Disclaimer: *Grabs onto Yami's leg* I'm not letting him go! *F:D Comes on
screen and pry's her off him* Noooooo! *Wails.* I was so close!
F:D: Say it.
*Sobs* I can't
F:D: SAY IT!
Fine, I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, but it do own this fic and my OC's.
F:D: Aren't you forgetting something?
Oh ya, Kaiya, who's introduced in this chapter belongs to Fires-Destruction (F:D:).
F:D: Damn right!
A/N: Ok, here's the next chapter of my fic, I hope you like it.
Duke: Your pathetic
Shut up before I bring Demi in here.
Duke: Shutting up
Chapter 15
Surprise Attack
Demi walked down the lamp-lit streets of the city, still seething in her anger. How dare he? She was doing good, and then he pulls something like that! He had no fucking right at all! She had no idea where she was going, and frankly, she couldn't give less a fuck about it.
"Well, well, well." A feminine voice said from behind her. "What have we here now? A loosed cannon of a chain, or something more?" Demi whirled around in anger, coming face-to-face with a navy haired woman with shocking green eyes.
"Who the fuck are you?" She snapped angrily. She didn't have time for this shit right now. The girl giggled, flicking her hand out, the swing of the switchblade making a soft swishing noise.
"I bet your just dying to find out." She said, holding out her hand and cutting it, letting the blood drop down onto the concrete. "But, you shall find out soon enough." It was as the woman licked the blood off her hand that Demi made her conclusion - This chick was fucked in the head.
"Look, I don't have time to fucking deal with a mental case, psycho-bitch right now." She said, anger practically radiating her. "Go back to the insane asylum." Demi turned her back on the girl, figuring she would get the hint and leave, but that was not to happen, instead she felt a sharp pain shooting in her shoulder, and the slow trickle of soaking through the leather that she was clad in.
"Don't call me fucking crazy again." She hissed, wrenching the knife brutally out of Demi's shoulder. "Or next time I won't be so nice." She kicked her in the back, knocking her to the ground, but Demi hardly noticed, she was in too much pain.
Vaguely she registered that she wasn't standing anymore, and that the ground was cold on her face, and that she was bleeding. And somewhere, she heard laughter before she fell into a welcomed darkness.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Where the hell could have gone?" Amaya asked for what seemed like the millionth time, and Yami looked down at the stressed out female.
"I'm sure she's safe." He replied, but Amaya shook her head.
"She's not."
"How do you know for certain?" Amaya looked down and bit the bottom of her lip, not really wanting to say, but knowing that she had to.
"I just know." She said. "It's weird, but we've shared a bond since we first met, and I know something's wrong." Yami nodded in understanding.
"Women's intuition." He said, and Amaya nodded.
"Something like that."
"Then we should hurry and find her." He concluded. "If something is wrong, and I trust your judgment, time might be vital." And with that, he broke into a run, as well as Amaya did.
'Please let her be alright.' Amaya thought desperately. 'Please don't let her be hurt.'
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Lakoa walked into the club, a smile playing on her features. She hadn't killed Demi as Merrick had instructed, she had had some fun of her own.
She was hoping Merrick be upset, and it saved her having to dress as a damn school girl. She knocked on the door to his office and heard a 'whoever you are just get the fuck in here', and did as she told. Merrick was sitting at his desk as usual, wearing a red T and dark navy cargo pants, a scowl on his face. Evidently something had pissed him off.
"What's got you so rowdy?" She asked, her seemingly innocent eyes gazing up on him.
"Fuckin' Ryou." He growled. "Little shit fucked up again."
"Is that all?" She cooed, leaning over his desk to touch his face in a suggestive manner. "Or is something more and your using it as an excuse?" He said nothing, but glared balefully at her, to which she only smiled in return. "How 'bout I help you take mind off things?"
"Maybe ......." He said, and pulled her closer so that she was practically on his lap. "We can both take our minds off things."
"That's sounds like an idea." She said. "You know that I always get hot after a fight."
"What fight?" He asked, his lavender eyes surveying her.
"I stabbed that Demi girl in the shoulder." She said with a shrug. "Nothing serious."
"You were supposed to kill her." He growled, but she only brought her face closer to his.
"And have no fun?" She said, her breath mingling with his. "You know what I'm like."
"Too well." He half growled, half purred. She said nothing, but kissed him strongly on the lips. He pulled her closer and rammed his tongue into her mouth, showing her his dominance, which she accepted. He was her superior in all things, and she didn't mind it.
Slowly, she let him straddle her.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Amaya continued running, and surprisingly, keeping pace with Yami. They had been running for at least twenty minutes, and something told Amaya they were close, though that didn't shake the all-consuming feeling of dread within her.
She kept running, and as she did so, made a vow that she would personally castrate Kaiba if anything had happened to her.
"Stop." Yami said suddenly, and Amaya did so, looking up at him with questioning eyes.
"What?" He said nothing, but pointed straight ahead of him, where a black- clad figure was crumpled on the ground. It looked almost like .....
"Demi!" Amaya shouted, running towards the figure and dropping beside it. There was a sizable pool of blood beside, and Amaya could see that it was coming from her shoulder. Amaya fought down the panic that threatened to engulf her into hysterics, that's not what Demi needed right now, instead she felt for a pulse.
'Oh thank God.' She thought when she felt that it was beating strongly.
"Call Rei." Yami said, shaking her out of her semi-reverie and she looked up at him.
"Are you fucking crazy? She needs a Goddamn hospital!" But Yami only shook his head ruefully.
"Hospitals ask questions Amaya." He said. "I can't put this gang at risk. Please try to understand." Amaya nodded slowly and stood up, reaching into her pocket for her cell phone.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Rei rolled her eyes in mild annoyance as she picked up the ringing cell phone.
"I swear." She muttered to her friend standing beside her. She looked to be about 19 with blonde hair that was streaked red and in a high ponytail with green eyes. "Don't people ever get fucking breaks?"
"Ya?" She said into it, and the blonde watched in confusion as the color drained from the black-haired girls face. "Holy Shit, I'll be right there." And with that she hung up.
"Kaiya, call Mai." She said. "She's probably with the others, were gotta go."
"Why?" Kaiya asked as Rei grabbed her keys and headed for the door. "What the hell happened?"
"Demi was attacked."
"Who the hell's Demi?"
"The chick that almost broke Kaiba's nose, now get moving." Kaiya nodded and followed Rei to the car.
A/N:
Bit of a longer chapter for ya, so I hope that's good. Anyway, Kaiya won't be in the story much, but I added her because F:D featured one of my characters in her fic, and I wanted to return the favor. This was my favorite chapter so far, and as you can tell, the plot's starting to pick up, and I hope I haven't bored you to death in the process.
Duke: I loved this chapter, stupid bitch got what she deserved.
*Demi runs onto the screen out of nowhere and tackled Duke*
Duke: O_O
Demi: Stupid bitch huh? I'll show you stupid bitch!
Duke: Help!
Demi: There's no help for you now asshole!
Duke: @_@
Anyway, as always, please R&R!
F:D: Say it.
*Sobs* I can't
F:D: SAY IT!
Fine, I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, but it do own this fic and my OC's.
F:D: Aren't you forgetting something?
Oh ya, Kaiya, who's introduced in this chapter belongs to Fires-Destruction (F:D:).
F:D: Damn right!
A/N: Ok, here's the next chapter of my fic, I hope you like it.
Duke: Your pathetic
Shut up before I bring Demi in here.
Duke: Shutting up
Chapter 15
Surprise Attack
Demi walked down the lamp-lit streets of the city, still seething in her anger. How dare he? She was doing good, and then he pulls something like that! He had no fucking right at all! She had no idea where she was going, and frankly, she couldn't give less a fuck about it.
"Well, well, well." A feminine voice said from behind her. "What have we here now? A loosed cannon of a chain, or something more?" Demi whirled around in anger, coming face-to-face with a navy haired woman with shocking green eyes.
"Who the fuck are you?" She snapped angrily. She didn't have time for this shit right now. The girl giggled, flicking her hand out, the swing of the switchblade making a soft swishing noise.
"I bet your just dying to find out." She said, holding out her hand and cutting it, letting the blood drop down onto the concrete. "But, you shall find out soon enough." It was as the woman licked the blood off her hand that Demi made her conclusion - This chick was fucked in the head.
"Look, I don't have time to fucking deal with a mental case, psycho-bitch right now." She said, anger practically radiating her. "Go back to the insane asylum." Demi turned her back on the girl, figuring she would get the hint and leave, but that was not to happen, instead she felt a sharp pain shooting in her shoulder, and the slow trickle of soaking through the leather that she was clad in.
"Don't call me fucking crazy again." She hissed, wrenching the knife brutally out of Demi's shoulder. "Or next time I won't be so nice." She kicked her in the back, knocking her to the ground, but Demi hardly noticed, she was in too much pain.
Vaguely she registered that she wasn't standing anymore, and that the ground was cold on her face, and that she was bleeding. And somewhere, she heard laughter before she fell into a welcomed darkness.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Where the hell could have gone?" Amaya asked for what seemed like the millionth time, and Yami looked down at the stressed out female.
"I'm sure she's safe." He replied, but Amaya shook her head.
"She's not."
"How do you know for certain?" Amaya looked down and bit the bottom of her lip, not really wanting to say, but knowing that she had to.
"I just know." She said. "It's weird, but we've shared a bond since we first met, and I know something's wrong." Yami nodded in understanding.
"Women's intuition." He said, and Amaya nodded.
"Something like that."
"Then we should hurry and find her." He concluded. "If something is wrong, and I trust your judgment, time might be vital." And with that, he broke into a run, as well as Amaya did.
'Please let her be alright.' Amaya thought desperately. 'Please don't let her be hurt.'
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Lakoa walked into the club, a smile playing on her features. She hadn't killed Demi as Merrick had instructed, she had had some fun of her own.
She was hoping Merrick be upset, and it saved her having to dress as a damn school girl. She knocked on the door to his office and heard a 'whoever you are just get the fuck in here', and did as she told. Merrick was sitting at his desk as usual, wearing a red T and dark navy cargo pants, a scowl on his face. Evidently something had pissed him off.
"What's got you so rowdy?" She asked, her seemingly innocent eyes gazing up on him.
"Fuckin' Ryou." He growled. "Little shit fucked up again."
"Is that all?" She cooed, leaning over his desk to touch his face in a suggestive manner. "Or is something more and your using it as an excuse?" He said nothing, but glared balefully at her, to which she only smiled in return. "How 'bout I help you take mind off things?"
"Maybe ......." He said, and pulled her closer so that she was practically on his lap. "We can both take our minds off things."
"That's sounds like an idea." She said. "You know that I always get hot after a fight."
"What fight?" He asked, his lavender eyes surveying her.
"I stabbed that Demi girl in the shoulder." She said with a shrug. "Nothing serious."
"You were supposed to kill her." He growled, but she only brought her face closer to his.
"And have no fun?" She said, her breath mingling with his. "You know what I'm like."
"Too well." He half growled, half purred. She said nothing, but kissed him strongly on the lips. He pulled her closer and rammed his tongue into her mouth, showing her his dominance, which she accepted. He was her superior in all things, and she didn't mind it.
Slowly, she let him straddle her.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Amaya continued running, and surprisingly, keeping pace with Yami. They had been running for at least twenty minutes, and something told Amaya they were close, though that didn't shake the all-consuming feeling of dread within her.
She kept running, and as she did so, made a vow that she would personally castrate Kaiba if anything had happened to her.
"Stop." Yami said suddenly, and Amaya did so, looking up at him with questioning eyes.
"What?" He said nothing, but pointed straight ahead of him, where a black- clad figure was crumpled on the ground. It looked almost like .....
"Demi!" Amaya shouted, running towards the figure and dropping beside it. There was a sizable pool of blood beside, and Amaya could see that it was coming from her shoulder. Amaya fought down the panic that threatened to engulf her into hysterics, that's not what Demi needed right now, instead she felt for a pulse.
'Oh thank God.' She thought when she felt that it was beating strongly.
"Call Rei." Yami said, shaking her out of her semi-reverie and she looked up at him.
"Are you fucking crazy? She needs a Goddamn hospital!" But Yami only shook his head ruefully.
"Hospitals ask questions Amaya." He said. "I can't put this gang at risk. Please try to understand." Amaya nodded slowly and stood up, reaching into her pocket for her cell phone.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Rei rolled her eyes in mild annoyance as she picked up the ringing cell phone.
"I swear." She muttered to her friend standing beside her. She looked to be about 19 with blonde hair that was streaked red and in a high ponytail with green eyes. "Don't people ever get fucking breaks?"
"Ya?" She said into it, and the blonde watched in confusion as the color drained from the black-haired girls face. "Holy Shit, I'll be right there." And with that she hung up.
"Kaiya, call Mai." She said. "She's probably with the others, were gotta go."
"Why?" Kaiya asked as Rei grabbed her keys and headed for the door. "What the hell happened?"
"Demi was attacked."
"Who the hell's Demi?"
"The chick that almost broke Kaiba's nose, now get moving." Kaiya nodded and followed Rei to the car.
A/N:
Bit of a longer chapter for ya, so I hope that's good. Anyway, Kaiya won't be in the story much, but I added her because F:D featured one of my characters in her fic, and I wanted to return the favor. This was my favorite chapter so far, and as you can tell, the plot's starting to pick up, and I hope I haven't bored you to death in the process.
Duke: I loved this chapter, stupid bitch got what she deserved.
*Demi runs onto the screen out of nowhere and tackled Duke*
Duke: O_O
Demi: Stupid bitch huh? I'll show you stupid bitch!
Duke: Help!
Demi: There's no help for you now asshole!
Duke: @_@
Anyway, as always, please R&R!