*AN: Heya everyone! Back for more? Yay! Just a couple of things! Sorry that the last chapter was so short. It just kinda came out that way. But don't worry, this next one will be longer, MUCH longer! ^-^ Anywayz, yes, I know that Bakura's favorite card is Dark Necrofear, but I had to change it to make the story a little more dramatic! He wouldn't be so concerned if it wasn't his favorite card, right? As always, thank you for your time and please R&R!*

Chapter 2- Devil's Dark Angel

Golden rays of warm sunlight danced across Yami's face making his sleeping figure glow. His brow crinkled and he turned over on his stomach burying his face in his pillow trying to block the daylight. But it was no use. The radiant fingers seemed to seep through the fabric to dance upon his eyelids. He groaned pressing the pillow tighter about his ears. He really needed black curtains or something. He groaned again before lifting himself up and swinging his legs over the bed his bare feet touching the chilled floor.

He ran his fingers through his matted, tri-colored hair and walked over to the mirror glancing briefly at his tired reflection. His violet eyes were half closed, his hair was as wild as ever and his bare chest adorned goose bumps from the slightly chilly air. He proceeded to the bathroom where he turned on the shower. After checking to see if the water was warm enough, he stripped off the rest of his clothes and stepped in.

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Yami clamped the last spike necklace around his neck and grabbed his Duel Monster card deck and headed towards the door. He locked the apartment behind him and proceeded down the stairs. As he walked he thought he might play a couple of Duel Monster Games.

With the help of Yugi's grandfather, they had all built a "training" room for them to use as practice with their games. If someone else wasn't present there was a computer that played against you. It was located under the Kame Game Store a couple blocks down from Yami's apartment building.

He walked down the streets of Japan rather slowly, deep in thought. He had to go to Egypt this weekend to check up on how they were running things over there. He was still the Pharaoh of Egypt, but he had decided after six lonely months there that he was going back to Japan. he left a couple of his most trusted advisors in charge, but he still made the major decisions. he had to go back every once and a while to make sure there was no corruption among the staff or if there was a problem or a major diplomatic issue.

He sighed. he liked it much better now that he was back in Japan with the people he cared about. He still continually battled those who wished his demise, but at least he was with his friends.

Yami finally turned the corner to the game store and walked into the alley way between the building and opened the door that lead down to the practice room. The others were all in school so he was going to have to practice by himself.

A smile crossed the King of Games' lips as he entered the white practice room. This was what he loved to do; gamble on dangerous games. It made him feel better and at ease when things were stressing him and helped him think through problems. He crossed to the other side of the room and cut his deck skillfully in half, placing one half in the machine and the other keeping for himself. his black boos echoed throughout the room as he walked calmly back to his place and drew five cards. Hi brow crinkled as he examined them. There was something very odd. *What is this?* he thought. *I don't have this card. I've never even heard of it before...* His fascinated violet eyes stared unblinkingly at the strange card in his hand. It appeared to be a creature card of a demonic girl. She had a slender body adorned in black Amazonian-type clothing. her shit was small, revealing and ragged and her skirt was nothing more than a golden belt with long, ragged black fabric in from and back. her ears were pointed and she had a diamond shaped jewel in the middle of her forehead. her closed eyes held no expression and her black lips looked deadly. Her black hair cascaded to her hips and the ends appeared as if they had been dipped in blood. Her slender arms were extended and in one hand she held a ball of fire and in the other a swirl of darkness. And lastly, large demon wings protruded from her back making her look particularly evil. His amethyst orbs shifted to the name. *Devil's Dark Angel? Why haven't I heard of this before?*

*Please proceed with your turn* a mechanical voce rang through the air. Yami snapped his head up and realized that it had been his turn for quite a while and somehow he had already lost quite a few life points. Still staring at the mysterious card, he subconsciously took his turn. In reading the card, he discovered it had the abilities to throw fire, control darkness and was incredibly agile. It was a very powerful card. He subconsciously played a couple of turns, not realizing what he was doing. He was mesmerized by the card. Something about it drew his soul to it.

*Please proceed with your turn.* Came the mechanical voice once again. He tore his eyes away from the card and examined the game before him. he was losing. No by much, but he was losing. He glanced down at the card again. *I wonder...*

"I play Devil's Dark Angel in attack mode!" Yami said forcefully, playing the mysterious card. The physical form of the demonic girl appeared before him, using her wings to posed in the air.

"Dark Angel, attack his Mystical Elf with your fire!" Yami ordered. The card complied putting her small hands together and throwing a stream of fire at his opponent's Mystical Elf, completely blowing her away and enough attack points carried over that he won the game! He stared wide eyed at Dark Angel.

"Wow.." he muttered. he withdrew all of his cards and was about to shuffle them when he found that when he recoiled Devil's Dark Angel's card, her physical form didn't disappear! His eyes widened and he looked down at the card. It was blank! Her image was no longer there. he jerked his head back up to her. She turned around in mid air and looked down at him. He noticed that her eyes were bright green and, right now, filled with purpose. Confused, he played his card and withdrew it again. Nothing happened. She remained before him and her image was absent from the card.

"What are you doing?" he demanded of her, feeling rather stupid. "Return to your card." she stared down at him, not doing anything. Yami's mind raced. What was going on?

Suddenly, her eyes narrowed and she shot towards him. he cried out just barely able to dive out of the way. She spread her wings and sharply turned coming after him again.

"Stop!" The Game King cried dodging the streak of death once again. "Card, stop!" However, this influenced the creature in no way. She banked again and shot towards him faster than he could blink. he threw himself to the floor, just barely avoiding colliding with her.

"Dark Angel, stop! Return to you card!" he shouted. She rebounded off the all and streaked toward him. This time it was too fast for him to dodge. She collided with him, slamming him to the ground and landing on top of him. he smacked his head on the hard tile floor. He could almost feel his skull cracking. His violet eyes flew open and he found a large pair of piercing green ones in his face. The pretty card's hair fell like a black curtain around his head, it was cool and soft against his face. Her body was directly over him, pinning him from moving at all. Her warm breath caressed his skin and her bat-like wings blocked the light.

His body was as stiff as a board, every muscle tense waiting for her to strike. She felt so real. her hair on his face, her soft breath. He could even feel the pressure of her body on top of his. It was like she was a real person, not a shadow of a card, but a real living person. Or...whatever she was. He stared into her fiercely piercing eyes, determined not to show his fear and to keep his body from shaking. What was she waiting for? Why didn't she just kill him? Suddenly, her features softened and it almost looked as if she was going to smile. Her eyes moved, sweeping over his face were taking in his features as if making a decision. Suddenly her black colored lips formed a smile and she let him up.