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Baku, Ra, to Ringu: UnCut	By : KimyouTeki Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4030 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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An oddly familiar, yet somehow alien voice answered the phone.
"Kaiba..."
Something about how the person on the other end breathed it sent a chill down Kaiba's spine. "Who is this?"
A soft chuckle. "You always had such a sexy voice. I used to just close my eyes and listen to that voice..."
"Tell me where Mokuba is."
"... You know, I can't wait to see you again. It's been too long."
"Where is Mokuba?"
Laughter. "Don't worry, Honey, I was thinking about you the whole time."
"What the hell...? What is this? Tell me who you are right now!"
Soft chuckling escalated into mad laughter.
o o o
... skree, skreee... skree, skreee...
Ryou, ShuChan, and the others, watched, mesmerized, as the feature came to its final scene. Instead of a well, it was some sort of basement with a mud floor.
ShuChan's breath caught in his throat. This looks familiar!
A hand came out of the dirt and a tiny girl clawed her way to the surface and stood, head down, waist length hair hanging in her face. Walking in a familiar, jaunty fashion, she approached the screen.
Sweat popping out on his face, Hiro said, "So that's what the American Sadako looks like."
"No," said Ryou, "That's not her! Samara didn't have blonde hair!"
ShuChan said, "That's the girl I saw in the gift shop!"
"What the hell is going on?"
KSan took aim with his rifle--
The image vanished in a sea of static before the girl reached the screen. Everyone could be heard trying to catch their breath.
The screen went crimson, with a message for them:
SATURDAY IS THE DAY OF RECKONING
HAPPY X MAS
((((((O_O))))))
Ryou jumped and yelped when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He looked at Fluffy, who was still being clutched by Malik, and he was pointing in Bakura's direction.
"BakuChan?"
Bakura stood with his head tilted upwards, eyes closed, lips moving. He seemed to be in a trance. He was wobbling, his brow furrowed, and then, with a frightened cry, he jerked awake and looked around quickly. His eyes scanned the group, then settled on Ryou. His pale arm swung around and slapped his startled light's face with a loud whap that rocked his whole upper torso sharply to the side.
"I told you to wake me up!"
o o o

Fluffy shoved Bakura into the kitchen hard enough to send him crashing into the island counter, knocking over some jars. He stepped into the room and closed the door behind himself, all the while keeping his gaze directed at Bakura. "What the hell is your problem?"
Bakura leaned against the counter, glaring, eyelid twitching. "Fuck you, that's my problem." He stood and moved to circle Fluffy and leave the room, but Fluffy's arms shot out and encircled Bakura, trapping him against the counter. Fluffy got right in Bakura's warming face.
"We don't hurt our hikaris anymore."
Bakura leaned back as far as he could, trying to keep some distance. "He's my precious light. I'll do whatever the fuck I want to him."
Fluffy's eyebrows lifted. "What did you just say?"
o o o

Ryou sat on the couch, with Malik beside him. The TV was back to showing the news channel.
"Are you alright? I'd offer you some ice, but that's where Fluffy took Bakura, so..."
"I'm alright." He smiled a sad, empty smile.
Softly caressing the side of his aijin's face, Malik kissed Ryou's lips, a brief, featherlight brush of skin against skin.
ShuChan was smiling at them. "I didn't know you two were lovers."
"Oh! Uh..." Ryou became flustered. "Please don't tell Bakura... I mean, my brother. I think he'd be upset if he found out I was dating a man."
ShuChan winked. "Gotcha. But you know, you'll have to tell him sooner or later."
"I know..." Ryou lowered his head.
o o o

"You love him, don't you?"
Bakura turned away. "I don't have so much as a drop of fondness for anyone. Get out of my face already."
Bakura's skin twitched when Fluffy breathed into his ear: "My precious light... Pretty strong phrase..." He pushed Fluffy away and started to leave.
"You're a virgin, aren't you?"
He stopped cold, and slowly turned, his eyes like saucers, his face bright red.
"I'll take that as a yes." A self satisfied Cheschire cat smile was on his face.
"Don't look at me that way. You think there's something wrong with me because I've had better things to do than run around fucking anything warm?"
Fluffy shook with a silent chuckle. "You need to smile... and get laid. It would be a good release..."
He wasn't surprised at all when Bakura swung at him. He seized his arm before his fist could connect. Distracted by the other's strength, Bakura was caught completely off guard when Fluffy pulled him forward to crush their lips together.
Held tight, BakuChan couldn't pull away. He gasped at the feel of a tongue forcing its way into his mouth, prying his teeth apart to explore him. He felt a hand against the small of his back, pushing their bodies together. It was hard to breathe. He tried desperately to pull away, but the Egyptian had an iron grip on him.
He squeezed his eyes shut, and in the darkness under his eyelids, all he could see was Ryou's face. He calmed down, drew long, slow breaths through his nose, and returned the kiss. Fluffy let go of his arm, and Bakura took hold of Fluffy's shoulder.
ShuChan burst into the room. "Guys!"
Bakura shoved Fluffy and jumped away from him, then glared at ShuChan. "What the fuck do you want?"
ShuChan blinky-blinked. "Uh... There's something on TV..."
Bakura stalked to the door, and ShuChan stepped aside. He stopped and glared at ShuChan out the corner of his eye. "You tell anyone about this, and I'll fucking kill you."
ShuChan nodded.
"The same goes to you," he called back in Fluffy's direction before leaving the room.
He burst into the livingroom, looking horribly irritated. "What? What was on TV?"
Hiro was holding the remote. "We rewound and paused, so you could see it, too."
He glanced in Ryou's direction. Ryou opened his mouth to say something, but Bakura quickly looked away.
Little Yugi was on TV.
Bakura snorted. I thought this was important.
"This is to the person who stole my Millennium Puzzle. I've had enough of you attacking my friends, then running and hiding in the shadows. Those are the actions of a coward. I'm challenging you to come out and face me... in a duel!"
"Wow," said ShuChan. "I wonder if it'll be guns or swords..."
"He means Duel Monsters."
Hiro paused the TV. "He's challenging a psychotic killer... to a card game?"
ShuChan sweatdropped. "Shouldn't he call the cops or the yakuza or something?"
Fluffy and Bakura gave him blank stares, as if he was speaking gibberish. Hiro unpaused the show.
"If I win, you must return the Millennium Puzzle to me! And if you win, I'll give you these..." He laid out the three Egyptian Gods on the table.
Fluffy and Bakura goggled, their jaws dropping open and crashing on the floor.
o o o

Jouno snickered. Oh, Yugi... What the hell do I care about three pieces of card stock?
However, since they mean so much to you, it'll be my pleasure to take them away.
He heard the front door open, and smiled.
"Mokuba!"
Kaiba tried the light switch, and it didn't work. He looked around the livingroom, and saw nothing through the gloom until a tiny spark all the way at the other end of the room caught his eye. He walked up to it.
It was a candle, sitting on the floor.
He looked up, and there were more, leading the way down the corridor. Kaiba bolted and burst into the room at the end of the path.
There were several dozen candles about, illuminating the room. In the middle of it all, backlit by a fireplace, was a wingback chair, with Jouno sitting in it. He smiled and stood up.
He was wearing boots, leather pants, long silk gloves, and a midi, all black. His stance was shy, almost demure-- his legs were close together, and one arm hung down, the other arm bent with its hand rested on his elbow. His hair was still damp from the shower.
"Kaiba..."
Kaiba blinked, and arched an eyebrow. "Wheeler? What the hell are you doing here?"
"I'm here to see you, Kaiba."
Kaiba took a step backwards. "Have you lost your mind? I need to find Mokuba."
Jouno's eyelid twitched.
"Get out of my sight, Mutt." He turned and threw the doors open, then walked off down the hall to search the rest of the house.
"I'm in love with you, Kaiba!"
He stopped, and turned to face the blonde, his eyes wide with disbelief.
"That's right." He burst into a full run and charged Kaiba, knocking him to the floor. Straddling him, Jouno began to kiss him about the face and neck.
Kaiba had bumped his head on the floor, and was dazed. He could not believe the words that came out of Jouno's mouth between kisses.
"... Make love to me... Kaiba... I want you... inside me... I want to feel you... cumming inside me..."
He rocked his hips against Kaiba's, making him gasp. He snapped out of it and shoved Jouno away, getting to his feet. "I don't know what the hell's wrong with you, but you'd better tell me where Mokuba is, or get out of my house."
Rage blazed behind Jouno's deadly calm eyes. "What, you'd rather fuck him? You want him so badly?" He jumped to his feet and almost ran back into the room. "Fine, I'll show you Mokuba."
Kaiba followed, and when he entered the room, Jouno was holding up a gift bag.
"I was going to surprise you."
He tipped it, and Kaiba's gift fell out, bouncing across the floor, leaving a trail of crimson droplets.
Kaiba clamped one hand over his mouth and fell to his knees, trembling violently, drenched in sweat.
Jouno smiled, feeling quite pleased with himself.
"In case you're wondering, his body's still on the roof."
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