Evil forbidden love
By Tima, Yami's wife
Based on a fanart.
I don't own YuGiOh.
Chapter 3: Dance food and date
The next night, Bakura was picking out an outfit to wear when he met Anzu at the dance club. At the moment, he was wearing black, leather pants and was looking in his closet to find a good shirt. He had a few shirts on his simple, black bed. As he continued to dig in his closet, his door slowly opened and two young vampires quickly but quietly entered. They tried to sneak up on him but Bakura rolled his eyes. "Rex, Weevil, I know you two are behind me."
The two boys backed up a little. Rex smirked. "Right. We keep forgetting that you have the sharpest ears of all of us."
Bakura turned around. "Yes. Now get out."
Weevil rolled his eyes. "Don't have a conniption fit. We just wanted to know where the heck you're going."
Bakura rolled his eyes again and turned back to his closet. "Remember when I told our master that I would bring him a princess? Well…I'm meeting her tonight."
Rex and Weevil slightly blushed. "A princess?" they both asked.
Bakura nodded as his eyes fell upon a shirt. He pulled out a long-sleeved black shirt. He pulled it on and slightly winced. "I forgot. This is a new shirt without the holes for my wings."
Weevil laughed. "Bakura, you cannot show this girl your wings until the proper time."
Bakura hissed. "I know that. You think too small."
Before the two kids could speak again, Bakura's wings ripped through his shirt. "Ah…much better."
Rex was about to ask how he would hide his wings when Bakura put on his cape, concealing his wings. "You were going to say?"
Rex and Weevil both shook their heads. "Nothing."
Bakura nodded and headed for the door. Upon opening it, he came fact to face with Malik. Bakura and the two friends immediately got down on one knee. Their master said, "Arise. Bakura…I need to speak to you…alone."
Rex and Weevil left the room and Malik entered, closing the door behind him. He started to say something but then rolled his eyes. Unsheathing his sword, he stabbed the door and yelled, "I said ALONE!"
Bakura heard Rex and Weevil yelp and scurry off. Malik took his sword out of the door and sheathed it. Bakura said flatly, "This will be the fifth door I've had to replace because of those two losers."
Malik nodded. "Maybe I should get rid of them. But enough of those idiots. You and I need to talk about this princess you said you'd get me."
Bakura nodded. "Yes, I'm going to meet her right now."
"I don't want her."
"What?"
"I do not want her. I'm still having fun with the other one."
Bakura sighed. "Why? I do not like her."
Malik scoffed. "Well, Vivian is MY pet and I can do what I please with her."
Bakura nodded. "So…what shall I do with Anzu?"
Malik smirked. "If Anzu's the princess you were talking about…do as you please."
Bakura smirked and left in a hurry.
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Bakura arrived at the dance studio but didn't enter right away. He couldn't unless someone invited him in. A bouncer at the entrance told him to go in and he obeyed.
Once inside, he felt his stomach growl as he looked at all the humans around. As he passed a mirror, a nearby girl yelped by him not having a reflection. He quickly grabbed her and pulled her into a bathroom. A few minutes later, he came out licking his lips. "Now THAT was rich! You don't come across blood like that."
He then heard a familiar voice call out his name. He looked and saw Anzu coming over to him. If he was alive, he would have been slightly blushing. She had a short blue skirt and a long-sleeved grey shirt. She grabbed his hand but let it go almost immediately. "Are you all right?"
Bakura slightly nodded. "Never better. Why?"
"Well, because you're as cold as ice. Are you sure you're all right?"
Bakura scowled. "I'm always that cold. Don't ask why."
Anzu wanted to ask again but Bakura's glare made her rethink her question. Instead she asked, "So…do you dance?"
Bakura shook his head. "I don't get out much."
Anzu smiled and pulled Bakura onto the dance floor. He didn't feel comfortable with her controlling him at that moment and was even more uncomfortable by her dance moves. Shuddering, he turned invisible and made his way to the bar. Once he was away from the dance floor, he became visible again and sat down at the bar. The bartended noticed him and approached him. "Not a dancer, huh?"
Bakura shook his head. "Not what I would do for fun on a normal, day-to-day basis."
The bartended nodded. "I understand. So can I get something for you?"
Bakura thought of controlling the man and drinking him but thought better of it. "No, I'm fine. I had something to drink earlier."
Just then, a scream was heard by the bathroom. Bakura calmly looked and saw that his latest victim's body was found. Anzu came to him and clutched his arm. He shuddered. "What are you doing?"
Anzu shivered. "I'm scared. Take me away from here."
Bakura rolled his eyes but took her out the back door. Once outside, he looked down at Anzu, who was still clutching his arm. "Will you let go of me?"
Anzu realized and let go. "Sorry."
Bakura scoffed. "Whatever. See ya."
He started to leave but Anzu stopped him. "There's no need to go. The night's still young. We can find something else to do."
Bakura looked at her and raised his eyebrow. "Um…fine. What do you want to do?"
Anzu thought it over and suggested, "We can go to the park and just hang out."
Bakura nodded and headed off. Anzu grabbed his cape and he reacted fast, grabbing her wrist hard. "Don't…touch…my cape."
Startled by his speed, Anzu nodded and Bakura let her go. She held her wrist as it began to sting. Bakura didn't react and said, "On second thought, I can't join you tonight. I have a lot of things to get down."
Anzu nodded. "When can we meet again?"
Bakura shrugged. "I'll let you know. See ya."
He then turned and headed down the alley. Anzu sighed and headed home herself. Once there, she got some ice for her wrist, which had turned red and sore. She sighed. "Bakura…what are you?"
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Back in his room, Bakura took his cape and shirt off. He then stretched his wings out and groaned in pleasure. Malik watched him from his open door. "You were careless."
Bakura rolled his eyes. "I didn't get caught, did I?"
Malik shook his head. "No. Besides…your food followed you. She's in a servant's room. Whatever happened to your princess?"
Bakura slightly shrugged. "She freaked when someone found the remains of my food. We separated when she grabbed my cape, almost touching my wings. We're going to meet again some other time."
Malik smirked evilly. "Playing it slow. Very clever. Just don't mess up." With that, he left.
Bakura hissed and tossed his shirt into the closet. "Yeah…don't mess up."
