The notorious Tomb Robber Bakura has a reputation for being heartless, so why is it that he can't get s certain white haired boy out of his head? See what plots ensue in ancient Egypt when two who are destined to be together don't quite realize what love is. Bakura/Ryou, Yaoi, OOC-ness, slight AU, angst, romance, and most other things found in fics.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of the characters in this story. It would be awesome to own Bakura and Ryou though Evil Smirk but I don't eventually I will make plushies of them though! Anyway enjoy the story.
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Iris
The wind blew harshly sending speeding grains of sand into his face, which he quickly covered with his red coat. He was on his way back to his "home" after another one of his raids. His white hair blew in his face as the wind swept past him again. The notorious Tomb Robber was getting annoyed at the weather. He could see the small cave where he momentarily resided just ahead. He quickly rushed to the hidden cavern before the wind could frustrate him anymore. Lugging his bounty to the back of the crevice he began to sift through it sorting out what he would sell and what he would keep.
"Sell. Keep. Sell. Keep. Yuck! Definitely sell! Hmm. What's this?" The Tomb Robber known as Bakura pulled out a gold ring like object. In the middle of the ring was a pyramid that had an eye in the middle of it. The ring had five dangling points at the bottom of it. The ring itself was on a leather rope seeming to make it a necklace or a medallion. Bakura pocketed the item not sure if he wanted it for himself or if he wished to sell it. Tomorrow he would travel to the nearest city in order to sell the things that he didn't want he would decide then what to do with the peculiar object.
Bakura walked through the small clay city trying to seem like a normal person. Many people knew of him but no one knew what he looked like. Most people thought him to look like a normal Egyptian; tan skin, black/dark hair, and brown eyes. Well two parts of that where true he did have quite tan skin and brown eyes though his were a slightly lighter shade than most people, but he had white hair. How this came about was a mystery even to him. He didn't know his parents for very long they were massacred when he was only four so he has no idea which parent he got it from, but then again he really didn't care.
As he walked through the streets he unconsciously brushed the three scares that adorned the right side of his face. He had gotten the scars the on the day his parents were killed. Getting them was the only thing he really remembered about that day; besides for the screams that is, he could never forget the screams as the village he lived in was burned to the ground. Bakura began to dwell on the past and forgot to look where he was going; he soon found that this was not a smart thing to do as he collided with someone sending the other person to the ground.
"Gomen, gomen nasai" a weak voice reached his ears. Bakura looked down and was amazed to see a boy a few years younger than him with pale skin and white hair. The tomb robber was too stunned to move. Yells from the surrounding street broke him out of his daze and he noticed the other boy was trying to get up. "No not when I was so close!" The boy let out a whimper. It then dawned upon Bakura that the voices that were rapidly getting closer were after the boy before him, without thinking he picked the startled boy up off the ground and ran off towards his safe haven.
Yume: that's all for now because I really don't feel like writing more!
Steve{that's just another way of saying you're lazy}
Yume: did I ask for your opinion?
Steve{No}
Yume: so then why did you give it to me??
Steve{cause I felt like it}
Yume: you Baka!
Steve{how dare you call me a baka!}
(Yume and Steve continue arguing)
Tears: Well please R&R while I try to keep my koi from killing Steve, well actually killing Steve wouldn't be such a bad thing but she'll be upset about it later. So like I said before R&R! Thanx!
