Its been a week already since I've finally been putting some weight on... Michael has been seeing me more often since he has some medical knowledge.
and he has been encouraging me to eat so I can be 'strong' as he puts it.
Bakura hasn't been bothering me much, which is a blessing.
I agreed that today I would teach Michael what I know about sowing since I noticed he had a tare in his bag.
"You have to make sure the knot is bigger than the hole here." I demonstrate by tying the thread multiple times.
"Och!" Michael yelped dropping the needle and thread I gave to him.
I giggled at his cute yelp, how can he be such a fun person while being forced to work here?
This boy is a real blessing to me, he reminds me to stay patient and to be a kind person...he brings the me I miss back to life, to an extent.
Its such a disappointing reminder that we can't be friends in a different place...I had never had male friends, and a human no less.
I find myself forgetting that we are different species, our physical forms are quite identical.
typically male kitsune patrol and forage so they are rarely home.
"Keeping the needle in your hand might be a good idea." I pointed out still giggling.
"Maybe you could use your magic to make the needle less sharp since I'm just practicing?" He said innocently putting his hurt finger between his teeth.
"I mean poking yourself is just inevitable, even for me, but you'll get it." I reassured handing him the needle again.
After some time Michael was finally starting to get it right, after poking himself several times.
"I wish you could meet my brother, I think we could all use more friends around here." He smiled sadly to himself.
"Oh, I wasn't aware you had a sibling." I tilted my head slightly.
"Y-yeah..." he said almost monotone.
I didn't know why he had that response but decided changing the subject would be better.
"So, what exactly IS your role here?" I asked awkwardly kicking myself for asking an obviously personal question that might not be fun to talk about.
"I mostly clean to be honest!" He laughed weakly.
"But I also act as a part time nurse for the crew." He said while finishing the last stitches of his bag.
Why doesn't Bakura just hire someone with more experience than Michael? Unless he already has, but then why keep him?
I have my own healing ability to an extent but I would rather keep that to myself...of course I need crystal energy to harness any potential, another secret of mine.
I trust Michael but not anyone else...theres no telling what could happen to me if any word got out...despite me being inexperienced,I don't want to be seen as a tool of any kind.
"Who exactly IS Bakura?" I said with my head turned away but my eyes looking for his answer.
"Uh, well...I'm not entirely sure but he wants to get rid of the lineage of the Pharaohs in Egypt..." he said facing me with his brows furrowed.
I turned to see if he was actually serious because it sounded ridiculous and when his expression didn't change my mouth gaped.
"Seriously? How? Why? Are you kidding?" I scoffed.
I really am kidnapped by a psychopath idiot.
"I-...maybe you should ask him yourself...I dunno...but he's been real...'different' since you got here..." he said carefully.
"What do you mean?" My words threw themselves immediately out of my mouth hearing this.
I feel myself getting heated already.
"Uhh...well. it's not in my place to be talking about the captain...but...he's been more active and vigilant of the crew and he's real stressed and snappy...more...violent." he spoke closely in a quiet tone of voice.
"What...?" I felt almost speechless. I wanted to asked why but it's not like he's close with...Bakura.
I doubt anything could understand his mind.
"Yeah...I dunno. I told him that he needs more rest but he just gets more irritated."
I probably make him sick. I hope he hates himself.
"I hope he dies..." I muttered bitterly.
We shared a moment of silence before he spoke first.
"Well, I uh- better go before the captain finds out I was 'wasting' time in here...I'll ask him about letting you have some fresh air."
"Please do..." I said hugging myself.
I feel confused.
I almost can't wait till I get sold away.
"See ya..." he waved before exiting.
I watched him the entire time so I could see the sunlight shine through the door...and watching it become closed off from view again.
I felt guilty leaving Qamar on a bad note but I really didn't want to get caught just hanging out...Captain gave me his spare key so that I can check up on her health, I don't want to lose that.
She might be my only potentially real ally besides my brother...I'm sorry I haven't been entirely an open book...
As I walked the hall Vector came out of nowhere nearly giving me a heart attack.
"Heyyy, how's the girl? Is she hot?" He hooked his arm around my neck to whisper dramatically as if it's a secret...and as if I'm his buddy or something.
"Ugh, stop Vector...jeez..." I tried to remain calm while glaring at him shoving his arm away.
Me and Vector literally never talk so I don't know why he's bothering me...
He looked around to make sure it was just us and whispered cracking a smile.
"You think I could bang her if I told Bakura I was some kind of mental expert?"
"You mean a psychiatrist? And ew...besides I'm pretty sure you cause mental problems Vector." I said gritting my teeth.
"Come on! I was a joke anyway. I Didn't know you had a voice." He teased giving me a playful shove on my shoulder.
"And I didn't know you were a total pervert." I turned the corner of the hall towards the main deck of the ship to where Vector didn't follow, much to my joy.
I heard him complaining that he isn't but I don't really care about him anyway, he's a snake from what I know.
He's a character best avoided and the idea of him and Qamar makes me barf...
My eyes had to adjust to the bright afternoon sun as I made my way up the ship, its pretty dark in the halls despite some sunlight getting through.
People were busy tending to there daily duties.
its pretty quiet compared to the mornings were everyone is hustling to eat and prepare there shifts; best not get on the Boss's bad side.
I sighed looking at a distant shore before heading towards were Bakura would be.
I wondered if we would end up there.
the sea was calm today but I was feeling opposite as I always feel nervous to talk to the boss...
He was conversing with Marik and Rashid while looking at a map. I hope I wasn't to much of a bother...
"I believe it best to stop here and restock, sir." Rashid suggested politely.
As I came upon them I waited in front of them to notice me, I couldn't help feeling awkward, playing with a loose string on the hem of my vest.
"Ugh, there always freaking rude to foreigners..." Marik butted in with a groan.
"As much as I hate stopping on my path it is a better idea. Were going to stop at port Bendir. We show them how to respect us if need be."
Bakura said with finality slamming the map down on a desk that was built into the ship.
Marik sighed and suddenly they all looked to me and I quickly straightened my posture. Eep.
I felt my stomach turn.
"S-sir." I tried adding some confidence but why did they stare so expectantly at me, it's just me...
"Go on." Bakura waved his hand for me to speak, tilting his head slightly. Marik and Rashid both awaiting my response.
"I checked in with Qamar sir, she's been eating more like you asked but I really suggest giving her some fresh air and sun." I tried to filter out any pity or sympathy for her in my voice.
"And if she jumps off the boat or tries hiding elsewhere on th his damn ship? what then? We don't know what that fox is capable of if she gets any freedom. I would rather keep her on the edge of hopelessness and survival." He looked too calm to be saying such a cruel thing...
Nonetheless I kept a straight face.
"Yes...sir, I must say that she might be suffering from vitamin D deficiency and with someone watching her I think it could be possible, sir."
I pushed my arguement intelligently, my eyes brimming with determination.
I almost could have sworn I heard him growl under his breath as he read my eyes, they were as greenest as could be.
"Fine." He said reluctantly, not bothering to even ask what the symptoms would be.
I couldn't help but smile.
"Hey, it's a good thing we have you, ya know." Marik chimed in with a wink.
"As long as me and my brother get fed I do my job." I rubbed my arm nervously.
"Yes...continue the rest of your routine, one of my men was throwing up. I'll take responsibility for the slave girl." He sighed massaging his temples.
Great. Sounds real fun...
"Yes, sir."
"As long as I don't gotta baby sit I'll get over port Bendir!" Marik laughed.
"Kids shouldn't have to baby sit kids anyway." Rashid mumbled with the tiniest smile, starting an argument with Marik.
Bakura's .
I'm not sure what it is about that kid but he seems to always be hiding behind his eyes...he is rather intelligent.
Another reason I value him.
but his interest in my treasure might need to be monitored.
Maybe I should have Marik or Vector watch him...?
No, what am I thinking? she hates everyone of my men...and she should-
Marik and Rashid seemed to have stopped there playing and Marik unexpectedly broke my chain of thoughts looking confused.
"You good?" He looked at me raising a brow.
Very few people are honest enough to question me, and for good reason, I am The King Of Thieves...
Perhaps he doesn't have enough fear.
"Yes, I'm fine, why?" I asked genuinely.
"Uuuh, just you glaring at the kid"
"Was I...? It doesn't matter" I sighed pinching between my eye's.
"Whatever you say."
If he thinks she needs to let her have some sun fine, I'll let her out myself.
She's not gonna be happy having me around but I don't care.
I'm most likely gonna have Vector walk her later anyway, he's very vigilant.
If only my treasure wasn't a creature...
If I don't sell her off soon I swear I'll lose my mind.
I will make sure my profit will worth all this and I can afford a bigger ship to rival kings...the thought makes me smile.
The day I can get my revenge and take the Millennium Items back...ooohh how it makes my body ache...
As I walked towards my private quarters I noticed that pink haired brat walking towards the same direction.
Was I right from the beginning?!
Fuck this, I'm gonna kick his baby ass into the ocean.
"Hey, where the hell do you think you are going?" I grabbed his shoulder turning him around to face me.
Fuck.
Calm down.
I don't want him fucking with my posession...
"AH, hello captain. I-I was just looking for you." He tried to play off his surprise but his eyes were still wide with shock, or perhaps fear.
He should be afraid because I might have to castrate him here and now, if he is lying...
" well, I'm here..." I glared.
Get to the point.
"Just wanted to report that I was able to ease most of your sick men and that they are back to work sir." He did a bow out bbn of respect.
I breathed out through my nose in irritation, is he making up a quick excuse?
"Fine. Good work." He can run along for now but he's not off the hook.
I went straight to towards Vector, I always knew how to find him, I can feel the presence of his Ba at all times as it is quite powerful.
He's my personal lookout, my assassin and my spy.
I made my way to the bow (the long front part of the boat) and yelled for Vector.
"What brings the king of thieves over to me?" He had a the kinda grin a fool wares but his eyes tell a different story, he always has an open posture around people.
Guess that's what makes him a charmer but he's a cold blooded killer.
"Starting tomorrow morning you will keep a close eye on Michael. And make sure he isn't going against my trust with my slave." I spoke loud and clear. I do not need to repeat myself or give reasoning.
"Oooh, I would be honored to." He said sarcastically furrowing his brows.
"I'm always bored anyway." He shrugged, a new smile growing.
I sped to my room in a pissy mood.
I hate over thinking this but I don't care.
I better get that stupid brat some sunlight before the sun is gone entirely.
I swung open my door with unintentional force
I hate taking advice from brats and she isn't going to behave herself, if she freaking jumps into the ccean I swear- that kid will go swimming with her!
As soon as I entered my room I saw her already trying to escape me, much to my annoyance.
Still, seeing her in my room gave me some sort of pleasure but I immediately threw that feeling in the trash when I saw her grabbing something that didn't belong to me or her...
I knew that bastard bitch gave her that, I didn't care to find out what it was before I grabbed her arm and yanked her towards me.
I demanded she tell me so I could safely throw it away.
She made a painful sound through her teeth as she struggled, but at this point I knew I had full control of the situation.
She snapped wanting an answer for my sudden assault, but she needs to answer me first.
I am in charge.
I sandwiched her between the bed and I would be lying if I said it didn't feel good, her ass pressed between my legs...
I wanted to do things I would regret...
I let my weight fall on her back and sneaked my hand under her stomach which was firm but smooth.
I found her hands in a tight fist between her breasts and without much effort yanked the item from her.
Once we separated from this position I hesitated to remove myself from I inspected the contaminants of the bag.
I could still feel the tingling of her body against mine but I ignored it.
She glared at me, her breath shallow and hair frazzled.
She looked rather wild and I kinda liked it.
I pulled a capsule out and I wasn't exactly sure the use of this, it had a strange floral smell.
The only thing I could think about was poison she might be plotting to kill me with.
What a joke.
Agian I demanded she explain to me what this was but when she stayed silent our eyes locked.
Again she tests me, why? I'll never know, maybe she likes being knocked around.
I saw a glint in her eye and a twich of her tail before she tried nabbing the pouch back, seriously predictable.
I held it above her as she clawed my arm, I almost thought she might bite me with her cute ferocity.
I stood there unbudgingly, slowly becoming less amused by this game we played until she also shared the same uninterest but yelled that it wasn't any of my fucking business.
that bitch...does SHE HAVE ANY IDEA WHERE SHE IS? In MY ROOM IN MY BOAT.
She is my prisoner...
She's gonna kill me with stupidity before I'm caught dead from any poison.
"Michael gave it to me...its medicine..." she grumbled exhausted but still being stubborn as hell...
Of course that brat gave it to her.
I know I ordered him to treat her but I can barely trust him all of a sudden...am I growing insecure?
fuck me.
I need to stay calm.
I got direct holding back a glare, asking exactly what it's for.
She hesitated before breaking down and said it was just for anxiety, to which I assumed I was a pretty good cause.
really?
I just about laughed but instead threw it into a random direction.
And dragged her outside.
Back to Qamar's P.O.V
I tried quenching my pain with a drink of water.
I wanted to pour it over my head rather...
I wondered how talking to Bakura went...
I can't help it...its eating me from the inside.
As soon as I heard those familiar heavy footsteps my heart started jumping.
Why do I still get this way? What do I do with myself?
Bakura pushed the door open after unlocking it.
He strode towards me with a purpose, his eyes focused on me.
My anxiety is the worst when I can't predict anything or when he barges in so unexpectedly.
I practically forgot about Michael having talked to him.
I rushed towards my medicine pouch and grabbing it but as soon as I did I was pulled back by my forearm by a viper like grip.
"What is that-" Bakura snarled pulling me to his body as I curled and tensed by this, keeping my medicine close to my chest.
"what are you doing?!" I snarled back trying to keep his reach away from my pouch.
I protected it by bending my upper body flat on the bed, yelling at him to stop touching me.
He forced me straight against him and ripped the small bag from my grasp and pulled away from me to inspect it.
"What the hell- what are these?" he raised a brow at me pulling a capsule out.
I glared my chest rising and falling quickly.
"Its none of you're business. I need that." I said through my teeth and attempted to get it back.
"Well, if you need this then you should probably tell me. Don't need you harming yourself or anyone else." He spoke smoothly with a hand on his hip. Holding it higher from my reach until I gave up.
"Michael gave it to me...its medicine."
I gave in.
"What is it for?" He demanded calmly, our eyes locked.
This bastard. I swear. To. Godddd.
"Its...to- its...for anxiety..." my eyes flickered with rage.
I hate when he makes me expose myself...
"that's not a medical condition. It's a weakness of the human mind." He stated tossing it on the bed and grabbing my wrist and yanking me forward causing a painful Yelp out of me.
He adjusted his grip on me with my back facing his chest and whispered in my ear a top my head that were currently pulled back.
I didn't have any human ears.
"You wouldn't have to be anxious with me if you just behaved." His words dripped into my ears like venom, causing burning electricity through my body.
His breath tickling every inch of me.
And as if he knew I would pull away his grip tightened on my wrists.
"I'M NOT A DOG." I yelped struggling against him in a futile effort.
"But you're in no position to be fighting. You're in my posession." He forced my hands against my thighs and I froze there, my head lowered.
"I'm taking you outside." He said tiredness evident in his voice.
he let go of my wrists and I quickly turned to face him in shock.
Michael...how?
I was speechless, my breathing was still heavy from my struggling, my eye's widened.
"Yeah, yeah. Thank me later." He said sarcastically walking past and pulling me with him.
My mouth slightly agape.
He unlocked the back door I had always been curious about and my heart started pounding and I wished that I could smile.
He pulled the door open and I threw my arms over my eyes from the stinging orangey light of the sunset.
I heard the bastard chuckling and saying something about my reaction but I was to deeply distracted to care.
I slowly let my eyes peek at the vast sky and ran through the doorway.
I heard Bakura curse and there it was.
My smile returned to me again and my eye's grew big and shiny.
A breath escaped me as the wind danced around me.
This was a private balcony!
I stopped against the huge railing and looked into the sun setting into the horizon. It was the most beautiful thing.
The ocean was AMAZING, it looked like the ocean was moving our ship!
I giggled trying to use my upper strength to lift myself up but was immediately pulled back by strong arms.
"Don't get over excited now..." for the first time Bakura sounded uncomfortable or perhaps uneasy.
I turned to face him, this time it was my turn to smirk.
"Oh? Maybe you need some anxiety pills?"
His hands dropped to his sides, brows slightly furrowed. His scarred eye twitched slightly.
he stayed silent but watched me carefully in clear annoyance.
I wanted to bask in my small victory but I would rather enjoy the view of the sky then his face.
"Please ocean, take me to abundance." I pray.