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Take Me	By : kaite Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3642 -:- 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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Hello readers. I�m so sorry I couldn�t update yesterday but I had to read for my literary response essay. I spent a total of 10 hours yesterday reading. The other few hours I was up I had to do other random shit for school. @-@ Again, so sorry. Thank you to:
dragonkitty- Yeah, I figured that he wouldn�t think much of it. (you�ll see why in later chapters)
madness- Thanks. I didn�t really think that it was all that good but I got suggestions on how to make it better in the future. (THANK YOU MOTARTZ_BALLAD!!!!!) But no, Bakura did not use lube and so that is why Ryou is hurting in the morning and doesn�t want to do it again so soon.
Bambi- Again, soooooo sorry I couldn�t update. ^-^;;>
Ikyutakei- Glad you liked.
Again, thanks to all of my reviewers. And please, keep on reviewing! ^-^/
On to chapter 6!
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I pushed myself off of the comfy barstool to get to answer the phone. Knowing how much it agitated Bakura when the phone rang, I practically dashed to pick it up. I casually glanced up at Bakura who looked upon me with wavering curiosity and yet at the same time, he looked upon the phone with a face of scorn. My thumb quickly pressed the talk button.
"Hello. Bakura residence. Ryou speaking," I answered in my usual cheery tone. Hearing nothing on the other end but static, I walked around a bit to see if I could improve reception. "Hello? Is anyone there?" With that said, the line went dead into one constant tone. I slowly turned off the phone and put it down on its receiver, going back to my breakfast, visibly shaken.
"Ryou, who was on the phone?" Bakura inquired. I could see the concern in his eyes.
Smiling, I answered him, "No one was there. It was just a line of static."
"That�s strange. Oh well."
Noticing my hand shaking, I tried to steady myself by toying with the sausage on my plate. Almost immediately, Malik noticed this.
"Ryou, you on speed or something? You�re shaking."
"No. I�m fine. I- I�m just-" Before I could finish, Bakura answered for me, knowing exactly how I felt.
"Frightened by the sound of static on the phone?" he said. I looked up and over at him to see him smirking. "You know, maybe seeing The Ring wasn�t the best choice for a movie last weekend. How many days has it been since you saw that movie?" I gaped at him with shock. Lowering his voice considerably so that I could almost not hear him, he whispered, venom dripping from his voice, "Seven?"
My face paled, drained of all its color by the fear that overtook me. I had made the horrid decision to go see The Ring last weekend with Jou, Honda, and Yugi. Knowing it was a bad idea, I protested along with Yugi that we should see something else but Jou and Honda simply made fun of my fears. Practically dragging us into the theater, we watched all of the horror and mental torture that took place during that movie. Because of this I now fear static, phone calls, and the number seven. The fact that Bakura would bring that all up pissed me off to no end.
"Oh relax, Ryou. Somara is not coming to get you so don�t worry. Besides, why should you worry when you have the Millenium Ring? I�m sure that the dark magic it wields is more powerful than anything you saw in that movie. Not to mention, you have me to protect you�"
With these words said, he had gotten up off of his chair and was holding me from behind like he had done in the kitchen. Rubbing his hands up and down my stomach, Bakura gently whispered in my ear, "No one will hurt you as long as you have me."
Malik rolled his eyes at me. He had already eaten all of his food and was now staring at the two of us. "God, get a fucking room if you�re going to do that shit again. And please, next time warn me so that I can sleep on the couch. It�s really not all that fun to be on the listening side of the wall."
Bakura had stopped the caressing of my abdomen. Now facing Malik, he snorted. "Glad to know that now I�ve paid you back for all of those times you just �accidentally� brought a girl into your room and had sex with her for countless hours on end."
"Hey, it wasn�t my fault. Besides, I didn�t make her SCREAM MY NAME like you did," Malik retorted, staring at me straight in the eyes. He contorted his face in mock happiness, speaking with obvious sarcasm dripping from his voice, looking back at Bakura. "But other than that, I really am happy for you, Bakura. You needed to hit that shit for a long- ass time. Granted, I always thought that it would be a woman but hell, even I can be off sometimes."
"Really. I thought you knew," Bakura spat back, "that I was gay. I mean, you being gay yourself, I would think that you would have some sort of vibe." I dropped my fork, stunned. Feeling my mouth wide- open, I tried to speak but no words came out. Malik was gay! All this time, his bragging about all of the women he had slept with, saying how he would always have only the most beautiful women, it was all a façade! Turning a deep magenta in the face, his eyes showed pure rage at Bakura, who stood there with his innocent smile. Finally, I managed to choke out the words.
"Malik, you�re gay? But I thought that-" I stopped when he turned his fierce gaze upon me. Bakura began to chuckle a bit. "Come on, Malik. It�s not like the world will end. You�re into guys. So what? Just get a bottle of lube and get over it. I mean, look at yourself! It�s not like it wasn�t painfully obvious to begin with!"
"I was not that obvious. At least not as obvious as you make it sound�" he was now looking down, giving his best pout towards Bakura and I, looking for sympathy. But all I was wondering about in my mind was what Bakura had said. Deciding to confront my curiosity, I asked Bakura, "What�s lube?"
He looked at me, stunned that I was asking. It was now Malik who was laughing. "You mean you didn�t use any last night, Bakura? Damn. I feel sorry for Ryou. No wonder he�s hurting today!" Not knowing what he meant by that, I looked over to Bakura who was now blushing. "I need to go get some�" he mumbled to himself as he drew away from me and sat back down in his seat. Now I wanted to know more than ever what exactly lube was. "Bakura, what is lube?"
"Ryou, my dear friend," Malik began, grabbing my shoulders, "lube is something that you are supposed to use when having sex. It makes it easier on both people involve. You use it by taking a generous amount-"
"That�s enough, Malik. I don�t need you giving my lover sex advice," Bakura said, swatting Malik�s hands off of me. I made a mental note to myself to use lube next time. Maybe it would help ease the pain and increase the pleasure of sex. "Okay. I think I understand now. Thanks, Malik," I said, smiling at him while rubbing my foot against Bakura�s. He gently rubbed back, slowly pulling off my slippers with his toes.
"No prob. So anyway, would you mind calling Yugi up for me?" Malik asked, using what Yami called the "hikari eyes." "Why exactly do I have to call him?" I inquired, wanting to know why he needed to use me to call someone.
"Because you�re friends with him," he answered innocently.
"And that makes a difference why?" I firmly asked him. Usually, he didn�t want to associate with Yugi or any of his friends except for me.
"Because Yami won�t let me talk to Yugi because of the whole �you�ll always be evil to me even though it was your psychotic yami who did all of those things to try and take over the world� grudge he has against me. I figured he would let you talk to him for me."
Seeming like a good enough answer, I softened my expression and calmly asked him, "Okay. Why do you need to talk to Yugi?"
"Because he borrowed my Millenium Rod and I want it back. It�s been nearly two months and every time I try to talk to Yugi, Yami answers and hangs up on me."
"Okay. Hand me the phone and I�ll call him right now. He should be up," I told Malik as he eagerly tossed me the phone. I dialed up Yugi�s number to find it was Yami who once again answered.
"Turtle Game Shop. How may I help you?" he answered in his slightly deep voice.
"Hello, Yami. This is Ryou. May I please speak to Yugi?" I asked as politely as possible.
"Sure! I�ll go get him right now," he replied. Hearing him walk up the stairs and into Yugi�s room, I waited patiently for Yugi to answer. Instead, a few minutes after, I heard the soft moans of Yugi through the phone. "Mmm. Yami, that tickles," I could hear him say through the connection. Furrowing my brows, I silently mouthed the word "Eww."
"What�s the matter?" Bakura questioned, as I must have looked estranged. I handed the phone over to him as he put the receiver to his ear. "Oh God! The pharaoh and his hikari are having phone sex!" he shouted, smirking at the humiliation that he would put Yami through. Malik quickly ran over to the phone, shoving Bakura over a bit so that he could hear. I turned away in disgust. Now I knew why my yami and Malik had become friends: they both share their hate of Yami and they both are raging hormonal pervs sometimes.
"You�re crowding the phone, Bakura! I wanna hear them fuck!" Malik exclaimed as he fought for possession of the phone. "Quit being such an immature child, Malik! I�ll put it on speaker," Bakura said, tapping the button on the phone�s cradle that made the phone conversation come alive over the phone�s message speaker. I covered my ears and pretended not to hear anything. After about ten minutes of mentally listening to music in my head, I saw both Bakura and Malik pout. I could tell that the sex scene was over now. Uncovering my ears, I caught what Yugi was saying on the other line.
"So Yami, what is it you wanted to tell me?" he inquired, panting like a dog.
"Oh shit! Ryou�s on the phone!" Yami yelled out.
"God!" Yugi exclaimed. Hearing him shuffle to find the phone, Bakura took it off speaker version and handed it to me.
"That�s your cue," he said, smirking from his no doubt evil thoughts, Malik doing the same in the background.
"Ryou?! Oh God! I�m so sorry. I had no idea-"
"It�s alright. You don�t need to apologize," I said, cutting him off.
"Thanks. So what was it you needed to talk to me about?" he asked innocently. How someone could do such adult acts and then act as if it all were nothing was beyond me.
"Malik wants his rod back. He�s been wanting it back for a while now," I stated simply.
"Okay! We�ve been done with the rod for a while now. Yami said he would call Malik back and give it to him but I guess he just forgot. How about we meet in front of KaibaLand? We could all hang out together!"
"Sure! That sounds great! How does 2:00 sound?"
"Perfect! I�ll tell Yami. Again, I�m really sorry about earlier."
"It�s quite alright. Believe me. See you at two! Ja matta ne," and with that, I hung up the phone.
"He said he�ll meet us all at KaibaLand at two," I said, smiling towards Bakura and Malik. I did not yet want to tell them that we would be doing more than simply getting Malik�s rod back. "Cool. I better go now then. See you later," Malik said while exiting our apartment. As he shut the door, I turned to Bakura. "I�m going to go take a shower now."
He nodded his head, walking over into his bedroom to get ready himself. I gathered the remains of breakfast and put them in the sink for later. Taking the clothes I needed from my closet, I walked towards the shower with the intentions of simply washing myself. Stripping off the robe, shirt, pants and underwear, I hopped in to find the warm water utterly delightful. Closing the shower�s door behind me, I stood, the steamy water running down my back, making its way to my legs. I hadn�t even been in three minutes before I heard the bathroom door shut. I usually remembered to lock it but in all of the rush, I must have forgotten. Suddenly, I heard the shower door open.
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Gotta end it there. Sorry. Wait until next weekend for the update. Maybe I�ll be lucky enough to find time during the week to update but until then, matta ne beautiful readers of aff.net! AND PLEASE REVIEW!
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