~*Author's Note: Just to let you guys know about Bakura, he's no longer the good guy. He's the evil dude now since his dark side took over. No, I'm not gonna rename him as 'Yami Bakura'. I'm just gonna stick with Bakura. Hope you guys won't get confused*~
~*Chapter 11: Confrontation*~
Never had Yami ran faster before in his life. Oh, how things seemed to have gone so fast. Not only the one he had loved had been tortured but he had been betrayed by his own friend.
"I can't believe it." he said to himself as he made his way towards his friend's house. In a matter of time, he finally reached Bakura's house, more pissed than he ever was to a friend before.
"That bastard." he growled, pounding on the heavy wooden door. Unfortunately, no one answered the door. He then twisted the doorknob, which to his surprise, it opened easily. He then slipped inside the house, closing the door behind him gently. His eyes darted around the home wondering where Tea could be. He just stood there, thinking of where a twisted man would take his victim. Suddenly, his eyes darted to the basement door. He's seen it before in one of the movies he watched with Yugi not too long ago. He then made his way to the basement door, twisting the knob, only to find the door locked.
"Tea?!?" Yami called out, pounding on the basement door. "Tea? You in there?" He tried to yank the door open but it wouldn't budge. "I'll get you out of here, I promise."
"It's very rude to enter one's home without knocking, don't you think?" a raspy voice called out from the living room. Turning around, he glared at his once so-called friend Bakura, who just stood in the middle of the living room.
"Bakura how could you?!?" Yami gazed at his friend. "Why would you do this to your own friend?"
"I have my own reasons little Yami." Bakura's lifeless gazed upon Yami.
"So what are these reasons you speak of?" Yami slowly approached Bakura.
"You wouldn't understand, damn it!" Bakura glared at Yami.
"You're that damn dark side that lives inside Bakura's millennium ring huh?"
"Not exactly." Bakura smirked. "We made a deal."
Yami's eyes widened. "A deal?"
"You don't get it do you Yami?" Bakura just stood there, his eyes returned to its normal self. "I fell in love with Tea. But when I found out she fell in love with you and you loved her back, it made me sick to my stomach. What does she see in you is what I don't know. So I've made a deal with my dark side. He helps me get Tea, I let him somewhat take over my soul. Is that simple."
"You've turned yourself into a twisted soul. You need help." Yami took Bakura's hand. "I've met that guy before and trust me Bakura, he isn't the type of person to mess with. Now, why don't we just get Tea out of the basement." As Yami moved closer to Bakura, Bakura snatched Yami's hand. His grip was like a vice, causing a great deal of pain.
"Poor Yami." Bakura's gaze settled upon him, his millennium ring shone as he changed to his dark side. As his transformation was complete, the millennium ring slowly slid off his neck. "You see, it's all easy. I keep Tea, I get rid of you and no one has to know about it. We'd all be happy in the end as you rest in peace back in your tomb."
"You've gone crazy Bakura." Yami gazed at the dark side of Bakura.
"Crazy huh?" he then shoved Yami as hard as he could, sending him straight to the wall. Yami's back slammed right into the wall with a loud thud.
"Okay Bakura," Yami glared at his somewhat long time friend. "It seems you've gone too far."
"Oh? And what are you gonna do about it Yami?" Bakura sneered. "Gonna challenge me into a game of duel monsters?"
"No," Yami slowly made his way to his feet. "But I can do this." he then leaped towards Bakura, tackling him down onto the floor. In a matter of seconds, the two tried to force each other into a pin. Bakura pined Yami, punching him on the stomach and the face.
In return, Yami grabbed Bakura by the neck, choking him. He then kneed Bakura in the gut. Bakura collapsed onto the ground the instant Yami released his grip, gasping for air. The two men were knocked out for the moment before sitting up, glaring at each other.
"You're going down Yami." Bakura slowly got up making his way towards Yami. Being able to see in time, Yami grabbed Bakura's ankle, which caused him to trip and fall over, landing on his stomach. Bakura started to get up but he felt a foot pressing onto his head.
"Do you give?" Yami's eyes bore into Bakura's.
Bakura's lips curled into a smirk, only to reply. "How about letting me face you so I could tell you straight up."
"Sounds fair enough." Yami released his foot just to let Bakura shift his body so he could lay on his back. The second he was on his back, Yami placed his foot on Bakura's stomach.
"You don't get it do you Yami." Bakura started laughing.
"What's so funny?" Yami continued looking down at his friend.
"It's an opening."
"Opening?" Yami looked at him bewildered.
"Yeah you asshole." Bakura grinned, slowly lifting his leg up. With a swift kick, he struck Yami with a low blow.
"Ow! Oh shit! That's cheating you son of a bitch." Yami snarled, stumbling backwards holding onto his crotch. Bakura slowly got up, watching Yami hopping mad before falling to the ground.
Bakura smirked as he made his way towards Yami, kicking him on the stomach. "Aw, what's a matter Yami? Did that hurt?"
Yami slowly got up, glaring at Bakura. "So that's how you play? Dirty? Well…" he then shoved Bakura onto the hallway, pinning him onto the wall. "Where is she?" he started to shake Bakura with all his strength. "Where's Tea, damn it? You've got to open your eyes Bakura. That shadow's controlling you. And if that keeps happening, you're…you're…"
That smirk never left Bakura's face as he slowly reached into his pocket, taking out a skinny pocket. "You mean you're dead, huh Yami?" And at that, Yami felt a sharp pain through his stomach. Bakura just stood there, watching Yami falling to his knees, holding his stomach, noticing the dark red liquid on his hand. Instantly, he knew that was his own blood that dripped down.
"Oh shit…" Yami gazed at his blood before gazing at Bakura. Wordlessly, Bakura picked up Yami, shoving him down the steps, watching him land with a thud, knocked out as he landed on the cold floor.
Taking out a small vial with pink liquid and a syringe, Bakura slowly made his way down the steps. "Now Yami, this is gonna hurt for a second but it'll be all right. Trust me." He knelt beside Yami, filling up the syringe with the liquid. "Pretty soon, you'll be able to see things you truly desire. You'll enjoy it Yami, you'll see." The tip of the needle was just centimeters away from Yami's veins until a gunshot broke out. Pissed off, Bakura whirled his head to the doorway, catching a glimpse of a small figure holding a gun. Another gunshot broke out as the bullet struck him in the arm, then the shoulder. He cried out in pain, holding his left shoulder.
Soon, a few people dressed in white rushed in, putting Bakura on the stretcher.
"Hey Bakura," one of them called out. "You're gonna be all right."
"Can you hear me kid?" another had asked. Bakura didn't answer as he just laid there.
"Go easy on him you guys." said Mokuba, helping Yami to his feet. "He has some very emotional problems."
"Bakura…" Yami called out weakly. "Just tell me why."
Bakura's eyes locked in on Yami's for a long time. Finally, he answered in a soft voice, as if he was back to his normal self. "Yami, just tell Tea I love her. That's all I ask." he smiled weakly as the paramedics finally wheeled him away.
"Hey." One of the paramedics called out. "What about this young girl? Should we put her in the stretcher too?"
"No need to." Mokuba simply answered. "I'll take care of her."
"You?" the paramedic looked down at Mokuba. "What do you know about being a doctor? No offense kid, just leave this to the professionals."
"Hey you." Kaiba appeared right in front of the paramedic, grabbing him by the shirt. "Nobody, and I mean nobody messes with my little brother. If they do, they will have to answer to me first. If my brother says he can take care of the girl, then let him do his damn job!" Kaiba's eyes glared into the paramedic. "Got it?"
"All right, all right Mr. Kaiba. Whatever you say." He then left the basement.
With a syringe in hand and a vial filled with a strange yellow orange liquid, he then injected the drug into Tea's arm. Kaiba and Malik looked on before Kaiba settled his gaze on Yami.
"You should really watch who your friends are Yami." Kaiba's eyes seemed to bore into Yami's. "Otherwise you would've been killed."
"Ok, she should be able to wake up in an hour," Mokuba stood up looking down at Tea. "Or maybe half an hour, depending on the time needed for the antidote to settle in."
"C'mon Mokuba." Kaiba and Malik made their way up the stairs.
"Wait." Mokuba pleaded.
"Now!" Kaiba snapped, not wanting to stay another minute in the same room with Yami.
Mokuba looked up at Yami. "She'll be okay. I promise. The after effects will occur."
"Mokuba, c'mon." Kaiba looked down from the doorway.
"Coming!" Mokuba called back. "Well Yami, I guess I'll see you around. Stay with her till she wakes up." he then ran atop the basement stairs, trying to catch up with his brother and Malik.
~*To Be Continued*~