A/n: This chapter gets a little graphic again. LOL ZIPPER FIGHT! Also short as the next six will be long. It may also be a few days before I update again as I like to stay ahead of myself and I'm starting to catch up. Hope I don't lose anyone!
Nightfalls2525: Not exactly. There are mentions of the past and why Bakura and Pharaoh are acting this way a little later on, but it won't be until the end that we actually go back into the past. I may do a sequel dealing more with the past, but I'm not sure at the moment. Thanks for reading and liking! hands you a cookie
mariks1andonly(hands you a cookie too thanks, I'm glad people are liking it!
Forever in Darkness: Pharaoh's Broken Dream.
'.'...'.'...'.'...'.'
Returning to Domino made Anzu nervous.
If Seto had made it out on bail she might still be in danger.
Bakura walked slowly up to her door as he spotted a piece of paper stuck in it.
"It looks like a legal paper. Yes Ryou got one of these a few years ago. He called it a summons to testify."
Anzu's nervousness turned to cold fear.
She would have to go to court and testify to all the horrid things he'd done to her...with him sitting in the room.
And then another thought crossed her mind that saddened her.
Mokuba had just turned seventeen and was away at advanced collage in America with Rebecca...he would probably be there as well.
To make matters worse she'd been served with the paper the day after she left and she'd been in Egypt for over a week, the date was the very next day.
Bakura held her tightly for a long moment.
"I'll be right there with you. If you're scared just look at me. Don't look at him unless you have to."
Her voice was choked with sobs as she buried her face into his collar.
"I just didn't want to deal with this so soon. Usually it takes months for things like this to go through."
Bakura growled, making her jump.
"He's rich, what do you expect. He's probably being served steak dinners at a private table...out of jail. Men like him don't go to jail and when they do they're given special treatment, no matter what they've done."
She wrapped her arms around him tightly.
"I hope he pays for what he put me through."
He held her close, kissing her forehead softly.
"So do I."
'.'...'.'...'.'...'.'
Anzu and Bakura had gone to bed early that night.
Bakura surprised her with silk sheets covered in roses and petals.
He kissed her roughly, pushing her onto her bed as she unbuttoned his shirt.
He took a hold of her wrists once his shirt was off and spoke between kisses.
"Lets take it slow tonight."
She laughed as he laid tender kisses on her neck.
"You're the one moving so fast Mr. push me onto the bed."
He whispered into her ear and made her gasp as his hand slid across her exposed stomach.
"I can't help it...you'll have to slow me down."
A soft moan escaped her lips as he pulled her up into his arms to unzip the corset shirt she was wearing.
"Bakura..."
Suddenly she seemed resistant.
"Stop."
He stared at her for a moment.
"What?"
She looked out her window.
"I thought I heard someone at the door."
But after a moment more of silence she kissed him and slipped out of her shirt.
She felt chills run all over her body as he kissed the hallow of her throat while his hands went for her skirt.
He stopped for a moment to kiss her lips as he pressed her hands down beside her.
A thorn from one of the roses cut into her finger suddenly and tears sprang to her eyes.
She watched detachedly as he licked away the small drop of blood that had formed where the cut had been.
"Does it still hurt?"
She nodded silently as he once more licked at the persistent wound.
To her amazement she found that she liked the feel on her sensitive fingertips.
He gently pushed her back and leaned over her, tugging at the zipper on the new pants she'd bought him.
She smirked as she zipped it back up.
"You told me to slow you down."
The zipper war only lasted as long as she could keep her wrists away from his hands, finding herself more amused by the second.
Finally with a frustrated grunt he pinned her hands above her.
"Not a nice game to play. You'll be punished for that later."
He watched in utter amazement as her smirk grew wider.
"Why wait till later?"
She let out a startled scream as he attacked her torso with feather light fingers, making her laugh so hard tears ran from her eyes.
"Bakura! Stop!"
He only laughed.
"You said to punish you...for each time you zipped up, I'm going to tickle for one minute."
She pushed against him, still laughing.
"But we'll never have any fun this way! Come on Bakura stop it!"
He smirked as she arched her body, trying to get away from his fingers but he still held her firmly in place at the hips and wrists.
"You might not, but I'm rather enjoying the way you're squirming."
After a moment he propped himself up on his free arm and began to kiss her from her lower stomach up.
Each touch of his lips sent shivers through her skin.
He growled at her as she tried to free her wrists from his hand.
"Are you ready?"
She was enjoying this way too much.
"No."
He was growing tired of this cat and mouse game.
"Say it again."
She gasped out her answer as his fingers found a sensitive spot in her neck.
"No!"
Suddenly she screamed as she opened her eyes.
" NO! Stop!"
He puzzled at her demand for only a second before he realized she wasn't talking to him.
He realized this because he was airborne and in a great deal of pain.
He could hear her screaming in fear but he'd hit his head when he landed against her dresser and his eyesight was fuzzy.
He could see a familiar shape huddled over her and without a second thought he staggered over, knocking him to the ground.
He ignored Anzu's pleas for both of them to stop until he regained his vision and saw just who it was.
Pharaoh stood there, eyes glowing with rage.
"Hurry, go down stairs, I'll take care of him!"
She refused to move and couldn't speak through sobs as she clutched the sheet over her shoulders.
"Anzu...what did he do to you!"
Bakura growled.
"Just what are you implying! Anzu, tell him you wanted that just as much as I did!"
She managed to choke out a response but Pharaoh took it as a plea for help from him...until she stood and ran to Bakura.
He sighed and pulled the sheet off the bed, wrapping it around her.
Zipping his pants for the fifteenth time, he picked her up and carried her into the bathroom then handed her clothes to her.
"I'll take him down stairs so you can dress...again."
The sarcasm was evident in his voice and she only broke into another sob, closing the door.
Bakura's mood completely killed, he turned on the Pharaoh.
"What was so important that you had to break in to tell her? And care to explain why you went nuts?"
Pharaoh glared hard at him.
"She was screaming 'stop' when I got to the door and then I come in and find her almost completely naked and you on top of her, what am I supposed to think!"
A somewhat muffled voice was heard through the door, followed by a sniffle.
"He was tickling me, we were just playing around."
Pharaoh looked around Bakura as the door opened and Anzu stepped out in a rather revealing shirt and miniskirt, resembling something of Mai's only in light pink and white.
"Why were you saying no then?"
She turned bright red as she answered.
"He...He told me to okay!"
She had the look of a hurt puppy as she sauntered up beside Bakura, wrapping her arms around him tightly.
"I'm a big girl I can take care of myself."
Pharaoh took her wrists and watched her flinch.
"Than why did he have you pinned down like that? You're wrists are still bruised."
She closed her eyes tightly.
"It got a little rough...you should remember something like that, only he didn't actually hurt me!"
Pharaoh was angry about that statement and stepped closer to her but Bakura pushed her behind him.
"What you and I did is none of his business!"
She nodded, glaring at him.
"And what Bakura and I do is none of yours! If I really wanted him to stop, I'd tell him so. Make him leave Bakura please? I don't want to go through this tonight."
Before Bakura could act however, Pharaoh grabbed her tightly and kissed her.
"I want you back Anzu! I realize that I made a mistake, please take me back!"
He got down on his knees and bowed at her feet.
"Please Anzu...I love you so much."
She only walked around him to the door.
She turned and when she looked into Bakura's eyes, it sent a chill down his spine.
He'd never seen her give such a cold look.
"Make him understand...I don't care how."
Pharaoh looked up at him before turning full glare on Anzu.
"Fine, you've made your choice."
Anzu shook her head.
"No pharaoh, you made it for me. Now get out of my house and don't you ever come back again. I will live a much happier life if I just don't see you."
He stood and turned completely to her, a malicious smirk playing across his lips.
"Than I take it you've decided never to see Yugi again?"
She looked away.
"If it means sacrificing my friendship with Yugi than..."
She stopped and when she looked up again the intense hatred burning in her eyes was so clear that he felt it burn through him.
"SO BE IT!"
Bakura smirked suddenly.
"Hell hath no furry..."
For which pharaoh nailed him in the lower jaw.
Bakura growled.
"I'm going to do something I should have over a month ago..."
Pharaoh glared at him.
"You already did! Remember!"
Bakura smirked as he rubbed his jaw.
"Well, Ryou must have been exceptionally pissed. I never took control of him that night. Every punch to the stomach, every bone I heard crack was all his doing. I simply enjoyed the show."
Anzu's voice had turned cold as well as she spoke.
"Leave now or I will. If I don't know what he does to you I can't feel guilty about it later."
Without another word Pharaoh left.
As the door creaked shut downstairs Anzu finally fell to her knees, clutching her stomach.
She felt sick, too many emotions going at once.
Bakura helped her to the bathroom and winced as she threw up.
After he helped her to the sink, he held her trembling body tightly.
"Come on, we have a long day tomorrow, let's go to sleep."
He lifted her up into his arms and blew out the candles on his way back to bed.
He set her down gently and kissed her forehead before climbing into bed beside her.
He was careful not to touch her stomach as he wrapped his arms around her.
"Bakura."
He looked down into her pleading eyes.
"Will you purr...please?"
He smiled and pulled her closer, beginning to purr softly.
As he too drifted off to sleep he thought the words he didn't have the courage to say just yet.
'I love you.'
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Anzu and Bakura spent a quiet morning getting ready for the trial of the century.
After breakfast they sat on the couch and turned on the TV.
On all the stations were reporters outside the courthouse, interviewing people as they entered.
"We're here live from the Domino Central Courthouse where the supposed victim in this bizarre case, Mazaki Anzu and former boyfriend Duel-Monsters King Yugi Muto are expected to arrive within the next two hours. Both are expected to testify against Kaiba Corporation owner and CEO Seto Kaiba. Charges include kidnapping, intent to kidnap, two counts of attempted rape, and illegal use of medical sedatives. Mr. Kaiba, who has been released under constant supervision, has refused to be interviewed. Murakaze, back to you."
Anzu sighed as she leaned against Bakura.
"I hope my testimony will be enough."
Bakura shook his head.
"What about the tape?"
She glanced at the screen as they began to show old clips of battle city and Pharaoh and she at the beach on their anniversary.
"It conveniently disappeared while Pharaoh was harassing us last night. Right now it's Yugi and I's word against his and I'm afraid we don't have much credit."