Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ You Can't Destroy Evil ❯ angel4 ( Chapter 4 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

You Can't Destroy Evil

by Dragondreamer, Yami Dragon and MJ Evildoer

Disclaimer: We don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! If we did, we would be using Bakura's man eater card to take care of all the annoying people we deal with all day…munch munch

Warning: This story contains shouenen-ai (guy/guy relationships) and yaoi (guys having sex with guys). It also contains coarse language and violence. If you don't like it, or become offended by such things, I suggest you go watch something on CBC, like Coronation Street.

Note: /…/ Bakura's thoughts and mind link to Ryou

//…// Ryou's thoughts and mind link to Bakura

<…> MJ's thoughts

(…) Mokuba's thoughts

[…] Seto's thoughts

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Seto: What took you guys so long to get this chapter done?

DD: You know the drill, job promotions, computer problems, sick kids.

Tristan: You're kid wasn't sick.

YD: No, MJ's was.

Joey: She's got a kid?! You mean, that woman's actually a mother?!

MJ: Hey, someone out there has to produce the Antichrist don't they?

Keith: Sheesh Wheeler! It's not like evil spawns it's self you jerk!

Ryou: Now that's just scary.

Yugi: Yeah. I thought Bakura was the Antichrist.

MJ: Bakura is a puppy dog. My son can do some serious damage.

YD: Too true. I've seen that kid in action.

Seto: I thought Joey was the puppy.

Joey: Bite me Kaiba!

Seto: Don't tempt me puppy.

DD: You're all getting out of hand again! Stop it and let's get to the story!

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Chapter 4

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They were about a half a block away from the park when they heard sirens approaching. Seto increased his pace, leaving Bakura to try and keep up.

Seto didn't have any trouble spotting them, considering Joey was yelling at the top of his lungs for people to stay back. A fairly large crowd had gathered and Yami looked as if he was about to send all of them to the Shadow Realm. Yugi was kneeling next to Tristan, who had Ryou in his arms.

Bakura caught up to him just as he reached the outer edge of the crowd. It was amazing that they managed to shoulder their way through without the spirit killing anyone. The brunette's eyes were locked on his lover as he dropped down next to Tristan, taking the trembling form from him.

"Angel, oh God." He felt more than saw Bakura kneel next to him, reaching out to brush the hair from his hikari's face.

They heard the medics forcing their way through the crowd just as Ryou went into another fit of seizures. Bakura grabbed his legs and held them still while Seto wrapped his arms more securely around him. They were vaguely aware of Yami and Yugi talking to one of the medics as the other came and tried to get a pressure cuff on Ryou.

Tristan and Joey stood at loose ends, wondering what to do with themselves. Tristan dug an elbow into the blonde's ribs, motioning towards where Ryou had dropped his deck. As they stopped to pick the cards up, a glint of silver caught Joey's eye and he reached to pick the object up, only to have Tristan grab his hand.

"Don't touch it!"

"Why not?"

Tristan looked closely, eyes widening when he recognized it as a razor blade, covered in blood. "Oh shit. Pick up the cards Joey, but don't touch it. I'm going to go get Seto."

He crossed over to where the paramedics had managed to get Ryou onto a stretcher after the seizures had stopped again. The tears running down Seto's face made Tristan rethink his plan. He went to Bakura and grabbed his arm.

"Bakura. There's something you need to see." He led the white haired man over to Joey, who had finished picking up Ryou's cards.

Bakura took them, slipping them into his shirt pocket and looked to where Tristan gestured at the grass. Crouching down, chocolate eyes narrowed as he immediately recognized the object. He looked up at the others, who involuntarily took a step back at the look on his face.

"Joey, give me your bandana."

Joey unwrapped the piece of cloth from his wrist and handed it to Bakura. Making sure his fingers were protected, he carefully picked up the razor blade, wrapping it in the bandana. His face flushed with anger as his mind shuffled through the possibilities, landing squarely on the fact that someone had purposely done something to harm his light. Without a word, he rose and ran toward the ambulance, arriving just as Seto was climbing in.

"I'm coming with you." He stated in a no nonsense tone, daring the medic to tell him no.

Seto took his hand as they sat down out of the way, his eyes on Ryou. "Thank you Bakura."

Bakura looked out through the ambulance windows as they pulled away, seeing the others pile into Tristan's car to follow them.

~*~*~*~*~

"Anaphylactic shock." Seto's doctor said.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" Bakura demanded.

"He had an allergic reaction?" Seto asked.

"Yes. It's a good thing he was so close to the hospital. If he had been home, he would have died."

"This wouldn't have happened at home." Bakura said, pulling the bandana wrapped razor blade out of his pocket and handed it to the doctor. "This was on the ground with his deck."

The man carefully unwrapped it, looking shocked at its contents. "We thought the cut on his hand was secondary. I'll have this tested right away."

As he turned to leave, Seto grabbed his arm. "When can I see him?"

"You can all see him now. He's stable. You should be able to take him home in the morning. I'll come see you as soon as I get the results back from this." He held up the blade.

"Thank you." Seto turned and strode to Ryou's room, everyone else forgotten.

When he reached the threshold to the room, he stopped, tears springing to his eyes at the sight of his angel, lying pale and drawn on the bed. He felt a hand slip into his and looked down to see Bakura looking up at him, an unfathomable expression in his dark eyes. He didn't notice the looks passing amongst the others, who had noticed the new closeness between their friend's yami and lover.

Bakura gave the hand in his a squeeze and let go. "It's okay Seto."

The brunette nodded mutely, crossing over to the bed and leaning down to kiss Ryou softly on the lips. Glazed brown eyes opened and Ryou smiled weakly, lifting a hand to touch Seto's face.

"Hello love."

Seto laid his hand over Ryou's. "You gave us quite a scare angel. How do you feel?"

"Tired…sore…what happened to…" Ryou's eyes slid shut and his hand dropped as he suddenly fell back to sleep.

Seto felt a hand on his arm and turned to see that Bakura had pulled a chair up behind him. He sank into it gratefully. Bakura put a hand on his shoulder and stood next to him, staring at his hikari. The others stood on the opposite side of the bed and Joey reached out to touch Ryou's hair.

"Is he going to be okay?" The blonde looked at Seto.

"He'll be fine." Said a voice from the door.

Everyone turned to see a nurse coming in. She walked up to the bed, gently pushing Yugi aside to check the IV in Ryou's arm. She checked his vital signs and smiled at the group as she turned to leave.

"Is there anything I can do for you Mr. Kaiba?"

"No, thank you." Seto whispered, not taking his eyes of Ryou.

"Well, let me know if there's anything you need." She turned to leave, not noticing that Bakura followed her.

"Excuse me." Bakura stopped her as soon as they were out of sight of the room.

"Yes?"

"I need you to tell whoever you need to that we're going to need a security guard until we can get some of Seto's people over here."

"I hardly think that's necessary." She said, her tone completely changing from the one she had addressed Seto with. "And who are you?"

/I will not kill this stupid bitch./ Bakura clenched his jaw. "I'm his brother. Now, I suggest you get someone here now."

"We don't have the people." She put her hands on her hips, practically glaring at him. "Even for Seto Kaiba's boyfriend."

Bakura was just about to reach out and grab her by the throat when he saw Seto's doctor coming down the hall. "Bakura!"

"Dr. Sterling." Bakura turned from the woman who didn't even realize how close she had come. "I have reason to believe that Ryou was attacked."

"I agree." He turned to the nurse. "Do as he says."

"But Doctor…"

Bakura snarled, taking a step towards her. "Now!" He watched the nurse run off down the hall.

"What do you know Bakura?"

"Nothing really. It just seems suspicious. It's…I don't know."

"We need to talk to Seto." The doctor led the way back to the room.

~*~*~*~*~

Keith pulled out his cell phone and quickly dialed, keeping an eye on the hospital room door.

"They're all here, looks like a fucking boy scout meeting."

MJ smiled and looked up at the house, Bakura's house.

"Keep an eye on them Keith, I have some work to do."

"Lucky me." He whined, setting MJ's nerves on end

"You know I will reward all your hard work Keith." She purred into the phone.

"Well, since you put it that way babe, maybe you'd better hurry along. I got some ideas I want to try."

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MJ wandered through Bakura's bedroom and allowed herself some time to take in her surroundings. There was a time when she could have come here freely and not like a common criminal, forced to break in.

She picked up one of his shirts from the floor where it had been tossed carelessly and put it to her face, inhaling his scent. She could feel her skin prickle with the force of desire that ran through her like an electric current. Dropping the shirt she went over to the chest of drawers where she knew he kept his prized possessions.

There, carefully encased in the top drawer, was his knife collection. With the care that one would normally afford to picking out a precious gem, she trailed her fingers along the cold, sleek blades, thrilling at their touch, aware each knife edge was razor sharp and able to inflict a deadly cut if she was not careful. Satisfied she withdrew the knife that she knew would be instantly recognizable to Bakura, as she herself had given it to him. The knife, originally given as a gift of love, would now be used to inflict a never healing wound, but not to Bakura, this pain would belong to Kaiba.

Turning, she headed out of the room to make her exit, when her eyes were drawn to a picture that was placed on the table beside his bed. A photograph of Bakura and the weakling. MJ closed her eyes and felt her blood boiling beneath the surface of her skin like an uncontrolled lava flow. She grit her teeth and held back the scream that ate at her insides, demanding to be free. Unable to fight the rage she gave into the red haze that clouded her vision and stabbed viciously at the photo. Glass shards flew from the frame that she brutally smashed and cut into her skin, bringing her back to her senses.

<Damn, I guess there's no way to hide this one!>

With a shrug she left the massacred picture and headed out the door, her treasure carefully concealed in her purse.

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"You're kidding." Tristan said. He seemed to be the only one left in the room who hadn't lost the power of speech.

"I wish I was." Dr. Sterling answered. "It's an extremely potent drug, a lot like LSD."

Seto was staring at him, shaking his head. "But…"

"Seto, I think you need to consider that this was an attack on Ryou. It was too deliberate. And if whoever did it knew anything about his intolerance to medications and the like, I would have to say they were trying to do him some serious damage."

Bakura growled low in his throat. "Are there any fingerprints on it?"

"I can send it to the police if you wish."

"Do it. And when I find out who dared try to harm my light…" The look in his eyes plainly said that person would die a slow, horrible death.

Joey shivered and stepped closer to Tristan. Bakura really scared the hell out of him sometimes.

"I'll leave you for now." The doctor said, leaving the room. "Page me if you need anything."

Seto looked up at Bakura, his face pale and his eyes filled with pain. "Why?"

"That's what I'm going to find out." Bakura's gaze softened and he brushed Seto's hair from his eyes. "I promise."

Yami and Yugi looked at each other nervously, wondering just what was going on between the two and if Ryou was aware of it. Neither one of them wanted to see their friend caused any more pain.

"I…" Seto leaned against Bakura. "Oh God…Mokuba…"

"We'll go get him." Tristan tugged on Joey's arm. "We'll bring him back here for you, okay?"

Seto didn't seem to hear him as he wrapped his arms around Bakura, burying his face in the other's stomach, breaking down. Bakura put his arms around the brunette, making soothing noises and shooting a glare at Yami, daring his fellow spirit to say anything.

Joey and Tristan looked at Yugi, who just shrugged. "Go get Mokuba."

~*~*~*~*~

MJ sat, glaring at the computer screen.

She had fully expected to arrive back from Bakura's to find Mokuba already waiting, ready to spill his pathetic heart out.

At least it was quiet. Keith was still at the hospital. He may serve his purposes, but she was getting increasingly annoyed with his stupidity. She longed to just cut the dimwit's throat and get it over with. He was nothing compared to Bakura.

She tensed as she felt arms wrap around her and Keith bent to kiss her. She had been so preoccupied that she hadn't even heard him come in.

"Hello baby." Keith bit her neck.

MJ reached her hand back, as if to hug him, and grabbed him by the back of the head, yanking his hair. "Get off me!"

Keith backed off. "What's your fucking problem?!"

MJ was suddenly in front of him, a small, pointed knife in her hand. She pressed the tip lightly under Keith's chin, grinning maliciously. A small bead of blood appeared on the tip, trickling down the blade.

Keith's breath caught as she removed it and leaned forward, her tongue snaking out to lick the crimson droplets from his skin. He moaned as she lifted the knife and licked his blood from the blade.

"MJ…" He groaned, reaching for her.

She backed away from him, smiling as she heard the laptop chime, indicating that Mokuba had come on line.

"No time to play now Keith. I have work to do."

She smirked to herself as she heard him growl with frustration. She sat down at the desk. Sure enough, the young Kaiba was looking to talk to her. She focused her attention on the screen, Keith completely forgotten.

Little Blue Eyes: Hitotsu-me? Do you have a few minutes? I really need to talk to you

Hitotsu-Me: Little Blue Eyes…is there something wrong?

Little Blue Eyes: Oh God! I got into a huge fight with Angel. But that's not the worst. I found my brother with someone else!

<Well, well, Kaiba, I didn't think you had it in you, cheating on your whore!>

Hitotsu-Me: That's terrible, you must feel awful! Did you know the other person?

Little Blue Eyes: Yes. It was Angel's friend. I told you about him. I found them kissing. I can't believe my brother would do that! I know he loves Angel. Why would he do that? And with Angel's friend!

Keith stood behind MJ rubbing her shoulders. "Who is this Angel that the kid keeps talking about anyway?"

MJ smiled "That Angel is our target, the weakling, and there is no doubt in my mind as to who his friend is."

<Bakura!! So Kaiba, you want to take him away from me too!!>

Hitotsu-Me: Sometimes people do things that they shouldn't but don't realize that they are hurting other people. It sounds like your brother is being a little too selfish to me. I'm sorry Little Blue Eyes, you deserve so much better than this. I wish I could be there for you

Little Blue Eyes: I just can't believe it! What am I going to do? I wish you were here. I'm so alone. I can't go to any of my other friends about this. After the fight I had with Angel, they'd probably think I was lying. And I feel like I can't trust my brother anymore.

Keith chuckled. "Man! Is this kid pathetic…I almost feel sorry for him, NOT!"

MJ rubbed her face against his hand in thought. <This is it! The perfect opportunity!>

Hitotsu-Me: I can't stand knowing you are in pain and all alone. Maybe we can meet, I only live just outside Domino City not far from you. Could you slip away?

Little Blue Eyes: I don't know. I had a hard enough time getting out of the house this morning without a bodyguard. But I can try. I really want to see you in person. I feel like you're the only one who understands. When could we meet?

Hitotsu-Me: How about I give you my cell phone number and you can call me when ever you think you can get free, I can't wait to see you.

Little Blue Eyes: Really? You'd do that for me? But what if my brother finds out? I'm afraid of what he'd do to you.

Hitotsu-Me: I think it is time for your brother to let you live your own life. Does he ask your permission about who he can have for a friend? If he cares about you at all he will understand that your life can't revolve around him. Plus, I don't care what he does to me, you are all that is important.

Keith covered his eyes with his hands and groaned. "This is way too sappy! I think I'm gonna puke!"

"Remember the saying Keith, you catch more flies with honey." She grabbed his shirt and yanked him down to face level. "Except in your case." She kissed him roughly.

Little Blue Eyes: You're right I guess. So, I can call you anytime? It might have to be on short notice if I have to sneak out of the house.

Hitotsu-Me: Of course! I work at home, so I can make my own hours. Anytime you need me, just call and I promise I will be there right away. You can depend on me Little Blue Eyes, I will never let you down.

Hitotsu-Me: Here's my number 555-2298. Don't worry, I'm sure things will be okay, plus I'll be there for you.

Little Blue Eyes: Thanks! I'll call you. I have to go, someone's calling me. Bye! And thanks again!

MJ stood up and walked over to Keith.

"Well, I feel like celebrating a little bit!"

Keith smirked and pulled her closer, "What did you have in mind?"

"Just shut up and take off your clothes!"

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Tristan didn't even stop to knock. He threw open the door and ran inside, Joey at his heels.

"Mokuba!" Joey yelled. "Mokuba! Where are you?!"

"Now see here!" Collins grabbed Joey's arm. "You can't just come barging in here."

"Let go of me old man." Joey yanked his arm away, glaring.

"Boys? What's going on?" Rose came into the foyer, a concerned look in her eyes.

"It's Ryou." Tristan said. "He's in the hospital. We came to get Mokuba."

"He's in his room Joey." Rose said, steadying herself on the small table against the wall. "Please Tristan. What happened?"

"We're not sure. He cut himself. Someone put a razor blade in his dueling deck. There was some sort of drug on it. He had an allergic reaction to it."

"Is he going to be alright?" Collins asked.

"The doctor says so."

"Collins, please get a maid to pack a bag for Master Kaiba." Rose said to the butler. "I'm sure he'll be staying at the hospital."

After Collins left, Rose turned to Tristan, tears in her eyes. "Is he okay?"

"I don't know." The brunette replied, knowing she wasn't talking about Ryou. "He broke down as Joey and I were leaving."

"What about Bakura?"

"He's with him." He was about to ask the woman if she knew what was going on with Seto and Bakura when Joey came down over the steps, practically dragging Mokuba.

A maid came up and handed an overnight bag to Tristan.

"What's going on?" Mokuba asked. "Joey said Ryou's in the hospital."

"We'll explain in the car." Tristan turned back to Rose. "We'll call you, okay Rose?"

"Please."

They dragged Mokuba out to the car, anxious to get back to their friend.

~*~*~*~*~

"I should have listened to him." Seto's voice was choked with tears. "He tried to tell me that someone was following him. Every time he left the house he said he felt like he was being watched."

"Seto," Bakura was on his knees next to the brunette's chair, his arms around him. "It's not your fault."

Seto lifted his head from Bakura's shoulder. "Where did everyone go?"

"Joey and Tristan went to get Mokuba and Yugi and the Pharaoh went to get us something to drink."

Tear filled sapphire eyes locked with unreadable brown. "Bakura…I…"

"Hush." Bakura brushed his hair back again. "You couldn't have known. If it's anyone's fault, it's mine. I'm supposed to protect him."

Seto reached for him, tipping his face up and kissing him softly. No words were needed as they sought comfort in each other.

"Seto." Bakura suddenly pulled away and stood up. "We shouldn't be doing this."

"Seto?" Ryou's weak voice came from the bed.

The brunette jumped to his feet and took his lover's hand. "Hey angel. How are you doing?"

"What happened?"

"I'm so sorry angel. I should have listened to you."

"What?" Ryou's eyes went to Bakura. "What happened to me yami?"

"Someone tried to hurt you." Bakura answered bluntly. "They slipped a razor blade coated with drugs onto your deck."

"What?! Why?!"

"I don't know. But I'm going to find out."

"I needed you Bakura. I tried to reach you through our link, but you had me blocked again." Ryou's cheeks flushed as his anger rose. "Why yami? Why do you keep blocking me? Why weren't you there for me when I needed you?!"

"Ryou…I…" Bakura backed away a step. "I'm sorry."

"Sorry doesn't cut it anymore!"

"Ryou, please." Seto tried to calm him. "Don't get upset."

"Don't get upset?! Do you have any idea what it's like Seto?! No, you don't! How could you?! It's like having half your soul ripped from your body!" Ryou burst into tears. "Just leave yami. I can't talk to you right now."

The color drained from Bakura's face at Ryou's onslaught. He looked at Seto, who was gathering the sobbing Ryou into his arms.

"Maybe you'd better leave Bakura."

Bakura nodded numbly and left the room, the weight of his guilt dragging his steps.

~*~*~*~*~

Bakura: Give me one good reason I shouldn't send the three of you to the Shadow Realm.

MJ: Join me in the other room and I will give you at least eight….nine if you are feeling limber.

Ryou: *rolls eyes*

Yami: That's just wrong on so many levels.

YD: *snicker*

MJ: Yami, if I really wanted to I could show you wrong on so many levels*sly wink*

Yami: Not for all the gold in all the tombs in Egypt MJ.

MJ: You know for a guy who lived in a puzzle for several thousand years you are not very adventurous….granny

Yugi: *falls over laughing*

Tristan: *wiping tears from his eyes* Oh gods! That was good!

Yami: It's not funny Ra damn it!

Bakura: Can't you take a joke Pharaoh?

Keith: Man, with hair like that you think he'd have a sense of humour.

MJ: Quick Keith! Give him your bandana before someone puts an eye out!