Call Me Isis

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disclaimer, i do not own YGO or anything concerning anime besides my fan fics for that matter
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This fic was a one try thing, and will never be updated. But i will leave it here for your enjoyment... I hope its enjoyable... O.o Because the other fics I had were from by beginning as a writer, and they weren't very good. Yet... I'd defend them to the death from the hands of a flamer! Flamers suck! MATURE fanfic writers unite!

Sometimes chicks need time to get to know each other a little better. Women need to bond more than men, because they are more sensitive. It's no surprise that some women find themselves straying away from the opposite sex. This was the case with Mai Valentine, and Ishizu ishtar. Ishizu, called Isis by those who knew her best, didn’t have many friends. She would watch Yugi and his friends hang out and do everything together, and miss the times when her life was so carefree, and she didn’t feel like the weight of the world was on her shoulders. With the long awaited return of the Pharaoh, it was her job to make sure he knew what he needed to know, without knowing so much that it could change the course of history. She had observed him and had noticed on occasion, that a blonde hung out with his friends. She didn’t know much about her until one day...

Isis was in the women’s department, shopping for a new dress when Mai appeared. "Hey! You’re that chick that follows yugi and his pals around aren’t you? Are you stalking him or something? Cause you totally look like the stalking type."

Isis looked at Mai with a disgruntled stare. 'How dare she accuse me of stalking him. If she only knew what my real reasons were...'

"Oops," said Mai, noticing Isis's glare, "I didn’t know you were so uppity."

Isis said nothing and turned away from Mai as she slid the clothes back and forth on the rack, looking for something that she would wear. It was hard to find something that she would wear in Japan. The natural, earthy colors of Egypt were soft on the eyes, whereas in Japan, there were all sorts of strange designs and fashions that she wasn’t used to.

"You should try this one on," said Mai, lifting up a short pink dress that looked like a long tube top.

"I'm not wearing that!" said Isis, snatching the dress from Mai.

"Why not? You need to liven up your wardrobe. Every time I see you your wearing some old rag that looks like you borrowed it from your grandma or something."

"I beg your pardon!" Isis snarled.

"Look, chick, I'm just saying you should try it on. What will it hurt? I'll give you a second opinion. Come on, the dressing rooms are over here," she said, as she snatched up the dress and began to drag Isis over to the dressing rooms.

She resisted a little, trying to convince Mai to let her go. "Oh, come on... Uh.. What’s your name? I'm Mai, by the way."

"Its Ishizu... and I don’t want to try that horrible looking thing on. It looks lit wit wouldn't fit anyway."

"Oh come on, Ishizu! I think you’d look pretty snazzy in it." Mai said with a wink.

Isis looked at her and raised an eyebrow. Mai stopped pulling on her when they reached the stalls and pushed her in. She threw the dress over the door and told her to put it on. Isis tried to push the door open but Mai pushed it back closed. Isis was getting frustrated with Mai by now, and threw the dress back over the door. It landed on Mai's head, which really annoyed her. Mai entered the stall.

"What are you doing?!" Isis said nervously. She had never been this close to another female before.

"I'm going to help you out of your clothes so you can try on this dress."

"No!" Isis cried, making other customers stare in their direction.

"Oh, come on!" Mai started to unbutton the front of her dress.

Isis bursted through the door, catching the attention of everyone in the store. She stopped in front of the stall, and Mai peered form behind her at the crowd of people staring at them. There were some whispers from the crowd and Isis flew past them with Mai behind her. Mai threw the dress over the rack as she followed Isis out of the door.

"Wait up! Why are you running?" Isis didn’t slow down, she walked briskly down the west wing of the mall, past the shoe stores and Claire's. "Please stop! I'm sorry."

Isis turned around and looked at Mai with cocked brow and uplifted chin. "I don’t believe you."

Mai stood dumbfounded by her bluntness. "Well, let me apologize some other way, Ishizu. Hm... Have you ever gone to the movies?"

"Of course I’ve been to the movies!" Isis's eyes flared angrily. "Do you think I'm some kind of hermit?"

"Well sooorryyyy! It just seems like you don’t have much of a life, following that little squirt Yugi around," Mai explained.

"You have got some nerve! First you push me into a stall and try to make me put on a dress I don’t like, then you get in with me and start unbuttoning my clothes," Isis stopped and looked down, she noticed she hadn’t re-buttoned her blouse, she quickly did this and began to rant again. "And then you chase me out of the store, and last but not least, you have the nerve to tell me I have no life! You don’t even know me."

"Well lets get to know each other then." Mai tittered, winking and licking her lips.

Isis wasn’t sure what she meant, but she knew what it sounded like. “What are you talking about?”

“Lets go to the movies, we can talk there and maybe you can find a way to convince me that you aren’t as lame as you seem.” Mai looked at her seriously, hoping to strike a nerve with her reverse psychology.

“I don’t know..” Isis was weary of this character. She seemed reckless, since Isis was more of the cautious type, she didn't want to venture into unknown territory.

“Please..." Mai pouted, "It's to make up for me embarrassing you back there. That new Halle Berry movie is really good.”

“Ok...” Isis sighed.

“Great! You're gonna love it! First she falls in love with this guy who turns out ot be abusive...”

“Don’t tell me!" Isis flinched at one of her many peeves. "I want to see it for myself.”

Mai apologized and Isis smiled. It was the first time Mai had seen her smile, and she thought she looked pretty... Mai slowly brushed her fingers across her cleavage as her breath left her for a moment.

They went to the movies and got their tickets. While the previews rolled, they talked about guys and clothes. Mai wasted no time finding out more about Isis’s past. She asked question after question, and Isis answered them without hesitation, confident that nothing would be altered by a typical female with no Sennen Items.

After the movie, Mai asked Isis did she need a ride, “Not really. My apartment isn’t far from here.”

“Where do you stay? I'm not driving, but I'm going to rent a cab... And if its not a problem, I'd like to see where you live. I don’t have anything better to do, and when I get there I can organize your closet and maybe throw out a few things...”

"There you go again!" Isis looked at her and cocked her lips to the side. “You can come in, but don’t touch my stuff, especially not my clothing.”

“Deal, babe,” Mai replied. When they got to the apartment and Isis opened the door, Mai didn’t give her a chance to enter her own home. Mai pushed past her strolled into the room like it was a runway. “Man, this place is so posh. You must be pretty rich.”

“Not really." Isis explained. "My brother got this place for me. Even though we aren’t close, and we seem a world apart when it comes to our lives, he still looks out for me...”

“Well, I don’t have anyone to look out for me. I look out for my self,” Mai proclaimed, adding, "Chicks should actually look out for each other, you know. Even when it comes to things as simple as clothes."

She went into Isis’s room and dashed to the closet. “Well, no wonder you were shopping, hun. These clothes are a nightmare. Just out of curiosity, which of these is your favorite?”

Isis walked to the closet and pulled out a long scarf-like piece of cloth. It was thin enough to see the color of her skin through, but think enough to last a few good washings. “This is a dress, believe it or not. It’s a form of long traditional garb that can be worn in many different fashions depending on how you wrap it around your body.”

“It looks weird..." Mai said, turning her lips up and frowning. Isis caught a hint of a smile on her lips that quickly faded as she said, "How do you put it on?”

Isis started to wrap the cloth around herself, starting at her hips, covering her butt and crotch first. “You don’t want to show all your privates so you have to start here first, of course.”

“Put it on," the blonde demanded, starting to squirm anxiously. "I want to see how it looks.”

“Um.... Not now," Isis stammered, "I’ve got laundry to do...”

“Oh, come on, it’ll only take a second. it seems pretty cool now that I know what it is." As Isis stood there, shaking her head, Mai approached her. "Here, I'll help you put it on.” Mai started to unbutton Isis’s dress again. Isis stopped her before she could get too far. “What’s wrong? You don’t have anything I haven’t seen before and don’t have myself.” Mai grinned at Isis and she tried to relax a bit. Mai finished unbuttoning her dress and walked behind her, sliding her dress down her shoulders slowly. She didn’t take her hands off of Isis’s warm flesh until the dress reached her hips, Mai put her hands on Isis waist and gently slid the dress of completely.

She took Ishizu’s hand and pulled her forward, beckoning her to step out of the dress. Mai stared at her firm breasts. She could tell it was a full D cup by just looking at her breasts. Her underwear matched perfectly, both pieces were white lace with small roses designed into them. Mai picked up the wrap from the floor and put her arms around Isis, bring the other end around her and began to repeat the process until her lower body was covered, but not too much. She then took the pieces hanging from both ends and crossed them behind Ishizu’s neck, pulling the wrap over her breasts. Mai got right up against her now, tying the pieces together behind her.

She stood back and looked at her creation with a dissatisfied look. “I can see your underwear through it, and your bra straps make it look tacky.” Isis said nothing as Mai untied the wrap and let it fall to the floor around Isis. She walked behind Isis again, and began to unfasten her bra.

Isis spun around. “What are you doing?”

“I want to see how it looks without your underwear showing.” Mai said, not hiding her excited smile.

“I think you just want to see me without my underwear!" Isis cried, shocked, but somehow not. "You’ve been acting like this all day...”

“So, you you up for it then?" asked Mai. "Im sure you know what I want to do, and you’ve let me get this far which means you must be somewhat interested in me.”

“I don’t know.. This is just new to me.” Isis said shyly, wondering if she knew what she was getting into.

“It ok, its new to everyone at some point. Ill show you how its done.”

Isis said nothing and just turned around, allowing Mai to unfasten her bra completely and slide it off. Mai reached around her and felt her breasts. They were soft and warm, Mai got more anxious now, she couldn’t wait to taste her flesh. Mai could tell Isis was stiffening up and told her to relax. Isis didn’t have time to relax long before Mai pulled off her underwear. This made Isis more nervous. “Here, why don’t you take off my clothes now. It might help you loosen up to the idea of being with another woman.

Isis slowly untied Mai’s purple tube top, allowing it to fall to the floor. Mai’s breasts were immediately exposed and she stared up at them as she reached down and started to unzip Mai’s skirt. It fell to the floor with the rest of their clothes, revealing that Mai wasn’t wearing any panties either.

“I made it easy for you huh?” Mai said in a sultry whisper. She took Ishizus hand and led her to the king sized bed in the center of the room. Mai got in front of Isis and before she could speak, Mai pushed her down on the bed and climbed on top of her, their legs between each others. Mai kissed her and let her tongue explore Isis’s mouth. Isis was a good kisser and even though her wet tongue was wonderful, Mai wanted more.

She slid her hand down between her partner’s legs, gently caressing the wet heat inside. Isis began to moan softly and squirm just a bit underneath Mai as she scooched down and began to kiss her inner thighs as she continued to rub her clit. “Oh...” Isis began to moan a little louder now and Mai took this as a hint that she was ready. Mai began to lick her wet cunt as the sexy Egyptian woman writhed underneath her, her tanned skin glistening with sweat. Her brown thighs rocked gently with the rhythm of Mai’s tongue against her clit. Mai inserted a finger inside Isis as she lapped up her juices, sliding it in and out of her pussy, she then added another... And another... Mai felt herself getting unbarably wet and took the fingers out of Isis, only to place two within herself, running her own clit with the other as she began to masturbate. Mai removed them slid her inded finger across Isis’s lips. Isis placed Mai’s finger in her mouth, and sucked it until the flavor was gone.

“Mmm. Oh, yeah..,” Mai moaned with Isis now, the sound of each other only making them more exited. Mai gave Isis one finally lick before to crawl up to where Isis was, and brung her pussy up to Isis’s face. Isis began to lick her, sticking her tongue deeply inside her partner, as Mai rocked back and forth as Isis continued to lick every ounce of her. “Oh, yeah... Lick it good...” Isis stopped and pushed Mai over till they lay horizontally on the bed. Isis and Macedaced each other now, but backwards in a sixty-nine. Isis began to kiss Mai and made her way down to her breasts, stopping to slowly suck on them as she finished her journey downward and situated herself on top of Mai's face.

They began to eat each other out, Mai clutched onto Isis’s thighs, and Isis did the same. They squirmed against each others tongues and Mai began to reach orgasm. “Oh, God...” Mai moaned loader as she began to rock faster and Isis began to eat her faster, making her cum in record time. Mai came and relaxed herself once more, positioning herself to return the favor. She began to lick Isis in circles. Mai lapped up the wetness like there was no tomorrow, the tangy flavor satisfied her sexual appetite. “Oh, yeah... Oh! Oh! Um....” Isis came with a load moan as she released the built up sexual pressure from within herself.

“See,” said Mai, catching her breath as she caressed gently her own pussy, “It was in you all along, Ishizu...”

“Call me Isis..,” she replied.


The end... ^_~ Please review my first and only Yuri fic!