I....have nothing to say. Next chapter, more foreshadowing, ext ext. ;d

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Droplets gathered on the blades of grass as he billowed past, feet crackling and sparking with every light step he made. The very air around him was alive and static, the taste of danger following him every where.

Dark eyes wandered over the land before him; and lit upon a small, insignificant stone, which normally he would have overlooked if not for one key detail. Droplets of pale red, almost purple in shade, coated the sharp tip of the rock. Intrigued and with the smallest flicker of dark hope, the shadowed figure kneeled down in front of the pebble.

Carefully he reached out, just lightly touching the warm liquid, and brought it close to his face with a critical expression. After a moment's hesitation he flicked his tongue out, catching the droplet with a thoughtful hum.

Delight lit up his features. This was it! The remaining ingredient! Throwing his head back he let out a booming laugh, jerking to his feet and spinning in a moment of pure ectasy. "I've found it! The final ingredient!" He exclaimed to absolutely no one, insane grin spread across his face, matching the crazy gleam in his eyes.

Then he came to a stop, frowning thoughtfully. "...Fuck I'm creepy..."


"Aibo-Yugi! Please, for the love of..! Slow down!" Came the desperate cry as Yami made failed attempt after failed attempt to catch the other entity, who was dashing around like a chicken with it's head cut off.

Upon reflection, letting Yugi have four glasses of coke, a chocolate milk, and a milkshake probably wasn't the smartest idea anyone had ever had. Dawn on a sugar-rush was not a good thing; which Yami was beginning to realize now as he tried desperately to coax the other down from the cloud he was currently situated on.

Meanwhile, the other four occupants of the area were finding the whole situation the funniest thing they had ever since. Of course Malik and Ryou - being only elites, and knowing better then to laugh outright at an entity - were covering their mouths and hiding in each other's shoulders in an attempt to muffle their giggles.

Marik and Bakura, however, were flat out on their backs laughing like a couple of hyena's. "Us above Y-yami! H-how hard can i-it be to c-control someone half y-your size!?" Bakura managed to gasp out between laughter, pushing himself into a half sitting position so he could watch the scene easier.

"Shut it, Moon! As if you're any better!" Yami snapped, shooting the other a murderous glare. This of course caused the albino to frown, obviously confused by the statement.

"Hey, I have perfect control over Marik! You don't see him running around on clouds!" Bakura exclaimed; earning himself a miffed expression from the mentioned blond, who had sat up and been listening to the conversation.

"You have control over me now do you?" He practically growled, a dangerous glint flickering into purple eyes. Instantly a nervous grin flitted across pale skin, and the snarl died on Marik's lips.

Sure the two had been together for a while, and Bakura had become braver - but he still tended to shy away when the blonde got to angry. Which frustrated Marik to no end, and so he really tried to avoid snarling at the other as best he could.

The end result was an awkward silence between them, since neither really had an idea on how to continue the conversation. Bakura was worried about pissing off Marik, Marik was pissed off at worrying Bakura. Thus, they reached a stand still.

"Catch me Yami!" Luckily, there was still the sugar-hyped Dawn around to break said silence as Yugi leapt off the cloud, seemingly forgetting in his rush that he could fly and thus really didn't need to be caught.

Releasing a startled yelp, the Dusk barely managed to react fast enough to catch Yugi - unfortunately, the short reaction time also cost him his footing, so the two toppled backwards. Of course the ground had a much faster reaction time, and so the impact was more like falling onto a pile of pillows then hard earth.

"Yugi!" Yami exclaimed, trying to sound scolding but it was really hard to be angry when Yugi was giggling hysterically and clinging to him like glue. This of course offered Marik and Bakura an easy out of their tense situation, since laughing at the Dusk was always a good way to relax.

Suddenly Bakura stiffened, a small frown flickering across his face as something dripped from Yugi's knee. "Hey! Yami, he's bleeding!" The Moon exclaimed, causing both the Dusk and the Sun to snap to attention.

"He's wha-Hey! He is! And it's a deep one!" Marik pointed out the rather nasty looking gash on Yugi's knee - an injury that was obviously not causing him any harm, but it certainly didn't look very pretty and was turning the grass a rather unusual shade of purplish-green.

Red eyes widened in shock. "Yugi! Why didn't tell me you hurt yourself!?" Yami gave a small push, causing the Dawn to tumble backwards and land on the ground, which allowed Yami easy access to Yugi's injury.

Pulling a face Yugi reached out to gently take Yami's hands in his own - obviously, the other's concern was more then enough to sober him up. "I didn't feel it; it's not like I can bleed to death, or get some horrible infection, so it's not like it's a bad thing. Of course it doesn't look very pretty does it?"

Sighing in frustration Yami frowned. "It doesn't matter if it won't cause any problems - I still don't like you getting hurt." He muttered, staring at the wound and watching as it obediently sealed up, leaving only the small flecks of blood to show it had ever been there. "Just...be more careful, okay?"

Looking guilty and more then a lit sheepish Yugi nodded. "Alright. Sorry Yami." He whispered, tugging the other entity down for an apologetic kiss.

Bakura mock-gagged in the background, causing Marik to snicker loudly. "Could you be in more fuzzy wuzzy?" The albino drawled with an over exaggerated roll of his eyes, and his blonde...boyfriend, lover?....frowned in contemplation.

"Well, you could be them." Marik pointed, and Bakura followed his finger to discover the reason behind Ryou and Malik's sudden silence. The two star's had curled up beside each other's on the grass and were murmuring softly to each other's, eyes closed but obviously not quite asleep.

Bakura nodded grudgingly. "Okay, good point."

The two fell in silence for a while, then Bakura - as if suddenly inspired - lurched to his feet and trotted off at a swift pace. There was only a second of startled inaction before Marik scrambled to his feet and hurried after the Moon, confused and slightly concerned by the sudden leave.

"Bakura? Pretty?" Marik called as he trotted up to walk alongside the other, who remained surprisingly impassive, a strange look in red hued brown. When he received no response the entity became even more worried. "Bakura-"

Whatever he had been about to say died on his lips as the pale entity came to a halt and spun around to face him, eyes critical and frown thin. Startled Marik took a small step back, only to step forward again, reaching out as if to touch one of Bakura's cheeks.

A pale hand shot up, catching his tanned one and holding it in a tight grip. Now the Sun was really worried. "Bakura? What's going on?" Marik enquired, searching the other's face with open concern.

Bakura inhaled deeply, closing his eyes as if bracing himself for something he felt he was going to regret. Finally he reopened them to stare the blond straight in the face, determination clear on his face.

There was no backing out. He had to know now; even if it killed him.

"Marik...do you love me?"


DUNDUNDUNDUN!...FLEE! -runs from enraged readers-

R&R for Marik's answer!