Chap. 1

A dark skinned man paced back and forth, on a sandy mountian. He would stop once in a while, look over his shoulder, and glare at the Egyptian city that slept at the moment.

Bakura growl to himself as he continued to pace. Not to far from his pacing, his men stood in a crowd, muttering to themselves, waiting for a word from Bakura.

" He's been acting differently " One man whispered to another. " So strange. "

Another whisper. " I wonder what happen yesterday that cause him to behave so differently. "

Bakura over heard their whispers, he glance behind them and bark. " Leave... Go back to our hiding area... I shall do this ALONE. " His men jump at the sound of his harsh voice, and obey the King of Thieves.

Once they were all gone, Bakura look over the sleeping city again, this time, with a different look. " Curse the Pharaoh... Curse the city... " Bakura ran a hand through his hair, remembering why he had developed even more loathing towards the city.

A younger Bakura ran down the streets of the sleeping city. He panted and gasped, every time he thought he'd fall. His legs were ready to give out, until they finally did. He sat there on his knee's, a loaf of bread clutched between his small arms. He turned around to check if anyone was following him, if anyone was ready to hurt him. He shut his mouth tightly, pressing his lips together, straining his ears to hear running foot-steps, or yelling.

No one was running towards him. No one was yelling. Bakura let out a quiet giggle as he sat down on his butt and started to eat the bread.

He was feasting on the bread until he heard someone in the distant, coming closer to him, running and panting like he was. It didn't sound like an adult, but a smaller child. Bakura sat there trying to hear in, until out from the blue, a small child with spiky hair turned the corner very quickly, and crashed right into Bakura.

They both were laied out on the ground groaning, and slowly sat up. Bakura glared at the smaller boy, right into his crimson eye's. " What the... WATCH WHERE YOUR GOING! "

The smaller boy got up quickly. " I-I'm sorry... I was running from- " the boy was cut off by people screaming in the distance.

Bakura got up and rolled his eye's. " Are you a new thief or something! I guess I'll help you out. " Bakura grabbed the smaller boy's hand as some of the pharaoh's guard appeared in front of them. " FOLLOW ME!"

" Okay! " Was all Bakura heard as they ran madly around in the sleeping streets of Egypt.

Bakura's eye's scanned everywhere, and everything, until he found an abandon house, and dived into the window, dragging the smaller boy with him. They both pressed themselves against the wall under the window, panting waiting. When the pharaoh's guards past them. Bakura got up first, and peeked out of the window, to make sure they were gone. " Alright... " He looked at the boy. This time, really taking him in." Your clothes... are new... " Bakura smirked. " And the pharaoh's guards were after you... Did you steal those clothes from the Pharaoh's son! "

The boy shock his head.

Bakura snorted. " Well, you did something to anger those stupid guards... "

The boy meekly replied. " I ran..."

Bakura sat in of the boy. " Ran? From what? "

" I was just tired of it all..." The boy replied.

Bakura wrinkled his nose, he didn't know why, but at the moment, he wanted to get closer to this boy, and find out why the guards were after him. " What's your name? "

The boy looked into Bakura's eye's and replied. " My name is Atemu... Yours? "

Bakura smirked, his future self smacked himself in the face as he remembered meeting Atemu for the first time. " My name is Bakura! "

Atemu and Bakura talked the night away, growing closer. Days turned into weeks, weeks, turned into Month.

Bakura ran back into the house one day with food and handed some over to Atemu. " Here... I just heared some news that the Pharaoh's son ran away... Ha... I knew the Pharaoh was a cruel man... This proves it if his son ran away. "

Atemu sat there smiling meekly. " Maybe so..." Atemu got up and looked at Bakura. " Are you planning to steal anything today? "

Bakura raised a brow at Atemu. " Why? Are you actully planning to go with me this time? "

Atemu smiled and nodded. " YES!"

Bakura chuckled and wrinkled his nose. " Fine then..." He got up and slowly walked out of the house. " Lets go... " Atemu followed behind Bakura as they came closer and closer to the palace.

Atemu started to get more antsy. " 'kura... I don't think we should get so close..."

Bakura snorted. " There is a temple of near here with gold... if we steal enough gold, we won't have to worry about stealing food. "

"You always stole the food 'kura! "

Bakura looked at Atemu. " Stop calling me 'kura! Its Okay when we aren't on the job... but its rather annoying when we are trying to sneak in a area! " Bakura said as he slipped past some guards with Atemu, and passed the door. Bakura noticed Atemu's nerves and smirked as he grabbed his hand. " Don't worry... I won't allow nothing happen to you! "

Atemu smiled at Bakura. " And I promise to not let nothing happen to you Bakura! "

Bakura chuckled as he ruffled Atemu's hair. " You don't have to look out for me...Okay? "

" But I want to! " Atemu whined, a little to loudly. Bakura put a hand over Atemu's mouth. " Shh... we want to sneak in... not announce ourselves!"

A few hours past as Bakura and Atemu were closing into their goal. " You see Atemu! nothing has yet to-" Bakura was cut off as a sword came down, and cut a slash across his eye. He covered his eye and he stumbled back. " What the! "

" BAKURA! " With his one eye that wasn't covered in blood, he saw Atemu stand in front of him with his arms streatched out trying to stop one of the Pharaoh's guard. " STOP! ITS ME! I'M HOME! DON'T HURT HIM!"

" Your... home? " Bakura muttered. Atemu looked behind himself and frowned. " Bakura... I never wanted to steal anything because... I am the Pharaoh's son... " Bakura glared at him.

" WHAT! YOU LIED TO ME ALL THIS TIME! "

Atemu looked at him hurt. " I never lied! I NEVER TOLD YOU WHO I WAS! I JUST TOLD YOU MY NAME! "

Bakura got up, his hand still covering his eye. Atemu stepped forward, away from the guard which had cut Bakura. The guard put a hand firmly on Atemu's shoulder. " Sir, leave him! I shall arrest this filth! "

Atemu growled and he took more steps towards Bakura. " Your eye is hurt Bakura! Let me take you to a healer! "

Bakura smacked Atemu when he got closer. The one eye that was visable glared at him with seething hate. " STAY AWAY FROM ME!" He gritted his teeth. " I am so glad... I never told you my deepest, darkest secrets... ...and to think, I was going to tell you today..."

With that said and done, Bakura turned around and ran out of the temple. Atemu started to run after him, but two other guards appeared from the blue and grabbed Atemu before he could follow him.

" 'KURA! COME BACK! "

" 'KURA! COME BACK! " Atemu's voice ran through his head. Over and over again. He remember hating the Pharaoh's son even more so after the whole ordel.

He still felt that hate right?

Bakura wrinkle his nose as he continue to look over the sleeping city. The house he, and Atemu used to take refuge in view. He wasn't sure why he didn't do it... why he didn't kill the Pharaoh last night.

He had such the perfect chance to kill the Pharaoh, and steal his Millenium Item away.

Earlier he managed to sneak into the Pharaoh's bed room, with no problems, and had the knife over his head, ready to sink it into Atemu's body.Right into his heart... But, his promise to Atemu when they were kids ran through his mind. The promise Atemu said, also ran through his mind. He growled, and ran out of the bed room, not being able to do what he planned.He met his men outside of the city, told them nothing, and just started to do, what he was doing now. Remembering.

Something came to his head. " I wonder..." He gently purred into the night. " if Atemu thinks like this about us..."

Bakura snort, and click his tongue. His horse came to him. Bakura pet his horse and got on it. " I'll be back tomorrow night... And this time... Pharaoh Atemu... WE ARE GOING TO TALK ABOUT THE PAST! "

He jerk his horse to a direction, and galloped away in the desert night.