The Day that Joey Left
By Anime Queen
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OMG! I've only noticed this a couple of chapters ago, but I've totally messed up all the Millennium Items' names! *cries* I'm so pitiful. But I try to do diligent research, I just don't have enough time... so, what I'm trying to say, mainly, is that if there are some discrepancies throughout the first chapters of this fic, feel free to point them out to me in your reviews! I will make sure that I correct them if they're really significant. Thanx, I really appreciate all your support with this fic! ^_^ I love reviews!
Warnings: this has slight sexual references, violence, and Kara being a really bad girl.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh (but sometimes I pretend that I do... ^^)
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Chapter 8
"Marik..." Kara whispered urgently. He opened his eyes half-way, and focused on the image of Kara in front of him. Her red hair seemed purple in the moonlight, and her blue eyes were sparkling. She had nothing on, and he was beginning to get aroused again.
"Marik, I need to find Keith."
=Keith? What the - That's right, he hasn't returned from his mission=
Marik put his arms around Kara's waist, pulling her down on top of him, and kissing her neck.
"I'll come with you," he whispered softly, but she shook her head.
"Someone has to stay and watch over the general course of events. Bakura will go with me."
Marik was disappointed, but, after everything was over, he knew he would have eternity to spend with her.
He watched her put on her robes and walk out of the bedroom.
Kara closed the door behind her, and smiled.
~It's so easy to manipulate men~
She walked down the hall, and through to another bedroom. This one belonged to Ryou Bakura. She stood by the bed and smiled. He looked so cute when he was asleep.
"Bakura?" she called in a firm and loud voice that echoed through the room. He immediately woke up, and sat up in his bed.
"Mistress Kara, what's going on?"
"I want you to come with me to find Keith. He's been gone longer than was necessary for the mission."
"Yes, I'll be right there."
Bakura stumbled out of bed, clutching his bed sheets to himself, and trying to find his clothes and get dressed. Kara watched this with amusement for some time, and then turned to leave.
"Meet me outside my chamber," she said over her shoulder as she left the room.
She mounted the stairs, and walked past two guards into her own room. She undressed, and looked for a suitable outfit. Finally deciding on black leather pants and a green flowing top tight around the chest, she was ready. Choosing to wear black hiking boots and biker gloves, she left out the door.
Bakura was waiting for her, dressed in his full purple suit and short purple cloak. One of the servants handed him a long black cloak with a hood, which he gently placed on Kara's shoulders as she walked by him. He followed her in silence out the front door, and held her horse for her while she got on. The servants handed him his own horse, and he followed Kara into the forest.
They've been riding for some time, Bakura glancing at his Millennium Ring to verify they were going the right way. Kara slowed down, until she was riding next to Bakura.
"Is he close?" she asked her companion.
"I can sense the energy of the Millennium Ankh just over the tree line."
"The beach? What would the fool do at the beach?"
They rode out into the clear, and, sure enough, there was Bandit Keith, lying with his back against a rock, and fondling a naked woman sitting on top of him.
~Just as I thought~
Kara jumped down from her horse, letting Bakura take the reins. She advanced on the couple, her boots making a soft crunching sound on the pebbles and dust. They must have heard her, since the woman hurriedly gathered her clothes and retreated into the trees. At Kara's beckon, Bakura jumped down and walked into the woods after her.
"Mistress Kara, how unexpected it is that you came to look for me," he stuttered slightly, trying to get up, while Kara was still advancing on him. In one quick move, Kara drew her long dagger and pointed the tip at his throat. The sound of Keith trying to swallow was drowned out by the crunching of twigs, as Bakura emerged, with the half-clad woman in a neck lock.
Kara looked menacingly into Keith's eyes.
"Where is it?" she growled at him, making him shrink against the rock.
"It's... right here, right..." Keith felt all his pockets, but they were empty. "Shit."
Bakura ripped out the pile of clothes from the woman's hands. She struggled to get them back, but Bakura's grip on her was strong. She couldn't get free without choking herself. The bundle unwrapped, and the Millennium Ankh fell to the ground among the material.
Kara saw the recent development, and nodded at Bakura. With a twist of his able hands, the woman's neck snapped, and she fell to the ground with a thud, dead. Bakura picked up the Ankh and came to stand next to Kara.
"I've got it," he told her calmly.
"Thank you, Bakura," she smiled at him briefly, and then, "Do you have a rope?" she asked in a sweet voice. Bakura went to rummage in his saddle pocket, and came up with shackles and chain. He raised his eyebrows, questioning, and Kara nodded.
Once Keith was all chained up, they set off back to the castle.
"What will you do with him?" Bakura wondered, glancing over at Bandit Keith, running to keep up with the horses. He lost his footing and fell, dragging on the ground by the chain. He started running again, his face scratched and bloody.
"I don't know yet, but I know that he will be punished severely."
"Mistress Kara, please... please..." Keith gasped, but Bakura lashed out at him with his whip.
"Keep your mouth shut!"
They traveled a little farther down the path, until Kara took a sharp turn into the trees.
"Mistress Kara...?" Bakura questioned, and she turned to face him.
"This way Bakura."
He was mystified by his mistress's sudden change of plans, but he followed dutifully. Kara stopped in the middle of nowhere, and got off the horse.
~This should be the perfect place~
She tied the reigns to one of the branches of a nearby tree, and Bakura followed her example. He chained Keith sitting down at the base of the tree, and hurried to join Kara, who was standing behind Keith's tree, with her back turned to them. He walked up to stand next to her, facing the same direction.
"If I may ask, why are we stopping here?" he glanced briefly at Kara, but turned away. Looking at her for a long time would drive any man mad. And it was a known fact that no one could resist Mistress Kara. She could be a celebrity if she wanted to. But with her plan completed, she will be a celebrity soon enough.
"Bakura, I want to thank you," Kara said quietly, but firmly.
"That's the reason I'm here - to serve you."
"And for that, I thank you," she moved closer and pressed against his side. "You will always protect me against traitors like Keith and their whores, won't you?" he hands snaked up around his waist, and Bakura caught his breath.
"O-of course," he managed to at least keep his voice level.
"That would make me very happy," she smiled and looked up into his face. Bakura immediately averted his gaze, and fought the desire to hold her, for that would be treason against his Master.
With one of her hands, Kara reached up, caressed his hair, and pulled his face closer to her. She started to kiss him, and for a moment he was kissing her back, but he pulled away.
"Won't Master Marik be mad?" he asked through his heavy breathing.
"I'm sure he would want you to be rewarded," she told him, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
Before he knew it, he had Kara on the ground, his arms around her, and his lips on her skin. He nervously fingered the thin material of her top, and her soft body underneath. She slid her hands up under his shirt, taking it off, and pressing his firm chest to her. She ran her fingers through his thick hair, as he fervently kissed her neck, trailing down to her chest. He felt her flat tummy through the gap between her top and pants under his chest, and got even more excited.
Bakura was just about to dare slip his hands inside Kara's top, when he heard loud muttering. Cursing mentally, and with much hesitation, he got up onto his knees. Kara's arms were still around his neck, and she opened her eyes, annoyed that he stopped.
"What is it, Ryou-chan?" she whispered, and then sat up, still in his arms.
"I think it's Keith," Bakura bit out irritably. He picked up Kara around the waist and helped her get up. They walked to the tree where Keith was tied up hand in hand, and he lifted up his blood-soaked face to stare at Kara loathingly.
"What was that?" Bakura asked him in a threatening voice.
"Bastard slut," Keith spat at Kara.
"How dare you!" Kara started to advance, but Bakura held her back.
"I'll deal with this."
Bakura walked to his horse, and pulled out his weapon of choice - a long leather whip with iron thorns. He advanced onto Keith, seeming to boil with rage. Kara smiled evilly, watching.
"Don't you ever speak to Mistress Kara that way, insolent brat!" Bakura thundered. The metal on his whip gleamed in the moonlight, and tore through Bandit Keith's face. He uttered his final scream before his neck snapped.
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Hehe... really long chapter!! At least by my standards, seeing how I always get down to typing these up really late at night... lol Newayz, please review!!! ^_^
By Anime Queen
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OMG! I've only noticed this a couple of chapters ago, but I've totally messed up all the Millennium Items' names! *cries* I'm so pitiful. But I try to do diligent research, I just don't have enough time... so, what I'm trying to say, mainly, is that if there are some discrepancies throughout the first chapters of this fic, feel free to point them out to me in your reviews! I will make sure that I correct them if they're really significant. Thanx, I really appreciate all your support with this fic! ^_^ I love reviews!
Warnings: this has slight sexual references, violence, and Kara being a really bad girl.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh (but sometimes I pretend that I do... ^^)
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Chapter 8
"Marik..." Kara whispered urgently. He opened his eyes half-way, and focused on the image of Kara in front of him. Her red hair seemed purple in the moonlight, and her blue eyes were sparkling. She had nothing on, and he was beginning to get aroused again.
"Marik, I need to find Keith."
=Keith? What the - That's right, he hasn't returned from his mission=
Marik put his arms around Kara's waist, pulling her down on top of him, and kissing her neck.
"I'll come with you," he whispered softly, but she shook her head.
"Someone has to stay and watch over the general course of events. Bakura will go with me."
Marik was disappointed, but, after everything was over, he knew he would have eternity to spend with her.
He watched her put on her robes and walk out of the bedroom.
Kara closed the door behind her, and smiled.
~It's so easy to manipulate men~
She walked down the hall, and through to another bedroom. This one belonged to Ryou Bakura. She stood by the bed and smiled. He looked so cute when he was asleep.
"Bakura?" she called in a firm and loud voice that echoed through the room. He immediately woke up, and sat up in his bed.
"Mistress Kara, what's going on?"
"I want you to come with me to find Keith. He's been gone longer than was necessary for the mission."
"Yes, I'll be right there."
Bakura stumbled out of bed, clutching his bed sheets to himself, and trying to find his clothes and get dressed. Kara watched this with amusement for some time, and then turned to leave.
"Meet me outside my chamber," she said over her shoulder as she left the room.
She mounted the stairs, and walked past two guards into her own room. She undressed, and looked for a suitable outfit. Finally deciding on black leather pants and a green flowing top tight around the chest, she was ready. Choosing to wear black hiking boots and biker gloves, she left out the door.
Bakura was waiting for her, dressed in his full purple suit and short purple cloak. One of the servants handed him a long black cloak with a hood, which he gently placed on Kara's shoulders as she walked by him. He followed her in silence out the front door, and held her horse for her while she got on. The servants handed him his own horse, and he followed Kara into the forest.
They've been riding for some time, Bakura glancing at his Millennium Ring to verify they were going the right way. Kara slowed down, until she was riding next to Bakura.
"Is he close?" she asked her companion.
"I can sense the energy of the Millennium Ankh just over the tree line."
"The beach? What would the fool do at the beach?"
They rode out into the clear, and, sure enough, there was Bandit Keith, lying with his back against a rock, and fondling a naked woman sitting on top of him.
~Just as I thought~
Kara jumped down from her horse, letting Bakura take the reins. She advanced on the couple, her boots making a soft crunching sound on the pebbles and dust. They must have heard her, since the woman hurriedly gathered her clothes and retreated into the trees. At Kara's beckon, Bakura jumped down and walked into the woods after her.
"Mistress Kara, how unexpected it is that you came to look for me," he stuttered slightly, trying to get up, while Kara was still advancing on him. In one quick move, Kara drew her long dagger and pointed the tip at his throat. The sound of Keith trying to swallow was drowned out by the crunching of twigs, as Bakura emerged, with the half-clad woman in a neck lock.
Kara looked menacingly into Keith's eyes.
"Where is it?" she growled at him, making him shrink against the rock.
"It's... right here, right..." Keith felt all his pockets, but they were empty. "Shit."
Bakura ripped out the pile of clothes from the woman's hands. She struggled to get them back, but Bakura's grip on her was strong. She couldn't get free without choking herself. The bundle unwrapped, and the Millennium Ankh fell to the ground among the material.
Kara saw the recent development, and nodded at Bakura. With a twist of his able hands, the woman's neck snapped, and she fell to the ground with a thud, dead. Bakura picked up the Ankh and came to stand next to Kara.
"I've got it," he told her calmly.
"Thank you, Bakura," she smiled at him briefly, and then, "Do you have a rope?" she asked in a sweet voice. Bakura went to rummage in his saddle pocket, and came up with shackles and chain. He raised his eyebrows, questioning, and Kara nodded.
Once Keith was all chained up, they set off back to the castle.
"What will you do with him?" Bakura wondered, glancing over at Bandit Keith, running to keep up with the horses. He lost his footing and fell, dragging on the ground by the chain. He started running again, his face scratched and bloody.
"I don't know yet, but I know that he will be punished severely."
"Mistress Kara, please... please..." Keith gasped, but Bakura lashed out at him with his whip.
"Keep your mouth shut!"
They traveled a little farther down the path, until Kara took a sharp turn into the trees.
"Mistress Kara...?" Bakura questioned, and she turned to face him.
"This way Bakura."
He was mystified by his mistress's sudden change of plans, but he followed dutifully. Kara stopped in the middle of nowhere, and got off the horse.
~This should be the perfect place~
She tied the reigns to one of the branches of a nearby tree, and Bakura followed her example. He chained Keith sitting down at the base of the tree, and hurried to join Kara, who was standing behind Keith's tree, with her back turned to them. He walked up to stand next to her, facing the same direction.
"If I may ask, why are we stopping here?" he glanced briefly at Kara, but turned away. Looking at her for a long time would drive any man mad. And it was a known fact that no one could resist Mistress Kara. She could be a celebrity if she wanted to. But with her plan completed, she will be a celebrity soon enough.
"Bakura, I want to thank you," Kara said quietly, but firmly.
"That's the reason I'm here - to serve you."
"And for that, I thank you," she moved closer and pressed against his side. "You will always protect me against traitors like Keith and their whores, won't you?" he hands snaked up around his waist, and Bakura caught his breath.
"O-of course," he managed to at least keep his voice level.
"That would make me very happy," she smiled and looked up into his face. Bakura immediately averted his gaze, and fought the desire to hold her, for that would be treason against his Master.
With one of her hands, Kara reached up, caressed his hair, and pulled his face closer to her. She started to kiss him, and for a moment he was kissing her back, but he pulled away.
"Won't Master Marik be mad?" he asked through his heavy breathing.
"I'm sure he would want you to be rewarded," she told him, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
Before he knew it, he had Kara on the ground, his arms around her, and his lips on her skin. He nervously fingered the thin material of her top, and her soft body underneath. She slid her hands up under his shirt, taking it off, and pressing his firm chest to her. She ran her fingers through his thick hair, as he fervently kissed her neck, trailing down to her chest. He felt her flat tummy through the gap between her top and pants under his chest, and got even more excited.
Bakura was just about to dare slip his hands inside Kara's top, when he heard loud muttering. Cursing mentally, and with much hesitation, he got up onto his knees. Kara's arms were still around his neck, and she opened her eyes, annoyed that he stopped.
"What is it, Ryou-chan?" she whispered, and then sat up, still in his arms.
"I think it's Keith," Bakura bit out irritably. He picked up Kara around the waist and helped her get up. They walked to the tree where Keith was tied up hand in hand, and he lifted up his blood-soaked face to stare at Kara loathingly.
"What was that?" Bakura asked him in a threatening voice.
"Bastard slut," Keith spat at Kara.
"How dare you!" Kara started to advance, but Bakura held her back.
"I'll deal with this."
Bakura walked to his horse, and pulled out his weapon of choice - a long leather whip with iron thorns. He advanced onto Keith, seeming to boil with rage. Kara smiled evilly, watching.
"Don't you ever speak to Mistress Kara that way, insolent brat!" Bakura thundered. The metal on his whip gleamed in the moonlight, and tore through Bandit Keith's face. He uttered his final scream before his neck snapped.
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Hehe... really long chapter!! At least by my standards, seeing how I always get down to typing these up really late at night... lol Newayz, please review!!! ^_^
