I'm back, again. This time with a longer fic (should be more than just a few I mean).

First fic thats Bakura-centric. at least for a while. it may become somewhat Atem-centric. but as of now, deff bakura.

ANYWHO. Just in case you didn't know, I don't own yu-gi-oh! or any of its characters.

I do however own the OC in this fic. Ati. she is all my creation.

Ati yawned, and rolled over onto the bare chest that she lay next to, snuggling in closer to the warm skin. The man opened his eyes and looked down at her, her long black hair already covered her face and now half his chest as well. "Do you plan on sleeping all day?"

"Please 'kura? Just let me sleep in a little longer," she mumbled, and he could feel her break against his skin.

"But today's the big day, the day we get what we need for our biggest plan."

"It can wait," she hissed, "I need sleep because someone decided to stay up until almost dawn for a roll in the sheets."

"Are you saying you didn't enjoy it?" he grinned, a hand on her head, being consumed by her dark hair.

She looked up, shooting daggers in his eyes, "you know I did."

"Then why are you complaining about the lack of sleep?"

"Because, you can't possibly expect me to be at my best if I'm not well rested."

He moaned, "Fine, sleep. I have to go get everyone awake and ready for today though. I expect you up when I come back."

"Thanks 'kura," she smiled and let him crawl out from her grasp, her hair now falling onto their makeshift bed.

He got up and walked out, into the other houses of this abandoned and broken down village he calls home. "Wake up everyone, we must prepare for today." The thief couldn't help but smile, today was day one of their big plan.

"Where's Ati?" one of his lieutenant's asked.

"Attempting to sleep in, I'm about to go get her. Have our horses ready," the thief stated as he walked back toward his house, the one in the center, and probably the most ominious looking.

"Yes Bakura."

-…-…-…-…-

"Ati? Did you find our way out of bed?"

"Nope, still lost," she laughed, as she was tying up her hair, black strands disappearing into a small bun on the back of her head.

"Glad to see you listened," he mumbled, "for once."

"Excuse you? Mister, thief king, sir? I do believe you just insulted me," she snuck up behind him, and yanked his long silver hair.

"Yes, and? That comes as a surprise to you?"

"No," she grinned, "It's just that, I could always, y'kno… not help out? I could just leave… so I would suck up a little if you want me to stay."

He twitched, "What're you saying? That you would turn on me and go kiss that pasty pharaoh's ass?"

"I'm just saying. If I'm playing such a big part in this, you should have a little respect."

"I'll respect you when we win," he hissed.

"Oh, we'll win alright. I'll make sure of it. I mean come on; do you think they could ever suspect me?"

He shrugged, "You get this weird look in your eye sometimes. It makes me think you're not all there… and if they see that they'll definitely do some poking around."

"Hey, don't make fun of me! It's not my fault I have a twitch!" She shoved him as they came out of the house and got to their horses.

"Master Bakura. Are you ready?" another lieutenant asked.

Both Bakura and Ati jumped on their horses, "let's go."

They rode all day to the village outside the palace, where all the custom jewelry and clothes are made for the king and his servants. They arrived as the sun was going down, and Ati went into the village to scope out the place. She was never the one to do the dirty work, more the innocent face to keep people from suspecting a thing.

It didn't take long for her to find a shop where they crafted the multi colored costumes for the dancers in the palace. It only took a quick glance at all the drying clothes to find just the perfect one that would fit her. With that in mind she took off to find the jewelry store so she could have believable clothing. It was only a couple stores down, but she could hear the sound of the gold forging into wrist cuffs and collars to be worn by the palace servants only.

She marked how many steps back to the horses it was and was grinning when she returned.

"I take it as you found what we're looking for?"

She nodded. "three hundred and forty-five steps away is the gold shop, another fifteen is the clothing shop. And I already know which of their outfits they made today will fit."

"Good, we'll relax here for a little. The others are looking for things they need. Once the town quiets down we'll strike."

She grinned, and took a seat next to him. They'd made sure to find somewhere that was excluded and far enough away from the village that they could watch without being watched. She leaned on his shoulder, "Are you sure you want me to do this? What will you ever do without me by your side?"

He sighed, "I lived without you, I can do it again. Only this time there will be less sex."

She laughed, until she noticed the evil smirk in his eye, "uhm… .'kura?"

"Since you'll be leaving soon, that just means we have to squeeze in every last second we can, doesn't it?"

She gulped, with Bakura, squeezing in a lot of sex into a short period of time, was not going to bode well, considering his everlasting stamina in bed. This would probably mean very little sleep, and a very sore body.

"I know what you're thinking, and don't worry, it'll all make it look better when we let you be found by them," he smiled.

"So you're basically going to make it look like you kidnapped and raped me and I somehow managed to be free of the 'all-mighty Bakura's grasp?"

"Basically…"

She bit her lip, "if you say so… "

"I do."

They continued to plot until everyone else had returned, and they waited, until all the shops were closed, owners back in their homes and eating dinner. Bakura hopped on his horse, and took off towards the village, everyone following suite behind him.

"I'll get the jewelry, you get your clothes," he nodded to Ati.

"Okay," she followed behind him until she stopped at the shop. Everyone else going for what they needed to steal. She started looking around the shop, trying to find that pair of clothes she'd seen earlier. It was green. How could she miss green? She was running out of time, and still couldn't find it.

"Hurry it up, you're running out of time," Bakura was on his horse, keeping an eye out.

She closed her eyes, and focused.

"You're wasting time!"

She opened her eyes and opened a drawer, finding the green clothes laid there perfectly. She made off with them, not stopping to look back at her first act as a thief. They rode on for hours, heading back to their village. It had been a full day on the horses though, and not only was everyone tired, the horses wanted a nap too.

"'kura, shouldn't we just stop for the night?" Ati was hugging her horse and holding onto bakura's reins to keep from falling behind.

"In the middle of the desert? We wouldn't make it to morning, the wind would surely cover us overnight. We must keep on," he seemed most awake of anyone.

They rode on, quietly, and sleepily, until they reached home. They met sunrise by the time they got back. They could have made it back before morning if the horses had been better rested, but everyone settled in for a good days sleep.

"'kura," Ati yawned as she let down her hair.

He grunted, her signal to continue.

"How much time do we have before I'm stuck in that palace, with him?"

"Only a couple days," he crawled into their bed and watched as she crawled in next to him and curled up against him.

"I don't like leaving you to be with the man I hate the most," she hissed, her breath passing over his nipple and sending chills down his spine.

"I know. I'll try to make your last couple days, your most enjoyable. But for now, I'm sleepy, and I know you are too," he adjusted until he was comfy, pulling her halfway on top of his chest and holding her tightly.

"g'night 'kura."

"night."

Sooo... are you confused yet?

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