Let Go

Okay, many of you will want to kill me after this chapter. I’m sorry to inform all of you that there are many waiting before you and you’ll have to wait until aaaaall the other’s are done with me. Why, you ask? Trust me, as soon as you start reading the chapter you’ll figure it out *sweatdrops* yeah, this chapter ain’t a happy one. Well, anyway, have... well I supppose not that much fun reading but read anyway. R&R!
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--: 04 :--
Snapping?

Yami stumbled to the front door, his head feeling dazed and his senses clouded to the point where he hardly knew what was going on around him. The only sensation that constantly ran through his veins was the urge to hurt something; kill something.

The need to feel someone else’s blood run over his body and taste it as it trickled down his throat.

His sense of time had greatly dimmed, but vaguely he remembered that this feeling had been settling in for some time now. Since his fight with Kumiko two days prior it had become too strong to suppress. In the beginning he had wondered why the feeling was settling in, but now his mind hardly bothered to think of much of anything anymore.

Yami’s company, although barely and with a lot of effort, was still the number one. To keep it that way, Yami had to work late nights to get all his work done and this made him more irritable afterwards. The moment Yami stepped through the door of his house he heard the clock strike 3 in the morning, and his mood only worsened.

Yuugi looked up as soon as he heard the door open and rubbed his eyes. He’d been watching TV while waiting for Yami to come home, but had been dozing off slightly since it had become so late. All the others had already gone to bed and were most likely asleep by now. It somewhat unnerved Yuugi to be alone with Yami these days, considering the behaviour the other displayed now, but he didn´t want to show this nervousness in his own behaviour.

One look into his lover’s crimson eyes and Yuugi involuntarily moved back a little. Yami’s eyes looked far more clouded than they had that morning, and Yuugi knew the other was in no state to even be standing. Whatever was going to happen next would not be good most likely.

“Hey Yami.” The younger nervously got off the couch, trying to steady his voice as much as he could to not give away anything, “I see work kept you up late again huh?”

Yami didn’t answer at first, merely staring at Yuugi intently, his thoughts and emotions unreadable, before he stepped forward to stand right in front of his look-alike. “Yes, and I think I need some stress relief from all that.” The tone in Yami’s voice held nothing but lust, the usual playfulness or love nowhere to be found. Yuugi swallowed thickly, once more taking an involuntary step backwards.

Yami grinned, smelling the fear coming off Yuugi as he ran his eyes over the body in front of him. He briefly licked his lips and dimly noted that certain teeth seemed to have gotten longer as if he now had fangs, but paid it no heed.

“Come on, Aibou. Let’s go upstairs.” Without being able to protest, Yuugi was swung over Yami’s shoulder as the latter of the two set off to their bedroom. Yuugi squirmed and protested, though he didn’t want to wake up anyone else in the house. If one of the others found Yami in this state who knew what they would do. They all knew that Yami was getting far too close to the point of no return, and if they caught even a glimpse of Yami like this, Yuugi didn’t even want to know what they’d do to stop Yami, and what Yami would in turn do to defend himself.

Without the slightest care for the protests coming from Yuugi, Yami continued his way to their bedroom, throwing Yuugi on the bed before walking back to the door and locking it. A maniacal grin once more split his face as he turned back to the bed, seeing Yuugi with a somewhat fearful look on his face. The desire he’d been feeling for so long now seemed to grow at the sight and smell of fear, and Yami felt lightheaded.

He wanted more of that feeling and he wanted to give in to the desire to taste someone else’s blood running down his throat.

He needed to taste it.

With that as his only thought, Yami walked over to the bed, Yuugi’s protests increasing, his reasoning sounding more and more nervous. Yami could barely even make out what Yuugi was saying and simply dismissed the words. Yuugi was his. He could do whatever he wanted to the other.

Without letting Yuugi get another word out, Yami kissed the other as he lay down. He felt the body beneath him relax a little, though a certain tenseness stayed. Yami ignored it as he let his hands roam the body beneath him, the clothes Yuugi was wearing preventing him from feeling the other’s flesh.

Annoyed at this but unwilling to break the kiss, Yami subconsciously let his nails grow out, the points sharp and ready to cut through anything. Without care Yami ripped through the clothes, his nails also scraping Yuugi’s skin in the process.

Yuugi’s body immediately tensed at the pain as a small trail of blood trickled from the wound. At the smell Yami immediately pulled away and looked at it. His eyes grew darker as he watched the red liquid flow and his desire surged through his body.

His mind didn’t even process the pleads Yuugi was making as Yami bend down and licked the blood away, the pleasurable lightness in his head immediately increasing. Yami’s sense dimmed completely as only one thought remained.

He wanted more blood.

Yami’s teeth scraped over Yuugi’s skin further as his nails purposefully dug into the pale skin. Yuugi cried out and whimpered, trying to get out of Yami’s grip but the older was holding him too tight. He could sense the other’s aura changing from dazed to something he had never felt before, but instantly recognized.

Bloodlust. Yami had tasted his blood and was not going to stop this until he was sated. It was not the full version where Yami would go on a killing spree just to see blood flow, but the last stage before that would happen. Yuugi knew Yami would go into the actual Bloodlust without doubt now, and it wouldn’t be long after tonight.

Crying out again as Yami nipped his pulse roughly to draw blood, Yuugi turned away in an attempt to distance himself from what was happening. His screams and whimpers seemed to only encourage Yami to continue, but he couldn’t help them from passing his lips. He knew what was coming, and he couldn’t believe it was actually happening.

Within mere minutes both Yuugi and Yami’s clothes lay ripped apart next to the bed. Tears were flowing freely from the younger’s eyes as the older continued to drift further and further into his daze. Blood was flowing from wounds Yuugi knew were deep enough to leave scars as the younger was quite suddenly turned on his stomach.

Yuugi tried to catch himself on his arms but before he could do anything he felt Yami’s weight on top of him again. Without the slightest bit of warning or preperation Yami thrust into him, tearing another pain-filled cry from the younger. Once more it only seemed to increase the pleasure Yami was in as the older began to thrust harshly.

Yuugi clenched his eyes shut as he tried to stay silent, a pain that felt like he was being torn apart from the inside spreading through his body and making this almost impossible.

For minutes this went on as Yami attacked the unmarred skin on Yuugi’s back as well, blood soon running over the pale skin. Yuugi felt himself become dizzy and knew it was because he was losing so much blood. His attempts at getting away had ceased some time ago because it was simply useless, but now Yuugi doubted he’d even have the energy to try anything.

More time passed before Yami finally came with a satisfied growl. He didn’t bother to pull out of Yuugi, simply letting himself fall on top of the other as he closed his eyes with a sated look on his face. Before long he was already asleep, snoring lightly.

Gathering all the energy he had left, and some he didn’t even think he had, Yuugi carefully slipped out from under Yami, crumbling to the ground as soon as his feet came in contact with it. He bit back a sob, knowing he had to remain quiet so Yami wouldn’t wake up and repeat what had just happened, and dragged himself to the bathroom.

He crawled into the shower, letting burning hot water soak him and wash away all the blood still clinging to his body. The water was far too hot but Yuugi just wanted all traces to be gone, even though he knew this would be impossible with the wounds still visible.

He sobbed freely, his tears barely visible as they mingled with the water crashing down on him, and curled up in a corner of the bathtub that was still under the stream of water. He wanted to forget everything that had just happened and what it meant would happen later, but the pain still screaming throughout his body wouldn’t allow it.

He had no idea how long he had been curled up in the bathtub when he finally stopped crying or how long it took him after that to make up his mind about everything. All he really knew was that he had to tell the others what had happened that night so they all knew what he knew as well.

There would be no stopping Yami from going into his Bloodlust.
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“Hey, has anyone seen Yuug yet? I thought he’d be gettin’ ready for work by now.” Joey glanced around the group of friends that were all sitting aroud the kitchen table. Everyone shrugged, not knowing either but assuming Yuugi’s schedule had changed so he could sleep in or something.

“I’ll go check on him,” Ryou got up from his chair but before he could take another step his eye caught sight of someone coming down the stairs, “Never mind, there he is.” Ryou smiled at the figure before his mood dropped. He could see Yuugi was limping a little and clutching his body with both arms as if to protect it.

Everyone had turned at Ryou’s words and saw the same thing, eyes widening as they also caught sight of scars and bruises on their friend’s arms. Everyone immediately rose and rushed over to the other.

“Yuugi, what happened?!” Malik’s eyes ran over the rest of Yuugi’s body but his view was blocked by the clothes the other wore. Yuugi’s aura was screaming pain though, so he knew the scars and bruises on his friend’s arms were not the only wounds.

As Yuugi reached his friends he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath to calm himself and to try and keep as much pain from his voice as possible before speaking, “Yami...” His eyes opened again and he saw shock in eveyone’s eyes, though some hid it better than others.

“Wait... that idiot Yami did this?” Bakura narrowed his eyes, knowing what that meant.

Yuugi merely nodded before trying to walk to the couch, wanting to just sit even though he knew it would hurt. The others stayed silent, helping him to sit down and seeing him wince and whimper as soon as he did.

“Yuug… did he…?” Joey didn’t want to actually voice his thoughts and looked hesitantly at his best friend, hoping the other would contradict him. Yuugi just closed his eyes and nodded again, obviously not able or willing to voice Joey’s thought eigther. All present knew exactly what was meant though.

A heavy silence ruled over the group for a few moments before Yuugi opened his eyes again and looked at Ryou. “Uhm... do you think you could heal me up a bit?” he smiled awkwardly and Ryou immediately rushed over to comply. Yuugi gave his friend a grateful smile, “Thanks.”

Before anything else could be said, Joey rose from his seat with a glare on his face, “I’m gonna kick his ass for dis!” he was already walking towards the door as Bakura rolled his eyes and Yuugi protested.

“Joey, no!” The blonde turned back with an annoyed look that clearly stated he didn’t want to stop. Yuugi sighed, shaking his head.

“He can’t help it, it’s the Bloodlust. Yami would never do this...” Yuugi sighed again as he looked down at the ground, grateful that Ryou’s spells were taking effect and the pain in his body was decreasing rapidly.

“Can’t help it?!” Joey glared, “De guy freakin’ raped ya! How can you be defendin’ him?!”

Bakura scoffed, “Haven’t you been paying attention to what Mariku and I have been saying for quite some time now? A demon in Bloodlust doesn’t know what the hell he’s doing. This was obviously the second last stage of his Bloodlust and therefore I think it’s obvious that he isn’t sane enough anymore to actually know what he’s doing.”

Another silence fell as Ryou finished up healing Yuugi. The latter flashed another grateful smile at his friend,
the pain in his body gone though he knew some of the scars were still visible, never to go away again.

“So what are we going to do now?” Malik glanced around, for once not knowing what to do or what to say. Everyone else present glanced at each other before Yuugi sighed.

“He won’t last long, there’s a chance he’ll snap even today. We can’t stop him obviously, so we have to take him somewhere else so he can rage there.”

A smirk immediately broke out on Bakura’s face, “Hell, he can go demon killing. I don’t think any of us mind if some demons get killed by all of this, and I’m sure Yami won’t be so guilty about it either.” A grin immediately appeared on Mariku’s face as well as the blonde imagined all the demons dying at Yami’s hands.

“Well, I guess it’s better than letting him loose in this world...” Yuugi sighed and smiled weakly, “Besides, he’s still their ruler so he has the right to kill them off anyway.” He chuckled dispite himself.

“Good, now that that’s settled, we need a plan; Yami isn’t just going to come willingly if he’s that far gone,” Bakura looked pointedly at Yuugi. No one argued the statement, “so let’s start planning.”
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Yami growled in annoyance at his computer screen. He’d been sitting in the office day in day out and what did he get in return? Some useless money. If he wanted something, couldn’t he just steal it? After all, a few spells and he could break into anyplace he wanted. Once more he considered throwing the computer in front of him out of the window.

He had already gotten up, hands grabbing the computer to finally comply with what he’d wanted to do for weeks, when a burst of flames caught his attention. Flames of this size bursting out of nowhere could only mean one thing, and that was a demon visiting him.

It seemed some demons actually had a death wish.

A woman around her thirties appeared from the flames and Yami didn’t even bother to wait until she would speak. For whatever reason she was here, he didn’t care. He’d given a warning for demons to stay away from him and he was really in no mood to deal with them right now.

A shriek sounded as the woman dodged the blast send at her with unhuman speed. Yami growled; now he couldn’t even blow a simple demon up? This really wasn’t doing anything for his mood.

“Bastard. You might want to listen to the guests you get here before blowing them up or you’ll never earn any money.” The woman glared at him but Yami returned the look tenfold.

“I warned all demons to get the fuck out of my life so fuck off.” His voice had turned to a growl, sounded gruff and nothing like what it had sounded before.

“Well fine, I guess you don’t care about your little sister getting killed then. Bye now.” Though his clouded mind, Yami still registered the mention of Kumiko. His Bloodlust faded somewhat though it barely showed in his body language or voice.

“What the hell did you do to Kumiko?!” The demon found herself pinned to the wall, claws digging into her skin as she stared into garnet-coloured eyes. Yami’s fangs were bared and some of his shadow powers formed a slight aura around him. All the woman did was smirk.
“I see even in this state you care for her. Good, that will make this all so much easier. Tsumi has her and he’d like to talk to you. If-“ She didn’t get to say anything else as she burst into black flames. Yami straightened, the magic he’d just used fading away. Killing the demon had made him feel good, better than he’d felt in quite a while, with maybe the exception of last night. And with Tsumi daring to kidnap his sister, there was soon to be another death.

At that point his door burst open and all his housemates stormed in. Yami glanced at them and narrowed his eyes at the feel of magic beaming off them. Were they going to attack him?

“Yami, I’m going to do something I’ve wanted to do for quite a while.” Bakura grinned as he send a spell Yami’s way. Malik scowled as he and Ryou quickly put up the barriers to keep everything safe and everyone outside of the room unknowing of what was going in. So much for waiting until that barrier was safely up.

Yami’s eyes narrowed further as he simply blocked the blast, barely even feeling any sting. “You come in here to kill me?! And I see no one trying to stop you. So much for friends. Now why the fuck are you trying to kill me while Kumiko was kidnapped?!” Everyone in the room paused in their actions. Bakura and Mariku held the curses they’d been about to throw Yami’s way as Yuugi broke the spell he’d been preparing to bind his lover. All stared at Yami in confusion as the garnet-eyed man scoffed.

“I’ll make sure to return that favour as soon as I’m back, Tomb Robber.” Without another word Yami burst into black flames, shadows rapidly wrapping around him as he transported to Hell.

“What just happened?” Joey stared at the spot Yami had just left dumbfounded.

Yuugi’s senses worked fast in trying to locate Kumiko, trying to figure out if what Yami had said was true or if they’d just missed their chance for nothing. His eyes widened as he sensed the girl in Hell. “Fuck, Kumiko’s in Hell!”

Bakura’s eyes narrowed as he sensed as well before cursing, “She’s with Tsumi. Well that’s just dandy.” A sudden smirk appeared on his face. “On the other hand, I still have a score to settle with him.”

Mariku grinned at Bakura’s last remark, “Does that mean we get to kill some more demons?” His look resembled an
excited 5-year old who’d just been told they were going to Disneyworld.

“Yes, yes it does.” Bakura and Mariku were gone before anyone could say something.

“Guys!” Yuugi sighed in defeat and rubbed his face. Great. Kumiko was kidnapped, Yami had escaped, and Bakura and Mariku just took off without so much as a plan. This had ‘doom’ spelled all over it.

“Eh… Yuug? What are we gonna do?” Joey glanced at his younger friend, obviously wanting to go ‘kick some demon ass’ as he usually put it. Yuugi shook his head, “Well, if we’re going to die, why not all together.” He grumbled some curses under his breath.

“Oh come on, we can take anything. And since Yami’s already in Hell now we won’t even have to do that part. Now all we’ve got to do is keep him there.” Malik grinned, the prospect of being able to beat some demons up very appealing to him.

All angels quickly released their full power before white magic enveloped them and transported them to Hell.

What they saw was not pretty.
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Yeah... ^^; have fun making plans for killing me when it’s your turn ne? Review and next update’ll be Saturday, after that updates will start up weekly again like it used to be.