||Bakura's Pissed||
(Bakura's POV)

Malik and I finally made it out of the thorned bushes he hates so much. Several of these bushes lay in tatters because Malik had given up and simply tried to destroy them... which hadn't worked too well.

Now we were only a few twenty or so feet away from the breaking clay hideout. Finally I could get this water to Tetra!

/Bakura, how are we going to get home?/

//Truly, I don't know.//

And you know what? Ryou finally stopped bugging me about liking Tetra.

I slid into the building quickly and my eyes adjusted to the darkness...

TETRA WAS GONE!

"Bakura-Chan! You said you wouldn't leave!" I screamed at the nothingness of the hideout.

"We'll find her, don't worry Bakura." said Malik calmly, placing a hand on my shoulder.

I glanced at him out of the corner of my eyes.

"Yes, and then our past self are going to feel my wrath!!" I shouted again, turning around and stopping only to put the water jar down, angrily walked out the door.

Do you know that feeling you get when you want to KILL something, but decide its more reasonable just to kick the doorframe? Well, I did, and it chipped away.

"Bakura, its because you like her, isn't it?"

Once more I spun around. Not this again. But I've cracked, I can't take it anymore. If Bakura-Chan or Mariku lay a hand on Tetra, they are soooo dead!! And I know they will, too.

"Yes, friend, its because I like Tetra! Happy now?!"

Malik smirked and leaned over.

"I knew it! You can't stay in denial that long."

My eyes flashed violently.

"Get serious! We have to find those three, or Tetra may be in serious trouble!"

Malik pulled something out of his back pocket: the Millennium Rod.

"Our Millennium Items will be useful in finding them."

"How so? The Millennium Items aren't created for another two years!"

"No, they're created, just not used for another two years."

I blinked. "Malik, how do you know this?"

Then something happened. Malik's eyes flashed golden and his hair stuck up in all directions, which made him Yami Malik! I never knew Malik had a yami... figures, I suppose though.

"I know because I know my past self, Yami Bakura." he grinned evilly.

I did the same, "So, can we go kill our past selves now?"

"Sure."

"I'll race you across the desert."

"No. I don't race."

I shrugged. "Fine, don't race, I'll get there first and kill them both and you won't have any fun."

I started to walk off.

"But that's not fair, Bakura!"

My eyes narrowed.

"All is far in love and war, and this is both!"

I took off across the desert at top speed. The wind was in my hair and it felt good. My only problem would be my hair showing. It would cause for too much distraction. We'd have to travel on the roof tops, but that wouldn't last very long as the sun was going down.

Yami Malik chased after me and tried to catch me, but he couldn't. I could out run any guard in this day Egypt, if I could out run my old partner in crime. I could only hope I'd locate Tetra before the sun went down.