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Just a really short Irateshippy-type drabble. For those who don't know, Irateshipping=MalikxJounouchi
"You're a dork." "What? I like this song." "You're dancing around the bedroom in nothing but jeans singing along to 'Vanilla.'" "You can't tell me you don't enjoy the view." "Oh, I am enjoying the view. I just think you're a dork." A hard frown. "Just for that I'm making you leave when the instrumental starts." "Um... why?" "Because," a smile that send all the blood rushing to his groin, "that's the part where I usually fantasize about going down on you, lover-mine." "I take it back, you're the hottest thing this side of Egypt." "Nope, you ruined the moment." "Katsuya...!" "Okay, you can stay. And maybe if you're good...." "If I'm good...?" "Maybe I won't just fantasize."
I told you it was really short. I couldn't help it, I was listening to “Vanilla” on my MP3 player and just got this vivid mental image of Jounouchi dancing around and singing along while Malik watched him with this complete `wtf' expression.
Inuko and Malikins are a strange pair of muses. At least I'm lucky in that they *ahem* like each other....
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