Thanks for reviewing for those who did.I tell myself why do I create so much agony for Yami Bakura. I think I need to lighten it up a little. I know it seems like I am making him or Mariku the antagonist or maybe even Malik, but this is part of the story. As I said I am trying to keep them in character and being dark characters it will be difficult to make them passionate.

TombRobber45: Hello, people. I just discovered that the asterisks aren't working, but they would normally show up when a scene is changing. So, if you suddenly find that the scene has changed just remember that that is where the asterisks would have been. Thanks.

Disclamier: I do not own Yugioh, but I do own this story and others to follow.

WARNING: A little violence and some love making. DO NOT READ IF YOU DON"T LIKE!

Malik's hands slipped from the glass as he pulled out a rock from his jeans that Rishid had given him when he was training to become a tomb keeper. It was just in case this sort of thing would happen. "Thank you, brother." Malik closed his eyes and said to himself as he threw the rock at the prism shattering it to jump down from the mid air and into this soul room. The blonde hikari gazed his surrounding noticing the pierce black and reddish environment surrounded by shadows of the dead. He knew they wouldn't harm because he was a spirit for the time being so he visionalized himself on earth and found himself in a park.

Malik walked briskly as the wind messed up his blonde locks as he wandered toward a alley desperately trying to locate the shadow spirits' whereabouts. The tan skinned eyptian was appalled that their energy was in a gang hangout and that it was raining heavily.

"Why did they have to be all the way out here." The hikari groaned. If I get ammonia I will not be happy with my dark half at all." Malik ambled toward the shadowly mist where he saw two figures in a far distance wresting which to him was horse play.

Bakura could feel the naious, fatigued and pain surfacing deep down inside him as he felt Mariku becoming more restless as he continued to hurt the robber and anticipated of hearing the spirit of the ring cry out in agony.

"Go to hell." Bakura replied with the venom in his voice, biting his tongue to not give in, he did not notice Mariku's fangs were bracing his neck, while the tongue licked down his other arm siding down his chest as if circling his waist.

"I have already been there." Mariku smirked darkly his eyes began to feel an emotion he had never felt before lust and desire. He sneered at the response of the other who smirked and bit him in the wrist as a small portion of blood ran down the blonde yami's arm was licked.

"Idiot! Causing me pain only entices me to want you more." Mariku hissed grasping Bakura's hair and pulled on it at the long strands that then turned sharp which prickled his hand, but it did not phase the dark soul one bit, as Mariku licked his own hand.

So he does have a fasination for blood. I don't think he is human at all. What are you hiding from me Mariku? I better do this while he is distracted . Yami Bakura thought.

"So you admit it. Your passion for me is to be unexpected, but I do not feel the same way about you." Yami Bakura answered smirking wildly as Mariku hissed the clever thief seductively forced his tongue in the other's mouth stunning the spirit of the rod to have him release the silver haired thief's arm.

Kissing violently for a few minutes Yami Bakura wrestled and forcably flipped Yami Malik toward the ground so that now he crawled on top and straddled his waist biting, licking, feeling, massaging, the neck, shoulder, chest and then made his way lower. Mariku was shocked, but did not push him away and moaned deeply grabbing the thief spirit's ass when he slid his tongue down lower. He seem to like this sensation and was craving more as he heard his enemy purring from above him. Getting more comfortable and grinding against him. For the moment Mariku was eying the tomb robber's half naked sexy body.

"The tables have turned Mariku. Now you will feel my pain." Bakura slammed himself deep down inside Mariku growling wildly before thrusting back in before he knew what was happening. Mariku was being seduced, but didn't care. Purrs were heard as Bakura began to move rapidly sardonically causing more pain as the other spirit was craving more.

In his mind it was a game of revenge for touching him, but his body otherwise found it something more and it felt so good. The warmth was getting to him and he couldn't understand what it meant. He had a stragedy and the spirit beneath him was falling for it, however the criminal began to feel disoriented, and queasy.

Yami Malik was in world of pleasure,as he held the thief in his arms, but shortly noticed the tomb robber was getting ready to quit. The blonde pyscho was not ready to end it. He rised his swift foot up and kicked Yami Bakura in the lower abdomain causing him to fall back and double back in pain.

"Finish, or else I will kill you slowly until you beg to be dead quickly." Yami Malik locked eyes with the other spirit who was holding his stomach, the pressure was stinging and and made him dizzy.

"I refuse. Go ahead and try to kill me." Bakura growled stripping himself from his shirt to reveal his pale chest, stomach muscles, tasting the metallic blood in his mouth which he spit on the ground.

The Millenium Ring was now glowing and its daggers points were facing up.

"Maybe later. You intrigue me Spirit of the Ring." Mariku sat up and pulled the other yami into his lap forcing him to face him as he studied the dagger points on the item. The blonde's eyes now traced up his enemy's atanomany now realized that if he got too close he would be sliced from within as he leaned over his tongue once more in the thief's mouth. The toxicnating feeling almost made Yami Bakura submit to him as he felt the other yami losing control.

Malik couldn't believe his eyes from a distance he could sworn the two silohiuette were indeed his yami and Ryou's yami. But what were they doing? Malik shook his head and rubbed his eyes as he was digusted that they weren't trying to kill each other. His plan would be ruined if his yami fails to destroy the dark spirit that lives inside the ring. All he wanted was Ryou to be free and not have to share the bodies with his yami anymore. Malik smirked to himself perhaps his darker half was only playing and toying with his victim before deciding to kill him.

Yami Bakura was the first to sense Malik's presence and he tried to scrabble away from him. He had a reputation and knew Malik would tell Yugi's friends if he saw him going soft.

"Your hikari is here."

"Why would I care. He can't see what were doing." Mariku had forgotten that he was suppose to force the yami to gain Ryou control over his body.

"This is wrong. Stop." Bakura was deeply embarrassed now and hated feeling that way.

"Why? Are you afraid of ruining your reputation" You are not going anywhere."

"Mariku…Why are you doing this?"

"You lost the game, Akura…"

"This is still a game?…I thought you were trying to…"

"Shut up. What? You think I am doing this for real as if it meant something."

"No. I just feel weird." Yami Bakura tried to pull away gasping for breath.

"Thats it, suffer. You are almost there." Mariku could feel the spirit weakening very slowly.

Mariku looked at the other yami who was gaining his posture and pulling his pants up, but Yami Bakura felt a tiny bit of red cross his features in embarrassement as he slapped him in the face when he saw Mariku gazing at his body. "Pervert" he mumbled.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TWO DOING" Malik yelled pulling the cloak off them to see his yami aim his rod at Yami Bakura's throat.

"You dare touch me with your putrid pale sickly body? Die." The blonde spirit's rod gathered a plentiful of energy shooting it at the tomb raider who retaliated using his millenium ring to riccohot it which knocked both of the spirit's to opposite sides of the wall.

"Me...? You started this you sick fuck" Yami Bakura narrowed his eyes and ran forward his knife revealed jumping on Yami Malik pinning him to the ground with both hands each leg planted to the side of the other, stabbing him.

"Stop with the sexual harrassment." Yami Malik shoved Yami Bakura off him as Malik watched the two fighting at the time Yami Malik unshealted his rod.

"Will you two stop trying to kill each other" Malik hollered trying his best to remain calm as he noticed that his darker half had Yami Bakura in a twisted position he knew that the other spirit could not get out of.

"Now it is time for you to end your demise in this world." Yami no Malik snickered licking his lips as the millenium rod glowed profusely as he proceeded to swallow Yami Bakura in the shadows.

The Spirit of the Ring felt the atmosphere changing as the misty purple morphing shadow winds turned green and floating shadow like creatures that resembled eels with bared fangs were coming toward him. It brought back memories and he backed up his eyes showing rage, but total fear as they diolated because of his fear for going back to the shadows. He already visualized and felt the souls ripping him to shreds and his body began to deteriate real slowly.

Ryou felt his world crumbling down upon him as his soul room began to collaspe as he dodged through the clouds and escaped certain death holes that had risen from the ground. He could feel the energy of Malik's dark half and knew that if something happened to Bakura then he would go with him. He tried to call out his yami with thier telpathic link, but nothing was happening. He only heard and visualized his yami's screams as he heard deep haunting laugher from around him. Ryou saw bars being forced to trap him in a cage as if his yami's emotions were trying to save him. The hikari forced his eyes shut as he felt the screams getting louder and then slowly fading. There was nothing he could do. Ryou pulled out a rose that Malik had given him when he admitted that he loved him. The silvered haired light held it close to his aching heart while tears were falling down his face. Ryou knew he was dying.

"Malik, where ever you are. Please stop that psychotic half of yours. I don't want to lose you again." Ryou whispered. "I Love you."

Then his thoughts went to Bakura. "Please Bakura let me take control. I can stop him. Just trust me." Ryou knew it was pointless but it didn't hurt to try.

Somehow Ryou's thoughts were able to get to Malik as he stood in his yami's path. "Don't worry Ryou I won't let anything happen to you." he whispered and confronted his yami. "Mariku don't..." he grabbed and pulled the cloak where the gloating spirit stopped laughing his red placid purple orbs were now red and piercing Malik's soul in annoyance.

"Why should I spare him? I like to see people suffer. He means nothing to me. In a few moments he will be part of my power." Mariku laughed evily throwing his Malik to the ground.

"Why don't you kill me instead" Malik said in a said a quiet tone as he rised up from the ground prepared to sacrifice his life if it meant saving Ryou's. He was focusing his attention to his yami who seem disturbed for a second. The cries of agony and pain from the other spirit were dying away.

"It would be too easy besides I need someone to suffer and torture under my whim of pleasure." Mariku insisted.

"No, I won't let you kill my friend. He does not deserve this treatment. What were you two doing anyway" Malik refused to look at the cruel display by his yami who seem to be enjoying this game.

"That is none of your damn business. Friend? Don't make me laugh. Oh you are talking about when you and him teamed up against me? That was quite intriguing and more painful when you both failed miserably. That fool really thought he could defeat me and dispatch my body to the shadows for all eternity. I think you were the one who was getting on his nerves, as you both sparked my interest as fighting like a married couple. Malik, no one really cares about him si I am doing them a favor." Mariku calm voice resided to a low growl as if he resented the other yami.

"I know that, but then I thought if you released the shadows upon him then they would eat up Ryou's soul since he is part of him. You nearly destroyed my plan. You were seducing the spirit and it looked like you were trying to get in his pants." Malik blurted out.

"Why it doesn't surprise me that you were watching...After all you get your mind from me. There is no one who can ever make me experience the thing that you and Ryou share. The pathetic term you call love." Mariku laughed insanely and mocked the word.

"How would you ever understand. You are only a plague of evil that I released within myself and only knows hate, pain, torture, misery, chaos, and death. You can admit it or not, but I know that you have some kind of passion or interest with the spirit. My influence is rubbing off on you. If you were really a demon you would have never allowed him to touch you. Demon yamis shouldn't even be here to begin with." Malik spoke filling Mariku with the truth.

That is the end of chapter 6. Please review.