Chapter Ten
Yami Bakura had been sitting on the couch in Kaiba's office for over an hour, as he had arrived at the mansion to find Kaiba doing yet more work. He glanced across to where Kaiba sat typing away at his computer and had not said a word to him for nearly all the time that he'd been there. Kaiba really did seem addicted to his work, and there couldn't possibly be any way that he could have changed. He couldn't believe that this was the life that his host wanted, as he was bored senseless just sitting there doing nothing. Acting like he thought Bakura would, he let out a rather bored, drawn out sigh in order to get Kaiba's attention.
It worked, and Kaiba took his eyes from his computer to look at Bakura. "You seem very quiet. Is everything okay?"
"Yep, I'm just thinking about earlier." Yami Bakura replied, only to find that Kaiba had gone straight back to his typing. Could it have been possible that he had gotten it wrong about his host and Kaiba? This wasn't the way couples spent their time together.
"What about earlier?" Kaiba asked, stopping to click the mouse before he continued typing again.
Now was Yami Bakura's chance to test out just what Kaiba would be prepared to do for Bakura. "My landlord had such an attitude problem and I think he really needs to be taught a lesson. Can you have someone dispose of him?" He laughed a little to make it sound more of a joke than and actually request.
"Afraid not." Kaiba laughed, still typing and looking at the monitor screen.
"Well, how about having his property destroyed?" the spirit tried again. Surely Kaiba would be willing to seek revenge on someone who upset Bakura; he knew that he himself would, in his own twisted way. "Arson is a pretty good way to go about it," he suggested.
"Nope." Kaiba smiled in amusement at how much Bakura must hate his old landlord.
"Is that because you won't or because you can't?" Yami Bakura asked, frustrated at not being able to get what he wanted.
Kaiba stopped typing and looked suspiciously at Bakura. "Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yes," Yami Bakura huffed as he grabbed a pen and note pad and began to doodle after throwing himself back on the couch so that his back was to Kaiba. "Just extremely bored."
"I won't be long now." Kaiba assured. "I'll just finish up here and then we'll go and finish off that anime series that we started watching."
"Whoopee!" came the sarcastic reply from Yami Bakura as he rolled his eyes whilst still doodling.
Kaiba frowned as he watched Bakura scribbling away at the pad. Was he mad at him? Well, he wouldn't blame Bakura if he was. He had promised that he had finished working for the day, only to go back on his word after an urgent e-mail from the software company. "What's that?" he asked after catching a brief glimpse of what Bakura had scribbled on the paper.
Yami Bakura now paid attention to what he had mindlessly done on the pad and was shocked to see the words 'Seto help me' written rather largely on the page. Quickly he scrunched up the paper and removed the pen from his left hand. "It's nothing," he assured Kaiba as he got up and started to back away towards the door. "I just thought that I'd try writing you a poem, but now that you're aware of it I'm too shy to complete it." That sounded like the kind of thing his host would do. "You finish off what you have to do and I'll go and get that anime ready for us to watch." He smiled and exited the office.
Once he had reached Bakura's room he slammed the door behind him and entered into his host's mind to face him. He was extremely angry that Bakura had managed to gain control of his arm again without him realising.
"Did you think that I wouldn't put up a fight?" Bakura asked as he saw his Yami coming towards him.
The spirit struck out and hit Bakura so hard that he was sent flying several feet away from him. "When will you learn that you can never overpower me?!" Anger and frustration burned in his eyes as he glared down at the boy lying on the ground.
Pain surged through Bakura, but still he managed to smile and laugh at his Yami. "You couldn't even get Seto to take revenge against the landlord, so what hope do you have of getting your plan to work?" He prepared himself for more abuse, but none came. Instead he saw the spirit lost deep in thought.
"For once, you're right, Ryou," Yami Bakura spoke in a civilised manner. "This plan isn't going to work after all. I'll have a much better chance on my own, so time to go to plan B." The spirit watched as the smile disappeared from his host's face. He would break him yet, and he knew just the way to do it.
"What's plan B?" Bakura asked as he slowly backed away from his Yami, who came closer.
"That is my little secret." The spirit smiled as he crouched down to be level with the scared boy. He reached out and pulled Bakura by his hair. "You've defied me for the last time."
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The keyboard continued to click as Kaiba ran his fingertips over the keys. Just a couple more sentences and he'd be done. The phone rang and he answered it. "Kaiba speaking."
"Seto, it's me." Bakura's voice came down the line.
"Okay, I get the hint." Kaiba said as he saved his work. It was still incomplete, but he'd sort it out tomorrow. He powered down his computer. "I'm all yours now."
"Good, because I'm all ready and waiting for you."
"Start the anime." Kaiba ordered as he got up ready to leave his office. "I'm on my way."
"Who said anything about anime?"
Speechless, Kaiba froze on the spot. Was Bakura suggesting that he was ready for them to have sex?
"Meet me in my room." Bakura hung up the phone.
Kaiba slowly put the phone down. He had been aroused by the surprise call but honestly thought that it was far too soon for them to go down that road. And hadn't Bakura said earlier that he wasn't ready for sex? He couldn't have changed his mind that quickly, could he?
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There was a soft tapping on Bakura's door and Kaiba slowly poked his head around to see Bakura sitting on the bed wearing pyjamas. He entered and walked up to the bed. "Ryou?"
"Shhh, don't talk." Bakura's finger was placed gently on to Kaiba's lip as he pulled for him to come closer. Their lips met and both of them kissed each other deeply and passionately, Kaiba still standing and Bakura kneeling up on the bed. "You're scared," Bakura told Kaiba as he felt him shake. There was a small grin creeping onto his face.
"Just nervous," Kaiba said as he ran his hand through Bakura's long white hair. "I didn't expect us to be doing this so soon. Are you sure you're ready?"
Bakura pulled at Kaiba's top until it was over his head and dropped it on the floor. "Just promise you'll be gentle with me," he said before kissing Kaiba passionately again. One hand wound around the locket that still hung from Kaiba's neck as the other undid Kaiba's belt buckle.
Fumbling with the buttons on Bakura's pyjama shirt Kaiba struggled to open them. Once they were all open he pulled Bakura closer and fell a coldness against his chest. He broke away from Bakura's kisses and stared at his chest to see the millennium ring imbedded there. Looking back at Bakura's face he was shocked to see that Bakura's expression had changed. His eyes were sharp, cold and piecing and an evil smile ran across the lips he had just kissed.
Yami Bakura stopped his act of pretending to be his host and pulled tightly at the locket strap he held. A knot ran all the way up the strap until it pushed tightly against Kaiba's throat so that he could hardly breathe. He pushed Kaiba, who fell to the floor, landing on one of his arms. Bending the other arm back Yami Bakura sat on top of Kaiba and pulled tighter at the strap. "What's wrong, Seto? Thought you were going to be the one on top?"
Unable to do anything, Kaiba struggled to breathe. The Bakura he had last seen was not his Ryou, which meant that everything that he had ever been told about the millennium ring had to have been true. He tried to free his arms but failed as Bakura's weight kept him pinned to the ground. And then, unable to draw in another breath, everything went black.
The strap was released from Yami Bakura's hand as he got off from Kaiba's motionless body. He opened the drawer in the cabinet at the side of the bed and took out a small knife. "Now to make sure that you're dead," he spoke to Kaiba, who hadn't moved.
Suddenly the knife came across and stabbed itself deep in to Yami Bakura's right arm. He let out a hiss as the pain ran through him and cursed himself for forgetting that Bakura was able to gain control of the left arm. He went back inside his host's mind.
The spirit saw Bakura standing there, clearly upset by what had happened to Kaiba but still not broken like he had expected. "How many times do I have to knock you down before you stay down?!" he roared as he stormed forward, with dark clouds starting to form around the two of them