Summer Time Magic

Summer Time Magic*

Summary: Our favorite couples have some summer fun.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh. If I did…*begins to laugh evilly*
Warning: Meh


Hot Idea Part I

Yugi, Ryou, and Malik sat on a nearby bench watching Marik and Bakura make kids cry in the snow cone line. They’d demanded the yamis get them snow cones as it was, in Malik’s words, “Hotter than a fat woman’s underarm”.

Yugi held his tiger balloon and let Ryou have caramel popcorn out of his bag while Malik was trying to find relief from the heat by draping his fox plushy on his head. They’d told the Egyptian it wouldn’t work, but the blond seemed content to sit there with a beady eyed plushy on his head. In fact, at this point, Malik was looking around and making fun of people, seemingly unaware of the beanbag creation on his skull.

Ryou ate some popcorn and whined. “I wish Yami would hurry! I’m dying!”

Yugi watched a small girl walk by and smiled until she pointed to his hair and laughed. He made a face at the girl and she started to cry. He looked away, his face a mask of innocent wonder as he beheld the world’s filthiest creature, a common pigeon.

Malik laughed and reached over to get some popcorn. Yugi swatted his hand away.

“Ow!”

“Damn right! You didn’t let me have some cotton candy earlier!”

The blond frowned. “I’m telling Marik!”

“Go to hell!”

“He’s my yami!”

Yugi stuck out his tongue. “Well I sleep with him so there!”

Malik huffed, snatching the fox off his head. “Whatever.”

Ryou sighed. If there was one thing he hadn’t missed in the three weeks he hadn’t seen the other two hikaris, it was their bickering over Marik.

The two yamis soon came back, giving rainbow colored snow cones out. Bakura shoved Malik off the bench and sat next to Ryou.

“Is it good?”

Ryou beamed. “Thank you Yami.”

Marik looked at Malik, whose snow cone had experienced an accident. Before the blond could even begin to whine, Marik gave him his and sat next to Yugi, staring at the sky.

“Fuckin’ hot…”

The spike haired lad giggled, eating his snow cone. “I know I am.”

Marik smiled and kissed him. “It is hot. We should really go some place where it’s cooler…”

Yugi looked into Marik’s lavender eyes and smiled. “Yeah?”

“Oh get a room!” Ryou threw popcorn at them. “You’re awful!”

Bakura laughed and continued to push Malik’s hand off his thigh. “But Marik’s right. Let’s go break into Kaiba’s house and use his pool.”

Everyone agreed to that, even Ryou. “We need to get our suits!”

“I’ll swim naked!” Malik chirped, causing everyone to groan. “What?”

****

Honda, Jou, Yami, and Amelda all sat around in Yami’s room, staring at the ceiling. Jou was laying next to Honda on the bed, laying close, his hand just barely under the other boy’s shirt. He watched the ceiling fan swirl and sighed.

“I heard that Kaiba’s takin’ Yugi and them on vacation.”

“En.” Yami pulled away from Amelda’s kiss and sat up off of the floor. “What?”

Jou had his eyes closed and just turned into Honda more, feeling tired. “I said, I heard Kaiba’s taking Yugi and them on vacation to some island beach this weekend. They’re going to be there till like Tuesday or some shit.”

Yami frowned. “Yugi never told me this!”

Honda sat up a little and looked over at Yami. “Why would he? He’s going on a kick ass vacation.”

Yami looked at Amelda. “Can you get Dartz to ask if we can go to?”

The red head shrugged. “I don’t know Dartz like that.” He looked at Yami and nodded. “I’ll see what I can do. You guys wanna go somewhere bad don’t you?”

“Yes…” Jou murmured. “It’s not fair that all of a sudden we’re the bad guys. What about all those times I was there for Yugi, during all the tournaments and stuff? I mean really…”

Yami smiled. “Well…mostly that was me…just…in control of his body.”

Honda shrugged. “Jou, maybe you should ask Kaiba if we can go.”

The blond lay on his back suddenly. “Kaiba hates me…but Mokuba doesn’t.”

They all smiled. Mokuba still liked all of them, in fact, they’d been invited to his party. They’d stayed for awhile, then ditched when too many fan girls latched themselves to Yami.

“We should go over there. If he’s home, we can use his pool!”

Jou sat up. “And raid his fridge…”

Amelda sighed. “Doesn’t it bother any of you that we’re exploiting a child here?”

Everyone just stared at each then burst into laughter.

“Okay, okay…” Amelda wiped a tear from his eye. “Let’s go.”

****

Once everyone was situated around the pool, Bakura went inside to see what was in Kaiba’s massive kitchen. However, what he found was not to his liking.

Mokuba Kaiba was on his knees, tears in his eyes, Espa Roba’s very hard erection bobbing right in front of his face. The young carni had a wicked grin on his face.

“You said you do anything, come on Mokuba, you don’t want me to break up with you do you?”

The raven haired boy choked back a sob. “But I don’t want to do this. Espa please?”

The boy didn’t have time to respond when with an animalistic growl, Bakura jacked the boy up by his shirt and slammed him to the floor.

“YOU SON OF A BITCH!?”

Espa’s eyes were huge, his hardness now limp with fear. He scrambled to pull up his pants, barely succeeding in time as Bakura’s foot came down. Yelping as the foot hit his thigh and not his manhood, Espa scrambled across the kitchen floor, Bakura on his heels. He caught the boy before he escaped, slamming him into the wall, knife out and at his throat.

“You sick carnival freak…Mokuba is thirteen years old! THIRTEEN!” he boomed.

Meanwhile, the neon aqua haired lad was on the edge. “I- I- I- he wanted to he wanted to –”

Bakura just punched him right in the face and kneed him right in the groin. Espa fell to the floor, crying.

“You son of a bitch…If I ever catch you around here, if I even here that you were near Mokuba, I will personally carve off every inch of your skin, make you eat it, then castrate your ass while you bleed to death! Understand?”

The boy nodded, his face red with pain and humiliation.

“I CAN’T HEAR YOU!?” he kicked the boy again.

“YES!” he screamed.

“Now get out…” the white haired yami growled, putting his knife back in his jeans pocket.

Espa crawled away, finally gaining his feet and running out. Bakura curled his lip in disgust, aware that now, Mokuba was clinging to him, crying.

He rubbed the boy’s back and petted his hair. “Look kid, I don’t know why the fuck you even hooked up with that bastard –”

“Seto never talks to me anymore and Shizuka hates me and I wanted to get her back so I thought if I was with Espa she’d get jealous and like me but she doesn’t now she has a crush on Otogi and not me and I don’t understand what’s wrong with me and you hate me and no one likes meeee!” He cried into Bakura’s t-shirt, wailing louder and louder until Ryou and Yugi came to investigate.

Bakura stood there with his hands out. He had no idea what to do. He tried to move and Mokuba moved with him. Sighing, the usually intolerant yami rolled his eyes and patted the boy’s back.

“There there…there there…do you want me to call Seto?”

“No!” the boy looked up. “Please don’t Bakura! Seto said Espa wasn’t allowed over and he’ll be mad. Please?”

“Yeah Okay kid. How about you let go of me so I can breathe.”

Mokuba let go, still sniffling and Ryou came over and hugged him. “Are you okay?”

“No!” he wailed.

Ryou nodded his head and guided the boy out of the room. “Tell me and Ryou will fix it.

Bakura looked down at his t-shirt, it was all wet now. He took it off and tossed it over his shoulder, going over to the fridge to grab sodas.


Outside, Malik stretched out in the sun, body glistening with baby oil, Marik right next to him, both boys in scandalous swim suits. Yugi was swimming on his back in the pool, eyes closed, unaware of anything.

Marik tilted down his sunglasses as he saw Bakura running for the pool and nudged Malik, grinning. Malik sat up and pushed his glasses into his hair.

“What do you think Yugi will do?”

Marik grinned. “Beat him with one of those soda cans?”

“I think not…I vote for…the life saver.”

They shook hands. “Deal.”

Bakura took a flying leap and somersaulted into a cannon ball, sinking Yugi. The hikaris came floundering up, cursing.

“Bakura!”

All the yami did was laugh maliciously, ducking the life saver. “Damn Yugi!” Bakura tried to swim away, but failed. Yugi attacked him, both boys going under water.

When Yugi broke the surface, he raced towards the pool edge, getting out. “Ha!” He swung Bakura’s trunks from his hand, smiling.

Bakura swam to the edge of the pool. “Yugi! Come on!”

Yugi backed up. “I don’t think so…you’re amazingly lily white, you know that?”

The Egyptians cracked up and Bakura growled. “YUGI!”

The short teen was feeling very triumphed until he felt a water gun at his temple. “Let him go.”

Yugi frowned. “Mokuba, what the hell are you doing –HEY!”

Ryou snatched the boxers and gave them to his yami.

“Good lookin’ out Ryou.”

The boy beamed. “Thank you Yami.”

Bakura noticed the glitter, sugar sweet look in Ryou’s eyes and got worried. He didn’t want to relive his sick days where Ryou wouldn’t leave him alone and was constantly trying to feed him and take care of him.

“Um…sure Ryou…” he put his swim suit back on came dripping out of the water, grinning as Yugi dodged Mokuba’s water squirts.

Eventually they all calmed down, going to relax on pool side chairs. Bakura was puzzled however, when Mokuba followed him to his and sat down with him.

“Can I help you kid?”

“Are you going to tell Seto about today?”

“Should I?”

Mokuba wrung his hands, then looked Bakura in the face. “I’m sorry.”

“For what?” the yami reached out and took a cigarette from Marik, lighting it before he lay back. “Move kid.”

Mokuba moved, allowing Bakura to sit down. He answered. “For…being a brat.”

“No problem I deal with your type everyday! Isn’t that right Malik!” he laughed, catching the soda that was thrown at his face. “What a bitch…” He blew smoke and looked at Mokuba. “Don’t you have to go play or something?”

The yami put on his shades, opened his soda and relaxed, frowning moments later as he realized Mokuba was still there.

“Do you love Seto?”

“Eh.”

“Are and Seto going to get married?”

Nearby, Marik spit out his drink and laughed, Yugi swatting him repeatedly to get him to shut up. Bakura’s eyebrow quirked.

“En.”

Just then the door bell rand and Mokuba went off near the pool house to press the intercom.

“Hello?”

“Mokuba! Mind if we drop in, us the pool?”

The raven haired boy looked back at the group lounging by the pool. “Um…yeah, I guess it’s okay.”

“Cool! Let us in!”

Mokuba pressed the buzzer and went back over to sit with Bakura. “Hey Bakura!”

“En.”

“Will you be my friend?”

This time Malik laughed and Yugi swatted him. Bakura’s eyebrow twitched and he looked over the top of his glasses at the kid.

“Mokuba, are you on drugs?”

Now, Yugi laughed, Marik clamping his hands over the boy’s mouth to keep him quiet as they all wanted to hear the answer.

Mokuba looked at Bakura. “No. Are you?”

Now, all three of them started laughing and Bakura picked up his water gun and started spraying randomly, only stopping when he saw Yami walk out of the main house.

“Son of a bitch…”

Yami heard this from where he was and frowned. “That’s ‘Son of Ra’ to you Tomb Robber.”

Behind Yami stood his “muscle” Jou and Honda and a clueless looking Amelda who brightened up as soon as he saw Malik.

“Hey! Malik!” he waved, smiling.

The bronze boy waved back and so did Ryou. Yugi on the other hand was grumbling obscenities as Marik held him close, chin on Yugi’s shoulder.

“It’s okay Chibi. You’re with me.”

Yami and crew went over to the other side of the pool and set up, Jou plopping down his boom box and turning it on, thumping rap music (the Japanese kind) jumping through the air. Ryou sighed, covering his ears while Malik snuggled down on his chair, turning a bit to catch more sun on his thigh.

Yugi was still pouting until Marik held a bottle of suntan lotion up.

“You put any of this shit on?”

“No…” Yugi sat on the edge of the chair and Marik started to apply the white substance, Yugi giggling as it was cold.

From across the pool, Yami swore and watched his hikaris be rubbed down by Marik.

“Filthy slave…” he growled, beginning to rub down his own boyfriend. “I can’t believe Yugi’s with him…”

“So you want to be with him and not me?”

Yami blushed. “Oh no…’Melda, you know I love you…it’s just…I know Yugi can do better than that trash.”

Amelda just let Yami rub sun tan lotion on him and said nothing else. He was really sick of Yami harping on and on about Yugi and Marik. It was starting to piss him off.

Honda whipped out a motorcycle magazine and Jou chucked his jeans and t-shirt for his swim suit. The boy was dressed in thigh cut trunks that were sky blue.

“Honda. Look.”

“I’ll look in a minute.”

“You stupid fuck, I said look now!”

Honda rolled his eyes and looked at Jou. “So what? You look hot. Can I please get back to reading now.”

Jou shook his head. “I don’t even know why I fuck with you. Worthless bastard.”

Honda shook his head and leaned back, turning the page. “Whatever Jou. Just go swimming. You’ll cool off.”

“Will you put some sun tan lotion on me?”

“You’ve got hands.”

Jou lowered his eyes and stalked around the pool to the pool house. He went inside, plopped down on the couch and began watching tv.

Stupid Honda. Now I know why Otogi switched up.


An hour passed and eventually Ryou got sick of the angry stares and frowns. He stood up.

“Yugi, Malik, Mokuba, you’re with me.”

Malik sat up. “Huh?”

“Let’s go!”

Mokuba got up, he’d pulled his chair next to Bakura’s and had been trying to catch his coolness all afternoon. He shuffled after Ryou, who was heading towards the pool house. Yugi untangled himself from a dozing Marik, kissing the boy’s cheek.

“hey whoa…where you goin’…”

“Pool house. I’ll be back.”

“en…” Marik went back to sleep, turning on his stomach so his back could catch some sun.

Yugi followed Mokuba and when they arrived in the pool house they saw Ryou handing packages and packages of balloons to Jou. He looked up and smiled at Mokuba and Yugi, asking Malik to close the door as he came in last.

“Bambi, what are we going to do with all those balloons?”

A slow, malicious grin spread across Ryou’s face, followed by Jou’s laughter.

“Have some fun.”



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*Courtesy of Home Made Kazoku
*This chapter was so boring. I hope I can do better next time.
*I have to tell you guys, some jack hole of a n00b reviewed With You screaming and yelling about how they’d hurt me and how dare I touch or write about their precious Dartz. I deleted their review. There were two of them. I just want you all to know, I do not habitually do this, even when it is negative. I just, look, I frequent GaiaOnline and deal with idiots there all the time. It galls me that I found a n00b on Aff.net. If you want to know, I'm Anadalus on Gaia.
*Also, some of you guys aren’t reviewing for real anymore. You’re just like “Hi! We’re waiting for the next chapeter”. I can’t live on that! My heart’s dying! Make it swell back up! Tell me what you liked, tell me what you didn’t like! Who do you want to hear from, who do you want to see less of. I notice none of you miss Anzu! Just so you know…in my mind, she pays a Snake head to help her get to America then has to pay off her debts by becoming a Ho.