*Hello, hello! It has been such a long time since I last updated and I would like to apologize for that. I've been getting too many assignments lately, but I was able to get the next chapter up. Anyway, I made this chapter a bit longer to make up for not updating sooner. So I hope you like it! Enjoy!!!
Oh, one more thing I guess I should answer Bunny's questions, so here goes,
1. The reason Malik did not steal any items from the merchants was because it was day time, he didn't want to get caught, and Anzu would have surely told him put back anything he would have stolen. Also, he didn't want to get in any trouble since he wanted to get to the temple.
2. It's true that I changed his character, but I did warn people in the First chapter that Bakura, Seto, Malik, and Yami may seem out of character.
3. You'll have to wait and found out if Yami is going to make things complicated and good. Patience is a virtue.
4. I did warn in the first chapter and in chapter 1 and 3 that the fic will be a lemon. So yes, this will turn into a lemon.
5. As for you being a psychotic marshmallow freshly escaped from the funny farm with psychokinetic powers, and has an army of blood-bunnies and muffin minions at your command, I don't really know, but if you do, please don't tell me. ^-^
Well that should do, so enough of this, read and enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!
Chapter 6~Worried
Anzu was outside where the well was, getting water so she had something to drink and use for her soup. She was humming a tune that her mother used to sing to her when she was young. She really missed her mother and father, but it will be more than a year before they returned. She sighed at that and when she had the bucket full of water she poured it into the vase, and she left, walking slowly, for there was no hurry. She would say hi to those that pass by and stop to talk to others. When she arrived home she set the vase down and went to her room. It had been one month since she introduced Seto to Bakura and Malik, and it has been two days since she last saw them both. Before that, they would always come with her to visit Seto and one could really say that the three had become good friends. They had a lot in common, especially when talking about, in their terms, the damn pharaoh. She smiled at how many times the three had laughed together, but she frowned when the three sometimes picked on her for fun. She giggled and lay down on her bed. Anzu felt happy, happy to have met Bakura, and even Malik, plus she was happy that Seto had other friends now. She couldn't have asked for anything more.
Anzu let out a quiet sigh and closed her eyes for a moment. She really wondered where the two criminals are right now, she just hoped they were alright and weren't in any trouble. As she thought about it, she began to get worried, hoping nothing had happened and everything was alright. Anzu got up from her bed and began to pace.
"What if something did happen? What if they were caught? No, it can't be, I would have heard about it. Then why haven't they come to visit?" Anzu was asking too many questions and she knew there would be no answer. "Maybe, they're planning something. I mean, I'm not here to stop them from what they do. They steal and they…murder," Anzu really didn't like what they did, but that was them, she couldn't change them. She never wanted to, she accepted people for who they are, and wouldn't want to be the reason for changing anyone. She stopped pacing around and sat down. They probably were planning something, she once recalled when Bakura told her that planning a crime would take a few days, for they needed to make sure they knew what they needed to do during the theft. Anzu sighed once again, and she sat there, not knowing what to do. She had a feeling they were going to need her house at the end of their little job, well she wouldn't mind; it would give her another chance to see them again. She sighed for the fourth time that day and she heard her stomach growl. Anzu quickly got up and headed for the kitchen, she would make what she usually made: soup.
She gathered all of the ingredients and mixed them together to make her famous soup. As she stirred it, her mind wondered back to the white haired boy. She couldn't deny what she felt for him anymore. It seemed about a week ago, she found out how she truly feels about Bakura. It couldn't be denied, nor could it be ignored. Ever since she met him, she felt different around him. Anzu felt like she couldn't pass a day without him and now that he hasn't been here for such a long time, she felt disappointed. She let the soup boil for a moment and went to sit down. She missed Bakura and would do anything to see him again, she even missed how Malik and Seto would sometimes come up with an excuse and leave Bakura and her all alone. She knew they did that so that Bakura and her could get closer, it was obvious really, why else would they do that? Whatever they were planning it worked, she couldn't deny it. She cared about Bakura more than a friend and she knew she had fallen for him.
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"Are you sure this house has a lot of things for us to take?" Bakura asked as he kept his eyes on the house in front of him. Both he and Malik were on top of a roof looking down upon the house they would soon be visiting.
"Yes, I heard the people who live there are one of the richest people in the city, so you know what that means?" Malik asked grinning.
"Yes, a lot of goods for us. So do you think we're prepared," Bakura looked away and stared at Malik.
"Yup, everything should go according to plan and if by some chance we have been detected we will run for Anzu's house," Malik explained. Bakura looked away from Malik and stared at the ground. I been two days since he had seen Anzu, and he admitted that he missed her, but unlike Anzu, he would not admit that he had fallen for the brunette. He would always deny it, knowing that it wasn't true.
"I think we should tell her before we do anything," Bakura said.
"Hmm," Malik responded.
"What?" Bakura looked at him oddly, wondering what Malik could possibly be thinking.
"You miss her don't you?" Malik gave Bakura a sly look and grinned widely.
"What? Well…I can't say I don't…" Bakura was hesitant to answer, what was Malik trying to get at?
"Yes, I knew it," Malik said, making Bakura feel uncomfortable, "You love her!"
"What!?" Bakura almost fell, but kept his balance, "I do not! I barely know her."
"Uh huh, nice excuse," Malik said not believing a word he said, "you're just denying yourself. You love her and want to be with her. Now I ask you, what the hell are you waiting for?"
"You're crazy. I only like her as a friend," Bakura lied.
"Whatever, but I know what is true," Malik said stubbornly as he walked away. Bakura just stood there thinking for a while and soon followed. He wasn't going to admit to Malik what he felt, especially since he couldn't confess his own feelings to himself. He sighed, wishing things were easier, and even if he was in love with Anzu, what chance did he have with her? Would someone like her fall for him? He be hurt if he was rejected and what point would there be to ruin the friendship? He didn't want to take the chance, but really the first step is to admit that he has fallen for her.
The two walked side by side to Anzu's house. For once Bakura felt bit nervous of going there, he had been feeling like that every time he was alone with her. He knew, though, that Malik left him alone with her purposely, Bakura knew that Malik was planning something along with Seto. Bakura wanted to forget everything for now, but couldn't he was too caught up in his thoughts. Malik just looked at him and saw how confused Bakura looked. It's true that he and Seto have been trying to get Anzu and Bakura together, for they both knew that they had feelings for each other. It was hard, but they wouldn't give up.
The two walked in silence, not knowing what to say. As they walked they neared Anzu's home, and Bakura was actually happy that he was going to see her again. It seemed after two days, he really began to miss her, and the nervousness he felt was fading away. When they finally arrived they decided to enter by the window as usual, and hopefully no one was visiting Anzu. Bakura went on first then Malik followed, they made a lot of noise and got the attention of Anzu. She was in the kitchen eating and once she heard the noise she ran to her room to investigate. She was surprised to see who it was, but glad as well. The two males stood there and turned to see Anzu and they both smiled at her, she smiled at them too.
"It's so good to see you guys again! How have you been?" Anzu asked, still smiling.
"It's only been two days, woman," Malik commented, making Anzu's smile into a frown.
"I was just asking, jeez," Anzu rolled her eyes then smiled, she would rather not argue with Malik, though she had missed it.
"I smell food," Malik said as he sniffed the air. He knew it was Anzu's soup and he loved to eat it. Anzu giggled and told him that the soup was in the kitchen and he could go help himself to some. Malik gladly accepted and ran to the kitchen, where he began to devour all the soup. Meanwhile Bakura and Anzu remained quiet for a while.
"So…" Bakura said, breaking the silence.
"So…" Anzu said as well.
"I guess I should tell you why we're here," Bakura said as he sat on Anzu's bed. She just looked at him and nodded. "We might need your house tonight. We have been planning something, that's why we haven't visited for two days."
"I understand. Come here whenever you need to. I'll have things prepared for you and Malik, if you wish to sleep here," Anzu told him.
"Thanks, we'll come here if we need to," he smiled for a moment and soon the room became very quiet, and one could hear the slurps that Malik made as he ate the soup. This brought the silence into a fit of laughter, both Anzu and Bakura laughed and when they stopped they just stared at each other for the longest time. Anzu blushed a bit, and Bakura noticed his, and couldn't help but think she looked cute that way. They looked away, but looked again at each other. "I think Malik and I should be going. We really need to get everything prepared," Bakura lied, knowing that there was nothing really to be prepared. It wasn't that he wanted to leave, he just felt a bit uncomfortable.
"Oh, okay," Anzu said, looking down a bit, she really didn't want him to leave, but she wouldn't say anything. As Bakura got up, he began to walk to the kitchen and get Malik, but he soon stopped when Anzu spoke. "Wait," He turned around and looked at her questionably.
"What is it?" he asked.
"Promise me you'll be careful," Anzu told him, he could see the worry in her eyes. He smiled, nodded, and left the room. Once he was out of the room, Anzu sighed once again and sat on her bed. She had a feeling that something was going to happen tonight, and she feared for Bakura. 'I hope he'll be okay,' she thought and lay down. She heard Bakura and Malik talk for a while and soon they were out the door. They would use the door when it was dark outside and only when they would leave the house. If only she could get them to use it during the day, actually every time they came here. She smiled and got up. She better prepare a bed for one of the boys and get the extra sheets for them, who knew if they would come.
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"Did you ask for me, Yami?" Jou asked as he entered the throne room.
"Yes, there has been word that the two thieves, Bakura and Malik, have been spotted. I believe they will try and steal form one of the citizens. I want you and I to go out tonight and we will capture them. I can't rely on the guards, they have failed too many times," Yami told him, Jou just nodded.
"I see, but do you think that is wise? You might get hurt, and I don't think that will be good, the people need you to rule, and you need to be healthy in order to do so," Jou pointed out.
"I know that, but I know if I'm out there with you, we might have a chance of capturing the criminals. They have hurt too many people and stolen their precious items. It must be stopped and justice must be brought forward," Yami said, "Plus, Bakura and I have a little score to settle."
"You do?" Jou asked curiously.
"Yes, I killed his parents, and he attacked me. Giving me the scar on my right arm," Yami said showing the long scar he had. It was given to him the day that Bakura witnessed his parent's death. When he saw them die, he had charged at the pharaoh with a spear, scratching deeply into Yami's right arm and knocking hi out cold. What happened after that was a mystery, Bakura just got away somehow, and Yami woke up in his bed.
"I see, very well then, I will accompany you to this little thing, but when will they strike?" Jou asked.
"I'm not sure, but we will be guarding the areas for as long as we need to," Yami told him and Jou nodded his head understanding. The pharaoh stood up and walked out of the room, followed by Jou. They would leave tonight and hopefully for Yami, they will be around.
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"It's almost time, Bakura, are you ready?" Malik asked his partner.
"Yeah, let's do this," Bakura said as he began to descend the building they were on top of. Slowly the two ran to each house, hiding in the shadows. Their cloaks were blowing nicely in the wind and when they saw the coast was clear, they ran to the next house. After a few minutes, they arrived at their destination. The house they were at was quite big, and observing the people that lived in there for the past two days, they knew what valuable items they had. Slowly, they now began to walk around the house. When they reached the back of the house, they looked at each other for a moment then split. Malik went to the left, and Bakura went to the right and as last time at Shimi's house, Malik ended up where the bedroom is and Bakura ended up in the kitchen.
Malik looked at the floor first and tried to find anything he might trip on. He didn't want anything to happen like last time. When he thought there was nothing on the floor he proceeded on. He took whatever he believes is worth something and after a while of looking, he found something shiny. Observing it in the dark didn't help so when he went to pick it up, one of the items he held fell. This made a noise, but it didn't wake the couple that lay in the bed. He sighed with relief, but when he turned to leave the room, his eyes went wide. There in front of him was a huge dog, with really sharp teeth.
"Crap!" he couldn't help say, this definitely woke up the couple. They stood up, fearing who was in their room, and when they lit the candle, they saw Malik standing there. They were afraid, but they knew Malik was afraid too, since the dog was there.
"Fluffy, attack," the owner of the dog ordered.
"You called that beast Fluffy?" Malik asked not believing the name the couple gave the damn dog. Malik saw the dog charging at him and he dodged the dog's assault. The dog landed on his head, and this gave Malik time to get his dagger. He grabbed it and prepared himself if the beast would attack again. The dog got up and did attack once again. Malik stood his ground and waited for the right moment to strike, and when the canine lunched itself at Malik, but Malik was able to dodge and soon stab the dog right on the neck. The dog was killed instantly, and this made the owner's wife scream and shed tears. 'Now why does this seem familiar?' Malik thought as his eye twitched due to the screaming. He knew Bakura wasn't going to be happy about this.
Bakura definitely heard the screams and he was very upset, it was like Malik did this purposely. "That dumbass!" Bakura used Anzu's word, and he grabbed whatever he could still grab, but then he heard people outside. 'Damn, the guards heard the screaming! Now why does this all seem familiar?' he thought as he ran, he would have to remind himself to kill Malik once they were out of this. He followed the piercing screams, but after a while they stopped, and he knew why. He finally made it to the room and looked at all the blood on the bed and the ground. He shook his head, then looked at Malik. "I know you like to kill and are psychotic, but couldn't you at least try to make less of a mess?" Bakura asked, but he only received a smirk form Malik.
"I'll keep that in mind, oh clean one," Malik joked, "now why are you here?"
"This is just like last time and guess who is right outside," Bakura said, but Malik couldn't answer because they heard voices in the living room. "Damn they're already in here! We'll have to leave by the window."
"If you say so," Malik said as he rushed to the window and began to descend. Both of them touched the ground, but Bakura had fallen and tripped on barrels that were lying there. This made noise and got the attention of some of the guards. The two thieves turned to see many of the guards looking at them, after a moment they ran, and were soon followed by the soldiers. Both Bakura and Malik ran at the same pace and when they saw ahead of them they decided they would split. They nodded and both went the opposite direction.
Malik was running as fast as he could but he soon stopped when he saw Jou right in front of him. Jou was all alone and the guards that were chasing Malik and Bakura were quite far from him. The armed forces probably thought they lost Malik and were looking for him. Malik just stared at Jou, and despite that it was dark, Malik knew who it was. He had seen him before and wasn't really afraid of him. Jou was just the best friend of the pharaoh, and due to that Malik considered him an enemy.
"What the hell do you want?" Malik asked showing no emotion and just stared at him with blank eyes.
"To stop you! You have gone far enough with your crimes! It ends here," Jou said bravely, this made Malik smirk.
"Is that so? And how are you going to stop me?" Malik asked really not interested with Jou answer.
"Either you come with me peacefully, or I'll fight you and make sure you will be captured," Jou responded.
"Don't make me laugh! I can defeat you in anything. I guess what they say about you is true, you're nothing but a dumb dog," Malik smiled at that and this infuriated Jou.
"What did you say?" Jou asked glaring daggers at Malik.
"The only reason you're after me is because of the stupid pharaoh. You do as he says and you follow him wherever he goes, just like a pathetic, low-life dog!" Malik said, making Jou go crazy. Malik knew the he would strike any moment and prepared himself, he thought this might be fun.
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When Bakura ran the opposite direction he had managed to lose the guards, but he was safe entirely. When he stopped he tried to catch his breath, and as soon as he was relaxed he began to walk. As he took a few steps a voice stopped him, a voice which was all too familiar.
"So we meet again, Bakura," Bakura quickly turned around to face the one person he despised with a passion.
"Pharoah!" he said simply.
"Well hello to you to. I must say, you are quite careless; you should never stop when people are after you. Tsk, tsk, tsk," Yami said, never removing his gaze on Bakura.
"Keep your mouth shut, pharaoh! What do you want?" Bakura asked annoyed with him.
"I think you know perfectly well what I want. I want to stop you and make sure you are punished for everything you have done," Yami said, "I won't allow your schemes to go on any longer, your days of terrorizing ends here!" Without warning, he ran up to Bakura and quickly punched him on the noise. Bakura was able to shrug it off and keep his composure. He dodged the next attack that Yami was about to inflict on him, and punched him on his cheek. Yami stepped back and shook his head to keep his own composure. The two kicked and punched and were practically equal. After awhile, Bakura was able to get in the lead and knocked Yami to the ground. Yami just lay there, and Bakura thought he could no longer fight.
"Well, pharaoh, it's so good of you to bow down to me. I must say I'm flattered," Bakura teased. Yami just kept on lying there and Bakura was about to finish him off, when…Yami quickly grabbed his dagger and held jabbed it right into Bakura's left shoulder, missing the heart about five centimeters, the blood soon began to release it self, and the pain was unbearable. But Bakura ignored it, quickly reacted and, with all his strength, he kicked Yami in the gut, making him kneel down, giving Bakura a chance to kick him in the face. This knocked Yami out, he bled from his upper head, and Bakura left it at that, and he ran away. He ran to the only place he could think of, Anzu's home. Despite the pain, and the blood he ran as fast as he could.
Soon after, Jou and some of the guards found the pharaoh lying unconscious and ran to him, trying to wake him. Yami woke up, but he woke up with the hugest headache. He held his head and looked at Jou, it seemed he ad failed to stop Malik. "Where are Bakura and Malik?" Yami asked, getting up slowly, and looking around.
"I'm sorry, Yami, I couldn't capture Malik, and Bakura, I'm not sure where he is," Jou answered, worried ho Yami was going to react.
"Damn it! He couldn't have gotten far. He is injured and I doubt he even left the city. I want everyone to search carefully; no one will rest until he and his partner are captured, understand!" everyone nodded, not one dared to question the angered pharaoh. Yami looked at Jou and could see many scratches on him. "I see Malik had beaten you," he said.
"I underestimated him," Jou said plainly. Yami nodded and walked of, he wasn't going to the palace until he found the thieves, he didn't care if he was injured, he will stop at nothing to get those criminals. Jou wanted to tell him to go back, but doing so may anger him even further. He sighed and let it be, he felt that it would be a long night.
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Anzu sat patiently on her bed. She didn't want to go to sleep; she was worried that Bakura was going to come. She had to be awake and make he got settled in, him and Malik. She sighed, it was getting late into the night, and she was very, very worried. She didn't know what might be going on, for all she knew, Bakura and Malik could be hurt, and she hoped it wasn't true. She sighed practically for the millionth time and played with her hair. She would give anything to know how they were doing. She was about to leave her room when she heard a noise coming from the window. She waited until the figure was in the house and she saw that it was Malik. She smiled with cheeriness in her eyes and ran to hug him. Malik just looked dumbfounded.
"It's nice to see you too," he teased, Anzu just smiled.
"I was so worried about you and Bakura," she told him, noticing Bakura wasn't there, "where…is Bakura?" She looked out the window and couldn't se him anywhere.
"We got caught in the house, and once we began to run we separate. I don't know where he is," Malik explained.
"You don't? But what if he was captured? Shouldn't you go look for him?" Anzu said worried about what might have happened.
"Bakura is capable of taking care of himself. I know he got away, don't you worry he's probably headed this way," Malik reassured her. She wasn't convinced though, she wanted Bakura to be there, she wanted him to be close to her, to be safe. She sat down on her bed and covered her face with her hands, she was so worried. Malik didn't like to see her like this and really hoped his partner came soon.
As if there thoughts were heard, Bakura was climbing into the room. Both Malik and Anzu ran to the window and for some reason Bakura needed help to get in. Anzu soon saw why. On his left shoulder, she could see some dagger pierced into him. She gasped and quickly held on to him. When Bakura was inside the house, Malik helped him to stand and Anzu told him to lay him in the bed. Mali did so, and Bakura groaned with pain. Anzu couldn't bear to see him like this and a few tears began to spill.
"Malik, go fetch me a bucket with water and many cloths. You know where it is," Malik nodded and quickly left. Anzu then turned her attention back to Bakura, and she slowly talked to him, "Bakura, if you can here me, I going to take the dagger out. So it might hurt a bit." She only heard a groan and took it as a sign. She reached out her hand and held on the dagger, and with on swift move she took it out. Bakura held in his scream, but he tossed and turned. The blood was still flowing and Anzu had o stop it. She didn't have any sort of cloth with her so she ripped part of her robe and put it on Bakura wound. The sheet quickly turned to red, and it made Anzu worry. "Oh Bakura, please hold on…" she could feel him trying to reach for her hand and she gave it to him. She could see a smile on his face reassuring her that everything will be alright. Soon after Malik came with the water and cloths.
"Thank you, Malik," she said simply and when she was about to clean the wound, the door knocked, making Anzu and Malik look at each other. Who could it possibly be at this time? Anzu got up and told Malik to clean the wound while she got the door. "Whatever happens, Malik, stay quiet," she said as she left. She slowly walked to the door, and hoped everything will be alright.
*Well guess what? That's it. The chapter is over! Muhahahaha! So who could be at the door, hmm? Yami? Seto? Jou? Who knows…oh wait, I do!!! And what about Bakura? Will he be okay? Well tune in next time to find out!!!
Oh, one more thing I guess I should answer Bunny's questions, so here goes,
1. The reason Malik did not steal any items from the merchants was because it was day time, he didn't want to get caught, and Anzu would have surely told him put back anything he would have stolen. Also, he didn't want to get in any trouble since he wanted to get to the temple.
2. It's true that I changed his character, but I did warn people in the First chapter that Bakura, Seto, Malik, and Yami may seem out of character.
3. You'll have to wait and found out if Yami is going to make things complicated and good. Patience is a virtue.
4. I did warn in the first chapter and in chapter 1 and 3 that the fic will be a lemon. So yes, this will turn into a lemon.
5. As for you being a psychotic marshmallow freshly escaped from the funny farm with psychokinetic powers, and has an army of blood-bunnies and muffin minions at your command, I don't really know, but if you do, please don't tell me. ^-^
Well that should do, so enough of this, read and enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!
Chapter 6~Worried
Anzu was outside where the well was, getting water so she had something to drink and use for her soup. She was humming a tune that her mother used to sing to her when she was young. She really missed her mother and father, but it will be more than a year before they returned. She sighed at that and when she had the bucket full of water she poured it into the vase, and she left, walking slowly, for there was no hurry. She would say hi to those that pass by and stop to talk to others. When she arrived home she set the vase down and went to her room. It had been one month since she introduced Seto to Bakura and Malik, and it has been two days since she last saw them both. Before that, they would always come with her to visit Seto and one could really say that the three had become good friends. They had a lot in common, especially when talking about, in their terms, the damn pharaoh. She smiled at how many times the three had laughed together, but she frowned when the three sometimes picked on her for fun. She giggled and lay down on her bed. Anzu felt happy, happy to have met Bakura, and even Malik, plus she was happy that Seto had other friends now. She couldn't have asked for anything more.
Anzu let out a quiet sigh and closed her eyes for a moment. She really wondered where the two criminals are right now, she just hoped they were alright and weren't in any trouble. As she thought about it, she began to get worried, hoping nothing had happened and everything was alright. Anzu got up from her bed and began to pace.
"What if something did happen? What if they were caught? No, it can't be, I would have heard about it. Then why haven't they come to visit?" Anzu was asking too many questions and she knew there would be no answer. "Maybe, they're planning something. I mean, I'm not here to stop them from what they do. They steal and they…murder," Anzu really didn't like what they did, but that was them, she couldn't change them. She never wanted to, she accepted people for who they are, and wouldn't want to be the reason for changing anyone. She stopped pacing around and sat down. They probably were planning something, she once recalled when Bakura told her that planning a crime would take a few days, for they needed to make sure they knew what they needed to do during the theft. Anzu sighed once again, and she sat there, not knowing what to do. She had a feeling they were going to need her house at the end of their little job, well she wouldn't mind; it would give her another chance to see them again. She sighed for the fourth time that day and she heard her stomach growl. Anzu quickly got up and headed for the kitchen, she would make what she usually made: soup.
She gathered all of the ingredients and mixed them together to make her famous soup. As she stirred it, her mind wondered back to the white haired boy. She couldn't deny what she felt for him anymore. It seemed about a week ago, she found out how she truly feels about Bakura. It couldn't be denied, nor could it be ignored. Ever since she met him, she felt different around him. Anzu felt like she couldn't pass a day without him and now that he hasn't been here for such a long time, she felt disappointed. She let the soup boil for a moment and went to sit down. She missed Bakura and would do anything to see him again, she even missed how Malik and Seto would sometimes come up with an excuse and leave Bakura and her all alone. She knew they did that so that Bakura and her could get closer, it was obvious really, why else would they do that? Whatever they were planning it worked, she couldn't deny it. She cared about Bakura more than a friend and she knew she had fallen for him.
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"Are you sure this house has a lot of things for us to take?" Bakura asked as he kept his eyes on the house in front of him. Both he and Malik were on top of a roof looking down upon the house they would soon be visiting.
"Yes, I heard the people who live there are one of the richest people in the city, so you know what that means?" Malik asked grinning.
"Yes, a lot of goods for us. So do you think we're prepared," Bakura looked away and stared at Malik.
"Yup, everything should go according to plan and if by some chance we have been detected we will run for Anzu's house," Malik explained. Bakura looked away from Malik and stared at the ground. I been two days since he had seen Anzu, and he admitted that he missed her, but unlike Anzu, he would not admit that he had fallen for the brunette. He would always deny it, knowing that it wasn't true.
"I think we should tell her before we do anything," Bakura said.
"Hmm," Malik responded.
"What?" Bakura looked at him oddly, wondering what Malik could possibly be thinking.
"You miss her don't you?" Malik gave Bakura a sly look and grinned widely.
"What? Well…I can't say I don't…" Bakura was hesitant to answer, what was Malik trying to get at?
"Yes, I knew it," Malik said, making Bakura feel uncomfortable, "You love her!"
"What!?" Bakura almost fell, but kept his balance, "I do not! I barely know her."
"Uh huh, nice excuse," Malik said not believing a word he said, "you're just denying yourself. You love her and want to be with her. Now I ask you, what the hell are you waiting for?"
"You're crazy. I only like her as a friend," Bakura lied.
"Whatever, but I know what is true," Malik said stubbornly as he walked away. Bakura just stood there thinking for a while and soon followed. He wasn't going to admit to Malik what he felt, especially since he couldn't confess his own feelings to himself. He sighed, wishing things were easier, and even if he was in love with Anzu, what chance did he have with her? Would someone like her fall for him? He be hurt if he was rejected and what point would there be to ruin the friendship? He didn't want to take the chance, but really the first step is to admit that he has fallen for her.
The two walked side by side to Anzu's house. For once Bakura felt bit nervous of going there, he had been feeling like that every time he was alone with her. He knew, though, that Malik left him alone with her purposely, Bakura knew that Malik was planning something along with Seto. Bakura wanted to forget everything for now, but couldn't he was too caught up in his thoughts. Malik just looked at him and saw how confused Bakura looked. It's true that he and Seto have been trying to get Anzu and Bakura together, for they both knew that they had feelings for each other. It was hard, but they wouldn't give up.
The two walked in silence, not knowing what to say. As they walked they neared Anzu's home, and Bakura was actually happy that he was going to see her again. It seemed after two days, he really began to miss her, and the nervousness he felt was fading away. When they finally arrived they decided to enter by the window as usual, and hopefully no one was visiting Anzu. Bakura went on first then Malik followed, they made a lot of noise and got the attention of Anzu. She was in the kitchen eating and once she heard the noise she ran to her room to investigate. She was surprised to see who it was, but glad as well. The two males stood there and turned to see Anzu and they both smiled at her, she smiled at them too.
"It's so good to see you guys again! How have you been?" Anzu asked, still smiling.
"It's only been two days, woman," Malik commented, making Anzu's smile into a frown.
"I was just asking, jeez," Anzu rolled her eyes then smiled, she would rather not argue with Malik, though she had missed it.
"I smell food," Malik said as he sniffed the air. He knew it was Anzu's soup and he loved to eat it. Anzu giggled and told him that the soup was in the kitchen and he could go help himself to some. Malik gladly accepted and ran to the kitchen, where he began to devour all the soup. Meanwhile Bakura and Anzu remained quiet for a while.
"So…" Bakura said, breaking the silence.
"So…" Anzu said as well.
"I guess I should tell you why we're here," Bakura said as he sat on Anzu's bed. She just looked at him and nodded. "We might need your house tonight. We have been planning something, that's why we haven't visited for two days."
"I understand. Come here whenever you need to. I'll have things prepared for you and Malik, if you wish to sleep here," Anzu told him.
"Thanks, we'll come here if we need to," he smiled for a moment and soon the room became very quiet, and one could hear the slurps that Malik made as he ate the soup. This brought the silence into a fit of laughter, both Anzu and Bakura laughed and when they stopped they just stared at each other for the longest time. Anzu blushed a bit, and Bakura noticed his, and couldn't help but think she looked cute that way. They looked away, but looked again at each other. "I think Malik and I should be going. We really need to get everything prepared," Bakura lied, knowing that there was nothing really to be prepared. It wasn't that he wanted to leave, he just felt a bit uncomfortable.
"Oh, okay," Anzu said, looking down a bit, she really didn't want him to leave, but she wouldn't say anything. As Bakura got up, he began to walk to the kitchen and get Malik, but he soon stopped when Anzu spoke. "Wait," He turned around and looked at her questionably.
"What is it?" he asked.
"Promise me you'll be careful," Anzu told him, he could see the worry in her eyes. He smiled, nodded, and left the room. Once he was out of the room, Anzu sighed once again and sat on her bed. She had a feeling that something was going to happen tonight, and she feared for Bakura. 'I hope he'll be okay,' she thought and lay down. She heard Bakura and Malik talk for a while and soon they were out the door. They would use the door when it was dark outside and only when they would leave the house. If only she could get them to use it during the day, actually every time they came here. She smiled and got up. She better prepare a bed for one of the boys and get the extra sheets for them, who knew if they would come.
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"Did you ask for me, Yami?" Jou asked as he entered the throne room.
"Yes, there has been word that the two thieves, Bakura and Malik, have been spotted. I believe they will try and steal form one of the citizens. I want you and I to go out tonight and we will capture them. I can't rely on the guards, they have failed too many times," Yami told him, Jou just nodded.
"I see, but do you think that is wise? You might get hurt, and I don't think that will be good, the people need you to rule, and you need to be healthy in order to do so," Jou pointed out.
"I know that, but I know if I'm out there with you, we might have a chance of capturing the criminals. They have hurt too many people and stolen their precious items. It must be stopped and justice must be brought forward," Yami said, "Plus, Bakura and I have a little score to settle."
"You do?" Jou asked curiously.
"Yes, I killed his parents, and he attacked me. Giving me the scar on my right arm," Yami said showing the long scar he had. It was given to him the day that Bakura witnessed his parent's death. When he saw them die, he had charged at the pharaoh with a spear, scratching deeply into Yami's right arm and knocking hi out cold. What happened after that was a mystery, Bakura just got away somehow, and Yami woke up in his bed.
"I see, very well then, I will accompany you to this little thing, but when will they strike?" Jou asked.
"I'm not sure, but we will be guarding the areas for as long as we need to," Yami told him and Jou nodded his head understanding. The pharaoh stood up and walked out of the room, followed by Jou. They would leave tonight and hopefully for Yami, they will be around.
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"It's almost time, Bakura, are you ready?" Malik asked his partner.
"Yeah, let's do this," Bakura said as he began to descend the building they were on top of. Slowly the two ran to each house, hiding in the shadows. Their cloaks were blowing nicely in the wind and when they saw the coast was clear, they ran to the next house. After a few minutes, they arrived at their destination. The house they were at was quite big, and observing the people that lived in there for the past two days, they knew what valuable items they had. Slowly, they now began to walk around the house. When they reached the back of the house, they looked at each other for a moment then split. Malik went to the left, and Bakura went to the right and as last time at Shimi's house, Malik ended up where the bedroom is and Bakura ended up in the kitchen.
Malik looked at the floor first and tried to find anything he might trip on. He didn't want anything to happen like last time. When he thought there was nothing on the floor he proceeded on. He took whatever he believes is worth something and after a while of looking, he found something shiny. Observing it in the dark didn't help so when he went to pick it up, one of the items he held fell. This made a noise, but it didn't wake the couple that lay in the bed. He sighed with relief, but when he turned to leave the room, his eyes went wide. There in front of him was a huge dog, with really sharp teeth.
"Crap!" he couldn't help say, this definitely woke up the couple. They stood up, fearing who was in their room, and when they lit the candle, they saw Malik standing there. They were afraid, but they knew Malik was afraid too, since the dog was there.
"Fluffy, attack," the owner of the dog ordered.
"You called that beast Fluffy?" Malik asked not believing the name the couple gave the damn dog. Malik saw the dog charging at him and he dodged the dog's assault. The dog landed on his head, and this gave Malik time to get his dagger. He grabbed it and prepared himself if the beast would attack again. The dog got up and did attack once again. Malik stood his ground and waited for the right moment to strike, and when the canine lunched itself at Malik, but Malik was able to dodge and soon stab the dog right on the neck. The dog was killed instantly, and this made the owner's wife scream and shed tears. 'Now why does this seem familiar?' Malik thought as his eye twitched due to the screaming. He knew Bakura wasn't going to be happy about this.
Bakura definitely heard the screams and he was very upset, it was like Malik did this purposely. "That dumbass!" Bakura used Anzu's word, and he grabbed whatever he could still grab, but then he heard people outside. 'Damn, the guards heard the screaming! Now why does this all seem familiar?' he thought as he ran, he would have to remind himself to kill Malik once they were out of this. He followed the piercing screams, but after a while they stopped, and he knew why. He finally made it to the room and looked at all the blood on the bed and the ground. He shook his head, then looked at Malik. "I know you like to kill and are psychotic, but couldn't you at least try to make less of a mess?" Bakura asked, but he only received a smirk form Malik.
"I'll keep that in mind, oh clean one," Malik joked, "now why are you here?"
"This is just like last time and guess who is right outside," Bakura said, but Malik couldn't answer because they heard voices in the living room. "Damn they're already in here! We'll have to leave by the window."
"If you say so," Malik said as he rushed to the window and began to descend. Both of them touched the ground, but Bakura had fallen and tripped on barrels that were lying there. This made noise and got the attention of some of the guards. The two thieves turned to see many of the guards looking at them, after a moment they ran, and were soon followed by the soldiers. Both Bakura and Malik ran at the same pace and when they saw ahead of them they decided they would split. They nodded and both went the opposite direction.
Malik was running as fast as he could but he soon stopped when he saw Jou right in front of him. Jou was all alone and the guards that were chasing Malik and Bakura were quite far from him. The armed forces probably thought they lost Malik and were looking for him. Malik just stared at Jou, and despite that it was dark, Malik knew who it was. He had seen him before and wasn't really afraid of him. Jou was just the best friend of the pharaoh, and due to that Malik considered him an enemy.
"What the hell do you want?" Malik asked showing no emotion and just stared at him with blank eyes.
"To stop you! You have gone far enough with your crimes! It ends here," Jou said bravely, this made Malik smirk.
"Is that so? And how are you going to stop me?" Malik asked really not interested with Jou answer.
"Either you come with me peacefully, or I'll fight you and make sure you will be captured," Jou responded.
"Don't make me laugh! I can defeat you in anything. I guess what they say about you is true, you're nothing but a dumb dog," Malik smiled at that and this infuriated Jou.
"What did you say?" Jou asked glaring daggers at Malik.
"The only reason you're after me is because of the stupid pharaoh. You do as he says and you follow him wherever he goes, just like a pathetic, low-life dog!" Malik said, making Jou go crazy. Malik knew the he would strike any moment and prepared himself, he thought this might be fun.
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When Bakura ran the opposite direction he had managed to lose the guards, but he was safe entirely. When he stopped he tried to catch his breath, and as soon as he was relaxed he began to walk. As he took a few steps a voice stopped him, a voice which was all too familiar.
"So we meet again, Bakura," Bakura quickly turned around to face the one person he despised with a passion.
"Pharoah!" he said simply.
"Well hello to you to. I must say, you are quite careless; you should never stop when people are after you. Tsk, tsk, tsk," Yami said, never removing his gaze on Bakura.
"Keep your mouth shut, pharaoh! What do you want?" Bakura asked annoyed with him.
"I think you know perfectly well what I want. I want to stop you and make sure you are punished for everything you have done," Yami said, "I won't allow your schemes to go on any longer, your days of terrorizing ends here!" Without warning, he ran up to Bakura and quickly punched him on the noise. Bakura was able to shrug it off and keep his composure. He dodged the next attack that Yami was about to inflict on him, and punched him on his cheek. Yami stepped back and shook his head to keep his own composure. The two kicked and punched and were practically equal. After awhile, Bakura was able to get in the lead and knocked Yami to the ground. Yami just lay there, and Bakura thought he could no longer fight.
"Well, pharaoh, it's so good of you to bow down to me. I must say I'm flattered," Bakura teased. Yami just kept on lying there and Bakura was about to finish him off, when…Yami quickly grabbed his dagger and held jabbed it right into Bakura's left shoulder, missing the heart about five centimeters, the blood soon began to release it self, and the pain was unbearable. But Bakura ignored it, quickly reacted and, with all his strength, he kicked Yami in the gut, making him kneel down, giving Bakura a chance to kick him in the face. This knocked Yami out, he bled from his upper head, and Bakura left it at that, and he ran away. He ran to the only place he could think of, Anzu's home. Despite the pain, and the blood he ran as fast as he could.
Soon after, Jou and some of the guards found the pharaoh lying unconscious and ran to him, trying to wake him. Yami woke up, but he woke up with the hugest headache. He held his head and looked at Jou, it seemed he ad failed to stop Malik. "Where are Bakura and Malik?" Yami asked, getting up slowly, and looking around.
"I'm sorry, Yami, I couldn't capture Malik, and Bakura, I'm not sure where he is," Jou answered, worried ho Yami was going to react.
"Damn it! He couldn't have gotten far. He is injured and I doubt he even left the city. I want everyone to search carefully; no one will rest until he and his partner are captured, understand!" everyone nodded, not one dared to question the angered pharaoh. Yami looked at Jou and could see many scratches on him. "I see Malik had beaten you," he said.
"I underestimated him," Jou said plainly. Yami nodded and walked of, he wasn't going to the palace until he found the thieves, he didn't care if he was injured, he will stop at nothing to get those criminals. Jou wanted to tell him to go back, but doing so may anger him even further. He sighed and let it be, he felt that it would be a long night.
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Anzu sat patiently on her bed. She didn't want to go to sleep; she was worried that Bakura was going to come. She had to be awake and make he got settled in, him and Malik. She sighed, it was getting late into the night, and she was very, very worried. She didn't know what might be going on, for all she knew, Bakura and Malik could be hurt, and she hoped it wasn't true. She sighed practically for the millionth time and played with her hair. She would give anything to know how they were doing. She was about to leave her room when she heard a noise coming from the window. She waited until the figure was in the house and she saw that it was Malik. She smiled with cheeriness in her eyes and ran to hug him. Malik just looked dumbfounded.
"It's nice to see you too," he teased, Anzu just smiled.
"I was so worried about you and Bakura," she told him, noticing Bakura wasn't there, "where…is Bakura?" She looked out the window and couldn't se him anywhere.
"We got caught in the house, and once we began to run we separate. I don't know where he is," Malik explained.
"You don't? But what if he was captured? Shouldn't you go look for him?" Anzu said worried about what might have happened.
"Bakura is capable of taking care of himself. I know he got away, don't you worry he's probably headed this way," Malik reassured her. She wasn't convinced though, she wanted Bakura to be there, she wanted him to be close to her, to be safe. She sat down on her bed and covered her face with her hands, she was so worried. Malik didn't like to see her like this and really hoped his partner came soon.
As if there thoughts were heard, Bakura was climbing into the room. Both Malik and Anzu ran to the window and for some reason Bakura needed help to get in. Anzu soon saw why. On his left shoulder, she could see some dagger pierced into him. She gasped and quickly held on to him. When Bakura was inside the house, Malik helped him to stand and Anzu told him to lay him in the bed. Mali did so, and Bakura groaned with pain. Anzu couldn't bear to see him like this and a few tears began to spill.
"Malik, go fetch me a bucket with water and many cloths. You know where it is," Malik nodded and quickly left. Anzu then turned her attention back to Bakura, and she slowly talked to him, "Bakura, if you can here me, I going to take the dagger out. So it might hurt a bit." She only heard a groan and took it as a sign. She reached out her hand and held on the dagger, and with on swift move she took it out. Bakura held in his scream, but he tossed and turned. The blood was still flowing and Anzu had o stop it. She didn't have any sort of cloth with her so she ripped part of her robe and put it on Bakura wound. The sheet quickly turned to red, and it made Anzu worry. "Oh Bakura, please hold on…" she could feel him trying to reach for her hand and she gave it to him. She could see a smile on his face reassuring her that everything will be alright. Soon after Malik came with the water and cloths.
"Thank you, Malik," she said simply and when she was about to clean the wound, the door knocked, making Anzu and Malik look at each other. Who could it possibly be at this time? Anzu got up and told Malik to clean the wound while she got the door. "Whatever happens, Malik, stay quiet," she said as she left. She slowly walked to the door, and hoped everything will be alright.
*Well guess what? That's it. The chapter is over! Muhahahaha! So who could be at the door, hmm? Yami? Seto? Jou? Who knows…oh wait, I do!!! And what about Bakura? Will he be okay? Well tune in next time to find out!!!
