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"G-God, Marik, this stuff is heavy," Bakura grunted, heaving all of the bags full of clothes and accessories off of his "friend's" motorbike. "H-how much did you spend?"
"Only…um…well…402 dollars…" Marik mumbled, giving a sheepish grin.
"F-four hund…? MARIK! You were using MY credit card that WHOLE TIME!" Bakura roared, suddenly extremely pissed off with his "friend".
"A-and you won't have to buy me a birthday present this year!" The Egyptian replied with a nervous laugh. "Christmas is different. You still need to get me a Christmas present."
"Fine…" Bakura replied at a low hiss, glaring at Marik for a second before turning to the door. "How come I have to carry all the bags, anyways?" The white-haired young man wondered angrily, dropping the packages at the doorstep.
"BECAUSE, Bakura! I just got a belly button piercing, so…I can't do any sort of labor at the moment."
"You lazy wanker…" Bakura sighed, doing his absolute best not to lash out at Marik.
As he rummaged for his keys in his jeans pocket, a strange caw from a crow came from above.
The Brit stood straighter, eyes widening.
"Wait…this isn't right…why don't I hear panicked screaming?"
"And how come that crow sounded strangely British?" Marik added, placing his hands on his hips and looking around suspiciously.
CRACK.
"Marik, duck!" Bakura cried out, dropping to the ground.
"Duck? There's no pond arou—GAAAAAH!" Marik suddenly fell straight to the ground as his chest was shot with incredibly fast paintballs. "*EFF*ING NO! MY SHIRT! IT'S RUINED!"
There was a cry of, "Well, go on, Melvin!" and the two were suddenly bombarded by several more paintballs, accompanied with bouts of wild laughter.
"BAKURA! BAKURA, SAVE THE CLOTHES!" Marik shrieked, diving over to protect his motorcycle.
"YOU LITTLE WANKER I'LL KILL YOU!" Bakura roared up into the trees, getting dazed by the powerful splatters.
"Want me to hang them from the roof?" Melvin chuckled into Ryou's ear, petting his gun as if it was a cat.
"Oh, please do," Ryou giggled back, taking the paintgun from the Egyptian.
"Heeeeey Hikareeeeee!" Melvin called playfully, jumping down from the trees, a rope in his hands.
"Melvin! Bakura's here! You can't do that to me right now!" Marik whimpered, quickly sitting down on the pavement and curling up into a frightened ball.
"That was ONE TIME, Marik," Melvin growled, turning slightly pink in embarrassment. "It didn't work."
Quickly, the Hikari's ankle was tied to the rope, and was hung to the roof, dangling.
"This is so unfair! I'm going to freeze my ass off out here!" Marik protested, shaking on the tight rope with rage.
Melvin then began to look around for the other, but Florence was nowhere to be seen.
"Florence…come out, come out, wherever you are…" Melvin called with another chuckle.
Ryo blinked, breaking out of trance of just staring at Melvin when he realized his counterpart was gone.
"Bollocks!" The young Brit swore, inching closer on the branch to scan the area. "I think…I think he may be over—"
All in one heartbeat, the branched snapped and Ryo began plummeting. He cringed, wondering how bad an injury he would have only for a split-second before he felt warm, strong arms catch him.
Ryo's chocolate-brown eyes widened, and then began to tear up, a wobbly smile on his face.
"M-Melvin, you-you caught me…" The young Brit breathed, amazed that he could move so quickly over to him in just a tiny moment.
"Of course, Furby." The Egyptian answered with a surprisingly warm smile, deep purple eyes roving over the young Brit with a curious expression.
Then, it happened.
Ryo was pulled up closer to Melvin and even before he could utter a sound of confusion the Egyptian's lips mashed onto his.
The white-haired boy's first instinct was to wince in pain at the collision, but when he came to his senses he realized what was happening. Ryo's eyes flickered in almost a sleepy bliss, and slowly began to kiss back, until the two were rhythemically nomming on each other's lips.
"Bloody hell!"
The Egyptian and Brit parted, and Melvin placed Ryo back down on the ground. Then, the two slowly turned to behind them where the voice had come from, simultaneously glaring at Bakura in the bushes.
"I-I mean, I'm not judging!" Bakura laughed nervously, beginning to back away slowly. "I mean, he is my Hikari! He can do whatever he wants, I-I don't care!"
"Melvin, hang him next to Marik," Ryo sighed, leaning against the Egyptian's shoulder with a yawn.
Melvin nodded, leaning down to kiss the Brit's forehead.
"After that, let's go inside, Ryo. It's cold out here."
Epilogue:
"I-I'm bl-bl-bloody freezing!" Bakura shivered, teeth clenched, rubbing his hands over his arms as fast as he could.
"Th-th-this is your f-fault!" Marik chattered back, socking the white-haired young man on the arm.
"How i-i-is th-this MY fault, Marik?!"
"R-Ryo did this! And h-h-he's sort of you!" The Egyptian growled in reply, punching the Brit once again.
"Ouch! H-hey! Giving m-me a wallop w-w-will N-NOT fix this problem!"
"Bakura! I do not speak British! CLEAR. ENGLISH!"
"Oh dear Ra, UGH! You are the last person I want to spend the night with! I hate you!" Bakura roared. "And…and damn, I've lost all feeling in my left foot…"
"I hate you too, honey," Marik replied with a cheerfully sarcastic smile.
"Melvin and that wanker are probably in there having a make-out session…"
"Wh-what?!"
"Y-y-you heard me. S-saw them kissing before he hung me."
"No *EFF*ing w-way."
"Yep. Anyways…m-maybe…we c-can keep warm by…erm…h-h-hugging each other."
"B-Bakura, I'm not gay! HOW MANY TIMES D-DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU?!"
"I-It's just for w-warmth! And, M-Marik…think of it this way. Your d-dark side has a thing for my light side, and I'm pr-pretty s-s-sure that's vice versa. He's a part of you. What d-does that tell you?"
"Geeeez, Bakura, st-start making sense!"
"Only…um…well…402 dollars…" Marik mumbled, giving a sheepish grin.
"F-four hund…? MARIK! You were using MY credit card that WHOLE TIME!" Bakura roared, suddenly extremely pissed off with his "friend".
"A-and you won't have to buy me a birthday present this year!" The Egyptian replied with a nervous laugh. "Christmas is different. You still need to get me a Christmas present."
"Fine…" Bakura replied at a low hiss, glaring at Marik for a second before turning to the door. "How come I have to carry all the bags, anyways?" The white-haired young man wondered angrily, dropping the packages at the doorstep.
"BECAUSE, Bakura! I just got a belly button piercing, so…I can't do any sort of labor at the moment."
"You lazy wanker…" Bakura sighed, doing his absolute best not to lash out at Marik.
As he rummaged for his keys in his jeans pocket, a strange caw from a crow came from above.
The Brit stood straighter, eyes widening.
"Wait…this isn't right…why don't I hear panicked screaming?"
"And how come that crow sounded strangely British?" Marik added, placing his hands on his hips and looking around suspiciously.
CRACK.
"Marik, duck!" Bakura cried out, dropping to the ground.
"Duck? There's no pond arou—GAAAAAH!" Marik suddenly fell straight to the ground as his chest was shot with incredibly fast paintballs. "*EFF*ING NO! MY SHIRT! IT'S RUINED!"
There was a cry of, "Well, go on, Melvin!" and the two were suddenly bombarded by several more paintballs, accompanied with bouts of wild laughter.
"BAKURA! BAKURA, SAVE THE CLOTHES!" Marik shrieked, diving over to protect his motorcycle.
"YOU LITTLE WANKER I'LL KILL YOU!" Bakura roared up into the trees, getting dazed by the powerful splatters.
"Want me to hang them from the roof?" Melvin chuckled into Ryou's ear, petting his gun as if it was a cat.
"Oh, please do," Ryou giggled back, taking the paintgun from the Egyptian.
"Heeeeey Hikareeeeee!" Melvin called playfully, jumping down from the trees, a rope in his hands.
"Melvin! Bakura's here! You can't do that to me right now!" Marik whimpered, quickly sitting down on the pavement and curling up into a frightened ball.
"That was ONE TIME, Marik," Melvin growled, turning slightly pink in embarrassment. "It didn't work."
Quickly, the Hikari's ankle was tied to the rope, and was hung to the roof, dangling.
"This is so unfair! I'm going to freeze my ass off out here!" Marik protested, shaking on the tight rope with rage.
Melvin then began to look around for the other, but Florence was nowhere to be seen.
"Florence…come out, come out, wherever you are…" Melvin called with another chuckle.
Ryo blinked, breaking out of trance of just staring at Melvin when he realized his counterpart was gone.
"Bollocks!" The young Brit swore, inching closer on the branch to scan the area. "I think…I think he may be over—"
All in one heartbeat, the branched snapped and Ryo began plummeting. He cringed, wondering how bad an injury he would have only for a split-second before he felt warm, strong arms catch him.
Ryo's chocolate-brown eyes widened, and then began to tear up, a wobbly smile on his face.
"M-Melvin, you-you caught me…" The young Brit breathed, amazed that he could move so quickly over to him in just a tiny moment.
"Of course, Furby." The Egyptian answered with a surprisingly warm smile, deep purple eyes roving over the young Brit with a curious expression.
Then, it happened.
Ryo was pulled up closer to Melvin and even before he could utter a sound of confusion the Egyptian's lips mashed onto his.
The white-haired boy's first instinct was to wince in pain at the collision, but when he came to his senses he realized what was happening. Ryo's eyes flickered in almost a sleepy bliss, and slowly began to kiss back, until the two were rhythemically nomming on each other's lips.
"Bloody hell!"
The Egyptian and Brit parted, and Melvin placed Ryo back down on the ground. Then, the two slowly turned to behind them where the voice had come from, simultaneously glaring at Bakura in the bushes.
"I-I mean, I'm not judging!" Bakura laughed nervously, beginning to back away slowly. "I mean, he is my Hikari! He can do whatever he wants, I-I don't care!"
"Melvin, hang him next to Marik," Ryo sighed, leaning against the Egyptian's shoulder with a yawn.
Melvin nodded, leaning down to kiss the Brit's forehead.
"After that, let's go inside, Ryo. It's cold out here."
Epilogue:
"I-I'm bl-bl-bloody freezing!" Bakura shivered, teeth clenched, rubbing his hands over his arms as fast as he could.
"Th-th-this is your f-fault!" Marik chattered back, socking the white-haired young man on the arm.
"How i-i-is th-this MY fault, Marik?!"
"R-Ryo did this! And h-h-he's sort of you!" The Egyptian growled in reply, punching the Brit once again.
"Ouch! H-hey! Giving m-me a wallop w-w-will N-NOT fix this problem!"
"Bakura! I do not speak British! CLEAR. ENGLISH!"
"Oh dear Ra, UGH! You are the last person I want to spend the night with! I hate you!" Bakura roared. "And…and damn, I've lost all feeling in my left foot…"
"I hate you too, honey," Marik replied with a cheerfully sarcastic smile.
"Melvin and that wanker are probably in there having a make-out session…"
"Wh-what?!"
"Y-y-you heard me. S-saw them kissing before he hung me."
"No *EFF*ing w-way."
"Yep. Anyways…m-maybe…we c-can keep warm by…erm…h-h-hugging each other."
"B-Bakura, I'm not gay! HOW MANY TIMES D-DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU?!"
"I-It's just for w-warmth! And, M-Marik…think of it this way. Your d-dark side has a thing for my light side, and I'm pr-pretty s-s-sure that's vice versa. He's a part of you. What d-does that tell you?"
"Geeeez, Bakura, st-start making sense!"
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"Ryou?" Bakura walks into the smaller male's room, trying to find him. He instantly sees the white haired male standing over at his desk, piles of DVD cases surrounding him. Ryou's long white hair is tied neatly into a rather girly looking ponytail while his bangs still frame his pale face. He is wearing a blue long-sleeved sweater, which looks to be a bit too big on him. To an outsider Ryou appears to be Bakura's younger sister. "Oy Ryou!"
At the second calling of his name, Ryou turns around with a DVD grasped in his pale hands. He smiles sweetly as Bakura gives him an unimpressed glace. "Hello Bakura."
Rolling his crimson tinted brown eye
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i mouned and cursed in my sleep.
i was having a dream of how school was going to be like tomorrow.
it wasn't good...
XXxxdreamxxXX
the school building that stood infront of the tall me was tall, taller then usual.
it was the colour of burnt orange that stood out from the background which was black and white.
birds stayed frozen in the grey cloudless sky, and leaves stoped in the wind.
i had on the usual blue school uniform, shirt undone showing off my blach t-shirt.
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why am i always the one that runs out of the house, crying?
me and yugi always have fights, but never like this. it was the biggest fight we've ever had, ever since i moved in.
whilst im running, through the heavy rainfall, i hear footsteps.
in tune with my running.
who is it?
i look down to see that my necklace is glowing. but it stopped.
so i stop.
i turn to the side and see that bakura is standing next to me.
"Whats wrong, ryo?"
"I had another fight with yugi" ryo said, while puffing and whipping his tears away.
"How many fights is that now?" bakura said this in a sarcastic voice, but ryo took it seriously.
"Its not funny bakura
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Daaaaaaw, the final finale! 8D Not enough keesing, but PERHAPS I could do a sequal sort of series. I already have two ideas: Melvin goes to the dentist or Melvin goes to therapy. Which one do you like better?
[link] Ryo was a little scared of his crush's laugh, but after a while, he began to think it was cute. Due to the fact he's not that crazy around Bakura. XD (I swear, I was laughing with him after about a minute.)
Inspired by LittleKuriboh. The name "Melvin" for Yami Marik comes from him.
Yu-Gi-Oh belongs to a Japanese man. Or woman...? I dunno.
[link] Ryo was a little scared of his crush's laugh, but after a while, he began to think it was cute. Due to the fact he's not that crazy around Bakura. XD (I swear, I was laughing with him after about a minute.)
Inspired by LittleKuriboh. The name "Melvin" for Yami Marik comes from him.
Yu-Gi-Oh belongs to a Japanese man. Or woman...? I dunno.
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MELVIN GOES TO THERAPY >:3 THAT WOULD BE HILARIOUS