Tales of Arabian Nights

Tales of Arabian Nights

Mally-chan and hato chiisai

YAOI WARNING!!!!

Disclaimer: We do not own Yugioh or I Dream of Jeannie. But hato does own Mikado and Ahmose…

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Chapter 17

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Ahmose stumbled out of the club with Yami and to his car. He turned and looked at the former Pharaoh. "Am I drunk?"

"As a hobo." Yami laughed. "You're more drunk than I was at that one frat party..."

Ahmose blinked. "Then I shouldn't drive..." He frowned and lifted a hand, raising it to his forehead. A moment later, he winced, then lowered his hand and looked at Yami, with clear eyes. "Okay." He said. "I'm good. Let's go... Oh... and I'm getting you back for getting me drunk."

"Oh good, since you can drive, drive us to New Fine Arts. It's time to use the giftcard." Yami said smirking.

Ahmose froze, his eyes wide. "WHAT?!"

"You heard me." Yami said giving Ahmose a stern look. "You're sober, so get driving Inarus."

Ahmose blinked and gulped, then slowly got into the car and turned the engine on.

Yami hopped in as well, looking as pleased as a cheshire cat.

Ahmose just sat there for a minute, then headed out of the parking lot... turning the wrong way.

"Ahmose!" Yami barked sternly, giving his companion a warning glare.

Ahmose jumped, turning and looking at Yami with wide eyes. "What?!" He asked, looking completely innocent.

"It's the other way." Yami said giving Ahmose another warning glance. "You KNOW the way there."

Ahmose blinked a few times. "NO I DON'T!!! I have NO clue where this place is!!!"

"You know the way, and I KNOW you're not purposely ignoring my request... because that would REALLY REALLY piss me off, and make things even WORSE for you..." Yami drawled, crossing his arms. "And you KNOW how bad I can make things for you..."

Ahmose gulped, then made a U turn, and headed in the opposite direction, looking very... nervous.

Yami looked quite proud of himself. "Oh, did you suddenly remember where we're going?"

Ahmose sighed. "No. I still don't know where I'm going."

"It's at the corner of 5th and Elm." Yami said calmly. "Now you know."

Ahmose snorted and nodded, turning left at the next light, which was Elm. "WHY are we going THERE!?"

"Because we have a gift card that needs spending, before I spend the night making you go insane from lust." Yami explained. "I can’t properly fuck you with out the necessary tools."

Ahmose blinked. "I thought only one tool was required...." He mumbled under his breath, sinking down in his seat.

"Yeah, we've done that. Now that we're used to it, it's time to bring some fun things into it." Yami cooed seductively. "Unless you'd rather have scratchy rope, over handcuffs..." he snickered. "We HAD that in Egypt."

Ahmose blinked, but then frowned and slid down further in his seat. "Don't remind me..." He growled, knuckles turning white on the steering wheel.

Yami frowned and looked thoughtful. "You like fruit punch right?" he asked after a moment.

Ahmose blinked. "What? Where the hell did THAT come from?"

"They sell edible underwear." Yami said grinning.

Ahmose jumped, and the car swerved. A sports car in the other lane honked angrilly. "WHAT?!"

"They sell edible underwear." Yami repeated. "All sorts of flavors."

"Oh, no. No..." Ahmose said, speeding up when he SHOULD have been slowing down to make the turn into New Fine Arts.

"It's either the gift card, or I'll give you a fate MUCH worse than sex toys." Yami warned, seriously.

Ahmose gulped, and slammed on the breaks, turning into the parking lot. He parked, and sat there, NOT looking happy.

Yami smiled. "Stop pouting. You KNOW you'll have fun. You always pout before, and afterwards you're always happy."

Ahmose grumbled. "Whatever. Hurry up and get your toys..."

"Oh I'm not getting them." Yami said smiling brightly. "You are."

Ahmose's eyes widened. "... WHAT?!" He turned and gave Yami a horrified look.

"You're getting them." Yami repeated slowly. "You."

"ME?!" Ahmose cried, a squeak in his voice and he was beginning to turn pink.

"Yes. You." Yami said laughing slightly. "Who'd know better just how YOU'D like it, than you?"

Ahmose just STARED at Yami, completely MORTIFIED. "OH no... I am NOT going in there!!!"

Yami smirked. "Oh yes you are." he said giving Ahmose a stern look. "Or I'll MAKE you."

"Oh, and how the HELL are you gonna MAKE me?!" Ahmose challenged with a glare.

"Oh trust me I can make you." Yami said warningly back. "And if I do, you'd better not come back unless you're carrying bags."

Ahmose glared at Yami, and growled through clenched teeth. "I. Do NOT. Want to go in there..." He hissed in a half angry, half frantic tone.

Yami smirked. "You'll go in or else I'll make you."

Ahmose narrowed his eyes, silently challenging Yami's ability to make him, but his resolve was OBVIOUSLY crumbling.

Yami snatched the keys from Ahmose. "Make sure you get the silicon type dildos, or it won’t be comfortable." he said smirking broadly. "I wish you were in there." he added locking the doors.

To Ahmose's horror, Ryou still granted 'pharaoh's' wishes.

Ahmose stood there in the middle of the store like a deer in headlights. Within five seconds, he had seen things that terrified him more than many of his life or death battles in his past life!

At that point, Ahmose's cellphone rang.

Ahmose gulped and fumbled for the phone. But he couldn't even say hello, all he did was choke.

Yami was snickering on the other side. "Told you I could make you."

Ahmose blinked, then narrowed his eyes. "You... you son of a..." He hissed, shaking in his fury. He turned and headed for the door. "Do you REALLY want to get into it with me, Yami?!"

Yami snickered. "I have your keys you're locked out, and your magic won’t help you." he said proudly. "You're screwed in more ways than one."

Ahmose left the store and closed the phone, storming over to the car. Yami noticed that Ahmose's eyes were glowing... and quite frankly... he looked PISSED.

Yami was contently sitting in the car, looking thoughtful. The car was giving off an aura Ahmose could pick up. Yami had wished it impervious to Ahmose's magic. He was quite literally locked out of his own car.

Ahmose narrowed his eyes. He flicked fingers, and security cameras went on the fritz, leaving nothing watching him but Yami's eyes when his clothes dropped to the ground, leaving a black hawk flapping out of the shirt. With one final look at the car, and Yami, the hawk spread its wings and took off, disappearing almost immediately into the darkness.

Yami wrinkled his nose. "I wish he'd stop being a big baby about adult stores and be a little adventurous." he grumbled. He knew Ryou couldn't grant that wish so, he tossed the keys in the driver's seat and wished himself home, leaving Ahmose's car in the parking lot of the adult store, un-occupied and it's owner still quite locked out.

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The next day, Ahmose wasn't at school. Yami hadn't expected to be picked up since he had kind of made Ahmose's car... useless for the time being... But after class he decided to go see Ahmose. He knocked on the door to the apartment, and the dogs were soon on the other side of the door, knocking. A moment later, Mikado opened the door. At Yami's confused look, he grinned. "Playing hooky." He said, explaining why he was home at 2 in the afternoon. "I'm glad you're here, Yami. Ahmose has been cooped up in his room all day. He even let Seto out of his bottle for a while just so they could piss each other off." Mikado stepped aside to let Yami in. "Ahmose misses you... he's pitiful. You have him wrapped around your finger, ya know that?"

Yami snickered softly. "It's not my fault he's in love with me madly." he said feigning innocence. He sighed and shook his head, wandering back to Ahmose's room and knocking. "Alright Inarus, I'm here. You can come out now." he called.

Mikado giggled at the surprised "Yami?!" that his brother blurted. Then, where was a loud thump, a crash, a shatter and an "OW! FUCK!!!"

Yami chuckled and shook his head. "Don’t kill yourself between the bed and the door!" he called in.

"Ah, gods... ow... Hang on a second!!!" There was another crash, and another "ow!" Mikado blinked.

"Ahmose? You okay in there?" He called.

"YES!" Ahmose shouted, and Mikado blinked.

"Why is it dark in there?!" Mikado asked, noting that there was no light coming out from under the door.

"Because there's no light, Mikado, gods!!!" Ahmose cried. Mikado blinked again, then frowned and opened the door. Ahmose was on the floor, in his underwear, tangled in electric cords; his alarm clock was on the floor, as was a broken glass of soda, and the broken lamp, and the chair to his desk was knocked over, and some of his text books had been knocked onto the floor. Ahmose himself looked like he had just been woken up from a nap.

Yami coughed slightly, trying not to laugh. "Wow..." he snickered. "That's a nice look."

Ahmose blinked in the light from the hall, then flopped back onto the floor. "Uhg... ACK!!!" He yelped, as the dogs attacked his face, since it was within licking reach. Mikado sighed and rolled his eyes.

"You must have scared him good..." He snickered.

Yami laughed at that. "Well I just came to check on you. You must be fine since you're playin with the dogs." he said smugly, doing an about-face and trotting away.

"Yami!" Mikado hissed, seizing Yami by his belt. "NOT funny, get back here." But the boy DID look amused...

Yami laughed and gave Mikado an equally amused look. "What? He's busy playing with his dogs. I don’t want to interrupt." he said pulling away. He was curious just how far Ahmose would follow while still clad only in underwear...

"YAMI!" Ahmose howled. "AHG!!! OFF!!! KENNEL!!" He ordered, and the dogs fled to their kennels, Abana in Ahmose's room, Enehy in Mikado's. Then,
Ahmose stumbled out of his room, yelping and hopping on one foot, picking a shard of glass out of the other.

Yami was highly amused as he calmly trotted away, the flying circus known as Ahmose scrambling to catch up to him. Yeah...he was an ass....but this was just too funny.

"YAMI!!!" Ahmose howled, running after him.

"AHMOSE!!! You're tracking blood on the carpet!!!" Mikado howled, and Ahmose started hopping on one foot again, trying to heal the little wound.

Yami tried to hold in laughter. 'HUGE ass! HUGE ASS!' he howled in his mind, laughing.

Ahmose grabbed Yami's shoulder. "Wait!"

Yami paused and shrugged slightly. "what?"

Ahmose blinked, innocently. "Where are you going?"

"Out to lunch." Yami replied.

Ahmose blinked again.

Yami rolled his eyes. "To eat."

Ahmose blinked yet again. ".... why?"

"Because I'm hungry." Yami replied blinking. "You know...Yami hungry, Yami eat food, Yami not hungry anymore."

Ahmose blinked, then sighed. "Why are you here, then?"

"To check on you. You didn't go to school." Yami replied.

Ahmose blinked. "Oh... Umm... well, I'm kind of lacking a car right now..." And he folded his arms and gave Yami a scolding, but not angry look.

"Well you can go get it anytime." Yami replied shrugging. "I left it in the parking lot." he added smirking.

Ahmose snorted. "Yes. You locked the keys inside and made it impervious to my magic.”

"Only for a day. It should be fine by now." Yami replied. "Anyway. I'm off."

Ahmose furrowed his brow in a slightly distressed manner, and he looked down. "Ummm... would you... like to go get it with me?" He asked, nervously, and rubbed his arm. "We can... go shopping?"

"Naah, that's ok. I've got lunch." Yami said shaking his head.

"Please?" Ahmose asked softly. “I'm sorry about last night, I... I dunno... I just..."

Yami wrinkled his nose. "Ship sailed without you. I'm hungry now." he said crossing his arms.

Ahmose looked down, looking depressed. "Oh..." He mumbled. "Okay then..."

"You need to be a little more adventurous Ahmose..." Yami said after a moment. "Or it'll get boring trying."

Ahmose flushed slightly and mumbled incoherently, still staring at the floor.

"I didn't quite catch that." Yami said calmly.

"... 'm sorry..." Ahmose said again. "I... I'll go back there with you if that's what you really want... Sorry I was jerk last night..."

Yami laughed. "You're not a jerk Ahmose, but you can’t be so scared of having a little fun. One of these days I'm going to get bored trying to enjoy life with you."

Ahmose said nothing. Mikado sighed. "Ahmose, go get dressed and go out with Yami." He said, tugging his brother's hair.

Yami groaned. "Alright...fine. Hurry it up. I don’t want to be hungry all day."

Ahmose blinked and perked up, smiling, then nodded and snapped his fingers, suddenly fully dressed.

Yami rolled his eyes and grabbed Ahmose's arm and dragged him out. "You gonna try to live a little?" he asked as they walked.

Ahmose blinked. "Um... sure?"

"Promise." Yami said sternly. "I meant what I said Ahmose...I love you, but I can’t be the only one having fun." he said shaking his head slowly. "I want to share that fun with the one I love...and if you can’t loosen up and have fun with me...then it's not really going to ever work out."

Ahmose gulped and looked down. "I... I know... I'll try..." He said. "So... food? Or shopping first?" And he offered Yami a smile.

Yami sighed and shook his head and pulled Ahmose into a hug. "The shopping is something I want you to do Ahmose." he said calmly. "Think of it like a rite of passage. You get things that you think you'll like, and I'll show you that you like them." he laughed at that. "Because if I have to shop, you're spending the week at my place, naked and in my bedroom, serving me in a whoooole new way."

Ahmose's eyes widened. "WHAT?! But... I don't know WHAT I'd like!!" He howled, looking half panicked. "I don't even know where to start!!!"

"Then pick something that looks interesting!" Yami laughed. "You don’t know til you try, and you don’t try til you buy!"

Ahmose gulped. "Umm.... sure?" He squeaked.

Yami laughed. "Why are you so worried? Do you think those blonde bimbos at the counter give half a shit what you buy?" he asked. "They work the corner of 24th and Terrace!" he laughed.

Ahmose blinked at that, giving Yami an odd look, and then he got it.

"Oh, good grief..." He said, chuckling and shaking his head.

"See? So it's not like they'd tell anyone YOU know..." he said rubbing Ahmose's back. "And besides, what we do, stays between us." he added smiling. "There's nothing to be scared of, other than the fact that you won’t want to leave your bed."

Ahmose flushed, but put on a hesitant smile and nodded, though he looked very apprehensive.

"And if you don’t, I'll tell Seto all about how you're too wussy to go to an adult store." Yami added smirking.

Ahmose raised an eyebrow. "Only if you can get his bottle..." He said with an amused smile.

"I can wish for it." Yami said looking quite cocky. "You know Ryou still grants my wishes."

Ahmose frowned, glaring. "I doubt Ryou would want to give you Seto's bottle..."

"No, but he would if I told him what I was going to tell Seto." Yami added. "And Imagine HIS amusement. Little Ryou laughing at you! Ryou has more action than you for heaven's sake! He's what? 16 in this new body?"

Ahmose frowned. "He's STILL 3500 years old." Ahmose said. "And I have lived on this earth for... well, I dunno how many years if you include my past lives."

"Exactly! You should be fucking like a rabid rabbit!" Yami argued. "You DIED a virgin!"

"I DID NOT!!!" Ahmose howled. "Although, as I had said before, I wish I HAD!!!"

"I dont count that." Yami said crossing his arms childishly. "If it wasn't me, it wasn't REALLY sex."

Ahmose sighed and shook his head. "Right..." He said, smiling slightly.

"I mean it. The kid will laugh!" Yami said sternly.

Ahmose sighed. "I don't doubt it... so... food?"

"Chinese." Yami said shrugging. "Really I was intending to sneak out on a date to make you insanely jealous so you'd just buy the toys in a mad lust for sex."

Ahmose blinked and quirked an eyebrow. "Either that or change your date into a slug." He said, following Yami into the chinese place.

Yami laughed. "Oh you'd be jealous, That blonde guy's been checking me out. I'm sexy as hell."

Ahmose blinked. "Blonde guy?"

"Yeah." Yami said thoughtfully. "You remember, the one who has the ass that you wish you had?" Yami laughed and stuck his tongue out at Ahmose.

Ahmose looked at Yami. "... ummm..." He said, then turned when the waitress came. "I'd like an order of pot stickers to start out with, and a bowl of hot and sour soup... and I'll have the... garlic chicken please."

"I'll have General Tsao's chicken and a plate of white rice." Yami added. The waitress nodded and scurried off. "I could invite him." Yami said pulling out his phone. "He's been begging for a call."

Ahmose rolled his eyes. "Riiight. This guy got a name?" He asked.

"Joey." Yami said shrugging. "he's kinda hot. A little goofish sometimes, but kinda hot."

Ahmose's eyes widened. "HIM?!? Oh good greif, Yami! He's not GOOFISH he's OBNOXIOUS!!!" He snorted, and a moment later, his eyes were glowing slightly. Then, he smirked. "He, uh... heheh... ya know how you told me to have fun?" He said, looking like he was trying not to laugh.

"yes." Yami said.

Ahmose all out grinned this time, still trying not to laugh as he sipped his soda. "Well... I just had fun."

Yami raised an eyebrow. "What did you do?"

Ahmose snorted into his soda, looking positively tickled. "He's not blonde anymore..."

Yami smirked. "Doesn't change the fact that he's hot."

Ahmose snickered. "Maybe... but I can't WAIT to see him NOW."

"I can wish him normal, and besides, I was going to violate you as a dog, do you think its a big deal?" Yami asked giving Ahmose a look.

Ahmose snickered. "The point is, I'm having fun. Like you told me to."

"You aren't naked. It isn't that fun." Yami said snickering.

Ahmose rolled his eyes. "No... but I could make Joey suddenly naked, wherever he is... sure hope he isn't at work..."

"You made him naked?! And he's not HERE?!" Yami scolded. "Damn it Ahmose!"

"I didn't actually DO it!" Ahmose laughed as the pot stickers and his soup were set down.

Yami pouted. "He's so hot..."

Ahmose rolled his eyes. "Thanks..." He grumbled, sipping his soup.

"It's not my fault the guy knows how to cherish his body, and goof off a bit." Yami said stealing a pot sticker. "It's the 20th century now Ahmose, wear nice clothes, have fun...do things that might get you in trouble, just to get away with it!"

Ahmose raised an eyebrow. "Riiiight..." He said, and picked up a pot sticker in chopsticks, dipping it into the provided sauce and poking it into his mouth.

Yami laughed. "Wuss."

Ahmose smiled slightly and just poked another pot sticker into Yami's mouth. "Hush."

Yami smiled and chewed it. "I love you, even if you are a wuss." he cooed.

Ahmose smiled. "Keep in mind that this WUSS here beheaded a man not a year ago..."

"Yet you nearly piss yourself in an adult store." Yami countered.

Ahmose snorted. "Whatever." He said, finishing his soup. "So..."

"Sooo?" Yami asked as he ate. "Do you have plans?"

Ahmose blinked and looked up, innocently. "Huh? For what?" Their food was set down.

"For anything. Are you doing anything today?" Yami asked once more.

Ahmose blinked and shook his head, picking up some chicken in his chopsticks and putting it into his mouth, smiling slightly. "Mmmm..."

"Good. then you don’t have any excuse not to go 'shopping'." Yami said, doing likewise.

Ahmose sighed. "As much as I'd LIKE to have an excuse, no... I don't." He mumbled, turning a bit red and looking nervous as he munched a mushroom and water chestnut.

Yami grinned. "Oh good. Then you'll be going after lunch then?"

Ahmose sighed and nodded. "Only if you come with me."

"ahh ahh ahh." Yami said shaking a finger at Ahmose. "You're a big boy, you can do it all by yourself." he said smirking.

Ahmose narrowed his eyes. "No. I'm going in with YOU or I'm not going in at all." He growled. "I thought you wanted to have fun TOGETHER. Or is your idea of fun sitting in the car laughing at me, huh?!" He asked, glaring.

"Would you rather me laugh at you while standing right next to you?" Yami said snickering. "Because together or not, the laughing WILL occur."

"I'd rather you were WITH me..." Ahmose mumbled, sticking some rice into his mouth.

"If I have to go in with you, I'll tell everyone we know about it." Yami said popping another piece of chicken in his mouth. "In graphic detail."

Ahmose glared at Yami. "Dammit, Yami! I am NOT here for you to amuse yourself by threatening and blackmailing me!!! If you're gonna keep this up, you can just go home! I'm your boyfriend, NOT your bitch!!!"

"You came along with me, remember?" Yami said dully. "And you're right you're my boyfriend." Yami went back to eating. "You dont act like one." he added after a moment. "You're so shy that it's a hassle to get close to you in public. kissing is out of the question if someone can see, and make out sessions are impossible." He sighed. "You get pissed at playful threats and blackmail that no one would really give half a shit about. You think that's annoying, maybe I should be you for a while. Abstain from practically all 'loving' contact."

Ahmose sighed and leaned back, turning and staring out the window. He felt many eyes on them as people who didn't know how to mind their own business eavesdropped. He faced Yami again, switching to the old Egyptian tongue, long dead in this modern world. ">Stop treating me like a servant and trying to force me into doing things that you KNOW I don't feel comfortable about. You want me to go into that... place... and I don't feel comfortable about that, so I'm asking YOU to go with me so I won't feel so... nervous. Can't you get it through your head that when I'm upset about something, I want YOU there beside me?!<"

Yami rolled his eyes. ">Stop being such a big baby! Gods it's not like I'm asking you to solve world hunger, or end impending cataclysm!>" Yami huffed. ">If you dont want to do it, fine dont.<"

">Why are you acting like this? Why are you REFUSING to be there with me?! I'm willing to do this, but only if you're willing to do it WITH me!!! Your words, not HALF an hour ago were 'I want to share that fun with the one I love...and if you cant loosen up and have fun with me...then it's not really going to ever work out.' Well... I am willing to try and loosen up and have fun, but its hard when you say you WANT to have fun together, but then you expect me to go off and do something ALONE!!!<"

">I'm not going to hold your hand through this relationship Ahmose.<" Yami sighed. ">I let you have your way last lifetime, I watched you waste your childhood and life away doing what you wanted. Sure I tried to loosen you up and have fun with you...>" Yami sighed and shook his head.

">I'm not going to fight with you anymore. If you want to be alone with your books and in your 'safe place' the rest of your life, fine. But I'm not going to wait on you to open up to the world and it's expierences anymore. I'm not going to force you to do anything. I have better things to spend MY time alive doing, than spending hours fighting with you about something I could just as soon do myself in ten minutes. Dont buy anything, screw it.>" Yami finished his meal and pulled out his wallet.

">I want to have fun with you, but I dont want that to be you just pretending to have 'fun' while you're practically pissing yourself. I dont want to make you do what you're not comfortable doing.<" He put down the money for the meal, and the tip.

Ahmose frowned. ">Then why ARE you trying to make me do soemthing I'm not comfortable doing? I would be a LOT more comfortable if you would come WITH me... And besides... the gift card is for BOTH of us...<"

">I said you didn't have to.<" Yami said standing and stretching. ">So dont. I'm going to go enjoy the life I have now, whenever you're ready to live a little as well, You can find me at some obscenely 'embarrassing' place doing probably something that would turn you over in your own grave<" Yami laughed slightly.

Ahmose frowned. ">Fine. Go on. Live the life that I protected from Seto... again. For the second time in as many lifetimes. I had to give myself to him so that he wouldn't hurt you. For the second time, I was raped to spare YOU that. I didn't HAVE to protect you, Yami. But I did. Because I still love you. I always will. Sometimes I wonder if you appreciate that...<"

Yami groaned. ">I love you too, but you didn't have to do that.<" He said looking over his shoulder. ">I'm NOT your charge anymore. You dont have to protect me. I am just as capable of protecting myself as you are. I never once asked you to protect me this lifetime Ahmose, this lifetime was...IS yours. You were meant to use it how YOU wanted. This is YOUR chance to make something YOU want to be, of yourself.<" Yami sighed and shook his head once more. ">I will always appreciate what you do for me, but from this very second on, stop. I want you to live without thinking you have to protect ME. I'm no one special ANYMORE.>" Yami sighed once more, jamming his hands into his pockets and walking off.

Ahmose sighed and looked down at his hardly touched lunch. He sighed and paid for it, then left, walking in the other direction. He got home soon. Mikado blinked when he walked in.

"Ahmose?"

"Do me a favor. Take the spare keys and pick up my car at New Fine Arts on 5th and Elm." Ahmose said, before going to his room and closing the door, locking it. A moment later, Mikado winced as the radio turned on, rattling the windows. He sighed.

"Great... what now?" He grumbled, going to find the spare keys. Then he headed out to find Ahmose's car, pulling he cell phone out on the way and dialing Marik.

"Hello?" Marik answered.

"Hey Marik. It's Mikado, can I talk to Ryou?"

Ryou blinked when Marik handed him the telephone. "For...me?" he squeaked, looking overjoyed.

"HI!" He said eagerly, albeit a bit LOUDLY into the phone.

Mikado winced. "Uh, hi Ryou. Not so loud... hey... did Yami make any... wishes over the last 24 hours?"

Ryou blinked. "um..." he looked thoughtful. "Uh huh. He wanted Ahmose to go buy things at the dirty store."

Mikado blinked. "Yyyeah...? Anything else? I think something happened between them. Ahmose came home last night without his car as a hawk, didn't go to school today, and then Yami came and they talked and left together, but Ahmose came back only forty five minutes later and locked himself in his room blaring loud music... and he HATES loud music..."

Ryou blinked. "He just wished Ahmose in the dirty store and that he couldn't get into his car with magic for a day." he said softly.

Mikado sighed. "Ryou... is there something you can do?" He asked.

"I dunno...what do you have in mind?" Ryou asked confusedly.

Mikado blinked. "I don't know... ANY thing! Can you find out what's going on with them?"

Ryou frowned. "I dunno..."

Mikado sighed. "Okay, well... if you think of anything... call me?" Ryou agreed, and Mikado hung up, continuing on his way to get the car.

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The next day at school, Ahmose showed up about ten minutes late to class. He took up his usual seat beside Yami, but didn't look at him. He just pulled out his notebook and looked at the lecturing teacher. But when class ended, his pen still rested on the paper, and nothing had been written. When the class began to gather their things, Ahmose blinked out of his trance and looked at his notebook, and muttered a curse, before packing it away.

Yami sighed and shook his head. "Here." he said passing Ahmose his notes and packing up his things. "You use them more than I do."

Ahmose looked at the notes, then at Yami. "Maybe... but then again, you NEED them more than I do." He said, slinging his backpack on his back.

Yami shrugged and took the papers back, picking up his bag and trotting off. "See ya."

Ahmose watched him go with a deep sigh. "Sooner than you think." He mumbled, and headed to his car.

That evening, Yami was doing his homework when his window slid open, scaring him half to death. When he managed to get up with out tripping over his chair, he found Ahmose sitting on his window ledge in a black trench coat, smiling slightly.

"Sorry..." He said. "Didn't mean to make you nearly piss yourself."

Yami wrinkled his nose. "Why the sudden visit?" he asked, having calmed down considerably when he saw it was just Ahmose, and not an axe murderer.

Ahmose smirked and lifted up a bag that had been dangling out of the window. He tossed it onto the bed and the contents were scattered all over... contents that could ONLY have been purchased at New Fine Arts. Then, Ahmose flipped something else on the bed. The Gift card. "It still has two dollars and thirty seven cents on it... if you're interested..." Yami had to think a moment, finally remembering that there had originally been two hundred dollars on that card. "I think I did the math pretty well so as not to go over the card's limit..." Ahmose said with a grin, standing the closing the window, then pulling the curtains closed, a glimmer in his eye letting Yami know that he was up to something.

Yami smiled, looking quite sated. "Well...I didn't think you had it in you." he cooed, before lunging for Ahmose and crushing him in a hug. "I'm glad to find out you do."

Ahmose smiled and hugged Yami back. "If I have it in me to turn into a woman and get groped to rescue a genie, behead a man, give myself to the mercy of Sethos' reincarnation for your sake, then I think making a few... questionable purchases is certainly worth it..." He said, then bit his lip slightly, blushing. "Among... other things..." And he removed the trench coat. And Yami got the shock of his life. Underneath, Ahmose was wearing the very... revealing clothes that he had been wearing while playing Seto's personal slave. Ahmose smiled slightly, obviously VERY nervous, but he had Ryou's words playing in his head...

'Pharaoh would think you were beautiful in that... you know how he loves your body... I bet it would make his day to see you in something sexy... You hide behind your clothes... I bet he would love if you showed off a little for him... you can show off for him and mean it. He'll appreciate you for it...'

Yami's grin broadened. "ohhh..." he smirked wickedly. "I can think of a dozen different things to do to you, and about 500 more with all those things you bought ...all ending quite happily ever after..."

Ahmose blushed even darker. "Good thing it's Friday..." He said with a nervous giggle, something Yami had NEVER heard from Ahmose before. "I don't think I'll be able to walk tomorrow..." He raised his hand and snapped his fingers. "And now... Yugi and your grandfather won't be able to... hear us..." And then the lock on the door clicked. Ahmose grinned.

Yami grinned too. "Welcome to my bedroom, the best place you're going to see until Monday." he said pulling Ahmose close. "I like this look Ahmose..." he cooed taking the coat and draping it over a chair. "Damn wish you would have worn it LAST life...this look is something worth remembering through lifetimes." he added proudly. "You have a beautiful body, and for once I don’t have to pretend I have X-ray glasses to fantasize about it."

Ahmose's eyes widened and his blush darkened. "Pretend you... fantasize... WHAT?!" He blinked, then shook his head, getting control of himself. "Well... instead of pretending for X-ray glasses... you could have always WISHED for them..." He said, cocking his head slightly, the blush beginning to fade.

"Nah, cause then I'd see OTHER people's nasty-ass bodies, when all I really wanted was yours." Yami said chuckling.

Ahmose laughed. "You could always ask Ryou for exclusive 'Ahmose view' specs..." He pointed out. "OH!!!" and he turned, opening the window again. Yami found himself staring at Ahmose's ass through the transparent purple pants. A moment later, Ahmose turned around, holding pizza boxes. "Extra Pepperoni. Just for you." He said, closing the window and curtains again.

Yami grinned broadly. "Dinner and a show. Nice job Ahmose!" he said proudly, letting Ahmose figure out he'd just inadvertantly given Yami a great ass-show.

Ahmose blushed. "Well... you seemed to take particular interest in the view when you had a KNIFE to your THROAT!!!" He laughed. "So I figured you HAD to like it."

"You're hot. What can I say? Impending death won’t stop me from admiring the view." Yami said grinning and pulling Ahmose over to his bed to sit with him. "Before the mass fucking starts, want a movie?" he asked rubbing Ahmose's back. "Maybe a snitch of orange smirnoff?"

Ahmose wrinkled his nose. "Ew... No." He said. "BUT... some Amaretto liquor..." And he held up his hand, a line of shot glasses appearing on Yami's desk, full of the stuff. He grinned at Yami. "THAT I could do." He picked up a glass and tossed it back. "Mmmm..." He purred, closing his eyes and swallowing slowly, his head still back.

Yami grinned. "Ahmose...before we go too far...are you comfortable?" he asked after a moment, turning a caring look on his friend. "Are you having...fun?"

Ahmose turned and looked at Yami, and that michseivous glitter was in his eye again. He lunged and Yami found himself flat on his back, Ahmose straddling his hips and pinning his shoulders down, smirking. Then, he leaned down and kissed Yami, forcing his mouth open. A moment later, Yami was shocked to find the sweet liquor trickling into his mouth. He swallowed, feeling it warm him up dramatically as it slid down his throat... though whether it was lust or liquor doing the warming was anyone's guess. A moment later, Ahmose pulled away, a sultry smirk on his face.

"Hmmm..." He said, looking like the cat that had swallowed the canary.

Yami grinned and pinched Ahmose's ass. "Watch it, or you're going to be SO fucked..." he chuckled.

Ahmose closed his eyes and groaned. "Mmmmm... That's... the point... isn't it?"

Yami groped Ahmose softly. "I was going to romance you a bit first." he laughed.

Ahmose snickered, sitting up and picking up another shot glass, tossing it back. "Oh were you?" He asked, fixing intense eyes on Yami. "Do I look like I'm in the mood to be romanced?" He asked, cocking his head a bit and tossing the empty shot glass over his shoulder. He sat there on Yami's hips, calmly waiting for an answer. He flipped open a pizza box and pulled out a slice, eating it with a chuckle.

"Are you kidding? You're Ahmose, you can always use a little romancing." Yami cooed smirking. "Because I didn't get the chance to do it enough before... You're my cherished lover."

Ahmose blinked and stopped chewing. He stared at Yami, never knowing Yami ever thought of him like THAT before... and the blush returned to his cheeks. He slowly swallowed.

"The whole reason that I was so adamant about you letting loose was because I love you Ahmose..." he said softly. "More than living, and you know how much I enjoy living. I want you to see just...just how much fun it can be to toss aside your cares when you're around me. Even if it's just with me. I want you to be comfortable enough with me, that you could walk around buck naked, and be highly amused with it. You're beautiful, and you deserve all the fun you can get out of life."

Ahmose blinked, blushing again, and giggling nervously. "Uh... gimmee some time before I can walk around buck naked and be amused by it..."

Yami nodded and smiled. "I won’t pressure you." he said sitting up slowly and reaching for the pizza box. "I...just wanted to give you the chance...to really have a life. In Egypt you never really had that chance." he said looking down. "It's been bothering me a little, that back then you didn't have a choice at what you were going to do with your life. You were just kinda... put there. "

Ahmose blinked and moved off of Yami, sitting beside him. "I never regretted it." He said. "My life, as short as it was..." He smiled at Yami. "Honestly... I wouldn't trade it for anything..."

Yami smiled and took a bite of pizza. "I'm glad. But this time around, I'm going to make sure you have fun. I'm not the top priority anymore Ahmose, and I want you to remember that. Lets both live our lives now...for ourselves and each other, in a different way. A 'not ruling a kingdom, or protecting the pharaoh' way. I was thinking a way that would earn us a few chuckles once we hit paradise." he said nudging Ahmose softly.

Ahmose smiled, a genuine, happy smile. "You ARE the top priority. At least you are to me. You always have been, and always will be. Back then... you were my king. But now, you're so much more..." He said. "But you're STILL number one. Just for different reasons..."

Yami wrinkled his nose. "Being king kinda sucked. I was too young, and damn was it hot." Yami laughed. "I should go for... king of the land of perfect weather, and my palace would be a fucking huge mansion with jacuzzi tub, and I'd kidnap you, and drag you to my kindgom, and 'torture' you every night with horrible horrible sexual methods. Until you assimilated." Yami laughed. "But, for now, I suppose just sexually assaulting you will do."

Ahmose, who had tossed back another shot, yelped and choked, turning bright red again, coughing and gagging.

"Assuming my little captive doesn't choke to death." Yami added laughing more.

Ahmose continued coughing, but slowly stopped. "Gods... Yami!" He croaked.

Yami laughed more and pulled Ahmose into a hug. "I love you." he cooed apologetically. "Even if your most likely cause of death is choking."

Ahmose snorted. "I would like to point out that if I DO choke to death, it will more than likely be YOU who caused the choking the first place."

"Well then, remember to breathe, and swallow."

Ahmose blinked, but then, slowly, the color darkened in his cheeks and his eyes widened significantly.

Yami laughed more. "Ok ok, I'll shut up." he said shaking his head, joyfully. "You're too cute for words sometimes. You put Ryou to shame."

Ahmose blushed even more. "Um... thanks?" He asked, looking down at his lap, only to wince and blush MORE at the sight of himself wearing a fuckin' thong.

Yami grinned. "Don’t blush Ahmose... you're a very beautiful person. Hell if I had a body like yours, I'd run around like that 24 hours a day!" Yami said proudly.

Ahmose blinked. "Oh dear Ra, I hope not!" He laughed.

Yami grinned. "Oh hells yes! I'd run around all day and turn people on with my hot self. You could be a cruel person indeed! Not one person who'd see you would think you're unattractive. I think it's the ass... or maybe those sexy legs, or maybe the fact that you're a moaner."

Ahmose chuckled. "Riiiight... how about this... Monday, I'll go to school in the outfit Ryou put me in at the club the other night." He said. "So everyone can see the hot ass that YOU own." And he winked.

"I'll bring money." Yami said proudly. "Then slip it in your pants."

Ahmose laughed. "How about you just buy me lunch instead, huh?"

"You sayin I don’t tip well for a good show?" Yami said amusedly.

Ahmose snickered. "No, I just don't want anyone else on campus getting any ideas..."

"Ideas like what? That you're drop dead sexy and you KNOW it?" Yami asked laughing.

"No, that they can start cramming money down my pants like a stripper." Ahmose responded, picking up another slice of pizza.

"And? I'm failing to see a downside..."

"Oh, thanks." Ahmose said, sarcastically.

"If enough people pay you, maybe you'll take off your shirt." Yami teased. "Then I can kick the teacher out, and we can start a massive student-orgy."

"Oh, honestly." Ahmose said, rolling his eyes and shaking his head, taking another bite of his pizza.

Yami sighed and leaned on Ahmose's shoulder smiling. "Well...at least you're having fun." he said chuckling. "Lets make it a date. Every Friday night, we'll cut loose and do something a little 'fun'. Anything at all." Yami said grinning at Ahmose.

Ahmose looked at Yami, and grinned. "Sounds good to me. AND sounds fun. I'm up for it. Except the week before exams." And he winked. "You know me..."

Yami nodded. "We can do something small that weekend. Maybe light liquor and a movie." Yami said smiling. "Relax and enjoy each other."

Ahmose eyed Yami. "Enjoy each other how?" He asked suspiciously.

"Company." Yami laughed. "I wouldn't ruin your ability to SIT before a big test."

"Oh, shut up." Ahmose laughed. "As long as you don't make me wear this during the exam." And he picked up something he had purchased called the 'Vibrating Slave Trainer Egg'. "Hmmm..."

Yami laughed. "Kinky Ahmose, are you into domination?" he said looking highly amused.

Ahmose looked at Yami, and smirked. "I can learn..." He said, tossing the thing over his shoulder. "I may even be... persuaded to let you use that thing on me... outside of the bedroom... but don't get your hopes up for that to be happening within the next month..." He snorted, taking another shot. He was starting to get flushed and sweat slightly... Ahmose was SO a light weight drinker.

Yami laughed and shook his head. "Ahmose, what do you say we follow Marik and Ryou's example?" he asked after a moment. "I mean...we're obviously not anyone's lover, but each others’..."

Ahmose looked at Yami. "Huh? Follow WHAT example?"

"You know... getting married. We could do something a little less cornball, but you get my meaning." Yami said looking thoughtful.

Ahmose choked yet again, this time on his pizza.

Yami frowned and rubbed Ahmose's back. "You ok? I wasn't trying to choke you that time I swear!"

Ahmose managed to swallow. "Married?!"

"Sure why not?" Yami asked shrugging. "Or do you think we won’t spend the rest of our lives together anyway?"

Ahmose blushed. "Well... I would HOPE so, but... marriage?! I mean..."

"You mean what?" Yami asked curiously.

Ahmose sighed. "It's just... I dunno..." He sighed, then poked Yami. "I am NOT wearing the dress."

"I wasn't going to have an Americanized wedding. I was thinking we could go to Egypt for a few days...visit some of the old places..."

Yami said laughing softly.

Ahmose blinked, then smiled. "That sounds... nice." He said, finishing his slice of pizza.

Yami grinned. "We dont have to have a ceremony to promise eachother to just share...eachother." he said laughing. "Maybe rings, but no ceremony needed, unless you want one."

Ahmose smiled. "I promise is good enough..." He said. "I was committed to you in our last life... and I am in this one. Even if... we were to break it off... I can't help it..." He chuckled. "Sorry Yami, but if we ever split up, I think you'll find yourself with a stalker..."

Yami laughed. "Kinky..." he cooed sticking out his tongue playfully.

Ahmose grinned. "You have NO idea..."

"I'm half tempted to dump you just so you WOULD stalk me." Yami teased. "Gods that'd turn me on."

Ahmose snorted. "You do and I'll do something to Joey WORSE than giving him a bubble gum pink 'fro like earlier..."

Yami tried to hold in the laughter. "You're terrible. Ryou would scold you."

Ahmose smirked. "I can hear him now... 'Lord Inarus, how could you?!' But he would still be giggling."

"He's a sweet kid." Yami said shrugging. "lucky too..."

Ahmose smiled and flopped back on the bed. "Ow." He pulled a rather interesting looking vibrator out from underneath him. "He is a good kid."

Yami nodded. "I wonder what would have happened...if he'd not been made a genie...would things have ended well..?"

"No." Ahmose said softly, closing his eyes lightly. Yami took the opportunity to check out his chest and abs through the sheer purple tube top. "The life of a slave never ends well... He would have had a miserable existence..."

"So you admit he's better off." Yami said grinning. "He's having a wonderful life, because of what you did."

Ahmose smiled. "He is indeed."

"He's having not only the freedom no other slaves got...but a chance
at a happily ever after..."

Ahmose sighed and closed his eyes, nodding. "That he is."

"He probably had fun while he was a genie too you realize." Yami added after a moment. "He had apparently...quite a few character owners...Like the hippie, and DaVinci and Michaelangelo both...I wonder whatever happened to the works you said Michaelangelo did of Ryou..."

Ahmose sighed. "I dunno. We can ask him." He said.

"Maybe we should get them as wedding gifts...wouldn't that surprise him?"

Ahmose smiled. "It's something to consider."

"Yeah...Did you see anything in Ryou's memories that might make a good gift idea?" Yami asked after a moment.

"He'll be happy with anything." Ahmose chuckled. "I do beleive that my dear brother once said, give him a pair of socks and he'd be thrilled. And then YOU said that he would be thrilled with a square of toilet paper simply because it was HIS square of toilet paper."

Yami nodded. "But a wedding gift... I dont think a square of TP would do." he chuckled. "We wanna get him something amazing."

Ahmose laughed. "Hmm, yes..." He said. "But really... what do you get a genie?!"

"I dunno, that's why I asked you!" Yami laughed. "The best I can come up with is tracking down those paintings..."

"Well, it's worth a shot." Ahmose said, folding his hands behind his head.

"I figure with the brilliant Ahmose by my side, we can track em down easier than if it was just me alone..." Yami added nudging Ahmose softly. "Books are practically your homeland!"

"I doubt books will help track down Michaelangelo paintings that have never been seen." Ahmose said. "They may not even exist any longer..."

"I'm sure they do." Yami said shrugging. "People dont usually destroy art, even if they don’t know who did it. Maybe it's sitting in someone's attic, or in some elderly person's home."

"Ra only knows." Ahmose snorted. "I'll see what I can do..." He said, yawning and stretching his arms up over his head, arching his back.

"Whatever you do, you can’t let Ryou know!" Yami said suddenly. "Or he'll figure it out! He's a smart little slaveboy. I think he took after you..."

Ahmose grinned, eyes still closed. "Hmmm... perhaps I should teach him a few... tricks..."

"Oh?" Yami said laying beside Ahmose, munching another slice of pizza. "Like what?"

"Heh... that's for me to know and you to find out." Ahmose said with an evil grin.

"Ahmose, you'd better not be plotting against me, or this means war." Yami laughed. "And I'm DAMN good at warfare."

"Hmmm..." Was all Ahmose said, not opening an eye.

Yami pulled Ahmose close and chuckled. "I love you, bratface." he laughed.

"Excuse me?" Ahmose asked, finally opening his eyes. "WHAT did you just call me?"

Yami laughed. "Bratface." Yami said winking. "Because I sexually spoil you so badly."

"Bite me. Call me that again and I'll find something worse to call you that probably fits you like a glove." Ahmose snorted.

"Horny bastard?" Yami said proudly.

Ahmose grinned and closed his eyes. "That'll do for starters... Actually... something that popped up in my head... is a character from one of Mikado's video games. That guy Shadow. From Sonic the Hedgehog." And he chuckled and ruffled Yami's hair.

Yami blinked. "Shadow? That red and black hedgehog with the sweet skates?" Yami said laughing. "Who goes on a killing rampage with bazookas and guns and flamethrowers? That game was easy..." Yami said thoughtfully. "It was too short, even with the 18 different endings..."

Ahmose opened an eye and looked at Yami, then laughed and shook his head. “Right… No WONDER I do better than you in school…”

"Yeah, but I kick your ass at any game, every time." Yami said proudly. "Always."

Ahmose smiled. "Except when we do Sniper Rifles Only in HALO." Ahmose pointed out. "Then, I OWN you!" And as much as Yami hated to admit it, Ahmose was right...

"Yeah, I let you have your fun. I take a severe handicap so you can have some fun." Yami said smirking, turning it around. "Because otherwise I kick your ass so hard your ancestors feel it."

Ahmose snorted. "Again... except in the Sniper battles... and you kick my ass so hard my pre-incarnation AND next reincarnation feels it!!!"

Yami grinned and hugged Ahmose tight. "That might be the after effects of fucking." he said laughing softly.

Ahmose laughed. "I doubt it..." He said, and pulled Yami on top of him to rest on his chest. "But before I can feel the after effects of fucking, I have to get fucked... right?"

Yami raised an eyebrow at Ahmose. "Ahmose...you were fucked the second you came to be." he laughed. "You've been fucked since day one."

Ahmose rolled his eyes. "Riiiight..." He said, laying his head back and closing his eyes again, smiling slightly.

Yami smiled and closed his eyes as well, spooning his lover. "So Ahmose...you're ok with...the marriage idea?"

Ahmose smiled, nuzzling his face into Yami's hair. "Sure..." He said softly, wrapping an arm around Yami.

Yami chuckled. "Alright...then maybe we should get eachother a wedding gift while we work on Ryou and Marik's." he teased.

Ahmose laughed. "As long as I don't have to go to New Fine Arts to get one for you..." He said, picking up a package and opening what looked like an ordinary vibrator. He popped some batteries into the thing and turned it on. A small strobe light began flashing inside the thing. "Heh... Awesome..."

Yami laughed loudly. "See, you're amused!" he kissed Ahomse and shook his head smiling. "No, no adult toys. We have enough to keep us entertained...I was thinking rings or something."

Ahmose chuckled and turned off the flashing vibrator and set it down. "That works." He said, then shivered. "I'm cold... I should have worn something with sleeves.”

Yami sat up and moved their drinks, and the pizza box and pulled a blanket over them, curling back up next to Ahmose. "Better?"

Ahmose smiled. "Yep." He said, kissing Yami with a slight purr, wrapping an arm around him.

After a moment, Ahmose sat up and looked at Yami, grinning, but looking nervous. "So... I went shopping and picked some new clothes just for you..." He said, and his nervous grin slowly turned into a sly smirk. "Are you gonna... make all my efforts worth it, or what?"

"I said I was gonna romance you first. I suppose romancing is done." Yami said thoughtfully, pulling Ahmose down and grinning wickedly.

Ahmose chuckled. "About damn time." He said. "I've been horny since I pulled up in front of your house."

Yami grinned. "Next time, wear NOTHING under that coat..." he hissed.

Ahmose chuckled. "As you wish, my Lord Pharaoh..." He purred, squirming slightly and arching his back. "So... What are you in the mood for?" He picked up leather wrist cuffs and a ball gag. "Some... S&M? Orrrrrr... sensuality?" He held up a jar of massage oil and a little plastic massager. "Hmm?"

Yami laughed and ran his hands along Ahmose's sides. "I'm thinking both."

Ahmose grinned. "Sounds good to me..." He said, sticking the ball gag into Yami's mouth, but didn't tie it in. "Heh..."

Yami laughed into it and pounced Ahmose, pressing his mouth to Ahmose's, and forcing said ball gag into his friend's mouth. "Not this time Ahmose, maybe later." he cooed grinning wickedly.

Ahmose just grinned as Yami buckled the straps behind his head, and grabbed the leather wrist cuffs. And Ahmose complied...

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