Ello, It's me, once again. With another chapter for you to read, enjoy/hate or whatever. Once again, I apologize for the shortness and the time it took me to finally post it. I have a lot of schoolwork and art o finish up. Oh looky, it's starting to go somewhere! * Gasp! * This will not be an overly short fic, so don't expect everything to happen at once, I should get to the real point in the next to chapters, its kinda complex, so yah.

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~Chapter 3

      Darker Stains

Bakura picked up his pace. Despite the rain, he was now in a better mood. At least he wouldn't have to really search anymore. He flipped his blade around in his hand as the rose gardens came into view. His smile broadened when he heard Ryou's voice, but faded again when he saw a dark figure leaning over him.

"What the hell?" he exhaled. "Who'd be in the park at this time of night?" He blinked a moment. "Besides homeless and crazy people…"

He snapped back to attention. The way that guy was hovering over Ryou, did not look good.

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Otogi leaned closer to Ryou, He didn't want to touch, or move the boy in fear he may hurt him more. But he couldn't leave him out here, not like this. He felt a wave of ice shoot down his back. He couldn't stay out here like this either. He could only hope that some one would come by and help. But the chances of that where slim to nothing. The only people out here at a time like this where the homeless and the crazy.

As if to confirm this, Bakura came trudging angrily down the path…

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"Stay still."

"OWW!"

"I said stay still!"

"You're pulling my hair!"

"Then stop moving"

"Hair is a stupid humanly accessory that I don't need!"

Shadi leaned back on his heals and sighed. He didn't need this kind of stress. Really he didn't. And trying to make a demon messenger look like a normal human girl was just… What was the word? GAH! Yah, that's it…

"Stop fumbling with the comb and sheer me!"  Ammut bellowed.

Shadi just stared at her and her … odd… use of words.

"Do you have sand in your ears? Useless pawn!" She spat.

"…"

Ammut reached back behind her and grabbed the comb, snapping it in half she stuffed it down Shadi's robe.  "Stupid human! It isn't a wonder of mine why the gods made such a creature mortal, for that I am thankful. Though I do ponder why, no… HOW you haven't wiped yourselves out yet"

"…"

 "I tire of your idle presence! Go fetch me something to drink!"

Shadi got up to fetch the girl some water. He closed the door cautiously behind him and padded down the halls. Halfway down the hall, he let out a breath and frowned. He began fishing for the bits of comb muttering to himself as he did so. He found one half and stared blankly at it. His trance was broken by a bark from the chamber he had left.

"HUMAN!"

Shadi gave up on the other half of the comb and continued down the hall.

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Yugi let out a sharp yelp as he fell from his bed. He winced and scanned for the clock on his nightstand. Frowning, he rubbed the sleep from his eyes… He heard a loud "thud from the guest room 3 doors down from his and footsteps hustling down the hall. Yami busted into Yugi's room and panted.

"What was that!?! Are you ok!?!"

The sight of his darker half in the flesh startled him. He just stared blankly at the spirit in front of him, unsure what to say.

"Yugi?" Yami asked again.

"Huh? Oh eheh… I just fell outa bed, no biggie…" Yugi put on his happy-to-be-here-right-now smile to confirm his ok-ness. "I'm ok, really!"

Yami raised an eyebrow and wandered off, muttering something in Egyptian.

Yugi watched his yami leave and leaned back against the bed, letting his smile fade. "I'm ok…" he whispered to himself for reassurance. "I'm ok…" But the fact of the matter was, he wasn't. What would make him dream something like that? He could never hurt his yami…. Could he? "I'm ok…"  he felt something warm and sticky against his hand as he let it drop to his side. 'what the…' He lifted his hand back up. Blood trickle through his fingers and down the back of his hand. Shock, and something less settling ran though him as he stared at his open hand… The Sennen Tauk rested in his grip…the edges of the upturned metal dug into the balls of his had with the force of his former grip.

"oh god…"

(A/N: I'm not going to tell you what he dreamed just yet, the only clues you get for now is what he thinks about and mentions. I'll get to the dream(s) later MWAHAHH! Er, yah… I'll continue now…)

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Ammut continued to sit in the dark, dank room wearing nothing but a frown and a pair of jeans. Since the pants had won the fight and drove her to exhaustion, she gave them the 'honor' of being able to be seen in her presence. But it was cold now… Very cold… She glared at her bare arms.

"Why do humans have so much fur on their head and not on the rest of them!?!" She cursed, picking up the bits of hair she had managed to 'liberate' herself from and sprinkled them on her arms. When they slid from her limbs and floated to the floor, she got up. She had torn the shirt that Shadi had given her to shreds, but surly there had to be another one around… Right? 

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Shadi wandered through the kitchen, looking for some sort of plastic cup. He was afraid of what might happen when she broke the glass one and found out that broken glass is sharp. Finding nothing but glass he sighed, maybe he had a bowl or something… This was difficult.

He began to get frustrated and flip though cupboards more rapidly; something plastic… he HAD to have something plastic! He was so intent on finding the item that he didn't notice the young redheaded girl sneak past him to the door in one of his robes…

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Ryou had slipped into some sort of unconscious consciousness and wasn't too sure what was going on… He opened his eyes slightly when he felt a hand on his face. It was like ice and it made him jump slightly.  He could see Otogi try and fake a smile, but fail miserably. Ryou tried to do the same, and failed as well. He was cold; it was too cold…

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Otogi tried to fake a smile when he saw Ryou open his eyes, but the cold seemed to paralyze him. He could hardly feel his hands anymore; he couldn't feel much of anything anymore, and what he could feel, burned. What was he going to do? He was sure that they had learned what to do in this situation in school, but he didn't remember any of it. Isn't it funny how that always works? Yah know and ace a test on it but as soon as you need it, it's gone. Then something clicked. If you leave him here, he WILL die, if you carry him off, he MIGHT die. Otogi made up his mind. Carefully sliding one hand under Ryou's back, he sat him up. That task alone seemed hard enough. Otogi coughed a bit and spat up some phlegm beside him. He cleared his throat and shifted the boy around in his arms. 

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Bakura silently made his way over to the boy hovering over his hikari. Placing his had gently on Otogi's shoulder he whipped him backwards with break neck force, causing him to drop the other boy. Otogi took a moment to let what was happening sink in… A moment too late. Bakura grabbed the collar of the boy's sweater and rammed him against a nearby tree.

Otogi gasped for air as he slid down the tree into the thorns at his feet. He was frozen, numb, windless and with the new paralysis of the sum of the three, he was completely at the mercy of the spirit of the sennen ring.

Bakura let his sneer dissolve into a maniacal grin. Unsheathing the knife of his switchblade he nudged Otogi with his foot. Pressing the blade to the boy's collarbone he waited until he could see the sweater around the area if the blade darken. He knelt down beside him and pressed harder, moving the blade up along the bone and under his neck.

Bakura ran his tongue over his slightly oversized canine teeth, like a wolf about to sink them into his prey.

"Good night little dragon"

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Dundun daaaaa! For all those who don't get the last part, Ryuugi means little dragon as well. R&R is always nice, and good incentive to write more.