I woke up when the sun was gleaming in my eyes. The city had already awaked as I stretched.

I spent most of the night holding coat together to keep me warm. I yawned and got up on my feet. I wondered if anybody could recognize me if they didn't see my hair so I went onto the crowded streets, with my hood on.

I bumped into a few people not use to the much needed space around me. After a few minutes I got an idea that would get me lots of things faster. Pick pocketing.

I bumped into a few people on purpose and stole their cash eventually I got tired of it and went to find something else to do.

I walked just about all over town in search of something to busy me.

I finally came across a tomb and I grinned. Tomb robbing! That would be excellent!

I knew they would have many traps so I tread with caution. It did but they were easily avoided.

Continuing, I reached the main tomb were the body of the lifeless, lay. I took any treasure that would fit in my bag and left the tomb.

I had never felt so alive when I got out. I smirked happily and went back to the market and see if I could use the goods to get some food without stealing it.

I stopped at one of the shops that had fruit and bought some with the money I pocketed. I went threw he town square pocketing a bit more cash before I went on my journey back home.

Before I left the city, I spotted a restaurant. I smirked. Why not grab a small bit to eat before I return home?

I walked over to the restaurant and threw some cash at the person standing at the desk.

"Steak, please..." I said trying to act polite so no one would notice me.

"Err... Okay, one second." The person yelled at the person in the back to get a steak ready, "Uhh... Will delivery it to the table you sit at in a few minutes... Uhhh... Where are you going to sit?"

I pointed to a section that had many seats empty, "There..."

"Uhhh... Alright then" The person replied.

I went to where I had pointed to and sat down, making sure my hood wouldn't fly off and keeping my bag under the table.

In a matter of minutes I had my steak.

I hadn't had meat in such I long time that it felt almost rough against my tongue but yet... It had never felt so good.

After I finished my steak, I sat for a bit, thinking about the long journey home.

Why not stay here for another night? It would be dark before I got to my ruined house, and I would have to walk in the cold.

I sighed trying not to think of the thought of night chills that I still had to put up with. I got up and a bit of wind caught my hood and down it fell.

I quickly put it over my head but it was a bit too late.

"It's the thief!" a customer yelled.

"Run!" said another.

I shrugged and walked out of the restaurant acting like they were talking about someone else.

When I got out I laughed. I cut a piece of my rope with a knife a stole from the tomb earlier today then tied the rope around the band of my hood to make sure it would stay on.

I headed back to the city square to try and find an inn. It took a few hours but I found one.

Inside the inn I paid for a room and hanged out at the bar... I didn't order any drinks though, okay?

"Hey brat! Aren't you supposed to be in bed?" One of the drunks questioned me.

I ignored him. My eyes shut as I sat in one of the corners.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!" The drunk repeated.

I continued to ignore him. My eyes still shut as I turned my head away from him.

"You can't hear or something?!" the drunk demanded.

"No... I can hear perfectly well..." my eyes opened a bit just for him to see a glimpse of them before they shut again.

"Then why didn't you answer my questions?!" He glared at me as I smirked.

"... What is your name?" I questioned him, not answering his own.

"Mathew Glordis! My father use to be the pharaoh's official tomb keeper!" He answered with pride.

My grin grew, "Oh? Well it just so happens I came across his tomb today."

Mathew looked confused, "So?"

I untied the rope around my forehead and let the hood of my coat fall, "Guess what I did?"

The man backed up and stared at me, "Ba-ba-bakura!"

He soon became angered, "You robbed his grave! May a thousand curses be apon you!!"

He charged at me but I easily avoided and jumped over a table. I tied my hood back up.

"Sleep well, for you may never know when you will die..." I said as I climbed up the stairs to the room I was to stay in without many people knowing.

I had a good sleep that night. It was nice and warm in the room I was staying in and the bed was solid but all that much.

Early in the morning I tried shifting my weight but something solid was touching my throat. I woke up immediately.

Me eyes landed on the drunk I met last night, whose father's grave I robbed.

"You'll pay for what you did..." The man said anger in his eyes as he pressed the blade closer to my neck.

I looked at him boredly, "That all?"

He glared at me but didn't know what to say.

I smirked and took the blade from his hand and sat up.

He looked so shocked at how easily I had taken the knife from him he didn't seem to realize I had thrown it back at him. The blade had made its way to his heart and he began coughing and stuttering.

I smirked, "You're time has come like your father's has already... Think wisely next time."

I walked out of the room leaving the man helpless at his death bin.

I made sure my hood was tied on nice and tight before I went downstairs where others would be, and sure enough there were.

I threw the person standing at the desk some more cash, "I don't need it..."

I walked out the door and went for my short journey home.