I know I am evil. I didn't mean to make Bakura act that way. I needed to soften him, but then make it possible to know that he was falling for someone who haunted him, but this relationship is challenging. So, sorry for keeping people waiting. It's just been hectic. I am seriously close to writer's block and when that happens, this fic will be ending….unless I get suffestions. Thank you all, if it weren't for all of your support this story would have never made it. I know I should just let them stop stalling, but I am trying to get them together without making it too convincing or easy.

Chapter 16

Together at Last

"Just wonderful, the Pharaoh's brat is going to let the puzzle dweller get involved in our matters. All because of you." Yami Bakura tried to sound menacing, but failed since he now knew the truth about Mariku had put him in a difficult position and saw him in a new light. A near fear.

"That is just like you to blame your problems on somebody else. I will not be your scapegoat." Yami Malik crossed his arms as he could not help, but look at Bakura's slim body and fantasies began to dance in his head.

Mariku closed his eyes as he had imagened spraying the raider with whip cream and other various sweet desserts and he would lick it off of him. He quickly shook them out. He did not understand why that thought had came to him.

Yami Bakura gazed at the door and barely remembered that he heard Yugi's voice a few secondes ago. His eyes turned ebony black and then glowed a hue of red as he knew the little runt was going to get the pharaoh involved in this. It would be a humiliating experience and the yami was not going to let Yami tlak his ears off, or threaten to banish him again. He brushed himself away from Mairku and walked towards a secret area that only he knew about.

He pulled on the stone statue of Ra that held a sword in one hand, and stumbled a bit because of his scarred left arm that was dripping profusely. He also did not notice that his pants were down and he was tripping over them. He happened to glance to the side seeing that the other spirit was taking in his every move. Stalking him, but not saying a word.

Mariku walked up to him in an almost unfriendly matter as he pushed him onto the inflated bean bag cushion. His broad tan form crawled onto it causing Bakura to scoot backwards and tried to fight the grip as the other reached forward and grabbed the raider's arm in a twisted direction and began licking the blood off of the thief's arm slowly. The blonde plantinum spirit's tongue began to intensify the thief's senses as he was forced to let the othe rhave his way because of his weakened state.

"Listen, what I did was in the past. Can't we just forget about it? Even I didn't remember of what happened. I won't do it again." Mariku stated firmly looking right into Bakura's eyes. In them he saw fear, anger and distrust.

"You are unpredictable. As much as I want to believe you, I can't. If it were so easy to forget the past, my vendetta on the Pharaoh would have been erased from my vision." Yami Bakura answered curtly, pulling his arm away though deep inside his soul was a close sigh of self pity.

For some reason, the robber could not let his eyes wander around the room. They stayed remotely on Mariku. He could not drag them anywhere else. Mariku didn't even look a bit upset over the matter. His curiousity was feeding his brain and he thought of telling the other spirit that his pants were down, but decided not to.

Instead, he got on top of the raider and placed his hands on his bare chest smoothly which gradually began to massage the thief. His fingers nails digging in slightly and drawing blood on Bakura's chest which he licked away. Mariku's fangs began to nip and kiss him roughly, making the black trench coat that Bakura was still wearing lose since he wanted to play with his neck.

"I should hate you for nearly taking my innocense, but I can't." Bakura confessed wondering inside his mind why he was allowing him to play with him.

"Then you must have a real attraction to me…in time you will grow to love me." Mariku smirked, his gaze once at the door, but then at the tomb raider that was forced underneath him.

"I can never love my enemy, but I can learn to tolerate him." Yami Bakura smirked back as he was forced onto his back. He felt the warm feeling of kissing and knew that it was a distraction meant to keep him occupied.

"Give yourself to me." Mariku whispered and was getting really close, but little did he knew the raider was onto his game as he smiled evily. Yami Bakura flipped Mariku who growled and tried to flip him back. The raider would not allow him to.

"It is too good to be true, huh Mariku?" Yami Bakura teased. "I mind you that I am not ready yet. So back off." The raider flicked the other darkness on the tip of his nose.

"You will never be ready if you don't overcome your fear." Yami Malik was trying very hard to control his temper.

"Oh, is that so?" Yami no Bakura cocked his brow and glared at Mariku with a hint of sarcasm and his eys grew bigger all of the sudden as if he were trying to scare him. "It has been three days. People who are beginning a relationship do not go right to sex in four days. It takes time. If you can't wait that long, then go find someone else."

"What about you? Does that make you the slut then?" Mariku laughed as his only way to not try to tear his dark lover to bits.

"I don't count because I had a tragic past." Yami no Bakura snapped back as he tripped again as he tried to walk.

"Well, it would have happened sooner if you weren't so ignorant to know that your pants are down." Mariku finally told him as he began to laugh hysterically.

"What?" Yami Bakura looked down and a pinch of redness covered his cheeks thoroughly as his pants quickly regained their height. "No wonder you were thinking of sex again." Bakura muttered as an idea popped into his head.

Bakura went up to Mariku and kissed him on the lips fiercely while his hands misleadly pulled the zipper down on the spirit's khakis. Mariku didn't even notice as he was too busy trying to dominate Bakura's lips. Now your fly is open. Bakura snickered to himself.

"Fine, you want to be secret lovers. Then I guess its okay with me. I found something else about you and I guess we can keep it between ourselves." Yami Bakura pulled away looking Mariku over for a second before his biting his tongue and fighting the urge to laugh at him.

They were too busy gazing into the other eyes when the voice from behind the closed door became two voices.

"I know you are in there Yami Malik." Yami's deep voice bellowed as the light from underneath the door began to appear.

Yami looked at the room before gazing at the two yamis who he thought were Ryou and Mariku. He felt the presence of two dark forces, but couldn't figure out which one it was. He had thought that Yami Bakura was the one who was in the Shadow Realm while Yami Malik was the one free, but in the custody of Malik's mind.

"Oh shit, it's the Pharaoh." Yami Malik whispered.

"Well, I guess I will have to play my acting game once again." Yami Bakura smirked as he tripped the Pharaoh on his ass.

"Ryou, are you okay?" Yami asked with concern as he twirled around to see that Mariku was hugging his waist. "Huh?"

For a moment, there was only silence as the darkness in Ryou's bangs began to disappear. It was now beginning to show a light shine to it as the evil visage were gone. "Oh yes I am fine." Yami Bakura chuckled as he pretended to be Ryou again.

"Why are you with Yami Malik?" Yami asked suspiciously as he narrowed his eyes at Mariku who gave him a frightening cold icy glare back.

"Because I want to see Malik and he says this is the only way I can." Yami Bakura lied feeling stupid for a second.

"Well, he is a bad influence on you and he threatened Yugi and my friends." Yami said with a tint of anger rising in his voice.

"I will take my chances. I am fine now. Please leave us alone." Yami Bakura said in Ryou's voice, and was getting a little bit annoyed that the Pharaoh wouldn't just leave them alone.

"Oh no I won't. I don't trust Yami Malik at all. If he and the side of Bakura joined then we would be in real trouble. Having one yami in the shadow realm is better than having two destructive yamis running around loose in this world."

After that comment Yami Bakura laughed darkly as the bangs stuck up much like they were a demon's horns. With the Millenium Ring he hoisted Yami to the wall and pulled out his dagger. He was going to enjoy this. Killing the Pharaoh had been one of his wishes and now he was going to take the opportunity to do so.

"This time you die Pharaoh. For all of the suffering and agony you put me through." Yami Bakura licked his knife and a deep sinister smile crossed his lips.

"Yami Bakura? How did you get back here?" Yami growled as he struggled with the energy, but found he could not break the shadow magic because the other spirit had activated his item first and was not distracted in any way.

Yami Malik smiled evily as he pulled out the Millenium Rod and surrounded the Pharaoh, then cutting him on the skin. "There are always ways out of the dark realm."

"You ignorant king. Don't you know Ore Sama always come sbakc? You, however, will not." Yami Bakura smirked as he slid one of his hands on the Millenium Puzzle and yanked on it.

End of Chapter 16. Who will triumph, good or evil? Please review.