A/N: Oh my god, this is like the first Yu-gi-oh fan fiction that I've written in like…a year! So please review!

Chapter 1

Malik's POV

My yami stopped beating me, and for that I thank Ra. Every time I see him glaring at me, ready to tear me apart, his whole expression changes suddenly. I also thank Ra; once again for having given me such a beautiful face and body otherwise I would be dead by now.

As mentally disturbed as he might look, he is indeed a lovely man. He now is gentle towards me and finds the easiest reasons to seduce me. Marik has found pleasure in me in some other way besides hurting me, and discovered that there are more pleasuring ways to spare time. Indeed they are, although Malik has almost the same complexion as me, he still finds it amusing to love his light.

I will always remember the first time he stopped a fist from hitting me. I had been crying…well more like sobbing and he had stared at me wide eyed. I was scared; I didn't know how to react in this situation. I closed my eyes and awaited the painful answer; my eyes were shot wide open when I felt something warm and wet inside my mouth. And I realized then, that those were your lips.

Less often would you be mad at me, and more constantly would the kisses come. You would catch me cooking and without a warning wrap your arms around me and kiss me until we fell to the floor, only left to strip and make love.

You stopped beating me and loved me silently, you never said anything before you kissed me or afterwards. It was always silent passion hidden in our flesh, waiting for the time to come out and wrap over our nude bodies, letting us enter a place full of ecstasy, where the only sound you heard was your name said in a lusty fashion by your partner. And tears are of joy and pleasure and not of pain at all.

There was no way to arouse these feelings; the paradise could find us anywhere we went. If I was in the gym, in the tub, in the kitchen or in my bed it would be there anyway. There was no need to worry when we were together; it was all desire…even if it was not all pure love.

But all good things don't last forever, and I must understand this. I will to be with you, and the thirst to have you never dies. So I wait for the time to join you in the shadow realm, when my time comes. I dream of the darkness disappearing around us and I feel you again. Rubbing my thighs, kissing me, softly whispering what you could never say out loud.

A/N: Oh my gosh! How did I write all that?