Hey guys! Sorry for the lengthy update, my life has been crazy lately! I'm still writting exams at the moment, so please bare with me and try to understand my sudden lack of creativity, as it has suffered major blows from both stress and lack of sleep (among lack of chocolate and coffee!).

So anyway, this chapter was a nightmare from start to finish, and had to be rewritten several damn times! However, giving up the long battle, I'm just going to kindly inform you all, that I tried my best and I sincerely apologise if it is not to your liking. On the bright side, here is chapter 14! Still can't believe it has got this far! And for a certain group of fan-girls (you'll know who you are soon enough) One of our beloved Yugioh characters is going to make an appearance...hmmm ;-). Anyway here is chapter 14.

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Rating: M for language!

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AN: Remember I love you guys! So please don't kill me! Oh, and Intro is done by Yugi. Thanks for reading, please enjoy!

Previously on the Perfect Strangers:

For over a decade, my brother has lived in secret as a struggling bisexual, not sure on whether or not he was gay or straight until now (he met this chick called Tea) he knew the risk, but he had to know her. "I'm Yami!" "I'm Tea!" He was a vampire; she did ballet…what more can I say? Then I showed up and he was all like, "Yugi!" and I was all like, "Hello brother!"

So where are we now?

- Chapter 14 -

Having grown bored yet again in Yami's apartment and unable to sleep, thanks to his newly discovered 'problem,' Yugi was reduced to watching, Ra forbid, reruns of Hannah Montana, on what looked like a middle-aged black box with a shiny screen that gave a surprisingly clear picture. For some reason, the retards running the channel, decided that instead of offering their audience a variety of different shows, they would invent something they called 'All day Hannah Montana,' which meant that unless he wanted to watch the Teletubbies, or that Ra forsaken educational channel that had something to do with math…he was pretty much stuck with the so called 'teen-sensation,' all fucking day long.

The tenth episode of the day began to play, and Yugi nodded his head in time with the theme-song's drum intro, this time deciding to sing along with her…adding a few words of his own.

'You get the limo out front…'

'Naked pics of you on every porn mag's cover…'

'Yeah when you're famous it can be kind of fun…'

'You're a dumb bitch, but haven't quite discovered…'

'Who would have thought that a girl like you…'

'Could be mistaken for a super star-rrr!'

Yugi thrashed around on the couch mockingly playing on his imaginary air guitar, as the song's guitar solo whined in agony from the TV.

'You're no-ooot talented!'

'You act like a ho…'

'Putting on a show!'

'I said you're no-ooot talented!

'Just mix slut and famous together,'

'And you'll get the playmate of the year!'

The Hannah character laughed on the screen in an annoying 'Haha ha-ha!' way that grated on his every nerve…but then again, it hadn't taken much to irritate him that morning. At least she found his insults amusing.

He slumped back against the couch, disinterested in the crappy sitcom that was obviously made just for girls, though he couldn't believe that they would watch it themselves, and was too caught up in how much he resented it, to notice that Yami was slowly making his way up to him from behind, having finally returned from Tea's apartment.

Smirking in pure amusement, Yami leant up against the doorframe of the living room's entrance with his muscular arms folded over his chest and ruby eyes alight with humour. "Hey keep it down in here Hannah, before our neighbours report that there's a wounded animal of sorts running around in the building, to the animal shelter."

Yugi jolted in surprise, not having expected an audience to his little 'performance.' "Holy fuck, Yami! What the hell? Have you just been standing there this whole fucking time, watching me while watching this shit?"

Yami shook his head. "I've got better things to do with my life…whereas you…" he glanced at the TV with a cocked eyebrow, "Apparently don't."

"I'm learning about the importance of friendship and family dumb ass, do you have a problem with that?" Yugi muttered in a very sarcastic tone, while he grudgingly turned his eyes back to the screen, catching a glimpse of Miley Cyrus trying to act.

"Me? Na, I actually think that making you watch a few more hours of this, is justice in its finest form…however, Miss 34 might disagree." Yami had never made an effort to get to know his neighbours on a personal level, preferring to keep a solitary life from them, which inadvertently made him a rather ideal neighbour to most of the tenants that lived on his floor, as he was quiet and never disturbed them…yet for some unknown reason, the woman that occupied number 34, was always on his case, and there was no doubt in his mind that in due time she would be banging on his door demanding that he either shut-up or move out, again.

Yugi turned and grinned at him slyly, with a knowing, mischievous glint in his scarlet eyes, "Don't worry about number 34, she got laid, and probably still is, an hour ago…And by the sound of it, I think she'll be in a pretty good mood for a pretty long time…" He winked, before doing an almost awkward-seeming cat like stretch and slid off the couch.

Yami raised an eyebrow, but decided that he didn't want to know any further than that, as just the mere involuntary thought of hearing his haggish neighbour sharing such intimacy, was enough to make him shudder in terror. However, his thoughts quickly returned to something that he had wanted to confront Yugi about as he glanced around his living room…

"I 'like' what you did to my apartment…"

Yugi smiled innocently. "Oh yeah?" he took a small, nervous step backwards. "It's great huh? Totally you! Practically screams vir-rrr-gin!" he squeaked the last word out as Yami effortlessly yanked him off the floor by the scruff of his collar, glaring at him sinisterly while holding him up with just one hand.

During his few hours of boredom the previous day, Yugi had meant to play a 'little' joke on Yami, which he had to admit, probably wasn't the best idea he had ever had. He had drawn rather…explicit…pornographic pictures on the apartment's dull shaded walls, in which he used teddy-bears and Hello-Kitty characters as his pornographic objects, cutely adding little smiling flowers and a bright beaming sun, getting high and dirty with a few clouds. It was a work of art in his opinion, yet in Yami's, it was the kind of warning sign that would have had him put in rehab for sex addiction.

"Get this shit off my walls!" Yami growled menacingly, with an unspoken, 'or else,' threat evident in his tone…which Yugi naturally couldn't help but push.

"Or…?"

"You really don't want to know…" Yami finished off for him.

Yugi couldn't help but grin. What was Yami going to do? Tickle him to death? He began to chuckle in Yami's hold and met his eyes challengingly, "Make me!"

Yami grinned sinisterly in response. "Okay…!"

- - (Five minutes later)- -

"No! No! Fuck! Okay! Okay! I'll do it! I'll fucking clean- mmmllluuuullull- Ah! What the fuck is the matter with you! Mmmmooowwwmullmlll!" Yami had Yugi by his legs over the bath tub, dipping him into the water with a highly amused smirk across his face. His younger twin, who was up to his elbows in ice-cold water, thrashed helplessly around in mid air trying to break free, but his efforts were in vain. "Stop it Ra damn it! I'm not a fuc- mmwooollullllmmmuuulll! Yami for fucks sake!"

"Alright I think you'll make a good wash rag enough…let's start cleaning," Yami announced cheerfully, as he effortlessly yanked Yugi out of the tub, dripping wet, and began to make his way to the living room, while Yugi thrashed around, upside down, in protest.

"You are not going to use me as a fucking mop you bastard!"

"Oh really?" Yami asked rhetorically with an edge of amusement.

"Put me down you fucking retard!"

"Fine!" Yami released Yugi's legs and watched him splat head first, hard, onto the carpeted ground, which created a loud thud that seemed to echo loudly through the semi-empty apartment.

For a moment Yugi lay on the ground motionless with a thoughtful expression as Yami grinned down at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Hmm…I wonder if that would have hurt if I was still a human?" Yugi asked curiously, his large eyes following Yami wearily as he stepped over his body, and made his way to the front door, opening it before the person on the other side had a chance to knock.

Startled, she jumped back, a hand instinctively reaching up to cover her heart, as she regarded him in his sudden and unexpected appearance, "Uh, s-sorry, you just surprised me-" her eyes widened as she took in his appearance. A spark of recognition soon replaced the surprise in her eyes, and suddenly there was fiery emotion of accusation that dwelled darkly within her dark orbs. "Oh you have got to be frikin kidding me! You live here too?"

Yami raised an eyebrow and stared at the vaguely familiar girl who he was sure he had seen, but never met before, "Uh…sorry?"

She took a step back and looked him up and down, seeming to be more confused than he felt, "What the hell happened to you? Did you overdose on steroids or something, you're way taller than I last remembered you been…and you sound different."

"That's because he has a carrot shoved up his ass and possibly, dropped-testicle-syndrome," Yugi commented as he shoved passed Yami, with a warm, mischievously-friendly smile, "Hello Razzy, I wasn't expecting you to rock up right at my front door today. If I had known ahead of time I would have at least set the bedroom up nicely."

Razz glared at him irritably, "Trust me this is just a sick coincidence that I ended up here and nothing more, if I never see you again afterwards it would be too soon!" She turned her dark eyes to Yami, and once again a confused yet curious look took place within them. "Um…Hi! Sorry about earlier, I uh, mistook you for…him."

Yami had to fight back a grin, secretly knowing that she had meant to say 'this frikin idiot' instead of him. He smiled at her kindly with a simple understanding nod, "Don't mention it."

Yugi rolled his eyes, "Guess I should do the formalities. Razzy, this is my…uh, older brother…Idiot, also known as Yami, and Idiot, this is Razz, the girl that is totally in-to-me, but won't admit it yet." He then elbowed Yami in the side, which shoved him completely out of the way, and quickly shut the door behind him, "Now give us some privacy."

Razz gaped at the action before glaring at him. "Well that was very charming of you Yugi," she said sarcastically.

Yugi shrugged casually with a relaxed and irresistible grin as he leant back against the closed door, "Well I couldn't have him hanging around, and interfering with our 'by chance' 'romantic moment' now, could I?" There was an evident hint of sceptic sarcasm in his voice, which Razz couldn't decide if it was directed at her suggestion of coincidence, or the fact that it could have been viewed as some sick romantic twist of fate that was often stereotypical of cheesy romance novels.

She rolled her eyes, "You really don't learn do you? Nor do you seem to have the brain cells to register that I think that you are a total, frikin, moron! Get a clue buddy I hate you!"

"Hate, just by the way…is a word of passion," Yugi whispered lowly before giving her a cocky wink.

"So is murder," she retorted through a tight, but cold smile, before dropping her voice to an almost inaudible tone to mock his whisper, "Just by the way."

Yugi smirked amusedly, starting too really like this girl, "Now that, is my kind of romance!"

She rolled her eyes, about to retort something equally foul when she noticed for the first time that he was drenched from his head to his waist. Her eyes travelled down his length curiously with a raised eyebrow, taking note that his black sleeveless shirt clung tightly to his torso, revealing a very well-built, toned chest…

She hastily removed her gaze from his torso and met his eyes, doing her best to remain composed and natural, fighting back against a blush that was threatening to burn onto her cheeks. "Why the hell are you so wet?"

He seemed to ponder over this for a moment before an evil smirk danced over his lips, "Woke up from an awesome dream about you…"

She gave him a disgusted look, though he noticed that a light blush had burnt its way onto her cheeks. "Uhg! You're such a-"

"Sick, twisted, little freak? Pervert? Fucker?" Yugi suggested with an amused smirk. "Don't bother, I've been called everything under the bright Egyptian sun, insults have never worked on me, and probably never will."

"Why? Is it because you have to live with yourself at the end of each day?"

"I wouldn't exactly call it live, but no. I am who I am, so why should I change?"

"Cute philosophy, but in your case, I'd definitely recommend a makeover, and probably a new inspirational quote that you didn't swipe off the net," Razz stated coldly, as she folded her arms over her chest.

"Come on Razzy, you don't really want me to change do you?" Yugi said through a tight, highly amused grin.

Razz just glared at him, her expression remaining blank, as she safeguarded her thoughts from him.

Yugi's grin softened slightly as he lifted himself off his leaning post, tired of playing around with her for the time being, as her presence hadn't exactly helped him with his situation, but instead, agitated it further. "Well, if I really am so unbearable to be around with, in desperate need of a major personality makeover, and our meeting was in fact a – and I quote – sick coincidence…then what exactly are you doing here?"

Razz growled and turned away from him, "None of your business."

"I could help you, you know...after all I do kind of live here."

Razz snorted, "Please, spare me!" Her eyes rested back on his drenched top half, seeming to linger particularly on his chest, before returning them to his dark ruby ones. "You don't look like you can help yourself...I think I'll take my chances."

Yugi rolled his eyes, "Fine, be that way, I'll go back to what I was doing before you arrived, while you wonder around this apartment building aimlessly looking for whomever it was you were looking for, before. See you."

He shut the door behind him, and was immediately confronted by his brother who was leaning his back against the wall with his arms folded, giving him a condescending glare. "You're helpless you know that."

Yugi shrugged carelessly and made his way over to the kitchen while Yami followed close behind. He made his way over to the freezer and pulled out one of the blood filled plastic bags with a huge 'B' positive stamp on the front and sat on top of the counter, while Yami made his way over to the one, of the dining nook-type-thing's, chairs and sat down, giving Yugi a curious look as he did so, taking note of something strange in his behaviour, but shrugged it off instantly, deciding his younger twin was just having one of his many off days and went on with what he hadn't wanted to say earlier.

"You know, if you treat girls like that, you're going to be single for the rest of your life," Yami advised wisely.

"Is that fact supposed to scare me?" Yugi mused, taking a long sip from his liquid meal, before giving Yami a mocked thoughtful expression, "Hmm…let's see. An eternity of having complete freedom to do what I like and please, with new and hot chicks on a daily basis, without any obligation or responsibility to one particular, whiney and needy female that will most definitely have certain expectations of me, and will most definitely grow boring after some time, not to mention will bruise my sexual appetite because - and I hope you realise this Yami - they stop wanting it! Hmm gee…being single for the rest of my life sounds terrifying!"

Yami rolled his eyes, unsurprised by Yugi's reply. "You keep telling yourself that Yugi, however, I can tell that you like her more than you're willing to let on."

He gave Yami a blank look as he sucked on his meal, pausing only briefly to answer him. "Sounds like wishful thinking on your part."

"Probably is."

Yugi rolled his eyes, but decided to answer Yami's half-unspoken question anyway, "It's not 'like' per say, it's more…interest. It's all a game, and in the end, I'm going to win." There was something chilling about his words, which were masked in an eerie riddle that disturbed Yami, but he knew enough about Yugi's habits to get the just of what the rules and objectives of his game entailed.

"She's not a toy Yugi," Yami said, giving his brother a very disapproving glare.

"Toys break Yami, and I definitely have no intention, nor ever did, about breaking her. You always jump to such horrible conclusions about me," Yugi said with a roll of his eyes, chucking his empty blood-bag into the trash can across the room with perfect accuracy. "I just want to play with her a little."

"Listen Yugi, I know that this may come as a surprise to you, considering the type of girls, you usually go after…but there are some girls that like to lead a clean life. Now if she is one of these girls, seducing her may not be such a good idea. You could seriously-"

"Hurt her? Break her?" Yugi sighed dramatically with a roll of his eyes, "And right after I just told you that that was NOT my intention."

"It doesn't need to be your intention Yugi; it can still have the same negative after-effect. Humans are fragile creatures," Yami argued.

"Does she look or even sound fragile to you?" Yugi questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"Well…no…not really, but still-"

"Hey bro, just chill okay, Razz is quite capable of taking care of herself, rather focus on your own girlfriend's fragility instead. I told you that I wasn't going to hurt Razz, so you have nothing to worry about. All I want to do is have some fun with her, that's it, nothing more…Humans are friends – not food! Right?" Yugi grinned, holding his hand up as though reciting a pledge.

Yami rolled his eyes and folded his arms across his chest, before leaning back in his seat, "Whatever floats your doomed, makeshift raft, Yugi. All I can say is good luck, because without your powers and your – if I may say – horrifying social skills…A girl like Razz, is more likely to remove your testicles in your sleep than fall for you."

"Think I'm in over my head?" Yugi grinned.

Yami looked him up and down, taking Yugi's form into account with a raised eyebrow, "Most things are over your head Yugi."

Tea was glad that she had managed to get to work before the downpour practically drenched the city. She had only just placed herself behind the glass counter when a loud crack of thunder shattered the early morning's silence, and within seconds, rain cascaded from the blackened skies.

"Wow, how was that for timing?" Tea chuckled as she performed her necessary preparations for a day's work.

Mr. Hardwick strolled out the back room holding a rather large, bulky looking box in his arms with a tobacco pipe securely held in his lips that were strained into a tight smile. He placed the box down on the left side of the counter and took a deep breath before removing the pipe from his mouth and chuckled. "Indeed! A minute longer and you would have been soaked to the bone, Love."

Tea moved over to his side and began helping him take out and arrange the new displays for the customers, which was probably the best part of her job. He often allowed her to be as creative as she liked, giving her only a few basic instructions and guidelines, before leaving her to do her own thing. Today however, he decided to join her, which she never minded, as Mr. Hardwick was probably one of the most, easiest people to work with.

They worked in comfortable silence for several minutes, while he hummed an unfamiliar tune, which he usually invented himself, until he eventually broke it with a question that had been circling his mind for a long while, "How is that lovely young man of yours doing?"

She blushed lightly and struggled to fight back a sheepish grin, as an image of Yami that morning flashed through her mind. She had woken up before he did earlier that morning, snugly placed in his arms, and spent a good, long hour, just watching him sleep, noting more loveable things about him, such as how his tan glowed in the dim morning light, or the way his eyelids would flinch every now and then when he'd dream, and found herself listening to his soft, almost inaudible, breathing, which almost lulled her into a trance. "Uh, he's doing well…Um; I actually think he's starting to like it here now."

"Ah yes that's wonderful, I just hope that this type of weather doesn't scare him off," Mr. Hardwick chuckled as he carefully arranged a necklace on a plaster neck-model.

"Oh I don't think he can be scared off easily Mr. Hardwick, especially by the weather," she said softly, before smiling warmly as she placed a fake rose in-between her engagement ring display.

"That's very good to know Love. Where is he from by the way?"

"Um…Egypt," Tea said a little hesitantly, careful not to give too much information out about him, since he had told her that he had more enemies unknown than particularly known at this point in time.

"Ah!" Mr. Hardwick exclaimed in wonder, "Now that's definitely something! I haven't given the 'Land of the Pharaohs' much thought since ole Solomon's daughter went there several years ago."

"Solomon? You mean, Mr. Mutou, from the Turtle Game Shop down the street?" Tea asked curiously.

"Yes that would be the old chap," Mr. Hardwick confirmed with a small nod.

"I didn't know he had a daughter," Tea said in surprise, her gaze turning thoughtful. She didn't know Mr. Mutou very well; he only came in every now and again to have tea with Mr. Hardwick, and would sometimes chat to her about the different kind of games he sold. He was a very friendly old man, but seemed like the lonely type, never mentioning family or much about himself and his background. However, Tea had once overheard him while talking to Mr. Hardwick about being an explorer in his youth.

"Ah yes-" Mr. Hardwick was interrupted by the sweet, welcoming chime of the bell as a customer entered through the doors, almost making Tea cringe. There was only one person that usually came in at this hour…one person that she hated more than anyone else in the world…and that was-

"Well speak of the devil!" Mr. Hardwick cried out in delight.

Tea glanced in the doorway's direction, both shocked and relieved to see none other than Mr. Mutou himself walk in, while fidgeting with his raincoat and chuckling lowly. "Morning Ian, thought I'd drop in and say hello, hope I'm not disturbing anything."

"You are always welcome to drop in at anytime my dear friend," Mr. Hardwick smiled kindly as he manoeuvred around the glass counter to shake the old man's hand.

"Thank you Ian," Mr. Mutou smiled in return, before turning his gaze on Tea, "Ah, good morning Tea, sorry about my poor manners, how have you been dear?"

"Not at all Mr. Mutou, good morning! I've been great sir, and you?" she greeted cheerfully, thanking her lucky stars that it hadn't turned out to be Serena.

"Very well thanks!" Mr. Mutou smiled, "I believe you got accepted by that fancy Ballet Academy uptown. Congratulations dear that was very well deserved."

Tea blushed brightly. It seemed that Mr. Hardwick was quite a gossip when the occasion called for it. "Uh…t-thank you, Mr. Mutou, that's very sweet of you to say."

"Let's go to the back and have a lovely cup of tea," Mr. Hardwick suggested, guiding Mr. Mutou gently by the shoulder in the back room's direction.

"Ah yes, sounds lovely, will it be that marvellously delicious jasmine tea that you served me last time?"

Mr. Hardwick nodded and laughed, "Of course!"

Tea smiled and waved the old men off, noticing for the first time that Mr. Mutou's eyes seemed familiar…

- (Later) -

A few hours had passed by uneventfully, and pretty soon Tea was preparing to lock up shop. She began locking up the glass cabinets first, pausing briefly to dust away thin layers of dust, and then continued on from where she left off, enjoying the relatively peaceful and silent atmosphere that the shop always had during 'closing-time.' She smiled as went on to lock the last cabinet, her thoughts turned elsewhere and not paying enough attention to anything else around her…when the bell above the door chimed.

"Oh, I'm sorry, but we're about to clo-" her eyes widened in fear, as the very last person she had ever wanted to see again, entered the store. She edged her way to the side of the counter, contemplating on dashing behind it to put some distance between them, but realized that it would have only trapped her. "U-uh s-store's closed."

"That's okay, I didn't wanna buy anything." The figure took an intimidating step forward, "Just came to talk to you, that's all."

Tea shook her head furiously and took several steps backward, "I don't want to talk to you…s-so I t-think it's best t-that you l-leave…"

A wide sadistic smirk curled onto her pursuer's lips. "I'm not going anywhere."

"Domino City is a fucking crap bucket in hell! What the fuck?" Yugi growled as rain poured from the sky. He leant up against a pillar and stared at the grey clouded sky above him, with an incredibly bored and defeated look on his face, as Yami munched on some potato chips beside him.

"What the hell is your problem now?" Yami grumbled in response before crunching another tomato flavoured chip.

"I'm fucking bored, wet and irritated, that's what!"

Yami swallowed and turned his gaze to Yugi in concern. His brother was unusually moody this evening and had just about snapped at every little possible discomfort or unfortunate occurrence that he could find. "Jeez is it that time of the month or something?" Yami commented dryly.

"Fuck you," Yugi grumbled, as he attempted to shift into a more, comfortable pose, appearing rather uncomfortable and tense.

Yami narrowed his eyes, "Are you alright? You seem pretty-"

"Yeah I'm fucking fantastic!" Yugi grumbled irritably, before practically shoving himself off the pillar and made his way back into the store they had just come out of. "I'll be right back."

Yami watched him leave with a baffled expression, deciding to shake his younger twin's unusual mood swings off with a shrug. He had grown used to his twin's mood swings that took place occasionally for often no apparent reason at all, after having shared a room with him for sixteen years, in which they used to sort out their disputes by constantly throwing things at each other, until they 'matured' and grew to tolerate each other's differences. Yami would find out what was wrong with him after he had calmed down a little.

He was about to stick another chip into his mouth, when an all too familiar and irritating voice halted all his actions…

"O-M-G! Yami is that you!" her sugary sweet voice held a high pitched squeal of surprise that created a very forceful urge within him, to ground his teeth together, which he manage to struggle off with years of skill he had acquired after being forced to co-exist with Dendera in the confinement of the tomb. He turned around slowly to face someone who he found to be worse than her however, and forced a smile.

"Yip," he said in an almost flat voice, though he was somewhat tempted to point in Yugi's direction and send her the other way. "Hi."

"Hey! Oh, my gosh, it's so good to see you again! What were the chances we'd end up meeting here of all places?" she giggled annoyingly.

Too good in your case, he thought irritably, but continued to smile at her politely. "Yeah…what were the chances?" he rubbed the back of his head, loosening some of his back muscles in the process. "How are you doing…uh…S-sss-Sabrina right?"

He watched secretly amused as her mouth twitched in its flirtatious smile. "Uh, actually it's Serena, remember?" she giggled in strained amusement, obviously only pretending to find his error funny.

'Not really, and in thirty seconds I'm going to conveniently forget it again,' he thought to himself secretly and smiled. "Sure, sorry about that...Selena"

"No, no, Ser-ena! I've got a R in my name," she giggled stupidly.

"Oh, right...sorry about that."

"Oh no, don't be, it happens right?" she laughed, flirtatiously flinging back a long, perfectly straight blonde strand of hair out of her eyes, which were like ice cold daggers. "How are you? Had enough of a feel for Domino City yet?"

"Quite well thanks, I suppose I have, it's quite an…unusual place. And you?"

"Oh, I'm awesome thanks! Just hate this rain," she rolled her eyes dramatically, "It doesn't do my hair any favours, nor my expensive Chanel or Levi collections! And don't even get me started on what it does to my incredibly expensive shoes, which were specially imported all the way from Paris!"

Oh Ra when was she going to stop. He had to bite his tongue to hold back an honest statement that was just begging him to be released, in which he would have just outright told her, 'Serena, I really don't care.' Why buy clothes from Paris anyway? He had seen plenty of clothes stores right here in Domino City. And what the hell was a Chanel and Levi collection? "Oh…I couldn't imagine," he responded, his fake smile wavering slightly.

"Though I do suppose the rain is good for one thing… it makes a perfect excuse for cuddling," she smiled and winked at him in an evident flirtatious manner, though he ignored her advances, completely unfazed by them.

He nodded his head causally in response, "Yeah, I guess it does." If she had lived in the Egyptian Desert, where seeing rain was so rare, that Yami, whom had lived there practically his whole life and had only seen it fall a few times…she wouldn't be so quick to mutter curses at it for damaging her overpriced shoes.

He heard the slight grind of her teeth, which was inaudible to human ears, and knew that his indifference towards her advances, was starting to get to her…and he enjoyed it. He did not like Serena's attitude towards Tea, or the unkind words that she secretly thought to call her by. However, it was the certain violent hostility that this girl had towards his girlfriend that he really didn't like, as well as her intention to hurt. And since it would have been all to simple to just label her as a bitch, Yami had to restrain and constantly remind himself that there was more to Serena than met the eye. Everyone had a reason for the way they turned out.

An arm was suddenly flung around her waist and she was lifted up slightly off the ground in a not-so-gentle way and pulled into a one-armed, tight and awkward, embrace. "Hey babe!" A guy that was about the same height as Seto, maybe an inch shorter, greeted loudly, planting a rough kiss on her left cheek, before regarding Yami with defensive and suspicious eyes. "Sup dude!"

"Hi," Yami greeted with a nod, before Serena cut in.

"Ouch! Shane, you're hurting me! And you're messing up my hair!" she laughed, though Yami picked up on her irritation and sudden resentment she felt towards the oversized bully, which had yet to realize that she wasn't joking.

"Have we met before, you seem familiar?" Shane asked with darkened and jealous eyes.

Before Yami could answer, Serena nervously cut in. "Shane, baby, this is Yami, he's new in town and a good friend of mine," she winked at him, before turning back to her own boyfriend. "He's dating your ex, Tea, so be nice to him."

"Tea?" Shane asked with a totally confused expression, as though he had never heard of the name before in his entire life.

She nudged him in the side lightly with her elbow, "Tea Gardner! From school? You remember her right?"

Realization finally dawned on him. "Whoa! That Tea? I never went out with her," he argued.

Serena shook her head and gave Yami a look before rolling her eyes playfully. "Well anyway, this is her new boyfriend."

Shane regarded Yami with an unusual look before offering him a hand to shake. "Cool. I'm Shane West, former quarterback of the Domino High's Ravens," he stated unnecessarily in a very proud tone.

"A pleasure," Yami acknowledged while politely shaking the fool's hand, and just as he had anticipated, Shane attempted to intimidate him by trying to almost crush his hand in a death grip, which Yami naturally retaliated by mimicking the same action…only adding ten percent more pressure. Shane's eyes bulged in their sockets and his lips parted slightly, as pain soared through his being. "I'm Yami, just Yami…no sport titles."

"Oh really? That's a surprise, you seem pretty athletic," Serena said in an overly friendly tone that masked her flirtation very well. She either hadn't noticed Shane's pained expression, or simply didn't care, seeming to be quite capable of both.

"I didn't stay in a team for very long," he explained, fighting back the urge to grin.

"Why, did you have commitment issues?" Shane all but growled through clenched teeth, as he inconspicuously cradled his sore hand.

"Not at all, just had more important things to do," Yami stated with a shrug.

Shane scoffed at Yami and gave him an incredulous look as though nothing in the world was more important than sport, but Serena decided to step in and stop the conversation right there and then. "So anyway, Yami, since you're new in Domino City I doubt that you've heard of the annual 'Light Night Festival' yet have you?"

Yami shook his head, "Afraid not."

Serena's bright blue eyes glowed with excitement, and he half expected her to jump up and down on the spot in delight, "Well its three months from now, and quite festive. If you're still in town around then, you have to come to my father's Ball Party, it's the most prestigious event of the year, everyone whose anybody, will be there, and I'll set you up as a VIP guest."

Yami struggled against the urge to grind his teeth together while in their presence, finding the name of this so-called prestigious event to be rather ridiculous, 'Ball Party?' Sounded real classy. "Sounds great…I'll have to see closer to the time."

Yami could practically sense Shane's black aura of negativity as jealousy began to cloud his better judgement. "Yeah it is great…and it operates on a strict no-losers policy," he stated unnecessarily through slightly clenched teeth, glaring at Yami warningly with light moss green eyes.

'Poor guy must have felt very left out then,' Yami thought secretly while fighting back a smirk.

"Oh shoot! My facial! Shane we've got to go, I have to be there in like five minutes!" Serena whined as she tugged on his arm.

"Sure babe, anything and everything for you," he said through a triumphant smirk, seeming to direct his words at Yami, who raised an eyebrow in response.

Serena didn't seem to take any notice and continued to tug him away, but not before giving Yami a very suggestive smile and wink, before blowing him a small kiss behind Shane's turned back. "See you soon Yami!" her sugary-sweet and low voice sang angelically, though her words were laced with a certain seductive charm that sent all too familiar chills of dread up his spine. She reminded him too much of Dendera.

Forcing himself to act accordingly, he forced a smile and politely waved back, hoping that that was the last time he would ever run into either of them, when Yugi finally emerged from the store, holding a medium sized paper bag that was filled to the top with different kinds of candy…and a pack of cigarettes!

Yami eyed the unusual combination with curiosity and concern, especially the pack of cigarettes. "Since when do you smoke? And why do you have candy?"

"Do I ask you about the things you buy? Huh? No! So fuck off!" Yugi grumbled moodily while he unwrapped a sugar-drop and stuffed it into his mouth, grimacing at the foreign taste and almost looked like he wanted to hurl it back up again.

Yami gaped at him in concern. This was very unusual behaviour. Fully fledged vampires, generally never ate food, since there diet only consisted of blood. Of course this didn't necessarily mean that they couldn't, it just wasn't necessary and highly unnatural…kind of like in the same way it was for a human to drink blood.

"Okay, enough of this bullshit, what the fuck's up with you?" Yami growled, losing his patience.

"Nothing damn it, I'm fine!" Yugi growled back, stuffing another sweet into his mouth.

Yami observed him more closely, taking note that Yugi was indulging in craving-things, and began to wonder if that was perhaps what his brother's problem was. "Are you…are you craving something Yugi?"

Yugi's jaw clenched, giving himself away immediately.

Yami smirked despite himself, "Don't tell me that drinking bagged-blood has taken a toll on you, it's only been a day-"

"Ha! I wish. This has got nothing to do with my new diet Yami! Fuck, if only it were that fucking simple you son of a bitch…Ra damn it, this shit tastes fucking terrible! How the hell does anyone eat this crap?" Yugi shoved the bag at Yami and clenched and unclenched his hands.

Yami eyed Yugi with wide surprised eyes, carefully pulling out a toffee-chocolate sweet and slowly slipped it into his mouth, before chewing it quietly. "Hmm…I don't know what you're complaining about it tastes just fine to me-"

"Shut up!" Yugi growled, turning his gaze away angrily. "Shouldn't you be heading over to your girlfriend round about now?"

Yami's eyes widened. "Oh shit, that's right…uh…are you coming?"

"I obviously don't have a life! So why not?" Yugi grumbled irritably as he stepped out into the rain, allowing it to run over him and soak into his skin.

Yami hopped off the sidewalk and dashed to his side, elbowing him playfully in the side, "Perks of being a vampire right?"

A hostile growl erupted up his younger twin's throat, before a plain, humourless smile crept to his lips, "You have no idea…"

"I'm not interested in anything you have to say James!" Tea growled venomously, her sapphire eyes glaring cold daggers at him.

"Wait baby, just hear me out okay! Look, I get that I haven't treated you right in the past, but I can change that 'kay? Just pretty please, give me anoth'a chance?" James pleaded with an almost genuine look of regret in his eyes, but the red - blood shot - corners that outlined his whites, did away with any pitying thought she had about the so called 'remorseful' man.

"I don't buy it James, get out!" she commanded angrily.

"Look Tina, baby…if ya come back I'll give ya an extra fifteen bucks an hour! Ye'll be the best paid waitress in Domino City, and an extra twenty if you work overtime, that's a good deal Honey T," James negotiated with an almost civilized tone, but Tea saw through it immediately.

Who was he kidding, sure it was a good deal enough for most of the morons that worked for him, but wasn't nearly worth it for putting up with his crap. "First of all, it's Tea! And second of all, I'm not interested, so you can just stick your offer. Now please leave, I have to lock up."

"Okay, okay…if you come back you'll get your raise and an additional three hundred if ya spend the night at my place," he winked at her before leaning forward, greatly invading her personal space.

"You're disgusting James! Get away from me! I'll never go back to you!" Tea screamed as she flung herself away from him, hitting her back hard against the glass counter.

James rolled his eyes, his expression seeming to lose all signs of patience. "Alright…no more mister nice guy," his hands flung up and grabbed her by the wrists, pinning them to her sides and shoved her down onto the counter in an awkward position. "Tea…I'm not going to beg you to come back to your job, you WILL come back! Just like you will ditch that little prick you've been fucking on the sly and come back to me, where you belong you little slut!"

Tea's heart thudded against her chest so hard that she feared it would explode. She was powerless against James, and to make it worst, completely alone. Mr. Hardwick had left earlier to accompany Mr. Mutou home, and she had no idea when Yami was going arrive, though she hoped it was soon. "Get off me!" she screamed.

He freed one of her wrists and used his free hand to slap her across the face, "Shut the fuck up! I came to claim back what is mine, and you Whore, belong to me! Now listen closely, I'll kill him, do you understand? I own the backstreets baby, I have rooted connections that run deep within the black market…don't think for one second that that little prick is safe."

Tea growled in frustration as she tried in vain to break free, until his venomous words sunk in. Although Yami had a powerful and strong vampiric side to him, he also had a vulnerable and weak human side that made it still possible for him to be killed just like any other mortal being, which meant that James' threat could therefore not be so easily ignored…

"Now come along with me, and no one will get hurt…okay?" James whispered through a triumphant smirk, as he began to gaze down onto her breasts, a look of lust swirling within his bloodshot eyes. "Don't worry baby, I'll make you scream my name louder than he ever could."

She had no idea what came over her the moment she heard those words. It was as though someone or something else had taken control over her body and forced commands in her mind. Her knee came up without a single conscious thought behind its action, and connected with his lower region with an almost shattering force, sending James straight to his knees, howling with pain as she made a run for it to the back door of the store.

The back door led straight into an alley way, which she hurried down, without looking back, jumping over discarded cardboard boxes and random objects, almost falling over several times in the process. She heard the store's metal back door slam open behind her and didn't have to look back to know that James was coming after her. Feeling frightened tears fall from her eyes, she forced herself forward, running as fast as her legs could take her. She had just made it out of the alleyway when she hit into a solid object and almost bounced off backwards, but two arms reached out and grabbed her, stopping her from falling over.

"Ah!" she screamed, thrashing in his grip, "Let go!"

"Tea! Tea! Calm down, it's just me!" Yugi's frantic voice called to her.

She took in a deep breath as their eyes met, and suddenly she couldn't help but dive into his arms and wail out her fear, "Oh god, Yugi, it's you! I'm so sorry…I'm so sorry!"

Yugi wrapped his arms around her a little hesitantly and gently brushed a few strands of her hair, making shushing noises as she cried onto his shoulder, awkwardly standing a little higher than him. "Hey, hey, it's okay, don't cry…salt's not good for leather you know?"

She sniffled and immediately pulled back, wiping her tears away, and forced a small smile, "Sorry about that."

Yugi gave her a small, sympathetic smile of his own, "Hey don't mention it. You okay?"

"Y-yeah…I-I'm okay, just-"

Her heart almost halted in mid-beat as she caught glimpse of him, slowly strolling down the sidewalk towards them, before his soothingly powerful voice held her entire being hostage. "There you are, sorry about being late we were…" Yami looked over at Tea in concern, halting in mid sentence as he took in her tear stains and bruised wrists, and rushed over to her side at an inhuman speed grasping her shoulders tightly. "Tea? What happened?"

She flinched involuntarily at the contact and shuddered, gulping down a lump that had formed in her throat. "J-James…he was here."

"That idiot from the-"

"Did he touch you?" Yami interrupted, his eyes blazing in rage.

Tea bit her lip and nervously glanced away suddenly afraid of him.

"Yami, calm down," Yugi commanded half-heartedly, his tone casual and relaxed, "The fu-uh- I mean, fudging idiot, couldn't have got far on his two little human legs…bet the wanker's close by-"

"No!" Tea cried, her eyes both pleading and terrified, as she gripped onto Yami. "H-he didn't hurt me…please, he's not worth it. Let's just go home."

Yami breathed in deeply, struggling for control over his raging anger that was peeling through his every nerve. "Tea…" he said in a very strained and low voice.

At that moment Yugi felt someone watching them, and turned to look behind him. There was no one suspicious in particular that he could pin point as the culprit, but he definitely felt a pair of hostile eyes, gazing bullets directly at them from somewhere in an inconspicuous manner, stalking their movement a little too closely for his liking. He immediately did a quick sensory survey of the area to see if they were been watched by a vampire, but felt nothing. He would have shrugged it off as simply a curious bystander that noticed the commotion that had taken place within their little gathering, but the gaze on them felt too threatening and hostile to be ignored.

"Yami, let's get Tea inside," Yugi suggested gently, as he took a step to the side where he was out of Tea's range of sight and winked at his older twin. 'Dude, the fucker goes to the same place every night…we'll pay him a visit soon enough, but right now, oh big and responsible brother of mine, I think we should focus on de-traumatizing her and not make it worse.'

Yami ground his teeth together as he pulled Tea into a protective embrace, holding her tightly in his arms while giving Yugi a look of resentment. He hated it when Yugi, the troublemaker and rebellious one of the two, actually made sense…It just wasn't how things were supposed to operate. With a deep sigh, he decided to calm down and tend to Tea first, but he was definitely far from leaving things be… vowing intently that he would make James pay for this.

He took Tea's hand gently and began to guide her back to the store, fighting back the urge to track James down and…he didn't quite know what would happen after that. "Are you sure you're not hurt anywhere?"

Tea nodded and forced a smile, "No, just a little shaken up."

"Oh! I know what she needs-"

"No!" both he and Tea said at once, small genuine smiles creeping onto the corners of their mouths.

Yugi sighed and rolled his eyes, "Jeez, whatever."

He followed close behind them as they made their way back into the shop, his dark, scarlet eyes turned in a half-lidded glare to the side. He could still feel those hostile eyes on them…cold and heartless, with a kind of hungry desire, something that felt so unnatural and soulless…yet the scariest thing was…it was definitely human.

It had been a rather long day for both of them, and without thinking much about it, Tea had dragged Yami into her apartment, wanting his touch more than anything she had ever wanted in her life. Perhaps it was the egotistical idea James had had, believing that he was a better lover than Yami, and she wanted to prove him wrong, even though she already knew that that had been already established…or perhaps she just needed the closeness that they shared…whatever it was, it brought them into her small, cluttered living room, where nothing else in the world seemed to exist but the lover that stood before the other.

Yami gently clasped her wrists, massaging the bruises James had made, and pulled her into an embrace, moving his hands up her back to rub small patterns along her skin, while treating her neck to gentle, caressing kisses. She moaned in contempt and ran her hands up his rock hard chest, sending pleasurable chills through his body as her gentle motions increasingly turned him on. Dangerous thoughts about having her squirming beneath him, influenced his advances, and his hands, with a mind of their own, made their way down her back, and sneakily slid under her shirt.

Tea didn't think that it was fair and immediately began to tug at his shirt wanting it off him. He pulled away from her slightly, and smirked down at her with an incredibly mischievous glint in his scarlet eyes that seemed much wilder tonight than they ever had before. "Eager are we?"

She trailed her index finger from the hollow of his collar bone and down his chest making her way dangerously low and stopped torturously at his belt buckle. "Extremely," she whispered seductively, her eyes holding a wild glint of their own.

Yami bent down and caught her lips with his as she began to slowly pull up his shirt. Their kiss grew more passionate and somewhat violent as the need for each other began to burn brighter within them. Every touch, every moan, every kiss, set their hormones racing and Yami was on the verge of losing control and simply ripping off her clothes, and take her there and then, when…

Thud! Thud! Thud!

"Oh, little pig, little pig! Let me in!" Yugi's voice called out from behind the door annoyingly.

Yami ground his teeth together irritably and breathed out a frustrated sigh. Yugi would choose to interrupt at the most inconvenient of times. He still held Tea close to him as he turned his fiery, glaring gaze at the door. "Piss off!"

It was silent for several minutes, before Yugi responded with an equally annoying chant, "Well then I'll huff, and then I'll puff, and then I'll blow the door down!"

Tea giggled as she pried Yami's arms off her, giving him a regretful look before straightening her shirt and making her way towards the door, leaving Yami who pouted after her, to stand and glare at the door in which his younger brother stood safely on the other side, waiting for the little shit to enter his domain. He would make Yugi suffer for this.

Once he stepped through the doorway, Yugi smiled kindly at her. "Hey Tea, you look lovely and beautiful as always," he winked at her, before turning his gaze to Yami and openly grimaced. "Yikes, as for you brother, I think maybe a visit to a good plastic surgeon would do you some good…or a good accident."

Tea rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"Don't you have something useless to do with your free time?" Yami muttered irritably, wanting to get back to where he and Tea had left off, especially since his lower member had somewhat swelled with anticipation.

Yugi, genuinely oblivious, shook his head. "Nope! So I decided to come spend some time with you guys…family is important after all."

Yami inwardly growled. He was going to kill Yugi later.

"Oh that's so sweet Yugi," Tea smiled, "Why don't we have a movie night?"

Yugi grinned at her, "Awesome! What are we going to watch?"

Yami's eyes widened as an idea came to him, which he almost dismissed, but decided this would be the perfect revenge. "I've got an idea…" he walked over to Tea and hugged her from behind, whispering something in her ear to which she grinned at in response.

"Okay!" she said enthusiastically, practically sprinting over to set the DVD player up.

Yugi watched after her curiously, before glancing back at Yami who wore an evil smirk on his face. The sight made him slightly uncomfortable, and suddenly he knew something was up. "What's going on?"

"We're going to watch a movie…and YOU WILL watch it with us."

He brushed off Yami's chilling tone with a casual shrug and stepped into the living room, smiling cheerfully as his gaze fell on her crouched form, while she skilfully worked with the DVD player. Yami on the other hand made himself comfortable on the couch and shot Yugi a rather 'disturbing' look that made him somewhat a little nervous, though he refused to show it. "S-sooo Tea…what's tonight's entertainment?"

Tea smiled up at him sweetly, "Oh it's one of my favourite movies!"

An odd warning sensation began to alarm his senses. "Oh really, well then I'm sure I'm going to love it! What's it called?"

Yami smirked and gave a simple, "Humph," which was too soft for human ears to detect.

"Twilight!"

Oh dear Ra, no!

This "Twilight" bullshit was the bane of every vampire's existence, and a personal pain in his ass. Rebecca's friend, the girl that he killed, had practically driven him insane the second she discovered what he was, and had said something about having changed her name to one of the movie's characters, which he took a wild guess and assumed was 'Alice'…whoever the fuck that was. His recent victims also seemed to have a fixation with this 'Edward' character, and one brain-dead bimbo actually asked him knew the Cullen's personally. Now there was something even worse out; a crossbreed of JRR Tolkien's – Lord of the Rings – and Twilight…something about vampires and a journal of sorts, in which rings could be worn by the vampires to enable them to walk around on the surface during daylight hours without frying to a crisp…

Yugi nervously rubbed the back of his head taking a small, barely conspicuous step sideways, hoping to make a hasty retreat. "Oh…well in that case-"

Yami rushed up behind him, in a movement too quick for human eyes to process, and held him to the spot in a firm grip. "Oh, no you don't!" he rasped softly, making sure that Tea couldn't hear him. "If I have to suffer, then YOU WILL SUFFER WITH ME!"

Tea glanced behind her, smiling at the boys cheerfully as she pressed the start button. "I'll go make some popcorn quick, don't start without me!"

The boys nodded enthusiastically, each smiling cheerfully until she left the room. Both their smiles dropped into snarls and each gave their opposite a hostile glare.

"You're not going to last ten fucking minutes!" Yami growled challengingly.

"Wanna fucking bet?"

"Game on!" both said at the same time, each giving the other a challenging gaze as they made their way to their designated locations in the living room. Yami on the loveseat, which he would share with Tea, and Yugi made himself comfortable on the floor just between Yami and Tea's unoccupied space…

- -(few minutes into the movie)- -

At first the movie seemed to start out okay…but then things were getting weird.

"Are those the vampires?" Yugi asked as he watched the scene in which each vampire was introduced by one particular air-headed appearing character.

"Yip, those are the vampires," Tea answered through a smile.

"Why are they so pale?"

"Because they're…well…vampires Yugi," Tea said in an obvious tone, giving Yugi a questioning look.

"Oh…I like the blonde one," Yugi commented as he eyed the super hot female vampire.

- -X- -

"Wait a sec…these vampires…have venom in their fangs?" Yugi asked in a rather bored tone. This had to be a joke.

Tea nodded, "Yip, that's how they turn other humans into vampires...though they don't actually have fangs."

"Dear Ra, what next?...And just when I thought they couldn't tarnish our race any further than making them sparkle like fucking disco balls," Yugi mumbled lowly.

"At least they look better than you ever will, in sunlight," Yami retorted immediately before Tea could jump to her favourite movie's defence.

"I'd rather turn to ash than be compared to a gay pair of seventies bellbottoms!"

Yami shook his head and rolled his eyes.

"Whoa, poor Eddy's suffering a major boner right now," Yugi observed, while watching the scene in which Edward and Bella's make-out session began to get carried away.

Yami bonked Yugi on the head hard enough to make a light thud, to which Yugi flinched in response to. He turned around and gave his older twin a vengeful glare, promising that sometime in the near future he would get him back for that, but Edward's sudden fast-paced movement brought him back to the screen. Yugi was surprised to see him backed up against the wall, breathing heavily. "What now, did he suddenly grow conscious of the fact that his dick equals the length of his pinky?"

Yami growled under his breath, "Yugi just shut up and watch the frikin movie."

'Life's too short!' Yugi's mental voice retorted dryly.

"Well aren't you glad then that you've got a lot of it?" Yami retorted back in a sarcastic whisper.

Yugi just smirked.

He had had just about enough he could stomach of Twilight, and was probably mentally scarred for the rest of his life. The only thing he found worth watching was who he believed should have been the main character, Rosalie…the hot blonde vampire with a real bite to her name. His ego had been severely bruised when he got a good look at Edward…played by an actor named…Bob Pattinson? Whatever – the point was…girls went crazy over this guy! And Yugi couldn't help but ask…why? Besides height, which he was constantly reminded that he lacked severely of, what did this guy have that he didn't? Hell, Yugi even had more of a tan than his pale, totally washed out, bleached, complexion…and he also didn't glitter like a Ra damn fairy princess.

He stopped under a tall street lamp that barely gave enough of a glow to attract a single moth, and leant up against it, pulling out his packet of cigarettes from his back pocket as well as a lighter. Yeah, smoking was definitely a first for him, as he had never, and still didn't, find the taste or the smell, all that delightful. However, desperate times, called for desperate measures…and man, these were desperate times. He stuck a cigarette into his mouth and lit it, skilfully flinging the lighter up and catching it in the opposite hand behind his back, where he immediately slid it into his back pocket - all while taking his first puff.

The streets were strangely empty for a change, probably due to the unpredictable weather, though he could hear a faint tune of sorts coming from somewhere close by but out of sight, as well as distant drunkard laughter and what sounded like something rustling around in a dumpster. He breathed in his cigarette, his mind wondering over the puzzle pieces that were slowly falling into place. So far, everything was going exactly as planned…except for a few minor complications that he would deal with all in good time.

He smirked at the thought, and allowed his eyes to travel up to Tea's living room's window. They were expecting him back any minute now. Apparently a second movie of the Twilight franchise existed, much to his absolute horror, and according to Tea, it was a 'must-see.' Bullshit, there were plenty of 'must-sees' in this world, 'The Pyramid of Giza,' 'The Sphinx,' 'The Great Wall of China,' 'A Brooklyn strip-club,' and Yami under the influence...the glittering vamps, were not one of them.

He was about to put his cigarette out, when a sudden warning sensation hit his senses powerfully, alarming him of her presence before he caught sight of her. He glanced up in time to see her leap off a ledge that separated two, enormously tall, buildings, and fall gracefully to the ground, landing on both her feet in a perfect upright position, while her hair fell swiftly into place, covering her eyes and most of her face from him. He felt his mouth fall open, and in doing so, felt the cigarette fall from his lips, 'What the hell?'

She was unlike anything he had ever seen before in his entire existence. Everything about her appearance practically screamed acclamation of purity and innocence…yet the blackened aura surrounding her, found typically in all vampires, suggested otherwise.

She remained unmoving and still, not even seeming remotely aware of his presence, as though caught in a dazed trance, which made Yugi slightly uncomfortable. It was common knowledge for those that were a part of the vampire race that one could never trust a vampire from another clan…but Yugi now had a special and personal issue with trusting unknown vampires, particularly with white hair.

"You want something?" he growled with an unfriendly and uninviting tone, glaring at the girl with cautious eyes.

She didn't answer him.

'Guess not,' Yugi thought to himself, before scanning the area with his sensory detectors, finding it unusual that she was alone to fend for herself. "Look, I'm not in the mood to scrub your blood off my leather tonight, so just get lost and don't show up around here ever again, do I make myself clear?"

She still refused to answer him, remaining unnaturally still, for a long, long time.

"What's with you? Can't speak English? Maybe, French? Spanish? Danish? German?" he was running low on patience, and contemplated on just ripping her apart for the sport of it…anything to relieve him of these frustrations.

Without answering, she began to slowly make her way towards him, her steps seeming small and hesitant, seeming to lack confidence, yet at the same time seemed weirdly casual. He raised an eyebrow, surprised by her boldness. Perhaps he too, gave her the impression of an innocent, fully aware of how his own appearance fooled many into believing him weak and harmless, when he was anything but. However, as understandable as it was, he would not let her mistake in judgement go by unpunished, and would teach her a valuable lesson about confronting a vampire in an incorrect form of conduct.

"Hey, look if you…" She stood before him, her eyes shadowed by a curtain of silky white bangs, with barely an arm's length of space between them, keeping her arms limply at her sides, still completely silent. Was there something wrong with her? He suddenly felt himself stupidly letting his guard down, and instead of acting defensive, grew concerned about her…mental…wellbeing. His instinctive alarming senses demanded that he put distance between them, knowing how foolish it was to allow her to get this close…and yet…she just looked too innocent.

"Hey…are you okay?" he asked in a strained, not-totally-trusting tone, slightly – for some unknown reason – reaching out to her.

She halted his movements, with a slow, gentle motion of her own, taking him by surprise. She pointed a finger slowly at his chest, cocking her head slightly as though she was staring at something intently.

Curious as to what she was looking at, Yugi glanced down, not seeing anything out of the ordinary or particularly interesting, when she dealt him an embarrassing assault. In a movement so quick and totally unexpected, she thrust her finger up and flicked his nose annoyingly, though the power she held behind her action was enough to cause him pain.

"Ow Ra damn it! What the fuck!" Yugi hissed while clutching his nose, both embarrassed for falling for such a stupid prank and raging mad that she had dared to humiliate him in such a way.

Her lips formed into an almost cruel, sadistic smile, tinted with dark amusement, and Yugi swore that he heard a chuckle escape her. He was just about to wring her neck, when she threw her weight down to the ground, thrashing an arm out to the side to break her fall, and spun around on it like a break dancer, kicking his legs out from underneath him, in a movement so fast he hadn't seen it coming, until he was on lying on his back, on the cold damp tar, noticing for the first time that the stars were out…

That was it! Angrily, he thrust his body upwards and sped towards her at an incredible speed, before grasping her wrists roughly, and shoving her against a back-wall, causing the plaster to crack. "That's it, you're fucking de-"

Lamia didn't let him finish his death threat, and quickly showed him her dissatisfaction about being manhandled. Her knee, automatically thrust upward, at the force of a tiny, rocketing sledge-hammer, connecting with his manhood at an extremely painful price that sent Yugi to his knees immediately, squealing in an ungodly manner that somewhat drifted to Yami's sensitive hearing the minute he sat back against the couch…

He had just grown accustomed to the peace and quiet that had come with Yugi's absence, and even more so, the little bit of alone-time that it had allowed for him to share with Tea, stealing one or two kisses every now and again…however, he was suddenly alerted by the high pitch whine that breezed in through a slightly opened window. 'What the hell?'

Tea looked up at him, "What's wrong?"

He heard Yugi's barely audible voice curse in tongues, sounding incredibly in pain, and decided he had better investigate. "Um, I'm not sure. Stay here for a sec, I just want to see what Yugi's up too."

She nodded without asking any questions before he hastily made his way towards the door and out the apartment at super speed, gaping in surprise when he saw Yugi crouched down on his knees, hissing under his breath and seeming red faced with dark rage. "Uh, Yugi what's-"

"Ra damn bitch!" Yugi hissed, muttering something else that sounded like a curse in Syrian.

Yami rushed towards him, gripping Yugi on the shoulders, "What happened?"

He shoved Yami's hands off him and growled, his red eyes literally glowing with a dim fiery light, and pin-pointed fangs flashed at the corners of his mouth, "What the fuck does it look like, I was attacked you dumb fuck!"

"By who?" Yami asked, as he glanced wildly around them, not seeing anyone at all.

"The new freak in town…some bitch with a fucking major wire loose!" Yugi growled angrily through clenched teeth.

"Where is she n-"

"Obviously she took off! Ra damn it Yami don't be a fucking dork!" Yugi bellowed in a very pained tone.

"You mean…you were put in this condition...by a girl?" Yami said, unable to resist the temptation.

"FUCK YOU!" Yugi said in an almost demonic and incredibly deep voice, taking a deep breath before he shot up to his feet and glowered angrily ahead of him, in which Yami assumed was the direction she had fled. "She can't be far, let's go!"

His body disappeared in a black, transparent mist, as he sped off after her, leaving a wide eyed and totally confused Yami, standing on the sidewalk. With only a moment's hesitation, he too soon sped off down the darkened streets, following close behind Yugi, who was almost impossible to trail after, not getting far when he sensed her presence.

Yugi sensed her too and darted off to the right, disappearing from sight, whereas Yami decided to remain where he was, already predicting what was going to happen. There was a tall wooden fence that separated the road from some back alley of one of the tall buildings that towered over him, providing the only exit from that side of the neighbourhood…

He waited patiently with his arms folded over his chest, listening to the two sets of running footsteps on the tarry road, identifying one as Yugi's, and the other's a more feminine, light weighted set, which was obviously the girl they were hunting down. He first heard a trash can slamming against something, then a loud bang and Ra awful screeching of metal sliding against something, and then finally saw a figure leap effortlessly over the fence.

He didn't have time to react, as she advanced onto him, throwing him backwards with a powerful shove. However, been an experienced fighter, he was able to back-flip in mid air and land on his haunches, skidding backwards until he came to a stop several feet away from her.

She launched at him at full speed, her movements far too quick and deadly for him to see properly, yet he managed to dodge her fatal claws and rocket-punches, though barely. She hissed in frustration, before slyly throwing her weight down as though imitating a wrestler's move, while kicking out, aiming at Yami's legs, which she planned to knock out from beneath him, but he was aware of her plan before she made it, and managed to dodge her attack yet again.

She flung her hand out to break her fall and spun around on it before flinging her body into an upright standing position, a mask of fury on her extremely pale skin. Her black eyes were merciless and cold, filled with hatred and cold anger, yet Yami couldn't help but double-take her appearance, which seemed so soft and gentle, almost angel like, compared to the monster that her eyes revealed her to be.

She was about to launch herself at him again, when Yugi intervened, dealing a hard blow to the back of her head, knocking her unconscious.

Yami quickly caught her body, before it hit the ground, and shot Yugi a disapproving glare. "Was that necessary?"

Yugi glared at Yami darkly, "You would never have been able to take her on; not with your pathetic half-human body's strength…she would have killed you."

Yami turned his gaze on her fallen, lifeless-seeming form, knowing that Yugi was probably right. "Where did she come from?"

"No idea…not from Egypt though."

Yami observed her more closely, noting that although still young into her transformation, she had obtained quite a great deal of strength. "She's still quite young, probably a year or two into her transformation…not much younger than you."

Yugi sniffed sarcastically, before glaring thoughtfully at her fallen body, his eyes seeming to glow with murderous intentions.

"Think she could be in ties with Bakura?" Yami asked softly.

"I don't know that's why I want to keep her alive."

This statement both surprised and fascinated Yami greatly. "Did I just hear you correctly? You want to spare her life?"

"Don't sound so frikin taken aback, I only want to find out what the hell that was all about back there, and then make her suffer for it...though now that I think of it, she might be able to lead us to Bakura."

Yami smirked, "Wow Yugi I'm impressed, you actually aren't so stupid after all."

"Shut up!" Yugi spat, still irritated over the last assault, "Let's wake her up and demand answers right now!"

Yami held up a hand to stop him, "Wait Yugi, rather let her sleep through the night and wake up tomorrow when the blood is out of her system and she's weakened."

"Wait for tomorrow? And just what the fuck am I supposed to do with her until then?"

"Take her back to our place and tie her down or something…" Yami suggested while scratching the back of his head, already knowing what Yugi was going to complain about.

"Oh, fucking great plan Yami! Brilliant fucking plan, you bright son of a bitch, how the fuck am I supposed to do that? Hmm? I can't even fucking chain her down! She'll chew right through them!"

"Look, if you can keep her asleep long enough, she'll weaken faster, so just make sure she stays asleep…use your ability if you have to."

Yugi sighed and rolled his eyes, reaching out both his arms to take her. Yami cautiously placed her limp body in them, half expecting Yugi to drop her on purpose and was surprised when he didn't. His last words before rushing off into the night came to Yami in a bare whisper, "She better be worth the effort."

Meanwhile Tea had grown a little anxious at both Yami and Yugi's disappearance, as they seemed to be taking a really long time to come back, but as Yami had assured her earlier that day, she needn't be concerned for their safety…yet still. There was James' henchmen somewhere out there at his disposal to consider, not to mention Ryou/Bakura…all things that she had to worry about.

She had just paced to the living room window for about the thirtieth time, when her eyes fell on the package that she had up until then forgot about. Sighing softly she walked over to it, curiously gazing over its large square figure, trying to figure out what it could possible contain. Deciding that she had better open it instead of irrationally worrying about the vampire twin brothers, she began to undo the restraints, humming quietly to herself, when a warning sensation began to swell within her stomach.

She had only time to draw back her hand when the cardboard broke apart in dramatic display, each layer pulling loose as though an unseen pressure was forcing its way out. The box's contents scattered free and spilled over her carpeted floor, each seeming to evilly mock her terror as a build up of overwhelming fear sparked through her entire being. Without being able to stop herself, she screamed.

After a rough evening of having to deal with enemy vampires, a vampire gone rabid, his father who insisted he be serviced by the new triplet slave girls, a hunting expedition gone wrong, and an episode with Dendera…Seto wanted nothing more than to rest and be over with it. He ducked into his bedchambers before anyone could stop him, and made his way over to bed, removing his cloak and shirt in the process, yet before he could do anything else, there was an annoying knock at his door.

Hissing through clenched teeth, he turned his ice-cold gaze at the door's direction. "What?" He barked aggressively, daring the person on the other end to respond.

"My lord, please I must speak with you!" His personal servant replied with an edge of confidence in his voice that Seto found rather annoying.

Using his telekinetic abilities, he unlocked the door, using his power to shove it open without needing to touch it. Without saying anything he walked over to the centre of his room, glaring at the cocky vampire before him that had dared to interrupt his sleep. His words however, were not needed, as the servant immediately began to go into the reason on why he had come, excitedly. "My lord, I have excellent news!"

His servant was young, and a fool. Still unlearnt in the proper etiquette on how to address a highly ranked vampire, which he had only his master to blame. Instead of kneeling down on one knee until given permission to do otherwise, he was standing. And instead of standing still and keeping a level tone, he was practically vibrating with excitement and thrashings his arms about like he was trying to fly somewhere, and yelled on the top of his voice…which greatly distressed Seto, who hated noise in a fierce passion.

"Sire, I know where Prince Atem is!" the young vampire said excitedly.

Seto raised an eyebrow.

"I heard from Dendera sire…she spoke to me of Prince Atem's fascination with the blood-whore that gave birth to him, and I thought that perhaps if he had such a fascination with her, would he then perhaps not travel to her homeland first?"

Well, at least it was safe to say that his servant was a complete idiot…but still an idiot no less. Seto turned his gaze away thoughtfully, going over what the slave had told him, before turning his attention back to him. "Who else knows of this?"

"Just you sire, I answer to you first always!" the slave proclaimed enthusiastically, but Seto didn't buy it.

He beckoned the slave forward, to which he naively complied with, dashing up to him with the same enthusiasm. Without warning Seto shoved a fist through the young vampire's chest and crushed the boy's heart, turning him to dust within seconds, before growling lowly to himself. Now he had to deal with his cousin on top of a very bad day.

Looked like he was going to have to pay his cousin a visit…Go figure.

Yay Seto! Uh...I mean - Uh Oh Seto...oooo... (breathe fan-girls, breathe!) So yeah I know this chapter isnt one of my best, sigh! But there is hope that the next one will be so much better, because well...can't let the cat out of the bag yet now can I? Once again thank you so much for reading, it really does mean a lot, I hope that it wasn't a total bore! My sis gave me hell for it (rolls eyes).

And just to make myself clear - I love Twilight! And I'm totally Team Edward! Go Eddie!

Oh yeah, sorry lemon fans for leading you on there, I know it was cruel of me, and quite frankly I hate it when that happens, but fear not! For I am already planning another steamy moment in the near future...who knows, maybe Yugi will be my next victim...Just saying. So before you all strangle me, I better rush off at super speed and go study. Love you all, hugs and kisses! Mwa Mwa!