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Fate at Sea
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
Views:
1,928
Reviews:
4
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0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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-- here are your new characters-
Bakura- The usual: attitude, sadist, thief, other fun thing. :) He's 17 and is currently going out with Marik and Malik. They all live together in Domino city. Works as a illegal locksmith, meaning mostly thieving.(What! He's just so good at it!) No known family. Plays Synthesizer (Keyboard used in rock band). No fears. It is Bakura we're taking about. Sometimes called Kura. Well, almost always by Malik. Everyone else thats done it has dies mysterious deaths...
Malik- He's 16 years old. Should be kept away from sugar at all times! Good listener and normally ends up as a buffer between Marik and Bakura. Living Relative is his sister, Ishizu. They don't get along to well. Enjoys grabbing other guy's attention, ultimately to see what Marik will do to them. Doesn't really have a job, but he does help keep up his family's library with Ishizu. Was born in Egypt with his sister, but they moved to Japan a year ago.
Marik- He's 17 years old. Works at a Weapons Depot: mostly legal. Hobbies include planning world domination and killing those that look at Malik. According to him, Bakura can take care of himself. Live in Egypt as a kid. Not much else to say about him that you dont already know...
They all live in Domino City, Japan, together in an apartment. They all go to Domino High School, or at least, they show up there once a week or so. Somehow they're passing, and thus, are still students there...
Oh and I wont bother introducing family. Ryou doesn't like any of them, with the exception of Aira, his 14 year old cousin. They don't like Ryou either. (Something must be wrong with them)
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Ryou's house- 1 a.m.
Saira sat on the couch in the living room. Between grabbing objects requested by her, Ryou would look over seeing if the couch had cracked under her yet. It wouldn't be the first time she's broken something of his.
"Hey, Ryou? Can you get me something to eat?"
He looked back to her. "Umm, sure. I'll grab something when I head over there." She requested some coffee, so he was headed there anyways. Ryou reached over into the bathroom to grab extra soap but stopped when he noticed Saira glaring at him in the mirror reflection.
"W-what's wrong?"
She quickly looked away. "Oh nothing. You're just being rude. You should take care of your guests before anything else. And I'm family! Or maybe I'm just not as important as soap?"
Ryou sighed to himself. "Sorry, I'll get you something now."
He dropped the soap and went to the kitchen to make some toast and tea, just incase she got thirsty too. Bringing it out he placed it on the table and looked up at her. She was grinning, probably proud to have gotten her way.
This is going to be a long trip.
Port Waiting Area- 1 p.m.
Bakura sat in one of the many chairs with his eyes closed. This would be one of the few quiet moments he'd have in the next week. Not that he was complaining. For his newest job, a client requested that he obtain a certain item kept by one of the engineers on this ship. As a bonus, He got to spend a week at sea wit his boyfriends. Not a bad deal.
For now though, he would just enjoy the nice peace and quiet.
"Kura?"
Figures. "What?" he growled.
"Hey."
"Malik, go torture Marik?"
"But you're more fun. He enjoys it too much. Besides I'm board." Malik jumped over the armrest and onto Bakura's lab.
"And why does it take so long to get on a ship?"
That was a good point. Malik jumped onto his feet as Bakura got up. He looked around. "Hey, where's Marik at?"
Malik giggled pointing over to the far side of the room.
Marik was chasing some guy around with a hammer. Bakura smirked. "Think we should stop him?"
Malik sat back down on one of the chairs grinning gleefully. "Nope!."
"Your right. He does seem to be having fun."
They watched on as Marik had finally caught the guy and was yelling something about tearing out his eyes while dragging the guy over to the balcony. He casually tossed him over the side and turned to walk over to Malik and Bakura, wiping his hands as he went.
"Sir?" Malik and Bakura turned around, raising their eyebrows questioningly.
The woman standing there blushed and looked down. She was wearing a port uniform. "Umm, i-it's your turn for passports. P-please makes your way to the counter." She left to the counter followed by the three guys. Marik went into his bag and brought out their passports. Ms.Shin (she has a nameplate) looked them over while typing in their information, slowly...very slowly. Malik yawned. "I'm going to get some drinks. You want anything?"
Marik nodded "Yeah, I'll go with you. Bakura, want anything? I won't poison it this time."
"Like you could poison me. But no, I'm don't need anything. Just try not to kill to many of his admirers."
Marik laughed and a family standing near them grabbed their kids and ran out the building. "I'll try." He said, not all that convincingly.
Bakura leaned against the contour looking around. Ms.Shin had managed to get to their birth-dates and was now trying to figure out where the 3 was.
Idiot, maybe we can just send her to the shadow-realm.
While thinking of ways to do this he noticed a group of about 50 people at the ship entrance. More noticeably, was a boy holding a large while package above his head. A banner held by some else read "Congratulations! Now Ana and Mike Syona!"
So it was a wedding. The white-hair boy must have gotten stuck holding the brides-dress.
He looked back at the boy. He looks a lot like me, just softer. Not bad looking though.
A few people from the group came and yelled at him a bit when the dress lowered to far for their liking. He looked like a cornered harassment victim.
Bakura growled. Maybe I can just send them to the shadow-realm.
Marik and Malik walked up behind him with their drinks. "So, whatcha' growling at? Must be good." Malik scanned the view. "Oh. The white one? He's pretty!" He looked at Bakura to the kid and did a double take. "He kinda looks like you...softer though. And like I said, prettier."
Marik laughed, this time sending an old lady in the opposite direction as fast as her walker would allow. Marik paid her no attention.
"Of course he is. Everyone's prettier. Maybe not as sexy though." He put his arm around Bakura's waist. "Looks like he's going on the same ship."
"Umm, Sirs?"
Ms.Shin was holding up their passports and two cards. "Here are you passports back. And here's you room card and pot pass. Use it to get off at are stops. Any additional information can be found at the information desk in-" Marik plucked their cards for her hand. "Yes, we know." He turned to the others "Well, let's get going before I kill someone. Dear Ra, they move slow here!"
They gathered the bags and went into yet another line to get on board.
Bakura looked back to where the white-haired kid had been, but the group was gone.
Reception room (Fascination (ship name)) 3 p.m.
Ryou sat on a couch as far from everyone as possible. After holding that dress up for almost 2 hours, his arm felt like it would fall off. In fact, he wished it would. It would ache a lot less if it did. But he would need both arms to gouge out his ears, and the way the priest hadn't closed his mouth to breath in the last hour, the idea was sounding better and better.
Before Ryou could think on the plan anymore a pair of hands wrapped around his face.
"Guess who?!"
He laughed. "Hey Aria. Cant I have my eyes back now?"
Aira bounced down next to him tying up his brown hair. "Fine, they are yours after all." He looked at Ryou strangely "Hey Ryou? You O.K.?"
Ryou turned to face him. "Yeah. Why do you ask?"
"Oh nothin' much. You were just holding your arm and you look really tired."
Count on him to pick up on things like that. "It's nothing, really. I just had to hold the dress off the ground. I'm fine, thanks."
"Oh, O.K. then. So, how's home life go-"
"Before Aira could finish one of his Aunts came up. "You boys better pipe down! This is a mass. Be more respectful."
Ryou and Aira both automatically answered. "Yes Aunt Kari, sorry, we'll stop talking."
She seemed content. "Good. Well, it looks like the priest is finished anyways." She looked at Ryou. "So, any girlfriends?"
"No Aunt Kari. No one so far."
Kari grabbed a drink from a passing waiter. "That's too bad. I would think that girls would be all over you by now."
Aira laughed. "Yeah well, you no how it is now days. Some people can stop them, and some can't get them."
"Hmm, I suppose your right. Oh, look they have cake!" She raced over to where the cake was, unfortunately, so did everyone else.
"You know, no matter how fast they run; they always end up fighting over food." he said sadly.
Ryou had to agree. Every family get together, there was some sort of fight over food.
"Hey Ryou? You bring your camera?"
He looked through his bag. "Yeah, it's right here."
Aira lit up. "Cool, let's do pictures for the family."
"Um, sure. Why not?" though Ryou could think of plenty of reasons why not.
30 minuets later they were back in the secluded couch looked over the camera.
"Well, we got some good ones" Aira seemed proud of the work. Even Ryou had to admit that the picture were nice, but he was more of a scenery type person. Give him a tree and he'd be perfectly happy.
"Oh yeah, thanks for saving me from Aunt Kari earlier." Aira thought for a moment before remembering.
"Oh that, it was nothing. I don't get why she's so persistent. I mean, everyone else wonders to, but they could care less about you love life."
"Yes, but thank you anyways." Ryou said.
"No prob." Aira got up from his seat. "Why don't we say hi to the new couple? We really haven't spoken to them yet..." Ryou nodded in agreement and joined him.
They found the newly-weds taking pictures by an ice sculpture.
Aira went up and hugged Ana. "Hi Ana! Congrats on the whole marriage thing! And thankyou for inviting me."
Ryou stayed behind him. "Yes, congratulations."
Ana looked at Aira, ignoring Ryou, but he prefer it. "Thanks Ai-kun. And what? Did you think I wouldn't invite you? You are family you know."
"Yeah, I know. Well, we just wanted to congratulate you. We're going to take pictures now. See ya!"
Aira grabbed Ryou and walked away. "You would think she would at least say hi to you! Your family too! -- Hey, who's that?" he nodded toward the door.
Ryou looked over in that direction. "Who are you talking about?"
"Oh, they left. There were two guys with blond hair and one guy with white. Actually..." he looked at Ryou. thoughtfully "He kinda looked like you."
"Like me?"
"Yeah. Just, I don't know, rougher. If you were cute, then he'd be hot type of thing. But he had white hair- not as white as yours though- and brown eyes, I think. They were dark. Oh well, they left. Must have gotten the wrong room..."
"May I have your attention please?" They looked up to see that a woman in a business suit had taken the microphone. "I'm sorry to say that a fire drill will be taking place soon, so I need everyone to please prepare for this. Thankyou."
"Awe man, I guess we have to leave then. Man, I hate the drill things. Oh well, I'll see ya round Ryou. Oh, and what room are ya?"
"Umm, 903."
"Thats odd we're all in the 200's. Oh well, see ya Ry." Aira waved and headed off to his sister
"Bye." Ryou waved back and looked at his map for his room. It was on the bottom floor, which was 10 decks down. And by the look of the crowds, elevators wouldn't be an option.
T.B.A
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Well that's it for this chapter. 2100 words, not to bad.No one form the family will really be mention from now on, well other then Aira.
Well, hope you liked it. I'm redoing the next chapt. So it'll take a few more days. Sorry. But hopefully, I'll make it better. Any hints or advice on my writing will be thanked. See ya. gives cookies and runs