Chapter 6

     Aisha struggled in her captor's grip while shouting, "Let me go!! I'm warning you, if you don't put me down this instant, I'll make you wish you had STAYED in that d*** Millennium Item!!!"

     Yami Bakura, growling, stopped and dropped the girl on the ground, making her squeak in surprise. He towered over her and said, glancing behind him to see if Yami and Yugi were still following, but they had stopped to get Joey and the others, "Be quiet or else your friends will find you in several places!"

     Aisha stood and glared at him. "Namagomi no baka!" Looking quite menacing, she did the only thing she could think of: glare and say swear words that would make a sailor blush.

     Yami Bakura sweat dropped at the girl's use of profaned language.

-------Meanwhile…

     Yami lead Yugi and his friends toward the bad part of town, where he guessed Yami Bakura would be.

     Joey, lagging along behind, gasped, "How much…*huff*…Longer till we…*puff*…get there, Big Yugi?"

     Yami, not even sparing a glance to the blond, said truthfully, "I have no idea…"

     "That's just peachy! So, your tellin' me we're lost?!" Joey yelled.

     Tristan nodded. "More then likely…" he grumbled.

     Tea looked worried, for both Bakura and Aisha. Please let them be okay…she thought as they continued to run, not even stopping to catch a breath.

--------Meanwhile…

     Yami Bakura dragged Aisha, who had stopped swearing and started trying to put Chinese, Japanese and Egyptian curses on him, down the street toward the part of town that made the bad part look like a resort area.

     He turned a corner and came face to face with…

     "Yami…" Yami Bakura growled, sneering.

     "Let her go!" Yami stated calmly, his crimson eyes flashing.

     "Or what? You'll seal my soul again? I highly doubt that." As she spoke, he pulled Aisha in front of him as a human shield, whipping out his pocketknife as he did so.

     Tristan raised his hands as he said, "Whoa, whoa! Hold on there, Tex! Lets talk this over!"

     Yami Bakura sneered and tightened his grip on Aisha's wrists, which began to bruise. "All I want is the girl. Leave now, and I will spare your petty lives." He said, backing away slowly.

     Joey started forward, his fist clutched so tightly that his knuckles turned white. "Why you…!"

     "I wouldn't do that if I were you, boy." Yami Bakura leered as he applied pressure to the knife, making Aisha whimper softly.

     "That's low, even for you…" Joey spat, backing off reluctantly.

     "So?" Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through Yami Bakura's chest, making him release Aisha as he dropped to his knees. Bakura fell from the Millennium Ring and onto the asphalt, his face twisted in pain as was his other.

     Aisha, Joey, Yugi, Tristan and Tea dashed to his side, leaving Yami to stare at Yami Bakura, his expression unreadable.

     Yami Bakura, clutching his chest in pain, gasped, looking up at the pharaoh, "What are you…*wince*…doing to me?!"

     "It is not me…" Yami sounded confused and more then a little worried.

     "It was I who have caused you the immense pain you are feeling, demon!" someone said, making everyone look up and the newcomer.

     "No…way!" Joey gaped.

     "Is it…possible?!" Yugi gasped, looking at the newcomer in shock.

     "Please tell me I'm not imagining things!" Tristan said, his eyes just about taking over his face.

     Aisha also gasped. "I have…a Yami?" she whispered as the newcomer kicked Yami Bakura and planted her foot on his back, applying pressure with every second.

     "Now, demon. You will perish!" Yami Aisha sneered, raising one hand, as a ball of golden light appeared, hovering in her hand.