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Mariku is Yami no Malik.  Yami is Yami no Yuugi.

Like An Alcoholic to Alcohol

I'm addicted.

Like an alcoholic to alcohol,

I'm addicted to you.

A dangerous addiction,

This I know.

Yet I still can't let go.

The room was dark.  Heavy black curtains drawn, shutting out any light from the outside world.

By the door, a shadowy figure stood.

On the bed, a body lay asleep, curled beneath black silk sheets.

"Yami." The one by the door spoke.

The form beneath the sheets stirred, raising its head slowly up on a slender arm.  Sleepy and confused crimson orbs looked toward the door.  "Who's there?"

Pale lips formed into a smirk. "Don't tell me you forgot me already, Pharaoh." The title was empathized with mock respect.

Pools of crimson widen in shock. "Mariku?"

"So glad you still remember me, Pharaoh."

"What are you doing here?" Yami demanded, sitting up on his bed.  He was wide awake now.

Mariku gave no answer.  He stood by the door, a glint in his eyes.  Like that of a predator watching its prey.

"What are you doing here?" This time the demand was louder, but Yami's voice wavered slightly.  Those dark lavender eyes made him tense up.

"Same reason as always, as all the other times I came to your room." Mariku reached behind him and twisted the lock, all the time keeping his gaze leveled on Yami.

The click signaling the door had been locked made Yami's throat dry up. "What is the meaning of this?"  It came out as a raspy whisper. 

"We wouldn't want dear little Yuugi walking in on us, now would we?" He smiled as Yami blanched noticeably.

"Get out."

"Do you really want me to?" Mariku slowly stalked up to the bed.

Yami backed as far away from the Egyptian as it was possible to do on his bed.  "Yes." But he knew that it was a lie.

And Mariku knew as well.  Like a cat, he crawled on all four toward Yami. "Oh?  Is that so?" 

Yami nodded his head, finding that his voice had suddenly left him. 

A dark chuckle escaped Mariku's lips, as trapped Yami with his body.  "You know, Pharaoh, you're a horrible liar."

All Yami could do was glare at the blonde.

"You're such a pretty thing when you're angry, did you know that?" Mariku traced his fingers along Yami's face.

The former Pharaoh made a move to push Mariku off, only to find his hands trapped beneath the blonde Egyptian's. 

"You don't really want to do that, Yami." Mariku murmured in Yami's ear.

The tri-colored hair teen shivered as the warm breath hit his skin.

Mariku trailed his lips lightly down Yami's ear to his shoulder.

Yami tried, but couldn't completely bite back the moan that escaped his lips.

"Give it up, Pharaoh.  You can't win this."

"Yes, I can." Yami hissed softly, but made no move to stop Mariku.

Mariku laughed, "Please, even you can't win everything."

Yami started to reply, but was cut short by Mariku pushing him down, flat onto the bed.

"Even you can't win against the most basic of human desires." He trapped Yami's body with his own and continued to trail his lips along Yami's neck and shoulder. "Why do you bother fighting it?

The King of Games growled, red eyes darkening considerably with anger.

"You can't fight it even if you want to." Mariku stopped for a second, his lavender eyes gazing piercingly at the one beneath him. "You're too far in.  Admit it, Yami, you're addicted."

"Never." Yami managed to snap out, albeit in a weaker tone than he would've like

Mariku chuckled, "Such denial.  But you know the truth.  I can see it in your eyes, Pharaoh."

"You know nothing about me, Mariku!" Yami bit out, eyes flaring.

"Really now?" An eyebrow arched up.  "Tell me to go, Yami.  Tell me to leave forever.  Tell me you never want to see me again."

Yami struggled to tell Mariku to leave, but his vocal box seemed to have shut down on him.

"Go on; tell me to leave, Pharaoh." He taunted with amusement evident in his eyes, "Cat got your tongue Pharaoh?"

Yami glared at Mariku and managed a short "No" before wrapping his arms around Mariku's neck and pulling him down into a rough kiss.

Mariku smirked against Yami's lips.  He knew that he won.

And Yami also knew that Mariku had won.  Again.

I'm addicted to you,

Like you are to me.

You're my addiction,

But you'll never know.

You're my dangerous addiction,

And I'll never let go.