Hello again! Thanks for the reviews everyone! Now, here is the next chappie! (And yes, it stays in Bakura's point of view.)

Disclaimer: Do I own Yu-Gi-Oh? Nope!

Bakura's P.O.V.

I continued running through the hot desert. Looking up, I could clearly see my destination coming closer and closer. This was the village that I lived in. I stopped and leaned up against a nearby tree to regain my breath, considering I had been running since the whole guard incident. So, needless to say I was pretty tired. I lowered my head to the ground to shield it from the sun for just a moment. Not that I wasn't used to the heat. Lifting my arm up, I used my sleeve to wipe away the cold sweat that was plastered on my face. Finally, with my breath regained, I pushed myself off the tree and continued on again.

From what seemed like hours, I finally reached the entrance to the village. It was a good size, only not many people knew about it. At least the Aristocrats didn't. Not like before...with Kruelna. That had been my previous home, but those damn priests had to go and destroy it. I quickly pushed away the thoughts of it, knowing I would only get angry. As I walked through the door's and into the actual village, I could see many people outside. They were mostly all thieves such as myself. If they were not a thief, they were most likely assassins. Some were counting out their day's profit of stolen goods. Others were plotting on raids, etc.

"I wasn't sure if you'd come back, Bakura." I looked up only to see someone walking towards me. The voice belonged to a man with platinum blond hair and sharp violet eyes. It was none other then Marik, my main partner in crime. "What did ya figure?" I asked him with a small grin on my face. He shrugged it off and turned his attention to the rucksack I had over my shoulder. "See you did good." He said I just smirked and continued walking forward. "Don't I always?" He just rolled his eyes and followed closely behind. "Yeah..yeah...."

As we continued walking, Marik suddenly began to laugh.

"What's so funny?" I asked him.

"Just thinking about what happened. Remember? The Pharaoh's death?

I just looked at him blankly. "What are you talking about?"

"You mean you didn't hear?" He looked stunned, but quickly recovered. "Here." He reached into his own small sack and pulled out a thick piece of papyrus. "Read."

I took it from him and read the bold print. (A/n. I know they didn't have that kind of ink.)

PHAROH'S DEATH, PRINCE TAKES RULE.

The article went on to tell about how King Akunumkanon died, and how his son, Yami would take reign.

"You know what this means?" Marik asked excitedly.

I smirked. "Yep... time for another tomb raid."

Alrighty! Hope you liked it. Still, I know not the best, but O'well. This is my first fanfic, so please be kind. Anyway, don't forget to review! Remember, no flames! Thankies!