Ahh, Christmas. A magical time during this season of giving. And what better gift than shounen-ai? Yes, right from the mind of Hikari of the Moon comes a drabble collection for the holidays! Five pairings, assorted words for themes, and twenty-five days to fill. (If you'd like to guess what word was the theme, please do)

I hope you stick around for all of them.

I do not own Yugioh.

"Marik, remind me again why we're not going to throw candy at these people?"

Marik sighed. "Because our hikaris would get mad." 'And,' he added in his head, 'I want to spend some time with you.'

Marik was feeling the pain of a crush on your best friend. 'I love you but I can't tell you,' He sung to himself as he finally reached the top row of the movie theater.

"Why are we so afraid of our hikaris?" Bakura asked while sitting down into his seat.

"Because," Marik reminded him, "They're dating now and they won't let us slide by and do bad things."

"We're yamis! We're supposed to be mean, cruel, unloving jerks! Not like that Pharaoh, oh no! He goes off and acts all good! And--"

Marik tuned out his crush's rant on the Pharaoh's goodie-two-shoes attitude and focused on something he had said. 'We're not supposed to love? Just because we're yamis?'

The previews started. Marik thankfully dropped his train of thought on yamis and love and watched the movie.

An hour and a half, give or take a few minutes, later, they stumbled out of the theater into the cold winter air.

"Does it have to get cold on the first day of December! It was so much warmer yesterday!" Bakura wrapped his arms around himself.

"That's what you get for not bringing a jacket." Marik scolded, teeth chattering.

"Hypocrite." Bakura spat out. They walked to Marik's house in silence.

"Hey Bakura?" Marik said when they reached his front step. Bakura looked at him and nodded slightly, asking him to continue without opening his mouth. "In the theater, you said yamis are supposed to be unloving, right?" Bakura nodded again. "Well, you're wrong. ...I love you."

Before Bakura could react, Marik leaned down the inch or so that separated them and kissed the freezing yami. When he pulled away, he felt his face grow much warmer.

"Marik, you dolt! Why couldn't you have told me this earlier!" Bakura shouted before he wrapped his arms around Marik's neck and brought their lips together again.

When the kiss was done, Bakura said with a smirk, "I love you too. Why else do you think I've been going out on these dates with you?"

Marik blinked. "You considered these dates?"

"DUH! I spent HALF AN HOUR picking out clothes each time! Ryou called me a love-struck girl!"

Marik snapped his fingers. "That's why he came over with a black eye a week ago!"

Bakura chuckled. "Yeah."

"So, which date would this be?"

"Our eighth."

He smiled softly. "So, same time next week? You can pick the movie."

"Sure."

"And no James Bond!" Marik called as Bakura started walking away.

"Wouldn't dream of it!" Bakura turned around and called, "See you later, boyfriend!"

Marik leaned against the door and sighed happily. They were boyfriends! He opened the door with his key, a smile firmly planted on his face, and walked into the house.

"MARIK AND BAKURA, SITTING IN A TREE! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"

Of course, his boyfriend's and his hikaris about to wish they weren't.

Hope you enjoyed the first of many drabbles!
Some will be shorter and some will be longer (like this one). Some will be more romantic than others, some will be funny, some will be more centered around the holidays, and some will just be about the friendships between certain characters. Daily updates to come. (If I miss one, I'll put two up the next day.)