First shonen ai fic (not first fic though), hope everyone enjoys.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh. I only own this fic and its ideas.

Summary: Yami and Ishtar are fighting over who should be on top. Bakura have a better idea. Yami Yugi/Yami Bakura/Yami Malik.


"I'm on top," Yami said.

"No, I'm on top."

"No, I am."

"You're the smallest."

"Exactly, that's why I should be on top so I won't get squished underneath you."

"What?! No, that's why you're uke. Uke on the bottom." Ishtar explained slowly, as if to a child.

"I was a pharaoh, you dolt, so I'm seme."

"You're on the bottom."

"You're on the bottom."

"For Ra's sake, I'll be on the bottom," Bakura interrupted as he closed the bathroom door. He slipped into the bed and laid down seductively, striking an enticing pose from his younger days in Egypt, when he had had to sell his body for a bite to eat.

The other two stared at him.

"I'm fucking Bakura," they chorused at the same time. They turned towards each other and started arguing.

"I'm fucking Bakura," Yami said.

"No, I'm fucking Bakura."

Bakura groaned and rested his forehead on his hand. Running it through his silky, white hair, the thief king wondered why his little black heart chose to love those two idiots.

He watched as they continued to bicker, then rolled his eyes when Yami suggested they play 'rock, paper, scissors' to decide.

"For Ra's sake, why don't you both fuck me at the same time?"

They turned to look at him.

"You are such a masochist, Bakura," Yami said.

Ishtar was already ripping his clothes off.