Wisdom Teeth

Wisdom Teeth

hato-chiisai

Disclaimer: I don’t own a damn thing.

YAOI WARNING

Okay, I got my wisdom teeth out (hell on earth, I swear) And I couldn’t open my mouth to eat. I was literally eating by licking gooey substances off of a spoon (Ra, that sounds so wrong) , like mashed potatoes and cream of wheat. But anyway, I was licking tapioca off of a spoon, and I got the cutest mental image of Ryou. So I decided to write a fic of Bakura taking care of Ryou after getting his wisdom teeth removed. ENJOY!!!!

Ryou/Bakura, Malik/Marik, Yami/Yugi, Seto/Joey, Tristan/Otogi.


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The waiting room was silent, and had been for a while, so it was no surprise when all present jumped as the white haired teenager slammed his magazine down.

“Dammit, Ryou! Shut up!” The teen nearly shouted. Yami, Yugi, Malik and Marik looked up.

“Bakura?” Yami asked, putting down teen People. (I don’t own it!)

“Ryou’s being a baby.” Bakura snarled.

“He’s scared.” Yugi said.

“It’s irritating.” Bakura growled.

“I think it’s cute…” Malik muttered.

“Cute?”

“Yeah. He gets nervous, and he want his yami.” Marik said, smirking. “He trusts you.” Bakura rolled his eyes, as Malik cuddled up closer to Marik. Marik smiled, and put his arms around his light. The waiting room door opened, and a nurse stepped in.

“Mr. Bakura?”

“Nan desu ka?”

“Could you come back here, please? We cannot calm your brother.” Bakura sighed, and rolled his eyes, but followed the nurse back into the office. She led him to a small room. Ryou was lying back in a dentist’s chair, looking very upset, with an exasperated oral surgeon trying to calm him.

“What is that?!?” Ryou cried out, as the doctor tried to put something on his finger.

“It goes on your finger, Ryou.” The doctor said.

“I’m not letting you put a needle under my finger nail!!!!” Ryou yelped, keeping his hand out of the doctor’s reach.

“I won’t! It just senses your pulse!!!” The doctor growled.

“Lemme try….” Bakura snarled, walking in. Ryou saw him, and his face became happy, and relieved, as did the doctor’s. “Ryou, koi….. “ Bakura began, and the doctor choked. Bakura glared at the doctor. “What?”

“Aren’t you brothers?”

“No.”

“………Oh….”

“Quit looking at us like that!” Bakura snapped at the doctor, then looked back to Ryou. “Ryou-chan, don’t be scared. I’ll stay right here and make sure they don’t hurt you. I pro—“ Bakura was cut off, as the doctor motioned him outside. “I’ll be right back.” Bakura said, and left the room. “What?” He snapped.

“Are you two, er, boyfriends?”

“Yeah. You got a problem with that?” Bakura demanded. The doctor skimmed through Ryou’s medical charts.

“Err…. Have you both been tested for—“

“Dammit! Yes! Do we have to go through this every damn time we do anything?!?” Bakura roared. “No, we do not use protection, no, we do not have any STD’s and no, we have not had any partners other than each other….. oh, and the two blonde psychos, and the idiot Pharaoh and his smurf, but they’re clean too. Promise. Now just get this the hell over with, he’s scared enough as it is.” The doctor blinked, but sighed, and returned to Ryou.

“Now, Ryou, he won’t hurt you. Just stay calm, okay?” Bakura said, taking Ryou’s hand. Ryou swallowed, and nodded taking comfort in his yami’s presence. The doctor put the sensor on Ryou’s finger, and the steady tones of his pulse was heard. “There, see? So far so good….” Bakura said, smiling. Ryou smiled slightly.

“All right….” the doctor said, glad that Ryou was calmed down. “I’m going to put this over your nose, and turn on the gas. Just breathe normally. The gas will relax you.” Ryou nodded, and Bakura watched as a small gas mask covered Ryou’s nose. Within seconds, his hand went limp in Bakura’s. The doctor put little sensors on Ryou’s arm, then swiped the inside of his elbow with disinfectant.

“Make a fist for me, Ryou.” He said. Ryou obeyed, and the doctor poked him with his finger, before finding a vein. “Okay, you’re going to feel a little pinch.” Ryou nodded, and winced when the IV was stuck into his arm. Then, the room began to get blurry. Bakura smiled, and moved closer, running his fingers through Ryou’s hair.

“Go to sleep, tenshi.” Bakura whispered, as Ryou’s eyes began to close. “I’ll be here when you wake up.” He leaned over, pressing his lips gently to Ryou’s forehead. “Ashiteru.” Ryou smiled slightly, then, his eyes fell closed. The link closed, and Bakura stepped away from his sleeping angel. The doctor kicked him out of the room. Bakura sighed, and returned to the waiting room.

Ryou’s POV

Everything around me suddenly took on a glow; especially Bakura. I felt better, knowing he was next to me. The floating sensation was a bit creepy, but it was fun! I nearly giggled. I felt him running his fingers through my hair, and I relaxed even more at his gentle touches.

“Go to sleep, tenshi.” I hear him whisper, as I fought a losing battle to stay awake. “I’ll be here when you wake up.” I felt his lips on my forehead, soft, and gentle. I smiled. “Ashiteru.” I tried to answer him, but I couldn’t. Colors started swirling around me, and to my dismay, Bakura was lost among them. I heard strange sounds, as I flew through the bizarre vortex I had been sucked into. I looked for Bakura, but couldn’t find him. He promised he’d be here. He promised! Then, quite suddenly, the colors began to fade, and the whirling stopped, as I fell in to blackness; silent, and still. I felt someone shaking my shoulder.

“Ryou…… Ryou…….” Whoever it was, it wasn’t Bakura. “Ryou, wake up. We’re all done. Bakura has gone to get your car.” No! He promised! He said he wouldn’t leave me! I felt a familiar hand on mine, and I opened my eyes. Malik’s yami was smiling at me, gently.

“Bakura told me to make sure you weren’t alone when you woke up.” He said, cupping my cheek. I stared at him, blearily. “The doc says in this state, I can ask you anything, and you’ll answer truthfully.” Oh shit…….. “So, where should I begin?” Dammit Marik…… I’m gonna kill you…… “Did you always like Bakura, even when he beat the shit out of you?”

“Yes.” I heard myself answer.

“Do you prefer hot-dogs, or tacos?” Oh, God…. I hate him……

“Hot-dogs.”

“Why?”

“Tacos are spicy.” Marik chuckled, and if I weren’t still doped up, I would be beating the shit out of him by now….. okay, maybe not…. But I’d be trying.

“What do you think of me and Malik.”

“What do you mean?” Thank God. An answer that wouldn’t embarrass me.

“Do you think we’re sexy?” I wanted to groan.

“Hell yeah.” I mumbled. He looked at me, and grinned.

“Who is more sexy, me, or Malik?” Uh-oh…..

“Malik.”

“What?!?” Marik shrieked. “Why?!?”

“Cause you’re an ass.” Oh yeah. I am DEFINITELY proud of that answer. “Malik’s sweet.” To my surprise, Marik actually looked hurt. He looked down at the floor. Groggily, I fumbled around, and took his hand in mine. “Sorry. I love you anyway. I just meant you’re being an ass right now.” He looked at me, frowning, then smiled.

“Okay, I guess I deserved that.”

“Marik! Bakura’s waiting!” Yugi’s voice called.

“Can you get up?” Marik asked me.

“No.” I said, truthfully. He sighed, and I gave a mumbled yelp as he lifted me up into his arms. I smiled, and cuddled close, and that made him smile.

“C’mon kiddo.” He said, and carried me out of the office, and outside. Bakura, Malik, Yugi, and Yami were waiting. Marik slid into the car, and held me in his lap.

“Does he look cute, or what?” I heard Marik say.

“He always looks cute.” Bakura said, driving away. I smiled, and nuzzled my head against Marik’s chest. Then, I caught the tan yami blushing. I smiled, and nuzzled him again, until I found what I was looking for. Inwardly smirking, I nipped his nipple through his shirt. He jumped, and yelped, then stared at me.

“What the fuck, Ryou?!?” I smiled, and yawned, closing my eyes, relaxing in his lap.

“What did he do?” Malik asked, and I felt his fingers in my hair.

“He bit me!” Marik spat. I hear Yami and Bakura chuckle.

“You deserved it…” I slurred. Marik sighed. The three yamis began a conversation, but I couldn’t follow it, as I slowly drifted off into a doze.

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Normal POV

“Woah….. That’s really weird!” Malik breathed.

“It’s gross!” Yugi squealed.

“Don’t be such a girl.” Bakura snickered, shoving Malik aside.

“It’s cool!” Marik gasped, peering over Bakura’s shoulder.

“You guys are freaks!” Yami said, rolling his eyes, before taking his turn to look. “Eeugh! Look at all that blood! It’s…. CONGEALING!!!! GROSS!”

“Hah ha! The Pharaoh’s being a girl!” Malik sang. Ryou moaned, and opened his eyes; only to find himself nose to nose with YamiYugi.

“AAAUUUUGGGHHHH!!!!” Ryou screamed. Yami jumped back.

“What’s you problem Ryou?” The Pharaoh snarled, twisting a finger in his ear.

“Hey, if I woke up with your ugly mug in my face, I’d scream too.” Marik chuckled, and Yami gave him a dirty look.

“What are you guys doing?!?” Ryou gasped, and Bakura handed him wads of gauze.

“Put these in your mouth, Ryou.” He said, and Ryou obeyed. “We were looking at the brand new holes in your gums. They’re really cool!”

“They’re really gross!” Yugi corrected. Ryou rolled his eyes.

“Oh canufinsumtinbuttertado?”

“Say what?” Bakura snickered. Ryou scowled.

/Can’t you find something better to do?/

“Oh. Ryou wants us to find something better to do.”

“Let’s watch a movie.” Malik said, ruffling Ryou’s hair. Ryou smiled, and nodded.

“Let’s watch the one with Dildo!!!” Marik shrieked. Everyone stared at him.

“Dildo?” Yami asked, raising his eyebrows. “Ryou, since when do you let Bakura keep porno films around?” Ryou’s eyes widened, and he shook his head furiously, only to moan and go cross-eyed at the wave of dizzy lightheadedness that the rapid movement caused. The yamis snickered at that.

"Crazy hikari." Bakura teased. Marik piped up again. “Yea“Yeah! Dildo. The little short guy! Y’know, the movie with the Ring! And the really hot elf! Legolas!!!”

“Oh! The Lord of the Rings!” Yami said. “Yeah, the elf is hot.” No one argued with this statement. (Especially not the authoress ^_^ )

“Dildo?” Yugi asked.

“Bilbo.” Bakura said, snickering. Ryou rolled his eyes again.

“I’m up for it.” Malik said, and got the DVD off of the shelf. “Ryou? You want to, habibi?” Ryou blushed slightly, and nodded.

“Hey! I’M the only one allowed to call Ryou that!” Bakura snapped.

“And I’m the only one YOU’RE allowed to call that!” Marik snarled.

“What? What did he s Yu Yugi asked, and his yami looked at him.

“He called Ryou ‘habibi’, Yugi.”

“And that means……”

“Love.” Yami said.

“Oh.” Yugi said, as Malik popped in the movie. Ryou snuggled closer with Bakura, settling in for the movie.

“Marik. Could you bring me Ryou’s medications and some water?” Bakura said, as the menu came up on the screen. Marik went to the kitchen, and returned with two bottles of pills, and a little flat box of them. Bakura took the three, and frowned. Malik sighed, and took them from Bakura.

“One of these, one of these, and two of these.” Malik said, handing them back. Bakura nodded, and gave the pills to Ryou, who took them with the water, as Galadriel’s voice came in over the speakers. Ryou cuddled close to his yami, and watched the movie begin with the battle for Middle Earth. But he didn’t last long. Not long after Bilbo disappeared from his eleventy-first birthday party, Ryou fell asleep. Bakura smiled, and shifted Ryou to a more comfortable position. The others smiled at Bakura.

“The doc said he’d sleep all day, right?” He asked. Malik and Yami nodded. “Thought so. I’m putting him to bed in my room.” Bakura said, and stood, carrying Ryou to his basement bedroom. He tucked Ryou into the waterbed, and lay down beside him, picking up a book he had been reading. He smiled, and kissed Ryou’s cheek. Ryou smiled in his sleep, curling up against his yami. Bakura smiled down at the boy. "Crazy hikari..."

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“C’mon, Ryou…..”

/No!/

“Ryou, you’re skin and bones. You need to eat.”

/I’m in pain Bakura. I don’t want to eat./ Malik and Marik watched Bakura try to feed Ryou the pudding.

“Ryou, koi, please….”

/No!/

“Ryou, you didn’t eat anything yesterday. I know you’re hungry, I can feel it through the link. You HAVE to EAT!!!!”

“……” Ryou growled under his breath, and turned away from the pudding filled spoon. Bakura was very upset.

“Ryou…. Please. You haven’t eaten in nearly forty-eight hours. C’mon, baby… For me?”

/Iie./ Bakura sighed, sticking the spoon into the bowl, and returned to the kitchen, where Malik and Marik sat.

“I give up. He won’t fuckin’ eat! Look at hiHe jHe just had surgery! He has to eat! But he flat out refuses to eat!” Bakura collapsed into a chair.

“He’s in pain, Bakura.” Malik said, looking t Ryt Ryou, who had icepacks on his cheeks, and had his eyes clenched shut. “Look at him….”

“Dammit, Malik. I have been. All yesterday, and all today. I can tell he’s hurting. Gods… You have no idea what this is like for me. I’ve gone totally soft. My light’s hurting a bit, and it’s tearing me apart. Okay, that’s it. I can’t take it. Ryou! If you won’t eat, I’ll eat for you!” He stood, and vanished. Ryou gasped, and Malik and Marik watched as Ryou was taken over by Bakura.

“Ah, shit! It fuckin hurts!” Bakura yelped, clutching his face. Marik handed him the pudding, and watched, amazed, as Bakura choked the stuff down, obvious pain on his face. “Give me the brat’s meds.” Bakura mumbled. Marik handed them over, and Bakura swallowed them. “No tellin when he’ll eat aga Gim Gimme that bowl of soup.” Malik sighed, and gave the bowl to the pain-wracked yami, who ate it quickly. Then, Bakura sighed, and relaxed. The body seemed to shrink, and Ryou opened his eyes, wincing at the pain returning to his jaws. H frowned, confused, and gave Malik and Marik a questioning look that said 'what did he do THAT for?' Marik smiled.

“He ate for you.” Malik said, and Ryou blinked, suddenly noticing the feeling of a full stomach. He smiled lightly. Bakura reappeared outside of the Ring.

“Happy now, Ryou?” He snarled. Ryou smiled at him, gently, and Bakura melted under his hikari’s shinning gaze of adoration.

/Arigato. Ashiteru Bakura-chan./ Bakura sighed, and smiled, kneeling next to Ryou, and kissed his forehead.

“I love you too, Ryou. But next time, you eat on your own, understand?” He said. Ryou smiled, and nodded. Bakura kissed his forehead again. "Crazy hikari." Malik and Marik grinned.

“Well, we’d better be going.” Marik said, and ruffled Ryou’s hair. “You keep Bakura soft, huh, kid?” Both blondes laughed, at Ryou’s happy smile and nod, and Bakura’s irritated scowl. Bakura watched to two leave.

“Idiots…” He growled, and Ryou giggled. Bakura smiled at Ryou, sitting down on the sofa. Ryou shifted, so he was lying against Bakura’s chest. Bakura blinked. “Why do you do that all the time?” He asked.

/There’s no place in the world that feels as safe as your arms. There’s no place on earth I’d rather be than with you./ Ryou said, snuggling close. Bakura smiled, and cuddled gently with his hikari.

//I know. there’s nothing else I’d rather do than hold you close. Well…. Maybe one thing.// Bakura sent Ryou a mental image. Ryou gasped.

~*MENTAL IMAGES*~

Ryou writhed beneath Bakura, panting for air, as his yami nibbled his throat, and thrust into him, over and over again. Bakura moved his hands up, balancing his weight on his elbows, and fisting his hands in Ryou’s hair, moving his lips to Ryou’s, dipping his tongue into the hikari’s mouth. Ryou wrapped his legs around Bakura’s waist, and arched his back, pulling Bakura deeper with every thrust. Bakura pulled out, and paused, before slamming hard into Ryou, bringing the boy to release with a scream.

~*END*~

Ryou gasped, and opened his eyes, staring at Bakura, who smiled playfully.

/Sex fiend…/ Ryou teased. /But as good as that looks, I don’t think it would be a good idea./

//I can always give you a blowjob.//

/Yeah. But don’t expect me to return the favor. I can’t even drink from a straw, much less blow you./

//So let me…. Take you…..// Ryou blushed at Bakura’s suggestion.

/Maybe later./ Bakura made a disappointed noise.

//Okay. Love you….// The yami said, kissing the tip of Ryou’s nose. Ryou smiled, and nuzzled his face into Bakura’s throat.

/Love you too. By the way, how did you pay for my surgery?/

//Heh. I didn’t.// Bakura chuckled aloud.

/Nani? Then, how….?/

//I told them to bill our good friend Seto Kaiba.//

/NANI?!? Yami, you didn’t!/

//Sure did.//

/Bakura! It was over $2000!/

//So what? He can afford it.//

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Ryou looked up as the phone rang, and watched Bakura pick it up.

“Hello?”

“God dammit, Bakura!” Seto Kaiba’s voice came in loud and clear, making Bakura hold the phone away from his ear. Ryou could hear perfectly well, too. “What the hell is this bill I just got?!?” Ryou glared at Bakura.

“Uh, I’m sorry, you have the wrong number….” Bakura said, quickly, and slammed down the phone. Ryou glared at him, and Bakura smirked, and shrugged. “What?” Ryou rolled eyes. “Time for dinner, Ryou.” Ryou’s eyes widened, and he shook his head.

/No! It, it still hurts!/ He cried through their link.

“I know, Ryou. But you promised.” Bakura said, fingering a lock of his hikari’s hair. Ryou sighed, and nodded. “I’ll be right back,” Bakura said with a relieved smile, and kissed Ryou’s forehead. He went into the kitchen, and returned with a banana pudding. He handed Ryou the pudding and a spoon. Ryou put a little bit up pudding on the spoon, and opened his mouth, but squeaked, and dropped the spoon. Bakura flinched, as a bit of pudding splattered onto his cheek, and the rest onto his arm.

/It hurts!/ Ryou cried through the link, as he continued to whimper. /I can’t open my mouth!/ Bakura sighed, and comforted him. Ryou looked up at Bakura with watery eyes, then smiled. /Hold still./ Ryou said. Bakura blinked, but did so. Ryou smiled, gently, and Bakura sucked in his breath as Ryou’s little pink tongue slipped out of his mouth, and gently licked the pudding from Bakura’s face. Bakura smiled.

“Does that hurt you?”

/No./

“Then I’ll feed you like that.”

/I’m not licking my dinner off of your body, Bakura./

“Then lick it off of the spoon.” Bakura said, shrugging, though he was disappointed. “You can give me a tongue bath later. OUCH! All right, all right….” He laughed, when Ryou whacked him over the head with the spoon. “Crazy hikari... But I’m feeding you.” Ryou blinked, confused. “You look tired.” Ryou smiled, and nodded. Bakura grinned. “Good.” He scooped Ryou up, and carried him downstairs into his bedroom. He nibbled Ryou’s neck, and slid the sweatpants off of Ryou’s hips, revealing that he was wearing nothing underneath. Bakura pulled the t-shirt from Ryou’s body, and pushed him into the bathroom.

“Take a shower. I’ll be ready when you’re done.” He said. Ryou gave him a questioning look, but went into the bathroom, closing the door. Bakura ran. He brought down the pudding and spoon, and changed the sheets on his bed (For the first time in two weeks). He lit the candles around the room, and dug out the magnolia massage oil, and lit some jasmine incense. He put a CD into the stereo. It was Celtic music. Ryou loved it. He looked around, making sure everything was in order, when the shower stopped. He went into the bathroom and stripped off his own clothes, then waited. Ryou pulled the shower curtain aside, and jumped, when Bakura wrapped him in a soft towel and swung the small boy up into his arms. Ryou blinked, then blushed, and wrapped his arms around Bakura’s neck, smiling when the yami nuzzled his ear.

“I love you, Ryou.” He murmured softly, and Ryou sighed, and relaxed. Bakura carried him out into the bedroom, and laid him on the waterbed, still wrapped in the towel. He rubbed the towel over Ryou’s body, making him purr, then rubbed his chest with the magnolia oil. Then, he handed Ryou a glass of water, and four pills. “Here, take these first, koi.” Ryou obeyed, looking Bakura’s naked body up and down through narrow eyes. “Why are you looking at me like that?” Bakura wondered.

/You’ve put on weight./

“I have not!” Bakura protested. “But you need to. Come here.” Bakura snatched the towel off of Ryou, who made a wild grab for it, but missed. Bakura chuckled, then kissed Ryou’s cheek gently. He settled down, and pulled Ryou into his lap, cradling him lovingly, letting Ryou’s back rest against one of his knees, and letting his knees drape over the other leg. Ryou smiled, perfectly content, and rested his head on Bakura’s shoulder. (You can see my drawing of it on Ryou-Bakura’s site ^_^ KAWAAIIII!!!) Bakura picked up the spoon, dipped it into the pudding, and held it up to Ryou’s mouth. Ryou began to daintily lick at the spoon, the only way he could comfortably eat. Bakura found it to be a major turn on, but he shoved those thoughts aside, and focused on feeding his light. He hummed along with the music, quietly, in a way that he knew Ryou found soothing.

Ryou cuddled closer, rubbing his head on Bakura’s chest, lovingly, when ever there was a pause in which Bakura coated the spoon with pudding again.

“I love you….” Ryou murmured out loud, thought talking hurt him. Bakura paused, and decided to feed Ryou the next bit in a different way. He took a mouthful of pudding, and gently pressed his lips to Ryou’s. He parted his own lips, and allowed Ryou to slip his tongue into his mouth, and lap the pudding from between his lips.

//I love you, too, Ryou. Forever.// Once Ryou got all of the pudding, Bakura returned to using the spoon, until it was all gone. Then, they just sat in silence, cuddling closely. Both opened the link, sharing their emotions with one another, instead of worf lof love. Their emotions were enough.

/Bakura?/

//Yes?//

/I’m ready./

//Huh?//

/….. take me now…./ Bakura blinked at this, and looked down at Ryou, who had his eyes closed.

//I don’t know it you’re allowed to, uh, participate in this stuff yet.//

/The doctor never said I couldn’t./ Ryou laughed, mentally. /Please. I need you. Now./ Ryou said, firmly. Bakura smiled, and kissed his forehead, then laid Ryou back onto the bed, and moved above him. He grabbed the magnolia massage oil, and rubbed some over his erection. He parted Ryou’s thighs, and slid an oil-slicked finger into Ryou’s body.

/Mmmmm…. Yami…. Ashiteru…../ Ryou moaned, as Bakura twisted his finger against the tightness, stroking Ryou on the inside, making him smile and mew at the pleasureful shivers that went through his slight figure. Bakura smiled, and kissed Ryou’s throat, adding a second finger, scissoring them, befordingding a third. Ryou smiled.

/I wish I could kiss you…./ Ryou whispered through their link.

//You can…..// Bakura said, and pressed his lips gently to Ryou’s. He parted his lips, and let Ryou slip his tongue in. When he opened his eyes, he stared at the tears on Ryou’s face.

/It still hurts!/ Ryou whimpered, and Bakura kissed him, gently.

//Do you want to stop?//

/No. I’m ready./ Ryou thought, and spread his thighs, relaxing and closing his eyes. Bakura smiled, and positioned himself. He nipped at a sensitive spot on Ryou’s neck, under his ear, as he slowly pressed into his lover. Ryou moaned loudly, and arched his back, allowing Bakura full access to his body.

//I love you.//

/I….. I know……. I love you too……../ Ryou mumbled through his hazy mind. Bakura slid out, only to slowly press back in. Ryou groaned, and Bakura smiled, pressing his cheek to Ryou’s vibrating throat, nuzzling him gently. Ryou wrapped his legs around Bakura’s waist. /More…/ He pleaded. Bakura increased the speed and force of his thrusts, Ryou bucked his hips up to meet each thrust. /I love you, Bakura…./

Bakura purred, and rubbed his cheek lovingly on Ryou’s chest, and curled his arms around Ryou’s shoulders cuddling him close to his own chest, possessively.

//Mine.// He thought, massaging Ryou’s shoulder blades and suckling his throat, continuing his long thrusts, pumping in and out of the trembling body beneath him.

/Yes…. Yours….. Forever./ Ryou affirmed, and arched his back, brining Bakura deeper with every thrust. /More……/ Bakura increased his thrusts, and smiled, as Ryou squirmed beneath him, moaning. Bakura shifted slightly, and began pumping in and out of Ryou, harder, and faster. Ryou gasped, and bucked his hips, slipping his hand between their bodies, and curling his fingers around his erection. Bakura smiled, and lowered one of his own hands, locking his fingers with Ryou’s, stroking and pumping the boy. Ryou let out a pleasure filled wail, and thrust into their hands, finding his release with a pained gasp. Bakura kissed Ryou’s throat, and thrust into him, holding his position as he filled Ryou with his passion. Then, he flopped to the bed next to Ryou, pulling him into his chest.

//Feel better, koi?//

/Mmmmm….. I love you, Bakura./

//I love you too.//

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“You’ve got to be kidding me….” Yami drawled, as Bakura spread the pudding over his own chest, gasping about how cold it was.

“No. This is how he eats. I’m just adding some fun.” Bakura said, slapping away Marik’s hand when he dipped his finger into the chocolate pudding, purposefully teasing Bakura’s nipple. “Cut it out, psycho boy.” Bakura snarled, and Malik laughed at Marik, while Yugi rubbed his forehead, blushing.

“Ryou!” Bakura called, relaxing in the armchair. “Lunch!” After a few moments, Ryou appeared from Bakura’s bedroom, yawning, and rubbing his eyes. Marik and Yami’s mouths fell open, as they stared at Ryou, hair tousled, and face flushed, obviously just woken up. And the fact that all he was wearing was an overly large t-shirt, only added to his sex appeal. He opened his sleepy eyes, and stared at Bakura, who was smirking at him. Ryou scowled. Bakura chuckled.

“No, I’m not joking. Come get your lunch.” Ryou grunted, and Bakura wiggled his eyebrows. “You know you want to.” There was a lengthy pause as Ryou gave Bakura a piece of his mind. “Ouch…” Bakura mumbled, looking away. Then, he looked back at Ryou. There was a brief pause, and Ryou sighed, his shoulders sagging. Bakura grinned. “I knew you’d see it my way.” He said. Everyone watched, as Ryou slowly approached Bakura, and climbed onto the chair, straddling the yami’s thighs. Ryou stared Bakura in the eyes. Bakura’s widened, suddenly.

“R-Ryou…..?” He yelpwhenwhen Ryou jerked the lever on the recliner, the back of the chair falling back. Bakura stared up at Ryou. “Oh, shit….” He mumbled, then gasped, when Ryou lowered his face, and began licking his chest. Malik, Marik, Yami and Yugi watched, eyes wide. Marik swallowed, wishing that Ryou’s shirt was just a bit shorter…..Bakura moaned when Ryou nibbled his nipples. Everyone’s eyes widened when Ryou’s hands drifted to Bakura’s pants, and unbuttoned them, before slowly sliding the zipper down and slipping his hand in to stroke Bakura’s arousal.

“Ryooouuuuuuu……….” Bakura moaned, as the boy finished lapping the chocolaty goo from his chest. Ryou slid Bakura’s pants a bit lower, then moved above him, staring Bakura in the eyes. “Ryou…” Bakura gasped, and Ryou sunk down, impaling himself on Bakura’s erection. Malik, Marik, Yami and Yugi’s mouths fell open when Ryou let out a loud, and lustful groan, letting his head fall back. Bakura bucked his hips up, jerking Ryou, who gasped. Ryou moved himself on Bakura’s shaft, panting desperately. Bakura moaned, and pulled Ryou down into his chest, before flipping them over. He lifted the shirt to bunch up under Ryou’s arms, and began ravaging his pale chest, and thrusting hard into him. Ryou moaned, and writhed, gripping the arms of the chair. Within minutes, he reached his climax, immediately followed by Bakura. They collapsed bonelessly onto the chair, and lay still, gasping for breath.

“I can not believe you just did that…..” Yami gasped, after a while. Ryou glanced at Yami, smiling slightly, then closed his eyes, wrapping his arms around Bakura’s neck. Bakura chuckled, and nuzzled Ryou’s throat.

“The medicine’s making him act weird again. Crazy hikari…” He teased, and kissed the tip of Ryou’s nose. “Still hungry?” Ryou smiled, and shook his head. “Heh. Sleepy, huh? You just woke up……. Oh, all right.” Bakura groaned, and stood, covering Ryou’s body with the shirt again, before doing up his pants, and lifting Ryou into his arms. He grinned at his friends. “Excuse us…” He said, and carried Ryou down into his darkened bedroom. Yami slowly turned, and stared at Marik, who shrugged, then whirled, and pounced onto his unsuspecting hikari.

*************

“No.”

“Ryouuu….”

“No.”

“C’mon, you’re talking again!”

“So?”

“Ryou, please….”

“No.”

“Pharaoh, a little help here?”

“Can’t handle your hikari, Bakura?” Yami snickered, looking up.

“He’s gonna starve! He’s eaten in four days what I eat in one!”

“Are you serious?” Yugi gasped. Bakura nodded, and Ryou scowled, crossing his arms, and glaring at nothing in particular.

“And his stupid medication is making him all pissy….” Bakura grumbled.

“Oh, it is not….” Ryou snarled.

“Last time, it made him horny.” Yami snickered. Ryou glared.

“Ryou, koi, you need to eat. Macaroni is soft.”

“C’mon Ryou…” Yami said, waving a bowl of macaroni and cheese under Ryou’s nose.

“Please, Ryou…..” Yugi said. “You need a balanced diet to heal.”

“Hmmph. Since when is jello, pudding, soup and macaroni a balanced diet?”

“If you eat your macaroni, you can have some ice cream.” Yami bribed. Ryou gave him a look.

“If you leave me alone, I won’t hurt you…” Ryou threatened.

“Do you have to rub off on your hikari, Bakura?”

“Hey, I don’t do it on purpose….” Bakura mumbled. “It’d the damn medicine.”

“I’ll be right back.” Yugi said, and ran out into the shop. A moment later, Grampa came in.

“Ryou?”

“Hai?”

“You’re not hungry?” Ryou blinked, then rolled his eyes.

“Can’t you people just leave me alone?!?”

“No.” Bakura said. “Ryou, you’ve lost five pounds in five days. You were underweight to begin with.” Ryou snorted. “Ryou, are you anorexic?”

“What? No!”

“Then eat. Please? For me?”

“No. Go away, Bakura.” Ryou growled, and to Bakura’s dismay, completely closed his end of the link.

“Fine. FINE! Go ahead! Starve! See if I care!” Bakura screamed in Ryou’s face. Ryou leapt up.

“I WILL! GET THE HELL OUT OF MY FACE!!!” Ryou screamed back. Malik, Marik, Joey and Seto froze in the doorway, staring at Ryou screaming at Bakura. Bakura only stepped closer.

“I will do whatever the hell I want, Ryou! You are not my master, and I am not your servant.” HE seized Ryou’s collar, jerking him closer. “You know very well which one of us is in charge, and you’d do well to remember it.” He shoved Ryou back, and he fell to the floor, a shocked look on his face. Bakura growled, and stormed out of the Game Shop. Yugi ran to Ryou’s side, and knelt.

“Ryou? Are you all right?” He asked. Ryou stood, tears in his eyes.

“Fine.” He whimpered. “I’m FINE!!!” He whirled, and ran out the door, down the street, in the opposite direction that Bakura had taken, leaving the Millennium Ring on the floor of the Mouto’s kitchen. Yami sighed.

“We’d better go after them…. Marik, you and Malik go find Bakura, Yugi and I will find Ryou.” They all split up, and ran after the two albinos.

Malik and Marik caught up with Bakura rather quickly, and tackled him to the ground.

“Dammit!” He yelped. “What in the name of Ra do you two idiots want?!”

“Apologize to Ryou.” Malik said, simply.

“WHAT?!”

“He took off the Ring, and ran off crying.” Marik said.

“So what?” Bakura snarled, though he definitely looked a bit guilty.

“C’mon, Bakura. You know his medication is making him moody. And what you said to him….”

“I hardly said any---“ Bakura froze, when he remembered what he had said. “I hardly said anything that was good to say to him……” He mumbled. “Where is he?”

“Yami and Yugi went after him.”

***************

“Damn, he can run…..” Yami panted.

“Ryou!” Yugi called. “Ryou, slow down! Please! Ryou, c’mon, you just, oh shit!” Yugi cut his sentence off when Ryou tripped and fell on a tree root on the path. He and Yami ran up to Ryou, who was crying like a child. They picked him up off of the ground, and Yami inspected Ryou’s skinned palms and elbows, then lifted his shirt to check a large scrape. Ryou hiccuped, and Yami looked at him.

“Are you all right?” He asked, gently, and Ryou hiccupped again, and nodded, gulping. “You wanna go back?” Ryou gulped and nodded again.

“C’mon, Ryou.” Yugi said, and Ryou laid his head on Yami’s shoulder, as the Game King put an arm around him.

"Have you considered taking a different medication? Mood swings are irritating." Yami said., and Ryou hiccupped in reply. They walked back to the house. Marik, Malik, and Bakura were already there. Bakura ran up to them, alarmed when he saw Ryou bleeding.

“Ryou! What happened! Oh, Ra! Yami what happened to him?! Ryou, please talk to me, baby. Are you all right?!?” He gasped. Ryou hiccupped.

“Calm down, Bakura.” Yami chuckled. “He tripped, and skinned his palms and elbows. And he has a scrape on his stomach, nothing serious. I’ll get the disinfectant. Yugi, clean the dirt with a wet towel.” Yami said, and disappeared. Seto and Joey watched silently as Yugi brought over a towel, which Bakura snatched, and lightly rubbed Ryou’s palms. Ryou winced, but let him. Yami came back in as Bakura removed Ryou’s shirt to tend to his stomach. He chuckled.

“He wasn’t mugged, Bakura, he tripped.” The Pharaoh teased.

“Oh, do you remember how you panicked when Yugi got a paper cut?” Bakura shot back at the King of Games, who scowled.

“Oh, shut up……” Yami growled, and Ryou giggled.

“That was funny.” He said, and Yugi laughed, too.

“I’ll go heat up the macaroni.” Yami said. Ryou looked up.

“NO!”

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Ryou sat cross-legged on Bakura's bed, with his eyes closed lightly, purring contentedly. Yami, Yugi, Malik and Marik were watching, in mild amusement, at Ryou's reactions to Bakura sitting behind him, gently brushing his hair. Bakura was smiling, also amused at Ryou's immense relaxation. He finished, and Ryou sighed, his shoulders drooping. Bakura snickered slightly, and brushed Ryou's hair over his shoulder, and began to massage the muscles at the base of his neck. Ryou's purring, which had stopped, started again, making Malik and Yugi giggle. Yami grinned, and motioned for them to be quiet.

Ryou had been very annoyed all day, and was down right pissed when they made him eat the macaroni. He had sulked all the way home, and stormed around the house for two hours before Bakura offered to brush his hair. Ryou "reluctantly" gave in, and was finally relaxing. The last thing they wanted was for Ryou to get his feathers ruffled again. Bakura paused, and slipped the shirt off of Ryou, and had him lie down on his stomach, then wrestled his pants off, leaving him in his boxers. He picked up a bottle of massage oil, and poured some onto Ryou's back, continuing the massage. Ryou smiled, and laid his head on his folded arms. Marik od hid his mouth to ask Bakura a question, but Malik covered his mouth, motioning to Ryou. Bakura had finished his back, and had moved down to massage his thighs and calves. Ryou let out a little moan, and they all smiled when a soft snore was heard from the white haired hikari. Bakura motioned for everyone to be quiet, as he covered Ryou with the blankets. They all silently went upstairs. Bakura closed the door to his room, and gave a dramatic sigh.

"Finally!" He gasped. "I'll be so glad when all of this is over! Ryou has NEVER been so difficult!"

"Who knew that his medication would effect him this much." Yami said. They all snickered.

"BAKURA!!!!!" They all groaned when Ryou's shout was heard. Bakura braced himself, and opened the door.

"Yes?" He asked, patiently, and blinked at Ryou's large, almost mournful eyes, and trembling lip.

"You left me alone....." He whimpered. Bakura blinked, then smiled.

"Sorry, love." He looked at Yami, Yugi, Malik and Marik. "Could you guys let yourselves out?" They smiled, and nodded. Bakura disappeared into his room, and they left. Bakura smiled at Ryou, and crawled into bed. Ryou made a happy noise, and rested his head on Bakura's chest, wrapping his arms around his yami. Bakura smiled, and kissed the top of his head.

"Crazy hikari..." He teased.

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"I don't wanna go back!!!" Ryou whined, from the passenger seat of the car.

"It's just your follow up, Ryou." Bakura said, as he parked at the office.

"They just want to see how you're healing." Malik said, from the back seat, with Marik. Ryou still pouted, and refused to get out of the car until Bakura came around and opened the door or him.

"Come on, Ryou. They won't hurt you. I promise." Bakura said, and offered Ryou his hand. Ryou eyed it, then sighed, and stepped out of the car, taking his yami's hand. They walked into the office, hand in haMaliMalik and Marik the same way behind them. The receptionists all looked at them, nervously when they came in, and Bakura frowned, quickly signing in, and sitting Ryou on the sofa, trying to shelter him from the obvious prejudice in the office. After a while, a nurse opened the door.

"Ryou Bakura?" She called, and Ryou stood, Bakura by his side. As they walked by the nurse reached out a hand to grab Bakura, but one glare from the yami stopped her. "Uhhh..... Room 4. Just, uh, take a seat...." She squeaked, and disappeared. They went to the room, and Bakura sat down in a normal chair while Ryou nervously slid into the dentist chair. They both waited in silence. Finally, the door opened, and the doctor stepped in. He stared at Bakura, nervously, then moved over to Ryou, who looked back and forth between the spirit and the doctor, easily feeling the tension between them.

"All right, Ryou." The doctor said, in a stiff tone. "Lie back, and open your mouth." Ryou obeyed, and Bakura twitched. He didn’t trust the doctor one bit. "Well, you look liked you're healing fine. Now, you need to keep the empty sockets clean. Here." He gave Ryou a syringe. "At least once a day, preferably right before bed, you need to fill this with warm water, and wash out your gums. Cold water will not feel good at all. Warm salt water is best, but if you can't stand the salt water, then just tap water should be fine. you need to do this once a day for the next three weeks. Make sure that the holes have been completely cleaned out. I'll go ahead and do it right now for you." The doctor filled the syringe with warm water, and sprayed it into the holes in the back of his mouth. "There. Do it again after you eat. You're all done, now!" The doctor said, and Ryou blinked.

"Will I need to come back in three weeks, or whatever?"

"No. Unless there's a problem, you don't ever have to come back again." the doctor forced a smile onto his face. Ryou smiled, not noticing how fake the doctor's smile was, but Bakura glared daggers at the man.

"Let's go home Ryou. Before Malik and Marik start fucking in the waiting room." The doctor paled at this, and watched as Bakura dragged Ryou from the room. Malik and Marik were quietly reading magazines when they came out.

"Hey! How'd it go, Ryou?"

"Fine, Malik."

"There now, nothing to be scared of, right?"

"Yeah, I guess so." Ryou said, and smiled when Malik kissed his cheek.

"Let's go." Bakura snarled. They all piled into the car. Bakura dropped Malik and Marik of at their home, and then sped back to his and Ryou's house. As soon as they got there, Ryou leapt out of the car, and dragged Bakura inside, slamming the door.

"Okay. Do it now." Ryou said, looking very fierce. Bakura chuckled, and placed his palms on Ryou's cheeks. There was a brief blue shimmer, and Ryou gasped.

"There. All healed." Bakura said, and Ryou felt the backs of his gums with his tongue. He smiled.

"Perfect." He said, then grabbed Bakura, and dragged the yami down to his bedroom. Bakura yelped when Ryou hurled him onto the bed, and climbed on top of him.

"Ryou?! What the hell has come over you!?" He gasped, but Ryou silenced him, crushing his lips to Bakura's, and forcing his tongue into the yami's mouth. Ryou kissed him, long and hard, until he had to stop to breathe. "What the hell?!" Bakura gasped.

"Shut up." Ryou panted. "It's been... too long.... since I've had a good kiss..........." Bakura blinked, then chuckled, and flipped Ryou off of his chest, and moved above the boy, kissing him passionately. Ryou was left dazed after the heated kiss. Bakura smiled, and kissed the tip of his nose.

"I love you... Ry Ryou breathed, and Bakura chuckled.

"I love you too." He said, and grinned. "Crazy hikari......"