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"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"?

Chapter Three: The hunters are hunted

He stood tall and grim his long, purple coat trimmed with orange and red, gently billowed out as a slight breeze blew. On the back of each of his red, gloved hands were an upside down triangle, in its centre the eye of Ujat, covered in magical symbols and Japanese kanji. The kanji says light, dark, fire, water, earth, wind, spell and trap. Around the whole symbol was a slogan: Light and darkness exist together forever. Under his coat he wore his traditional blue buckled leather, upon his head a purple hat that squashed down his tri-coloured hair. Violet eyes blazed with fury as he pointed his still smoking gun barrel at his target. The gun itself custom made a normal looking gun until you saw the barrel, shaped in the same style as the tip of the Dark Magician's staff. Along the gun's side was written Hikari arms weapon, black magic, industrials Co. Ltd. The gold millennium puzzle suspended on its chain, swung slightly on his neck.

Bakura hissed as he stood facing the one who stood on a roof top not too far away from the vampire pair, his fists clenched up in to balls as his temper raised a few notches. "What the fuck do you think you're doing Yami"? The older vampire was not happy to be shot at and especially not by him. "Fuck you always come on the scene at the wrong time".

Calmly Yami opened the gun barrel and his left-gloved hand reached down to the belt that hung loosely around his slender hips, he pulled out a bullet and held it up to his face to examine it. The bullet had the eye of Ujat on the bottom of it; while etched on the side was the kanji for light. With a bored sigh the man placed the bullet in the gun and found others similar to it. "You know very well Bakura that I have vowed to hunt you and your kind down, for I am a slayer and you shall both perish tonight by my blessed bullets". A smirk spread on his face as he aimed his gun at Malik, who was still sprawled upon the roof tiles, "Say goodbye Bakura to your new companion".

The platinum blonde vampire sprang to his feet as he pinned his lilac eyes on Yami, so there really was such thing as a vampire slayer and he wanted him dead. Malik glanced at his maker wanting a sign on what he should do, "Bakura"? He began to say but a hand movement from the white haired one silences him. He clutched at his stomach as it lurched once more in hunger, Malik still hadn't fed yet and Yami had ruined their night.

"When I tell you to, run for your very existence and I will handle the slayer", Bakura calmly told the young vampire. He looked too calm in spite of the situation but an evil grin was on his features, it seemed as if he might enjoy this encounter even if he might not survive.

Malik had wrapped his arms around himself biting on his tongue as he almost screamed in agony; he bent over lilac eyes wide in pain as horrible waves of hunger washed over him. He looked up at Bakura silently begging for help as he did so, he screamed then as the pangs stabbed at him. The other two were now watching the Egyptian. The slayer with a satisfied grin, the vampire with fear for he knew what was happening. Malik's eyes went from lilac to a blood red and the pain stopped, but now the young one looked crazed, as he stood up straight his fangs bared in a wide grin. With hiss of anguish Malik leapt away over the rooftops seeking a victim.

The other vampire cussed loudly, "Oh that's just fucking great"! He glared at Yami and pointed a finger at him in accusation, "He hadn't fed yet and since he couldn't take anymore he has entered the blood lust, and somehow this is all your fault".

"Well then lets race and see who can find him first, you or me and if I catch him he won't be alive", Yami gave the challenge as he ran off following hot on the trail of a blood crazed vampire.

It wasn't long before the platinum blonde youth had reached the city; he jumped off a building in to the street below. He panted heavily as a loud rumble from the skies above rolled over him before the heavens opened to pour down water, blood red eyes turned upwards and in a demon tongue Malik cursed Ra with every ounce of his being. He began to walk in the falling water staggering with his hunger, drooling as he thought of fresh blood that he needed to carry on. Malik throng his way through crowds of people ignoring them as they hurried out of his way, he didn't want to feed of those ones they were too innocent for his particular taste.

A woman with long, blonde hair, purple eyes, wearing nothing more than an extremely short skirt, high heels, and a strapped up white top, stood on a corner of a street sighing out of boredom waiting for something. Mai huffed as none of the cars slowed down to let her get in and she crossed her arms over her ample bosom obviously pissed at the lack of interest the punters had in her, she frowned and looked up the street only to see a strange young man stumbling around franticly. At first Mai figured he could be a customer but as the stranger got nearer she gasped aloud in fright, turning away to flee from him she hadn't noticed he was gone. In the next instant she had smacked in to something solid and was knocked over, hesitantly she looked up and held in a scream of fear as Mai finally recognised who he was.

"How? The police said you committed suicide though they never found your body! How can you be alive"? Mai trembled on the ground scared for her life.

Malik smirked insanely as his right hand shot out to grab Mai around her throat, he lifted her up to his face and his mouth hung open showing those terrible fangs he had acquired when he changed. He cackled, as he looked her over. Yes this one would suit his needs for she used to be a duellist but had sunk in to prostitution, Malik would take her life to sustain his own and end his hunger. Blood red eyes bore in to the woman he steadily choked, he could sense her fear and it drove him further in to his craze. His fangs headed for her neck wanting to pierce the skin so he could taste that sweet, iron tinted fluid, just as his fangs were going to make contact he dropped her as he crumpled to the ground.

Standing behind was Yami who had smacked the vampire soundly on the back of his skull, he tutted at how easy it had been to sneak up on Malik. With the toe of one of his boots he nudged the Egyptian an expression of distaste on his face, he tilted his hat in a polite manner to Mai. "Evening Miss. I hope the night hasn't been too troubling for you".

"N n no not at all", stammered Mai as she got up, once she stood once more she raced from the scene as fast as her high heels would let her.

Crouched low on the top of a lamppost was Bakura. He watched the whole scenario play out down below him, his vision not even slightly impaired by the rain. He shook his water logged white locks as he brought up his hands to his chest, in a dazzle of gold light the millennium ring appeared where once there was nothing. "Sleep now Yami and leave Malik to me". The gold light flowed like dust downwards and settled itself all over the slayer, almost instantly Yami felt tired yawning he soon fell over in a deep spell induced slumber. "Ha that should keep you occupied for a few hours", Bakura sniggered as he leapt off the lamppost to be next to Malik, in a swift movement he picked up the soaked, unconscious vampire in his arms. Brown eyes were concerned as the white haired, one held him tightly, "Its as if you are made from light, not even my darkness has corrupted you". It was an odd comment to make as he hurriedly left for their daytime hide out, on the way he picked up a hapless stray dog since it was the only thing handy at the time. Malik would at least be able to get some blood in to his stomach when he finally awoke.

To be continued...... Short and crappy I know but I have had a lack of inspiration lately!!