A Thiefs Dream
Chapter 1: Back to EgyptBakura, the yami of Ryou Bakura, sits at home on the couch of the small apartment. Ryou was supposed to be home by 4:30pm but it's 5:00pm and he has yet to even call or contact Bakura.
"What's taking that damn kid so long?!" Bakura shouted. He stood up from his present seat on the sofa to, for the fourth time in thirty minutes, pace through the house. He didn't know why he paced but it seemed to calm his nerves.
'Why am I so worried? It's not like he's out with some gang, getting the crap kicked out of him! I shouldn't even care if he is but damnit all I'm hungry! If these modern day contraptions weren't so hard to work then I wouldn't even need the runt of a boy!' He thought angrily as he passed through another room. 'I swear if he doesn't hurry up, get home, and make me lunch, I'll make him sorry he was late. Which I might do anyway...'
As he was passing through the living room, the front door opened slowly. That could only mean one thing...
"Y-Yami? Are you here?" a timid voice called from behind an almost closed door. When there was no response Ryou warily opened the door and stepped in. He looked side to side and with no one in sight (or more like no Bakura in sight), he slide of his book bag, took of his shoes, and closed the door.
Ryou was on his way into the kitchen when he felt a hand grip his shoulders and a deep voice whisper in his right ear.
"Hello hikari. Did you know you're late?" Bakura whispered, his voice like poison.
Ryou shuddered with fear, he had been late and the reason why would be worse to tell than the fear of being late.
"Answer me." Bakura said, gripping his shoulder a bit tighter. Ryou nodded, knowing this will only end in pain. Bakura growled, he wanted him to say it.
"Say it, boy." He said, yet again squeezing his lights shoulder. Ryou gasped. The death grip Bakura had on his shoulder was starting to really hurt. "Now!"
"Yes Bakura, I was-" Ryou was rudely ripped from his sentence by Bakura's newly acquired grasp on his hair.
"HOW DARE YOU SPEAK MY NAME!! YOU ARE NOT WORTHY OF UTTERING THE NAME OF I, THE GREAT BAKURA KING OF THIEFS!!! Now try again." He commanded
Tear were starting to form in Ryou's eyes, "Yes M-Master, I-I was late." Ryou said in a defeated voice.
Bakura released his hold on Ryou and shoved him forward, towards the kitchen.
"Good and next time don't fucking stutter. You know I hate that. Now make me dinner and then we'll discuss why you were later and a fitting punishment for your action of disobedience" Bakura said, while heading up to his room.
Ryou suppressed a tear, which was to make it's way down, at the thought of his "punishment".
How he wished to have a kind Yami like Yugi did. But he was sure it was impossible for Bakura to show any kindness, especially for a weakling like himself. The thought that Bakura hated him was more painful then all the beating he had received for breaking Bakura's "rules".
Ryou started boiling water. Hopefully his dark was in the mood for spaghetti. Maybe he should just ask his dark what he wanted. Then perhaps he would be slightly happy with him.
'That's stupid Ryou. Bakura is mad and he won't be happy until he's sure I've learned my "lesson"! Urgh this is all so depressing! I don't even understand! I try my hardest to please him and nothing ever works. Maybe...just maybe if I was more aggressive like him or Marik he would love me..."
Ryou was quite fond of his yami, even though Bakura never showed anything but hate towards the little hikari. Bakura spent most of his time with Marik, Malik's yami, and Ryou was sure that Bakura loved him instead of Ryou himself. Ryou knew that back when Bakura was a tomb robber, that he and Marik were an item but the thing that confused Ryou the most was that Malik had once said himself and Marik were together and that Marik was not with Bakura.
Ryou however could not understand this since Bakura and Marik were almost always together, and on many occasions Bakura would spend the night over there.
"Hurry up boy! My hunger grows!" came a shout from the elder of the two. Ryou continued his cooking, though what was to come after dinner made him want to work very slowly.
After the meal was prepared Ryou fixed Bakuras plate and brang it to his room.
knock knock
Ryou knocked softly on Bakura's door. "Come in slave." was the harsh reply from the other. Ryou carefully pushed open the door and stepped inside. He then made his way over to his yami to hand him his plate. Bakura took the plate from Ryou and started to eat while Ryou left the room wishing he would for once get a "thank you" for his work but alas that wasn't to be expected from Bakura.
Once in the kitchen again he prepared his own plate and sat down at the table to eat his meal in solitude as always.
Half way through his meal the doorbell rang. Ryou was confused as to who would stop by his home, with out even been invited. Ryou walked into the living room and opened the door. "Hello?" he asked, then he saw exactly who it was. Yami and Yugi. The only two brave enough to come visit him, other than Malik and Marik but of course Bakura didn't hate them.
"Hi Ryou!" Yugi said, in a cheerfull voice. "Yes hello Ryou."Yami greeted.
"Um...Not to offend you Yugi but...well why are you here?" Ryou asked.
"May we come in and discuss this?" Yami asked, seeming to not like waiting in the hall.
"Oh Yes of course! I'm sorry. I didn't' even think of it." Ryou open the door more to let the two look-a-likes inside.
Once everyone was seated (Yugi and Yami one the couch and Ryou on the floor a few feet in front of them), Ryou motioned for Yugi to give his explanation, to the reason of their visit.
"Okay well, remember you and I have to do a history project together?" Ryou nodded. "Well I asked if you wanted to come over to my house and work on it but you said you weren't supposed to be out to late. I was going to ask if you wanted me to come over to your place, but you looked at you clock and said you had to go. So I thought I'd just stop by anyway." Yugi finished.
Just as Ryou was about to respond to what Yugi and said he heard the voice of his demon.
"RYOU!! WHAT THE HELL IS THE PHARAOH DOING HERE!!!" Bakura shouted, pure hatred could be heard in his voice.
'Great more to blame on me!' Ryou thought. Bakura stalked over to where Ryou was sitting and grabbed his arm, pulling his into the next room. "Well?!" he seethed.
"Th-they j-just showd up m-master." Ryou said, trying to focus on anything other then the blazing eyes that were pinned on him. "Well tell me why?! And there better not be any more of that stuttering carp understand?!" Ryou nodded. "Well...Yugi he...we had a school project to complete together. I don't know why Yami is here." Ryou said.
Bakura snorted at Ryou, "That's a sad excuse hikari. You and I both know that this was just an attempted to prolong your punishment. Foolish boy. You will now go and rid the house of them. Then you and I will get down to business. Now go!" Bakura all but through Ryou back into the room with Yami and Yugi.
"Ryou are you okay?" Yami asked out of concern, seeing that Ryou was on the borderline of tears. Ryou sniffed, trying and failing not to cry. Bakura stepped in the room.
"Hurry up hikari!" Yami scowled, "What did you do tomb robber?!" he asked. Bakura smirked, "I have done nothing pharaoh. You are the one intruding on my evening with Ryou here. Now Ryou say it."
'This is it, I know it. Once Bakura has me all alone he'll probably kill me. I love him and all but it obvious that he doesn't. I really doubt he ever will either. Oh dear...' He thought, then stepped closer to Yami. 'This'll most likely get me killed later but at least I won't die now.'
"Um Yami would you like to stay while me and Yugi study?" Ryou asked, not daring to look at Bakura.
"WHAT?! How dare you disobey me! Look midget, Pharaoh, get lost! Me and Ryou here need to talk!" Ryou started to shake in fear, 'I can't believe I'm about to do this to my love.' he thought.
"Yami please don't go I'm scared! I-I want you to stay here." Ryou pleaded.
Bakura now fuming starts to walk up to Ryou when Yami steps in front of him. "Now hold on Bakura! I don't think you want to do what I know you're thinking." The pharaoh said. Bakura growled, "Move pharaoh! Ryou needs to be taught a lesson!"He shouted.
"Please Bakura! I'm sorry I was late! Please don't be angry at me!" Ryou begged, from behind the pharaoh. "No Ryou! You know you're not to disobey you're masters orders but you still do! Why?! Had I been as weak as you I would have never pissed my master of like you seem to enjoy doing." The Pharaoh began to laugh, "HA spare us Bakura! We all know that I was stronger than you were and yet you still broke any and about all of the rule I had set out!"
"Listen Pharaoh! If I were Ryou and I had to put up with me, there'd be no problem because I would learn to listen unlike that coward behind you!" Bakura spat, glaring at Ryou.
"You know what Bakura? We'll just see about that!" The Pharaoh said and then started to chant a shadow spell. Bakura being taken by surprise had no time to react before he felt the darkness claim him, and passed out. His body falling to the floor.
Yami looked satisfied enough but Ryou seemed distressed, "What did you do to him?" Ryou asked, now checking Bakura for a pulse. "Don't worry Ryou, Bakura will be fine. I just decided, since he seemed so sure that facing himself would be a breeze, that I would send him back to Egypt to meet himself and see that he isn't so easy to put up with." Yami explained. "Maybe then he'll change and won't treat you like shit."
Yugi thought a moment before something hit him (not literally), "But Yami, what if he changes the past and you dissappear?!" Yugi asked, worry was evident in him. Ryou nodded in agreement.
"Don't fret Yugi. I did send him to the past but not the real thing just an image of it, kinda like a role playing game that him and Ryou are so fond of. See?"
Ryou and Yugi both looked at eachother, "I think." Yugi said.
" So let me see, you put Bakura in a fake version of the past so he can meet a fake him and learn not to be so...um cruel?" Ryou asked, still slightly confused.
Yami grinned, "That's about it." Ryou looked back to Bakura unconscious form lying on the floor, "I hope it works and that he comes back safe and sound." Yami patted Ryou on the back, "Don't worry, he'll be fine."
Bakura awoke to the feel of the hot, sun warmed, sand under his skin. He tried to open his eyes but decided to let them adjust to the brightness of it. Once fully opening his eyes he saw the outer rim of a village in front of him and behind him was endless sand. He was in Egypt, he could tell. "What the fuck?!"
TBC...
