Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Servant Yamis ❯ Chapter 18

Queen of Demon dragons: I hope you like your new bat-guaranteed to beat Anzu to a bloody, mangled pulp. OH, no, not Barney!

Get her, queen!

Anigirl: Let's cheer for Malik, YEAH!!! Give Anzu a kick for me. I'm beginning to think she really deserves it after this chappie. Thank you for reviewing my new fic. I'm glad you like it! I'll see about continuing it.

Liz: I know this is different than Nanny Bakura, but I don't know if it's possible to put the same amount of humor in it considering Anzu is really evil now and Anubis doesn't help my cause for humor, either. I still am trying to put in a little parody now and then to even the "Aww" to "HA HA" ratio. It's hard to put in the "Ha Ha" when Ryou and Yugi and now Marik are in this type of situation. I still hope you like the fic. Caro will probably read this anyway, but tell her I said hi!

Marik=non yami

Malik=yamiBittersweet Reunion

Ryou's POV

I huddled next to Yugi in the cell. We held onto each other tightly. Bakura was taken from me. I didn't want Yugi to leave me, too. Since Yugi was here to watch my back, I felt more secure. I knew Anzu wouldn't come in while Yugi was here. I was still worried about Bakura. That's the only thing that kept me awake for now. I hope he's O.K.

Yugi looked over at me when he felt a teardrop fall on his hand. "Ryou?"

"I want to go home, Yugi. Anzu told me she plans to rule the world! I'm stuck in this place and I can't even help the one I love!" I buried my head in my arms again not wanting Yugi to see how upset I was getting. Yugi rubbed my back. I could tell from Yugi's eyes that he was hiding something from me, something important.

"I hope Yami is looking for us. He has to be."

I heard the door open up again and I looked up hoping, praying to see Bakura. I heard the ominous footsteps approaching. I didn't know if I should jump up for joy despite my pain or to curl myself into a tighter ball in case Anubis wanted me as his personal punching bag again. Yugi stood up hoping not to see Yami. I knew he was feeling what I was going through. He didn't want his yami hurt anymore than I wanted mine hurt. Both of us loved our yamis and both of us were completely miserable without them.

The footsteps came closer as my heart raced. Anzu appeared at the door of our prison. Something inside of me wanted to stand up, reach through the bars, and shake her like Bakura shook me before he learned to love me. I wanted to scream curses in every tongue known to man. I staggered up slowly with Yugi's help. Yugi blocked her way to me. Both of us were surprised to see Anzu wavering. She looked injured. Part of me and Yugi wanted to celebrate because someone had returned pain to her. She caused me and Yugi pain, why shouldn't she suffer, too? I tried to wipe my thoughts clean, but it was no use.

Yugi was the first to gain the guts to speak. "Anzu, what happened to you?"

Her eyes narrowed and scowled at both of us. She looked more than angry, she looked, pardon my language, pissed. The cloth on her shoulder was ripped and a cut now grazed her left cheek. They looked like claw marks. "Ryou, you will come with me."

My heart stopped and I grabbed onto Yugi. I didn't want to be separated from him, but Anzu's hands lit with the same light as when she threw me into the wall. I didn't want Yugi hurt, so I released him hesitantly. She led me down the hall to a metal door. "We have a surprise for you, Ryou," she said unlocking the door and shoving me inside. Anubis caught me and held me by the shoulder. "You have been such a help to us, Ryou. I think we should reward you with a present."

I looked over at Anzu my emotions were displayed on my face as clearly as if they were written in my forehead. I was in a room with a maniacal spirit and Anzu. Which was worse? I looked around the room and saw another metal door. Anubis released me much to my relief. Of course, I had no idea what was going to happen next. "Come in!" Anubis roared like my old Bakura. It was an order, a threat.

When the other door opened, I almost fainted when I saw who entered the room. My Bakura!!!! My Only Bakura! My heart danced when I saw that he was here with me! The Millenium Ring hung around his neck, but the cord that held it to his neck was now a chain. It was the thick, heavy chain that stopped my celebration. My Bakura wore a chain. Unable to stand it any longer, I ran to him and threw my arms around his waist kneeling before him. My legs gave out on me again I was so excited. I buried my face in his abdomen now strangely cold. "Bakura! I'm so glad you're here!" I cried kissing his shirt. "I was afraid that Anzu hurt you!" My sobs grew louder, but he didn't even respond to me. Strange. I stood up and kissed his entire face.

Without warning, he grabbed my wrists tightly causing me to stop my amorous assault on his skin. Then I heard those words that I dreaded to hear again.

"I…….. don't…. love……………. you."

He pushed me away. I stood shocked and looked at Anzu and Anubis, my rage flaring again. "What did you do to him?"

"He needed an-attitude adjustment. That is all we did."

I slowly walked to Bakura again and took his face in my hands, his lip quivered and his throat snarled at me. "You can't tell me….that this means nothing to you." I tenderly kissed his lips again sobbing into his mouth. I pulled back from the kiss when I heard his snarls increase. "I love you…yami. How can you say you don't love me?"

I heard Anzu and Anubis chuckle in the background. I clenched my fists in anger at them and at my lover-turned-enemy. "Don't let them tell you that you hate me, Bakura. I don't deserve that. What do I have to do to prove that I love you and you love me?" Bakura advanced on me and I stood my ground. I was determined to show him that I loved him no matter what, but his body language told me he was aiming to teach me a ……."lesson." I wanted to retreat, to stand down, to run away, to escape, to scream, to yell, to cry, but I didn't want to fear him. He grabbed my shirt and pressed me to the wall, his eyes glaring with rage. "You want to hurt my master and mistress, don't you?"

"All I want *sniff * is to get you out of here *sniff * and take you home with me. I want life, *sniff * our life, *sniff * to return to the way it was," I brushed his cheek with my hand soothingly. At least he let me touch his face. That enough gave me comfort for now. "Can't you see, yami, after all we've been through, that I love you? Don't let Anubis tell you that you hate me. I know you love me. *sniff * I know that you..love.me." I breathed deeply. "I'm not giving up on you easily, my koi, my yami…my love."

Anubis broke into hysterics once again and approached us. I couldn't tell who was shaking worse, Bakura or myself. I could see a struggle occurring inside Bakura's eyes. I couldn't tell what he was fighting. If only he'd tell me! "Tell me what you're fighting, yami." Bakura's head dropped.

"He is not fighting anything. He's trying to suppress the repulsive memories from being with you." That's it! I couldn't take it anymore! I had to! With one swift kick, I kicked Bakura's leg sending him staggering back. With every ounce of strength I had, I sprinted into the next room avoiding Anubis' grasp. I opened the door that Bakura entered through and found Malik and Marik inside.

Malik was holding Marik close to his chest. Marik quivered in his yami's embrace. Malik looked up at me and gasped. "What are you doing here?"

When Marik saw me enter he left his yami's embrace to hug me. "What are you doing here, Ryou?" I liked Marik. I'm sure he liked me. Our yamis always hung around each other, so when they were out doing their own creepy things, we hung out together. Now we were facing the same threat. I saw a large bruise on Marik's cheek.

"Bakura punched me," he whimpered.

"That's not Bakura, Marik. He said he didn't love me," Both of us hikaris held onto each other until we heard Bakura's growl on the other side of the door get louder. Malik grabbed his hikari and myself and pulled us behind him. He cracked his knuckles and took a stance that suggested he was ready to pounce on Bakura the moment he tried to get to either one of us. Bakura burst through the door with Anzu and Anubis.

Bakura slowly advanced on us. "You should know better than that, Ryou. Now you'll have to pay for that."

"You have to get through to me first."

"You hurt my mistress, Malik. You will have to pay the consequences."

"You put a hand on these two and I will use my Millenium Rod to cut off the hand that touches them in any way!" I've never seen Marik grip onto his yami so tightly. I was still naïve to think that Bakura could never hurt me again.

Anzu approached Malik and I saw him tense. Anger flowed in her eyes. Malik had injured her!

"You will be singing a different tune very soon, Malik Ishtar." Anzu grabbed Malik by his shirt and Bakura grabbed me and Marik. Marik and I struggled against our captor, but we couldn't break from his grasp. Anubis opened a book he held in his hands and began to chant.

Darkest Blight

Fiend's Delight

Light and Dark Both Together

The Love that Binds

Do I Sever

Marik cringed as Malik collapsed to the floor holding his head. Marik tried to break free of Bakura's grip, but Bakura shoved us both into the wall eliciting a cry from both of us.

Control his Soul

His Mind I Hold

"Marik!…….Help! I …….can't……..hold…on."

Forsake the Light,

His Heart's Delight

"Yami! Stop chanting, you creep! You're hurting him!" I watched as Marik broke down in my arms. I couldn't help but wonder if this is what they subjected to my Bakura. Bakura didn't let on that he cared about what was going on, but I could tell he wanted to intervene. When you love someone, you can read their soul, their mind, their thoughts. I could feel Bakura's emotions even if he was holding me too tight to breathe.

Forsake the Good

And all its Power

Until it comes-Our Darkest Hour!

Malik stopped shaking on the floor as Marik broke free of Bakura's grasp. He gathered Malik's head to his chest covering his hair with kisses only to be rewarded with an elbow in the stomach. "Get off of me!" Malik seethed. Marik held his side as I ran over to join the other injured hikari. Malik stood up to tower over us. "Marik….," the boy in my arms whined.

"What did you do to our yamis?" I seethed trying to take all of this situation into my mind at once. Not only did I find that Bakura was safe, but he was in danger being in Anzu's control. Marik, my friend, was here beside me, but he lost his yami, too. I watched as Anzu pulled Malik away from us. Anzu rested her hand on Malik's shoulder and he turned to her. "Are you going to be a good boy for us, Malik Ishtar?"

We were more than surprised to see Malik getting on his knees before Anzu and bowing before her. Poor Marik looked like he was going to faint in my arms. "I vow to protect you….my queen of the River Nile."

Marik broke away from me and grabbed his yami shaking him as if he hoped it would wake him from his spell. With one motion he grabbed Marik's arm and flung him over his shoulder making Marik's back collide with the solid, metal ground. He grabbed the rod that she held in her hand (NOT THAT ROD, PEOPLE). "Don't you hurt my queen!" I tried to help Marik, but Bakura held me so tightly by the collar of my shirt, it was useless.

"Excellent work, Malik. Now I have a job for you and Bakura. Put these two back into their luxurious accommodations and go find the owner of the Millenium Necklace."

Marik staggered up furiously. "Leave my sister alone! Malik, if you hurt her, I swear to Ra, I will kill you myself!"

"I will do what I want with her."

Marik snarled and punched his yami so hard, the snap of bone echoed through the room. Marik held his hands close to his body squinting. Malik had a temper like my yami and both of them were dangerous when threatened or angry. Now that they were under Anzu's spell, Malik and Bakura could be a deadly combination. Bakura held me tighter as Malik returned Marik's strike knocking him back down to the floor.

"You're place is on the floor, mortal!" Marik did nothing when he crashed to the floor. He quietly shifted his gaze to me as he rubbed his cheek. In an unspoken dialogue, we and our yamis were in danger. Through each other's gaze we could sense each other's sense of helplessness. Despite all this, I was determined to bring Bakura back to me. My old Bakura. The Bakura I loved more than life itself.

Malik: ANZU IS NOT MY MISTERESS! I DON'T EVEN LOVE HER FOR RA-SAKES!

Anzu: I LOOOOOVEEEEEEEEEEE MY MALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIK!

Malik: *Runs Away *