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Chapter 313 days ago…
"So, this is the place?" Yami Bakura asked when they arrived in front of the apartment.
"Yup. What do you think?"
"It's ok I guess. For a part-time place to live at least."
"Well, how long do you think we should stay here?" Bakura asked, digging through his suitcase.
"Til the whole police thing dies down," Yami Bakura replied. "It might be a while but we'll just have to deal." Bakura zipped up his suitcase and slammed the trunk closed. "Ready?"
"Yeah. So, do you want to?"
"No. I think you should do it. It is your idea, after all."
They walked up to the door and knocked. No one answered. Bakura knocked on the door again, this time a little louder. Still nothing. He started banging on the door impatiently. But no one came.
"God damn it! How long does it take to answer the fucking door?" Bakura yelled angrily. He kicked the door.
"Well this fucker is taking his slow ass time."
"Is he even home?"
"Yeah. There's a car in the driveway."
The door opened just then. The guy standing in the doorway was munching on a sandwich and looking irritated that they were there.
"What the hell do you want?"
"Your house," Yami Bakura answered shortly.
"My house? What the hell?"
He turned around to leave but before he could take another step, Bakura pulled the trigger and shot him in the back of the head. He hit the floor, his blood staining the carpet and parts of the door and wall behind him.
"Oh great. You got blood on my new house," Bakura complained, kicking the man's body when he passed by to see the inside of the house. "Yami! Go get the suitcases!"
"Ok. What do you want me to do with this fucker?"
"Oh we'll think of something." He paused. "Hey, see if his car keys are on him. If they are, we can take the rental car back and just use his. It'd be much easier."
"Won't people notice if he's missing?"
"Oh no. We'll just say he's out of the country and we're house-sitting for him."
"Well, let's just ship the body to another country."
"We'll think about that later. Now, you need to get the suitcases while I investigate."
Present day…"You killed the guy for his house?" Yugi asked in horror. Bakura nodded, smirking. Yugi felt sick to his stomach. "That's disgusting."
"Where did you ship the body?" Yami asked.
"We boxed it up and mailed it to Egypt. They think it's just some really old rich dead guy."
"I can't believe you killed someone," Yugi said. "Why? What the hell happened to you?"
"You guys did. You wouldn't leave me alone about my relationship so I left. We needed a place to stay so I picked a nice apartment for us. It wasn't vacant so I killed the guy who lived there. And there's nothing wrong with that. I was providing for me and my yami. We would've been homeless out there if I hadn't."
"You can't justify murder by saying you did it to keep from being homeless!" Joey exclaimed. "Not having a place to stay is better than taking someone else's life!"
"Well I don't see the point in getting mad at me about it," Bakura said. "It's already done. He's dead and he's not coming back so what's the big deal?"
"What's the big deal? You killed someone!" Yugi shouted. "You murdered someone and then acted like it was nothing a moment later! And you're laughing about it now! You make me sick!"
Bakura laughed. "I make you sick? That's funny. I can't believe you'd say that to one of your friends."
"Friend? You are no friend of mine," Yugi said in disgust. "You gave up that privilege when you ran away from the cops with your yami and killed someone."
"Wow, I never realized you could be so cold-hearted Yugi. I'm so proud of you."
"Just shut up and keep going."
13 days ago…
"Ok well I've just finished throwing out this guy's crap that we didn't want," Bakura said, shutting the door behind him. "So we can unpack everything before we go to bed."
"Or…we could wait to unpack til tomorrow and spend some time together tonight instead," Yami Bakura suggested. "What do you think about that?"
"I like that idea better than mine," Bakura replied with a smile. "But first, don't you think we should clean up the blood stains?"
"That can wait. Besides, the body is in the closet so there's probably blood everywhere in there too. So we'd spend all night cleaning blood instead of doing other things that would be much more fun."
"Fine then. But you're cleaning any blood that gets in the closet. It wasn't my idea to put him there."
"No it wasn't. But your idea was to hide him in the backyard behind a tree. And if we did that then the cops would be called because the smell would spread. We don't want this to be an obvious murder."
"But people probably heard the gunshot."
"I doubt that. If they had then the police would already be here. I don't think they would wait hours before showing up."
"I guess you're right. Let's just forget about it and move on to more important things."
"Well, speaking of important things, do they know yet?"
"No. Like I said earlier, I decided not to tell them. They won't find out from me and since we didn't tell anyone, they shouldn't find out."
"Well I'm glad. I really didn't want those idiots knowing everything. They deserve to be kept in the dark for once, as they did to us all those years ago."
"Well, they only kept me in the dark so I wouldn't tell you anything. They just didn't want you to know anything."
"Well they're dumbasses and they don't deserve to know."
"But they will find out eventually."
"Not if they never see us again."
"What about witnesses?"
"I doubt anyone would tell them anything."
"But if someone does?"
"Then we'll deal with it when it happens."
Someone knocked on the door. They both froze. After a minute, the person knocked again, this time louder.
"What do we do?"
"Ignore them?"
"What if they don't go away?"
"Sneak out?"
"They might hear us!"
"Then what do you think we should do?"
"Answer the door and say we're house-sitting for the guy."
"Fine. But you're doing all the explaining."
The person knocked on the door again, louder and more impatient.
"Hello!" Bakura said with a smile when he opened the door. "Can I help you with something?"
"Uh, who the hell are you?" the person asked.
"Oh me? I'm just house-sitting for the owner of the house. Who are you?" Bakura asked.
"I'm here to collect this month's rent," the person said. "He was late again."
"Oh well if you could give me a second, I'll get it for you," Bakura said. "I'm sure he left it here for you somewhere." He walked back into the living room. "What do I do now?" he whispered.
"Stall til we can figure out how much rent is?"
"We couldn't afford it even if we knew."
"Then we'll kill the bitch."
"Well, if you want the landlady dead then you're doing it. I already killed someone today. It's your turn."
"Fine. Give me my gun."
"No! Are you crazy? You can't shoot her! The gunshot will be more noticeable at night!"
"Then what do you suggest?"
"Stab her."
Yami Bakura hurried to their bedroom and started searching for a knife. When he found one, he walked back in and motioned for Bakura to go to the door. They walked up to the door, the knife concealed behind him.
"Did you find it yet?"
"Oh yeah," Bakura said. "He'll give it to you." He stepped aside to give his yami room.
"Why don't you just walk in and I'll give it to you," Yami Bakura suggested. "That way no one sees someone else giving his rent."
"Fine."
She walked into the house. Bakura shut the door and gave his yami a look. He walked up to her.
"So you ready for the rent?"
"Yeah hurry up. I've got other houses to hit."
"Ok I'll make it quick."
He stepped forward and stuck the knife right into her chest. He pushed her off the knife and she hit the floor. Blood was pouring from the wound. He leaned down to check her pulse, then stood up with a satisfied smile.
"She's dead."
"So what do we do with her body?"
"Burn it."
"What about her job?"
"I'll take care of that."
He walked into the kitchen and started cleaning the knife. Bakura dragged the body into the closet and pushed it in. He pushed into the door til it shut completely, then he joined his yami in the kitchen.
"The body's in the closet til we can burn it."
"That works." He dried off the knife and placed it on the counter, then drained the sink.
"You know, you looked pretty sexy when you killed her."
"Really now? So killing is a turn-on for you? Had I known that, I would've done it every day since we met."
"Well, killing in general isn't a turn-on. You killing someone is, however."
He leaned forward and pressed his lips against his yami's. After a few seconds, he pulled away and smiled.
"You know, it's much more fun kissing you after you've killed someone. Maybe I'm just imagining things but you're more…enthusiastic after a kill." He smiled again. "I like it." He kissed him again.
Present day…"That's just sick," Yugi said in disgust.
"You killed someone just because you didn't have the rent for the house that you stole from a man after you killed him?" Yami asked. "Being too cheap to pay rent doesn't give you the excuse to kill the landlady. And if you hadn't killed the man in the first place, you wouldn't have to worry about paying his rent." He pressed the gun into his forehead. "I could kill you right now, you know," he whispered. "But I won't because we need to know what happened. You can't die til you finish your story. But the minute it's over, you'll be dead."
"I doubt that," Bakura replied. "He'll be here by then and we'll be gone. And you'll never see us again." He paused. "So how exactly did you find us?"
"I'll answer that question after you finish telling us what happened."
"How can you stand to listen to it anymore?" Joey asked angrily. "He's talking about how they killed people and were happy about it. It's disgusting. And he gets turned-on watching his fucked up boyfriend murder an innocent person." He glared at him. "You know what? I can't even look at him anymore." He turned and faced the wall.
"Oh get over it!" Bakura exclaimed. "You're so lame. You're acting like you don't get turned-on by anything. And killing isn't bad if they had it coming. That woman came up to the house and bothered me so he killed her. I don't care. And saying that he's fucked up won't bother me. I don't care what you idiots think about him."
"So, are you going to tell us what that thing you were keeping secret from us is?" Yami asked. "Because I'm quite curious now."
"Oh I think you know what it is," Bakura replied. "If you don't then you're dumber than I thought you were."
"Then enlighten us and feel smarter," Yami said.
"Oh no. You can just wait til I get to that part of the story," Bakura said. "I'm sure you can be patient. After all, you waited two weeks before you found me. I'm sure you can wait a little bit longer before you find out the secret."
End Chapter 3Review please! I'm still trying to figure out the perfect title but nothing came to me yet. So hopefully ya'll don't mind reading an untitled story. Hope my new summary pleases all of you! Well don't forget to review! Chapter 4 coming soon!