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The Egyptian murmured a yes before his head flopped to his chest. That's all Bakura needed he opened his mouth and sank his fangs deep in to the soft flesh of the boy's neck, he drank what was left of the blood in his body. As the heart of Malik beat slower almost to a stop the vampire slit his own wrist and dripped some blood in to Malik's mouth. In an instant the youth was at the wrist sucking blood down in to his throat, Bakura gently pushed him off and smirked as fangs grew in the other's mouth. "Now you are the same as me, come and I will teach you the ways of the night. She sings so sweetly for those who can hear".

Chapter Two: Tainted

They both sat in silence on top of a house neither said a word. The night was singing her song and somehow it soothed the ache in his soul, if he even had a soul left. He didn't really know anymore. Months had been spent learning the way of his new "life", if you could call it a life he wasn't technically alive. With a sigh he drew his knees up to his chest and contemplated what he was, his heart didn't beat, his lungs drew in no air, and as a matter of fact the only internal organ that functioned was his stomach. The Egyptian knew he was dead yet he was walking and talking as if he was still living, he shook his head knowing full well that he wasn't human. Lilac eyes glanced at his once bronzed skin long since paled to make him appear as a shadow of his former self, he wondered why he had even accepted his creator's offer instead of passing in to the afterlife. What he had been through before all this still ate away at him causing the ache that he felt within, he had been tainted twice in the same night. Sometimes Malik would gladly sit here and sink further in to his own darkness but the other would always drag him back out again, he was never left alone long enough. He clutched at his stomach as it lurched fiercely with a growl telling him he hungered for the life force of others; the blonde vampire couldn't bring himself to feed off innocent people. His targets were always evil doers those who deserved to die, his creator forever told him that the blood of an innocent was far sweeter and would ease his pain more than the scum he fed off.

Bakura's ears twitched a little as he listened to the sounds of the night, he began to filter out the ones he didn't want. The white-haired vampire turned his head as a thumping sound hastened to his hearing, he focused on it trying to pinpoint where it was coming from. He followed it running and leaping from roof top to roof top until he stopped to rest perfectly crouched on a fence, the thumping noise was nearer as he looked in to a garden yet he turned his attention to the house. Nor did he note the fact that Malik had just crouched on the fence beside him. Both watched the house the older vampire hoping that the thumping noise was coming from the house, there no lights on inside but that meant nothing most mortals did it in the dark. It stopped. Malik looked down in to the garden and he spied a hutch, as he watched a large, fluffy, grey rabbit came out of its sleeping compartment. It sat up on its hunches and began to clean its cute face, and then it sank back down on all fours crouching low to the ground its brown eyes rolling to show the whites. It knew it was being watched by something dangerous it started thumping its hind feet on the floor of its hutch, so that's where the noise came from. Bakura lost interest in the house now he turned away from it disappointed, he had hoped for a free meal especially one that wouldn't fight back, he left Malik behind again not that it mattered he would catch up. Malik continued to stare at it, as he did so the rabbit got so distraught its own heart burst death was instant. The Egyptian looked downcast he hadn't meant to cause that he only wanted to watch it, he sighed being unable to cry for the beast he merely felt guilty and slunk back in to the darkness following his maker who sat on another roof top.

"What took you so fucking long"? Growled Bakura as the younger one returned to his side.

The blonde looked at him with sad filled Lilac eyes, "Nothing Bakura. Gomen na sai".

Bakura whacked him one on his head. "Don't keep me waiting next time, sometimes I wonder why I changed you".

"Then why didn't you leave me to die? I would be in peace now and I wouldn't have to dwell on my pain", Malik hung his head. "Could've just left me to die".

Bakura put a hand under his chin to left up his head, "I didn't want to see you waste yourself because of some punks, Malik I sensed from you that you were different from the others".

"How so"? He asked.

"Your hope and dreams were uncrushed by the world. I wanted to make you mine and even though you were bleeding to death, I knew you would take my offer". Bakura let him go and rested his hands in his lap, "However I didn't expect you to still feel pain".

Malik closed his eyes, "I feel pain because I am tainted everything inside of me is filled with darkness, filled with the knowledge of why I wanted to die".

"Your not tainted you are as pure as on the night I first laid eyes on you", Bakura's brown eyes locked on Malik as his hand grabbed his top pulling the young vampire towards him. His tongue licked over his white fangs his face getting closer; Malik gulped as he got pulled closer. Just as their lips were about to touch, Bakura's eyes shifted left and he used his hand to shove Malik on to his back. The white haired vampire used his other hand to push him off the tiled roof flipping to land on his feet as a bullet from nowhere, whizzed past his nose causing his bangs to follow its trajectory.

Malik leaned himself up on his elbows from his laying position, "What the fuck"?

To be continued........ Sorry it's shorter than the last one.