Disclaimer: Don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, Just my OC's and the plot line.

A/N: Alright, first off I'd like to say that once again, I have to postpone the lemon to the next chapter..... PLEASE DON'T HAE ME! I just realized I have some uh........ stuff to cover in this chapter first. CoughCough SetoandDemi CoughCough Also, Ryou may seem a little OCC in this chapter, and I do apologize for that so uh.... Ya, enjoy the chapter.

Chapter 33

Problems

Seto awoke before Demi did the next morning, and for that he was grateful, it spared him having to face her.

He knew what he was doing was wrong, but he was powerless to stop it.

If only she had never mentioned Mokuba, then things would have been fine. They have hated each normally, not this whole fucked up sex scenario. But God he needed those memories to fade, the pain of seeing what was left of the only being he had ever truly cared for except his parents.

He had loved Mokuba like a son, and now this.

He was a shell of who he once was, not alive, but just existing........ just through each day to face the next.

It was true, he longed for death, but feared it.

Hell, he probably would have been dead if it wasn't for that fear.

Fuck, he'd already tried to end it once hadn't he? He unconsciously looked down at his wrists before hurriedly throwing a long sleeve shirt - the only shirts he owned.

Hate, that's all he felt now.

He really didn't care about anything else but killing and getting laid.............. what else did he have really?

His thoughts traveled back to the previous night when Demi had asked him to hold her.... why? Sex was nothing, nothing at all, It was just well............. sex.

It had never meant anything to him, or anyone he had ever known in his life.

And the kiss......... she had kissed him. A cold, terrifying thought hit him.

What if she loved him? Then his own reality hit him.

There was no love, at least not in a lover's sense.

There was fucking. End of story.

He glanced down at the sleeping women in the bed, cuddled against the pillow. Did she think the pillow was him? She looked so peaceful in her sleep......

He glanced at his watch and cursed.

"Fuck, I'm gonna be late." And with that he strode out of the room, his briefcase in his hand.

Maiyu slowly came into the waking world feeling sore and stiff, and for a brief moment wondered why she was sleeping on the floor before the previous nights events came back to her and her eyes instinctively darted to the bed.

That was empty.

"Oh hell no." She muttered, getting to her feet and cracking her back as she did so. "Bakura." She whispered. "Bakura?"

"Out here." She turned to see her balcony door open with Bakura standing outside, his snowy hair blowing in the slight breeze.

"What the hell are you doing out there!" She scolded. "Do you want me to get caught?"

"Relax." He whispered, beckoning for her to come closer to him. "At a fist glance people would just think I'm my brother."

"You still shouldn't be out here." She said, moving towards him to lean in his shoulder. "Your injured."

"I'll heal."

"You almost died from blood loss!" She replied hotly. "And here's you acting like it's nothing."

"That's because it's not to me." He said quietly, almost dully. "It's just a little blood loss, my body will make more."

"Men." Maiyu grumbled. "Always have to act like their invincible."

"I am in a sense." He replied. "I've almost died at lease ten times, this time will be no different. Besides, I'm leaving tomorrow anyway."

"Like hell you are!" She snapped. "Your not leaving so you can go and get yourself killed." He turned look down at her small frame. It was hard to believe that she was so strong..... she looked frail to him.

"You really want to stay huh?" He said with a little smirk as he looked down at her.

"Y-yes." She whispered, tilting her head up as he leaned into kiss her. There lips met softly..... however, briefly.

"Maiyu I just came to say-"Both Maiyu and Bakura froze at the sound of the voice, cold fear flooding in every part of the young women just as Bakura said what was on both of their minds.

"Shit."

Amaya awoke feeling brighter then she had since Rei had been killed, and she wasn't sure why, but she wanted to make the moment last as long as she could before she had to think unpleasant things.

Keeping her eyes closed she stretched and snuggled into Yami's bare chest. (A/N: He sleeps in his pants in case your wondering drools)

"Looks like someone's still sleepy. " Yami's low voice rang out with it's little taunt causing Amaya to take a playful (and rather pathetic) swing at him, causing him to chuckle.

"Shut up." She grumbled, pulling him closer.

"You better get up though, we have a long drive ahead of us."

"Why?" She asked, opening her eyes and blinking, fighting of the aftereffects of sleep.

"I think both of us need a break so I'm taking you somewhere." He said with a smile at her as he pulled on his shirt. (A/N: No! what are you doing? Don't do that! No!)

"Where?" She asked, her natural curiosity shining through.

"You'll see." He replied with a little grin that made want to do two things. The first kiss him for looking that damn sexy, and secondly, smack him for a secretive baka.

She decided on the first of the two options.

As soon as their lips made contact she felt warm all inside her, despite the painful killing memory. She pulled back to stare into his beautiful lavender eyes.

"When do we leave?"

"I have some things I have to take care of...... so in about two hours, just after lunch." She smiled and gave a quick kiss on the lips.

"See you then."

"Bye." Yami turned to leave, but after a moment's hesitation turned back around to deliver a longer kiss to his girlfriend. "That's better."

"Get out of here." Amaya said, giving him a playful whack upside the head. Yami turned and left and Amaya's eyes couldn't help but drop to his leather-clad ass.

'Nice.....' She thought with a little smile.

"I saw that." Yami said, turning around. Amaya looked up, looking for all the world like a kid caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

"Hey, it's not like you never check out my ass." She retorted, causing a impish grin to spread on Yami's face.

"If I did, I wouldn't be telling you now would I?"

"Goodbye smartass." She said, turning her back to him, and selecting her clothes for the day. A pair of leather pants with chains hanging of them and a simple black tank top with a silver dragon on it.

Sighing she picked up her brush, gathering her hair into a high ponytail, leaving two chunks to fall into her eyes.

"Now...." She mused out loud, her head turning back to the door that Yami had just walked out of. "I wonder what my little bishie could be up to." (A/N: For anyone who doesn't know, bishie means like a pretty-boy, or a ladies man.)

"R-Ryou........" Maiyu stuttered, her green eyes locking onto her friends chocolate brown.

"Mind telling me just the sam hell is going on here?" He growled, glaring daggers at his older brother.

"Ryou....... Look......... please...." She pleaded, seeing the really pissed off look in her friends eyes. She couldn't even remember seeing Ryou this pissed, if he ever had been at all.

"So you were together the whole time?" He spat. "I suppose that the whole captured thing was just an excuse to get closer!"

"Ryou..... it's not like that!" Maiyu replied, trying to explain everything, but things were just to complicated, hell, she didn't even understand it herself! "I just...... Ryou.... Things have been so confusing lately.... I just......." She fumbled on her words, not knowing what to do or say.

"I've had enough." Ryou growled, making his way back out the door.

"Ryou...... please, don't tell anyone...... please." He remained silent as he slammed the door rather forcefully, causing Maiyu to winch at the sound.

"Shit." She muttered, looking back up and Bakura. "I've really fucked things up good now."

Ming smirked as she sat down on the hotel bed, brushing out her long blond hair.

This was going to be easy for her, like it always was. All men could ever think with was their dick, so this wasn't going to be hard at all.

It was timing it that was the key, but she had been keeping her eyes and ears open. Apparently Yami and his bitch had left for the day, no-one knew to where, but they said they'd be back the next day. Ming smirked at this.

'He's probably be going to be fucking her brains out.' She thought coldly. 'But I won't be long before he'll be fucking mine.'

A/N:

Yup, here it is, and if this chapter sucks, I'm sorry, it's past 3:00 in the morning so things are kind of blurry. I hope it turned out ok though. And I promise that the lemon will be in the next chapter which will hopefully turn out then my last few pieces of shit. Anyway, please Review! The more reviews I get, the faster I update.