Disclaimer: Why! Why can't it be mine? I would treat it awfully nice, just a few changes here and there and nothing else; they'd still have their personalities with a few changes.

Chapter: 33

Author woke Rebecca up and wiped away her tear-stained face. "He left without saying good-bye, grandpa."

"I know dearest, come we have to get back home." She nodded as he handed her her brush. Rebecca combed out her golden locks and more tears slipped down her cheeks as her grandfather left the room. Rebecca walked into the closet and saw a piece of parchment on one of the cushioned seats.

"Dear little Rebecca," she read aloud, "I'm sorry I left in such a rush. I had this dress bought for you as my way of sorry, please promise that I'm still your future husband." Rebecca giggled through sobs and hugged the parchment before setting it down and lifting the pink dress. It was beautiful. Her eyes shinned at his words. Tears of happiness now ran down her cheeks. She changed into the dress and cried out. "Grandfather! Grandfather, look!" Arthur opened the door to see his granddaughter smiling happily at him; she looked at the dress and widened the skirt.

"Why Rebecca, you look breathtaking." She giggled as he pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

"Grandfather, Yami got it for me."

"Did he?" she nodded and handed him the note he left.

"See?" Arthur read the note. When he met with King Yami again he would have to talk to him. Rebecca may be a smart girl but when it came to Yami she was completely gullible. He frowned at the way the note ended. 'Still your future husband.' He looked down at Rebecca who pulled her hair into a ponytail. "Let's get Yami a gift on our way home." Author nodded and took Rebecca by the hand and they left the room, closing the door behind them.

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Ryou opened the door to his home and Bakura greeted him by flinging a dagger at his younger twin. It quickly embedded in the wall and Ryou looked at it pathetically. "Must you do that every time I walk in?" Ryou demanded. Bakura chuckled and got to his feet, walling over to the beam and pulling the dagger out of the wood. "And after I bring you only the best." Ryou made a show of the wine bottle and Bakura made a grab for it. Ryou pulled it back and climbed up the stairs. "Come brother! Give me the wine."

"I met a girl today." Ryou called down from the railing.

"A girl? Was she beautiful?"

"Very. She was tough too; she stole something from some men! Escaped all on her own."

"Her name?" Bakura pointed at his brother, revealing the golden bracelet he wore.

"Kisara!" Ryou climbed onto the railing and looked down at his twin. "I want to find her and take whatever it is she has stolen and then... I want to take her!"

Bakura barked a rough laugh and held out his hands for the bottle. "What if she escapes you?"

"Believe me, Bakura! She won't!" He dropped the wine bottle and Bakura caught it in his hands. He pried out the cork and took a deep swig. Ryou shook his head and jumped down onto the second floor and then door onto the very bottom floor, where his twin was still drinking away.

"Where will you find her?" Bakura asked stumbling forward to his twin and dealing him a mighty blow to the jaw. Falling to the ground, Ryou rubbed his chin. Bakura fell into a chair as one of his men went outside.

"I don't know, but I'll find her."

"Maybe she skipped town." Bakura said, wiping his mouth of wine that escaped his throat.

"Then I'll search everywhere, but here first."

"Do what you want. I have a raid tomorrow. Took you long enough." He meant bringing back the wine as he waved the bottle in front of Ryou's face.

Ryou pushed the bottle away and stood. "I'm going to bed." Ryou said, heading back up the stairs.

"Whatever, little brother."