Okay, MysticMonarch here!

I would like to start something SO AMAZING YOU GUYS WILL LOVE IT!

Or it'll totally suck. It really depends upon what you like.

Now I'm going to stop procrastinating and tell you what I have planned.

You can make a request for any one shot, as long as you provide the plot line and the pairing you'd like it to be (if any pairing at all).

You request by reviewing this story, and the first ten people who review will be guaranteed to have their requests turned into one shots, with only one restriction. I do not write lemon, don't even ask. It must remain T-Rated!

After the first ten requests, here are things I will ABSOLUTELY NOT DO:

1) Previously stated, no lemons. Ever.

2) Incest of any kind.

3) Any pairing involving Yami or Yuugi that isn't puzzleshipping (Or maybe Prideshipping or Wishshipping, depending on how good your prompt is)

4) M-Preg. It's M-Possible.

5) WAY out of character roles. For example Kaiba is friendly and runs a soup kitchen for the homeless. (Unless it is a humor, opposite- world fic or something)

6) Have you just request a pairing. I will mention you before I type your request to show that the plot was all your idea, but I will not come up with it on my own.

7) Angel/Demon, Hogwarts, or anything else that could offend my super-Christian mother. I understand it's just a story, but she's afraid I will be corrupted and is doing it for my own good. (Yaoi is obviously not a part of this list. I do what I want with that one.) (Also, Kitsune are not demons, because I said so.)

Things I sorta might do but prefer to stay away from:

1)Tendershipping and Bronzeshipping. And Citronshipping.

2) Anything straight.

3) No, Really, Please don't request straight.

4) Strictly Cannon fic, or fic that requires bending the cannon

5) A continuation of one one shot asked for by someone other than who gave me the original one shot.

Okay, Now I'll go ahead and give you the First Chapter, which will be puzzleshipping and I designed the plot. Right after another list because lists are fun and shut up.

Things I like:

1) Fanfiction on crack. Crazy plots with crazy twists.

2) Fanfiction where the characters are interactive with the reader. Not like, as a pairing, but just like the reader is an old friend.

3) Generic, cheesy fics that make people smile no matter how many times they come across the same kind of thing.

4) Puzzleshipping, Thiefshipping, Deathshipping, puppyshipping.

I DO NOT OWN YUGIOH. IF YOU THINK I DO THEN YOU NEED HELP. AND NOT FROM YAMI BECAUSE YOU'RE BEING BULLIED, EITHER. FROMA PHSYCIATRIST! on with the story!

Yuugi felt his stomach growl and looked down in annoyance. His ears were twitching and he wanted badly to be out of the cold of the night, but he couldn't do that with an empty stomach. He needed to be able to change forms, and that took a lot of energy, especially for a Kitsune as young as he was.

He tipped over a trash can and sniffed it's contents wearily, almost fainting from the repulsive smell. Though, it had been two days since his last meal, and he feared that if he didn't get food soon... well, he didn't want to think about that.

Yuugi's mother had walked away when he was still very young, and he had yet to learn the art of hunting. He'd been alone for the past three years of his life, and he didn't want to have to deal with anyone else at this point. Everyone who he'd thought was there for him had left him in the cold, like he was some kind of animal.

He began to go through the contents of the can lazily, searching for something that wasn't too repulsive. Finally, after ten minutes of digging, he found something at least worth giving a try. A bottle of salad dressing was spilled onto the side walk as yuugi used his claws to open it, and he slowly began to lap it up. It tasted awful, but he was quite literally starving and couldn't afford to look for something better.

Yami had been watching the young boy he'd seen around town for two days now, hoping to confirm his suspicious. Then, out of nowhere, he saw his little game sitting proudly, with ears and tail hanging out as if they belonged. He was correct.

The young boy was a fellow kitsune.

Yami ran to the grocery store and picked up a steak, paying for it with his allowance. The poor boy looked close to starved, and his own home was much further away than the grocery store. Plus, it would take much too much time to hunt him something.

He walked back to the scene, finding that the little boy had almost downed a bottle of salad dressing, and he wrinkled his nose in disgust. Why would he ever resort to doing that?

"Did your mother never teach you to hunt?" He asked, letting his ears and tails show. Little Yuugi looked up, startled, and began to back away, fearing the kitsune who had such stronger power than he. He'd been properly trained, was a year older, and it didn't help that Yami had naturally talented skills. "Don't worry. I won't hurt you." He said, taking a step towards Yuugi.

Yuugi had caught the scent of something delicious and crept forward slowly, sniffing at the older male. He put his ears down recessively, showing him that he acknowledged Yami was dominant. Yami smiled, finding this boy... kinda cute.

He opened the steak and threw it at him, and before Yuugi had time to think, his teeth were sinking into the mouth watering flesh.

Yami strolled over cautiously and began to rub Yuugi's ears while he ate, admiring the younger male.

Kitsune lived to be roughly 4,000 , so at the young age of sixteen, Yami was still learning some of the ropes. One of the unspoken laws of the kitsune society is that when someone feeds you, you generally belong to them. They're more powerful than you, they're you're dominant, and they could and would tell you what to do. Yuugi didn't really care, though. He was finally getting to eat!

Yuugi finished and glanced up at Yami, who was still looking down at him affectionately. "I asked you a question."

"No, my mother didn't teach me to hunt. She left when I was small." Yuugi sighed, looking down. Might as well be honest with this boy, since he was probably going to be around him for quite a while.

Yami's eyes softened. He understood more now. He made up his mind that he was going to help this boy, no matter the costs. After all, he did sort of.. belong to him, now.

"I'll start teaching you tomorrow. You'll come home and stay with me tonight." He said, and Yuugi's head snapped up. He'd been expecting to be forced to stay in some dog house, and possibly be forced to do indescribable things... and yet, here this man was, offering him the chance to learn how to be free and independent. Yuugi rose to his feet, and put his arms around the man's waist in an action he hadn't preformed in a long time. His two tails quivered with gratitude. Plus, at least he knew that he wasn't going to some old creeper. This boy actually seemed... quite attractive. The thought made him blush.

Yami hugged him back, leaning down to push their noses together in greeting. Somehow, though, he missed. Their lips greeted instead, causing both of them to give a small yelp before they both relaxed, laughing a little.

He wouldn't admit it to himself, but he'd really liked the feel of Yuugi's lips against his.

"It's fine, it's just a peck." Yuugi said, laughing nervously. He leaned forward and did it again, causing a slow warmth to spread through Yami's body. Yes, kissing this boy was very nice.

He swished his four tails and nodded his head, taking Yuugi into his arms. Even if he wasn't hungry anymore, Yami could tell that he was too tired to make the mile long walk to his house.

They walked in silence, Yuugi feeling glorious at finally getting to be near another kitsune. It had been so long since he'd felt so taken care of, so cared for.

Yami walked into his house and set Yuugi down on the couch, walking back to his bedroom. After a second glance, guilt got the better of him and he moved Yuugi to his own bed, making the excuse that he was probably too fragile right now to keep up his own body heat.

Yami climbed into bed with Yuugi, curling his four tails around him in a protective gesture. Yuugi sighed and moved back against his warmth, snuggling up to him. Yami sighed before he gave up fighting it and wrapped an arm protectively around Yuugi's waist. Suddenly, something struck him.

"What is your name, little one?" He asked, whispering it in Yuugi's ear. His hot breath made Yuugi shiver a bit.

"Yuugi." He said, yawning. "What do you want me to call you?"

"You may call me Yami." Yami answered, burying his face in Yuugi's hair.

"Goodnight, Yami."

"Sleep tight, dear." Yami said, surprising himself. He never referred to anyone as 'dear' before, and yet it felt so fitting for Yuugi. He wrote it off as something that just happened when you made someone your own, thinking about that fact. Yuugi was his now. He smiled at the thought of the adorable little boy, giving him a light nip to the skin of his neck, to remind him who was in charge. Yuugi took it graciously, yelping out defeat before a struggle even started.

Yami sighed happily and fell asleep, Yuugi happy in his arms.

So, uh, yeah. REVIEW!