More yaoi

Since Sierra got scammed she forcing me to make the waluigi x luigi yaoi part 2. I think she has rabies or something because she was foaming at the mouth and clawing at my door to make sure I've started writing the yaoi... Or actually no... She's done that before so I think she's just unique

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Waluigi had been thinking about that kiss from Luigi ever since it happened. It was so surprising, so unexpected, and yet so right. Waluigi found himself wanting more, craving the feeling of Luigi's soft lips against his own. But the moment had passed, and now they were back to reality.

Wario's voice echoed across the court, startling Waluigi from his thoughts. "WALUIGI!!! What are you doing? We have a tournament to win!" Wario called out, breaking the silence.

"wah-?"

Waluigi snapped out of his reverie and moved into position on the court. They began hitting the ball back and forth, feeling the pace of the game picking up. But Waluigi couldn't fully focus. His mind kept wandering back to that kiss, playing it over and over in his head, reliving it in his imagination.

As their practice wore on, Waluigi found himself making mistakes, missing shots he would normally make with ease. He knew it was because his mind was elsewhere, and he didn't know how to get it back on track.

Finally, Wario let out a grunt of frustration, and decided to end the practice . Waluigi dropped his racket and walked over to wario. "What's wrong with you?" Wario asked, his tone sharp.

"Nothing," Waluigi muttered, his eyes fixed on the ground. He didn't want to tell Wario about the kiss, didn't want to let him see how it affected him.

But Wario could tell something was off. He put a hand on Waluigi's shoulder and squeezed. "Listen, we'll win this tournament. And after that, we'll go get some dinner, my treat. Alright?"

Waluigi nodded, grateful for the distraction. He didn't know how to get past the feelings that were swirling inside him, but for now, he was content to push them aside and focus on the game at hand.

But as they walked off the court, he knew that he couldn't ignore those feelings for long. The kiss had stirred something inside him, something he couldn't quite put into words. And no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake the feeling that Luigi was his one true love.

But Waluigi knew it was dangerous to think this way. He and Luigi were rivals, not partners. And even if there was something between them, there was nothing they could do about it. He needed to focus on the game and the tournament, not on his feelings.

As the days went by, Waluigi felt more and more consumed by his thoughts. He would wake up in the morning and think of Luigi, and he would go to sleep at night with Luigi's name on his lips. It was like he was living in a dream, a dream that he didn't want to wake up from.

On the day of the tournament, Waluigi's nerves were on edge. He and Wario had been practicing hard, but he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. He would continue make mistakes he made before, and Wario would get frustrated with him. After practice, they sat down on a  bench waiting for the game to start. 

Once it did, Wario and waluigi got up and walked to their end of the court. waluigi tried to shake off his nerves and focus on the game. But as soon as he saw Luigi on the other side of the court, he felt a wave of emotion wash over him. Luigi looked at him, and for a moment, it was like time stood still. Waluigi felt like he was in a trance, watching as Luigi moved across the court with grace and ease. He would catch himself staring at Luigi as they played, watching the way his body moved and the way his hand felt on the racket. And every time they made eye contact, he felt a jolt of something he couldn’t quite put a name to.

And then, things began to shift. As they played, Waluigi felt a new determination take over. He was no longer the nervous wreck he had been in practice; he was a competitor, determined to win. And as Wario Bros and Mario Bros played, the tension between them grew, the passion simmering just below the surface.

 the game soon drew to a close, Waluigi's heart was pounding. He could feel the adrenaline coursing through his veins, and he knew that this was the moment to strike. As Luigi went to hit the ball, Waluigi moved in, swinging his racket with all his might.

And in that moment, something shifted. The ball flew back.  The ball flew back and hit the ground on the other side of the court. Waluigi felt a rush of Excitement, he knew that it was the winning shot

As the ball bounced back from the ground, Mario flew right in and hit it back to waluigi. He wound up, he was ready to hit that ball. His eyes moved to where he wanted it to go- there was an open space on the left! Waluigi swung his arm with determination. 

 Miss. Waluigi missed the tennis ball. They lost. 

"WALUIGI!!" Wario yelled and threw his tennis racket down

Waluigi stood on the outer rim of the tennis court, feeling his anger mounting. He had worked so hard to win, to prove himself, and yet he'd still come up short. Luigi had beat him again, and it was more than Waluigi could bear.

He watched as Mario and Luigi celebrated their victory, the crowd cheering and clapping around them. But Waluigi couldn't bring himself to join in the festivities. He was consumed by his own disappointment, and the bitter taste of defeat. 

Wario and waluigi walked off the court and entered a building. 

Wario was equally as angry as waluigi but he slaspped waluigis back pretty roughly

"We'll get'em next time." He said then walked out of the change room. 

Waluigi sat there, thinking about his tennis fail. Buried in anger and self pity. 

As he sat there, lost in his own thoughts, he noticed Luigi in the corner of his eye. The two of them hadn't spoken since the day of the kiss, and Waluigi didn't know if they ever would again. As they stared at each other, he realized something. 

He realized that he couldn't keep holding onto these feelings. 

Waluigi stood there, his eyes locked on Luigi's. The air was thick with tension, and no one else seemed to notice the silent exchange between the two rivals. Waluigi's heart was racing, and he felt like he was on the verge of panic.

"Why.. Did you kiss me?" He looked to the ground and then back to luigi

Waluigi's heart was racing as Luigi's eyes locked onto his. He couldn't believe he was asking about the kiss, but he couldn't keep it inside any longer. He had to know why Luigi had kissed him that day, why he had never mentioned it since.

Luigi's words only made him more confused. "I don't know why I did that," he said, sounding almost ashamed. Waluigi wondered if Luigi was regretting the kiss, if he wished it had never happened.

He took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to continue. "Luigi, I just don't understand. Why did you kiss me?" The words felt strange on his tongue, but he pushed through the discomfort.

Luigi sighed, his eyes wandering to the ground. "I don't know," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I just...I don't know why I did it."

Waluigi's heart sank. He had hoped that Luigi would have a reason, a reason that would make sense of the confusing and unexpected kiss. But instead, he was left with more questions than answers.

He took a step forward, his hand reaching out to touch Luigi's arm. "Luigi, I..." He hesitated, trying to find the right words. "I...I like you."

Luigi's head snapped up, his eyes meeting Waluigi's. For a moment, there was silence, as if time had stopped. Waluigi could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his breath catching in his lungs.

Finally, Luigi spoke, his voice quiet but clear. "I like you too, Waluigi."

Waluigi felt a weight lift off his shoulders, a sense of relief washing over him. He had finally said what he had been feeling for so long, and Luigi had responded in kind. He felt a warmth spreading through his body, a sense of happiness and contentment he had never experienced before.

Waluigi took a step closer to luigi, wanting to end with what had started all of this. 

As they grew closer and closer, Wario yelled

"WALUIGI!! AREN'T YOU COMING?! I'M STARVING!" 

Waluigi backed off and stared at luigi. He pulled out a beautiful red rose and handed it to luigi before running off to catch up to Wario. Wario the fatass. 

Um that's it. That's all that I'm gonna write. I'm gonna play Mario Kart with Harold now... I HOPE HE DOESN'T SEE THIS <\3