Hello hello! I've been meaning to get back into writing but never had the attention span. .

But, one of my really good friends has gotten me back into it! Actually many of my good friends. So I'm writing again!

Title: Jaws

Rating: T (mainly because Shark has a potty mouth. Shame on you Shark)

Summary: Shark is a bit touchy with his nickname. And Yuma just loves messing with his boyfriend.

Dedicated to: dragonpikachu (for stealing this little plot bunny and sending it to me and because pfft she Aibou, she get dedication)

"Oh come on Shark!"

"No Yuma."

"B-but-"

"I said no!"

Yuma pouted and threw himself down on the sofa beside his boyfriend of two months. Shark never let him have any fun. All he wanted to do was go out for ice cream and maybe after a romantic walk in the park. Yuma shook his head. Of course Shark didn't want to do that. This was Ryoga Kamishiro after all. He wouldn't bring himself down to Yuma's level.

But this is also Yuma Tsukumo we're talking about. He was simply too stubborn to just give up on something he wanted. He wanted ice cream, and by golly he was going to get it!

Shark glanced over at his boyfriend, who had suddenly taken on a dark aura. He rolled his eyes, picked up the remote, and started flipping through the channels. When he couldn't find anything, he sighed and settled for a movie that he was only slightly interested in.

Yuma took one look at the TV and grinned. He knew what to do.

Shark merely stared at the TV, not really seeing the moving pictures in front of him. Suddenly, he heard a sound.

"Da na."

Shark's eyes widened as he whipped his head around so fast he could have gotten whiplash. There sat his boyfriend, grinning at him with a strange glint in his crimson eyes. "No, Yuma."

"Da na."

Shark growled. "Yuma, shut up."

"Da na na na na"

"Shut the fuck up!"

"Da na na na na na na na na."

"SHUT. UP!"

"Da na NA NA NA!"

"Okay! Okay, we'll go get ice cream! Just stop it!" Shark exclaimed, as he leaned back against the sofa. Yuma grinned at his boyfriend, before leaning over and giving Shark a peck on the cheek.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Yuma cried and pulled the taller boy into a hug, burying his face in his chest. Shark stiffened, but slowly relaxed and wrapped his arms around the little duelist, burying his face in the black and pink spikes.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever."

He was never going to watch Jaws again.

I'm not sure if I like it. But it's kinda cute. ^_^ askfjs;dlf I'll never know.