Whoadie: Erm...let's see if I don't blow it. Hopefully, it wasn't a spurt of the moment type deal. Kudos to my reviewers, thanks for the help and information!

Yami: whatever...*pushes start button on fic*

Whoadie: noooooooo! MY JOB!

Yami: ^_^ too late!

Whoadie: Let's play Jumanji!

Yami: YOUR ON! *gets game out*

Rated: PG-13 (rating may go up)

Summary: She was invincible, the most skilled and feared assassin/thief of all time. Till she accidentally bumps into a certain white haired tomb robber, who was the best at what he does in HIS time. Will this rivalry destroy them? Or will something else begin to form between them?

[] will be the girl and the other being talking

// will be Yami to hikari, yaddi yadda

Chapter 2- Unexpected events

"Hello? Can anyone hear me?" Her voice rang out into the darkness. She sighed for the tenth time, she had been trying this method for calling help for an hour now. She sat down on the stone floor, her gloved hands brushed against the rough surface. 'Hmmm doesn't feel like cement...' She removed her glove, caressing the texture of the stone floor. 'Feels almost like dried mud.' She moved her hand around feeling the grooves of where the stones met. She scratched the stone with her fingernail, some of the contents broke off. 'Definitely dried mud, and maybe some other materials.'

She reached into her pouch, which she kept on her hip. She usually put some emergency tools inside just incase her mission got "side-tracked." She dug around inside till her hand rested on a cool metal surface. Her face brightened as she retrieved her hand from the pouch. She flicked the lighter open, the small flame seemed to brighten the room a little but not that much.

She moved the flame closer to the ground so that she may get a closer inspection on what she was sitting on. She crawled along the floor till her head bumped into what she thought was a wall. She ran her hand up the rough surface as she stood up.

She moved the flame closer to the wall, 'colors?' She squinted her eyes at it, 'Oh it's a picture of some sort.' She couldn't really make out the whole picture since the light would only go so far. After many attempts by jumping, climbing, and even throwing the lighter, she gave up trying to see the whole picture on the wall.

A cold shock raced through her body making her shiver and wrap her arms around herself. "What was that all about?"

An icy laugh echoed around her, it sounded female but she wasn't all too sure on the gender. She wasn't even sure if it were human. It just sounded demonic. There wasn't any other way to explain it. [So...your awake?]

She nodded, unsure if the thing could see her or not but for a strange reason she felt it could. "Well obviously..."

Again, the cold laughter pierced the air only it felt closer. [Yes yes, how stupid of me to state the obvious. It seems you have stumbled upon something more than just some bracelet]

The lights suddenly went on. She had to close her eyes quickly from the searing pain that shot through them. Once the lights dimmed down did she slowly reopen them. The room was lit by torches, she had been used to the pitch blackness of the room that even the flaming torches seemed blindingly bright.

She looked around at the pictures that covered the walls. They were...detailed. Death was the key element of these pictures. She cringed at the gory artwork that surrounded her. "It's a millennium item."

[Wrong...]

She stopped her staring and turned her full attention at where the voice came from. "What?"

It was shrouded in shadows from the torches, the light licked where the shadows began as if trying to help her see the 'person'.

She took a few steps forward without actually thinking about the danger she could be getting herself involved in. 'What is it?'

As if reading her thoughts, it sighed. It walked into the light, giving out a hissing noise. [Better? Didn't want you to think you were talking to your 'Conscience' or something]

She let out a breath of relief that she hadn't noticed she was holding. In front of her stood a little girl, odd how the voice didn't belong to an innocent looking child like this.

The girl laughed. [What, not what you were expecting? This is just what I'm trapped in, I really have no shape. I guess you can say I'm a blue mist in my real form]

"Um...sure..." She looked down at the girl with unbelieving eyes. 'Was this some sort of joke?'

[This is no joke, my dear.] The girl's mouth didn't move, in fact the girl's mouth never moved when she was talking. She moved her eyes up to the girls eyes, they were the oddest sight. Silver. Silver eyes that seemed to burn through the soul.

"First things first, where am I?" She motioned to the place around her. She felt like she was suffocating in some thick substance that was in the air.

[Your in my tomb. Where my reign of terror came to an end.] Anger was accented with every word she spoke. Her eyes were different from her tone of voice, they were full of amusement.

"Ah I see now.." She rolled her eyes at the lack of explanation. "Makes total sense to me."

[Heh, here allow me to elaborate on what I am and so on...maybe it'll clear the questions swirling in your head.] She sat down, ignoring the fact that her white dress was getting wrinkled as she sat on it. She made a hand motion for the girl to do the same. [Take a seat...] She tilted her head in a thinking notion.

She felt her mind being tapped, someone searching around in her memory. She sat automatically, giving her full attention to the girl.

[Give me your name girl]

"Toshi.." She gave her name unwillingly. It was forced from her throat when she said it.

She smirked at the girl's frustration. [Sorry, but it seemed necessary. I didn't think you would tell me your real name, being what you are] She paused, the silence seemed to drag out. [I'm afraid we will have to continue another time.] She sighed, [Till then keeps the bracelet safe and hidden.]

She opened her mouth to ask why and what she was talking about when she felt herself being pulled to reality. Slowly, she regained consciousness and became aware of her surroundings. Pain swept up her whole left arm when she moved. She groaned as she tried to sit up. She slowly opened her eyes, she had to blink a few times to rid the haze that covered them. The room started to become more focused and less blurry.

She looked down at her arm, her upper arm was bandaged and so was her wrist. 'Wait...' Her wrist was never injured from the time she was hit by the dart and the time she lost consciousness.

"Oh um..sorry about your wrist, my Yami got frustrated and tried to cut your hand off so he could get your item." The voice came from behind her, along with the strong scent of a caffeinated beverage she knew all too well. Coffee.

She turned around to come face to face with none other with the bastard she bumped into the other night. Only his eyes were a lot softer and he seemed a bit friendlier. She just stared at him.

"He didn't get far, he only created a long gash before I took over, forcefully. I stitched it up and bandaged it. I'm not much of a doctor but I managed to stop the bleeding." He had a proud smile on his face as he set the two mugs of coffee on his table.

"Uh, thanks I guess..." If she hadn't had the knowledge about the imprisoned spirits in the items and them taking vessels, she would have thought the kid was mad. She took a mug from the two that were set in front of her, she took a sip as the boy went on.

"Oh, your in my home right now incase you didn't know. Don't worry, you can stay as long as you like." He gave a shy smile and she could see a small tint of pink on his cheeks.

"Nah, I appreciate your offer but I have a place of my own." She took another sip of her coffee as she continued to stare at him.

"That's fine too. Um..if you don't mind me asking, why were you out in that storm?" He didn't bother to pick up his own mug of coffee, he had already drank enough while he waited in anticipation for her to wake up.

"That...well I guess you could say I had just arrived to this City and had bumped into the wrong sort of people on the way."

'Malik, obviously.' He nodded not wanting to interrogate her further. It was none of his business.

//Yes it is, she got us involved so it's only fair that SHE tells us EVERYTHING!//

/Ah so your awake/

//That was a nasty thing you pulled last night, your lucky that I was already too tired to do anything about it//

Ryou rolled his eyes, no matter what excuses his Yami made his threats would be fulfilled sooner or later. Which meant he still had a beating on the way.

/Right, so I was supposed to just sit there and watch you cut her hand off?/

//Hey! How else would I get the damn thing off? Ask her nicely when she woke up? *annoying laughter*//

/....still wasn't right/

//Whatever. Never knew you had it in you to take charge like that, maybe your not such a wimp after all//

He could feel his yami smirking, he felt some pride in what he said. Then again, it was just an empty compliment that wouldn't matter when his Yami's fist made contact with his jaw.

He looked at the girl with questioning eyes, he saw her lips move but no sound came out. "Pardon?"

"I said, is everything alright? You seem out of it."

He looked down blushing, he had zoned out again. "Just fine, so what's your name?"

Again, her name was forced out of her mouth, "Toshi." She glared at her bracelet but no reply came.

//Interesting name...//

/Why is that?/

//Was I talking to you?//

/Erm...no but I can't help it if I can hear you talk to yourself/

//... *closes connection between them* //

Ryou shrugged, 'Guess problem solved.' He looked at Toshi, almost laughing at her confused look. "My name's Ryou."

"Well it's been fun Ryou but I've gotta split." She stood up, wincing at the pain shooting through her arm. She continued to walk but ended up turning back around.

"Yes?" He watched her walk away and was worried she would pass out again. When she turned around he looked at it as an opportunity to offer an helping hand.

"Um....I don't know...where um...yerderis.." Her last words were muffled and said quickly.

"My what?"

She spoke up this time and pronounced each word clearly, "I don't know where your door is!"

This time he did laugh, but only stopped when he caught the sight of her angered look. "You were going the right direction, just keep going and turn to your right when you reach a dead end."

"Ah I see, thanks again!" She gave him a peace sign along with a grin before she went on her way again.

'What a strange girl...' He sighed, hearing the opening and closing of his front door. He massaged his forehead as he leaned back in his seat, "So her name is Toshi, she reminds me of someone but I can't place my finger on it."

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Bakura sat in his soul room, his back against the wall with his left leg bent. His left arm draped over his propped up knee, his other leg remained out stretched. His right hand was busy mimicking Ryou's actions, massaging his forehead.

"That girl's trouble..." His mind raced back to when he had arrived at Ryou's house.

*Flashback* ((Whoadie: ^_^ I love doing that!))

He was struggling to keep the girl up with his arm hooked around her waist and a leg wrapped around her legs to keep her from falling altogether. He was fumbling in his pocket with his other hand, trying to find the house keys.

"Damn Ryou and his stupid advanced metal objects." He grabbed the key chain, tugging it free from his pocket. His face faltered at the many sets of keys on the hoop. 'How many do you need for just ONE FREAKING LOCK!!!' His anger was rising as he tried every key.

/Um...it's the golden one../

//Half of them are GOLD!!!//

/Well if you would let me finish! I was GOING to say that it was the golden one with the rabbit sticker on it/

//Ah ha! Success!//

Bakura smiled triumphantly as he slipped the key in the lock and gave it a turn. Hearing the satisfying click of the lock unlocking made his smile widen. He turned the handle so that the door opened a crack. He bent down, lifting the girl back into his arms and kicked the door open the rest of the way.

/*winced as the door slammed against the wall* Careful! You might break the glass!/

//Oh for the love of Ra, SHUT UP!! We'll talk about the 'Rabbit sticker' later. That severely disturbs me//

/Not a fan of the fuzzy floppy-eared species?/

//Well the beady eyes does sort of...stare...but like I said, we'll get to that later!//

He set the girl down on the chair as he ran off to change.

/You forgot to close the door!/

//Alright alright! I'll do it after I change, could you spare a few rain drops in the house? It's better than a sick body!//

/Fine.../

He changed quickly into a white shirt and one of Ryou's cotton sweaters. 'Yuck!' He put on a pair of sweats, seeing he wasn't going out again and wanted to comfortable.

//You need a new wardrobe...//

/I think my clothes are just fine, why? Is something wrong with them?/

// *sweat drop* No no, I just love the 'Mommy's boy' look!//

/As opposed to the 'Bad boy' attire you like?/

//It's better to look intimidating than to look vulnerable//

/No, looking intimidating would just cause unwanted labeling/

//Oh never mind! Why am I discussing clothing with you? Ugh! That's women stuff!//

He walked down the hall officially disturbed that he and his aibou had had an actual chat that could pass as a conversation. "Ooh maybe we'll become the bestest friends!" Total sarcasm was dripping from that sentence as he closed the front door. He walked briskly to the kitchen to fetch a glass of water.

He looked over the counter, seeing the girl was still asleep. The glimmer of her bracelet caught his eye.

"Well I guess I'll take my payment now for saving your life."

/Must everything come with a price?/

//*sounds utterly shocked* Are you saying you believe in...morals? And doing GOOD things for others because...it's the RIGHT thing to do? And that there should be no need of payment since one would get all the joy they want from just doing the right thing?//

/*nodding* well um..yes/

//*breaks out laughing*//

/*closes link between them*/

Bakura wiped away a tear that seemed to form at the corner of his eye as he stopped laughing. He pondered trying to figure out a way to get the blasted thing off without burning himself again. Then it hit him. "I'll just cut it off! Easy and fun!" He almost sounded like a child when he said it. He reached over to a block of wood that held many steak knives. ((Whoadie: you know with the many slots so that knifes fit in and stuff? Yea that one ^_^))

He pulled the largest one in the block, frowning at its teeth. "Hmm I guess they don't make it as sharp as they used to, guess I'll have to SAW her wrist off."

He casually made his way over to her as if this was nothing. He knelt down, grabbing her arm firmly as he placed the blade at her wrist.

He made a small cut, earning silence from the girl. 'She must really be out. Oh well no screaming.' He used the small cut as a marker. He cut again making the cut deeper and longer.

Ryou knew his Yami was up to no good. He allowed the link to resume just in time to catch Bakura say, "I'll just cut it off! Easy and fun!" He sweat dropped at his Yami's idea of fun. 'I must do SOMETHING.'

He closed his eyes as he tapped into the Ring's power, he waited but heard nothing from Bakura so he continued.

Bakura was about to cut again when he felt something pull him. He looked down at the Ring, it was glowing. //RYOU!!!!!!!!!!!// That's all he got out before he was forced back into the Ring.

Ryou opened his eyes, gasping at what he did. 'Hey wow! I really did it! I defied my Yami!' His silent cheering turned into pure horror when he noticed blood everywhere and the wide gash on the girls wrist. He bit his lip as he stood up. He ran quickly to the sink, tossing the bloody knife into the sink.

He grabbed a large bowl and shoved it under the faucet. The water poured into the bowl, giving him time to gather some medical tools from his bathroom. He ran back to sink, turning off the water.

He walked back over to the girl's side, making sure not to spill the large contents of water he held. He set the bowl down on the coffee table, dipping a rag into the warm liquid. He turned to the girl, cleaning her wound that poured blood profusely.

*End of Flashback*

"That bracelet is unnatural, it felt so...wrong." He couldn't believe these words were falling from his lips. Who was he to judge what was wrong? It's not like he knew the word 'Right.'

When he was cutting her wrist, he could feel the oddness of the item. It felt more like unmagic than magic. Like the exact opposite of what the items gave off.

Then there was the unsolved puzzle of why Malik would want her knocked out instead of having his rare hunters kill her. What'd he want from her? He could only think of the bracelet she possessed. But he knew better, it was something more. "Well I know it has to involve power."

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Toshi stumbled down the street, holding onto her arm. The pain was unbearable but she refused to show it. She looked up at the gray sky, the rain had stopped but telling from the clouds it would start again soon. She quickened her pace.

People looked at her oddly and only continued on their way when she shot them a dark look. Except one.

"Excuse me, miss. Are you alright? I noticed you were clutching your arm rather tightly and I was wondering..."

She finished his sentence without giving him a chance to, "That I might be hurt and you would like to help me. What is with everyone and helping me?! I'm not weak!! Geez, is it because I'm a woman?! Does that automatically make me look so vulnerable that men would rush to help out the 'Damsel in distress'?!?!"

The boy winced as she yelled at him for insisting on helping her.

//I told you she didn't want any help! Just seeing how she looked at people gave off a 'Leave me alone' vibe//

/I know Yami but I just couldn't turn away, giving people dirty looks just draws me to help her even more/

//*sighs* People aren't worthy of your kindness aibou//

He smiled at his Yami's compliment. He didn't notice how the girl kept raging at him and was causing a few stares.

He blinked at her once she stopped. "Are you done?"

She panted trying to recover the breath she lost from yelling at him. "Yes, by the way, what's up with your hair?"

He almost fell over at the common comment about his hair, "ITS NATURAL ALRIGHT!!!"

It was her turn to stare at him as he went off on her for insulting his hair. 'I didn't really insult it though, just wanted to know why it was like that..' She sweat dropped as the kid fumed.

Meanwhile...

Yami was sitting in his soul room listening to his aibou scream at the girl. He had to grin at the sight of his aibou shaking his fist wildly at her. "So he's finally snapped. About time..."

He tilted his head to the side getting a mental picture of the girl. He narrowed his eyes at the ornament on her wrist. 'No...I must warn Yugi!'

//YUGI!!!! GET AWAY FROM HER!!!//

"AND ANOTHER THING-" He paused hearing Yami repeat himself, but a little more urgent this time.

//GET AWAY FROM HER NOW!!! SHE'S DANGEROUS!!//

/eh? Wha? How so? She doesn't look like she would do any harm, she's also injured./

//Just trust me on this, leave now.//

/Alright/

He looked up at the girl who was just gaping at him. Who knew a kid had so much anger in him?

She ruffled his hair, grinning. "Chill kid, I didn't mean any harm. Here I'll even make it up to ya, I'll leave you alone." She walked away from him, still clutching her arm.

He just stared at her form till it disappeared in the distance. 'Well that was easy'

Yami sighed in his soul room feeling her leave. 'Too close..'

/What was that all about?/

//Stay away from her, she's not what she seems. That accessory on her wrist, did you notice it?//

/Yea, I think so. It had the eye of horus on it, maybe it's a new item! What about it?/

//It's fake...it's a cover up//

/What?! How do you know this?/

//I just do ok, you need to keep away from her. *he ended the link to think to himself*//

He shook his head as he sighed. He stuck his hands in his pockets as he continued on his way to Ryou's house. 'I'll ask him later, right now I need to get to Ryou's so that he can explain what I saw on the Newspaper!'

Yami walked around in his labyrinth as he thought. 'So it does exist, and here I thought it was just rumors the peasants talked about.' ((Whoadie: I'm allowing SOME memories so it would make it a little less confusing)) He stopped, standing in his famous intimidating duelist posture. "It's definitely real and that means all the millennium item holders are in danger." He bit his bottom lip, he had no idea where Shadi was so he went with the next best thing. "I'll ask Isis, maybe she can help."

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Whoadie: *grins*

Everyone: Go ahead and say it! WE KNOW YOUR DYING TOO!!

Whoadie: *puts piece in the middle* JUMANJI!!!

Yami: O_O NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! *throws his piece at her* I WIN! YOU HEAR ME? I WIN!!!

Y/B: *playing with the cards* It's in secret code! *puts it in the middle, the red stuff clears to show the words* O_O ITS A SIGN!! LOOK IT TELLS US THAT THE FLOOR WILL QUAKE BENEATH OUR FEET!! *gets down on knees* OH SPARE US OH MIGHTY RA!! SPARE YOUR SERVANTS!

Yami: *still arguing* I DON'T CARE WHAT THE RULES SAY! I ALWAYS WIN, UNDERSTAND?!

Whoadie: but..

Yami: NO! I WIN!

Y/B: *takes game board and puts it on a shrine* This is a holy object, sent from Ra so that he may speak to us!

Malik: Okay, next time you ask to play a game, don't invite Yami or Y/B...-_-;;;;

Whoadie: ^_^ by the way, hope you enjoyed the chapter! *chanting in the background by Y/B*