Well Hello again my dear fans. I thank you all for reviewing on my last chapter and reading it of course. I'm sorry for taking so long with getting this chapter up. Oh this chapter doesn't have this much action in it, so sorry about that but I needed to have a chapter to set up whats soon to come. Oh and for those of you, who like Marik, he will make an appearance in this chappy! He is a little OOC though...
Well anway I don't own Yugioh. Oh and this is Yaoi so if it bothers you then don't read. Now on with the fic!
A Theifs Dream
Chapter 4: The Thieves Camp
SPLASH!!
Out of the water a white tuff of hair emerged, along with a deep gasp of air, followed by a second belong to the other. Akefia and Bakura made their way to shore. Once on solid ground Bakura laid back on the soggy sand panting, while Akefia was on hands and knees coughing up some unwanted water. They were both shivering (considering it was about 5-6am) but neither paid much attention to that fact, they were just happy to be out of the rushing Nile River.
Bakura finally sat up and looked at his partner, "Hey, you all right?" he asked, slightly worried since Akefia was still dry heaving.
Akefia nodded and coughed once more. "Yeah I'm fine, but I think I swallowed way to much water. That and it's fucking freezing out here."
"Well I think it's safe to say we got away from the fucking guards," Bakura said, looking around.
"Talk about bad timing. The best shag of my life and I run out of bed! Not to mention the fact we were basicily thrown over the rivers edge!" He sighed, "Damn guards, ruin everything that brings me close to being happiness."
Granted Akefia was talking about their night together, Bakura knew he was thinking about the night at Kul Elna. 'Not that I don't suck a cheering people up but I suppose I better try.'
Bakura placed his hand on Akefia's tense should, "Hey...um...look don't worry...at least you're not dead." Akefia looked at him like he was insane (not that he was sane). "You mean like you."
"Uh...yeah kinda."
"But you are me. so doesn't that mean I'm already dead..."
Bakura thought about it for a moment before he spook, "Well I'm not really dead. I would think you already knew that. After all I think I proved that to you tonight, remember?" he asked wiggling his brows suggestively.
"Heh, I suppose so." Akefia let out a long sigh and stood up. "Well, I think we might as well leave this Ra-damned town and go visit my love-...er partner Marik." Akefia said, feeling slightly awkward about calling Marik his lover in the presence of Bakura.
"Marik huh? The Past Marik. I wonder if he's any different from his future self?" Bakura mused to him self.
"Marik has a future self as well?" Akefia asked. 'Does everyone have a future life?'
"Yeah and a hikari but believe me hikari's are useless. Especially mine." Bakura huffed. 'Well other than to look at…'he thought.
The two started walking towards the town they had been chased out of previously. The sound of the wind being the once noise made.
"So?" Akefia started, away to break the silence. "What does hik-ari mean?" he asked.
Bakura gave him a 'how-stupid-are-you?' look before remembering that it was indeed a Japanese word and his past self was Egyptian after all. "Oh it mean light, or in my case I would be talking about the other half of my soul. AKA Pain in the ass Ryou." he said bluntly. 'But very good looking, pain in the ass.'
"Uh who is Ryou?" Akefia asked.
"Oh he's my hikari and roommate? He is the reason, well him and the pharaoh, that I'm stuck here with out a damned way of getting back. I swear to Ra if I have to be in the damned ring for another 3000 fucking years, I will straight up murder Yami's ass when I get back!" Bakura said.
" Another 3000 years?" Akefia asked confused, "What do you mean?"
Bakura thought about what he had just said. 'I really should warn him about his fate, then maybe I would defeat the pharaoh. Wait then if I did win I most likely would never make it back to the future.' And you would never again see Ryou. The voice said. 'Yeah...wait what difference does it matter if I see Ryou or not?' Oh please, not with this denial shit again! 'What so maybe I like him a bit...but it doesn't matter anyway.' Finialy an admittance! Oh and yes it does matter, You and I both know it does. Damn this voice, it just wouldn't let him be.
Akefia tapped his shoulder, "Well what does he look like?" he asked.
Bakura shook his head, was Akefia talking to him this whole time? I suppose he was. 'I wonder what about?' "What does 'who' look like?" he asked.
Akefia sighed, "Ryou. You said something about him being our reincarnation or something? So I was wondering what he looked like?"
"He looks like me but...more innocent and a bit shorter with less spiky hair, and a softer voice." Bakura said, think of Ryou features. 'Hmm and cute little ass…'
"Oh, he sounds...don't ever let anyone know I said this... cute." Akefia said imaging the boy in his mind. Bakura sighed, he had point; not that Bakura would ever admit that.
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Once both thieves had had entered the city, they went over to the stables. While Bakura spoke with the caretaker of the horses, Akefia chose one and lead it out of the area. He then tied it up out side of the village and came back for Bakura. Once Bakura had spotted Akefia he left the man and the two thieves left the town on their new stolen horse.
Ridding on through the desert seemed to take hours but at the end of the day they had reached another town. Bakura had immediately recognized it as the town where Marik lived. But really it wasn't a town; it was more of a campsite where The King of Thieves and his bandits stayed.
Akefia was greeted on his way to Marik house. The people seemed to adore their leader and offered him food and drinks as his dismounted his horse.
"My King, let me lead your new steed to the stables for nourishment." one of the men offered.
"Are you thirsty my King? Please allow me to bring you some fresh beer," another one of them said.
"Thank you all for the offers. I would like for the horse to be taken care of though. Other than that, have any of you seen Marik today?" he asked.
Bakura laughed inwardly, 'It hard to believe I was ever like by this many people.' he thought.
One of the villagers walked forth, "Yeah I saw him by the pond just an hour ago. Though he is probably off flirting with the woman we picked up last week." The man shook his head, "Honestly my King I can not see how you stand to be with him. The man is a lecher, if you don't mind me saying."
Akefia scowled, "Well I do mind. Marik may be a little too-"
"Touchy Feely?" Bakura put in. Akefia nodded, " Yes, but he is a worthy friend and...other things." Akefia blushed. He was NOT having this conversation with just anybody.
Bakura smirked noticing this, "What's that? Is the great and mighty thief King blushing? I do wonder with all that red painted on his face." Akefia growled and gripped Bakura by the upper arm, dragging him off. "What the hell were you doing?!" he shouted. Bakura smirked, "Oh just teasing you." he said in a cocky manor.
Akefia backhanded him, "Don't ever do it again. Especially in front of the people!" he seethed.
"Hey back the hell off! You would have done the same thing given the chance! I know because you're me dumbass!" Bakura shouted, then slapped Akefia. 'Ha take that you ass!' he thought happily.
Akefia growled, "Well if you are me then you know that was foolish mistake right? Now I have to punish you, so sad." he said, then moved toward Bakura as though to strike him. It was then that Bakura decided that he best take off for a while, and with that thought in mind he ran like his ass was on fire.
Bakura was running; Akefia was chasing and gaining. Bakura kept making sharp turns until Akefia was with in arms reach of him. Bakura was about to stop and try and fight when he heard a fimilar voice say his name.
"Hey Bakura!" Marik shouted, looking at Akefia. Bakura decided to take cover behind Marik, by doing a slide (A/N: Think base ball.) and going right under Marik legs and then hiding behind his back. Akefia was not expecting this and didn't think about stopping, causing him to run straight into Marik and knock him over on top of Bakura.
"WHAT THE HELL IS WITH YOU PEOPLE?!!" shouted Marik as he shoved Akefia off him and moved so he wasn't sitting on Bakura. He then remembered that 'Bakura' (aka: Akefia) was back. Grinning he pulled the thief king onto his lap. "Hello my sweet Bakura." he said, then kissed his cheek.
Akefia registering what had just happened, jumped out of Marik lap and pounced onto Bakura, who was still laying there looking like a dead pancake (A/N: OK Yeah I know pancakes can't die. But I thought flat as a pancake but also dead animal and just couldn't make up my mind so I just went for a mix. lol).
"Now I have you! Ha see you can't run from me the great Bakura!" Akefia said smugly. Bakura moved a bit, "Get off you tub of lard! I can't breath!" he said in a muffled voice. Then out of know where he screamed, "Hey you damned perv, keep your fucking hands to your self!"
Akefia seemed a bit confused until he felt some one grab his ass. At that moment he jumped off Bakura and onto Marik, "Hey I was busy, I don't need you copping fucking feels right know!!" He shouted. Marik just grinned and did it again, "But I thought you like it when I grabbed your sexy ass." he said. Akefia blushed, "Marik, can you please for once think with your head and not your dick!" he sighed.
Marik put on a playful pout, " But then I wouldn't be me 'Kura!" he whined.
Mean while Bakura was slowly dragging his body away from the lunatics behind him. Then a hand grabbed his ankle, pulled him back, and a body was set back on him, "Where do you think you're going, little thief?" Akefia asked. "Uh...I'm am being sat on you know! Ra lose some weight man!" was the answer he got in response. " 'm not fat." was the almost silent whisper Akefia said.
"Who is that Baku'?" Marik asked, tilting his head to the side to get a better view (Akefia's head was in the way.). "Oh um...that's kind of hard to explain?" Akefia said.
"Oh I am the ghost of Christmas past!" Bakura said, being sarcastic.
"Don't you mean future?" Akefia said, then thought for a moment, "Wait. What's Christmas?"
"Am I missing something?" Marik asked. Akefia sighed, 'This is going to be hard, especially when it Marik I must explain it to...I've got to steal him a brain sometime.' he thought.
"Can you get the hell off me!" Bakura barked. Akefia laughed.
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After Akefia, Bakura, and Marik got off each other and the ground. They went to Marik's home/tent and sat down so the two white haired thieves could explain Bakura to him.
It took them about an hour for him to finally get the point. "So you" Marik pointed to Bakura." are my 'Kura's future self, sent back in time?" he asked, once more.
Bakura nodded, "Yes you finally have it."
"Well I have another question." Marik stated. Bakura groaned, 'Why me?' he thought.
"Well why are you here? People don' just go back in time for no reason." he said.
Bakura sighed, "Well I'm not actually sure on that one but I think that the pharaoh is responsible for sending me here. I believe it has to do with my personality." Bakura said thoughtfully.
Marik got a very large grin, "Then if you are Baku, does that mean that mean I get two bed partners?" Marik asked in sly voice. Bakura frowned, 'this is definitely Marik's way of thinking...'
"Sorry Marik but no. Bakura is mine. MINE."Akefia growled, raping an arm round Bakura's waist.
Marik scooted closer to Akefia, "But Bakuuuu! You're mine, doesn't that mean he's mine too?" he asked. Bakura moved out of Akefia grasp, "Sorry Marik but I don't belong to anyone. And please enjoy me now, because in the future, I dump you're ass." he said harshly.
Marik's eyes widen, "What?! You leave me!! I'll be all alone!" he screeched. Bakura nodded, "Yes but you find someone else anyway." he said."Don't worry too much though. Were still close, just not in the 'Hey lets go screw' way."
Marik sniffed a bit," But I don't want to leave my Baku!!!" he cried, and wrapped his arms around Akefia. Bakura sighed, 'Great! Now you made him cry! I'm never going to get any rest today.' he thought and started patting Marik on the back.
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Later that evening Akefia thought that Bakura and Marik should spend some time together. So now Marik and Bakura are sat out on a ledge wrapped in a blanket looking at the stars.
"What are you thinking about?" Bakura asked. Marik turned to Bakura, " I was thinking about my sister. She sent me a letter, asking if I'd come meet her. At least once a year she has us meet and she'll try and convince me to stop being a thief. She says that she might be able to convince the pharaoh to pardon me and then I could come work for her as an assistant." he said. " The only thing is, I would have to leave Bakura. He says it's an opportunity of a lifetime but I know he doesn't want me to go. I once asked Isis if she could get us both pardoned; she told me that it depended on what my friends crim was. When I told her it was Bakura, and that he was the King of Thieves, she said that he was the most wanted man in Egypt and that there was no way she could get the pharaoh to forgive him. Not that Bakura would ant to go anyway; he hates the pharaoh." Marik sighed sadly, "I never know what to do..."
Bakura put his arm around Marik, " As much as Akefia says you should go, and don't think I'm being selfish, You can't. I know for a fact that it would hurt him much if you ever left him." Bakura said. "Though if I were you I probably would have left by now. It would be a much better life," he said. Marik smiled, "Yeah I know. He's a softy under all that hard exterior."
"I'm not a softy! I just have a little bit of feelings that's all!" Marik laughed, "Whatever!"
"Hey in the future am I skinny and weak looking like you?" Marik asked. Bakura punched him in the arm, "I am NOT weak!" Marik smirked, "Oh yeah?" he asked and Bakura nodded. Then out of nowhere Marik knocked him over and sat on him, "What was that?" he asked, cupping his ear and pretending not to hear. Bakura wiggled side to side, "Get off Marik!" he shouted.
"What do I get out of it?" Marik asked. "I won't hurt you!" Bakura shouted and Marik shook his head. "No that just won't due. I can think of something though..." he said and leaned in to kiss him. "Wait! Wait, it took me a while to get over you. Now if you kiss me I might get caught in that damn irresistible web of yours again. So please...don't." Bakura said looking into Marik's eyes.
Marik frowned, "Did you want to be out of my web? Had someone else caught your eye?" he asked. "No. It's just, you died and in the future, you liked some one else before I had a chance to even speak with you."Bakura said. "This person you speak of, do I really like them so much that I no longer want you other than as a friend?" Bakura nodded, "Yeah this person is perfect for you, believe me. He's your soul mate."
Marik cocked his head to the side, " Soul Mate? I thought you and I were just that." Bakura shook his head, "This person is literally the other half of your soul. You have a bit of a problem at first but you end up very happy, I envy you on that." Bakura said, moving out from beneath
Marik and sitting up, staring out in the distance.I wonder how that little runt is doing?' he thought. He's probably happy without his tormentor. Damn voice.
'Ryou's not like that.' Bakura thought, though the voice made a very good point.
How do you know, you don't pay him much attention other then to beat him or ask for food. Most of the time you don't even have the mind link open!
'I'm really starting to hate you ya know...'
Hey I'm just your inner thought. Bakura's mental jaw dropped. Yeah that's right, I'm you. I know another you. I'm the true thought inside your head, the one you always block.
'What? Does that make you my fucking conscious or something?'
I suppose it does, but I prefer the term 'Inner thought' you know, like your feelings.
'Ah Hell...'
"Um Bakura did you here me?" Marik asked shaking Bakura shoulder lightly.
Bakura looked at Marik, "Huh? What did you say?" he asked. Marik laughed a bit, "Please tell me my 'Kura isn't going to become a zoner." he said. Bakura frowned, " Hey. What did you just ask me? I listening." Bakura said.
"Oh I asked if you thought we should go find Bakura...er Akefia. It's getting quite late, and seeing that I'm not going to get any from you we might as well get some sleep." Marik sighed.
'Maybe just one kiss wouldn't hurt. At least just to show Marik I don't complete dislike him as he thinks.' You are so a slut. 'Fuck off.' With in thought he blocked out his little voice.
As Marik was standing up a hand grabbed his robe; he looked down to see Bakura staring up at him. "Wait" Bakura whispered to him, so he sat back down. Bakura was fiddling with the hem of his shirt and Marik could see a blush present on his face. "What is it Baku?" he asked scooting closer to him. Bakura took in quick pressed his lips against Marik, who automatically fell into place by rapping his arms around the other's waist.
Bakura made a move to back up but Marik placed a hand behind his hair and tilted his head in order to deepen the kiss. Mariks tung mapped out Bakura mouth and after a bit was met by a slightly hesitant tung. 'Oh Ra Marik's a good kisser! I don't know why I ever let Malik take him from me. Lucky hikari.' he thought. Because you had fallen for an Angel. Your Angel, Ryou.
As the kiss broke, Bakura buried his face in Marik chest, too embarrassed to look at him, right this moment. Marik placed a hand under Bakura chin and forced him to lock eyes, "I thought you didn't like me anymore?" he asked. Bakura blushed,"I never said that. I said you found some one else." "And what of you? Have you any one in the future?" he asked. Bakura made no move to answer, just stood up and held a hand out for Marik. 'I'll take that as a no. Wait Marik think...thinking...got it!'
As they were walking back to camp Marik asked, "Are you jealous of this person who claims my heart?" Bakura chuckled, "No Marik. I'm over you, really I am. I just kinda um, like some one, who I treated badly and know they don't and never will accept Me." he frowning.
Marik rapped an arm around his shoulders, "How do you know that? And if you liked them why did you treat bad?" he asked. Bakura sighed, 'Marik it's a long story...' he thought.
"Well?" Marik asked. They were in the camp and about to enter Akefias tent.
"Look Marik I tell you later, right now I just want to get a good nights rest."
Marik sighed, "alright."
And so they went inside to do just that.
TBC...
Well I hope you're all ok with the way Marik turned out. I know I made this chapter too long but I hope it's ok. well anyway I know the next chapter will have more action in it. I'll try not to take so long next time.