Love Across the Ages
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh. / blah blah / = thoughts
Ch.1 Bakura's Story
Gabby woke up to the feeling that someone was trying to force water down her throat. She slowly opened her eyes to see herself in the desert, and a man with white hair was trying to get water down her throat. She coughed a bit and let the cool water down her throat. She was parched after all.
"Well if you can drink it means you'll live." said the man. (A/N: she can understand some of what he can say not all of it) Gabby looked up at the man, /Why am I in the desert? And who's the guy that's speaking...Ancient Egyptian/
As if reading her mind, the man with white hair said, " I found you here, I am Bakura, King of thieves. Why are you here by yourself, and in those strange clothes?" (A/N: In my story, Bakura is only ruthless and cruel only when he is in front of Yami. Or when talking about Yami.)
Since he spoke quite simple Ancient Egyptian to her, she understood most of it. "My name is Gabby," she said slowly, "I was traveling in a tomb when I was knocked out, and when I woke up I was here."
"Traveling in a tomb?" Bakura asked, "Are you a tomb robber like myself?"
"Tomb Robber?" Gabby thought for a moment "oh No no no!" she laughed, "Actually I was just visiting with my tour group."
"Tour group? Visiting?" Bakura had one eyebrow raised like she was some freak of nature. Then he laughed, "You have a very good sense of humor. As if the stupid Pharaoh would ever let someone visit his ancestor's tombs"
"The Pharaoh?" Gabby thought. /That would mean I would be in ancient Egypt somewhere/ "Is the pharaoh known as the king of games or something like that?" She asked remembering the last thing she read in the tomb.
"Yes he is. Stupid Pharaoh, always have to be so high and mighty just goes around killing people like they mean nothing." Then he paused, "Wait a minute, I'm the one asking the questions here, you still haven't answered my question yet, why are you here? And what are those ridiculous clothes that you are wearing? It is entirely not suited for weather in the desert."
Gabby didn't know how to answer him, "Well to tell you the truth, I got lost and winded up here. My clothes, well I really can't explain them, I bought them and was told they would be good for desert traveling." She said, trying to find something to satisfy Bakura's curiosity. It worked; he seemed satisfied with her answer. He got up on his horse and looked at her blankly. "Well? Are you coming or not? Shall I just leave you here in the desert by yourself without any water?" Gabby got on behind Bakura and he stiffened a bit when she put her around his waist for support.
They rode for about a day or two until they finally arrived to Bakura's destination. His lair. He got off the horse and motioned to Gabby to go in with him. He led her to a room that could qualify for a living room or a bedroom. He sat on the bed and motioned for her to sit down. She chose a spot next to the table, which was quite far from Bakura.
"I noticed that your Egyptian has a bit of an accent. Are you foreign?" he asked, she nodded, "Where you from?"
"Vancouver..."she said before she could stop herself. She slapped her hand over her mouth, but it was too late, Bakura had heard her. "Vancouver? I've been to many places, but I've never heard of Vancouver. Is that in Egypt somewhere? Or maybe Greece?"
"Umm.... it's in a very small part of...eh...Greece! Yeah that's it. Greece" Gabby tried to cover. /Smooth move Gab/ she thought.
"Hmm.. Since I presume you have nowhere to go, and not many people know you here, why don't you stay here and work for me, and I'll give you a place to stay with food etc." said Bakura. "After all I do need someone to keep my place in order while I'm away." Having heard of some of the brutal ways of some of the Tomb Robbers back then Gabby agreed to Bakura's offer. Little did she know, the only reason why the white haired robber wanted her here was because, he had his eye for her.
"You won't be able to do much with that accent of yours, so I will teach you to speak Egyptian properly. That is, if I'm not working. If you need anything while I am away, there is a few house wives over by the river, they're always willing to help out new young wives...just don't tell them you're with me. They don't like me much." He laughed a bit of a nervous laugh.
A month had passed, Gabby had become adjusted to her a new way of living, and she still had no idea how to get back, so she decided to go with it. Bakura, when he was around of course, taught her to speak Ancient Egyptian more fluently, and she learned from the old ladies around town to wash laundry by the river and to cook a traditional Egyptian meal. About her clothes, Bakura regularly brought back new clothes for her. He said that the one she wore wasn't decent for living in Egypt, and that if she was to be his woman she could only be dressed in the best.
As time continued to pass, Gabby's started enjoying Bakura's company. She felt alone when he wasn't around. He seemed like the perfect guy, even if his occupation wasn't the most honest. Although he was cold at times, he was normally nice to be around. He had a caring side that not many got to see. However, their relationship only got better after that one night.
*Flashback*
That night, Bakura and Gabby were discussing pasts. When Gabby heard Bakura's story, she was shocked.. The story left a deep mark in her, she remembered every word:
" I was the middle child among three. I had an older brother and a younger sister. My mother died when my sister was born. I was seven and my brother 10. My father was left alone to provide for us. However, Yami's father was a dictator. Taxes kept going up, and father barely had money to keep us fed. Then one day, my sister came down with a cold, and my father was broke from paying taxes. My brother went out and tried to steal some fresh fruit for my sister. Unfortunately he was caught. My father tried to cover for him, however the young pharaoh yami decided that they should both be punished, my brother for theft and my father for not teaching him well." Bakura's voice was filled with anger and bitterness.
"My brother was sentenced to death, and my father was to suffer 30 flogs down in the dungeon. My father wasn't young anymore and the torture killed him. I found his corpse outside on the streets. I took his body home and buried him in the back of our home. My sister then died of her sickness and sadness over our father's death. So I was left alone.
I was later recruited into a group of thieves. They like me had a hatred for Yami. The leader of the thieves took a liking to me since I had unlimited hatred for Yami. He trained me to become his succesor and continue his dream to defeat the royal family. That is why, I have dedicated my life to stealing from the pharaoh's tombs. Making sure they don't have rest. They had a luxery life, one made by the lives of the innocent people." Bakura screamed. He had tears unshed in his eyes as Gabby tried to calm him down. *End Flashback*
Ever since then, Gabby started being more open with Bakura, and from friendship, it became much more. Together it was like they were a family, as if a bond had developed that night between Bakura and Gabby.
As Bakura entered his home, he smelt the fine aroma of a traditional Egyptian meal. He smelt soup, and some special dish that was famous in the small city. He walked into the room that he had first brought Gabby to when she arrived around a month ago. Upon the table he found a table setting for two and two bowls of hot soup on the table. He wandered towards the kitchen where he heard the sound of someone chopping.
Gabby was in the kitchen preparing the main dish that the other wives around town had taught her to make. It was a small fowl with nuts on the side. The fowl was dipped in a mild wine as a marinade and it was put upon a layer of fresh lettuce with nuts around it. As she carved a small rosette, she felt two strong arms surround her small waist.
"You smell nice," the owner of the hands asked "expecting someone for dinner?"
"Just the King of thieves. You're not jealous are you Bakura?" she said as she continued with the preparation of the meal.
"Me? Me jealous because my beautiful woman is having dinner with a dashing man? Of course! She should be having dinner with me." He said in his cutest voice.
After dinner and Gabby had finished with the dishes, the two spent their time wrapped up in each other's arms and talking. "Will we always be together Bakura?" Gabby asked.
"Always..." and with that the two slowly fell asleep cuddled in each other's arms.
The next morning when Gabby woke up, Bakura was gone. Probably somewhere to steal more stuff. Oh well, it was a typical day. So Gabby got out of bed and set to work. After all cleaning after the King of thieves is no easy job.
~~ Well told you I'd tried to make my chapters longer! I'm so happy that people actually like my stories *cries* I'm so touched! I promise to do my best and make this a good fanfic. Yami still hasn't made an actual appearence yet...
Yami: It's not fair, why are you making me sound like some evil pharaoh. I'm nice, Bakura's the one who's evil!!!!
Somebody: Yami..why am I even bothering to explain? *shoves Yami in character closet* I'll take you out when I need you.
Anyways, don't worry about him, he won't be evil throughout the entire story..He'll be a lot more normal around the end of the story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh. / blah blah / = thoughts
Ch.1 Bakura's Story
Gabby woke up to the feeling that someone was trying to force water down her throat. She slowly opened her eyes to see herself in the desert, and a man with white hair was trying to get water down her throat. She coughed a bit and let the cool water down her throat. She was parched after all.
"Well if you can drink it means you'll live." said the man. (A/N: she can understand some of what he can say not all of it) Gabby looked up at the man, /Why am I in the desert? And who's the guy that's speaking...Ancient Egyptian/
As if reading her mind, the man with white hair said, " I found you here, I am Bakura, King of thieves. Why are you here by yourself, and in those strange clothes?" (A/N: In my story, Bakura is only ruthless and cruel only when he is in front of Yami. Or when talking about Yami.)
Since he spoke quite simple Ancient Egyptian to her, she understood most of it. "My name is Gabby," she said slowly, "I was traveling in a tomb when I was knocked out, and when I woke up I was here."
"Traveling in a tomb?" Bakura asked, "Are you a tomb robber like myself?"
"Tomb Robber?" Gabby thought for a moment "oh No no no!" she laughed, "Actually I was just visiting with my tour group."
"Tour group? Visiting?" Bakura had one eyebrow raised like she was some freak of nature. Then he laughed, "You have a very good sense of humor. As if the stupid Pharaoh would ever let someone visit his ancestor's tombs"
"The Pharaoh?" Gabby thought. /That would mean I would be in ancient Egypt somewhere/ "Is the pharaoh known as the king of games or something like that?" She asked remembering the last thing she read in the tomb.
"Yes he is. Stupid Pharaoh, always have to be so high and mighty just goes around killing people like they mean nothing." Then he paused, "Wait a minute, I'm the one asking the questions here, you still haven't answered my question yet, why are you here? And what are those ridiculous clothes that you are wearing? It is entirely not suited for weather in the desert."
Gabby didn't know how to answer him, "Well to tell you the truth, I got lost and winded up here. My clothes, well I really can't explain them, I bought them and was told they would be good for desert traveling." She said, trying to find something to satisfy Bakura's curiosity. It worked; he seemed satisfied with her answer. He got up on his horse and looked at her blankly. "Well? Are you coming or not? Shall I just leave you here in the desert by yourself without any water?" Gabby got on behind Bakura and he stiffened a bit when she put her around his waist for support.
They rode for about a day or two until they finally arrived to Bakura's destination. His lair. He got off the horse and motioned to Gabby to go in with him. He led her to a room that could qualify for a living room or a bedroom. He sat on the bed and motioned for her to sit down. She chose a spot next to the table, which was quite far from Bakura.
"I noticed that your Egyptian has a bit of an accent. Are you foreign?" he asked, she nodded, "Where you from?"
"Vancouver..."she said before she could stop herself. She slapped her hand over her mouth, but it was too late, Bakura had heard her. "Vancouver? I've been to many places, but I've never heard of Vancouver. Is that in Egypt somewhere? Or maybe Greece?"
"Umm.... it's in a very small part of...eh...Greece! Yeah that's it. Greece" Gabby tried to cover. /Smooth move Gab/ she thought.
"Hmm.. Since I presume you have nowhere to go, and not many people know you here, why don't you stay here and work for me, and I'll give you a place to stay with food etc." said Bakura. "After all I do need someone to keep my place in order while I'm away." Having heard of some of the brutal ways of some of the Tomb Robbers back then Gabby agreed to Bakura's offer. Little did she know, the only reason why the white haired robber wanted her here was because, he had his eye for her.
"You won't be able to do much with that accent of yours, so I will teach you to speak Egyptian properly. That is, if I'm not working. If you need anything while I am away, there is a few house wives over by the river, they're always willing to help out new young wives...just don't tell them you're with me. They don't like me much." He laughed a bit of a nervous laugh.
A month had passed, Gabby had become adjusted to her a new way of living, and she still had no idea how to get back, so she decided to go with it. Bakura, when he was around of course, taught her to speak Ancient Egyptian more fluently, and she learned from the old ladies around town to wash laundry by the river and to cook a traditional Egyptian meal. About her clothes, Bakura regularly brought back new clothes for her. He said that the one she wore wasn't decent for living in Egypt, and that if she was to be his woman she could only be dressed in the best.
As time continued to pass, Gabby's started enjoying Bakura's company. She felt alone when he wasn't around. He seemed like the perfect guy, even if his occupation wasn't the most honest. Although he was cold at times, he was normally nice to be around. He had a caring side that not many got to see. However, their relationship only got better after that one night.
*Flashback*
That night, Bakura and Gabby were discussing pasts. When Gabby heard Bakura's story, she was shocked.. The story left a deep mark in her, she remembered every word:
" I was the middle child among three. I had an older brother and a younger sister. My mother died when my sister was born. I was seven and my brother 10. My father was left alone to provide for us. However, Yami's father was a dictator. Taxes kept going up, and father barely had money to keep us fed. Then one day, my sister came down with a cold, and my father was broke from paying taxes. My brother went out and tried to steal some fresh fruit for my sister. Unfortunately he was caught. My father tried to cover for him, however the young pharaoh yami decided that they should both be punished, my brother for theft and my father for not teaching him well." Bakura's voice was filled with anger and bitterness.
"My brother was sentenced to death, and my father was to suffer 30 flogs down in the dungeon. My father wasn't young anymore and the torture killed him. I found his corpse outside on the streets. I took his body home and buried him in the back of our home. My sister then died of her sickness and sadness over our father's death. So I was left alone.
I was later recruited into a group of thieves. They like me had a hatred for Yami. The leader of the thieves took a liking to me since I had unlimited hatred for Yami. He trained me to become his succesor and continue his dream to defeat the royal family. That is why, I have dedicated my life to stealing from the pharaoh's tombs. Making sure they don't have rest. They had a luxery life, one made by the lives of the innocent people." Bakura screamed. He had tears unshed in his eyes as Gabby tried to calm him down. *End Flashback*
Ever since then, Gabby started being more open with Bakura, and from friendship, it became much more. Together it was like they were a family, as if a bond had developed that night between Bakura and Gabby.
As Bakura entered his home, he smelt the fine aroma of a traditional Egyptian meal. He smelt soup, and some special dish that was famous in the small city. He walked into the room that he had first brought Gabby to when she arrived around a month ago. Upon the table he found a table setting for two and two bowls of hot soup on the table. He wandered towards the kitchen where he heard the sound of someone chopping.
Gabby was in the kitchen preparing the main dish that the other wives around town had taught her to make. It was a small fowl with nuts on the side. The fowl was dipped in a mild wine as a marinade and it was put upon a layer of fresh lettuce with nuts around it. As she carved a small rosette, she felt two strong arms surround her small waist.
"You smell nice," the owner of the hands asked "expecting someone for dinner?"
"Just the King of thieves. You're not jealous are you Bakura?" she said as she continued with the preparation of the meal.
"Me? Me jealous because my beautiful woman is having dinner with a dashing man? Of course! She should be having dinner with me." He said in his cutest voice.
After dinner and Gabby had finished with the dishes, the two spent their time wrapped up in each other's arms and talking. "Will we always be together Bakura?" Gabby asked.
"Always..." and with that the two slowly fell asleep cuddled in each other's arms.
The next morning when Gabby woke up, Bakura was gone. Probably somewhere to steal more stuff. Oh well, it was a typical day. So Gabby got out of bed and set to work. After all cleaning after the King of thieves is no easy job.
~~ Well told you I'd tried to make my chapters longer! I'm so happy that people actually like my stories *cries* I'm so touched! I promise to do my best and make this a good fanfic. Yami still hasn't made an actual appearence yet...
Yami: It's not fair, why are you making me sound like some evil pharaoh. I'm nice, Bakura's the one who's evil!!!!
Somebody: Yami..why am I even bothering to explain? *shoves Yami in character closet* I'll take you out when I need you.
Anyways, don't worry about him, he won't be evil throughout the entire story..He'll be a lot more normal around the end of the story.