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Chapter 12: The Hikaris Fight Back

Bakura looked up into the night sky. He was meeting Fukayna here on the roof of the apartment building, however the female yami wasn't there yet. Bakura heard footsteps, and when he looked at the door leading up to the roof, he saw Fukayna walking towards him.

"It's sad isn't it," she stated with a smirk as she approached, "these modern mortals killing the nighttime sky's stars with their lights." Bakura didn't answer.

"Were you able to reach your host's half of the mind?" he asked. Fukayna's smirk faded away, and she shook her head.

"No," she answered, "she's completely blocked me out. However, I've done the same to her, so she can't go snooping around, trying to find a weakness." Bakura gritted his teeth. Fukayna relaxed her eyelids, allowing them to cover a part of her eyes.

"I never thought that my host would have the willpower to keep me back," he muttered. The female yami snorted.

"Do we really need them?" she asked. Bakura looked into her cold, icy blue eyes, and shook his head. She was right. There was no essential reason for controlling the hikaris, but they could have been used to gather information about a plan, or even the pharaoh.

"Bakura," Fukayna asked, "what's the next part of the plan?" Bakura grinned, and pulled her body closer to his.

"Don't worry, Fukayna," he whispered in her ear, "he won't get away this time. And you might even enjoy yourself in the process." He watched her face grin, and stuck his tongue inside her mouth. He could taste the warmth and loyalty in the female yami's love, emotions that are rare with Fukayna. She closed her eyes, clearly enjoying Bakura's love.

Yami walked down the midnight street, feeling completely disgusted with himself. How could he have let Yugi fall into darkness? Was there any way to save him? Yami sighed, thinking that he'll never see his hikari again.

Suddenly, he was shoved violently down onto the street, and someone was holding him down with their foot. His attacker reached down and grabbed his Millennium Puzzle, and before he could see their face, they ran off at full speed. Outraged, he followed them.

"Give it back," he yowled with anger, "just wait until I catch up with you!" His target showed no sign of listening, and continued running. Soon, he lost sight of the attacker. Yami's legs were so numb that he fell right in the middle of the sidewalk. He was looking at the cement with wide, tearing eyes filled with disbelief. First he lost Yugi, and now the puzzle. Was he really such worthless energy made out of skin, muscle, and bone? He was released from his mental prison when he heard a short wail of pain. He stood up and started running towards the source.

He turned the corner into the alley and saw his thief standing with his back to him.

"Sir," Yami asked, "sir, are you alright?" An evil laugh came from the other side of the thief. His body fell backwards, revealing the source of the laughter. Fukayna snickered. The Pharaoh stared at the body, and saw butterfly dagger stabbed inside its chest. Yami's body began to shiver as he looked into the female yami's eyes. They were cold, and without a hint of regret.

"Fukayna," Yami growled, "What have you done? Why did you kill this man?" She bent over and pulled out her dagger out of its victim's torso, and as she stood back up, the blue-eyed yami bit one of the blade's tips.

"For the same reason you chased after him," she answered as she pulled her weapon out of her mouth. She then revealed her other hand, and revealed the Millennium Puzzle. Yami gritted his teeth.

"What," Fukayna asked while sneering, "do you think that I'd just run off, like this coward? No, I want enjoy myself." She kicked the corpse out of her way as she approached the other yami.

"Cut it out, Fukayna," a voice growled behind her. She turned around, and when Yami looked up, his heart skipped a beat. To his horror, Bakura had showed up.

"What," Fukayna growled, "you told me to enjoy myself."

"Wrong," Bakura corrected, "I said that you might enjoy yourself." She snorted, but then smiled. She pulled up the puzzle so Bakura could see that had retrieved the artifact. The pale hikari nodded.

"If you're to answer you 'urges'," Yami growled, "then go get a room." Fukayna turn around, and smiled. She handed the puzzle over to Bakura, and slowly made her way over towards Yami. He stood his ground, but it was a vein attempt in keeping the female yami at bay. She slammed her knee into his gut, and then pulled his body forcefully so he would fall flat on his face. Yami's face slammed onto the cement, and when lifted his head, it was forced back into the sidewalk. Fukayna grabbed the pharaoh's hair, and pulled his head up. She kneeled down next to him, still holding onto his hair, and placed her butterfly dagger next to his thought. He could barely look into her eyes, but he didn't see a trace of regret or pain, only pure rage and enjoyment.

"I've been waiting for this for three thousand years," she whispered with an evil grin, "brother."

Chihiro slammed her body against the door to her soul room. She had been attempting to bang down the door for what felt like several hours, and with no success, other then beating down herself. She stumbled over to the bed, and curled in a ball. Tears began to race down her face. Why did she have to be cursed like this? Who knows what Fukayna is making her body do? Chihiro felt even more devastated and weak when she thought about those answerless questions. The worst part of it all was the fact that she knew that there was practically nothing she could do.

"Fukayna," she roared, "mark my words, I will find a way out, and when I do, you'll with you were still sealed inside that damn medallion!" She yowled at the top of her lungs, but she knew that all of her threats were empty. She jumped off her bed, and looked into her cracked mirror. It was even more damaged since Fukayna punished her for leaving her soul room. She looked into her reflection.

She saw her beaten self, covered in bruises and cuts, and her once-pure white pants and shirt were now scratched and stained with her own blood. Her room had the stench of the red, sticky liquid. She looked at the blood-stained walls, and ran into one in a vain attempt to escape her internal prison. When it didn't work, she fell to her knees, devastated. Her heart was pounding so hard, she thought that it would burst out of her chest. Her muscles were screaming with pain, and eyes and cheeks still had dried up tears.

"Isn't there anything I can do?" she whispered hopelessly to herself.

"There is," a voice answered. The hikari looked up and rubbed her eyes. She saw a tan, tall man in what looked like an Egyptian outfit.

"Who are you?" Chihiro asked in bewilderment.

"Who I am is not important," the mystery guest answered, "you must leave your soul room, and find Fukayna's weakness before she kills the pharaoh."

"But how," Chihiro growled, "how can I just out? And if I do, how do I beat her?"

"I can only lead you out of your soul room so that you may materialize, but you will have to figure out how to stop her on your own." Chihiro opened her mouth to ask another question, but her guest lifted his hand. She stopped, and watched as the door to the outside opened.

"Hurry," the man ordered, "I can't hold it forever!" Chihiro stood up, nodded, and ran out the door to confront her yami.

Fukayna laughed as Yami stared at her with disbelief.

"Y-you mean," he asked, "you're my sister?!" The female yami grinned.

"Bingo," she growled, "I was your older sister back in Ancient Egypt."

"Then," Yami pondered, "Why do you want to kill me?" Fukayna's grin disappeared, and was replaced by her barred fangs.

"Enough with this family reunion," Bakura growled, "Fukayna, if you're going to slit his throat, do it now!" The female yami slanted her eyes, but nodded her head.

"Prepare yourself, brother," she laughed as she lifted the blade, "because you're never going to see your beloved hikari ever again!" She swung her hand down, but the blade stopped just before it pierced the skin.

"Fukayna," Bakura asked impatiently, "what are you waiting for? Do it now!" Fukayna's body began shaking, and soon she was gagging. Bakura's expression turned from rage and annoyance to terror as he watched her have difficultly in breathing.

"Fukayna," Bakura asked, "What's wrong? This had better not be a joke!" Fukayna shook her head, and let go of both Yami and the blade. Her face and palms were sweating, and she grabbed her hair as she screamed into the night sky. Bakura hurried over to her side to try to comfort her, but the female was still having a hard time bring in oxygen.

"What's happening?" she gagged.

"It's not fun, is it?" a voice laughed. Chihiro materialized in front of the yamis.

"What did you do to her?!" Bakura roared at the hikari. Chihiro shook her head, still smiling.

"I didn't do anything," she answered, "This happens to me every full moon." She looked up at the sky.

"Unfortunately, Fukayna," she continued, "you don't have the willpower required to hold back my body's, well, urges." Fukayna stared at her hikari with eyes fueled by pure hatred.

"Damn you!" she cursed.

"If you allow me to take over," Chihiro blackmailed, "then you'll be put out of your misery. However, if you don't, then we'll both die!" Bakura's eyes were filled with dread and horror, while Yami still lied on the ground.

"No," the pharaoh yowled, "Chihiro, you can't kill yourself like that!"

"But if I die," the hikari explained, "then she'll die, and when that happens, everyone she sealed away will return." Yami felt torn. If he let the hikari die, then he may see Yugi again, but then he'll live with regret forever. However, if they lived, then no one will be saved.

"No," Bakura growled under his breath, "I won't let this happen!" There was a huge flash of bright light, blinding everyone. When Yami opened his eyes, Fukayna's body was twitching. She looked up, but her eyes were softer, and instead of hatred, they showed warmth and care.

"Yami," she mumbled, "are you alright?" Yami sat up, and then nodded.

"Chihiro," Yami asked, "What did you do?"

"I'll explain later," she answered as she turned to Ryo, who was still unconscious, "but first we have to take him to the hospital." Yami nodded. Chihiro offered her back so she could carry Ryo, and Yami slipped the innocent hikari on. Chihiro stood up, and they began heading towards the hospital.

Ryo opened his eyes. He looked around, trying to figure out where he was. He saw white walls, and closed blinds on a window. When he took a closer look, he saw Chihiro and Yugi sleeping in chairs in different corners. He tried to sit up, but he soon learned that there were tubes stuck into him, providing him with fluids.

Ryo looked at Chihiro again, and saw that she was now rubbing her eyes. Slowly, she stood up, and walked over to his bed.

"Chihiro," he mumbled, "I have something important to ask."

"What?" the female hikari yawned.

"Are we dead?" he asked. Chihiro looked at him, and then she grinned a sweet smile.

"No," she laughed, "we're in the hospital."

"Hey Chihiro," Ryo asked, "where did you get your Millennium Medallion?"

"Oh," she answered, "Auntie gave it to me was a welcome present. When I first put it on, I could feel her presence, but I was able to somehow keep her at bay. That is, until I ran into Bakura." Now Yugi was beginning to stir.

"Huh," he mumbled, "Chihiro? Ryo? I'm back? But how?"

"Don't worry about it, Yugi," Chihiro explained, "after all, you're back, and that's the important part!" Ryo nodded, and looked at Chihiro's medallion. Something was different about it.

"Chihiro," Ryo asked, "your medallion. The little stones, they don't have those little white dots anymore." Chihiro looked at her Millennium Item.

"Guys," she whispered, "this means, that everyone Fukayna had sealed away have now been released!" The nurse then walked in, and Ryo asked if she could unhook him.

"Why?" she asked.

"We want to visit some other people," Chihiro explained.

"Who?" the nurse asked again. Yugi listed all of their friends. The nurse looked at her clipboard, and then shook her head.

"I'm sorry," she muttered, "but the only one's who are still alive are Seto Kaiba and your Auntie." Chihiro covered her mouth, an attempt in hiding her shock. Tears ran down her face the nurse left the room.

"I killed them," she whispered in shock, "I took their lives."

"Chihiro," Yugi tried to comfort, "it'll be alright!" However, Chihiro didn't give any sign that she was listening to the spiky-haired hikari. Ryo had had enough. He pulled the needle out of his arm, and slowly walked in front of the female hikari. When she didn't look up, Ryo placed his hands on her shoulders. She moved her hand off her mouth, and looked up at him with red and teary eyes.

"Don't you dare give up hope," he ordered, "because when you do, you will be engulfed by darkness." Chihiro nodded.

"And don't worry, Chihiro," Yugi encouraged in a cheerful voice, "We'll always be there for you."

A/N: YOSH! (Alright!) I finally finished Foreign! But I've got to say, I had a lot of fun writing it. Please, please, PLEASE leave a comment of some sort! I worked really hard on this story. Stay tuned for more stories from yours truly, and a possible sequel to Foreign, my first story!