Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Stuck On You ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Stuck On You

by Tat Claire Kokoro and Rhapsody Moonschild

|~*DISCLAIMER: Yu-Gi-Oh! is the property of Kazuki Takahashi. It does not belong to Rhapsody Moonschild and/or Tat Claire Kokoro.

Greetings and welcome to "Stuck On You," Rhap-chan and Tat-chan's newest fanfic. It features an unusual Yami Yugi/Yami Malik pairing. Throughout this fanfic Yami Yugi will be referred to simply as Yami and Yami Malik as Marik. This fanfic should be rated NC-17 for its lemons. Lemons will not be posted on ff.net, they will be available elsewhere… We will give their locations on our profile. We hope you enjoy this fanfic!!!*~|

CHAPTER ONE (by Tat)

Marik's POV

I am sitting on my bed, bored, watching the lint take up space in my room.

Ever since that damn goodie-goodie pharaoh defeated (I cringe to admit it) me I have had nothing to do. Dueling and manipulating human minds was (and still is) my life. Without these things there's really nothing for me to do.

If only Ra would make something happen to me then my life would be out of the doldrums. But hey, who am I kidding… it's not like someone is going to knock on the door and-

Knock knock!

Okay, maybe someone will knock on my door. "Who is it?" I ask, a bit frustrated. Watching lint for excessive periods of time does that to you.

"It's Malik."

"Enter," I answer, poking the lint-Ra, am I getting obsessed with this crap?!

My hikari enters with a light-blonde cat that is wearing a black belt buckle as its collar. The cat myews, staring at me. Creepy…

"What's with the cat?" I ask.

Malik thrusts the cat into my arms and smiles. "I bought you a pet!"

"A pet…?"

"Yeah… you always look lonely."

"I am not lonely!" I yell.

Malik shrugs, even-mannered. "Whatever you say. I'm going to Ryou's." My light walks out of my room, closing the door behind him.

"Myew." The cat stares at me curiously.

"What're you staring at?" I sneer.

"Mow."

Still staring.

I knock the cat off my bed, only to have it claw its way back up.

Damn! Maybe I should declaw the creature. Wonder if I should fix him/her too…

I pull the cat's tail up and peer down; it's male. I let go of the tail, receiving a confused stare from the cat.

"So… you're a male…" I lay down. "Mind if I make you an it?"

At this remark the cat backs far away with his tail unusually tucked between his legs, like a whimpering dog.

"Baka neko…" I grumble.

I push the cat off my bed and tuck myself underneath the covers. After awhile I feel it lay down on my chest. But I'm too damn tired to do anything about that animal.<*>

I wake up the next morning with someone spooning me. I turn around, wondering who in Osiris's name snuck into bed with me.

My jaw drops as I find out who it is. His golden bangs fall in his face while his spiky two-tone hair stands messily on end. His violet eyes flutter open and we both scream.

"What the f*ck are you doing here?!" I yell.

"I don't know!" Yami replies.

I don't believe his claim and begin to spin a wave of magic, only to have it disappear.

Yami laughs. "So the psycho can't do anything?"

"I'd like to see you try something," I mock. F*ck, I let my mouth run. Now the stupid pharaoh is going to make that Eye of Horus appear on his forehead…

Said Eye of Horus appears.

…Then he'll lift his hand…

Said hand is lifted.

…*yawn* And lastly, he'll yell, "Mindcrush!"

Said person yells, "Mindcrush!"

How predictable is he?! Oh well, here I go off to the Shadow Realm…

"Mindcrush!" Yami says again.

I blink. Why's he doing that again?

"Mindcrush!" he repeats.

A grin blooms on my lips. "Ho ho… so your magic has been shorted out too?"

"It has not!" Yami protests.

"Yeah, whatever." I cross my arms. "And put some clothes on!"

He looks down and blushes. All he's wearing is his neck buckle. "Got any clothes?" he asks, embarrassed.

I toss him some of mine and reach for the doorknob.

…It's locked.

I turn it again, hoping that I'm not right for once.

No use, it really is locked!

Yami notices my antics. "Don't tell me it's locked…"

"Okay then…" I shrug and continue with sarcasm, "It's not locked, it's just that the door won't budge."

He glares at me. "That isn't funny."

"I didn't mean for it to be," I bite out. Damn! Why didn't I cut his balls off when I had the chance?! Then he pharaoh would be grieving over his lost genitals instead of snapping at me.

"This is your damn fault! You locked us in so you could kill me!" Yami claims, pointing a finger accusingly.

"Yeah, right. Why would I want to lock us in… together?"

The tri-colored-haired pharaoh thinks this over. "Very true… but don't try anything!"

"Like what?" I say defensively.

"I don't know… you might hit me in the back."

"I'd never do such a vile-! Such a horrid-! Such a disgusting-thing!" I growl. If I had my Rod with me I'd be whacking him in the nuts with it.

"Let's hope this is true," Yami the know-it-all pharaoh says.

Cautiously he sits down, drumming his fingers against the wall. I shuffle about my room, mindlessly pacing in circles.

"You're planning something!" He grits his teeth, giving me a suspicious glare.

"Yeah…" I lie, "I guess I am planning something."

I hold my hands out, creeping closer to him. "Say, Yami… you're looking hot tonight…"

The pharaoh flinches. "Marik… this isn't funny…"

I grin. Disturbing Yami is amusing. Very amusing.

"Whatever do you mean?"

I bring my face closer to his.

Yami glares. "You know what I meant…"

Provocatively and purposely I run my fingers across his lips and then I kiss him-getting a mouthful of fur.

WHAT the HELL?!

I pull back, sputtering, to see a small blonde cat wearing a self-satisfied smirk.

"Mow," he says. Serves you right. And then he seems to realize that he isn't speaking Japanese. "MEW!!!" he squeaks girlishly. Ha.

Roughly I ruffle his fur. When he's in cat form I am in charge.

"Now now, Marik…" a strange voice whispers in my ear, "Play nice…"

From the way Yami-neko is looking around I see that he hears the voice too.

"Who are you!?" I demand.

"Let me explain…"