Hey everyone! Well, I just got done watching Lady and the Tramp, and it inspired me to write a Yu-Gi-Oh version of it. This time, I will not abandon it. I know, creepy right? Anyways, without further ado, enjoy chapter 1 of Lady and the Thief.
Title: Lady and the Thief
Rating: T
Pairing: Mana X Thief Bakura
Disclaimer: I do not own Lady and the Tramp or Yu-Gi-Oh. Credit belongs to Walt Disney and Kazuki Takahashi.
Also, this is AU, so the timelines won't be canon. You'll see...
Roles
Mana: Lady
Thief King Bakura: Tramp
Jono (Egyptian counterpart of Jou): Jock
Yami: Trusty
Marik: Si
Melvin (could he get a hug?): Am
Isis Ishtar: Aunt Sarah
Bobasa: Tony
Honda: Joe
Anzu: Darling
Atem: Jim Dear
Yugi: The son
Mai: Peg
Dinosaur Ryuzaki: Toughy
Mokuba: Pedro
Seto Kaiba: Boris
Insector Haga: Bulldog
Ryou: Dachsie
Ryouta Kajiki: The beaver
Noah Kaiba: The hyena
Gozaburo Kaiba: Al the alligator
All other random people will be played by random people. :3
And there will be characters that will be somewhat OOC because I want them to stay loyal to their Disney counterparts. For example, we all know Isis is a kind person, but she will be prejudice in this fic since Mana isn't a dog, heh. So I'm just warning ya.
Chapter 1 Summary: In Ancient Egypt, Mana is the adopted daughter of Pharaoh Atem and Queen Anzu. Her life was perfect. At five, she's an apprentice magician, and has her two best friends. What are things like for Bakura, the child thief of Egypt?
Atem came inside the palace, a small bundle in his arms. He was greeted by his sacred priests and guards. Atem headed towards the bedroom quarters, growing in excitement with each step. Over in South Africa, he learned about a holiday called "Christmas". He discovered that special presents were given on that day, so he had a surprise gift for his queen Anzu.
Atem peeked inside their room to see Anzu lying in bed, writing in hieroglyphs.
"Anzu, my dear. I'm back." he said softly.
Anzu looked up in happiness, her brown locks uncovering her beautiful, pale face.
"Welcome home!" Anzu replied, getting up.
"Stay there." Atem ordered.
Confused, Anzu sat back down. "What is it, Atem?"
"You know how we've been trying to have a child for two years with no success?" Atem asked.
Anzu sighed sadly. "Of course I do. Why?"
"As they say in South Africa, Merry Christmas!" Atem grinned, revealing the bundle to his spouse.
Anzu gasped in shock. Inside the blue blanket was a baby girl with sandy hair and bright blue eyes that matched Anzu's. The child looked up at Anzu and giggled with innocence.
"A noble family in South Africa requested for me to take this six month old child." Atem explained. "The country is going through a rough time with finances, and they couldn't afford raising a child. I gladly adopted Mana."
"Mana, hmmm?" Anzu said softly, holding the baby in her arms.
The girl smiled up at her new mother.
"What a lady..." Anzu whispered, leaning her head against Atem's chest.
Five years later...
"Good morning mother and father!" the bubbly Mana called.
The five year old hopped on her parents' bed, shaking them awake.
"Wake up! Father, you promised to give me my magic scepter!" Mana pouted.
Atem yawned and got out of bed. Anzu continued to sleep peacefully.
"Anzu, teach Mana about Sundays." Atem sighed to his sleeping wife.
Mana bounced up and down the hallway with Atem trailing behind.
"Mahado has your scepter." Atem told his daughter. "I must say, I'm surprised that you passed the beginners magician exam already."
"Master Mahado said that I'm a natural magician!" Mana replied, prideful.
On cue, seventeen year old Mahado came from around the corner, holding a sky blue scepter.
"Mine!" Mana cried.
"Mana, where are your manners?" Atem asked her firmly.
Nodding, Mana bowed to the priest. "Good morning Master Mahado."
"Good morning, little lady." Mahado replied, smiling.
Mana has been nicknamed "Lady" because of her mannerisms. However, Mana is still a cheerful and daring girl.
Mahado kneeled before Atem. "I bid thee good morning, my king."
"It's too early in the morning for formalities, Mahado." Atem told him, yawning.
"Of course." Mahado said.
Mahado stooped down next to Mana and handed her the scepter.
"This is now yours, Mana." Mahado told her. "Remember, with great power comes great responsibility. Use your newly learned magic wisely. We will begin training tomorrow, so get used to your scepter today. Understand?"
"One hundred percent!" Mana grinned, playfully saluting the priest.
Mana then ran off outside to look for her best friends Jono and Yami. Atem chuckled at his daughter. Then, a thought hit him.
Should Anzu and I continue trying for a child?
Shaking that thought off, Atem continued his conversation with Mahado.
Mana found Jono and Yami by the palace's main fountain, splashing water at each other.
"Hey guys!" Mana called to the slightly older boys.
Jono and Yami looked at Mana and waved.
"'Morning!" Jono greeted.
"Notice anything different?" Mana asked, twirling her scepter around like a baton.
"...you got a haircut?" Yami tried.
"Noooo." Mana replied, marching around her best friends.
"You took a bath for the first time?" Jono smirked.
"No!" Mana snapped, raising her scepter to strike him.
"Then it must be...your magic scepter!" Jono grinned.
Mana's frown immediately turned into a toothy grin. "Yup! I'm officially a magician!"
"And you're officially a real lady!" Yami teased.
"Quick making fun of my nickname!" Mana pouted.
The three played together for several hours. Then, Atem stopped by the fountain.
"Hey, Uncle Atem!" Yami called.
Atem smiled at his nephew. "Hello, Yami."
He put his hand on his daughter's shoulder.
"Let's go, Mana. Supper will be soon and you have to change into your evening attire." Atem informed her.
"Well, I gotta go. Bye!" Mana called to Jono and Yami.
"I'll race ya back to the palace." Atem smirked, getting in a running stance.
Mana took off, running as fast her short legs could take her across the desert sand. Atem was right behind her, laughing the entire time. Mana touched the palace gates first, gasping for air.
"I win again!" Mana cried. "That means I get a fig!"
Sighing in mock defeat, Atem dug into his tunic pocket and took out a small fig, already prepared for this loss.
"Just don't let it spoil your dinner." Atem told her.
"It won't!" Mana replied, biting into the delicious treat.
Atem put an arm around her daughter and led her inside the palace, ready to enjoy a wonderful meal.
The bells of the palace rang through the town of Thebes the next morning. Nine year old Bakura yawned from his makeshift bed in a clay pot. His white hair covered his tan face as he rubbed his violet eyes. After he was done waking up, a scar of two knife cuts could be seen on his right cheek. He used his hands to brush his white hair back so it wasn't covering his face so much. Bakura felt around his neck to make sure that his cherished Millennium Ring was still there.
"Now it's time to steal myself some breakfast." Bakura smirked.
After stretching, the thief headed towards the marketplace. Vendors and shops were ready to make money that morning. He looked around at all of his choices.
"The fruit stand?" Bakura said, reading the sign. "Nah."
He walked along some more, stopping at another stand. The vegetable shop. Bakura shuddered at the sight of artichokes and soy beans. He only liked one vegetable, and it wasn't there. Finally, Bakura decided on a restaurant that he has gotten free food countless times: Bobasa's.
Bakura walked around the back and knocked on the two-way half door. The owner, Bobasa, looked out and could not see anyone.
"Is this some prank?" Bobasa asked, looking around.
"Down here." an annoyed voice replied.
Bobasa looked down to see Bakura tapping his foot impatiently.
"Ahhh! Welcome back, Bakura!" Bobasa grinned. "I know what you like."
Bobasa tossed Bakura an onion and a trout.
"Thanks." Bakura told him, walking off with his breakfast.
After eating, she saw some of the pharaoh's guards leading two prisoners to the palace in shackles. He recognized those to be his child thief friends: Haga and Mai.
"Not again." Bakura rolled his eyes.
His eyes landed on a sign that was near him. He looked at the glyphs.
By the order of the Pharaoh's priests, all citizens found committing a crime will immediately be put in prison, young or old. This is to help bring the crime rate in Thebes down.
Bakura growled at the sign and turned back to Mai and Haga.
The guard foolishly stopped at a stand to buy some food for himself. The area around them was crowded, so Bakura took that chance to sneak over there and let them out.
"Hey Bakura. Come to join the party?" Twelve year old Mai asked suavely.
"This is no time for wise cracks. I still gotta get you outta here. The pressure's really hot this time. Those royal priests are showing no mercy."
"Hey Bakura!" Haga cried, just now seeing him.
"Shhhh!" Bakura hissed, picking the locks.
He released Haga and Mai.
"Thanks, Bakura. You're a real lifesaver." Mai winked.
"Hey, what's going on back there?" The guard said, looking back to see his prisoners unshackled. "It's that kid thief!"
"Scram!" Bakura shouted to Haga and Mai. No one needed to tell them twice.
Bakura faced the guard head on. The guard tried to contain Bakura with a spear, but Bakura used his Millennium Ring to paralyze the guard long enough for him to escape. Along with that, Bakura erased the man's memory.
Bakura took off, nearing the palace gates. He stopped near the Nile, gasping for air. The adrenaline in his veins kicked off, leaving a satisfactory feeling.
"Well, well, well! It looks like I came across High and Mighty palace." Bakura said, grinning mischievously.
He saw two exotic looking women around eighteen collecting water in a jug. He trotted over to them.
"Hey, ladies. If you ever get wet, find me so I can warm you up." he flirted.
The young women giggled at the kid's advances and began walking back towards the palace, the jars above their heads.
"I'll take that as a yes." Bakura smirked.
He scooped water in is hands and took some drinks, replenishing his thirst.
A few minutes later, Bakura walked towards the palace, keeping a cautious eye, but not looking too suspicious.
"The palace. I bet they have a guard in every nook and cranny." he said.
Bakura stopped next to a fountain that shot clean and pure water out of it. "And a fountain every half mile!"
Bakura chuckled to himself as he snuck around outside the palace gates.
"I wonder what the other kids do for fun in this boring place." he murmured. "Well, I'll have to find out..."
There you have it for now! I'm sure you guys know what happens in Lady and the Tramp when Lady gets older, right? That'll be the next chapter! Until then, please review! The review button has a wife and three kids to feed...and I need the encouragement since I'm shoving myself out of dormancy. Happy Thanksgiving! I named my dead and now baking turkey Wormy. I don't know why, but I did. And it's a girl. Thanks to Zoology class, I know what the different reproductive systems look like by heart. Yeah. :D
Ja ne! :3
PRK