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Category:
Yu-Gi-Oh › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
Views:
4,161
Reviews:
89
Recommended:
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.
Dolls Humor
Hello Hello! I'm back with another chapter I am I am. If I have counted right, then the 50th reviewer is a person named Jana.
So, Jana, in your next review, tell me what you want me to draw for you and I shall! Hurry though,
you only have 3 days left, or I go to my 60th reviewer. Thanks everyone who is reviewing, but I have a request.
PLEASE stop saying it sounds like Chobits! It may a little but my Idea for this fanfic isnt from that! So PLEASE STOP IT!
X_x;;
Also, I apologize for it being so short.
Anyways, on with the fic and stuff! I dont own Yugioh.
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^Bakura's Apartment^
Bakura sighed as he hung up the phone. Damn that Marik! Damn him and his expensive Doll! Growling to himself,
he calculated how much the shit for the legs to work would cost and groaned at the number.
Suddenly pale skinny arms wrapped themselves around his waist and a warm body leaned against his back.
"Whats wrong, Kura..?" Ryou asked softly. Bakura sighed again then turned around in the arms and pulled the boy
closer to himself, burying his nose in the sweet smelling white hair then leaning down and kissing Ryou gently.
"That ass is in town and needs a place to stay..He sounds interested in Malik.." He replied.
"Malik?" Ryou looked up at him questioningly and Bakura chuckled.
"He's Mariks Doll..He found him infront of his door in a bag.." Ryou gasped softly.
"That must have been awful for Malik..Why was he like that?" Bakura shrugged.
"He doesnt know. His memory is wiped clean.." Ryou blinked and nodded slightly. "Sort of..Like...M-"
He was cut off as the door suddenly opened and a strange man walked in.
Ryou's eyes lit up a bit and Bakura rolled his eyes then smirked. "What took you?
^Mariks Apartment^
Mariks silvery lavender eyes drifted over to Maliks face, which showed intense concentration.
He was concentrating on something in his hand. Glancing back to his own hand, Marik smirked. He would win this.
He looked to Malik. "Do you have a 7..?" Maliks eyes lit up happily. "Go Fish!"
"Gah!" Marik growled in anger. He sucked at this game, ever since he was younger.
Him and Isis used to play and he would always lose. He was sorta hoping that he
could win against Malik, who was playing for the first time, but nooo...He just HAD to be a computer...
Snorting, Marik pulled a card from the deck and the game continued.
Their game was interrupted by a phone call, which Marik answered while looking at his cards thoughtfully.
"Yo..Marik here.." Marik answered before blinking and growling something that someone on the other end had said.
"So...He's coming here then...Alright...I'll see you in an hour then." Marik replied before hanging up and reclaiming his
spot on the couch.
"Is something wrong, Master?" Malik tilted his head, looking up at him with a look of ignorance.
Smirking slightly, Marik reached over and patted Maliks head like a cat or something, which actually surprised himself.
"Looks like you're going to get the ability to walk soon." Marik said, while mentally saying to himself 'Which is a bit
of a shame because I was having fun carrying you everywhere..'
They resumed their game, and Malik won once again so Marik decided that it was time to stop.
Malik leaned against him slightly and he tensed before relaxing and giving him a pet on the head.
The Doll looked up at him and asked, "Who is coming, Master?" And Marik thought for a moment before replying,
"Bakura, maybe Ryou, and a friend of theirs.." He shrugged, not really caring, as long as they didnt do anything
harmful to his Doll.
Malik blinked slowly then copied his movement and shrugged slightly as well. Marik chuckled softly, resisting the
urge to pull him into his arms and hug him closely while whispering 'mine'. He really had to do something about
these urges. Sure, the sexual drive was normal, but the whole wanting to screw a Doll thing kind of disturbed him.
A little more than usual anyways.
Sighing, Marik closed his eyes while boredly thinking to himself. What if he couldnt let Malik go after his research
was done? Did he still want to do research on him? Why was he bothering to do all this? The questions ran through
his mind like bullets, each one imbedding itself into his brain.While Marik was lost in his thoughts, he didn't notice
Malik looking up at him curiously before looking to the other side of the couch where the tv's remote was.
Pulling away from the older man slowly, he reached over Mariks lap while staring at his prize intently.It was then that
his strength failed him and he fell onto Mariks lap, who let out a surprised yelp and jumped, actually high enough to
knock Malik off his lap and onto the couch, and landing ontop of him, straddling the Dolls ass in a suggestive position.
It was at that moment that the door opened and Bakura walked in, looking around.Marik froze up. "Oi, Marik! We're here!"
Bakura scanned the room before stopping on Marik and Malik and his eyes widened slightly while Ryou followed up beside
him and blushed darkly at the sight. Marik suddenly snapped out of his stupor and jumped off of Malik, who had gotten the
remote, before picking Malik up and sitting him in an upright position before turning to them. An hour couldnt have gone
by that fast, could it?
"Uh...Hey, Bakura..Ryou.." He grinned slightly before Bakura snapped out of it then grinned slyly at Marik.
"Ahh...Now I see why you say you 'hated' Dolls...You actually have a feti-" Marik cut Bakura off at that. "Where's the
guy that can fix Malik?" Bakura merely smirked and gave Marik a 'we're-going-to-talk-about-this-later-so-be-prepared' look
then pointed out the door. "He's on his way. Carrying some equiptment up." Bakura answered. "Why arent you helping him?"
Marik asked then Bakura grinned. "He already has someone helping him."
At that moment there was a loud thud and a "DAMMIT!" heard from the stairs of the building before someone walked up,
followed by another who was helping him carry some things. Mariks eyes widened drastically and looked at this person
then back at Bakura then back to the stranger. "No....Fucking....Way..."
___________________________________________________________________________________________TBC___
Wahahahhhah! Fear me and my evilness! Whoever can guess who this mysterious person in will be mentioned somewhere
in the next chapter!*Cackles insanely*
So, Jana, in your next review, tell me what you want me to draw for you and I shall! Hurry though,
you only have 3 days left, or I go to my 60th reviewer. Thanks everyone who is reviewing, but I have a request.
PLEASE stop saying it sounds like Chobits! It may a little but my Idea for this fanfic isnt from that! So PLEASE STOP IT!
X_x;;
Also, I apologize for it being so short.
Anyways, on with the fic and stuff! I dont own Yugioh.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
^Bakura's Apartment^
Bakura sighed as he hung up the phone. Damn that Marik! Damn him and his expensive Doll! Growling to himself,
he calculated how much the shit for the legs to work would cost and groaned at the number.
Suddenly pale skinny arms wrapped themselves around his waist and a warm body leaned against his back.
"Whats wrong, Kura..?" Ryou asked softly. Bakura sighed again then turned around in the arms and pulled the boy
closer to himself, burying his nose in the sweet smelling white hair then leaning down and kissing Ryou gently.
"That ass is in town and needs a place to stay..He sounds interested in Malik.." He replied.
"Malik?" Ryou looked up at him questioningly and Bakura chuckled.
"He's Mariks Doll..He found him infront of his door in a bag.." Ryou gasped softly.
"That must have been awful for Malik..Why was he like that?" Bakura shrugged.
"He doesnt know. His memory is wiped clean.." Ryou blinked and nodded slightly. "Sort of..Like...M-"
He was cut off as the door suddenly opened and a strange man walked in.
Ryou's eyes lit up a bit and Bakura rolled his eyes then smirked. "What took you?
^Mariks Apartment^
Mariks silvery lavender eyes drifted over to Maliks face, which showed intense concentration.
He was concentrating on something in his hand. Glancing back to his own hand, Marik smirked. He would win this.
He looked to Malik. "Do you have a 7..?" Maliks eyes lit up happily. "Go Fish!"
"Gah!" Marik growled in anger. He sucked at this game, ever since he was younger.
Him and Isis used to play and he would always lose. He was sorta hoping that he
could win against Malik, who was playing for the first time, but nooo...He just HAD to be a computer...
Snorting, Marik pulled a card from the deck and the game continued.
Their game was interrupted by a phone call, which Marik answered while looking at his cards thoughtfully.
"Yo..Marik here.." Marik answered before blinking and growling something that someone on the other end had said.
"So...He's coming here then...Alright...I'll see you in an hour then." Marik replied before hanging up and reclaiming his
spot on the couch.
"Is something wrong, Master?" Malik tilted his head, looking up at him with a look of ignorance.
Smirking slightly, Marik reached over and patted Maliks head like a cat or something, which actually surprised himself.
"Looks like you're going to get the ability to walk soon." Marik said, while mentally saying to himself 'Which is a bit
of a shame because I was having fun carrying you everywhere..'
They resumed their game, and Malik won once again so Marik decided that it was time to stop.
Malik leaned against him slightly and he tensed before relaxing and giving him a pet on the head.
The Doll looked up at him and asked, "Who is coming, Master?" And Marik thought for a moment before replying,
"Bakura, maybe Ryou, and a friend of theirs.." He shrugged, not really caring, as long as they didnt do anything
harmful to his Doll.
Malik blinked slowly then copied his movement and shrugged slightly as well. Marik chuckled softly, resisting the
urge to pull him into his arms and hug him closely while whispering 'mine'. He really had to do something about
these urges. Sure, the sexual drive was normal, but the whole wanting to screw a Doll thing kind of disturbed him.
A little more than usual anyways.
Sighing, Marik closed his eyes while boredly thinking to himself. What if he couldnt let Malik go after his research
was done? Did he still want to do research on him? Why was he bothering to do all this? The questions ran through
his mind like bullets, each one imbedding itself into his brain.While Marik was lost in his thoughts, he didn't notice
Malik looking up at him curiously before looking to the other side of the couch where the tv's remote was.
Pulling away from the older man slowly, he reached over Mariks lap while staring at his prize intently.It was then that
his strength failed him and he fell onto Mariks lap, who let out a surprised yelp and jumped, actually high enough to
knock Malik off his lap and onto the couch, and landing ontop of him, straddling the Dolls ass in a suggestive position.
It was at that moment that the door opened and Bakura walked in, looking around.Marik froze up. "Oi, Marik! We're here!"
Bakura scanned the room before stopping on Marik and Malik and his eyes widened slightly while Ryou followed up beside
him and blushed darkly at the sight. Marik suddenly snapped out of his stupor and jumped off of Malik, who had gotten the
remote, before picking Malik up and sitting him in an upright position before turning to them. An hour couldnt have gone
by that fast, could it?
"Uh...Hey, Bakura..Ryou.." He grinned slightly before Bakura snapped out of it then grinned slyly at Marik.
"Ahh...Now I see why you say you 'hated' Dolls...You actually have a feti-" Marik cut Bakura off at that. "Where's the
guy that can fix Malik?" Bakura merely smirked and gave Marik a 'we're-going-to-talk-about-this-later-so-be-prepared' look
then pointed out the door. "He's on his way. Carrying some equiptment up." Bakura answered. "Why arent you helping him?"
Marik asked then Bakura grinned. "He already has someone helping him."
At that moment there was a loud thud and a "DAMMIT!" heard from the stairs of the building before someone walked up,
followed by another who was helping him carry some things. Mariks eyes widened drastically and looked at this person
then back at Bakura then back to the stranger. "No....Fucking....Way..."
___________________________________________________________________________________________TBC___
Wahahahhhah! Fear me and my evilness! Whoever can guess who this mysterious person in will be mentioned somewhere
in the next chapter!*Cackles insanely*