Two Shots, Two Hits, Two Nights | By : vivarose Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2800 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: no lemon here but a bit of plot,
and its short, i'm sorry i just finished dropping out of nursing
school to pursue my long time love of graphic design. And i've been
working on my N3 fanfic which I hope you all can take the time to
read. Basically you can watch a trailer of the game and get the idea
of the plot for it. But here you go, speaking of plots, this is what
happens when you are allergic to cocaine boys and girls!
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“Hey, you guys need to move,”
a janitor nudged the three dozing teens with his mop. “Hey, the
party has been over for a while, come on.” He nudged them
again.
“Okay, okay,” the oldest of
the three, shook his head and began to stand.
“Pretty wild party huh?”
The janitor asked.
“Hmmm? Oh yeah. Crazy,”
Seto shook his head, the after sex tingly feeling was still clouding
his head. He leaned against the marble bar, and gathered up the
second line of cocaine, placing it back in the bag. Ryou and Malik
were still curled up in each other's arms.
“Come on you two. Let's go back
to my house.”
“Wahhh Seto, five more minutes,”
Malik whinnied, not moving from the spot he occupied in Ryou's lap.
“I promise that my bed is a lot
warmer and softer than the tiled floor of this club,” Seto
said, picking up his now soaking wet trench coat from the ceiling
sprinklers of rum. With a groan the two younger teens pulled
themselves up, then the trio began to walk to Kaiba's limo.
Once inside the limo, Ryou promptly
fell back asleep, sprawled out over the long leather seat looking
incredibly cute and worn out, the white haired boy never had been a
hardcore partier.
“Move sleepy butt!” Malik
pushed Ryou off the seat and onto the floor.
“Malik, don't be mean,”
Seto said, shoving the tan boy onto the floor.
“Who're you to talk about being
mean, Seto?” Malik rubbed his sore bottom, even though his fall
had been softened by landing on a still sleeping Ryou.
“Heh,” Seto chuckled and
pulled down a tray from the back of the seat in front of him and
brought back out the last line of cocaine he had.
“Ohhh let me try some,”
Malik said, sitting back on the seat next to Seto. The CEO looked at
him, but then shook his head.
“Awww why not?” Malik
whined.
“Have you ever used it before?”
“No.”
“Okay that there is reason
enough.”
“No its not,” Malik poked
Seto in the side gently. “Come onnnnnnn Seto, pweeese?”
“Fine here,” Seto slid the
tray over to Malik, who eagerly pulled the tray over and took the
rolled dollar bill from Seto. Inhaling deeply, the small mountain of
white disappeared quickly and Malik leaned back wiping his nose.
“Hee, I can't feel my nose,”
he giggled. Then his eyes rolled back in his head and his body
slumped back against the seat.
“Malik?” Seto shook the
younger boy. The Egyptian's tan body only slumped forward. “Shit!
Ryou wake up! Malik's allergic to cocaine!”
“What?” Ryou shook his head
sleepily, sitting up.
“Malik's allergic!”
“Fuck,” the albino
whispered. “What do we do? Where do we go? The hospital?”
“Hell no. Hospital means cops,
which means questions. Which mean a potential lawsuit,” Seto
ran his hands through his hair frantically.
“Seto...is Malik gonna die?”
“He will in the next ten minutes
if we don't get the antidote.”
“Yami...”
“What?”
“Yami has access to hospital
drugs, he's a male nurse. We need to go to his house. He's got tons
of stuff he lifted from the hospital.”
“Ryou its two-thirty in the
morning. And why do you know this?”
“Call him. He'll be up. He owes
me for the last time I saved his ass from getting caught last time he
was taking Percocet from the hospital.”
Seto gritted his teeth, not wanting to
go to his arch rival's house, but the tan young man lying on the seat
between him and Ryou would be dead if they didn't do something
quickly.
“Fine, what's his number?”
Seto flipped open his cell phone, dialing the number.
Ring...Ring...Ring
“Motuo
Residence.”
“Yami, we
need your help.”
“Kaiba? What
do want at this time of night?”
“Malik
overdosed, we're coming over. Ryou says you'll have the antidote.”
“Fuck! Kaiba
don't you bring him here! Don't you dare! I”m not having a
dying Egyptian in my house!”
“Too late
we're almost there.”
“Fuck! Yugi!”
Yami called. His sleeping partner raised his head.
“What Yami?”
“Find my
little green book!”
“What little
green book?”
“You know the
green one that's got all the drug antidotes in it!”
“Oh...”
“NOW!”
Yami yelled, Yugi jumped and tumbled out of the bed, looking for the
book.
“We'll be
there in two minutes, Yami.” Seto said, and hung up the phone.
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