Message in A Bottle

Title: Message in a Bottle
by: spiderweb
Rated: PG13
Summary: Shounen ai. Ryou/Malik. After Battle City.

A/N: I would like to thank all those who reviewed.

A/N(again): Bakura says "kukukuu" a lot because I think it's a sort of laugh(evil laugh(am I right?)) and I read from a scanslation somewhere where he

laughs like that. Kind of like Naraku from Inuyasha. In this chapter you may be confused with Marik, Bakura, and Malik's feelings but it is intentional. They

may be nice then evil suddenly or evil then nice suddenly. But the point is, they can hide their emotions so well, unlike Ryou, who shows exactly what he

feels.

Btw, since this is PG 13, I'll probably post only the lime part. But if you wanna read the lemon, I think I'll post it in Adult Fanfiction.net. Ok?

CHAPTER 4: YAMIS IN THE SHOWER AND CONFUSED HIKARIS


Bakura's eyes widened in shock as he found Marik's tongue halfway down his throat. He could feel Marik's hands all over him, groping him, the yami's eyes

dancing mischievously and tauntingly. Their wet and naked skins were touching together, and Bakura, knowing what his hikari had been up to but failing

to prevent it, tried to break free.

"Let go!" he tried to talk between the kiss, pushing Marik roughly away.

A low laugh escaped Marik's throat, but he deepened the kiss, his tongue wildly roaming Bakura's mouth and his hands moving between Bakura's legs.
Then, when Bakura's face was abnormally red and his eyes were bloodshot with anger, he let go.

Bakura began panting, spitting, and gagging all at the same time at the thought of kissing the person he hated the most (aside from Yuugi's Yami).

"Hikari...I swear I'm gonna kill you!" he spat, his mind roaring with every bit of swear words he knew.

Marik laughed again, noticing Bakura's agitation, his eyes roving and studying every inch of the tomb robber's naked body. "What's the matter, Baku-

chan? Didn't like the FIRST EVER KISS WE SHARED?"

Bakura straightened up and glared at Marik, his voice dripping venom. "You perverted bastard! You are going to pay for this!"

Marik crossed his arms over his chest and smirked. "And just how are you making me pay for this? Stab me again? Ooooh, I'd like to see you try! Wonder

what that painfully stupid hikari of yours would say?"

"Do not call my hikari stupid!" Bakura snapped, his fists tightening.

Marik raised an eyebrow at him. "Caring for your hikari now, are you?" He began circling Bakura, eyeing him like a vulture eyes its pray. "And to think...I

actually thought YOU of all people, won't have a soft spot for anybody..."

"Stop moving around!" Bakura snapped, noticing Marik's hungry stares. "Stop looking at me like that and..."

Marik grabbed him by the neck and pushed him to the wall, strangling him with one hand enough to choke him yet not actually kill him. "You know what

your problem is, Bakura? You're too thick. You should have let me be disappeared forever...you know, oblivion. But you just HAD to call me back, didn't

you? And the worst part is...you know you could never actually destroy me...because compared to me, you're weak and stupid. Those so called human

emotions you're developing is sickening!"

A small smile crept over Bakura's face even as the tanned hand tightened around his pale neck. "You're jealous, Marik? Because I'm becoming an actual

HUMAN and you're STILL an actual monster?"

"You wish." Marik let go of his neck, and Bakura slumped on the ground, panting heavily. "I'm turning HUMAN too, Bakura. Like, looking at you so beautiful

and naked right now, I'm actually LUSTING after you."

Bakura looked up and glared at him. "Touch me and die."

"Well you COULD kill me..." Marik knelt down beside Bakura, and grabbed him in a fierce embrace that nearly crushed his bones, nuzzling his neck. "But

then...it would be Malik you'd be killing..."

"LET.GO.OF.ME.YOU.FILTHY.CRAP."

Marik did, smirking wider at the irritation he was causing Bakura. "Do you really want revenge on me?"

"Hell, yeah."

"Okay." Marik said, absent-mindedly stroking Bakura's silky skin. "Let's play a game. How about a bet?"

Bakura was suddenly intent. "What bet?"

Marik held up two of his fingers. "In a week, if my hikari can bed yours---"

"Ryou's too innocent to sleep with anybody at such a young age!" Bakura interuppted, his eyes flashing with rage.

Marik dismissed his statement with a wave of his hand. "Fine, whatever. If that's what you really think. If the two weeks are over and Ryou remains a virgin,

I'll fight you in a duel in the Spirit Realm, so as not to hurt any of our hikari's body."

"And if I lose the bet?"

"If you lose..." Marik bent down and licked the cheek of Bakura's shocked face. "Sex."

"NO!" Bakura snapped, wiping his face in complete disgust. "Don't even think about it!"

"Fine." Marik shrugged. "It's your choice. But that was your last chance to get rid of me."

Bakura shuddered. He knew perfectly well Marik's 'suggestion' was the last chance to get rid of him. But will Ryou, bless his innocent soul, actually do it

with Malik? A sudden thought crossed Bakura's mind.

"Marik!" he barked. Marik was standing beneath the shower, the water sliding down his sexy tanned skin. "Your ass is nice."

"Nice?" Marik snorted, turning around so Bakura could get a great view of his perfectly shaped butt. "Not hellishly perfect?"

Bakura grimaced. Actually, it was. But he just couldn't admit that could he? "Whatever. Anyway, fine, we'll do the bet."

Marik smirked triumphantly, walking over to Bakura and kissing him again(to which Bakura, realizing what a great kisser Marik was, decided to respond

fairly with the same force). "1 week."

/Heh./ Bakura thought, leaning back against Marik's hold, not at all minding that Marik's hands were roaming around his MOST SENSITIVE places.

*****

"Malik! Hurry up! I'm gonna be late for school!" Ryou stuffed his feet inside his shoes, and hurriedly made his way out of the house. He had woken up in

Malik's arms still naked inside the bathroom, knowing full well(or maybe not at all) that his 'revenge' on Bakura had went well. After all, Malik's smirk was

the first thing he saw when his eyes opened.

"Stop shouting! I'm coming already!!" Malik replied, also running out of the house, Ryou's bag slung on his left shoulder.

"Thanks." Ryou grabbed his bag from Malik and pulled his arm. "What took you so long anyway?"

Malik stared at Ryou's arm tangled possessively at his. He didn't know why, but it made him uncomfortable. He pulled away. "I was thinking I'd drive you in

my new motorcycle this morning."

"You have a motorcycle?" Ryou's eyes widened, not seeming to realize the distance Malik was putting between them. "That's cool."

They walked together to where the Ishtar's were staying, Ryou humming softly and happily with the wind.

They reached the garage and Malik opened the door. "You're gonna like my motorcycle, Ryou."

Ryou nodded. "Maybe. Umm...aren't you going to say 'hello' to your sister, Malik?"

"No." Malik replied, pulling his motorbike out of the garage. "She's most probably not at home anyway."

The motorcycle was beautiful. It was colored red and black and its sleek figure made it look more grandiose than ever.

"Wow." Ryou blinked, looking at it. "I've never ridden something like that before."

Malik laugand and threw him the helmet. "Well, you'll be riding one now. You wear the helmet, I'm used to riding without it."

Ryou smiled as he put on the helmet and watched Malik climb onto the motorcycle. It suited him perfectly, and Ryou couldn't help but think that Malik

looked extremely sexy on his transportation. He rode behind Malik, wrapping his arms around Malik's slender waist.

Malik glanced at Ryou's arms, and he couldn't help but notice the uneasy feeling in his stomach again. He couldn't understand why Ryou's touches were

suddenly making him uncomfortable even though they'd just made out in the shower this morning. Ryou on the other hand, was oblivious to Malik's
asinasiness.

They rode on to school without talking, just breathing in the scent of the exciting autumn morning. Malik, however, realized something. He didn't like the

feeling of someone riding his motorcycle with him.

They stopped in front of the school and Ryou got off first to look for Yuugi, Joey, Tea and the others.

"I'll go park my bike somewhere." Malik muttered, eluding a kiss from a very confused Ryou. He rode off without another word.

Ryou sighed, then he walked over to where Yuugi and the others were seating.

"Hey, Ryou!" Yuugi greeted his friend, taking great care not to mention Yami Bakura, else Ryou starts thinking about him and let him get access to come

out.

"Hey guys!" Ryou greeted cheerfully, sharing a high five with Joey and waving at Tea. "Err..I brought Malik with me. He's off parking his motorcycle

somewhere."

Joey grinned. "So are you two a couple now?"

Ryou blushed. "I don't know...I guess so...or maybe not... I ought to ask him..."

Tea's eyes were wide. "Oh my gosh! Malik's only been over your house one night and you made out already?"

Ryou turned redder, but he nodded.

"I knew it!" Joey giggled, laughlikelike a maniac. "Ryou, m'boy, I always knew you had it in you!"

"Ryou has what in him?" Malik, seeming to have appeared out of nowhere, cut in.

"Nothing." Yuugi explained. "We were just joking around. Nif yof you to come in our school, Malik."

"Yeah." Malik replied quietly. Ryou noticed his sudden silence but dismissed it as another one of Malik's mood swings.

Yuugi and Joey talked some more before the bell for classess to start finally rang.

The five teens all began to make their way to the classrooms when Ryou suddenly grabbed Malik by the arm.

Malik stopped walking and faced him. "What's wrong?"

Ryou blushed profusely. "I just wanted to know...Malik...umm...are we like....a couple now?"

Malik gently pulled his arm away from Ryou. "No."

Ryou looked up at him, hurt. "Why not? I thought...what happened this morning...it wasn't just a dream was it?"

"No." Malik shrugged, remaining impassive. "It was just a shower..."

"We made out!"

"So it was a make out session. It wasn't supposed to mean anything."

"Wha---?" Ryou blinked back tears that were threatening to fall. "You mean---"

"It was just a kiss, Ryou." Malik said. "Besides, you said so yourself it was revenge on our Yamis. It doesn't mean anything. I'm sorry if you thought---"

"Shut up!" Ryou snapped suddenly, slapping Malik hard on the face.

Malik's eyes showed pity but not regret. "I'm not going to hit back because I think I may have deserved that."

Uncontrolled tears spilled down Ryou's cheeks. "You're right. You DID des tha that."

Ryou ran off down the corridor, and even though Malik called his name, he didn't turn back.

*****

Malik leaned against one of the lockers and felt extremely guilty. He HAD wanted to be with Ryou. But to be owned by someone...Ryou's possessive touch

had burned him like coal.

"What was that about?" Yuugi, who had apparently stayed to watch the little scene awhile ago, came from behind the garbage can where he was

hiding.

"Nothing." Malik replied, the tone of his voice betraying him.

Yuugi tried the best he could to glare at the Egyptian. "Ryou wouldn't have been hurt like that if it was nothing."

"Look, it was just a misunderstanding." Malik mumbled, wrapping his arms around his own body. "I realized I didn't want to be anybody's possession like

before. I couldn't be a couple with him because I felt caged when he touched me!"

Yuugi crossed his arms in front of him. "So the truth is all you wanted was Ryou's body! You told us before that you liked him...but the truth is you were only

lusting after him! Now you've gotten what you want! Are you happy now?"

"No!" Malik glared back. "I hate to have to hurt Ryou...but I just realized it really meant nothing! That doesn't mean I don't want to be his friend!"

"Well, you shouldn't have kissed him." Yuugi replied after a moment of silence. "He wouldn't have hoped that you felt the same way then."

Malik closed his eyes and sighed. "I know. But--- "

"Well there can't be anything you can do now." Yuugi shook his head, patting Malik on the shoulder. "I just thought I'd warn you that when Ryou gets hurt,

he gets really depressed...and well... I just hope you won't suddenly realize you love him after all. There's no way he'd forgive you now."

*****

Ryou settled on his desk and cried. How could he have been so stupid? He should have known...how could he have hoped that a person like Malik could

actually love him? It was absurd. To Malik, it might have been a game. How could he have taken it so seriously?

He wiped away his tears and sat steadily on his chair as the teacher entered the classroom. There was no way out of it now. Malik had rejected him...

somehow he knew he had to cope. But it hurt. He'd nebeenbeen broken-hearted before.

He stared blankly ahead as the teacher introduced a new student in class. Nefertiri Hamir, the very pretty Egyptian.

/Malik's girlfriend./ Ryou thought bitterly, as pieces of the puzzle began to add up. /No wonder Malik was so keen to come to school with me. His girl is

now studying here...I'll show them. I won't act all weak and stupid about this. I'll be strong and brave like Yami Bakura...I will be./

//Kukukuku. Why, master, it's so nice of you to think about me once again. WITHOUT keeping me stuck in kissing the Yami of that boyfriend of yours.//

/He isn't my boyfriend!/ Ryou buried his head in his arms, unmidful of the stares everyone in the room was giving him. /I know you don't care about me! But

for the first time in my life, I'm begging you, teach me how to be strong like you!/

// That's simple enough. And you know what? I guess I WILL help you.//

/Y-You will?/

//Heh. Why not? Of course, helping you is more like HARMING you. Nighty-night, Ryou-chan. It's payback time.//

*****

a/n: Hit me! i know it was a freaking lousy chapter but it had to be done! Oh, cruel world! Oh, cruel Malik! Oh, cruel Ryou! WAHHHH!!! REVIEW!!!