FaithShipping Moments

Disclaimer: I do not in any shape or form own Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D's or any of the other characters or references related to the franchise. All rights to Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D's belong to Kazuki Takahashi, 4K Media Inc., or to those who created it.

Author's Note: This story is for a random collection of FaithShipping one-shots, both CANON and AU, rated T for Teen.

Marked

The characters' ages are as follows:

Yusei: 23

Akiza: 21

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"I'm going to try something." Akiza declared as she approached Yusei from behind as he kneeled in front of the crescent-shaped, red and white Duel Runner, tool in hand. He wrenched the stubborn bolt tighter, causing it to emit a loud squeak as he peered over his shoulder at her warily.

With his forearm, he wiped a bead of sweat from his brow. He twisted his lean frame to the left as he set the cumbersome device next to his D-Wheel. He held a dingy rag balled up within his fist as he turned away from his Runner to face the psychic Duelist, standing next to him. The tensing of the young woman's jaw clearly betrayed her deep frustrations towards the raven-haired Signer.

The mechanic's sapphire eyes absently trailed towards his left hand as he meticulously wiped the grimy filth off each of his fingers. He quirked a dark brow questioningly as he looked up at her. "By try, you mean, try what Akiza?"

"This." Akiza stepped forward, pulling him close as her slender arms encircled his neck. She lowered her thick, black lashes as she slowly leaned in to kiss him… She twirled a lock of raven-colored hair around her finger as she tilted her head… Her hazel eyes instantly popped open as Yusei asked a totally random, stupid question. "You mean, this is as in this—" Amusement sparkled in his azure eyes and his grin widened at the peeved expression plastered on Akiza's face. "Yusei," Her lips twitched as she quirked a brow at him irritably. "Just shut up and kiss me already."

"Okay," His lips fell into a crooked smile as he lazily lifted his shoulders in a half shrug. "But you do know that it's gonna cost you, right?"

"Cost me what?" The petite, redhead's eyes flickered angrily as she resisted the urge to grab him by the collar of his black T-Shirt. Yusei clenched the rag within his left hand. "This," He moved his other hand up to cup her cheek as he pressed a gentle, closed-mouth kiss to her lips. He gently ran his thumb along the curve of her cheek, deliberately leaving a dark smudge mark along the curve of her cheekbone as he pulled back from the embrace.

She cast her eyes downward as her fingertips caressed the smooth, silken curve of her cheek confusedly. Her hazel colored eyes widened in surprise as she raised her left hand, in front of her face. A low growl escaped her lips as she splayed her fingers out as she stared at the dark, greasy smudge marks left on her pale fingertips.

"Yusei…" An amused chuckle escaped Yusei's lips as he wiped his hands off on the rag. He looked up at her slowly, through his dark eyelashes. He smirked then tossed the rag towards his Runner as he replied, "You know, that's actually a cute look for you Akiza."

Her hazel eyes flashed with golden fire as she whirled away from Yusei angrily. Akiza tipped her chin up defiantly as she laced both of her arms across her chest, her back turned towards the sapphire-eyed Duelist.

Without warning, his strong arms encircled her waist as he pulled her close. Akiza's face turned red with anger as she flicked face away from him then spat vehemently, "You are so—" Yusei cradled her chin within his hands, as he gently turned her face towards his. She puffed her cheeks out as she struggled within his firm grasp as she growled, "You are soo going to… err—" His hands moved down and rested loosely atop of her curvy hips as he leaned forward, then gently bumped his forehead against hers. He bent down then kissed the tip of her nose. Akiza's face reddened as she attempted to admonish him yet again, "Yusei Fudo! You are sooo going to pay for thi—" Instead, she fell silent as his lips met hers. Her knees went weak as he pulled her close as she melded into the kiss.

Breathlessly, she pulled away from Yusei, her arms still looped around his neck. "Yusei Fudo," Her hazel eyes flickered impishly as she studied his stunning, electric-blue eyes and she purred with a hint of malice, "For your sake, I hope that you didn't leave any grease marks on my outfit."

"And if I did, so what?" He smirked as he trailed kisses across her cheek, along her jaw to the point of her chin, then back to her mouth, causing the redhead to blush. He paused for a moment as he brushed kisses along the tender skin of her throat to her collar. His voice was smooth and velvet-edged as his cobalt blue eyes met hers, "That just proves that you're mine." Akiza fisted a gloved hand within his black, sleeveless shirt as she yanked him forward by the collar of his T-shirt. "Mark my words, Yusei Fudo — I will get back at you."

Yusei merely smirked, his lips brushing against hers as he murmured, "I wouldn't have it any other way Akiza." Reclaiming her lips, he crushed her to him.

The End