Why you shouldn't drop soap in prison
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
14
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3,840
Reviews:
97
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
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I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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amy_dangles: sorry for updating late… here.. have a wild horny shonen *hands him to you* I hope that makes up for it…
Lt.Shen: thank you very much, it means a lot to me… I hope you enjoy the rest of the fiction, oh, and thank you for reviewing… have a plushy *hands you your favorite shonen plushy*
Elle-Fate2x1: well wait no longer…
i think some times it wont paste... some thing that has to do with the review replys.. so im goign to move some to the bottem of the page for this chappy... sorry
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(Ryou)
I love him so much, every thing will go as planed. I close my eyes. So near to Bakura so far… the darkness holds me in cold silence. Tomorrow Malik and Marik will help me out, they said to meet them in the back of the kitchen at lunch. I wonder why…
I slowly let my self drift…
Bakura…
…
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I wake up the next morning, once again Bakura’s not there, lately he’s been having the guard let him out early. I sit up careful not to bump my head and the cold steel frame of the bed. The call to get up sounds and the door opens so I can be herded out like a cow or some thing.
I walk to the kitchen no one seems to notice. It’s kind of dark in here, there are a few pots on a dark stove, and shelves on shelves of food. I walk farther to the back and here some thing.
Slowly I walk towards the sound and blush ferociously when I find out what it is.
Malik is on the ground, Marik runs his hands through Malik’s hair as he kisses Malik viciously. Malik lets out a little whimper as Marik moves his attention down to the smaller boys chest sucking the nub on Malik’s chest and stroking Malik’s more prominent looking need.
I gasp and fall to the floor. Marik runs his slender fingers up and down Malik’s arousal, rubbing his thumb lightly over Malik’s tip. Malik gives a little moan and thrusts up into Marik’s hands.
Marik just snickers and licked the sweat off of Malik’s face, kissing into the sweat soaked hair clinging to Malik’s head.
I felt my self being turned on by all this, my hand went down to my groin to relive some of the stress that was building up from watching the two Egyptian boys. I stroked my self as I watched Marik slide into Malik. Malik gave a little grunt as he adjusted him self.
Marik started kneading Malik’s hips as he thrust in and out rapidly. Malik bucked his hips up as Marik drove in to him, pushing down on the ground in an effort to have Marik deeper inside of him.
They were both panting, then I heard growl and Marik release in to his uki. I couldn’t stand it.. I was breathing heavy and pulling myself harder. Quickly I got up to leave and tripped.
No…
A pot falls to the ground with a loud clank.
I start running, I look back to see if I’m being followed. Ahhh! I look forward and I see Marik standing in front of me, his hands on his hips, casting an amused shadow on me.
I skid in an effort not to bump in to him and end up falling backwards landing on my butt. I shuffle backwards trying to create some distance between me and the smirking Egyptian boy.
Fuck…
I bump in to something, looking up slowly I see Malik grinning down at me. The light above me shone its pale yellow beam down on me. Marik approaches me; I feel Malik’s hands on my shoulders keeping me in place. I saw his grinning face near my shoulder as he kept in place, kneeling down beside me.
Marik walks up to me…he’s still smirking, his little fanged smile scareing me.
“I see we have an audience member, Malik…” Marik says glaring at me.
The hands on my shoulder dig in to my skin. “Did you like our little show Ryou?” Malik purrs in to my ear.
“I think he did” Marik says kneeling down and putting a hand on my pants.
I hiss in pleasure, his touch feels good, especially after I watched him with Malik. Marik wraps his hand around my need and starts jerking me off. I spread my legs a little further apart. My pants are becoming too restricting; I feel Malik’s hands slip around my chest his hands slipping his hands into my shirt, catching the nubs on my chest between his fingers.
Marik pushed my clothes off me. I lay sprawled out on the cold cement ground. Marik was grinning from ear to ear when he snaked his tongue out and licked the tip of my now rock hard arousal. I gasped, the hair falling into my face. Marik messaged my inner thigh. He then suddenly took my item in to his mouth, that warm hot cavern. His tongue rubbing against my length.
I clawed my fingers on the ground in an effort to clutch on to some thing. Running his hands on the base of my point he sucked harder, it was getting hard to concentrate on breathing, I felt the blood in my head running down to my loins. I released into Marik’s almost falling back if it hadn’t been for Malik’s arms around me, still playing on my chest.
I saw Marik smile and swallow all of it, deep throating me in the process. He removed his mouth from around me, leaving a kiss on my tip as if rewarding it for a good try.
He got up and grabbed him self some cans of beer hiding behind the vegetable cans. Malik just hugged me to him self, only removing one hand from me to catch the beer Marik threw him.
Taking a long drink he sighed and walked off, coming back dressed. He threw Malik his clothes. Malik made sure I wouldn’t fall over as he put his own clothes on.
Sitting down next to Malik, Marik crossed his legs, the half empty can in his hand. I shakily put my own clothes on. My hand refusing to be steady enough to complete my wishes.
“So… as fun as it would have been to continue…” Marik said grinning, “We do have business to get too” he finished.
I nodded, still trying to focus.
“So….so…so…uh…h-how do you…um...purpose...we…get me and Bakura b-back together?” I asked.
“Bakura and I” Malik corrected me.
“Right” I said, not really paying attention.
“Well…we’re going to handle that, you just follow the directions we give yMariMarik said as he finished off his beer.
“Um… I hate to be a nag, but every time you drink a beer you lose 100 brain cells” I said as I watched Marik crush the can in his hands. I flinched as Marik drew near me.
I felt his hand petting my head. “When I care, I’ll call you. It’s hard not to have one or two when you’re stuck in this rat trap” Marik said as he threw the can over his shoulder.
I thought it best not to argue with some one who had probably killed people for less.
“Well Bakura will be in here soon along with some other people for are daily meeting. You hide behind that shelf over there, and when we’re done, we’ll go into the first stage of our plan” Malik said pointing to a little well hidden crevice.
I crawled in, and none to soon as some one else walked in. It looked like Jou’s dad. He waved a little and sat down. A few other people I didn’t know walked in. I gasped as I saw ‘Mike the murder’ walked in he waved friendlily to Malik and Marik. The dude was supposed to be a total nut job. It was even more amazing when ‘Chad the chopper’ walked in. He smiled at the two egyptain boys. Wow… I didn’t know psychotic felons were so friendly in their spare time.
Lastly Bakura walked in, he looked sad. I hadn’t seen him sad. All that time he’d been with me he’d been cold looking and unemotional.
Bakura sat down without looking up. Chad put a hand on Bakura’s back comfortingly. Bakura just gave a little sniffle.
“We know you feel sad man. Hey if it would help, do you want us to mess up the little punk who did this to you? We’ll teach him not to mess with our buddy. Just give the word Bakura, and Mike, Sam, Nathaniel, and I will teach the little dirk a lesson” Chad said.
I started trembling.
“Hey Chad” Malik said.
“What?” Chad asked.
“Chad up” Malik giggled…I didn’t get it… oh wait... that sounded like shut up… I’m an idiot… you know I could never catch on to jokes like that… I would always start laughing on the way home and every one would stare.
Chad just rolled his eyes, “Get serious”
“I miss him, I miss him so much. It’s my fault; I shouldn’t have pushed him into a wall like that. It’s my entire fault! If maybe I had told him ahead of time. What was I thinking; I should have known he was still scared of me from when I first took him. I’m such an idiot, now he thinks I hate him and he probably hates me and I’m never going to be with him again, getting the death sentence would be better then this.” Bakura whimpered.
Wow… didn’t know that Bakura thought just like I did, let alone cry about some one. I wanted to walk over to my Bakura and hug him. And I probably would have if a bunch of serial killers, murders, and nut cases were sitting around him offering to beat the shit out of me till not even my shadow would recognize me.
There conversation went on about different things, but Bakura hardly spoke a word that didn’t have to do with how much of an idiot he was for doing what he did to me.
A while later they all left, Chad and Mike helped Bakura leave he was so out of it. Malik and Marik waited a few minuets before waving for me to come out. I crawled out towards them a little dusty.
“See, you guys even cry just like each other” Malik laughed.
I just blushed.
“Now, no matter what you do, don’t go up to Bakura with what you saw. He’ll never forgive you. And I suggest that you stay away from Chad and Mike they wouldn’t think twice about beating the crap out of you for making Bakura sad” Marik said as he held Malik on his lap.
I nodded; I didn’t need a warning to stay away from Chad or Mike.
“Now, we have an idea for getting you two back together and busting free of jail. Do you know how to sing?” Malik asked.
I nodded.
Big Mistake…
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Hehehe… can any one guess what’s going to happen? Thanks for reviewing and thanks to the readers for reading!
EgyptianGoddess: yes we’re going to se some sexy egyptian play time…Mwahahahaha! *cough, cough* hm… foursome? I’ll see if I can put it in there if I have to cut open a space for it… sorry for updating late…
crazieanimefan1: *ghost buster music* Bakura!
Bakura: shit!
Authoress: get back to prison and stop haunting crazianimefan1’s hall ways! *turns to crazieanimefan1* Sounds good for a fic.. that so works… you have great ideas … sorry about Bakura he can’t stay in one fic for long before bothering the reviewers *drags Bakura out, pulling his ear*
trivia-game: yeps… baku-kun will probably be a little more then confused
(helps beat Yami with a spork) stupid mean yami….hmf…
Me => > < baka Bakura fan girl
Lt.Shen: thank you very much, it means a lot to me… I hope you enjoy the rest of the fiction, oh, and thank you for reviewing… have a plushy *hands you your favorite shonen plushy*
Elle-Fate2x1: well wait no longer…
i think some times it wont paste... some thing that has to do with the review replys.. so im goign to move some to the bottem of the page for this chappy... sorry
Lets lock and load for more great fiction fun….
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(Ryou)
I love him so much, every thing will go as planed. I close my eyes. So near to Bakura so far… the darkness holds me in cold silence. Tomorrow Malik and Marik will help me out, they said to meet them in the back of the kitchen at lunch. I wonder why…
I slowly let my self drift…
Bakura…
…
…
I wake up the next morning, once again Bakura’s not there, lately he’s been having the guard let him out early. I sit up careful not to bump my head and the cold steel frame of the bed. The call to get up sounds and the door opens so I can be herded out like a cow or some thing.
I walk to the kitchen no one seems to notice. It’s kind of dark in here, there are a few pots on a dark stove, and shelves on shelves of food. I walk farther to the back and here some thing.
Slowly I walk towards the sound and blush ferociously when I find out what it is.
Malik is on the ground, Marik runs his hands through Malik’s hair as he kisses Malik viciously. Malik lets out a little whimper as Marik moves his attention down to the smaller boys chest sucking the nub on Malik’s chest and stroking Malik’s more prominent looking need.
I gasp and fall to the floor. Marik runs his slender fingers up and down Malik’s arousal, rubbing his thumb lightly over Malik’s tip. Malik gives a little moan and thrusts up into Marik’s hands.
Marik just snickers and licked the sweat off of Malik’s face, kissing into the sweat soaked hair clinging to Malik’s head.
I felt my self being turned on by all this, my hand went down to my groin to relive some of the stress that was building up from watching the two Egyptian boys. I stroked my self as I watched Marik slide into Malik. Malik gave a little grunt as he adjusted him self.
Marik started kneading Malik’s hips as he thrust in and out rapidly. Malik bucked his hips up as Marik drove in to him, pushing down on the ground in an effort to have Marik deeper inside of him.
They were both panting, then I heard growl and Marik release in to his uki. I couldn’t stand it.. I was breathing heavy and pulling myself harder. Quickly I got up to leave and tripped.
No…
A pot falls to the ground with a loud clank.
I start running, I look back to see if I’m being followed. Ahhh! I look forward and I see Marik standing in front of me, his hands on his hips, casting an amused shadow on me.
I skid in an effort not to bump in to him and end up falling backwards landing on my butt. I shuffle backwards trying to create some distance between me and the smirking Egyptian boy.
Fuck…
I bump in to something, looking up slowly I see Malik grinning down at me. The light above me shone its pale yellow beam down on me. Marik approaches me; I feel Malik’s hands on my shoulders keeping me in place. I saw his grinning face near my shoulder as he kept in place, kneeling down beside me.
Marik walks up to me…he’s still smirking, his little fanged smile scareing me.
“I see we have an audience member, Malik…” Marik says glaring at me.
The hands on my shoulder dig in to my skin. “Did you like our little show Ryou?” Malik purrs in to my ear.
“I think he did” Marik says kneeling down and putting a hand on my pants.
I hiss in pleasure, his touch feels good, especially after I watched him with Malik. Marik wraps his hand around my need and starts jerking me off. I spread my legs a little further apart. My pants are becoming too restricting; I feel Malik’s hands slip around my chest his hands slipping his hands into my shirt, catching the nubs on my chest between his fingers.
Marik pushed my clothes off me. I lay sprawled out on the cold cement ground. Marik was grinning from ear to ear when he snaked his tongue out and licked the tip of my now rock hard arousal. I gasped, the hair falling into my face. Marik messaged my inner thigh. He then suddenly took my item in to his mouth, that warm hot cavern. His tongue rubbing against my length.
I clawed my fingers on the ground in an effort to clutch on to some thing. Running his hands on the base of my point he sucked harder, it was getting hard to concentrate on breathing, I felt the blood in my head running down to my loins. I released into Marik’s almost falling back if it hadn’t been for Malik’s arms around me, still playing on my chest.
I saw Marik smile and swallow all of it, deep throating me in the process. He removed his mouth from around me, leaving a kiss on my tip as if rewarding it for a good try.
He got up and grabbed him self some cans of beer hiding behind the vegetable cans. Malik just hugged me to him self, only removing one hand from me to catch the beer Marik threw him.
Taking a long drink he sighed and walked off, coming back dressed. He threw Malik his clothes. Malik made sure I wouldn’t fall over as he put his own clothes on.
Sitting down next to Malik, Marik crossed his legs, the half empty can in his hand. I shakily put my own clothes on. My hand refusing to be steady enough to complete my wishes.
“So… as fun as it would have been to continue…” Marik said grinning, “We do have business to get too” he finished.
I nodded, still trying to focus.
“So….so…so…uh…h-how do you…um...purpose...we…get me and Bakura b-back together?” I asked.
“Bakura and I” Malik corrected me.
“Right” I said, not really paying attention.
“Well…we’re going to handle that, you just follow the directions we give yMariMarik said as he finished off his beer.
“Um… I hate to be a nag, but every time you drink a beer you lose 100 brain cells” I said as I watched Marik crush the can in his hands. I flinched as Marik drew near me.
I felt his hand petting my head. “When I care, I’ll call you. It’s hard not to have one or two when you’re stuck in this rat trap” Marik said as he threw the can over his shoulder.
I thought it best not to argue with some one who had probably killed people for less.
“Well Bakura will be in here soon along with some other people for are daily meeting. You hide behind that shelf over there, and when we’re done, we’ll go into the first stage of our plan” Malik said pointing to a little well hidden crevice.
I crawled in, and none to soon as some one else walked in. It looked like Jou’s dad. He waved a little and sat down. A few other people I didn’t know walked in. I gasped as I saw ‘Mike the murder’ walked in he waved friendlily to Malik and Marik. The dude was supposed to be a total nut job. It was even more amazing when ‘Chad the chopper’ walked in. He smiled at the two egyptain boys. Wow… I didn’t know psychotic felons were so friendly in their spare time.
Lastly Bakura walked in, he looked sad. I hadn’t seen him sad. All that time he’d been with me he’d been cold looking and unemotional.
Bakura sat down without looking up. Chad put a hand on Bakura’s back comfortingly. Bakura just gave a little sniffle.
“We know you feel sad man. Hey if it would help, do you want us to mess up the little punk who did this to you? We’ll teach him not to mess with our buddy. Just give the word Bakura, and Mike, Sam, Nathaniel, and I will teach the little dirk a lesson” Chad said.
I started trembling.
“Hey Chad” Malik said.
“What?” Chad asked.
“Chad up” Malik giggled…I didn’t get it… oh wait... that sounded like shut up… I’m an idiot… you know I could never catch on to jokes like that… I would always start laughing on the way home and every one would stare.
Chad just rolled his eyes, “Get serious”
“I miss him, I miss him so much. It’s my fault; I shouldn’t have pushed him into a wall like that. It’s my entire fault! If maybe I had told him ahead of time. What was I thinking; I should have known he was still scared of me from when I first took him. I’m such an idiot, now he thinks I hate him and he probably hates me and I’m never going to be with him again, getting the death sentence would be better then this.” Bakura whimpered.
Wow… didn’t know that Bakura thought just like I did, let alone cry about some one. I wanted to walk over to my Bakura and hug him. And I probably would have if a bunch of serial killers, murders, and nut cases were sitting around him offering to beat the shit out of me till not even my shadow would recognize me.
There conversation went on about different things, but Bakura hardly spoke a word that didn’t have to do with how much of an idiot he was for doing what he did to me.
A while later they all left, Chad and Mike helped Bakura leave he was so out of it. Malik and Marik waited a few minuets before waving for me to come out. I crawled out towards them a little dusty.
“See, you guys even cry just like each other” Malik laughed.
I just blushed.
“Now, no matter what you do, don’t go up to Bakura with what you saw. He’ll never forgive you. And I suggest that you stay away from Chad and Mike they wouldn’t think twice about beating the crap out of you for making Bakura sad” Marik said as he held Malik on his lap.
I nodded; I didn’t need a warning to stay away from Chad or Mike.
“Now, we have an idea for getting you two back together and busting free of jail. Do you know how to sing?” Malik asked.
I nodded.
Big Mistake…
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Hehehe… can any one guess what’s going to happen? Thanks for reviewing and thanks to the readers for reading!
EgyptianGoddess: yes we’re going to se some sexy egyptian play time…Mwahahahaha! *cough, cough* hm… foursome? I’ll see if I can put it in there if I have to cut open a space for it… sorry for updating late…
crazieanimefan1: *ghost buster music* Bakura!
Bakura: shit!
Authoress: get back to prison and stop haunting crazianimefan1’s hall ways! *turns to crazieanimefan1* Sounds good for a fic.. that so works… you have great ideas … sorry about Bakura he can’t stay in one fic for long before bothering the reviewers *drags Bakura out, pulling his ear*
trivia-game: yeps… baku-kun will probably be a little more then confused
(helps beat Yami with a spork) stupid mean yami….hmf…
Me => > < baka Bakura fan girl