Hey Guys! I know it's been a very, very, very, very long time since I have updated, but I had a huge writer's block! So please cut me a little-tini-tiny slack please?

Hehe anyway I hope this chapter will be satisfactory enough to compensate my lengthy absence… but I'll leave that for you to decide.

Rating: M – though this chapter is really like a K – T

Disclaimer: Yu-gi-oh doesn't suck – so what does that tell you?

AN: I would like to thank all of you for your motivational reviews, I totally heart you guys! And I'd like to welcome our two new reviewers, and apologize for changing your opinion about Yugi… ;-) and I'd like to thank my sister Jade for the poem she wrote especially for this fan fic. It is also copy righted to her. Now on to the story…Please enjoy.

Life is eternal, and love is immortal,

And death is only a horizon;

And a horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight

[Rossiter Worthington Raymond]

Chapter 8

It hurts so much…

Too much to bare

I can no longer fight it

I no longer care

I can't think of how

Tomorrow will be

Instead I welcome darkness

Where I can no longer see

Take me Death,

Forever and more…

You owe me that much

To even the score

I give up

My life's a lie

The pain is too much

So let me die

No one will notice

If I leave without a trace

So let me close my eyes

And wake up in a better place…

(Yami's Prov)

It felt as though time had completely stopped…

He stared wide-eyed as he took in the sight that both terrified and amazed him. Her hair caught in the icy breeze, which made it appear like a dimmed halo of an angel falling to earth. Her little lacy black dress flapped liked battered wings, and tiny rivers of silver tears flowed delicately from her tightly shut eyes.

Before he had barely been able to stand or think straight and had been confronted by the ever overwhelming ache in his jaw and burning sensation in his throat from not having fed. It had felt as though his insides were been pulled out of him, and his migraine had worsened substantially, leaving him almost weaker than a sick human…

He didn't feel any of that now.

Ever since he had lost Yugi to the dark side, Yami had yearned for a reason to keep fighting. What had been the point of putting himself through pain and anguish all these years, when it could have all been stopped just by allowing himself to give in as his brother had? Had that been the reason why Yugi had allowed himself to be turned? Had the realization of what awaited him, if he remained fighting his true nature, dawned on him earlier than Yami? …Had Yugi been the smart one all along?

These questions had tormented him his whole life, and there were so many times where he had wanted to give in, but somehow found the strength to keep running…desperately looking for a sign to show what his effort was worth, to keep running further…growing exhausted and weak along the way.

And yet, just as his path seemed to have reached its end, in the slum, rundown streets of Domino City, where his quest had become blind and pointless…he saw her saw her fall.

It was during that single second of what could have been the very last for both of them that the world seemed to pause in its wild and crazy dance, as his surroundings blurred from his sight and all that remained clear and vibrant, in spite of the aura of misery that surrounded her beautiful form…was Tea.

His path had reached a T-junction, in which he was confronted by two choices that would alternate his destiny forever. He could have either turned in the direction that would lead him back to Egypt and back to his father, where he would be welcomed into the darkness and thereafter live a life of an unfeeling and uncaring, cold creature that only thirsted for blood, sex and violence. And although it sounded dreadful, it would never cross his mind ever again while permanently in that state, and he would be free from pain…and belong.

Or…

He could choose to keep fighting…to keep living…for her…the girl he loved. By saving her, he would choose a dangerous path that was just as pointless as wondering around the world trying to deny what he was. By saving her he would be flirting with a painful demise that would definitely ensure an eternity in hell…but if he didn't save her…there was no point in life.

There was no doubt about the road he wanted to take.

There had never been a moment when he had felt such power pulse through him, relieving him of all the aches and pains that had once held him back. All that mattered was Tea…the girl he loved…who was going to die, unless he saved her.

Within a heartbeat, his feeling of weakness subsided and was immediately replaced with a god-like strength that flooded throughout his body and streamed into his limbs, powerfully lifting him up from the ground and throwing him through the air. He rebelliously defied the laws of gravity, which no longer had a hold on him and thrust his arms out to catch the angel that had stumbled from grace.

His arms powerfully wrapped around her waist and he instantly pulled her close to his body as they rocketed high up into the air. It was the highest he had ever jumped as they soon passed the tenth story window of one of the many rundown apartment buildings, until he landed like a cat on the flat rooftop, holding her securely in his arms in a bridal style fashion.

(Tea's Prov)

It took a while before Tea's clouded mind was able to process that she was no longer falling. She didn't dare open her eyes in fear of what she might see. As far as she knew, she was dead, feeling nothing but an uncomfortable numbness and a slight chill of a breeze blowing against her that seemed distant and almost unreal.

She couldn't believe that it was all over so quickly…that the pain was gone forever and she would no longer have to fear her father or anything else in the cruel world from which she came from. Death had welcomed her and she had embraced it without even feeling the slightest bit of pain. It had been quick, so terrifically quick, that she hadn't even had time to cry out…his name.

A dull ache thudded in the place of her heart…Pain…Even in death she felt the pain of been separated from him. How cruel fate was.

A sudden wetness on the apple of her cheeks woke her from her delirious dream. She was crying…tears streamed from her closed eyes and down to her chin as an overwhelming realization washed over her.

Her broken heart was thudding violently against her chest and blood pounded in her ears. The blisters on her hands from holding the railing so tightly, stung and the icy cool wind burnt the surfaces of her bare skin. She was still very much alive…not dead…but then…what was happening to her?

Before she opened her eyes, she concentrated on her other sensations, and for the first time realized that a pair of strong arms held her fragile body in a tight and protective embrace. She breathed in a familiar scent, one that had lingered on a jacket she cherished, one that drugged her and numbed reality, one that only belonged to him…

Her eyes fluttered open, revealing a very disturbing and shocking sight. The ground was far below them as they rocketed into the sky…Yami was…flying, though that was impossible…wasn't it?

She didn't know what to believe, everything that had happened that night had been unbelievable. She was conflicted on whether she should be afraid by what was happening to her, or overjoyed that she was in the one place she felt safest in.

Then almost as quickly as it had happened, she found that they had stopped 'flying' completely, and felt Yami's grip tighten as he landed on the rooftop of an extremely tall building. She couldn't bring herself to look up into his eyes…afraid of him and confused. Very confused.

For a long while there was silence between them, though she felt his intense gaze of her. He never let her go or spoke a word, almost as though he too were afraid. Eventually after a few intense minutes, and with every ounce of courage she had, she lifted her startled azure eyes to his, trembling in fear.

She gasped.

It was almost as though a light had finally been turned on, as everything became clearer to her. In the bright moonlight, she noticed things about him that had captivated her from the very beginning, though she hadn't been able to put her finger on it until now.

His eyes took on a new shade of red that were both wise beyond their years as well as dangerous. His flawless, pale complexion seemed to glow with a light of its own and an odd black and misty shadow seemed to hover over his form. Every instinct in her body told her to run, her mind practically screaming that he was dangerous…but her heart told her differently.

Something about him began to weaken then, and the light that surrounded him began to fade. He took in a nervous shallow breath before he spoke, "Tea…are you alright?" His voice was shaky.

She wasn't alright…

The excitement of the day's events had taken a toll on her and she felt her body give in to a sinking feeling that was impossible to resist. She felt herself fall into a sinking pit and found her eyes closing in exhaustion. And then there was just darkness…

(Yami's Prov)

Yami gasped in fear as Tea's body went limb in his arms.

"Tea! Tea are you alright?" he cried, gently shaking her body. Oh Ra! He feared the worst. He couldn't lose her, not now, not like this.

With limited energy now that his adrenaline rush had begun to wear off, he placed her body down gently, carefully observing her. He was about to check her vital signs, when the sight of her neck stopped him…

His eyes examined it hungrily, and suddenly his ancient old vampiric instincts kicked in. Her intoxicating scent enticed his hungry senses and he felt the sharp points of his fangs slide down the side corners of his mouth. He could hear the delicious flow of her blood rushing through her veins, and her slow but steady heartbeat that indicated that his prey was still alive…

No! She wasn't his prey!

He scrambled away from her, feeling his body grow hot with need and desire. His muscles clenched and ached in protest, but he forced himself to move away. The temptation grew stronger and more needy, and Yami knew without a doubt that he would lose control.

He clutched his head with both his hands, fighting for control over himself…which grew less and less…and less…

A fist came from out of nowhere and collided with the left side of his jaw, sending him flying through the darkness and landing hard onto the rooftop about ten feet away. Dazed and confused, with a body that felt as though a fire-truck had run over it, he laid there, his eyes half lidded with the belief that he was dying. A dark figure emerged carrying something in his left hand, making his way towards Yami with casual strides.

"Idiot!" The figure hissed in a familiar sounding voice. There was a ripping sound before the flood of a delicious aroma filled the air, which got closer and closer, until it was directly under Yami's nose. "Drink!"

Blood! Had he have been in his right frame of mind, Yami would have never swallowed the delicious tasting liquid, no matter how much he had wanted too, but he was in too much pain to argue with his senses…as this blood, was clearly human. He drank hungrily, frustrated that it wasn't going down his throat quick enough, but grateful that the supply didn't seem to end.

There was another ripping sound, something that sounded like ripped plastic, and once again, a different, but equally delicious aroma filled the air.

The figure handed the bag of blood to him and began to walk away towards something that was lying on the ground, and knelt down beside it.

Eventually his vision began to clear, as did his senses. His body was still sore and his unquenched thirst still raged, but he was able to make sense of things once again. He knew that he was holding medical bags of blood, AB and O type to be exact, and that someone had given them to him…!

His head shot up in Yugi's direction, sinisterly crouched over Tea's body…Tea whom he had almost…Oh Ra!

He tried to get up, but fell back down pathetically as a strong wave of dizziness washed over him. Yugi glanced in his direction, giving him one of his trademark glares that substituted for 'rolling eyes sarcasm.'

'Don't be a fucking idiot,' Yugi's mental voice hissed. 'Stay down and drink your blood or I'll force the rest of it down your throat.'

Yami growled, his eyes glaring into Yugi's challengingly. "Get away from her!" He threatened, trying once again to lift himself from the ground.

Yugi raised an eyebrow, though this time there was no sign of amusement or playfulness in his features. His eyes were the darkest they had ever been, perfectly serious and more than dangerous, and his body language although still graceful and easy moving, was tense and businesslike.

"Do you want her for yourself then?" He asked darkly.

Yami growled angrily and tried to move, but found that he just simply couldn't…

"You touch her and I swear I'll-"

"You'll what? Kill me? And how do you suppose you'll do that brother?" Yugi spat venomously. "Perhaps you'll first chew my legs off, since that's just about the only part of my body you'll be able to reach in your position right now…or maybe you'll go as far as destroying my studded boots in attempting that, so I'll die of heartbreak."

Yami flinched back. Yugi had become quite a moody person after his change, and it was quite common for his brother to fly into fits of dark rage every now and again, but never once had Yami ever felt its shockwaves until now.

"I'll find a way," Yami hissed.

Yugi glared at him before throwing him another bag of blood. 'Drink it. The girl's fine, she just fainted.'

Yami didn't trust him in the slightest and refused the blood.

Yugi lost patience and growled angrily. "For Ra's sake stop been so damn stubborn, daylight approaches in a couple of hours and I don't have all night to baby sit you and your little blood-whore!"

"Don't you dare call her that!" Yami growled fiercely, ignoring the aches of his protesting muscles.

Yugi spun around on his heels and marched over to Tea's body and roughly lifted her up from the ground effortlessly.

Yami's eyes widened in terror, "Yugi what the hell are you doing?"

Yugi glanced back at him with an evil smirk, for jumping off the side of the building, taking Tea with him.

'Drink up and get some sleep then come and find us, we'll be waiting.'

Before Yami could say another word of protest his world suddenly went completely black as he drifted off into a very deep slumber…with the image of Tea's beautiful smiling face fading into the blackness…

Yeah I know its not one of my best works of art, but thanks for reading anyway, I've got some idea of what is going to happen next, but I want to know something from you guys first – soon the 'flash-back-love-scene' in the first chapter is going to come up (since this is the past and its catching up with the present) do you guys want me to rewrite it in detail or just imply what happens since you have all read it before? Or should I just surprise you? Hehehe okay okay, I'll go work on the next chapter, bye bye…