I apologize for the late update (though this isn't really late so why the hell am I apologizing?! I swear I have got to stop that shit) anyways, lots has been happening. Tuesday I overslept and wasn't able to see my sisters then today I hit a trashcan and my mirror broke off. Hey, I KNOW how to drive the fucking thing was too close to the road (or that's why Alyssa said anyways because I didn't even know I hit it until it was too late) so my dad's having to fix it...but the good news is I got my half of my paper done! Yay! Oooo and on Saturday Bakura's coming on a;ofka;fka;fas;f;asfaf/fdsfksad;fka;f *dies*
So anyways, I hope y'all enjoy this chappie. I hope I'm not rushing anything. I'm trying to make it where Yami is confused about his feelings for Bakura and Bakura is plotting something. I have no intentions on shacking them up...yet *smirks* I gotta build the suspense. The same goes for Seto and Joey. Next chappie, Ryou should be coming back and they need to get back in school. That's going to be amusing. Anyways, for now, enjoy this chappie! And again, thanks for the support!
Oh I almost forgot! I'm someone's favorite person on this site! So I'm dedicating this chappie to 'The Moonlight Phoenix' for her amazing words of encouragement and love for my stories! Thanks so much dearie! *huggles*
Now then onward with the chappie of doom! a;fka;lkf;ak;af
Endlessly:
I could love you endlessly, I could fall in love with you and we could keep a miracle alive. Every time I look in your eyes, I get lost inside of your soul. What are you doing to me? Don't you know that I hate you? Don't you want my blood on your hands? Don't you want me to scream? Don't you realize that it's too late to bring me back life? I'm already further than death. I'm drowning in my desire for you and my need to kill you. I want my hands covered in your blood, I want your skin underneath my fingertips I want you to reach out and touch me, I want you to burn me alive with your beautiful eyes. I want to hear your voice when I go to bed at night, I want to lie next to you and watch the world go by. I want to end you for good, I want to make you suffer, I want to see the look in your eyes when you look up at me when I hold the knife above your heart. I want you to know that any claims of hope you had of us is nothing but fantasy we'll never have. I want you to be the one that kills me, I want my blood on your hands.. I want you to end me I want to feel your passion. I want to feel your soul wrapping around mine. I I want to know if you feel this too. I want to know if I can kill you now. I want to feel you underneath me I want to feel something besides this loneliness I feel inside. I want to bring the demon out of you.
I want to know if it hurts when I cut you up inside. I want to know if you really hate me or if I really hate you. I want to make me scream, I want to feel the power within me grow. I want you to knock me out, I want you to defeat me. I want something so much more from you than I could ever get. I want you to bleed, I want you to scream. I need you to know you're driving me crazy. I need you to know my soul burns passionately for you every time you give me that look I think I'm going to lose my mind. I want you dead, I want your soul to scream, to earn itself to me. I need you to know this isn't a game anymore. And what would you think if I told you that loved you this whole time? What would you say if I told you I never wanted to hate you, that I never loved you at all? What if I was playing with your mind?
What if I was lying right now? What if I told it was too personal to tell you how I felt about you? What if I told you that everything you've done to me was nothing more than just a wicked fantasies you dreamt of? What if I can't take it back? What if I don't want to? What if everything I said wasn't a lie? What if I tried to bring you back? What if I really did love you? Would you love me back, even though you think of me as a fool? Am I fool to fall in love with you? What if I told you that loving you is so impossible, it's not reality. I couldn't take it anymore. You burn me alive, I'd give myself to you if I could.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh. If I did, then Yugioh would have ended with Bakura and Yami admitting their undying love for one another and Seto would have pulled Joey into a kiss to shut him up because Puppy and Darkshipping rock!
Warnings: My usual, y'all know what that means, but for those of you who happen to be new to my awesomeness, it means there's lemony goodness!
Summary:
Moments away from destroying Zorc, Yami hesitates, asking Horakhty if she can set Bakura free. She agrees, telling Yami that in order for him to pass into the afterlife, he must break his enemy of the darkness, and he only as a year to do so.
Chapter Nine: Shallow
[Yami's POV]:
My eyes widen and gasps are heard throughout the room as Bakura cups my face pressing his lips against mine. I'm frozen in a trance. Millions of thoughts whizz past my mind as he massages my lips with his own, licking them.
As his tongue pushes against my lips breaking past the barrier into my mouth, I'm forced into another world. A world where Bakura and I could be together. Where we're not enemies, but best friends. I slide my eyes closed and the vision of Bakura standing naked and soaking wet appears in front of me. I groan lowly in my throat as my body reacts to the memory and what he's doing to me.
If this was a world of perfection, there would be no doubt in my mind that Bakura and I could be together. We'd never been enemies in the first place, but Bakura hates me and, to some extent, I hate him too, or rather, I hate what he did. I can't hate him…
Through my haze, I realize that this is my first true kiss. Mana and I shared a kiss the night before I was crown prince, but it never felt right. For some reason though, this does. Why? Why would my greatest enemies touches and kisses feel as though I belong to them while one of my best friend's kisses feel like nothing at all?
Is there something wrong with me? Is it because of the incident in the bathroom that has me thinking of such thoughts? I admit, the thief has always been attractive to me, but I was too busy trying to protect the world against his wrath to really ponder on those thoughts. I pushed them in the back of my mind. Is that my problem? Now that Bakura is no longer a threat to the world, my mind is allowed to wander to thoughts of him that should never be in my mind in the first place?
I can't allow this to happen. I'm not in love with Bakura and he's not in love with me. I don't know what game he's trying to play, but it won't work. I won't allow him to use me and I won't let myself to use him. I'm here to help him, to save him. Not fall in love with him.
I roughly pull away from the addiction he's drowning me in, un-thawing myself from the frozen trance he forced me into. I put my hands on his chest, and it takes everything in me to push him away. He captures my wrists with his hand, kissing my knuckles lightly. He leans towards me, capturing me in that gaze of his.
"I win," he whispers in my ear before giving it a lick.
I stands back up, turning and walking away before I have time to react. I can't even register the screams, cheers and shock of everyone else. The world doesn't exist and time as evaporate all reasoning.
What the hell just happened?!
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[Bakura's POV]:
Everything's going according to plan. I seduce the Pharaoh will a sappy love song and then while he was weakened, I swooped in and casted him with my radiance. He was frozen when I kissed him, never once reacting. I wasn't expecting him to, not yet anyways. Doubt must have flooded his mind as I kissed him, remembering who I am.
I'll allow him to get close to me, I have to if I'm going to crush him. I've realized that in order to crush someone like him you have to exploit their weakness. His weakness is his loyalty and undying love to his bitch fest. I'll open myself up to him so I can be apart of this bitch fest too. I'll get close to all of them and then, when he least expects it, I'll crush them all. He wants to save me, does he? Well, I'll make it seem like he's helping me.
Phase one: complete.
"Time for phase two." I smirk walking back towards the Game Shop.
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[Yugi's POV]:
The most shocking thing in the universe unfolding before my very eyes. Bakura and Yami had a karaoke contest, in which they were amazing. Both of them singing love songs. The thing about it is, it seemed like they were singing to each other. They stared at each other the whole time. I'm not sure what that was about.
Bakura even walked off the stage, singing to Yami. To the untrained eye that would have looked like a confession of love on Bakura's part, but to those of us who know Bakura, we know better. He kissed my yami and he was forced into a frozen trance. Anyone would really, I mean it's not everyday you get kissed by your enemy.
We're back at my house now. After the incident at the arcade, we all decided it'd be best to go home. Marik ran after Bakura in an enraged fury. He knows Bakura better than any of us. He's up to something, but what I'm not sure. All I know is that I have to protect Yami at all costs. When we got home, Yami went upstairs. No one tried to talk about what happened, everyone still too in shock.
"I can't believe dat freak did dat to Yams!" Joey shouts.
"I know!" Tristan exclaims.
"Poor Yami was so scared he was frozen!" Anzu exclaims.
"I don't blame him for being scared." Duke mutters.
"Bakura always thinks people want him," Tristan spits. "Sickening really."
"We just don't understand Bakura," I say.
"Yug, are you defending the tomb robber?" Joey gasps.
"I mean there has to be a reason he did that...I mean besides the obvious." I say.
"Which is?" Joey presses.
"Oh don't act like you don't know." Duke scoffs rolling his eyes.
"You know, I think all of this is connected." Anzu says.
"All of what?" Tristan asks.
"The whole thing about Yami wanting to save Bakura." she replies.
My eyes widened in realization. Gods she's right! Yami's been acting strangely since he asked to save Bakura. He said he doesn't know the reason, just that it felt right. Perhaps if we find out what's going on between Bakura and Yami we'll be able to figure out why he wanted to save him in the first place.
"I'm so lost." Joey says.
"When aren't you?" Duke mutters.
"What she means is that something is going on between Bakura and Yami, something that I don't even think they understand. There's a reason Yami wanted to save Bakura." I say.
"And what about that kiss?" Tristan asks.
I shrug. "I mean we all know how Bakura is, so he's probably messing with Yami. What is plans are, I haven't the slightest idea." I say.
"Well, let's just keep an eye out on him." Anzu says. "I don't trust him."
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[Marik's POV]:
"You crossed the line today," I say.
Bakura and I are in 'his' room. He's sitting on the bed carelessly flipping through the channels in boredom. I'm sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Could you move your head please?" Bakura snaps. "Tryna see, TV."
I jerk the remote out of his hand, hurling it across the room. Bakura growls, starting to get up but I push him back down.
"Sit down, we're talking." I hiss.
Bakura rolls his eyes, sitting back against the pillows. "Talk then," he spits.
"Why did you do that?" I ask.
"You should know the answer to that Marik," he mumbles.
"What did I tell you about that shit?" I growl.
"I don't really care what you've said or think about it Marik." Bakura snarls. "You may buy into the delusion that the Pharaoh is good, but I don't!"
"Prove it." I say.
"Prove what?" Bakura hisses.
"Prove to me that Yami and the rest of them are bad. Prove to me that you can open up to him and be yourself." I say.
"And why should I?" Bakura sneers.
"What? Are you afraid?" I smirk.
"As if!" Bakura shouts.
"Okay then," I say. "Why won't you do it?"
"What would be the point Marik? It's a waste of time." Bakura snaps.
"Maybe to you, but I want you to prove to me that Yami and his friends are evil, that Yami doesn't care about anyone, especially you."
"He doesn't!" Bakura exclaims.
"If he didn't care, you wouldn't be here." I point out.
"Whatever," Bakura spits. "So what do you want me to do exactly, Marik?"
"Hang out with him. Talk to him, open up to him." I reply.
"And how long will I have to do this?" he growls.
"Until you realize the truth." I say standing up.
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[Bakura's POV]:
Marik barged in here like the world was coming to an end demanding what I was doing at the arcade. He knew what I was doing, I don't even know why he bothered. He wants me to open up to Yami. He doesn't realize that was my plan. How else can I get him to open up to me if I won't open up to him? Sure, I'll have to tell him shit he doesn't need to know, but I'll just tell him things he 'needs' to know. He won't ever know the 'real' me.
That person is gone. He's never coming back. The darkness is what I serve now. My weakness-my emotions-are all gone. All that's left is revenge and anger. Even without Zorc, I can still destroy the Pharaoh. He's powerless and since I'm going straight for his heart, I'l crush it. The moment he falls for me, he'll be destroyed within his own self. It'll be his own undoing. It's fitting really.
I just have to be careful in this plan. After all, the Pharaoh's bitch squad is very observant. Well, Friendship Bitch and the Pharaoh's Bitch of a Midget are at least. Those other freaks are too dimwitted to notice anything real going on.
I can't spend time with the Pharaoh yet. And when I do, I can't make it seem like I want to. I have to. I have to make it appear like Marik is pushing this on me. The Pharaoh will no doubt try and get me to open up, and I will slowly as he opens up to me. I think the best thing to do is keep my distance from him at least a week. Let what happened at the arcade sink in a bit while I plot my ultimate demise.
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[Yami's POV]:
I lie on my and Yugi's bed as I stare up at the ceiling trying to make sense of what happened a few hours ago. I knew Bakura was just messing with me, but why did he kiss me? There are other ways Bakura can torture me, he didn't need to kiss me.
And what about my reaction? I was frozen the whole time until I remembered who he was and pushed him away. Even then, even when I realized that the person who was kissing me was Bakura, I didn't want to push him away. I wanted to pull him into my arms and respond. Every inch of me was begging me to take him back to the Game Shop and do things to him that shouldn't even be considered a thought in my mind with him. What's wrong with me? Is it because of that incident in the bathroom last week? Is it because I feel sorry for him and the pressure of saving him is getting to me?
Or is it something...more?
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[A few days later..]:
[Joey's POV]:
"Ya goin' over to Kaiba's house, man?" Tristan asks as I tied the laces of my shoe.
"Yeah, Mokuba wanted me to come over and play some games." I reply standing up straight.
"Or, you wanted to be Kaiba's maid again." Yug giggles.
"I did not like being his maid!" I exclaim face heating up.
"Did Kaiba dress you in a maid outfit and make you bend over for him?" Duke cackles.
Yug tries to stifle a laugh. "Now, Duke just because you don't look good in a maid's outfit…"
"Yugi!" I exclaim.
Yugi laughs. "Oh you know we were just messing with you."
"It's hard to tell sometimes with you." I say.
Yugi only laughs.
"Tell Anzu I said 'bye' I call over my shoulder leaving the Game Shop. Kaiba's limbo is waiting for me.
"Hey Joey!" Mokuba exclaims as the drive opens the door for me.
"Hey squirt, ready to go?" I ask.
"We're going to get some lunch first," he says. "Is that okay?"
I give him a look, "Did you forget who I was?" I smirk.
Mokuba laughs. "I don't even know why I asked such a thing." he giggles.
I smile, shaking my head. Not too long afterwards, we're at a semi-fancy restaurant.
I hesitantly get out of the car feeling extremely undressed. I'm clad in jeans and a worn T-shirt. This restaurant looks like you need a suit and tie!
"Mokuba, this isn't necessary-"
Mokuba grabs my arm, jerking it towards the entrance of the double glass doors.
"Come on, Seto is waiting." he says.
I stop, forcing Mokuba to stop. He turns towards me. "Joey?" he asks concernly.
"I thought Kaiba was at work." I say.
"He's on lunch break." Mokuba replies. "I asked him to come here."
"But he-"
"Just come on," Mokuba chatises. "Seto's already at the table waiting."
I reluctantly follow Mokuba into the restaurant. He walks up to the front telling the man who we are. He leads us to the back. The place is packed. Kaiba's sitting at the table.
"It's about time you showed up mutt, I was beginning to wonder if you were coming or not, but then again, you wouldn't pass up free food." Kaiba says with a smirk.
I roll my eyes unfolding a menu. "So what's with the kind gesture? Did you grow a heart this morning?"
Before Kaiba could reply, Mokuba jumps in to explain. "Seto had made reservations for this restaurant the other week, but I told him that you were coming over so he made it where you could come along too."
"Thanks," I mutter looking down at the menu.
"Whatever," Kaiba grunts.
"Hey Joey," Mokuba asks.
"Hmm?" I say not looking up from the menu.
"How's Bakura doing?" he asks.
At this, my head snaps up to look at him. "What?" I ask in disbelief.
"Bakura," he repeats. "How is he?"
"Umm...I think he's fine." I say.
Kaiba and Mokuba exchange glances. Something's going on here. Why would Mokuba want to know about Bakura?
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[Seto's POV]:
Mokuba believes that if I offer the mutt food I can get him in my arms. Not that I want to, but he believes I do. I wished he just let this go. He thinks Wheeler is going to make me happy. I don't see how someone with an obnoxious loudmouth and a brain the size of Kurbioh could possibly make me happy.
Mokuba says that I claim to hate Joey because he has qualities I lack. I guess that's true. I've never been able to really 'fit in' per say while he can. He's got a lot of friends that love him. He's strong, determined, caring…
'Oh Seto's in love!' the voice inside my head cooes mockingly.
'I am not!' I growl.
The voice laughs. 'Keep telling yourself that. You think about him all the time.'
'I think of ways to crush him and humiliate him.' I sneer.
'If you say so. You'll be so much happier once you tell him how you feel. Just like Bakura and Yami will be happier when they admit they love each other too.' it says.
'And what makes you think that they love each other?' I ask.
The voice snorts, 'It's obvious, the way they look at each other.'
'And since when have you looked at anyone? I haven't even been near Yami or the thief in forever.' I say.
'You forget that you had a past life...'
'Not that Egyptian shit again.' I groan slapping my hand over my face.
"Kaiba? Are you alright?" the mutt asks breaking me free of this torment inside my mind.
I remove my hand, "I'm fine," I grumble.
Mokuba, who's sitting next to Wheeler, gives me a look of concern.
"So, what are you going to get Joey?" Mokuba asks.
"I haven't the slightest idea!" he exclaims. "The food looks delicious though."
I take a sip of my drink, watching my brother and Wheeler interact. Mokuba points to things on the menu he's tried. I wished I could be like him, carefree and free of worries. No, he's not free of worries. He has a bad home life that's why he's so determined to help his friends that's why he goes out of his way to make sure they're fine while he puts himself last.
'I could never be like him,' I think to myself.
'You could if you tried.' the voice points out.
'Why are you talking to me?' I growl.
'The same reason why you're not talking to your crush.' it says.
'He's not my crush!' I shout.
'Denial is such a beautiful thing.' he laughs. 'Soon, you and Joey and Yami and Bakura will be double dating together.'
I pale.
The waiter comes out and we order our food. Food, unlike the mutt, has never been something I enjoy. To me, it's more of an times I forget to eat. If not for Mokuba, I'd be dead by now. Both dead on the inside and outside.
When we were adopted by Gozaburo Kaiba, he constantly forced me to study beyond my limits. When I didn't meet his requirements, he'd punish me by beating me. Mokuba never saw, but I know he knows. My brother's smart. He knows exactly what went on between Gozaburo and me.
Mokuba says that the mutt can help me through things and I can help him. He says were so different that we're similar. I just don't see it. I don't see how the mutt could help me. Said boy looks up and our eyes meet.
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[Yugi's POV]:
"So what do you think Bakua's planning?" Duke asks. We-Anzu, Tristan, and Duke-are in the living room playing 'Uno'. Yami, Bakura, and Marik are upstairs. Marik and Bakura, no doubt, are in deep conversation. Joey is with Mokuba. And Yami? Well, he hasn't come out of his room in three days!
I wished I could help him. Marik said he's going to keep an eye out on Bakura, but still. The kiss must have really affected Yami that he'd act like this. I think there's more to this than either Bakura or Yami are letting on. I mean Yami just out of the blue decided to save the thief, then he saw him naked, then Bakura kissed him. Something is going on.
Bakura and Yami have been enemies as long as I've known either of them. One does not just up and decide they're going to save the person that's been trying to murder them, and on the same note, one does not kiss the person they've hated all of their lives either.
So what's going on? I had watched the kiss the entire time, watching both Bakura and Yami's reactions. It was like they were lost in their own world. I could sense Yami wanted to respond back and I could sense that Bakura enjoyed the kiss even though he claims he 'won' whatever that means. I don't have to have the mind-link anymore to sense that something is going on with them. I just haven't figured out what.
"I'm not sure," I sigh. "But I'm worried about Yami."
"Yeah me too," Anzu says. "He's never like this."
"Who could blame him?" Tristan snorts rolling his eyes. "If I were him, I wouldn't leave my room either after being kissed by Bakura."
"Ugh! I know!" Duke gags.
"If he didn't like it he would be down here, not up there sulking." Anzu points out.
"She's right guys." I concur.
"What are you saying Yugi?" Tristan asks.
"The he liked it." Anzu replies.
"I liked what?" Yami says.
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[Yami's POV]:
I can't eat.
I can't sleep.
No matter how hard I try, the kiss Bakura and I shared won't leave my mind. It's been nearly a week since the incident and I haven't seen the thief. The others, especially Yugi, are worried about me. I don't want them to worry about me. I told Yugi I just need to figure this out on my own. The same questions appear in my mind over and over again: why did I save Bakura? Why did Bakura kiss me? And why do I keep thinking about him?
I have never had this problem before. I shouldn't be trying to save my enemy and I sure as hell shouldn't be wanting him to kiss me! But I do, and it's terrifying me. I know Bakura doesn't like me, he hates me. It's going to take everything I have to get him to open up to me. I can't afford to fall for him. He'll just break my heart. I'm here to save him, not fall for him. I have to find a way to stop thinking about him.
Sitting up here isn't going to do much good. Being by myself always gives me reasons to think about my enemy. I have to get out of here, I need to face Bakura, but not now. For now, I'm going to see my friends and hope that I can stop these stupid thoughts.
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[Bakura's POV]:
For the past three days, the Pharaoh has been hiding. He's such a coward. Why is he hiding? Did he like the kiss a little too much? Well, who wouldn't want to kiss me? I'm an amazing kisser. He'll really be in for a show when we fuck. No, I don't want to fuck him, but it'll happen sooner or later. The way he looks at me, he wants me. At first, the idea of having sex with him repulsed me, but the more I thought about it the more it made since. I mean what is the closest possible way you can get to someone? Exactly. Sex.
Of course, I don't plan on jumping him the moment he and I are alone together. I have to build this 'relationship' of ours up. I have to get him to open up and pretend I'm interest in him, but at the same time not. It'll be tricky, but I know I can do it. I'm perfection after all.
Marik is asleep on the bed beside of me. I don't know why we don't just share a room I mean he's always in here. I'd totally fuck him too, except, something's holding me back. Not sure what exactly, but it's rather annoying.
'Oh well,' I shrug. No sense in worrying about stupidity. I just need to get close to the Pharaoh and then crush him. I sit up, stretching.
"Where are you going?" Marik asks groggily.
"Downstairs," I reply standing up.
Marik sits up at this. "Good, I'm coming too."
We head down the stairs where the geek squad and their leader are playing 'Uno'.
"Where's the mutt?" I sneer coming into the living room.
"Why do you care?" Bland Ass growls.
"Hey, I was just asking a question. You don't need to get so hositle." I say sitting on the couch. "By the way, you should really lay down that wild card. Make sure you turn it to green."
Bland Ass gives me an inquiringly look but obeys. Everyone groans in frustration.
"I don't have any greens!" The Pharaoh's bitch of a midget exclaims.
The Pharaoh lays a green card down.
"Figures you'd have one." I smirk.
"Is there a reason you're bothering us?" Dice boy snaps drawing some cards from the card deck.
"Nope, just bored." I say.
Marik gives me a look. I shrug. I know what I'm doing. I can't change right away can I? I have to let the Pharaoh think he's helping me. I look at him. He'll help me alright. Help me with his demise. The game is over in three more rounds with Yugi being the winner.
"I won!" he cheers.
"Congratulations Aibou." the Pharaoh says with a smile.
"Why do you call your Hikari such a stupid name?" I ask.
"Because you and I are partners. He's my Hikari." the Pharaoh replies.
"He's not your Hikari anymore. We're not bound to the items." I point out.
"That's true," the Pharaoh concurs, "but I still consider Yugi my Hikari because he is the other half of my spirit just as Ryou is of yours."
"That weakling could never be half of me!" I hiss.
"Ryou is not weak!" The Pharaoh's bitch of a midge exclaims.
"Then why isn't he here?" I ask.
No one says anything.
"Exactly," I say. "he's afraid of me."
"We're not going to let you hurt him." Dice boy says.
"Now why would I waste my effort on such nonsense knowing I'm going to win?" I laugh. "Now then, Aibou." I say mockingly to my enemy. "Why don't you and I have a duel?"
"Why should I duel you?" he asks.
"Yeah he's just going to kick your ass." Bland Ass snorts.
"Oh? Do you want to duel me instead?" I sneer.
"I'll pass."
I laugh. "So Pharaoh, are you up for the challenge?"
"Tell me one good reason why I should duel you." he says.
"Because if you win, I'll call you and your friends by your names." I say.
"And what if I lose?" he asks.
"Then you have to tell all of your friends your deepest darkest secret." I smirk.