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Zoo: You think this would be a fic if we did own Yu-Gi-Oh!? XD so, of course, we don't own it! ;_;
FC: Wohoo! Great work with your chapter Zoo-chan ^_^ you had plenty in it and I don't feel as sorry
for Bakura now
Flareon Muse: is that a good thing?
Zoo & Eevee Muse: *shrug* Wouldn't know
Flareon Muse: XD
FC: anywho I apologise again for my bad authoring in not getting this chapter out for ages but I've had
exams, then Christmas shopping, then Christmas then New Year and then I get banned from going
online so I couldn't get this out ~.~ so it was ready earlier I just couldn't get it to you. I'm sorry to both
you the readers and Zoo-chan for making you all wait.
Zoo: …
FC: I'm sorry!!!!!!! ;_;
enjoy peeps ^______^
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"…Instead, only try to realise the truth.
What truth?
There is no spoon"
- The Matrix
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Chapter 7- Rendezvous and Juxtaposition
This happened every morning!
Yuugi ran down the stairs, feet pounding loudly against the worn carpet, faded colours showing signs
of age. He glanced at his watch, fully aware that he was late anyway. Dashing into the kitchen, he slid
to a stop beside the fridge, yanking the door open in a hunt for breakfast.
Bread found itself thrown into the emerald toaster, orange juice cascaded into a waiting glass. What
had he forgotten?
"Yami!"
Yuugi ran back through the kitchen, unsure of where the vampire actually was. A vague remembrance
of the living room at 3:30 in the morning stuck the boy, turning his attention to the specific room. He
reached the open doorway, violet eyes catching a direct glance at the still sleeping vampire, his
demonically angelic face peaceful as he slept; oblivious to the world around him.
Yuugi's heart pulled at him not to disturb the beautiful vampire but school beckoned both of them. He
moved to the Vampire King, small hands resting on his arm as he shook Yami gently. The vampire
groaned, moving his arm away from Yuugi's soft touch as he tried to remain asleep.
Yuugi persisted with his shaking, shouting at Yami to enforce his need for the darkness to get up.
"Yami we're gonna be late if you don't get up! C'mon!"
Yami frowned, snapping crimson eyes open as he glared at Yuugi, irritated by his ceaseless shaking
and yelling. He sat up, swatting at Yuugi's hand as he stood, flexing his refreshed muscles.
"At last! C'mon we've gotta go now!" Yuugi insisted, grabbing Yami's arm once again; pulling him
through to the kitchen.
Yami smiled inwardly at the teenager's actions, his small frame hurried in the morning rush due to
sleeping in. Waking up was probably the one thing Yuugi was _not_ good at doing to fit his perfect
organisation. But, hey, he was a regular teenager, nothing less was expected.
Yami found himself out the door walking quickly towards Domino High before he could say greased
lightning. He walked at his usual pace, long strides stepping out so Yuugi had a hard time keeping up
with him.
"Where did you learn to walk so fast?!"
Yami chuckled dryly at the comment, slowing down slightly for the short freshman. "I didn't learn, it's
just natural" he remarked, looking up; spying the school as it loamed up in front of the pair.
Yuugi huffed at the answer his mind registering it as totally unnatural to walked _that_ fast. But then
Yami wasn't natural in this world, he never would be out of folks tales and legends. He wasn't meant
to be, not to Earth's inhabitants. Yuugi wasn't prejudice- he had no right in his own eyes to judge
someone who wasn't like him. How can anyone help how they were born?
Yami glanced at Yuugi, seeing his deep expression, thought written over his face. "Care to share what
you're thinking about with a curious vampire?"
Yuugi looked up, the glazed look leaving his gentle lavender eyes. "This and that, nothing important."
Yami nodded, boots crunching on the gravel as he entered the school grounds, summer grass glistening
with morning dew, crystal-like droplets hanging from the blades. Various students who still hadn't
entered the main building yet smiled at the pair as they walked past. Several girls looked at Yami and
smiled, giggling when he gave a vague smile back. Yuugi saw his unnerved expression, mildly
confused by the girl's reactions.
"Looks like you've got some admirers." Yami's headed jerked down as he looked at Yuugi.
"I don't want any!"
Yuugi laughed at the vampire's negative response, shaking his head in amusement as they entered the
building; the piercing bell ringing out its shrill message.
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Jou glanced over at Yami who appeared to be paying no attention to the dragging lesson, their teacher's
irritating voice seemingly unheard by him. He didn't want to be there as much as the vampire, blond
bangs swept away from his face with a slender finger. The teen turned his chocolate gaze back round to
the front of the class, peering at the perplexing diagrams of chemical bonds and equations that littered
the dirtied board. It didn't make any sense to him even if he tried concentrating.
What was the point in attempting the impossible?
Instead the blonde settled back in his seat, eye drooping in fatigue before closing completely. That was
his comeuppance for staying out late the night beforehand.
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Yami also understood none of this- education in his world was much more simple than this. It was the
basic know your boundaries and stick to them along with how to hunt successfully. Reading and
writing was compulsory for the vampires- they knew their ancient language, their modern language and
the language of the darkwolves. Vampires were highly intelligent beings and they lived up to that
reputation. But chemistry definitely was _not_ part of that intelligence.
Yami knew all he needed to and this crap wasn't classed in that category. The Vampire King resolved
his boredom by planning his next hunt and how he would go about it. A glimpse of a smirk flickered
across his face as his next sadistic idea formed in a devious mind.
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Honda glanced up as the school secretary entered the classroom, interrupting the teacher in the middle
of her ionic bond speech. She whispered something hurriedly before receiving a serious nod from the
chemistry professor. She walked out, heeled shoes clicking against the polished floor.
"An immediate assembly has been called by Mr. Jackson so I want you all to go straight to the
gymnasium."
Honda stood, along with the rest of the class, his books sitting abandoned on his desk as he nudged Jou,
waking the blond, before filing out of the room; meeting Yuugi, Yami and Anzu in the corridor.
"I wonder what this assembly's 'bout," Jou muttered, hands resting deep in his jean pockets, "they
never call one less it's real important."
Anzu shrugged, just as clueless as the rest of them. "I don't know, but by the looks of it the whole
school's been called to it."
Yuugi walked silently with Yami, brief ideas of what the assembly could be about, one in particular
sticking in his head, refusing to budge as it appeared to be one of the most obvious answers.
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Domino students sat restlessly on the gymnasium benches, their constant discussions forming into a
huge roar of noise. It annoyed Yami to no end, what was the point in discussing ideas _before_ they
knew what this meeting was about? It made no sense.
"Look! There's Mr. Jackson!" Honda called so he could be heard above the deafening sea of voices.
An eerie silence bestowed the gym, bright and dull faces alike staring down expectantly at the school's
head. His face was grave, wispy chestnut hair brushed back though it continued to stand up in a
stubborn fashion. Brown eyes, flecked with green darts, were downcast as he stepped up to the
microphone set up on a stage in front of the school's pupils.
"You are probably wondering why I called an immediate assembly and I apologise for interrupting
your classes," Mr. Jackson's voice was sombre, enhanced by the speakers set up close to him. "Some
of you may have heard about a string of recent murders in this area, all committed brutally. Another
two people were found in the woods east of here. They were students here at Domino High Akio
Tosodo and Hiroshi Meho. Due to these recent events it has been strongly advised by both me and the
police that you do not go out alone or for long periods of time until this murderer is found. Please be
aware that this person is _very_ dangerous and is possibly working with another."
Yuugi glanced across nervously at Yami, who seemed to take no interest in what the Principal was
saying except when he said about working with someone else. The vampire gained a slightly insulted
look from this comment but other than that he showed no emotion to the subject.
"And if you have any information about who the murder is then please tell the police immediately."
Yuugi knew exactly who it was but he could never tell anyone, not only would they not believe him in
saying Yami was a vampire, but he would have betrayed the vampire, and that was something he could
not do to a friend.
But, was that what Yami was to Yuugi?
A friend?
Or was he something less or maybe more? Whatever he was to the freshman it meant that he still could
not tell anyone about Yami. Besides, he has promised the vampire he would not say to anyone about
him. Yuugi didn't break promises.
The still hall yelled out with angry and curious shouts along with sorrowful ones from friends of
Yami's latest victims, mingling together once more in a inquisitive jumble. Students began to stand,
moving from their seats as directed by their teachers; back to their classes.
Yuugi's group moved away, each were silent as they walked alone with separate thoughts.
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Quiet whispers ran around the school for the majority of the day, rumours of who or _what_ mutilated
and slaughtered so many in so few days. Suspicious glances flickered over the room, enemies staring at
each other but the main rumour centred itself around Yami.
A teenager's mind is overly complex, most of the time it centred itself around social activities and
exuberance. But in small corners it operated with curiosity, logical theories forming in these areas. And
it didn't take much for some of the students to put two and two together.
Was it, or was it not highly suspicious that these murders started around the time that Yami came?
Someone who looks exactly like Yuugi, except for the slightest differences in height and facial
features, who no one appears to know much about; who faces one of the toughest boys in the school
without flinching and scares him half to death. And from what he had said there was something strange
almost sinister about this new guy.
"He's a monster! And I ain't tellin' no lie!"
Ok, let's rewind a bit and look at the word monster. A monster is considered as something evil, most
are hideous to look upon and feared by many; often related with the word fiend.
Yami?
Evil, yes.
Hideous, no.
He was quite the opposite, beautiful ivory skin enhancing dangerously glistening crimson eyes,
crowned with curious ebony spikes edged with blood fronted with lightning gold bangs. He was
shockingly beautiful- all eyes turned to him in an instant of him entering a room. If it was one thing he
could never be described as, it was hideous.
Yuugi had observed the crude rumours and looks throughout the afternoon, all of them had been
dissolved by Yami's icy stare. The vampire didn't appear to be directly affected by any of it- he didn't
care what mere humans thought. Maybe it was better that way; then the risk of people getting hurt was
far less.
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Yuugi sat on his bed, gazing up at the whitewashed ceiling, violet eyes wandering over the bumpy
surface.
Yami sat at the foot of the boy's bed, his pale skin seemingly glowing in the dying sunlight that filtered
in through the open window. Both had hardly spoken since they had left school, Yuugi wanting
answers to the questions his mind whispered silently, though his imagination's idea of some of them
held him back in fear; Yami deep in thought about returning to his own world the next day. The
resulting atmosphere was awkward between the two.
Yuugi stood quietly, making his way over to his cluttered wardrobe, the doors opening with an
expected creak. The youth sorted through various tops and jackets before pulling out a favourite grey
jacket, edged with black.
Sliding his arms out of his school jacket, Yuugi unbuttoned the creased white shirt underneath
shrugging it off, revealing the navy blue leather top he wore. It hugged his thin frame clinging to every
curve of his torso, buckles lining the front, his Millennium Puzzle making a quiet `ping` against them.
He removed his neck belt, rubbing the back of his neck with a soft hand where the leather had
previously sat.
Yami watched all of this with suppressed breath, hungry crimson eyes wandering over the perfect
body, from the slender arms to the curved lines of his back; down to his lower back, which curved ever
so slightly. Yami felt his heart pounding against his ribcage as he watched, Yuugi seeming to have
forgotten about his company.
The boy looked down when a shirt that had been half falling from one of the wardrobe shelves finally
slid down, landing near his feet. He frowned and bent over to pick it up.
Yami let a subtle gasp slip through his lips at the sight, those lustful eyes locked on the smaller boy's
rear until he stood up straight; throwing the shirt back on it's shelf. This time Yami restrained a growl
of disappointment, snapping his eyes up when Yuugi turned to face him; pale arms slipping through his
jacket sleeves.
"C'mon!" The teen pulled Yami's arm, making the vampire rise from his position on the bed. Yuugi
kept his hold on his arm, leading out of the room and down the stairs.
Yami's brows furrowed moderately at the human's strange behaviour. "Where are we going?"
"I'm not spending my last night in this world by sitting and moping at home, so we're going to one of
my favourite places" Yuugi answered matter-of-factly, his voice tinted with sorrow and something else.
But what?
Pain.
It hurt Yuugi. The thought of leaving his home world _hurt_ the youth. He loved it that much? But why
would he agree to go with Yami, to let the vampire return home when he knew he would be forfeiting
his own life here? That was another mystery that plagued Yami's mind.
Why?
The pair walked on, past streets, past the library and various shops; Yami realising where they were
headed as they went on.
They were going to his playground. Or at least somewhere near it.
Yami said nothing as they entered the forest, their pace slowing to a leisurely one, Yuugi breathing in
the soft scent of pine needles as he stepped over a fallen log. He led the way, still heading in a
particular direction.
"Yuugi?"
Yami couldn't hold back his curiosity any longer he _had_ to know.
"Yes?" Yuugi answered, turning gentle violet eyes up to the hardened face of the vampire.
Yami opened his mouth, his words caught in his throat momentarily. He swallowed and tried again.
"Why did you agree to come back with me when you knew you may never be able to come back to this
world?"
Yuugi giggled quietly, surprising the Vampire King with his reaction. "You know the answer to that,
you just think you don't."
This reply bemused Yami even further- he saw no logic in the child's words. "How so?"
"You know deep down inside because of the fact that if you are my true yami then you know me better
than anyone; even if you think you don't. I agreed to go with you because I couldn't live with knowing
I'd prevented you from going back where you want to. I couldn't do it to anyone especially not…a
friend."
Friend?
Yami was bewildered. Yuugi actually considered him as a friend. He who had literally dropped into the
youth's life, told him what he had to do without giving him much choice, frightened him and, well,
eaten the people around him. And yet through all of this he was still considered a friend.
Time for another rewind.
Friend- one attached to another by affection, a favourer, one who is propitious, a favourite.
Yuugi deemed the vampire as this?
"You-you consider me a friend?"
"Well if I can't be friends with my other half who can I be friends with?"
Yami chuckled at his answer. "Good point."
As Yami's chuckle died down, his keen hearing picked out a sound on the wind. He stopped and
looked back, trying to pinpoint the sound.
"What is it?"
//Quiet! There's something out there. Wait here//
Yuugi watched as Yami slid off into the trees, making no sound as he went.
/Wait! where're you going?/
//I'll be back in a minute just stay put//
Baffled by Yami's actions, Yuugi stood in the diminutive clearing, his sneaker connecting with a loose
pebble resting on the dusty ground.
Five minutes passed and still Yami didn't return. Light fell in specific lines through gaps in the trees,
thick and thin all side by side.
An uneasy feeling rose in the pit of Yuugi's stomach, growing as the seconds rolled by. His head
turned sharply as the bushes behind him rustled quietly. He turned slowly, unsure of whether the sound
was just the wind or whether it was something else.
But there was no wind.
As the youth turned something leapt from the bushes, mottled fur flashing in the sunlight.
"Yuugi watch out!"
Something else smashed into Yuugi's side, dragging him out of the way as the thing leapt at him, claws
still catching him arm; as he fell to the ground.
Yami rose from on top of the boy, facing the creature that had leapt out. The wolf snarled at him, it's
moth-eaten grey fur coated in dust. It leapt at Yami, yellowed teeth bared as it aimed for his throat.
Yami swung at the creature, powerful arms knocking it to the ground. The wolf looked up, dark eyes
wide with fear as the vampire bared his own teeth, canines frighteningly long; crimson eyes burning
like wild fire. It stood, head cowering low, ears back as it backed off, before running into the
surrounding foliage. The vampire turned back to Yuugi, kneeling down beside him.
"It was just a wolf. Are you alright Yuugi?" Yami looked at the boy's arm, his rolled up sleeves saved
from the claws, though two long grazes were etched into his skin, warm blood collecting around the
wounds.
Yuugi winced slightly, violet eyes blinking back watery tears. "I-I'm fine. Thank-you Yami."
Yami inspected the twin cuts, desperately trying to contain the urge to lick off the dripping blood.
"They aren't too deep you'll live."
Yuugi watched the vampire's face intently, seeing the hungry look flashing through the depths of his
eyes. "You can…y'know, if you want."
Yami couldn't believe his ears. Yuugi had freely said he could take the blood his senses lusted after as
they watched it. He swallowed and looked into Yuugi's face, noticing the calm gaze he held, that face
knew no fear only trust. He returned his eyes to the wound, the youth's arm tingeing red.
Yuugi watched as the vampire let go of his arm, taking hold of the thin white vest he wore over the
leather shirt. The boy watched as Yami ripped a long strip from the vest, wrapping the material around
his arm.
"You should not tempt me with your blood. If I took it I could not resist taking more. I-I will not drink
from you less it causes unnecessary harm."
Yuugi nodded, seeing the inner war featured in Yami's face as he finished tying off the make-shift
bandage.
"Thank-you."
Yami nodded and helped him to his feet. "Did you want to go back or carry on to wherever we were
going?"
Yuugi snorted. "No scratch is gonna stop me going there on my last night."
The Vampire King gave a faint smile at the human's determination, walking behind him as they set off
down narrow path, emerald foliage mingled with the soft yellows and browns of the season.
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Thick trees thinned out at the edge of the dense woodland, rough waves throwing themselves against
the rugged cliff face. Foamy white horses rolled over the sea, it's bulk hiding the secrets within dark
mists.
Yami sat next to Yuugi near the edge of the cliff, jagged blond bangs blowing back with the ocean
breeze. He glanced at the youth, Yuugi sitting thoughtfully as he stared out towards the setting sun. the
vampire turned his steely look away, watching the fiery colours of the sun melt into the distant horizon.
"You're going to kill me aren't you?"
The question caught Yami by surprise. He turned to look at Yuugi, only to find the teen already
looking at him.
"I-"
Was he?
Yami didn't know. What would happen when he got back? He knew it had never been heard of for a
vampire to live with a human- a human's only purpose in the shadowed world was to serve as food.
But how could he kill Yuugi?
Yami might be a brutal killer, but Yuugi was his Hikari. His Light. How could he extinguish something
so innocent and pure in sheer greed?
Yami sighed, turning crimson eyes to the ground. "I don't know what is going to happen. Humans are
considered inferior by much of my kind. We'll find a way to sort this out. But I swear to you on my
honour, nothing will harm you while I am there to protect you."
Yuugi felt slightly reassured by Yami's promise, but when he didn't know what was going to happen
once they were there, how could he promise something like that?
The teen looked at the dying sun, the glancing down at his watch. "We'd better get going. I said I'd
meet up with Jou and the others tonight. Did you wanna come out with us?"
"I think I'll stay out here in the woods for a while, you can go with your friends. I'll go through the
forest with you. Just go home first and bandage that arm properly."
Yuugi nodded and stood silently, wincing as his arm throbbed mildly. Yami began walking, Yuugi by
his side, turning back to gaze at the ocean for the last time. Would he ever see it again?
Sighing, Yuugi turned away following the vampire, his back turned to the beautiful yet restless sight.
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Yami stood on the edge of the woodland, shadows dancing across his expressionless face as he
watched the youth make his way down towards the city; hands buried in his jean pockets, his steps
quick as he walked.
Yami turned away, crimson eyes glistening in the dying sunlight. His stomach gave a rumbling growl
as he stepped back into the trees, the cloaking darkness wrapping around his lean figure. Hunting was
going to be harder since the city was aware of what he did and people were becoming frightened to go
anywhere near the woodlands, fear of death gripping wary minds with growing panic.
But wait…
Yami's acute senses picked out something on the wind. He turned in that direction, following the smell
he picked up. A human smell.
Someone who did not listen to the advice of others.
Yami gave a rare grin, eye flashing sadistically as he broke into a run, his body filled with a lust for
blood. Ideas swarmed through a mind filled with that lust and every sadistic way of death imaginable.
There was more to killing than just eating, as the human would soon learn.
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"Fuck! Where the bloody hell is he? Bastard should a been here 10 bloody minutes ago!"
Foot connecting with a nearby tree, the 25 year old took his rage out on the dead plant, brows furrowed
in anger. Spiky black hair stood up straight held in place by stiff gel. He took a drag from the cigarette
he held between his fingers, blue smoke escaping through his nose, travelling with the wind blowing it
away. Several butts littered the ground around him, orange colours unnatural next to the dark soil.
His temper didn't improve as the time went on, his cursing rolling off his tongue in long streams. He
turned as leaves crunched behind him. He turned to see a youth appear through the trees, silver spikes
lining his neck, his hair standing up taller than his own. He took a final drag from his cigarette before
dropping it on the ground beside the previous ones.
"What the hell do you want?"
The youth shrugged and leaned against one of the other trees.
"Nothing. Just waiting for someone."
The guy nodded, his defensive attitude dropping when he saw the teen was harmless. Drawing his
cigarette packet from a pocket he offered one to the youth.
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Yami took the cigarette, unsure of _what_ it exactly did- he'd been watching the guy smoke it for the
past few minutes and saw nothing happen to him except for the smoke he exhaled.
The man took one for himself, taking out a cheap red lighter and lighting both cigarettes. He took an
instant drag from it, Yami keeping his behind his fingers, refusing to drag from it.
"You shouldn't be out 'ere with that murderer hangin' round. For all you know I could be him." Yami
sniggered inwardly at the statement, concealing it with a shrug.
"I could say the same to you, but there would be one difference if I said it."
Relaxed brows furrowed as the guy gazed at Yami. "What difference?"
In one quick movement, Yami had the guy pinned up against the tree he had been kicking, a sinewy
arm pressed against his throat.
Grey eyes stared down in horror as Yami flashed him a smile, before bringing his face up closer to the
others. "If I said it then it would be true."
Words caught in the mortal's throat as he stared down at the cigarette held between Yami's fingers as
the vampire brought it up close to his once tanned face, now pale with fear. Muscles froze when they
were ask to move, as he stood paralysed, Yami's arm pressed against his neck.
A moan escaped his lips, turning into a agonised scream as the burning end of the cigarette slid down
his tender cheek, scalding and marking the once perfect skin with an ugly red blemished line left in it's
wake.
Yami grinned, listening to the satisfying screams as he drew a circle next to the line, forming the
number ten.
Ten.
The number of humans who had died by his own cruel acts since he had arrived on Earth. And he had
enjoyed mutilating every single one of them.
The 25 year olds ragged sobs brought the Vampire King back to reality. He grinned and winked at the
broken man. "What's the matter? You want me to stop?"
Nodding dumbly, the guy breathed a sigh of relief as Yami took him arm away from his neck.
"Go on then. Run."
He did run, he ran in blind terror. He stumbled on, his cheek throbbing painfully as he wondered why
he had been let go. Or was that the question he needed to know? Or was it, _had_ he been let go.
One answer.
No.
He slipped on a shaded patch of mud, falling to the ground. As he tried to get up he felt a foot pressed
down on his back, holding him pressed against the muddied ground. He whimpered as he felt warm
breath on his neck, sending a icy chill down his spine.
"You think I'd let you go? Fool. You'll have to be taught that I never let _anyone_ go."
Unable to twist his head since he was lying flat on his stomach, the guy could only hear a small chink
of metal. He didn't have to see Yami to know what he did next- he felt it rip across his back. Shrieks of
unadulterated pain mixed with broken cries as he felt the vicious silver spikes of Yami's neck belt
whipped down; shredding through his shirt to rip skin, tissue and muscle. Blood ran in streams down
his brown skin from the horrifying jagged slashes.
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Yami gave a contented sigh as he leaned down, taking a handful of the tattered shirt, tearing the ruined
fabric from his damaged skin. He flung the useless item away into the bushes, leaning down to the
hideous gashes, crimson eyes running excitedly over the sight. He ran his tongue along on of the open
wounds, listening to the desperate pleas of his victim. He continued to the next slash, digging his
tongue deep into the gash sucking out the intriguing red blood that did so much to keep humans alive.
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The youth gave a sob of relief when the intruding and cruel tongue left his back. His head jerked up as
Yami pulled his hair, exposing his fragile neck. Something black and silver caught his eye as it
wrapped around his neck, the black threading through silver and held by the vampire.
"Do you have anything to say before you die?"
Only then did he realise what was around his neck. Only then did he realise what Yami was going to
do.
"P-please no!"
He heard a malicious snigger erupt behind him before an equally vicious voice followed it. "How
about…no."
The silver neck belt tightened sharply, silver spikes digging straight into the victim's neck, right up to
their base by the leather, piercing the frail skin with large bloodied holes in several different places.
The 25 year old became headlines as one of the most brutal murders ever reported in the area.
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Yuugi glanced over at Jou as he sat beside him, attention completely held within the racing game in
front of him in which he was beating the shorter teen at by a long shot.
The game finished, Jou yelling his victory, before turning his attention to Yuugi as they walked out of
the arcade with Honda and Anzu.
"You ok Yuug'? You seem a liddle off tonight."
Yuugi glanced into the worried chocolate eyes of Jou, giving him a small half smile. "I'm fine Jou.
You're just getting better. You played a good game."
Jou turned away, hiding the thick red blush that slid across his nose at the complement.
"Thanks Yuug'."
The group continued down the street until it forked into to four, orange tinged street lights shot dull
light down at the ground, enhancing the four different streets.
"Well I'm gonna head home guys" Anzu remarked, her shorter frame seemingly smaller against
Honda's larger physique. The brunette nodded, stifling a yawn with his hand.
"Me too. I gotta history test tomorrow and I ain't even looked at a text book!" his statement met a sharp
lecture from Anzu on how he should have studied earlier.
"Later guys!"
Jou and Yuugi stifled laughs as they watched the pair walked down the road leading left, Anzu berating
the lanky brunette as they went.
Yuugi sighed, the smile on his face vanishing. This was what he was leaving behind. This was what he
would probably never see again. Blinking back tears, the teen walked alongside Jou, the best friend
who had stuck by him through thick and thin; the youth who Yuugi would gladly give his own life for.
And he was the one Yuugi had to leave.
"What's up Yuug'? You been down all night."
Yuugi shook his head, frowning at the ground. "Nothing much, I've just had a bit on my mind that's
all."
The blond nodded, knowing Yuugi had his thoughtful moments which probably went quite deep into
himself, though he never told anyone about them unless he wanted.
"Hey Jou?"
"Yeah?"
Yuugi kept his hands in his pockets, eyes glancing up for a fraction of a second before lowering back to
the ground. "You know I'd never replace you don't you? You're my best friend and I don't want to
lose you."
Surprised, Jou looked down at the youth, a confused furrow etched in his brow. "Course I know that!
You're my best mate too and we'll always be friends, no matter what."
Yuugi saw the Games Shop looming up into view, blinking at Jou's reply. He felt hot tears spring into
his eyes, glazing them with a crystal sheen. He suddenly grabbed the blond around his waist hugging
him profusely, surprising him even more. Jou hugged his friend back, utterly confused by his actions.
"Thank-you Jou. I just want you to know that whatever happens or wherever I go you'll always be my
best friend."
Jou's face gained an incredibly large blush, though it was hidden in the cloaked darkness, his normally
tough exterior touched by Yuugi's words. "And the same with you Yuug'. But where are you planning
on going?"
Yuugi shook his head, Jou reading it as a "I'm not going anywhere", though something crept through
his heart, telling him something was not right; that something was going to happen to Yuugi. Pulling
away he shook off the feeling and smiled at the teen, who returned the grin weakly.
"I'm gonna get going. I'll see ya later ok?"
Yuugi nodded, biting his lip as he watched the blond head away.
"Bye Jou!" he called after the fading youth, his last words never meeting his ears. "Good-bye Katsuya
Jounochi, I only hope I see you again someday."
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Blood.
It poured into Yami's keen senses, filling him with confusion more than anything. He could smell it
vividly- though vampire senses were not as powerful as Darkwolve's they were still multiple times
better than a humans; especially when it came to hunting food. But the blood he could smell wasn't
coming from his kill. Something else had created that smell.
Something else was in that forest with him.
Curiosity plagued Yami's mind driving him to find the source and find whatever _it_ was. He stalked
silently through the midnight foliage, his frame hidden from view, protected by the surrounding
shadows. He followed his senses, another smell lingering in with the original one. It smelt like-
No it couldn't. _They_ were not in this world, so therefore it couldn't be one of _them_.
He began to run, dashing through the trees, jumping fallen logs and dodging bushes as he ploughed on.
Trees parted slightly as though slipping away in fear from the source. The vampire slowed as he heard
snarling up ahead. Entering a space between two trees, he met a sight he didn't expect to see. Eyes
burning black hatred, his teeth bared, he stared down at the silvery fur of the source.
His voice barely above a primal growl, he glared down, spitting the name out like toxin.
"Darkwolf!"
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End notes:
FC: Gomen nasai for this chapter :/ I know it wasn't very good but I did my best n.n
Flareon Muse: you should have seen it before I stepped in XD
Eevee Muse: I can imagine…-.-
Zoo: Yay! My chapter up next ^^
FC: ^_^ Please review!
Zoo: You think this would be a fic if we did own Yu-Gi-Oh!? XD so, of course, we don't own it! ;_;
FC: Wohoo! Great work with your chapter Zoo-chan ^_^ you had plenty in it and I don't feel as sorry
for Bakura now
Flareon Muse: is that a good thing?
Zoo & Eevee Muse: *shrug* Wouldn't know
Flareon Muse: XD
FC: anywho I apologise again for my bad authoring in not getting this chapter out for ages but I've had
exams, then Christmas shopping, then Christmas then New Year and then I get banned from going
online so I couldn't get this out ~.~ so it was ready earlier I just couldn't get it to you. I'm sorry to both
you the readers and Zoo-chan for making you all wait.
Zoo: …
FC: I'm sorry!!!!!!! ;_;
enjoy peeps ^______^
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"…Instead, only try to realise the truth.
What truth?
There is no spoon"
- The Matrix
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Chapter 7- Rendezvous and Juxtaposition
This happened every morning!
Yuugi ran down the stairs, feet pounding loudly against the worn carpet, faded colours showing signs
of age. He glanced at his watch, fully aware that he was late anyway. Dashing into the kitchen, he slid
to a stop beside the fridge, yanking the door open in a hunt for breakfast.
Bread found itself thrown into the emerald toaster, orange juice cascaded into a waiting glass. What
had he forgotten?
"Yami!"
Yuugi ran back through the kitchen, unsure of where the vampire actually was. A vague remembrance
of the living room at 3:30 in the morning stuck the boy, turning his attention to the specific room. He
reached the open doorway, violet eyes catching a direct glance at the still sleeping vampire, his
demonically angelic face peaceful as he slept; oblivious to the world around him.
Yuugi's heart pulled at him not to disturb the beautiful vampire but school beckoned both of them. He
moved to the Vampire King, small hands resting on his arm as he shook Yami gently. The vampire
groaned, moving his arm away from Yuugi's soft touch as he tried to remain asleep.
Yuugi persisted with his shaking, shouting at Yami to enforce his need for the darkness to get up.
"Yami we're gonna be late if you don't get up! C'mon!"
Yami frowned, snapping crimson eyes open as he glared at Yuugi, irritated by his ceaseless shaking
and yelling. He sat up, swatting at Yuugi's hand as he stood, flexing his refreshed muscles.
"At last! C'mon we've gotta go now!" Yuugi insisted, grabbing Yami's arm once again; pulling him
through to the kitchen.
Yami smiled inwardly at the teenager's actions, his small frame hurried in the morning rush due to
sleeping in. Waking up was probably the one thing Yuugi was _not_ good at doing to fit his perfect
organisation. But, hey, he was a regular teenager, nothing less was expected.
Yami found himself out the door walking quickly towards Domino High before he could say greased
lightning. He walked at his usual pace, long strides stepping out so Yuugi had a hard time keeping up
with him.
"Where did you learn to walk so fast?!"
Yami chuckled dryly at the comment, slowing down slightly for the short freshman. "I didn't learn, it's
just natural" he remarked, looking up; spying the school as it loamed up in front of the pair.
Yuugi huffed at the answer his mind registering it as totally unnatural to walked _that_ fast. But then
Yami wasn't natural in this world, he never would be out of folks tales and legends. He wasn't meant
to be, not to Earth's inhabitants. Yuugi wasn't prejudice- he had no right in his own eyes to judge
someone who wasn't like him. How can anyone help how they were born?
Yami glanced at Yuugi, seeing his deep expression, thought written over his face. "Care to share what
you're thinking about with a curious vampire?"
Yuugi looked up, the glazed look leaving his gentle lavender eyes. "This and that, nothing important."
Yami nodded, boots crunching on the gravel as he entered the school grounds, summer grass glistening
with morning dew, crystal-like droplets hanging from the blades. Various students who still hadn't
entered the main building yet smiled at the pair as they walked past. Several girls looked at Yami and
smiled, giggling when he gave a vague smile back. Yuugi saw his unnerved expression, mildly
confused by the girl's reactions.
"Looks like you've got some admirers." Yami's headed jerked down as he looked at Yuugi.
"I don't want any!"
Yuugi laughed at the vampire's negative response, shaking his head in amusement as they entered the
building; the piercing bell ringing out its shrill message.
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Jou glanced over at Yami who appeared to be paying no attention to the dragging lesson, their teacher's
irritating voice seemingly unheard by him. He didn't want to be there as much as the vampire, blond
bangs swept away from his face with a slender finger. The teen turned his chocolate gaze back round to
the front of the class, peering at the perplexing diagrams of chemical bonds and equations that littered
the dirtied board. It didn't make any sense to him even if he tried concentrating.
What was the point in attempting the impossible?
Instead the blonde settled back in his seat, eye drooping in fatigue before closing completely. That was
his comeuppance for staying out late the night beforehand.
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Yami also understood none of this- education in his world was much more simple than this. It was the
basic know your boundaries and stick to them along with how to hunt successfully. Reading and
writing was compulsory for the vampires- they knew their ancient language, their modern language and
the language of the darkwolves. Vampires were highly intelligent beings and they lived up to that
reputation. But chemistry definitely was _not_ part of that intelligence.
Yami knew all he needed to and this crap wasn't classed in that category. The Vampire King resolved
his boredom by planning his next hunt and how he would go about it. A glimpse of a smirk flickered
across his face as his next sadistic idea formed in a devious mind.
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Honda glanced up as the school secretary entered the classroom, interrupting the teacher in the middle
of her ionic bond speech. She whispered something hurriedly before receiving a serious nod from the
chemistry professor. She walked out, heeled shoes clicking against the polished floor.
"An immediate assembly has been called by Mr. Jackson so I want you all to go straight to the
gymnasium."
Honda stood, along with the rest of the class, his books sitting abandoned on his desk as he nudged Jou,
waking the blond, before filing out of the room; meeting Yuugi, Yami and Anzu in the corridor.
"I wonder what this assembly's 'bout," Jou muttered, hands resting deep in his jean pockets, "they
never call one less it's real important."
Anzu shrugged, just as clueless as the rest of them. "I don't know, but by the looks of it the whole
school's been called to it."
Yuugi walked silently with Yami, brief ideas of what the assembly could be about, one in particular
sticking in his head, refusing to budge as it appeared to be one of the most obvious answers.
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Domino students sat restlessly on the gymnasium benches, their constant discussions forming into a
huge roar of noise. It annoyed Yami to no end, what was the point in discussing ideas _before_ they
knew what this meeting was about? It made no sense.
"Look! There's Mr. Jackson!" Honda called so he could be heard above the deafening sea of voices.
An eerie silence bestowed the gym, bright and dull faces alike staring down expectantly at the school's
head. His face was grave, wispy chestnut hair brushed back though it continued to stand up in a
stubborn fashion. Brown eyes, flecked with green darts, were downcast as he stepped up to the
microphone set up on a stage in front of the school's pupils.
"You are probably wondering why I called an immediate assembly and I apologise for interrupting
your classes," Mr. Jackson's voice was sombre, enhanced by the speakers set up close to him. "Some
of you may have heard about a string of recent murders in this area, all committed brutally. Another
two people were found in the woods east of here. They were students here at Domino High Akio
Tosodo and Hiroshi Meho. Due to these recent events it has been strongly advised by both me and the
police that you do not go out alone or for long periods of time until this murderer is found. Please be
aware that this person is _very_ dangerous and is possibly working with another."
Yuugi glanced across nervously at Yami, who seemed to take no interest in what the Principal was
saying except when he said about working with someone else. The vampire gained a slightly insulted
look from this comment but other than that he showed no emotion to the subject.
"And if you have any information about who the murder is then please tell the police immediately."
Yuugi knew exactly who it was but he could never tell anyone, not only would they not believe him in
saying Yami was a vampire, but he would have betrayed the vampire, and that was something he could
not do to a friend.
But, was that what Yami was to Yuugi?
A friend?
Or was he something less or maybe more? Whatever he was to the freshman it meant that he still could
not tell anyone about Yami. Besides, he has promised the vampire he would not say to anyone about
him. Yuugi didn't break promises.
The still hall yelled out with angry and curious shouts along with sorrowful ones from friends of
Yami's latest victims, mingling together once more in a inquisitive jumble. Students began to stand,
moving from their seats as directed by their teachers; back to their classes.
Yuugi's group moved away, each were silent as they walked alone with separate thoughts.
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Quiet whispers ran around the school for the majority of the day, rumours of who or _what_ mutilated
and slaughtered so many in so few days. Suspicious glances flickered over the room, enemies staring at
each other but the main rumour centred itself around Yami.
A teenager's mind is overly complex, most of the time it centred itself around social activities and
exuberance. But in small corners it operated with curiosity, logical theories forming in these areas. And
it didn't take much for some of the students to put two and two together.
Was it, or was it not highly suspicious that these murders started around the time that Yami came?
Someone who looks exactly like Yuugi, except for the slightest differences in height and facial
features, who no one appears to know much about; who faces one of the toughest boys in the school
without flinching and scares him half to death. And from what he had said there was something strange
almost sinister about this new guy.
"He's a monster! And I ain't tellin' no lie!"
Ok, let's rewind a bit and look at the word monster. A monster is considered as something evil, most
are hideous to look upon and feared by many; often related with the word fiend.
Yami?
Evil, yes.
Hideous, no.
He was quite the opposite, beautiful ivory skin enhancing dangerously glistening crimson eyes,
crowned with curious ebony spikes edged with blood fronted with lightning gold bangs. He was
shockingly beautiful- all eyes turned to him in an instant of him entering a room. If it was one thing he
could never be described as, it was hideous.
Yuugi had observed the crude rumours and looks throughout the afternoon, all of them had been
dissolved by Yami's icy stare. The vampire didn't appear to be directly affected by any of it- he didn't
care what mere humans thought. Maybe it was better that way; then the risk of people getting hurt was
far less.
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Yuugi sat on his bed, gazing up at the whitewashed ceiling, violet eyes wandering over the bumpy
surface.
Yami sat at the foot of the boy's bed, his pale skin seemingly glowing in the dying sunlight that filtered
in through the open window. Both had hardly spoken since they had left school, Yuugi wanting
answers to the questions his mind whispered silently, though his imagination's idea of some of them
held him back in fear; Yami deep in thought about returning to his own world the next day. The
resulting atmosphere was awkward between the two.
Yuugi stood quietly, making his way over to his cluttered wardrobe, the doors opening with an
expected creak. The youth sorted through various tops and jackets before pulling out a favourite grey
jacket, edged with black.
Sliding his arms out of his school jacket, Yuugi unbuttoned the creased white shirt underneath
shrugging it off, revealing the navy blue leather top he wore. It hugged his thin frame clinging to every
curve of his torso, buckles lining the front, his Millennium Puzzle making a quiet `ping` against them.
He removed his neck belt, rubbing the back of his neck with a soft hand where the leather had
previously sat.
Yami watched all of this with suppressed breath, hungry crimson eyes wandering over the perfect
body, from the slender arms to the curved lines of his back; down to his lower back, which curved ever
so slightly. Yami felt his heart pounding against his ribcage as he watched, Yuugi seeming to have
forgotten about his company.
The boy looked down when a shirt that had been half falling from one of the wardrobe shelves finally
slid down, landing near his feet. He frowned and bent over to pick it up.
Yami let a subtle gasp slip through his lips at the sight, those lustful eyes locked on the smaller boy's
rear until he stood up straight; throwing the shirt back on it's shelf. This time Yami restrained a growl
of disappointment, snapping his eyes up when Yuugi turned to face him; pale arms slipping through his
jacket sleeves.
"C'mon!" The teen pulled Yami's arm, making the vampire rise from his position on the bed. Yuugi
kept his hold on his arm, leading out of the room and down the stairs.
Yami's brows furrowed moderately at the human's strange behaviour. "Where are we going?"
"I'm not spending my last night in this world by sitting and moping at home, so we're going to one of
my favourite places" Yuugi answered matter-of-factly, his voice tinted with sorrow and something else.
But what?
Pain.
It hurt Yuugi. The thought of leaving his home world _hurt_ the youth. He loved it that much? But why
would he agree to go with Yami, to let the vampire return home when he knew he would be forfeiting
his own life here? That was another mystery that plagued Yami's mind.
Why?
The pair walked on, past streets, past the library and various shops; Yami realising where they were
headed as they went on.
They were going to his playground. Or at least somewhere near it.
Yami said nothing as they entered the forest, their pace slowing to a leisurely one, Yuugi breathing in
the soft scent of pine needles as he stepped over a fallen log. He led the way, still heading in a
particular direction.
"Yuugi?"
Yami couldn't hold back his curiosity any longer he _had_ to know.
"Yes?" Yuugi answered, turning gentle violet eyes up to the hardened face of the vampire.
Yami opened his mouth, his words caught in his throat momentarily. He swallowed and tried again.
"Why did you agree to come back with me when you knew you may never be able to come back to this
world?"
Yuugi giggled quietly, surprising the Vampire King with his reaction. "You know the answer to that,
you just think you don't."
This reply bemused Yami even further- he saw no logic in the child's words. "How so?"
"You know deep down inside because of the fact that if you are my true yami then you know me better
than anyone; even if you think you don't. I agreed to go with you because I couldn't live with knowing
I'd prevented you from going back where you want to. I couldn't do it to anyone especially not…a
friend."
Friend?
Yami was bewildered. Yuugi actually considered him as a friend. He who had literally dropped into the
youth's life, told him what he had to do without giving him much choice, frightened him and, well,
eaten the people around him. And yet through all of this he was still considered a friend.
Time for another rewind.
Friend- one attached to another by affection, a favourer, one who is propitious, a favourite.
Yuugi deemed the vampire as this?
"You-you consider me a friend?"
"Well if I can't be friends with my other half who can I be friends with?"
Yami chuckled at his answer. "Good point."
As Yami's chuckle died down, his keen hearing picked out a sound on the wind. He stopped and
looked back, trying to pinpoint the sound.
"What is it?"
//Quiet! There's something out there. Wait here//
Yuugi watched as Yami slid off into the trees, making no sound as he went.
/Wait! where're you going?/
//I'll be back in a minute just stay put//
Baffled by Yami's actions, Yuugi stood in the diminutive clearing, his sneaker connecting with a loose
pebble resting on the dusty ground.
Five minutes passed and still Yami didn't return. Light fell in specific lines through gaps in the trees,
thick and thin all side by side.
An uneasy feeling rose in the pit of Yuugi's stomach, growing as the seconds rolled by. His head
turned sharply as the bushes behind him rustled quietly. He turned slowly, unsure of whether the sound
was just the wind or whether it was something else.
But there was no wind.
As the youth turned something leapt from the bushes, mottled fur flashing in the sunlight.
"Yuugi watch out!"
Something else smashed into Yuugi's side, dragging him out of the way as the thing leapt at him, claws
still catching him arm; as he fell to the ground.
Yami rose from on top of the boy, facing the creature that had leapt out. The wolf snarled at him, it's
moth-eaten grey fur coated in dust. It leapt at Yami, yellowed teeth bared as it aimed for his throat.
Yami swung at the creature, powerful arms knocking it to the ground. The wolf looked up, dark eyes
wide with fear as the vampire bared his own teeth, canines frighteningly long; crimson eyes burning
like wild fire. It stood, head cowering low, ears back as it backed off, before running into the
surrounding foliage. The vampire turned back to Yuugi, kneeling down beside him.
"It was just a wolf. Are you alright Yuugi?" Yami looked at the boy's arm, his rolled up sleeves saved
from the claws, though two long grazes were etched into his skin, warm blood collecting around the
wounds.
Yuugi winced slightly, violet eyes blinking back watery tears. "I-I'm fine. Thank-you Yami."
Yami inspected the twin cuts, desperately trying to contain the urge to lick off the dripping blood.
"They aren't too deep you'll live."
Yuugi watched the vampire's face intently, seeing the hungry look flashing through the depths of his
eyes. "You can…y'know, if you want."
Yami couldn't believe his ears. Yuugi had freely said he could take the blood his senses lusted after as
they watched it. He swallowed and looked into Yuugi's face, noticing the calm gaze he held, that face
knew no fear only trust. He returned his eyes to the wound, the youth's arm tingeing red.
Yuugi watched as the vampire let go of his arm, taking hold of the thin white vest he wore over the
leather shirt. The boy watched as Yami ripped a long strip from the vest, wrapping the material around
his arm.
"You should not tempt me with your blood. If I took it I could not resist taking more. I-I will not drink
from you less it causes unnecessary harm."
Yuugi nodded, seeing the inner war featured in Yami's face as he finished tying off the make-shift
bandage.
"Thank-you."
Yami nodded and helped him to his feet. "Did you want to go back or carry on to wherever we were
going?"
Yuugi snorted. "No scratch is gonna stop me going there on my last night."
The Vampire King gave a faint smile at the human's determination, walking behind him as they set off
down narrow path, emerald foliage mingled with the soft yellows and browns of the season.
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Thick trees thinned out at the edge of the dense woodland, rough waves throwing themselves against
the rugged cliff face. Foamy white horses rolled over the sea, it's bulk hiding the secrets within dark
mists.
Yami sat next to Yuugi near the edge of the cliff, jagged blond bangs blowing back with the ocean
breeze. He glanced at the youth, Yuugi sitting thoughtfully as he stared out towards the setting sun. the
vampire turned his steely look away, watching the fiery colours of the sun melt into the distant horizon.
"You're going to kill me aren't you?"
The question caught Yami by surprise. He turned to look at Yuugi, only to find the teen already
looking at him.
"I-"
Was he?
Yami didn't know. What would happen when he got back? He knew it had never been heard of for a
vampire to live with a human- a human's only purpose in the shadowed world was to serve as food.
But how could he kill Yuugi?
Yami might be a brutal killer, but Yuugi was his Hikari. His Light. How could he extinguish something
so innocent and pure in sheer greed?
Yami sighed, turning crimson eyes to the ground. "I don't know what is going to happen. Humans are
considered inferior by much of my kind. We'll find a way to sort this out. But I swear to you on my
honour, nothing will harm you while I am there to protect you."
Yuugi felt slightly reassured by Yami's promise, but when he didn't know what was going to happen
once they were there, how could he promise something like that?
The teen looked at the dying sun, the glancing down at his watch. "We'd better get going. I said I'd
meet up with Jou and the others tonight. Did you wanna come out with us?"
"I think I'll stay out here in the woods for a while, you can go with your friends. I'll go through the
forest with you. Just go home first and bandage that arm properly."
Yuugi nodded and stood silently, wincing as his arm throbbed mildly. Yami began walking, Yuugi by
his side, turning back to gaze at the ocean for the last time. Would he ever see it again?
Sighing, Yuugi turned away following the vampire, his back turned to the beautiful yet restless sight.
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Yami stood on the edge of the woodland, shadows dancing across his expressionless face as he
watched the youth make his way down towards the city; hands buried in his jean pockets, his steps
quick as he walked.
Yami turned away, crimson eyes glistening in the dying sunlight. His stomach gave a rumbling growl
as he stepped back into the trees, the cloaking darkness wrapping around his lean figure. Hunting was
going to be harder since the city was aware of what he did and people were becoming frightened to go
anywhere near the woodlands, fear of death gripping wary minds with growing panic.
But wait…
Yami's acute senses picked out something on the wind. He turned in that direction, following the smell
he picked up. A human smell.
Someone who did not listen to the advice of others.
Yami gave a rare grin, eye flashing sadistically as he broke into a run, his body filled with a lust for
blood. Ideas swarmed through a mind filled with that lust and every sadistic way of death imaginable.
There was more to killing than just eating, as the human would soon learn.
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"Fuck! Where the bloody hell is he? Bastard should a been here 10 bloody minutes ago!"
Foot connecting with a nearby tree, the 25 year old took his rage out on the dead plant, brows furrowed
in anger. Spiky black hair stood up straight held in place by stiff gel. He took a drag from the cigarette
he held between his fingers, blue smoke escaping through his nose, travelling with the wind blowing it
away. Several butts littered the ground around him, orange colours unnatural next to the dark soil.
His temper didn't improve as the time went on, his cursing rolling off his tongue in long streams. He
turned as leaves crunched behind him. He turned to see a youth appear through the trees, silver spikes
lining his neck, his hair standing up taller than his own. He took a final drag from his cigarette before
dropping it on the ground beside the previous ones.
"What the hell do you want?"
The youth shrugged and leaned against one of the other trees.
"Nothing. Just waiting for someone."
The guy nodded, his defensive attitude dropping when he saw the teen was harmless. Drawing his
cigarette packet from a pocket he offered one to the youth.
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Yami took the cigarette, unsure of _what_ it exactly did- he'd been watching the guy smoke it for the
past few minutes and saw nothing happen to him except for the smoke he exhaled.
The man took one for himself, taking out a cheap red lighter and lighting both cigarettes. He took an
instant drag from it, Yami keeping his behind his fingers, refusing to drag from it.
"You shouldn't be out 'ere with that murderer hangin' round. For all you know I could be him." Yami
sniggered inwardly at the statement, concealing it with a shrug.
"I could say the same to you, but there would be one difference if I said it."
Relaxed brows furrowed as the guy gazed at Yami. "What difference?"
In one quick movement, Yami had the guy pinned up against the tree he had been kicking, a sinewy
arm pressed against his throat.
Grey eyes stared down in horror as Yami flashed him a smile, before bringing his face up closer to the
others. "If I said it then it would be true."
Words caught in the mortal's throat as he stared down at the cigarette held between Yami's fingers as
the vampire brought it up close to his once tanned face, now pale with fear. Muscles froze when they
were ask to move, as he stood paralysed, Yami's arm pressed against his neck.
A moan escaped his lips, turning into a agonised scream as the burning end of the cigarette slid down
his tender cheek, scalding and marking the once perfect skin with an ugly red blemished line left in it's
wake.
Yami grinned, listening to the satisfying screams as he drew a circle next to the line, forming the
number ten.
Ten.
The number of humans who had died by his own cruel acts since he had arrived on Earth. And he had
enjoyed mutilating every single one of them.
The 25 year olds ragged sobs brought the Vampire King back to reality. He grinned and winked at the
broken man. "What's the matter? You want me to stop?"
Nodding dumbly, the guy breathed a sigh of relief as Yami took him arm away from his neck.
"Go on then. Run."
He did run, he ran in blind terror. He stumbled on, his cheek throbbing painfully as he wondered why
he had been let go. Or was that the question he needed to know? Or was it, _had_ he been let go.
One answer.
No.
He slipped on a shaded patch of mud, falling to the ground. As he tried to get up he felt a foot pressed
down on his back, holding him pressed against the muddied ground. He whimpered as he felt warm
breath on his neck, sending a icy chill down his spine.
"You think I'd let you go? Fool. You'll have to be taught that I never let _anyone_ go."
Unable to twist his head since he was lying flat on his stomach, the guy could only hear a small chink
of metal. He didn't have to see Yami to know what he did next- he felt it rip across his back. Shrieks of
unadulterated pain mixed with broken cries as he felt the vicious silver spikes of Yami's neck belt
whipped down; shredding through his shirt to rip skin, tissue and muscle. Blood ran in streams down
his brown skin from the horrifying jagged slashes.
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Yami gave a contented sigh as he leaned down, taking a handful of the tattered shirt, tearing the ruined
fabric from his damaged skin. He flung the useless item away into the bushes, leaning down to the
hideous gashes, crimson eyes running excitedly over the sight. He ran his tongue along on of the open
wounds, listening to the desperate pleas of his victim. He continued to the next slash, digging his
tongue deep into the gash sucking out the intriguing red blood that did so much to keep humans alive.
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The youth gave a sob of relief when the intruding and cruel tongue left his back. His head jerked up as
Yami pulled his hair, exposing his fragile neck. Something black and silver caught his eye as it
wrapped around his neck, the black threading through silver and held by the vampire.
"Do you have anything to say before you die?"
Only then did he realise what was around his neck. Only then did he realise what Yami was going to
do.
"P-please no!"
He heard a malicious snigger erupt behind him before an equally vicious voice followed it. "How
about…no."
The silver neck belt tightened sharply, silver spikes digging straight into the victim's neck, right up to
their base by the leather, piercing the frail skin with large bloodied holes in several different places.
The 25 year old became headlines as one of the most brutal murders ever reported in the area.
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Yuugi glanced over at Jou as he sat beside him, attention completely held within the racing game in
front of him in which he was beating the shorter teen at by a long shot.
The game finished, Jou yelling his victory, before turning his attention to Yuugi as they walked out of
the arcade with Honda and Anzu.
"You ok Yuug'? You seem a liddle off tonight."
Yuugi glanced into the worried chocolate eyes of Jou, giving him a small half smile. "I'm fine Jou.
You're just getting better. You played a good game."
Jou turned away, hiding the thick red blush that slid across his nose at the complement.
"Thanks Yuug'."
The group continued down the street until it forked into to four, orange tinged street lights shot dull
light down at the ground, enhancing the four different streets.
"Well I'm gonna head home guys" Anzu remarked, her shorter frame seemingly smaller against
Honda's larger physique. The brunette nodded, stifling a yawn with his hand.
"Me too. I gotta history test tomorrow and I ain't even looked at a text book!" his statement met a sharp
lecture from Anzu on how he should have studied earlier.
"Later guys!"
Jou and Yuugi stifled laughs as they watched the pair walked down the road leading left, Anzu berating
the lanky brunette as they went.
Yuugi sighed, the smile on his face vanishing. This was what he was leaving behind. This was what he
would probably never see again. Blinking back tears, the teen walked alongside Jou, the best friend
who had stuck by him through thick and thin; the youth who Yuugi would gladly give his own life for.
And he was the one Yuugi had to leave.
"What's up Yuug'? You been down all night."
Yuugi shook his head, frowning at the ground. "Nothing much, I've just had a bit on my mind that's
all."
The blond nodded, knowing Yuugi had his thoughtful moments which probably went quite deep into
himself, though he never told anyone about them unless he wanted.
"Hey Jou?"
"Yeah?"
Yuugi kept his hands in his pockets, eyes glancing up for a fraction of a second before lowering back to
the ground. "You know I'd never replace you don't you? You're my best friend and I don't want to
lose you."
Surprised, Jou looked down at the youth, a confused furrow etched in his brow. "Course I know that!
You're my best mate too and we'll always be friends, no matter what."
Yuugi saw the Games Shop looming up into view, blinking at Jou's reply. He felt hot tears spring into
his eyes, glazing them with a crystal sheen. He suddenly grabbed the blond around his waist hugging
him profusely, surprising him even more. Jou hugged his friend back, utterly confused by his actions.
"Thank-you Jou. I just want you to know that whatever happens or wherever I go you'll always be my
best friend."
Jou's face gained an incredibly large blush, though it was hidden in the cloaked darkness, his normally
tough exterior touched by Yuugi's words. "And the same with you Yuug'. But where are you planning
on going?"
Yuugi shook his head, Jou reading it as a "I'm not going anywhere", though something crept through
his heart, telling him something was not right; that something was going to happen to Yuugi. Pulling
away he shook off the feeling and smiled at the teen, who returned the grin weakly.
"I'm gonna get going. I'll see ya later ok?"
Yuugi nodded, biting his lip as he watched the blond head away.
"Bye Jou!" he called after the fading youth, his last words never meeting his ears. "Good-bye Katsuya
Jounochi, I only hope I see you again someday."
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Blood.
It poured into Yami's keen senses, filling him with confusion more than anything. He could smell it
vividly- though vampire senses were not as powerful as Darkwolve's they were still multiple times
better than a humans; especially when it came to hunting food. But the blood he could smell wasn't
coming from his kill. Something else had created that smell.
Something else was in that forest with him.
Curiosity plagued Yami's mind driving him to find the source and find whatever _it_ was. He stalked
silently through the midnight foliage, his frame hidden from view, protected by the surrounding
shadows. He followed his senses, another smell lingering in with the original one. It smelt like-
No it couldn't. _They_ were not in this world, so therefore it couldn't be one of _them_.
He began to run, dashing through the trees, jumping fallen logs and dodging bushes as he ploughed on.
Trees parted slightly as though slipping away in fear from the source. The vampire slowed as he heard
snarling up ahead. Entering a space between two trees, he met a sight he didn't expect to see. Eyes
burning black hatred, his teeth bared, he stared down at the silvery fur of the source.
His voice barely above a primal growl, he glared down, spitting the name out like toxin.
"Darkwolf!"
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End notes:
FC: Gomen nasai for this chapter :/ I know it wasn't very good but I did my best n.n
Flareon Muse: you should have seen it before I stepped in XD
Eevee Muse: I can imagine…-.-
Zoo: Yay! My chapter up next ^^
FC: ^_^ Please review!