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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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*dies* Y'know, I could use some of that arrogance for something I'm working on right now too :P *cough* 9.9

LoL!!!! Oh jeez xDDD *dies* Wait... dude, by the sounds of it, they're willing to have... um... an audience *cough* LMFAO!! I shouldn't be laughing this hard at that ^^;; I think that would be my cue to grab Bakura and drag him away and tell Marik to go back to spar'ing with you >.> And to get his mind out of the gutter...

LoL! Ne *tilts head* Um... Bakura would laugh and point out that it's just like Marik to get straight back to something like that and instead of soley using his hand like he had been, he'd lean over with a smirk and before continuing what he was doing, teasingly say something about Marik being impatient.

Oooh, fiction? I want more Dani-fiction!

XD, I doubt that they want an audience... and I would go all wide-eyed and yell at you that I'm too injured to be sparring, then Marik would scoff at me and go after you to fetch Bakura. And I'd sulk at looking like a weakling.

LOL! Marik would pout and ask if Bakura has any better ideas about what they could be doing and it hurts to be aroused without anything being done about it, and that he's never done anything like this to Bakura but if Bakura was in his position, he'd be impatient as well!

*blinku* fiction? xDD I have something going in my mind right now about Marik being Malik's hero in a sort of sense *shrugs* Annnd... uhhh.. >.> But I doubt I'll write it :P But naw, it was for ygo_rpg (one update, that I'm ... nonetoopleasedaboutsomethings annnnd two... Baku update and trying to keep some things in mind that I need to try to remember ^^; )

LoL!!! oh yeah... I guess that wouldn't be so wise of me to say that, huh? *blinks* Umm... x.x *stumped* I'd probably end up fairly pouty at having Bakura taking away from me and having you yell at me AND having Marik possibly think that you're weak b/c you're too injured to go against him again >.>

^^; Um. Bakura would laugh and say that he knows that very well, but that he's just making a few things even... and pout slightly at pointing out that Bakura would be just as impatient if he was in Marik's position... He'd whimper slightly and mutter 'fine/okay' before proceeding to give Marik ... well, a bj o.O

Aw... I wanted you to write more cool psychoshipping! *pouts* Get arrogant instead then, I suppose.

XD, not wise at all. And I'd flourish my wounds at you and demand if you like seeing me hurt, and Marik would be off in the kitchen again with Bakura...

XDDDDDD Marik would be about to argue back but stop when Bakura starts sucking him off, just writhing and enjoying being on the receiving end of oral sex for a change, and trying not think what he'll end up being on the receiving end of later.

*blinks* I can't write psychoshipping T.T I have something in mind, but I can't think of how to do it >.< *blinks* ... is it a choice between arrogant and psychoshipping?

LoL!!! Ummm... *cough* Let me think about that :P j/k... Uh.. I'd tell you that I was just trying to distract Marik from Baku and... uhh... that... he shouldn't see you as a weakling? ^^;;

Bakura would probably smirk and laugh a little at Marik's actions, but not tease him (as much) as he had been doing earlier 9.9 *blinks* But still make sure that Marik enjoys it by trying different things and concentrating on doing so *nodu*

*laughs* No, it's not a choice. I want both :P But arrogance is more important.

:P And I'd narrow my eyes at you and ask if Bakura is more important to you than I am, radiating that it would not be a good idea to answer this wrongly.

LOL! And Marik would be pointing out to himself that the longer this lasts, the less time he'll have to spend as uke, so he really shouldn't climax too soon... but Bakura would be so good at it, and Marik so unused to it that he'd have a hard time holding himself back anyway or just thinking straight.

Greedy :P Oh it is? I hadn't known that

LoL!!! Umm... that would be my cue to say of course not, take Devlin and tell you we're going to-- .... go ... Uh... I was gonna say eat ice cream but /they're/ in the kitchen *grumbles* uhh... >.> do something.

xDDD After a short while, Bakura would not longer be teasing or anything of the like, he would then quicken his pace and making sure he doesn't waste his opportunity of being seme by sucking Marik off for too long...

XD, well, become arrogant, then psychoshipping will come easily to you.

LOL, and I'd ask if you really mean that, and Devlin would echo me, then you'd have to deal with two skeptical looks. XD

Marik would end up writhing and moaning and a small of his mind noting that he really ought to get Bakura to do this more often, and climaxing long before he wants it to be over... and just lying there, trying to catch his breath, and get back down to earth.

LoL! How will psychoshipping come easily to me if I'm arrogant?

LoL!! Heeeey... I'd probably look fairly insulted that the both of you doubt me :P And I'd point out that Bakura did willingly go with Marik, so it's not like even if I *had* said him it would matter.. and that I don't lie :P

xDD LoL making a mental note, hmm? xDD Bakura, unprepared for Marik's climax, would have to keep himself from choking and then sit there for a moment with a smirk on his face, before leaning over to kiss Marik and then stand up and tell Marik that he's going to the store now.

>.>;; I wonder if I should be amused/laughing/snickering at this o.O -- any of it

XD, since Bakura and Marik are both arrogant, it'll help you get into their mindsets!

*laughs* Then I'd pout at you even considering the possibilty, and Devlin would copy me, just because he'd like me best since he's like me :P

Marik would just kind of groan, make a face and agree, then add that Bakura had better buy lube. Lots of it. And back it up with a half-hearted glare, too much in the afterglow to glare properly.

LMFAO Oooh, I see :P But Marik's not only arrogant... he's a lot of stuff that I am not :P

LoL! I would say that I wasn't serious and then point that since Devlin's copying you and appears to like you best, he can go help you bandage/clean up and I'll go find something to do...

In fake-innocense, Bakura would ask why would he need to buy any lube at all and smile sweetly at the glare - leaving before Marik can reply to that.

Well, arrogance is a good starting point...

And I'd glare at you, state that I think that you're a bad friend, then pout and walk off in a huff. And Devlin would just be watching us both with wide eyes, looking sad that we're fighting.

LOL! OMFG, you are so evil! Marik would yell after him that he'd better, then sigh, push himself off the table and walk around the house naked, picking up all the Vaseline or kinds of oils that he could find which could substitute for lube, just in case Bakura was serious. And then hide it in a cupboard just in case Bakura does buy proper lube.

^^; Hey now, I don't wanna end up like Marik :P

Aww... I would heavily pout and sulk as I left, muttering under my breath as I left, feeling rather guilty.

LMFAO! I'm not evil 9.9 *halo* really I'm not. LMFAO!!!! Wow... xDD That amuses me, greatly. *ahem* Bakura would have left with his trenchcoat and after some time, would return with a large paper bag and a smaller plastic bag wrapped around his wrist and set it aside before Marik can see it... then return to Marik holding the plastic bag that contains no lube in it - while smiling innocently.

X_X *stabs* Die heretic! ...but get arrogant first.

*grins* And Devlin would jump you and ask you 'what are you, nuts?! Go after her!' and I'd just be stalking off XD

You are evil. Very evil. Gods, poor Marik! ...Marik would probably narrow his eyes suspiciously at Bakura, ask in a tone of dread where the lube is and possibly take a few steps backwards, feeling very nervous about the 'innocent' smile.

*yelps* O.O ne? what I do? T.T

LoL! I would ask him why 'I have to be the one to go after her' when 'she's the one who took what I said the wrong way'? :P Then I'd sulk and probably grumble 'fine.'

LMFAO!! Nooo~~ *halo* <~ see? Not evil. xDD Putting his hands behind his back, he'd walk over slowly with his head tilted to the side and say that he didn't promise to buy any lube and that wasn't in their 'agreement'...

Get arrogant or die.

LOL! And I would be dramatically leaning against a wall and sulking, waiting for someone to come find me, and Devlin would take your hand and hop off with you after me...

XDDDDD, that is so evil! Marik would narrow his eyes at Bakura, and probably snarl something about how he usually uses lube on Bakura at least... and take a few more steps back.

... such nice choices. I choose choice c, please.

xDDD Oscar Award-Winning performance *applauds* But yeah x.X And me being slightly sulky as Devlin helps me find you >.> and in which case, when I did find you, I'd probably mutter a sorry >.> Looking guilty enough as it is.

LoL! *smiles innocently* Bakura would point out what Marik said by saying 'usually'... and continue to step closer to him with his hands behind his back. He'd then toss the bag at Marik and tell him those were the only things he was required to get.

No! Choose arrogance! Make the right choice: chose arrogance XD

*smirks* I am such a rocking actress and yeah, once you apologized, I'd give a dramatic sniff and ask in a heartbroken voice if you'd really rather have me torn to shreds by Marik than have Marik make Bakura happy.

X_X XDDD And Marik would glare at Bakura, thinking to himself that if Bakura doesn't want to use lube, he probably won't to bother with prep either, meaning that the make-shift lubes that Marik did find would be pretty useless... then he'd sigh, looking annoyed, and ask Bakura what position does he want Marik in, arms crossed over his chest and bag placed on the table.

Arrogance for president *holds up a sign* ... *ahem*

xDD *applauds more* Oh jeez xDD I would look shocked and in instant disbelief at your question and ask if you /really/ have to ask - then point out that I don't want you torn to shreds by Marik.

*ahem* Bakura would suddenly sulk at Marik's action, having seeing him not making a big deal out of it and stalk off for a moment and return with the other bag that he had and set it down beside Marik. Then point out that he bought plenty of lube and then mutter something about Marik ruining his fun.

*grins* Well, I'm arrogant and I'd make a good president...

LOL! And I'd blink at you, pretend to consider it then finally sigh and say that I suppose it'll do... then I'd pounce you. And so would Devlin.

XDDDD, Marik would look seriously relieved, but try to cover it up, not wanting to show how much he had been dreading the idea of getting taken without lube or prep, and just point out coolly that Bakura didn't state yet what position he wants Marik to assume :P

*blinks* okay, that's true... Fickle for President!! *chants*

xDDD I'd probably look at you all shocked that you have to consider it and pout at such a delay - then yelp at being double pounced *nods*

^^;; Bakura would probably continue to pout and then finally ask Marik if he /really/ thought he wasn't going to use lube and was really going to accept that... and then half-glare at Marik's repeated question and state that Marik's no fun ;P

And Neko for running mate!

And I'd smirk and poke your nose and tell you that you're damn lucky that I like you too much to hold grudges. And Devlin would probably laugh and nuzzle us both, kitten-style.

lol, um, Marik would kind of half-shrug, then look at the floor and quietly say that yeah, he did really think that Bakura was sadistic enough to want to take him without lube and without prep, and that yeah, he would have let Bakura do it, not adding that he feels a little bad about the whole issue of the baby. Then he'd look up and smirk, trying to act more arrogant and like his usual self, and add that he would have got Bakura back for it somehow though, and that the fun will start if Bakura stops just standing around and gets it over with.

*nods* Exactly ^_^ Neko and Fickle -- to rule the world!!

xD I'd stick my tongue out at that and mutter that lucky I am then :P and would hugyou both *nods*

Bakura would shrug and decide not to say anything else about that... Shocked that Marik was going to let him, but not say that he is... Bakura would then say that Marik is: stubborn, difficult, no fun and impatient ;P He'd toss his trenchcoat aside, being that that's all he had, and grab the two bags of lube and protection and start muttering quietly under his breath.

And you to get arrogant!

Hah, and I'd tell you to put that tongue away or I'll feed it to God, and Devlin would go wide-eyed and tell me that God doesn't eat meat...

Marik would shrug then, and say that he would expect Bakura to be the impatient one really, and that he doesn't care so much for the idea of having to be uke, he just doesn't want to stand around waiting... and ask what Bakura's muttering, thinking to himself that he probably doesn't want to know.

>.> And the topic is brought back up :P not that it ever really left

LoL!! I would laugh and shrug and repeat what Devlin said and slouch against the wall *nodu*

Bakura would say that while he should be impatient, it's no fun to him when Marik ruins said fun - and mutter that he would think Marik would be taking advantage of the delay. And then state that it wasn't as if he wanted to be uke the first time, but he was... and say that it doesn't matter what he's muttering and since Marik wants to get this done and over with to go to the table and sounding fairly bland while he speaks.

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