Misao: Gasp Another story? Are you effing serious/ Why yes, yes I am. I thought writing a nice little one-shot would help me get back on track with my other stories. But actually I'm splitting this into two chapters, thus making it a two-shot. Because I can. Oh! And I'm writing this for Nubi-chan… even though she's no longer with us in the world of fan fiction, I had promised to write her a Psychoshipping fic…. And that is what I shall do. XD
Pairings: Marik x Bakura (Psychoshipping)
Summary: Marik and Bakura, two ancient spirits that were once lovers. But fate tore them apart in a frenzy of anger and heartbreak. Now, 3000 years later, the truth of why things happened as they did is revealed.
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! Or the song "It's All Coming Back To Me" by Celine Dion. / Man I'm a freak… one minute I'm listening to something like… Dir en Grey, watching Kyo mutilate himself and vomit all over the stage and then I'm listening to…. Celine Dion? Wtf? XD
Warnings: The usual, Yaoi (Boy/boy love) strong language….And a Lemon…Sort of… I cut half of it out just because… I dunno how far FFnet would let me go with it…XD Try to ignore the utter crappy-ness of it. / I had to rush because there were children in the room, and they kept looking at the screen going, "Watcha doing?"Fifty million times until I wanted to kill them. And I knew if I waited later to write it I would like… never get around to it. XD Oh! And OOC-ness… / Bleh… trying to keep them in character in situations like this is oddly difficult. But like… yeah… you'll all get over it. XP
Note: Flashbacks are italicized. Also, I took some of the lyrics out because either they didn't fit in with it, or they were repeated so I didn't need to put them in there again. If anyone wants the song, for some odd reason, feel free to PM me and I'll send it to you.
"It's All Coming Back To Me"
- - - Bakura's POV - - -
There were nights when the wind was so cold
That my body froze in bed
If I just listened to it
Right outside the window
I remember, 3000 years ago. Those desert nights were so cold, even the toughest of men were forced to cling to one another in a attempt to keep warm. Marik and I were no different, we had been mortal once too, and if we had let our pride get in the way, it would have led us straight to our deaths.
But we didn't mind, during those freezing nights, Marik would willingly wrap his arms around me and hold me all night long, run his hands over my body. He always said he was just trying to keep me warm with his hands, but we both knew what he wanted. And I never objected, I wanted him too…..
There were days when the sun was so cruel
That all the tears turned to dust
And I just knew my eyes were
Drying up forever
While the desert nights were freezing, days were the complete opposite. Scorching hot, the sun no where near merciful, relentlessly beating down on us day after day. I'd bet even a few minutes out in that sun in my current, deathly pale body would leave me dead in a ditch somewhere.
I remember that sun, on the day that fate tore us apart. I remember the sun beating down on us, your screaming, the harsh words exchanged, the pain of having my lover strike me…
…. My tears.
I finished crying in the instant that you left
And I can't remember where or when or how
And I banished every memory you and I had ever made
And then you turned, and left. I never saw you again after that, not for 3000 years. And when we finally did meet, it was as if you didn't even remember me. Or maybe you did, but you loathed me so much you didn't even think twice about sending me to the Shadow Realm. Your eyes… they had become so… dead. Was I the cause of that?
But it hadn't mattered to me at the time. I had promised myself I'd never care again, I had pushed the memories of what we had 3000 years ago to the farthest part of my mind, and tried to let them fade away with time…. and I fought you with all I had.
Your hikari… so annoying. He cost me the duel, with all his nagging. Your taunts didn't help either, but you knew that.
And now, years after Battle City, years since you returned from the shadow realm, things have been pretty calm. We've all been granted our own bodies after Yami returned from the afterlife, not able to leave his hikari. The god's had granted him a body and brought me back from the dead.
I wouldn't have been brought back if it wasn't for my hikari. Ryou… always the forgiving one. He had begged the Pharaoh to convince the god's to give me my own body. Said that it wasn't my fault. He asked the pharaoh, that if he had to watch his family be slaughtered before his very eyes, murder just to survive, how would he have turned out? It took that, a lot of yelling on Ryou's part and a good slap to the Pharaoh's face to convince him.
I could hardly believe my soft-spoken hikari went through all that just to get me back. I had caused him nothing but pain… and yet he saved me.
Marik, he escaped the Shadow Realm and his hikari had him put into his own body. Yami was going to send him right back to the Shadow Realm afterwards, but Ryou had talked to Malik about it. He said he should give him another chance, since Marik had apologized. The bastard, he's not sorry… he just said he was so his ass didn't get put ever farther in the Shadow Realm.
But….Marik has changed since Battle City… he doesn't associate with Yuugi-tachi often, but when he does he's civil to them. Same thing with me, it's the least I can do for my hikari….
But when you touch me like this
And you hold me like that
I just have to admit
That it's all coming back to me
"Bakura?" I blink and glance up to see my hikari staring at me with those big, brown eyes full of concern. I guess some of my emotions slipped through my mental barrier. It happens whenever I'm in deep thought.
"Yes, hikari?" I sigh, and give him an annoyed look.
"Are you okay? You seem upset…." He asks softly, tilting his head to the side. Even though he's a few years older, he still manages to pull off that 'look at me I'm so innocent' look.
"I'm fine hikari, now go play with your little friends and get out of my face." I reply gruffly. He looks slightly hurt, but shrugs and walks back over to his friends who are sitting around on the grass, having a little picnic. Ryou had begged me to go, saying that it wasn't good for me to stay in the house all the time.
So now I'm sat on this park bench, so bored that my mind is wondering in directions I'd rather it not go. I narrow my eyes slightly as I see Malik wrap his arms around Ryou. Bastard. He's no better then his yami… and I swear to the gods if Ryou has to go through what I did…. It won't end the same way as it did for me. I'll kill the bastard.
"You know….I don't appreciate you glaring holes into my hikari…" I tense as I feel arms wrap around my shoulders from behind. Those same arms that used to hold me all those years ago… and the same ones that are connected to the hands that struck me.
I growl but don't make any attempt to free myself, knowing that he'd only find amusement in it, "Well I don't appreciate your hikari staring at mine like a piece of fucking meat." I retort.
"You know your little hikari doesn't mind… look at him over there… he loves it… just like his yami…" Marik tightened his hold slightly and leaned down, placing a small kiss on my neck. That bastard… how dare he play with me like this?
I quickly stand up and jerk away from him, turning around and glaring hatefully at him, "Stay the fuck away from me!" I turn on my heels and leave the park, feeling Marik's gaze on me until I'm out of site.
I return home and collapse on the couch. Ra, fucking bastard. Why does he do this to me? Does he really hate me that much?… I should have let him rot…
When I touch you like this
And I hold you like that
It's so hard to believe but
It's all coming back to me
(It's all coming back, it's all coming back to me now)
It was right after he escaped from the Shadow Realm and had been given his own body. Getting out of the Shadow Realm takes a lot of energy, so he was weak. Yet for some bloody reason he decided it would be smart to get into a fight with a gang. I had been taking my nightly stroll when I heard Marik's voice coming from an alley way. I found him beating the shit out of one of the gang members, but then the others joined in. Outnumbered and still weak, they got the upper hand.
Leaving him to fend for himself crossed my mind. But when he opened his eyes and stared at me, I couldn't do it. His eyes looked just as they had back then… I couldn't bring myself to leave him. So, I sent them all to the Shadow Realm….
I slowly approached Marik's beaten form. He was still conscious, and still staring at me. I knelt down wiped some blood from his face, remembering the feel of his smooth skin. I remembered being in this same situation. Finding Marik bleeding and beaten after escaping his father.
Helping him sit up, I had to wrap my arms around his upper body, just like all those years ago. I used my Shadow powers to heal him, but by the time I was finished, he had fallen asleep in my arms.
Needless to say, I had stayed there and held him until he woke up. Ever since then, he hasn't left me alone, always trying to touch me, always following me…. I think he's trying to apologize, in his own way… but I just can't… not again.
There were moments of gold
And there were flashes of light
There were things I'd never do again
But then they'd always seemed right
"Bakura…." Marik crawled into the tent and hovered over me. I groaned and rolled over, not wanting to get up just yet, "Bakura… come on. We have to get going if we want to eat any time soon." He said, nudging me with his hand.
"Fuck off…" I mumbled.
I could hear the smirk in his voice, "Well… I could always… fuck you…" My eyes snapped open and I turned to stare wide eyed at him. What the fuck? When did Marik start lusting after me?
"I don't think so…" I glared at him, "If you want to fuck someone that bad, you can go to the brothel once we get into town. I'm no ones fuck toy."
Marik leaned closer, placing his hand on my cheek, "Who said I just wanted a one night stand?" He whispered, then placed his lips on mine. It was so gentle, not like anything I'd expected from Marik. I had been with others before.. But usually it was just for satisfying out needs and we had it done with quickly.
I felt his tongue gently run over my lips, asking for entrance rather then demanding it like others had. I parted my lips for him, and unconsciously wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling his closer as I felt his tongue against mine, exploring every inch of my mouth he could reach.
He broke the kiss, both of us panting. I gazed into his eyes, and saw his desire for me, the lust. But surprisingly enough, I saw more then that… and I believed that he wasn't just looking for a quick fuck.
There were nights of endless pleasure
It was more than any laws allow
Baby Baby
He pushed me back down and placed his lips on my neck, leaving a trail of kisses down to my stomach. His hands had reached my thighs and he slowly rubbed the inside of my thigh. I felt myself harden. He nipped his way down to where his hands had been and then sunk his teeth into my leg. I gasped, not expecting the sudden pain, but teeth were soon replaced with his tongue, which gently lapped at the wound.
I felt his breath against my member and I couldn't hold back a small whimper, arching my hips up. Marik felt so good against me…. I wanted… needed him. I cried out as a sudden wet warmth engulfed me. It felt so good…it had never felt this good when others had done this.
I bucked my hips, but Marik's hand held them down.. I could feel myself about to go over the edge, with his tongue caressing me, and the sucking motions he was making… I couldn't hold on too much longer..
"Marik…" I moaned. Immediately the warmth left, and I whimpered. But then mentally slapped myself for making such a noise.
"Not yet…" He whispered and placed a quick kiss on my lips.
"Marik…. Please… I need you…" I gasped out, lifting my hips and rubbing my member against his, eliciting a moan out of him. Ra… I want to hear more of that…
He smiled down at me, it was an odd expression to see from him, but I couldn't help but smile back, very slightly, but it was a smile none the less.
His lips descended on my neck again, and I felt him position himself. Suddenly I wasn't so sure about this, and I guess he sensed that. He stopped and gaze down at me… lovingly? I blinked.
"Ana ohebak…." He whispered, and I gasped. He…loved me?
"Marik…I."
"Shhh…." He pressed his finger to my lips. I just thought you should know…. I don't expect a reply.." His finger was replaced by his lips in another soft kiss. And this time I didn't have any second thoughts…..
Misao: w00t! First chapter all... done and junk... XD. I already have the entire thing done... but I split it into two chapters, as I said at earlier. I wanted to see what people think before I post the next half... and stuff... - yeah... And I don't think the summary fits it all that well... for once I acutally couldn't think up a proper one... bleh.. oh well.