Sakura: Hey guys! It's gonna get brutal at the end of this chapter, just a heads-up.

Yami: I still can't believe you did that to me.

Sakura: I said I was sorry for that already! This is also an apology to all the readers who are Darkshipping lovers and Yami fans.

Yami: I know. I'm messing with you.

Bakura: For everyone who loves Darkshippingand everyone who loves for being me, you'll love the ending! (snuggles closer to Yami) I know I did!

Yami: On with the story!

Disclaimer: Look at the first chapter

Chapter 3 – Murder

As dawn arrived, so did Yami. He walked towards the lake near his house. The field was calm, the water had a golden glow to it, and the trees had beautiful dark green color on them. He sat by the riverbank as the turtles were crawling onto the shore. Most of them surrounded him and huddled close to the male. He giggled, "That tickles!"

There was a scream. Yami turned to see Serra with bloodshot eyes and a terrified expression on her face. "What's wrong, Serra?"

The raven-haired teen ran into his arms and broke into tears. "A-Amanda! I-I-I found her body…i-in an alley o-on my way home…a-and-" she continued in a mess of screams and cries. Amanda was Serra's closest childhood friend. Her only childhood friend. That's the eighth person this guy has murdered. Is this just some sort of game for him?

He wrapped his arms protectively around his lover. It would be normal for the male to be worried about his girl. Especially when she just lost her closest friend to a serial killer. As much as he hated to admit it, he became a little concerned about her. He had absolutely no idea where he would strike next and who will be his next victim.

Yami took the tearful teen back into the house. As they entered, Serra's cell alarm went off. "Oh! It's 9:30! I need to get to work!" She grabbed her things and ran out the door, calling, "I'll see you tonight, sweetheart!"

Yami twitched at the nickname. He had told her countless times that he hated being called that. He grabbed his cell, his wallet, and his key before walking out the door. Locking it behind him, he began walking. He pulled out his cell and texted Kaiba that he'll see him and Reiko tomorrow night. There was something he needed to tell him.

The albino thief watched his newfound love depart and walk to the park. Once out of sight, Bakura picked the lock and entered the empty house. Once he relocked the door, he looked around for the letter he had sent Serra before locating the former pharaoh. He found it sitting on the kitchen table along with a translation in the pharaoh's handwriting.

He smiled wickedly. "So, the Pharaoh can speak Latin. That'll be something worth knowing." He searched the house for anything worth taking from the whore Yami was dating. He found a few things, but nothing worth his interest. He thought about seeing if Yami had anything interesting that he had hidden away.

He glanced outside to see Serra running to the door. He widened his eyes in panic and ran for a place to hide. He ran into the kitchen and hid himself in a cabinet just as she came in.

"I almost forgot my uniform! Yami?" she called. When there was no response, she sighed, "Thank God. If he was here and he found out, he would've killed me for sure." She ran upstairs and into her room. Bakura listened for a sign of her leaving the house. He heard Serra running down the stairs and out of the house and waited a moment or two before coming out of his hiding place.

He ran outside just in time to see the raven-haired teen practically sprinting to her destination. Bakura locked the door from the inside before closing and stalking his prey.

He followed the girl to a red-light district mainly for women couples. He shook his head, disgusted at the bitch he'll kill in the end. When Serra walked into a brothel, Bakura mumbled sourly, "Wonderful. She sold herself to pleasure."

From one of the windows, he saw a black silhouette of two women passionately making out. He gagged at the horrific scene he witnessed. "That's it, I'm out of here!" He quietly muttered before walking away. He walked into a quiet part of the district where no one was around.

He passed by an alley before he heard a familiar voice screaming, "Get away from me!"

Bakura stopped dead in his tracks before glancing over his shoulder. "That sounded like…"

He turned and walked towards the alley to see what was happening. Upon arrival, he looked in and gasped. Yami was in the hands of some other male!

He growled as he pulled out his pocketknife. He dashed forward shouting, "Get your hands off of him, you bastard!"

Yami's P.O.V.

After being in the park for a while, I noticed Serra dashing off somewhere. Funny, I don't recall her leaving after I did.

I followed her close behind to see where she was headed. I started running as she got farther and farther away.

Once I watched her enter a brothel, it took me a while before something in my mind clicks. Shit, I'm in the red-light district, aren't I?

I turn to the way I came in and began running. I didn't want to be caught alone in a place like this. I was stopped a couple of times by a girl or two until I made it to a part of the district where nobody was for a while. I slowed down to catch my breath and continued walking. I believed I was safe.

Well, that didn't last too long before someone with reddish-brown hair and a scar across his right eye blocked my path. "Where do you think you're going?" I took a couple steps back. This isn't going to go well, is it?

"I thought it was obvious. I'm leaving. Now, get out of my way." He took a step towards me. I was grabbed by the arm as he dragged me into a nearby alley and pushed against a wall. The male pinned me and said, "Now, now, you can't leave yet. Not until you know what true pleasure was like."

Shit! Allowing instinct to take over, I kicked him before making a run for it. I fell to my knees when he grabbed my leg. I see him pull me closer to him. I struggle to get away. I can't let this happen to me!

"Hold still!" I stared defiantly into his eyes. "Never!" I hissed venomously before being pinned to the ground. I was dazed for a moment as my captor began stripping me.

"No…no…" He began laughing at my weakness. "I don't think so, my little cat."

I recover quick enough to bite his neck. I bit him hard and drew blood before he screamed in pain and pulled away from me. "Damn you! Hold still!"

I was desperate to get away. So I screamed, "Someone help me!"

"Stop screaming, you little brat!" he growled. I resisted him with the remainder of my strength.

"Get away from me!" I shout at the top of my lungs, hoping someone could hear me.

I hear someone running towards us, screaming, "Get your hands off of him, you bastard!"

I see a boy with white hair and brownish red eyes. I remember that all too well. What's Bakura doing in a place like this?

He plunged the pocketknife in his hand into my captor's neck. I watched as the unusually aggressive thief pin the man to the ground and cut off an arm and a leg. I began to fell dizzy as the amount of blood began to spread. I stare in horror as I hear my attacker scream in agony as Bakura literally tears him apart. I watch Bakura rips the still beating heart out of his chest and I began to burn up.

As he carved the man's heart, I collapsed onto the ground, unable to take it anymore. Please, make this stop. The last thing I see was the thief staring at the corpse on the ground. The last thing I hear before everything goes black was Bakura laughing hysterically as the man continues screaming his heart out.

~A/N:…Wow. That was pretty brutal, Bakura.

Bakura: What? What other choice did I have?

Yami: You could've walked away like you usually do.

Bakura: (hugs Yami) Now why would I do something like that?

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