You Can Do That

You Can Do That

Summary: The last chapter
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: Fun fun!

Author’s Note : First of all, I would like to thank so many of you for reading. I mean, this has been a personal best for me, I mean two whole nearly twenty chapter fics in only three weeks. Let me tell you how I started. I saw a random sig pic of Yami with his hair down and another of Jou and Seto, then I came to read. I read and read and began getting ideas. One night as I listened to internet radio, my favorite Chemistry song came on, and I decided I would write a fic called “Kimi ga Iru”. Yugi is always so happy, rarely in pain, rarely hurt and when he is, Pharaoh picks up the pieces. I decided, no more of that. Why does everyone always hate on Marik and Bakura. What if Seto didn’t like Jou and what if Honda was abusive and Ryou and Malik were truly strange? And so I wrote. When I was done, I was feeling so overwhelmed by the support, that I rode it all the way to the sequel… “You Can Do That” is a very inspirational song by Soul Head with kick ass lyrics and a tight ass beat. When I thought about writing this, it popped up in my mind and I said to myself “I can do that” and besides, I wasn’t about to leave my fav yami hangin’ like that and besides, nothing had happened to Pharaoh yet.

Now, I realize you all think the Pharaoh still didn’t get what was coming to him, but…*grins* There’s always the next fic! Bwa ha ha!


Birthday*

Students talked in a fairly quiet classroom before the school bell rang, catching up with friends and discussing the day’s assignments and telling jokes. Suddenly a whirlwind of blond and bronze burst into the room, shoving small envelopes in everyone’s hands.

“COME TO MY BIRTHDAY PARTY IF YOU DON’T I”LL SIC BAKURA ON YOU!”

And then it was gone. Students blinked at the envelopes in their hands briefly puzzling over the cutesy hieroglyphs and puppy dog eyed suns. A girl in a smart looking white sweater vest took out the letter inside and read it.

“It’s Marik & Malik’s Birthday. Attend or Die. It’s at Kaiba’s and you all know you wanna be seen at his place. Food and drink. Bring a gift I’ll know if you didn’t…love ya lots…Malik Ishtar. P.S. Bring gifts for Marik too or I’ll be forced to take action. XOXO Mr. Sunshine…” the girl blinked and looked around the room as several other people were reading theirs. Apparently they all said different things.

**

Malik burst into the senior class and looked around, quickly spotting his targets. He ran up and jumped on one boy’s back, heedless of his long, pale aqua hair.

“D-kun!”

Dartz yelped, alarmed and quickly shook Malik off. The Egyptian came around, pushing himself into the tight circle of his group to give the boy an invitation. He looked around and shoved invites into four more hands.

“Make sure you all show up okay?” Malik squeaked as he felt a hand on his rear and turned to slap it away. “Quit Amelda!”

The red head grinned and held his hands up. “Sophomores are free game Malik. You know that.”

“yeah, well,” Malik stuck his tongue out and waggled his finger at Raphael. “And no bringing the rest of your jock friends Raph, okay? I was at that party last week and you guys ruined the place.”

The rich jock laughed. “Whatever. They had it comin’.”

Dartz however was not as jovial as the rest and glowered at Malik, one of his eyes turning an odd amber color in the fluorescent light.

“Have you no manners Ishtar? This is a senior class. You don’t have the right to just barge in here and do whatever you’d like.” He threw Malik’s invite on the ground. “Get out of here.”

Malik raised his eyebrow and tossed his hair. “Fine. Mai, Varon, Amelda, Raphael. I hope this asshole doesn’t stop you from attending. Kaiba’s going to be pleased I managed to reduce the guest list.”

Withthat, the desert blond skipped out of the room, slamming down a few more invites before he ran off hootin’ and hollerin’.

****

The bass was bumping and the lights were jumping. The dance floor was full and drinks were flowing at a good pace. Seto Kaiba leaned over the balcony that over looked his ball room and smirked. He couldn’t believe he’d done all this for someone else’s birthday.

He felt a tap on the shoulder and he turned, smiling. Yugi grinned back at him and stood on his tip toes to talk in Kaiba’s ear.

“THIS IS SO GREAT!”

The CEO nodded and took the drink Yugi offered. “I KNOW! I’M GLAD I DID IT!”

The petite spike haired teen joined Kaiba at the rail laughing as he pointed out Mokuba being pulled on the floor by an enthusiastic Shizuka.

“I THINK HE HAS A GIRLFRIEND!”

Seto laughed and nodded. He couldn’t believe his brother was so shy. He’d known the boy had a crush on the wide eyed girl for months after he’d met her only once.

“THIS’LL BE GOOD FOR HIM!”

Yugi pulled Seto’s arm and indicated they get a little closer to the action and the taller teen followed.

When they made it downstairs, the grand nature of the party hit them. Somehow, over a hundred people had managed to fit in the room and were all talking, dancing, eating, drinking or simply standing around.

Yugi squeaked happily as he spotted Yami and Honda, running over.

“YOU GUYS MADE IT!”

“YEAH!” Yami shouted back. “WHERE’S JOU? WE LOST HIM AT THE DOOR?”

They looked around and Seto pointed them over to the DJ station where Jou was pointing to the turntables and himself.

Honda shook his head. “I’LL GO STOP HIM.”

Yugi took Yami’s hand and pulled him over to the seating area where it was quieter. “Where were you?”

“Grandpa was a bit late coming home. I found out why he’s been gone so much.”

Yugi nodded and gave Yami his drink before waving for another. “Yeah, he goes to visit his friend.”

Yami shook his head, laughing. “Not just any friend Aibou. It’s a lady friend.”

The boy’s violet eyes widened, dyed a multitude of colors under the light. “You mean –they’ve been –oh god!”

Yami cracked up and took Yugi’s drink from him. “I hope this is soda!”

“It is! If you want booze, you have to ask for it. Kaiba’s not stupid.”

The yami nodded and pointed to Marik who was slipping through the crowd to get to him. Yugi got out of his seat and met him, kissing his boyfriend.

“Happy birthday Marik!”

The Egyptian laughed. “Yeah! How’d Malik get so many people right before your ‘Christmas’?”

The teen shrugged and danced with the boy a little. “I wanna dance!”

Marik grinned. “You think I’m gonna let you be seen dancing in those skimpy ass clothes?”

Yugi nodded and danced, pulling Marik out on the dance floor. The clothes in question were actually borrowed from Malik. Yugi was in a tight red shirt that had trouble meeting his waist and shiny leather type pants that hugged his body. They also had trouble meeting his waist. The hikari’s hair was pulled back in a pony tail, the starburst of his spikes flaring at the back of his head. Marik wasn’t about to shout it outloud, but Yugi looked hotter than anything in the room right now, including himself.

Yugi ran his pale hands up Marik’s chest, dancing close to him. “I can’t believe you wore this. It’s a whole shirt Baby!”

Marik laughed. The black button up shirt was courtesy of Ryou who thought the boy should wear something proper on his birthday.

Suddenly a shot of golden hair was seen in the crowd and Malik appeared beside them. Holidays, even personal ones, had never stopped the desert blond from dressing provocatively.

In tight jeans and half a tank top, Malik kissed his yami on the cheek, wiping away his glitter lip gloss with a fingerless gloved hand.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY! WE’RE SEVENTEEN!”

Marik laughed and picked Malik up. “I’M 3017!”

“Woooo!” Malik pumped his fist in t he air and slipped down. “This is so great Yami-chan! Where’s Kaiba! I want to kiss him!”

Marik shrugged and pulled Yugi back to him. “GO find him. I’m busy!”

Malik giggled and ran off. He didn’t find Kaiba right away, but he did find Anzu grinding her backside against someone. He raised his eye at that someone and they barked laughter his way.

“I’m just dancin’!”

Raphael! Come on!” he left the couple and continued to look around.

Mai and Varon were talking at the bar, Mokuba was trying to keep up with Shizuka, Jou and Honda were harassing the DJ. That’s when he spotted Ryou, standing against the wall, holding a soda and looking lonely.

He wormed his way through more random people and went over. “RYOU!” he crowed, hugging the boy. “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!”

Ryou laughed and tried not to spill his drink. “Happy birthday Malik.”

The Egyptian put his back to the wall and moaned. “Oh god! This wall is the BEST ever!” He giggled and looked at Ryou through his bangs. “Let’s go dance huh?”

Ryou shook his head. “It’s okay. I just wanna watch. Everyone’s having so much fun.”

Malik closed his eyes and felt the beat of the music shake his heart. He could have never dreamed of anything like this. “I have to find Kaiba. I’m gonna give him a blow job!”

Ryou burst out laughing and nearly choked on his soda. Malik laughed too and jumped up and down when he saw Otogi coming his way. The raven haired youth picked Malik up and kissed him.

“You’re nearly legal!”

“Yay!” he rubbed noses with the boy and let himself be carried off.


Marik went back to the seating area and laughed as he watched Yugi dance with a very awkward Rishid. He couldn’t believe Ishizu had gotten the man to show up. Speaking of which…

He watched a corner of the room and grinned when he saw Ishizu and Shadi.

I see, that’s why Rishid had to come. Chaperone.

A new song came on and Marik shook his head, realizing the DJ had been thrown out of the booth. Now, Honda and Jou were up there, waving like idiots at anyone who’d notice.

Suddenly, he felt arms around his neck and looked up to see Bakura smiling at him.

“Hey asshole.”

“Hey mother fucker.”

“Happy birthday bitch!”

Marik brought Bakura around and mock punched him in the stomach. They smiled at each other.

“Where’s your man Bakura? Don’t tell him you let him sneak off to work?”

Bakura shook his head. “Nah. It’s not like that. He’s around.”

“You should go find him!”

“And leave you? You’re so incredibly sexy Marik! I must have you!”

The Egyptian laughed. “You’re so full of it! What’d you get me?”

“Not telling.”

“Telling? Have you been reading again? Don’t make me beat you!”

Bakura laughed and pulled Marik up. “Let’s go Bitch. Dance.”

Marik grinned and the two of them pushed their way onto the dance floor, ready to present a show.

It didn’t matter what song was on, what did matter was that there were two hot bodies grinding against each other on the dance floor, not caring what anyone thought.

The blond had his hands under Bakura’s top, his forehead against the other boy’s, their bodies swaying and bumping in time to the music. Pretty soon, a lot of people had stopped to watch and Bakura was grinning his devil’s grin, just knowing there were going to be some jealous girls out there tonight.

Yugi watched his boyfriend dance and bit his lip, never having seen something so damn near erotic. Suddenly, he heard a pouty voice.

“Why does everyone have to be a goddamn faggot? What am I supposed to do?”

Yugi elbowed Anzu in the side, smiling as she yelped. The boy stepped out into the make shift circle and went to retrieve his man.

Tapping Bakura’s shoulder, he slid in close to Marik, his back against the boy’s chest. Marik leaned his head down and traced kisses down Yugi’s neck as they simulated sex on the dance floor. Hand over hand they smoothed a path down Yugi’s thighs and someone cried out. Everyone was cheering tem on above the music and Bakura smirked.

The music changed. It was something fast and heavy and the white haired thief pressed close against Yugi and danced with the two of them. Somewhere in the circle, Ryou covered is eyes. It was too much.

Up on the balcony, people cheered as they watched on.

Amelda giggled and nudged his friend. “Wanna go dance Dartz?”

“If you don’t get your hand off my ass you won’t have one.”

The red head pouted and saw Seto pass by. He perked up.

“Seto! Oh Seto!” he called, running after him.

Dartz watched the scene and shook his head. Hormones. He watched Ryou weave his way through the crowd and resume his position against the wall.

Wall flower?


On the ground, Amelda pouted. Where had Seto gone? He sighed and crossed his arms when someone came into his line of vision. He licked his lip and went over, tapping their shoulder.

Yami saw Amelda and smiled. “HEY!”

The red head ran his eyes over Yami’s black tee and blue jeans. “hey…” he purred to softly to hear.

The Pharaoh felt a little uncomfortable being watched and crossed his arms. “CAN I HELP YOU AMELDA?”

The boy smiled and leaned down to whisper in Yami’s ear. The spirit turned crimson for the first time in his life and shook his head.

Amelda nodded and pulled Yami after him, the Pharaoh beginning to giggle like a school girl.


Malik watched Bakura, Yugi, and Marik dance. Yugi had really changed and he was glad. Otogi kissed his temple and he squeaked, leaning into it and letting the boy reach around his waist.

“Happy birthday.” The boy told him again and Malik nodded, truly feeling it.

Suddenly, everyone gasped as Seto came onto the dance floor. Most of the people thought this meant the party was over, but when he pulled Bakura to him and grinned, starting to dance, the crowd roared.

No one could believe it. Seto Kaiba was dancing with Bakura. THE Bakura.

The pulse went up considerably as Jou put on a window shaking rap song whose lyrics could’ve been about any number of lewd and illegal acts, but Seto didn’t care.

All he could see right now were Bakura’s brown eyes staring into his blue ones, the thief’s white hair being changed over and over by the lights. All at once, his love was blond, blue, green, red, then white again and it turned him on like nothing else.

They were grinding hard against each other, beginning to sweat as the temperature went up in the room.

Bakura threw his head back and laughed as he recognized the chant reaching his ears.

“GO SETO! GO BAKURA! GO SETO! GO BAKURA!”

The thief closed his eyes in bliss as Seto began to kiss his neck. It’d never felt so good.

He laughed again and looked into Seto’s eyes, seeing what he wanted there. Fuck Marik. Happy birthday Bakura is what it feels like to me.

The CEO smiled at Bakura leaning his forehead against the thief’s. “I love you…” He whispered.

Bakura grinned. “Shut up Richie Rich and kiss me already.”

They started making out right there and most people had gone back to their own dancing or were still clapping or cheering the couples on.

Otogi stood next to Malik puzzled. He leaned down. “Hey, are they fucking?”

SWAT.

“Ow!”

**

It was around one o clock and the party had been over for at least an hour now. Marik sat in a chair, Yugi’s head on his shoulder, fast asleep. Bakura was settled in Seto’s lap and the two of them were having yet another make out fest, much to the despair of a nearby Ryou who was covering his eyes.

Malik yawned and curled up against Otogi who had passed out along with Jou and Honda after trying to have a drinking contest. Apparently, there had been too much booze left and they’d tried to take care of it.

The Egyptian pointed to a large table that was over flowing with gifts.

“Yami-chan, we never go to open all our loot.”

Marik nodded, rubbing Yugi’s back as the boy murmured something about donuts. “I know. Shit, I don’t feel like it now. What happened to Yami? Wasn’t he with the Friendship Cult?”

Malik shook his head. “Anzu left with Raphael…she was drunk and he was smiling. Maybe he left with someone too?”

Seto pulled back from Bakura, drawing in much needed air. “Amelda. He left with Amelda.”

Malik quirked an eyebrow. “So that’s who he had a crush on.”

Marik looked confused. “What?”

“Amelda was saying something about liking someone…guess it was Pharaoh.” The Egyptian stretched again like a cat and sat up on his knees. “Kaiba, can we stay?”

The CEO had his mouth full of Bakura’s tongue and so couldn’t answer. The brunette gave a thumbs up and used the same hand to squeeze Bakura’s rear, making the thief giggle.

Marik shook his head. “That’s just sick. Le’ts find a room and get the fuck outta here before they start doin’ it. Come on Ryou. Help Malik drag his boyfriend to a room.”

The boy got up, eyes still covered and held an arm out, trying to find his way over to Malik. He tripped over Jou’s leg and fell down, causing Honda to laugh in his sleep. He opened his eyes and helped Malik with Otogi. Marik was already leaving with Yugi.

As they dragged the boy near the main doors of the room, the Dice king opened his eyes. His vision was slightly blurred, but when it blurred he caught a glimpse of Bakura being slammed down on Seto’s lap.

“Hey…they’re fuckin’ -”

SWAT!

“Ow!”

Ryou giggled and helped drag the boy the rest of the way.


OWARI
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*Courtesy of Quruli
*It’s been so much fun guys. I really appreciate all the support for this very alternative fic! I pumped out all these chapters because of you guys and only because of you! ^w^ Ask the people who review my other fics, I’m not nearly as generous. Lol.
*I will be back. It’s called “Tegami”