Oh look at this. I don't know what the hell that was but anyway. Here's the update. I've finally finished writing this damn story don't know if I said that already but anyway there are a total of sixteen chapters. I'm not gonna reply to reviews here so instead I created a livejournal account specifically for that and maybe some other things so if you had a question or just want to know what I said in response to your review.The linkis in my bio page. It may not be right away but it should be done before today is done. I'm gonna copy all the reviews for the last chapter and copy and paste onto a Word document and I'll reply that way so I'm not still on line (I have dial-up it sux so much!) and then when I get back on later I'll post it. But anyway here's the chapter...hopefully no one will want to kill me after this.

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Anzu raised a hand to knock on the door but something made her stop. Setting her hand on the doorknob she gave it a slight twist. To her surprise it popped open. She cautiously pushed open the door and walked in. There was no one in the front hall like she half-expected there to be. She noticed something glinting at her from the bottom step of the staircase. She walked over and bent down to pick it up. Upon her inspecting it, she realized it was a golden rose petal. She looked up seeing more of them on the steps. She ascended the stairs at stopped at the top of them. By then she figured out they were leading her somewhere so she followed the trail further down the hall until it ended at a door. It took her a moment to realize she hadn't opened the door like she thought she did and she reached her hand out to it. However before she touched it, the knob turned and the door opened all the way. Slowly she walked into the room, visuals of every possibility swimming through her head. When she got within ten feet of the king-sized bed in the middle of the room, she heard the door behind her creak as it slowly shut, but before she could turn around, a strong pair of arms wrapped around her waist, holding her firmly against the owners' body.

"I see you've learned not to disappoint me. That's very fortunate for you." A dark voice whispered in her ear.

Anzu gulped hard as she prepared herself for whatever was to come.

-A Few Hours Later-

Kaiba yawned as he walked into his office. He moved towards his desk, his fuzzy mind still on parts of the meeting he just got out of. He noticed a red light flashing on his phone, alerting him that he had a message waiting. He picked up the receiver and pushed a button to listen to the messages as he shut down his computer for the night. A few of the messages were from other business associates and he deleted those without fully listening to them, already knowing what they wanted. He almost deleted the last one as well until he heard Anzu's voice. It surprised him that she called since she usually would wait until he got home to tell him anything. He could hear the fear and nervousness in her voice along with the urgency in her plea for him to be the one to pick her up. Smiling slightly to himself, he vaguely wondered if she harbored the same feelings. As he gathered his things, he called the house to alert the staff that he'd be arriving soon along with Miss Mazaki then he left the office to his waiting limo.

-Ten Minutes Before Kaiba Arrives-

Anzu woke to a slight shift on the bed. Opening her eyes and forcing them to focus, she realized her bed partner was now sitting up. Using her arm to push off the bed, she sat up as well. Observing him carefully, Anzu realized it was Malik and he had a dagger resting in his hands. She resisted the urge to hug him as she didn't want to trigger anything.

"Malik are you sure you want to do this?" She asked him in a painful whisper.

"Yes it's the only way." He answered then he was silent for a moment. "But I want you to know that I'm sorry. For everything I put all of you through. I wish that I had never met any of you. Most of all I wish I had never become so angry with my father. If I hadn't none of us would be where we are now nor would Marik exist and then you wouldn't be in such a position now. I really don't want you witnessing this but I need you here if for any reason something should go wrong." He added.

"I won't leave you Malik. I wish we didn't have to do this either but there's nothing we can do." She said.

Malik nodded but stayed silent, staring at the blade in his hand. For several moments he didn't move nor did he say anything; he just continued staring at the blade. This made Anzu worry that something might be wrong and never before had she ever wished she could be wrong. Suddenly Malik grabbed her arm and made a diagonal slit on the inner part of her arm from her elbow to her wrist. Anzu gasped aloud, clutching her arm to her to her sheet-clad chest once he released her.

"Malik what are you-"

"Thought you could get away from me that easily did you?" Another voice interrupted; another voice that was deeper and darker, making Anzu gasp in shock as her eyes widened, her mind reverting back to her nightmare.

"No." She muttered pitifully.

"You think you're so fucking clever don't you!" He exclaimed angrily, making her jump.

She moved to get off the bed but the sheet was wrapped tight around her body and he jerked her back.

"No please don't!" She begged.

He backhanded her, knocking her off the bed to the floor. Her arms immediately flew out to brace herself from the fall, to protect her baby. She tried to get back up but he kicked her in the side, knocking her back down.

"Please stop." She begged again.

He squatted down beside her, threading his fingers through her hair as he jerked the strands up.

"And to think I loved you." He said once her face was almost level with his then he brought the back of his hand across her cheek again.

"If you do then why are you doing this?" She asked between gasps of air.

"I guess I just like it rough." He shrugged as he stood and walked back over to the bed. "I think, once I'm finished with you, that I'll go play for a bit with Malik; after all this was his idea." Marik said as he began to make his way back to her.

Anzu pushed off the floor to sit on her knees. "No leave him alone." She begged through her struggle to sit up.

He smirked at her as he dropped to his knees before her. "Well you're not going to have much say in that." He told her.

Anzu frowned in confusion then gasped when something pierced through her abdomen. She looked down in shock and saw his knife. She continued to stare at it for a few seconds then she smiled as she jerked the knife out.

"Well I guess we don't have to worry about Satan's spawn running around." She said as she stabbed him in the left side of his chest, not bothering to try and miss his heart; if she was lucky enough to hit it.

He gritted his teeth, trying not to yell out. "What the hell are you talking about?" He demanded.

"Well," She began as she threw the knife across the room out of their reach. "I was pregnant…about three months." She told him.

She loved the reaction she got. His face held a look of shock and what looked to be a flicker of hurt and regret.

"Why didn't you fucking tell me?" He demanded.

"You didn't seem to care about anything else but you so what did it matter if you knew nothing of this? It's not like you would've cared." She spat at him.

"And what makes you think that?" He asked her with such venom in his voice filled with hurt, anger, and betrayal. He straightened and instead of slapping her, he punched her in her left cheek.

'Seto where are you?' was her only thought as she braced for his wrath.

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Seto heard a voice in his head that wasn't his own.

'Seto where are you?'

Fearing the worst, he told the driver to floor it. He arrived at the Ishtar mansion within minutes and flew up the pavement and into the house. Once he was on the second floor, he took a wild guess and opened the door closest to him. It turned out he was right for lying in the middle of the floor was Malik, a pool of blood beneath him. As he walked a bit closer, he noticed the wound in his chest and the deep gash in his throat just below his Adam's apple. He was thankful that Malik's eyes were shut or he would've thrown up right then. A quiet sob caught his attention and he lifted his head, his eyes searching the room until they fell upon Anzu. She was huddled in a corner clutching a bloody knife in her hand. Her body was still wrapped up in the white sheet now stained red with blood. Her face was streaked with tears as she continued to stare at Malik's lifeless body.

"Anzu?" He called softly.

Her head snapped up and upon seeing him, she dropped the knife to the floor and covered her mouth with the same hand as a fresh set of tears came forth.

"I killed him." She whimpered as he came forth.

He knelt down, taking her in his arms and she cried into his shirt.

"It's all over now. You're safe and he is in a better place." He whispered to her.

He tightened his grip on her, trying to absorb her pain. He nearly fell back when she screamed out. Pulling back from her, he now fully acknowledged her blood stained wrap. His eyes widened when he realized it was her blood and it hadn't stopped.

"Shit!" He cursed aloud and he picked her up bridal style and carried her out to the car.

"Hospital now." He growled out to the driver, who immediately complied and sped off.

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Anzu was immediately rushed to the emergency room upon arrival. Seto had to wait in the hall. He called Isis and let her know the situation. She said she would come by as soon as possible. Then he called Yugi and told him. The poor little guy nearly lost it on the phone but managed to get out that he'd be there soon along with the other two. Seto had him stop by his house and get Mokuba. Yugi agreed and they hung up. After a few hours the doctor who performed the procedure finally came out of the room.

"Well?" Seto demanded.

"The surgery was a success and she will survive. She is being moved into a recovery room as we speak. She unfortunately lost the baby. With the brutal wound to her abdomen, there was no chance of saving it. On a good note, her uterus was not damaged beyond repair and she will be able to conceive again." The doctor told him as he led him to her room.

Seto nodded as he sighed in relief. "Will I be able to see her?" He asked.

"Yes but she won't wake for several hours due to the anesthetics she was given." The doctor replied.

"Her friends should be in the main waiting room, just ask for Yugi Moto. They're going to want to see her." Seto told him.

The doctor nodded and left him alone in the room. Seto just stood there and stared. He was amazed at how well she pulled through. He knew she had a strong will and would push herself past her limits if she had to but this was beyond anything she had gone through before. He pulled a chair up beside the bed and continued watching her sleep. He had never seen her in such a peaceful state except for the night she slept in his room. He heard the door open but he didn't turn his head since he knew who it was.

"How is she?" came Yugi's soft voice.

"She'll live if that's what you mean………and she lost the baby though the doctor said she'd be able to conceive again." He replied, his voice almost cracking.

Mokuba moved to stand beside his brother and get a better look at Anzu. "Will she wake up?" He asked.

"Yeah, she's still unconscious from the anesthetics she was given for the surgery." He answered.

Seto was struggling to keep his emotions in check and Mokuba could see that so he wrapped his arms around his brother's neck, hugging him tightly. The elder Kaiba returned the gesture, his face hidden in Mokuba's dark mass of hair. Yugi and co took the hint and whispered that they'd be right outside.

"Seto you can't possibly blame yourself for this." Mokuba said once the three left.

"I shouldn't have let her go." He said.

"Seto if you had done that then Marik would've come and found her. He would've killed the staff, me…you if you showed up. Then he would've gone after Isis, Yugi and everybody else. I don't like the fact that it happened anymore than you do but it had to be done. If she hadn't done that we would've lost our only chance to finally be rid of him. Malik made a sacrifice to ensure the safety of those around him. You have to see that Seto and accept it because now she's going to need help… mainly from you." Mokuba told him.

"Why from me?" He asked. Mokuba frowned; sometimes he wondered if his brother really was genius, anyone could see it.

"You really are an idiot." Mokuba said bluntly.

"Excuse me?" Seto asked.

"You can't see it? She does care for you Seto but given her previous situation, she was afraid to show that to you. I know you hold some feelings for her or you wouldn't be here right now. You need to tell her." Mokuba finished.

Seto snorted in amusement.

"I can't believe I just got a lecture on this from my ten-year-old brother." He groaned.

Mokuba grinned triumphantly. "You need to get out more Seto, you could learn a lot about the world." He said.

Just then a nurse poked his head in the room.

"I'm sorry to say that visiting hours are coming to a close." He said.

"I'm staying. I will even pay extra but I'm staying with her." Seto said, the tone of his voice indicating he didn't want to be questioned.

"Yes sir." The nurse said then left the room.

"You are going to go back home. I know you'll be back first thing in the morning so I want you to bring her a change of clothes. They'll most likely release her tomorrow." Seto continued, turning to Mokuba who nodded.

"Tell her Seto…I mean it." Mokuba told him before leaving.

Seto turned back to Anzu, looking over her on the bed. She looked so small lying there, so fragile but he knew in his mind that she would be all right. He slid his hand under hers, cradling it in his. He laid his head down, her hand still in his and glanced at her face. His eyes slowly shut as he fell asleep watching her.