Ok, so these are a bunch of one-shot drabbley things I'm writing for the 10letters community over on LiveJournal. Basically its a bunch of letters that are written between Bakura (Yami no Bakura) and Marik (Yami no Malik). Some are yaoi, some could be seen as friendshippy.
On with the show then!
Dear Bakura,
Egypt sucks without you, seriously. I mean, Malik's bitch of a sister keeps watching me and checking on me to make sure I haven't done anything. Like there's anything to do over here anyway. Most I could do is blow up the Sphinx or something, but Malik won't let me have the Rod, so getting the explosives for that would be too tricky.
I bet you could get them easy enough, Mr King of Thieves. How's life back there in Domino anyways? How many times has the Pharaoh kicked your ass since I left? Poor baby, I'm not there to kiss it better for you.
Why the fuck Malik forced me to come back to Egypt with him, I have no idea. Even the freakin' colours are driving me crazy out here. Everything is too bright and too beige. I need shadows, and darkness, and chaos. How is it possible for a desert to still be beige even at night? I snuck out just to try and get some respite from the brightness but it still bugged the crap out of me.
It was never this bad back in the old days, was it? I could swear it was never this hot or bright. Malik said it's something to do with global warming, whatever that is. The new you totally couldn't handle being out here, heh heh. You're practically a vampire with how pale you are, 'Kura. The blood thing only adds to my theory.
Its sunset now over here. I wish you were here to see it. It's blood red. Your favourite colour.
Marik
PS If you're wondering why I'm writing, it's 'cause Isis refuses to let me on the computer ever since I threw the last one out of the window at a pidgeon. I got it!
Review please!