Book of Earth
Kaiba Seto had been in the middle of debating what his partner history project should be, tapping a pencil with mild ire and staring at the clock, annoyed by how much time had already passed.
When he blinked, his eyes felt cold and strained and he had to swallow painfully, his mouth so dry his tongue couldn't move. Kaiba could feel his heart pounding in his chest, just slightly too fast but faint, and a grim chill ran down his back. His whole body ached, like he'd tensed every muscle in preparation for a deathly blow. He didn't even want to look at the clock, but as he did he acknowledged over twenty minutes had elapsed.
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Darkness surrounds me.
But I don't even know if it's actual darkness or if all those shadows are just made up by my mind again. Bakura used to say that often.
My palm wanders along the cold wall until my hand reaches the window ledge, feeling the old curtains between my fingers. Wondering about whatever I am going to see or not, I am drawing aside the heavy fabric slowly.
The shadows around me are falling, rushing out of my room in silent laughter – beaten down by the bright light of the full moon.
It glares me so I look away.
My room is a mess. Shards and scraps of cloth everywhere, overthrown cupboards and tattered books. If Baku
Do I Wanna Know (Antag Fic) by Indefinitefotography, literature
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Do I Wanna Know (Antag Fic)
Jesus Christ these board meetings were dull. The blabbing of fat, balding men was driving the young brunette to the point of napping in his comfortable, leather chair.
“That concludes this months board meeting unless anyone else anything to add?”
Seto Kaiba opened his eyes quickly and pretended to be paying attention. Hopefully they wouldn’t realise he was sleeping on the job. After several moments everyone filed out of the large room. Kaiba took a right and made his way to the elevators, it was the end of the day and he was itching to get home and work on his latest creation for the fast approaching holiday season.
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B-shipping blood and chains part 3 by Miss-Blank-27, literature
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B-shipping blood and chains part 3
===WARNING=== this fic has +18 yaoi, rape, bondage and other good happy stuff, so don't like don't read and PLZ not hating! (Bakurashipping)
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B= bakura
R= Ryou
A= Akefia
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Running was no long an option, the lungs in the small teens chest were already at there bursting point but still he was urged to go further
B: come one!! You have to pick up your feet!
R: I…I can’t!!
Behind them the mad cackles of there pursuer get cl
Who has seen a child breaking? Who dares to end the innocence and cause the childhood vanish in thin air? Yes. This is the story of a thief. A thief that saw his world scatter into peaces and dust. He used to be a kid. He used to laugh and play. Now there is a hole in the place his heart used to be. A hole of darkness. Only one thing seems to remain. Revenge! This is the story of a thief, tomb robber and a scattered soul. The story of a destroyed village named Kul Elna one terrible night. This is the story of King of Thieves
A five-year-old child was playing with his toys. They were homemade. His father had showed him how to make
CoS Kul Elna's Redemption chp. 5 by SetsunaNoroi, literature
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CoS Kul Elna's Redemption chp. 5
Chapter 5: A Lost Life
It was odd how one who had, in a way, lived for so long had in actuality done very little. Akefia was not the type of man who enjoyed sitting around and doing nothing, yet there had been many long periods of time in his existence that he had been forced to do just that. While he had always done what he could, explore the land around him, learn his limits and potential of power with the Millennium Ring, try to theorize on just what he could eventually do to destroy Zork, he had always felt as if he were simply waiting around. It had always felt like a waste to him, something that had grated on his nerves to no end when
Poem - BakuraXMarik - What would I do for you? by SQUIRRELPEE, literature
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Poem - BakuraXMarik - What would I do for you?
BakuraXMarik - TheifShipping
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Would I steal for you? Yes.
Would I kill for you? Yes.
Would I give you my heart? Yes.
Would I give you my smile? Yes.
Would I give my life for you? Yes.
Would I do anything to save you? Yes.
Would I try to please you? Yes.
Would I protect you? Yes.
Would I honor you? Yes.
Do I love you? Yes.
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Little Master 1-- Tendershipping by Princeoftheundead2, literature
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Little Master 1-- Tendershipping
Bakura couldn't remember when he stopped tolerating Ryou and began liking his hikari.  To him Ryou had always seemed weak. He hated people who were weak. Ryou had no spine, he was a complete pushover, so why did he start liking the boy. Maybe it was because Ryou reminded him of himself when he was younger, or maybe it was because they had both been abandoned, or maybe he had just grew soft. Whatever the reason he slowly began to... care for his little light. And when he finally got his own body he had shocked everyone, most of all himself, when he decided to stay with his hikari. It was then when he found out that Ryo