Project: Destiny

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Disclaimer: Unfortunately anything dealing with Yu-gi-oh does not belong to me but to a very rich and lucky person. So no suing!
Includes: Yaoi (male/male relationships), slight AU but no spoilers, surprises (if you like the Engulf Trilogy then you’ll like the surprises *hint, hint*)
Pairings: Seto/Joey, Yami/Yugi, Marik/Malik, Bakura/Ryou, possible others
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General A/N: Man, you guys sure know how to enflate my ego! I forgot how much reading your reviews make me feel good and encourages me to write more. Keep it up please. ^_^ I know the story is going a little slow but just hang in there. It will get better and to the point later on. Now lets continue with the story…


Project: Destiny
Chapter Three
by Ravenx

“Eww…Yuck!” Yugi runs a white napkin with small blue flowers over his tongue which is hanging out of his mouth, his eyes squeezed shut tightly.

“Another mushroom?” Joey chuckles around a mouth full of pizza.

“Yes…yuck.” The smallest boy quickly lowers his napkin and gulps down half his glass of soda.

“I can’t believe you hate mushrooms…they’re the best.” Malik reaches across the small island in the middle of the kitchen to pluck one of the mushy brown pieces of food off the slice of pizza laying on Yugi’s white plastic plate.

“No they aren’t.” Yugi shivers slightly. “They are nasty.”

“Whatever.”

“Where are Bakura and Ryou?” Yami’s smiling face looks from his hikari to the closed kitchen door.

“Probably upstairs.” Marik reaches over Malik’s shoulder to grab a slice of pizza from the opened card board box.

“I thought Bakura was in trouble for the kitchen.” Joey says.

“That doesn’t mean he can’t get some.” The taller pale blonde chuckles.

“I’m just saying that’s kinda rude. The hosts leave us guest to fend for ourselves.”

“It’s no problem. Me and Marik practically live here anyway.” Malik smiles around a piece of crust.

“True.” Marik agrees.

“Doesn’t Isis ever what to see you guys?” Yugi asks.

“Why would she?” Yami mumbles under his breath as he lifts his glass full of water to his lips.

“Yami!” The small tri-colored haired boy turns to slap Yami on the chest.

“Hey!” Yami looks down at his wet black shirt, ice cold water dripping down his chin to drop onto the clean dark wood of the floor next to several semi-melted ice cubes.

“That’s what you get for being mean.” Yugi giggles.

“It just isn’t your night. Is it, Yami?” Joey laughs.

“No one say a word.” The taller tri-colored haired boy hisses through clenched teeth.

“Can we laugh?” Malik leans back into his yami’s shaking chest, both pale blondes smiling widely.

“Yami, you’re dripping on the floor.” Yugi smiles.

“And whose fault is that?” Yami looks down at his hikari.

“You’re the one that was being rude.”

“And you’re the one that hit me…for the second time tonight.”

“Wow…this has got to be a first.” Joey stares wide eyed at the two boys across the island from him.

“What?” Yugi looks questionably over at the sandy blonde.

“You two never fight.”

“We aren’t fighting.” Yami says.

“Then what do you call this?” Malik waves a hand at the two.

“Lover’s quarrel.” Yugi grins.

“Whatever.” Malik moves from in between Marik and island to the counter by the large black refrigerator behind him, grabbing a handful of napkins before moving back to his lover. “Hey, clean up your mess.” He throws the napkins at the two tri-colored haired boys.

“It’s cold.” Yami’s teeth chatters together as he holds his shirt away from his chest.

“Then take it off.” Joey shrugs his shoulders as he continues to eat his pizza.

“No! I do not need to see a half naked Pharaoh.” Marik shivers, his arms wrapping around Malik’s slim waist.

“Shut up.” Yami hisses, his black, sleeveless shirt sliding over his spiky head.

“Yeah! Take it off, Yami.” Malik cheers.

“Hey! No looking, he’s mine.” Yugi grins as he reaches for a handful of napkins before leaning down and drying the floor.

“This is just not a good day for the kitchen. First Marik and Bakura, now Yami and Yugi.” Joey chuckles.

“Why me?” Yugi’s voice floats up from the floor.

“You made me spill.” Yami points out as he balls up his shirt and wipes the dry side down his chest.

“Well it you…”

“Shh.” Joey holds up his hands.

“What?” Yugi stands back up, a wad of wet napkins in his small hands.

“You hear that?” The sandy blonde lifts his honey eyes to the ceiling.

“Just Ryou screaming in ecstasy.” Malik sighs, his head resting back on Marik’s broad chest.

“Is he always that loud?” Yugi questions.

“Most of the time. He’s a screamer.” The taller pale blonde grins, his eyebrows moving up and down.

“Too much info.” Joey shakes his head smiling.

“I don’t even want to know how you guys know that.” Yami states, placing his shirt down on the edge of the island.

“It isn’t like that. Unfortunately.” Malik whispers the last part.

“We always stay in the guest room next to their room.” Marik clarifies.

“I’m full.” Joey sighs, pushing his plate away from him.

“You’re full? I don’t think I’ve ever heard you say that.” Yugi giggles, walking around Yami to the hidden garbage can in the last tall drawer under the cabinet.

“I think he ate a whole pizza by himself.” Marik snorts, his head resting on top of Malik’s silky pale blonde hair.

“That’s no worse than you and Bakura can do. You two must not have been hungry is all.” Joey pouts. “I’m going to the bath room. Be back in a minute.”

The tall sandy blonde walks quickly out of the swinging door to the kitchen. Yugi watches him go with a small smile on his face before turning back to his taller yami.

“So you really worked everything out for tomorrow?”

“For the thousandth time, yes.” Yami rolls his dark purple eyes at his small hikari.

“I just can’t believe it.”

“Believe what? What are you talking about?” Malik leans forward on the island, Marik’s hands moving to rest on his hips.

“We or rather Yami invited someone over tomorrow night as Joey’s date.” Yugi smiles.

“But I thought we we’re all going to pick someone.”

“Well, we were but that was before I realized something.”

“What?” Marik runs his hands up and down Malik’s sides.

“That Joey has a little crush on someone.”

“Who?” Both pale blondes ask at the same time.

“You’ll just have to wait until tomorrow.” Yugi wraps his arms around one of Yami’s.

“You are a mean little runt, aren’t you.” Malik narrows his eyes at the smaller boy.

“Watch it.” Yami warns.

“Whose going with me and Ryou to shop tomorrow morning?” Yugi quickly changes the subject.

“I’ll go.” Malik raises his hand.

“I ain’t going.” Marik mumbles.

“Well, if you aren’t going then Yami has to stay here and keep an eye on you.” Malik grins evilly over his shoulder.

“I don’t need the Pharaoh babysitting me.”

“Yes you do. And if you stay that means Bakura will probably stay. Can you handle both of them, Yami?” Malik turns his attention back to the tri-colored haired yami.

“Why are you talking like we’re a couple of animals. And if you say one word, Pharaoh, I’m going to hit you.” Marik points a finger at the smirk Yami.

“I think I can manage them.”

“Good.”

“Joey will probably want to come to. I’m sure he doesn’t want to be stuck in the house alone with three yamis.” Yugi rubs his cheek against Yami’s bare upper arm.

“And while we’re out we can run by our houses to get some clothes for tomorrow night.” Malik suggest.

“Good idea.” Yugi nods.

“What’s a good idea?” Joey reenters the kitchen, a yawn escaping his lips.

“Me, you, Malik, and Ryou will go to the store tomorrow and on the way we can stop by our houses to get some clothes.” Yugi fills the sandy blonde in.

“Well, we don’t have to go by my house. I brought a change of clothes for tomorrow but I’ll go to the store with you guys.”

“What clothes did you bring?” Malik raises an eyebrow.

“A pair of jeans and a shirt. Why?”

“It’s a romantic dinner. You can’t wear just plain jeans and shirt. You have to look nice.”

“Well there’s no holes in them.” Joey rolls his eyes.

“We’ll see if we can find you something in Yami’s closet. You two are almost the same size.” Yugi says.

“Yeah and if we can’t find anything there we can look at Marik’s clothes.” Malik smiles.

“Whatever. Where am I sleeping? I’m tried.” Joey stretches his arms above his mop of sandy blonde hair.

“Well, me and Marik are taking our normal room. There’s another guest room upstairs and Ryou’s dad’s room but Ryou doesn’t like anyone going in there.” Malik moves away from his lover.

“We can share the guest room, can’t we?” Yugi questions.

“Sounds fine to me.” Yami shrugs.

“I don’t want to intrude in your private time.” Joey smiles. “I can sleep on the couch down here.”

“Are you sure?” Yugi frowns at his tall friend.

“Yeah, I’m sure. It’s actually a lot more comfy than my bed at home.” Joey chuckles.

“Okay, people, lets get to bed.” Malik starts ushering the others out of the kitchen, flipping off the lights on his way out.

“Why are you in such a hurry?” Yugi looks at the pale blonde strangely.

“No reason.” Marik smiles innocently as he pushes Joey to the sofa and herds the two tri-colored haired boys toward the stairs.

“I think he wants sex.” Joey yells from the living room as he watches the others disappear out the door and up the stairs.

“He isn’t the only one.” Marik calls over his shoulder, his hands swatting playfully at Malik’s rear end as it bounces up the steps.

“You two go at it like rabbits.” Yami scolds.

“And you aren’t wanting to throw Yugi down and ravish him?” Malik questions.

“That isn’t any of your business.” Dark purple eyes narrow over Yami’s shoulder at the two pale blondes.

“I think that means yes.” Marik smirks as he stops in front of the first door at the right of the top of the stairs.

“Don’t even start you two. I’m wanting my big baka now.” Malik smiles.

“Hey!” Dark violet eyes look down at the smaller pale blonde who only winks up at him before opening the door and disappearing into the room.

“You guys are the last door on the left.” Malik calls over his shoulder.

“Have fun.” Marik winks as he slips into the room, closing the door behind him.

The lock on the door clicks shut, the sound echoing off the tan colored walls. The thick white carpet gently caresses the bare feet of the two new occupants to the room. Malik smiles over his shoulder as he saunters over to the white comforter covered bed, his hips swinging seductively from side to side, light violet eyes shining in the moonlight leaking through the window by the bed. Marik watches every move made by his hikari, his tongue drifting out to lick his suddenly dry lips.

“You are such a tease.” Marik’s deep voice fills the quiet room.

“Why do you say that? I plan on letting you have me.” Malik smiles.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Marik starts across the room, walking by the short set of white painted drawers leaning against the light wall. The tall mirror attached to the drawers reflect the tall pale blonde as he removes his navy tank top, the article of clothing landing on the white carpet with no sound.

Malik turns around as he reaches the bed, his knees brushing against the edge as he slowly pulls his black tank top over his head, his pale blonde hair sticking up slightly as he throws the shirt to join Marik’s. His hands travel down his chest, tweaking his own nipples causing a loud moan to escape his lips. He bites down gently on his bottom lip, his eyes sliding half-way closed as he looks toward the taller pale blonde in front of him.

“I love it when you touch yourself.” Marik practically growls.

“But I bet you love it more when you’re doing the touching.” Malik sways his hips from side to side, dancing to an unheard song.

“Of course.”

Malik’s thin fingers leave his nipples to run softly down his tanned chest, they unbutton his cargo shorts before pulling down the thin zipper. Soft, short pale blonde hairs are revealed as the white shorts slide down thin hips and legs, they pool at his feet as he steps out of them, kicking them with one foot over toward Marik who easily catches the material in his hands.

Licking his lips more, Marik tosses the shorts to the side as he moves closer to his lover. His hands reach out to run over Malik’s shoulders and down his arms. Leaning down slightly he kisses the smaller boy on the forehead, his lips traveling down the side of his smooth face. Malik smiles as he turns his head into the mouth, his eyes closing all the way as his hands reach out to toy with the button of Marik’s jeans.

“Off. Now.” Malik pants.

“In a hurry?” Marik chuckles.

“Yes.”

Marik steps back, his hand falling from Malik’s arms to unfasten his black jeans, working the tight cloth down his slightly muscled legs. His dark violet eyes stay focused on his hikari, the pale blonde’s eyes open a little, a smirk forming on his lips as he runs his hands over his tanned body. Marik steps out of his jeans and moves back over to Malik, his hands reaching back out to slip around the smaller boy’s waist.

“You are so beautiful, kitsune.” Marik mumbles against Malik’s ear lobe.

“You know it.” Malik smirks, his arms moving up to wrap around Marik’s shoulders.

One of the hands wrapping around Malik’s waist swats at his perk bottom causing him to yelp quietly, his head snapping to the side to give a playful anger glare at his yami. Marik only chuckles before popping him on the rear end again, leaning forward to nip Malik’s ear lobe.

“You know you love it.”

“Maybe.”

Marik draws back his hand to spank the smaller boy again, this time causing a moan to slip out of his parted lips. Marik’s lips move down Malik’s jaw to suck at his neck while Malik kisses the large shoulder in front of him, his hands digging into the thick hair of his yami. Another slap to the bottom has Malik thrusting his hips into Marik, his bare, hardened member rubbing against Marik’s thigh.

Again Marik’s hand spanks Malik, this time his back arching, his head falling back, his long pale blonde hair brushing against his bottom and Marik’s large hand. Marik steps back a couple of paces, his hands moving to Malik’s shoulders as he pushing the smaller boy back on to the bed. Malik lands with a soft sigh across the bed, his legs spreading invitingly for his love, his feet just barely touching the plush carpet.

“Marik, don’t keep me waiting.” Malik moans, his hands running over his tanned chest.

The taller pale blonde quickly falls to his knees on the carpet, his hands both disappearing under the top mattress, his head leans down slightly to kiss the inside of Malik’s knee. Malik giggles quietly as he feels the hands moving around under the springs below him, biting down on his lips he moves one of his hand back up to a nipple, pinching it roughly as his other one slides down, his fingers twirling in soft hair around his arousal.

“Found it.” Marik holds up a thick white tube.

“About time.” Malik chuckles. “Now get to work.”

Malik lifts his feet onto the edge of the bed, his thighs spreading slightly as he presents his entrance to his lover who is still on his knees. Smirking, Marik leans forward to kiss along the inside of Malik’s thin thigh, his tongue licking up to nip the side of his knee while his hands fumble with the lube. His tongue runs back down to mid-thigh before moving over to the other leg, one hand dropping the lube silently to the floor as the other one reaches up to run a circle around Malik’s entrance causing the other boy to shiver and yelp quietly.

“Yikes, that cold.”

“Sorry, kitsune.” Marik chuckles.

His thick finger slowly pushes against the slight resistance felt to slide into Malik’s tight entrance, his mouth continuing its journey up and down the thin inner thigh. Marik’s dark violet eyes move away from his finger moving in and out of Malik to the smaller boy’s face, a smirk sliding across the smooth thigh as he watches the expression of pure lust and wanting on his lover’s face.

Malik’s pearly white teeth captures his bottom lip, a moan struggling pass as his eyes squeeze shut, his hips bucking back against the intruding finger. His hand near his arousal moves from the soft hair to take a gently hold of the harden flesh, his fingers sliding up and down slowly. Marik smirks as he lets another thick finger join the first inside his lover, his lips moving up to kiss Malik’s smaller digits as they move slowly up and down on his erection.

“Mmm…Marik…so good.”

The pale blonde yami grins evilly as he moves back, his two fingers scissoring Malik deeply, his eyes traveling from Malik’s hand up to his passion filled face and back down. Malik’s other hand moves away from his hard nipple, two of his fingers dipping into his mouth for him to suck on. Marik lips his lips as another one of his digits is added to Malik’s slowly loosening passage.

“You almost ready for me, chibi kitsune?” Marik’s voice is slightly husky.

“Hai.” Malik moans around his fingers, his other hand picking up pace on his erection.

“Enough of that.” Marik’s free hand moves up to grab Malik’s slim wrist, moving it away from his arousal causing the hikari to whine in protest. “Don’t worry, you’ll feel good again soon.”

Marik removes his fingers from Malik’s passage, quickly picking up the tube of forgotten lube laying on the carpet to coat his erection before throwing the tube back down and standing up fast.

“Turn over, kitsune.”

Malik hurriedly turns over on to his stomach on the white comforter, lifting up on his hands and knees, his rear end swaying in front of Marik. Light violet eyes look over Malik’s shoulder to his lover, his tongue slipping out to run along his pink lips.

“What are you waiting for?” Malik grins.

“Absolutely nothing.”

Marik smirks as he takes a firm hold of Malik’s hips, pulling him back slightly as he quickly slams his erection deep inside his lover causing Malik to moan loudly. Malik’s arms give out on him forcing him to drop his head to the bed, his teeth biting into the white comforter to stifle his moans. The taller boy remains still for a moment while they both adjust to the new sensations.

“Marik, don’t toy around. I want you.” Malik mumbles around the comforter.

“I thought you pretty much had me.” Marik chuckles, his hips playfully jerking.

“You know what I want.”

“Why don’t you just tell me?”

“I want it hard and fast. Don’t play with m…Oh!” Malik’s sentence cuts off as Marik pulls back suddenly, ramming back into his tight entrance.

Malik screams into the bed as Marik thrust over and over again, his hands fisting in the comforter. Marik’s hands tighten in an almost vice like grip on Malik’s hips as he continues to roughly piston in and out of the smaller boy. Malik’s back arches slightly as one of his hands untangles from the comforter to wrap around his erection, pumping it in time with Marik’s thrusts.

Malik’s muffled screams bounce off the walls as he pushes back with each inward thrust of Marik. The taller pale blonde plants his feet firmly on the carpet, his knees bending slightly as his hips piston in and out of his lover, his head falls back as his eyes close. Malik’s hand moves faster on his arousal as his sweet spot is hit over and over again with each inward thrust.

“Marik!” Malik lifts his head off the comforter as his erection explodes, his lover’s name spilling from his lips.

Marik’s head snaps down as he watches his lover’s lean back, the slight muscles under the skin moving gently as the passage around his erection tightens quickly. A loud groan escapes his parted lips as he rams a couple more times into his lover’s small body, his erection finally releasing his seed deep inside of Malik.

After a couple minutes of only silence filling the room, Marik bends down, his erection still deep inside his lover, his lips kissing along Malik’s spine. Marik’s arms move around his hikari’s slim waist to run his large fingers over his stomach and chest. Malik giggles quietly as his hands move to lay loosely by his pale blonde hair that spreads out around his head.

“That how you wanted it?” Marik smirks into the flesh between Malik’s shoulder blades.

“Oh, yeah.” Malik smiles into the comforter. “Now get off me.” Malik reaches behind him to push Marik’s chest away, sliding easily off of the other’s softened member to lay on his side on the bed.

“What was that for?”

“You’re heavy.” Malik giggles as he crawls to the other side of the bed, his back leaning against the cool tan wall.

“You’re mean.” Marik pulls the white comforter from the bed causing Malik to giggle even more as he is pulled down slightly with the covers before they slip under him.

Marik tosses the comforter to the floor before pulling the white cotton shirts down the bed and under Malik who sits against the wall giggling.

“Enough giggling.”

“Gomen. Come to bed. I’m sleepy, you’ve seemed to of worn me out.” Malik smiles at his lover, his arm reaching out for Marik to join him.

“You don’t want to wash up?”

“To sleepy. Come.” Malik lays down, his head resting on the fluffy pillows.

“Already did that.” Marik smirks before laying next to the smaller boy, his arms encircling Malik’s waist to pull him closer.

The two pale blondes snuggle against each other, Malik kisses his lover on the lips before tucking his head under Marik’s chin, his arms folding in between them. The two drift slowly off to sleep, the only sound in the room their easy breathing. The moonlight from the window moving silently over their bare bodies as they lay uncovered.

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“Those two get on my nerves.” Yami rolls his eyes as he stares at the closed door Marik and Malik just disappeared behind.

“Leave them alone, Yami. Let’s go to bed.” Yugi reaches out to pull Yami’s bare arm down the hallway.

“What’s the hurry, chibi ichi?” Yami chuckles as he pulled to the left door at the end of the hall.

“Everyone is having fun and I want some of that fun.” The smaller tri-colored haired boy grins over is shoulder.

“You are hanging around Malik too much.” Yami smiles as he opens the door for them to enter.

The taller boy closes the door behind his smaller hikari, their bare feet padding silently across the white carpet. The window on the other side of the room from the door is covered by a ruffled, light blue curtain, a breeze from the barely open window blowing it in slightly. Yugi moves by the white wall paper with small blue and pink flowers to the window, reaching through the curtain to close the cool glass.

“This is a nice room.” Yugi’s light purple eyes travel around the room.

“Yes it is.” Yami keeps his eyes firmly on his small lover.

“How you even noticed the room?”

“I don’t think so.” Yami smirks.

“And why is that?”

“Because I can’t take my eyes off of the most beautiful thing here.”

“And that would be…” A light blush forms over Yugi’s cheeks and nose.

“You, of course, chibi ichi.”

Yami stalks across the plush white carpet, bypassing the tall set of drawers near the door. His long strides take him to the foot of the bed, only a few feet away from his smaller lover. Yugi smiles widely at his yami as he steps closer to him, his arms wrapping around the other’s bare chest, the slight muscles moving under his arms as Yami encircles his own arms around Yugi’s shoulders.

“I can’t wait until tomorrow night. It’s going to be fun having a little romantic dinner for all of us.” Yugi rest the side of his head against Yami’s chest.

“You just can’t wait to see how Joey and his date get along.” Yami chuckles.

“Well, there is that.” The smaller boy giggles.

Yami kisses the top of Yugi’s spiky head, his hands slide down the smaller boy’s back to slip under the short sleeved, white shirt, he starts to pull it up slowly only to be stopped by Yugi’s small hands.

“Don’t.” Yugi’s voice is filled with passion.

“Why not?”

“We shouldn’t do this in Ryou’s house.”

“Marik and Malik are probably doing it as we speak.” Yami pants.

“Yami, please. I don’t feel comfortable.” Yugi moves away from his yami, stepping closer to the foot of the bed.

“Fine, but tomorrow night you are going to make this up to me.” Yami smirks.

“Agreed.” Yugi giggles as he crawls on to the light blue comforter. “Now come and join me.”

Yami shakes his head slightly before moving around the bed and pulling down the comforter and light blue cotton sheets. Yugi quickly hops over the turned down sheets to lay his head on the large, cool pillow, his light purple eyes watching as Yami crawls into bed next to him.

“Where’s your shirt?”

“I left it in the kitchen. I’ll get it tomorrow morning.” Yami’s lays on his back, his arms moving behind his head on the pillow.

“Do you think Joey will be mad at us tomorrow?” Yugi questions.

“I don’t know. I guess it all depends on what happens between them.”

“I really hope they work out, I just have a feeling they will.” The smaller boy leans down to grab the covers, pulling it over both of their bodies as he curls into Yami’s side, his head resting on the other’s shoulder.

“Then they probably will. You have good instincts, hikari.” One of Yami’s arms move from under his head to wrap around Yugi’s shoulders.

“Goodnight, Yami.” Yugi’s soft lips kiss Yami’s chest as he snuggles deeper to the other boy.

“Goodnight, chibi tenshi.” Yami smiles as his eyes drift closed and dreams of his hikari fills his head.

TBC
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