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Chapter 4 - Confessions
Bakura laughed manically as his next victim dies by his blade. Watching as the man was slowly and painfully dying and his blood pooling around him, he choked, "You...bastard..." before drawing in his last breath and his heart being carved once he now lies as a fresh corpse. The albino notices his newfound love had collapsed against the wall. Probably fainted from the sight of the blood.
He thinks for a moment that he hears someone approaching. They're most likely just passing through. His rage from earlier had already begun to dissipate. Now that he notices, it sounded like a woman in heels running through. Once the sound reaches the narrow corridor, the woman who had arrived screamed like bloody murder. Turning in alarm, Bakura sees his final victim: the raven-haired whore that Yami was forced to call his lover. It was Serra Koso.
She was wearing a frilly pink dress with the matching colored shoes and a pretty pink bow in her hair. Her face was completely covered in unnecessary amounts of makeup. Of course, it began running as she allowed tears fall from her eyes.
"Yami?!" she gasped, running to his unconscious form. "Yami! Yami, please, wake up!" She turned her face to the thief nearby.
"You...You did this! What have you done to him?! Who are you?!" She demanded furiously.
Bakura and Serra stood to their feet and stared each other down. He began twirling his knife expertly. "So the precious lamb finally comes to me on her own? That will make this sweeter."
Once he holds the knife firmly in his hand, he smiles viciously at his target. "Tell your girlfriend Amanda that she deserved her fate for me, sweetheart."
Taking a few steps back, she shook her head. "No...It...it can't be..." Bakura began stepping towards the maiden.
"So, you're the one everyone's been talking about?! You're the 'Angel of Silence'?!"
Bakura stopped for a moment. The Angel of Silence... It has a nice ring to it. Pointing his blade to the woman, he said, "And you will be my final victim, my dear. With your death, everyone will be at ease for a few months. Though, I doubt anyone would sleep with me on the loose." Serra reveals the knife she had hidden within the folds of her dress. She stands there for a moment, tears still streaming on her face. She stares into what could be her killer's eyes defiantly.
She runs forward, shouting, "You'll pay for what you've done!" and points the blade towards his heart.
Seeing this obvious attack coming, he steps to the side slightly and avoids the fatal blow. He grabs her arm in the process and murmurs in her ear, "Now that wasn't a very bright idea, love. Unless you were willing to die...?"
Serra shook her head. "I can't...die yet...Not now..." Bakura, still smiling, whispers, "I'm sorry it had to be this way." before he stabs the knife in his hand into her chest. She gasped as she was released with the knife still in her chest. Stepping back to the end of the alley with her blood blossoming on the front of her dress, she drops her knife and falls to her knees. She took one last glance at the man who she now recognized as the boy who had been stalking her for months on end. "B...Bakura...? Bakura...Ceruno...?"
The thief closes his eyes with a small grin lingering on his face. "How nice of you to remember me. But now, I can only say farewell...Serra Koso." he said softly as she drew her final breath. Once she passes on to the world beyond, her lifeless body collapses to the concrete, the remaining blood spilling onto the ground.
He quickly looked around outside the dark passage to see if anyone had heard the screams. Knowing he doesn't have much time before someone finds him at the scene, Bakura turned over the dead girl's body and carved the destination for his next killing spree in November. It was March now, so he has plenty of time to think of possible victims to slay. Once he's finished, he returned to the motionless teen's side and sat beside him. Yami was twitching slightly. It hadn't occurred to the albino how his criminal lifestyle would affect the former pharaoh.
He picks up the male's head and put on his leg. He pulled out his cell and called his friend.
"Bakura?" the male asked. "Is that you?"
"Yes, Malik. Can you come get me? My hands are a little full over here."
"Well, what in Ra's name are you doing over there?" the blonde demanded, slightly irritated that Bakura couldn't handle walking out on his own.
"Taking care of the guest that will be coming with us. What else could I possibly be doing?" the thief retorted.
"You could be-" the teen stopped for a moment. "Wait... What did you say?"
Bakura smiled at the reaction. "I said I'm with the guest who will be staying with us. For a day or two at the very least."
"Is that right? And who, may I ask, is our guest?" Malik inquired curiously.
Bakura looked down at Yami and said, "Why, none other than the pharaoh himself, of course. You don't mind, do you?"
Malik said in a cheery voice, "Of course not! I'll be over there in a few minutes, then. Say, where are you anyway?"
Bakura walks out of the alley and looks at his surroundings for the nearest exit and said, "At a red-light district. Tell you what, I'll walk out with Yami and you tell me when you see me, okay?"
"Sounds good to me!" he responded. Bakura hung up and returned the phone to his pocket. He went back to pick up the teen bridal style and walked out of the alley, seeing his exit out of the horrid place and out to the streets. Sure enough, Malik had his window down searching for the two of them.
Once he spotted them, he called, "Come on already, Bakura! I don't have all day!"
Once Bakura had placed the unconscious Yami in the back seat, he hopped into the passenger seat of Malik's black car and shut the door.
Malik looked at the albino and asked, "So, how was your day?"
"Other than saving Yami from being raped, I've been doing just fine!" he replied in a cheerful tone. "I also discovered that I have been named 'The Angel of Silence' by the police and I've finished my monthly killings."
"That's wonderful! I've been told that was dubbed as 'The Grim Reaper' by the police where I've been killing." Malik said with excitement. "And I've also - Wait, Yami was almost raped?" Bakura nodded.
"I found him in an alley near the exit. He was obviously not interested in the son of a bitch. He was my intended ninth victim, too."
"What a lucky break for you!" Malik sighed, jealous that his friend finished his killings so soon.
"Well, let's go home. We need to get our sleep." The albino yawned as Malik restarted the car.
"Sure thing, Bakura." The blonde mumbled before hitting the gas pedal and driving down the road. Bakura looked back once to check how Yami was doing. He smiled to see that he was okay…in a way. He turned his attention back to the problem at hand. If Yami ever found out he killed his girlfriend, how will he talk his way out of that one?
Yami woke the next day to a dark colored room and sunlight pouring in on his face. When he struggled to sit up, he felt horribly sick, so he put his head back down. He looked around the room to figure out where he had been taken. He noticed the candle on the nightstand beside him had been lit. Beside that was a dark wooden desk and saw a dresser across from him. The bed he was lying on was farthest away from the door, sitting against the wall. There wasn't much to give away his location. A minute later, he heard a quiet knock on the door. Before he could say anything, the thief himself walked in.
"Oh, you're awake?" Bakura asked, soundly mildly surprised. Feeling a little dazed, the former pharaoh numbly nodded his head.
The albino pulled a chair Yami didn't see from the desk and sat by his side. Yami attempted to sit up again. He didn't feel as sick as he did moments before, but he still felt sick nonetheless.
Noticing that he was swaying a little bit, Bakura pulled Yami closer to him and put his head on his chest. Hearing his heart seemed to soothe him, so he didn't protest against it.
"Am I interrupting something?" a voice called from the doorway.
It was Malik.
Immediately embarrassed at the scene that was being portrayed, Yami shot up from his position as the thief quickly said, "Nothing happened, Malik! I swear to Ra, nothing happened!"
"I'll just take your word for it." Malik rolled his eyes, smirking all the while. He offered, "Would you two like anything to eat?"
Yami shook his head, feeling dizzy. Bakura thought about it for a moment before saying, "Surprise me."
Taking this as a challenge, the blonde ran back downstairs, making a ton of noise on his way.
Bakura felt awkward for bringing it up, but he said, "Look, what happened back there the other day…I don't know what came over me." He glances out of the window. "Sometimes, I easily lose control of myself when something like that happens. It kind of makes me sick." He lied. He couldn't bear to tell him the truth.
Resting his head back onto the albino's chest, Yami said, "Oh, it's alright. At least I'm okay now." Yami decided to ask something since they were on the topic.
"What were you doing in a place like that, anyway?"
Bakura said, "I could ask you the same thing."
Yami turned red. "I saw Serra headed somewhere and I got curious. Before I had realized what I had gotten myself into, I was already inside dangerous territory. I tried to leave and… Well, you know the rest." A thought suddenly crosses the teen's mind.
Suspicious of the answer he might give, the former pharaoh asked, "You wouldn't have happened to see her recently, have you?"
Knowing that this was coming, he stalled by saying, "Now why would you ask something like that?"
Yami stared at him for a moment before saying, "I'm not fooled, Bakura. Where is she?"
"I honestly don't know what you're talking about."
"You killed her, didn't you?!" he began shouting, lifting his head while doing so.
"It was an accident!"
"No, it wasn't! You meant to kill her! Don't you dare lie to me, Bakura!"
"So what if I did?!"
"How many more people have you killed?!"
Bakura was furious. He stood to his feet, shouting, "Tell me, does the name Keiro Tsuba sound familiar?! How about May Jean?! Kotsuku Maiyobe?! Maiyo Namida?! Lonose Itichima?! Quila Borris?! Jean-Pierre Aresio?! Axel Edgar?! Here are two you should know: Amanda Jones and Serra Koso!"
Yami sat there, horrified at the truth of all of those murders having been revealed by the very man who had killed them.
Bakura continued angrily, "Now that I have confessed, what will you do now?! Tell the police?! Run off to Ra knows where?! Kill me where I stand?!"
"Why did you kill all of them?! What have they done to you?!"
"What does that matter now?! The damage is already done!" Yami put his head down with an appearance of tears threatening to fall.
"Why did you kill Serra, then?!" he choked out.
The thief said, "Because I wanted to help you! I did it for you! What will it take for you to understand that I love you?!"
An awkward silence passes between them. Yami slowly says, "You...love me?"
Realizing that he just confessed his heart to the former pharaoh without warning, Bakura blushed madly and turned his head. "That wasn't supposed to happen! Just forget everything I just said!"
Instead, Yami had begun laughing. Confused at the sudden mood change, the thief approached him cautiously, saying, "Yami? Are you okay?"
Yami lifted his head with an amused look on his face. "Of course I'm okay! I've been okay since you walked in. Now I feel even better!"
"You lost me." the albino said, shaking his head.
The tri-color haired teen said, "That bitch was really starting to piss me off. She was one of those attention whores that everyone hears about. If you didn't kill her yesterday, Ra knows what I would've done!"
"Is there really a point to this, Yami?" Bakura asked, throughly puzzled at the riddles that seemed to hit him.
Yami put his head back on his chest once again and said, "You've set me free from my suffering. And for that, I'm grateful. I love you, Bakura."
Yami pulled himself up to kiss the albino. Accepting it without protest, Bakura brought Yami closer to him. They were kissing for probably two minutes before someone interrupted them.
"Ahem." the blonde coughed. The two instantaneously separated.
Smiling at the two, he said, "I thought that nothing was going on between you two, Bakura? Or so you claimed!"
"Really, Malik?!" Bakura shouted.
The tan-skinned teen leaned against the doorway, saying, "I was only coming up to tell you that breakfast's ready. But perhaps I should give you two some privacy...?"
Yami stood to his feet as if nothing happened and said, "That won't be necessary. I'll see you two downstairs." before walking out of the room and down the stairs. Bakura and Marik exchanged looks before Bakura was on his feet and both males run down after Yami. The food was going to get cold if they didn't!
~A/N: Sakura: Well, I'd say that well! What about you two?
Bakura: Killing Yami's girlfriend and the bastard who tried to hurt my Yami was certainly entertaining!
Yami: The only thing that caught me off was Bakura's confession. Tell me, is spilling another's blood for the sake of your love for someone else a custom of love for you?
Bakura: Maybe. To me, being bound by blood could go either way.
Sakura: Oh, that gives me an idea for another story! I just wonder if your hikari would be okay with a well-known brunette.
Yami: You're planning to make a Euro story?
Sakura: Planning to?! I've already started writing it!
Malik: Woman, you have way too much time on your hands!
Sakura: I know, but I am proud of myself! In fact, I've got plenty of ideas for stories! If I counted them right, there should be over one hundred when I'm through.
Yami: Wow...
Malik: Son of a bitch, that's going way too far, don't you think?!
Bakura: Marik, it's Sakura. What do think she would be doing with all of her spare time?
Malik: Looking for a boyfriend?
Sakura: {smacks Marik} I don't wanna hear that from you!
Malik: Ra, damn it! That hurts!
Bakura: Ahahaha! You had that coming!
Malik: Shut up, Bakura!
Yami: Ahahaha! Please Review, everyone! We all love you!