Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh it and its characters rightfully belong to Kazuki Takahashi. I am not making any profit from writing this story, it's just for fun. This story contains two original characters of my own creation Frankie and Elicia. They are the only thing in this story I claim any right to!
Prologue: Princess of thieves
"They went this way come on!" this shout came from one of the palace guards.
They were currently in pursuit of two thieves, who had robbed the Palace kitchen, but these were not just any thieves, these thieves had very high price tags on their heads. Their names were Bakura and Frankie. Bakura was the last surviving member of Kul Elna, a village which had once been occupied by thieves until Pharaoh Aknamkanon had burnt it down and slaughtered the people living there when Bakura was eight summers old.Bakura was known throughout the kingdom as the king of thieves. Frankie was an orphan that had been dumped on the streets of Kemet as a babe, because of her odd appearance, and who Bakura had taken under his wing and raised as sister a of sorts. She, like Bakura, was known throughout the kingdom, her title was the Princess of thieves.
Together the two thieves ran through the palace grounds not stopping until the shouts of the guards became faded cries in the background.
"We really should have brought a horse" Frankie said once they were a safe distance away.
"Now where's the fun in that?" Bakura questioned, hitching the sack of stolen food he was carrying over his shoulder and continuing briskly on towards their destination.
Frankie shot him a look before shrugging and quickening his pace so that she fell in step beside him.
"So where are we going this time? She questioned as they walked
"Back to Kul Elna" was the curt reply she received
Frankie nodded and she and Bakura walked in silence for the rest of the journey.
By the time the duo reached the rundown blackened remains of Kul Elna it was all ready dark and temperature was dropping rapidly.
"In here come on" Bakura said ducking into one of the abandoned houses.
Frankie followed him inside and dumped her sack of food down beside Bakura's and settled herself down in corner.
"Have something to eat" Bakura told her "I won't have you passing out on me because you're not eating"
Frankie allowed a smile to flit across her face as she rummaged around in her food bag for something to her liking. Despite his cold harsh exterior Bakura really cared about her, and she loved him for that.
"So" Frankie began as she pulled a chicken leg out of her food bag and began devouring it, (in a ladylike way of course) "is there any particular reason you wanted to rob the palace today Kura?"
Bakura shrugged.
"We were hungry and it's a great way to annoy the Pharaoh" he said
"Oh really?"Frankie queried raising an eyebrow "Are you sure those are the only reasons Kura?"
"What are you implying Frankie?" Bakura demanded
"Oh nothing" Frankie responded putting on her best 'I'm innocent' face. She then got up and went over to Bakura and placed a kiss on his scared left cheek. "Good night Kura" she then curled up like a cat on the floor and closed her eyes.
"Oi don't fall asleep on me" Bakura cried only to discover that Frankie was already dead to the world. "Brat" he muttered affection colouring his voice.
Bakura went over and got something to eat out of their food sacks before leaning against the wall, closing his eyes and letting sleep claim him. And so both thieves slept on unaware of the adventures the morning world bring.
To be continued.
Authors note/ Hi everyone, this is my first fanfic on , I hope you like it! Please review and tell me what you think, constructive criticism is encouraged as it helps me get better with my writing. Flames however, shall be ignored. And yes I realize that Bakura may act a little OOC.
Ja ne!
Frankie.