This was a random fic that I came up with. It's TOTALLY out of my usual
range... By a far and long shot. Minor shounen-ai I suppose.
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"Ooh! Look at the pretty girl!" A little girl of about 5 said, tugging on her sister's sleeve. The older of the two looked up.
"Yes, very pretty." She said, barely glancing at the white-haired subject of the conversation. She returned to arranging her purse so that she would have easy access to her lip gloss.
The younger child, whoever, was staring at the 'pretty girl' intently. A plot was forming in her young mind, but for it to work she needed her sister to leave.
"Sissy? Can you go get me some ice cream? I'll watch your purse for you!" She said innocently, clutching the white handbag. The sister looked dubious but nodded.
"Vanilla alright?" She asked and walked off without waiting for an answer. The younger girl giggled gleefully, rummaging through the purse. She withdrew her hand triumphantly, holding a small compact of eye-shadow and a tube of strawberry flavored lip-gloss. She 'snuck' over to the sleeping teen and poked him. When he did not wake, the girl climbed up on his lap.
The girl worked quickly but carefully, making sure her canvas didn't wake. Within minutes the poor guy was sporting blue eye-shadow, rosy cheeks, and pink lips. The girl giggled and jumped off his lap, somehow jolting him awake. She grinned sweetly up at the baffled teen and ran off.
The confused teen stood up and shrugged. He looked around and decided on walking home.
He hadn't planned on dozing off in the park, but Ryou had been awake all night the previous night. You see, he had a bizarre dream about his yami, whom was called Bakura by most everyone. The dream featured him passionately kissing his yami, before withdrawing and whispering 'mmm, strawberry.' Ryou abruptly shook the though out of his head.
"It's like some perverted teenage girl is messing with my thoughts..." he muttered as he walked home, unheeding of the weird looks he got.
When he arrived home, he went in a flopped on the couch. His yami stared at him.
"Hikari..." He said slowly. Ryou cracked open an eye to look at him.
"Yeah?"
"WHAT IN RA'S NAME IS WRONG WITH YOUR FACE?!" He yelled, causing Ryou to jump.
"What do yo—AHH!!!" He cut himself off with a high-pitched scream when he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror.
"You scream like a girl, hikari. And now you look like one too." Bakura said, standing up.
"Humph." Ryou crossed his arms and scowled.
"Is that... Glitter on your lips?" Bakura asked, looking even more disturbed. Ryou licked his lips.
"Strawberry flavored lip gloss apparently... Idiot child..." Ryou said, suddenly recalling the girl who had woken him.
"Hikari, how do you know what strawberry flavored lip gloss tastes like?" Bakura asked suspiciously.
"Well it's KIND of OBVIOUS!" Ryou snapped, irritated. "WANT TO TASTE FOR YOURSELF?!"
Bakura smirked. "Perhaps I shall..." He said, walking closer to his light half.
"B-Bakura, I was only kidding!" Ryou said, backing up against the wall.
"I wasn't." Bakura said. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to Ryou's. Ryou's eyes widened even further and he pushed him away.
"BAKURA!! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!"
Bakura just licked his lips slowly. "Hmm. You're right. Strawberry." He said before turning and waling away.
Ryou stared after him.
"Ra, we're both going insane..." He muttered before going to the bathroom to wash his face off.
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Umm... that was totally out of my usual genre. Heh, don't be expecting any more shounen-ai/yaoi/w/e from me... lol, review if you dare.
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"Ooh! Look at the pretty girl!" A little girl of about 5 said, tugging on her sister's sleeve. The older of the two looked up.
"Yes, very pretty." She said, barely glancing at the white-haired subject of the conversation. She returned to arranging her purse so that she would have easy access to her lip gloss.
The younger child, whoever, was staring at the 'pretty girl' intently. A plot was forming in her young mind, but for it to work she needed her sister to leave.
"Sissy? Can you go get me some ice cream? I'll watch your purse for you!" She said innocently, clutching the white handbag. The sister looked dubious but nodded.
"Vanilla alright?" She asked and walked off without waiting for an answer. The younger girl giggled gleefully, rummaging through the purse. She withdrew her hand triumphantly, holding a small compact of eye-shadow and a tube of strawberry flavored lip-gloss. She 'snuck' over to the sleeping teen and poked him. When he did not wake, the girl climbed up on his lap.
The girl worked quickly but carefully, making sure her canvas didn't wake. Within minutes the poor guy was sporting blue eye-shadow, rosy cheeks, and pink lips. The girl giggled and jumped off his lap, somehow jolting him awake. She grinned sweetly up at the baffled teen and ran off.
The confused teen stood up and shrugged. He looked around and decided on walking home.
He hadn't planned on dozing off in the park, but Ryou had been awake all night the previous night. You see, he had a bizarre dream about his yami, whom was called Bakura by most everyone. The dream featured him passionately kissing his yami, before withdrawing and whispering 'mmm, strawberry.' Ryou abruptly shook the though out of his head.
"It's like some perverted teenage girl is messing with my thoughts..." he muttered as he walked home, unheeding of the weird looks he got.
When he arrived home, he went in a flopped on the couch. His yami stared at him.
"Hikari..." He said slowly. Ryou cracked open an eye to look at him.
"Yeah?"
"WHAT IN RA'S NAME IS WRONG WITH YOUR FACE?!" He yelled, causing Ryou to jump.
"What do yo—AHH!!!" He cut himself off with a high-pitched scream when he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror.
"You scream like a girl, hikari. And now you look like one too." Bakura said, standing up.
"Humph." Ryou crossed his arms and scowled.
"Is that... Glitter on your lips?" Bakura asked, looking even more disturbed. Ryou licked his lips.
"Strawberry flavored lip gloss apparently... Idiot child..." Ryou said, suddenly recalling the girl who had woken him.
"Hikari, how do you know what strawberry flavored lip gloss tastes like?" Bakura asked suspiciously.
"Well it's KIND of OBVIOUS!" Ryou snapped, irritated. "WANT TO TASTE FOR YOURSELF?!"
Bakura smirked. "Perhaps I shall..." He said, walking closer to his light half.
"B-Bakura, I was only kidding!" Ryou said, backing up against the wall.
"I wasn't." Bakura said. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to Ryou's. Ryou's eyes widened even further and he pushed him away.
"BAKURA!! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!"
Bakura just licked his lips slowly. "Hmm. You're right. Strawberry." He said before turning and waling away.
Ryou stared after him.
"Ra, we're both going insane..." He muttered before going to the bathroom to wash his face off.
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Umm... that was totally out of my usual genre. Heh, don't be expecting any more shounen-ai/yaoi/w/e from me... lol, review if you dare.