Make Me New

Make Me New

Summary: It’s back! Another tale from the Kimi ga Iru Universe.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh. If I did…*begins to laugh evilly*
Warning: Angsty?
Author’s Note:Don’t worry, the angst will peak and things will happen soon. Very soon. Hm...maybe even next chapter soon. I’m worried about our Happy Endings people.


Guests

Bakura liked ice cream. He did. It was a luxury he certainly hadn’t experienced until gaining his own flesh and allowing Ryou to give him “desserts”.

But yeah, he liked ice cream. In fact, he’d already had two cones and was on his third. Ryou was on his second.

But what he didn’t like were unexpected guests. Unexpected guests in the form of the Pharaoh’s hikari. One sugar high Yugi Motou who was at present, convincing Ryou that he should do dumb things on his sugar high as well.

“Come on Ryou!” the tri-color haired teen giggled, tugging Ryou’s arm. “We can just get up on the tables!”

The doe-eyed boy laughed into his hand, shaking his head. “I’m not doing that! Not in these jeans!”

“Come on! It’ll be sexy!”

“There are children! Waaa!” Ryou was tugged up onto the table top and he and Yugi laughed as a ridiculous pop song came on. A few people looked their way and Marik began chanting “take it off!”, much to Bakura’s ire.

You see, Bakura liked ice cream, but he didn’t like unexpected guests. Especially not Pharaoh Hikari’s and especially not Marik. Especially not Marik on a sugar high.

Was such a thing possible?

Oh yes. And it was terrible.

Bakura rolled his eyes as he decided Marik on sugar was way less fun than Marik drunk though it seemed to have the same effect as Marik took off his own shirt and waved it around a bit. He just knew any moment now they’d be asked to leave the out door eatery.

Instead, Ryou sat down next to him and latched on to his arm. “Yami! Let’s go for a walk and look in the stores!”

“Nn...”

“Yami? Let’s go for a walk and look at the stores!” Ryou tried again, still very cheerful.

“Erg...”

Yugi appeared beside Bakura, his huge violet eyes sparkling with cheer and sugar. “Yami! Let’s go for a walk and look at the stores!” He gripped Bakura’s other arm and the thief scowled at Marik.

“Get your Midget off my arm Marik!”

“Fuck no! This is classic!” he dug in his pocket and produced a small camera. “Go again Yugi!”

Both Ryou and Yugi stared up at Bakura with the Hikari “glare” of death and said, “Please?”

FLASH!

Marik cracked up as the camera revealed a sickly sweet looking Ryou Yugi latched on to a severely pissed off Bakura. “God this is awesome...”

“Grrrr....”

“I love you Yami.” Ryou chirped, Bakura tensing.

“Eh?”

“Can we go look at the shops?”

He figured he’d better say yes or face more crazy later. “Fine.” He shoved Yugi away. “Get your property Marik. We’re leaving.”

Bakura got up, Ryou bouncing at his side and started walking down the street, shaking his head as he listened to Yugi in the background whining about how he wanted more sprinkles in his melting ice cream.

//You damn Hikaris....//

//You know you love us Bakura! We’re the sugar in your tea, the wind in your sails -//

//The flies on our shit?//

Ryou smothered a laugh and Bakura tossed back his head and let it go, scaring some pedestrians.


They walked for a good hour or so, Bakura and Marik leaning against the sidewalk rails smoking or growling at folks as they passed by. They watched Yugi and Ryou talk about items in the windows, drool over store front pastries, and give away their pocket change to guys with bells.

It was sickening, but what could you do?

Ryou and Yugi on the other hand watched as the Yamis scared children, pickpocketed the elderly, and cased jewelry stores.

It was wrong, but what could you do?

They came to a few restaurants and Yugi leaned up to kiss Marik. “Please?”

“But you ate all that ice cream? Come on, it’s like nearly ten!”

“Come on! You’re trying to earn your sex back right?”

“You gotta be dressed to fancy for some of these places!” Marik sighed and looked around. “I dunno...we’ll see if we can find a nice place...”

Yugi beamed and Bakura made a whipping sound, earning him a smack in the back of the head from Ryou.

“I’m just sayin’! Once a servant, always a servant -OW!”

Ryou smacked him one more time for good measure.

“OW!”

Yugi laughed and they all continued on, Ryou talking about some of the restaurants.

“See all these fancy cars Yamis? Executives and politicians come here.” He pointed ahead to where a limo had just pulled up. “That’s the private entrance.”

“How do you know?” Bakura was a little bored and was estimating how quickly he could steal one of these fancy cars.

Ryou hugged his Yami’s arm a little tighter. “Dartz took me here.”

They approached said restaurant, stopping as the limo door opened and people began to leave.

Yugi pointed. “Hey, it’s Dartz!”

Bakura frowned, the frown deepening when he recognized someone else among the suits. “And Kaiba.”

Yugi jumped forward, calling out. “Kaiba-san!”

Seto froze and saw Yugi, relaxing just a bit. He gave a wave and continued.

Ryou stood there, no longer clinging to Bakua. His eyes were fixed on Dartz and he gave a weak wave, that wasn’t returned. Bakura saw this and snarled.

“HEY DARTZ!”

The man looked over, frowning, his expression easing when he saw Ryou. Ryou waved again, more cheerfully, growing enthusiastic when the man waved his way.

They then disappeared into the limo and drove off.

After, Yugi stopped bouncing around and hopped into Marik’s arm, asking to be returned home.

“What?”

“I’m tired.” He looked around at Ryou and Bakura. “We’re gonna go.”

“Good riddance.” Bakura said, without turning.

Ryou turned. “Thanks for hanging out. See you guys later?”

“Yeah! Marik! Stop grabbing my ass!”

“When in Egypt....” he chuckled, Yugi expressing false rage.

“It’s when in rome...”

They disappeared down the street and Bakura moved his arm around Ryou’s neck. “How about I steal one of these cars and we get home?”

“No stealing Yami...” Ryou smiled a little. “We’ll walk back to the car.”

“That’s like...far away!”

“You like exercise don’t you? Besides, you can look at all that jewelry again.”

“I guess...”

****

Later, Bakura sat on Ryou’s bed, watching the boy get ready for bed.

“You want me to stay the night?”

Ryou took off his shirt, folding it over before he tossed it into the hamper. “Do you want to?” He went over to the bed and taking up his blue pajama shirt. Bakura held the end of it and tugged him closer to the bed.

“Do you need me to?”

“I’m fine.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.” He sat down on the bed and Bakura kissed his shoulder, his lips lingering there. Ryou turned to hug him, not all surprised when Bakura started to kiss his neck and nuzzle at his collar bone.

“I don’t think I need to then...” he whispered, sitting up and looking in his eyes. “Maybe I’ll go see Seto.”

“Maybe.” Ryou put his shirt on. “Maybe I’ll come by and cook something for you guys. Does Malik come home any more?”

“Not...too much, no.” Bakura got up and stretched. “I’ll let myself out. Call me if you need something.”

“Or, I could just use the link?”

“Same difference.” Bakura laughed softly and left.

Ryou heard him leave and sighed, sitting back on the bed.

At least he waved back...


He sat around watching some late night tv, puzzled when the door bell rang. He answered it, smiling. “Yami, you know you...” His words died in his mouth.

“Is it too late to visit?”

Tears welled up in Ryou’s eyes. “Never...”

****

Marik sauntered down the stairs and opened the fridge. He scratched his belly and burped, rubbing his eyes as the light was too bright.

“What the fuck?” the kitchen light came on and Marik frowned.

“Right back at you Atemu! What the fuck?”

“What are you doing?”

“Yugi’s a bit tired at the moment so I’m making a god damn sandwich maybe! Maybe he wants one too! Don’t want your little Aibou to starve do you? Lose all his energy do you?”

Yami growled wanting to claw his face off. “I hate you.”

“Noted. Good night.” Marik got out some meat and lettuce and tomatoes and looked around. “Say, where are the ah...knives?”

Yami just left, the Egyptian smirking.

****

Ryou slid the tea over to Dartz, beaming. “So what was that big meeting about?”

“Just one of those monthly get togethers. Jackasses trying to convince me that merging with their pathetic companies will help me. The food was good though.”

“Mmm. What did you have?”

“Ah, lamb with wild rice and some carrots.”

“Wine?”

“Oh course.”

Ryou smoothed his pajama pants and gave a small, nervous laugh. He shouldn’t be this shy. Dartz was his boyfriend. “So, are you very busy lately?”

“Not too busy. I came by before I crashed. I work like hell on the weekends.”

“Oh...” Ryou looked at the table.

There was just so much silence. And Ryou couldn’t bear it. He took Dartz’s hand and meshed their fingers together. It felt so warm. He leaned against him and closed his eyes.

“Please stay tonight?”

“...I have to get up around five.”

“Just...” He looked up and gave a teary smile. “Please stay tonight? Please hold me?”

Dartz kissed his forehead and wiped the tears with his thumbs. “I’m sorry Dearest I really can’t. Thanks for the tea.”

He got up then, pulling apart their hands. Ryou sat there and watched him go, his heart beating oddly.

Tears streamed down his face and he didn’t know why.

He’d come over and they hadn’t shared one kiss. They hadn’t talked about a single thing.

He covered his mouth and started laughing madly, then burst into tears, running into his room.

**

Bakura sat in his car outside of the Kaiba estate. He’d meant to have gone in hours ago, but he’d just been sitting here, leaning back in the seat, his foot on the dash board.

What the hell was he waiting for?

**

Ryou regained control of himself. He washed his face and went back to the living room. He picked up the tray and poured out the still hot tea. He washed the cups and put everything back where it belonged.

The door bell sounded and he came out of the kitchen a little, standing there in the half light and shadow of the kitchen light.

“It’s open.” he said evenly.

Dartz came back in, smiling crookedly. “I was half way down the street...when I changed my mind.” He looked at Ryou, thinking it odd for the light to be shadowing his face some how. His eyes looked odd, red tinged.

“Ryou?”

The boy came over, smiling. “You’re so silly...I just dumped the tea!” He laughed. “Do you want some more or are you tired?”

“Tired.” he said, smiling back.

Ryou made sure the front door was locked and took off Dartz’s suit jacket, folding it over his arm. “Come on, I think I’ve still got something you can sleep in.”

****

At, Malik kept nudging Ryou, telling him that he was “glowing” while the boy blushed and denied everything.

“So, what happened last night?” Yugi smiled, resting his chin in his hands.

“None of your business. A gentleman never tells.”

“You always say that when you have wild sex with Dartz. Come on!” Yugi poked him. “I’ll tell you about Marik -.”

“Um whoa! No thank you!” Bakura said, biting into his sandwich. “No. Thank. You. And Ryou had better keep his mouth shut. I already got more than I wanted to know through the link last night!” He shivered. “You need to learn to keep that thing shut!”

Ryou turned crimson. “But when it’s happening I just lose control...” He poked his fingers together and Yugi giggled.

“Hee hee. So tell us Bakura, what’s Dartz like?”

The doe-eyed Hikari was shocked. “Bakura! Don’t tell them!”

“Bwa ha ha!”

“Yami!” he whined, putting his head down.

****

Seto leaned against the wall, his cell phone at his ear.

“I’m at school. What is it? ...I thought that was taken care of? ...Then it needs to be done...yes, this weekend if need be. I don’t care if you’re busy. Get. It. Done.”

He hung up and Bakura came around the building. “Get what done?”

Kaiba pocketed his cell phone. “Assholes need to learn to do their work.” He gave a soft grunt as hands slid under his shirt. “Not at school...”

“Yes at school...”

“I’ll be late.”

“Shut up...” Bakura kissed him and Seto gave in, whimpering when he was pressed against the wall and ground into. He felt his pants being unbuttoned and he gasped.

“What if -.”

“Shhh, turn around.”

He did, his cheeks tinged with red as he felt his pants go down and Bakura spread his legs. “What about -Uhnnn!”

The fingers inside him were slick and he knew what with. He curled his fingers against the wall and whined.

“Bakura...”

The thief wasted no time pushing inside him, muttering in his ear.

“Were you busy last night?”

“I -I -I was -harder!”

Bakura gave him what he wanted. “They told me you were busy.”

“Uhn! Who told you?”

“One of your pawns!” He slammed into him again, not bothered by the blood he saw trickling down his lover’s thigh. “Why couldn’t I see you?”

Seto was just moaning now, pushing back into Bakura, the pleasure of it all overriding the pain. “Missed you...” He whined.

“I’ll bet!” he snarled, pulling out when Seto shot against the wall.

The young CEO pulled up his pants, turning around slow, his head leaned back against the wall, closing his eyes in bliss when Bakura attacked his neck. They kissed with fire, Seto reaching down and grabbing his boyfriend’s erectiong.

“Hn...you got time for me now Rich Boy?”

Seto nodded, pressing for more kisses. Bakura gave them, letting the other boy jack him off.

It was like he figured. Seto got off on the roughness of it all. The sex.

Something about that wasn’t right to him, but he came and purred in the brunette’s ear.

“See you tonight then?”

Seto nodded, kissing him, his cell phone out again. He was calling for his driver to bring him a clean shirt.

Bakura stepped back and tucked himself in. “See ya then.”

He walked off, not feeling satisfied at all.


****

*What’s going on?
*I think I may have an update before the end of today....