A/N: I give you guys permission to hate me. The update for this took way too long but I promise it'll never happen again. Hope you enjoy. *hugs* :D

Kay~

Kaiba made a vicious slash at Yugi's neck that missed only by a few short inches. The tips of his now sprouted claws were so sharp that even the smallest contact was enough to tear open flesh. The blood running down Yugi's neck and staining his shirt was proof of this.

He pushed Kaiba away so fast that he fell to the ground, and even then, he tried to put more space between them, scooting backwards on his hands.

"K-Kaiba…."

There were several gasps of shock and rushed whispers behind him when Kaiba stumbled to his feet with a feral growl. Yugi was immediately sorry he'd called for help. He had unknowingly gathered people, victims, which could lead to more damage than would have been done. He knew something was wrong with the young CEO but he still allowed him to come out in public so easily.

"Kaiba! Kaiba, can you hear me!?"

The only response was another throaty growl but Yugi couldn't afford to be afraid this time. He stood up, his arms spread out to stop anyone from getting any closer.

"Kaiba," he tried again. The other man was staggering back and forth, his hands trembling. Yugi stepped forward, but stopped short when Kaiba whipped his head up suddenly, his mouth twisted into a manic grin, fangs jutting out from between his lips. He flexed his fingers, and fixed his gaze upon the crowd of huddled, whispering people.

Yugi's blood ran cold.

Oh, no. "Everyone run!" He yelled as quickly as he could, but Kaiba had already sprung forward with an unnatural burst of agility. Before he could move, or even formulate a thought, a hand was connected to his head harshly, knocking him side-ways and into a tree. It temporarily knocked the wind out of him and he groaned in pain.

Through partially opened eyes he could see the triumphant smirk on Kaiba's features made even more menacing by his blood-red eyes and sharp fangs. Their eyes met and Yugi begged, pleaded silently, but Kaiba's sneer only widened and then he looked away sharply.

It happened so fast.

Screams, shrieks of terror, sickening sounds of bodies thudding against concrete as people ran frantically in all directions, trying to escape.

Over all these sounds, there was something louder, more predominant. That of a snarling beast.

Yugi tried to get his legs to work but his body was unresponsive. Move, he urged softly. The blow seemed to have taken more out of him than he thought, an example of the kind of strength he was dealing with.

His vision was becoming blurry, he could feel something wet running down the back of his head.

No. He couldn't let his eyes close, he had to save these people. But how exactly. What could he possibly do?!

His eyes drew ever closer but at the same time his resolve was hardening. It was his fault. He had called people together, people that could have been at their destination instead of here.

This was, in essence, his fault.

The body of a woman was thrown, and landed close to him, her head by his feet. She was convulsing badly, blood spurting from her mouth and her eyes were frozen in shock, staring unblinkingly at him.

He had to do something.

With all the strength in his small body he managed a half-hearted stumble to his feet, still unsure of what he could do.

What he saw was horrific. So many bodies, so much blood…. As optimistic as he wanted to be, there was no way that all of these people were alive.

His entire body trembled with pure fear.

There were elderly people… children!...

He limped, hand holding a pain in his side, and followed the commotion to try and locate Kaiba. He found him in the midst of a small clump of trees.

A young boy was cornered; his back pressed against the tree trunk, his whole body shaking, tears streaming down his face.

Kaiba looked predatorily as the boy squirmed, looking for a way to escape. He was going to pounce on the helpless boy!

Yugi wouldn't allow it. Before he knew what he was doing, he was casting around on the ground. His fingers grasped a fair-sized rock he threw it at Kaiba to get his attention. It rapped him on the head hard and temporarily stalled him.

"Run! Now!"

It took a five second delay before the words sunk in and the fear that was paralyzing the boy lessened so that he could move his feet. But those five seconds were going to cost him. As soon as he turned to escape, he was pinned to the tree by Kaiba's ferocious claws.

"No, Kaiba!"

Yugi ran with all his might and rammed his shoulder into Kaiba's back; throwing him off a bit and allowing the boy to successfully evade an attack. He ran as fast as his little feet would take him, but someone had to serve as his replacement.

Heart pumping and blood racing, Yugi stood his ground, determined not to run away anymore.

Kaiba whirled around; aggravation and killing intent clear upon his features. Yugi swallowed involuntarily when he locked eyes with the beast-like Kaiba.

He had to keep him away from the others at all costs. I should run, in the opposite direction. I'm sure he'd follow… but there might be people there…

He took small steps back; screams were still coming from within the park, where people were now starting to stumble on the scene. Yugi blocked them out as best he could.

Those people that were on the ground covered in blood were definitely alive! Their wounds only looked terrible, he'd only glanced.

"Kaiba, please stop this! People are getting hurt. I'm sure you don't want this," he pleaded. "Can you hear me?"

Yugi was convinced that this wasn't the real Kaiba, that he had to be somewhere inside and this thing was controlling his body.

There was a moments' pause in which Yugi allowed himself to feel hopeful, before Kaiba rushed at him suddenly, catching him off-guard, resulting in a rather deep gash across his chest.

He cried out from the burning pain that assaulted his body and before the beast could strike again, he scrambled up quickly, his breath coming in short pants mixed with quiet sobs.

His knees felt weak. There was so much pain, he was sure he'd die right there. He just couldn't take it.

With a sickening leer, the beast brought his blood soaked hand to his mouth, and carefully inserted his fingers, his cheeks hollowing slightly as he sucked of the sticky red substance. He withdrew his fingers and with a lick of his lips he advanced again, slowly, arrogantly.

Yugi's feet finally gave way, and he crumpled to a heap on the grass. His energy was drained; there was nothing left but the pain.

And there would be more to come.

There was indeed nothing he could do, but if he would have to be a sacrifice to save others, then somehow that would be alright.

But just as Kaiba was a few feet away from him, the strange sensation that surged through him before Kaiba had transformed, was again racking his body and Yugi realized that the strong vibration was not coming from within himself, but from his hand, or more specifically, the ring on his finger.

Is it… reacting to Kaiba?

The thought was a bit outlandish, he was given this ring to bring Yami back, but it could be the only explanation for it. His hand was on fire, and the only cooling relief it allowed him to see was Kaiba's body. The ring wanted him to make contact.

A snarling Kaiba lunged at him, baring his teeth and ready to tear him to bits. It was now or never. Yugi held out his hand, half hoping something would happen but half hoping Kaiba would stop before anything did.

When his fingers touched the torn fabric of his very expensive looking suit, Yugi grabbed on but it wasn't enough, he would have to time it. So he waited for the right moment, the moment when Kaiba's claws pierced his shoulder.

The pain was excruciating, but Yugi took the opportunity and grabbed on to the exposed skin on his wrist eliciting a loud hiss of pain. There was a blinding light that began emitting from the black gem, and completely surrounded Kaiba.

When it finally subsided, Kaiba's limp body fell on top of him, the weight pinning him to the tree. He could feel himself slipping away, but he made sure to look at Kaiba's features. To his relief he had been turned back to normal, no more claws or fangs. How? He breathed a sigh of relief inwardly, and when he could no longer restrain it, he let his eyes close.