I Dream of Ryou

I Dream of Ryou

Mally-chan & hato chiisai

YAOI WARNING

Disclaimer: We to not own Yugioh or I Dream of Jeannie. >.> But hato does own Mikado and Ahmose.

Chapter 3

Ryou squeaked and sat up within the bottle a bit surprised he was being summoned so unexpectedly. He sighed softly and closed his eyes, moments later the air near Marik shimmered slightly before before him, stood his new slave. Ryou offered a slight smile. "Greetings....my master." he cooed softly, hoping this master would be better than the last...who was more than a tad rude, and annoying.

Marik simpy sat and stared at Ryou for a moment, eyes wide and mouth open. Then, he leapt to his feet with a loud "GREAT RA IN HEAVEN!!!" and the bottle went flying, as did Marik; the bottle across the room and Marik across the bed, and after a moment, Marik's feet flew into the air as he toppled out of sight over the far edge of the bed.

Ryou yelped and with a wave of his hand, the bottle froze in mid air and floated to the ground safely. As his first master had ordered, the bottle was only to be broken at the will of the owner, not by frightening it out of him. "Master, you must be careful with my prison, if you break it you will destroy me before you recieve your wishes." he said softly, before walking around the bed curiously. "Are you alright?"

"Get away get away get away!" Marik blurted in a panic, and scuttled backwards on the floor away from Ryou until he hit the wall. Then he simply stared. "WHO ARE YOU!?!"

Ryou whimpered, backing away as far as his bottle would allow. "I...I'm your willing slave master. You've freed me from my prison, and in return for your kindness, I shall grant you three wishes." he said holding up three fingers.

Marik stared, completely stunned. Then he slowly shook his head. "It's finally happened... I've cracked. I've lost it. I've gone completely insane..."

Ryou sighed. Why did EVERYONE have to do this? Sure it was a little farfetched, but for once he'd love to have a master who just said 'ok lets go.' and made three wishes on the spot. He grumbled softly. "Wishful thinking." he mumbled to himself.

"Master, you are not insane...I'm the genie of the bottle...make a wish, and I shall grant it."

"You're... a genie....?!" Marik said slowly, lifting a finger and weakly pointing at Ryou. "You... you're not real. You are NOT real..." He slowly got up. "that's it... I'm hallucinating... maybe it's time for Ishizu to have me commmitted to the asylum..." and he toddled towards the door.

Ryou blinked. "Master, before you take such drastic measures...perhaps you should allow me to grant your wishes...?" he asked hopefully. "Or...do you...not have wishes to be granted? Do you not deire my services?"

"Your services..." Marik repeated, staring at Ryou. "Three wishes? Gods... I'm losing my mind." He rubbed his forehead. "Okay... how about this... I wish for a... a penguin!"

Ryou blinked and chuckled softly. "As you wish." he said and stepped aside, where Ryou had been standing, stood a baby penguin, chirping softly and flapping it's little downy wings.

Marik's eyes nearly popped out of his head. "You have GOT to be kidding me..." He slowly crept across the basement floor towards the little penguin. And then he reached out, and touched it. "It... it's real!!!"

"Of course it's real master, you wished for it, and I granted your wish." Ryou said calmly. "I told you that you were not insane...." he added smiling. "Is the penguin to your pleasure?" he asked carefully.

The man blinked. "Penguin... wait... that means YOU'RE real! And that means that I get three wishes! And that means... I just wasted a wish on a PENGUIN!!! And when Ishizu sees it she's gonna FREAK!!! Oh gods... why me..." And he covered his face with his hands, but soon peeked out at the little penguin again.

The penguin gave an eager chirp and nuzzled him.

Ryou smiled slightly, he had a soft spot for animals. "Master...if it is not too much trouble, may I move freely?" he asked looking back at his bottle, which was preventing him from moving far. "I...wish to look around."

"Huh?" Marik asked, looking up. "Um... yeah. Sure..." He mumbled, then a moment later, stood. "Ummm... I'm Marik. What's your name?"

Ryou blinked. "My name.... you… you wish to know my name?" He looked caught between surprised and grateful. "Most of my masters merely call me slave..." he said softly. "You may call me whatever you desire master...I'm merely your faithful servant, until my bottle leaves your posession." he cooed.

"I will serve you faithfully each day, as long as you desire me in your presence." he added sinking to his knees, bowing low as ancient Egyptian slaves were taught. Crouching on his knees, his forehead to the floor. "I am your posession, My name is but a trivial matter...as it is you who shall call me whatever you see fit." He sat up slowly and gave Marik a smile. Despite the fact that he was serving another person in his endless punishment, so far...this one seemed pleasant enough...though Ryou refused to let hope rise that this blonde man may REMAIN pleasant.

Marik blinked at the genie and slowly walked over to him. He reached out and laid a hand on his head, smiling. "I can't beleive you're real!" He gasped. "And I desire to call you by your name. 'Slave' is just so..." He frowned. "No. I won't call you that. It's awful. And... call me Marik."

Ryou blinked and frowned. "A-are you sure I am...allowed to call you by name?" he said looking flabbergasted. "My...my name is Ryou..." he added biting his lip. Ok, this was taking a weird direction...no master had ever asked him to call them by... name... before.

Marik smiled. "Ryou... Nice to meet you!" He blinked. "Umm... you can stand... if you want..." He said awkwardly.

Ryou nodded and stood slowly. "Nice to...meet you too mas....Marik." he corrected wrinkling his nose slightly. "I...hate to be a burden Marik, but...what is the date?"

"Hell if I know..." Marik snickered, but then walked over to his computer and opened his homepage. "Uhhh.... February 27th, 2006. Wait... February 27th?! OH SHIT!!! Otogi's birthday is tomorrow! I totally forgot!!!"

Ryou blinked looking thoughtful. The months hadn't been named until far after his days in Egypt. It took a moment of calculation to figure his new total of years spent as a genie. He put a finger over his lips in thought. His last owner had been...roughly 46 years before. "Where are we?" he asked as he tried to piece together what had happened while he was once again trapped within the bottle. "Did the Americans and Vietnamese ever end their fighting? Is the society in this age Communist? Do ....um...automobiles yes automobiles, do they fly?" he asked offering a naive yet sincere smile.

Marik stopped his freak out and looked at Ryou. "Huh? Oh.. so... you've been out recently? Well, maybe not recently, but... umm... Wow. I was never very good in history, but... I CAN tell you that the Americans aren't in Vietnam any more... SOME countries are Communist... like China... but you're in Japan right now. And umm... no. Cars don't fly." He explained.

Ryou blinked. "..they dont? I thought they said they would fly..." he said looking a bit disappointed. "Oh oh! Did Gilligan ever get off the island?”

Marik stared at Ryou. "Uhhhh... I don't know. It was just a stupid TV show... we have MUCH better shows on now! Like Queer Eye for the Straight Guy!!!" And he grinned and chuckled. "My cousin Ishizu LOVES that show... plus that Jai is cute..."

Ryou blinked. "...what is a queer?" he blurted looking confused.

Marik blinked. "Umm... a gay guy." He said, and when Ryou blinked again, Marik sighed. "A male homosexual, kid." He said.

"So...they are not gay then?" he said, thinking the ONLY use of that word was 'happy'. "If they're not happy then why are they trying?" he looked terribly confused at this point

Marik sighed. "Today, the word gay is most commonly used in reference to homosexual men. Lesbian for a homosexual woman. Another name for men, a derogatory name, is faggot, or fag. That's BAD. But gay men are called gays, fruits, fairies, and flamers."

Ryou gave him the strangest look ever. "....your society gets stranger every time I see it." he said suddenly.

Marik laughed. "I will not disagree with that... so..." He smiled at Ryou. "How old are you? Were you always a genie? Where do you come from?" He began to rapid fire questions at the pale boy, staring at him eagerly. To Ryou, he looked like... well... HIM in Egypt when he found something fascinating.

Ryou scratched his head. "Um...hmmm...I'm around three thousand five hundred or so..." he said confusedly. "I wasn't always a genie, a-and I came from Egypt...originally." he explained slowly. "You are....a strange master." he added. "Isn't there something you need to have completed?"

Marik shrugged. "Well... I wanna be careful with what I wish for... I mean... I've wasted one wish on a penguin... and I figure I'm gonna have to use another to send the poor thing home." He looked at the chick. "Which means I get one wish that I have to make count."

Ryou blinked. "You don’t want the penguin?" he asked confusedly. "Then why on EARTH would you wish for it?"

The Penguin was happily toddling around the room, before stopping and pecking at the tassles of a pillow that was laying on the couch, amused by it.

Marik sighed. "Because I didn't beleive that you were real. Or that a penguin would actually appear. I thought I was going crazy and hallucinating and I was trying to fool my own mind, I guess..."

Ryou blinked and picked it up. "Well if you dont want it then I will send it away..." he said nuzzling the fuzzy creature.

Marik smiled. "It's cute and all, but... I can't take care of it, Ryou. It will die if it stays here, it has to go back to its mother."

Ryou nodded and kissed the little creature. "Alright then I will send it back." he tickled the little penguin's belly before waving a hand. As quickly as it had come, the penguin was gone.

Marik smiled. "So... one wish left..." He sighed, and flopped back onto his bed. "Gods... and... I can wish for anything?"

Ryou shook his head. "Not anything I'm afraid...I cant make anyone fall in love with you...I cant raise the dead...well I CAN, but I REALLY dislike doing it....plus they're never what you're wanting..." he said wrinkling his nose. "Just mindless animated bodies..." he explained. "I cant make world peace, or end wars or solve world hunger..." he added "No miracles basically..."

"Hmm... so you're a practical genie. Nothing TOO spectacular, hmm?" He asked, waving his hands slightly.

"I can grant many spectacular wishes...I always do." Ryou csaid wrinkling his nose. "Napoleon had three spectacular wishes, Ceaser had spectacular wishes, Michaelangelo had wishes!" he said crossing his arms. "Just because I cant do things a GOD could do doesn't mean I cant do spectacular things."

Marik sat straigh up. "Napoleon?! Ceasar!? Michelangelo?! Gods! You mean YOU.... You've changed history!!!"

Ryou nodded crossing his arms. "Each of them wished, and I granted. I'm a Genie." he said calmly.

"Wow." Marik mumbled, staring at Ryou. "This is... incredible. So... My last wish could change the course of history..."

"Whatever your heart desires." Ryou said taking a seat, in ...mid air. "I suppose you can have three wishes Marik...you didn't wish the penguin away, and since you did not want it, and have been kind thus far, I will bend the rules for you." he cooed smiling. "So three wishes once more."

Marik stared at Ryou. "You can... bend the rules?! I get three wishes again?! Awesome!!! You rock!" He blurted, grinning like an idiot.

Ryou nodded. "I only HAVE to give you three wishes. I can give as many as I want to." he said laying down in his invisable seat in the air. "It's rare I bend and let a master have more than three."

"Wow... really?" Marik asked, cocking his head. "Why?"

"Well...for one most of my masters think out their wishes, so I would get more than ONE day out of my bottle." Ryou said giggling softly.

Marik blinked, then laughed. "I see. I guess that you really don't spend much time out and about..." He frowned, and thought a bit. "Well... in that case, I'll take my time with my wishes. In the mean time... would you like to go out? See what the world is like now? I mean, you OBVIOUSLY don't get out much. It's the least I can do to repay you for letting me have the full three wishes..."

Ryou blinked. "I would love to go out." he said smiling. "I so rarely see the sun anymore, that it would be a great pleasure." he hopped off his invisable seat and smiled. "Lets go."

Marik grinned. "Sure! We can walk around, maybe get some dinner... umm... but you should wear something else..." He looked Ryou over. "As cute as that is... You'd probably fit in some of my cousin's clothes..."

Ryou blinked. "You do not like my...clothes?" he said confusedly, looking them over. "All my other masters insisted I wear them..."

"Well, you look good in them, but you'll attract unwanted attention out on the streets. We'll see about getting you into some jeans and a t-shirt or something, kay?" Marik offered, holding out his hand to Ryou. "Do, ummm... Do we have to take your bottle with us?"

Ryou shook his head. "You do not have to...As long as I have your will and permission, I may roam as far from it as you desire..." he said softly. "Though...it's entirely up to you how close I must stay to it as well."

"Okay. Well, I'll leave it here in my room for safe keeping then. Just... stay close to me." Marik said. "Getting lost would be a bad thing, okay?" And he smiled and led Ryou towards the stairs.

Ryou nodded and followed Marik silently. "Are you sure showing me to your cousin is wise?" he asked after a moment. "I am a Genie after all..."

Marik sighed. "I trust my cousin... and if he and Bakura are fucking they won't even notice us in the room." He said, winking at Ryou as they entered the house. "Just hide from Ishizu..."

Ryou nodded slowly. "Who's Ishizu, and why hide?" he asked following silently, only the soft jingling of the coins on his waist and ankles heard.

"My cousin. Malik's older sister. She's our guardian. And she would FLIP at the sight of you and would never beleive that you were a genie." And a moment later, he was knocking on Malik's door.

There was no answer, and Ryou looked around curiously, though remained close to his master. "You have a lovely dwelling." he said softly.

Marik blinked, then smiled. "Uh... thanks." He said, and pushed the door open, peering into his cousin's room.

Malik and Bakura, thankfully were not fucking. Both were completly zonked out asleep on the bed. Jet lag. Ryou's head peeped in too and he blinked. "Ohh...what a beautiful room!"

"Shhhh! don't wake them up! Bakura's a REAL loud mouth." And he slunk over to Malik's closet, grabbing jeans and a tight black shirt, followed by a pair of socks and shoes. Then he pulled Ryou into the hallway bathroom. "Okay, try these on."

Ryou blinked and nodded, stipping shamelessly, his clothes fading into the air once he'd removed them. He took the clothes from Marik and eyed them over curiously.

Marik gulped. "Uh... forgot the underwear..." He muttered, embarassed, and slipped out of the room, returning a moment later with a pair of red boxers, handing them to Ryou while keeping his eyes aerted.

Ryou blinked at them. "...what are these?" he asked confused. "You..already gave me pants."

"Boxers. You wear them under the pants. Unless you don't want to. I don't wear underwear." He blurted, nervously, then winced. 'Why the hell did I say that!?'

Ryou blinked, tilting his head to the side. "Why? is it cold outside?" he asked holding up the boxers and looking confused. "What is the purpose of boxers?'

"Umm... I dunno, really. It's just that in this society, people usually wear underwear. You don't have to wear them if you don't want to." Marik said.

Ryou blinked thoughtfully before stepping close to Marik. "Do YOU want me to wear them master?" he asked smiling.

Marik blinked and blushed. "I... I don't care!" He squeaked. "You do whatever you want! I, uh... I'll wait out here while you change!" And he darted out of the bathroom.

Ryou blinked confusedly, and was left to ponder the boxers. It took nearly twenty minutes, but he finally emerged, wearing what Marik had picked out, still holding the boxers. "Since you didn't tell me, I...didn't know what to do about these..." he said softly.

Marik blinked. "Umm... sure. Okay." He said, and tossed the things in the direction of Malik's room. "Do you want to walk or take my motor cycle?" He asked, heading for the front door.

Ryou blinked. "I want whatever you want." he said calmly. "Either I'm sure, is a fine choice."

Marik blinked then sighed. "What do you mean you want what I want?! I want what YOU want!" He cried, slightly frustrated and slightly amused.

Ryou blinked taken aback. "Master...I...well...I dont HAVE wants." he said confused. "I'm your servant, as long as you're happy, then I am as well."

Marik blinked. "You... you HAVE to have wants!" He exclaimed, grabbing his keys. "And... you're not my servant!"

"Am too." Ryou said calmly. "You're the master of my existance currently." Ryou explained. "I dont have wants, I'm a slave."

Marik frowned. "Well... you must want SOMETHING!" He said, leading Ryou out of the house. "Anything..."

"Even if I had desires master, that is not to be your burden to fulfil." Ryou cooed softly.

Marik looked at Ryou. "What if I want to know what they are?" He asked, pulling on his leather jacket and climbing onto his motorcycle.

Ryou cautiously climbed on behind Marik. "Then I would have to tell you." Ryou said calmly.

"How about this." Marik said, tunring and smiling back at Ryou over his shoulder. "What do YOU want to do? I'm taking you out to show you whatever YOU want to see! Let's start there. What do you want to see?"

Ryou gave him a stupid look. "I dont know what you have TO see." he said laughing softly. "Just show me what you want to show me."

Marik groaned. "Okay... let's just drive around, and if you see something interesting, let me know." He suggested. "Okay?"

Ryou giggled softly. "Yes Master."