I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS FROM YU-GI-OH! THE CREDIT GOES TO MR. Takahashi (I cannot spell his name!)
Ayah stretched and yawned, "What is this place?" she asked aloud. "AGHHHH!!!" she screamed as she caught sight of an unwanted guest lying on the sandy floor next to her. She emerged from the broken building, "Shadow Spirit! Where are you?" She hated being left alone in a place like this.
Even though it was daylight, wisps of a black fog drifted through the abandoned town. Ayah felt lost and alone and didn't know where to go. Maybe exploring this place would be fun, just as long as I don't run into anything ghastly. She wandered through the empty streets until she saw an interesting structure.
She descended the steps, which seemed to lead into the center of the earth. Ayah entered a large dark room; spirits fluttered from the back of the room where a large circular tablet held the seven mysterious sennen items. These spirits are kinda pretty in a strange sort of way, but I do like strange. The fear she had vanished as she felt oddly comforted by the spirits. Faint whispering reached her ears and fear gripped her again. Someone is here! Other than these spirits. She panicked, but curiosity got the best of her. Ayah crept closer to the tablet, her feet making little sound on the stone floor. A man with ghostly white hair, very well built, and wearing a long scarlet red robe sat hunched over the tablet facing her direction. He was wearing the sennen ring and she could hear him cursing because he did not have the puzzle in his possession.
Bakura! Ayah was afraid he would see her. She tried to push unpleasant thoughts of torture out of her mind. Well, I guess whatever he does to me, I deserve it for injuring him. She stopped moving forward and accidentally a small frightened gasp escaped her lips.
The king of thieves looked up to see a gorgeous woman wearing a sleeveless beige dress standing before him. "Well, well, it's not everyday that I see a sexy female watching me from nearby." He smirked and stood. Ayah frowned; she refused to be charmed by this thief. "Maybe my dream can come true after all." Bakura advanced toward Ayah. Ayah turned and ran from the shadowy room back into the foggy daylight.
"You can run but you can't hide, beautiful!" Bakura pictured her running naked like in his dream. Ayah popped out from a building behind him and jumped onto his back in an attempt to choke him. She wrapped her legs around his and secured her arms around his neck. "Then I will fight!" she shouted. She was surprised at how thick his neck was. He didn't flinch when she yanked as hard as she could. Bakura untangled an arm from his neck. He planted kisses on her hand up her arm. She detached herself from Bakura's back. "I know you like me. I see it in your eyes. Just give me a chance, beautiful." Bakura flashed a mischievous smirk. "I like the pet name, but my name is Ayah." She couldn't fight the feeling that was beginning to take shape within her. The thief king did charm me. She thought.
Meanwhile, the Pharaoh and his priests were out searching for Ayah. "I'll never forgive myself if she has been harmed." Atem said worried. "Do not worry, my pharaoh. We will find her. She is with Bakura and he is keeping her safe." Isis replied trying to ease the Pharaoh's suffering. Atem growled angrily, "He wants to take her away from me." "Pharaoh! Wait!" Isis called, but Atem and Windlord had galloped off in a fierce rage into the distance.
"You want to ride?" Bakura asked Ayah. "The Pharaoh asked me that same question." Ayah replied. "Did you ride on the same horse?" Bakura questioned "No, we rode separately, but riding together sounds nice." Ayah had a dreamy smile on her face. Yes, now the woman's coming around. Bakura thought. I hope that dreamy look is about me. Bakura whistled and a black stallion came running. "Shadow Spirit! Where were you?" Ayah was happy to see the fiery horse again. "You rode him?" Bakura looked impressed. He stroked the horse's long snout. "He knows to only obey his master, but it seems like he has chosen also a mistress." Bakura climbed onto his horse and help Ayah on as well.
Ayah wrapped her arms around Bakura's waist. She buried her face in his soft fluffy white hair and breathed in his scent. He enjoyed having her this close; it gave him a tingly feeling all over. "Do I smell good to you?" "Uh...mmmm" Ayah blushed. "I'll take that as a yes." Ayah could see the cheeky grin on is fine features.
Ayah was having a great time; riding at the speed of light while clutching onto a thief, whom she had to admit, was starting to admire, across the sun-baked desert. Bakura loved having the woman he desired sitting so close to him with her arms wrapped around him. Maybe she'd like to come tomb robbing with me tonight. he thought. "Tonight, if you come with me to rob the old Pharaoh's tomb, I promise you'll have a good time. Just call it a date." He flashed her a heart-melting smirk. "It sounds exciting, Bakura, but I don't want to hurt the Pharaoh." "Are you still gonna chase Atem around or is it me you really want to chase?" Ayah felt torn apart, wanting to please both men.
Bakura's expression suddenly changed to a resentful scowl. Pharaoh Atem stopped his horse right in front of them, causing Shadow Spirit to rear and Ayah fell off the back. "Ow!!" She stood and rubbed her rump. "Ayah! Are you all right?! I'm sorry about the sudden stop." Atem asked concerned. He climbed off of Windlord and scooped her up into his tan arms. "My Pharaoh, I..." she started to speak. "Shhh...it's ok. There is no need for words now. He turned to the thief, "Next time, grave robber. You may steal my gold and soul, but you don't lay a finger on my loved ones."
Bakura watched in ultimate fury as Ayah was whisked away with the Pharaoh. "He'll see that she loves ME. I saw it in her eyes when they galloped away." More than ever the robber wanted to torture the Pharaoh by disturbing his father's tomb.
Back at the palace, Ayah was in the Pharaoh's luxurious bath chamber. Ayah disrobed and started to climb into the water when Atem came around the corner. "AHHH!" she grabbed a towel to cover herself quickly. "Sorry! I couldn't help myself. I was hoping you wouldn't notice me." Atem turned completely red with embarrassment. Ayah scowled at him, a bit upset for rescuing her when she didn't need it. Her frown turned into laughter at the way Atem looked and his action of shying away from her. Ayah grinned feeling her naughty side come on again. She began inching toward him, "The big, bold Pharaoh afraid of a pretty female." A searing pain shot through her heart and she crumpled to the floor. Atem rushed to her, "What is it, Ayah?!" He held her close to him and ran his fingers through her long hair. "I'm sorry, my Pharaoh! I have betrayed you! My heart won't let me stop thinking about the Thief King!" She felt ashamed of herself, wanting to have the two men she admired. "I understand, Ayah. It's ok." Atem tried to comfort her; he kissed the top of her head. He felt disappointment souring through him.
"My Pharaoh, no matter how fond I am of Bakura, I won't let him take your father." "What do mean?!" Atem asked worried. "I will bring your father here to you so he will be safe and I will hide in the coffin pretending to be him." The determined look in her eyes made the Pharaoh somewhat agree. "The priests and I will retrieve my father from his resting place. I will send some maids to disguise you." Even though he didn't want to disturb his father's eternal sleep, he didn't want his body to be taken by the greedy thief.
Ayah dressed herself in a very revealing gown; she wanted to please her lover when he unwrapped her. The maids coated her with strips of cloth leaving only her eyes. Two guards carried her to the tomb and placed her in the stone coffin. Ayah felt nervous laying in the dark with a ten-ton lid over her head. Maybe this is a bad idea. What if Bakura doesn't come in time, then he will find a dead body. I just need to relax and be calm. She closed her eyes and dreamed of her thief opening the lid and taking her out. She imagined the surprised look on his face when he realizes the body is warm and a heart is beating.
Suddenly, Ayah felt as if her life was being squeezed from her. AHHH! What is happening to me?! Atem! Bakura! Help! An uncontrollable darkness enveloped her.
Author's Note: Please review! Any suggestions for what to happen next?