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Procrastination hits me again!

“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.

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*shrugs* Yeah, five days. And come on, you know you want to be more arrogant...

lol, and Marik would just smirk at seeing Bakura so freaked out. Then narrow his eyes at Bakura and point out that he doesn't want Bakura pregnant, so that's only one thing that he wants.

LoL! Well... I want more self confidence *pokes inner self*

Bakura would point out that he doesn't just mean with this and that he's staying pregnant and giving birth and going to keep the child... and keep it alive. And possibly think, but may or may not say, about Marik wanting to destroy things - but haven't yet to kill Bakura.

Yeah, come on inner self, make Dani arrogant!

...and Marik is going to demand to know why does Bakura care at all about the child and that it's ridiculous for Bakura to have a child at all.

LoL!! Hm. That would be odd to suddenly wake up arrogant or something o.O

Agreed, Bakura would agree that it is ridiculous that it's happening in the first place - but it's happening and he's going ot accept it and b/c it's his... and his and Marik's... and probably mumble something so that Marik can't hear and leave it at that.

It would be fun. I'd be so amused when we started talking and you were suddenly arrogant.

Marik would then narrow his eyes and want to know what Bakura mumbled and repeat that he refuses to believe that the child is his, and maybe toss in an insult about how Bakura's such a slut anyway that the kid probably really isn't his XD

LMFAO! You'd think it'd be fun? *LoL* -shrugs- I suppose we may never know ;P

*gasps* The slut!! Bakura *coughandIcough* would be insulted xDD And Bakura would yell that there is no way that it could be anyone else's because he isn't a slut, but still not say what was mumbled... mostly b/c he'd be too set on the slut comment xD

We will know. Probably not instantly, but hanging around with me ought to make you more arrogant eventually...

And Marik would just sneer at him and ask him about Battle City and Malik and then demand again to know what was mumbled.

... why is it that I hear it being said as if it's some devilishly-evil-plan o.O

*blinks* Um. >.> He would say that what he did or didn't do with Malik doesn't matter and that he's not sleeping around, so the child can only belong to Marik. Possibly say that it doesn't matter anyways, because he's keeping the child and going to keep it alive...

Because I am devillishly evil?

And Marik would just glower at the fact that Bakura isn't denying it outright that he was involved with Malik, then snarl that he does not want that child born. And that he sees no reason why Bakura would even want to have a child that he'd have to raise on his own because there is no way in hell that Marik is going to believe that he had anything to do with it.

Hm. Um. Perhaps...?

Bakura would ask him if Marik wants proof that the child can only be his and if he's really wants to know about if anything happened with he and Malik then to ask... and continue to state that he was grew up alone and could very well raise someone else by himself if need be.

And you will be evil!

And Marik would just kind of freeze for a little, thinking it over, then ask Bakura fine, what did happen with him and Malik, then glare at Bakura and point out that growing up alone is quite different to taking care of someone whom someone else is trying to kill. And completely ignore the part about proof.

0.0 from arrogant to evil? I don't wanna be evil T.T LoL It'd be horrible to have me evil... *sulkspoutssighs*

Bakura would point out that contrary to what it might have seemed, nothing happened between he and Malik. And also state that he knows it's different, but he's not going to allow the child to be killed and he's going to raise him by himself if really need be - even pointing out that if he really wanted, he could get help from Ryou or no one at all.

...that was a typo. I meant that you would be arrogant! ...and I'll ve evil.

Marik would probably be a little relieved by that, maybe glare a little less hard, then make a face and ask why does Bakura care about it anyway - then give him a suspicious look and ask if Bakura wanted to end up pregnant?!

LoL Ooooh Okay, NOW it makes sense xDD b/c... I'm not evil o.O

LoL!!! *snorts* Oi. The first thing I saw was Bakura JAW-DROPPED and then yelling that of course he didn't INTEND to get pregnant, considering that as far as he knew males could NOT get pregnant - so there's no way he would have done it on purpose. But now that he is, he's not going to get rid of it.

No, but you will be arrogant. *smirks* I can promise you that.

LOL, yeah, not exactly the type of thing that one would expect Bakura to plan... and Marik probably smirking a little at being able to make Bakura lose control and yell, then pouting when he remembers that Bakura yells a lot before asking what on earth does Bakura have against rid of it?

*blinks* >.> Well... how about not being fully upset about something that I suppose I should be -- and instead almost shrugging it off and not stressing over unknown things? xD Does that count for something >.> *confuses you*

Exactly. Plan to get items...sure. Plan to steal... sure. Plan to get what he wants... yeah. Plan to get pregnant? No. LoL!! xDD *huggles Bakubabe* He'll say he has his reasons... he doesn't want to get rid of it and that whether Marik wants/likes it or not, that it'll still be a part of Marik.

That is good. That counts for not letting people get to you. Now, use that as a base to tell yourself that what other people think doesn't matter because you are better than all of them, MUAHAHAHA!

Plan to get pregnant and have Marik accuse him of sleeping around? XD, not likely. Marik is going to demand to know those reasons, and tell Bakura that it's just another human, and that the idea of having fathered something like that disgusts him.

LoL!! Um... x.X LoL I think I'll stick with what I have for now :P

LoL! Exactly *nods* Bakura wouldn't do that ;P um... Bakura would ask why it matters anyways since Marik doesn't want the child so regardless what he says isn't going to make a difference in how he thinks - and regardless of all of that, he still plans on keeping the child.

No. Get arrogant. And do it now!

Marik would claim that he still wants to know the reasons though, and that the child is not something that Bakura should want.

Hm. How about stabbity-mood instead of arrogance? *big hopeful eyes*

Bakura would ask Marik /why/ shouldn't he want and why Marik thinks he knows what he wants to begin with.

Only if you think that you're justified in wanting to stab things because you're better than everyone else.

...and Marik would answer because Bakura is supposed to be evil and evil people do not get pregnant and have babies. It lacks style. And Marik would point out that Bakura usually makes it clear what he wants, then smirk and toss in that Bakura's normally screaming for it. Or begging. And wait to see if Bakura would slap him for that.

No. Just b/c I'm in a very not good mood and want to stab something *sulks* too bad that's not good enough.

And Bakura would remind him that it wasn't like he knew he could get pregnant nor tried to even if he knew. Then... he would probably resist saying or doing anything further and say something about he has nothing else to say on the matter and if that's all, he's going to go somewhere.

Well, you can still stab stuff. You just need to be arrogant as well.

And Marik would point out that Bakura can remedy the whole being pregnant thing, and if Bakura tries to move away from him, Marik would just grab his wrist and yank, hard, to indicate that the discussion is not over yet.

*sulks* Meh. I was almost more... uh... snappy - but not arrogant x.x

Ne... Bakura would continue to say that he's pregnant now and he's going to deal with it - that he's keeping the child and not going to get rid of it - so what else is there to say... then probably stand there knowing that Marik still doesn't want it and wait for him to say something.

You will be arrogant. Soon. XD

And Marik could just get really frustrated and ask Bakura how he can even stand there and admit to being pregnant?! And possibly glare at Bakura's stomach, then poke it lightly and address it directly with something along the lines of "I hate you and hope you die before you're born."

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