A/N: Okay, I admit. Yu-Gi-Oh is definitely my crack ship fandom. This story will probably contain lots of different crack couples – a collection of crackish one-shots if you will (screamshipping and fearshipping are my favourites right now. Haha)
So! We begin with Screamshipping!
Description: Curiosity was a dangerous thing for cats, an even more dangerous thing for lambs.
Couple: Screamshipping.
Curiosity was, indeed, a dangerous thing.
Little Shizuka was beautiful, kind, and had a wonderful life ahead of her. Two boys pined for her, she had an older brother that cared for her more than anyone else could possibly imagine, and friends – friends that loved her dearly.
But curiosity caught 'round the throat like a noose, dragging her into the darker world of questioning, wondering about black things, terrible things, wondering about Bakura and his eyes, why they were so dark sometimes…
Eventually, she wandered away from her safe, happy life, and into one that was far darker and far more dangerous than what she could have possibly imagined. She wandered right into the arms of something dark and impossible.
Yami no Bakura watched his prize regain consciousness, watched her look everywhere around, fearful and confused, and could almost hear her thoughts – where am I? Why am I here? Where is he? – and then her eyes found him, and they widened in fear. He approached her, sat down on the bloody bed, although it wasn't her blood or his blood (not to say she wasn't cut and bruised, but she hadn't bled enough for the sheets to be stained. He had been sure of that) and touched her face gently. She leaned into his hand unthinkingly, her eyes closing, abruptly calm. "My precious little lamb, how are you feeling?"
"Mmm…" she mumbled softly, pulling away from his hand. "I don't want to be here," she said, and it was truth. He knew she was conflicted, torn between want and shame. Of course, discovering that you're a masochistic girl with a thing for darkness when you'd been previously thought of as a good girl was bound to prompt at least a little shame.
He didn't mind. Shame was attractive to him, made her easier to control.
"Silly little lamb." He smiled and caressed her arm in a comforting manner, although his voice was sadistic and wanton, and it made her shiver. "In good time you shall be returned to your family."
"Mmm…yeah…" she said, drained, and so she gave no resistance when he pushed her down onto the bed and kissed her softly. Then the kisses became rougher, more demanding, but she didn't mind. He was about to call her a masochist when the television screen above him flickered to light. He glanced up as she did to see the faces of several very angry teenagers staring back through the camera. "Bakura!" Jonouchi shouted. "Gimme back my sister!" Bakura sighed, glad that they couldn't see him, and stood up off of her. She smiled widely at the screen, happiness in her eyes.
"My lamb, I will return and you shall be given back to your…friends," he said nonchalantly, uncaringly.
She just grinned and flopped down in the bed, rubbing bruised wrists and running fingers through messy hair.
As he walked from her little prison to meet his challengers, he considered her. He didn't mind releasing her to them because she would inevitably return, tempted by the taste of pain and darkness he had supplied her with, and she would stumble back into his grasp, lying to herself, telling herself that it was not him she was seeking. Eventually, she could be his again. Of this he was sure.
He threw open the doors and greeted his guests. "And so it begins."