A/N: So, we all like my little AmiYumi story eh? Fine, fine, I'll keep writing it so to please my few fans, considering there's only like fifteen of us writing fics here. ANYWAY...remember when I said this is rated M for a reason? Well, a little bit of that reason is in this in this chapter right here. I suggest to for those 24 year-old nerds who are still living with their moms to ask permission to read, okay kids? Okay, now read.

Three

Monster

The bloody sun washed over the horizon, invading a window of the Puffy bus that went into Ami's room. It warmed her as she slept under the pink blanket that consisted of a flower pattern, but the rays glared at her face and threatened her to wake. So she did rather disturbed, and sat up only to jerk in agonizing pain. She whimpered and put a hand to where she was feeling the numb pain on her head. She then could feel a bump and a bandage where her hand was.

"Y-Yumi? Where are you? Daijoubu?" Despite her injury she got out of bed and began to her door, only to trip on something at the edge of her bed. Angered she turned and looked down at the cause.

"What the-Yumi?" Yumi lay there bubbing her side where Ami had kicked her. Immediately, Ami smiled and bent down next to her friend, completely dumbfounding Yumi by lip-locking them together. After two seconds Yumi deepened into the kiss then finally they ended to catch their breath.

"Ami-chan, do you feel okay? Those cougar bastards really messed with you didn't they?" She rubbed the spot on Ami's head where the bandage was.

"Yumi, did you give me the bandage?" Ami asked to Yumi.

"I gave you the bandage but not the bump if that's what you mean." This made Ami laugh and Yumi ...dare I say it, smile? They both stood from the ground to see Ami's clock that read 6:05. Yumi's eyes went wide.

"Wow, Ami. You're behind schedule! Jeez, to think I'd see tha-YAA!" Yumi had been stopped in her sentence when she was thrown onto the bed by Ami. Her pink haired lover gently rested on top of her.

"Actually, I think I'm going to take a break from my schedule today. Is that okay with you Yumi-kun?" Hearing Ami call her master turned her on. Without answering her question she kissed Ami for ten seconds and broke away softly.

"No problem, sashou Ami."

Ten minutes later, both Ami and Yumi were clothless, and Yumi was kissing Ami passionately on her neck. The sun warmed their bodies and gave the room a burning, yet mellow color. Yumi's strong figure sat on top of Ami and smirked whenever she heard a moan from her partner. But as she grew more rough with her and began to feel even more aroused, Ami gently pulled her away, only to perplex Yumi.

"Hey, what's up Ami? Gettin' too rough for you?" Her smirk went farther across her face. Ami looked up at her with inquisitive pink eyes that shined in the sun.

"Yumi, what happened last night? All I remember was seeing you stand up and...I saw a fog coming in." When she heard Ami mention the fog, she thought to herself. Remembering that Ami and her had been spared, and the black note, who could it have been? The thoughts creeped and crawled through her head but every possible explanation she came up with had at least one large flaw.

"I'm not sure either Ami. I heard screams when the fog came in, but when it cleared you were lying on the ground and the guys who ambushed us were gone." Yumi could tell that her story perturbed Ami ,and rather more scared her. She then bent back down to Ami and kissed her on the lips, sending a moan from Ami's mouth into her's. Yumi stopped and went down to where her 'opening' was and began to lick her out slowly and gently. Yumi could hear soft moaning from her partner and feel her body tighten. Yumi lapped harder in Ami, and made her companion spaz out. The frustration of what happened the previous night filled her mind, and soon She couldn't come to realize Ami was yelling to her to stop, and that Ami's blood was dripping from her tongue.

"Yumi, STOP!" The abruption dispersed Yumi's thoughts when Ami yelled at the top of her lungs, unbelievably not waking Kaz. The purple-haired half-demon looked up to her lover who was petrified and her eyes showed it. Anger in Yumi could only arise, thinking how the demon was finding new ways to hurt both Yumi AND Ami from the inside. Although it was a curse for Yumi, it was also a challenge to try and control the monster within her. And Yumi Yoshimura never backed down from a challenge. Immediately Yumi wiped the blood from her tongue and mouth and enrolled herself into a silent stare with Ami. Neither could say anything. After Yumi zoningly shook her head out of the stare, she looked down and took a tissue or two from the desk right of her bed, and began wiping the blood from Ami. The pink-haired girl in pain stationed her eyes full of question, and even fear, on her lover atop her, or who she thought was her lover, not being able to see the glow transform in Yumi's eyes.

"Yumi, I know there's something wrong with you. You've been ignoring me, you want to sleep during the day and wander the streets all night, you get mad VERY easily... I just want to know, what's wrong Yumi?" The face of fear engulfed the face of worry on Ami when Yumi gripped her shoulders down with sharp nails that were slowly becoming longer, black, and sharper at the tips. When Ami was able to collect on what had just happened, she realized she wasn't looking up into the luminous, lilac eyes of someone she loved with her life. Instead, she cowered within the empowering glare of destructive, insane blood-red eyes that belonged to a ruthless monster beyond imagination. The eyes seemed to devour every fragment of courage and bravery that lingered in Ami. Soon, she felt nothing but the fear of death. But would her best friend and lover ever try and kill her? or even have the thought? But when she returned to reality from her ravelling question and looked into those murdering eyes, she realized the thing that held her down and bore it's sharpening fangs was not Yumi. It wasn't the person she always went to to laugh. Not the person that had enough guts to kiss her and say "I love you and will forever, Ami-chan." Whatever held her to the bed had only death on it's mind. Pure anger and sinful corruption flowed through it's head and pumped in it's veins. And it wanted Ami's dead body bleeding underneath it. But whenever it wanted to inject it's fangs into Ami's neck, or rip the skin off from her body with it's vicious claws, the one side of it that was human, the side that Ami would die a thousand deaths to save, kept Ami breathing for those moments. Yumi still existed, deep in the blackening core of the heart that body lived off of. With enough strength, Yumi took control of the body, twisting and turning as the demon fought to keep it's place but eventually became the face that Ami saw. The eyes Ami always knew as they stared watery into her's, the whole body trembling as if it wanted to collapse.

"... Were you ever going to tell me Yumi?" Ami could feel a cold drop fall onto her thigh. It was sweat from Yumi's head, that seemed to be spreading onto her body. She could see the fade in Yumi's eyes, as the red gleam died in the shadows of her bangs. Silence portrayed the room with the sky beginning to transform into a fading blue with the sun rising over the mountains. As blinding rays bounced off Yumi's studded bracelet, she broke the silence in a voice that chilled the air.

"If I did, the beast that roams inside me would have killed you. Since you found out for yourself I was able to stop it. Ami...my demon covets you." Neither said anything once more. Ami anxiously tried to look into Yumi's dismal eyes, wondering a-thousand questions at once in her mind.

"It covets me? Does that mean...It wants you for itself?" When Yumi looked up to see Ami in a plethora of emotions, she barrenly nooded.

"I don't remember when the thing got inside me, but I'm sure it was when I was barely a teenager. Throughout my childhood I was abused and ignored by everyone. But one day, without even realizing it people seemed to back off. They even treated me like a human being for once. It wasn't until a foggy night that I..." The foggy night. When the bleak memories crawled out of her mouth, Yumi's eyes dilated into orbs of realization. The fog that night, and the fog in that alley...she found a missing piece to a puzzle of confusion that, if she could put together, would help her destroy the evil within.

Flashback

She put her back to the cool brick of the biuldings that formed an alleyway. Yumi Yoshimura couldn't even feel her own tears stain her face because of the thick fog surrounding her. What she could feel, was the twisting pinches in her chest that she gripped tightly, breathing slowly as to try and ease the cramping. But it only grew, so soon she slid down the bricks and put her sobbing face into her hands, ignoring the rising agony.

"I just want to be treated the same. Why does everyone hate me? Is it because I was born? Did I do something wrong then? But now everyone is just afraid of me! Maybe I'll feel loved wherever I end up if I just...end it all now." Sniffling a few times, then taking her hands away, Yumi pulled out the black hilt of a thin, razor object that immediately fogged up as it came out from her jean pocket. The air was tight in her throat because of the fog, making it hard to breath. As if it wasn't hard enough, almost passing out from shaking so much to the thought that she was about to end her life, when she had plenty of years to live. But she ignored her fear, and she ingored everything else but the cold metal that rang death as she stared mindlessly into it. She only had her mind to that, and not anything else. Even the ghostly figure that came launching silently in to Yumi's direction through the fog she could not hear as it whispered in the darkness.

It was all in the split second that when Yumi took a swig of her bravery and put the dagger to her neck, and when the draconic body of nothingness whirred around Yumi and prepared itself to attack, an ignorant ringing in Yumi's ears preceeded before everything in her body stopped working for a millisecond, and as she stumbled and collected herself, Yumi looked in disbelief at the apparition that seemed to be coming from her chest. The spirit's aura consisted of a shadowy blue, almosy black, with eyes that never ended in darkness. Yumi could see straight through it in blue vision. She snapped back from the gaze to look at what the spirit was barking at; an oddity that seemed like a strange pattern of fog. But she beleived differently as the fog opened it's jaws wide and let out a threatening roar to try and scare the spirit. And as the two creatures fought with claws swiping, wings beating and fangs biting, Yumi felt as if she was being fought for. She looked down at her chest where blue contents were flowing out from her, and looked up to the blue monster that showed visible blood and scars as it fought. The demon was fighting for Yumi. It didn't want her to die, unlike everyone else around her who wold rather enjoy Yumi's life out of their's. She wasn't aware of it, but what Yumi thought was love she felt for the first time, was the feeling of control.

As Yumi watched the scene of blood paint the bricks, she realized the spirit couldn't win the fight without her. So, thinking deep in her mind, Yumi pictured the fog monster dead, disappearing back into the fog. And it was what her fighter used to finish the rebel as a bright blue spark lit inside it's mouth, and rapidly formed into a neon ball of blue flame that shot into the middle of the draconic creature. With one last cry of death, the fog monster dispersed into the rest of the fog, that began lifting until nothing but air and dampness was left. As the fog ended, Yumi saw the spirit before her whisper chillingly, and evaporate into the air and fly off as blue smoke. Within the whisper, Yumi could hear a subliminal message that she identified as, "Forever you live, shall I live on and protect." It was that which made her look down to the blade she dropped, and look down on it in scorn. She knew at least something cared for her, and as long as she was alive, it would love her and protect her.

End Flashback

"Yumi...?" Ami waved a hand in front of the zoned Yumi, that came back like a flash of lightning and immediately pushed herself off from the bed and put on her clothes as fast she could. Growing more angry, Ami slid off the bed and began putting on her clothes at a fast pace while trying to compromise with Yumi.

"Listen, I know why you're acting this way now, but we have to find a way to stop this without either of us getting hurt-"

"What the hell do you think I'm doing!" Yumi cut her lover's sentence short with an agitated answer. It made Ami step back, but she finished putting on her clothes and blocked off the door the second Yumi ran for it.

"We need to do this together, Yumi." Ami tried to sound threatening, but was only scolded by the shirt collar and glared at by raging purple eyes.

"No, I have to do this alone so you don't get hurt. The demon wants to kill you, and I know that if I don't destroy it soon, it'll grow powerful enough that I won't be able to stop. I know where to go to stop all this now. I just have to hope the person I need is there." They both looked deep into each other's lost eyes, then Yumi linked their lips together into a kiss for several seconds until she broke away.

"I want to go alone. Please Ami, can you understand?" It took all the will she had to nod, but Ami accepted her lover's plee. After a reassuring smile from Yumi, Ami backed away from the door and let Yumi rush out into the streets. The pink-haired girl looked out her window and watched her best friend run into danger all over again. That thought left her one desicion to make...

...Yumi wasn't going on her own. If she was going to die, so would Ami.

Hmmm, It took long enough, but I like the results. It looks like Ami's the chain that's binding the demon and Yumi together! But how she going to break this chain? Will someone have to die? That's the demon's desicion, I suppose.

The dragon and the half-demon continues with: "Don't Be Afraid"