Once you can walk all by yourself... people won’t think you're a hybrid so much...” he said thoughtfully. "You... could say you're wearing a costume. I bet no one would question you either... Hybrids roam around on all fours." Malik said sounding like he'd just struck gold. "Hey! You could say you're wearing a costume for your job!” he exclaimed proudly. "You could pass yourself off as human like that, and you wouldn't have to be afraid of animal control anymore."

Bakura blinked, and looked back at his tail, then back at Malik.

"Heh... not likely. But it's time the truth came out and that hybrids get back the rights that were stolen from them along with their humanity.” he said, continuing to walk. "I... I'm getting tired... Can I get down now? I'll try again after we eat... I promise." And he fixed a pleading look on Malik as his legs began to tremble a bit.

Malik shook his head. "Lean on me....” he said wrapping an arm around Bakura’s shoulders. "It may be time for your rights to come back, but right now its time for you to walk.” he said smiling. "Besides, this is a date isn't it? I don’t want to date an animal...” he said smirking a bit. "Otherwise I think I'll just keep my kisses to myself."

Bakura blinked and stared at Malik, wide eyed, and a blush covered his cheeks. Then, he grinned and chuckled.

"Well... I guess a kiss is something worth walking for...” he said. "You... you had this planned all along, didn't you? Ever since you mentioned that you had a date...?"

Malik snickered. "Well... yes and no... I didn't plan on you getting captured. I planned to seduce you to submission.” he said, giving Bakura a cheesy grin. "I knew you'd want to be human if it meant continuing in fun activities like... well... I'll let your mind wander..."

Bakura chuckled. "I seem to remember you saying that tonight was going to be the hottest night of your life... and that you were gonna get laid tonight...." And he turned a crafty grin on Malik. "Were you planning for that to happen, too?"

"Yup.” he said calmly. "I was going to get you half drunk off your ass too; it was going to be loads of fun."

Bakura's grin widened. "And what if I would prefer to be sober when this goes down, hmm? I haven't screwed anyone in over a year." And he was suddenly struck with a mental image of Mr. Fluffles... how humiliating......

Malik shook his head. "Nope. Can’t. You said you just wanted to go home.” he said, smirking slyly. "But I talked you into dinner before home. You get dinner."

Bakura's eyes widened in dismay, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Well, where ELSE are we gonna do it, hmm? I'm not doing you in public... but your room is perfect for it..." And he teasingly licked Malik's ear.

Malik shook his head. "Nope. You get dinner. No dessert for you.” he chuckled. "It's ok...” he added thoughtfully. "I'm sure I could just masturbate later on, to take care of my sex-fix for the evening."

Bakura frowned and pouted his tail and ears drooping slightly.

"Fine. Be that way. Torment me for your amusement..." And he snorted. "Sometimes... humans suck...."

Malik grinned and turned to Bakura and licked his lips seductively. "Yes... sometimes we do, and a few of us swallow.” he said smirking. "Tell you what. If you agree to go with me to a steakhouse for dinner... oooh steak.” he said teasingly. "Or shrimp... hmm. Well if you agree to a fancier restaurant, and rounding off your claws tomorrow, as well as the clothes.... I suppose I could let you try to seduce me into sex." Malik said calmly. "But only if you agree to kick this into a sex-worthy date."

Bakura's eyes widened, and he slowly grinned.

"Sounds good... back to the motorcycle, then?” he asked, and at Malik's nod, he turned and moved out in front, trying to run. He got into a very uncoordinated jog, his tail waving around to help him keeps his balance. But even his tail couldn't help, and he began to stumble to the side.

"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!!!" Bakura chanted, and finally toppled over into a flower bed, disappearing from view into some shrubs. "OW!!!” he yelped, and his tail, the only thing visible, thrashed a bit then drooped. "Damn....."

Malik chuckled. "Baby steps Bakura!” he called, jogging over to catch up, and peering into the shrubs. "Now c'mon... take it slow. Save the speeding for when we're on the cycle.” he chuckled, offering his hand to help Bakura up to his feet again.

"Learn to walk before you try to run, huh?” he said, smiling sheepishly and taking Malik's hand, getting to his feet. But Bakura didn't let go of Malik's hand. He reached out and gently brushed his knuckles over Malik's cheek. "Thanks.” he said, softly. "You know... you've changed my life. I think you may be the best thing that's ever happened to me..." And he laid his chin on Malik's shoulder and hugged him.

Malik smiled and hugged Bakura proudly. "We can practice running in a softer place anyway... like the park.” he said gently, giving one of Bakura's ears a tug. "They're cute you know...” he added. "Nice and furry, I bet you could look badass with earrings too....” he said thoughtfully.

Bakura blinked and made a face. "Don't tug my ears....” he whined. "Maybe a stud in one, but..." He shrugged and turned, walking slowly over to the motorcycle and putting the helmet on before getting on the bike. "Can I drive?"

Malik coughed slightly. "I uh.... are you sure you can? My bike is my baby... if you wreck it, I WILL kill you.” he explained. "I've put so much into making her run... she purrs like a kitten....” he added motioning to the fine piece of machinery. "You can drive, if you're confident you WON’T crash her, scratch her, ding her, or in any way maim her."

Bakura blinked. "I've never driven one before...” he admitted, grinning guiltily.

Malik raised an eyebrow. "Have you ever driven ANYTHING before? Do you know the... you know... laws of the road?"

Bakura blinked. "I led cops on a high speed chase for an hour and a half once, driving a stolen pick up.” he announced, proudly. "They never caught me, either! I ditched the truck after they blew out its tires and jumped off a bridge and into the river. I got away by swimming down stream!"

Malik coughed a bit. "Yeah... I think we've discovered that you aren't EVER driving my motorcycle... EVER." He said climbing on and starting the engine. "Ever...” he added once more for emphasis.

"Awww..." Bakura whined, but his eyes were laughing. He wrapped his arms around Malik's waist. "That's okay... I like this arrangement anyway..." And he chuckled and ground his hips into Malik's backside while feeling up his chest.

Malik chuckled and sped out of the parking lot of the animal control building and down the street, popping another wheelie at somewhere around a reckless 50 miles per hour.

"What do you want to eat? Steakhouse? Seafood? Italian? Eat at that strip club we were at? You name it!” he called back loudly, the roar of the wind and engine muffling his voice slightly.

Bakura frowned. "Not at the club! Makes me wanna dance! And I can't even run yet, so dancing probably isn't the best idea!” he replied, making Malik laugh. "But you said the magic word; steak! Let's eat steak! I'm sick of grubs and berries!!!"

Malik grinned and nodded, popping another wheelie, damn those were fun! He sped down the busiest street at a speed almost blasphemous, before pulling into the steak house parking lot. "Now... if anyone asks... just say you're still in your work costume. I don’t think anyone will... but for tonight, that's your story. You don’t want to be thrown out before your steak is done." Malik instructed calmly. "And before you ask, no, it has to be cooked."

"Dammit...." Bakura grumbled. But the prospect of steak still had him a little too excited. He tried to get off of the motorcycle too fast and ended up falling back and landing on his ass. "OW!!! My butt...” he whined, rubbing his hind end, and a group of people leaving the restaurant snickered.

Malik chuckled softly. "Don’t rough yourself up too much, or we'll have to postpone that dessert....” he chuckled.

Bakura grinned and awkwardly scrambled to his feet before following Malik into the restaurant. The hostess stared at Bakura with wide eyes.

"Umm... t-two?" She asked Malik.

Malik nodded. "Yes ma'am.” he replied calmly, as though there was nothing wrong with the situation.

It took a moment for the waitress to gather herself before leading them to the table, and leaving silverware, a bucket of peanuts to tide them over, and menus to decide what they'd be eating.

Bakura dug into the peanuts after deciding on the biggest steak the restaurant offered. But he didn't shell the peanuts and eat the nuts; he ate them whole, shell and all.

Malik coughed. "Bakura...” he said shaking his head, picking up a peanut and shelling it. "Peanut?” he asked, hoping to have given him that lesson discreetly.

Bakura blinked, and then shrugged. "I get nutrition from the shells. It's the skunk in me.” he said, taking the shell from Malik's hand and popping it into his mouth. "It's got fiber."

Malik nodded. "Not very sexy however.” he said calmly. "I'd hate to kiss you and taste all that 'fiber' you're eating."

Malik was glad the waitress had left with their orders before this occurred. He'd ordered the same thing as Bakura, and a beer for each of them. "So... tell me about yourself... you never bothered to tell me before."

Bakura blinked. "My life was nuthin fun, Malik... My dad ran out on me and mom when I was about four... mom was a junkie. Had a new boyfriend every month... I'd come home from elementary school and walk past them fucking on the sofa in the living room, drug paraphernalia all over the coffee table...” he sighed and took a pull on his beer bottle, popping another peanut into his mouth.

Malik frowned. "That's no good...” he said shaking his head. "How about we talk about your likes and dislikes then... your personally.” he said, hoping to change the topic from pasts, to more interesting things. "What do you enjoy? Hate?"

Bakura frowned. "I hate those crack sniffing fuckers that were always nailing my mom... I hate the guy that sold her the shit... and I hate the fucker that killed her...” he frowned and glared at the table top. "I hate the social workers that made my life hell when she died... I hate my foster parents... I hate my truant officer who was always busting my ass for skipping school... I hate the fucker who drafted me to sell his shit. And I hate the bastard who kidnapped me and turned me into this....” he took another pull at his beer and slowly smiled.

"I like my best and only friend who took me under his wing when I was stuck in the pet shop, and is currently probably sitting on the sofa watching MTV and driving your sister mad... I like the bunny he fell in love with... and I like the guy who saved me from going back to that bloody pet shop and gave me a home." And he smiled at Malik.

Malik laughed a bit. "Well... ok...” he said shaking his head. "I think I just got Bakura's history 101...." It was good to see Bakura confident again. "I'm glad you're more at ease... it really seems out of character for you to be frightened..." Malik said taking a pull of his own beer. "So... what are your plans for tonight?” he added smirking. "Anything interesting?"

Bakura grinned.

"Enjoying myself!” he said, spreading his arms. "I mean, look at me! I spent the last year and a half of my life naked in a cage, eating fruit and bugs and pissing in a litter box!" Several people turned and stared. "I finally escape, and I get rescued by this hot little Egyptian whose very presence just screams 'Sexy'... I find out he likes me the way I like him, and then I get carted off against my will, stripped, and crammed naked into another cage, only to be rescued again by the object of my oh so desirable affection, and taken out, free as a bird, for steak!!! And if luck is with me, I might get laid tonight!!! All in all, I'd say it's a good night!!! Now where's my steak?!" The people in the restaurant were staring at Bakura like he was crazy.

Malik laughed and shook his head. "Calm down man, people are staring at your crazy ass.” he said shaking his head in amusement.

The steaks were brought, and refills for the beers, Malik gladly tipped the waitress for the beer refills and grinned to Bakura after she left. "Now... before you start...” he said picking up a fork and knife. "Use these. This is a classy place after all, you don’t want to look bad, or make ME look bad. After this, we'll go for another walk to burn some of this food off."

Bakura blinked and nodded, looking down at his utensils before picking them up. He frowned, and stabbed the fork into the meat and began to cut it.

"It feels strange, after not doing this for a year and a half...” he said, but successfully cut a piece of steak and poked it into his mouth. Then he closed his eyes and groaned, happy as a skunk could be.

"After dinner and our walk... I'm gonna stop by the grocery store. I'm gonna pick up some things for dessert. Whipped cream... some chocolate... maybe some of that strawberry stuff too...."

Bakura blinked and stopped chewing, looking up at Malik. Then he grinned and swallowed.

"I like the sound of that...” he chuckled.

Malik grinned, taking another bite of his steak, chewing then swallowing. "We could do a little shopping before we go home too, get you some clothes of your own.” he said, before taking a second bite. "Maybe... a few other fun things."

Bakura blinked at that, and grinned.

"Oh? Such as?"

"I hear handcuffs are more fun than people let on... candles... we could try a few other things... I'm sure you have a creative side." Malik replied snickering at the implications.

Bakura grinned. "Oh... I am VERY creative....” he chuckled, popping a large chunk of meat into his mouth. "And I like to play...."

"Oh? Play what?" Malik asked slyly, taking another bite of his own steak.

Bakura grinned. "That depends... What do you feel like playing?” he asked. "Hide and Seek... King of the Mountain...." And Malik suddenly felt a foot sliding up his inner thigh and gently press on his groin. "Maybe... a little game of cops and robbers, hmm? Gotta do a search.... put your hands on your head and spread your legs...."

Malik smirked. "Oh really? Who says I'm the submissive type?” he challenged, wanting to gauge just what sort of sexual player he'd be dancing with tonight. "What if I happen to like fucking the ever living hell out of someone?"

Bakura snickered. "King of the Mountain it is, then.” he said, finishing off his beer with a chuckle.

Malik laughed and finished his steak, taking a pull from his beer. "Oh? You think you are going to be on top?" Malik challenged once more, standing and dusting his pants off. He pulled out his wallet, leaving the money for the meal, plus tip. "Come on then. We have some more walking to do."

Bakura snickered and got up as well, shaking his tail before curling up against his back, then over, and followed Malik out of the restaurant, getting lots of stares. He seemed much steadier on his feet this time, surprising since he had been drinking, and he got onto the motorcycle and grinned at Malik.

"Come on...” he said, patting the seat between his legs, drawing Malik's eyes to the bulge in the front of the leather pants.

Malik chuckled and sat on the bike, facing Bakura and grinning. "I think you're getting the hang of walking Bakura...” he said wrapping his arms around Bakura, and running his hands up underneath his shirt, rubbing the muscles he found there slowly, working out any kinks he found, before grinding his hips against Bakura's.

"But the night's still young...we don’t want to have the grand finale too soon... there's still mischief to be made...” he hissed, letting out a soft seductive moan.

Bakura groaned and his eyes fluttered closed. He grabbed Malik's hips and pulled him harder against himself. "You're saying that to a man who hasn't gotten any in over a year, Malik...” he hissed. "You should be more careful..."

Malik chuckled, grinding against Bakura once more. "I know... but if we're going to do it... we're going to do it until we both pass out exhausted..." Malik said, giving Bakura a strong kiss, moving his hands to the front and pinching the skunk's nipples harshly. "And that means we have to have the toys to keep it interesting every time...."

Bakura grinned, panting, the grabbed Malik and spun him around. "Drive...” he growled into Malik's ear, grinding against him. "While I let you..."

Malik laughed softly and revved the engine, shooting off towards the final destination they'd be visiting in public that night. The adult toy store.

Malik pulled in and shut the engine off, getting off the motorcycle and smirking at Bakura. "You have ten minutes to get as many toys as you can use to make tonight the hottest night of your life.” he said seductively. "Ten minutes. Get shopping."

Bakura grinned and leapt off of the motorcycle, running for the door on all fours, still wearing the helmet.

"Bakura!” he said tapping his foot. "Do you remember my rule?” He said sternly. "Walk like you know you should.” he added following him to the door and opening it once Bakura got to his feet looking sheepish. "Now calmly go in and buy what you think looks fun."

"The whole store?" Bakura asked, snickering to himself.

Malik chuckled. "You have a 50 dollar limit."

Bakura made a disappointed noise, and then shuffled inside. The clerk at the register quirked an eyebrow at Bakura, but just shook his head. A few other people browsing around also stared at Bakura, but Bakura took no notice. He went through, looking for things. Finally, he started to gather what he wanted... a large vibrator, a pair of handcuffs, a cock ring (he gave Malik and evil grin) and a set of nipple clamps with a sinister chuckle, and then looked over at Malik.

"I think I've reached the limit.” he said with a grin.

"Is there anything else you need?” he asked, willing to bend the rule a little, if Bakura really wanted one more thing. He'd picked up his own toys, the whipped cream, the chocolate sauce and some scented candles. All in all it was a good haul.

Bakura blinked and looked down at what he had, then grinned. He trotted off, a little unstable, and came back with a ball gag. "Okay!” he chirped.

Malik laughed and paid for everything, glad he had a credit card. He was more than glad that everything fit into one sack. "Now... it's your job to hold onto the toys Bakura....” he said walking with him back to the motorcycle. "Because we're going to be going very fast."

Bakura chuckled. "Can I play on the way back home?” he asked, peering in at the contents of the bag.

Malik revved the engine chuckling. "No. Wait 'til we get there.” he said, speeding home and pulling into the garage slowly, noticing that it was somewhat late. "Be quiet... if they're asleep, we don’t want to wake them.” he said grinning. "We'll just stay the night in the basement...” he added, heading down the back stairs, pausing and laughing. "Do you need help on the stairs Bakura?"

Bakura was looking down at the stairs with large eyes. He whimpered and nodded at Malik, clutching the bag tightly to his chest.

"C-Can you make an exception?” he squeaked. "Just this once?"

Malik shook his head and walked back up and took the bag in one hand, and wrapped the other around Bakura's waist, just incase he lost his balance. "It's ok Bakura... I'm here.” he said softly, gently groping his ass. "Besides... do you know what's at the bottom of these stairs?” he said smirking. "This is going to be your room... just YOUR room. I've been fixing it up since you got here... and I think you'll like it...” he whispered. "Marik's room is nothing in comparison...” he added, knowing how the two liked to one-up each other.

Bakura blinked and yelped at the groping, but grinned. He wrapped an arm over Malik's shoulders and braced his other hand on the wall as they went down the stairs. "My room?” he gasped, when Malik announced that. "Marik's room? Marik doesn't have a room! All there is, is your room and your sister's room. There are no other rooms...” he said, baffled, but excited at the idea that he was getting his own bedroom. And yet at the same time, he was disappointed. He had liked sleeping at the foot of Malik's bed... he liked being close to Malik. "Why do I get my own room?” he asked, carefully descending the last steps.

"Well... the basement is as big and wide as the house, and really...there's more than enough room for Marik down here too, but I'm giving him my room." Malik explained slowly. "I've been wanting the basement for a while... but I think you deserve it." He said opening the door.

Despite the name 'basement' this massive room was anything but. It could have easily qualified as a whole separate house! A working kitchen area, soft woven black carpeting, red walls painted with gold Japanese dragons and Egyptian hieroglyphics were tastefully placed. A fully functional bathroom with bath and shower.... a living area with a TV, a video game system, surround sound…

Malik grinned as Bakura began exploring. He'd gone all out, and even though he'd originally intended the room for himself, somehow he knew he'd be living down here with Bakura.

"Wow!!!" Bakura's voice came from under the bed. Malik turned and watched the skunk slink out from under the bed and run across the room on all fours, sniffing over the kitchen area. Then he ran to the entertainment area and sniffed it over. He jumped onto the furniture and checked it over, then ran across the room again and leapt onto the bed. He sniffed at it, too, then turned around in a circle three times, and then settled curling his tail around himself and closing his eyes lightly.

"Mmmm...” he moaned, then lifted his head and grinned. "It's wonderful, I love it!” he said. "Thank you so much, Malik. I owe you more than I can ever repay..."

Malik chuckled. "But you know, the condition of keeping this room is the same. You work hard on getting back your humanity, walk on two legs, not four." Malik said putting the bag down. "Tomorrow Marik and you, and I are all going to get you two clothes, and your claws are getting filed down a bit, and rounded off. We compromised. You can have claws, but they're not going to be as long, and rounded off, so you don’t tear up your new room, or my house." Malik smirked. "The fridge is full of treats for you too. You name it. Pizza, steaks, eggs the 3 basic food groups. Junk, meat and fruity stuff."

Bakura nodded, grinning.

"Deal. It's worth it.” he said. "This is like a dream. I've never been so happy..." And he sat up properly and took off his boots. "Ahhh... that feels so much better....” he sighed, and wiggled his toes, and to Malik's amusement, his ears wiggled too.

Malik laughed out loud and sat next to Bakura on the bed. "Tomorrow you can brag to Marik after I give him my old room." He chuckled. "He doesn't get a big room, because once Ryou comes back, I'm gonna try to get him on his feet, and get him a job... so he can afford his own place. I'm going to talk to Kaiba about an idea I had....” he added quickly. "Something I think you two will like... if I can get him to agree...."

Bakura blinked at Malik.

"An idea? Kaiba? What is it, Malik?” he asked, his ears perking in curiosity.

"I'm not telling until I'm sure it'll happen, I wouldn't want to get your hopes up for no reason." Malik replied. "It'd just suck when it wouldn't happen. I'll go tomorrow morning to talk to Kaiba, and you two can come along."

Bakura blinked, then grumbled and pouted, but finally sighed and nodded.

"Fine, fine, fine....” he said, and leaned forwards, putting his elbows on his knees.

Malik grinned and got up, heading for the door. "Well... I guess I'll be going now.” he said, chuckling slightly before bolting up the stairs. "Good night!” he called back laughing slightly, knowing Bakura would chase him down once he realized what had just happened.

Bakura stared after Malik for a moment, not quite sure what had happened.

"H-Hey?!” he howled, and leapt to his feet. He ran, but fell on his face, immediately. "OUCH!!” he yelped. He growled at himself, then slowly got to his feet and scurried to the door in small quick steps. He then found himself staring up at the stairs. His eyes widened, and he gulped and whimpered.

"Okay, Bakura...” he breathed. "You can do this...." And he placed his foot on the first step. He braced his hand on the wall and stepped up. "Okay... not too complicated....” he muttered, and moved up to the next step. And the next. And the next, and the next... He only had four steps to go when the inevitable happened; he tripped. But fortunately he fell forwards and not back. "AAH!!” he yelped, falling against the stairs. "Owww....” he whimpered, and slowly dragged himself up to the top of the stairs before stumbling to his feet.

"M-Malik...” he wailed, upset and hurt, his knees busted and bleeding. "Malik!!!"

Malik peered back and his face softened. "Aww... did you hurt yourself?” he said. "Wait right there!” he said stepping into the house for mere moments, before returning with a towel, peroxide and newskin, the liquid bandage.

"Now... take off the pants.” he said calmly. "I bet you skinned your knee pretty bad. I'll get some carpeting on those stairs or something... so next time it won’t hurt so bad."

Bakura nodded and wriggled out of the pants, smearing blood over his knees. "Sorry...” he mumbled, looking at the torn knees of Malik's pants. "Why'd you run off?” he asked in an upset tone. "You just left me down there... you know I'm not steady on my feet yet, and you left me to take stairs by myself!!"

Malik smiled and carefully poured the peroxide over Bakura's knee. "Because I knew you'd try.” he said calmly. "Because you almost made it, all by yourself." Malik added, gently wiping the knee down and pouring more peroxide over it, dabbing it dry, glad to see it wasn't infected, and the bleeding had slowed enough for him to put the newskin on it. "Besides, you're cute when you're pouting." Malik chuckled applying the newskin slowly, making sure to cover the whole wound, before beginning to clean the stairs of the peroxide while he waited for it to dry.

"You almost made it Bakura... and I'm flattered you tried." Malik said “Never mind the pants... the important thing is how well you're doing... and all in just one night!"

Bakura blinked, and then slowly smiled. “I guess I did make a lot of progress today... and I DID almost make it up the stairs on my own!" And his tail wagged happily. "Thanks Malik..." And he nuzzled Malik and licked his cheek.

Malik nodded. "Marik will be jealous when you and I are walking around tomorrow and he's stumbling all over himself. You and I need to work hard to keep him trying..." Malik said looking down a bit. "If we can get Ryou back, he's going to be the one who teaches him how to get back to himself. I can’t do it for him." Malik said leaning back a bit. "This is why you and I need to work so hard... not just because you love me, but because you’re friends with him. He doesn't have Ryou here, like you have me."

Bakura looked down and sighed, nodding. "I know... I'm lucky... I just hope we can help him get Ryou back. I don't know what will happen to him if we can't... And Ryou... gods, that man is horrible!! He wanted Marik dead! And he took Ryou's bunnies away from him!! And... Malik, he hurt Ryou. I just KNOW he did...” he sighed, depressed.

Malik nodded and pat Bakura's head lightly. "We'll fix everything....” he whispered giving Bakura a much needed hug. "But until we do... we have to support Marik... he doesn't have someone he loves to pick him up when he falls, or tend his scraped knees." Malik said, smiling slightly. "Did you enjoy our date?” he asked after a moment.

"Yes I did." Bakura said with a smile, and laid his head on Malik's shoulder. "And that's not true. Marik has us. I love you, Malik, but Marik is my best friend, and I'll help him in any way I can.” he then turned and caught Malik's earlobe in his teeth. "But according to what we discussed earlier... the date isn't over...." And he nibbled Malik's ear, purring slightly.

Malik chuckled. "Aww... caught me.” he chuckled. "Alright Bakura you win....” he chuckled. "We can have sex. Ra, you're so deprived, I'm almost afraid to see what'd happen if I said no..."

"I would cry, jack off, and then regress back to how I was when you first took me in... a bitchy grub-eating nudist skunk." Bakura said, grinning.

Malik looked like he was considering his options for a moment. "All the way back you say? Because there was that hot guy in the club....” he said teasingly.

Bakura glared and his ears and tail drooped down. "Not funny, Malik...” he grumbled. "I would carry you down the stairs if I could, but that would only get us both killed, so you're gonna have to find your way to my bed on your own.” he chuckled, and lowered a hand between his legs and rubbed himself, groaning as he began to get aroused.

Malik chuckled. "I was talking about that man in the window.” he said amusedly. "The one who was hung like a horse....” he chuckled getting up and helping Bakura to his feet. "Come on you jealous thing... I'm tired of talking.” he said walking slowly down the stairs, so Bakura's knee wouldn't become more sore.

Once they got to the bed he helped Bakura to sit down and began pulling his clothes off. He knew Bakura wasn't really in the mood right NOW for the showy stuff; he was probably ready to just hump him like a wild animal... which... wouldn't be a bad thing.

Bakura grinned and grabbed Malik, flinging him back onto the bed. He wrestled the boy's shoes off and then went for the front of his pants. He grinned and grabbed Malik's crotch, squeezing and massaging. When Malik moaned, Bakura moved up the bed and pushed Malik's shirt up, licking his chest.

"Are you ready for this, Malik?” he hissed. "I'm gonna fuck you like an animal... think you can handle it?"

Malik laughed softly, highly turned on. "Like a skunk? Oooh I'm so scared.” he teased. "You better deliver one hell of an orgasm or I'm getting top from now on.” he said.

Malik grinned to himself, he always loved the dominant types, and Bakura had the potential... he just hoped he could deliver as well as he could promise. Although this first time was probably going to something akin to hot pig sex. Bakura seemed so eager he'd just be rooting around... which was slightly amusing to Malik but he didn't mind the wait for the fantastic sex, if that's what it took.

Bakura grinned. "And who said skunks weren't great in the sack, huh? I mean, c'mon!!! That Pepe Le Pew guy was always looking for a new, eh... hehe... pussy to fuck...." And he grinned and chuckled at his little joke. "I, however, prefer a hot ass...."

Malik grinned and in a flash, pulled a move RIGHT out of cops, and had Bakura handcuffed to the bed naked and on his back in one swift move, and he smirked down at him. "See what happens when you talk too much? Now I get to play with ALL your toys." He chuckled wickedly.

"WHAT?!" Bakura shrieked, completely stunned. "H-Hey!! Malik!! NO!!! MY toys... MINE!! Oh, no, please!!! Dammit!!! Awww......" And he let his head fall back as he looked at the ceiling. "Me an' my big mouth... I been fuckin Mr. Fluffles for way too long.....” he muttered under his breath.

Malik chuckled and hefted the bag onto the bed, spilling its contents out, looking at each toy calmly. "hmmm.... well... lets see.... Ahhh... here we go.” he said holding up the cock ring. "Perfect. It's such a shame you're such a sadist, it'll really suck having ALL these used against you."

Bakura's eyes widened and he began to squirm, finally rolling off of the bed. But that's when it hit him... he couldn't escape. His hands were cuffed behind him, he could not run on all fours; he had to get up to get away. And get up he did. The skunk clumsily got to his feet and scuttled across the room, placing the sofa between himself and Malik, who was now wielding both a cock ring AND ball gag.

"No no no no no!!!" Bakura whined, shaking his tail in agitation.

Malik laughed. "Oh please. You wanted this, and you're getting it skunk-boy. I'm going to fuck you so hard you will be feeling the orgasm for weeks." Malik laughed. He really had NO intention what so ever of dominating Bakura, but boy it was fun to watch him squirm.

Malik tackled the skunk and pinned his hands above his head with one hand and slipped the cock ring into place quickly while he was still stunned. "Just think, in a few short minutes you'll be having that sex you wanted so bad."

"THIS ISN'T FAIR!!!" Bakura whined, squirming at the presence of the cock ring. "I can't run from you!!!" It was then that Malik gagged him. "HMMMM!!!" Bakura protested, glaring up at Malik, but at the same time he was greatly aroused.

Malik chuckled and ground his hips against Bakura's hips. "This is our first time Bakura, I couldn't let you just waste it by humping me madly. We have to make it very VERY special." He whispered in Bakura's ear, before gently nibbling it, grinding his hips against Bakura's in a forward and backward motion agonizingly slow. "You want to cherish this don’t you?" Malik asked, pulling back and sitting up, slowly running his hands over his own body, in a horrible teasing show. He moaned softly, pinching his on nipples, while his other hand slowly slid over his chest... down over his stomach.... lower....

"HMMMmmmMMMMHH!!!" Bakura whined eyes wide as he watched Malik.

Malik slowly began pumping himself, putting on the best show he could for Bakura, before he gave him the biggest reward of all... he'd said he was hung like a horse, and it just so happened that he'd felt like a good ride.

Bakura's whine got louder and more desperate and his eyes got bigger. After some struggling a squirming, he managed to get to his knees and hurled himself at Malik, knocking the boy flat on his back with a yelp. Bakura landed on top of Malik and between his legs. He shifted himself a bit, and then began roughly grinding against Malik, groaning at the pleasure brought on by the friction, temporarily forgetting about the cock ring that would not be allowing him to release any time soon. But he remembered it quite quickly.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!” he shouted at Malik, desperate for the blasted thing to be removed.

Malik chuckled and removed the ball gag. "What was that?"

"Dammit Malik!!!" Bakura whined in a high pitched tone. "PLEASE!!! It's been so fucking long... gods... stop torturing me!!" And he let his head drop onto Malik's chest.

Malik ran his hands up Bakura's back and ground his hips against Bakura's hips. "I promise you'll remember tonight for 20 years.” he hissed in Bakura's ear putting the ball gag back in his mouth and shoving him off carefully. "If you want me, get on the bed.” he added, slowly standing.

Bakura's eyes widened, and then he glared at Malik. He began to wiggle around, trying to right himself. He was almost on his feet when he lost his balance and toppled over with a muffled yelp. He groaned and glared at Malik even more than before, and took his time in carefully getting to his feet the second try. Then he made his way over to the bed and sat down on it, squirming and glaring down at the cock ring around the base of his raging hard on.

Malik chuckled and pushed Bakura down onto his back once more and snatched the ball gag out again and kissed him deeply, allowing the skunk the opportunity to dominate him in a kiss, if he so desired. All the while grabbing poor Bakura's length and beginning to pump it, knowing he wouldn't be releasing any time soon... and that was just how he intended it to be.

Bakura made a loud keening noise into Malik's mouth, bucking his hips frantically and trying to find a release that would not come. His ears were back and his tail was shivering, tickling Malik's legs.

"M-Malik....” he groaned, pulling away from the kiss. "Please! PLEASE!!!"

Malik smiled and rolled his eyes. "A few more moments...” he said picking up the chocolate sauce, and dribbling it over Bakura's chest. "Before you get your dessert, I'm getting mine.” he said slowly beginning to lick away the gooey substance, paying particular attention to Bakura's nipples, biting down, before licking away the sting.

Bakura arched up into Malik's lips and groaned, craning his head back, his eyelids fluttering and his ears and tail quivering.

"M-Maaaaliiiiik...." He moaned, and Malik giggled before licking up the drop of precum that began to trickle down the underside of Bakura's erection. "AAAH!!!" Bakura howled, bucking his hips up in desperation.

Malik chuckled darkly, slowly licking his way back up Bakura's body, stopping to nibble on one of his ears.. "Oh stop your whining... we're just getting started...." he hissed. "We still have those nipple clamps... the vibrator… and some candles..." Malik said huskily.

Bakura began to laugh and sob at the same time, turning his head from side to side.

"No no no... you're bad.... bad..... ohhh.... Damn you, Malik....."

Malik chuckled and nodded. "Yes... yes I am." He said grinding his hips against Bakura's again, before picking up the nipple clamps for mild amusement. "But you're having a good time... I can tell..." He said gently running a finger up the underside of Bakura's length.

Bakura let out a loud wail, bucking his hips up and thrusting into the air.

"Gods... please... It hurts...." He whined. "Oh gods..."

Malik put the clamps on Bakura's nipples tightening them until he was satisfied they were at a good pressure. "How long do you think you're going to remember tonight?"

"Not much longer if you take this to the point where I lose my sanity!!!" Bakura howled.

Malik chuckled. "You'll be a happy little drooling retard though." He said holding up the vibrator, before turning it on high. "Wanna see how much I can make you scream before having mercy?"

Bakura's head shot up off of the bed and his eyes got big, staring at the large vibrator. A whimpering whine passed through his lips and he began to squirm, wiggling up the bed and away from Malik.

Malik laughed. "What? Afraid of the toys you intended for me?" He said tackling Bakura and sitting on him, pinning his arms above his head once more. "Afraid I'll use them?" He added bending down and stealing a kiss from his new lover.

Bakura whimpered and nodded.

"Y-Yeah...?" He squeaked. "I'm a sadist... not a masochist... well... I'm a sadist more than I am a masochist... I like to do the torturing as opposed to being tortured... so yes, I am afraid of you using the toys that I was gonna use on you! Now take the cock ring and handcuffs off and let me fuck you!!!" He whined, squirming and wriggling, rubbing against Malik's thigh.

Malik chuckled. "I don’t think so. Do you believe in a thing called karma? What goes around comes around..." He said teasing Bakura's entrance with the highly vibrating toy. "Why... I'm a bit sadistic myself, and you're so hot when you're squirming..."

Malik reached behind him and began stroking Bakura once more, tossing the vibrator aside. "You want inside me? You want me?" he said smugly. "Give me one good reason."

Bakura blinked, then smiled and sat up slightly, kissing Malik. It start slow, just a gentle press against the lips that slowly got more forceful. Then Bakura licked at Malik's lips a couple of times before slowly sliding his tongue into the boy's mouth. Malik moaned and melted against Bakura, who slowly began to draw his tongue out of his mouth, then pushed it back in. And he continued to do that, in and out... Bakura moaned low in his throat, then slowly drew back, licking over Malik's lips again.

"I love you..." He breathed. "Is that good enough?"

Malik smiled and nodded, pleased with the answer. "More than good enough." he breathed, releasing Bakura's hands from the handcuffs and tossing them aside. He removed Bakura's cock ring as well and grinned at him.

Bakura smiled and kissed Malik again, the same as before, and held him to his chest, running his hands up and down Malik's back. Then, he looked down between his own legs.

"Look what you've done..." He chuckled, and looked up at Malik. "I think you need to... rectify the situation..." And he kissed Malik again before pushing his head down. "I also think you talk to much... I think it's time that you filled your mouth with something other than words..." And Malik looked down at Bakura's erection.

Malik smirked. "If I put my mouth on you, you're not getting a chance to fuck me tonight Bakura... I can assure you." He said seductively, licking his lips for emphasis.

Bakura blinked, then grinned.

"And what are you implying, hmm? You think I'm going to pass out? Are you THAT good at giving head, Malik?" He hissed.

"I've had my share of compliments... mostly after I finished swallowing." He replied suavely, amused at the slightly jealous look Bakura gave him.

"You've never been fucked by an animal, my love... I can take it... nothing will stop me from getting my way with you tonight... And I swear... you will love every moment of it..." And he grinned and slipped his tongue into Malik's mouth. "The next time I do that... I want to taste myself on your lips..." He purred, and pressed Malik's head down again.

Malik nodded slightly, taking Bakura into his mouth and proceeding to show him just why he'd gotten so many compliments. He traced every contour with his tongue, sucking and bobbing his head in an expert rhythm, delighting in the moans he drew from Bakura, and the taste of precum that he'd savor.

Bakura grinned and reached out to the side, grabbing the tube of lube and squirting some onto his fingers. He rubbed Malik's back, then reached over him and spread the gel over his entrance, before pushing a finger inside of him.

"Y-You think.... I'm gonna hog all the pleasure?" Bakura groaned, and chuckled. "I want you to feel good too..." And he slipped in another finger, quickly adding a third. Then, he grabbed the vibrator, lubed it up and slipped it into Malik, turning it on.

Malik groaned and sucked suddenly very harshly, returning some of the sweet torment to Bakura. God, for someone who'd been without for a long time, he was damn hot. And for someone who hadn't been anything but an animal for a long time, he was as human as he could be at the moment... and it was just making Malik wild.

"Don’t... stall..." He hissed licking up the underside of Bakura's length, paying particular attention to the head of Bakura's desire.

"Who's stalling?" Bakura asked, then grinned and shoved the vibrator hard into Malik and pressing it against his prostate, holding it there.

Malik moaned loudly and pulled away from Bakura's length, digging his nails into his legs slightly. "you bastard...." he hissed, immensely enjoying himself. "What happened to all your whining about fucking me?" He groaned again, beginning to fondle Bakura, unable to stay focused long enough to give him a blowjob anymore.

Bakura grinned and pulled the vibrator out.

"If that's what you want...." He said, flinging Malik face down on the bed. "Then that's what you'll get...." And he moved over him, bending down to nibble his ear. He grabbed Malik's hips and pulled him up onto his hands and knees.

"I'm still part animal, remember? This is how WE do it..." He hissed into Malik's ear, rubbing the head of his erection against his entrance.

Malik moaned softly, shaking his head, his hair sticking to his forehead slightly. "God you're so hot...." He breathed pressing back slightly. "Fuck me." He said in an almost desperate voice.

"Gladly!" Bakura chirped, cheerfully. He wrapped an arm around Malik's waist and pressed into the boy, groaning loudly. "Ahhhh.... ooohhh GODS!!!" He moaned, eyes rolling back into his head. "You feel so... fucking... GOOD! Ahhh... jackin' off is shit compared to this... I'd forgotten how good sex with another person feels... Gods, Malik..." He sighed, and nuzzled Malik behind the ear. "You okay?"

Malik nodded, breathing harshly. "It's a good thing I wasn't a virgin or anything." he said laughing slightly. "You're damn big!" He groaned. "And I thought I was exaggerating when I said you were hung like a horse."

Bakura blinked, then laughed. But the laugh suddenly stopped. "HEY!!!" He whined.

Malik laughed shaking his head in amusement. "Isn't there something you could... oh... you know... be DOING?" he said pressing back against Bakura. "Or are you done for the night?"

Bakura snorted. "I'm just getting started, kid." He said with a grin, and began to move slowly... torturously slow...

Malik moaned and growled. "Nice... animals fuck like old people." He taunted, wanting Bakura to speed it up.

"WHAT?!" Bakura yelped. "Gods... I can NOT torment you without getting tormented back, can I?! That was mean!!!"

Malik smirked. "We have all night Bakura, I'd like to do it MORE than once... if you don’t mind." He said again.

Bakura snorted, but grinned. "Okay. You've convinced me. I thought I was gonna have to make this last!!" And he shoved into Malik, but he didn't pull out again. He held where he was, grabbing Malik's hips and pulling him hard onto his erection, then began to grind into Malik in a figure eight motion, rubbing his prostate non-stop.

"Like that?" Bakura asked.

Malik nodded grunting slightly and closing his eyes. "yessssss...." he hissed, greatly liking what Bakura was doing.

Bakura grinned and bent over Malik as he began to move, thrusting in and out of the boy.

"Mmmm...." He moaned, licking Malik's shoulders, neck and ear, nipping gently every now and then. He curled his fingers around Malik's erection and gently massaged it.

Malik practically purred at the contact and the friction. "Mmm... you're pretty good for someone who hasn't done it in a while..." he breathed, turning to kiss Bakura as best he could. "I think we should do this more often..." he added, ending the sentence with a loud moan. Bakura had struck him perfectly, and a wave of pleasure washed over him.

Bakura grinned. "I'd love to..." He hissed, and began moving harder and faster, hitting Malik's prostate with almost surgical precision. Then, Bakura reached up to his own chest and removed the nipple clamps that he had forgotten about and reached around Malik, putting them on him

Malik panted softly, moaning as Bakura moved. He could feel his orgasm nearing, the bastard...

Malik couldn't help but smile however, because this was going to be the most explosive orgasm he ever had, and he'd be overjoyed to share it with Bakura, who was probably near one himself, since he'd been teasing him for so long.

Bakura growled into Malik's ear and began pumping the boy's erection again.

"Come on, Malik... cum for me..." He moaned. "Cum for me, my master...." And he nuzzled and licked Malik's neck. "My savior..."

Malik moaned loudly unable to hold himself back at that little profession, he sprayed his passion over Bakura's hand, and the comforter of the bed, panting harshly. His front end lowered, leaving the back end in the air as he panted and tried to regain his composure, while enjoying the massive waves of pleasure brought about by his orgasm.

Bakura groaned and bent over Malik, thrusting frantically into his body before moving in deep and holding as hr released, closing his jaws on Malik's shoulder, sharp eye teeth breaking the skin. Then, Bakura groaned and moved back before collapsing onto the bed beside Malik, completely limp.

Malik groaned softly, lifting himself up and began cleaning himself and Bakura off slowly. "Pretty good Bakura....” he groaned, pulling back the comforter and sheets, climbing into the bed to escape the now chill air in the basement.

They'd most likely be doing it again after recovering, and Malik was more than happy to oblige.

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