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Title: Letters
Type: Letters
Rating: PG-13
Category: Humor, Fluff
Warning: Slash
Characters: Yuugi Motou, Ryou Bakura, Yami Bakura, Malik Ishtar
Pairing(s): One-Sided Malik x Ryou
Summary: A collaborations of letters, post-it notes, and journal entries.
Note: Unfinished
January 15th
Dear...myself,
I have become recently re-acquainted with Malik; the boy from Egypt. Though his way of announcing his prescense at the park was quite unexpected (he jumped out of the bushes and bombarded me with an extremely tight, long hug), I find him very nice and interesting to talk to. It would be great if I had the chance to speak to him again.
Sincerely,
Actually, must I wrote who this is from? I know who it is from, and wrote who it is from already in the "dear" line. So, I suppose there is no need at all to write "sincerely" followed by my name
January 20th
Dear other self,
Please stop harassing me! Your very prescense makes me extremely anxious, and my thoughts seem to be controlled by you part of the time. I cannot think straight at all, now; get out of my head.
Please.
Sincerely,
Ryou
January 21
Dear Malik-san,
It might be odd that I am writing to you while sitting right next to you, but you seem to be distracted by the flakes of white falling from the sky, and my paper was begging to be written on. Since I must go home now, I'll slip this letter into your pocket and head home. On the back of it is my telephone number.
Maybe you could call sometime?
Sincerely,
Ryou
STUPID HOST,
I blantly refuse to stop bugging you. The only other thing I can do in my spare time is plot evil. Which would you prefer to have me do; annoy you, or kill/plot evil/hurt children/hide the remote?
...Stupid host.
That voice.
January 23
Myself,
Malik called today. I do believe I smiled for the first time in a few days. Something about his voice caused a sensation to make its course through my ear. I feel a bit guilty, though, because I paid more attention to his honey-like voice as opposed to what he was actually saying. Maybe I should apologize?
January 30
Dear voice,
Why won't you leave me be? My thoughts are beginning to become scramble, even without your malicious help.
Sincerely.
Ryou
ROAR,
Must I explain myself AGAIN?! You know, I am not even going to explain myself once more. I have more important things to tend to. You just go and think about it.
And, just out of very mild curiosity, what's the matter? I could just search through your thoughts and memories, but that would take too long.
Complete Evil
February 1
Dear Ryou,
STOP THINKING ABOUT HIM!
Sincerely,
The Get-A-Life Foundation
(Inside your mind)
February 2
Dear voice,
What I am thinking confuses even me. I would rather not discuss it with you, for the reason pointed out above, and because, to put it bluntly,
You're evil.
And I really do not like you, not one bit.
Sincerely,
Ryou
February 4
Dear Ryou,
YOU'RE A LOSER. We tell you to STOP thinking about the Egyptian, and WHAT do you do?! YOU THINK ABOUT HIM TWICE AS MUCH! We ought to hop out of your messed-up mind and beat you to a sad, mushy little pulp.
Sincerely,
The Get-A-(Fucking)Life Foundation
(Seriously, get a god damned life.)
February 5
Host,
Evil? ME!? Oh, what an insult! Many have described me as far worse than that! How disappointed I am in you! How preposterous! Perhaps my schemes are not horrid enough? I will have to work on making them worse.
Bleh.
February 9
Dear I (come to think of it, would that be "me?" I will most certainly have to look that up later),
Malik called again and asked if I wished to go ice-skating with him. It was much fun, though the area we were in was extremely chilly, and I fell quite a few times. Right now, I'm still wearing his jacket and imagining the cuts and bruises I would have gotten if he had not caught me every time I began to lose my balance.
I hope I can keep this coat; it is very warm, and reminds me of him.
February 15
Moronic Host,
Why have you not responded to me in such a long time? I feel so lonely! I do hope you're not ignoring me. Sure, I may be a psychotic, sinister, mentally insane mastermind, but I do care.
Hehehe.
February 16
Dear Self,
I explained to Malik-san about the voice. He seemed quite worried, and suggested that I move in with him, or vice versa. Actually, I would have preferred for him to move here, so I would not have to pack up my things and move them. That seemed selfish, though, so I told Malik-san that the decision was completely up to him. Malik must know me well-- he said that he would move in with me, since I must be under enough stress already at the moment. Oh, the doorbell just rang. It must be him.
February 17
Dear Ryou,
YOU LET HIM MOVE IN!? NOW YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE THAT STUPID, UNCOMFORTABLE TINGLING FEELING 24/7!!!
LOSER!!!!!
Sincerely,
The Get-A-Life Foundation
Host,
Why is -Malik- staying at our house?
Answer me, bitch,
That horrible voice you keep hearing in your head
February 18
Dear...
... Hm. Maybe I should start saying "Dear Diary?" After all, I suppose this is somewhat like a journal, this lined book I write in constantly. Let me start over.
Dear Journal,
Having Malik-kun (he insisted on my referring to him as that) stay with me has made that voice inside my head that continuously bothers me seem insignificant. The only things he brought with him were money, clothes, and his motorcycle which a side of my mind claims that he looks unbelievably sexy on. It must be my hormones., so I still basically have the same amount of room I did before he moved in.
Malik-kun was so nice; he even asked if I would like him to sleep on the floor while he stayed, and I could sleep on the bed. After telling each other to take the bed for about five minutes, Malik suggested we share one.
For some odd reason, it felt as if my heart skipped a beat, then did a flip-flop. Hormones.
That odd feeling is still running through my veins...
Horrible voice,
I told you to stop talking to me. Please do as I say. And Malik is here because I happen to like him.
Sincerely,
Ryou
Host,
Actually, you put no restrictions on me talking to you. And I bet you have a crush on him. Hah, you're gay as hell.
You're such a homo.
VOICE,
Don't say such things! I do not like him like that. We're merely friends.
Seriously, please stop,
Ryou
Homosexual host,
You want to kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiss him, and hug him, and then kiss him again, and have man-sex and have little mini Ryous and Maliks.
This voice loves bugging you.
Dear Ryou,
YOU ARE GAY. DEAL WITH IT.
Sincerely,
The Get-A-Life-For-Real-This-Time-You-Homo Foundation
Dear Diary,
I'm gay.
Eugh.
February 19
Dear Ryou-kun,
I'm leaving to go do some shopping. I saw the list you had on the table, and took it with me. (That was the right list, right?) Breakfast is on the table. Anyways, I think it turned out fairly well, considering I had to attempt making it at least four times.
Which is basically the reason I need to go grocery shopping.
Sorry.
See you when I get back.
Sincerely,
Malik-kun
February 20
Dear Journal/Diary/Lined Paper Book/Notebook,
Maybe I'm not "gay." I think it is probably just some sort of odd phase, and the feeling I am having towards Malik is just some form of strong brotherly love. I would not know, though, since I do not have a brother. That feeling I get when I am near him... it must be the warmth of having a family of some form.
I hope.
February 27
Dear DiaRy,
ThIS rightiNg mayyY be SlOpy or Have mIstakEs, buT I am So Nerv0us riHgt N0w. I jUst WaLked In on MaliK----kun takINg a shOweR and i aM fEeEling So WeIrd fOr sOme rEason. My hanD keePz shAking!
I thInk I have a Hard oN. It MusT be ThE cOld.
Ryou-kun,
These small, yellow things with glue on them are useful.
You have no towels.
Just a warning that I will be walking around naked for about thirty minutes, either air-drying myself or trying to find some form of wash cloth.
Should I do the laundry?
Malik
Diary,
Remember what I said before?
It must be really cold.
Host,
Want me to do something about that nasty erection you have?
Voice
Dear voice-in-my-head,
NO.
Signed,
Ryou
Host Whom is Lusting After Malik,
Are you sure? You know, you could always just go up to Malik and ask him to fuck you. I'm sure he wouldn't mind. After all, his Yami was pretty good at things of that sort of nature.
Do I really have to keep signing?
February 28
Dear Journal,
I cannot believe what I did yesterday.
That erection would not go away, no matter how many thoughts I attempted to shove them out of my mind. The voice kept teasing me about it, and aggravated me quite a bit.
Anyways, I am positive that I like Malik a bit too much because...well...I sort of...um...
IreallydontknowifIshouldbewritingthisdown.Whatifsomeonefindsmyjournal?!
Okay,sohereitgoes.IsortofkindoftouchedmyselftomakeitgoawayandwaspossiblythinkingaboutMalik.
My letters got smashed quite a bit there, right?
I am preparing to strike my eraser through those smushed words.
Ryou-kun,
The bed smells like sex.
Malik
Host,
So you really do like him. Yet you continue to neglect me? I am very unnapreciated, it seems. All I give you is love, and this is how you repay me? By jacking off by thinking about another guy?
I am HURT.
Your other self
I am officially ignoring you, "other self."
March 2
HOST,
OH MY RA, LOOK IN MALIK'S ROOM. HE'S SO PLAYING WITH HIMSELF WHILE LOOKING AT A PICTURE OF YOU.
Voice
VOICE,
WHA?
Ryou
Stupid, Pathetic, Lame Host,
I tricked you into responding.
Hahahaha.
Voice
March 5
Dear Diary,
That voice has finally decided to stop bothering me so often, which means I finally have some time to write in you again. I have a lot to say, so listen up. Well, if that is possible for books to do.
I was curious about this homosexuality situation, so I looked it up and studied it quite a bit. It was still interesting to find out all sorts of odd information.
Did you know men can have sex with each other?
Very, very strange.
At least I know now that I will not go through my life without sex.
Is that a good thing, diary? Because my entire life, I have never really thought about sex, untill I met Malik. These fantasies just refuse to leave my head, and they replay themselves at the most inconvenient at times. For instance, Malik and I were playing a game of Duel Monsters yesterday, and suddenly, I had to run to the bathroom...to...you know.
Do you think he has any idea, Journal? Because quite frankly, I think he is clueless.
By the way, I did get to keep that coat. It smells of him.
Host that is for some reason wearing a coat when he is inside,
Boo.
Voice of D00M
March 6
Host,
I said "boo." Were you not paying attention?
Dear voice,
I am ignoring you. Did you not get the memo?
Sincerely,
Ryou
Dear Ryou,
It appears that we have no reason to hassle you at the moment, so we will begin thinking of some for you right now.
And did you ever get those towels washed? (Pervert.)
Sincerely,
Get-A-Life Foundation
Ryou-kun,
Did you ever get those towels washed?
-Malik
Host,
Did you ever get those towels washed?
Voice
Ryou-kun,
Did you ever get those towels washed?
-Yuugi
March 7
Dear Journal,
I finally got those towels washed. Malik volunteered, but I assured him that I would complete the task. It was my fault that they had not been washed, anyways.
I hope something embarassing does not happen to me again. That incident left me completely flustered, and every time I think of Malik-kun, I think of what happened.
Ah, I have an e-mail in my inbox! I will write again later.
Dear Ryou,
Thanks for the towels!
-Malik
Dear Journal,
Right now, I am contemplating whether or not to call you a diary or a journal. Switching around the two names is becoming somewhat of a nuisance.
I get worked up over the slightest of things, I do.
The other decision I am attempting to decipher is an important one; whether or not I should confess to Malik. Unfortunately, it is one of those thoughts that constantly nag at my mind, nonstop.
...
You are officially a journal, not a diary.
March 9
Journal,
Maybe I ought to stop sharing a bed with Malik-kun? This morning when I awoke, my arms were placed atop his shoulders, my lips mere centimeters away from his. As my eyelids fluttered open, I was so startled that I jerked away from him with such force that I fell onto the floor.
My rear-end still hurts.
Dear Ryou,
YOU REALLY SUCK.
Just a friendly reminder.
Insincerely,
The Get-A-Friggin-Life-Already Foundation
March 14
Host,
The varioius cuts on your hand and the blank feeling you recently experienced were due to the fac that I took over your fragile, teeny body to make myself what you might call a "peanut butter and jelly sandwich." What in the Spirit World is the point of that "crust" which surround the bread?
I hate it.
Dark voice
Journal,
Apparently, that voice in my head took over my body in order to make a very sloppy sandwich, and ended up cutting my hands and wrists in various places. I had no idea that slicing off crust was that challenging.
Maybe the voice has ADHD?
Loser,
I do not have ADHD, whatever that may be. It sounds like some sexually transmitted disease.
And my only partner was Malik's other half.
Voice
JOURNAL,
The voice informed me that he has had sexual intercourse with my other half. So, technically, does that mean I have had sex with MALIK? Which means I'm not a virgin?
What?
WHAT?
WHAT??!
March 17
Host,
What the hell? You've gone more psycho than I. Well, maybe not. But you're pretty damn close.
Voice
Ryou-kun,
I'm slipping this under the bathroom door because I'm about to head out and purchase a bit of pocky, and I don't want to interrupt your shower. What I would like to know is why you've been acting a bit strangely lately? I hope I haven't done something wrong.
Malik
RYOU-KUN,
I GOT LAID!
YUUGI!!!!
Dear Journal,
I told Malik that the strange way I have been acting was in no way induced by him. He seemed to be quite relieved.
Should I ask if he wants to go to and see a movie sometime? Just thinking about asking makes me so nervous, though.
What should I do?
March 18
Journal,
I asked Malik about the movies, and he said yes! I'm so excited!