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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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XD, maybe I'm doing both?

LOL! Well, if Malik uses more weird terms, then Marik probably will ask what they mean, yes.

Marik would end up arching into Bakura's hand and climaxing with a half-scream, body shuddering from the afterquakes and unable to support himself any longer so just falling back onto the floor and letting Bakura use his body for his own climax.

*hugs back* Yeah, it sucketh.

LoL!! Double the power! ...... X_X I hope this odd-sillyness I have now, you will wake up with.

LoL!! I donno... I'm sure there are more weird terms *thinks* Hmmm... he could say a few words and use the "cleaner" version of it instead of being blunt... ... I kinda hope he does and have Bakura not know something >.>;; *pouts* It amuses me ._.

Just as Marik climaxes, Bakura would thrust into him one final time as Marik falls back against the floor, climaxing as well. Body-shuddering and a muffled-scream as he would brace himself so that he wouldn't simply collapse onto the other. After a few moments, he would end up, while breathing heavily, lying on top of Marik.

*snugs Master Yami-sama* I hope thee slept well and wakes up not feeling sickly at all - wakes up in a good mood, from good dreams and has a laughter-filled day *nods*

Double the arrogance :P

LOL! You just want to a near-repeat of what happened with Jou and Noa :P

Marik would probably let him stay like that for a little, trying to catch his own breath, then mutter something like "Get off, you're heavy" and push him off to the side. And lean a little on him, and smirk. :P (sure knows how to keep the mood, right?)

*hugs back* Right back atcha!

Double the arrogance :P

*points* that makes me think of that "double-mint gum" or whatever xDD

LOL! You just want to a near-repeat of what happened with Jou and Noa :P

Uhhh... great -.-;; now that you mention it, I don't want to repeat anothers RP T.T

Bakura might grunt a little at being pushed off and would probably open his mouth to say something and notice the smirk and then roll his eyes and say something about that he didn't have to be pushed, but smirk a little anyways. (( LoL! I figured he would do it xDD It amuses me >.>; ))

*hugs* Well X_X hopefully things GO WELL for you today, since you didn't exactly sleep well X_X

Double the arrogance, double the fun!

LOL! We're already kind of repeating it by having something explained to Marik. Not an exact repeat, just a similar theme. Sex-ed. The new black.

Marik would smile mock-sweetly then, and purr that he would have expected Bakura to be too tired out to move of his own accord... waiting for Bakura to notice the insult to his stamina still with the mock-sweet look on his face.

...you already know how they went.

LoL!! But I prefer self-confidence over arrogance... it's not the /exact/ same ;P

*nods* true... yeah, sex-ed for would-be-pervs >.>;

xDDD!! So mean!! Bakura would glare at Marik and mention that Marik shouldn't be so quick to assume things, and not say anything else on the matter... perhaps laught a little and roll his eyes some at Marik's expression.

._. *stabbity?*

XD, well, get both! Two heads are better than one...

Mind. Out. Of. Gutter. ~_~

...Marik's not a would-be perv! *protects his reputation*

*laughs* It's Marik! And Marik would smirk at the glare, then ask Bakura if that means that he's up for another round... and then reach down to stroke between Bakura's legs, as if checking if Bakura really is 'up'. Which would be unlikely, since that's his second round of the night and it's only been a few minutes...

LOL Unless one head wants one thing, and the other head wants another.
...... -.-;; *cough* wow.. >.> no comment.

LMFAO! I suppose our mind is in the gutter for the same reason?

xDDD I'd pat/pet him, but after my dream last night, ... I won't >.>

Of course it is xDDD Which is why I knew he'd do that AND do what you put here xDDD I was waiting for him to do that >.>;; I knew he would... LMFAO would be very unlikely, definetely *snickerssnorts* my gosh. *clears throat* *halo* I mean >.>;; Anywho... Bakura would probably want to SMACK Marik - and his hand - for the insult and the way he's acting; though, might find it slightly amusing to keep himself from being frustrated with Marik. He might poke Marik in the head and innocently ask if it's so bad being uke, to change the subject.

LOL! *giggles* My mind is in the gutter because of the wavelength.

...dream? I really ought to check lj I suppose after I read these.

XDDDDD, is Marik growing predictable now? *laughs* Not like anyone evil could resist the temptation... At being poked in the head, Marik would probably scowl slightly, then smirk and state that it's better being seme, then his smirk would widen and he'd add that he probably ought to be grateful then that Bakura doesn't seem to be in hurry to continue. And give Bakura's cock another stroke to make his point.

LOL!! oooh so you're blaming the gutter-mind on me? O:)

LOL >.> Yes, the dream -.-;; I so blame you for the thiefshipping part... X_X I/Baku was so sad.. and Malik was so sad... and Marik was creeping me out X_X

LoL!! no, not predictable ;P Just that, like you said, it was irristable... Bakura would start to stick his tongue out at the scowl and then he would frown a little at the smirk/remark. To try to change the subject, slightly, again, Bakura would grab Marik's wrist and ask if Marik's that eager to be uke again.

*grins* You send my mind into the gutter and I send you arrogance!

*smirks* w00t; you are beginning to realize that thiefshipping is not meant to be. And that Marik is evil, psychotic and sexy as hell.

xDDDDDD, Marik would probably twist a little, in a half-hearted attempt to make Bakura let go of his wrist, then bite his lip at the question before answering that actually, he'd prefer to get cleaned up a little first, if that's okay with Bakura. Since he's been taken twice in a row after all. And not move, just wait for Bakura's answer, remembering that he's supposed to be submissive.

LoL!! What a trade off... gutterness for arrogance *snorts* 9.9 I'm doing a better job xDDD *blinks*

LMFAO Nooo course not, I still love my thiefshipping and give it just as much credit as my psychoshipping <333... *cough* I've always realized that Marik was ;P >.> I still fear him too X_X

LOL Since Bakura would more than likely have been expecting something sarcastic/insulting, Marik's answer would catch him off guard for a moment and then Bakura would shrug and tell Marik if he really wants to - almost as if he's saying it as if it's not something Marik needed to ask. ~~((I should not be imagining two certain yami's in the shower after just waking up... my mind should not be there after just waking up. X_X ... it shouldn't even be thinking it... at all ))~~

...yeah, but I don't fight as hard as you do. XD

Sure, sure. *dances on thiefshipping's grave* And Marik rocks. So does Bakura.

XD! Marik would then force himself to stand up, maybe wince slightly and walk to the bathroom, a little unsteadily. Then you'd be able to hear the water, and after a while, Marik might ask Bakura if he's planning on joining him. And to bring protection and lube again if he is.:P ~~Why not? Pretty mental images...~~

>.> Naw, that just means that your mind already owns part of the gutter and just needed to be awoken *nods*

X___X *revives thiefshipping and cuddles it* X_X

X_X My mind is going to be /stuck/ in the gutter all day, isn't it?? While Marik's asking, Bakura would have already been leaning against the door, smirk on his face, and teasingly say that Marik really must be eager... ~~X_X Uhh... not sure >.>;; It is pretty... but ... but X_X~~

LOL! No, just that I don't waste my time whining that it's too hard...

Mind. Out. Of. Gutter. AGAIN.

*steals it, kills it and pushes psychoshipping into Dani's arms* Never contradict the OTP.

LOL! All evening anyway, the day is over already :P And Marik would have already cleaned himself off and be scrubbing at his body with soap, then arch an eyebrow at Bakura and state that he just wants some warning, that's all.

... It really is TOO easy for me to make a comment on that-- as you obviously know...

X____X *revives it, cuddles it, nortures it and keeps it with my psychoshipping* >.>

~.~;; Yeah, well for *me* the day has just beg-- never mind ~.~;; I was talking about you, so that was stupid of me -.-;; Remaining against the door, Bakura would half-shrug and would say that he supposes Marik has a point... but also maybe mutter under his breath that he had been 'warning' him etc.

Pssh, you thought that I wouldn't notice the switch?

Get arrogant now! And... *steals the thiefshipping again, kills it and hides it somewhere that it can't be found by anyone except her :P*

Marik would shrug back at Bakura then, pulling his arms above his head and wincing slightly, then waiting for the water to clean him. After a few seconds, he'd ask if Bakura is joining him or not.

LoL, no, just that you might forget to change it back and then later forget/not notice ;P

T_____________T *sobs*

Sighing, Bakura would return the shrug, and finally walk further into the bathroom and then stop and ask Marik if he's done.

XD, unlikely. Now, I demand that thou doth be-est arogant!

Marik would probably nod, now that he's clean and drop his arms to hang loosely by his side and ask what Bakura wants him to do now. As quietly and passively as he can.

For now ;P *blinks* You make it sound so easy ;P

Remaining where he's at, Bakura would then remain silent for a while and then ask Marik what he wants to do and not say anything else.

*dies* STOP SAYING THAT! I command that as your Master-Yami-sama you stop saying that :P

Marik would blink at that, then his eyes would widen slightly, head tilting to a side like he's trying to figure out if Bakura is serious. Then he'd probably shrug and remind Bakura that Bakura's in control, not him, and it doesn't matter what Marik wants - then ask again what Bakura's next order is.

I knew you'd say that :P I'll think about it, Master Yami-sama ^.~

Bakura would roll his eyes and remind Marik that if he wanted some sort of obedient sex-slave then he would still be using the Rod on Marik - and add that the agreement was that he got to be seme, not that Marik had to be some sex-slave-type. Then he would be running the words over in his head, making sure that it came out as he meant and trying to think of something else to add. And then add that what if Bakura said it did matter what Marik wants, but not say anything else about that.

:P, that's because you know your Master-Yami-sama.

Marik would be tempted to point out that he doesn't want to be uke at all, and if he has to do it, he might as well go all the way, but instead just shrug and state that he wants to be prepared again before being fucked, since the hot water would have made him tighten up again.

LoL hai... Just like you know your hikari-toy.

Bakura would arch a brow and stare at Marik for a moment, as if trying to figure out if that's all that Marik had to say. Then would shrug and say 'okay', but not move from where he's at.

And just like I knwo that my hikari-toy needs to get arrogant :P

Marik would wait for a few seconds, as if expecting Bakura to join him in the shower, then decide that Bakura must want to force Marik to come to him, so sigh and step out of the shower, not turning off the water. So, all glistening-wet and slightly-flushed from the heat, he'd stand on a towel without bothering to dry himself off and lean against the shower door, asking Bakura what position does he want Marik in this time.

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