Conflict of Interests

Drabble 1: Bite Me

By: Kigen

Unofficially entitled Bedtime Stories of a Crimson Nightmare. Yeah, the official title will probably change in the near future. I'm horrible at naming things.

Hello all. Like the summary said, this will be a collection of drabbles focusing on HaoLyserg, YohLyserg, and HaoLysergYoh. There will be mpreg in some drabbles, there will be angst, fluff, and perviness in others.

These were essentially written for the authoress I beta for, Crimson Rain. She's a HaoLyserg obsesser, while I'm a YohLyserg shipper (we both love HaoLysergYoh though). She requested several drabbles when we were talking on messenger, so I decided to type them out for a nice little drabble collection, and to spread the love of the Asakura twins and Lyserg. Hope you all enjoy!

Disclaimer: Do you see the twins/Yoh/Hao lusting over Lyserg at any point and time? No? Then I don't own Shaman King.

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The day was quiet, calm, and peaceful. The birds were singing, the sun was shining; which could only mean one thing:

Any moment now, Hao would come along and ruin it.

Sure enough, the fire shaman sat down next to the boy. "Lyserg."

"Go away Hao." Lyserg turned the page of his book, hoping Hao would take a hint.

And Lyserg wasn't the least bit surprised that Hao ignored it. "Now Lyserg-"

"Go away Hao." Lyserg repeated.

Hao smirked. "Now really Lyserg." his hand slipped below the line of Lyserg's collar. "Do you really want me to-"

"YOH! You're brother's molesting me again!"

"Hao! Stop molesting Lyserg!" Yoh's voice floated out the window, and to the porch the two were sitting on. You could tell from the absented minded tone of Yoh's voice, this was something he said often.

Hao pursed his lips; his own way of pouting. "Lyserg-"

"No Hao."

"How do you know what I was going to say?"

"I don't want sex."

"How do you know if I wanted sex?"

"I don't want to take a bath with you, I don't want to kiss or make out or even cuddle. I don't want to do anything that involves the removal of clothing, or you touching me for that matter."

"Well," Hao chuckled, "that will make things quite interesting, won't it?"

Lyserg rolled his eyes. "Bite me Hao."

"Gladly. Where, how hard-"

The book fell forgotten onto the porch. "YOH!"

"Hao! Leave Lyserg alone!"

Hao merely let his smirk widen, and wrapped an arm around the dowser. He ignored Lyserg's protests and struggles, and did bite Lyserg just as the British boy requested. Hao bit him right at the crook of his neck, making sure to leave a large, red mark.

The dull throbbing of his black eye the next day was entirely worth it; just to see Lyserg blush crimson red whenever anyone asked him why he was wearing a turtle neck in the middle of July.

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The real point of the game right now is to see how long I can keep this rated T before bringing in the more… adult oriented drabbles. My guess is the next chapter… though this chapter COULD have been rated M… meh.

Hope you all enjoyed, please R&R.

Ja manna-san!