Warning: Yaoi, Thiefshipping, Darkshipping, Kleptoshipping, Exoticshipping (which isn't yaoi, but hey, it's cool), and Tendershipping.
Somewhere, in the back streets of Domino, two of the most "evil" people were meeting up at the request of one.
"Malik, I'm sick of this." The white-haired snarled at his blond companion. Yes, you guessed it, Bakura and Malik had met up again, though Malik wasn't sure why. They had already discussed their plans, hadn't they?
"Sick of what?"
"Uhh... For the past few episodes every time we meet up I have made passes at you, and yet all the time you stay completely oblivious!"
"Made passes? What the f**k does that mean?" Don't forget, Malik has spent most of his life under a rock, and the rest of it running the most feared anime organisation known to man.
"It means, for those of you who have lived under a giant rock your whole life, that...uhh. Let me put this another way; will you go out with me?"
"Go out? As in like...friends?" Malik creased his eyebrows. Bakura wasn't particularly a friendly person, to put it mildly. Why was he asking something that sounded...nice?
"No not like..." Bakura shivered at the thought. "...let me put this yet another way." Bakura strode towards Malik, grabbed his collar, and kissed him full on. After ravaging Malik's face for about two full minutes, Bakura let go of him, only for Malik to fall to the floor. He had fainted. Bakura grinned, picked up the Millennium Rod form where it had fallen from Malik's grasp, and walked away from the scene.
"That was too easy. Now we can skip to season five, where I rule! Hahahaha!!" Bakura proceeded to laugh like a madman. Once he had finished, he spoke again to himself. "That was a much better plan than doing what Malik asked me and having a load of unnecessary card games and filler arcs. I guess those fan girls were into something, if only helping me getting what I wanted. Now, if only I can get the Pharaoh or Yugi to love me...that Shadi guy won't...besides, I've already killed him...Ishizu might fall for me though...as long as she doesn't find out what I did to her brother...hmm." As Bakura carried on scheming, oblivious to the odd looks he was getting, he missed another white-haired figure, this one insubstantial, looking at him and shaking his head at him.
"Why can't you love me, Bakura?"
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