Reblogged

Elliot: Hey guys! Here's my Yu-Gi-Oh! Valentine's day one-shot for the year. This idea was given to me by SamaelDire when their favourite band screenshotted a comment they made and put it on instagram. Hope you guys enjoy!

-DISPOSABLEVILLAIN-

Sinful Martyr had always been one of Ryou's favourite bands. Or rather, it had been his favourite band since they came out five years prior.

He had been eighteen when they had come out – the same age as two of their members. He had been one of the first likes on their first video, and one of the first twenty followers of their YouTube account.

They were a huge advancement for the LGBT+ community in Japan too – most of their members were gay or pansexual, he knew for a fact that at least one of them wasn't monogamous, and Bakura Touzoku was openly trans. This would generally turn a large audience away, but Sinful Martyr was now one of the most popular metal bands in Japan.

He had introduced them to all of his friends, but Marik was the only one who ever listened to them for their music, and that was only when he was in the right mood. Then again, he did blast it over the speaker in the bike repair shop he owned, and he was in the right mood every two weeks or so.

But the others only watched it for one of the band members – Yami Sennen. It annoyed Ryou – especially since Yami was the band member he agreed least with on environmental and political views. But it didn't really matter.

What mattered was that they were with him for the concert that he had managed to secure five tickets for.

"I'm really sorry, Ryou," Anzu sighed. "I have a science final to study for. It's my masters; you get it."

Unfortunately, he did. He almost regretted doing his masters, but Anzu's was a lot more 'serious' than his drama and theatre degree.

"I need to study too," Jounouchi muttered, scowling at the mere thought. "We have an exam worth five percent of our final grade the day after the concert."

"Really?" Ryou frowned. "Does everyone have exams around this time but the arts majors?"

"Pretty much," Yuugi confirmed.

Marik rolled his eyes. "Well I'll go with you. It'll give me an excuse to wear something nice. Plus I have the day off the next day so I can sleep in."

Ryou grinned. Marik's version of 'something nice' probably meant band merch, a leather skirt and his combat boots. He wore what other people considered 'something nice for a night out' practically every day. "Thank you, Marik. Yuugi?"

Yuugi shook his head. "Sorry, Ry. I've got to help Grandpa with the shop whenever I don't have school because of his back."

Ryou sighed. "Oh yeah... Sorry about that. How's he doing now?"

Yuugi smiled. "Better. The hospital changed his pain medication so he's been moving around a lot easier."

"Good." Ryou smiled. He looked over at Mokuba. "Any chance-"

"Seto would kill me." He took a bite of his chicken. "So I'll definitely go."

Ryou laughed. "Great. Have you got your ID card?"

Mokuba hesitated. "Why?"

"It's over eighteens only."

Marik snorted. "Ryou, Mokuba's still seventeen."

Ryou blinked. "Wait really?" Mokuba started laughing, but he nodded. "Damn.... False ID?"

"Now that Seto would definitely kill me for," Mokuba pointed out. "Plus, if I'm seen there, Kaiba Corp is in the papers too much so any journalists would recognise me."