Hello people. It's me again. Sorry it took so long for me to update, but I have been busy with other things and I also have writer's block stocking me every waking moment. It seems that a lot of people have a feeling that Mariku will die soon. Well, I am unsure myself if I want to do that to him or not. It's getting so hard to update…

Chapter 26

Passion and Blood

It was 10:00 p.m. by the time the two spirits had clambered inside and locked the door before noticing that there was a note on the fridge from Malik and Ryou telling them that they had left to go to the movies and would return much later in the evening.

Mariku heard a loud buzzing noise coming from the kitchen and clumsily made his way to the oven and pulled from it the most disgusting piece of burnt something he had ever seen in his life. It had appeared to be barbecue ribs, but he couldn't truly tell at this point. He just stared at the strange looking thing and assumed that it had been burnt beyond being edible or even fit to taste.

Bakura spared a moment of his time to look over the note for him self and threw it down to the ground. He already knew the hikaris were gone and assumed they had left a while ago since Ryou would never have let anything happen to his house since he was the one that paid the rent.

Thus to the dark thief's knowledge the silver haired hikari didn't know about the food in the oven. The thief noticed Mariku's nostalgic state and had never seen this side of him trying to impress him or that his skin was pale and his eyes had a tint of being red shot, and he couldn't understand why the vampire would look so tired.

Then again he had never healed him self. Bakura guessed that his vampire boyfriend must have gotten drunk while he was gone. "Mariku, I'm not really hungry anyway. Don't worry about that thing…" He said and made a disgusted face at the sight of the burnt lump in the pan. "Besides that, I think we need to get some things straight." Bakura pulled the blonde Egyptian spirit away from the blackened meal and brought him to the couch and then sat next to him, but pretended as if the spirit was not present until Bakura smacked him across the face lightly.

Mariku eyed the raider as he rubbed the ailment on his cheek and also tried to squirm comfortably closer to Bakura who only pushed him back with is index finger. "What's wrong? You seem stressed out. Did I do something wrong? You are human now and need to eat." The Egyptian yami replied as he laid a hand on the other yami's cheek causing him to move away from him once again.

Bakura's eyes were not on him, but veered away at the ceiling and he knew that his lover was patient, but could also lose that patience quickly. There were still things the thief wanted to know and was hoping that giving Mariku the silent treatment that the other would blurt out what his intentions were. He wanted to know what Mariku was planning and also what he had planned when he was in the alley that fateful night. In a way he was testing Mariku's vampire powers and if the other couldn't comprehend then he knew that something was wrong with him.

Mariku did not fully understand Bakura's motives or this sigh of rejection, which was slowly registering in his brain. He could easily read the thief's mind, but didn't want to invade his privacy. The taller yami directed his eyes to the clock that read fifteen minutes after ten and he was shocked that Bakura hadn't spoken to him yet. Finally he decided to break the silence. "I was worried that you wouldn't come back and then I went after you. I saw disturbing images happening to you and I didn't want you to lose your life to my creator. I don't want to invade in your privacy so tell me what is on your mind." Mariku blurted out.

His voice was hoarse from crying and his gaze was still at the clock because he did not want Bakura to think of him as weak. "I can take care of myself. Besides, if I told you of my time at the asylum you would have gone crazy and destroyed half of Domino." Bakura paused for a moment and took a deep breath only to release it with a deep sigh. "I want to know what happened when you and I met. What were your intentions then?" Bakura lowered his eyes as he scooted over and touched Mariku's shoulder blades; Mariku's back had been turned to him after five minutes had elapsed before now.

Mariku felt the gentle massages on his sho0ulders and then moving down his back and he began to purr until the poison in his body began to tighten his throat muscles and it felt like a Boa Constrictor was constricting itself around him. He drew away from Bakura and felt his energy getting stronger when anger began to fill his soul. "Sure you could." Mariku's eyes were now piercing his own with fury as he swiped the hand roughly away from his back. "And if I hadn't been there y0ou would have been raped and then turned into a dark creature of then night like I was." The yami sardonically pushed Bakura into the couch so hard that it was getting hard for him breathe.

Bakura had noticed that Mariku's gentle attitude had changed dramatically and dangerously. It did not bother him because he was used to this dark, evil attitude, but he could easily tell that the other was hiding something from him. Also, he was avoiding his question on purpose.

"Mariku, I also risked your life and saved you from that other vampire. Can't you sense that something is wrong with you? Stop letting your pride get in the way and tell me what it is? Just because I am not what you are does not mean that I can not help you." Bakura broke free from the other spirit's grasp and glared at him menacingly hoping the other would back down.

Mariku only smirked darkly as he noticed the Millenium Ring glowing as he figured that his lover was going to read his mind. With fast reflexes the blonde held the string to the Millenium Ring and began twisting it tightly on Bakura's throat not to choke him, but to halt his advancement. "There is nothing wrong with me. So stop trying to read my thoughts with this trinket of yours." Of course Mariku was lying, and Bakura could sense the deceit in his voice, but he did not understand why the one he trusted would keep this secret from him. Slowly Bakura was losing his trust in Mariku and it was not a good thing since the robber was ready to give himself to him.

He was not having second thoughts, but he did not understand that his lover was doing this to save him. Bakura growled as he subsided the power in the Millenium Ring deciding to do it again when Mariku seemed to relax and loosely let his fingers slide off the rope through his index finger still touching it and skimming the gold as he brutally crushed his lips into the raider who fought back with equal force with his own mouth and started biting fiercely while crawling over and forcing the other's body underneath him as he began licking his chest and stomach.

"So, this is what you want? Fine, we can have this passion, but then afterwards you will tell me what you are hiding from me." Bakura sternly replied as he now was massaging Mariku's shoulders and he tensed a little from his fingertips. "We will see, Akura. However, don't just assume that just because you are in the dominant position that I will allow you to stay in it." Mariku smirked as he put his left hand in Bakura's hair and began to lick Akura's chest when he bared his fangs and hissed in alarm.

Bakura smirked. "Damn, I thought you were going to fall for it." Bakura's hand fished around in his pant pocket and pulled out a pouch. "This is what protects me from any vampires. I used it to trick Serpentus, however, when I cut myself I put the stuff on my blade before doing so, so that the garlic would be on the surface." Mariku nodded sinisterly as he pulled away from Bakura and then wandered outside onto the balcony for a moment starring at the moon letting his eyes wander peacefully across the dark atmosphere as he saw the clouds creeping towards the white sphere of light and shadows.

He sighed as he began to strip of his shirt and then began to heal his wounds on his body with a mere thought. The poison in his body began to decrease and was not attacking him anymore, but Mariku knew that the risk he was going to do was going to speed up the venom, but to him it was worth it. He want to spend this one night with Bakura because he wasn't sure if he could last another night or even exist.

The yami of the darkness looked over the ledge and then jumped down when he heard Bakura's voice calling for him. Bakura seemed astonished as he saw Mariku jump down and as he looked down the rain from the clouds began to sprinkle slightly and with the balcony being wet and all he lost his balance and slipped, falling into white foamy stuff, but he was drenched from head to toe when he realized that he was under the water.

The water jet's force was pulling him down to the bottom of the spa. He pulled himself up and coughed violently as he struggled to pull his body out of the sinking death trap. "What the hell was that thing?' Bakura sat on a lounge chair and was disgusted as he noticed that his black trench coat was soaked and fell heavy as he pushed it off his shoulder and his pants were snug against his body from being wet. He even smelled of chlorine as he noticed bubbles coming out of the water and a head broke through the surface and Mariku shook his hair roughly so that the figure's spiky hair didn't resemble his lighter half's hair.

"I didn't expect you to follow me. It surprises me that a tomb raider of your caliber was not cautious, but decided to dive right into disaster. Since your curiosity has brought you out here why don't you join me?" Mariku smirked patting the ripples with his fingers, flicking the droplets at Bakura as the blonde leaned his body up against one of the jet streamers in relaxation. " I never knew that Ryou had one of these things." Mariku said and sighed as he sank a little further into the warm sensation.

"I am not going back into that watery grave. I nearly drowned." Bakura crossed his arms as he tried to get his hair to stick up again, but was having trouble as he was drenched like a wet Possum and he could tell that Mariku found him a sight to see. "Apparently Ryou doesn't tell you everything. Malik has one of these things and he must have convinced you hikari to get one so that we all could enjoy one for ourselves. As for you, jumping in like that was reckless and you could have used the stairs that were beneath the ledge instead of leaping in like an idiot."

"I only jumped because I find it more fun this way." Bakura smirked mischievously. Seeing Mariku like that made him more appealing and it was giving him strong urges. Sure Mariku was half nude, but he had never seen him in this light nor had he ever seen him wet and looking this delicious.

He immediately lost his fear for the spa as he began to tear at his pants trying to rip them off. "You should know that I love the sign of danger as well, Mariku." The blonde smirked, as he knew full well that his persuasion to get Bakura into the whirlpool was working. He couldn't help but also stare at the tomb robber's slim physique. His hormones were going crazy as if there were not tomorrow, and he was licking his lips in anticipation, as he liked what he saw.

His psychotic gene in his body was erupting to take the raider roughly and have him love him in return. He was a predator and was not going to stop this time. He knew he had little time left, but wanted to spend as much time with his dark lover as he was allotted. He promised himself that he would dominate this time and unexpectedly.

Mariku let his eyes ravage Bakura's body and stood up a little to let the tomb robber admire his own chest teasingly as he was filling up with foam. "You are so much like me, Akura. Can't you see that we are perfect for each other?" Bakura after a few minutes of cursing was able to pull of his jeans, revealing his sliming boxers that were clinging to his waistline. He then jumped into the spa with a large splash.

The two yamis immediately looked the other over until Bakura made the first move and swam over to where Mariku was leaning against the metal bar that was attached to the pool and proceeded to press his body against him. His tongue flickered into his mouth as Mariku held him against him. He participated also by letting his hands feel the raider's body, who stifled back a moan as he bit down on his tongue.

"Do you know what else people do in this spa besides relax into the bliss of the hot temperature that their body withstands?" Bakura asked as he pulled away to play with Mariku's hair and began licking his ear seductively. This was not a no-brainer. Mariku knew exactly what the thief of darkness was referring to, as his smile was now becoming mischievous as he laughed.

With his magic powers he made a champagne bottle appear with two curved glasses as he poured bubbly liquid into them. He handed one to Bakura who took it gradually as he smirked and then looked Mariku as they clanged glasses and both drank from them. Neither yami knew what the stuff was nor did they much care. They only wanted to try something different and had briefly watched other couples drinking it.

To Mariku's surprise, the liquid didn't irritate his throat at all. Though because of the alcohol in his system it wasn't increasing the venom in his body to respond like it would in humans. It was another thing that was good about being a hybrid. "Enlighten me, Akura, what else do people do in a spa besides drink, eat, talk, and relax?" Mariku was playing dumb on purpose. He wanted Bakura towards him so that he could think of a way to dominate him without him knowing it. The mischievous grin did not leave the tomb robber as he snickered and then placed the glass on the edge of the spa. "They h have sex or as we say they would fuck each other." Bakura chuckled and snaked his arms around Mariku's neck tightly and kissed him while his body edged itself into his lap turning to face him. The shadow yami smiled as he allowed Bakura to brush himself against him and began massaging the raider's abdominal.

The tomb robber did not pull away as he used his Millenium item's points and slid it across Mariku's chest lightly as he leveled his tongue to lick the blood from him. Unknown to him was that the poison's reaction was to stimulate faster if there was any type of sexual contact to get the blonde's blood flowing. Mariku tried to support Bakura's weight on him and bit into Bakura's left shoulder blade and then his tongue and teeth aggressively nipped at his neck. Bakura cried out in pain, but was silenced when Mariku shoved his tongue into his mouth and held him closer to his body.

Bakura began to shiver a little, but ignored the feeling in his body. He could not understand what the fear in his body was telling him, but he breathed slowly fighting the urge to not pull away from his lover. Mariku's one hand was aggressively working to remove the raider's boxers and he did not want him to show fear.

Bakura knew what Mariku was doing and would not let him do it to him. He was ready and was not going to back down again. It was natural after all. He could handle Mariku no matter how much torture the guy could put him through. "Akura, I know that you are used to being controlled, but this one time I wish to be." I know how much you can handle." Mariku whispered in his ear as he only nipped at his neck with his tongue, but to Bakura the feeling felt like he was trying to murder him. "Trust me. I am not going to kill you." Mariku began calming him down again and started to massage him and even kissed him tenderly. Bakura nodded as he felt like he was sweating profusely.

In his heart, he gained trust through Mariku, but something in his soul was telling him to find out what that things was. He felt some sort of leveling out his energy force and then flourishing again. "I trust you. I just have a feeling something is wrong." Bakura answered as he then felt the shadow in him. He jumped in shock and clenched his teeth, holding his tongue firm so that he could bit it so that he would not scream out.

His nails were grasping Mariku's back and chest and making dark red marks in it as he closed his eyes hoping the pain would leave him. He felt his eyes burning with water threatening to run down his cheeks. Mariku knew what he was doing and was being gentle though this was not to his liking, but he did not want to bruise his lover with his first experience. He felt Bakura's chest going up and then down as his breathing patters began to slightly relax back into their normal routine. "Bakura, calm down and do not tense up like this. It will only hurt more if you do." Bakura nodded as he relaxed and let his lover love him in whatever way he wanted him to. The tomb robber began purring softly as he embraced Mariku and hung onto him for comfort.

After their loving moments together, the two yamis had soon grown tired and then wandered back to Bakura's room where Mariku watched his lover fall to sleep. He gave him a necklace and placed it on the pillow as he then slowly tried to sneak off when Bakura opened his eyes and caught him off guard. "Leaving so soon, Yami Malik? It is my time to express my passion for you." Bakura smirked as he jumped on the blonde and began kissing him and loving him as well. Mariku sighed as he then felt tears coming to his eyes as he did his best to fight them away.

Bakura saw him crying and thought that it was strange how someone like the shadow dweller would ever express this kind of emotion like this. "Mariku, alright, I am sick of your lies. What the fuck is happening to you? You had better not deny that something is wrong because I have sensed your life force acting strangely this evening." Bakura demanded as he sat on top of Mariku so that he couldn't get away so easily.

"You can't do anything for me anymore." Mariku muttered in a low voice hoping Bakura wouldn't have been able to hear him. He turned his gaze on him. "I saved you and that is all that matters. I have risked my life for love and if you wear that necklace on the bed you will find out how to save someone you care about." Mariku then looked at the clock and pushed Bakura off of him. "I have to leave now. The sun is going to rise and as a shadow of the night it would kill me if I stayed here." He kissed him passively before walking around the room with Bakura's keen eyes watching him intensely. Mariku left in a puff of smoke. This left behind a confused raider who had no idea what the other had meant by what he had said.

He blinked in astonishment as his gaze met the necklace, which was a gift to him and was glowered in jewels and gold.

That is the end of Chapter 26. This chapter was really hard to write. Stay tuned to the last chapter next time. Please review.