Snow Stories
By: Mavelus
YAY! CHRISTMAS IS COMING! WAHOO!!!!!!!!!!!!! ^_______________________^ In honor of the occasion, I'm writing a nice Christmas ficcy! And what better to celebrate than with our favorite yaoi couples???
Fluff and stupid humor awaits ye!
~*~
Real Summary: A bunch of Christmas one shots for the yaoi lover. ^-^
NOTES:
Mavelus: (wearing her Santa hat) Merry Early Christmas! This is my Christmas present to all who reviewed my other fics, specifically Reine Keri. *sniffle* She's been with me all the way.....
Bakura: Sap.
Mavelus: Oh, hush it you! Anyway, this is for all who love yaoi as much as I do! ^-^ Please R/R, it means a lot to me. ^-~
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It was cold, it was wet, and most of all.... Cold. Bakura no Yami doesn't like cold, AT ALL. He was currently standing on the front porch of the home he and Ryou share, watching his light twirl around in... what did those mortals call it? Oh yes, snow.
Snow.
Bakura's eye twitched. The stuff was evil. No, not Bakura evil, just... evil. Why? It was battle weaponry, when little mortal brats roll it up into balls and throw it at you. When it's fallen enough, it locks you indoors. When it soaks you to the bone, suspect a fever in the morning.
Yes, this was all the evils of snow, and yet... It did have a romance to it.
When the white fluff fell gracefully, landing into his hikari's soft hair, matching each strand in color and beauty. When it fell, it made Ryou smile and laugh, making him happy. When it gave him cold, the pink on his face just made him cuter.
Yes, these were the romances of snow.
Bakura smiled softly, watching his little light roll up the fluff. He really admired his hikari, though he wouldn't admit it, hell no! That would show weakness if he admitted he loved someone; that would ruin his hard earned reputation! Ice Cold, Blood Lusting, Soul Stealing, Pharaoh Hating Bakura. Quite a title, don't you think?
And that's when it hit him. Literally. Cold smack in the face! (no pun intended)
The former tomb thief growled as the snow dripped from his cheek, he wiped it off with a glove-covered hand and glared at his giggling light, sitting in the white fluff. Ryou just threw a snowball at him! The nerve!
'Screw the romances,' Bakura thought bitterly. Snow was EVIL. Period. It was time for revenge. He smirked evilly and leaped off the porch, Ryou was going to pay for that snowball. He gathered a handful of the evil white stuff and approached his giggling aibou. "Oh, hikari..." He said singsong.
Ryou stopped giggling immediately, he gulped at the sight of Bakura's evil glare of doom. The usual glare that told him he was in huge trouble. He winced instinctively when his yami raised his hand and-
Hit him with a snowball?
Ryou blinked and wiped the snow from his hair.
His yami was now the one laughing, no not his evil sadistic "you-will-die" laugh, but a good-natured one. This made Ryou slightly confused.
"Y-you should've seen your face!" Bakura plopped himself next to him, lying on his back, still laughing. "That was priceless!"
The hikari stared down at him in surprise. "I thought-" he began. "Oh, never mind." He looked away.
"What?" Bakura sat up on his elbows, "That I was going to hit you?"
Ryou didn't say anything, but his eyes saddened.
"Silly baka hikari." He said poking his light on the shoulder. Ryou looked at him again, tears forming on the edge of his chocolate brown orbs. Bakura frowned, he didn't want to make him cry. Without thinking, he pulled his aibou into a comforting embrace.
"I know," he began with a sigh. "I know I've hurt you before. I'm sorry."
Ryou's eyes widened, Bakura was apologizing?! Was he dreaming, or is Armageddon upon them already???*1
"And I don't want to hurt you again. Please, Ryou, don't cry."
His light pulled back, staring at him in wonder. "Bakura-"
But Ryou's words were silenced when Bakura pressed his lips to his, a gentle wave of warmth spreading through both their bodies. Shocked and confused, Ryou had no idea what to do, but his body seemed to be on auto- mode and complied with Bakura's silent demands to deepen his kiss.
Hands trailing down his light's back, Bakura pulled Ryou on top of him, lying back into the numbing cold snow. But the frost's bitter temperature seemed to fade away from the warm body of his hikari, who had wrapped his arms around Bakura's neck.
Ryou jumped slightly, pulling back from his darker half, seemingly to have come back to his senses. He was blushing considerably, "S-sorry." He mumbled.
"Sorry?" Bakura put a hand on his light's soft cheek, caressing the skin. "what's to be sorry for?"
Ryou said nothing, just looked stunned at Bakura's sudden warm actions. What happened to Ice Cold, Blood Lusting, Soul Stealing, Pharaoh Hating Bakura?
Somewhere, in depths of darker one's mind, he wondered the same thing. Wasn't he showing weakness?
"Bakura I-" Ryou bit his lip, still flushed. "I- I love you." He whispered.
"I love you too."
If it was, than Bakura was weak. And he was glad, for once, that he was.
It could've been the affect of the snow; it's romantic and evil cold waves infecting their minds with fluffy, snowy thoughts and actions.
After all, snow is evil, isn't it?
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Translations and stuff:
*1: Excuse that statement, my corny humor go to me. @_@
And this ends short # 1. ^-^ So, you like? R/R please! This means a great deal to me, and it's a gift to all yaoi lovers out there. 5 reviews please, and you'll get to see the next short!
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! ^____________________^
~Mavelus
By: Mavelus
YAY! CHRISTMAS IS COMING! WAHOO!!!!!!!!!!!!! ^_______________________^ In honor of the occasion, I'm writing a nice Christmas ficcy! And what better to celebrate than with our favorite yaoi couples???
Fluff and stupid humor awaits ye!
~*~
Real Summary: A bunch of Christmas one shots for the yaoi lover. ^-^
NOTES:
Mavelus: (wearing her Santa hat) Merry Early Christmas! This is my Christmas present to all who reviewed my other fics, specifically Reine Keri. *sniffle* She's been with me all the way.....
Bakura: Sap.
Mavelus: Oh, hush it you! Anyway, this is for all who love yaoi as much as I do! ^-^ Please R/R, it means a lot to me. ^-~
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It was cold, it was wet, and most of all.... Cold. Bakura no Yami doesn't like cold, AT ALL. He was currently standing on the front porch of the home he and Ryou share, watching his light twirl around in... what did those mortals call it? Oh yes, snow.
Snow.
Bakura's eye twitched. The stuff was evil. No, not Bakura evil, just... evil. Why? It was battle weaponry, when little mortal brats roll it up into balls and throw it at you. When it's fallen enough, it locks you indoors. When it soaks you to the bone, suspect a fever in the morning.
Yes, this was all the evils of snow, and yet... It did have a romance to it.
When the white fluff fell gracefully, landing into his hikari's soft hair, matching each strand in color and beauty. When it fell, it made Ryou smile and laugh, making him happy. When it gave him cold, the pink on his face just made him cuter.
Yes, these were the romances of snow.
Bakura smiled softly, watching his little light roll up the fluff. He really admired his hikari, though he wouldn't admit it, hell no! That would show weakness if he admitted he loved someone; that would ruin his hard earned reputation! Ice Cold, Blood Lusting, Soul Stealing, Pharaoh Hating Bakura. Quite a title, don't you think?
And that's when it hit him. Literally. Cold smack in the face! (no pun intended)
The former tomb thief growled as the snow dripped from his cheek, he wiped it off with a glove-covered hand and glared at his giggling light, sitting in the white fluff. Ryou just threw a snowball at him! The nerve!
'Screw the romances,' Bakura thought bitterly. Snow was EVIL. Period. It was time for revenge. He smirked evilly and leaped off the porch, Ryou was going to pay for that snowball. He gathered a handful of the evil white stuff and approached his giggling aibou. "Oh, hikari..." He said singsong.
Ryou stopped giggling immediately, he gulped at the sight of Bakura's evil glare of doom. The usual glare that told him he was in huge trouble. He winced instinctively when his yami raised his hand and-
Hit him with a snowball?
Ryou blinked and wiped the snow from his hair.
His yami was now the one laughing, no not his evil sadistic "you-will-die" laugh, but a good-natured one. This made Ryou slightly confused.
"Y-you should've seen your face!" Bakura plopped himself next to him, lying on his back, still laughing. "That was priceless!"
The hikari stared down at him in surprise. "I thought-" he began. "Oh, never mind." He looked away.
"What?" Bakura sat up on his elbows, "That I was going to hit you?"
Ryou didn't say anything, but his eyes saddened.
"Silly baka hikari." He said poking his light on the shoulder. Ryou looked at him again, tears forming on the edge of his chocolate brown orbs. Bakura frowned, he didn't want to make him cry. Without thinking, he pulled his aibou into a comforting embrace.
"I know," he began with a sigh. "I know I've hurt you before. I'm sorry."
Ryou's eyes widened, Bakura was apologizing?! Was he dreaming, or is Armageddon upon them already???*1
"And I don't want to hurt you again. Please, Ryou, don't cry."
His light pulled back, staring at him in wonder. "Bakura-"
But Ryou's words were silenced when Bakura pressed his lips to his, a gentle wave of warmth spreading through both their bodies. Shocked and confused, Ryou had no idea what to do, but his body seemed to be on auto- mode and complied with Bakura's silent demands to deepen his kiss.
Hands trailing down his light's back, Bakura pulled Ryou on top of him, lying back into the numbing cold snow. But the frost's bitter temperature seemed to fade away from the warm body of his hikari, who had wrapped his arms around Bakura's neck.
Ryou jumped slightly, pulling back from his darker half, seemingly to have come back to his senses. He was blushing considerably, "S-sorry." He mumbled.
"Sorry?" Bakura put a hand on his light's soft cheek, caressing the skin. "what's to be sorry for?"
Ryou said nothing, just looked stunned at Bakura's sudden warm actions. What happened to Ice Cold, Blood Lusting, Soul Stealing, Pharaoh Hating Bakura?
Somewhere, in depths of darker one's mind, he wondered the same thing. Wasn't he showing weakness?
"Bakura I-" Ryou bit his lip, still flushed. "I- I love you." He whispered.
"I love you too."
If it was, than Bakura was weak. And he was glad, for once, that he was.
It could've been the affect of the snow; it's romantic and evil cold waves infecting their minds with fluffy, snowy thoughts and actions.
After all, snow is evil, isn't it?
~~~~~
Translations and stuff:
*1: Excuse that statement, my corny humor go to me. @_@
And this ends short # 1. ^-^ So, you like? R/R please! This means a great deal to me, and it's a gift to all yaoi lovers out there. 5 reviews please, and you'll get to see the next short!
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! ^____________________^
~Mavelus