Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Bonds Of Yami And Hikari ❯ Snark! ( Chapter 25 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Stwabewwy Cotten Candy 
After a good, peaceful sleep, Malik is-- Playful. With a stranger?
My Snark!Malik thinks so~
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Fantasy / Hentai / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.01.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 618 | Visits: 237 | Status: Work In Progress
After a good, peaceful sleep, Malik is-- Playful. With a stranger?
My Snark!Malik thinks so~
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Fantasy / Hentai / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.01.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 618 | Visits: 237 | Status: Work In Progress
HappyDragon: Oh Em GEE! *Wibble* I have a loyal fan??? I am sooooo unbearably overjoyed! I’ll try an update more often!
Soft murmurs interrupted what would’ve been peaceful sleep.
Oh, how long had it been since he’d gotten some of that? Too long, considering her couldn’t remember. The distraught teen gave a grumpy snort. He was moody. Good sleep got him like that.
The voices he’d woken up to immediately stopped. After what seemed like forever, the soft whispers started up again. The tanned boy’s eyelids fluttered. And they stopped again.
Oooh. Nifty. Malik smirked on the inside. He loved being playful. It was in his nature, after so much repression! So he decided to push his limits.
Silence for 5 minutes.
Then the voices.
And then Malik rolled onto his side.
Silence again.
And Malik grinned cattily. It was just too much fun!
“Oh, you’re awake!! Well now, that’s just cruel, playing us like that.” A masculine, but perky voice pepped up. Soft rustling was heard before the blonde felt a poke at his forehead, “And whom do I own the honor of being the reason for his beautiful, little, grin?”
Malik gave a noise of displeasure at the poke before he pouted lightly. Giving a huff, he turned onto his back, before smiling again.
Curse you- good mood!
“My name is.. Bob.”
The voice faltered.
“You sure don’t look like a Bob to me.”
Malik left out a slight chuckle. “Well then, you’ll just have to take my word for it. Deep down, I truly am the boring, bland, and completely humorless Bob La’blah that I claim to be. My good looks entirely throw you off coarse, and may cause you to think that I’m a Malik, or something exotic like that from Egypt–And perhaps you’ll think I’m 18, snarky, gorgeous, and somehow charming all in a supah-cute package. You may also think-“ Malik gave nothing but a devious grin, “That I have a thing for leather, and I might have a salt-tooth. Or that I like it against walls.” He finished with a small puff of air to blow a blonde bang that had been tickling his face for a little bit. “But really, I’m Bob.”
The bed shifted.
Silence.
Malik grinned largely before cracking an eye to his guest. And boy did he get an eyeful.
Dazzling, green eyes bored amusedly into his own lavender. The owner of said eyes gave a devilish smirk before lending out the hand he’s been leaning on to shake.
“Nice to meet you, Malik.”
Malik gapped. What… Oh, what–What--!?
The green-eyed man blinked.
Malik blinked.
Life was good for the once miserable teen. Please, gods–
“Uhm.. This is my hand. It would like to shake yours before this becomes any more awkward.. ?”
Malik looked down, and indeed there was a hand. And that hand did look like it wanted to shake his. So he did the only logical, Malik-type thing to do-
He licked it.
…
It seemed like a smart idea at the time!!
~*~*~
Sorry for the shortness of the chapter! It’s 1:48 in the morning, and I have to go to work soon ^_^;
Well, I did say I would update!
Till then – REVIEW! Review and Malik can be more snark-tastic and cute, and maybe get a little loving on the side!
Pleaaaase?
Soft murmurs interrupted what would’ve been peaceful sleep.
Oh, how long had it been since he’d gotten some of that? Too long, considering her couldn’t remember. The distraught teen gave a grumpy snort. He was moody. Good sleep got him like that.
The voices he’d woken up to immediately stopped. After what seemed like forever, the soft whispers started up again. The tanned boy’s eyelids fluttered. And they stopped again.
Oooh. Nifty. Malik smirked on the inside. He loved being playful. It was in his nature, after so much repression! So he decided to push his limits.
Silence for 5 minutes.
Then the voices.
And then Malik rolled onto his side.
Silence again.
And Malik grinned cattily. It was just too much fun!
“Oh, you’re awake!! Well now, that’s just cruel, playing us like that.” A masculine, but perky voice pepped up. Soft rustling was heard before the blonde felt a poke at his forehead, “And whom do I own the honor of being the reason for his beautiful, little, grin?”
Malik gave a noise of displeasure at the poke before he pouted lightly. Giving a huff, he turned onto his back, before smiling again.
Curse you- good mood!
“My name is.. Bob.”
The voice faltered.
“You sure don’t look like a Bob to me.”
Malik left out a slight chuckle. “Well then, you’ll just have to take my word for it. Deep down, I truly am the boring, bland, and completely humorless Bob La’blah that I claim to be. My good looks entirely throw you off coarse, and may cause you to think that I’m a Malik, or something exotic like that from Egypt–And perhaps you’ll think I’m 18, snarky, gorgeous, and somehow charming all in a supah-cute package. You may also think-“ Malik gave nothing but a devious grin, “That I have a thing for leather, and I might have a salt-tooth. Or that I like it against walls.” He finished with a small puff of air to blow a blonde bang that had been tickling his face for a little bit. “But really, I’m Bob.”
The bed shifted.
Silence.
Malik grinned largely before cracking an eye to his guest. And boy did he get an eyeful.
Dazzling, green eyes bored amusedly into his own lavender. The owner of said eyes gave a devilish smirk before lending out the hand he’s been leaning on to shake.
“Nice to meet you, Malik.”
Malik gapped. What… Oh, what–What--!?
The green-eyed man blinked.
Malik blinked.
Life was good for the once miserable teen. Please, gods–
“Uhm.. This is my hand. It would like to shake yours before this becomes any more awkward.. ?”
Malik looked down, and indeed there was a hand. And that hand did look like it wanted to shake his. So he did the only logical, Malik-type thing to do-
He licked it.
…
It seemed like a smart idea at the time!!
~*~*~
Sorry for the shortness of the chapter! It’s 1:48 in the morning, and I have to go to work soon ^_^;
Well, I did say I would update!
Till then – REVIEW! Review and Malik can be more snark-tastic and cute, and maybe get a little loving on the side!
Pleaaaase?