Dragon: This will be a 'book' of various AU yaoi drabbles written for a theme challenge called "Chance Meeting" where the main couple meet for the first time. There will be 25 drabbles in all and the pairings will vary from "chapter to chapter". But the pairing will be labeled at the top in bold so if you don't like them then don't read. You'll find a bit of everything here except puppyshipping, 'cause god knows I loath that pairing. This is the only warning, so don't come flaming me later saying "Eww! I don't like such n such…blah blah blah" Get it? Got it? Good.


Pairings: Seto/Malik, Seto/Yami, Yami/Malik

Rating: PG-13

Little Black Book

Malik scowled when his side was bumped once again as he made his way across the crowded dance floor. Bodies gyrated in both erratic and graceful movements, each contradicting each other yet somehow flowing together in a hazy display. His left hand pushed his way through the human maze while his right hand protected the object in his back pocket.

His free hand clenched and the scowl turned into a snarl when he thought about the object – the little black book he found in his boyfriend's desk hidden under piles of file folders in a supposed locked drawer. But it seemed that Seto forgot his lover was good at getting into things others wanted people to be kept out of. A mistake he would make sure to remind the other of once he figured out what was so wonderful about this person that dared to call himself Elysium.

But the alias didn't matter; no one was 'the condition of ideal happiness'.

Snorting at the idiocy of the meaning in a place that screamed darkness, sex, loneliness, and adultery, Malik finally made his way to main bar and sat down on one of the two available stools left. He ignored the bartenders and let his lavender eyes drift slowly over the crowded area searching for the one Seto felt was worth cheating on him for but without a description, he was fumbling around in the dark so to speak.

The stool beside him moved but he ignored it as he turned back to the bar and ordered a drink. What the hell had he done to deserve this? He had always thought he was a good boyfriend and lover but obviously, the CEO felt differently than he did.

"Come to drink your troubles away?"

Malik scowled at the deep voice that interrupted his depressing internal monolog. "Not any of your business."

The man beside him chuckled; a low sound that even in the noisy atmosphere sounded clear as day. "True. But then again, that's why most people are here. To drink, fuck and forget even if it's for just one night."

Even though Malik hadn't bothered looking at the male, he still answered him for some reason, "Tell me about it. I've lost my boyfriend to this hell."

"I know the feeling. Lost my boyfriend 'cause of this place too. Found some blond foreigner instead."

Malik closed his eyes, his heart pounding and an odd weight seemed to lift off his shoulders when he heard those words. Someone else understood and hated it just as much as he did. Opening them back up, he turned and looked at the man beside him for the first time and beautiful, knowing crimson eyes looked back.

"My name is Malik by the way," he smiled and held his hand out for the stranger who clasped it in a friendly shake.

"Elysium."