A/N: I'm sure you're all wondering what the hell I'm doing writing more fics when I've haven't even finish my other ones but this look like so much fun I just had to try. Don't worry I'll finish the other two since Jealousy really is now finished, lol. I saw this challenge on another fellow writer's bio and I decided to take the 50 drabble challenge myself!I'm going to do ALL the pairings I love and also ones that I've never written before since my favs list is pretty short, lol. There will be repeats of pairings and there will most likely be my favs that will be repeated. Anywho, I hope you enjoy the first drabble :D

Edit (10/8/11): This has been revised thanks to my wonderful friend, Sparks! Lot's of hearts goes out to ya for beta'in, ma amie ^^

Title: Swimming

Summary: You can't remember how to swim? Then I'll show you.

Genre: I really don't know what to put this as…I'll let you decide, lol.

Rating: T

Pairing: Darkshipping

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! If I did I'd be one happy woman XD


Swimming

"Come on, Bakura. Let go of the ledge," Yami called over to Bakura who was clutching the edge of the indoor swimming pool.

"I'll let go when I'm damn good and ready!" the irritable and embarrassed thief shot back to a very amused Pharaoh.

"We will be here all night when that time comes," Yami said, swimming towards Bakura and trying not to burst out laughing at how said thief was clutching the edge of the pool for dear life.

"Shut up," Bakura replied curtly.

For once Yami decided to listen and waited for the thief to tell him when he was (finally) ready to start. He leaned back and floated on top the chlorine waters and tried to stay silent but soon grew bored after only five minutes had passed.

"Bakura?"

"What?"

"I'm not going to let you drown, you know."

"I should hope not…"

A short pause.

"Bakura," Yami repeated impatiently.

"Alright already!" Bakura shouted. "Get the hell over here."

Yami complied, chuckling under his breath as he came up behind Bakura. Slowly wrapping his arms around the pale, lithe body, Yami whispered softly into Bakura's ear, "Let go of the ledge, thief."

This time Bakura listened. He tentatively loosened his hands and brought them to his side all the while trying to keep his breathing even.

"Relax," Yami murmured. "I told you I'm not going to let you drown."

"And I told you to shut the fuck up," Bakura muttered, but made an effort to ease the rigidness from his body, and soon he had relaxed enough that he was now leaning against Yami.

Well, that was relatively easy, Yami thought as he placed a chaste kiss on the thief's neck. He thought it'd have taken longer but they were just getting started after all. "Now then, lay back on the water—don't worry I'm going to keep my hands under you so there is no need to look like that. Then I want you tread water. Got it?"

Bakura nodded and the ex-pharaoh gently lowered him down, making sure to keep his hands under him as he brought his body horizontal. "Move your legs and arms a little," he instructed.

Bakura did and they kept at it for several minutes until Bakura was able to float a bit on his own. At least the thief was a fast learner…but now Yami was going to test just how fast he could learn.

"Hey, Bakura," Yami asked, a mischievous tone coating into his voice.

Bakura immediately tensed at the playful tone. "Whatever it is that you're thinking, you better not do it," he warned.

"I just wanted to tell you something," Yami said, feigning innocence. "Did you know that when some people are in a do or die situation they are able to overcome their lack of ability in whatever it is that they were afraid to do in the first place?"

"I think I have…" said Bakura softly, staring up at the ceiling before his eyes snapped back to meet playful ruby eyes. "Don't you dare—"

Yami let go before Bakura had the chance to finish his (most likely) death threat. After much flailing of limbs and shouted curses, he watched as Bakura almost immediately sank to the depths of the pool below.

20 seconds past…35 seconds past….Still no tomb robber. Yami was about to go after him when, all of a sudden, he saw a shadow come into view on his left.

Bakura burst through the waters, coughing and spurting out water as Yami swam a safe distance away from him. Once Bakura recovered his breath he fixed the ex-pharaoh with a steely glare. "You fucking bastard! I can't believe you just did that, you fucking asshole!"

"It worked though, so why are you so angry?" Yami retorted.

"Why—? What if I had drowned? Stupid idiot, I just—" He stopped suddenly when Yami invaded his personal space. "What?" he asked warily.

"I told you I wouldn't let you drown," Yami whispered, his face mere inches away from Bakura's own, "and besides 'Kura, you and I both know that you know how to swim."

Bakura couldn't help the faint blush that crossed his face as he looked away.

"You just wanted to see me wet didn't you, thief?" Yami mused slyly.

"Shut the fuck up, Pharaoh."

A/N: Okies, so this wasn't much of a plot but it's a drabble and I think the point of them is to be short like 500 words…I don't think I understand the meaning of drabbles ^^;

Anywho, there will be more darkshipping drabbles in here and they will be a lot better than this, haha.

Please be kind and leave reviews :D Reviews make me a happy writer and keep my creative juices flowing like a waterfall, haha!