Hello eveyone. This is my first Anzu/Bakura fic. I worked hard on this chapter so I would very much appreciate it if people would review. In the past, I wrote two stories and no one reviewed them. That made me sad, but Im not letting that get me down, anyway I've always wanted to imagene what Bakura's childhood was like before his traumatizing experience. No flames and please please please review! Im down on my knee's here people!

Chapter one

Sand. Rough, course. Thats how Bakura would describe it. He hated the sand. It was rough and unfeeling. He hated the sun. He hated how it would beat down on him and make him sweat. His own mother had died of a heatstroke when he was 6. He hated looking at the sun, ohhh how he detested it. It hurt his eyes and burned his skin. His father had told him that he was a creature of the night. Bakura often thought he was the darkness its self. For a ten year old boy, those were some pretty dark thoughts, but you had to be tough to survive in Egypt. Bakura returned to his chores. He didn't like doing them, but he didn't want his father to get angry. His father was a kind, but firm man. The people of his village looked up to him. The village's medicine woman, Ama stopped by. She was the oldest woman in the village. His father had told him that a long time ago, she had been a very beatiful woman. So beautiful, that her beauty rivled that of the goddess Isis.

"Hello Bakura."

"Hello Ama."

"What have you been doing?"

"Chores. Is my father back yet?"

"Not yet young one. But Im sure he'll be back soon."

"Darn."

Ama looked inside the house. It was clean. As usual. Bakura always kept the house clean.

"One day Bakura, you'll make a VERY good husband."

Bakura's face turned red with embaressment. He never understood why he had to get married at all. Marriage was pointless. Bakura would've said that he didn't plan on getting married, when Ana, the wife of the village's baker turned the corner, holding her 4 year old son, Ahu's hand and supporting her one year old daughter,Ahmes on her hip. She smilled at him.

"Bakura, your father has returned!"

Bakura's face lit up. He abandoned the reed broom and ran towards the center of the village. His father, Aches was just getting off his horse. Bakura ran to him an hugged him.

"Father! Your back!"

Aches smilled at his son. He loved his only child dearly. He took after his late mother, Ahura. Both of them had white hair and grayish purplish eyes but he had inherited his fathers tan skin and facial features. Aches hugged his son and then turned around to one of the villages women, taking something from her hands. Bakura tried to see what it was. Aches turned around and put the thing wrapped in a blanket in his sons hands. Bakuras eyes widened. It was a baby. He looked at it. The baby had a light tan, as did many egyptian people and dark brown its eyes ruined the image of a regular egyptian person. Its eyes were blue. A strange color among people.

"Father, is it a girl or a boy?"

"A girl,son."

Bakura nodded. His father continued.

"This little girl will be living with us from now on. You'll take care of her wont you?"

Bakura nodded his head diligently. He was happy. Now he wouldn't be bored with cleaning all day. Bakura took the baby inside the house. He figured she was hungry, so he went to go get some goats milk. He dipped it on a cloth and held it towards her mouth. She sucked on it greedily. He noticed that she had little buds of teeth growing smilled. He was glad he didn't have to wait to long until he could feed her regular food. His father came in. He put the baby down, since she had fallen asleep.

"Father, what shall we name her?"

"Why don't you pick?"

Bakura pondered for a moment. "How about Teana?"

"Teana?"

Bakura nodded. "Teana. Whose name means first light of day."

Aches nodded and went to go talk to an old friend of his who was sick. Bakura put Teana in his arms. He brushed a lock of her dark hair from her face.

"No matter what happens in this world Teana, I will alway's protect you."

He didn't know how much his words would mean. Somewhere in the capitol of Egypt, a man was plotting to destroy many people's lives.

Glossary of names:

Ama: In egyptian it means mother

Ana: In egyptian means the sun

Ahu: In egyptian means the setting sun

Ahemes: In egyptain it means child of the moon

Aches: In egyptian it means lord, prince