You Can Do That
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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22
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49
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Abaradasu
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
Abaradasu*
“He what?!”
Bakura laughed as he watched Marik’s face. The Egyptian’s expression was quickly turning from pissed off to full blown rage. They had been getting ready to leave for the day when Yugi decided to tell Marik about his night with Yami.
“He kissed me and he was trying to feel me up last night! He just tried to corner me in the bathroom!”
Marik punched his locker, denting it. “Oh that’s it! I am kicking his mother fuckin’ ass!”
Malik clapped, hopping from foot to foot. “Oooo! Rumble!”
Otogi grabbed Malik by the back of his uniform jacket, shushing him. The hikari squealed and hugged his boyfriend. “Fight fight fight!”
Yugi looked worried and chewed his lip. “Marik, don’t. He’s got Honda and Jou with him!”
Marik scowled. “I don’t give a fuck! What did they all corner you?”
Yugi shrugged. “I dunno they sorta corralled me and stuff…”
Malik sobered up. “Honda huh?” He kissed Otogi on the forehead and winked at him. “I’ll go with you Marik.”
The yami nodded and looked at Bakura. “You wanna come. Jou causing you any grief?”
“Not particularly…” Bakura closed his eyes, tapping his chin. “But he did make Ryou cry. That’s good enough for me.”
The two yami’s laughed, knowing Bakura really didn’t need an excuse when it came to hurting the Pharaoh. Malik also seemed to be in good spirits even though they were talking about a full on three on three fight here.
Yugi grew anxious and grabbed Marik’s arm. “Let’s just go home okay? We’ll go to your place and we’ll just act like nothing happened –”
Seto came around the corner just then looking pissed. Jou was behind him, looking pleased.
“Come on, just tell me. Who is it? That midget? Or maybe you’ve taken to fucking Otogi on the side as well?”
The CEO turned around, clenching his fists. “Back off Katsuya. This is your last warning!”
Honda and Yami soon appeared and Marik’s eyes flashed. “Bakura, let’s go –”
Jou must have said the wrong thing because right then, Seto slugged him right in the jaw. Yugi swore.
“Holy shit Seto!”
Honda lunged at the CEO and that’s when Malik attacked. Moving much faster than Bakura had ever seen him, the Egyptian tackled Honda before he could even get to Seto and began pounding him in the face, yelling.
“SO YOU LIKE BEATING PEOPLE UP HUH? YOU LIKE BEATING UP PEOPLE WEAKER THAN YOU!?” Malik punched Honda in the face, getting up to kick him. “THIS IS FOR OTOGI YOU PIECE OF SHIT! DON”T EVER TOUCH HIM AGAIN!”
Jou had recovered by now and was about to rescue his friend when Seto crossed his arms. “I don’t think so Street trash. You’re dealing with me.”
The blond laughed, flicking out his knife. “You punch like a bitch Kaiba. You’re out of your league.”
A chuckle came from the left and Bakura was grinning madly, his blade out, it’s serrated edge running along his tongue.
“That’s where you’re wrong Half Breed. You shouldn’t have pulled that knife.” Bakura neared Jou and the two began circling each other, a new fight beginning.
All the while, Marik and Yami had been glaring at each other.
“Call of your dogs Slave. This is unnecessary.”
“I don’t think so. This has been a long time coming.”
They heard a yelp and suddenly Malik was down, clutching between his legs. Anzu stood by smirking as she dusted off her chunky brown school shoes.
“Disgusting little Sand Nigger. How dare you touch Honda. You’ll ruin his pretty face.”
Yugi was just standing there, watching it all with his mouth open. They were fighting in the middle of the hallway! What the hell was going on! Malik looked like he was really hurt and –
He looked over to where Jou and Bakura were. Jou already had a cut on his face and blood was running down Bakura’s arm.
“Yugi…” came a frightened voice. “What’s going on. Why is my yami bleeding?’
The boy turned around and saw tears in Ryou’s eyes. He shook his head. “It’s my fault, I told Marik that Yami was trying to come on to me again.”
Ryou looked down at the ground. So, Yami really hadn’t liked him. He looked over to where the spirit was standing, still staring Marik down.
“This is all his fault…”
Yugi nodded and watched Otogi push Anzu into a locker to stop her from kicking Malik in the side. Honda pulled Otogi back by his pony tail and Malik kicked out viciously, hitting the brunette in the side of his knee. He screamed and went down, much to Malik’s pleasure.
“Ryou, we gotta stop this –”
The white haired boy was already gone. Brandishing his binder like a weapon he snuck up behind Jou and hit him in the back.
Jou stopped cold and looked behind him. “You little bitch!” He made as if to stab Ryou and the sound of a gun clip entering a gun was heard. Everyone froze.
Seto pointed his gun at Jou. “Stop. I mean it. Ask Bakura, I’m one hell of a shot.”
Jou froze, genuinely afraid. “What the fuck Kaiba? A fucking gun?”
“I’m quite sick of you Katsuya. Your phone calls, hounding me in the halls. You’re like some sort of stalker. For a guy who cheated on me you sure are obsessed. I can get rid of you and cover it up just like that. I’m Seto Kaiba remember? Richest teenager in the world.”
The blond dropped his knife and the CEO smirked. He then pointed the gun at Yami. “Now, there’s going to be a fight to end all this bullshit. You’re going to fight Marik. And when he’s done kicking your ass, you’re going to leave us all alone, understand?”
Bakura put away his knife and limped over to Seto, strangely turned on. Who knew Kaiba would flip on everyone? He made the brunette lower his gun and put it away.
“Now, now Seto. Guns don’t belong in school.”
Another yelp was heard and Malik laughed as Otogi kicked Honda in the groin, the hikari was holding the brunette off the floor, giving his boyfriend ample opportunity. Anzu was unconscious on the floor.
Bakura laughed. “Holy shit Marik! Can you believe this shit? It’s like the fuckin’…fuckin’ royal rumble!”
The Egyptian laughed without looking away from Yami. “Yeah, it is. Bakura, take Kaiba’s gun. He needs to relax. Can’t have him flipping out again.” Marik narrowed his eyes at the Pharaoh. “See what you’ve done? All this because of one incident. All because you and your crew treat people like shit, all because you looked in Yugi’s diary.”
“Marik, please…” Yugi was just standing there crying, not knowing what to do. “You guys, stop it, stop! We’re all gonna get expelled!”
Yami smirked. “You should listen to him Marik. You’ll all be expelled.”
“And you won’t be? Don’t be so sure Pharaoh. It’s not like it was. Bakura and I are ‘reformed’ now. Malik’s an A student and Ryou, well, you can’t not believe Ryou. Our word against yours.”
Bakura nodded, hiding Seto’s gun in his jacket. “Everyone knows what an ass you are Yami.” He watched Ryou give Jou a few more smacks with his binder until he was forced to pull the boy away. “You’d better take Seto’s idea before we massacre your little fan club.”
Anzu began to get up and Malik put a boot on her back, knocking her back down. “Yami-chan, just hurry up and kick his ass. Honda’s starting to wake up and I’m sick of kicking his ass.”
Everyone just sort of stared at everyone else. Jou was back peddling to hide behind Yami’s legs and Honda and Anzu were out cold, the former bleeding all over the buffed hall floors. Malik wiped blood from his lip and let Otogi fawn over him, telling him how hot and strong he was, while Bakura had to keep pulling Ryou back as he tried to escape and attack Jou again. Seto was catatonic against the lockers, staring at his hands.
Yugi went over to Marik and took his hand, pleading at him with his eyes. “Marik…”
“No Yugi. Something needs to happen here! He keeps testing and testing and nothing ever happens!”
Yugi looked to Yami. “Why are you doing this!? Just stop!”
“I didn’t just beat up three people and pull out a weapon Yugi! You’re the one hanging around lowlifes, not me! If you’d just gone out with me like I wanted –”
“Trying to rape me in the bathroom and coping a feel during a movie does not translate to ‘Let’s date’! You’re so fucked up Atemu! What’s wrong with you!?”
Marik put his arm around Yugi. “He’s pissed because he ain’t pharaoh no more. He can’t take it. Here he is, in this body. Doesn’t even have half the power or esteem. Me and Bakura come along, adjust right away while he fumbles, trying to fit in. He’s a jealous bitch and so are all his little friends.”
Jou had finally gotten up but was keeping an eye on Ryou who was still trying to get away from Bakura. The yami was now restraining the hikari with both arms.
“We ain’t jealous of nobody! It ain’t like that at all! If Yugi could just take a joke –”
“Taking my diary wasn’t a joke!”
Jou snorted. “Bakura took it! Why not blame him? Oh yeah, you’re fuckin’ his best pal dat’s why! You always were a little bitch Yugi. You and yer goddamned card game.”
Yugi flinched and bit his lip. “At least I know how you feel now Jou!” He glared at Yami. “I’m telling Grandpa everything!”
“He’s not going to kick me out! I’m the Pharaoh. That old man knows his place with me! What’s the worst he can do? Ground me? I’m over 3000 years old!” Yami crossed his arms and shrugged Jou’s hand off his shoulder. He watched Honda regain consciousness somewhere over Marik’s shoulder only to be kicked down again by Otogi.
“You won’t get away with this.”
Marik snapped his fingers and Malik and Otogi finally left Honda and Anzu alone, filing past Yami and Jou. “Well, that little dueling game won’t be solving this shit. It’s real life in a new century Pharaoh –excuse me, Atemu Moutou. Get used to it.” He nodded to Bakura who finally let Ryou go and pulled Seto along.
Marik looked Yami dead in the eyes, no humor reflected there. “You even look at Yugi the wrong way and I’ll gut you. Understand? I don’t care if one day Yugi and I call it quits. He even complains you took the last sip of milk and if that upsets him enough, I’ll come and castrate your ass. Understand? The games are over Atemu. You fuck up and you’ll find out why everyone thinks I’m some psycho bastard.”
He kissed Yugi on the forehead and pulled him away. “Let’s go Chibi.”
They left the area, Yugi looking behind him with tears in his eyes. I’m sorry Atemu…
****
*Courtesy of the Ulfuls (title means ‘to panic’)
*I have no idea where that came from…it seemed so sudden and frantic. God, why’d Seto do that? I’ll bet Jou was asking Mokuba about Seto too…does he always carry that gun around? I think Bakura’s really in love now.
*Did you see Malik go? Wow! Go desert kitty! Reow! Otogi was brave too I guess. And Ryou! Yay for binders!
*Yugi totally wimped out, he shoulda kicked Pharaoh in the nuts or something…*sigh* More later! Bye!
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
Abaradasu*
“He what?!”
Bakura laughed as he watched Marik’s face. The Egyptian’s expression was quickly turning from pissed off to full blown rage. They had been getting ready to leave for the day when Yugi decided to tell Marik about his night with Yami.
“He kissed me and he was trying to feel me up last night! He just tried to corner me in the bathroom!”
Marik punched his locker, denting it. “Oh that’s it! I am kicking his mother fuckin’ ass!”
Malik clapped, hopping from foot to foot. “Oooo! Rumble!”
Otogi grabbed Malik by the back of his uniform jacket, shushing him. The hikari squealed and hugged his boyfriend. “Fight fight fight!”
Yugi looked worried and chewed his lip. “Marik, don’t. He’s got Honda and Jou with him!”
Marik scowled. “I don’t give a fuck! What did they all corner you?”
Yugi shrugged. “I dunno they sorta corralled me and stuff…”
Malik sobered up. “Honda huh?” He kissed Otogi on the forehead and winked at him. “I’ll go with you Marik.”
The yami nodded and looked at Bakura. “You wanna come. Jou causing you any grief?”
“Not particularly…” Bakura closed his eyes, tapping his chin. “But he did make Ryou cry. That’s good enough for me.”
The two yami’s laughed, knowing Bakura really didn’t need an excuse when it came to hurting the Pharaoh. Malik also seemed to be in good spirits even though they were talking about a full on three on three fight here.
Yugi grew anxious and grabbed Marik’s arm. “Let’s just go home okay? We’ll go to your place and we’ll just act like nothing happened –”
Seto came around the corner just then looking pissed. Jou was behind him, looking pleased.
“Come on, just tell me. Who is it? That midget? Or maybe you’ve taken to fucking Otogi on the side as well?”
The CEO turned around, clenching his fists. “Back off Katsuya. This is your last warning!”
Honda and Yami soon appeared and Marik’s eyes flashed. “Bakura, let’s go –”
Jou must have said the wrong thing because right then, Seto slugged him right in the jaw. Yugi swore.
“Holy shit Seto!”
Honda lunged at the CEO and that’s when Malik attacked. Moving much faster than Bakura had ever seen him, the Egyptian tackled Honda before he could even get to Seto and began pounding him in the face, yelling.
“SO YOU LIKE BEATING PEOPLE UP HUH? YOU LIKE BEATING UP PEOPLE WEAKER THAN YOU!?” Malik punched Honda in the face, getting up to kick him. “THIS IS FOR OTOGI YOU PIECE OF SHIT! DON”T EVER TOUCH HIM AGAIN!”
Jou had recovered by now and was about to rescue his friend when Seto crossed his arms. “I don’t think so Street trash. You’re dealing with me.”
The blond laughed, flicking out his knife. “You punch like a bitch Kaiba. You’re out of your league.”
A chuckle came from the left and Bakura was grinning madly, his blade out, it’s serrated edge running along his tongue.
“That’s where you’re wrong Half Breed. You shouldn’t have pulled that knife.” Bakura neared Jou and the two began circling each other, a new fight beginning.
All the while, Marik and Yami had been glaring at each other.
“Call of your dogs Slave. This is unnecessary.”
“I don’t think so. This has been a long time coming.”
They heard a yelp and suddenly Malik was down, clutching between his legs. Anzu stood by smirking as she dusted off her chunky brown school shoes.
“Disgusting little Sand Nigger. How dare you touch Honda. You’ll ruin his pretty face.”
Yugi was just standing there, watching it all with his mouth open. They were fighting in the middle of the hallway! What the hell was going on! Malik looked like he was really hurt and –
He looked over to where Jou and Bakura were. Jou already had a cut on his face and blood was running down Bakura’s arm.
“Yugi…” came a frightened voice. “What’s going on. Why is my yami bleeding?’
The boy turned around and saw tears in Ryou’s eyes. He shook his head. “It’s my fault, I told Marik that Yami was trying to come on to me again.”
Ryou looked down at the ground. So, Yami really hadn’t liked him. He looked over to where the spirit was standing, still staring Marik down.
“This is all his fault…”
Yugi nodded and watched Otogi push Anzu into a locker to stop her from kicking Malik in the side. Honda pulled Otogi back by his pony tail and Malik kicked out viciously, hitting the brunette in the side of his knee. He screamed and went down, much to Malik’s pleasure.
“Ryou, we gotta stop this –”
The white haired boy was already gone. Brandishing his binder like a weapon he snuck up behind Jou and hit him in the back.
Jou stopped cold and looked behind him. “You little bitch!” He made as if to stab Ryou and the sound of a gun clip entering a gun was heard. Everyone froze.
Seto pointed his gun at Jou. “Stop. I mean it. Ask Bakura, I’m one hell of a shot.”
Jou froze, genuinely afraid. “What the fuck Kaiba? A fucking gun?”
“I’m quite sick of you Katsuya. Your phone calls, hounding me in the halls. You’re like some sort of stalker. For a guy who cheated on me you sure are obsessed. I can get rid of you and cover it up just like that. I’m Seto Kaiba remember? Richest teenager in the world.”
The blond dropped his knife and the CEO smirked. He then pointed the gun at Yami. “Now, there’s going to be a fight to end all this bullshit. You’re going to fight Marik. And when he’s done kicking your ass, you’re going to leave us all alone, understand?”
Bakura put away his knife and limped over to Seto, strangely turned on. Who knew Kaiba would flip on everyone? He made the brunette lower his gun and put it away.
“Now, now Seto. Guns don’t belong in school.”
Another yelp was heard and Malik laughed as Otogi kicked Honda in the groin, the hikari was holding the brunette off the floor, giving his boyfriend ample opportunity. Anzu was unconscious on the floor.
Bakura laughed. “Holy shit Marik! Can you believe this shit? It’s like the fuckin’…fuckin’ royal rumble!”
The Egyptian laughed without looking away from Yami. “Yeah, it is. Bakura, take Kaiba’s gun. He needs to relax. Can’t have him flipping out again.” Marik narrowed his eyes at the Pharaoh. “See what you’ve done? All this because of one incident. All because you and your crew treat people like shit, all because you looked in Yugi’s diary.”
“Marik, please…” Yugi was just standing there crying, not knowing what to do. “You guys, stop it, stop! We’re all gonna get expelled!”
Yami smirked. “You should listen to him Marik. You’ll all be expelled.”
“And you won’t be? Don’t be so sure Pharaoh. It’s not like it was. Bakura and I are ‘reformed’ now. Malik’s an A student and Ryou, well, you can’t not believe Ryou. Our word against yours.”
Bakura nodded, hiding Seto’s gun in his jacket. “Everyone knows what an ass you are Yami.” He watched Ryou give Jou a few more smacks with his binder until he was forced to pull the boy away. “You’d better take Seto’s idea before we massacre your little fan club.”
Anzu began to get up and Malik put a boot on her back, knocking her back down. “Yami-chan, just hurry up and kick his ass. Honda’s starting to wake up and I’m sick of kicking his ass.”
Everyone just sort of stared at everyone else. Jou was back peddling to hide behind Yami’s legs and Honda and Anzu were out cold, the former bleeding all over the buffed hall floors. Malik wiped blood from his lip and let Otogi fawn over him, telling him how hot and strong he was, while Bakura had to keep pulling Ryou back as he tried to escape and attack Jou again. Seto was catatonic against the lockers, staring at his hands.
Yugi went over to Marik and took his hand, pleading at him with his eyes. “Marik…”
“No Yugi. Something needs to happen here! He keeps testing and testing and nothing ever happens!”
Yugi looked to Yami. “Why are you doing this!? Just stop!”
“I didn’t just beat up three people and pull out a weapon Yugi! You’re the one hanging around lowlifes, not me! If you’d just gone out with me like I wanted –”
“Trying to rape me in the bathroom and coping a feel during a movie does not translate to ‘Let’s date’! You’re so fucked up Atemu! What’s wrong with you!?”
Marik put his arm around Yugi. “He’s pissed because he ain’t pharaoh no more. He can’t take it. Here he is, in this body. Doesn’t even have half the power or esteem. Me and Bakura come along, adjust right away while he fumbles, trying to fit in. He’s a jealous bitch and so are all his little friends.”
Jou had finally gotten up but was keeping an eye on Ryou who was still trying to get away from Bakura. The yami was now restraining the hikari with both arms.
“We ain’t jealous of nobody! It ain’t like that at all! If Yugi could just take a joke –”
“Taking my diary wasn’t a joke!”
Jou snorted. “Bakura took it! Why not blame him? Oh yeah, you’re fuckin’ his best pal dat’s why! You always were a little bitch Yugi. You and yer goddamned card game.”
Yugi flinched and bit his lip. “At least I know how you feel now Jou!” He glared at Yami. “I’m telling Grandpa everything!”
“He’s not going to kick me out! I’m the Pharaoh. That old man knows his place with me! What’s the worst he can do? Ground me? I’m over 3000 years old!” Yami crossed his arms and shrugged Jou’s hand off his shoulder. He watched Honda regain consciousness somewhere over Marik’s shoulder only to be kicked down again by Otogi.
“You won’t get away with this.”
Marik snapped his fingers and Malik and Otogi finally left Honda and Anzu alone, filing past Yami and Jou. “Well, that little dueling game won’t be solving this shit. It’s real life in a new century Pharaoh –excuse me, Atemu Moutou. Get used to it.” He nodded to Bakura who finally let Ryou go and pulled Seto along.
Marik looked Yami dead in the eyes, no humor reflected there. “You even look at Yugi the wrong way and I’ll gut you. Understand? I don’t care if one day Yugi and I call it quits. He even complains you took the last sip of milk and if that upsets him enough, I’ll come and castrate your ass. Understand? The games are over Atemu. You fuck up and you’ll find out why everyone thinks I’m some psycho bastard.”
He kissed Yugi on the forehead and pulled him away. “Let’s go Chibi.”
They left the area, Yugi looking behind him with tears in his eyes. I’m sorry Atemu…
****
*Courtesy of the Ulfuls (title means ‘to panic’)
*I have no idea where that came from…it seemed so sudden and frantic. God, why’d Seto do that? I’ll bet Jou was asking Mokuba about Seto too…does he always carry that gun around? I think Bakura’s really in love now.
*Did you see Malik go? Wow! Go desert kitty! Reow! Otogi was brave too I guess. And Ryou! Yay for binders!
*Yugi totally wimped out, he shoulda kicked Pharaoh in the nuts or something…*sigh* More later! Bye!