This was...a very strange one-shot. I'm not sure where it came from. x: It's my first Yamishipping..ish...one shot, but probably won't be my last. Psychoshipping is still my top favourite though, excluding Puzzleshipping which is my number 1 of all time.

This is mostly for you, Misao! XD My most dedicated reader, and fellow Yamishipper. Enjoy~!

Disclaimer: If I owned Yugioh, Marik and Bakura would jump eachother every five seconds.


Some people called what they had a 'love triangle'. Whenever this was brought up, however, it would always make him snort at the horrible inaccuracy of the statement. A love triangle referred to a relationship with, as they had, three people. However, that was the only similarly.

In a love triangle, Person A loved Person B who loved Person C who loved Person A; often this led to countless conflicts and wounded hearts. That wasn't what they had.

Yami loved Bakura and Marik.

Bakura loved Yami and Marik.

Marik loved Bakura, and because he loved him, he also the fore loved Yami. Thus there was no 'triangle', so much as...a dot with several lines coming out. Person Y loved Person B and Person M. Person B loved Person Y and Person M. Person M loved Person B, and through this accepted Person Y.

However, he knew full well that without Bakura's involvement, he never would have given Yami a second look. Perhaps some part of him should have felt guilty at 'leading' the Pharaoh on, but it didn't matter so long as the other never found out; and he had no intentions on letting either of his two partners in one his secret.

Because he loved Bakura, who loved both him and Yami, and so telling Bakura he didn't love Yami would no doubt tear the thief in two. Not to mention Yami loved the two of them, so telling Yami he didn't love him would no doubt break his heart.

And it wasn't like Marik was uncomfortable with the relationship; pretending to love the Pharaoh wasn't at all difficult for him. Certainly the king of games was a pleasure to be around, both in conversation and behind closed doors. Enjoying Yami's company wasn't something he had to force or make any effort at. He just simply didn't love him.

After all, he had already given his whole heart to the thief long before the pharaoh had entered the picture. So, as unfortunate as it was, he had nothing left when Yami finally came out and admitted he wanted to be apart of them.

Not to say that discovering apparently Bakura had withheld part of his own heart to give to the Pharaoh was at all hurtful. Marik didn't really dwell on it, to be honest; he could quite honestly sit back and let the thief declare his love for the entire world, just as long as at the end of the day he still had a place curled up beside the pale yami.

Making Bakura happy had always been the only thing that mattered to him - and he would have quite contently watched as the thief kissed every person they met. Of course the other never had, simply because he felt no desire to, but the point was he could have and Marik wouldn't have stopped him.

So when the Pharaoh had first showed up on their doorstep, nervous and shaking and obviously terrified, and declared he felt feelings for them, there had been no hurt at all when Bakura had responded in kind. When the two sets of eyes had directed to himself, Marik hadn't at all hesitated when he admitted he perhaps felt something else for Yami as well.

Which he didn't. But it had been worth the lie just to see the look of sheer joy and relief in his - theirs now, wasn't he? - thief's eyes. And ever since that day he hadn't reflected on the false statement, lost no sleep over it, felt no resentment or hurt whenever Bakura would pull Yami into a kiss, or embrace both of them. Never did Marik hesitate to hug the Pharaoh or sleep beside him.

It wasn't a love triangle at all, what they had. Love triangle's indicated problems and road blocks and heartache. But as long as Marik had anything to say about it, that would never happen.

Because nothing mattered more to him then Bakura's happyness; even if it meant loving someone he didn't.


So it's like...the story that has every element to make Marik angst...x: And yet he doesn't. What a guy, huh?

R&R my sweets~!