The fall of icarus

NO LEMON IN THIS CHAPPIE..
SHOUENEN-AI, YES.
 
Randalberzerke lov love your stuff!!!  Your stories are really great and
I’m always excited when you update.  Give yourself credit.  You are a
great writer.
Liz: Servant yamis is done, but do you want a honeymoon scene?
Caro: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeere’s daddy!
Moonnymph: It would be cute to see that.  I think I’m going to wait
until after his dad finds out. This way he will bodily separate them.
Blue-kool Aid: Glad you like it!  Here’s the new chappie!
Eternalangst: I update regularly, daily actually.  I do my best. 
Thankies.
VMR: I can’t wait until daddy finds them.  0_0
Ssgoddeschico: I thought the carnival scene was great,too.
Friedraygon97: Glad you like so far! 
Warning: More Millenium Rod Jokes. By
the way, Marik is the yami, Malik is the non-yami.   I know in
Servant Yamis this is reversed, but I wasn't certain who was who until
recently. 
               

Bakura woke up and found Ryou gone from the bed.  Bakura put his robe on
and found his ring on the father's dresser.  Downstairs, he found Ryou
munching more on the chocolates.
"You didn't get enough sweets last night?" Bakura asked putting on hand on
Ryou's shoulder.  Ryou kissed the hand and wiped it clean with his
hand.  Ryou was already dressed complete with the ring on his hand. 
"How are you feeling this morning?  Little better?"  Bakura poured
himself a glass of milk and joined Ryou at the table. 
The hikari smiled at him and stole another candy.  "Yeah. 
You?"
Bakura went to the medicine cabinet and took two pills.  "My head still
kinda hurts, but I'll be fine."
"What are your plans today?"
[I have to get to that pet shop for that creature Ryou wanted.]  "I have
to go to Marik's today.  Malik won't be there and he wants to chat."
"Oh dear.  Anything wrong with him?"
"Ummm……private yami stuff, Ryou.  You wouldn't beereserested."
Ryou always gave Bakura enough personal space.  Bakura enjoyed spending
time with the other yami.  Married life was a compromise and both had
adjusted very well.  They would go to the arcade with Joey and Tristan and
watch him lose tons of money at those crane machines.  Joey never seemed to
win.  The highlight of one of his days was finding a Time Wizard watch that
kept the time.  Tristan joked that it would make certain Joey wouldn't be
late for again for school.  Malik, Marik, Ryou, and Bakura would go out
miniature golfing and to the movies.  Ryou and Malik were playful and had a
certain spark of life that attracted the yamis.  Neither Marik nor Bakura
could explain the phenomenon, it was just always present.  Even when things
looked bad, the yamis could depend on their lighter halves to make anything
better.  Marik was just more rough with his lighter half, brankrankly,
Malik never seemed to mind.
"Oh.  OK," Ryou sounded a little disappointed.  He wanted to spend
the day with Bakura, but if Marik needed help, he could wait.  "I do have
cleaning to do around here."
"Sounds good."  Bakura pat Ryou's back and ran up the stairs to get
dressed.  When he was ready, he grabbed the money, gave Ryou a good-bye
kiss, and sped out the door faster than Ryou had ever seen him.  'Marik
must really need to talk,' he thought.
               
Bakura ran down the block when he reached that creep Cinetti house.  Ryou
was not with him now.  This guy could not get off so easily.  He not
only threw Ryou to the ground and humiliated him, he had the sheer….audacity to
touch Ryou and hold him in his slimy grip.  The memories of the previous
day rekindled his anger.  Bakura looked at the ring on his finger. 
'He touched my Ryou!  That scumbag won't get away with this!' he growled as
he jumped over the fence aeekeeeked into the window.
  Cinetti was yelling at the top of his lungs to someone in another
room.  "I work hard to provide for you!  I put a roof over your head
and food on your table and this is the thanks I get, Beatrice?"
"I'm doing all n! In! I'm sorry if my best isn't good enough for you!"
"How dare you talk to me that way!"
This man, this high "righteous" man so concerned with "values", was a
hypocrite.  The woman in the kitchen crying her eyes out was his
wife!  He condemned Ryou for holding Bakura's hand, but this is nothing
compared to a vicious coward who treats his wife with disrespect.  Bakura
growled as he felt a hand grip his collar.  It was the younger Cinett lea leather clad, thick chain around his neck, and a nose ring along with a demeanor
which cried out "bully."  Bakura could see how Ryou would be
intimidated.  The teen and Bakura growled at each other.
"What are you doing here, punk?"
"I could ask the same to you, but then again, I'd be the insulting
punks."
"You think you are such a big man trespassing on my dad's property?"
Bakura gripped the teen's leather jacket furiously.  "I see where your
father's family values lie!  He treats his woman like garbage!  You
are no different beating up other people who can't defend themselves!  You
are every much a coward as he is, using violence to intimidate other
people!  I will not be intimidated by the likes of you!"
The teen shook in fury.  "You little bastard!  What do you know
about my family?  My dad told me about you and another boy together. 
He says he looks just like you."
"At least I don't beat up my partner, the one I love.  I bet he beats
your mom, too, the coward!"
"Quiet!"
"And I bet you sit, enjoy, and watch every minute of it."  A sound from
inside the house supported Bakura's accusation as a sharp crack was heard
within.  "Some values!" 
The teen swung at Bakura, but he grabbed the boy's wrist.  "You leave me
no choice.  I'm going to teach you not to beat up my Ryou!"  A light
emitted from Bakura'nd and and threw the bully two feet away on the ground
frozen still.
"I….can't….move."
Bakura hovered over the boy for a moment. "It's a harmless little
spell.  You'll be fine in a couple of hours. I don't recommending trying to
move, though."
"Can..you..at least….turn me over ….so I can't….look into the sun?"
Bakura grabbed the boy's collar.  "How often have you left other people
in the same position?  Are you begging me for mercy?  How many times
have you listened to your victim's pleas for mercy?  No. It's time for you
to get a little suntan, little brat." 
Bakura released the teen's collar and walked to the front door when Cinetti
appeared.  "So you like beating up on defenseless women, huh?"  Bakura
pulled out a card from his deck.  "Brain Control!"  Cinetti's anger
melted into a blank stare.  "Now, monkey-boy, let me in."
Bakura sternly entered the house and went into the kitchen to find a woman on
the floor crying.  Bakura went over to her.  "Are you alright?" 
Bakura brushed away her hair to find another bruise on her forehead.
"Who are you?"
"Just call me a concerned citizen.  I can't stand bullies and I can't
stand wife beating bigots like your husband."  Cinetti appeared at the door
standing still.  The woman was obviously afraid the man would begin to
pummel the intercessor. 
"Don't hurt the boy, Tom!"
"Hurt me?  Ha Ha!!  He couldn't hurt a fly now.  I have him
under my brain control.  Bark like a dog!"
"Woof!"
"Jump like the little puppet you are!"  Cinetti jumped.
 The woman staggered off the floor. "You're that boy Tom was talking
about!"
Bakura scowled and walked up to the man poking his chest.  "Don't call
me 'boy'!  My name is Bakura!  I was born with a name!  You learn
to treat people right, especially the one you are supposed to ."&n." 
Bakura turned back to the woman.
"Tom said you beat him up."
"Your husband attacked us first.  He badly bruised Ryou and gave me the
worst headache of my afterl…..my life."
"I'm sorry, Bakura."
"Don't apologize for this dummy, lady.  He's not worth your
breath."  Bakura turned to Cinetti and punched him knocking him out. 
"That's for Ryou.  I matched you bruise for bruise.  Now we're even."
Bakura turned back to her.  "Yami Yugi may use games to settle disputes
like this, but I'm no pharaoh."
"Thank you for helping, but will he be alright?"
"When he awakes, he won't remember any of this.  Hopefully he will treat
you better. Oh, if you see your son, he'll be alright in a few hours.  Does
he get sunburn or suntan?  Hmm…You know he's awful stiff.  He should
learn to relax once in a while."  Bakura laughed and dashed down the
street, satisfaction playing on his lips.
               
Bakura ran to the pet shop and to the dog cages.  He looked for the puppy
Ryou was admiring.  The same lady who kicked him out came to help him. "Did
you sell that golden retriever?"
"Oh yes.  He was sold last night."
"Rats.  I promised Ryou present from this place."  The spirit
looked at the cats, the guardians of the underworld.  He did not need to be
reminded of the god Anubis since the events of a few months prior. 
"I'm looking for something small and that won't require a lot of care. 
I really didn't talk this over with the actual owner of the house either. 
I want something small." Bakura eyed the reptiles.  Ryou wouldn't like that
too much. He knew Ryou couldn't bear feeding them other insects. 
               
Bakura ended up buying kissing fish which were easy to care for.  He bought
six fish, a bowl, and an algae eater (which he named Yami because he knew it
would completely tick Yami Yugi off) to clean the bowl.  He bough chemicals
for the ph, white gravel, and a little treasure chest for the fish to swim
around. 
               
He then went to the grocery store for candy and a birthday card for Ryou. 
Flowers would have to be bought fresh.  He saw Tristan and Serenity
shopping for clothes when he stopped to greet them.
"Those fish are so cute, Bakura," Serenity smiled. 
"Ryou's birthday is coming up in a few days so I got him fish and some
chocolate and I'll get him some flowers on the day before."
"How are you two doing?  Did you enjoy the carnival?"
"We couldn't be happier.  Yeah, we had a great time last night! 
Ryou was so tired when he got home.  He passed right
out."      
"We better get something for Ryou before we forget, Tristan.  Are you
doing anything special for Ryou's birthday?"
"Well, I already planned our dinner.  I'm cooking that night. 
We're gonna have fish and rice.  It's an old Egyptian recipe.  I used
to eat it when I could steal it."  Bakura couldn't help but laugh at the
conclusion of the sentence. 
"He'll like that.  We'd better go, Serenity." Serenity waved bye as
Tristan pulled her away.  Bakura returned home gratified he found the
perfect gifts for Ryou's birthday. 
               
When he got into the house, Ryou was cleaning the dishes and humming to
himself.  Bakura couldn't help but stare as Ryou moved his body like a
professional belly dancer.  The yami had to tear his stare away from the
swinging, bending, smooth movements of Ryou's hips and ran upstairs to hide the
presents.  Bakura set up the tank for the fish and put them in when the
water temperature was perfect.    He ran downstairs hoping to
high Ra that Ryou was still entranced in his dancing.  The yami couldn't
resist intentionally warning Ryou he was there so he wouldn't drop a
plate.  Bakura wrapped his arms around Ryou's waist. 
"I didn't know you danced," Bakura said kissing Ryou's neck.
"I don't.  But for some reason, I'm glad I am."  Ryou and Bakura
giggled.  Bakura broke away and prepared sandwiches for lunch.
"What did Marik say?  Is he OK?"
"What?"
"You went to see Marik.  How is he?"
"Marik!  Oh, he's fine.  Problem solved. He..uh..lost his rod."
Ryou looked at Bakura with a suspicious grin.  "Did you find it?"
"Yeah, after a little digging.  I asked him where he put it last. He
didn't remember. He keeps puts it in a lot of places."
Ryou stopped drying the dish and shifted his eyes.  This conversation
was getting too creepy.
"Sometimes, I don't even if he knows where he puts it half the time."
"O.K., yami. I get the idea."
"I asked him how he lost it. He said Malik was getting tired of holding the
Rod.  His arm was getting stiff, so Marik held it for him."
Ryou refused to close his eyes to see the scary, but not to unpleasant image
before him in his mind.
"Please, we are going to eat lunch here.  Don't go into detail or we
will end up having another incident like last night."
"We do got more chocolate left," Bakura winked. 
"Not now," Ryou said biting into his sandwich.  They ate their lunch and
returned to the couch with Ryou snuggling up beside his yami.  Ryou had
dusted and cleaned since he left so the place smelled like lemon. 
"You did a great job cleaning this place, Ryou."
Ryou smiled and leaned up to kiss Bakura.  Ryou stood up and straddled
Bakura's hips rubbing his body against Bakura's.  Ryou's hands roamed
Bakura's chest as he deepened the kiss.  The boy on the bottom slipped his
warm hands under Ryou's shirt to caress his light's back.  Ryou moaned into
the kiss as every part of his skin tingled with excitement.
Bakura pulled away from the kiss. "Do you want the chocolates this time?"
"I am not leaving.  I'm staying right here." Ryou pulled his body closer
to Bakura who began to suckle his neck. 
"I love you, Ryou."
Ryou was panting heavily now and pulled off his shirt.  Bakura's kisses
trailed down to nip and tease Ryou's chest.  Ryou leaned into Bakura
wrapping his arms around him.  "Yami…uh…please."
Bakura turned pinning Ryou on the couch moving down to his stomach slowly
licking and kissing the now-fading bruise.  The boy ran his finger's though
his yami's hair moving his hips similar to his dancing, writhing and shifting to
keep his partner entranced.  Bakura returned to Ryou's mouth and
unbuttoning Ryou's pants.  Ryou began to pant heavier when the door was
knocked. 
Ryou's arms left Bakura's hair and fell at his side.  Bakura grunted in
frustration.  "I'm all worked up and I have to answer the door."
Ryou buttoned his pants and put his shirt on.  "One minute!"  Both
boys brushed back their hair and smoothed out their shirts.  Ryou and
Bakura went to see who had interrupted their little session.  Ryou opened
the door and the smile left of his face.  "Daddy?"
 
 
Bakurasgirl: AREN'T I EVIL?????  MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
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