Love Lies

Pesky Wabbit

Duke stormed out of the bedroom, slamming the door behind him. His emerald eyes flickered
with intense rage..

“Yeah, you heard me right! I’m outta here! You can go play Harpie bitch on somebody else
baby!”

He grabbed his black leather jacket and looked at Tristan. His face was filled with rage.

“Let’s get the fuck out of here.” he spat sharply.

Tristan had almost fallen asleep watching television, but Duke’s profound abrasiveness jolted
him from his almost-nap.

“Uh-yeah...m’hmm..” Tristan replied groggily as he slowly got to his feet.

Duke made a sour face as Mai stepped out of the bedroom. Neither of them said a word as they
exchanged evil glares. Mai pompously took a seat on the recliner and crossed her legs.

Duke walked up to Tristan and grabbed his arm.

“Let’s ride, this place is getting on my nerves.” he said with animosity geared toward Mai.

“Alright already, jeez. You don’t have to be pushy.” Tristan growled sleepily as he grabbed his
jacket off of a chair.

“So where are we going?” he continued.

“Anywhere but here.” Duke hissed as he cast Mai a parting glare.

As soon as the rumble of Tristan’s motorcycle was nothing but a hum in the distance, Mai
picked up the phone and made a call.

“Hey sweetie........no, it didn’t go that well......he flipped out before I could tell him. Say, can we
meet somewhere? I really need you right now.....great, I’ll be there in 10 minutes. See ya baby!”

Her conversation with the person on the other end was short, sweet, and to the point. Mai
gathered up her purse and jacket. She went to turn off the television and noticed a blanket on the
floor. Mai grinned as an idea popped into her head.

“Hmm....this might come in handy.” She said out loud to nobody in particular.

As she picked up the blanket, a video tape fell out of it. Mai picked up the tape and looked it
over.

“That’s weird. I wonder what’s on this one. There’s no lable on it. Oh well, I might as well pop
it in and see what’s on it.’

Mai gently shoved the tape in the VCR and pressed play. Her eyes got huge as she watched the
images on the screen.

“Oh wow” was all she could say.

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Ryou gingerly reached up and touched Bakura’s cheek. His fingers moved ever so slowly down
the yami’s defined jaw line.

“I don’t want to go Bakura......I just want this moment to last forever.”

Bakura chuckled softly as he reached up and took Ryou’s slender hand into his own. The tiny
flames that flickered on top the melting black candles reflected in Bakura’s eyes.

“Forever? If this moment were to last forever you’d miss the party.”

Ryou giggled playfully as he brushed his fingers through Bakura’s long, spiky disheveled hair.

“I don’t think anybody would miss me.”

Bakura laughed at his light’s remark. He shook his head and kissed Ryou softly on the cheek.

“I think they’d miss you, especially Malik. If he’s anything like Marik, heh....you’re going to
need a bull whip to keep him off that tight little ass of yours!”

Ryou gingerly giggled at Bakura’s remark.

“Bakura!”

Bakura held him hands up in font of himself in mock defense.

“What? Did I say something wrong? Since when did you become shy about sex?”

Ryou timidly stared down at his shoes.

“I don’t know, I guess I’ve never been really comfortable discussing...that stuff.”

Bakura cocked his head. His eyes were full of amusement. He reached up and tilted Ryou’s chin
up with his finger.

“I can help you overcome that.”

He spoke in a tone of voice that was assuring and mischievous at the same time.

Ryou ran his fingers through his tousled hair and giggled.

“I’m sure you will.”

Bakura pressed a gentle kiss against Ryou’s cheek and smiled.

“You better go now. I’ll see you later.”

Ryou raised his eyebrows and chuckled.

“Oh? You’ll see me later? Are you insinuating something, Bakura? What if I’m busy later?”

Bakura rolled his eyes and playfully punched Ryou’s upper arm.

“Too bad if you’re busy; I know where you live.”

Ryou waved his hand in front of himself. He scrunched up his nose and growled like a tiger.

Bakura instantly burst into gut-busting laughter. Through his chorus of mocking laughter,
Bakura managed to spit a few words out.

“Fuck Ryou!.....oh my gods.......you look like a....a....a.....oh what the fuck is it? One of those
furry creatures with big ears. The one that brings you those hideous colored eggs every year.
What is that vile creature called again?”

Ryou slapped his hand over his mouth as he fell to his butt laughing even harder than Bakura
was.

Ryou’s reaction puzzled Bakura. Ryou’s face was turning bright red from laughing so hard. The
words that managed to come out of his mouth were so scrambled that Bakura was left there
standing in wonder. Bakura stopped laughing and got a little more serious.

“Ryou? May I ask why you’re laughing at me?”

Bakura scratched his head as Ryou gathered up all his effort and attempted to explain himself.

“The way you described the Easter bunny.........priceless, yami! ”

Bakura nodded his head.

“That’s what that creature is called? Easter Bunny? Well, I’ll tell you what Ryou. The next time
that pesky vermin visits, I’m going to beat him over the head with those obscene eggs and kill
him! NO! Wait better yet! I’ll send him to the-”

Ryou cut Bakura off and finished his sentence.

“yeah, yeah, the Shadow Realm. If I had a nickel for every time you’ve said that, I’d be a
millionaire by now.” He snickered.

Bakura just stood there in utter shock. His jaw dropped and only a low squeaky sound escaped
his throat. He seemed to be blinking his eyes quicker than usual too. Ryou’s comment had blown
him away.

Ryou patted Bakura’s arm and smiled.

“We’re all guilty of being predictable, don’t feel bad.”

Ryou couldn’t help but add an extra giggle after his sentence, which only enhanced the sarcasm
his was trying to express.

Ryou wasn’t finished with his playful verbal assault on Bakura quiet yet. He grinned impishly at
his yami.

“You kind of look like the Easter bunny, you know that? I think it’s the hair......”

Bakura just shook his head.

“I can’t believe you. Picking on your yami like that! Shame on you, Ryou!’

Ryou giggled as he gave Bakura a parting hug.

“You’re so cute when you’re backed into a corner.”

Bakura warmly returned Ryou’s embrace. He chuckled softly against Ryou’s hair.

“I like when you back me into corners. Especially if it involves you, me, and a pair of
handcuffs.”

Ryou pulled away from their embrace slowly and smiled as he left his yami’s arms. He took a
few small steps backward.

“You bring the handcuffs, I’ll bring the whipped cream......baby.” he added a little wink of his
eye after he spoke. Bakura wagged his eyebrows.

“Oh yeah, that’s my boy!”

Ryou blew Bakura a kiss as he stepped out of the yami’s soul room.

“Love you” Bakura said quickly.

“Love you too” Ryou’s voice echoed back as he disappeared.

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“Joey? Are you awake?” Seto croaked as he began to wake up the next morning.

Joey shifted onto his back and groaned.

“Aaaaah.....yeah, I guess. What time is it?”

Seto sat up slowly and squinted at the clock.

“It’s a little past 10. Say we get up? Maybe hit the slopes for a couple hours before we have to
fly back to Domino for that party Yugi’s throwing?”

Joey sat up and cocked his head.

“Yuug’s havin’ a party? And we’re goin’? I didn’t know that.”

Seto slipped out of bed and nodded.

“Yes, and we’re going.”

Joey made a sur face.

“Why do we have to go?”

Seto combed his fingers through his hair as he looked out the window.

“I don’t want to go either in particular, but Mokuba wants to go, and I want to keep an eye on
him.”

Joey groaned as he laid back down and pulled the pillow over his head.

“Awe shit.”

Seto pulled on a pair of tight black jeans and walked over by Joey. He sat on the edge of the bed
laughed.

“Life sucks, deal with it. The party is at Ryou Bakura’s house, so we can always hide upstairs
and fuck or something.”

Joey chuckled from under the pillow.

“How can you keep an eye on your brother if you’re fucking me?”

Seto stood up and laughed.

“I’ll figure out a way. Now get your ass up, Wheeler. We have some serious snowboarding to
do.”

Joey tossed the pillow off of his head and laughed as he got out of bed. Seto dressed quickly and
was ready to go. Joey barely had his pants on yet. Seto grabbed his snowboard and dashed out
the door.

“Last one on the slopes is a puppy’s uncle!”

Joey casually flipped up his middle finger at Seto.

“Bite me.”

“With pleasure” Seto laughed as he walked out the door.

Seto and Joey spent the next few hours trying to out-do each other on the snowy mountain
slopes. Snowboarding was not something Seto did much of in the past, so he found himself
having to focus extra hard just to keep up with his companion. Joey had done a lot of
skateboarding, so riding a snowboard was like second nature for him. After a long day of
outdoor fun, they headed in to get ready to go home.

Next thing Joey knew; they were back home in Domino. He found himself exhausted from this
new jet-set life. After slamming numerous cans of Coke, he felt awake enough to go to the party.
He changed into a pair of black jeans and a royal blue t-shirt before joining Seto and Mokuba in
the foyer.

“You ready, Wheeler?”

Joey nodded his head and yawned.

“Yeah, I guess.”

Seto put his arm around Mokuba as they stepped into the elevator.

“You’ll be our designated driver, Mokuba, so don’t get pissed tight. Got it?”

Mokuba rolled his eyes and frowned.

“Yeah, yeah, I got it.”

Seto smirked at Joey, who seemed to be falling asleep standing.

“WHEELER!” he yelled sharply, just for fun.

Joey’s eyes shot open and he looked around.

“Wha? Huh? Who? He did it!” he babbled semi-unconsciously.

Seto snickered at Joey’s reaction. He wrapped his arm around the blond and pulled his close.

“Sorry, I couldn’t resist. Here, you can lean on me and close your eyes. I can see you’re pretty
beat. I’ll help you out to the limo.”

Joey yawned as he settled into Seto’s chest.

“Thanks. Maybe you’re not so bad after all.”

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Ryou raced to the door as the doorbell sounded for a second time.

“Hold on, I’m on my way!” He yelled as he neared the door.

“I was uh......cleaning.” he mused as he opened the door. He stepped back from the open door
upon seeing his guest.

“Hello” Yami said in monotone.

“Uh....hello Yami.” Ryou replied nervously. The pharaoh didn’t seem very happy. He stepped
inside and closed the door.

“Give me the Millennium Rod.” he stated firmly.

Ryou bit his lip nervously.

“I don’t have it.”

Just as the words left Ryou’s mouth, Malik walked in.

“Hey, who’s here? OH-shit......hey Yami”

Yami glared sharply at Malik and stepped closer to Ryou.

“Don’t play games, Ryou. I’m not stupid. I know the spirit of the Ring stole it the other night. I
want it back.”

The Millennium Ring around Ryou’s neck emitted a quick flash of light. Bakura now took his
place.

“Don’t you ever lighten up?” he scoffed in Yami’s face.

Yami didn’t take well to Bakura’s question. He glared at both Bakura and Malik.

“Either you give the Rod up willingly -or- I’ll take it forcefully. Your choice.”

Marik never could resist a good confrontation with Yami, so he took over Malik in the blink of
an eye.

“Shut the fuck up pharaoh. We’re not planning on causing trouble with the rod, alright? We just
need it.”

Yami rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.

“Need it for what?” he grunted.

Marik grinned at Bakura and nudged his arm.

“It’s the best sex toy around, eh Bakura?”

Yami made a sour face and stepped away.

“That’s more than I really wanted to know.”

Marik side up to Yami with a serious facial expression.

“Honest pharaoh. Bakura and I are not going to cause you any trouble with the rod. Okay? Just
let us have it.........please?”

Yami stared down at his black leather boots for a few minutes thinking. He finally looked up and
nodded.

“Okay, here’s how it goes. You can keep the rod, But! If I even think you’re up to something,
I’m going to seal your souls in duel monster cards, am I clear?”

Marik and Bakura, both visibly surprised, nodded their heads.

“Deal.” Marik stated firmly.

“Okay, now that we got that out of the way; we’d better let our lights’ get this party started.”

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Yugi, Ryou, and Malik quickly got everything set up and ready for the rush of guests. Over the
course of the next hour, they started to arrive. Within two hours, the party was raging full force.
Everybody Yugi had invited was showing up, including quite a few extras. When Ryou ask Yugi
how many people he invited, all Yugi said was, “Everybody.”

Everything was rolling along smoothly. After a couple of beers, everybody seemed to be putting
their differences aside and cutting loose. Just when things seemed fine though, the guest of
honor arrived and stirred up the pot.

Mai strutted past Duke and glared at him. Duke looked up at her and rolled his eyes.

“Oooh, still pissed at me?”

Mai crossed her arms and smirked.

“So did you plan on ever showing me that video I found in that blanket at home?”

Duke’s face went white, as did Tristan’s. They both dropped their beers.

“You........saw it?” Duke stammered.

Mai pompously nodded her head.

“Yeah, I saw it alright. I saw EXACTLY what you and Tristan were doing”

Isis, who was standing alone nearby overheard Mai’s comment. She quickly sided up to Mai.

Tristan and Duke, both visibly shaken, looked at each other in horror.

Both women just stood in front of them with expectant facial expressions.

“Uh-we need some fresh air. See ya!” Duke said quickly as he grabbed Tristan and pulled him
outside.

Mai turned to Isis and grinned.

“Well that was sure fun.” she chuckled.

Isis nodded her head.

“You know what would be more fun, Mai?”

Mai looked at Isis with a lust clouded eyes.

“Yeah, I do.”

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