Thanks for reviewing. It helps me update more. There are some things I want to try, but I am not sure how much would allow for certain scenes. So if you don't like don't read. I was thinking of having the hikaris having their own bodies, but then again it might be confusing. Please give me suggestions. Do you guys want them to have their own bodies or not? I f I get an suggestion then they will continue to share the same body as their yami.

Disclamer: I don't owe Yugioh. If I did then it would have been dubbed the way it was supposed to have been with no name changes or story line altering.

change of scene

Yami and hikari links

Mariku Malik/

Bakura Ryou/

On with the story Chapter 5 Twisted Intentions

Yami Malik smiled pyschotically as the dark spirit resembled the same visage perhaps in a way to intimidate his victim as he noticed the electrifiying auroa surrounding his body. The dark mist had returned once again, however the environment of a house was more like a void. It was swirling with black and red shadows as it revealed solichete hollow spirits that flew around the room. This did not fase the dark pyscho at all as he intiniated it as another challenge.

Yami Bakura's razer spiked bladed bangs stuck out more giving him a darker expression of a demon that was consealed in the shadows. He revealed no phase in the aspect of attacking Mariku with his own blade, as his sadistic chocolate orbs transformed into blood red and fangs shown much like a thirsty vampire on the verge of of rampaging in search of human DNA. He gazed at his own host on the stair case who was starring up from upside down. A hysterical laugh was heard as he descended to the stairs and smirked at Ryou who was trying get up, but was pushed back down. The yami knew that his vessel would try to control him like last time, but this time he was ready for him.

Bakura using his temporary body used his left foot and pounded it down in Ryou's side having the hikari scream out in pain. Bakura did not care he enjoyed seeing other's in pain and misery he only grinned of hearing the sounds of agony. "You will never confront me again" He stated.

"Bakura, show me how you earned the name of being the shadows or the darkness. I doubt you are." Mariku snickered as he noticed Bakura's attention was no longer on him but on his host.

"The darkness that you are fasinated with will tear you apart through limb, bone and flesh until you only a skeleton and then nothing more than ashes". Bakura replied in a dark tone.

"You wish to kill me off? Quite ironic for another darkness to swallow his pride and hope for the other darkness to take over."

"What is that suppose to mean" The other dark spirit, growled and suddenly lunged at the darker side of Malik, realizing his mistake when the demon flipped him on his back.

"Don't worry Akura, you'll find out when the time is forshadowed in your soul to know what your existance has bestowed upon you." Yami Malik slid his tongue out, crouching down to meet the other's eyes that showed almost compassion through the purple mist.

"Oh, so now I have a nickname? How touching." Yami Bakura stated saracastically his eyes burning into lavender.

"It suits you. That is what you really are a sadisitic, evil, blood thirty demon." Mariku smirked.

"You are going to wish you are dead if you DARE touch me." Bakura gave Mariku a deady hatred glare as he noticed his wrists were held tightly down by Mariku.

"You are in no position to do anything to me weakling. Harm me anyway you please for I desire pain. It is pleasure to me." Mariku held out his millenium rod leveling it at Bakura's chest.

Bakura hissed in frustration hoping to stagger to his feet and cause the other darkness to step backward from his unusal postion. The stealer of souls glanced his shadowly eyes up at the figure that was starring down at him. Thoughts were drilling in the raider's one track mind of how to get out of this kind of situation. For a moment both of the yamis couldn't help, but stare blindlessly at the other until Yami Bakura made the first move.

"You stupid son of a bitch. You don't know that I will decentigrate your soul if you try anything risky, but I will let you play your insane sick game. I am the shadows so don't forget and that I will kill you when you least expect it."

Smiling to himself in his head he had come up with a game. Holding the knife behind him, He raised head up, his lips meeting Yami Malik's whose startled conplexion looked at him in horror, but began to be drawn to accept what he was doing as the plantium haired eyptian's hands rested on the tomb raider's back, neck and lowered his tongue entering the tomb raider's inviting mouth. Yami Malik explored the sweet crevages of the other darkness at that same moment he felt his own hormones burn within as if something was needed, however he refused to go any further.

Yami Bakura aburptly forced the spirit off him not liking the close contact which he allowed in order to contradict his own stragedy to escape this troubled lunactic's mind. To catch the blonde dark offguard had nearly won his freedom though his objection to have the other spirit oblinge with his thoughts.

"What is wrong with me? I was supposed to knife him in the back, but then I hesitated. Damn it... I am NOT going to sprout an interest in this maniac, but it seems to me that it is the other way around the destroyer. Have I completely lost my mind? Do I have feelings for my enemy?"

Mariku smiled evily and was about to drag the millenium rod's dagger into Bakura's chest when he noticed the soul stealer's hikar had walked forward. Knowing that Malik would intervene Mariku quickly stepped back until he was half way through the wall. He had made the shadowly appearance of the void vanquish back to Ryou's house.

"We will meet again tomb robber. Then when that time does come we will finish our little game." Mariku sliced Bakura in the shoulder and then disappeared.

Yami Bakura's licked the blood off his shoulder and his gaze fixiated on Ryou's who was giving him a sour look as he stepped toward him in a careful matter to not anger the spirit. The spirit materalized into his soul room whoch was shattered with blue grayish purple misty clouds with a touch of red in them as he crossed his arms looking at Ryou defiantly.

"What the hell are you doing" I can handle that loser myself. Hikari, you do know that I will not easily forgive you for that."

"I stopped you before and I will again if you continue to threaten him. He is part of Malik and I don't want you to do harm to my friend."

"Friend? Malik." Yami Bakura laughed in haugthy mocking tone"I can't believe you have emotions for that little spiteful pest. You do know that Malik was the one who helped me injure your arm do you not"

"I...don't ... care...He didn't mean to and that is because of the influence over his darker side." Ryou tried to defend his friend for he knew his yami could easily twist the truth to his liking.

"Say what you want...I have business to do and that freak lost my deck so I need to go back and reclaim it." Bakura smiled sardonically at Ryou as the millenium ring began to glow around his neck.

"No" Ryou backed up against the wall feeling his body quivering and sliding forward. "I won't let you steal from Yugi's grandfather's shop."

"Shut up. Your pathetic weak, broken, body can't resist my power now come forward." Yami Bakura demanded his temper rising.

Mariku had wandered back toward the Ishtar's residence just in time before the sun had risen. He quickly let Malik have control as he layed asleep in his own soul room. The blonde hiraki rubbed his eyes as he noticed that it was early morning and that his yami had given refuge in his millenium rod. Yawning loudly Malik, gazed outside and noticed that a dark shadow was walking down the street to the Mutou's shop. He shrugged his shoulders and slowly made his breakfast and then watched from window while eating his cereral.

Before he could blink he saw the glass broke and the figure scurried outside and ran out quickly down to the park. Malik saw his attire and quickly changed from wearing the cloak and black shirt and kanki pants to a sweatshirt and jeans. He raced outside and noticed that the figure was Bakura who was glowering at his deck and quickly put it in his left pocket. Malik approached the dark yami causally hoping to talk with him and let Ryou have control over his body for once.

Yami Bakura noticed Malik's presence and rolled his eyes. He was not in the mood for company especailly with someone who he was tricked into following orders for.

"Do you ever let Ryou, have control over his own body" Malik asked noticing that the dark spirit was still wearing the black trench coat and that annoyed expression on his face told Malik he didn't want to be bothered.

"I do whenever I feel like it." Yami Bakura responded hastily smirking at Malik's choice of clothes. Bakura wouldn't be caught dead wearing a sweater. It was one of the reason's why he remained in control over Ryou.

"Mariku lets me take control...Malik tried to ignore the yami's statement of mockery.

"Whenever the sun hits the sky." Bakura replied boredly. "I already know that he doesn't like the light. I don't either, but it doesn't stop me from doing of whatever I please. Your yami is a coward." Bakura leveled his eyes at Malik who seem to be growing nervous around the yami.

"Do I frighten you Malik" Bakura's eyes widen with delight as he noticed the uneasiness. "That is funny because before when we first met you seem like the bossy little conving confident hard strong brat."

"Then you don't know me really well then do you Bakura." Malik replied in a cocky tone smiling mischievously his eyes scaling the raider's body as he climbed onto the park bench.

"What? You think that because you were my partner that I..."Bakura shook his head drowing out the thoughts. "That is NEVER going to happen." Bakura pushed Malik back on the grass.

"Don't be so stupid Bakura...You rather have my yami than me." Malik frowned jumping up at Bakura who punched him in the gut.

"Oh sure. I will fall for my greastest enemy. The one who had my body swallowed up into the Shadows, no thanks to you." Bakura said with sarcasm though his eyes narrowed meant that he never forgave Malik for what he got him into.

"He was ruining my life and I wanted it back. You wouldn't understand because you are just as cruel as him as you are to Ryou. You were my last hope of gaining my body back. But no, you had to sacrifice our life points to just show off and try to make him feel fear. My darkness does not know fear nor would he express it easily. It is YOUR fault that we lost that duel." Malik argued back.

"If I remember correctly it was YOU who was the one who begged ME to duel your yami. I only agreed because I wanted the millenium rod. Then you had to just keep your blabbering mouth going and have me lose focus because you didn't funkin agree with my methods of dueling. Well let me tell you one thing. I HAVE HAD 3,000 YEARS EXPERIENCE AND I DIDN'T NEED YOU TO INTERFERE AT ALL. Besides they were my life points you parasite. I was the one dueling not YOU."

Yami Bakura stated angerly the darkness fueling his body once more.

"Well you shouldn't have been so reckless with them." Malik reeled back and kicked Bakura in the groin causing the other darkness to scream out in pain. Now he knew what Mariku felt like.

Malik's anger then turned to sorrow as he saw Bakura knelt over and breathing heavily as he fell to his knees, his head bent to the ground with his teeth clenced.

"Bakura, I didn't mean to..." Malik tried to help him up and console him.

"Get...away...from...me..." Bakura said slapping Malik's hand away as he waited a few minutes and very slowly limped and walked off not looking back as he wandered in no direction particular.

Malik lowered his head and was deeply ashamed of himself. He had lost his temper and only was trying to get Bakura to trust him, but he had just blown it. Little did he know was that his yami had watched the whole thing and knew that his hikari seem to have some kind passion with the tomb robber. He wasn't sure if the tomb robber and Malik had even been close, but he was wasn't going to let him get in further. Bakura was his enemy and his slave and he wanted to torture him some more.

Now look what you've done.

/I didn't mean to do that/

Forget it Malik. I have had it with you let me out right now

/No, its only the afternoon/

Fine..a little bit longer, but if I see you make a pass at him again. I will not hestitate

Malik closed the link wandering why his yami cared but shook his head as he ran after Bakura who was scaping his knife at the walls of a school yard the screeching sound of the dagger hurt Malik's ears, but then his eyes grew wide when he saw Bakura level it at his arm again.

"Oh no you don't. I will not have you cause Ryou more pain." Malik tried to grab the weapon out of Bakura's fingers.

"Didn't I tell you to leave me alone. What are you brain dead" Bakura pinned Malik to the wall his fist clenched as he was about to punch him when he hesitated.

/Yami don't you dare hurt Malik. If you do his yami will come out and protect him/

I am not afraid of that spikey urjin haired freak

/You know it is wrong. Stop causing people who I care about pain/

Bakura shook his head driving the thoughts out of him. It was so hard sharing a body with Ryou, but he knew that if he had his own body he wouldnt have to worry about the host anymore and sometimes he wished he did have a body not just a temporary one.

"Bakura, of what I did… I am sorry." Malik swallowed. "You know I have feelings for Ryou and that is why you stopped."

"Malik, I...don't see you as a enemy. Only your yami is the one who I must kill. He humliated me and that pain hasn't stop hurting."

"I know you hate him, but you don't have take your anger on me." Malik slowly came behind the yami and put his arms around his waist.

"Hey enough with the mushy stuff." Bakura pulled him away seeing a pain expression fall on Malik as the hikari began holding his head.

I WARNED YOU

/No, I was only apologizing. There is nothing wrong with giving a hug to anyone./

I don't care. I said to not touch him

/I wanted him to let Ryou out. I miss him/

The Spirit of the Ring will only retatilte if he has no choise.

/Fine. Do what you can to make Ryou appear/

What's in it for me

/After I see Ryou and save him from his dark side once and for all. You can kill the dark spirit/

What an inticing offer. I do desire toture, blood and death

Malik felt his consciousness leaving him as he found himself whisped in the crystal prism again." NO, Let me out. I never told you to put me back in this thing. I hate this thing. I will get out of here. Just you wait and see. I will get even" Malik fell hard on knees pounding rapidly at the glass as if having a tantrum until he felt his palms bleeding.

Bakura looked at the expression on the other's face and saw the evil gleam of Mariku's eyes and knew that Mariku had taken over once again.

"Oh shit. It's you again." Bakura replied calmly not wanting the other spirit to trace the signs of fear towards him.

"I'm so glad you missed me." Mariku replied in a sinister mocking tone."Now slave, it is time for some fun." Mariku reached out and bit Bakura's shoulder and soon as the white haired darkness screamed out he pushed his tongue into thief's mouth so aggressively almost cutting off the yami's air supply.

Yami Bakura would have bit down on Mariku's tongue, but found it hard since Mariku had pressed him firmly against a dumpster. Only after the tomb robber felt the robber feeling light headed did he let go. He glanced up at the dark clouds and knew that it was going to rain again. He felt the water dripping off his back and making his trench coat very heavy.

Water dripped off his hair reflecting his reflection in the moist wet puddle, eyes glaring maliciously at the other spirit as if a sadistic invitation was going to take place on the other's mind as he tried to scrabble away from the dumpster.

"Leaving so soon" Mariku jeered lacing his arms behind Bakura as if passionally in a sweet matter massaging his back, but then he reached into his pocket pulling a rope out and began to draw dark lines into his skin.

"I am trying to get away from you." Yami Bakura spat crossly feeling his knees being squashed in as he desparately tried to shake off the blonde's arms circling around his waist which Bakura tried to move them, but found them bonded behind his back.

"Isn't this interesting the prey is fighting relentless with his whole strength, but can't escape the the preditor." Yami Malik smirked, as he took his arms away from Yami Bakura's waist lifting them from inches of touching the other yami's millenium item who tried to turn away from the skitzo yami his glare more disturbed and digusted as before.

WARNING: Only read this part if you are old enough. You can't say that i didn't give warning.

"Get away from me and cut the the bullshit of playing this kind of game." The spirit tempted to kick him, but Yami Malik pushed his leg out settling between them as he forced them apart having a hard time with the pants and pulled the zipper with his teeth.

Yami Bakura gave him the coldest darkest glare he could give anyone and wished that he could free himself before he became voliated. He ignored the sensation traveling through his body as Mariku was successful of taking his pants half way down and then began licking him where he was kicked by Malik earlier. He felt a nudge, but hissed back in pain and irritation as he felt the warmth of Mariku's tongue sending shivers down his entire frame and teeth nipping at him.

"You taste delicious." Yami Malik raised his head and then lowered it his long tongue seductively teasing Bakura who was cursing in Eypt and still struggling with his ropes violently while the tongue traveled southward.

Yami Malik rose his head to see his victim's reaction which was cold, but seemed relaxed, but also tense. Yami Bakura was breathing hard and Mariku only smiled twistedly as he bit down and glowerd at the sound of agony in Bakura's voice. Once he was satisfied he pulled Bakura to him forced his head down made him do it and then french kissed him.

After a few minutes Bakura bit down on his tongue and growled at Mariku who was laughing insanely as he had enjoyed himself.

"Don't you dare do that again! Untie me right now. You sicko" Bakura ordered.

"If I untie you promise not to run away, and also enjoy this."

"NEVER! I am not promising you anything you demon bastard." Yami Bakura's snipe comeback seem to enlighten the other yami further.

"Mariku, what the fuck are you doing? You sick demon don't even try to..." Bakura is interrupted as the blonde dark purred nuzzling the thief quite contently his arms crossed on Bakura's chest and head relaxed on the silver haired eyptian's shoulder while the tongue slithered down the white spirit's ear.

"Relax, Akura, what are you afraid of." Mariku teased his finger tips grazing the yami's body. The motion caused the spirit to jump a few feet in the air.

"You sick..." he began until Yami Malik in preditory style slid his tongue in roughly fangs gracing the thief's mouth causing him to be at a loss of words somewhat pleasured by the violent kiss he was receiving.

"I know you enjoyed that." Mariku licked his lips a new instinct coming into his mind, but he was hestitate if he should take it or not.

"Get off me." Yami Bakura felt the coldness seeping into him and his skin and nerves began to quiver until he felt found something covering up his body. Mariku had taken off his cloak to keep him warm.

"Don't worry. I am not going to go any furthur. If I let you go now you will freeze." Mariku pressed his clothed body roughy against the other yami. Doing his best to keep him warm.

Yami Bakura nodded as he took advantage of the opportunity as he aggressively shifted himself so the darker spirit was closer to his body. Without thinking he bit down on th tomb guardian's spirit's lips and started dominating his mouth. Yami Malik took the seduction fighting back with equal force. The thief spirit felt the millenium rod in the other's belt and with is left foot threw it into the air landing behind him and grasp it, cutting the bondage off his wrists. Once free Yami Bakura pressed Yami Malik on the ground holding his neck tight but failed to notice that the spirit of the rod had pulled his arm back and pinned the other hand down with the millenium rod. It didn't pierce his hand, but it was kept out of the way.

"Ow. damn! You're hurting me." Yami Bakura gritted his teeth not wanting Yami Malik to know he was in pain or satify him further noticing the skitzo yami was holding his arm down squeezing it while his back was forced furthur into a wall.

"Good. The pain reveals that you are alive and suffering. I will definitely enjoy this. Yami Malik with his left hand was touching Yami Bakura's chest his claws digging in slightly.

Mariku smiled evily at his own twisted game he was playing. This was the only way that the thief would be forced to have Ryou reclaim his body. It was what Malik wanted after all. Mariku's only true intention was to make Bakura suffer though he wanted the hikari of Bakura to feel fear as well as the dark half. The stubbornish of the raider was making his patience thin and he wasn't sure how much longer the theif would allow his sadistic game to play out. Bakura though had his own little game in mind. He was going to get even some way or the other. Mariku had pushed his buttons furthur and that was his biggest mistake.

Sorry I made this chapter too long. Please review.