Wow! Another story by me! Who knew I had this much creativity? Now if I could only channel it into passing yr 12… Ugh!
Anyway…
Inspiration? Nothing major. Just in bed, crying after editing Shattered. Was a little depressed, hugging my teddy and thought how nice it'd be to have someone to cuddle at the moment. Thought how nice it'd be to write something beautiful. Ended up flicking through my fav Yu-gi-oh pics, and toyed with a few ideas, ending with seven decent ones. Decided to start on this because I'm smitten with Marik and Bakura, and there seems to be a lack of Marik POV stories. This is just what came out.

I think the first paragraph is iffy, but I adore the rest.
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..::BUTTERFLY KISSES AND VIOLET EYES::..
(-AN: isn't the title so cute? :-) -)

Chapter 1- Butterfly Kisses

I lay in the darkness of my room. Watching, waiting… for my hikari to go to sleep. It's become a sort of routine over time. I always go to bed early, claiming I'm tired, unused to the modern world, and the energy needed for my own body. But instead of sleeping, I lay awake. Like I am now. Watching as the darkness dances over our room, waiting for my hikari to go to bed, so I can relax. It wasn't always this way, but I've come to know and understand my hikari. And with it came love. Now, I can't stand being with him, but the pain of being away is much greater. The only time I seem to find relief is when he is asleep in the bed next to mine. When I can touch him, caress his face without fear of rejection. Any other time, and he would pull away, repulsed by my actions.

I hear a light creak, as the door to our room slides open. Silently, I watch as my hikari enters. He is my hikari, my light, yet in the darkness he is beautiful and graceful. I watch him, as he glides across the room to his bed. I can see him perfectly, I have no trouble seeing in the darkness like some. He strips off his clothes, the motions smooth and seductive. His perfect body gleams in the moonlight coming from the window, and I once again find myself drawn to him, and the light reflecting off of him. He is only bare before my eyes for a moment though, before he is once again clothed, this time by his pajamas. The black silk of them caresses his body, clinging slightly, doing that which I dream of. Slowly, he turns towards me, and I close my eyes, feigning sleep. He murmurs goodnight, before I hear him slide into his bed, alongside mine. I stay motionless, waiting for the sound of his breathing to even out. Once I am sure he is asleep, I slide the covers back from my body. The silk sheets slide off easily, barely making a nose. Silently, I stand and pad over to his bed where he is sleeping peacefully. He is curled on his side, in a slightly fetal position. Carefully, I seat myself on the bed alongside him, lowering myself slowly so as not to wake him. Reaching out a hand, I lightly run it through his dirty blonde hair. It slips through my fingers easily, like water, ever moving, smooth and refreshing. I continue running one hand through his hair, occasionally caressing his tanned cheek. The skin soft, and smooth, like the silk he is clothed in.

Time passes, hours pass, though they seem like moments, as I sit, softly caressing my hikari. The moon itself passes, and soon is no longer illuminating our room. It is then I decide I had better get to sleep. My hands cease their stroking of hair and cheek as I simply stare at his face for a few seconds. Cautiously, I lean forward, until my face is millimeters from his. His smooth steady breathing flows onto my face, as I lean still closer. The scent of caramel surrounds me. Lightly, I kiss him, our lips barely touching, hinting at the sweetness of his mouth. I pull away a little, and begin kissing the rest of his face. His eyelids, cheeks, and nose, I cover them with light butterfly kisses. Soft and sweet, so unlike me, and yet every night I give them to him as he sleeps. Smiling, I kiss him one last time on the lips, before fully pulling away and standing. I slide back into my own bed, now long cold, and lay there, the sweet caramel taste of my hikari lingering on my lips. Slowly I fall asleep, drifting into a land filled with butterfly kisses and violet eyes.

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TBC?
So, did you enjoy it? After re-reading it I'm quite amazed at what I wrote. Who knew I had it in me? Certainly not me.
It's short, but sweet. I'm pretty sure I'm going to do a second chapter, possibly a third. The second of course, will be from Marik's POV, (Marik being the hikari, Malik the yami). I want people to kind of vote on the third chapter.
Options are: 1.) Heartbreak, with the two of them ending up separate, having a relationship with someone else, or someone leaving or something. You get the idea . 2) They end up together, confessing somehow in a sweet and totally romantic way. 3.)I come up with something else.

If you review, just say what you would prefer. If you have any better ideas, feel free to share them.

Sweet Dreams :-)
Lil'