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A/N: Ok, I KNOW I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN FOREVER, BUT MY PARENTS WERE BEING ASSES! Bows I'M SO SORRY!! In this chapter I want to get back into the plot a little more with the action, and also, I just realized that Merrick is spelt Marik, so I'll be using that spelling from now on, so ya....... Anyway, not much else to say, except enjoy!

Chapter 30

New Developments

Marik smirked cruelly as he stepped in his office where Lakoa was waiting for him.

"Did you take care of him?" She asked, an evil little grin on her face. "I heard him screaming from all the way in here." A little glint of lust flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, but were going to have to do something."

"Like what?"

"Like attacking that baka Yami directly." He replied. "But first, were going to have to break him and bitch apart. Their too strong together."

"And how do you suggest we do that?" The navy haired female asked just as a women stepped into he room. She was pretty, with long blonde hair and big blue eyes, her body was lithe from fighting, and as for her clothing well....... it was revealing to say the lest.

"Lakoa, meet Ming." He said, and Ming turned to glare at Lakoa, Lakoa returning the stare. Everyone in the damn Daggers knew that Lakoa was fucking Marik, and every damn Dagger slut wanted him, so you can understand the tension. "I have her here to get between Yami and his bitch. Seeing as she's the best seducer we have, I figured she'd be perfect for the job."

"I could seduce you." She said with a sexy wink, Lakoa glared.

"Try it and die bitch." She growled. "Now get your slutty ass to Yami." With on last suggestive glance at her leader she walked out of the room.

"Jealous little bitch aren't we?" He asked with a playful (yet insane) smile.

"No one touches what's mine." She growled, pulling him over to her and kissing his passionately. She let a lustful smile as he pushed her onto the desk so she was sitting and spreading her legs.

"After all." He purred. "Screams did always get you hot."

Ryou groaned as he slowly regained consciousness, but almost immediately wished he hadn't.

His whole body ached, and both fresh and dried blood from his wounds covered him from head to foot.

"Fuck." He cursed, looking down to see the damage. Marik had decided it would be fun to cut him slowly all across his chest and some of his back after stabbing him in the shoulder. He knew that Marik probably thought he was dead from lack of blood, and for all Ryou knew, he just might die.

But he wasn't going to lay down and let death claim him so easily.

He got up slowly, nearly falling at least seven times, and began making small steps. He had to get away from here unless he wanted Marik and finish the job.

And he knew just the place to go.

He didn't know how long it took him before he was safely (or unsafely, depends on how you want to look at it) out of Dagger territory.

He collapsed, blood staining the grass beneath him.

"Fuck." He cursed as again the pain he was trying to block out came back. To him, it felt as if the knives were still there, only cutting him deeper. "Marik, I'm going to fucking kill you." He growled, spitting blood out the side of his mouth. (Marik punched him in the face a few times if you wondering why he's spitting out blood).

Slowly he picked himself up, forcing himself to go on, all the while wondering of one Chain Bitch was really worth it.

A/N: I know was pathetically short, but the next chapter was originally going to be part of this one, but hey, fic has a mind of it's own......... Anyways, please R&R!