Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh! I'm obsessed with it, but I don't own it. Does that seem fair to you?
Thanks to my 8 reviewers! 8! Wheehee, throw a party! I'm happy, I'm getting reviews again!
Kira-Kura: Thanks for the advice! And yeah, seeing as you converted me, I guess I'm your fledgling.... Dis is cool.
ChibiChula: Another long review! I love long reviews! And thanks for the tip, I'll go find one of my friends that can actually spell.... Usually I'm the beta... That's kinda worrying, Isn't it?
Evil Chibi Malik: What's a pocky?
Yugiohluver: I love your bio! I pinched a few quotes, but I gave you credit! If you don't like that, tell me please! You should write a story, If your bio's anything to go by, you sound like a great humor author!
Also thanks to maedhros, SoulDreamer, Kaelas and Bakuraluva for reviewing! BTW, bad language and violence here, but no lime time.
Yami Bakura: Bakura
Bakura: Ryou
Yami Marik: Malik
Marik: Marik
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*****Ryous POV *****
I sat there for a while and watched Bakura fly off. Very shortly he wasn't even a speck. Why hadn't he hurt him? His father had beaten him for much less than that. He was able to cope, the best thing was to just lie still. And he knew that Bakura had killed people at random, so why hadn't he done the same to him?
Well, Bakura probably wouldn't kill him, there seemed to be something going on. Ryou wondered where Bakura had gone. Probably hunting. Maybe he had gone to see Marik and Malik. And there was another puzzle in its self. Why did both he and Marik seem to have vampire doubles?
Ryou rubbed the bruise that was starting to form on his cheek and walked up towards the bedroom again.
*****Yamis POV *****
Yami was just leaning over to clean some of the blood that was on Yugis chest off where the thieves rings had cut him when something launched itself through the open window and knocked Yami to the floor. Even with his vampire reflexes, he still wasn't able to dodge the blow to his chest that winded him. Yami caught a glint of gold and grabbed at it, pulling his attackers head down and bring his fist up to meet it.
Yami rolled away and stood up, feeling blood trickle down a cut on his arm. Funny, he hadn't even felt it. His attacker stood up as well, and Yami recognized the vampire from last night.
"You! What do want now?!"
"Answers. What the fuck is going on with all these copies of vampires? And why does everyone want us dead?!"
"Why should I tell you? You didn't say please."
Bakura snarled and launched himself back at Yami, his wings half formed. As Bakura tackled Yami to the ground, One of his wings caught him on the cheek. That's probably going to bruise, thought Yami, as he tried to avoid Bakuras knife seriously scarring him.
Eventually Bakura got fed up with him dodging, and slammed the heel of his hand into Yamis nose. Yami lay there for a few seconds with spots exploding in front of his eyes, while Bakura pinned his wrists down with his knees and held the blade to Yamis throat.
"I guess I just wasn't brought up properly." Bakura said. It took Yami a few seconds to realize through the haze of pain that Bakura was referring to his earlier comment. Yami figured his nose was broken, but could feel it moving inside, and he realized it was healing already.
"Now, unless you would care to answer my questions, I'm afraid I'm really going to have to hurt you. Silver wounds don't heal as quickly, you know."
"Fuck off."
"No thanks." Bakura scored a line in Yamis throat, and he winced, feeling the blood trickle down the sides of his neck. It took a few minutes of the searing pain until the wound began to heal, slowly.
"Are you going to answer yet?" Yamis only answer was to struggle and try to remember what his martial arts teacher had told him what to do in a position like this. Oh yeah, don't get into it. Yamis train of thought was broken as he saw Yugi creep up behind the vampire, holding the crossbow he kept beside his bed in his hands. That idiot probably doesn't even know how to use a crossbow, Yami thought, and his eyes widened slightly when he saw Yugi raise it.
That slight opening of his eyes was all Bakura needed to roll aside and as he was rising, grab Yugis neck with one hand and twist his wrist with the other so that he dropped the crossbow. Bakura broke the crossbow trigger off with his thumb by pulling it hard forward and tossed the crossbow aside.
"Leave him alone!" Yami said as Bakura raised the knife up to his doubles neck.
"Oh, so you have a soft spot for this little one, do you? Well, It's been a long time since I last ate, and you know, I'm getting a little peckish here. Maybe you could just back off a little?"
Yami tensed to spring at Bakura, and Bakura noticed.
"Yes, you could leap, but could you leap fast enough to stop me cutting his throat? I do hate wasting good food, when I think of all those poor starving vampires in Africa, but I'll be willing to make an exception in this case."
"You are one sick bastard, do you know that?"
"Thank you. You know, insulting the hostage taker isn't a good idea..." Bakura said, and swept the knife across just below Yugis collarbone. Yugi screamed as red blood poured down his front.
"Let him go." Said Yami, backing away. He was hoping his attacker would think that he was scared, but it the dressing tables draw behind him there was another crossbow, a backup. Yami felt himself bump up against the corner of the table and slowly inched his hand to the draws handle and started to pull it open behind him.
"Or what?" Bakura said, gently pulling the knife along Yugis throat, not cutting though. Yami felt his hand close around the handle of the crossbow. He pulled it up and without bothering to use the sights, shot the vampire in the wrist with the crossbow. Bakura winced as the crossbow went through his wrist, and dropped the knife. His ring glowed for a second, and the knife floated back up and into its sheath.
*****Bakuras POV *****
That bastard shot me! That really, really hurts.
Bakura noticed the vampire hunter nearly had his crossbow loaded, and Bakura had no illusions where the next shot would go. He curled his hand around his hostages waist and jumped out the window. He felt, rather than heard, the bolt hit the wall where he had been standing as he raced downwards, not opening his wings so he could gain speed. A few meters off the ground he opened his wings and sped off as fast as he could across the city, closely followed by a very pissed off Yami, who had luckily for Bakura dropped the crossbow.
This is the most fun I've had since I stole the ring off the last leader! Ha, pathetic hunter, you couldn't catch me if you tried... Although you are managing to at least stay at the same speed as me. Well, it would be no fun if we couldn't yell insults at each other. Speaking of no fun, I've got to land and get this crossbow bolt out of my wrist before it heals too much, or I'll never get it out. He'll have to pay for that.
Bakura dropped back a few meters, within shouting range. He angled upwards, as he knew what Yami was going to say. It always happened, it was just a matter-
"Let him go!"
"Okay! If you insist!" Bakura dropped Yugi, delighting in the look of terror on the boys face as he plummeted down towards the pavement. Yami dived after him, only to have Bakura swoop down and grab Yugi just above Yami. Bakura hovered in the air a few meters away from Yami, about thirty meters off the ground.
"Do you want me to drop him again? It took you about fifty meters to nearly catch him before, do you want to risk it? It could be really entertaining."
"Why are you dragging him into this? You're not the only one that everyone's trying to kill!"
"Really? Tell me more, and I'll keep a hold on him."
"I'll tell you one thing."
"Really? What?"
"I always have a backup." Yami pulled a wooden throwing knife tipped with silver and threw it at Bakura. Bakura dropped Yugi and tried to dodge, but even a vampire can't dodge a knife thrown from a couple of meters away and it hit him.
In the chest.
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Ooo, cliffy! I'm mean, yes I am, but I haven't uploaded for so long and I figured I better give you a new chapter before to stop reading my fic out of boredom.
So, what will happen to Bakura? Things are not looking happy, I don't know why I'm being so mean to him.
Also: Will Yami catch Yugi? And what's Ryou going to do? Hmmm, you'll just have to wait and see. I need reviews for inspiration!
Thanks to my 8 reviewers! 8! Wheehee, throw a party! I'm happy, I'm getting reviews again!
Kira-Kura: Thanks for the advice! And yeah, seeing as you converted me, I guess I'm your fledgling.... Dis is cool.
ChibiChula: Another long review! I love long reviews! And thanks for the tip, I'll go find one of my friends that can actually spell.... Usually I'm the beta... That's kinda worrying, Isn't it?
Evil Chibi Malik: What's a pocky?
Yugiohluver: I love your bio! I pinched a few quotes, but I gave you credit! If you don't like that, tell me please! You should write a story, If your bio's anything to go by, you sound like a great humor author!
Also thanks to maedhros, SoulDreamer, Kaelas and Bakuraluva for reviewing! BTW, bad language and violence here, but no lime time.
Yami Bakura: Bakura
Bakura: Ryou
Yami Marik: Malik
Marik: Marik
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*****Ryous POV *****
I sat there for a while and watched Bakura fly off. Very shortly he wasn't even a speck. Why hadn't he hurt him? His father had beaten him for much less than that. He was able to cope, the best thing was to just lie still. And he knew that Bakura had killed people at random, so why hadn't he done the same to him?
Well, Bakura probably wouldn't kill him, there seemed to be something going on. Ryou wondered where Bakura had gone. Probably hunting. Maybe he had gone to see Marik and Malik. And there was another puzzle in its self. Why did both he and Marik seem to have vampire doubles?
Ryou rubbed the bruise that was starting to form on his cheek and walked up towards the bedroom again.
*****Yamis POV *****
Yami was just leaning over to clean some of the blood that was on Yugis chest off where the thieves rings had cut him when something launched itself through the open window and knocked Yami to the floor. Even with his vampire reflexes, he still wasn't able to dodge the blow to his chest that winded him. Yami caught a glint of gold and grabbed at it, pulling his attackers head down and bring his fist up to meet it.
Yami rolled away and stood up, feeling blood trickle down a cut on his arm. Funny, he hadn't even felt it. His attacker stood up as well, and Yami recognized the vampire from last night.
"You! What do want now?!"
"Answers. What the fuck is going on with all these copies of vampires? And why does everyone want us dead?!"
"Why should I tell you? You didn't say please."
Bakura snarled and launched himself back at Yami, his wings half formed. As Bakura tackled Yami to the ground, One of his wings caught him on the cheek. That's probably going to bruise, thought Yami, as he tried to avoid Bakuras knife seriously scarring him.
Eventually Bakura got fed up with him dodging, and slammed the heel of his hand into Yamis nose. Yami lay there for a few seconds with spots exploding in front of his eyes, while Bakura pinned his wrists down with his knees and held the blade to Yamis throat.
"I guess I just wasn't brought up properly." Bakura said. It took Yami a few seconds to realize through the haze of pain that Bakura was referring to his earlier comment. Yami figured his nose was broken, but could feel it moving inside, and he realized it was healing already.
"Now, unless you would care to answer my questions, I'm afraid I'm really going to have to hurt you. Silver wounds don't heal as quickly, you know."
"Fuck off."
"No thanks." Bakura scored a line in Yamis throat, and he winced, feeling the blood trickle down the sides of his neck. It took a few minutes of the searing pain until the wound began to heal, slowly.
"Are you going to answer yet?" Yamis only answer was to struggle and try to remember what his martial arts teacher had told him what to do in a position like this. Oh yeah, don't get into it. Yamis train of thought was broken as he saw Yugi creep up behind the vampire, holding the crossbow he kept beside his bed in his hands. That idiot probably doesn't even know how to use a crossbow, Yami thought, and his eyes widened slightly when he saw Yugi raise it.
That slight opening of his eyes was all Bakura needed to roll aside and as he was rising, grab Yugis neck with one hand and twist his wrist with the other so that he dropped the crossbow. Bakura broke the crossbow trigger off with his thumb by pulling it hard forward and tossed the crossbow aside.
"Leave him alone!" Yami said as Bakura raised the knife up to his doubles neck.
"Oh, so you have a soft spot for this little one, do you? Well, It's been a long time since I last ate, and you know, I'm getting a little peckish here. Maybe you could just back off a little?"
Yami tensed to spring at Bakura, and Bakura noticed.
"Yes, you could leap, but could you leap fast enough to stop me cutting his throat? I do hate wasting good food, when I think of all those poor starving vampires in Africa, but I'll be willing to make an exception in this case."
"You are one sick bastard, do you know that?"
"Thank you. You know, insulting the hostage taker isn't a good idea..." Bakura said, and swept the knife across just below Yugis collarbone. Yugi screamed as red blood poured down his front.
"Let him go." Said Yami, backing away. He was hoping his attacker would think that he was scared, but it the dressing tables draw behind him there was another crossbow, a backup. Yami felt himself bump up against the corner of the table and slowly inched his hand to the draws handle and started to pull it open behind him.
"Or what?" Bakura said, gently pulling the knife along Yugis throat, not cutting though. Yami felt his hand close around the handle of the crossbow. He pulled it up and without bothering to use the sights, shot the vampire in the wrist with the crossbow. Bakura winced as the crossbow went through his wrist, and dropped the knife. His ring glowed for a second, and the knife floated back up and into its sheath.
*****Bakuras POV *****
That bastard shot me! That really, really hurts.
Bakura noticed the vampire hunter nearly had his crossbow loaded, and Bakura had no illusions where the next shot would go. He curled his hand around his hostages waist and jumped out the window. He felt, rather than heard, the bolt hit the wall where he had been standing as he raced downwards, not opening his wings so he could gain speed. A few meters off the ground he opened his wings and sped off as fast as he could across the city, closely followed by a very pissed off Yami, who had luckily for Bakura dropped the crossbow.
This is the most fun I've had since I stole the ring off the last leader! Ha, pathetic hunter, you couldn't catch me if you tried... Although you are managing to at least stay at the same speed as me. Well, it would be no fun if we couldn't yell insults at each other. Speaking of no fun, I've got to land and get this crossbow bolt out of my wrist before it heals too much, or I'll never get it out. He'll have to pay for that.
Bakura dropped back a few meters, within shouting range. He angled upwards, as he knew what Yami was going to say. It always happened, it was just a matter-
"Let him go!"
"Okay! If you insist!" Bakura dropped Yugi, delighting in the look of terror on the boys face as he plummeted down towards the pavement. Yami dived after him, only to have Bakura swoop down and grab Yugi just above Yami. Bakura hovered in the air a few meters away from Yami, about thirty meters off the ground.
"Do you want me to drop him again? It took you about fifty meters to nearly catch him before, do you want to risk it? It could be really entertaining."
"Why are you dragging him into this? You're not the only one that everyone's trying to kill!"
"Really? Tell me more, and I'll keep a hold on him."
"I'll tell you one thing."
"Really? What?"
"I always have a backup." Yami pulled a wooden throwing knife tipped with silver and threw it at Bakura. Bakura dropped Yugi and tried to dodge, but even a vampire can't dodge a knife thrown from a couple of meters away and it hit him.
In the chest.
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Ooo, cliffy! I'm mean, yes I am, but I haven't uploaded for so long and I figured I better give you a new chapter before to stop reading my fic out of boredom.
So, what will happen to Bakura? Things are not looking happy, I don't know why I'm being so mean to him.
Also: Will Yami catch Yugi? And what's Ryou going to do? Hmmm, you'll just have to wait and see. I need reviews for inspiration!