AN: I can't believe I'm doing this. Here I am, a girl can't seem to finish even the tiniest of oneshots, and I'm doing the 100 Themes Writing Challenge. I seriously don't know what's gotten into me. But, y'know what? I'm just gonna go with it! I'm going to try and stick with the original Yu-Gi-Oh in this, though I may switch over to GX or 5D's or Zexal, just to warn you. But it's going to be mostly the original, so don't turn away just yet! You might miss something good…
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Summary: Colors. So many colors.
This is all going to be YAOI, every single bit of it, so if you don't like that, you may want to leave.
The rest of you, I hope you enjoy!
Challenge 31: Colors
So many colors.
He wove his fingers silently through his lover's multi-colored hair, and wondered how it was even possible in human nature for hair to be black, blond, and violet at the same time…
"Malik?"
The crazed Egyptian looked down at the owner of the hair that stumped him so. "Yes?"
"You're awful quiet up there. It's scaring me. Is there something wrong?"
He shook his head. "No, no. I was just… thinking."
"Uh oh."
He gave the other a thwack as gentle as he could manage, making the human form of his sanity giggle.
"I'm sorry, Malik. What were you thinking about?"
"Your hair…" He continued to run his fingers through it as he continued, "Are you sure this is your natural color?"
He laughed softly again. "Yes, Malik. I'm sure I would've remembered getting it dyed."
"But it's so…" He paused in his movements, the word on the tip of his tongue, "… weird."
"Can we quit making fun of my hair now, please?" he asked playfully.
"Why? You make fun of me all the time!"
"That's just because I love you."
"Well, I do too! And you're saying I can't show it?"
"No, that's not what I'm saying."
"Then what are you saying?"
"I'm not saying anything, Malik." He locked eyes with his tan skinned lover and resting a calming hand on his cheek. "You worry too much. I know you love me, and you know I love you."
Malik sighed. "… How can you love me? After all I did…"
He shook his head, finally understanding. "That's in the past. I've forgiven you. And the simple fact that you regret what you did shows that you wouldn't do now what you did then. Right?"
He nodded, and smiled softly. "Yeah… Something like that."
He returned the smile and leaned up to give him a soft, chase kiss, before going back to leaning against his chest. "Can you keep playing with my hair, please? That felt good."
Malik nodded, and he continued to move his hand, letting the soft strands of multi-colored hair fall through his fingers. It was so soft, so shiny, so colorful…
"Yugi?"
"Yes?"
"… Do you dye your hair?"
