I'd like to start by saying a big thank you to the three people who reviewed. And, to MewMew2 I hope my story isn't what you don't want it to be. For one the mean Bakura that went into the afterlife isn't coming back. A Bakura will magically appear but it won't be Yami B.

LONG LIVE GEMSHIPPING!!!!!!!


Chapter 2

The bell above the door jingled as Ryou entered the Kame Game Shop. The small store was empty except for Yugi's grandfather behind the counter. The old man smiled and waved Ryou into the living area behind the counter.

Ryou walked in and saw that he was the last one to arrive. Yugi, Téa and Duke had taken the sofa, Tristan and Joey were lying on their stomachs on the floor, and Malik was in the only armchair.

As Ryou entered everyone turned their heads to greet him. He put on a fake smile as he returned their greetings. Malik then promptly stood up and offered him his chair. Ryou tried to politely decline the offer, saying that Malik had gotten there first, but Malik wouldn't listen.

"But I saved this seat especially for you Ryou; you can't say no. And anyway, if you do say no I'll use you as a footstool."

Ryou decided that it was best to just take the chair and let Malik stretch out on the floor.

"Alright! Now that everyone's here: let the Movie Marathon begin!" Joey cried happily, diving forward to begin the film.

"What are we watching? Ryou asked.

"It's a martial arts film – can't remember the name," Tristan replied coolly.

Ryou nodded and settled back in his comfy chair. The film was actually quite good, but halfway through Ryou's mind began to wonder. He looked over towards the sofa and saw that Yugi and Téa were holding hands.

Ryou felt a spark of jealousy. Of course Yugi would have a girlfriend. Something else to add to Yugi's perfect life; something else that Ryou didn't have.

When Ryou realized what he had been thinking he quickly berated himself. He shouldn't think like that, thinking like that only made a person bitter and ungrateful. He should be thankful that he had a nice apartment, good grades at school, a great best friend, and many future prospects. Some kids didn't have any of those – he should be grateful. But still…

He plunged his hands into his pockets and started when he felt something metallic. Of course, it was the Miracle Token! He must have put it in his pocket out of habit.

Ryou didn't take out the coin but he did keep it clasped tightly in his hand. For the rest of the film he thought about what he should wish for. At first he thought about asking for his family back, but he doubted that would work. No coin could raise the dead.

Next he thought about becoming a millionaire or something. But his father had said that it had to be a pure wish – that one would most likely be considered selfish.

What about asking for his father to come home at Christmas? But that would only be temporary – he could wish for something much better.

Maybe world peace? That one was laughable – the whole world becoming friendly just because he asked it to.

The movie was now almost over. Ryou looked around for inspiration. Once again Ryou's gaze landed on Yugi and the clasped fingers. Ryou had never considered dating anyone. Girls adored him, but he always became shy when they were around. But maybe he'd be different when his true love came.

'It would be nice,' Ryou thought, 'to have someone who loves you, who's always there for you, who banishes your loneliness at night when your friends have all gone. It would be nice to have someone hold you gently and whisper "I love you Ryou."'

A small smile crept onto Ryou's face. He'd made his decision. Still keeping the coin in his pocket, Ryou mentally whispered: 'I wish that I could find my soul mate, I wish that I could be together with my true love. I wish that I could be truly happy.'

Without warning, the floor began to tremble and the TV flicked and died. Everyone jumped to their feet, shouting and screaming. There was a blinding flash of light before everything became still.

Carefully, Yugi moved in the darkness towards the window and drew back the curtains, letting light enter the room. He turned back round to ask if everyone was OK. What he saw made his jaw drop.

Everyone turned to where he was staring; wondering what could possibly be so shocking. When they saw they understood why Yugi had been struck speechless.

By the wall, not far away from Ryou, stood someone they had never expected to see again. Someone who didn't rightfully belong in their era.

Tall, tanned and muscular, the man had wild white hair, mahogany eyes and a double crossed t scar on the right side of his face. He was wearing a red cloak, sandals, and a white kilt, along with a lot of gold jewellery. He had a look of annoyance on his face, his arms crossed over his bare chest. "Who are you, and where am I?" he demanded.

His questions were met by silence.

When the Egyptian did not get a reply he turned to Ryou, who was closest to him. "You, girl, answer me."

Ryou blinked. Then looked behind him. Then turned back round and pointed to himself. "Me?" he asked curiously.

The Egyptian glared at him. "Yes you; who else would I be talking to?"

Ryou continued to stare and began to stutter. "Well…err…I…" Suddenly, he realized what he had been referred to as. "I am not a girl!" he cried indignantly, turning scarlet.

The Egyptian raised an eyebrow. "Really?" he said before unfolding his arms and moving forward.

Ryou wanted to back away, but the man was too fast. He closed his eyes as the man came forward, arms outstretched. He waited for the blow but it didn't come. Instead he felt someone…fondling his chest?

His eyes snapped open immediately.

"Hmm, you don't seem to have a chest of any sort," the man said thoughtfully as his hands began to move lower. "Your hips are smaller than most; but what about…"

Just as his hands were about to reach the important point below Ryou's waist, Malik stepped forward and grabbed the man's wrists. "Let me assure you that Ryou is definitely male," he said, unable to stop the corners of his mouth turning up slightly.

Malik let go of the man's wrists and he in turn let go of Ryou. "Aw well," the man said, shrugging his shoulders. "Girl or boy you're still hot." He gave Ryou a flirtatious wink before turning to the rest of the crowd.

Ryou was in shock. He'd just been felt up by a stranger. One that thought he was a girl! Ryou was so embarrassed; he wished the floor would just open up and swallow him.

What was worse was that his friends had actually witnessed it. Some friends though – Malik had been the only one who had moved a muscle during the whole scene. Unless of course you counted Téa falling back down onto the sofa.

Ryou was snapped out of his thoughts by the sound of Joey's nervous voice. "Who are you?"

The man raised an eyebrow slightly, a smirk planted on his face. "I am the King of Thieves, Bakura," he replied arrogantly.

That sentence was enough to strike fear into the heart of everyone in the room. Yugi and Téa blanched; Joey, Tristan and Duke's hands clenched into fists; Malik's eyes narrowed slightly; and Ryou was still agitated.

Nobody moved.

At first Bakura was delighted by the amount of terror he inflicted upon them, but now it was getting boring. He was scanning the crowd before him when an idea popped into his head.

He strutted over to the sofa and flopped down beside Téa. The girl flinched and looked at him apprehensively. The thief's smirk never left his face. "So, how much do you charge?"

Téa just blinked at him. "Excuse me?"

"How much do you charge – for a service?" Téa's face remained blank. Bakura growled slightly. "How much do you charge for a shag?!" he said, voice raised.

There was silence, then…

Malik began to laugh – hard – as Téa turned crimson and tried to form a coherent sentence. "What…I…you…You can't just something like that!" she shouted.

Bakura seemed unfazed. "Is that a no?"

"Yes! I mean no! I mean…"

Bakura tsked and rolled his eyes. "Virgins are so touchy," he murmured to no-one in particular.

"Hey, you shouldn't be so rude to Téa," Yugi said bravely, moving forwards slightly.

Bakura turned round and his eyes widened. "Pharaoh," he growled before jumping to his feet, a murderous look in his eyes.

Yugi swallowed hard as Bakura made a move towards him. He was saved from Bakura's wrath, though, when Joey and Tristan stepped in front of the thief. "Number one: Yugi ain't the Pharaoh, and number two: you ain't going to lay a finger on him," Joey said, glaring.

Bakura snorted. "Who's going to stop me? You?"

"That's right," Tristan replied threateningly.

"I could snap you in two," Bakura replied. "But I won't. I need somebody to tell me where the hell I am."

"The Kame Game Shop, located in the city of Domino, approximately 3000 years after your death," Malik replied as if he were a travel guide.

Bakura looked at him suspiciously. "Is this some kind of joke?"

Malik shook his head and walked over towards the light switch, a wide grin on his face. "Let me show you the wonders of something called: the light bulb," he said before switching on the light.

Bakura jumped and his eyes became wider as the room became brighter. "How did you do that? Are you a magician?"

Malik chuckled. "No, this is just one of the many things you'll have to get used to if you're going to be staying in the modern world.

"What!?" everyone except Bakura and Malik shouted.

"What do you mean 'staying here'?" asked Duke.

"Well it's going to take time to find a spell to put things back to normal, so he'll be here for awhile," Malik answered calmly.

While everyone else was in shock, Bakura was calmly assessing the situation. "So, if I'm stuck here what am I going to do until you've found a spell?"

"That'll be up to Ryou."

Ryou's head snapped towards where his friend was still standing. "Why me?" he asked incredulously.

"Because you're the only one who's got room to spare," Malik replied. "Joey, Tristan, Téa and I have a full house; Duke has a shop to run; and Yugi would probably be murdered in his sleep."

Ryou sighed dejectedly, knowing he was the only one who did have room and who could watch the thief. He only hoped that this Bakura would be nicer than the last.

Bakura smirked when he saw who he was going to be staying with. The boy was shy and timid – he would be easy to control. He was also quite cute and very attractive. He didn't look like he wanted Bakura to stay with him, but that was understandable; who would want to sleep with a murderer next door?

Bakura moved over to Ryou and put his arm around the boy's shoulder. The boy flinched and Bakura chuckled lightly. "Don't worry, I don't bite…much."

Ryou shivered but remained silent. He could already tell that they were going to have a marvellous time together.

"Ryou, why don't you take Bakura back to your apartment while I go find him some modern clothes to wear?" Malik suggested, still smiling.

Ryou nodded and (with Bakura's arm still around his shoulder) led the thief to his new home away from home.

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