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Title: Love in the shadows

Chapter 6: Hell is hot

Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh!

Pairing: Anzu x Ryou (slight pairing with other characters)

I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! Or any of its characters

Warning! This is rated M for a reason, do not read if you do not like swearing or sexual content. Though there may be none in this chapter, there may be in later chapters.

Anzu heard her heart beating in her ears. Her breathing was quiet but sounded so much louder to her and her mouth became dryer and dryer with each step she took. The hallway was completely dark, robbing her of her sense of sight. Relying on her sense of touch as she slid along the wall and the sound of quiet whispers she carefully made her way towards the main room. The quiet voices became clearer the closer she got to the staircase. Stopping at the corner wall just before the top step she heard a deep and unknown voice speak

"- surprised there were so many girls on the bus" She blinked. Another guy? It wasn't Duke and while there was something seductive in it, it wasn't as dark as Bakuras. It was deep and strong, like the voice of a noble leader

"Yeah, lucky us. Most of them are pretty easy on the eyes as well" another different voice, this one smooth as silk, enchanting and dangerous. Like a tempting serpent. Anzu carefully slid along the wall before the step, getting as close as she could without being seen from the bottom of the steps

"Looks don't really matter much though do they?" a somewhat child like voice asked. It was higher and lacked any tones of seduction. It was innocent sounding, like a care free child.

"No" the deep voice replied "but it dose make it more pleasant." Quiet laughter filled the room that made Anzu's skin crawl until a voice she recognized as Dukes spoke.

"We'll have to be more careful this time though, their teacher isn't a total idiot and if something goes wrong we'll be in deep trouble"

"What could go wrong?" the silky voice asked "None of them looks strong enough to put up a fight-"

"The brown haired girl who noticed us could be a problem" an icy voice spoke. This voice chilled her to the bone. There was a sort of arrogance to the voice, like royalty addressing its servants. Anzu shivered not only from the coolness of the voice but also from fear. She hoped that one of the other brunet girls noticed them. She had already had her fair share of unwanted attention to last a life time.

"Anzu?" Duke answered. Said girl cursed her luck. They were talking about her. "She's definitely not normal"

A dark voice scoffed "You can say that again. Little bitch almost broke my arm earlier". This voice made Anzu's insides freeze. It was similar to Bakura's in its tone but also like the silky voice. More like a deadly serpent than a tempting one but still with a hint of something alluring.

"Well you two shouldn't have been messing with her in the bath anyway" A voice that was un-mistakably Bakuras said, as dark and mocking as it had been in their earlier encounter.

"Well maybe she shouldn't have looked so fun to tease" the dark voice chuckled in reply.

"Or sounded so cute when she whimpered" the silky voice said with a hint of cruel amusement that made Anzu cringe. "Besides; you're the one who got friendly with her in the kitchen"

"About that" Duke mumbled "What the hell exactly happened?"

"Don't know" Bakura answered flatly "One second I'm in front of her, next I'm slammed up against the wall covered in some kind of mist."

"Mist?" the icy voice asked

"Yeah, sort of a blackish purple cloud with sparks of electricity"

"Did it hurt?" the childish voice again. Bakura snorted

"Yeah, like hundreds of tiny needles pricking me with sharpened icicles"

"Sounds like what we felt before she blasted us into the tiles" the dark voice murmured

"Indeed" the silky voice agreed.

From her hiding place Anzu was trembling. 'It was real. The purple stuff swirling around my hands, I didn't imagine it' She covered her mouth to quiet the gasps of disbelieve threatening to escape. 'What's going on?' He said it was like needles, but when it was wrapped around her fingers she felt no pain. In fact, she didn't remember feeling anything when she looked t it. Not only in her hands but everywhere. Like her whole body suddenly went numb or lost the ability to feel.

Her knees began to grow weak, threatening to buckle beneath her as hot bile burned the bottom of her throat. Everything was so confusing. She felt like vomiting but held it back- getting sick would not help the situation.

"How bizarre" the deep voice mumbled "Maybe she's one of us? It would explain how she broke Duke's charm"

"I don't think so "Duke said "She only broke free when she saw you idiots moving around"

"Watch your mouth Devlin" the icy voice hissed "She wouldn't have noticed us if you hadn't taken so long seducing her". There was a long pause. Anzu assumed Duke was glaring at the owner of the icy voice. Seducing her? Oh god, that's why he was acting so friendly before. And she fell for it, hook line and sinker.

Could she have been any stupider? She knew he was a playboy from the moment he opened his stupid handsome mouth….she did not just call him handsome. She didn't. Okay she did. 'But Bakura's hotter….Did I just? Oh God! What the hells wrong with me?' The brunet clutched her head in a mixture of confusion and self disgust while the deep voice broke the silence below.

"So basically the strange girl is off limits. What about the others?" Duke let out a weary sigh

"Yes, yes, they're all normal. Just don't go nuts and we should be safe"

"It's a bad idea" a new voice spoke. This one was quiet and almost timid with his words. Like a child unsure of the answer he was giving an adult. Anzu was also surprised at how gentle the voice was. The other voices, with the exception of the child like voice, all held a dark note to them. Like every word was laced with a malicious undertone. This voice had none. It was pure.

"Care to elaborate?" the silky voice questioned

"She saw Bakura. She knows Duke lied about being the only one living here. When she wakes up she'll probably tell her instructor. He'll get suspicious and when the other girls come to him his suspicions will be re-enforced. Even if none of them remember he's bound to notice how weak they look" There was another long pause, as if the other voices were letting the words sink in.

It made sense. Anzu definitely planned on telling her instructor about Bakura and the strange things happening in this messed up mansion. The only reason she hadn't said anything when she met him outside the kitchen was:

(A) Her mind was pre-occupied with her stomach's persistent growling,

(B) She was so hungry she had just hallucinated a painting coming to life and smile at her (at least she hoped it was a hallucination)

(C) How do explain to a man that you were fondled in the bath without stuttering and stumbling over your words in embarrassment?

Safe to say Anzu did not regret forgetting mentioning it to her teacher. However after meeting Bakura in the kitchen, there was no doubt that Duke deceived them. She considered going to his room right now and waking him before the voices in the main room could fulfill their plans with the other girls. A low growl stopped her though as the deep voice spoke

"This is your fault" the deep voice accused

"What?" an angry Bakura snapped in reply

"If you hadn't introduced yourself to her than there'd be no problem"

Bakura scoffed "Oh please. And I suppose she would think she imagined getting felt up in the bath by those two"

"Jealous are we?" the dark voice chuckled. Anzu gagged. A nauseating feeling rose in her gut and the need to vomit returned full blast. She was humiliated and disgusted as she recalled the intimate and disturbing touches from earlier. A small bubble of rage quickly followed but she pushed it back down. It seemed that every time she got angry something went wrong.

"Devlin?" the icy voice asked

"Yeah?"

"You made sure to tell them all to stay in their rooms after midnight right?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"There's a foot sticking out at the top of the stairs"

Anzu froze. The voices fell silent. Time stood still as she slowly rolled her eyes downward to look at her feet. The tip of her toes on her left foot peeked out from behind the corner. How did he see it? It was completely pitch black and even if he was standing at the bottom of the stairs, it would be near impossible to spot something so small. A deep sense of dread quickly consumed her heart.

The next second Anzu realized she had bolted down the hallway away from the stair case, her bare feet running faster than her mind could keep up with. She hadn't even thought of where she was running to, just that she had to get away.

She thought of going back to her room, maybe hiding under the covers and pretending she was still asleep but it would also mean she would be cornered with no way of escaping.

Not that running blindly through unknown corridors was a much better option but right now she was running on pure instinct. The instinct to get away.

Suddenly Anzu felt something cold grab her shoulders 'No!' she screamed in her mind as the icy touch pulled her back making her stumble over her own feet. It was impossible. There was no way anyone could possibly run that fast. Anyone who was human anyway.

Her breath hitched at the thought.

She tried to scream, to alert the others of the danger she was in but it was immediately cut off by a frozen hand covering her mouth. She still screamed but it was completely muffled. She struggled but the grip on her shoulder only intensified, pulling her against a solid and freezing form.

She struggled harder as the figure wrapped their arm around her waist, pinning her against their chest with their other hand still clamped firmly over her mouth. She considered biting the unknown hand but decide against it. She was basically at their mercy and making them angry would definitely not help her any.

She still struggled against the body, digging her heels into the floor as she was slowly dragged backwards. However nothing seemed to work. Anzu's heart pumped loudly in her ears her breath quickening. She was panicking. Tears fell freely from her eyes as she chocked back a sob. What was wrong with her? She was stronger than this. But the overall feeling of helplessness overtook her completely. She began to tremble uncontrollably.

Her captor seemed to notice this as they stopped moving and leaned down until hot breath wafted past her ear. Amazing how something so cold could create something so hot.

"Please calm down. We're not going to hurt you. I promise" the voice was the quiet timid one that had spoken against the others plan. He spoke slowly but clearly. It was soothing and despite the fear of her position Anzu felt herself calming ever so slightly.

"If I take my hand away, do you promise not to scream?" Anzu nodded and he slowly slid his hand from her face wrapping it around her waist with the other so he was holding her in a somewhat awkward embrace. Anzu took in a shaky breath, exhaling hard in n attempt to calm down. It worked a little so she did it again. The quiet voice didn't say anything as she did this, instead waiting patiently for her to relax in his hold.

After several deep breaths, she had stopped crying and began to sniff her now runny nose. As she did she caught the scent of cotton off her captor's clothes. It wasn't overly powerful but mild, like fading soap or washing detergent. She snorted when she inhaled too fast and felt extremely embarrassed when the figure chuckled. It wasn't mocking like the laughter the other shadow figures used on her but rather just being amused at the noise. She herself let out an embarrassed laugh, smiling slightly. She was definitely insane. How else could she possibly be laughing in this situation?

"Feeling better?" he asked her softly.

"Yeah" she replied quietly. It was strange. A moment ago she was almost having a panic attack from him restraining her, now she was talking to him like they were friends.

'It's his voice' she realized. There really wasn't anything dangerous about it. No darkness or malicious intent.

"Did you catch her?" Duke asked from somewhere behind them.

"Yeah" he answered loosening his grip on her slightly. Not enough for her to get away but likely so that she could walk comfortably instead of him dragging her.

"Right" Duke mumbled "Bring her to the main sitting room" She felt him nod and turn her around slowly so that she was facing the stairs way once more. He nudged her gently indicating for her to walk forward. It was still pitch black but the figure seemed to have no trouble navigating through the halls.

After a while they stopped and she was twirled around so she was now facing the quiet voice. His hands moved up to her shoulders. The action confused her until he gently pushed her down onto a seat. She shifted slightly as he pulled away, trying to get more comfortable in what felt like an armchair.

For a moment light blinded her, seeing only white, her eyes stinging with tears. Slowly her eyes adjusted to see blurry colors and shapes. She gently rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, wiping away the excess liquid.

"Anzu?"

She opened her eyes and looked up, meeting two familiar emerald orbs. Duke stared down at her with a contemplating look. He sighed

"How much did you hear?" She blinked at him, unsure of how to answer him. Should she play dumb and pretend she heard nothing? No. No that would be pretty pointless in her current situation.

"A little bit before you started talking about me" she answered honestly. Duke let out another sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose

"Wonderful" he murmured sarcastically.

He stared at her for another moment and gave a deep sigh.

"Enough with the sighing already" Bakura growled

"We already knew she knew about us so knock off the dramatics"

Duke turned around, his back now facing Anzu.

"Shut up" he snapped back "I'm trying to figure out how to explain this to her"

"I doubt she's stupid enough to fall for any ridiculous excuse you make up" the silky voice drawled "Why don't you step aside and let her decide for herself what she sees?"

Duke waited a moment until he did just that. Anzu followed Dukes back for a moment before turning back to look straight ahead.

Her eyes widened.

Her jaw dropped slightly.

Her face flushed a light pink.

Her stomach did flips and her heart fluttered as she stared in disbelief.

"I think we broke her" Bakura snickered at her expression.

Seven boys stood at the other side of the room.

Seven boys that looked about her age or slightly older.

Seven ridiculously attractive boys, with stunning features, all dressed in identical black cloaks were staring at her.

Staring right at her.

Anzu rolled her eyes down at her appearance. Her pale blue nightdress was old and well worn. Her feet were bare and she had the distinct feeling her hair was a mess.

For the first time in a long time Anzu felt very self conscious about her appearance. Okay probably not the best time to worry about your looks but these guys were insanely good looking.

The farthest on the right had sharp features, short dark brown hair and cool blue eyes. He was taller than the rest and held himself with an air of royalty.

Beside him stood an exotic almost feminine looking tanned boy. His hair was long and the color of gold sand. His eyes were soft lavender and beneath each eye was a small black marking.

To his left stood an almost identical tanned boy. This one however had sharper features and his hair spiked upwards oddly. His eyes were slightly darker and he was a little bit taller.

Next to him was a much shorter boy with wide violet eyes. His hair was tri colored of black, red and yellow spiked up like a star. He was more cute than handsome.

Again the boy beside him was almost identical except for being slightly taller and darker looking. His eyes also had a hint of crimson rimming the violet.

Bakura stood with a smirk plastered across his darkly handsome face, his dark crimson eyes gleaming with amusement. Obviously he was enjoying her reaction.

Finally the last figure stood almost shyly beside Bakura. Once more he was near identical to Bakura except his features were softer and his eyes were a milk chocolate brown. His snow white hair also spiked less than Bakuras

At that moment Anzu was sure she was in hell.

And God was it hot.

Okay so I didn't name them but you can tell who they are right?

What are they? What's happening to Anzu? Will there be more kinkiness?

Next chapter Duke will reveal all!

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