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Dark Soulmate
By AutumnRose
Pairings: Bakura/Ryou, Yami/Yugi, Marik/Malik, and some Seto/Jou.
Rating: NC-17
Warning: This is all Yaoi, and there will be lemons in the near
future; so if you don't like it don't read it.
Disclaimer: No own. No profit. No sue.

QUESTION: I was wondering if anyone here would be so kind as
to drawing me a picture of the three Hikari's; Yugi, Ryou, and Malik together?
Pretty please? I'll dedicate a chapter to you. If you will
let me know in your review or email me: my email address is in my bio thingy.
Bakura - She couldn't draw a decent picture if her life depended on
it.
A.R. - :::sigh::: Sad but true.

/blah blah/ is the hikari

//blah blah// is the yami

someone's thoughts

"blah" talking

<blah> telepathy between anyone other than yami and hikari

This chapter is dedicated to Angel Of Roses, who was the inspiration
for it!! Thank you! Luv ya lots!!!!

Ch. 5) My Enemy, My Friend
    Somewhere in the darkest part of the city, at the
back of an old alley, a figure stood, still as a statue, watching as people
walked by. All of which were oblivious to the danger that lurked
only a few feet away. Humans were odd like that, always taking life
for granted, most thinking they were going to live forever. All to
late do the finally realize that their kind was never meant to see eternity.
That something that meant so little to them could mean so much just as
it was being taken away.
    He had had many names in his lifetime; he was known
by many as Death personified, some even thought of him as the Fallen One,
but no matter what name you choose to call him by, always his true nature
remains the same. The ultimate
killer; soulless, heartless, and without a conscience. Feeling no
remorse or regret for the lives he takes.
    Hakujou, one of
the oldest and most powerful of all the Tuoni Vampires, had finally arrived
in the city where it was rumored to be home of quite a few Hikari's.
Oh how he loathed those beings, with their innocence and purity.
He longed to break them all, leaving nothing but an empty shell
of what they once were behind. Having killed his own Hikari, which
he later found wasn't without dire consequences, as the process drove him
insane. Who would of guessed something so weak could have such
a profound effect on one's life, or sanity as the case may be.
He mused. But he did not regret his actions because now he was truly
free to do as he wished, with no Light to hold him back. No, even
knowing what he knew now, if given the chance he would do it all over again.
Besides,
it was more of a mercy killing really, now that my little Hikari is dead
he no longer has to suffer. He reasoned. With these thoughts
he set out for his next meal, their would be plenty of time to find the
Hikari's later. After all he had an eternity.
~*~*~
    After leaving Yugi's, Malik had stopped by his apartment
for a quick change of clothes. The vampire he would be hunting tonight
was rumored to frequent a night club by the name of Paradise Lost.
A rather fitting name for a vampire hangout. This particular vampire
was an ancient, and they were not known for being stupid. So if this
hunt were to be successful he would have to fit in. He pulled on
a pair of shiny black pants that fit him like a second skin and then an
equally tight long-sleeved black leather midriff-bareing top. He
snapped on his silver spiked leather dog collar and matching wrist cuffs.
Lastly his black knee-high boots and black floor length trench coat.
    When asked why he became a Hunter, his answer was
always the same, "Revenge," but the reason went far beyond that.
Sure it had started off as vengeance, but then he had just gotten
a little too into it. When he was five years old, vampires had killed
his parents and taken his half brother Rishid. Only his older sister
Isis and himself had escaped, but a week after Malik's twelfth birthday
Rishid had returned, only he was no longer human. He killed Isis
while she had tried to get Malik to escape. In the end Malik ended
up killing Rishid, and it had broken his heart. Now he was alone,
his only family was dead. After that he vowed vengeance on the vampires
that had destroyed the only world he had ever known. He became a
Hunter, and by the time he was fourteen he was known as one of the best.
    All the time he'd spent living to destroy those foul
creatures who had ruined his life, thinking that, only if he caused them
the same pain that they caused him, he'd be rid of it. And then he
did, but nothing changed. He didn't feel any better. Just empty.
Now he was sixteen and still hunting the creatures of the night.
Only now he wasn't alone anymore, he had Ryou and Yugi, and a new purpose
for hunting. To protect his only two friends from suffering a similar
fate.
    Grabbing his purified true silver dagger he sheathed
it in his boot. How many vamps had died by this blade, he had lost
count. All he knew was that many more were going to meet the same
fate as their brethren before he met his own end. Checking his appearance
in the mirror and securing his weapon he headed out the door. "Let
the hunt begin."
~*~*~
    Marik loved the night scene, it made him feel euphoric
and in control. And of all the places he'd been too in this city
he liked this Paradise Lost the most. It had a gothic feel to it,
a place where mortals liked to pretend they were 'children of the night',
but what they failed to realize was that a true 'child of the night' dwelled
among them. Here, he alone had the power to shatter their precious
illusion. The power to make them question everything they had ever
known about this so called reality, that is, should he choose to let his
victim, or victims as it were, survive the night.
    Scanning the club for his new source of entertainment,
and ultimately his next meal, Marik's frosty lavender eyes settled on the
newest arrival. He had never seen this person before, and though
the lighting was low he could easily tell who or rather what it was. So
my Hikari is a Hunter. Well this will make things so much more entertaining.
He thought amused. He knew instantly that said Hunter was his Hikari,
simply by the resemblance of the other to himself. As for how he
knew the other was a Hunter. Any Tuoni or even low class vampire
with half a brain cell could spot a Hunter.

It was in the way the other person moved, breathed, but most of all,
it was in their aura. It reeked of death, or rather the undead.
    It never ceased to amuse Marik the irony of Hunter
and Vampire; both were in every sense of the word hunters, and both thought
they were above the other. And yet a Hunter would just as soon die
than admit that they have become what it is they hate. A killer.
Perhaps in their feeble minds it is done with the best of intentions, but
throughout history, some of the worst things imaginable have been done
with the best of intentions. A life is a life, and no matter what
the circumstances, the bitter truth of the matter is, no one on this Earth
has the right to take another's life. And yet, it is done all the
time.
    Marik leaned casually against the wall, ignoring
all the others, as he watched and waited for his Hikari to sense him.
"Let the games begin."

    No sooner had Malik entered the club when he sensed
the Vampire, but this one was different somehow. It didn't feel like
any vampire he had slain in the past. Could this be one of the
Tuoni Vampires I've heard about? Malik wondered. Though
Malik was known for being fearless, he couldn't help but feel more than
a little uneasy. Never in all of history had a Hunter been able to
destroy a Tuoni. If one had it was never documented, perhaps because
the Hunter did not survive to enjoy said victory. Just the same,
if I have to die to ensure this Tuoni's death than so be it.
Malik thought with utter conviction.
    The young Hunters pale lavender eyes scanned the
room, finally settling on a figure in the corner. Malik's eyes widened
in surprise as he noticed how much said figure looked like himself, with
a few differences of course. What sort of trickery is this?!
Malik thought with dismay. He did not have long to ponder this thought
though, as said person was walking straight for him. Malik took up
a battle stance, forgetting about the other people that surrounded him,
all who were oblivious of the danger they were in. Something didn't
feel right, and for the first time since the death of his family Malik
was afraid. Not so much for his life, but afraid for what little
sanity he had left.
    Marik had decided, as he closed the distance between
them, that he wanted to play with his Hikari for awhile. He could
smell the boys wariness, as well as his hesitant fear. Smirking he
stopped a mere foot away, taking in the sight of the beautiful boy.
"Well aren't you a pretty thing." Marik said, his voice low and seductive.
"Care to dance?" Marik asked, eyes dancing with amusement.
Malik nodded, knowing if this night were going to end with the death of
this unholy creature, he'd have to play along for now.
    Marik removed the boys coat tossing it on an empty
barstool, and then led him to the center of the dance floor, as Bylar by
Dead Can Dance blasted from the speakers. The music almost hypnotic
along with the slowly swirling lights made everything appear almost dreamlike.
Marik stood behind Malik wrapping his strong arms around the boys lithe
but tone form, pulling him into his chest. They began to move in
rhythm to the music, their bodies moving in perfect harmony with each other,
almost of their own accord.
    Malik felt as if he were in a trance as his eyes
closed and he leaned his head back against the taller mans shoulder.
He had never known dancing could feel so intimate, that he could feel so
exposed and yet still completely relaxed and at ease. Forgetting
himself, along with the reason for even being at this club, he couldn't
help but wish this feeling would never end. //It doesn't have to.//
A voice purred in his head.
    That was all it took to shatter the moment, as Malik's
eyes snapped open and he roughly stepped out of the other's grasp, turning
to face the Tuoni. Marik just smirked before he spoke, his voice
still low and sensual. "Well Hunter, here I am. Will you kill
me now, or shall I provide you with the proper motivation?" Malik
was taken aback by this statement. The Tuoni wanted him to kill him?

No he's toying with me. Malik thought angrily, letting out
a slight growl of annoyance. Marik chuckled at this and leaned forward
until his mouth was level with the boy's ear. "Shall we take this
outside, or would you prefer to put the lives of your own kind at risk?"
He purred softly.
    Malik stiffened as felt the hot breath of the other
on his ear sending a delightful shiver down his spine. When he regained
his senses Malik looked up to face his enemy, but said enemy was already
gone. Mentally shaking himself, he headed out of the club, grabbing
his coat and putting it back on, ready to face the Tuoni and destroy it.
    He exited the club and looked around, but the Tuoni
was no where in sight. Malik started walking to where he felt the
presence was strongest. As he was just about to pass an alleyway
he felt himself grabbed from behind and slammed roughly against the cold
cement wall. Malik silently cursed himself for being so careless,
and now he was at this Tuoni Vampire's mercy. "Who ever said I'd
show you mercy?" Marik asked curiously as he held the boy against
the wall by his throat with only one hand, his other hand brushing his
Hikari's bangs out of the boy's eyes. Malik glared at his Yami but
remained silent. Yes, Malik new all about Yami's and Hikari's, he
just never thought that he had a Yami. Part of him wanted to reach
out and embrace his Dark half, while another part of him screamed to kill
this wretched creature. The latter part was quickly losing the battle.
    Suddenly the pressure at his throat was released
and Malik slumped down to the cold ground. He just sat there, staring
at nothing. "Well, are you going to slay me or not?" Marik
taunted, rather enjoying this little game. "What happens to me if
I do?" Malik asked in a dazed tone, the fight in him all but gone.
Marik quirked a brow and replied, "Only one way to find out." Malik
let out a short unamused laugh, then asked "Why don't you just kill me
and be done with it." "If I had wanted to kill you, you'd be dead."
Was the other's reply. "So what now?" Malik asked getting to
his feet. "Your wish is my command." Marik replied grinning
like a madman.
"What?"
"Tell me what you want me to do and I'll do it."
"Your insane." Malik stated flatly.
"Perhaps." Marik mused aloud.
"Leave this city and never return." Malik finally said, though
for some reason the moment those words left his mouth, panic welled up
within him. He didn't want Marik to leave. "If you will come
with me then I will leave and never return." Marik stated, gauging
his Light's reaction. Tempted as Malik was he new he couldn't leave
Ryou and Yugi behind.
"I can't."
"Then I'm staying."
"Fine."
"I'll stay as your servant."
Now Malik was really confused. He'll stay as my servant?
What the hell? He really is insane. Malik thought almost
wistfully. Before Malik could question this Marik spoke up again.
"I'll help you hunt and kill the vampire's you so desperately wish to put
into extinction." "You'd betray your own kind?" Malik asked
in disbelief. "My loyalties now lay only with you, my beautiful master."
Marik replied happily, yet none the less serious. Shocked into silence,
Malik just nodded.
"But stop calling me master, my name is Malik."
"As you wish, Malik. My name's Marik by the way."
"Well I'm not really in the hunting mood anymore so I'm going home"
Malik said feeling tired.
"I'll go with you." Marik said as if it were a perfectly natural
thing to say.
"Whatever." Malik shrugged and started for home, a Tuoni at his
heels.
    They walked together in companionable silence, both
lost in their own thoughts. This is just too bizarre.
Malik thought bewildered. It was so supposed to be a simple self-employed
mission; go out, kill a vamp, go home, relax, and finally go to sleep.
Now he was allowing a Tuoni Vampire, who just happened to be his Yami,
to follow him to his house. The weirdest thing of all was the fact
that a Vampire from one of the strongest races of vampires was happily
willing to be his servant. A vampire of any kind serving a human
was just unheard of, but here they were Hunter and Vampire Servant.
    While Malik was having a hard time getting his thoughts
in order, Marik on the other hand was enjoying himself immensely.
//You are half right, no vampire in the history of the world has ever served
a human, however it is a different matter when referring to Yami's and
their Hikari's. The first Yami Ameretat-Hillel served his Hikari
Ky'Na-Halal,
just as I will serve you.// Marik told Malik telepathically.
The rest of the walk was silent as the two, Light and Dark, made their
way down the deserted streets.
~*~*~

Meanwhile, back at the Mouto residence Yugi and Ryou both sat in Yugi's
room, Ryou on the bed, Yugi on his denim beanbag chair. Both lost
in their own thoughts, neither aware just how similar their thoughts really
were. The tense silence was broken when Ryou finally spoke up.
"Um, Yugi, is everything all right, with you I mean? You seemed nervous
when Malik mentioned his hunt."

Yugi just
sat there, debating with himself on whether or not he should tell Ryou
about Atemu. Until a thought struck him. "So did you Ryou."

At Yugi's soft spoken statement Ryou suddenly resembled a deer caught in
headlights. Finally deciding that he could trust Yugi, he told him
about Bakura, leaving out a few things of course, like the intimacy they
had shared.

When Ryou finished Yugi then told his friend about Atemu, who those who
knew him just called Yami. Both boy's were happy that they could
finally confide in each other with this information. But the happiness
was short lived when they remembered that Malik had left to hunt.
"Do you think it was Yami or Bakura that he has gone after?" Yugi
asked worried for both their Yami's and Malik. "I don't know Yugi,
but I hope not. For all our sakes." Ryou replied. Yugi
nodded in agreement.

All they could
do was hope and wait, and pray everything would be okay.

TBC....

A/N 2 READ:
Remember the more REVIEWS I get the FASTER I will UPDATE!!!!

Also I know it seems that things are moving kind of fast for the Yami's
and their Hikari's, but keep in mind they are soulmates; two halves of
a whole, so of course they'd take to one another right away. However
there will undoubtedly be some conflict between them later on, 'cause face
it soulmates or not no relationship is perfect.
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