Man Hunt

It’s a small world after all…*lost in a Disney song? Read fic*

crazieanimefan1: hes a sugar fiend… he’ll lick the sugar off of any thing….*wink*

happy yaoi lover: it is sad *cries* poor baku and marik-kun… all because some ppl are too blind to see true love no matter wat form… srry if it was a little confusing… don’t worry… all will be explained in the next chappy or your money back…

Eres: it gets better…well… at least I think it does…

DirtyHentaiGoddess: he has some more struggling to do… and he also gets to watch other ppl struggle too..hehehe

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(Ryou)

I rushed in to Bakura’s arms and clung to him tightly. Was it too late? Had I gotten there too late? I sobbed on his shirt, and whimpered to him that I had done my best. The humans I had brought in to the room looked confused and angry.

Bakura tilted my chin up and ki eac each tear that fell, his soft velvet lips brushing against my skin. My eyes met his; I never before noticed what a beautiful shade of brown they were, like honeyed dark chocolate.

“No, my dear little kitty, you are not too late. Perfect timing actually” Bakura said as he kissed my forehead. I buried my head in his chest and I felt my tail and ears returning.

I pulled my head off of him and he led me to the couch. A fire started going in the fireplace, adding more light to the room, then the candles could provide. By now the humans I had led into the wooden house were really pissed that they had been tricked by “A bunch of gay ass boys”.

I turned away from them to face the opposite direction, looking straight into the fire. I turned my back on my once fellow man. I was a monster… luring humans to their death. I played with my tail as the screams began. They seemed to fill the whole house.

Maybe if I took just a peek… juo seo see what was happening…

I turned around a bit and caught site of what was happening while I had looked the other way. It was horrifying, blood seeped out of the mutilated bodies. Bakura and Marik were on there hands and knees ripping the flesh off the corpses, tearing at their victims with tooth and claw. Organs lay spilled out of there hosts and smell of shed blood was every where.

I turned away quickly, covering my mouth with my hand. I think I’m going to throw up. Bits of flesh and muscle haid iid in tattered messes here and there. What had I done?

I bit back the tears… eternity or not, I’ll never get used to watching this happen. To think that this might have been Malik and I, to think we might have been the bloody mess that lay on the floor was too hard to imagine. I heard footsteps in the puddle of blood behind me.

I turned around to see who it was. Bakura stood there…his eyes glowing red, his mouth covered in human blood… his shirt soaked in it. He gently took my hand in his and pulled me up and to him. I could see a shadow hovering around him; it looked like it was breathing. I could almost make out its dark form as it swirled around Bakura, it made shapes around him, a fox like tail, wolf like ears, paws like a mountain lion. But these shapes drifted away before I could be certain they were ever there.

Wait….I remember… when I was running to get Malik across the bridge, two large shadowy shapes had followed us… chased us. They were Marik and Bakura!

Bakura saw the recognition in my eyes and gave me a fanged smile. So they were shadowy demons of the dark… and I guess I belonged to them.

Bakura led me over to the one of the bodies laying on the ground, my foot making a little splashing sound as I moved through the puddles of blood. A voice whispered through my head ”eat, eat until you can eat no more, till your drunk on blood”.

I bent down to a corpse with its stomach slashed open and started feeding. I closed my eyes and let the warm blood pass through my lips, the taste of cooling flesh on the pallet of my tongue. I ate with more urgency; I didn’t before realize how hungry I was. I put my hands on either side of the wound to steady my self as I tore ferociously at the soft tissue before me.

My tongue passed over my teeth as I tried to lap up some of the blood. I felt the fangs; it was strange I only seemed to find fangs in my mouth when I fed off of human blood. I lifted my face out of the body to take a breath of air, the blood trickling down my chin, staining my clothes.
e ble blood that had run down my throat was intoxicating, the smell, the texture, it all made me feel high. I had never done drugs, but was this the feeling they described? The room wasn’t quite steady, I felt a little dizzy, but it was good, it was refreshing. I felt giddy; I think I giggled a bit. Every thing was swaying but, but I had never felt happier. I licked blo blood off of my top lip, slowly swaying to the music no one heard.

I felt warm lips on me kissing me; I opened my eyes and saw Bakura leaning over me. How did I get on the floor? Bakura continued to ravish me with kisses, he seemed to be in the same state I was. I laughed and pulled him down to me, pulling him in to a deep kiss. His tongue in my mouth, I could taste the blood he had drunk.

If only Malik could enjoy this with me…. Wait… Malik! What was I doing?! I got up quickly and it took me a few seconds for my body catch up. I looked around the room… at the bones at my feet. Had I…? Had I eaten that whole body? No… Bakura was sitting next to me… surely he must have helped. I quickly stood to my feet; it feels like I’m going to fall over. I look around and catch sight of the window.

Malik…Malik’s out side staring at me… he looks horrified. I look at my self…

Oh gods….

I’m covered in blood! My hands are soaked with it….I…I have blood on my hands. Malik… he’s still staring at me…

I get up and quickly run to the back room. He can’t see me like this… he can’t! I feel tears sliding down my cheeks, making the blood that was smeared there; run, causing two little tear marked paths. I throw myself in to one of the rooms and lock the door.

(Malik)

I watched as Ryou stared eating the body. What was he doing? The Ryou I knew would never do that…he wouldn’t even think of doing some thing that horrible. I just watched in horror as he ate at the fresh corpse, Bakura crawled over to help Ryou finish the meal. It was gruesome to see my beloved Ryou eating the flesh of another human.

Bakura kissed Ryou and bushed him over, trying to slide Ryou’s pants off, but Ryou sat up suddenly and looked straight at me. I fell back a bit, it was scary, and his eyes were glowing red, just like Bakura and Marik’s were. He panicked and ran down the hall. I ran to the back of the house to try to locate what room he had gone in to…

(Bakura)

Damn does that Ryou know how to pick ‘em or what?! I haven’t been able to bring over this many young people for a long time. I led Ryou over to enjoy the meal he brought us. He’s still human…well mostly human…but I think his demon side would enjoy this. I watch him eat…boy what an appetite… Moving closer to him I start kissing him and he brings me down to kiss him roughly. I do so, and start pulling off his pants. Darn!

He gets up looks around and runs away. Feh… scaredy-cat…well the foods practically all gone and there’s still the evidence we need to destroy.

“Marik… I’m going out to bring the two cars off the road so that no one gets suspicious. I need your help… will you please stop gnawing on that leg and help me?!” I ask a little frustrated at my loves inattention.

Marik rolls his eyes at me and follows me out the door…

(Ryou)

I cry into the pillow… what have I done? The tears come faster.

What am I?...sob…What will become of me?...sob…

I hear the window creek open, some ones climbing through the window…sitting on the bed …

I roll over to see Malik sitting next to me; he reaches out a hand to rub my back… I pull away.

“Go away Malik! You don’t want to be near a monster like me!” I scream at him as the tears flow down my cheek. How I long for him to touch me… I just can’t trust myself though… what if I attack him and try to eat him? He still has that wound Marik gave him, what if his blood leads me to try to eat him. The wound he got from the thorn is still there too. What if the smell of him makes me go crazy and I end up raping him?

He still comes closer to me, his eyes…those violet depths stare at me sadly. I look away... I look at every thing in the room except him. My eyes falling on the large standing mirror in the corner of the bedroom.

I see the demon staring back at me, I move my hand and it moves his. That’s me… that’s what I look like? My eyes are glowing red, and I’m covered in blood from head to…tail…

I push Malik away from me again. Looking around desperately, I grab the covers on the bed, and start trying to wipe the blood off of my self. Most of its not coming off… I start crying again tears sliding down my face.

Malik just grabs a hold of me, a see caring in his eyes. He moves closer to me, bending his lips to mine his he kisses me, and then starts licking the blood off my face. His little pink tongue moving up and down, removing the blood that was smeared across my mouth.

I close my eyes and let him continue licking…it feels good. His hands now roaming over me, removing my blood soaked shirt, tossing it carelessly on to the floor. He presses me down on to the bed. Hands removing the pants that have some how ended up half way off me.

Delicate fingers run down my chest, massaging my hardening shaft. I push hisrt ort off in one fluid motion. My hands roaming over his chest. I feel the high again…except this time it’s because of Malik. I let out a little moan as he kisses down my body.

I’m so glad that I’m still man enough to enjoy this… maybe leading those humans to there doom wasn’t so bad after all if I could enjoy this…

Malik’s moving too slow… he’s kissing me to gently… I let out a small growl and find that now I’m on top of him. I pin his arms to the bed and kiss him with great longing. Its his turn to be at the bottom, his turn to experience what I felt.

Grabbing the belt from his pants I buckle his hands together. He looks a little worried now…poor thing… you know I tried to warn him…

I flip him over, his butt st up up in the air….how tempting… I run my hand over those round globes. His skin is so soft; I pet my own rock hard length. I put my hands on Malik’s hips, teasing his entrance with my item. His eyes go wide in terror, I ram into him none to gently, he’s tight… I love it. I pull out then push into him again. I hear him screamto tto the pillow as I repeat my motion over and over again. His body feels so good, I run my hand down to his item and start playing with his delicate flesh.

He tries to move away, he doesn’t like the way I’m touching him…the way I ram into him causing him to bleed. I had suffer through this for him…it makes sense he suffer through this too. I feel blood trickling down his leg, the smell is exhilarating, I released into my tight young friend. Pulling out and licking the blood off his legs… I can taste some of my spilt essence mixed with it.

He’s crying, sobbing all over the pillow I was crying on. I hear clapping behind me… it turn around and see Bakura leaning in the door way clapping for me with a smile on his face. Marik has his arms wrapped around Bakura kissing Bakura’s neck.

What…what happened… I look in the mirror and see my self…eyes still glowing… but now it isn’t just my foods blood I’m covered in... I have Malik’s blood on me too. My hands sticky with his release…when did that happen?

Malik is slumped on the bed, his hands still tied together with the leather belt. Bakura walks over to us, I sit there in confusion and Bakura sits next to me, running his hands over Malik’s back.

Long slashes run in different directions all him. Fresh blood seeps out of the long cutow dow did those get there? I don’t remember doing that to him… I don’t…

Looking down at my hands I see blood and bits of his flesh under my nails… no there not my nails…there my claws…

I shrink back in horror… no….what did I do to Malik?

Bakura rolls Malik over on to his stomach, unbuckling the belt that I had tied around Malik’s arms, apparently I had tied it too tight… red marks appear when the belt is removed. Gently Bakura moves Malik’s shaking form on to his lap, running his hand softly over Malik’s face.

I come near to try to comfort Malik but he shrinks back from me, closer to Bakura. It’s kind of ironic…. Bakura looks normal and I still look like some thing out of the dark abyss. Marik sits down next to me.

“We heard some one screaming bloody murder from the cabin, what a show” Malik said with a smirk on his face.

“I…I didn’t mean… I…” I stutter.

“Stop your yowling you stupid cat…you know you enjoyed it” Marik says as he moves closer to Malik running his hand tenderly up and down Malik’s leg.

Bakura put a finger to Malik’s lips hushing him, then he traced my loves jaw line, tilting his chin up exposing Malik’s neck to me. Malik tried to wiggle free but it was no use. I knew personally how strong Bakura was, there was no getting out of his grip.

“Finish him off Ryou... take his life…” Bakura says to me softly. Malik’s frightened now…he’s trying harder to escape… nothings working and his neck is still unprotected…inviting…

”do it…prove your self to me… do it and we’ll grant you true demon hood” a voice whispers in my head.

I lean over Malik’s neck….

….I’m sorry…

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This fic ain’t over yet folks…stay tuned for the pulse pounding conclusion! And make sure to review!