DIS: I thought I owed you dear reviewers of mine more than one chapter for this story. I thank you all for reviewing this fic, I am certainly surprised that you people like it so much! Anyway, here's chapter thirteen. Kudos to a book I was reading. Enjoy!

Chapter Thirteen, Rage, Truth, Lies

Sofia saw Bakura stomping up to her estate, causing her to beam. She had never seen a male so intent on her daughter like this rake.

"Hello Bakura!" Sofia chirped. Bakura tightened his lips and let out his breath slowly. "Are you here to see Anzu?"

"Yes, where is she?"

"Out back in the gardens. You're in luck, she's in a good mood." A slow Cheshire smile slid on his features.

"Oh, is she?"

"Yes."

"Is Hathaway here?" Bakura glanced at the stables.

"No, my husband said he had some business affairs to take care of." She gave a puzzled look at that, and then beamed at the young male. "Anyway, I have some things to take care of as well." Sofia hurried in the house, puzzling over her husband's sudden disappearance so early in the morning. Bakura watched her, smirking to himself. I'll wipe whatever good mood Anzu has out of her pretty little body. She'll regret spying on me, that wanton. He strode to the back and saw Anzu at the fountain distinctively.

"Oh," she looked up, her eyes shooting to her mansion, and then glancing back at him, "hello."

"You left so abruptly this morning, what was the rush?" Bakura asked innocently.

"I didn't think it would be proper for me to stay longer than intended." Anzu replied efficiently.

"Is that so?" He played innocent outwardly; inwardly, he was close to losing control.

"Yes."

"What a load of bullshit." She frowned at his swearing, but stayed silent. "I heard you in Ryou's room last night and you were spying on me." Anzu felt a bead of sweat build on her forehead in apprehension.

"I hadn't meant to spy on you. I couldn't sleep so I left on a stroll and I heard voices, so..." She shrugged noncommittally. His smile vanished, a sinister look ensuing upon his face.

"That would normally be a fine excuse, but I know you better."

"It's the truth!" Anzu snapped at him. "I didn't even know that was your room until I got to it! And what was Mai doing in your bed, anyway!" Bakura rolled his eyes.

"Oh, come on Anzu!" Bakura snapped at her. "You ride behind me on a horse, straddling my hips in a nightgown practically and then you're sleeping in my home, did you really expect me to remain stable?" Anzu flushed in embarrassment. "Mai lives with me half the time for my own pleasure, I'm not going to toss her away just because I'm going to marry you."

"That's what's wrong with you!" Anzu pointed out irately. "You think that this marriage is just going to be a casual one, but it isn't! I'm not going to be the wife that you can put down."

"Does it look like I'm putting you down!" Bakura demanded.

"Yes, actually, it does!" Anzu spat at him just as crossly.

"Woman, if you're not going to speak intelligently towards me, I suggest you shut the hell up." Anzu glowered at him.

"Get out." She whispered.

"No," Bakura growled, "I have yet to question you."

"Get out before I have the Runners throw you out." Bakura stiffened and stared at her trembling shoulders.

"Fine, but this isn't over."

"This is over! Go find yourself a different woman to fantasize about! Oh, I forgot, you already have one to fuck!" Anzu hadn't expected herself to swear so crudely, but Bakura barely noticed.

"FINE!" He bellowed, before storming away from her, swearing furiously. Anzu watched him, her fists clenched tightly at her sides. She felt every nerve in her body trembled with anger and humiliation.

Marik heard the slam and something crash to the ground, followed by curses loud enough to wake the dead.

"What happened now?"

"Kill that shameful idiot." Bakura clipped to Marik sharply. Marik pursed his lips, seeing the blazing anger in his sapphire-gray eyes.

"But...Anzu—" Malik, who had appeared at his brother's side had barely gotten the two words out when Bakura let out a angry growl.

"I don't give a shit about that unappreciative bitch!" Bakura snarled at them. He stomped up the stairs in his fury. Marik listened intently, until hearing a slam from his bedroom door. The two blondes looked at each other, both thinking the same thing: 'Holy shit, what did she do?'

"Should we do it?" Malik asked uncertainly.

"He said so..." Marik paused. "But maybe it'll pass by do you think?"

"We'll wait and see if does. If not," Malik shrugged, trailing his finger across his neck.

Night came and Malik had the unsettling feeling that Bakura wasn't coming down to eat.

"Well," Ryou said, coming in, smiling, "I got Duke off our hands."

"You did what?" The brother's demanded. Ryou blinked.

"That was what Bakura wanted, after all."

"We're supposed to have him dead!" Marik griped, clutching his hair.

"Then say you killed him." Ryou suggested.

"And if he shows up?"

"Wait," Ryou held his hands up, "why are you supposed to kill him?"

"Bakura and Anzu got in another fight."

"What happened?"

"We don't know," Malik said, staring at the empty table, "but I'm starving and Bakura didn't order the cook to make anything. Ever since he got home, he's been upstairs."

"Last I recall, he had a maid take Mai up there earlier." Malik said thoughtfully.

"That's what got him in this position." Ryou informed them, sighing.

"You know about this, Ryou?"

"Well, yes." The younger male shifted nervously in his seat. "Anzu was going out for a stroll because she couldn't sleep and heard Mai and Bakura talking and eavesdropped. I covered for her and sent her home this morning, as you know."

"Damn," Malik muttered, "so that's what's he got so worked up about."

"I think that there's going to be some trouble from here out, unfortunately, gentleman."

"I hate when we have to call that asshole up." Marik grumbled.

"It's better to. One of us have to go up to," Ryou shuddered, "Bakura and—"

"Hello fellows." They turned to the shorter male who had entered. Yami beamed at them. "Having a fun time?"

"Actually, no. We not only have lost our prey, but Bakura and Anzu are in another fight." Marik grunted to him, grudgingly filling him in.

"Really? I think I might have some news to cheer the old chap up." Yami grinned at them.

"Is that so?" Malik cocked an eyebrow. "What would that be?"

"Show me to the bloke's chambers and I'll tell you all at once." They exchanged glances, then shrugged, deciding Bakura could take his anger out on Yami.

Bakura's eyes snapped open at the light knock on the door.

"What the hell do you want!" He snapped loudly, waking Mai up. She opened an eye lazily, then closed it.

"It's me," Yami poked his head in, grinning, "hope I'm not disturbing anything."

"No, of course not." Bakura ground out.

"Oh good." Yami said, ignoring the sarcasm and entering with the other three males in his wake. "I have some news that might make you a little more jovial!"

"I don't want to hear it right now." Bakura stated in an ominous tone. Ryou flinched, but Yami quite simply shrugged and leaned against the counter, picking up a wooden box casually.

"Perhaps, but I have other matters to grace with my presence." Bakura snorted, causing Yami to gaze over at him, his smile not present. "Now get that parasite out of your bed and let us have some privacy." Mai shot up at the insult.

"How dare you call me a parasite!" Mai barked at him in offense. Bakura glared at Yami briefly, mainly because he had caused Mai to start uproar.

"Whatever, just get out as the man said. You can choke him later when I don't have to listen to it." He threw her clothes at her and she caught them, dressing unashamedly in front of all the males. She sniffed, stalking out of the room. Yami slammed the door behind her and locked it. Bakura sat up, looking impassively over at them, lighting a cigarette and sighing out the smoke.

"Well, what is it?" Bakura demanded, looking aggravated.

"Anzu's childhood friend isn't what he seems to be," Yami began, pouring himself some brandy, "it seems he's been keeping a good eye on you for longer than you've know Anzu."

"Are you saying he's been watching me?" Bakura asked, his eyebrows lowering in perilously way.

"That's exactly what I'm saying." Yami sighed, taking a drink of the brandy. "There's more too. Julian is Hathaway's 'master' as he calls him. It's absurd, actually."

"Hathaway...Anzu's father." Bakura looked at the remains of his cigarette, before crushing it down in an ashtray. "Let me think on this...So, Hathaway is reporting to Julian, who has been stalking me for as long as he's known me?—Or heard of me at least?"

"Not precisely." Yami emptied his cup, before continuing. "Julian is reporting to someone else too. Apparently, Julian's 'master' is the one that's after you. Can you think of any enemies that might be after you?"

"A helluva lot." Bakura admitted.

"Okay, that was the wrong question to ask you." Yami mumbled to himself, rubbing his chin. He glanced at the empty cup, as though thinking it might give him an answer. "Wait." Yami raised his eyes to Bakura's. "What if this person knows Anzu? All the people at these secret meetings obviously have something against your marriage to Anzu, so Julian's 'master' must know her."

"I'm not marrying her, anyway." The rogue pointed out to him.

"Come on, now, Bakura, you know you don't mean that." Yami said soothingly, resting his hip against the counter. "As much as I fancy her, I'm attempting to surrender her to you."

"Listen," Bakura hissed, "that bitch swore at me and accused me of infidelity."

"Well she isn't wrong." Ryou muttered.

"We're not married!" Bakura roared at his brother. "I'm not being unfaithful to her if I don't love her or have not even bedded her yet! Why is it proving to be so difficult to get that through your abnormally thick skull!"

"Alright, that's enough." Yami told him peacefully. "Bakura, Anzu is a sensitive woman, you can't expect her to let you sleep with a professional town whore and be married to her. It is technically infidelity. Plus, if you want a legal heir to your fortunes, you're not going to get Anzu in your bed if Mai's dirtied it up." Yami's lips thinned suddenly. "Speaking of the witch, she's been passing information to Julian."

"...What?" Bakura stared at him, shocked.

"Mai's been sleeping with you to collect information and take it to Julian. She's been sleeping with him too." Slowly, Bakura's eyes slid to his concealed body, shuddering in disgust. "I think it's time that you apologize to Anzu and start that plan we discussed with her." Bakura simply nodded in agreement.

Hathaway glanced across the empty spot where his daughter normally sat at the dinner table. A soft knock came on the door and a servant answered it.

"Oh! Lord Bakura, what a pleasant surprise! Are you here to see the miss again?" The maid asked curiously.

"Yes."

"She's upstairs, would you like to go up and see her?"

"Yes." The mere thought of being alone in Anzu's bedroom with her made Bakura grin mentally, thinking of all the dirty things he could expose to the innocent virgin. He shook the thoughts out of his head and followed the maid upstairs to her room. "Miss?"

"What is it?" Anzu's muffled response came.

"You have a visitor."

"Fine." The maid ushered to the door, turning and leaving. Bakura watched her, before opened the door. He squinted in the dark, before shrugging and entering, closing the door. Curtains surrounded the four-poster bed, a subtle glow appearing in it. Bakura flipped the lights on and Anzu tossed the curtains away, barely dressed. She stared at him, stunned.

"What do you want? Come to harass me some more?"

"As delightful as that sounds," Bakura said sarcastically, "no. I came to apologize."

"Apologize?" She repeated blankly.

"Yes, you might like to try it sometime." He sneered sourly. She frowned and eyed him, forgetting her flushed appearance from sleep.

"I don't understand, why are you apologizing?"

"I just found out some intriguing things that might shock you."

DIS: Ah, the suspense! The romance! The mystery! The seduction! The...scandalous lies? Oh yes, the plot is thickening and I am getting more eager to go ahead with this fic. Please review to see what happens in chapter fourteen!

Preview of Chapter Fourteen, Denial, Betrayal: Anzu has found out the truth about her friend. Of course he denies it, along with her father. When Sofia finds out and is mixed up with it, Hathaway drawing her to his side, what will happen when the only people Anzu can trust are Bakura and his friends and family?