Lost child:

Don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, don't own a car...a house...a life...(Sigh)

I know it's been forever since I've updated Lost child, but I am now! Anyways, I've had writers block, tons of homework, coupled with a sudden urge to draw...THANKS JOSEPHINE JEKYL! Just what I needed...(holds aching wrist)

I drew like four pictures today during school, when I should have been paying attention! Oh well, I'm a teachers pet! (Smiles).

Spanish isn't that hard and neither is science!

Anyways, On with the story!


"I want her found!" Atemu roared as he slammed his fist into the wooden table before him. His face was flushed with anger and his eyes blazed. Zahur, equally angry, stood by his side, gripping the table till his knuckles turned white.

"He stool my daughter!" It wasn't that he much cared if the thief made off with her, it was just that she was what brought most of his customers. Her beauty attracted men from all over. Without her by his side, he would attract no customers and then he would be broke.

"Your highness...please, find my daughter." Zahur pleaded with false pretense. Atemu nodded his head with fierce determination. "I'll speak with my father then ready a search party. I'll get her back." He tightened his fist and slammed it once again into the wooden table, gritting his teeth against the blinding pain. At least it was something to take his mind of the situation.

He finally rose after slamming his fist into the table a few more times. The side of his hand was a dark red, but he didn't notice. He stalked towards the front door and threw it open. He paused for a moment then turned to look at Zahur.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure your daughter is back safe and sound...for your troubles." He threw a sack of gold towards the man then spun on his heel. Zahur darted towards the gold within seconds of the Prince's wake. He smiled to himself as he felt the weight of the cold coins.

"Ah, Nariko, you may be of use to me after all..." He said while twisting a coin in his hand.


"Must we go down that steep hill?" Nari asked as she looked over Bakura's shoulder. He ignored her once again, growing used to her begging and whining. "Yes, Nari...if you want to reach the village, you have to go down this hill..." Nari squeezed her eyes shut, hoping that if she didn't see the hill, that she wouldn't scare.

"Please do hurry..." She begged while squeezing his shoulders. Bakura rolled his eyes and shook her hands off his shoulders.

"NO! Don't do that! I'll fall!" She screamed while digging her nails into his shoulders. Bakura gave a growl as he felt her nails pierce his skin. "Must you hold so tightly?" He asked while glancing over his shoulder at her. "Yes! Now please...hurry up before I puke." She moaned. He made a look of disgust. "Woman! If you puke on me, I'll toss you off this horse and let you roll your ass down the hill!" Nari shrieked in panic and half jumped onto Bakura's back.

"Get off me woman!" He roared as her hands wrapped around his eyes. "No! Don't let me fall!" She screamed while climbing up his back. The horse panicked and kicked his legs into the air, starting off into a trot. Nari gave a scream as Bakura frantically tried to pry her off.

"Shit!" Bakura screamed as he felt his body jolt forward. "Nariko! Get your bloody hands off me! I can't see!" He gave up on her hands and reached down into his lap for the reins. When he found them he pulled tightly on them. Nari shrieked as she felt herself fall into Bakura's back, sending him forward over the horse's neck. Nari, clinging to Bakura, ended up following him. The horse stood half way down the hill, causing the two to roll in the sand. Nari wrapped her arms around Bakura's neck and squeezed her eyes shut, hoping it would end soon. Instinctively, Bakura turned so Nari was facing his chest, clutching her there for protection. Finally they came to a stop, causing dust to blow into the air. Nair shook in Bakura's embrace. Bakura didn't know whither she was crying or just scared. "Nari?" He asked trying to pull her face away from his chest. When she didn't budge he pulled harder.

"Nari stop your bloody crying!" Finally he pulled Nari's face away, but she wasn't crying. A large smile was on her face and a giggle escaped her lips.

"Let's do that again!" She cried with delight.


"Don't worry Nari...you won't fall honey!" Mother Mari said while clapping. Nari sat on top of a spotted horse that they had just bought in town. Zahur stood beside Mariasha's side, looking grim as he watched his money trot around him carrying a seven year old on it's back.

"Look Mother Mariasha!" Nari squealed as she bounced up and down on the horses back. Mariasha smiled and clapped for her adopted daughter. "You're doing great!" She chimed. Nari, feeling braver, released her hold on the reins and pushed her hands out into the air.

"Nariko!" Mariasha screamed as the child closed her eyes. "I'm flying Mother Mari! I'm flying!" Nari wanted to stay like that forever, feeling like she could fly. She smiled as she felt the warm sun on her face. But her smile vanished when she felt the horse tense beneath her legs and give a whine. "Whoa...steady boy." She said while trying to calm him. "What has you spooked?" She asked while leaning forward and petting him. Suddenly, rushing into the clearing came two dogs, barking like mad rabid animals.

"NARIKO!" Mariasha screamed as the child bucked forward in surprise. The horse began to gallop, tossing Nari backwards. Nari's dress caught on the saddle, causing her to hang upside down. She gave a scream as the material ripped, sending her to the hard ground on her head.

"Nari!" Mariasha screamed while rushing forward. "My baby!" She screamed as she kneeled in front of the child. Nari groaned in pain as she moved her head to look at her adopted mother. Tears sprang to her eyes, spilling over the rims. "Oh, baby..." She lightly brushed her hand down the side of her face. "Those dogs..." Nari choked. Mariasha stopped the child from speaking. "They went after the horse...where's the pain?" Nari tried to blink back her tears, but her lower lip trembled.

"Mother Mari...it hurts..." She sobbed. Then a wail escaped her throat, causing everyone all around to pause and stare. "Nariko...hush my baby..." Mariasha cooed as she placed a hand to the child's cheek. "I want to go inside Mother Mari..." Nari whispered as she rubbed at her eyes. Mariasha nodded then looked up at Zahur.

"Well? Help me with the child...I can't move her myself!" She screeched. Zahur muttered under his breath then moved forward to help carry the child into the house.

"Check her bones and make sure their not broken..." Zahur suggested. Mariasha bent over the child and lightly began to press the child's joints.

"I don't fell any breaks..." she said through sniffs as tears stained her face.

"The child should never have been riding to begin with! We wasted our money on a horse that we'll probably never see again!" He glared down at Nari then turned to face his wife's heated stare.

"It's not her fault those rabid dogs appeared!"

Zahur muttered under his breath then kneeled beside the child. Mariasha cradled Nari's head as Zahur lifted the child into his arms. "I'm sorry Mother Mari...I'm sorry, Father Zahur is right. I shouldn't have been riding the horse." Nari sniffed back her tears and rubbed at her swollen eyes. "It's alright dear..."


Nari sat up and gave a gasp. "Don't make me ride the horse!" She screamed in alarm. Bakura jumped from his slumber and held his dagger in midair, ready to strike any attackers. He blinked in surprise then turned to face Nari.

"What the hell! What are you screaming for?" Nari ignored his question and began to shake back and forth.

"Why did I dream about that?" She asked aloud as she rubbed her arms. Bakura gave an aggravated sigh then placed his dagger back into its seethe.

"What were you dreaming about?" he asked with mock curiosity. Nari once again ignored his question and just stared at the slowly dying embers of their fire.

"Well? Are you going to answer me?" he asked while standing. Nari looked up at him with watery violet eyes. "The reason why I hate horses...or more like, why I'm afraid of them..."

Bakura rolled his eyes. "Well, I'm aware of that now...you only demonstrated that today by climbing onto my back and almost killing us both." Nari glared at him now, her eyes burning with a dark fire.

"It's not interlay my fault." She gritted then gave a sigh. "Forget about it!" and she crawled back under the warm covers. Bakura glared at her still figure under the covers then turned to his own sleeping area.

"You'll tell me sooner or later...this fear is just like another bee...I'll swat it for ya."


Nari woke to the sound of hoof beats on the sand. Her head shot up in alarm only to be pushed down again.

"Don't make a sound..." Bakura breathed as he pressed his hand to her mouth. "Can I trust you not to scream?" he asked while looking into her violet eyes. Her eyes darted around, trying to see what all the fuss was about.

"Look at me...will you keep quiet?" he asked while giving her a shake. Nari slowly nodded her head then gasped for air once he let go of her mouth.

"What's going on?" she asked with curiosity. She could hear men shouting as their horses trotted by.

"The prince has sent men after me...why look, there's your friend now...or is he your lover?" Nari's eyes widened. "He's not my lover!" She breathed. Bakura gave her a glare then placed his hand over her mouth again. "You broke your promise..."he gritted. Nari glared up at him as she felt his flesh on her lips. She wanted to know what he tasted like, but didn't dare lick him. Her eyes darted over his shoulder as she noticed the tricolor prince. Her mouth opened to give a greeting but Bakura's hand pushed harder in to her face.

"There is only one way they will take you away from Me." he whispered into her ear. That's when Nari noticed the dagger in his free hand. Her eyes widened in fear.

"Come on men...they didn't pass through here...we better go back to the village?" She heard Atemu command. 'Glance over here.' her mind pleaded. But he didn't, he turned his horse around then galloped away, his men behind him.

"Well now...we best get going." Bakura said while turning to look at her. Nari gave him a heated look before darting out her tongue. It slipped up the palm of his hand, to the top of his fingers. He blinked in surprise as he pulled his hand away.

"Did you just lick me?" he asked while looking at the moist hand in disbelief.

"I was right...you taste good." She giggled.


Well, I tried to make it longer, but you see, I love cliff hangers and I don't like to make my chapters too long because then it's harder to leave you hanging...so...sadly this chapter is just like the others...but to torture you further...I've decided to give a little peek of what's coming!

"You have a sister Atemu." The old man stated to his son. Atemu blinked in surprise at the aged man whom he used to resemble. "I do? Where is she?" he asked in confusion. The man gave a weak smile and nodded towards Nari. "Can't you see the resemblance? I guess not...well, Nariko is your half sister...my lost child."

Atemu blinked in utter shock. He took a step back. "I-I don't want to bed you anymore..."His face turned pale as he took in her looks.

"I'm going to be sick..." Nari mumbled.


BWHAHAHAHAHA! And, this is either in the next chapter or...in a chapter to come...I just thought I'd give you a little bit of some torturing! I'm EVIL!

BWHAHAHAHABegins to choke

Ok thank you everyone for reviewing, I'll reply to them later...I don't have time right now, so just be patient! I'll give you a cookie if you stay calm and don't attack me...I swear I'll update soon!