Warning: Weird and a little disturbing. Perhaps I should be seeking therapy.
NOTE: I know that the title (Insert Witty Banter Here) implies humor, but that was mainly for chapter one. There IS humor, obviously, but there will be some of these that…are not.
This chapter contains: Implied yaoi, and extremely confusing sentences.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh.
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Tempted
An angel lay in the snow, feathers so light that they almost melted into the whiteness below them. He stepped forwards. He wanted to touch the angel. He was tempted… so, so very tempted.
The spirit stood; an ominous, towering figure above the sleeping child in the bed. Even though his body was not corporeal, he could almost see the shadow that he cast over the pale, unsmiling face of the one below him.
The angel was beautiful.
Damn him, looking so peaceful in his bed. Why did he have to always look like that? Why did he always have to make him feel dirty?
This boy was a monster. He was his bogeyman. He haunted him.
The angel watched him with those deep, sparkling eyes that were too ethereal to belong to anything human. The angel's eyelids drooped, however. The angel was tired. The angel wanted to sleep.
The boy made him feel every bit as much of a monster.
He yearned for its touch. He could feel it. The angel made him feel blissful and without care. The angel made him feel whole.
He couldn't blame the boy for making him feel so evil. After all, this was the very boy who shied away from his touch, fearful of pain. He'd caused so much pain in his life. He'd cut deeply, into the very essence of this once-innocent soul. He'd tainted him. He'd tainted him with the blood of his lost innocence.
That was unforgivable, of him, for he had to real reason. He acted without cause. He had no cause. There was nothing for him, other than this sleeping thing before him.
So, so very beautiful.
This child was the embodiment of weakness. He hated to look at him. But for some reason, even though the boy was the quintessence of all things he loathed, he couldn't tear his eyes away. Not tonight.
So, so very tempting.
It was unsettling him, watching the boy. It was drawing something up from within his core. The boy was unconsciously drawing the beast out of him.
This boy would be the death of him. Did he really intend to make him face all that he was?
Of course not. The boy didn't even know that he was doing it. The boy hated him. The boy saw him as a monster. The boy saw him as his weakness.
Gold mixed with white.
How long would he sleep, anyway? It had been so long. If the boy woke up, he'd be freed from this trance. He could go.
The angel closed its eyes, leaving him alone. It began to fade, its beauty giving in to something horrible.
The hate and viciousness began to melt away, giving forth to something else entirely. The feelings of loathing dissipated into feelings of awe and wonder.
The child was beautiful, he decided. It was an odd thought to behold, but it was true.
He now faced a monster.
He faced an angel.
It was horrible.
He was beautiful.
The monster continued to sleep, unaware that it was torturing the being before it. It didn't know. It would never know.
His blonde angel lay in the white covers of his bed, his caramel skin a deep contrast to the sheets he lay on.
He stepped forwards. His hand moved to touch the angel. He was tempted…so, so tempted.
He was so, so very beautiful.
The boy murmured softly, in his sleep.
His hand continued to reach. So close…
The boy's eyes opened.
He vanished, his desires unsatisfied. It was fine. Time would prove in his favor.
He would forever be tempted.
No longer tempted, he turned away from the monster, leaving it to sleep. It would wonder where he was, when it woke. But he'd be long gone.
It was one punishment that this lost creature of darkness knew he could face. He didn't mind so much.
END
Very, very vague. I know. Cookies to anyone who can figure out who the two characters were. I think I dropped a couple hints.
HINT: Bakura's not involved. XD
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