Angel's May Cry

Me: ok here is my story it has yaio. And it has bi. And it has hetro. But mostly yaio! and it's been edited

Disclaimer: I do not own yugioh or any of its characters. If I did I wouldn't be writing this story now would I. But I do own this story. So no takey.

Warning: this contains blood, guts, yaio, bad language and the gore is edited. Anzu bashing. If u have a problem with this sort of thing I suggest u don't read. U have been warned

Chapter 1: Needs of the darkness.

Yami sat in his throne room, starring at the holographic projection of a young boy. Needless to say this boy was perfect. Soft gold bangs framed a cherub face, with a crown of black spiky hair tipped with red. Large, fluffy white wings sprouted from his shoulders. But his most amazing feature perhaps was his large amythest eyes, that seemed to be windows to his soul.

This boy seemed to radiate innocence and all dark beings needed that pure innocent light that flowed from his petite form, especially Yami. Yami would sit for hours just staring at the little one, completely captivated by his beauty. His soldiers and guards seemed afraid to disturb him for fear of death. But Yami either didn't notice or care, his only concern being Yugi. Yami still remembered the first time he had seen his little angel. It had been 10 months ago……..

Flashback

Yami crouched on a roof top, ready to pounce on any unsuspecting creature that crossed his path. As if on cue, a young woman walked cautiously down the ally. A smirk graced his handsome face. This was going to be too easy.

Silently he jumped to the ground of the ally below. The woman kept walking, having not noticed the demon. Yami silently crept closer until he was right behind the woman. She still did not notice him.

"Why are you out here at this time of night, my dear?" He whispered in her ear. The woman let out a small scream of surprise and turned around, her eyes gazing into his fearfully.

"What d-do you w-want with m-me?" she stuttered. Yami gently reached up a hand and placed it on her shoulder. The woman tensed. She didn't trust this man. Her tension only made his smirk wider.

"Why your blood of course," he chuckled. The woman stared at him in horror, unable to move .She knew who this was. This was the Demon King, the one so many feared. Her mind was screaming at her to run but her legs wouldn't obey. They were glued to the spot. Yami gently wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her closer, her neck just next to his mouth. He breathed in her sent. She was young. Between 16-20. 'Not very old but then again young blood always does taste sweeter' he thought.

His fangs slowly bit into her neck, enjoying the scream that bubbled past her lips. Rivets of blood coursed from the wound, flowing down her body. Yami withdrew his fangs and lapped up the blood. Even though he was not a vampire, he still loved the look and taste of blood. A sadistic smirk appeared as his demonic senses kicked in and he decided to play with his victim before he ended her life.

He let go of her and let her body fall to the ground. The woman looked up at him in fear, her eyes widening as she noticed the sadistic smirk. A dark chuckle was heard as he pulled a knife out of his jacket. The woman's fear intensified. What was he going to do with the knife?

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Most humans died almost instantly but not her. She was a fighter. She wouldn't go down as easy as most people because she had something to survive for. Yugi. He was her reason to survive, to fight on. He was her guardian angel but was more like a brother. He may have been her guardian but not even he could have stopped this demon from killing her and most likely would have ended dead as well. That is why she didn't call out to him. To protect him. With her last remaining strength she yelled out to the darkness, "Yugi! My guardian, please hear this. I may die but don't despair. Just live your time with your new charge in happiness! I will miss you Yugi!" slowly she fell into darkness with a peaceful sigh of contentment on her mutilated face.

Yami was shocked to say the least. Why did she even bother to tell, this Yugi, to forget her? Surely she didn't mean she loved him? No. Humans never fell in love with their guardians. Hell, they weren't even supposed to know that they had one. Why had this angel broken the rules and let his presence be known? What secrets do these people hide?

Yami's thoughts were stopped as he felt the presence of an angel approaching. 'This must be Yugi' He thought. Yami sank into the shadows just as an angel landed where he had stood only seconds ago.

The boy was the most enchanting he had ever seen. The resemblance between the two was amazing but instead, the boy had no golden streaks through his hair nor the sharp crimson eyes yami had. His soft amythest eyes were trained on the dead body and his white pants and shirt were stained from its blood. This boy was truly innocent.

The young child fell to his knees next to the dead girl's body, tears streaming down his face as he looked at the mutilated corpse. 'Why? Why did Anzu have to die?' Yugi thought sadly. 'She didn't deserve to die. She was my best friend…my only friend…and I never got to tell her how I felt'

Yami watched the child cry and felt guilt for having killed the girl. The poor child didn't seem to have seen someone die before. No one had ever made him feel regret and guilt and he was truly sorry for what he had done but that passed. What little Yugi said next made his blood boil, all traces of remorse gone.

"I never told you, Anzu, but I always loved you. Now you finally know, may the soul I tried to protect be at peace. I will miss you dear friend." Slowly Yugi leaned forward and gently placed a kiss on the girl's bloody forehead before standing with the body in arms and flying off to give his friend a proper burial.

Yami seethed. How dare that bitch take the boy's heart. Yami punched the wall. 'One day soon, little angel, you will be mine.' Yami regained his former composure and walked off.

End Flashback.

Ever since that day Yami had watched him. But over the months that followed he found he could not take his eyes off the angel. He barely slept or ate and commanded every demon under his command to search for all angels. The only ones left alive where ones his Lieutenants decided to keep. No one had found Yugi yet and Yami was getting frustrated.

The doors to the throne room banged open to reveal a tall brunet with icy blue eyes. His name was Seto and he was a Lieutenant in the Army. Yami gazed at him with a bored look on his face "Yes my old friend?" Yami questioned. He really didn't feel like being told to look after himself better, it was starting to annoy him.

"Yami you look like shit, you know that?" Seto announced. Now normal demons or dark creatures would not dare tell the King of Demons, darkness it's self, that he looked like shit. They would of course have been killed almost immediately if they did but Seto was not just another demon. He was, and always has been, Yami's friend. Only he, Bakura and Marik got away with saying things like that.

Yami simply smiled at his old friend and retorted, "Not as bad as you, Seto. You've been working that slave of yours to hard it seems." He laughed. Seto just smirked and readjusted his trench coat thinking about his blond slave, Jounouchi. This caused Yami to laugh harder.

Once Seto had corrected himself, and Yami had stopped laughing, he got down to the real reason he had come in here. Straightening, he looked up at Yami and spoke. "We all know you have a growing obsession with that guardian angel. You have barely slept for the past10 months." Seto paused letting his words sink in, then continued. "No one has seen your angel as of yet. He is very good at hiding it would appear." He paused again, to aggravate the King even more then he already was. He then proceeded, "However, we have devised a plan to draw him out."

At this last statement Yami's eyes snapped open. After all this time he would finally get to have the angel he craved for? Was this a dream? Yami pinched himself to see if he was dreaming or not. He felt pain. So he was awake and that would mean he could finally have the petite angel he had dreams of.

Seto smirked as he watched his friend's actions. It was quite amusing to watch the greatest, most ruthless king of all time come down to his knee at having the prospect of finally gaining what he had searched so hard for. Clearing his throat he continued, "All we have to do is get the charge out of the way and we can take him." Seto stated.

At this Yami's heart sank. They hadn't found Yugi nor his charge. If they had, Yami would have had him within grasp a long time ago but no one knew who he took care of. "Seto, no one has found his charge. How can we get him out of the way if we haven't seen hide nor hair of yugi?" Yami groaned. After he actually felt a fleeting chance of hope it was destroyed by a miscalculation.

Seto smirked. If only Yami knew. He cleared his throat. "Ahhhhhhhh, my king that is were you are wrong. We have found a boy with a guardian angel who happens to be his best friend and lover. I believe he goes by the name of Ryou."

Yami's eyes widened further. "You don't mean the Ryou that Bakura is interested in?" he questioned. This just seemed too convenient.

Seto smiled. "The same. And do now all we must do is get Ryou out of the house and you can swoop in there and get your angel. Would you like that, my king?" Seto was trying to mock him but Yami was too lost in his own thoughts to care. Instead he just nodded and smirked. 'Soon, my little Yugi, I will finally have you'

Me: right as i said edited. go to mediaminor to read full version... unless u've already read it that is. read and review! ja ne!