*AN: Hey everyone! Back again, eh? Well this chapter is considerably shorter than the last, but it's still drama, drama , drama! This one's a bit more serious than the last ^-^. Again, thank you SO much for all of your reviews! They really keep me going! ^.^ Remember, all flames will be use to boil tea and cook ramen noodles! Enjoy this next chapter and remember to review!*
Chapter 5- A Life for a Life
The door creaked quietly open revealing the dark room that it concealed. A slim dark figure slipped through the crack stepping silently into the room. The silver radiance of the full moon spilled through the open window illuminating the bed sheets and making the Pharaoh Yami's sleeping face glow. His bare chest softly rose and fell and his brow was smooth indicating his slumber undisturbed. The stress and trouble gone from his face revealing the sweet innocence that he hid.
The menacing figure of Devil's Dark Angel loomed over the bed. Her wings protruded from her back once again and her bright green eyes were shadowed. The cold, black mist of darkness began to creep from the corners of the small bedroom. As she stepped closer to the edge of the bed the blackness closed around quickly. Her shadowed eyes were locked on Yami as she wound her skinny fingers around a wisp of darkness forming it into a deadly knife. Its curved blade gleamed with a dull light and the tip dripped scalding flame! She gripped the coal black hilt tightly as the darkness engulfed the room. Yami no Bakura's menacing face and evil orders flashed in her mind. *You will kill him my Dark Angel. You have never failed me. You will kill him and you will return to me...* Her eyes blazed and she raised her arm to strike but just in time something on Yami's bedside table caught her eye. Yami's duel monster deck lay spread on the nightstand. Keeping her one hand clenched on the hilt of the blade, she lowered her other to gently touch the cards. She jerked away in surprise, then she placed her fingers back on them. She was surprised at the warm touch of the cards. She could sense the emotion of them as she brushed them with her fingertips. Waves of love and trust towards Yami vibrated through her hand.
She couldn't understand it. They loved him? How could they love him? There was a particularly strong vibration from the Blue Eyes White Dragon card. Her blackened emeralds shifted back to Yami's sleeping face. Visions of the previous day flashed in her mind. The first was of Yami when he had first played her. His face set in determination and his body upright and confident. The second was of him rescuing her from her assaulter in the street. He was actually smiling thin the third where she twirled in front of him in various outfits. He then held her close hidden in the racks of women's lingerie, hiding from something she did not know. The final was the most memorable. He held her face in his hands, his face so close to hers. The concerned and confused expression danced across the amethyst eyes as he brushed away her tears...
Angel felt herself being torn in two as she stood poised over Yami, the blade of death that she held seeming to grow heavier and heavier. She cold here Yami no Bakura's threatening orders echoing in her head, battling the confused feelings of her heart. What was this? Why was this so hard? Yet, as she stared at the Pharaoh's innocent face and pictured his deep violet eyes a strange sensation rippled through her. The Blue Eyes White Dragon sent her more vibrations of love and trust throwing her completely off. She felt her focus falter and the mist began to fade away. She then threw the flaming knife to the floor, causing it to disappear instantly, and spun away. He saved her once, now it was time to return the favor. But...just- this- once.... She slipped silently back out the door, Yami no Bakura's voices still screaming in her mind...