You Can Do That

You Can Do That

Summary: We learn a bit about Otogi and Honda. Yugi and Seto talk
Disclaimer: I don’t own Yu-Gi-Oh…If I did, Anzu would have never existed and it’d be so smutty and innuendo filled it wouldn’t even be fit for European television.
Warnings: implied partner abuse

Chance*

Jou leaned over Yami, brushing his bangs out of his face. He then reached over and tapped ash from his cigarette before taking a drag.

“What’s wrong? I thought you liked Ryou?”

“He wants me to be his boyfriend or something. I dunno.” Yami sighed and reached for Jou’s cigarette. “I’m not into that.”

Jou gave him the cigarette and smiled. “Don’t I know it?”

“Shut up…”

Yami took a drag then put the thing out, sitting up. Jou’s lips were on his neck immediately and he leaned away, frowning. “Not right now. I gotta get the smoke smell out before Sugoroku comes home.”

Jou rolled his eyes then tossed his legs over the otherside of the bed. “Who gives a fuck? He’s not even your Grandpa!”

“Jou, come on.” Yami reached down and retrieved his shirt. “This isn’t my place.”

“I told you, when I get my money together you can come stay with me.”

Yami put the shirt on and snatched up his boxers. “Maybe.”

The blond stood and put his pants back on. “Is it alright if I bolt? Honda said he’d pick me up at my place.”

“Whatever.”

“See ya Yami!” the boy threw on the shirt and shoes and left the room.

Yami laid back on the bed and sighed. Who wants Ryou when you can have Yugi? he though about the morning and how overjoyed his Aibou had been to have grown. In the hugging that had ensued, Yami had done a little growing of his own. He hoped the boy hadn’t noticed.

“Yugi, Yugi, Yugi…what will it take to get you in my bed?”

****

“And…it sorta hurt actually. Okay, it hurt a lot!”

“Were you a virgin!”

Yugi bolted up off the divan. “Yes!” he chirped. “Marik was my first!”

Seto chuckled behind his hand then continued to type on his laptop. “Just wondering. You and Yami –”

“Ew!” Yugi laid back down. “I’d never sleep with him!...now anyway. He’s so awful.”

“He’s your yami, you know you want to.”

“You’re going to hell Seto.” Yugi stretched. “I wonder if Marik is really pissed?”

“You shouldn’t have kissed me though.” The CEO sighed and ran his finger over the mouse pad. “Bakura probably doesn’t even care. That boy is never going to want me like I want him.”

Yugi sat up again. “You sound so weird. You really like him?”

Seto gave him a stare and the teen rolled his eyes. “I take that as a yes.”

The spike haired boy crossed his legs. “I don’t know. Bakura just seems really…mean and savage you know? I can’t believe he…melted for you.”

“It’s because no one can resist the Kaiba charm.”

“I did.”

“I never romanced you the way I wanted. I never even got a chance to kiss you.” Seto typed faster. “You didn’t even give me a chance.”

Yugi shrugged. “I kissed you today.”

“Whatever. That was nothing.”

“I’m not kissing you.”

The brunette shrugged. “I’m just telling you that Bakura felt my Japanese heat and was melted. That’s all.”

The boy burst out laughing. “Japanese heat?! You gotta be kidding me! You’ve got as much heat as an ice cube!”

“I believe a certain duelist once told me that Marik ‘robs your caravan’?”

Yugi giggled. “Shut up! Marik’s got…desert heat.”

“And I have pale skinned, stoic, Japanese charm.”

“Then I have chibi goodness!”

Seto laughed. “No, you and especially Ryou are more like…kicked puppies!”

“Hey!”

A random pillow flew at Seto’s head and the boy ducked it. “You know I’m right.”

“Never. Hey Seto…”

“What?”

“Can I go watch your big ass tv?”

The brunette waved him away and continued to work.

****

Malik sighed and tried to slap Otogi’s hand away, giggling as it found its way down between his legs anyway. He leaned his head back and let his neck be plundered, all the while whispering.

“Otogi! Stop! We’re in public!”

“So?” the Dice King unzipped his boyfriend’s pants and ran his hand down inside the now tightening material. “We’re in a booth!”

Malik giggled. “What are you gonna do!”

“You’ll see…” Otogi freed the boy’s erection and slipped down under the table. Just then, a waitress came by to take their order.

“Oh dear, weren’t you with someone?”

An extremely large grin was plastered on Malik’s face as he responded, stressing every syllable.

“Yes. He went to the bathroom! He’ll -!” Malik shook his head and regained his composure. “He’ll return soon! Please, give me ten minutes?”

“No problem son…” the woman walked away, wondering what was going on.

As soon as she was gone, Malik leaned back and spread his legs, bucking his hips. “Otogi!” he whispered hotly. “Hurry up down there!”

“I have ten minutes!” came the amused response.

Malik muffled his moans, covering his own mouth as Otogi went down on him. He leaned over and put his head down, watching the raven haired boy bob up and down on his manhood. He lost it right there.

“Giii!” he cried, clamping a hand over his mouth and squeezing his eyes shut. He felt himself explode into his lover’s mouth and felt himself being swallowed. He purred as his body went slack.

“Otogi…” he whispered, pleased.

The Dice king soon appeared, snatching up a napkin and wiping his mouth carefully. “So, what will you be having?”

Malik giggled and snuggled into his arms. “You.”

Otogi smiled and leaned down to kiss Malik when two new people entered the diner. Jou and Honda looked around, then spotted them. Jou tapped Honda and pointed.

Malik saw Otogi’s expression change. “What’s wrong Gi-kun?” He looked around and spotted Honda. He clenched his fist. “Son of a bitch…”

Otogi pulled Malik closer to him. “Never mind. Forget it. Don’t fight here. He’s got Jou with him.”

“Who cares!” Malik squirmed, trying to get away, but the teen just held him fast.

“Don’t Malik, please? Babe?”

The Egyptian looked at his boyfriend and nodded, seeing that Otogi was more afraid than anything else. “Okay…”

In an odd twist, Jou came over, grinning. “Mind if we sit?”

Otogi frowned, but Malik smiled. “Sure!”

Jou sat down, pulling Honda with him. “It’s good to share. Don’t you think?”

Malik nodded. “Oh yes.”

“You’d know a lot about sharing wouldn’t you Malik?” Jou read the menu. “I mean, since you share yourself with so many people.”

The Egyptian laughed behind his hand. “Oh no, I think you’d know far more about that. The sports teams praise your…generosity!”

The blond scowled and Malik merely grinned. “So, Honda, what brings you?”

The brunette didn’t answer. He was staring Otogi down. The raven haired boy looked away and he grinned.

“I see why you like Malik, Otogi. I mean, it’s not like you can handle a real man. You had to go pick this woman –.”

“I’m more man than you are honey!” the Egyptian shot back, gripping Otogi’s hand. “And besides, I chose him, not the other way around.”

Jou nodded. “If damaged goods is your thing, that’s fine.”

“Shut up Jou! You shut up! You don’t know half of what went on with Honda and me so just shut –”

Honda banged the table. “Shut your mouth Otogi!”

The teen paled and shut up at once. When he began to tremble, Malik grew worried.

“Gi-kin?”

Otogi looked down and shook his head.

“Don’t worry about it Desert Rat. This Japanese bitch knows his place. Isn’t that right?”

Otogi shook his head and began pushing Malik towards the edge of the booth. “Let’s go Malik. Please, let’s go.”

“Malik got up and Jou laughed and Otogi got up, now visibly shaking.

“You were right Honda. Look at him.”

Honda smirked. “Hey, no one said you were allowed to get up! Sit down and talk to me Otogi.”

The boy snapped. “You bastard! You think you can just –you don’t own me! You don’t!”

Honda looked extremely displeased at this. “What did you say?”

Malik pulled Otogi behind him. “You heard him you bastard. Get bent! Come on Otogi.”

They started to leave, but Jou got up and grabbed Malik’s wrist. “Wait a second! I didn’t say you could go –”

Malik spun and punched the blond in the face, flooring him. “I think I just did.”

The two left the diner, got on Otogi’s bike and left.

****
*Courtesy of Bird
*it’s failing….