The Clothes Make The Spirit | By : Amarin Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Het - Male/Female Views: 5978 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“It’s the end of the world as we know it,” was the first thing out of Ryou’s mouth as he entered the Kame Game shop.
Yugi blinked. “Oh?”
Ryou nodded sagea saa sad expression on his face. “My alter-ego is getting bored.”
Yugi froze in the midst of straightening a shelf full of puzzles. “Bored?” he asked, dread dripping from the word.
“Hai,” Ryou confirmed.
“You’re kidding,” Yugi said, then, more firmly, he begged, “Please tell me you’re kidding.”
“Would that I were – but no,” Ryou denied.
Yugi carefully lowered himself from his precarious position on top of the stepstool and made his wobbly way over to a chair. “What exactly do you mean by ‘bored’?” he asked, hoping against hope it wasn’t as bad as he feared.
Yeah, right. Bakura, former King of Thieves and now all-around pain ie ase ass equipped with a Shadow Magic-powered Millennium Item at his disposal…
Was bored.
Insert horrified screaming here.
“He’s getting tired of waiting for people to prank us before going after other people,” Ryou replied, taking his own seat across from his friend.
Yugi, having spent over two years dealing with the three yamis in their midst, was not about to breathe a sigh of relief.
Yet.
“Well, not everybody is waiting,” Yugi pointed out. “How else do you think I ended up getting hit four times in one day?” He frowned sourly.
Ryou nodded. “Yes, I know, but I shudder to think exactly what Bakura is going to do.”
“Well, isn’t there anything you can do to…side track him?” Yugi asked.
A glint lit in brown eyes. Slowly a smile spread across Ryou’s face. “You know, Yugi…I think there just might be…”
“So, Bakura, are you stborebored?” Ryou asked as he lay panting on his bed.
“Bored?” Bakura asked, a lazy smile on his face. “Of course not, hikari.” He grinned lecherously. “How could I be bored with you offering me your willing body for my use – ‘however I want it’ was, I believe, the wording you used?” He trailed one hand suggestively over Ryou’s naked, sweat-sheened body, delighting in the shiver his action brought.
Ryou blushed and nodded bashfully. “Hai,” he confirmed, squirming under his yami’s expert touches.
Ah, the sacrifices we make for our friends…
And what willing sacrifices they are.
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