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:
I'm still a bit depressed about my dog, and it being so close to Christmas, but not as depressed is that I can't write. Typing is fun, to an extent. It can help me forget dumb reality. I don't like reality, it's rather painful, and so I turn to writing fics and drawing pictures. Putting what's on my mind on paper makes me feel a little better about my pitiful existence. Sorry, I'm rambling my dark and depressing mood, don't listen to me.
ANYWAY, I'm going to try and keep a happy face so it's not to shift you into my depressed and unhappy state, all right?
Okay, let's think romantic here! ^-^ See? A happy face! Now, for my short....
~~~~~~~
"I don't like green."
"Why?"
"I just don't. And I don't like red either."
"I thought you loved that color."
"When it's seeping out of mortal bodies, then yes. I'm totally in love with that color."
"Marik!" Malik pouted. "Can you stop complaining and just help me with the tree already?"
"I don't like trees."
The blonde Egyptian sighed in exasperation, putting down the box he was sorting through for decorations. It was their first Christmas in Domino, and the living room didn't seem to be showing any holiday spirit. Neither did Marik, as all he wanted to do was sleep.
"C'mon yami, just help out." Malik sighed, continuing his dig through the dusty old box he had pulled from the closet earlier in the day. "The tree's almost done and then we just have to put the holly around the door, after that you can nap all you want."
"....fine." Marik frowned. He didn't really like Christmas, Marik didn't really seem to like anything, aside from his hikari and shiny things: kleptomaniac? You bet!
"Good, now just put these in any particular order on the tree." Malik held up the blue bulbs. Marik eyed the bright colored pieces of decoration suspiciously. His light sighed, "C'mon, even a monkey could do it. Just take the hooks and place them on the stems," he got up and demonstrated. "There, simple enough."
"...." Marik just stared at him, ignoring the demonstration.
"What?" Malik blushed, slightly uncomfortable.
"I don't like blue."
"ARGH!" Insert Malik's anime fall. "Never mind! I'll do it, just look for some more bulbs."
Marik did what he was told and went to look through the box. Most of it was just garbage and dried up old pine needles from last years tree. He found the holly and placed it aside for later, but something weird caught his eye. It sort of camouflaged with the other plant, but was unmistakably different. He picked it up by a pinch and raised an eyebrow.
"Malik?"
"Hm? What?" Malik placed the last bulb and turned to his darker half, who was now directly behind him. He jumped. "Marik! Don't scare me like that!!"
The yami ignored the outburst, he held up the small piece of shrubbery. "What's this?"
Malik gasped, and blushed slightly. "It's- uh- well, it's-"
Marik raised an eyebrow.
The hikari coughed and regained posture. "It's mistletoe."
"Mistletoe?"
"Yes, mistletoe."
"What's it for?" Marik held it above his head, staring at the dried leaves.
"Well, you hang it above doorways." Malik explained, "and whoever you're standing with under the mistletoe, you kiss them."*1
"Why?"
"It's a tradition. I don't know the whole story, I guess you just do." The light shrugged. He turned to place the last of the bulbs on the tree.
"Hikari?"
"What?" He didn't turn around. A tap on his shoulder, "What is it?"
Another tap.
Malik sighed in exasperation, finally turning around. His lips met Marik's in a demanding kiss, and the hikari was too shocked to do anything. He dropped the bulb (that, thankfully, didn't break) and allowed his yami to explore his mouth.
After a moment or two, Marik finally pulled away, smirking.
"What was that for?" Malik breathed.
Marik pointed above them, where he held up-
"Mistletoe."
~~~~~~
Ah, sweet kisses. This cheers me up, actually. I feel better, more cheerful! ^-^
But I still miss my doggie. But you know what? I think it's time I moved on. I know he isn't coming home this time, I feel it in my gut, and it hurts me. But I don't want to disappoint my readers any longer; I'm finishing this story this week! Expect an update for "Cover Girl" on Christmas Eve, expect rabid updates in January, and expect a happy Mavelus!
Mavelus: WHERE ARE MY MUSES?! GET IN HERE! INSPIRE ME, DAMNIT!!!
Bakura: (covers ears) Ouch, I'm right here, baka!!!
Mavelus: WHERE'S YAMI?!?!?!
Maya: (laughs insanely from somewhere)
Bakura: How the hell should I know?! Stop screaming, woman!
Mavelus: (huffs) Fine! It's time for updates, you gotta gimme ideas.
Bakura: What if I don't want to?
Mavelus: You're my muse, it's your job. Now, INSPIRE ME!!!
~R/R, please!~
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:
I'm still a bit depressed about my dog, and it being so close to Christmas, but not as depressed is that I can't write. Typing is fun, to an extent. It can help me forget dumb reality. I don't like reality, it's rather painful, and so I turn to writing fics and drawing pictures. Putting what's on my mind on paper makes me feel a little better about my pitiful existence. Sorry, I'm rambling my dark and depressing mood, don't listen to me.
ANYWAY, I'm going to try and keep a happy face so it's not to shift you into my depressed and unhappy state, all right?
Okay, let's think romantic here! ^-^ See? A happy face! Now, for my short....
~~~~~~~
"I don't like green."
"Why?"
"I just don't. And I don't like red either."
"I thought you loved that color."
"When it's seeping out of mortal bodies, then yes. I'm totally in love with that color."
"Marik!" Malik pouted. "Can you stop complaining and just help me with the tree already?"
"I don't like trees."
The blonde Egyptian sighed in exasperation, putting down the box he was sorting through for decorations. It was their first Christmas in Domino, and the living room didn't seem to be showing any holiday spirit. Neither did Marik, as all he wanted to do was sleep.
"C'mon yami, just help out." Malik sighed, continuing his dig through the dusty old box he had pulled from the closet earlier in the day. "The tree's almost done and then we just have to put the holly around the door, after that you can nap all you want."
"....fine." Marik frowned. He didn't really like Christmas, Marik didn't really seem to like anything, aside from his hikari and shiny things: kleptomaniac? You bet!
"Good, now just put these in any particular order on the tree." Malik held up the blue bulbs. Marik eyed the bright colored pieces of decoration suspiciously. His light sighed, "C'mon, even a monkey could do it. Just take the hooks and place them on the stems," he got up and demonstrated. "There, simple enough."
"...." Marik just stared at him, ignoring the demonstration.
"What?" Malik blushed, slightly uncomfortable.
"I don't like blue."
"ARGH!" Insert Malik's anime fall. "Never mind! I'll do it, just look for some more bulbs."
Marik did what he was told and went to look through the box. Most of it was just garbage and dried up old pine needles from last years tree. He found the holly and placed it aside for later, but something weird caught his eye. It sort of camouflaged with the other plant, but was unmistakably different. He picked it up by a pinch and raised an eyebrow.
"Malik?"
"Hm? What?" Malik placed the last bulb and turned to his darker half, who was now directly behind him. He jumped. "Marik! Don't scare me like that!!"
The yami ignored the outburst, he held up the small piece of shrubbery. "What's this?"
Malik gasped, and blushed slightly. "It's- uh- well, it's-"
Marik raised an eyebrow.
The hikari coughed and regained posture. "It's mistletoe."
"Mistletoe?"
"Yes, mistletoe."
"What's it for?" Marik held it above his head, staring at the dried leaves.
"Well, you hang it above doorways." Malik explained, "and whoever you're standing with under the mistletoe, you kiss them."*1
"Why?"
"It's a tradition. I don't know the whole story, I guess you just do." The light shrugged. He turned to place the last of the bulbs on the tree.
"Hikari?"
"What?" He didn't turn around. A tap on his shoulder, "What is it?"
Another tap.
Malik sighed in exasperation, finally turning around. His lips met Marik's in a demanding kiss, and the hikari was too shocked to do anything. He dropped the bulb (that, thankfully, didn't break) and allowed his yami to explore his mouth.
After a moment or two, Marik finally pulled away, smirking.
"What was that for?" Malik breathed.
Marik pointed above them, where he held up-
"Mistletoe."
~~~~~~
Ah, sweet kisses. This cheers me up, actually. I feel better, more cheerful! ^-^
But I still miss my doggie. But you know what? I think it's time I moved on. I know he isn't coming home this time, I feel it in my gut, and it hurts me. But I don't want to disappoint my readers any longer; I'm finishing this story this week! Expect an update for "Cover Girl" on Christmas Eve, expect rabid updates in January, and expect a happy Mavelus!
Mavelus: WHERE ARE MY MUSES?! GET IN HERE! INSPIRE ME, DAMNIT!!!
Bakura: (covers ears) Ouch, I'm right here, baka!!!
Mavelus: WHERE'S YAMI?!?!?!
Maya: (laughs insanely from somewhere)
Bakura: How the hell should I know?! Stop screaming, woman!
Mavelus: (huffs) Fine! It's time for updates, you gotta gimme ideas.
Bakura: What if I don't want to?
Mavelus: You're my muse, it's your job. Now, INSPIRE ME!!!
~R/R, please!~