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Saturday in the Park	By : Evilpyecat Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2237 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, nor do I make any profit off of it. I only own this story.

Chapter List
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Author's Notes: Hello, and welcome to my first fanfiction attempt. Please be kind enough to review after you have read it. I will post more as I get it typed up, but until then, enjoy chapter 1!
Pairings:
Marik/Malik
Bakura/Ryou

Saturday in the Park-Chapter One

Saturday mornings in the Ishtar household always started out the same way. Around 6 a.m., there would be a loud thump as a body hit the floor, followed by a string of slurred, half-asleep curses directed at the bed, floor, and whatever else had been in the way. Next, there was a moment of silence, followed by the overly happy voice of one specific psychotic dark, who by then had unearthed his very annoyed and still half-asleep light from the mound of pillows and comforter that made up their shared bed. Then, there would be a 30 minute “workout,” which included a lot of struggling from said light, who only wanted to sleep, and lots of coaxing and a little force from the dark, who had the sexual appetite and stamina to be able to continue all day, and all night, and all into the next day. But, the light would grudgingly accept his dark, always “rising” to the occasion before all was said and done. Then, there would be a shower, shared of course. After the shower would come breakfast, and finally the members of the home going off to do their own thing.
This particular Saturday, however, things would eventually go a different route.
The psychotic dark known as Marik began to stir, sleep lifting from his mind slowly. He grumbled, not wanting to leave the cozy confines of slumber just yet, and let loose a loud yawn with a good stretch. Then, as usual, he rolled over (the wrong way,) and landed on the floor with a heavy thud that shook the nightstand next to the bed, lamp rattling on top as well. It took all of 30 seconds for him to realize that he had, once again, fell off the bed.
“DAMNIT!!!”
Marik stumbled to his feet, head throbbing from landing on it, and from the case of beer he had guzzled down the night before.
“One of the days, you will be making some son of a bitch a nice addition to their room…..IN THE SHADOW REALM, YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!!”
Next, his attention came to the floor, which was a very sturdy oak wood, and did not have any kind of give to it, unfortunately for him.
“And you, bitch, you will follow the damn bed there in little FUCKING PIECES!!!”
And as Marik continued his rant, cussing out all the inanimate objects in the room, his light stood at the top of the stairs, listening to and trying not to laugh his ass off at his dark. He was in high spirits, having made it out of the bed early this morning, about 30 minutes before, thus avoiding the mauling he usually woke up to. He crept back down the stairs quietly, tactfully skipping the step that squeaked when someone stepped on it, and made his way back into the kitchen. Yes, today there was somewhere to go, instead of the usual cleaning and rambling around he did.
Finally, Marik decided that the floor and the furniture had got the point about conspiring against him. Oh, he knew that the bed and the floor were in cahoots with each other, they were practically next to each other all day, 7-24. They would go too far one day, and then, BANG, shadow realm. He stood there for about a minute, the wheels in his mind starting to turn a little faster, and finally a huge leering grin stretched across his face. Now, it was time for his morning nookie.
“Oh, Malik……”
He didn’t hear anything.
“Hikari-pretty…...”
Still nothing.
“Precious light of mine…….time to get up……”
And with a shriek of inhuman proportions, he dove into the pile of bedding lying on the opposite side of where he had been sleeping earlier. But, as he slung and shoved the mass of cloth and pillows out of his way, it dawned on him that his precious hiker had given him the slip this morning.
This did not please him.
So, now in a pissy mood for not getting his usual morning booty, he stomped to the door of his and Malik’s room, slung it open almost ripping the thing off of its hinges in the process, and began roaring at the top of his lungs.
“HIKARI-PRETTY!!!”
“Oh, gods, here we go,” sighed Malik.
“WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?”
“Urgghh, I’m in the kitchen, dumbass!” shouted Malik.
‘Oh really now?’ mused the dark.
“Get down here and eat breakfast already! We have somewhere to go today, remember?”
And with a lot of stomping and grumbling about his disobedient light, Marik made his way down the stairs, through the living room, and into the kitchen where said light was currently cooking scrambled eggs and toast. The smell of fresh brewed coffee hit his nose, and his stomach made its presence known, growling savagely for its keeper to feed it. Malik turned around, all smiles and sunshine, to greet the grumpy dark.
“Good morning, Mr. Grumpy,” chirped Malik.
“The only thing that would have made this morning good would have been me getting some lovin’,-pretty.”
“Boo-hoo-hoo, poor Marik didn’t get to rape his boyfriend this morning. OH GODS, the drama.”
Marik growled.
“Hey, bitch, you better watch your ass, or else I may just rectify that problem by having YOU for breakfast, instead of whatever you’re frying over there.” Malik just grinned.
“Nope, not happening. We have to eat and run, lovely dark of mine.”
“Where the hell are we running to? “
Malik rolled his eyes as he dished up breakfast onto the waiting plates in front of him.
“Can’t you remember anything? You and ‘Kura are taking me and Ryou to the park today to see the changing leaves.”
“That’s today?”
“Yup.”
Marik slumped over to the table and sat down in his chair heavily.
“Can’t we do that some other time? What’s so damn interesting about a bunch of dead and dying leaves, anyway?”
Malik sat Marik’s plate and a steaming mug of black coffee in front of him, and turned around to grab his own. Settling down in his spot opposite his dark at the table, he sipped his coffee carefully before responding.
“Look, the leaves changing colors is a wonderful site to see. They will be all sorts of Reds, Yellows, Oranges, and Browns, maybe a few that look Purple. It’s something I want to go and do. There aren’t any trees in Egypt like there are here, ya know.”
Marik groaned, and started shoveling huge bites of egg into his mouth, alternating between his toast and coffee.
“Can’t me and the thief just drop you off, and you and Ryou-pretty stare at the leaves by yourselves?”
“NO! You promised me a day out that didn’t include all the crazy shit you and ‘Kura do for fun. This day is about being together, and enjoying each other’s company. Not you and the tomb-robber causing utter chaos like you do when we go anywhere downtown.”
Another groan escaped Marik, the thought of walking around and staring at a bunch of fucking trees losing their leaves not exactly appealing to him.
“I tell you what, you go on your own, and I will go to the pool hall in town with Bakura, and you and Ryou can gawk at the dead trees all you want. Hell, I won’t even try to kill all of the animals I pass. I’ll just knock off a few. C’mon, whatcha say? Give your poor old dark a break?”
This was all said with huge puppy dog eyes shining at him, and a winning smile. And, this tactic would have worked on Malik, like it always did. However, Malik had been looking forward to having one normal outing with his dark, and not the psychopathic, destructive, and usually homicidal escapades that he and his fellow Ryou were drug out on at least twice a week, which usually ended with a police chase, stand-off, spot on the 5 o’clock news, and the pharaoh threatening to banish them all to the shadows if the poor lights couldn’t put a tighter leash on their insane darks. So, this time, he stood his ground, and decided to use the arsenal he had stockpiled away to get his way in the matter. The question was, would it work?
*sniff*
Marik froze in the act of downing the rest of his coffee.
*sniff, sniff*
“Hikari-pretty?”
*sniff, SOB, sniff*
Marik’s eyes got huge, and his mind started to panic.
“Baby, what’s the matter, huh?”
And Malik proceeded to lay it on thick, complete with rivers of tears streaming down his face and heart-wrenching sobs.
“Y-you don’t w-want to spend*sniff* any time with m-me*hic* anymore………”
“WHAT!?!”
“All you w-w-want to d-do is screw around *hic* with ‘K-k-kura……”
“No I don’t, precious. I just don’t want to go look at all the dumbass tress and the dumbass leaves. I want to spend with you, just not like that.”
“L-liar,” *hic, sob*
“It’s the truth!”
Having him hooked, Malik decided to now reel him in and secure his “catch”.
“NO! YOU ARE A LIAR! YOU PROMISED THIS DAY TO ME, AND NOW YOU DON’T WANT TO GO WITH ME ANYMORE! *gasp* YOU DON’T LOVE ME ANYMORE, DO YOU!?! YOU ASSHOLE!”
And Malik let the dam break, tears and sobs punctuated with hiccups and sniffles, and of course loud, braying bawling, that tore Marik down to the core.
Now, Marik could be a heartless dick, but he loved his-pretty, and always wanted him to be happy. If he was in good spirits, then Marik was in good spirits. Seeing as they never used their mind-link to each other, each keeping his thoughts to himself, they relied on outward displays of emotion from each other to determine their other halves mind frame and mood. Marik had only seen his lover cry twice before now: the first time in joy when he had returned to him from the shadows with his own body (thanks to the pharaoh’s kindness and caring for Malik and Ryou’s happiness), and the second time in grief when Malik’s cat had been ran over several months before. He hadn’t been able to stand seeing his precious light in so much pain, and had found out from the neighbors who witnessed the incident who it was that had been so careless.
After Marik ran the poor woman over at least a dozen times in her own car, she was banished to the shadow realm. Not even her pleas for her life for the sake of her children had moved him. Malik had cheered up somewhat when Marik had informed him that he had “spoken” to the woman who killed his little kitty, and had received an apology from the cat-slaughtering bitch. He had ended up pinned to the floor beneath his light, who had used his dick as a pogo stick for several hours as a thank you, bringing them both to paradise and back several times.
But, he couldn’t exactly banish himself to the shadows for hurting his light, now could he? Besides, all it was was a little walk in the park and a bunch of stinking leaves, anyway. Would it really hurt him to do this? Plus, he could rid the world of a few very annoying birds and squirrels in the process. Oh, yes, he could do this, easy.
So, standing up from his chair and flying over to the side of the table where Malik sat sobbing and wailing, Marik scooped his light up and took him over to the kitchen counter, where he sat him down gently and began to wipe away the tears with a paper towel.
“Please stop crying love. I’m sorry, OK? I’ll take you to see your damned leaves, and I’ll stay with you. Just please, please, for the love of Ra, stop crying, OK?”
‘HAHA, SUCKA!!!’ Malik’s victorious laughter rang out clear in his head.
“You m-mean i-it?”
“Yes, hiker-pretty. I would do anything for you, I love you, you know that.”
Malik stopped crying and smiled up at his dark, happy for him agreeing to continue their plans for the day and for playing the stupid ass like a fiddle.
“Well, I might as well get our dishes cleaned up, then. We have a busy day ahead of us.” With that said, Malik jumped down off of the counter and started cleaning up the remains of breakfast.
“Are we taking anything with us, precious?”
Malik thought for a moment.
“Hmm, we may want to bring a blanket with us to sit on in the grass if we stop to rest. Oooh, they’ll have some food vendors still out in the park, too. We can buy some lunch from one of them and have a little picnic under the trees. Yeah, that would be great!”
Marik groaned in his head. This day was not coming out at all like he wanted it to. Sighing, he went to get an old blanket and get dressed for the big day at the park.
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