[fic] A Dead Dedication - Baby
※ Pairing - MarikxRyou
※ Written - May 5th, 2006
※ Warnings - Marik's such a pussy.
※ Disclaimer - I obviously don't own it.
※ Deathshipping #14 ※
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“Stop being such a baby!” The tomb robber growled as Marik sulked. “You act as though you’re dying! And I swear to Anubis that if you whine one more time you will be dying because I’ll kill you!” The thief ended his rant in a pout.
“But it hurts!” Marik whined, knowing damn well that Bakura couldn’t do anything to him. “For all you know I could be dying! It’ll probably get infected and I’ll die from blood poisoning!” The bed-ridden spirit huffed.
Ryou and Malik shared a look, both rolling their eyes.
“You’d think he got his arm cut off or something.” Malik muttered while the two continued to fight. “He refuses to get out of bed because of his ‘condition’.” The Egyptian sighed.
Ryou grinned as an idea formed in his mind. He got up and interrupted the two spirits. He leaned down and whispered something in Marik’s ear. The spirit stopped all movement as he watched Ryou leave the room with a smug smile.
Grinning evilly to himself he jumped out of bed. “I should get a paper cut more often.” Marik cackled then ran after his lover, “Hey Ryou, can you seriously get into that position?”
Bakura flopped onto the bed and pouted, “Stupid baby.” He mumbled, and then realized that he and Malik were alone.
“Ow…I think I just hurt my hand.” He said louder.
Malik snickered, “We’ll just have to take care of that, won’t we?”
Then he pounced.
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※ Written - May 5th, 2006
※ Warnings - Marik's such a pussy.
※ Disclaimer - I obviously don't own it.
※ Deathshipping #14 ※
ღ - ღ - ღ
“Stop being such a baby!” The tomb robber growled as Marik sulked. “You act as though you’re dying! And I swear to Anubis that if you whine one more time you will be dying because I’ll kill you!” The thief ended his rant in a pout.
“But it hurts!” Marik whined, knowing damn well that Bakura couldn’t do anything to him. “For all you know I could be dying! It’ll probably get infected and I’ll die from blood poisoning!” The bed-ridden spirit huffed.
Ryou and Malik shared a look, both rolling their eyes.
“You’d think he got his arm cut off or something.” Malik muttered while the two continued to fight. “He refuses to get out of bed because of his ‘condition’.” The Egyptian sighed.
Ryou grinned as an idea formed in his mind. He got up and interrupted the two spirits. He leaned down and whispered something in Marik’s ear. The spirit stopped all movement as he watched Ryou leave the room with a smug smile.
Grinning evilly to himself he jumped out of bed. “I should get a paper cut more often.” Marik cackled then ran after his lover, “Hey Ryou, can you seriously get into that position?”
Bakura flopped onto the bed and pouted, “Stupid baby.” He mumbled, and then realized that he and Malik were alone.
“Ow…I think I just hurt my hand.” He said louder.
Malik snickered, “We’ll just have to take care of that, won’t we?”
Then he pounced.
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