Mine
Pairing: Thiefshipping
Warnings: lenguage, mention of S&M
A/N: My first try at an inner monologue… I'm not pleased… Oh and I changed the title of this one-shot collection because there was another that had the same name... hope i didn't confuse you or something ^^
Disclaimer: You should know by know that I don't own Yugioh!
I wait. Waiting is boring- Especially for him…
I'm sure he won't come. I can't trust him. He doesn't trust me…
Trust… something hard to gain. Especially when you've been let down as often as him and I. I don't trust anybody.
When will he finally come? I want him to. He promised.
Okay he didn't. Just said he'd come. A promise would've been better. He never breaks one. At least not as far as I know.
What do I even know about him? Nothing. Only that we have the same goal. Have revenge on the pharaoh.
That bastard. Destroyed so many lives. My entire village fell victim to his power hunger.
'To safe the people!', he'd said, 'To protect them.'
Protect them my ass. How is the slaughter of hundreds protection? I would so much like to stab that black heart of his.
Unfortunately he's dead and gone. Have to be satisfied with his son. The 'nameless' pharaoh. I know the name, but I won't tell them. Heh! At least one little victory. All my plans to destroy him have been foiled. They win way too often. Those bastards who try to help him. The fucking friendship squad!
Where is he? I've waited for five minutes now! FIVE fucking minutes I could've used better. I could've for instance stabbed the pharaoh about 250 times.
Ah that would've been satisfying. Sweet sweet revenge!
I've been waiting for it for more than 5 millennia already. My patience is wearing thin.
Speaking of patience, where the hell is Marik? He's already 10 minutes late! When he comes I'll give him my opinion! That sexy Egyptian imbecile! Sometimes I just want to screw the living shit out of him…
Come on where are you? …is he? … no that can't be. He's someone who can defend himself. Wait… why am I worrying about an idiot like him? That's not like me. I don't like anybody. Especially not him.
But if he were to die or something… I don't want to think about it…
He's mine. Mine alone. Mine to tease, mine to screw, mine to kill. Period. And if he disagrees it's his problem. I am a selfish person and don't care about others' feelings. I get what I want, when I want it and where I want it!
That's one of the things I like about being a thief. I don't have to worry about money and consent. I just take what my heart carves.
Why's that girl's dress so pink? It's unnerving! Annoying! I hate that colour. Pink pink pink. Princesses and unicorns. Ugh. Puke puke puke.
But I want to have that ice cream… oh shit she already licked it, I don't really want it anymore. Her cooties are all over it. Oh bugger…
Where the bloody hell is that stupid blonde wannabe duelist? I even started to think about pink dress wearing, ice cream eating little girls! I'm no pedo!
Wait, is that his hair over there? Yes, it's him. I'd recognize that revealing pink hoodie everywhere. Not that I mind it. It shows skin and I like that.
Gorgeous caramel skin. I think I'm going to punish him for coming late. Maybe I'll use the whip today? …
Word count: 540