You Can Do That

You Can Do That

Summary: Everyone just chillin
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: just some comedy

What’s Going On?*

Bakura turned over in his sleep, unaware that an angry alarm clock was going off in his ear. He had a slight smile on his face and was running his hands over the covers, giggling a bit.

“Oh Seto…” he sighed, his hand moving lower and lower all the time.

As he clock went into overdrive, shaking itself into a frenzy as it approached the edge of the dresser, Bakura was also approaching the edge. His eyes were squeezed shut and his hand was working furiously until –

Ryou burst in carrying a pot and a spoon. He banged it frantically just as Bakura shot up out of his dream.

“Damn it Ryou! Get the fuck out!”

The hikari laughed and pointed at the wet spot on Bakura’s sheets. “Oooo! You had a good dream huh?”

“OUT!”

Ryou giggled and left after he rescued the yami’s alarm clock from the trash where it had been ringing.

Bakura frowned and got out of bed, kicking off his boxers and laid out fresh ones. He’d take a shower and cuss out his hikari later.

Fuck you Ryou. He snatched his freshly washed uniform out of his closet and tossed it on his bed. It was a good dream Shows what the fuck he knows…

Bakura went into the bathroom and found Malik inside, washing his hair. The thief poked his head in. “How much longer?”

“I’m just washing my hair.” The bronze boy leered at Bakura’s naked body. “You can get in if you want.”

“I thought you had a man.” Bakura got in anyway, grabbing a clean wash cloth from the rack and some soap.

“I do, but I also like looking at your ass. Why is there a fading hickey on your ass?”

“Oh, you know Marik is. He likes to put his mouth everywhere.”

Malik smacked him in the ass with a wet cloth and shoved him aside to rinse his hair. “Marik is committed thank you. Who really gave you that hickey?”

Bakura just kept soaping up his body and Malik huffed and got out of the shower, but not before turning on the cold water full blast.

“AW! Malik you fucker!”

The hikari giggled and left the bathroom, leaping down the hall naked, startling Ryou.


When Bakura was done, he went to his room, brushed his hair and got ready for school. When he went out in the hall, Malik was still wandering about naked and the yami shook his head. Fuckin’ exhibitionist. Where the hell is Otogi anyway? Isn’t he supposed to be keeping Malik in check?

“Malik?” came the confused call. “Shouldn’t you come put on some clothes before you go eat?”

Bakura laughed and went downstairs, Malik leaping out of a linen closet to answer his lover.

“Gi-kun! Don’t you like my body?”

Once downstairs, Ryou gave Bakura a bowl of cereal and smiled. “So Yami, who were you dreaming about?”

“None of your god damn business. Is this all I get? Can’t I have eggs?”

“Bad for Yami’s health!” Ryou grinned and put a tall glass of orange juice next to the yami. “This will keep you from getting sick.”

Bakura blinked at the cereal. There seemed to be an absence of marshmallows or sugar frostedness.

“Ryou, what is this shit?”

“Bran.” Ryou busied himself in the cabinets.

The yami felt as if he were going to cry. He picked up the spoon and began to eat, knowing he’d be getting nothing else. “I hate you…”

Ryou giggled and gave him a plate of wheat toast without butter. “I love you too Yami.” The boy then left the kitchen, calling upstairs to tell Malik to put clothes on and come eat.

He came back in and patted Bakura’s back. “Were you dreaming about me?”

Bakura grunted and choked down another bite of Bran cereal. “What’s with this milk?”

“Soy.”

Bakura pushed his food away and buried his face in his hands. He wanted to die. “I want donuts. I want pancakes. I want food.”

Malik bounced down with Otogi in tow and lit up when he saw what Bakura was eating. “Yes! Bran cereal!” The Egyptian pounced on it and downed Bakura’s orange juice before the yami could protest.

“That’s it, I’m leaving. I’m taking the car.”

Otogi rubbed Malik’s back. “I can’t fit three on my bike Bakura…”

The yami growled. “Fine, give me the bike, you can drive the car.”

The Dice king looked nervous but knew better than to say no. He handed over his keys and Bakura high tailed it.

**

Marik and Yugi chased around his room in towels, not caring that it was nearly eight and they’d be late if they didn’t hurry. Yugi put his hands on Marik’s chest, trying to catch his breath.

“Okay okay. We have to get dressed!”

“No! You promised this morning and I want this morning!”

Yugi laughed. “Marik no! I just showered! We can have sex after school!”

Marik picked Yugi up and dropped him on the bed, taking off their towels. The boy struggled, laughing as Marik tried to pin him.

“Yugi! Come on! It’ll be quick!”

The spike haired boy laughed, trying to prevent Marik from spreading his legs. “Stop, stop you -! Eep!”

Marik ran his finger around Yugi’s hole and smiled in satisfaction as the boy blushed and stopped struggling.

“Marik please let’s go to school?” He moaned as Marik began to pet the inside of his thigh. “Please?”

“I dunno…” Marik leaned over him, kissing him. “You seem like you’re in the mood now…” He gripped Yugi’s erection and started pumping. “Tell me to stop and I will.”

Yugi just moaned and Marik laughed wickedly. “Yugi, tell me to stop and I will.”

The boy sat up and nodded, kissing Marik.

“What’s that mean?” the Egyptian breathed, his own erection springing to life.

“S-stop it. Come on, stop.”

Marik pulled his hand away and cursed. “I hate it when you do what I say.” He stepped back and took a few deep breaths. “I need to calm down…”

Yugi giggled, grabbing his boxers. “Think of Anzu naked.”

“Ra no!” Marik shivered and grabbed his own boxers. “I still can’t believe Bakura fucked her. Ra…”

Yugi grabbed his uniform from yesterday and put it on. “I’ll have to get more since I’m so tall now.”

Marik pulled on his shirt and ruffled his hair. “Whatever. I’ll change at school. I have an extra in my locker.”

After they got dressed, Yugi put on his uniform coat and grabbed his book pack. “Come on Marik. We can get donuts if we hurry.”

**

Bakura had idea what was going on. There was barely anyone at school. He looked at his watch.

“Oh…” he was early. Usually the yami didn’t stroll into school until half past eight, but today he’d been so desperate to get away from Ryou’s loving care –

His stomach growled and Bakura sighed. He parked Otogi’s bike and went inside, hoping he could rip someone off or at least have an early lunch.


After searching the halls to no avail, Bakura finally gave up and went to his locker, hoping Ryou would be kind enough to bring him a lunch. He felt like he’d be able to eat anything by lunch time seeing as he was already starving now.

He turned and leaned against his locker and to his surprise saw no one other than Seto Kaiba strolling down the hall with food.

Well, the CEO had coffees in one of those little cardboard holders so donuts couldn’t be far behind could they? He wanted to call out, but decided against it. He didn’t need anything from that bastard.

Yeah, except you were moaning his name like a bitch in heat this morning. Why don’t you ask if he’ll give you a sip of coffee in exchange for sex?

Bakura laughed at his own thoughts and drew the CEO’s attention. Seto stopped in his tracks and looked around before tentatively waving in the thief’s direction.

The brunette was secretly smiling. He was hoping to maybe find Bakura before school started and apologize or something. Last night had been hell. H hadn’t been able to sleep at all and when he did, all he dreamed about was –

He blushed when he saw Bakura coming over and quickly held out the carton.

“Want –Here’s some coffee.”

“I don’t want your goddamned coffee!”

They stared at each other for a bit and eventually Bakura took the coffee. “Shut up…” the boy muttered, chugging the drink down.

“I wasn’t going to say anything.”

“Then shut up you stupid corporate hack!”

Seto frowned. “You know, I’m really getting sick of your attitude! I hope you –”

“Shut up!” Bakura scowled and looked around the hall briefly. He put the coffee back in the carton and crossed his arms. “Just –just shut up!”

The brunette curled his lip. “I missed you too sunshine!”

“Well I didn’t! I hate your guts you bastard!”

“Just because I have to spend time with my brother? God, what’s your damage Bakura! I can’t be with you twenty-four seven! Why are you acting this way!? I thought you weren’t my boyfriend!?”

Bakura growled and balled up his fists. “I’m not! I’m not your goddamned boyfriend! I –This is all your fault!”

Seto’s eyes widened. “What the hell did I do?”

The thief stared at the floor. “If you weren’t so goddamned hot I wouldn’t be having this problem…” he muttered.

The CEO leaned in. “What did you say? Can’t you look people in the eye when you insult them or are you some kind of woman?”

Brown eyes looked up into blue. “I said,” he began with effort, “That if you weren’t so goddamned hot I wouldn’t be having this problem.”

“Oh yeah and what would that be?”

Bakura crossed his arms and looked away, trying to suppress a blush. “I think you know.”

“I don’t. Enlighten me.” Seto stood closer to Bakura, enjoying the heat of their closeness.

“how have you been sleeping?” the thief challenged, looking back into the CEO’s eyes.

The brunette set his jaw. “How have you been sleeping?”

“None of your business.”

“Then it’s none of your business.”

Bakura took the coffee back. “Good day then!”

“Good day!”

They walked away from each other, turning colors and smiling like idiots.

****

Jou and Honda couldn’t help but laugh as Yami told them what happened. The Pharaoh glared at them and they shut up.

“They just kept fucking even though I was right outside they door!”

Honda laughed. “You’re such a loser Yami! God, why didn’t you make your move on the couch like we told you?”

“I tried. He kept getting annoyed or acted oblivious. Then when I kissed him in the hall he freaked. I shoulda just –”

“Just what?” Anzu bounced up, sipping her soda through a straw. She was trying to look sexy by having he cleavage show through her uniform shirt but it was just grossing the three guys out.

“Hi Anzu.” They chorused, letting her sit down.

“OH MY GOD, just wait till you hear this! Mai and Varon are totally going out.”

The boys rolled their eyes. Anzu was always bringing them gossip about the seniors. The problem was, they didn’t care.

“Mai Valentine. I did her a couple a times.” Jou bit into his sandwich. “No biggie. She’s been around if ya know what I mean.”

Honda snickered. “Yeah, so have you.”

Yami elbowed the brunette and laughed. “Shut up, here comes Ryou.”

Anzu rolled her eyes. “Oh god, I don’t feel like hearing it today. Is he going to go on about the Discovery channel again?”

However, Ryou walked right past the table and went to go sit with Yugi, Marik, and the rest. This threw them all for a loop and Jou cursed.

“What da fuck is dis? Some sort a alternate universe where we’re da bad guys?”

Yami narrowed his eyes. “I’m so sick of them. God they just think they can do whatever they want. The last time I checked, I was the popular one.”

“We know!” they chorused, sick of the declaration.


Over at the other table, Yugi blinked when Ryou asked if he could sit down. He looked around at everyone else.

“Why are you asking me? I don’t run this?”

Seto bit into his onigiri and nodded. “Yes you do.”

Yugi blushed as Malik and Otogi confirmed what Seto had said. He then realized he’d sort of started his own gang.

He laughed and offered Ryou a seat. “Sure.”

The white haired hikari sat down at the end of the table by himself and started to eat his lunch. Bakura looked down table and whimpered.

Ryou blinked at Bakura then realized what was wrong. “Oh dear, Bakura…I left your lunch at home. You left so suddenly this morning –.”

The yami put his head down and Marik patted his back, offering him some of his veggie wrap which only made the thief despair more.

Seto removed the bottom half of his bento and offered it to Bakura. “Here. You’re so pathetic.”

Bakura frowned and snatched it away, ravenously devouring the rice and Yakitori he found there. Kaiba ate his Gyoza delicately, taking them gently with his chopsticks and raising them to him mouth and biting into them.

“You have no control.”

“Fuck you!”

Seto chuckled darkly. “You wish.”

This caused Bakura to turn colors and the whole table looked between them.

Otogi put down another one of his huge sandwiches. “Are you two fucking?”

Malik swatted him on the back of the head. “Gi-kun!”

No one said anything and Marik started laughing, long, loud, and mocking. Yugi hit him several times to shut him up and Seto continued to eat the only signal that he was bothered was his twitching brow.

Bakura on the other hand had nearly choked on his chicken skewer and was nearly being assaulted by Otogi who was pounding on his back.

Marik got away from Yugi’s hits only to be swatted by Mailk. He kept laughing even as he was chased around by his hikari with a fork.

Yugi shook his head. What the hell had he created?


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*Courtesy of Little
*Another chapter. I think I’ll end this soon. It has to end with closure on this BS thing…Bakura Seto, not bullshit. Jeez you guys…
*new chapter soon