Is it homocide if you kill a machine?
Okay so I'm taking photography in a last ditch attempt at getting an 'A' in an art class (no seriously it's never happened before). Our latest asignment is to make a portrait of one of our classmates. The photo enlargers HATE ME! They like me anyother time but for this one project they've decided to be bitches (bastards? are machines male or female?) I got so frustrated I wanted to throttle the damn thing. It wasn't until I got help from my teacher after school that I got something worth turning in and even then there's this mysterious grey cloud that I can't find on the negative in addition to a bunch of other flaws but he said he'd accept it since I'd already spent two class periods in the darkroom trying to get it to work.
Also I'm planning on getting my own alto saxophone, I've narrowed the choice down to two that are both used but I think they play really well. I just need to find out how much my employee discount is (we're asking the company manager since we don't know how much he'll allow) and ask our saxophone tech to take a look and see which is the best deal. One of them is a Yamaha which is an extemely good brand and the other's a Bundy which isn't as good usually but very durable I wanted a new Cannonball (new company but comparable to the Yamahas) but the monthly payments are almost a hundred dollars and I just can't afford that on my paycheck, not to mention that I only have one more year of playing in the jazz bands so spending $2,000+ just isn't sensible.
I've also bought a how to draw book and what I've got so far doesn't look as horrible as it usually does! Improvement!
And I've hit another brick wall in a story that pairs Rishid and Rafael from Yugioh! it's kinda depressing but I really want it to work out, I just have to figure out how to get them in bed together that is meaningful rather than smutty. Suggestions?
Oh and here!
Skinny-dipping
Warning: Yaoi, as the title implies skinny-dipping, implied lemon ‘cause I’m too lazy to write a full one
Disclaimer: DO I LOOK LIKE I OWN ANYTHING? NO!
A/N: I got this idea listening to a country song this morning because I was trying to convince myself that it was worth getting up to turn of the crappy station my radio was on and go to school. (I think the song was called ‘That’s how they do it in Dixie’ but I don’t know.) Oh this is dedicated to Cody Thomas again.
It was a muggy June evening, hot, humid, sticky, and uncomfortable.
Perfect, Ryo thought from his place in Malik’s arms. The couple sat in companionable silence on the hood of Malik’s classic Mustang, that he’d meticulously restored to perfect working condition, watching the fireflies begin their nightly dance to the accompaniment of the crickets and frogs in and around Domino Lake. The headlights were on, illuminating the dock a scarce twenty yards away. Ryo sighed in contentment, Malik fidgeted,
“It’s soooo hhhoooootttt!” he whined.
“We could always go home if you’re that uncomfortable,” Ryo offered.
Malik scowled, “No then we’d end up trying to ignore our yamis doing it in the next room or something.”
“True.”
Malik got a wicked grin. If Ryo had turned around to see it he would have taken the car and driven very, very far away. “I have an idea,” began the wickedly grinning hikari innocently.
“What?”
“We could go swimming.”
Ryo frowned, “We didn’t bring any swimsuits.”
Malik scoffed, “You don’t need a swimsuit to go swimming.”
The white haired bishie was confused. “But that’d be sk-“ His eyes widened and he turned around to look at his boy toy (err friend) “No.”
Malik just grinned even more wickedly.
“Malik, no, we’d get in trouble.”
“No one’s here, love,” Malik argued as he got up and began walking toward the dock, taking off his shirt as he went.
“Well, what if someone shows up?” Ryo countered trying to ignore the sexiness of the Egyptian’s body.
“You worry too much,” Malik sat on a log and removed his socks and sneakers.
“You’re crazy.”
“Yep.” The pants were gone and Malik, being Malik, wasn’t wearing underwear. The psycho ran to the end of the dock and cannonballed into the lake. Ryo hurried over to the dock’s edge (still very much clothed thank you) and peered into the water, looking for his insane lover.
“Malik?” he called tentatively.
“You know,” Malik remarked into the other’s ear. Leaving Ryo wondering how he’d climbed up the dock’s ladder silently. “You are wearing way to much clothing for this.”
Ryo quickly spun around and shoved the nude blonde back into the water with a cry of, “HENTAI!” Malik made a resounding splash as he hit the surface spraying the sensible one slightly with lake water.
Malik resurfaced and looked at Ryo as seductively as he could, “The water’s nice and cool. And I’m nice and hot.”
Ryo glared at him, “I’m not having sex with you in the lake.”
“Then don’t but will you come swim with me?” Malik used the chibi-eyes. “It’s lonely without you.”
Ryo bit his lip worriedly he glanced around then walked back to the shore. Malik’s heart sank until,
“If we’re going to do this we have to be smart.”
Malik perked up immediately as the near-albino continued, “We’ll hide our clothes in the reeds, and I can’t think of any reason for someone to come near enough to see the car…” As Ryo spoke he began taking his clothes off as well, to numerous cat calls and whistles from a certain crazy blonde Egyptian. It took far too long in Malik’s mind for Ryo to strip completely but finally there he was in all of his pale, naked glory.
Ryo began his own run down the dock and swan dove into the water. The two teens began laughing as soon as the white hair broke the surface again. Splashing playfully, swimming circles around each other, and general silliness ensued for several minutes until their lips met in an ‘accidental’ kiss (orchestrated by Malik).
What followed was a hot and heavy make-out session that wound up with Ryo pressed against a dock support and Malik nibbling on his uke’s lower lip Ryo was actually starting to reconsider that ‘not having sex in the lake’ thing when he saw it.
Lights. Red and blue flashing lights. Heading toward the lake.
“Malik,” Ryo hissed.
“What?”
“A cop.”
The wide-eyed terror on Malik’s face would have been comical if the situation had been different. As it was, Ryo was as scared as the other was.
“We have to get out of here,” Malik whispered.
“He’ll see us. Under the dock, now,” Ryo commanded. Malik obeyed not wanting to explain to Ishizu why he was wet and naked and why a cop had brought him home. The pair froze as they heard the car door slam and the police officer began to walk toward Malik’s car.
They watched as best they could from under the dock and saw a uniformed officer look at the car and the surrounding woods. “Hey!” he called, “Whose car is this?” No answer. Even Malik’s not that stupid. He cast his flashlight beam on the ground, looking for signs of illegal activity.
There were none.
He walked out onto the dock and both boys ceased to breathe after a moment he turned and left. It wasn’t until the cruiser was long gone that they dared to move.
“I think we can leave now,” Malik whispered. The Egyptian found his breath stolen by his companion in a fiery and passionate kiss. Malik’s mind was spinning; who knew that almost getting caught would be such a turn on for the ‘innocent’ (sheeyah right) hikari?
Ryo found himself pressed against another support and thoroughly enjoying the experience of having sex in Domino Lake. (No easy task as the water was fairly deep but they managed once Ryo wrapped his legs around Malik’s waist.)
After coming down from their separate highs Malik breathlessly suggested, “Let’s get out of here before another patrol shows up.”
Ryo pouted, “But I’m having fun.”
“We could have more fun at your place.”
“You talked me into it, let’s go.” The two swam over to the ladder and climbed out onto the dock. After retrieving their clothes they made their way to the car still slightly giddy from the near miss with the cop and the water fun as they dressed in the Mustang’s headlights.
That was when Malik noticed the slip of paper under a windshield wiper that hadn’t been there before.
“Malik?” Ryo asked, pulling his hair out from under his shirt collar, he’d noticed that the other went stiff. “What’s up?”
Wordlessly the blonde handed over the slip for the now confused other to examine. Ryo read the words and burst out laughing. The slip was a parking ticket and a few words of advice had been printed as well.
The dock on the other side is more secluded. No one would know. ;) Have fun.
Ryo patted his boyfriend’s back sympathetically, knowing that Ishizu would now find out about the whole swimming in their skivvies affair, “Look on the bright side.” Malik looked at him incredulously. “One day this will make a great story.”
-OWARI-