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Opposites Attract
By
Hideki LaShae
I take--2 steps forward
I take--2 steps back
We come together
Cuz opposites attract
And you know--it ain't fiction
Just a natural fact
We come together
Cuz opposites attract
Opposites Attract – Paula Abdul
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Chapter One
I'm M.C.
Kat on the rap so mike it
Here's a little story and
you're sure to like it
Swift and sly and I'm playing
it cool
With my home girl, Paula Abdul
“I’ll never
be able to love anyone!”
Seto Kaiba
rubs his brother’s back gently. His sapphire blue eyes look at the younger boy
sympathetically. “That’s not true, Mokuba. There’s someone in this world for
everyone. You just had a bad experience. You picked the wrong one. It’s no big
deal. You’ll survive. You’ll learn. You’ll grow. You’ll love again.”
“All she
wanted was sex! All anyone has ever wanted from me was sex and money!” Mokuba Kaiba
grips his long black hair and tries to rip it from his head. His gray, slightly
blue tinted, eyes glare at the floor in front of him.
“It’ll be
okay, Mokuba,” says Seto gently prying his brother’s hands from the silky
locks. He tilts his brother’s chin so that their eyes meet. “There are people
who care about you for reasons that have nothing to do with sex or money.”
“Yeah,
right!” scoffs Mokuba, “If that were true, you would have been laid a hundred
times by now!” He sighs. “I’m sorry, Seto. It’s just that…”
“Just
what?”
“It’s just
that I’ve been thinking maybe I should have taken her up on her offer,” says
Mokuba, “I miss the sex. I really, really miss the sex. And if I had decided to
join her and her new boyfriend, I would have gotten the best deal… a girl to
pound into and a guy to thrust into me.”
“If you’re
that desperate for sex, I’ll hire you a prostitute,” says Seto.
Mokuba
smiles lecherously. “Really? And one for yourself too?”
“Maybe,”
says Seto barely blushing.
“You aren’t
still a virgin, are you?”
“No! I like
sex just as much as the next guy! I just don’t have time for a messy
relationship! And I don’t like having sex with someone I don’t care about!”
Seto eyes up his brother with a raised eyebrow. “What is that look for?”
“Forget the
prostitute!” exclaims Mokuba, “You’ll do nicely!” He places a quick kiss to
Seto’s lips.
Seto takes
a deep breath before plunging in and giving his younger brother a long,
passionate kiss. He pulls out breathing heavily. “Don’t think this is permanent.
This is just until we find someone else. We will not be having a threesome.”
“Deal,”
says Mokuba before grabbing a handful of Seto’s chestnut locks and kissing his
brother again, “As long as I get to take you as much as you get to take me.”
“Agreed!” Seto
pulls out of their kisses to stand with his younger brother in his arms.
“Bedroom,
now!” exclaims Mokuba.
“That’s
exactly what I had in mind,” says Seto carrying his brother up the stairs to
his own bedroom. He tosses his brother onto the middle of his bed.
Mokuba
pulls his shirt over his head. “Take off your clothes, Seto.”
“I can’t,”
whispers Seto, “It would spoil the mood.” He crawls on top of Mokuba and kisses
him deeply. He helps the younger boy out of his pants.
Mokuba
doesn’t say another thing as his brother finishes undressing him. He just moans
wantonly while Seto’s hands caress him. He nearly screams when a hot mouth
surrounds his erection. He releases suddenly, without warning, and Seto sucks
up all the cream before sitting upright and looking down on him. He takes a
deep breath to calm his heart. “Seto, I know.”
“Know
what?”
“I know
about the scars… about his punishments for you… I know everything,” says
Mokuba, “I know what he made you do in bed… what he made you do to protect me
from him.”
Seto turns
away.
“It’s all
right, Seto,” says Mokuba sitting up. “You can still find your person to love.
There is someone out there who won’t care about the scars.”
“I know,
Mokuba. I just don’t think I’ll find that person,” says Seto, “I’m afraid I’ll
end up alone.”
Mokuba
pulls Seto into his arms and cuddles up to him. “You won’t.”
Seto lowers
them both to the bed and covers their bodies, one completely clothed and one
nude, with part of the blanket they lay on. He kisses Mokuba’s cheek. “Sleep
now, little brother.”
“Thank you,
big brother, for everything,” whispers Mokuba before falling asleep.
Seto rests
his head on Mokuba’s shoulder and closes his eyes to fall asleep as well,
ignoring the erection between his legs.
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Chapter Two
Baby
seems we never ever agree
You like the movies
And I like T.V.
“I would
like to believe that there is good in everyone,” says Yugi Motou quietly, “but
sometimes, I just don’t know. You haven’t been very trustworthy in the past.”
“I know. I
blame the Pharaoh for that,” says Marik Ishtar. He twists one of his sandy
blond locks around a tan finger. “It wasn’t his fault exactly that I was
created. But it was methods imposed on his people that drove Malik crazy and
caused me to be born of his psychosis. That doesn’t mean that…”
Soft
amethyst eyes turn away from Marik’s hardened purple ones. “You deserve a
second chance…”
“You’re right.
It’s too much to hope for,” says Marik standing up. “I guess I’ll go then.”
“Yeah…
maybe that’s best,” says Yugi, “After all, if you’re going to be picking me up
for a date tonight, then I need time to get ready. These spikes don’t stay up
on their own, you know!” He pats his tri-colored hair and smiles.
Marik
blinks a few times and then settles on staring at Yugi in shock. “What?”
“You do
deserve a second chance,” says Yugi, “and I’m willing to give it to you, Marik.
Please, don’t make me regret it.”
“You
won’t!” exclaims Marik pulling Yugi into his arms for a quick embrace.
“Good,”
says Yugi giving Marik a chaste kiss.
“The
Pharaoh isn’t going to try to kill me for going out with you, is he?” asks
Marik suddenly.
Yugi
laughs. “He doesn’t get any say in who I date! He can’t do anything to you!”
“Good. So…
what time should I pick you up?” asks Marik, “Or would you prefer we just leave
now and go catch a movie?”
“I’d like a
movie,” says Yugi grabbing Marik’s hand and pulling him out of the living room
and through the back door.
“A little
eager, aren’t you?” asks Marik running alongside Yugi.
Yugi
blushes.
“Well,
don’t be too eager!” exclaims Marik smiling, “I don’t want you to be
disappointed.”
“You
couldn’t disappoint me,” says Yugi, “Just don’t you go expecting to be laid on
the first date!”
“I wouldn’t
dream of it!” says Marik, “What about the second?”
Yugi
blushes.
“I’m
kidding.”
“Too bad.
You probably could have convinced me!”
Marik
blushes. “Maybe, if you approve of tonight, I might take you up on that
tomorrow.”
Yugi
laughs. “Do you always flirt like this?”
“Only with
people who interest me.”
“Okay… so…
tell me about your dreams,” says Yugi, “What do you want from the future?”
“Other than
sex? I’ll go for money, power,” says Marik, “and a fast motorcycle. There’s
nothing more thrilling than racing the wind!” He sees Yugi nod. “You’re going
to run that game shop eventually, aren’t you?”
“I really
hope to run the shop. I love games!” exclaims Yugi, “That’s what my name means,
you know. Yugi… games…”
“It suits
you,” says Marik wrapping his arms around Yugi and leading him into the theater
so they can buy their tickets and go see the movie.
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Chapter Three
I take
things serious
And you take 'em light
I go to bed early
And I party all night
Rebecca
Hawkins giggles. “Stop!”
“Why?”
Malik Ishtar looks at Rebecca with a mischievous smile.
“It tickles!”
exclaims Rebecca thrashing about on the ground as Malik tickles her sides.
“That’s the
point!” exclaims Malik.
“Malik!
Stop!”
Malik pulls
his hands away and pouts, his amethyst eyes dimming.
“Oh, Malik,
don’t go pouting on me!” exclaims Rebecca smoothing down her shirt, “You know
that I hate to be tickled!”
Malik’s
lower lip quivers.
“Don’t
tickle me again,” says Rebecca before leaning in and kissing Malik’s lips.
Malik’s
hands trail up Rebecca’s sides as he kisses her, slowly lifting her shirt up.
Rebecca
giggles as she pulls back. “Malik!”
“Rebecca…”
Rebecca
quickly pulls her shirt over her head, mussing her blond hair as she does. “Now
you better not tickle me this time!”
“Fine!”
Malik grins lecherously as he pounces on Rebecca and starts kissing her neck.
Both his hands grope her small breasts through the fabric of her bra. He
doesn’t notice Rebecca’s hand lifting his shirt until she pushes him away to
pull it over his sandy colored head of hair. “Does this mean you’re ready to
play with Mr. Wiggle?”
“Why do you
always act like you haven’t taken my virginity already?” asks Rebecca bending
her arms behind her back to unclasp her bra. She throws the white lingerie
across the room and reaches to the button and zipper holding her skirt on.
“Because
each time you’re with Mr. Wiggle, it feels like the first time!” exclaims Malik
removing his own pants to kneel, in just his tight thong, before Rebecca.
“That is
such a ridiculous name for your dick, Malik!”
Malik
pouts. He pulls Rebecca’s skirt down her legs and throws it away. “But I like
it. And you liked it last time too.”
“I liked
the dick, not the name!”
“But
Becky-wecky!”
Rebecca
smiles at Malik’s childish nickname for her. She slides her underwear off and
drops it off the edge of the bed. “Fine! Let Mr. Wiggle out to play.”
Malik
stands quickly and yanks his thong off before lying down beside Rebecca and
kissing her lips again.
Rebecca
grabs Malik and pulls him on top of her while they kiss. She spreads her legs
to give him easy access to her innermost recesses.
Malik takes
the invitation willingly, and slides his already erect ‘Mr. Wiggle’ into
Rebecca’s waiting passage.
Rebecca
moans just the way Malik likes it and wraps her legs around his waist to anchor
him within her even as he begins to thrust in and out.
“So hot…”
“Fuck…
fuck… fuck…”
Malik
thrusts in once more before releasing inside his girlfriend.
Rebecca
throws her head from side to side as Malik’s seed sears her insides, combining
with her own sexual discharges. She gasps for air before kissing Malik full on
the lips. “That was great…”
Malik
withdraws from Rebecca’s warmth. “Yeah, I guess…”
Rebecca
sits up. “Neither one of us is really happy with this, are we?”
Malik sits
up beside Rebecca and embraces her. “You’ve noticed?”
“I don’t
love you.”
“I don’t
love you.”
“I thought
we could make it work without loving each other, but it doesn’t. It’s just sex
between friends. We both want more,” whispers Rebecca.
“I want
someone else,” says Malik suddenly, “and I know who… He just… He couldn’t want
me in return.”
Rebecca
kisses Malik. “You can make him love you. I know you can.”
Malik
laughs insanely. “As if…”
“I’m
sorry.” Rebecca sighs and leans against Malik.
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Chapter Four
Our
friends are sayin'
We ain't gonna last
Cuz I move slowly
And baby I'm fast
Ishizu
Ishtar leans up against the tree. “Are you a dog or a cat?”
“Ha, ha,
ha!” exclaims Joey Wheeler jumping down from the branch he was sitting on. “I’m
not a dog or a cat or whatever.”
“I know.
You just like the view from up there,” says Ishizu. She raises a slender
eyebrow. “Help me up?”
Joey
smiles, and his honey-brown eyes sparkle with mirth. “Only because you’re my
girlfriend, though!”
Ishizu
starts to climb the tree with Joey helping her along. They make it up to the
branch Joey had been on before her arrival, and they sit down together. She
smiles. “It is nice up here.”
“Yeah,”
says Joey running his hand through his unruly blond hair, “I really like this
tree. You can see things from a different angle up here, and I don’t mean just
the world around you. You seem to get a different perspective on life in
general.”
“I know
what you mean,” says Ishizu, “It’s made me realize something.”
“What’s
that?” replies Joey looking into his girlfriend’s blue eyes.
“That
there’s no good reason why we haven’t kissed yet.”
Joey
blushes, and he notices Ishizu’s tan cheeks blushing as well. “Did you want to
then?”
Ishizu
fiddles with her black hair, which today she has up high on her head in an
uncharacteristic ponytail. “Yes?”
Joey leans
towards Ishizu and reaches out to touch her cheek. “Am I moving too fast for
you?”
“No… I
think right now, we’re moving at the same speed!” exclaims Ishizu moving
forwards so that her lips meet Joey’s.
“Oh, my
God! Joey and Ishizu sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G! First comes love, then
comes marriage, and then comes Ishizu pushing a baby carriage!” exclaims Mokuba
from the base of the tree.
Joey pulls
away from Ishizu blushing beet red. “Hey! Quit acting like a peeping tom, you
brat!”
“What did
you call my brother, mutt?” asks Seto stepping up behind his brother.
Joey jumps
down from the branch. “I called him a brat and a peeping tom! You should teach
your brother some manners!”
“And
someone needs to teach you to mind your place!” exclaims Seto glaring at Joey.
“You want
to try it, moneybags!” exclaims Joey.
“Joey! Help
me down!” calls Ishizu.
Joey turns
towards the tree branch again. He smiles up at the Egyptian woman. “Jump! I’ll
catch you!”
Ishizu
bites her lower lip, but then she smiles and jumps down into Joey’s waiting
arms.
Joey sets
Ishizu down so that she can stand on her own.
“Maybe someone
has taught you your place,” says Seto with a smirk, “You make a nice slave,
mutt!”
Joey spins
around and swings his fist at Seto.
“Joey, no!”
exclaims Ishizu grabbing Joey’s arm, “Don’t fight him!”
Joey glares
at Seto then he turns his eyes to Ishizu. “Why the hell not?”
“Because I
know the future, Joey, some of it anyway, and I don’t want you to hurt
yourself,” says Ishizu looking at the ground sadly, “Please, don’t fight him.”
Joey sighs
and pulls Ishizu into his arms. “Okay… for you.”
“Nice to
see you finally on a leash!” exclaims Seto, “Come on, Mokuba!”
“Joey and
Ishizu, sitting in a tree…” sings Mokuba.
Mokuba and
Seto walk off together to leave Joey and Ishizu alone beneath the branches and
leaves of the tree.
“What’s
wrong, Ishizu?” whispers Joey, “What have you seen in the future?”
“I’m happy
with you. You know I’m happy with you, don’t you?”
“Yes. I
know you’re happy.”
“I’ve seen
glimpses of the future, yours and mine. We were not together in them,” says
Ishizu as her eyes begin to well with tears, “but I am happy with you, and I
don’t wish for that future to be real…”
“Then we’ll
fight it for our happiness!” exclaims Joey. He wipes Ishizu’s eyes dry.
Ishizu
presses her lips to Joey’s again.
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Chapter Five
I like
it quiet
And I love to shout
But when we get together
It just all works out
Tea Gardner
dances around on the stage, her arms and legs moving gracefully even as her
short brown hair flies about her face.
“So I guess
you like your present then, huh?” Duke Devlin smiles and twirls his dice
earring.
“I love
it!” exclaims Tea with a final spin before she runs into Duke’s arms and kisses
him. “This dance studio rocks!”
“I’m glad
you approve, and with it being on my Game Shop’s top floor, I’ll get to see you
whenever you come here to use it,” says Duke.
Tea smiles
as she plays with the end of Duke’s black ponytail. “I guess that’s true. You
didn’t have some ulterior motive to building this for me, did you?”
“Ulterior
motive? Me?” Duke blushes, but he doesn’t say anything else.
“You just
want to see me in some skimpy outfit, don’t you?”
“No! No!
No, I mean, that would be nice too, but that wasn’t the reason I built this!”
exclaims Duke quickly.
“Then
what?” asks Tea sliding closer to Duke, “What was your fantasy?”
“I just
wanted to make you happy,” says Duke quietly, “That was it. I wanted to do
something for you that no one else could. Because I really like you.”
“Thank you,
Duke,” says Tea kissing him again, “This was very sweet.”
“So go on
and dance! I have a complete collection of music in here for you! You can dance
to whatever genre you want to! Have fun! I’m just going to sit down and do a
little work while watching you for awhile!” exclaims Duke motioning towards the
laptop computer in its carrying case by the door.
“Okay!”
exclaims Tea pulling off her jacket and moving over to the stereo system. She
programs in her music choice and starts to dance seductively.
Duke sits
down with his laptop and tries to look at the screen, but he sees mostly the
brunette girl twirling before him.
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Chapter Six
I
take--2 steps forward
I take--2 steps back
We come together
Cuz opposites attract
“I like
you, Tristan.”
“To tell
you the truth, I always thought you liked Joey.”
“Joey? Joey
reminds me of my little brother!” exclaims Mai Valentine brushing a strand of
long blond hair away from her violet eyes, “He might even be my little
brother!”
“Huh?” asks
Tristan Taylor with widening brown eyes.
“I was
adopted by the Valentine’s,” says Mai, “My mother was unmarried when she had
me. She got pregnant by her boyfriend when I was seven, and he agreed to marry
her to raise the child together, but he didn’t want me. The Valentine’s were my
mother’s best friends, and they loved me, so they adopted me. Then my mom and
little brother moved away with the new guy. So every blond haired boy reminds
me of my brother.”
“That is so
wrong!” exclaims Tristan pulling Mai into his arms, “Does Joey know that cause
I think he might have a crush on you?”
“He knows,”
says Mai running her hands through Tristan’s brown hair, “and yes, he does have
a crush on me, but he thinks of me as a big sister too.”
“So he
won’t be upset about us dating?” asks Tristan astonished.
“Well… he
might get a little protective, but I don’t think he’d be upset.” Mai blushes.
“And the
age difference doesn’t bother you? You’re eight years older than I am…”
“It doesn’t
bother me,” says Mai pressing her lips up against Tristan’s just enough so that
they brush together when she speaks, “Does my age bother you, Tristan? We don’t
have to be more than friends if you think I’m too old for you. We could
certainly wait a year or two.”
Tristan
presses his lips fully against Mai’s and kisses her intensely. He pulls away
with a smile. “If it doesn’t bother you then it doesn’t bother me! Besides, we
never know what would happen in a year or two. I’m willing to give this a
shot.”
Mai kisses
Tristan again and holds him close to her. She lifts one of his hands to rest
over her breast.
Tristan
smirks into the kiss.
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Chapter Seven
And you
know--it ain't fiction
Just a natural fact
We come together
Cuz opposites attract
Solomon
Motou stares at the spirit in front of him. “What?”
“It’s not
that unusual a request, is it?” The spirit who looks exactly like a more
determined Yugi Motou cocks his head to the side. Yami Motou looks at the older
man with crimson eyes.
“Actually,
it is. The relationship lines might have been more relaxed in Egypt, but in
this time it is still not widely accepted for two men to be together in a
relationship,” says Solomon, “And it is certainly not acceptable for a man as
old as myself to be involved with someone as young as you.”
“I’m five
thousand years old.”
“You look
eighteen, and that’s all that matters in this day and age.”
“So you
won’t have sex with me?”
Solomon’s
violet eyes dim as he sighs. “No. I’m too old for sex! I didn’t get this gray
hair for nothing.”
“Oh…” Yami
runs a hand through his tri-colored spikes. “Okay, I guess. I’ll find someone
else.”
“Yami… you
shouldn’t be looking for someone to have sex with. You should be looking for
someone you can love. If you find someone you can love, then the sex will
follow,” says Solomon smiling.
“I’ll think
about that!” exclaims Yami smiling, “Thank you. There is still a lot I need to
learn about your time!”
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Chapter Eight
Who'd a
thought we could be lovers
She makes the bed
And he steals the covers
Yami Bakura
grabs the blanket and pulls it around himself, making a little cocoon. His wild
white hair completely covers his face and hides his features.
The other
occupant of the bed, Serenity Wheeler, sits up shivering slightly from the
chill in the air. She brushes a strand of her cinnamon brown hair away from her
honey brown eyes. She looks over at Bakura and sighs. “Bakura… why do you
always steal the blanket?”
“I’m a
thief,” mumbles Bakura.
“But the
blanket?”
“I’m a cold
thief?”
Serenity
laughs and brushes the white hair to the side so she can see Bakura’s face.
“Should I warm you up then?”
Bakura
opens one and looks at Serenity. He smirks. “What did you have in mind?”
“Well…
we’re both already naked…” Serenity smiles. “So I thought we could take a
shower!”
Bakura
groans and closes his eye again.
“Get up,
Bakura!” exclaims Serenity climbing from the bed, “I didn’t say we couldn’t
have sex in the shower!”
Bakura sits
up quickly and his brown eyes look over his lover’s young body hungrily.
“Shower sex? Yummy!”
“Why don’t
you go in and turn on the water? I’ll be in there in just a moment…”
Bakura gets
out of bed. “Why do you even bother to make the bed? We’ll just be crawling
into it again tonight.”
“Actually,
I’m sleeping alone tonight. Joey’s coming over for dinner, and he usually falls
asleep on the couch after dinner,” says Serenity, “So you’ll have to go home to
sleep.” She starts to straighten out the sheets and blanket and fluff the
pillows.
“Dammit!”
exclaims Bakura, “But at least I get to have my fun with you now!”
Serenity
finishes making the bed and moves into Bakura’s arms. She kisses his lips and
moves her hands across his bare body. “Let’s go shower now.”
“Are you
ever going to tell your brother that we’re together?” asks Bakura leading
Serenity into the bathroom and turning on the water for their shower.
“I will…
when he finally realizes that I’m not a little girl,” says Serenity, “He still
thinks I need protection from boys.”
“Maybe you
do.”
Serenity
steps into the shower. “Are you implying I need protection from you?”
“Well… your
virginity could have used it,” says Bakura stepping into the shower and closing
the curtain. He pulls Serenity up against him and kisses her. “Or do I need to
remind you again of what it felt like to have your virginity stolen by a
thief?”
“Hm… I
think I need a reminder. Do you want to steal my innocence again, Bakura?” asks
Serenity leaning up against a shower wall and spreading her legs a little.
“With an
invitation like that… I think I just might have to. You’re simply begging for
me to steal something from you!” Bakura presses up against Serenity’s body and lowers
her hand down to his erection. “Guide me.”
Serenity
massages the flesh in her hand as she lifts a leg to Bakura’s waist and guides
him to her entrance. She slides down so Bakura’s cock enters her completely.
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Chapter Nine
She
likes it neat
And he makes a mess
I take it easy
Baby I get obsessed
“Would you
like some tea, Mai? Or coffee? I think I have some coffee around somewhere,”
says Ryou Bakura as his brown eyes scan the kitchen cabinets.
Mai sighs
and collapses into a chair by the table. “Do you have any chocolate?”
“Oh! It’s
one of those visits!” Ryou closes the cabinet and moves to a different
one. He opens the cabinet and pulls down a large container marked ‘black tea’.
He sets it down on the table and pulls two dessert plates and forks from the
drain rack beside the sink. He sets the dishes on the table. “Do you want tea,
milk, or hot chocolate?”
“Milk,”
says Mai.
Ryou gets
out two glasses and fills them with milk from the refrigerator. He returns to
the table with the glasses and sets them down. He dishes out two thick fudge
brownies onto the plates.
“I assume
Bakura has still not found where you hide the sweets?” asks Mai.
“I keep a
bag of candy for him in the dresser. He knows where that is, and our special
treats are something I buy at the store. He loves it when he thinks I
buy brownies, not when I make them. He hates them when I say they’re homemade,
but he completely loves the ones from the same batch that I say I bought,” says
Ryou, “He’s so confusing, but I guess that’s Bakura for you.”
“You sound
like you’re in love with him, Ryou.”
“You know
me better by now, Mai.”
“I know you
love him.”
Ryou smiles
weakly. “I do.”
Mai cuts
her brownie into small chunks. She takes a bite of her treat. “You heard I was
dating Tristan?”
“How’s that
going?” asks Ryou taking a bite of his own brownie.
“He wasn’t
as cool about the age thing as he claimed he was,” says Mai, “He broke up with
me because I’m old.”
“You are
not old, Mai! You’re young and beautiful, inside and out and you know that is
very rare, and you’re so talented and precious!” exclaims Ryou.
Mai reaches
across the table and grabs the front of Ryou’s striped sweater. She pulls him
just close enough to kiss his lips lightly. “You always do that.”
“It makes
you feel better though, doesn’t it?” asks Ryou smiling. He blushes slightly as
he slides away back into his seat.
“It does.
You and chocolate… a girl’s best friend,” says Mai taking another bite of her
brownie, “I was feeling rather bummed about the breakup before I came here, but
now I don’t feel so bad. Kissing you always does that to me.”
“I know!
I’m a great kisser!” exclaims Ryou blushing even more. He takes a big bite of
his brownie.
Mai laughs.
“I love you, Ryou! You’re such fun!”
“I love you
too, Mai!” exclaims Ryou, “You’re one of my very best friends.”
“So,” says
Mai after draining half her glass of milk, “How’s the plan to seduce Bakura
going?”
“He has a
girlfriend.”
“Not good
then. Sorry.”
“No, that’s
okay. He’ll come to me when he’s exhausted all his other options,” says Ryou,
“When no one else will give him sex, he’ll come begging me.”
“Are you
okay with that?” asks Mai with wide violet eyes.
Ryou sighs.
“What choice do I have?”
“That’s it!
You are going out and getting a boyfriend! If Bakura can sleep around, so can
you! Maybe if he sees you getting some from someone other than him, he’ll come
around to you!” exclaims Mai, “Let’s finish eating and start planning our
strategy! By the end of the day, you’ll have a boyfriend! And by tomorrow
morning, Bakura will be jealous!”
“O-Okay?”
Mai smiles.
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