A/N: Any of the readers of the other thiefshipping fic may be going: What? Where'd it go? Did you delete it? To answer your question, yes I did. To put it simply, it was a test. A beta, you could say. If anyone actually misses it (which I doubt there's any of) I can put it back up.

So, anyways, to the point now. The other was, in layman's terms, shit. But that should be expected, not only because it was a test run, but because it was my first fic I was going off the handle on with no consideration of a plot what-so-ever. Now, I have a plot in mind, so this should be better.

NOTES:

1) Bakura and Ryou's last name is Whittemore.

2) They've given each other nicknames. Baku is obviously Bakura, Ry is Ryou, and Ane is Amane.

3) I have a headcanon that Bakura would be more happy-go-lucky before his mom and Amane died, or in this case, abandoned them. Because of this, it just brings more pain, dontcha think?

4) I made up Wonderworld. I don't know of any actual amusement parks in London, and I don't really wanna look it up. Feel free to correct me.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own YGO. Only this story.

EDIT: You guys should know that I'm constantly updating the story, making little changes as I read over it. I'll let you know whenever I do make a huge change, but that more than likely won't happen.

Prologue:

Saturday, June 18th 2011

9:00 am

A rush of footsteps. "Baku! Wake up, wake up, wake up! We're going to Wonderworld today!" Another rush of footsteps and a slammed door.

With groggy eyes, a fourteen year old with long, white hair and brown eyes sat up. Yawning, he rubbed his eyes and looked at his clock. The red numbers glared at him, reminding him in his daze that he'd only slept three hours. He tried to rack his mind for the reason. 9:00... Wonderworld... With a gasp, Bakura jumped up from the bed and rushed to his closet. Wonderworld! We're going to Wonderworld today! The best amusement park in all of London!

A twelve year old with the same hair and eyes rushed into his room. "Baku! Hurry up! We're gonna be late!" the younger brother squealed.

"Geez, Ryou, I'm coming! Hold your horses!" Bakura laughed. He quickly threw on his favorite black t-shirt and jeans, rushing downstairs with his sibling.

"Mummy! Daddy! Baku's ready!" Ryou said, wrapping his arms around his mother's waist. "Let's go, let's go, let's go!"

"Now, now, hold up! We have to wait for Amane," Mrs. Whittemore cooed to her sons. "Amane, you coming sweetie?"

"Yes, mummy! I'm coming!" And down came the seven year old sister, identical to her brothers with her white hair and brown eyes.

"Alright you kids, let's pack into the car!" Mr. Whittemore said, opening the front door. The kids rushed out to their family SUV, jumping in and buckling up. Chuckling softly, Mr. Whittemore got into the drivers seat as his wife got into the passenger. "Ready for Wonderworld?" he asked, turning in his seat and looking at his children.

"Yes!" they chorused, all smiling brightly.

"Then we're off!" Mr. Whittemore laughed as he backed out of the driveway.

10:00 am

"Alright kids, we're here!" Mr. Whittemore announced, parking the car. The three in the back opened their eyes slowly and yawned. "And right on time, too! It's just opening."

"We... we're at Wonderworld?" Ryou asked slowly, still shaking off the sleep.

"Yep! Now come on, we don't want the lines to be crowded," Mrs. Whittemore giggled, unbuckling and walking out of the car with a stretch. The three kids jumped out of the car as fast as possible, rushing to the park with their parents.

Smiling brightly, Amane hugged Ryou. "We're here, Ry! We're here!" she squealed as they approached the gate.

12:20 pm

"Bakura," Mrs. Whittemore began. "I'm trusting you with Ryou and Amane. Can you keep a watch over them while mum and dad go on this ride? Ryou and Amane are too small for it."

"Yes, mum! I promise to watch over them!" Bakura said, sending her a bright smile.

Mrs. Whittemore smiled back, patting her son on the head. "Good. Remember, don't leave this spot!"

"Mummy, why can't we go with you?" Amane asked curiously, eying the large ship that swung up and down. "It's just a boat ride!"

"Ane, if mummy says we can't, we can't!" Ryou said with a frown. "Don't worry, mummy! I'll help look after Ane, too!"

"That's our boys!" Mr. Whittemore said with a hearty laugh. He took his wife's hand and walked over to the line, leaving Bakura and his siblings behind.

"Amane, Ryou, let's go sit on that bench, alright?" Bakura said, taking their hands. Both nodded and followed him, sitting on either side of their big brother.

12:25 pm

"Baku..." Amane whimpered, squeezing her eyes shut. "I have to go potty..."

"Eh?!" Bakura yelped, looking at her, then over at the giant boat. "Can you hold it until mum comes back? The boat's slowing down, see?"

Amane frowned, looking at the ground. "Alright..." And soon enough, Mr. and Mrs. Whittemore came back.

12:45 pm

"Bakura, since you've done a wonderful job at watching both Amane and Ryou, would you like to go around the park with them?" Mrs. Whittemore asked. "You're old enough to take care of yourself, right?"*

"Alright, mum! I promise to keep watch over them!" Bakura said.

"Good, good! Then, we'll leave it to you!"

1:15 pm

"This is the best amusement park ever!" cheered Ryou. "Don't you think so too, Ane?" He turned, expecting his little sister to be there. Instead, there were only other adults and their kids, not his younger sibling. "A... Ane...?" he whispered, stopping.

Bakura, who was holding Ryou's hand, stopped as well. "Ryou? What's wrong?" he asked, looking where he was. "What happened to Amane?"

Ryou looked up at his brother, tears streaming down his cheeks. "A-Ane... w-we lost her! Baku, she's gone!" he cried, clinging on to him. "Sh-she was b-behind me a few m-minutes ago, a-and then... when I-I turned around... sh-she wasn't there!"

Gasping, Bakura took out the emergency cell phone his parents gave him; just in case something like this happened. Or, at least, that was their excuse, he thought bitterly. He dialed their parent's number, holding it up to his hear. "Come on, come on, come on..." he muttered impatiently, walking Ryou over to a bench. He sat down, Ryou sitting next to him, as the phone continued to ring.

"We're sorry, but the number you have dialed-" CLICK.

"Damnit!" Bakura cursed, scaring Ryou. "Come on, Ryou. We'll have to find Amane ourselves." He stood up, pulling Ryou along with him.

"Wh-what about mummy and daddy?" Ryou sniffled. "Where are they? Are they coming?"

"Don't worry about those two, Ryou. Worry about them later," Bakura seethed, still pulling his brother. He went around the park asking random people about their sister. All of them have denied to have seen her. That is, except for one.

2:00 pm

"Yeah, I've seen a little girl like that. It's not every day you see kids with white hair, like you two," the grown woman said, holding onto her own kid's hand. "But, she was with her parents. Are you lost? Are you perhaps her brothers?"

"What did these parents look like?" Bakura demanded, ignoring the woman's questions. Ryou whimpered behind him, wondering why his brother was acting like this. He never had before been like this before!

"Well, the mum had brown, short hair, and the dad had white hair, like yours," the woman said. "Are they your parents, too?"

"Where are they? Do you know?" Bakura asked, ignoring her questions once more.

"Well, I ran into them as they were leaving," the woman said. She gasped. "Don't tell me they forgot about you kids!"

"Mummy and daddy would never forget about us!" Ryou protested. "They love us! They would never-" He stopped himself as he saw his brother trembling.

"Ryou, let's go," Bakura whispered. He whipped around and ran off, pulling Ryou behind him.

"Wait!" the woman said, but it was too late. The two had disappeared in the crowd.

They were abandoned. And only Bakura knew why.

A/N: ALRIGHT. How'd you like the first chapter? Please leave a review!

*I bet you're confused about why on EARTH would a mother leave her kids like that. In short, I've made it so they're only acting that they care. Mighty good actors, too. If you've ever watched Mirai Nikki, the part where the parents leave the girl at Tokyo Tower? It's like that. Except they aren't all that age. And Bakura knows about their act, and is keeping up his own act for Ryou and Amane's sake. In short, I'm an evil person. Hooray!