Message in A Bottle

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

a/n: Starting next chapter, this fic's rating will be changed to R. Thanks to all my lovely and handsome reviewers!!!

You might call me a fool after you read this chappie...I mean what kind of idiot would write something as stupid as this???WaH!!! ME!!! I've ruined Ryou and Malik's love life with lots of fluff!!! Damn me!!! How could I make Ryou forgive Malik so easily after the idiot nearly ra--

OOOPS. Read on to find out!

Chapter 6: Malik's Mistake and Yami Marik's Bad Idea

Ryou sat by his window, sighing softly as soft snow fell from the sky. In just a few more weeks, Christmas would be coming...and again, he would be spending it all alone. His father had called just last night to tell him he wouldn't be able to come home until after New Year because he was severely injured. Whatever bit of family time Ryou was hoping for went down the drain as soon as he got the word. He wished his mother and Amane were still alive.

/ Well, at least I still have Yuugi and the others to spend Christmas with.../ Ryou thought, then a small blush crept on his face. /And Malik.../

Ryou stood up and made his way to the kitchen to make himself a cup of hot chocolate. Ever since Winter Vacation had begun, he and Malik had been spending lots of time together. Malik had made it a routine to visit him every weekend afternoon and stay the night. They would sleep on the same bed, arms wrapped tight around each other to cast out the cold winter air. But that was the farthest their 'relationship' went. They were friends, and Ryou made sure Malik remembered that. Everytime Malik tried to make advances on him, Ryou would reprimand him and push him gently but firmly away. It wasn't that Ryou was never tempted to succumb to Malik's 'intimate' tendencies...he just didn't want to be another 'toy' for Malik. He wanted whatever they had or will have to be something different. Malik messed around with lots of people, and he didn't want to be one of them.

Ryou took a sip from his hot chocolate. As soon as he did, the doorbell rang. He glanced at the door absent-mindedly for a few seconds before finally getting up to open it.

His eyes met with his Egyptian friend's lavender orbs and they stood staring at each other for a while. Finally, Malik brought his his gaze and his lips broke into a smile.

"Hey." he greeted softly. His tanned face was sort of red probably because of the cold weather. He stood just outside the door, wearing a purple sweater and tight blaeatheather pants, a backpack slung over one shoulder.

Ryou smiled at how pretty Malik looked. "You want to come in?"

"I thought you'd never ask." Malik grinned, his words trembled as his teeth chattered. He hurriedly pushed pass Ryou, heading towards the fireplace to warm his nearly frozen skin.

Ryou laughed as he closed the door and followed Malik into the living room. "Are you cold?"

"Only a lot." Malik replied sarcastically, not bothering to face his friend. He kept his hands extended to the fire in a failed attempt to get warm.

Ryou picked up the blanket he had lying on the couch as he walked slowly over to Malik. "Do you want me to help keep you warm?"

Malik looked up at him, his eyes wide, attempting an innocent look. "Yes, please."

Ryou laughed yet again, as he wrapped the thick blanket around Malik's body. He sat behind the Egyptian boy and let Malik settle himself comfortably between his legs. He wrapped his arms around Malik and closed his eyes, feeling the other boy lean in to his embrace.

"Ryou, you feel soooo soooooft." Malik said in a sing-song voice. Then he snorted and laughed out loud.

Ryou laughed with him, his face bright red, drawing circles with his finger on Malik's bronze shoulders. "Soft, huh? What about you?"

"I'm smooth." Malik murmured with his eyes closed. He loved the feeling of Ryou's body against him...so soft and warm and beautiful...

"What are you doing here anyway?" Ryou's voice floated gently. "I though you had a date with Louisa?--or was it Jane?--"

Malik rolled his eyes. "No and no. It was supposed to be with Aries...but I missed you and decided to come here instead..."

Ryou poked him playfully. "Missed me? Or did your darling date ditch you?"

"You wish." Malik made a sudden move of getting off Ryou and in a quick flash, he had the smaller boy pinned under him. "No one can resist me."

"Rather vain, aren't we?" Ryou retorted, before realizing that their faces were inches apart. He turned red at the feeling of Malik's hot breath against his face. "Umm...Ma---"

"Quiet." Malik cut in, pressing a tanned finger against the other boy's lips. He narrowed his eyes, studying the pale face in front of him and smiling seductively at the same time. "You're beautiful, Ryou."

Ryou felt his pale cheeks colour so he turned away and tried not to look into Malik's eyes. "So are you."

Malik laughed slightly, gently forcing Ryou to face him. He bent down and softly kissed the other hikari's lips. "I love you so much."

Ryou's eyes widened for a moment, then he chuckled, pushing Malik playfully away. "Me and more than half of the planet's population!"

Malik smirked, pulling Ryou up by the wrist to a sitting position. "That's a lie and you know it."

"You're calling ME a liar?" Ryou grabbed a pillow and threw it to his friend, hitting the Egyptian square in the face.

"RYOU!" Malik's face was very red as he removed the pillow from his face. He made a grab for his friend.

"I'm sorry!" Ryou declared, edging from Malik's grasp while laughing his head off. He hurriedly stood up and tried to run, but Malik grabbed his ankle and pulled him down. His face hit the floor hard. "OOOOWWWWWW....."

It was Malik's turn to laugh at the sight of Ryou squirming on the floor. "You deserved that for being such an insensitive jerk!"

"Wha---" Ryou pouted, as he rubbed his bruised nose. "Why you!"

Malik crossed his arms over his chest and madsmugsmug expression. "Dare you deny it, Ryou-kun?"

"Of course!" Ryou crawled over to Malik and glared at him.am sam so not an insensitive jerk! I thought that was supposed to be you?"

"Oh?" Malik smirked as he pulled Ryou's head towards him, cupping the fair face in his brown hands. "Kiss me, beautiful?"

"What are you---?"

Malik leaned forward and took advantage of Ryou's open mouth, slipping his long pink tongue inside. Ryou gave a slight gasp, completely startled at the wet contact.

"Malik---" Ryou whimpered, trying to break free. ''We're FRIENDS...we musn't KISS...musn't..."

"Don't fight it, Ryou." Malik whispered in reply, pulling the other boy even closer to him, placing light kisses against his neck. "You know you want this."

"But---"

"Shut up." Malik crushed their lips once again, making Ryou moan and clutch tight the blanket wrapped around the two.

Malik smirked at his success...he coueel eel Ryou beginning to respond...his tongue becoming more dominant each second. He pushed his own tongue deeper in, licking every single part of Ryou's mouth. He missed kissing his l sol so much...touching him...

He pinned Ryou to the ground and let his hands travel all over the smaller boy's body. Slowly...proffesionally lusting...

"S-stop..." Ryou gasped weakly, when he felt Malik's hand begin to unbutton his pants. "M-Malik-- this is wrong---"

"No. I'm sick and tired of you feigning not to want me! Admit it! You want me too!" Malik hissed. He pressed one hand against Ryou's abd and and used the other to pull the boy's pants down. Ryou screamed when he felt his crotch meet with the cold air...and Malik's cold lips.

"Malik!" Ryou pushed the Egyptian fiercely away, tears gathering at the corner of his eyes. "Stop!" /I shouldn't but...how can I stop from falling in love with you???/

Malik stumbled at the sudden movement, landing on his butt on the floor. His head was down, and he blinked repeatedly, not daring to look Ryou in the eye. What the hell had he tried to do? Did he really think of---?

Ryou's hugged his knees to his chest and began weeping softly. "Malik---I'm sorry...."

Malik's head snapped up, his lavender eyes glaring at Ryou. "You idiot! Why in hell are you apologizing to me!?!"

Ryou looked up at him...his tear-streaked face making him look even more beautiful. "I don't know."

Then there was that silence. Not a horrible, awkward sort of silence....but more of a peaceful one.

After some time, Malik reached out and took Ryou's hand (who gave it reluctantly), kissing the tender fingers gently. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done what I---nearly---did..."

Ryou stared at him for a moment, then he wiped his tears with the back of his hand and tried to smile.

"I'll leave now i-if you want---" Malik went on. "I know you wouldn't want---"

"No." Ryou interuppted, his hand grasping Malik's. "It's alright. I mean, I want you to stay...it will be very cold tonight..."

"But---"

Ryou threw his arms around Malik's neck, burying hlushlushing face against Malik's shoulder. "I love you, Malik. But I don't want to sleep with you just because we both want it! It isn't right...when your heart...doesn't belong only to me..."

"Ryou..." Malik began, wrapping his arms around the other hikari. "I'm getting sick of this scene... Ryo Ryou stared blankly at him.

"This whole thing is TOO sweet, don't you think?" Malik explained, a sheepish expression on his face. "Let's stop fighting and making up...the fluff is killing me..."

Ryou blinked.

"I MEAN, aren't you tired of this? "

Ryou tilted his head to the side, confusion obviously taking the better of him.

Malik sighed. Ryou can be so dense sometimes. "What I'm saying is, Ryou, baby...let's end this right now---"

"End what?"

"All tointointless fighting, making up, staying friends, fighting, making up, staying friends, fighting, making up, staying friends, fighting, making up, staying friends, fighting, making up, staying friends, fighting, making up, staying friends, fighting, making up, staying---"

"Alright already, stop! I get it!" Ryou pouted, holding his hands up to his ears. "Just ask me plain and simply!"

Malik grinned. He took both Ryou's hands and held it in his. "Ryou, let's be lovers?"

Ryou pretended to think about it, tapping a finger on his chin, one eye closed. "You promise not to pressure me to---err----do "things"---- until I'm ready?"

Malik laughed, lightly pinching Ryou's nose. "Promise."

"And I'm the ONLY ONE, right?"

"Uhuh."

"Swear it on Ra's name."

"How about a little trust here?"

"Say it."

"Relationships are always built on trust!"

"I'll trust you if you say it." Ryou grinned. "Come on, Malik. How hard can it be to say 'Ryou, the sweetest and cutest and smartest and---"

"Okay! Okay!" Malik clamped a hand on Ryou's mouth, smirking. "I love you, Ryou. ONLY you."

*****

Yami Marik growled inaudibly in the deepest recessess of Malik's mind. He hated the stupidity of his hikari. /Why didn't he just rape the kid? I COULD'VE taken over! It's not everyday just anybody can get near Bakura's body..../

He glanced at his slim brown hands, remembering what it had felt like touching the toobbeobber back in their *ahem* little shower scene. It's too bad he lost the stupid bet...and it's all that stupid Malik's fault...

/Heh./ Marik laughed softly. /I always get what I want. It's such a pity that bastard of a pharaoh thinks he can keep me coop up in my damn hikari's mind for such a long time.../

Marik glanced around Malik's mind...looking for a hole...an exit. A bit of anger, a little longing... he found one. His fool of a hikari can never escape the darkness and wit within his heart.

And that's JUST the thing Yami Marik needed to break the spell. He CAN get out.

He smirked, running his hand through his beautiful sand-colored hair, thoughts about a certain notorious thief residing inside a certain beautiful boy's body seducing the life out of him. If he can't take the strong one...he'll settle for the weak. It's still the same host anyway, no matter what.

/Let's see now...tomb robber...how far are you going to go to protect your hikari?/

*****

A/N: There! My crazy idioticness( is that a word?) is over for this chappie! Wonder what nice little Yami Marik is up to? Well, one of my darling reviewers guessed it correctly. Geez...and I was hoping to be unpredictable... Nah...actually I was doing some foreshadowing last chapter and in this chappie! Until next time! REVIEW!!! aND REMEMBER THIS STORY WILL BE 'R' STARTING NEXT CHAPPIE!!! (nope...no lemon(sorry)>>>lime, though and geez, when will I write that Yami Bakura/Yami Marik thing? Soon...REAL soon... ^_~)

Next Chapter: How far will Yami Bakura go to save his hikari's innocence from Yami Marik? Wait...will he even give a damn?