Silent Knife

Okays...this is just getting written so I can be done with it.

/YAY!!!!!!!!!!!/

Hey...does anyone know where I can get the doujinshi "Crazy Conduct"?

/Or Wild rose? Or Cyber Trance? Or Kougeki? Or Magic Missions?"

Heeeeelp!

No offense to anyone, but someone will die in this fic...

Er...chapter...

Ok...........

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Thunder Breaks

I don't want you to give it all up
and leave your own life collecting dust
and I don't want you to feel sorry for me
you never gave us a chance to be

Yami cried out, but his cry was stopped short by Ishtaru kissing him as he finished tying him to the bed. Yami's wounds had been licked clean, but new ones were soon to come. Ishtaru delicately ran his cold fingers over Yami's now naked body. Yami shuddered. Ishtaru traced his hands over the clean but fresh wounds, and Yami winced. Slowly, so slowly did Ishtaru move.

In the next instant, Ishtaru grabbed a knife from the table nearby and drove it into Yami's left leg. Yami screamed in pain, and screamed even louder as Ishtaru removed the knife and stabbed it through his right kneecap. The pain, like white-hot fire, seemed enough to kill Yami. How he survived, not even Chimera could know.

Ishtaru licked his lips and stared at Yami, who was now looking more enraged than afraid. His pain was there, but he wanted to fight as well. Ishtaru grinned, and Yami could see pointed teeth. Ishtaru bit Yami on the spot where the neck met the shoulder. Yami didn't scream, but was more surprised. He didn't feel the pain until later. Again, he didn't scream.

He was fighting this time.

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Following the instructions of Chimera and Noah, Seto drove through the alleyway in the dead of the night. He was seething, burning with uncontrollable rage. All of his fury was focused to a razor-sharp point and aimed at Ishtaru. No one was allowed to do this to his Yami, nor to his step-sister. Revenge was the only thought on his mind.

He came to a stop about a block away from an old apartment building. Gun loaded and ready, Seto walked down and entered the place casually, as if he was about to login to one of his various e-mail accounts instead of kill someone.

Ishtaru sensed that someone else was in the building. He pulled away from Yami's new wound and wiped the blood from his lips. Yami glared daggers, and the instant Ishtaru turned away, he pointed his fingers and a faint whisper escaped his lips.

"Fireball..." He hissed.

The flaming orb of red shot from Yami's weak fingers and caught Ishtaru in the back. He turned back to Yami, eyes blazing with equal malice. Ishtaru then turned to the table, loaded with vast instruments in which to punish Yami. The boy-so-named watched Ishtaru pick up a glass bottle and pour its liquid contents onto a white cloth.

"Maybe I should let you feel how it is like to be dead..." He hissed.

Ishtaru's hand flew to Yami's throat, not to choke him but to keep him from moving away. The white cloth was pressed over Yami's mouth and nose. A strange scent, a horrid and choking scent filled Yami's nostrils. He felt his eyelids growing heavy, and he felt like his life was being sucked away. Soon, too soon, his world went black.

Ishtaru grinned and tossed the rag aside and grinned. Wonderful what a bottle of chloroform could do. Before he could do anything, he heard footsteps.

"Hello Seto." He said, turning away from Yami and going to meet the CEO as he came.

Seto stood at the doorway, just arriving. Because it was so dark, he could not see Yami's passed-out form on the bed, but Ishtaru was in plain sight. Seto was seething with anger. Ishtaru had planned for retaliation, and he had not known about Seto's gun. Ishtaru grinned.

"Well, come to rescue your little pharaoh?" He mused.

Seto left no place for words. In an instant, the barrel of the gun was pressed to Ishtaru's forehead and Seto's finger was pressing hard on the trigger. Now Seto was the one grinning like a fiend.

"You dare touch what is mine? Think about that when you are sitting in hell."

Ishtaru jerked away, safe for the moment. He began to laugh in a crazed and psychotic way. He looked for the unexpectedness and slight fear of Seto's face...

But instead there was a fiend-grin.

"You not only touched what is mine, you killed Chimera's love..."

There was a sound like splitting wood, and telephone wires burst from the walls and ceiling. Chimera was the God of Computers, and had itself fallen in love with Anthy. Wires wrapped around Ishtaru, preventing any hope of escape. Ishtaru now bore a mask of fear. Seto laughed and took careful aim...right between the eyes.

In the shadow of the night, a solitary gunshot rang out, before the sound of flesh and bone being ripped apart was heard by Seto. The computer-god was having his own revenge. Seto wandered momentarily in the dark before walking into the bed. A light bulb clicked on by help of Chimera and Seto saw Yami, out cold and possessing two broken legs.

"Death was too good for him..." Seto said.

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Months later, Yami threw some roses onto Anthy's grave before Seto pushed him and his wheelchair out of the cemetery. Yami sighed to himself and looked up at the sky.

"Seto, can you hear her?"

Seto stopped, and they stayed perfectly silent.

And there, on the wind, was a distinct tune...

"Deep in your slime I see the world seeing me

I'm free to be free, to be what I be

When my heart says that I'm a shadow of love

I gaze to the doves and find it above

Let my desired fly alone on a wing

Along with my dreams how lonesome it seems

Thoughts from my heart on a warm spring day

My mind drifts away and dreams so they say"

Yami and Seto looked at each other and smiled.

"Ai shiteru Seto-kun."

"Ai shiteru."

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For anyone who doesn't know "ai shiteru" means "I love you"

The End! It has finally ended!

And I was THIS close to ending it in a sad way.

The end!