Disclaimer: Look people I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! And I'm only saying this so the stupid lawyers don't come after me.

Yami: Lawyers? Where?

Neko: *points to glass case full of lawyers* they just sit there and wait for people who don't write their damn disclaimers.

Yami: oh.

Neko: anyway this is my first fiction so go easy and I wasn't going to put it up except for the fact that my hikari (who will pop up later in the chapters) threatened me with pink things. *shudder* pink things……

Yami: You have plenty of other fics your just to scared to put them up.

Neko: I am not!

Yugi: Hai, you are.

Neko: I am not! *pulls out gold base ball bat* does anyone else want to challenge me?

Bakura: Iie.

Ryou: What you're scared of her?

Yami: She's the authoress.

Bakura: And really damn scary when she's been in the shadow realm too much…..

Neko: Anyway….. on with the fic!

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Mezra: Meh-zrah

Shima: Shee-mah

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@@@@@@@@@   Time jump

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"Pharaoh Yami, Priest Seto could not be punished."

"Why?"

"He g-got away sir."

"I am surrounded by incompetence! Can none of you carry out a simple order?!" Yami sat apon his throne, a pharaoh for just three years. Everyone knew the pharaoh well and feared him since he became cold and was robbed of the people he loved.

"S-sorry Pharaoh Yami. We will resume searching. The new priestess is here start serving you."

"How experienced is she?"

"She studies hard, but she is not as good as the former…."

"Bring her in!"

"R-right away."

From the huge doors of Yami's throne room a small girl walked in. "Hello, my Pharaoh," her eyes were downcast and she bowed low, "My name is Shima."

"How old are you?"

"Eighteen."

"You are my new advisor? You have a lot to learn," He looked to his guard, "Show her to her room."

As she moved to leave she almost forgot to bow and tripped on her way out. Yami sighed wondering if any good news would come today.

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Mezra looked at the local vender. She was about to steal something as he turned away when she felt someone behind her. She turned and was about to hit the person when her hand was caught.

"You wouldn't hit your own brother now would you?"

"Bakura! Don't sneak up on me like that!" The two hugged briefly.

"So did you get breakfast yet?"

"No, I was just about to steal it." She eyed the vender's bread. "Where have you been?"

"I was raiding a very rich tomb. We can actually buy breakfast if you wanted."

"That's no fun."

"I know. Watch me."

Bakura snuck up to the vender, waited a moment then stole some bread. "Here." He handed a piece to his sister.

"Thanks, but I could have done that. By the way, why did you go to that tomb alone? I thought we were partners."

"Next one, I'll let you come, but this one was too dangerous."

"All of them are too dangerous. I don't care. Just take me with you next time ok?"

Bakura sighed and fingered his ring around his neck. "We will see. Don't argue with me." He looked down at his younger sister. She was only younger by about four years, but ever since they were little he would protect her, even if she didn't want it. He couldn't remember there parents but he could remember her always being there as his little sister. She can't remember anything either, but Mezra is the only person Bakura had ever cared about. He would kill anyone who would try to hurt her, if she didn't kill them first.

"I got plans for another tomb if you want to go with me tonight."

"Ok. Let's get out of here."

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Bakura kicked the body one last time and checked to make sure he was dead.

"You didn't have to kill him."

"He saw us and our house, and he touched you."

"So?"

"Mezra, he could have told where we live, found our gold, and discovered that we are tomb raiders! And do you know the punishment for tomb raiders?"

"Oh…."

"Besides the pharaoh like to enslave random people. Especially people that look as rare as us. Can't you remember anything?!"

"Calm down, I'm sorry I-"

Bakura looked at Mezra looking at her sandals. He put his arm around her. "I'm sorry if I scared you, but it's the truth and you know that."

She pulled her cloak over her head. "I know, let's just go home." They lived in a small house on the outskirts of Thebes. Anyone who saw it had to die. But such was the life of two tomb raiders with no past.

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Yami sat stressed over everything that was happening. The Festival of the Full Moon was coming up and nothing was going right. Shima walked in, "Pharaoh Yami?"

"What? Can't you see I'm busy?"

"U-um, There have been reports of tomb robbing and Priest Seto still hasn't been located."

Yami banged his fists on the table obviously pissed. "Why can't they find that bastard?!"

"S-sorry my lord."

"No, don't apologize," he sighed heavily, "Just go set things up for the festival."

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"Do you have them?"

"Yes Bakura, I have them. Do you have the gold?"

"Marik, I wouldn't steal from you."

"You steal from everyone."

"So, just hand over the maps."

"Here they are. Careful Bakura, they are onto you. Be wary."

Bakura ignored him, "Yes, so the pharaoh's stupid little guards will be after me. These maps look great."

Bakura turned away as Marik put his hands together and smiled evilly, "Yes Bakura, they will work excellent."

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"So what are we doing tonight? Raiding tombs, counting gold, or trying to get you a woman?"

Bakura glared at Mezra.

"What? It was just an innocent little sister question."

Bakura sighed, "Sure," he carried out some maps under his arms.

"Where did you get those?"

"I stole them."

"You're lying to me. You didn't steal all of those at once."

"Yes I did. I'm sneakier than you."

"Look if you weren't trying to divert my attention by insulting me I would challenge that. Now where or who did you get those from?"

"A friend."

"I thought we don't have friends." She had her hands on her hips and she was glaring at him.

"I have a friend on the inside."

"I wouldn't trust them whoever they are."

"But he's too stupid to do anything. And I'm in charge. Do you want to go tonight or not?"

"I want to go, but I still wouldn't trust him!"

"Then I guess I will go alone!"

"No! I'm coming with you. You are too dangerous to be left alone. You will screw something up."

"Uh-huh, Whatever. These are the plans."

They continued discussing it and slept through the day for the long night ahead.

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"Bring me Marik!"

"Yes sir."

Marik walked in looking rather pleased with himself. "You called my pharaoh?"

"Yes, did you give them the fake maps?"

"Yes I did, and they didn't suspect a thing. I have a request Pharaoh."

"Yes?"

"I ask to have his sister."

"What? As a slave?"

"I advise against it pharaoh." Shima spoke up at that time, startling both of the men who had forgotten she was in the room.

"Why?"

"You know the punishment. It must be carried out."

" But Pharaoh, Priestess, you have not seen Mezra. She is beautiful. She would make fro good entertainment."

"What does she look like?"

"She has red hair with blonde streaks much like yours my lord. It would be fun to-"

"You are sick Marik."

Marik growled, "Watch yourself Shima."

"That's Priestess Shima."

"That's dead Shima."

"Hush Marik, Mezra will be punished in front of her brother, now go. Priestess Shima have them post double the guards in the tombs, and check on Mezra. I want to know where she came from."

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"We're going the wrong way."

"We are not."

"We need to go left."

"No, we don't Mezra, we need to go right. See?"

"Oh, so you're right this one time, but I have a bad feeling about this."

"You have a bad feeling about everything."

"I do not. Why don't you ever listen to me?"

"Because I'm your older brother. I have to take care of you."

They turned a corner and heard voices.

"Who's that?"

"Mezra! Hush!"

they ducked into some shadows as guards ran past.

"What the fuck?!"

"What are so many guards doing here?"

"I don't know."

A blonde man holding a rod walked past.

"Marik!"

"Who?"

"That's-"

"That's the guy that you got the maps from isn't it? I told you we shouldn't have trusted him."

Marik looked over to the shadows where they hid. Bakura could see a symbol on Marik's rod that was similar to the symbol on his ring. Bakura pushed Mezra behind him as Marik walked away. When the hall was clear Bakura came out.

"Stay here."

"But-"

"Just stay here in the shadows."

Bakura looked into the next corridor to see a lone guard. "Hey! Right here!"

The guard came at Bakura and tried to tackle him. Bakura punched him hard and heard him fall at his feet. Bakura wiped the blood from his knuckles and went on. He knocked out or killed four or five more guards until he found Marik.

"I'll kill you you bastard."

"Temper, temper Bakura."

"Don't play with me. Come here."

Bakura lunged at Marik as he started chanting. Bakura ended up on the floor in a lot of pain. The last sight he saw was his sister being beaten on the head. He had failed to protect her and now they will die…..

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Neko: Well that's my first chapter! Hope you liked it hope it didn't suck.

Yami: It didn't.

Neko: Yay! *huggles yami*

Yami: ^_^

Bakura: Suck up.

Neko: Be nice Bakura! *hit*

Bakura: owww…

Yugi & Ryou: *puppy eyes the audience* Please read and review guys!