Authoress Notes: Oooh! I have new reviews! (hugs everyone) Hmm, well, I don't have much to say in this other than saying it is a happy Veteran's day to all of you! I'm glad that you're all liking this. Enough, onward to the story!

Disclaimer: Don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! Never have, never will. If I did, Atem would act more dark like this one, and wouldn't leave!

Pairings: AtemxAnzu, SethxShizuka, JounouchixMai, and others.

Warnings: OOC-ness, strong language, mature themes, sexual themes... Get my drift?

Genre: Action/adventure, romance, angst and... I dunno.

Plot:

((AU Dark fic)) In a world where vampires are gods, humans are low, and slaves are treated as dirt, Anzu is a pleasure slave, serving years in bed. Atem is a high-ranked vampire, in need of... entertainment. Could love between a lowly pleasure slave that lost the ability to love and an arrogant, cold vampire exist in such a world where status is everything, and your image determines how you're treated? AtemxAnzu

Dark Desires By: xKuroSeraphimx

Chapter 4: Pleasure and Pain

Footsteps... The sound of footsteps echoed out into the darkness that surrounded the entire area. The person was just running, running from something that was building great fear in the little girl's chest.

Bandages were around her small frame, the bandages around her head were partially loose, trailing behind her like a cape as she ran, her breathing coming out ragged and rough. She was running towards a faint glimmer of light, franticly trying to reach it but she never felt it was coming any closer, or that she was just moving in one spot, staying in one spot.

Yet, she was getting there. Once she finally had a small smile on her face, it was soon ripped away from her grasp as several pairs of gloved hands grabbed her away from the light, and she was soon placed on what seemed like a stretcher.

She tried to scream, but they placed a gag in her mouth to hinder the cry. All she saw were silhouettes with gleaming grins on their faces. Tears welled up her cheeks as she saw that each of them held a sharp, surgical tool. She struggled to break free but she was restrained by these leather straps on her bodies. She gave one last scream but that was ignored, so, she tried to get the gag out of her mouth by trying to spit it out.

"Stop! Don't do this! She's just a little girl, goddammit!" a woman shouted, her voice sounded much like her own. She stared at the young image of herself, writhing underneath the straps in horror. The woman who called out to them, tried to go out and help, but several pairs of gloved hands were holding her down too. All she could do was struggle against their grasp while watching the horror she was seeing.

"STOP! Stop it!" she shouted as she saw that a silhouette was preparing to drive the small knife into the little girl's skin. "I said stop! Stop or else 'she'll' awaken! Please!"

The next thing she knew, blood splattered the dark walls as the girl screamed out but was soon replaced by an animalistic scream.

Hikaru snapped his eyes open. Jerking up from his seated position, he looked around and found the brunette looking out the window, the sky an orange and purple hue. What time was it exactly?

"You're finally awake. Oh well, typical of a vampire. The time is mid-afternoon if you wanted to know." She said in a flat tone before turning her head to him, something in her eyes was glinting. "Are you okay? You look... well, more paler than usual."

Hikaru regarded her suspiciously, as if he was in the presence of an enemy. He immediately cooled down but didn't let his guard down, fingering the hilt of his sword strapped to his side.

"I'm... fine," he answered slowly. "Just... had a bad dream, that's all..."

Anzu stared at him peculiarly for a few moments. He just shook his head to wave it off as nothing for her to worry about. She didn't need to worry unnecessarily about him.

"Well... would you like to talk about it? I mean, some people to get relief in telling someone about a bad dream they just had..." the brunette offered softly, taking a few steps towards him.

He shook his head, waving his hand around. "I told you, Anzu, it's nothing to worry about." He replied indignantly. "In any case, so it's mid-afternoon? What time did you wake up?"

"A few minutes before you. I just saw you sitting on the chair, sleeping with your arms crossed. It looked like you were thinking but in reality, you were sleeping." She explained with a shrug.

Something was gnawing at his mind, his eyes narrowing slightly after she said her answer. He asked, "Why didn't you wake me up? You're not in much condition to move around a lot, considering that you haven't eaten anything up till now."

She merely shrugged again. "I didn't want to disturb you... You looked rather peaceful." She said with a wink.

Hikaru snorted before walking to the door, and opening it, motioning a hand for Anzu to go through. Anzu just stared at him curiously. He bit back a growl. Sometimes, the brunette would get on someone's nerves for her lack of simplicity in things. He said that they were going to get something for her to eat and then she finally understood. Once she caught up with him, she asked,

"Hey Hikaru, is this your room? I was wondering a bit about who it was..."

An all-knowing smirk curved up the albino-haired man. "Does it even matter? Fine, if you wanted to know, that was Atem's room you were sleeping in and that was Atem's bed you were occupying."

He made his way through the door, knowing what her expression would look like. She just stood there, face paled with a hint of color in her cheeks before she muttered out,

"...W-What...?"

Anzu and Hikaru walked together in a compatible silence. Well, Anzu was still sort of shocked that she slept in his bed, while Hikaru merely took in the pleasure of her embarrassment, a small smile had crept up his lips. The windows they were passing by in the hall, gave off a dark, red-orange color, clearly displaying that the sun was setting. This confused Anzu a bit. She stared at Hikaru who didn't look back, then stared at the light that was visibly creeping in the windows. Why hadn't the vampire been burned to flames?

"These windows are specially designed to keep the ultra-violent rays from coming inside. Kaiba Corporation humbly gave this to certain vampires that still wanted free time within the confines of their homes..." Hikaru answered the question that was forming in her head, making her jump slightly.

"... Oh, I see... I guess you could always count on Kaiba Corporation, can you?" she asked warily, a smile on her face.

The taller, ivory-haired vampire shrugged his shoulders. He replied, "Not always in my view, you know? Then again, that's just my opinion; I don't suspect that other people view it that way."

Neither of them said anything after that. They just kept on walking through the seemingly endless hallway in silence; the sound of their boots thumping on the ground was the only sound echoing.

It was then that Anzu couldn't take anymore of the silence, did she decide to speak but that was soon cut off when Hikaru suddenly stopped in his tracks, his indigo black eyes darting back and forth in their sockets, narrowing slowly into slits as if trying to sense something, find something that was gnawing at the back of his mind.

"Hikaru? What's wro---?"

Hikaru immediately shushed her. She frowned at him, but soon found out that he was quite tense for some reason. Then she felt something inside her, the wild stranger prowling around her mind like a caged tiger, growling low. The brunette found her hands balling tightly into fists. Whatever it was that she and Hikaru were feeling right now, it was coaxing the wild stranger inside herself to come out, and it was becoming hard for Anzu to control the raging emotions that suddenly burst inside. Both of them were becoming too tense; something was wrong in the atmosphere...

Suddenly, a fist was shot straight to Anzu's face in inhuman speed. It caught her off guard as it connected with her jaw painfully, sending her to the velvet ground with a loud thud. She immediately looked up to see Hikaru holding his right arm tightly, it looked as if he was trying to restrain it.

"... I-It wasn't... m-me!" he said through gritted teeth, his inch-long fangs bared. "S-Something's... con... controlling me s-somehow..."

Anzu stood up but that was when Hikaru let out a roar and charged at her again. She dodged to the left as he brought out his fist again but didn't expect to feel his knee jamming into her stomach. She forced her mouth to clamp shut but that didn't help to restrain the blood bursting out of her mouth as she fell down on the ground again. This time, he didn't wait for her to recuperate, he sent a kick to her face but she surprisingly caught Hikaru's foot in her hand.

"H-Hikaru... Dammit! Fight it!" she growled, her voice low and dangerous, different than what her voice previously was.

"I'm trying...!" he swore under his breath once he caught something, malevolent glint in Anzu's sapphire eyes that seemed to have gone to a darker shade of blue. 'Shit! How could this be happening! Not on a day like this!'

Anzu pushed his foot away, causing him to almost fall on his back. She got back up again with more difficulty than before, glaring angrily at Hikaru who seemed to be really fighting back against whatever or whoever was controlling him. Some of his nerves and veins were sticking out to show his effort. Even though she didn't want to fight, the wild stranger was howling with anticipation and adrenaline, wanting, craving to fight. But she pushed it away, slowly, proceeding towards Hikaru who stared at her wildly.

But when she had taken her fourth step towards him, she let out a cry of pain, grabbing her head that caused the vampire to stare even more wildly at her. Something was ringing painfully and loudly in her ears like some kind of annoying whistle, but growing louder and louder till she couldn't take it anymore, and finally let out a low scream, a ragged scream that sounded a bit animalistic. That died away and she slowly stood up, her sapphire eyes looking rather empty and hollow.

'... What... happened to me...?' she asked in her head. But the thought went away as she saw Hikaru run towards her, fist raised, his face contorted with fury and the will to try and stop himself. She couldn't move for some reason, her body was frozen! Then she waited, clenching her eyes shut and just waited for the blow.

There was a sound of a loud 'WHAM!' But Anzu didn't feel anything, no pain, no fist on her cheek, no feeling of drifting off, and no... blacking out. She slowly cracked open one eye, then the other and was shocked to see the back of someone's black, gravity-defying trench coat.

Atem stood in the way of the blow, preventing any more harm coming to her. Hikaru and Anzu stared at him with shock while the albino-haired vampire still had his fist connected to the tri-colored haired vampire who had his face turned to the right side a bit, thanks to the force of the blow that was sent in the punch. Hikaru slowly backed away while Atem moved his jaw around, hearing the creaks and pop sound it was making as he did so, a small smirk on his face.

"... A very good punch there, Hikaru," he said, wincing slightly as he placed a hand on his cheek, but his voice didn't bother to hide the deadliness inside it. "Had it been hit by a human, there head would've blasted off..."

"... A-Atem..." Hikaru stuttered, lowering his hand, his indigo eyes wide in disbelief.

"A-Atem! Please! Don't punish Hikaru! I know he wasn't responsible for doi—"

Atem cut her off as he said, "It's okay, little angel. I know; I won't do anything to him. He isn't responsible..." he smiled, a sweetly murderous smile. "Looks like there's a rat, a sneaky rat who could do a few... tricks. I don't know how someone could control Hikaru since he is a very powerful vampire, I admit; so I'll have a few people to scout the area. I still feel that the rat is still in here, though, is now escaping." He paused, shooting a glance at Anzu through the corner of his eyes. "But, had you been another vampire, Hikaru, I would have no hesitation to kill you where you stand, controlled or not controlled in hurting what is mine."

Hikaru said nothing, just narrowed his eyes coldly. Atem merely sent a cold smirk to him in response. Anzu just stared back and forth to each other as if one of them was ready to send a fist to one another.

Then Hikaru turned his expression towards Anzu who unconsciously took a step back. His black, indigo eyes held a sort of apologetic look in them. "Look Anzu, I'm sorry that I wasn't able to control myself properly. One day, I'll make it up to you for the blows that I had dealt with." He said with sincere apology.

Anzu slowly nodded her head. "Don't worry about it, Hikaru. Like you said, you couldn't control yourself. I'm sure we'll be able to find the one who did take control of your body." She replied softly.

He nodded before turning his gaze at Atem. "I guess I'll just have to explain myself later then?" he asked.

Atem closed his eyes for a moment, opening them, his crimson eyes held a deadly glint in them.

"Yes, for now, I'll escort Anzu to wherever you two were originally going to."

Hikaru didn't need telling twice so he quickly glided past them, disappearing from view. Anzu had a solemn look on her face, staring at the place he disappeared to, unaware that the vampire behind her took a few, quiet, predatory steps from behind.

In an instant, her back was pressed against a fine-toned chest, arms circling around her protectively. She felt his head being placed on her shoulder, his nose seductively nuzzling her neck.

"Does your face hurt anymore?" he asked softly, his deep, sexy-edged voice made her heart flutter. She fought hard to suppress the need to sigh in relief at the feel of his body near hers.

"N-No... Not anymore... "She murmured.

He smirked; satisfied that she was slowly giving in, despite what had just recently happened. He unexpectedly licked the blood trailing down her lip, slowly and sensually that Anzu really had a hard time to bite back a moan. This seemed to please the stranger inside her, doubling over in pleasure.

"Really?" he inquired. "... Are you lying, my little angel? I don't take liars very lightly; if you know what I mean." He began kissing from the corner of her lips and lower on her throat, only stopping at the part where her collar annoyingly covered the rest. Though, it was rather a good thing, it stopped himself from biting her, changing her into one of his own, tasting her sweet and enticing blood. He tightened his hold on her to the point that his short, sharp nails dug into her skin that wasn't covered with clothing, causing her to whimper softly.

"I-I'm not lying... It... It just hurts... a l-little..." she replied slowly grinding her teeth to suppress any sound the vampire might get aroused even more as he began nibbling on the lobe of her ear. God, how long was he going to torture her like this!

"Long enough until you submit to me, my little angel," he murmured huskily in her ear, whistling a small flow of cold breath in her ear, her hand tightened on his arm, betraying how much she was enjoying it. "Until then, you'll just have to get used to it."

Atem slowly raised a hand to her chin before gently grabbing it, and turning her face to his so that he could place a soft kiss on her lips. Slipping his tongue in before she had a chance to block him out, he played with her, making her moan into his mouth. He smiled inwardly. She was getting there.

When Anzu was about to respond again to the kiss, she felt himself leave her and was now walking down the hall, to the kitchen. She stared at him, her sapphire eyes filled with hurt and disappointment. He stopped in his tracks and turned to her, a cold and alluring smirk on his face.

"My little angel, you are not ready for me... yet. You're still not in my cage yet. You're not willing to give yourself to me, everything of you, to me. And when that time finally comes, that is when I'll have you in my bed, in my arms..." he said, his voice barely above a whisper but loud enough for her to hear. He turned around again, knowing that she was soon trailing behind him. It was sort of forbidden in a way for a vampire and a human to mate with each other. But do you think Atem cares?

HELL no.

Did he care what society would think if he mated with a human slave? No. Did he care what his image would look like to others if he were to be seen by other vampires and humans with her? No. Did he care what they would say about him?

For the last time, NO.

No, society, even the entire world would think twice before trying to tackle him down. He was too powerful, he was sure Kaiba would back him up (considering that Seto mostly didn't care what he does), and even if he did, he'd still protect his angel, his light, and if God himself decided to take him down, he'd still rebel and be on top. He'd instill fear in all of them to think twice before considering messing with him and his woman. Even if she were a human woman-a slave at that-maybe even more, he would still protect her.

'Yes...' he thought, a small dark chuckle passing through his lips. 'No one would harm her... NO ONE...'

Of course, his actions had already begun to take their toll on Anzu. All these new emotions she was feeling was confusing and overwhelming to her. She didn't understand why she would feel weak around the vampire, she didn't understand why she would crave for more of his touch, his kisses, she didn't understand a lot of his actions, or more in fact, his plans to make her fully his.

His verse of torture was both pleasure and pain to her.

"Back again after four years, Shizuka?" Seto sneered, his cobalt blue eyes narrowing into slits. Shizuka merely kept her posture, even under his cold stare that would've sent two men into fits of fear, giving him her own cold stare, equally matching the animosity in them.

Oh, if only she knew there was some thing else in his eyes she didn't see. If she did, that emotion alone would've made her defensive walls crumble.

Lust.

"Yes..." she replied curtly. "Four years after our... divorcement. I've been hearing that you've been quite stressed out lately since a set of few workloads are already pulling you down."

A small vein popped on his head, but that went unnoticed by her hazel colored-eyes. He had to give her credit, though. She still had the same wit she had years ago, still the same straight posture when he sat. Old habits seemed to die hard on her part.

Too bad his hadn't either.

"What, so you came here, thinking that I would want some relief from my duties? What do you have in mind, my dear Shizuka? Sleeping together in the same bed again?" he asked huskily, not bothering to hide the wild tone in his voice.

The auburn-haired vampire glared harshly at him, but that didn't faze the seductive look on his face.

"No, I did not." She replied hotly. "I may have left you, Seth, but that doesn't mean I don't care for you."

Seto rolled his eyes while leaning back into his leather chair. "Oh, what joy..." he drawled. "I feel loved again..."

This only made the glare on Shizuka's face hardened even more so but she bit back her tongue, preventing herself from saying anything that made him snap. Even though she was his ex-wife, he still had a temper that scared her slightly. Slightly.

"Listen, Shizuka," he said, putting his elbows on the mahogany-colored desk. "I appreciate the concern that you feel for me, but no thanks. I can take care of myself, as you so had seen many times. I've done this before, don't start treating me like some kind of kid."

"... Seth, think of it. How many times have you told me that?" she asked.

He snorted. Obviously, she was trying to change the subject.

"Of course... Hmph, I know how many times I've told you that and you still didn't believe me. So, what's your point?"

"And think of how many times you were exhausted over from work and didn't bother drink any blood that you had to drink from me." She calmly pointed out.

That hit a sore spot, causing him to growl. As much as he hated to admit it, those times did happen, despite how many times he did tell her. He was always away, busy working, not paying much attention to anything else other than his work. At times, he felt that was the blame for the divorce. He was too preoccupied with something else. Easily distracted from being with an important person to working ethnics. Then the four years had filled him with the emotion that was easily covered from his ex-wife.

That emotion being lust.

After a while, he spoke, "... Fine. So I did do that. I'm much more stronger than I was years ago. Why didn't you believe me then?"

A pause of silence before she said, "Because you were too busy to let me be acknowledged of what was wrong with you."

This made Seto go into a fit of silence. After all this time, four years, she was away with him because of all these lacks? Or maybe... There was something more?

But before he could ask that kind of question, her wristwatch beeped noisily, ending the silence and making Shizuka swear under her breath. That surprised Seto. She wasn't the one to swear profanities such as the ones she was just muttering to herself just now.

"I'm sorry, Seth, I have to go... Maybe I'll talk to you later on the phone?" she asked, standing up from her seat.

"... Sure..."

A faint smile curved up her lips, before she bowed respectfully and walking to the door with a wave. Once she left, he sighed, raking a hand through his chestnut-colored hair, swearing under his breath too.

' Ugh... Stupid wristwatch of hers... Just when I was going to ask... Ahh... Never mind... For now though, I have to plan how to get her back in my arms again...'

He chuckled darkly as the cogs in his head began to spin.

Well, I hope that satisfied some of you SxS fans. I'm not sure how that would please you... (shrugs). Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and if you want to get the next chapter, click the button down there and leave a review! Thank you everyone!