Powershipping (Seto x Marik)
He was the man in the shadows, the person pulling at the strings.
Seto couldn't wait to meet him face-to-face.
After all, this "Marik" was the reason his tournament existed. He was here to draw his quaint little crime organization out into the open, locate the other two God Cards, and take them for himself. This whole tournament was based on that idea. Just the thought of the upcoming tournament made the air seem to crackle with excitement, although Seto was careful to hide those feeling for others. The day-to-day activities of his company seemed tedious and boring in the days leading to the tournament.
Where was Marik now, he wondered? Was he mobilizing his crime organization even now, to join in the tournament? How tough would those people be to defeat? He could help but be excited to face down each and every one of those "professional card thieves." Especially Marik, and his God Card.
Just get here, he thought at the sky outside. Take the bait. Take my bait, and give up your God Card to me...
The tournament was coming. Marik could hardly believe his luck. All he needed was one more God Card. All he needed was to find the pharaoh. This tournament would give him both. Seto Kaiba must be an idiot – did he really want to risk giving up his precious Blue Eyes White Dragons, or possibly the God Card itself if he had it?
He was an idiot to give Marik such opportunity. To think that he had the upper hand.
Because Marik always had the upper hand. The power was always in Marik's grasp. He would take this opportunity that Seto Kaiba extended to him...and would show his gratitude by crushing the young CEO. He would give up his God Card to Marik Ishtar...
A/N: They both think they're one-upping the other. Ha. Next is Powdershipping (Seto x Ryo x Shizuka).
