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It was Art class again, which really meant free period. Instead of pushing all the desks in a circle, they decided to go for a walk. The group of seven walked past the sleeping teacher and wandered into the hallway towards the stairs that led to the roof of the school. Kaiba held open the door as everyone piled into the empty area. Wow. I've never been up here. Ryou looked around at the flat roof top of the school.

"Ahhh, this is better." Marik collapsed against the railing onto the ground. Malik sat next to him only to have Marik then place his head in his lap.

"Agreed. It's so crowded in there." Yugi sat next to Yami.

"Well, I'm pretty sure that Valentine chick had invited 'er entire clique into the room." Joey muttered. He squinted against the sun beaming into his eyes. It made his hair shine a bit blonder than usual. Ryou noticed Kaiba staring.

"Clique? Those were college kids." Kaiba looked away and leaned up against the railing. "I know every name at this school."

"You're weird."

"It's efficient."

"Still weird."

"Has anyone seen Bakura?" Ryou asked suddenly. I haven't seen him since this morning.

Marik blinked, "I don't know. He's your boyfrien-"

As if on cue, the door to the roof slammed open and revealed a disheveled and panting Bakura. His arms were full.

"Speak of the devil..." Malik grinned.

Bakura stomped over to the middle of the group and dumped about twenty wrapped burritos onto the ground.

"Merry fucking Christmas."

"Damn Bakura…" Yami raised his eyebrows at the pile of food.

"The hell did you do now?" Kaiba said, still slouched against the railing.

"Fucking bitch ass bitch." Bakura grumbled and sat next to Ryou.

"Are you okay?" Ryou asked gently. He rested his hand on Bakura's leg.

"No. That fuck-tard lunch lady took away my phone. So I took all her fucking burritos." Bakura crossed his arms in frustration.

Everyone instantly started laughing. Joey and Malik started eating from the pile.

"Ugh, you could have at least chosen something good to steal. Those things are toxic waste." Marik scrunched up his nose.

"It was that or the meat loaf." Bakura mumbled, now somewhat calmer.

"Ey, ya don't seh m' complainin," Joey spoke with his mouth full. Kaiba rolled his eyes.

"You know what's really disgusting?" Yami said, taking a bite out of his burrito. "Mustard."

"What the hell have you been snorting off the bathroom floor? Mustard is awesome." Malik rose his eyebrows.

"Are you kidding me? That shit is like, Satan's piss. Lucifer takes one giant ass piss and sells it to stupid people like you." Yami exclaimed.

"I don't think mustard is that bad," Yugi said politely.

"We'll talk about this when we get home."

"You are all ridiculous."

"Hey Seto, you're not one to talk. I heard about your recent changes at Kaiba Corp," Marik had an evil grin on his face.

Kaiba showed a look of shock on his face, and then a look of disgust. "Interns…" He muttered to himself.

"Wait, what happened?" Ryou asked.

Marik and Malik started laughing hysterically.

"Okay so," Marik said, once he had his breath. "Beef Jerky is officially banned from Kaiba Corp property." He giggled.

"Not a fan of dried meat?"

"No, I just don't like it fucking upchucked all over my desk," Kaiba face palmed.

"That's disgusting," Joey shivered.

"Aww," Ryou sighed. "That poor intern must have been sick or something. You shouldn't have been so hard on him."

"Ryou. I can never wear that jacket ever again. I have to burn it now," Kaiba moaned. Marik and Yugi giggled.

"So how do you like your meat Kaiba?"

"Shut the fuck up."

More giggling ensued. After a short silence Yugi leaned back and closed his eyes as he said, "Hey guys. If you found out that you had two days to live, what would you spend those two days doing?"

"I'd kill the lunch lady."

"Bakura."

"Hey, if I'm going down, she's going down with me."

"Hehe, going down."

"Really Marik. Really?"

"Hey man, you said it, not me."

"I would probably just spend the two days watching T.V or some shit," Joey shrugged.

"I would carve my face into the moon." Marik laughed evilly. "Then you guys would be forced to remember me forever!"

"I think it's impossible to forget you, Marik." Kaiba rubbed his temples.

"How sweet of you!"

"That wasn't a compliment."

"How sweet of you!"

"Ugh."

"Hey, so guys, I was thinking-" Joey started.

"Careful, I hear that's dangerous."

"Suck a dick Yami."

"You first wheeler."

"Anyways." Joey hissed. "I was thinking we should go down to the new club that just opened. I hear its real cool."

"So tell me genius, how are we going to get in?" Marik rolled his eyes.

"Yeah…we're still in highschool." Yugi stated.

"I can get us in." Malik grinned.

"NO." Everyone said simultaneously. Malik held up his hands in defense.

"I could get you in if you really wanted." Kabia said nonchalantly.

"Really?"

"I'm Seto Kaiba. They'll let us in."

"Jesus take the wheel. I'm in the presence of Seto Kaiba!" Bakura said dramatically. Ryou tugged on his hair teasingly. In turn Bakura poked at Ryou's side, who then squealed.

t.t

Not only was Kaiba able to get all eight of them inside, he was able to convince the owner to get a private room at the top of the club.

"Kaiba got us a pimp room!"

"Marik, it's not a pimp room."

"Yes it is! This is where the pimp would sit with his bitches!" Marik pointed to the couch. He then ran over to the door. The music from the club blasted from below them. "And this is where the pimp's body guards would stand!"

Ryou looked over the railing in the room to see the club of dancing people below them. There was a DJ, and lights flashing everywhere.

Joey walked over to where there was a T.V. and a mini fridge. "Sweet. A stocked fridge." Joey started handing out drinks to everyone.

Yugi and Ryou shared a look. "So I guess we're going to be the designated drivers then huh?" Alcohol isn't really my thing. Ryou looked over at everyone who had already started to drink.

t.t

After a bit of dancing and wandering around the club, the group met up again at the quote, 'pimp room'. They somehow ended up playing different drinking games, this one being never have I ever.

"Never have I ever given a blow job." Kaiba internally grinned.

Bakura, Yami and Malik grumbled as they took a drink. Marik just smirked and chugged half of his beer.

"Sluts." Joey teased.

"Alright, my turn." Yugi said. "Never have I ever skinny dipped."

"Fuck my life." Bakura grumbled. "We are going to be so hammered," Malik laughed as he took another swig.

Joey also took a drink.

"Never have I ever had a threesome!" Marik grinned.

"Seriously fuck my life right now." Bakura growled and he took another drink. Wow…Bakura has been with so many people. Ryou couldn't help but think about how insignificant he was compared to all the different people Bakura has dated.

"Wow! Really Bakura? Who?" Marik bounced in his seat.

"Do you remember the twins from freshman year?"

"The Australian ones?"

"Yup."

"Holy shit." Yami's jaw dropped.

"You lucky bitch." Malik hissed. Ryou looked away, feeling a bit shameful.

"Alrigh'. My turn. Never have I ever gone to jail."

Nobody flinched when Bakura and Malik took a drink, but gasped when Kaiba did.

"Are you serious?" Yugi awed.

"Yeah. Way before I got the company or anything." Kaiba shifted. "Let's keep playing."

"What did you get arrested for!"

"None of your business."

"Fine." Yami huffed. "Never have I ever been a bottom."

Marik took swig, along with Yugi, who took a drink of his soda. Ryou almost died at the look on Yami's face.

"What! Who else have you been with!" He panicked.

"U-um,"

Everyone was nearly bent over laughing. Yami got up and dragged Yugi out of the room.

"Well there goes that game." Malik snickered.

"Let's keep going! Never have I ever…."

t.t

The only people in the room now were Bakura and Ryou. Ryou was petting Bakura's head that was in his lap. Everyone else had left to go dancing downstairs.

"How are you not dead right now?"

"I have a high alcohol tolerance."

"Obviously. How many drinks have you even had?" Ryou sighed.

"I lost count. I think I might be," Bakura paused. "a little drunk."

Ryou giggled, "A little?"

"Yeah, just a little."

After a moment of silence Bakura spoke up again. "So plot twist; Yugi is actually experienced."

Ryou broke out laughing. "I know. Yami is having an absolute fit." He continued to thread his fingers through Bakura's hair. He's so soft. Like a puppy.

"Mmm." Bakura suddenly sat up next to Ryou. He then pulled the smaller into his lap with little resistance.

"What-"

Bakura put his face into Ryou's neck. "You smell really good."

"And you smell drunk." I really should be getting everyone back home…

"I'm fine." Bakura said. Ryou looked into his eyes. They were dilated, and his hair was sticking out in weird places like usual. They were nose to nose, and Ryou was now straddling his lap so he could balance himself.

"Umm…"

Bakura then leaned in a kissed him roughly. It was harder and faster than the other small kisses they had shared so far. He tasted like alcohol but still like Bakura. Ryou struggled to keep up. Bakura locked his hands at Ryou's hips. They broke for a split second for air, and then Bakura leaned back in again. Ryou placed his arms around Bakura's neck. He was sitting a bit taller than him, due to being on his knees. Soon Ryou's lungs were screaming for air again. He leaned back, only to have Bakura attack his neck.

"Bakura…" Ryou sighed. "We…we have to find the o-others-"

Bakura continued to place drunk kisses along his neck, occasionally biting softly.

"Bakura." Ryou internally cringed. That came out like a moan shit shit shit-

Bakura leaned up and met Ryou's lips again. His hands teased at the bottom of Ryou's shirt. He touched the skin on his back and trailed his fingertips around every area he could reach. Ryou sighed as a shiver ran through him. He could literally feel Bakura smirking. Ryou ran his fingers through his hair, and trailed them around his ears and neck. I don't know what I'm doing.

Bakura pulled at his bottom lip, and Ryou yelped at the sudden pain. Bakura took the opportunity to deepen the kiss even further. His hands were playing at the hem of Ryou's pants, touching the skin of his hips.

Suddenly Bakura froze, and his eyes flew open. Ryou froze as well. Nonono.I forgot.

Bakuras hands had reached the ugly scar that covered the side of Ryou's right hip. Bakura no longer looked intoxicated. He looked very alert and very angry; he realized what it was from. He stared straight into Ryou's eyes.

"Ryou."

"I-I I'm sorry- I'm so ugly I'm sorry-" He suddenly felt like he couldn't breathe. He covered his face with his hands.

Bakura's hand was still touching the scar. He lightly trailed his fingers over it.

"Are you still on about that bullshit?"

Ryou kept his hands over his face.

Bakura sighed. "You're an idiot." Ryou's breath hitched.

"You have this stupid dumbass idea in your stupid dumbass head that you're disgusting."

Ryou jumped when he felt lips lightly kiss the backside of his hands that were covering his face. He slowly removed them. "I'm sorry."

"Shut up. "Bakura growled. "You're not allowed to say that anymore."

"I'm sorry."

"Shut. Up." Bakura leaned forward. "You're so beautiful Ryou." He mumbled into Ryou's neck.

Ryou felt his face betray him, and turn a hundred shades darker. "No-" I'm not-

"Yes. And I'm going to repeat it over and over until you got it through your little dumbass head okay?"

Ryou just blinked. "But you've been with so many other-"

"All the other people I've dated don't matter because they aren't you."

The door to the room suddenly swung open. Yugi stood in the doorway, looking somewhat embarrassed and very flustered. "U-um." He looked at Ryou straddling Bakura's lap. "I'm sorry to interrupt…but Ryou! I need your help." Yugi cried desperately.

Ryou reluctantly crawled off of Bakura. "What's wrong?" Bakura scowled and crossed his arms.

Yugi leaned up against the door. "Marik and Malik poured beer all over the DJ and his equipment and are now running from security, Yami is piss drunk passed out in the bathroom, and Kaiba and Joey had a fist fight on the dance floor and now they're making out-"

"Oh my gosh…" Ryou held hand to his forehead. I'm so sorry I left you alone with everyone Yugi.

"All right. Here's the plan. You go drag Yami out of the bathroom. I'll collect Marik and Malik, and then we'll put them all in Yami's car. Do not give them the keys. Then together we'll tare Joey and Seto apart and shove them in Bakura's car. "

"You're not driving my car." Bakura growled from the couch.

"You mean with these keys?" Ryou smirked, holding up Bakura's car keys. Bakura's eyes widened, and then he smiled.

"You sly little…"

"Meet us downstairs in five Bakura. It's time to wrangle up some idiots."

t.t

By the time Yugi and Ryou had driven everyone back to base house, they were exhausted. I should get a Nobel Peace Prize for this or something.

The two dragged everyone into the house, and then collapsed on the couch. The drunken idiots all crawled into various places of the home and fell asleep instantly.

"How was the drive?" Ryou mumbled quietly.

"They passed out immediately." Yugi whispered. He leaned his head on Ryou's shoulder.

"Same." Ryou sighed. He then started giggling. "They are going to hate life tomorrow."

Yugi smirked. "Ohhh yes."

"I think we should leave for breakfast tomorrow and make them suffer."

"I think you're a genius."

t.t

"Fuck! My head hurts like a bitch."

"You're kinda preaching to the choir on that one."

"Where the hell is Yugi and Ryou?"

"They need to get their asses home and bring me some fucking advil."

…

"Holy shit did I make out with Kaiba last night?!"

"Hahahahaahahaha-oww!"

And the drunken idiots all made it home safely-somewhat haha.

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