~*Death Giving Off Its Dark Kiss*~

Ten Years Later…

Miyako and Tea were shopping in Ginza late one night. The two had spent the whole day together right after Miyako finished school. The young girl was still in her school uniform which consisted of a black sailor suit with a red ribbon hanging down, a long black skirt that reached to her knees and black shoes. Her blonde hair flowed down to her waist.

"C'mon mom," Miyako started to yawn, carrying some of the shopping bags in her hand. "Can we go home now?"

"I was just gonna say that." Tea smiled. "Let's go. You wanna show your father your report card now don't you?"

"Well," Miyako's face turned with red with embarrassment. "He's going to know I did good."

"Which that's a good thing." Tea smiled as they walked down the busy streets of Ginza. "We're always proud of you. Remember that." They finally escaped the streets of the busy Ginza, heading towards the empty streets that led towards the neighborhood. Streetlights, lighting up the town.

"Well, well, if it isn't Tea."

Tea turned around seeing Namu approached her. Smiling, she placed down her shopping bags. "Wow, Namu, it's been so long."

Namu smiled approaching the two, his hands in his pockets. He wore a black turtleneck top and leather pants. "It has been years. The last I've heard, you had a child."

"Yup." She then gestured to Miyako to come over, which she did. "Miyako, this is my friend Namu."

That's what you think, Namu said in his head before kneeling down, cupping his hand on her chin, tilting her head upwards to see her face. "My, how she has grown. She looks like her mother and father."

Miyako smiled at Namu but quickly frowned, stepping back.

"Hey Miyako," Tea looked at her strangely. "What's wrong?"

Namu gave out a small laugh. "She knows." His lips curled to a smirk.

"Knows what?" And at this, his voice started to change more into a demon's, a voice she had known all too well.

"Marik?" her eyes widened. He then grabbed her by the waist, dragging her to his car.

"Mom!!" Miyako lunged forward, trying to grab her mom but Marik kicked the child off.

"Miyako," Tea struggled to break free from Marik. "Go to uncle Joey's house. That's where your father is right now."

"But…but…"

"Just go!" Tea screamed.

Miyako nodded, dropping the shopping bags and running down the streets. Meanwhile, Marik pinned her on her stomach on the car.

"You will never get away with this Marik." Tea continued to struggle as Marik tied her hands with rope, his knee pushing her legs to the cool metal.

"There is someone who wants to meet up with you after all this time," he whispered in her ear. "And I'm pretty sure you would want to meet with him." He finished binding her legs. He then duct taped her mouth and blindfolded her. Opening his trunk, he shoved her inside watching her squirm.

"You know," Marik twirled his keys around. "I would let you stay in the backseat but it could cause some problems." He then closed the trunk, getting inside the car and drove off into the night. Finally, he reached an apartment, opening the trunk seeing her laying there. The car trip must've caused her to slide around quite a lot to knock her out. Smiling, he picked up her body, swinging it over his shoulder. He entered the apartment building, going up the stairs. Finally, he reached the 7th floor, walking down the halls, looking left to right. He then stopped beside the room labeled 741. Opening the door, he placed Tea's body on the living room floor, calling out at what seems to be nothing. "She's here."

Meanwhile, Miyako continued running down the streets. It seemed impossible for her to reach Joey's house in time, which was a mile away. She didn't have enough money for the subway. All and all, she was exhausted.

"Hey, isn't that Tea's kid?"

Miyako looked up seeing three familiar people. "Mai? Kaiba? Mokuba?"

"What was Yami thinking?" Kaiba stopped the car glancing at Miyako. "Allowing his kid to run around the streets at night."

"Hey Miyako," Mai called out. "Where you going?"

Miyako was breathing heavily. "Going…uncle Joey…"

"Uncle Joey?" Kaiba made a strange face.

"She means Joey idiot." Mai took a glance up at him before turning to Miyako. "Need a ride? We can drop you there."

"Mai?!?" Kaiba obviously wasn't in the mood to pick up any hitchhikers, especially anyone who had ties with Yami.

"Kaiba, don't be stubborn." Scolded Mai, leaning towards him, kissing him on the cheek.

"Hmph…perhaps a punishment on marrying a sweet vixen such as yourself." Kaiba grinned.

"Okay Miyako," Mai called out. "Hop on in. We'll take you to uncle Joey's house."

Miyako smiled, making her way towards them, getting in the back seat of the car.

"So…" Kaiba kept his eyes on the road as he drove down the streets. "What's a young girl with a dumb-ass father…"

"Kaiba," his wife got a bit upset. "You shouldn't be saying that kind of stuff to the kid." She then turned to Miyako. "Don't mind him. He and your father don't exactly get along like how friends s'posed to be."

"That's enough Mai." Kaiba stopped at the red light. "Why are you running in the streets this time of night."

"My mom…she's been kidnapped."

"She got what?" Mokuba and Mai both looked at Miyako.

"We were just walking to Uncle Joey's house from Ginza and one of her friends came by and just grabbed her."

"So what was his name?" Kaiba started to drive once the green light turned back on.

"My mom did say his name was Namu."

"Namu?" Mai looked up at Kaiba. "Isn't that the guy who's Marik at the same time?"

"Yami should've not married her in the first place."

"Oh c'mon Seto," Mokuba got mad at what his brother said. "Would you prefer Yami marrying Mai instead?"

"Oh please," Mai rolled her eyes back. "As if I got any interest in that pip squeak."

"Mr. Kaiba?" Miyako looked up at Kaiba.

"What is it kid?" Kaiba made a right turn.

"Why don't you like my mom and dad?"

"No offense kid. Your mom's in big trouble. You're too young to understand. All I'm telling you is that your mom's former friends are after her. They have been for a long time." They finally reached Joey's house. Kaiba pulled over the sidewalk. Miyako quickly got out of the car, running towards the door, trying to pound on it, exhausted from running a few miles before getting a ride with Kaiba.

"Uncle Joey! Uncle Joey, open up!" Miyako screamed. Suddenly, the door opened, Joey looking down at the child, surprised.

"Miyako? What are you doing here? Where's your mom?"

"Dad…where's my dad?" Miyako started to feel a bit weak.

"Miyako, you're dad left long time ago." Joey started getting worried.

"Dad…" Miyako uttered before collapsing onto the floor.

"Miyako!" Joey started to shake her, realizing that she had fainted. "Tristan! Tristan!"

Tristan raced down the stairs seeing Miyako. "Oh shit! What happened to her?"

"Ask later." Joey replied. "Call Yami. Hurry!"

"You sure not the hospital?"

"Do it!" Tristan then raced to the phone, dialing Yami's number.

"Helo?" a familiar voice answered.

"Yami," said Tristan, watching Joey trying to wake up Miyako. "Get over here right now. Something's happened to Miyako. She just came in our house by herself and…well…I think she fainted."

"What? What's going on?"

"Just come over."

"All right, I'll be over there."

Tea slowly opened her eyes, gazing around the darkness. She tried to move her arms but realized she couldn't. She found herself chained to some kind of cross on the wall.

"Marik!" Tea yelled at the top of her lungs. "This has gone too far! You know Yami will find you and kick your ass like he always does."

Suddenly, a figure slowly stepped in. Assuming it was Marik, Tea continued her bickering, trying to yank herself away from the chains.

"I'm afraid that all of that isn't going to get you anywhere." A familiar person with white hair stepped into the room wearing a long black sleeve top and pants.

"Bakura?" Tea tried to get a good look at him but the darkness hid his face.

"You see, not everything you see isn't what it seems to be." He then held out his hand, raising it up as the chains slowly undid itself causing Tea to fall to the floor. He just stood there as Tea slowly got up, running out of the room.

Bakura didn't bother chasing her, smirking. He knew Tea couldn't escape outside for Marik guarded the door and a rare hunter out in the balcony, both outside the apartment. His eyes looked out the door, seeing Tea run into one of the rooms.

"Oh Tea," Bakura smiled, heading towards the room she ran into. "Why'd you have to go in that room? Of all places."

Tea's heart, however, began to beat faster as she heard Bakura's voice. Quickly, she found a flashlight and turned it on. Her eyes widened with shock as she saw a photo of her on the wall.

"Oh my God!" she quickly turned off the flashlight, turning on the light switch instead. What she saw next caused her to fall to her knees in the middle of the room. "Oh shit! This can't be real, can it?" There were a few blow out photos of tea plastered on the wall, along with a couple of other snapshots she had given him. There were many more she didn't remember giving him and saw that those many more pictures were of her bathing and taking a shower and running her errands.

And that's when it hit her. "That fucking bastard," she muttered under her breath. "That pervert has been stalking me." She then realized that it could've been either him or Marik doing his dirty work. She noticed a book lying on the floor. "Dark Arts Revealed." She read. "The shadow really took over him." Suddenly, the lights went out. Fear ran through Tea's body as Bakura approached her.

"You seem to enjoy my collection." He smirked looking over her.

"Get away from me you freak!" Tea scooted back. "Pervert!"

"I don't think that'll be a problem." Bakura smiled. He was no longer the nice guy that everyone once knew. He closed his eyes, chanting something. Suddenly, Tea started to feel queasy, her eyes turning to a demon-like. Lifeless. As if he was taking over her. Bakura then circled her, keeping his eyes on her. "How's the child?"

"She's doing well." She replied in a dreamy voice, standing there, staring at what seems to be nothing.

"Has she learned any of the magic passed on to her?" he continued circling her before standing right behind her.

"I'm not so sure. The child is rather unpredictable. She showed signs on detecting Namu from Marik."

"At this age, she should be able to learn some form of telekinesis or telepathic power. But you seemed to have failed." He then wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her close to him.

"It is rather difficult to do with the pharaoh around comforting the child and myself."

"Indeed it is," he then pulled her head back, gazing in her eyes. "That is why we have to kill the pharaoh for good."

"Where is she?"

Joey ran to the door opening it. Yami stepped in as Joey closed the door.

"I'm not sure how to explain it," said Joey, leading Yami to the living room. "I mean, I know she and Tea went to Ginza and next thing you know, she pounds on my door asking where you were and passes out. No Tea…" he then entered the living room where Tristan and his girlfriend Yohko sat on the floor, Miyako still unconscious.

"Miyako," Yami rushed to his daughter's side. He sat on the floor, cradling her in his arms. He then looked up at his friends. "Any of you guys know what happened to Tea?"

Silence filled the air as they all shook their heads sadly. "None of us know what exactly happened to Tea," said Tristan. Yami placed Miyako on the floor gently as Tristan continued. "The only thing we can make of this scenario is that someone nabbed her."

Suddenly, Miyako started to stir, uttering. "Mom…mom…"

"Miyako." Yami smiled, rubbing her forehead, noticing her fever rising. "Take it easy. Get some rest, it'll be okay."

"Namu…" she uttered his name.

"Namu?" Yami looked down at her strangely. "Honey, do you know what happened to your mom?"

Miyako replied weakly, her eyes slowly opened. "We were walking home from Ginza when mom's friend Namu showed up. He then grabbed her and mom told me to come here."

"That freak!" Yami clenched his fist. "I'm going to his house right now."

"Dad…" Miyako called out.

Yami stopped, smiling. "Don't worry Miyako. I'll be back with your mom. I promise."

Miyako frowned. "You won't find Namu's at his house."

"How do you know that?" Yami looked at her curiously.

"I just can see it. He's at an apartment."

"Keep going." Said Yami.

"He's at an apartment…the same apartment where a white hair man…" her eyes widened as her body twitched.

"Miyako," Joey held her. "What's going on?"

"Paper…"she held her forehead.

"Here Miyako," Yohko handed her a slip of paper and pen. "But what's it for?"

Miyako started to write in hiragana three simple characters, giving it to Joey. Joey took the slip of paper, shocked at what she had just written. "Uh-oh."

"What is it?" Yami looked down at the paper.

"This is Bakura's name in hiragana. I think Marik and Bakura got her."

"That's it!" he grabbed his car keys. "I'm going there.

Marik stood on the edge of the roof of the building, twirling his millennium rod around. He noticed Yami pulling over by the building, grinning. "Well, well pharaoh," Marik smirked. "You decided to show up after all."

Yami looked up at Marik. "Ger your ass down here."

"You look like you could use some exercise oh great one. Kinda gained a little weight there."

This set Yami off. "All right you wise ass. I'll come up there."

Marik placed a finger on his lips. "Keep it down pharaoh. Don't wanna wake up the others now do you?" he gave out a short laugh, watching Yami enter the building.

"How much is Bakura paying you for this?" a rare hunter approached his master from behind.

"Nothing. I want the pharaoh killed too."

"Should I deal with the pharaoh?"

"No," Marik lit up a cigarette. "Let him come here. Bakura and Tea will show up soon."

Master. I hate to ask but why are we after the pharaoh for the second time. We failed the first time."

"Bakura seems to have this obsession with Tea ever since high school. The poor guy loved her but when he found out she loved Yami insisted, he secretly went ballistic. So he came to me and asked me to make a drug for him that would cause her to go nuts. That plan didn't work though he managed to lock Tea up in the basement for a few days. Then he thought she could make Yami hate her. Think she cheated on her own husband. So they got it on Halloween. So now for the past couple of months, he pays me to take pictures of her."

"That's rich. But how is Bakura getting Tea under his control?"

Marik laughed softly. "The poor girl was slowly dying after giving birth. We took a little visit in the middle of the night and sort of got Tea to her feet."

"Ah, Bakura, master of the dark arts. I think he's making Tea his sorceress. And once the pharaoh is killed, you will finally rule this pitiful, mortal realm."

"There's one thing that puzzles me." Marik threw his cigarette over the edge.

"What is it?"

"It's that child of hers. She's no ordinary child."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Even though it had inherited traits of Yami, Tea, and Bakura, she has the ability to perform the dark arts."

"That should be a good thing."

"I don't know."

"What do you mean?"

"See, we don't exactly know who the child would side with since it took three people to create that little whelp."

"Who are you really after Marik?" Marik slowly turned around seeing Yami. "Because either one of them will force me to send you straight to hell."

"So nice to see you Yami. Didn't think you would show."

Yami looked behind him seeing Bakura. "Son of a bitch! Where's my wife?"

Bakura smiled as he made a brushing motion with his hand, signaling for Marik and the rare hunter to step back. "I'm glad you asked. She's right here. Okay Tea, you can come out now." And at then, a familiar young woman stepped onto the roof.

"Tea?" Yami looked at the one walking like a zombie, her head gazing at the ground. She continued walking until she stopped in the middle of the roof. Yami then ran up to her, embracing her. "Let's go home now." He looked down at Tea, being a bit worried. "Honey, what's wrong?" he then noticed a dagger in her hand and within the blink of an eye, she slitted his stomach.

Yami winced in pain, placing his hand over his cut, seeing his own blood dripping down. Tea slowly looked up at Yami, smirking.

"What the?" Yami gazed at Tea, shocked. He then turned to Bakura. "What have you done to her?"

Bakura laughed. "Let me tell you a story. Ten years ago, this young girl was slowly dying after giving birth to a child."

"That's not what the doctors said."

"They were about to tell you the next morning. But we spared her. I brought her back to life but unfortunately, all things come in a heavy price.

"You twisted…" Yami started to say but Tea held out her hand, chanting something. Suddenly, Yami started to float in the air. Tea laughed as she caused him to fall down.

Meanwhile, Miyako sat on the floor in the living room, looking up at Joey

"Uncle Joey?"

"Yeah?" Joey placed down the newspaper, looking down at her, placing his hand on her forehead. "Go to sleep Miyako, you're burning up badly."

Miyako slowly stood up. "Uncle Joey, I have to go help my mom."

Joey laughed lightly. "Kids say the cutest things. Your father will take care of those creeps."

"I'm serious." Miyako sounded weak, but her voice held a tone of seriousness. "My father is in trouble. I can see it."

"C'mon Miyako," Joey pulled her to him. "You're sick, you're weak. Besides, you can get killed." The phone rang. Joey groaned. It would've been easier if Tristan and Yohko were here. He then rose from the couch. "All right Miyako, just stay here." He then went to the other side of the living room, answering the phone. As he became engaged in the conversation, Miyako slowly made her way to the door.

Luckily for Joey, he managed to catch Miyako leaving. "I'll call you back." He then slammed down the phone. "Whoa, whoa, whoa Miyako," he went after Miyako, picking her up. "I told you to stay put kiddo."

"I'm sorry Uncle Joey." She whispered.

"Sorry for what? I mean, you're ten, you're still a kid…what the?" he looked at Miyako, who closed her eyes. A strange aura filled the room as Joey started floating in the air. "Wha…what's going on?" opening her eyes suddenly, she forced Joey to slam into the wall. Weakly, she then sauntered away into the night, heading for the apartment Yami went to.

"You see Yami, your wife is not the bitch she once was." That smirk never left Bakura's face. Both Yami and Bakura stood at either side of the roof, facing each other while Tea stood right in the middle, not really saying or doing anything unless Bakura told her so.

"You're wrong," Yami glared at Bakura. "You're making her your puppet, to do every one of your twisted desires."

"And once we get rid of you, Marik will rule this realm and I, Bakura, master of the dark arts, will make Tea my sorceress."

"I'll make sure that doesn't happen." Yami smirked.

"Oh, I'm sure it will." He then glanced down at Tea, speaking to her telepathically. "Prepare to kill him." Slowly, he raised his hand once more and suddenly, tentacles of some sort rose from the ground, wrapping around each waist and ankle. "Okay Tea, do what you want to this pathetic old coot you see before you."

Yami struggled against whatever had bonded him, watching Tea approaching him with the dagger in her hand, ready to kill him.

"Tea stop!" Yami cried out. "You have to open your eyes! This isn't you. Bakura's just using you. You have to fight off that dark soul inside of you."

"Tea stopped in her tracks, the dagger still in her hand. Both Bakura and Yami noticed the flicker in her eyes. The eyes that were familiar to Yami, the eyes of the one he truly loved.

"What the fuck is your problem?" Bakura started to get ticked off. "Kill that son of a bitch."

"Hmph!" Yami grinned. "It seems that Tea is a strong girl after all." He then turned to Tea. "You can do it Tea. Just wake up. It's me, Yami. Your husband, the one you fell in love with in high school."

"Her memory's coming back Bakura," Marik's lips curled to a grin. "What are you gonna do about it?"

"Oh I'll tell you what I'm going to do." Bakura glared at Marik before turning to Tea. He held out two fingers, placing them on his chest, closing his eyes, chanting an ancient spell before swinging his two fingers in front of him, pointing it to Tea, sending a shockwave through her body, causing her to fall to her knees, holding her forehead. Not a second had passed by as she started to scream in pain.

"Tea!" Yami screamed, continuing to struggle against the tentacles. "Please, don't do this to her anymore. If you're after me, then leave her alone and come after me instead!"

"I'm afraid that she's no longer on your side pharaoh." Bakura laughed softly. "I told you I'd make her mine. But I can promise you, I'll take really good care of her." He then locked his gaze on Tea before speaking "All right Tea, finish him off for good. Slice every inch of his body open."

Tea smiled as she stood up, picking up her dagger, inching closer to Yami. "I'll make sure he bleeds till the last drop."

"That's nice," said Bakura. "But do as your told m'lady."

Slowly, Tea raised the dagger. "I'm gonna make this slow and painful." And right before she could strike him, she fell to her knees once again. "Ow! Shit! What's happening to me?" a demonic scream of torture escaped her lips.

"What the hell?" Bakura watched the evil spirit he casted in her body leaving. "Who dares do this to us?"

The sound of heavy breathing grew louder as a small shadow appeared on the far corner of the roof. Sweat poured down its forehead, and in a loud voice, it called out "Spirit Destruction!" Suddenly, light speared through the spirit's body destroying it. Tea laid on the ground, dazed.

"Who are you?" Bakura snarled. "Show yourself!"

The shadow slowly took a couple of steps towards them. The moonlight reflected on the small body.

"Miyako." Yami was surprised to see her here. "What are you doing here? You shouldn't be here!"

Miyako fell to one knee, breathing heavily. She was still in a weak state as she cried out. "What's happening to me?" her hand clutched her chest.

"You're just sick Miyako." Yami was trying to find a way to calm his daughter down. He knew it was just more than the flu that she was going through.

"I know what's wrong with you child." Bakura slowly approached Miyako, looking down at her. She slowly looked up, her eyes widened as she saw Bakura.

"You're…"

Bakura smiled. "Yes my child, I have been plaguing your dreams off and on, especially lately."

"Touch a hair on her and I'll kill you." Yami snarled.

Bakura ignored Yami as he circled around Miyako. "My child, you possess a rather extraordinary power of the dark arts."

Miyako smiled weakly. "You mean…like this?" she held out her hand, a bright light shone through her hand, striking the tentacles that have bonded Yami.

"Marik," Bakura turned to his friend. "Take care of the child."

"With pleasure." Marik grinned, slowly making his way towards the child, grabbing her by the neck.

"Let me go…" she tried to say.

"What would happen if I refuse?"

"I have the power to cast one of the darkest spells."

"Even if you can cast the spell, you're too weak."

"You left me no choice." She replied, closing her eyes, holding out both of her hands. A dark portal appeared not too far away from the rare hunter.

"Isn't that…" Bakura gazed on.

"Oh shit." Marik's eyes widened, recognizing the portal. "The portal to the shadow realm."

"It can't be." Yami was equally shocked as the others. The portal managed to suck up the rare hunter. Miyako struggled to guide the portal to Marik.

"You're next…" Miyako felt herself getting weaker than earlier, the portal disappearing.

"A shame to kill you so earlier just by throwing you into the shadow realm." Marik smirked. Suddenly, a gun shot broke out, then another. One shot struck him on the neck, the other on his head. Letting go of Miyako, he collapsed dead.

"Who did that? Bakura looked around.

"I did you psychopath." Joey smiled, holding out a gun. "Sucks that I don't have enough bullets to finish you up friend." He emphasized the word 'friend' for he no longer trusted Bakura.

"Joey," Yami made his way towards Miyako's fallen body, picking her up and cradling her before kissing her lightly on the forehead. "Take Miyako out of here. She'll be safe with you. Don't let her out of your sight."

Joey nodded in reply, taking Miyako before climbing down the ladder. Yami then turned his gaze back to Bakura. "It's just you and me Bakura. No one else."

"Well, there is someone who's awake." Said Bakura. Yami turned around, seeing Tea standing right behind him.

"Tea," he whispered in her ear. "Get out while you still can."

Bakura, taking advantage of this, tackled Yami down to the floor. The two then started wrestling each other. Tea, at some point, wrapped her arms around Bakura, trying to break it off. Numerous times, she would fail but somehow, she managed to wrench Bakura away from Yami.

"Bakura!" she cried, trying to hold onto him, watching him flay his arms like a wild animal. "Stop it! You've gone too far! This has got to end!"

"Never. Bitch, let me go!"

Yami slowly stood up, seeing Tea trying to hold off Bakura. A plan formulated in his mind. Maybe he could knock Bakura off the roof. He then charged like a bull towards him.

Bakura managed to see this just in time and as Yami got closer, her broke free from Tea's grasp jumping out of the way. Before either Tea or Yami could react, Yami tackled Tea, knocking her off the roof."

"Oh shit! Tea!" he tried to grab her but he was too late. "Nooooooooooo!" his scream was more of like a tortured wolf.

"Yami!" Tea cried. She continued to fall down the ten-story building. A flashback seemed to flash before her of those sweet memories she had with Yami. The images were replaced with an earth-shattering scream as she felt death approaching her. The screams have faded following a huge thud. Yami was afraid to look at how Tea landed.

Bakura smirked looking down at Tea's body. "Look what you've done pharaoh."

"I…I…" Yami was overcome with shock. "I didn't mean it. It was an accident." Tears streaked down his face.

"You seem happy yourself."

Yami glared at Bakura, standing up, grabbing him by the shirt. "None of this would've happened if you hadn't turned to a psycho. But you've pushed it all too far." In his hand, he held the dagger Tea held earlier stabbing Bakura straight in his heart, watching him collapsed, the dagger still on his heart. He then decided to climb down the ladder and as he reached the bottom, he forced himself to gaze at Tea. Her body sprawled on the sidewalk, lying in a pool of blood.

"Tea…" he whispered her name, making his way towards her, kneeling beside her, stroking her face. He felt like a child wanting to cry and smash something. Slowly, he reached inside his coat pocket taking out a gun. "God, I can't forgive myself for what I've done."

He pressed the point of the gun to his heart, looking up at the starlit sky before looking down at Tea.

"My love…" he whispered.

And at then, he pulled the trigger, a silent gunshot rung out, collapsing right beside Tea, his head landed on her stomach.

~*The End? Something happened to these two and I decided to put up this extended ending in the next chapter. Read on if you wish*~

~Prodigy X (Sept. 29, 2003)