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 II a.k.a. The Way We Are

No one saw it coming, not even Bakura. He couldn’t have. He was hit in the back of the head as he walked over to bum a smoke from Marik. His back now soaked, his hair plastered to his head in an awkward way, the thief turned around, his eyes narrowed, his mouth open in unvoiced rage.

Before Yami could laugh, he was hit in the face. Honda on the forehead and poor Marik…well, his crown of spikes didn’t last as he was hit by not one, but two flying orbs of destruction.

Laughter erupted from the sculpted hedge and Ryou appeared, hefting a bright yellow water balloon so pregnant, its material, once the color of sunshine, was near transparent. Amelda just sat on his chair and let it happen. There was no recourse.

With a cry of triumph, Yugi, Jou, and Malik jumped from their cover and began pelting anyone in the vicinity with water balloons. Bakura swore, gave up on his cigarettes and went for his twin water pistols, diving and rolling.

He came up blasting.

Marik rolled off his chair, hiding beneath it, taking advantage of his cover to blast with one lone water pistol while he reached for the super soaker closest to him. He would not let this stand.

Yami swore and ran for the pool. He dove in and came out on the other side, scrambling to reach the odd arsenal of water pistols the other two yamis seemed to have. As he came over to them, both yamis froze, Bakura frowning.

“Don’t fuck up Pharaoh.” He said, tossing him a water gun.

Yami smiled and sprayed Mokuba right in the face as he paused with a green balloon. “This’ll be too easy!”

Or so he thought as Yugi hit him in the face.

“AIBOU!”

Jou had abandoned his water balloons for the hose and was spraying Honda and Amelda like there was no tomorrow. When he ran out of length, he went to go and get his balloons only to find they’d been conscripted by the other side. The blond had no choice but to abandon his hose and run for cover as he was pelted by water balloons.

“Ah! Yug! Help!”

The spike haired teen had been advancing on Marik when he heard Jou’s cry. Taking advantage of the distraction, Marik sprayed the hikaris repeatedly and smacked the balloons from his arms.

“Reach for the sky!” he said, pointing his gun at Yugi’s forehead.

Yugi willingly complied, seeing that Mokuba was creeping up with the hose. The raven haired boy put the hose in Marik’s tight trunks and ran away, Yugi behind them, their laughter filling the air.

Meanwhile, Bakura and Ryou were at a stalemate.

“I see you’re running low on water Yami. Pool’s sort of far huh?”

Bakura still held his pistols at the ready. “You’ve only got two balloons Ryou. Give it up.”

The white haired hikaris smiled viciously, then waxed…pathetic. Turning on the water works and widening his eyes, Ryou put on his best “Please no, I’m a hikaris” look ever.

Bakura faulted and in that instant was pelted, his entire side, by the balloon cavalry, a lone Egyptian in a blue eyes floaty.

The thief cursed. “Damn it Ryou!”

The hikaris threw his balloon, Bakura not flinching as they hit him square in the chest. On the other side of the pool, Yugi was making Yami give him piggy back rides.

“I beat you! I beat you!”

“Shut up Aibou…”

Yugi pressed Yami’s water gun to the back of his head. “Keep doing victory laps skinny!”

Yami sighed and continued, head down as he realized his friends were suffering similar humiliations.

Jou sat on Honda’s back, eating Pocky, his stolen water rifle balanced on his shoulder.

“Say what I want to hear.”

“I’m…sorry baby..”

“What? I COULD’T HEAR THAT OVER MY VICTORY!”

“I SAID I’M SORRY NOW GET UP JOU!”

The blond laughed and let himself be thrown off. He plopped down on a nearby chair and smiled, Yami still carrying Yugi. This was pretty nice…maybe they’ll let us come with them to Kaiba’s thing…

Across the pool, Marik and Malik scowled at each other, hair plastered to their skulls.

“You ruined my hair…”

“Shut up bitch.” Marik snatched the towel and tried to rub life back into this hair.

“I should stab you. Right in the kidney.”

“Fuck you.”

Malik got his own towel. “Fuck you too! I’m telling Ishizu!”

“Fuck you!”

“I’ll tell Rishid!”

Marik flipped him off. “You’re a big boy. Try doing it for yourself –”

Malik kicked out, tipping Marik’s chair. “I just did. Fuck you Marik. Stupid bastard!”

Near the pool house, Amelda and Mokuba dried off. “Hey Amelda…”

“What brat?”

“I won’t tell Seto you were on our property if you get me the cookies out of the kitchen. He makes our maid put them on the high shelf.”

“Fuck no. Get them yourself!”

Mokuba coughed. “I do believe there was an incident concerning some stolen property and you and Varon being near the vicinity?”

“Fuck you…let’s go…”

Mokuba smiled triumphedly and guided Amelda to the kitchen.

Yugi poked Yami’s shoulder. “I’m tired, let me down.”

Yami’s eyes bugged. “You’re tired?! DO you have any idea how much you weigh?! You’re not so light and fluffy!”

Yugi slipped down and Yami stretched. “God, Aibou, lay off the sweets –OW!”

The spike haired teen kicked him in the butt, biting his lip to stifle his giggles and Yami turned on him.

“What is your damage?!”

Yugi continued to laugh and ran away, glomping Marik from behind.

“YUGI!” the boy screamed, dropping his drink.

By now the sun was going down and everyone was getting tired. That’s when Seto Kaiba appeared in the main house doorway.

“What. The. Fuck.”

Bakura pushed his shades up and sprayed Seto in the crotch. “Peed on yerself!”

Everyone cracked up and Seto shook his head, eyes narrowed. “You’re all going to hell. Get the fuck out of my house!”

“Setoooo!” both Malik and Yugi whined, pulling at Marik possessively.

Yugi frowned at Malik and the Egyptian tightened his grip on Marik’s arm. “I’m the hikari!”

“I’m the boyfriend!”

“Hikari!”

“Boyfriend!”

“Soul mate!’

Yugi thought about it for a second then responded, “Fuck toy!”

Malik threw his hands up and walked away. “I’m calling Otogi…”

Marik laughed and held Yugi close, kissing under his chin. “You’re so hot when you’re possessive!”

“Eee!” he squeaked, kissing the boy back. “I want to ride your motorcycle!”

Marik paled for a second, the recovered. “Um, sure thing Chibi…but, please, try to stay in the right lane this time?”

Yugi nodded. “Wasn’t that fun though? We were the only ones going the right way!”

The Egyptian remembered driving into oncoming traffic and screaming like a woman. “Sure Chibi. How about we dry off and…get some food first?” Hopefully, that would make the boy forget.

“Great! I’m driving!”

Marik went limp in Yugi’s arms and the boy leaned over his boyfriend, patting his cheek. “Marik? Baby? Wake up…”

Inside, Yami collected his boyfriend, saluting to Kaiba before he left, dragging the youth away. Amelda shoved two cookies in his mouth and followed his boyfriend, waving to Kaiba.

The CEO frowned and looked down at his pants then into the face of a grinning Mokuba.

“Nice hickey Mokie. Espa come by?”

The boy’s face darkened. “I don’t like him anymore.”

“Hn.” He heard other people come in and turned around to see Jou and Honda. He frowned. “What?”

Honda spoke up. “Going on vacation this weekend?”

Seto’s frown deepened. “No you cannot house sit.”

The brunette shook his head. “We want to go too?”

Jou put his palms together. “For old times sake?”

“Eh…”

Mokuba gripped Seto’s arm. “Please? So I can have people to have fun with?”

“En…” He pulled away and left the room. Mokuba jumped up, snapping.

“That means yes!”

“Woo! Told ya Jou!” he patted the blond’s ass. “Let’s go!”

“Get some burgers huh?”

Honda nodded and put his arm around the blond, pulling their heads together. Mokuba watched them go and ate more cookies.


Outside, Ryou sat dangling his feet in the pool. Everyone had gone inside.

“Perhaps…if it were snowing…you’d love me a little more…” he played at his necklace and sighed.

I’d better get home. Akefia’s probably destroyed everything in the bathroom by now…

He went into the house and saw Bakura shuffling around with a towel around his waist.

“Need a ride?”

“No. I called the driver.”

Bakura came over and looked Ryou in the eyes. “Hey, you had fun today. Don’t let that go.”

“I miss him. A lot.”

“Yeah well…” Bakura patted the boy’s cheek. “Now you know how I feel without you. Go on home. That bad ass cat has probably torn holes in your bed sheets.”

Ryou laughed softly and started to leave, turning back. “Yami?”

“hm?”

“If…you want…I can come over and cook you dinner you know…like before.”

Bakura nodded. “Sure. Whatever.” He tossed his hand in the air nonchalantly. “I couldn’t give a damn. Malik’s a better cook, but hey, if you want to!”

Ryou walked away, cheeks pink with love. “I want to…” he whispered.

//Yeah…I know you do…// Bakura sent back, already gone from the room.

****

Pegasus sighed as he felt lips against his neck. The sunlight was suddenly blocked and when he opened his eyes, Raphael was kissing down his neck, his hands in his hair, trying to dislodge his sunglasses.

“Raphael…not outside…”

“Of course outside….they deserve to see how wonderful you are…”

The white haired man arched up, loving the contact. “I know, but my love, if we are to do this thing, don’t you think a mere pool side chair would…collapse?”

Raphael sat up. “They are right, we blonds have no brains…” He stood up, tropical shirt already unbuttoned, being toyed with by the wind. He held out his hand.

“Have I told you today how glorious you look in your swim suit?”

Pegasus smiled, taking the youth’s hand. “Hm…today? I don’t think so. Yesterday yes, right before you ripped it off and ravaged me in the pool.”

“Hm, seems to be a pattern there huh?”

The man let himself be pulled into a hungry kiss, relishing the passion of his lover. “Inside…” he breathed. “In side.”

Raphael growled a bit, laughing as he hooked a thumb in Pegasus’s Speedo. “Shall I in the hall on perhaps on the stair?”

The shadows of the manor covered them as they made their way inside, kissing madly, Pegasus, tried to escape up the stairs, his suit being pulled and him with it.

“Raphael! Can we at least try for the bedroom!?”

The boy chuckled, pulling Pegasus to him and suckling his earlobe from behind. “And miss your moans of delight as the help pass by? You’ve got to be joking…”

“You’re a pervert…you’re exploiting me!”

Raphael laughed again, swatting Pegasus’s hands away from his own. “You’re exploiting me! I’m eighteen remember! You’re the ‘dirty’ old man that lured me here…”

Pegasus braced himself against the banister, his Speedo gone. “Oh shut up…” he breathed. “You’re awful you know that…”

“Shut up…” Raphael sang, trailing kisses down the man’s shoulder and back. “When I want you to make noise, you will…”

The man laughed, looking over one shoulder. “Aren’t you the sadist?”

“You know I’ll do whatever you want…” he stood up again and leaned again Pegasus, licking his ear. “You ready?”

“I –RAPHAEL!” he shouted.


Outside, a groundskeeper shook his head as he walked by an entrance and heard the heated cries of “OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD YES YES!”

“Master Pegasus is at it again…”

****

Malik sat on Otogi’s bed, legs crossed, staring at his hands, his knuckles, his nails respectively. His boyfriend moved about the room, taking off his work clothes and talking about something. Mostly nothing reached Malik’s ears until he felt lips against his ear.

“I got this for you…” Otogi held up a thing gold chain. “I saw it and knew it was for you…”

Malik looked at it and into Otogi’s eyes. “And so? You give it to me…and we fuck. Is that it?”

The boy sat down. “Well…I thought we could have sex, yeah. What’s wrong with that?”

“Only that you bitch and complain about how self centered and bitchy I am, how spoiled I am, how I’m not some prince and then you do this and you always want to fuck. You never call, we never talk. I come over, we screw. I get a gift, we screw.” Malik waved the gift away and stood up. “This is ridiculous. I feel…I feel used or something.”

Otogi just stared at Malik. “What are you saying? Are you going to leave me?”

Malik shrugged and looked out of the window. “You treat me well, but you don’t treat me very well. I want to spend time with you. I fight Yugi for my own yami because no one else gives me attention like he does, like you do. Or used to anyway. I can’t even get Amelda to flirt anymore…Yami’s got him on a leash that’s connected to his dick.”

“Are you saying you want to fuck other guys?”

“No. I want to fuck you. I want to make love to you. But you don’t want to anymore.”

Otogi stood up and walked over to where the boy was. “Malik, please, I run a whole company essentially by myself! It’s not like with Kaiba! Not only do I do all the admin shit, I sit at the fuckin’ counter just like Yugi does!”

Malik nodded. “I know, I know…I want more of you. That’s all.”

The raven haired boy closed his eyes and hugged Malik around the waist and leaned against him. “Well…I do love you.”

“Oh course. Who doesn’t want a Malik doll?”

The Dice King laughed. “How about…you come with me from now on?”

“What’s that mean?”

“You can be my lowly grunt and I can be the boss.”

Malik chuckled darkly, fingering the collar that graced his lover’s neck and had graced it since White Day. “I think you know how that actually works don’t you?”

He felt Otogi grow instantly hard and tugged at the tiny dice icon he had hanging on it. “Who’s my Baby?”

“I am…” he breathed, moving against the Egyptian. “Mal –Master.”

“You’re humping me like a dog. I thought I broke my slave of his bad habits?”

Otogi ran his hands all over Malik’s body. “I don’t wanna play today, please? I need you…”

“Filthy slave…” he muttered, being pulled towards the bed. “I suppose…”

Moments later, Malik wasn’t muttering anything as he was screaming “Ra, fuck me Ra” at the top of his lungs, the bed knocking outrageously against the wall.

****

Ryou blinked, rubbing soap from his eyes as Akefia escaped yet again. Sighing, he got up and followed the drip patterns.

The soaking wet kitten was hiding under the couch, looking demonic. It gave a hiss and reached forward, about to claw.

“Hey!” Ryou frowned. “Don’t even think about it! If I can deal with Marik and Bakura, you’re no problem!”

He reached in and retrieved the cat, soothing the scared mewls as the door rang. He bundled the kitten in a fluffy towel, its eyes peeking out.

“You’re so awful for no other reason that you’re scared…” He shook his head and opened the door, crooning to the cat. “You’re just like Bakura, yesh you are!”

“…Ryou?”

The white haired boy looked up. Dartz was standing there, his cheek looking a little red. He noticed Ryou staring and put his hand over it.

“My…my secretary got angry…at me…she said she’d burn all the files if…I didn’t stop working and see you.”

Ryou blushed crimson and looked down at his kitten, smiling. “It’s okay…you can go back to work.”

“Never…if I could help it. I’ve felt really crappy these three weeks…” Dartz held out a package and Ryou took it with one hand, setting the towel and kitten down. “What is it?”

It was in brown packaging paper and tied with string. Ryou carefully pulled it apart and smiled when he saw a pastel green envelope pillowed on a soft black material. He read the front of the letter. It said: “For You” in English.

“Trying to woo me again?”

Dartz blushed and rubbed the back of his head. Ryou held up the black material. It had two wide green eyes on the front with black slits down the middle and two triangles of black on the top.

“You bought me a hat?”

The boy nodded, watching Ryou put it on.

“Meow!” Ryou giggled and Dartz gave a tentative smile.

“Dearest…I’m –”

Ryou put his finger to Dartz’s lips and led him inside, closing the door behind them.



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*Courtesy of Home Made Kazoku
*This chapter was a lot better! I’ll tell you, I’ve had a Neko fic nudging at my brain, however, I think one of you…wicabeth, has a fic like that already. I’ll wait until her story is complete, so I don’t steal her thunder!
*Who could Mokuba fall for? I was thinking Jou too…but I don’t want Honda beating up on children. What about…Ryuzaki? Or…um…Mako!? They are going to the sea after all! LOL!
*Dig Raph and Peg-chan! Who knew the younger man was in charge! WOOOO! Real, longer lemons later, I know ya’ll were like “nooooooo!!!!!”
*Review! Love ya’ll all! Schwarzwald