You Can Do That
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
22
Views:
6,224
Reviews:
49
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After the Rain
You Can Do That
Summary: our fav yamis and hikaris are just chillin in this one
Disclaimer: I don’t own Yu-Gi-Oh…If I did, Anzu would have never existed and it’d be so smutty and innuendo filled it wouldn’t even be fit for European television.
Warnings: meh
After the Rain*
When Otogi stopped his bike, Malik rushed under the security of the parking garage, pissed that it had suddenly started raining. The raven haired boy parked his bike and waved to Malik, showing him the way inside.
The Egyptian boy followed the Dice King up several flights of stairs until they arrived at his apartment. Malik shivered and hopped from foot to foot, wanting to be inside.
“Casa de Ryuuji!” the emerald eyed boy said, opening his door. Malik walked inside, happy that it was warm. He decided he was never going out on a November night without a jacket again.
Otogi turned on a few lights and went to the kitchen. “Want tea?”
“I want to be warm!” the bronze whined. “I want to go home to Marik!”
“It’ll be fine. There are towels in the hall closet and you can change into my clothes until your are dry. Dryer’s right next to the kitchen.” He smiled at Malik’s pouting face.
“I’ll make hot chocolate.”
“Yeah!” the boy perked up and disappeared down the hall in search of towels.
****
When Bakura came in all wet and shivering, Ryou immediately got him out of his clothes and into bed. The pale skinned yami curled into the warmth of his own bed, allowing Ryou to tend to him.
The hikari felt Bakura’s forehead. “I think you’ve got a fever!”
“Aw shit.”
“I’ll fix you right up, okay Yami?”
“Hm…”
In no time, that’s what Ryou started to do. Even though it was well past one, he was doing everything to make sure his yami was comfortable. He looked around the thief’s room.
Magazines…he can reach the remote…pillows, medicine… Ryou nodded and started to leave when he heard Bakura’s voice.
“Ryou…”
“yes Yami?” He said, not turning around.
“Be with me tonight?”
The boy blushed. “But Yami, you have a fever and –”
“Just…lay with me. I need to feel you.”
“Okay...” Ryou whispered, smiling secretly.
****
“Uhn –uhn –uhn!”
Malik tossed his head back and moaned, Otogi thrusting into him eagerly. He was being shoved up and down on the Dice King’s erection as they sat facing each other in bed.
The Egyptian wrapped his arms around the boy’s next, whimpering and pulling at his ponytail, setting his hair free.
“O –Otogiiii!” Malik panted and leaned his head back again. The other teen, kissed his neck, marking him over and over where he was careless with his teeth.
Lightning struck outside and the silhouette of rain appeared on Malik and Otogi’s bodies.
Two screams sounded through the thunder and they were done.
Malik nuzzled Otogi’s shoulder and felt the boy pull out. Green eyes slid closed as the boy collapsed on the bed, a happy grin on his face.
“God Malik…god…”
“Glad you liked it…” the boy left the bed then and went to the bathroom.
The shower was soon heard and Otogi dozed, waiting for Malik to come back. When he did, the boy began putting on his clothes. Otogi sat up, puzzled.
“What’re ya doin’ babe?”
“Getting’ ready to go. Aren’t you going to drive me back home?”
“Yeah, in the morning.” Otogi patted the bed. “Come back to bed.”
Malik was confused but shrugged and pulled off his jeans again. “Okay.”
****
In the morning, Bakura was worse. He was coughing and shivering and Ryou didn’t know what to do. In a panic, he’d gotten Marik, hoping the boy’s best friend would know something.
“He’s sick Marik!”
“No shit…” he sat on the side of the bed and leaned to see Bakura’s face. “Hey. Hey!”
“Shit, what?” the boy croaked.
“What the fuck’s wrong, Ryou’s sprung a leak!”
Bakura smiled weakly. “I got a fuckin STD, leave me alone!”
Marik smiled and rubbed Bakura’s back. “You’d better be alright you bitch.”
“Fuck you…” that set the thief coughing again, much to the alarm of Ryou who went to go find the cough medicine.
Marik then grew serious. “Bakura, I mean it. Are you alright?”
“It’s my fault, I was walking home in the rain.”
“From Kaiba’s? Damn, you shoulda called! I got the cell phone you stole for me!”
Bakura nodded and closed his eyes, tired. “sorry.”
“No problem…we all get to skip today anyway.”
“project..”
“Who cares?”
Soon enough, Bakura was breathing easy and Marik patted his thigh, sure the boy was asleep. He went downstairs to find Malik just coming in.
“Where were you?”
“Hi Marik!” He kissed the boy on the cheek and went upstairs. “I’m not going to school!” he called, slamming his door.
Ryou came from the kitchen with a bowl of soup. “It’ll look so suspicious…”
Marik grinned. “I know. Hey, he’s asleep.”
“Oh.” Ryou went back into the kitchen and Marik went to watch tv.
****
Yugi and Seto looked at each other from across the lunch table, making Yugi smile.
“Well, maybe they just all decided to skip?”
“I’ll bet.” Seto stared down at the Jell-O dancing on his tray. “This is so disgusting.”
Yugi giggled. “At least it’s not mystery meat.”
“Heh” Seto started laughing. “I bet they just take rats and put them in a meat grinder.”
“Rat poison Jell-O?”
The CEO stuck his fork into the dorm of gelatin, making hissing sounds. “It’s the acid Blob! Ahhh!”
Yugi laughed and sliced his Jell-O with his fork. “Ack! It’s dividing!”
The two laughed then let it trail off.
“I am so bored.” The blue eyed teen wiped a laugh tear from his eye.
“I know. Wanna leave?”
“I called my limo before lunch. It’s waiting outside.”
Yugi grinned. “Let’s go then.”
****
Bakura grouched to himself. Somehow, his room had become the center of attention and there were now three other people in his bed.
Malik and Ryou were snuggled in close to him, while Marik was reclined between Bakura, his head resting on the boy’s chest.
It just wasn’t right.
“Damn it ya’ll! I’m fuckin’ sick!”
“Shh!” Malik fed him a grape and kissed his temple. “You have a fever.”
Bakura frowned, crossing his arms over Marik’s chest. “I hate you all.”
Ryou giggled and snuggled in closer. “We love you.”
“ag.”
Suddenly, Marik jumped up and left the room, returning with a small, silver, rectangular object. He sat it on one of the shelves of the entertainment center and settled back in under Bakura’s embrace.
“Marik, what was that?” the thief peered at the object before he caught on.
“You bitch!”
“Say cheese!”
The light flashed and before Bakura could curse again, the photo had been taken. He thumped Marik in the chest, causing the yami to laugh, if not in pain.
“We just love you sooo much ‘Kura-chan!”
“Shut up Marik! Tomorrow I am so kicking your ass!”
Malik nibbled his ear. “No you won’t.”
“Quit molestin’ me!” he shrieked, feeling overwhelmed. “Go away! All of you!”
“Shhh.” Ryou fed him a grape and patted his cheek. “Watch tv.”
The thief groaned, promising himself he’d never get sick again.
****
*Courtesy of Ai
*-giggles- Poor Bakura! All that love and attention is killing him.
*Does Otogi like Malik more than Malik likes him? I dunno. *scribbles note to self to torture readers* We’ll see!
Summary: our fav yamis and hikaris are just chillin in this one
Disclaimer: I don’t own Yu-Gi-Oh…If I did, Anzu would have never existed and it’d be so smutty and innuendo filled it wouldn’t even be fit for European television.
Warnings: meh
After the Rain*
When Otogi stopped his bike, Malik rushed under the security of the parking garage, pissed that it had suddenly started raining. The raven haired boy parked his bike and waved to Malik, showing him the way inside.
The Egyptian boy followed the Dice King up several flights of stairs until they arrived at his apartment. Malik shivered and hopped from foot to foot, wanting to be inside.
“Casa de Ryuuji!” the emerald eyed boy said, opening his door. Malik walked inside, happy that it was warm. He decided he was never going out on a November night without a jacket again.
Otogi turned on a few lights and went to the kitchen. “Want tea?”
“I want to be warm!” the bronze whined. “I want to go home to Marik!”
“It’ll be fine. There are towels in the hall closet and you can change into my clothes until your are dry. Dryer’s right next to the kitchen.” He smiled at Malik’s pouting face.
“I’ll make hot chocolate.”
“Yeah!” the boy perked up and disappeared down the hall in search of towels.
****
When Bakura came in all wet and shivering, Ryou immediately got him out of his clothes and into bed. The pale skinned yami curled into the warmth of his own bed, allowing Ryou to tend to him.
The hikari felt Bakura’s forehead. “I think you’ve got a fever!”
“Aw shit.”
“I’ll fix you right up, okay Yami?”
“Hm…”
In no time, that’s what Ryou started to do. Even though it was well past one, he was doing everything to make sure his yami was comfortable. He looked around the thief’s room.
Magazines…he can reach the remote…pillows, medicine… Ryou nodded and started to leave when he heard Bakura’s voice.
“Ryou…”
“yes Yami?” He said, not turning around.
“Be with me tonight?”
The boy blushed. “But Yami, you have a fever and –”
“Just…lay with me. I need to feel you.”
“Okay...” Ryou whispered, smiling secretly.
****
“Uhn –uhn –uhn!”
Malik tossed his head back and moaned, Otogi thrusting into him eagerly. He was being shoved up and down on the Dice King’s erection as they sat facing each other in bed.
The Egyptian wrapped his arms around the boy’s next, whimpering and pulling at his ponytail, setting his hair free.
“O –Otogiiii!” Malik panted and leaned his head back again. The other teen, kissed his neck, marking him over and over where he was careless with his teeth.
Lightning struck outside and the silhouette of rain appeared on Malik and Otogi’s bodies.
Two screams sounded through the thunder and they were done.
Malik nuzzled Otogi’s shoulder and felt the boy pull out. Green eyes slid closed as the boy collapsed on the bed, a happy grin on his face.
“God Malik…god…”
“Glad you liked it…” the boy left the bed then and went to the bathroom.
The shower was soon heard and Otogi dozed, waiting for Malik to come back. When he did, the boy began putting on his clothes. Otogi sat up, puzzled.
“What’re ya doin’ babe?”
“Getting’ ready to go. Aren’t you going to drive me back home?”
“Yeah, in the morning.” Otogi patted the bed. “Come back to bed.”
Malik was confused but shrugged and pulled off his jeans again. “Okay.”
****
In the morning, Bakura was worse. He was coughing and shivering and Ryou didn’t know what to do. In a panic, he’d gotten Marik, hoping the boy’s best friend would know something.
“He’s sick Marik!”
“No shit…” he sat on the side of the bed and leaned to see Bakura’s face. “Hey. Hey!”
“Shit, what?” the boy croaked.
“What the fuck’s wrong, Ryou’s sprung a leak!”
Bakura smiled weakly. “I got a fuckin STD, leave me alone!”
Marik smiled and rubbed Bakura’s back. “You’d better be alright you bitch.”
“Fuck you…” that set the thief coughing again, much to the alarm of Ryou who went to go find the cough medicine.
Marik then grew serious. “Bakura, I mean it. Are you alright?”
“It’s my fault, I was walking home in the rain.”
“From Kaiba’s? Damn, you shoulda called! I got the cell phone you stole for me!”
Bakura nodded and closed his eyes, tired. “sorry.”
“No problem…we all get to skip today anyway.”
“project..”
“Who cares?”
Soon enough, Bakura was breathing easy and Marik patted his thigh, sure the boy was asleep. He went downstairs to find Malik just coming in.
“Where were you?”
“Hi Marik!” He kissed the boy on the cheek and went upstairs. “I’m not going to school!” he called, slamming his door.
Ryou came from the kitchen with a bowl of soup. “It’ll look so suspicious…”
Marik grinned. “I know. Hey, he’s asleep.”
“Oh.” Ryou went back into the kitchen and Marik went to watch tv.
****
Yugi and Seto looked at each other from across the lunch table, making Yugi smile.
“Well, maybe they just all decided to skip?”
“I’ll bet.” Seto stared down at the Jell-O dancing on his tray. “This is so disgusting.”
Yugi giggled. “At least it’s not mystery meat.”
“Heh” Seto started laughing. “I bet they just take rats and put them in a meat grinder.”
“Rat poison Jell-O?”
The CEO stuck his fork into the dorm of gelatin, making hissing sounds. “It’s the acid Blob! Ahhh!”
Yugi laughed and sliced his Jell-O with his fork. “Ack! It’s dividing!”
The two laughed then let it trail off.
“I am so bored.” The blue eyed teen wiped a laugh tear from his eye.
“I know. Wanna leave?”
“I called my limo before lunch. It’s waiting outside.”
Yugi grinned. “Let’s go then.”
****
Bakura grouched to himself. Somehow, his room had become the center of attention and there were now three other people in his bed.
Malik and Ryou were snuggled in close to him, while Marik was reclined between Bakura, his head resting on the boy’s chest.
It just wasn’t right.
“Damn it ya’ll! I’m fuckin’ sick!”
“Shh!” Malik fed him a grape and kissed his temple. “You have a fever.”
Bakura frowned, crossing his arms over Marik’s chest. “I hate you all.”
Ryou giggled and snuggled in closer. “We love you.”
“ag.”
Suddenly, Marik jumped up and left the room, returning with a small, silver, rectangular object. He sat it on one of the shelves of the entertainment center and settled back in under Bakura’s embrace.
“Marik, what was that?” the thief peered at the object before he caught on.
“You bitch!”
“Say cheese!”
The light flashed and before Bakura could curse again, the photo had been taken. He thumped Marik in the chest, causing the yami to laugh, if not in pain.
“We just love you sooo much ‘Kura-chan!”
“Shut up Marik! Tomorrow I am so kicking your ass!”
Malik nibbled his ear. “No you won’t.”
“Quit molestin’ me!” he shrieked, feeling overwhelmed. “Go away! All of you!”
“Shhh.” Ryou fed him a grape and patted his cheek. “Watch tv.”
The thief groaned, promising himself he’d never get sick again.
****
*Courtesy of Ai
*-giggles- Poor Bakura! All that love and attention is killing him.
*Does Otogi like Malik more than Malik likes him? I dunno. *scribbles note to self to torture readers* We’ll see!