Hey everyone! So I'm a HUGE thiefshipping fan and I love Bakuras relationship with Malik. So I decided to write a POV story coming from Bakura. Hope you like it!
Enjoy!
This is Maliks Diary, right? It is? Good. You know that feeling where you're eating a piece of toast without jam and it tastes bland? Or maybe when you have Mac N' Cheese without the "Mac" and it's just a big cheesy mess? That's what I feel like with Malik. He has to be the clingiest and childish villain I've ever seen in my 5 thousand years of villainy.
When I go to the mall, there's Malik. When I'm working on evil schemes, there's Malik. When I feel a tap on my shoulder, there's Malik… The boy who is always there, even when he's there to annoy the buggery out of me. The sixteen years old whose naïve beauty surpasses that of a god and has hypnotized me into oblivion. The boy whom I have grown to love and adore to my heart's content. I can't survive without him. But it will happen one day.
When Malik dies and the millennium ring is passed on to another host, my curse of immortality will surely show itself then. Malik Ishtar. That heavenly name will burn itself in my mind, forever remembering the Egyptian.
I remember when we first admitted our lust for each other in battle city. What started out as an ecstasy filled kiss, turned into a fiery hate filled dance between us. We both took turns, holding each other not too gently and just savouring the feeling of hot skin against hot skin. His fingers in my hair, the bed creaking beneath us, the happy feeling that swelled up inside me of just being with him, loving him harshly. I never wanted that moment to end. But it did, and when it did, I didn't regret one millisecond.
Love is like burns. They hurt when you get them, but after a while, they scar over as burns and you can never get rid of them. I hope that I am a burn for him. Painful, agonizing, and will always be there. Because if I'm always there, then you can never forget me. Out of all of my hatred. My brutalism. That goofy clueless smile Malik always wears makes me forget my revenge.
Malik. If you read this than think about what I have written, that is if your brain can contemplate it.
I will never love like this again…