Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ YIB ❯ Stranger In My Bed ( Chapter 9 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: HikariandYami 
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Suspense | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.21.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 275 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Suspense | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.21.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 275 | Status: Work In Progress
Yuri: WOAH! WOAH! HUGE WARNING THIS CHAPTER!
Yugi: Yes. This chapter contains Yaoi! That’s boy on boy love! You have been warned! If you don’t like then don’t read!
Yami: -watches as small children run away- Enjoy everybody!
Yuri: And by the way, I have a new poll on my homepage! Please vote! :)
…Stranger In My Bed…
The sound of laughter rang throughout the streets as two shadowy figures walked slowly down the sidewalk. It was a beautiful night. Quiet but still slightly chilly. Malik had been grateful when Marik offered him his coat since his sleeveless shirt wasn’t doing much for him.
“That was hilarious! Did you see his face when you drove away in his car? Priceless!” Malik chuckled, clearly amused by the other’s antics.
“Not as funny as when you vandalized that police car and he chased you down the entire block. I thought you were a goner!” Marik mused humorously.
“I would have been if you didn’t throw him off into thinking that you were me! Man, he thought he was losing his mind!” Malik said with a huge grin as he remembered that confused expression on the officer’s face when he and Marik ran in opposite directions.
Marik smiled as well and quickly reached forward when Malik tripped over a small rock. Catching the boy in his arms, Marik smirked at the small blush on Malik’s face.
“Thanks,” Malik muttered, slightly embarrassed as Marik placed him back on his feet. He glanced to the side and realized that they were at his house. Turning back to the other youth, Malik sighed, sad that the night was over. “Well, this is my stop. I haven’t had that much fun in years. Yugi always gets mad when I get into trouble.”
Marik nodded and with a small smile said: “I know how you feel. Kaiba never lets any of us have any fun. Damn prick.”
Malik chuckled at Marik’s remark and then turned back to his house. He couldn’t open the door though. Something was telling him not to. Part of him didn’t want to leave Marik while the other half of him yelled at him for being so foolish. Marik was his target…but if that was all he was, then why did Malik always feel happy when he was around him? Why was it that Marik could always make him laugh or smile? How come every time he was around Marik, he felt complete?
Without thinking of the consequences, Malik scratched the back of his head nervously and glanced at Marik, who looked completely dazed at the moment, as if the older boy was trying to decide on whether to do something or not. Unsure of what exactly to say, Malik stuttered slowly: “Um, Marik…did you, ah wanna…I don’t know…stay the–“
Malik words muffled into incoherent sentences the moment Marik had pressed his lips against his own in a bruising kiss. A huge red flag instantly went up in Malik’s mind but he paid it no mind. He knew this was wrong, getting involved with a target and all, but at this moment, he didn’t give a damn.
Wrapping one arm around Marik’s neck to deepen the kiss, he used his other hand to fumble with the keys and unlock his door. The couple nearly fell on the floor when the door was pushed open and Marik immediately kicked the front door close with his front and pinned Malik against the wall.
Malik moaned into the kiss as Marik’s hand traveled the length of his body. As the need for air became necessary, Marik parted from the smaller youth and anxiously ripped off his purple shirt, after which, Malik took Marik’s shirt off by pulling it over his head. Both pairs of hands roamed the newly exposed skin freely.
Pulling the other into another passionate kiss, Malik let his hands rest on the buckle of Marik’s belt before taking it off completely. It wasn’t long before they made their way to Malik’s bedroom and Marik roughly pushed the other back onto the blankets before positioning himself on top of him.
It wasn’t long before both of them were completely stripped of their clothing and both of them were panting heavily in desire and lust. Malik instinctively reached over to his nightstand and pulled out a small bottle of lubrication. Marik took the hint and, kissing the other teasingly, took the bottle from the other and poured it onto his fingers on his right hand.
Positioning his fingers at Malik’s entrance, Marik kissed the boy beneath him roughly and let one slick finger enter him. Malik squirmed at the odd feeling but Marik kept him still by pressing his other hand on his chest before letting another finger inside of the lavender-eyed assassin.
Malik winced at the sudden pressure inside of him but didn’t move as much as Marik continued to flower him with reassuring kisses. After Malik adjusted to the weird feeling, Marik began to spread his two fingers in a scissor like motion and Malik couldn’t help but yelp out in pain.
“Shhh,” Marik hushed soothingly as he continued his assault on Malik’s body. Biting his lips to keep from yelling out again, Malik let Marik slide in a third finger and this time it didn’t hurt so bad. It actually felt good as Marik repeatedly pushed his fingers in and out of his entrance. Malik moaned as the movement sent lust-filled sensations down his spine. He frowned when the fingers left his body but screamed out as they were replaced by Marik’s hard member.
The pain was horrible and it sent violent shocks throughout Malik’s body as he was stretched beyond his imagination. Marik tightened his grasp around the blankets as he forced himself not to pound into Malik as hard as he could. He needed to let Malik adjust but the tightness that surrounded him was telling him otherwise. After a minute or two, Malik nodded his head, signaling Marik to continue.
Marik didn’t need anymore persuasion as he slowly thrusted himself into the boy beneath him. At first, it hurt Malik to have the large member push in and out of him but after Marik had found his sweet spot, it was all over.
Malik yelled out in pure pleasure as Marik’s thrusts became faster and every time Marik forced himself inside of him, he had managed to hit his spot over and over again. Malik felt the pleasure building inside of him and it was driving him near insanity.
“Faster…” Malik whispered huskily and Marik complied immediately as he pounded into Malik’s smaller body repeatedly. Malik felt his eyes roll back in his head and his body shook with pleasurable sensations. In that moment, he couldn’t hold back any longer and finally reaching his climax, Malik yelled out Marik’s name and released his seed onto Marik’s stomach.
Marik’s senses went wild when he felt the boy beneath him climax, and hearing Malik scream his name, along with the intensity of his thrusts and the tightness of Malik’s once virgin body, Marik released his seed deep inside Malik and immediately fell onto the body beneath him.
Both laid there motionless as they slowly began to regain their senses. They let their panting and heartbeats slow and after another minute or so, Marik rolled over onto the bed and pulled Malik to his chest. Malik sighed as he laid his head on Marik’s chest and pulled the blankets over their naked bodies.
For a second, Malik had regretted what had happened. How could he betray his agency like this? He would get killed if they had found out about this. Marik was his target. That’s all he was supposed to be.
Malik looked up when he felt eyes on his form and his eyes met with dark purple ones that held so much emotion that Malik couldn’t even decipher it. But at the moment when he had looked up into those eyes that belonged to the man he had just given his innocence to, he knew.
He was in love. And there was nothing he could do about it.
Marik was at lost for words. He didn’t know what to say to the boy who he had just made love to. What could he say? No words could describe what he was feeling right now. Hell, he didn’t even know what he was feeling. That was until Malik looked up at him. When he saw that beautiful lavender, he realized something that shocked him.
He loved Malik. He loved him like none before.
And if anyone had a problem with it…then they could go to hell. Screw the YIB. He had what he wanted now and he was going to fight for it. Marik reached down and placed a soft kiss on Malik’s lips.
“Goodnight Malik,” Marik yawned as he pulled Malik closer to him.
“Goodnight Marik,” Malik whispered, snuggling into the other’s warmth. If only he could stay like this forever.
If only life was that easy…
…
“You know something and I want to know what!” Bakura yelled furiously as he paced Ryou’s kitchen much to the latter’s dismay. Bakura just had to follow him home, huh?
“I already told you, I don’t know what you’re talking about! Off your medication again are we?” Ryou responded in defiance and in a moment, Bakura had a knife up to Ryou’s neck.
“Watch it, Ryou. Do not think that I’ll let you talk to me like that. I am not one to be played with,” Bakura threatened, removing the knife from Ryou’s neck.
“That’s for sure,” Ryou muttered under his breath. He was so sick of Bakura’s threats. Hell, he might not look like it but he wasn’t someone to be played with either. Ryou looked up to see Bakura glaring at him and, at that moment, he snapped.
“Don’t play dumb with me Bakura! I know you know what I know!” Ryou said angrily.
“What the fuck did you just say!?” Bakura spat angrily. But, no, really, what did he just say?
“You’re so damn difficult Bakura!” Ryou snapped storming out of the kitchen into the dining room.
“Me? Well at least I’m not annoying!?” Bakura yelled following Ryou out of the kitchen.
Ryou turned on his heel and narrowed his eyes. “I’m not annoying!”
“I’m not annoying!” Bakura mimicked.
“Oh that’s real mature! I swear, why ever the YIB hired you–“
Ryou immediately covered his mouth with his hand but it was already too late. Bakura smirked victoriously. “I knew it.”
Walking up to the other, Bakura pushed Ryou back into a chair. “Talk.”
“About what? I was ordered to kill you just like you were ordered to kill me!” Ryou explained.
“Why though? The HIB only kills those who have done some heinous crime in the past,” Bakura said.
Ryou sighed in an annoyed fashion. “Um...hello! You’re a blood-thirsty killer who murders people for money and power! You’re the definition of what kind of people we kill.”
“But that’s the thing! I’ve never done anything as Bakura the student, only as Bakura the YIB operative. Wouldn’t that mean that your leader would have to know that I was a member of YIB?”
Ryou’s eyes widened in realization. No, it couldn’t be. They couldn’t have. Why would they do such a thing? “I never realized that…” Ryou said softly.
“We shouldn’t be after each other,” Bakura said logically.
“No we shouldn’t,” Ryou agreed.
“But this doesn’t make us friends either,” Bakura added.
Ryou scoffed. “I don’t give a bloody damn.”
“You and that mouth of yours! I swear–”
“You would have done it already,” Ryou said and then a thought suddenly came to him. Bakura knew who he was but hadn’t done anything about it. Why not? Ryou had known his reasons for not doing anything but surely Bakura couldn’t feel the same way…could he? “Why haven’t you? Why haven’t you killed me already?” Ryou inquired curiously.
“Because,” Bakura said darkly.
“Because why?” Ryou pried.
“Because I can’t!” Bakura yelled and suddenly the whole room came to a complete halt. After a few moments, Ryou got up from the chair and reached out for Bakura’s arm.
“Bakura…”
“Don’t touch me!” the older yelled tearing Ryou’s hand away from his arm.
Ryou eyes immediately brimmed with tears. “So what? You’re just going to push me away?”
“Its better this way,” Bakura assured.
“Better for who? For me? Or for you?” Ryou spat.
“Stop being so damn stubborn!” Bakura said angrily.
“You’re the one being stubborn you baka!” Ryou cried.
“Ryou this isn’t the time for this. We have to take care of business first.”
“Then what Bakura? We never see each other again?” Ryou asked sadly.
There were a few moments of silence before Bakura responded. “Yes.”
Ryou couldn’t believe his ears. Anger along with sadness filled his heart. He had no control of what he said next. “Fine then. Fuck you too! I can’t believe you! I love you and if that doesn’t mean anything to you then I’m glad we’ll never see each again!”
Ryou turned to leave before a hand snatched his arm and turned him back around. “Don’t you dare walk out on me!” Bakura yelled.
“Try and stop me!” Ryou said, ripping his arm out of Bakura’s grip.
“Ryou, I do love you but that doesn’t change the situation we’re in,” Bakura said forcing the smaller youth to look at him. “So no matter what happens, I don’t want you to come back for me! Do you understand me?”
Ryou glared at Bakura through tears but didn’t respond.
“Do you understand?!” Bakura repeated dangerously.
“Okay!” Ryou said angrily, pushing Bakura off of him and running up the stairs. The next thing Bakura heard was a loud slam.
Bakura sighed as he ran his fingers through his hair. “I’m sorry Ryou but I can’t let you get hurt. It’s better this way.”
…
Yami sighed when Marik’s voicemail came on again. He had been trying to get in touch with him for the past twenty minutes and he was starting to become furious. Yami waited for the annoying beep that signaled for him to begin his message and once he heard it, he went off. “Marik, I don’t know where the fuck you are but I swear if you’re not dead, I’m going to kill you. We have an urgent mission and Pegasus wants us all to retrieve an item from a museum. Kaiba and I are already here but I can’t get in touch with you or Bakura. I want a call as soon as you get this! Ra help you both when I get my hands on you two!”
Yami snapped the phone closed angrily and looked to his right. “Damn those two.”
Kaiba nodded and watched as Yami exited the car. “You’re not going to go in there yourself, are you?”
“I just want to get this over with. I’ll be back soon,” Yami said. “Did you disable the alarm?”
Kaiba nodded and Yami quickly disappeared into the museum. The brunet groaned as he set the car in park. Hopefully, Yami wouldn’t get himself in trouble like he usually did.
…
Yugi sighed in defeat as he glanced over to see Jou shrugging his shoulders. “I can’t get in touch with either of them. It looks like it’s just going to be you and me tonight.”
Yugi sighed again. “Mai was very insistent on all four of us being there.”
Jou waved his hand. “She’ll get over it. As long as we get the job done. I mean, all we have to do is steal a necklace. It doesn’t take all four of us to do that. You and I will just split up so we can find it faster then we’ll leave.”
“Alright,” Yugi agreed. He put on his hat followed by his sunglasses, then turned to Jou to see him doing the same thing.
“Be careful,” Yugi warned.
“Aren’t I always?” Jou mused and Yugi just rolled his eyes in response.
….
After disposing of two guards, Yami tiptoed through the large exhibit room quietly. He came to a stop when he reached a glass box that encircled what looked like a golden necklace. Taking out his tools, Yami carved a circle in the glass box and took out some mirrors that reflected the lasers surrounding the necklace. With a quick movement, Yami reached into the container and snatched the item up before throwing it into his pocket carefully.
“Well, that was easy,” Yami said aloud as he began to exit the exhibit room.
“One more step and you die.”
Yami froze the moment the barrel of a gun was pressed against the back of his head.
“I’ve been waiting to do this for a long time,” the man behind him said with a smirk.
“Let’s not do something stupid,” Yami warned cautiously. He couldn’t help but feel like he recognized the voice. “If you pull that trigger, you are signing your death wish.”
“Shut the hell up! I can’t wait to get rid off you, Atemu! Violet will be so much better off!
‘Violet?’ Yami thought with wide eyes. ‘Yugi? He works with Yugi? Then does that mean that–oh my god, it’s Jou!’
Yami opened his mouth. For a moment he was reconsidering telling Jou who he really was on the account that Jou would probably still shoot him anyways. He’d actually probably be happier to pull the trigger if he found out his real identity.
“I wouldn’t do that it I were you,” a deep voice spat from behind Jou and the blonde assassin yelped in surprise when he felt a gun placed against his head as well. Yami’s eyes widened in fear as he recognized the voice to be Kaiba’s. In that moment, a thought flashed through Yami’s mind that drove the crimson-eyed assassin to absolute panic.
Oh god. Kaiba’s going to shoot Jou.
“No, Dragon! Wait!” Yami shouted but it was already too late. The sound of a gun went off and rang painfully in the ears of the three occupants in the dark room. Everyone stood motionless, holding on to their breath in fear and apprehension as they all waited for the mind-numbing pain; no one sure if they were the one who had gotten shot.
…TBC…
Yuri: -sighs- Overkill on the cliffhangers huh? Sorry about that but it needed to be ended there. Anyways I know this chapter is a little confusing but I promise you guys will understand in the next chapter. Please Review! Pretty Please! See you guys soon!
Yugi: Yes. This chapter contains Yaoi! That’s boy on boy love! You have been warned! If you don’t like then don’t read!
Yami: -watches as small children run away- Enjoy everybody!
Yuri: And by the way, I have a new poll on my homepage! Please vote! :)
…Stranger In My Bed…
The sound of laughter rang throughout the streets as two shadowy figures walked slowly down the sidewalk. It was a beautiful night. Quiet but still slightly chilly. Malik had been grateful when Marik offered him his coat since his sleeveless shirt wasn’t doing much for him.
“That was hilarious! Did you see his face when you drove away in his car? Priceless!” Malik chuckled, clearly amused by the other’s antics.
“Not as funny as when you vandalized that police car and he chased you down the entire block. I thought you were a goner!” Marik mused humorously.
“I would have been if you didn’t throw him off into thinking that you were me! Man, he thought he was losing his mind!” Malik said with a huge grin as he remembered that confused expression on the officer’s face when he and Marik ran in opposite directions.
Marik smiled as well and quickly reached forward when Malik tripped over a small rock. Catching the boy in his arms, Marik smirked at the small blush on Malik’s face.
“Thanks,” Malik muttered, slightly embarrassed as Marik placed him back on his feet. He glanced to the side and realized that they were at his house. Turning back to the other youth, Malik sighed, sad that the night was over. “Well, this is my stop. I haven’t had that much fun in years. Yugi always gets mad when I get into trouble.”
Marik nodded and with a small smile said: “I know how you feel. Kaiba never lets any of us have any fun. Damn prick.”
Malik chuckled at Marik’s remark and then turned back to his house. He couldn’t open the door though. Something was telling him not to. Part of him didn’t want to leave Marik while the other half of him yelled at him for being so foolish. Marik was his target…but if that was all he was, then why did Malik always feel happy when he was around him? Why was it that Marik could always make him laugh or smile? How come every time he was around Marik, he felt complete?
Without thinking of the consequences, Malik scratched the back of his head nervously and glanced at Marik, who looked completely dazed at the moment, as if the older boy was trying to decide on whether to do something or not. Unsure of what exactly to say, Malik stuttered slowly: “Um, Marik…did you, ah wanna…I don’t know…stay the–“
Malik words muffled into incoherent sentences the moment Marik had pressed his lips against his own in a bruising kiss. A huge red flag instantly went up in Malik’s mind but he paid it no mind. He knew this was wrong, getting involved with a target and all, but at this moment, he didn’t give a damn.
Wrapping one arm around Marik’s neck to deepen the kiss, he used his other hand to fumble with the keys and unlock his door. The couple nearly fell on the floor when the door was pushed open and Marik immediately kicked the front door close with his front and pinned Malik against the wall.
Malik moaned into the kiss as Marik’s hand traveled the length of his body. As the need for air became necessary, Marik parted from the smaller youth and anxiously ripped off his purple shirt, after which, Malik took Marik’s shirt off by pulling it over his head. Both pairs of hands roamed the newly exposed skin freely.
Pulling the other into another passionate kiss, Malik let his hands rest on the buckle of Marik’s belt before taking it off completely. It wasn’t long before they made their way to Malik’s bedroom and Marik roughly pushed the other back onto the blankets before positioning himself on top of him.
It wasn’t long before both of them were completely stripped of their clothing and both of them were panting heavily in desire and lust. Malik instinctively reached over to his nightstand and pulled out a small bottle of lubrication. Marik took the hint and, kissing the other teasingly, took the bottle from the other and poured it onto his fingers on his right hand.
Positioning his fingers at Malik’s entrance, Marik kissed the boy beneath him roughly and let one slick finger enter him. Malik squirmed at the odd feeling but Marik kept him still by pressing his other hand on his chest before letting another finger inside of the lavender-eyed assassin.
Malik winced at the sudden pressure inside of him but didn’t move as much as Marik continued to flower him with reassuring kisses. After Malik adjusted to the weird feeling, Marik began to spread his two fingers in a scissor like motion and Malik couldn’t help but yelp out in pain.
“Shhh,” Marik hushed soothingly as he continued his assault on Malik’s body. Biting his lips to keep from yelling out again, Malik let Marik slide in a third finger and this time it didn’t hurt so bad. It actually felt good as Marik repeatedly pushed his fingers in and out of his entrance. Malik moaned as the movement sent lust-filled sensations down his spine. He frowned when the fingers left his body but screamed out as they were replaced by Marik’s hard member.
The pain was horrible and it sent violent shocks throughout Malik’s body as he was stretched beyond his imagination. Marik tightened his grasp around the blankets as he forced himself not to pound into Malik as hard as he could. He needed to let Malik adjust but the tightness that surrounded him was telling him otherwise. After a minute or two, Malik nodded his head, signaling Marik to continue.
Marik didn’t need anymore persuasion as he slowly thrusted himself into the boy beneath him. At first, it hurt Malik to have the large member push in and out of him but after Marik had found his sweet spot, it was all over.
Malik yelled out in pure pleasure as Marik’s thrusts became faster and every time Marik forced himself inside of him, he had managed to hit his spot over and over again. Malik felt the pleasure building inside of him and it was driving him near insanity.
“Faster…” Malik whispered huskily and Marik complied immediately as he pounded into Malik’s smaller body repeatedly. Malik felt his eyes roll back in his head and his body shook with pleasurable sensations. In that moment, he couldn’t hold back any longer and finally reaching his climax, Malik yelled out Marik’s name and released his seed onto Marik’s stomach.
Marik’s senses went wild when he felt the boy beneath him climax, and hearing Malik scream his name, along with the intensity of his thrusts and the tightness of Malik’s once virgin body, Marik released his seed deep inside Malik and immediately fell onto the body beneath him.
Both laid there motionless as they slowly began to regain their senses. They let their panting and heartbeats slow and after another minute or so, Marik rolled over onto the bed and pulled Malik to his chest. Malik sighed as he laid his head on Marik’s chest and pulled the blankets over their naked bodies.
For a second, Malik had regretted what had happened. How could he betray his agency like this? He would get killed if they had found out about this. Marik was his target. That’s all he was supposed to be.
Malik looked up when he felt eyes on his form and his eyes met with dark purple ones that held so much emotion that Malik couldn’t even decipher it. But at the moment when he had looked up into those eyes that belonged to the man he had just given his innocence to, he knew.
He was in love. And there was nothing he could do about it.
Marik was at lost for words. He didn’t know what to say to the boy who he had just made love to. What could he say? No words could describe what he was feeling right now. Hell, he didn’t even know what he was feeling. That was until Malik looked up at him. When he saw that beautiful lavender, he realized something that shocked him.
He loved Malik. He loved him like none before.
And if anyone had a problem with it…then they could go to hell. Screw the YIB. He had what he wanted now and he was going to fight for it. Marik reached down and placed a soft kiss on Malik’s lips.
“Goodnight Malik,” Marik yawned as he pulled Malik closer to him.
“Goodnight Marik,” Malik whispered, snuggling into the other’s warmth. If only he could stay like this forever.
If only life was that easy…
…
“You know something and I want to know what!” Bakura yelled furiously as he paced Ryou’s kitchen much to the latter’s dismay. Bakura just had to follow him home, huh?
“I already told you, I don’t know what you’re talking about! Off your medication again are we?” Ryou responded in defiance and in a moment, Bakura had a knife up to Ryou’s neck.
“Watch it, Ryou. Do not think that I’ll let you talk to me like that. I am not one to be played with,” Bakura threatened, removing the knife from Ryou’s neck.
“That’s for sure,” Ryou muttered under his breath. He was so sick of Bakura’s threats. Hell, he might not look like it but he wasn’t someone to be played with either. Ryou looked up to see Bakura glaring at him and, at that moment, he snapped.
“Don’t play dumb with me Bakura! I know you know what I know!” Ryou said angrily.
“What the fuck did you just say!?” Bakura spat angrily. But, no, really, what did he just say?
“You’re so damn difficult Bakura!” Ryou snapped storming out of the kitchen into the dining room.
“Me? Well at least I’m not annoying!?” Bakura yelled following Ryou out of the kitchen.
Ryou turned on his heel and narrowed his eyes. “I’m not annoying!”
“I’m not annoying!” Bakura mimicked.
“Oh that’s real mature! I swear, why ever the YIB hired you–“
Ryou immediately covered his mouth with his hand but it was already too late. Bakura smirked victoriously. “I knew it.”
Walking up to the other, Bakura pushed Ryou back into a chair. “Talk.”
“About what? I was ordered to kill you just like you were ordered to kill me!” Ryou explained.
“Why though? The HIB only kills those who have done some heinous crime in the past,” Bakura said.
Ryou sighed in an annoyed fashion. “Um...hello! You’re a blood-thirsty killer who murders people for money and power! You’re the definition of what kind of people we kill.”
“But that’s the thing! I’ve never done anything as Bakura the student, only as Bakura the YIB operative. Wouldn’t that mean that your leader would have to know that I was a member of YIB?”
Ryou’s eyes widened in realization. No, it couldn’t be. They couldn’t have. Why would they do such a thing? “I never realized that…” Ryou said softly.
“We shouldn’t be after each other,” Bakura said logically.
“No we shouldn’t,” Ryou agreed.
“But this doesn’t make us friends either,” Bakura added.
Ryou scoffed. “I don’t give a bloody damn.”
“You and that mouth of yours! I swear–”
“You would have done it already,” Ryou said and then a thought suddenly came to him. Bakura knew who he was but hadn’t done anything about it. Why not? Ryou had known his reasons for not doing anything but surely Bakura couldn’t feel the same way…could he? “Why haven’t you? Why haven’t you killed me already?” Ryou inquired curiously.
“Because,” Bakura said darkly.
“Because why?” Ryou pried.
“Because I can’t!” Bakura yelled and suddenly the whole room came to a complete halt. After a few moments, Ryou got up from the chair and reached out for Bakura’s arm.
“Bakura…”
“Don’t touch me!” the older yelled tearing Ryou’s hand away from his arm.
Ryou eyes immediately brimmed with tears. “So what? You’re just going to push me away?”
“Its better this way,” Bakura assured.
“Better for who? For me? Or for you?” Ryou spat.
“Stop being so damn stubborn!” Bakura said angrily.
“You’re the one being stubborn you baka!” Ryou cried.
“Ryou this isn’t the time for this. We have to take care of business first.”
“Then what Bakura? We never see each other again?” Ryou asked sadly.
There were a few moments of silence before Bakura responded. “Yes.”
Ryou couldn’t believe his ears. Anger along with sadness filled his heart. He had no control of what he said next. “Fine then. Fuck you too! I can’t believe you! I love you and if that doesn’t mean anything to you then I’m glad we’ll never see each again!”
Ryou turned to leave before a hand snatched his arm and turned him back around. “Don’t you dare walk out on me!” Bakura yelled.
“Try and stop me!” Ryou said, ripping his arm out of Bakura’s grip.
“Ryou, I do love you but that doesn’t change the situation we’re in,” Bakura said forcing the smaller youth to look at him. “So no matter what happens, I don’t want you to come back for me! Do you understand me?”
Ryou glared at Bakura through tears but didn’t respond.
“Do you understand?!” Bakura repeated dangerously.
“Okay!” Ryou said angrily, pushing Bakura off of him and running up the stairs. The next thing Bakura heard was a loud slam.
Bakura sighed as he ran his fingers through his hair. “I’m sorry Ryou but I can’t let you get hurt. It’s better this way.”
…
Yami sighed when Marik’s voicemail came on again. He had been trying to get in touch with him for the past twenty minutes and he was starting to become furious. Yami waited for the annoying beep that signaled for him to begin his message and once he heard it, he went off. “Marik, I don’t know where the fuck you are but I swear if you’re not dead, I’m going to kill you. We have an urgent mission and Pegasus wants us all to retrieve an item from a museum. Kaiba and I are already here but I can’t get in touch with you or Bakura. I want a call as soon as you get this! Ra help you both when I get my hands on you two!”
Yami snapped the phone closed angrily and looked to his right. “Damn those two.”
Kaiba nodded and watched as Yami exited the car. “You’re not going to go in there yourself, are you?”
“I just want to get this over with. I’ll be back soon,” Yami said. “Did you disable the alarm?”
Kaiba nodded and Yami quickly disappeared into the museum. The brunet groaned as he set the car in park. Hopefully, Yami wouldn’t get himself in trouble like he usually did.
…
Yugi sighed in defeat as he glanced over to see Jou shrugging his shoulders. “I can’t get in touch with either of them. It looks like it’s just going to be you and me tonight.”
Yugi sighed again. “Mai was very insistent on all four of us being there.”
Jou waved his hand. “She’ll get over it. As long as we get the job done. I mean, all we have to do is steal a necklace. It doesn’t take all four of us to do that. You and I will just split up so we can find it faster then we’ll leave.”
“Alright,” Yugi agreed. He put on his hat followed by his sunglasses, then turned to Jou to see him doing the same thing.
“Be careful,” Yugi warned.
“Aren’t I always?” Jou mused and Yugi just rolled his eyes in response.
….
After disposing of two guards, Yami tiptoed through the large exhibit room quietly. He came to a stop when he reached a glass box that encircled what looked like a golden necklace. Taking out his tools, Yami carved a circle in the glass box and took out some mirrors that reflected the lasers surrounding the necklace. With a quick movement, Yami reached into the container and snatched the item up before throwing it into his pocket carefully.
“Well, that was easy,” Yami said aloud as he began to exit the exhibit room.
“One more step and you die.”
Yami froze the moment the barrel of a gun was pressed against the back of his head.
“I’ve been waiting to do this for a long time,” the man behind him said with a smirk.
“Let’s not do something stupid,” Yami warned cautiously. He couldn’t help but feel like he recognized the voice. “If you pull that trigger, you are signing your death wish.”
“Shut the hell up! I can’t wait to get rid off you, Atemu! Violet will be so much better off!
‘Violet?’ Yami thought with wide eyes. ‘Yugi? He works with Yugi? Then does that mean that–oh my god, it’s Jou!’
Yami opened his mouth. For a moment he was reconsidering telling Jou who he really was on the account that Jou would probably still shoot him anyways. He’d actually probably be happier to pull the trigger if he found out his real identity.
“I wouldn’t do that it I were you,” a deep voice spat from behind Jou and the blonde assassin yelped in surprise when he felt a gun placed against his head as well. Yami’s eyes widened in fear as he recognized the voice to be Kaiba’s. In that moment, a thought flashed through Yami’s mind that drove the crimson-eyed assassin to absolute panic.
Oh god. Kaiba’s going to shoot Jou.
“No, Dragon! Wait!” Yami shouted but it was already too late. The sound of a gun went off and rang painfully in the ears of the three occupants in the dark room. Everyone stood motionless, holding on to their breath in fear and apprehension as they all waited for the mind-numbing pain; no one sure if they were the one who had gotten shot.
…TBC…
Yuri: -sighs- Overkill on the cliffhangers huh? Sorry about that but it needed to be ended there. Anyways I know this chapter is a little confusing but I promise you guys will understand in the next chapter. Please Review! Pretty Please! See you guys soon!