I would like to thank WildCard, Anubia, Chibi B, and tombrobber45 for reading my story and for their support. I'm glad you guys like it because it was really hard to write. One thing that drove me nuts was the telpathic links didn't come out right as i wanted them. I hope it wasn't confusing to anyone One person asked me why I don't allow anyonomous reviews and I said because I don't want to take the chance to have flames because some anyonomous will do so. However, if I do get request for people who email me then I may take it into consideration. Also I had Mariku win the game instead of Bakura because the story would have ended sooner.

WARNING: This scene maybe a little violent and graphic because I wanted to explore Mariku's saditstic nature.

Disclamer: I don't own any of the characters for Yugioh.

telpahic links

Bakura- Ryou/

MarikuMalik/

Now on to the story

Yami Bakura clenched his teeth drowning out the verge to cry out as Yami Malik unclasped his rod stabbing him in the side to control his crazy personality. Bakura seem to freeze abit as the vile rich liquid slinked out. The evil spirit of the ring hissed and threw back his head in a position where the pychotic one was forced to release him.

"Control yourself. You are making me jealous." Mariku scowled his ears twitching a bit from hearing the noise downstairs of pots and pans banging around.

Bakura only glared at Mariku as he tried to move to grip the door of the room so he could go downstairs and see if his hikari was making his dinner or not.

"Where do you think you are going" Mariku pulled him back by his hair" You didn't even scream out...It tells me that you enjoyed that terribly and anguish for more torture."

"Why does it matter to you?. Get out of here...I haven't eaten all day." Bakura tries to get around the other spirit who purposely blocks his path again.

"Tough shit. It lives in you to adore suffering like me." Mariku licked his knife seductively while the other spirit bared his fangs and his pyscho nature came back to him as he sunk his fangs into the darker soul's shoulder licking the blood away and surprised that he didn't feel sick from the experience.

"Your attraction towards me inspires me. It feels good". Yami Malik purred feeling deeply moved by the pain that was driven into him, the millenium rod was scraping his arm.

"What are you talking about? We may both be pyshcotic to the core, but I don't you here. Get out the way before you force me to do something to you that you will regret... Bakura, tried to warn Mariku who only smirked, as he pulled Bakura to his chest"I need to go downstairs and make sure my hikari isn't"...Bakura was at a loss of words as he found himself nuzzling lightly on Yami Malik's shoulder before sliding this tongue along the punctures that he made with his dagger.

"That is his problem. These hikaris are a burden and we always have to worry about an disturbance." The demon inquired leaning towards the younger spirit so he could have better access to his shoulder.

Yami Bakura saw this coming and seem almost hypotized as he starred at the other yami. Thoughts were going through his mind, as he tried to figure out what it was the yami wanted.

Mariku smiled viciously as he raised his rod slicing it across the ring of the yami's arm while sliding his tongue on the dark areas,that almost healed when he was slashed by the arm earlier.

"Refrain from doing that, my pathetic hikari can't take anymore abuse or damage unlike yours." Yami Bakura admitted relunctantly that Malik was stronger than Ryou though the lighter half loved to tease the yami over it since the Spirit of the Ring still shared the body of Ryou.

He was only using a temporary body that he used with shadow magic, but mainly depended on Ryou. He did not want to experience the pain towards his past self.

"I see. you're too lazy to claim your own body so rather use the vessel to share the experience of living like a prisoner. I on the other hand am free to make this world evitable to its liking." Mariku sinisterly pushed Bakura on the bed licking down his ear and making his way to his throat.

Bakura felt himself loosing control as he allowed Mariku to climb on the bed and touch him. The tongue tickled him as Mariku coiled himself around Bakura whose body would not respond to let him off. He was feeling some kind of sensation and his body wasn't intent to ignore it.

"No, without Ryou I wouldn't exist. I need him in order to survive. What's good about having a body if it has already been demolished into the sands of time. Sure having an body is a good thing, but it reminds me of the past that I would relive for the rest of my after life. My past haunts me. It takes alot out of my energy to forget about the experience." Bakura clenched his eyes shut feeling sharp nips and purring in his ear.

"You are so naive and sympathic." Mariku answered his fangs bared. He already smelled that the other yami was a virgin and a urge was pondering in his brain.

Mariku was transfixed to the yami somehow and observed the darkness underneath him something becoming familiar in the position. His fingers began massaging the yami's shoulders and played with the ivory hair.

"I want to still have my bond with Ryou even if it means experiencing his pain." Bakura replied not really paying attention until he saw the evil gleam in the other's eyes and finally pushed off Mariku"Why do you want to bite me are you an vampire"

Mariku doesn't answer for a second. "I don't know what i am, but at times I feel like I have the urge that a vampire has. You like him don't you" Mariku seem to be feeling jealous of this bond the yami had with his hikari.

"No, he is just someone who I get out of trouble. What are you applying" Bakura narrowed his eyes going into the bathroom to turn off the shower. For some reason he wasn't in the mood to take a shower especially with Mariku there watching his every move.

Mariku shakes his head. "Nothing. I still feel the bond between my hikari. I just like more freedom and it is better than being locked in a soul room or the shadow realm for another thosand years, Mariku sighs looking Bakura over"I don't understand how you don't want such freedom."

Yami Bakura sighs knowing that Mariku wanted something from him, but he wasn't sure what that thing was. He comes back from the bathroom and ploped down on the couch wishing so hard that he could go downstairs and eat but he couldn't since Mariku had hidden the key for from him.

"I have been with Ryou since he was 8 years old. I am used to sharing a body with my vessel. I am hesistant to get my own since, the Pharaoh and I were worst enemies back then. Each time I use my body I remember who I was back then and have extreme hatred. Sometimes its hard to control the anger. When I possess Ryou's body, I feel at ease though weak, but the hatred doesn't manifest in his soul. I have no motives that would cause his betrayal or try to staggle anyone or murder."

"I can help you get through the pain. Just don't mention the past" Mariku rolled his eyes not believing that if he wanted anything to do with Bakura he would have to break him off his insecurity of living in Ryou's shadow.

"Since when have you helped anyone. That's not your style, its destruction, chaos, darkness. You're insane if you think you of all people can console me, nevertheless you have never shown compassion towards anyone." Yami Bakura growled breaking through the door and walking downstairs.

Mariku seemed a bit hurt emotionally as he tripped the other darkness who lost his footing and sprawled down the stairs.

"Akura, I can't help the way I was born from Malik's sadness, hatred, loneliness, likes it not your fault that you're own people were sacrificed..." Mariku picked him up but then saw the rage in the other's eyes.

"How dare you do that to the great Ore Sama" Yami Bakura screamed as he painfully rose to his feet trying to drown out memories of his tragic past that slowly was aggravating him, while deep down inside anger and fury overrose his emotions.

He swung his fist that connected with the the other spirit's stomach who flew back on his butt. The Spirit of the Ring aggressively pinned Yami Malik down on the hard tile floor his foot slamming down on his groin. Yami Malik screamed out and tossed the tomb raider off him, suprised that he could cause such pain.

"That was uncalled for, what has gotten into you" Yami Malik tried to show no weakness as he kicked the spirit in the ribs with his left foot.

"You started it. The nerve of you to throw me down the stairs like I am a piece of trash." Bakura replied in a dangerous tone and began to puberize the other yami, but stopped when he saw Ryou enter the room.

/Yami? How did he get here/

-He followed me-

/Get him out of here. He scares me/

Bakura broke the mind link, his hair turning spikier and his evil deanor narrowing at Ryou. The Millenium Ring was glowing brightly as Ryou shielded his eyes.

"You stopped just because you see him. Don't tell me that you are not whipped by your own hikari Akura." Mariku sarcastically replied.

Ryou covered his eyes fearing that his yami's insane side was returning once again where he would hurt anyone in his path no matter who they were.

"Yami, stop it. You know I hate violence. Think about what you are doing..."The hikari pulled on Bakura's arm who slapped him away.

"Stay out of this" Bakura's voice sounded more like an demon now, Ryou tried to step between his yami and Malik's yami.

"Yami, don't feed the darkness or it will devour your soul. It was a pain getting you back to normal. You do care for me don't you" Ryou's wandering eyes lay into Bakura's cold dark ones with no emotion.

Yami Bakura did not answer him as he stepped forward limping a bit. He gripped Ryou by his persian night collar and threw him across the wall. The feeling, the rage in his mind, slowly devouring his conscious and mind, full of darkness to even comprehend of what he was doing would lead to drastic levels of extreme agony and pure hatred thus betrayl.

Mariku felt Malik crawling into his mind after seeing Bakura harm the little hikari.

/Let me out/

No. Stay out of this. I can handle this

/Ryou is hurt. Let me protect him...You didn't tell him. Did you/

No I haven't

/Then tell him before he finds out/

Malik's voice was drained out as the millenium ring's power had blocked out their mental block.

To Mariku's despite the white haired darkness flipped to his feet and maliciously glowered to his victim pulling an sharp object out of his jacket sliding his tongue sadistically on the blade.

"You have tortured me for the last time." The tomb raider slowly approached the other spirit his sharpen edged blade reflected on the moon light between the clouds as he twisted it, twirling it in his right hand"Everything, the darkness that you are so fasinated about will be your end."

End of chapter 4. Please review