Procrastination hits me again!

[fickle]

“The opposite of love is not hate, but indifference.”

Pick a pairing. Write three drabbles for that pairing, each with a different take on it: love, hate and indifference. In that order, because that’s the order they appear in the quotation. Post them in your journal, and pass this on.

See that meme? I meant to do it for psychoshipping. I really did. Instead, I ended up writing my first ever Dangershipping story/ficlet. Not even a drabble. Two full pages on Microsoft Word. I have no clue how that happened, but I'm blaming it on nekocutecatchan (or in other words, sneakily dedicating it to her) and posting it here.

...I'll take the meme later.

The theme that I had been trying for was love btw, in case anyone is interested in how off-base I managed to get. All critiques will be gladly accepted.



Existence.

A giggle floated lazily into the office, followed moments later by a smirking Yami no Malik and a mocking call of, “Why Se-to, working again? What a shame. I’d almost think you didn’t miss me.” The dark spirit was the only one who drawled Seto’s name in that particular manner, elongating the syllables to make it sound like a snake’s hiss followed by an axe chop.

“You’re not real.” Seto informed Yami no Malik, without looking up from his laptop. A moment later, the screen was pressed down with a deceptive gentleness, the cinnamon-golden fingers of the other boy wrapping over Seto’s slender, paler hands. The same infuriatingly relaxed laughter sounded again as Yami no Malik started to thoughtlessly bend Seto’s fingers backwards, now seated on his lap. “Silly Se-to. That is what you always say.”

“It’s just as true as the first time that I said it.” Seto coldly replied, not wincing at the feeling of his fingers being pushed to the breaking point. He refused to look at the Egyptian, instead staring at the dark wooden door from which his tormentor had entered. For that, he heard a finger snap, the sharp crack sounding even over the other’s laughter. “But Se-to, if I don’t exist, then how did that finger break?”

Changing tactics as that question was unanswerable, Seto instead reasoned flatly, “You are nothing but a part of Malik Ishtar’s mind. You cannot have a body of your own separate from him meaning you cannot be here. Hence, you do not exist.” For an answer, he received a taunting giggle and dark indigo eyes peered up at him teasingly, half-hidden by lowered eyelids. Tanned fingers deftly undoing buttons, Yami no Malik asked casually, “Does that mean I’m not undressing you?”

A silence, and the sound of heavy cloth hitting the ground with a muffled thud, the metal jingle of belts clashing against each other following. Then a stubborn, single-word reply. “Yes.”

“And that you’re not scared?” Fingers ghosting over the expanse of skin revealed, pressing against the hollow of Seto’s throat and feeling his heartbeat quicken in a way that would never be shown in his words. A curt answer, anger barely-repressed, “I don’t fear what doesn’t exist.”

Laughter sounded yet again, the golden false god sliding off the other’s lap to kneel between his legs and smirk up at him. The words that dripped off his teeth were poison-sweet, the quick flash of teeth ghostly white, seeming to almost glisten under the bright light of the office. “If I don’t exist, then obviously you won’t feel it when I do this…” A hand settled on each thigh, the gold of the bracers cold against Seto’s skin, and the psychopath bent his head after flashing the taller boy another eerie smirk.

Once more, silence fell, cold blue eyes staring steadily at the wooden door, lips pressed together in a thin line to stop any sound escaping them. Any sound at all. This wasn’t happening. There was nothing for him to feel. There was no reason for to react, because there was nothing happening for him to react to.

…and the sudden, shocked gasp that left his lips was due to him seeing a scratch on the door. Nothing to do with a clever tongue curling itself in such a manner that it tangled Seto’s very thoughts.

Again, laughter rang through the room, contaminating the very air as Yami no Malik rose to his feet, now looming over the other boy as he licked his lips, pink tongue seeming to taste the air in a snake-like manner. Wild spikes of dark golden hair covered his eyes, only the perfect cruelty of his smile showing as he guided Seto from the chair to lie over the desk instead, brown head bent to stare at the carpet. Passive. Submissive. All those things that Seto wasn’t. Which made sense. This wasn't happening, so this wasn’t Seto. Or so he told himself, with every shudder that ran through his body.

This wasn’t happening, so this wasn’t him.

Afterwards, instead of laughing, Yami no Malik half-purred as he held the other boy close to him, cradling his pretty doll within gold-laden arms. Trailing his fingers languidly over the cooling skin, he licked at the shell of the other’s ear before he spoke, “Se-to, do you still maintain that I don’t exist?”

Voice empty of all emotion, Seto answered mechanically, “You do not exist. Magic does not exist. Fairy-tales do not come true.”

Laughter. Harsh and wild and free from all constraints of sanity. All traces of playfulness disappeared from Yami no Malik’s eyes, the purple of them starting to burn like the ashes of a phoenix pyre as he tightened his grip on Seto, and cooed as a reply, “Fairy-tales don’t come true. But nightmares do.”

A hard kiss pressed upon bruised skin, “Nightmares live.”

A broken finger twisted sadistically, “Nightmares kill.”

A sudden, harsh bite at a soft shoulder, “Nightmares hate.”

A shockingly-soft whisper, cruel in its deception, “Nightmares love.”

A final, low, victorious laugh.“Nightmares exist. And I am your nightmare.”

~Fin~

The theme that I had been trying for was love btw, in case anyone is interested in how off-base I managed to get, and I wrote it over the course of three hours or so, since I kept getting distracting which might account for the different styles used. All critiques will be gladly accepted.

Comments

[xinda.livejournal.com]

LoL at least determination is a good quality ;P

How about Marik's not 'most people', so Bakura wouldn't wanna leave Marik alone being that he's not sure how Marik would react *nods* ;P

awww! You don't like Neko's!? *sulks heavily* Well... bummer than. >.> Okay, fine, I won't T.T

[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

Just like having a gutter mind and being arrogant.

XD, plus, I don't think that Marik would exactly say it in a happy-bouncy voice anyway - might even glare at Bakura as if it's his fault.

Marik: I'm pregnant. I hate you. Help me kill the baby.

^_^ *purrs happily and rubs up against her*

[xinda.livejournal.com]

LoL!! *cough* Nice to know having one's mind in the gutter is a good quality :P

LMFAO!!! Yeah, exactly. I doubt Marik would be all 'happy' about it... LMFAO!! Jeez... Bakura would probably /argue/ with that *nods* Making Marik keep the baby and... hoping Marik doesn't hate him ^^;

Wai~~ Happy purrs *pets* Nyu~ Just don't go marking me x.x

[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

Of course it is! How could it not be?

*nods* How would that work?

Marik: I don't want to have a baby. And it's my body, and it's my choice.

Marking you how? *purrs a little evilly*

[xinda.livejournal.com]

LoL *shrugs* Ummm.... I donno, my mind's in the gutter too often lately not to know >.>

Ummm.... *sulks* Bakura saying that he's the father and that he has a say as well... and... possibly even trying to figure out how to bribe/beg/get Marik to keep the baby *nods*

LoL!! *cough* My cat already thinks she owns me half the time and will still mark me... I am not an object ;P Or... err... owned x.X Wait... I guess I kinda am if I'm "hikari-toy" hmm? o.O *pokes you* purring evily is nice, but at me? O.O;

[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

XD, all we need now is the arrogance!

LOL! Bribed with what?! Sex? I don't think that Marik is going to take too well to being bribed with sex when that's what caused the whole mess in the first place.

You are owned as my hikari-toy. ^_^ And I always purr evilly, it's the best sort of purring around.

[xinda.livejournal.com]

*cough* It's not that I have much choice to keep it /out/ of the gutter lately and... good luck with arrogance :P

Um.. xDD LMFAO Yeah, I doubt sex would work, but um... LOL Something? errr... finding out if there's a way he can carry it instead o.O *cough* hmm... wonder how much either of them know about that stuff ~.~;

LoL!! Hai hai... I suppose so... and yes, purring evilly is good... but so is playfully *nodu*

[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

*innocence* I have no idea what you're talking about... and one way or another, I will make you more arrogant!

XD to Bakura suddenly offering to have the baby in Marik's place and Marik just glaring at him and asking how the hell does he propose to get it transfered. *shakes head* Ma-an...

*purrs both evilly and playfully just to please hikari-toy* See how nice I can be?

[xinda.livejournal.com]

Psh, sure you don't... considering some of it is /your/ fault .>.>

LoL!!!! xDD *nods* They could go to a hospital and insist on getting the "problem"..."fixed" and... Bakura insisting that it's possible *nods* Why? b/c if it's possible for Marik to get pregnant than damn near anything better be possible.

Wai~~~ *nodu* A very nice Master-Yami-sama when you wanna be *nods*

[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

Only some?! Damn, I need to work harder.

XD, lol, I can see Marik refusing to go to a hospital or leave the house at all, and insisting that if Bakura could just pass him a knife, he'll solve the problem himself.

And when I don't want to be?

[xinda.livejournal.com]

LoL!! Well, more than just "some" but still xDD

x.x Hmm... yeah... errr... Bakura bring the hospital to them? xDD And... keeping all sharp objects away from Marik x.x and instead playing with them himself.

Hmmmm, not sure - I'd much rather not see a 'mean' Master-Yami-sama to me *nodu*

And now, I leave the inbox so you can go ^^'

[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

XD, okay then. *still working on the arrogance*

And Marik going all sulky that Bakura gets to have all the fun, then grabbing a pan and trying to hit himself in the stomach.

A mean Fickle is not a Fickle you want around you.

[xinda.livejournal.com]

LoL! Again, I wish thee goodluck on the arrogance.

xDDD oh jeez.... Bakura'll hafta like... chain Marik up to something... Hmmm... and feed him...

No. I definetely do not want Fickle mad at me ^_^;

[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

I am luck, remember? XD *arrogant as well*

Chain him up?! O_O NO WAY WILL MARIK ALLOW THAT! *imagines Marik getting really mad, chaining Bakura up, slicing up his own stomach, pulling out the fetus or whatnot and tossing to Bakura before storming to stitch up the wound*

'course you don't! Fickle is scary when she's mad.

[xinda.livejournal.com]

LoL! how could I forget >.> Oops? Well... yes.. but I am not.

*nods* Chain him up. x.x Awwww... T.T Poor Baku. Yes, poor Baku, if he was trying to keep the baby and Marik does that T_T, though... I can see him doing it ~.~;

*nods* I believe you...

[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

See? I will need to infect you!

*grimaces* Which is why Bakura should be the one bearing the child. He wouldn't take it anywhere near as badly as Marik would, and Marik wouldn't be extreme enough to try to cut Bakura up to get rid of it.

[xinda.livejournal.com]

LoL! But will I keep *me*? T.T

*nods* True. Bakura would be much better at it ... not that he'd be any less shocked, just less... err... wanting to get rid of it sorta.... extreme, yeah.

[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

A better you!

Would Bakura want to get rid of it at all, or would he just accept it? Marik would want to get rid of it regardless of who is carrying it, but wouldn't do anything to Bakura to make it it die.

[xinda.livejournal.com]

How would it be better >.>

Hmmm... probably accept it - and then complain when months kick in and he get's uncomfortable and jazz...

[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

You'd be arrogant. That's always good.

XD, and Marik would just glare at Bakura and tell him to suck it up, because it was his decision to keep the baby... then flourish a sharp knife, smile psychotically and offer to 'fix' the problem for him.

[xinda.livejournal.com]

x.x Not if it's unnecessary arrogance ;P

LoL!! Probably... *snorts* Gah, I can just imagine Marik looking all psychotic-like too x.x Okay, I was gonna say "Violence isn't the answer to everything" for Bakura *cough* But in my head "sex is" followed right afterwords -.-;; So bad that I wake up and my mind picks up where it left off -.- *blames marik/baku for that right now*

[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

Arrogance is never unnecessary!

And wow, you're awake early. ^_^ and lol, yeah, if Bakura said that sex is the answer to their problem, Marik would just point out that sex is the reason that they're having a problem in the first place! XD, whee for early-morning gutterness?

[xinda.livejournal.com]

Ummm.... okay, uh... I had another word to use and now I forgot it >.< *grrr* Ummm.. arrogance ... um. Great. I forgot -.-

LOL yeah, awake early.. woke up a few times and realized that I had to wake up b/c I wasn't feeling well... so meh. Awake now .-.;; LoL!! Yeah, sex is what is the reason for their problem *shakes head* And hence why I shouldn't even be saying anything for Bakura's sake right now since I make him sound worse :P And yeah, whee for gutterness -- too bad I'm getting imagery that I really probably will never draw o.o;;

[fickle-goddess.livejournal.com]

XD, be more arrogant, not aggravated!

Marik would threaten to withold sex until Bakura gets rid of the baby, then Bakura would point out that he's not in the mood for sex anyway, and Marik could then decide to get Bakura in the mood... *tries tot hink how it would work* WHY?! DRAW IT!

...and Shii-chan just got on MSN.

[xinda.livejournal.com]

LoL!! It's easier to get me aggravated then arrogant ;P Arrogant just... isn't gonna happen :P

LoL!!!!! *dies* Oh gods... how the ... how the hell would Marik try to get Bakura in -- y'know, I don't think I want to know o.o;; And... um... b/c... it'd be... definetely... more... yaoi-ish and... >.>;; I'm... too embarassed to do it ^^;

o.o; Um... I'm scared to sign on msn x.x I might get swamped... Um... >.> but... you're on... and... is shii-hikari still on? *not sure if I should sign on if I'ma be needing to sign off soon*