Chapter 1 – The Kid and the Thief.
It was a pretty much silent night for the tomb keepers of the last name of Ishtar, only some of the torches lingering in the light. The family members were asleep, too, except for the youngest boy out of the line, who sat on his bed, and instead of getting a good night's sleep reading some scroll that he took from his sister's room, with her permission of course. His wide, lilac eyes sparkled in the dim light as he filled his young head with knowledge of the text he engulfed. He sat in silence, afraid to wake up anyone in the tomb, just leaving himself in the scroll, never once moving except for maybe a blink.
Night hung over ancient Egypt, and therefore that was the cue for the young man to climb into the building silently, though landing on the pavement with a slight thud. He cursed under his breath as he realized that the hallways of this place were barely lighted, before looking around, beginning his search for treasures. He looked everywhere he possibly could, before grinning and staring at the part of the tomb that was pre-filled with various treasures.
The kid couldn't sit still for too long though, and nature called to him. He sighed softly, putting the scroll down and standing up, tip-toeing to his door and opening it carefully. The thief froze as he heard a door open, and quickly dimmed the torch he was standing by, the shadows engulfing him. Yet the kid, having surprisingly good hearing stopped. He looked around with those beautiful, light eyes before whispering into the darkness. "Rishid? Ishizu? Father?" he said softly, before stepping on the cold stone of the tomb with his bare feet and looking around. The thief used multiple curses in his head as the boy made it a few steps closer to him. And then, of course something just had to go completely not according to plan, as one of the golden necklaces fell out of his bag since it was hanging halfway and on the floor beside the other boy. The one stared at it for a little bit out of wonder, before picking it up and staring right up at the thief. Bakura froze in shock, hoping to get out of this uncanny situation. The kid, in his time, looked first at the necklace and then back at the thief, before blinking with his enormous, wide eyes and asking in a half-whisper. "Are you an angel?"
The thief paused for a moment any kind of movement, before raising his eyebrow. Where the hell did that come from? But he knew, nevertheless, that he was supposed to get out of here as safely as possible and with much things as possible. He stared at the necklace dropped and realized that Ra's symbol stood upon it. With a sigh, he pulled his bag on his shoulders, "Yeah. I'm an Angel." he muttered with an eye roll, before beginning to walk towards where he came from. The boy gasped, before grasping onto his cloak, and asking, "Did you bring presents from Heaven?" he mumbled in awe, staring at the white haired criminal. Bakura groaned, before dropping the bag back to his feet, 'Sure kid, sure." he mumbled, before beginning to walk towards the exit again. "No, wait, Angel, don't go yet!" the boy pleaded quietly, grabbing onto his jacket once more. "Will you... Can you... Tell me what's it like?" he whispered. "What's it like where?" the thief raised his eyebrow in response.
"You know.." The future tomb keeper tensed as he stared into the hard eyes of his companion. "Outside.." he whispered, and the thief raised his eyebrow. Right. A tombkeeper. He sighed softly, before shaking his head, "Please, come with me." the boy whispered, before dragging him over to the room they came from, and once his mysterious guest was inside he sat him down and smiled over at him, sitting beside him. "So tell me!" He let out in excitement.
"Uh... Well.." The thief began, scratching his head with a frown, "There's sand... And pyramids..." he mumbled in confusion, and the kid pulled up the scroll he was reading earlier. Like on the picture?" he asked with amazed eyes, pointing at one of those down below the text. "Yes." Bakura replied, before sighing and leaning back, "And cities, and marketplaces..."
"Market wha...?" the other asked, dumbfound, and his guest sighed. "You've got a lot to learn." he muttered, before getting lost in his story of the outside world, though he did not know why. Perhaps to occupy himself. But he knew, that once he finished his last sentence, he needed to be out of there as possible.
The boy's lavender eyes were full of awe by the time Bakura finished, and he stared at him with admiration ,just because the man actually had seen the outside. Looking around, the thief said solemnly, "Well, I had to head out." The kid's facial expression immediately changed and he clung onto the man's sleeve.
"Can't you stay just a bit more?" he asked pleadingly, but the other shook his head mercilessly. "No." he said finally and stood up, shaking the boy off. Sunrise was at the brink, and it was his cue to leave.
"What about... The presents?" the younger asked shyly, staring up at the other, whom just frowned. "Right..Err.." he let out, before looking around with a frown. With a sigh, he pulled off one of his various rings and handed it to the other. "There." he mumbled. The kid stared at it happily, viewing it as if it was the most interesting thing he'd ever sing.
"Well.. Will you ever be back?" he asked with a small smile, to which the other answered with walking to the door. "Perhaps." he let out after a while, and disappeared out of the room.
His brain completely overfilled with excitement, the young boy dropped on his bed after a while, hugging the ring to himself. The thief, on the other hand, walked out in the hallway and picked up the necklace dropped earlier. He grabbed as much as he could and fled the place as quickly as possible, jumping on his horse and soon enough disappearing in the heavenly deserts.
What do you guys think so far? :D This is based on a rp with me and my lovely Bakura.
I hope you guys like it, because there will be definitely more chapters in the near future!
For now, adieu!
Eien-sama