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Chyaputa 11: I'll Look Out for You, Till I Die

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For Mou Hitori no Yugi's Eyes Only

The title was underlined, many times. The folded note was taped shut.

"Must be from Bakura-kun," Yugi guessed.

Warmth blossomed from the Yami's half of the brain. /You think so?/

Yugi sighed. This was getting old. Soon he'd figure it out… then what would Yugi do? "Perhaps it's a love letter."

/Don't be silly./ The warmth exploded.

Yugi closed his locker and worked his fingers under the note's seal.

The Yami stopped his hands. /Hey! That's for me. Only I get to read it./

Yugi rolled his eyes. 'Fine.' And let his consciousness fall back out of the body.

A few paces up and down the length of his soulroom was definitely enough time for the Yami to read the note at least three times. Yugi tried to feel for any raging emotions within the other soulroom but none came. Finally Yami no Yugi signaled it was ok to control the body again.

Yugi swung his bag onto his shoulder. 'So… what was the note about?'

/Ah…/ the Yami hesitated. There was no flood of warmth over-whelming the darker soul. Perhaps something in the note had bothered him. The spirit sounded confused. /I'm not really sure… I think you'll find out soon anyway./

That sounded ominous.

Yugi left the school and oddly, didn't see anyone. Jounouchi and Honda had cleaning duty. Anzu was hanging out with other friends, who were girls, strangely enough. Ryou and Malik were nowhere to be found, probably off together in some corner, or at Ryou's apartment already…

So Yugi squinted through the heavy light of afternoon, walking to his regular bus stop. That note was bothering him. Why would Bakura Ryou want to send the Yami a secret message? Unless… no… Were Bakura Ryou and his Yami conspiring something?

/Don't be silly,/ the Yami said. /You would have known by now./

Yes, he would have. There would have been a lot more heat in the mind.

/What do you mean by that?/

"Hey Yugi!"

Thankful for the distraction, Yugi turned to meet Jounouchi and Honda, running up the sidewalk toward him. "Hi guys, I thought you had cleaning duty."

"We do!" Honda said, pointedly nudging the blond in the side. "It's nothing Jounouchi, we're only going to get ourselves in trouble for bailing on our job."

"It's not nothing!" Jounouchi cried, swatting his friend away. "Look I saw Malik and Bakura, alright? Alone."

"Um…" Yugi paused, had Jounouchi not figured it out yet. "Well, they are going out, Jounouchi-kun. That's not necessarily uncommon."

Honda's jaw dropped. "They're going out? Like- like dating-dating?"

"Yeah, for a while now."

Honda looked stunned.

Jounouchi irritably brushed this fact away. "That's not the point!"

"Jounouchi!" Honda cried.

But he blond was relentless. "Look, I know when something is up. Honda if you had seen them you wouldn't be so cool about it. Something was wrong. Bakura did not look ok. And Malik," Jounouchi turned to Yugi, urgency blaring in his face, "Malik looked like he did in Battle City."

Battle City… on the Battle Ship when Malik dueled…

'The other Malik?'

Yami no Bakura had mentioned the dangers of his Yadonushi and Malik dating.

This time hot fear attacked the mind from the Yami's soulroom. /We have to save Ryou!/

"You're sure, Jounouchi-kun? It was the other Malik?" Yugi asked, fighting the attack of heat in his mind.

Jounouchi couldn't have looked more serious. "I dueled him, remember? He nearly killed me. I know when he's out."

/What are you waiting for, aibou!?/ the spirit cried.

"Let's split up and find them," Yugi said. He brushed the Puzzle with his hands. "I'll go this way. You guys check around the school."

"But I saw them go that way." Jounouchi pointed to the school. "They went this way."

No, they hadn't. The Puzzle could not narrow down the exact location of other Items, but it had a sense of them. And there were no Sennen Items at the school at the moment. But Yugi had to keep Jounouchi and Honda out of danger. This was a Sennen Item matter, and Yugi didn't want to get his friends hurt.

"We need to check everywhere," Yugi insisted, already turning to run in the opposite direction that Jounouchi and Honda were going. "Call me if you find them, ok? Don't try attacking Yami no Malik on your own!"

Jounouchi and Honda ran back to the school, without complaint. As Yugi dashed over the sidewalk, Puzzle clutched in his hands, searching for a sign or a dangerous spike of shadow magic…

/Turn right!/ the spirit shouted, pressing against the consciousness. He was just as desperate to save Bakura Ryou, if not more…

Yugi followed the Yami's directions into a dark side of Domino. Into a building with shattered windows and a wall that looked recently exploded.

Yugi leapt inside the broken wall.

And there was Bakura Ryou, backed into a corner, with, unmistakably, Yami no Malik leaning over the pale boy. The Sennen Rod had been unsheathed, its dagger point precariously close to Bakura Ryou's neck.

"Get away from him!" Yugi flew to Bakura Ryou's side.

But before Yugi could get there a blast of shadow magic sprang upon him, smashing him to the floor. Yugi's ribs screamed.

"Yugi-kun!" Bakura Ryou cried.

"Now, now, pretty, pretty, we were having a conversation, were we not?" Yami no Malik seemed more pleased that Yugi had arrived. More prey for his malicious intentions?

Bakura Ryou's jaw locked. Yugi had never seen him in danger before, he had never witnessed his fearlessness, even when confronted by the sadistic maniac. "I love Malik."

"Love is such a relative word," Yami no Malik hissed, and slid the flat part of the Sennen Rod blade on Bakura Ryou's cheek. "Take it back, won't you?"

The Yami might have been threatening Bakura Ryou with string for all the concern he showed. "Malik loves me too. We're going to be happy together. We're going to have a good life-"

Yami no Malik slammed Bakura Ryou back against the wall. The pale boy's body shuddered. "Now if you don't stop talking, I really will have to cut you a bit."

"You can't reason with him, Bakura-kun!" Yugi shouted. The magic binding him to the floor was strong, he had never fought with shadow power himself, that was something his Yami did. Speaking of which, where was the Yami? Yugi was surprised he hadn't come out to take control of the body… What was going on?

"He is right," Yami no Malik mused, as he teased the blade of the knife around Bakura Ryou's ear, as though he was going to tear it off. "I despise reason."

"I know you love him too," Bakura Ryou continued. "He told me everything you two did. He doesn't hate you for it-"

"SHUT UP!" Yami no Malik's mood had turned for the worse. The golden blade was pressed up against Bakura Ryou's jugular vein, his pale skin creased around the metal. "YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT US!"

Through panic and fear, Yugi somehow broke the magical binds on his body. Perhaps the Puzzle had finally responded to him, or perhaps Yami no Malik was too distracted… But Yugi scrambled to his feet, launching himself at the knife was that so close to breaking through Bakura's flesh…

He had caught Yami no Malik by surprise, and managed to shove the blade away, into the wall, leaving only a shallow scratch on Bakura's skin. Bakura Ryou was fearless, but not an idiot. The moment Yugi got the blade away, Bakura Ryou fled from the corner, trying to pull Yugi with him, out of danger…

But Yami no Malik screamed. And shadow power ripped Yugi out of Bakura Ryou's grip, and threw the boy across the room. The air flew from Yugi's lungs when he crashed into the opposite wall.

"Yugi-kun!"

Apparently, Yami no Malik had changed targets.

"I know, Mutou Yugi," the Yami taunted, coolly as he made his way over to Yugi's crumpled body. "You were the one who started it. If you hadn't been fucking with Bakura, main personality wouldn't have strayed!" Malik's darker half, loomed over Yugi, muscles in his face convulsing as he fought with his own emotions. "You will see Hell first."

Yugi gasped for oxygen. But Yami no Malik was on top of him, the weight of him and his Item crushing Yugi's ribs, suffocating him…

A sparkle of golden light, somewhere around Yugi's field of vision. Perhaps it was only the oxygen leaving his brain…

"How presumptuous of you."

Yami no Malik was gone.

Yugi breathed.

And through his spinning brain, Yugi heard, "Your own light started this when I bedded him."

Yami no Bakura stood… Yami no Malik was snarling, separated from his Sennen Rod which had flown from his hands when Yami no Bakura had tossed him off of Yugi.

"And you know what?" Yami no Bakura's famous smirk played across his face. "Your light liked it too."

Yami no Malik launched himself at the other Yami, madness in his eyes.

Only to have Yami no Bakura smash the side of his head with a block of wood, a remnant of the exploded wall.

Malik's unconscious body dropped to the floor.

Yugi was in awe.

And even more wonderful, Yami no Bakura spun around, right towards Yugi, sprinting to his side. His black eyes were on him…

"Are you injured?"

Yugi worked his mouth a couple of times before he could produce sound. "Fine."

Yami no Bakura put a hand to Yugi's neck to check the bruises there. "Can you breathe? Your ribs…?"

Yugi flinched away. By instinct only.

Yami no Bakura did not miss the action. His jaw clenched, and he stood up, moving away.

"Wait," Yugi choked. He threw himself forward and caught Yami no Bakura's arm before he could go too far. "Don't go!"

The spirit of the Sennen Ring paused, but did not look at him. All Yugi could wish was don't change back into Bakura Ryou, don't change back, don't change back… Yugi held that pale arm in both hands now. He wouldn't let Bakura leave, not now, not now. He'd never let go.

"Don't go."

Further words failed. Yugi's grip was tight.

"Be careful," Yami no Bakura said. "You're going to regret what you say here."

Yugi swallowed. Regret? Perhaps. But he wasn't thinking about regret at the moment. Emotional chaos raged in his mind. "I miss you."

"Shut up."

"I miss you a lot."

"Shut up."

Yugi tugged Bakura Ryou's arm a little. "But I do…" Breathe, breathe…

"You miss sex."

"No!" Yugi cried.

"No?"

Yugi was on his back amongst the rumble of the broken wall. Yami no Bakura was on top of him, between his legs. The Yami's mouth hot as he bit Yugi's lips. And Yugi got handfuls of Bakura Ryou's hair and held on tight as the ancient spirit rocked him and hurt his skin. Yugi locked his tiny legs around Yami no Bakura's waist, like a kid playing piggy-back.

Yami no Bakura stopped his pursuits. "What are you doing?"

"Not letting you go." Yugi tightened his hold.

Yami no Bakura's body tensed. "How many times must I rape you before you leave me alone."

"It's not rape if I want it," Yugi argued.

Yami no Bakura's breath was like fire. "You don't want it with me."

"I do!"

Now Yami no Bakura's body recoiled, he was reconsidering his positioning. "Get off of me."

Yugi tucked his head in the nook of Yami no Bakura's neck. "No."

The Yami kicked and thrashed, scratching at Yugi's arms and legs. The ancient spirit was almost frantic. "Get off or I will make you." This was a threat. The Sennen Ring throbbed against Yugi's chest.

"I miss you," Yugi repeated, as he was knocked to the floor again.

"Stop saying that, you whore!" Yami no Bakura snarled.

His cunning words didn't hurt Yugi anymore. "Bakura-kun and Malik are together. You said you'd never let that happen."

Yami no Bakura rattled Yugi's shoulders. "Slut!"

"It must have been awful letting him go-"

"Do you WANT me to kill you?" The Sennen Ring's shadow power punched Yugi in the gut. More bruises to explain tomorrow. Somehow he managed to hold on.

"He-" Yugi winced, "He was so happy when you spoke to him."

"I know!" Yami no Bakura was on all fours, screaming in Yugi's pulsing ear, the boy clinging to him from underneath. "I KNOW what's in Yadonushi's head! He makes sure I know what he feels!"

The dark spirit that lived inside Bakura Ryou, rolled onto his side and was still. Yugi inched his head just far enough away to look into the ancient spirit's face. But Yami no Bakura's head was bowed so Yugi could see no expression.

Yugi ached, with the injures, but also with empathy. "He loves you more."

"Shut up," Yami no Bakura grumbled.

Yugi released one of his hands from around Bakura Ryou's neck, to touch that thick white hair, smoothing it back. "If you asked him to, he wouldn't go out with Malik."

"I know."

Yugi bit his lip. "If you told him that you love him…"

"What? He'd run back to me and then what? What would his life be like following after a spirit who can't age, can't feel? What kind of life would that be for him?"

Yugi's voice burned. He couldn't speak. What a horrible curse they had upon them.

Yami no Bakura moved. Yugi released his legs from around Bakura Ryou's middle so that the spirit of the Ring could rest his head against Yugi's chest.

"You could speak to him sometimes, even if it isn't anything meaningful. Like say 'goodnight' and stuff," Yugi said, holding the Yami's head. Taming those white locks with his tiny fingers… "Bakura-kun, would like that."

Yami no Bakura snorted. "I can't do that. I'm too selfish."

"You're going to be together his whole life. You'll have to have to speak to him sometime."

Yami no Bakura was still, curled up next to Yugi, his face hidden from view to keep his pride. "My pride is too strong."

Panic was settling in again. But it was different from before. This time Yugi would have to much more lose. "No one's that strong… you don't want anything for yourself…?"

Waiting for an answer nearly killed him.

"There's nothing in this world that would ease your pain?" Yugi tried again. And the boy's fingers were drifting over the smooth baby hairs on the back of Yami no Bakura's neck.

"You don't know what you're asking," the spirit of the Ring said.

Yugi buried his fingers back into the hair, holding on. "I only want what Bakura-kun has."

"No." Yami no Bakura gripped Yugi hard around his hips, pinching him. "I am not Malik. Both Yadonushi and Malik are alive, they are the owners of their bodies, they can live and age. I can't."

Yugi swallowed, twisting his fingers even tighter. "I don't care."

"Don't-" Yami no Bakura squeezed until Yugi thought he felt bruises bursting under his skin, "Don't you dare say that!"

Yugi flinched.

"You will care. When you have to shape the Pharaoh's and your life around Yadonushi's, sharing the body of the one you love with another man will drive you insane. And you'll never be first. Everything I do is, and will be, for Yadonushi."

It would be hard. Yugi's life would constantly be on hold. Not only for the spirit of the Ring's whims, but for Bakura Ryou's and Malik's and his own Yami's as well. Could anything survive through so many complications?

Yugi relaxed his hands. "I want to try."

"It will kill you."

"Do you want me or not?" Yugi asked.

The spirit paused. He smoothed his body out, stretching so he was side by side with Yugi again, looking into the adolescent's face now. His eyes were, as always, black black black…

"You'll be like Yadonushi would have been if we were together," Yami no Bakura said, tracing the bone of Yugi's hip. "You'll follow after immortals, and I won't feel guilty about it."

Yugi managed a smile. "Yeah you will."

Yami no Bakura's brow tightened over his eyes.

"If it becomes too hard, I'll leave," Yugi promised. "Just don't stalk after me if I do."

"Of course." The Yami's stare was following his own finger tips as they passed Yugi's bellybutton.

As Yugi examined that other mouth, he knew neither of them would uphold this promise.

Yami no Bakura's hand tugged at Yugi's shirt. "You're going to have to make up for lost time, slut."

Yugi's body shuddered. Anticipation dared to creep back into his gut. "I'm prepared to be sore." His ribs and neck were already bruised.

Yami no Bakura flashed his brilliant white teeth. "Sore is the best you can hope for." And he dragged Yugi forward by the front of his shirt so their mouths could meet.

Yugi hummed as he ran his tongue over Yami no Bakura's. Tasted like sex. Their bodies joined again over the hard concrete, molding against one another.

It was the strangest thing, but even after their time apart, Yami no Bakura tasted so… good. Kisses made Yugi lose his breath. Yami no Bakura's skip of a finger on his arm made Yugi alight with heat. Never before had Yugi felt so much while doing this. Even though he was on a ruined floor of a broken building and they had only just gotten back together…

Yugi's arms were locked around Yami no Bakura's back, doing everything he could to bring their bodies closer. Closer…

"So forceful," Yami no Bakura rocked himself forward. "You really must have missed me."

Yugi gasped. How surprising was the spirit's hand under his shirt? As though Yugi had never felt it before. Yugi let his groans be heard. "It's been so long." God! This felt good. "Maybe I forgot how good you were, Bakura-sama."

With an animal chuckle, Yami no Bakura climbed up on top of Yugi's hips. Yugi between his legs, groin over groin. Yami no Bakura's back arched, leaning back for optimal contact. The two hardened members clashing in clumsy need.

"Ah," Yugi couldn't help himself. He knocked his hips upward. He was hot. And the insides of his jeans were too tight and restricting. "Ah– " What was this? Their pants weren't even off! And yet Yugi was full of heat, too much oxygen from his gasping mouth, ecstasy was not far away.

Then the spirit pulled his shoulders down again, crouching over Yugi. He and Yugi were nose-nose close, open mouth over open mouth, breathing in each other's breath. "Yugi…"

Yugi loved his name. He moaned as Yami no Bakura's hand groped on his hip. "Ba-kura-"

"I want you."

And Yugi looked into those black, black, black eyes…

They were in perfect understanding.

Yugi was scared. He was scaring himself.

Yes.

"I want you," Yugi said, mouth fumbling against Yami no Bakura's. "I want-"

"Fucking hell guys!"

Malik had woken up.

Yugi's insides, that a second ago had been raging, froze.

Luckily it was Malik who woke up in his body and not the other Malik. Still, it was supremely embarrassing.

Yugi tried to smooth out the wrinkles in his pants. Not that it did much good to cover up his condition. Yami no Bakura was still crouched over him, though thankfully he had stopped his rhythmic actions.

"And to think I fucking let him out with Ryou, for you two!" Malik screamed. "Ungrateful bastards. What are you two? Bunnies?"

Yugi blushed like the sun.

"Let. Him. Out?" Yami no Bakura leapt off of Yugi. He wasn't hot anymore. "You let your dark out on Yadonushi!?"

Malik gulped. And the side of his head was still bleeding a little from when Yami no Bakura had smashed it with a wood board. "It was all Ryou's idea!"

"I trusted my Yadonushi to you!" Yami no Bakura was positively screaming. His fingers looked like they were itching to strangle the Egyptian. "You dare to willingly put him in danger!?"

"I didn't want to!" Malik screamed back. "Ryou wanted to! He threatened my Yami himself! He wanted to help you, ok? God! You are a fucking piece of work, you know!"

Yami no Bakura hesitated. His murderous eyes softened to their usual contempt. He was thinking.

Or communicating with Bakura Ryou?

Yugi held his breath.

Malik did too.

Finally Yami no Bakura's shoulders fell. "Thank you."

Malik sagged sideways. "Did you- did you just thank me-"

"I wasn't talking to you!" Yami no Bakura snapped and turned away from Malik. His head bowed. Yami no Bakura was very good at hiding his expressions.

Yugi was not. Despite the horrifically embarrassing circumstances, Yugi felt happy tears in his eyes. He hiccupped right there on the ruined floor.

'Mou hitori no boku, what did that note from Bakura-kun say?'

The spirit finally stirred. The contents of the note flashed into Yugi's mind.

Do not come out when Yugi is in danger. There is something he needs to see. Trust me.

Yugi was so shocked he didn't even notice the pale arms that had looped him into their grasp. As he was lifted bridal-style into the air, Yugi leaned against Yami no Bakura's shoulder and thought this was all happening too fast. Only an hour ago he had been depressed and short tempered. And Bakura Ryou, had set Yugi up with the only man, Bakura Ryou's man, who knew how Yugi felt. The same man who loved Bakura Ryou more than the boy could ever hope to guess.

"Stop you're sobbing," Yami no Bakura ordered as he carried Yugi from the ruined building.

Yugi sniffed. "I can't."

Yami no Bakura's face was stony. "I knew you were too immature for this."

Yugi didn't care. He sobbed. And it wasn't only for him. Those dry gasps echoing throughout his body were as much for himself as they were for the Yami in his head and the Yami carrying him home.

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YAY!! YAY!! Yami no Bakura is back !! I missed him too.  :9

So epic.

Man, I love this story.

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