It was in the early morning at the Ishtar residence, the birds were chirping, the sun was just rising making the desert pleasantly brisk. And Isis Ishtar had a pounding, gut wrenching headache.

"Achhhh!" Isis screamed when she woke up in agony, walking to the kitchen she poured herself a cup of coffee and sat down.

"Hey sis?... You okay?" Malik yelled from the shower.

"Shhh!" She yelled in reply. Then Marik came out of the room that he shared with Malik to get something to eat when he said to Isis, So, what's your problem this morning?" She ignored his comment on her behavior and walked back to the cabinet, she reached in for an aspirin bottle but before she could pull it out then everything that was on top of it came crashing out, much to her displeasure. Marik, angry at her clumsiness shouted, "Can't you be quiet? I have a Ra Dammed Headache!"

"Marik Be quiet.." Isis said holding her pounding head in her hands.

"I'm not the one who made all the racket! You be quiet!"

"Marik. Please. Be. Quiet!" She said irritated.

"Just shut up!"

"Marik!"

"Isis!"

"MARIK!"

They had gone on like that for a while, while Rishid simply watched as he read his newspaper. Malik was in the bathroom getting around for school, when he heard a crash, and thought to himself/This is going to be a long day./ With a sigh, he turned the water off and went to get dressed.

To make the day even better, Isis had gotten up late because of her headache and her little 'confrontation' with Marik. And to top it all off, she was late for work. She grabbed her coffee mug and ran, literally, to work. She didn't own a car, and even if she did she didn't have her license. The thought, I'm late, I'm late, I'm late! ran through her mind until she got up the steps and into the museum when she saw her boss. Her usual calm collected appearance completely gone.

"Ms. Ishtar!" Her boss boomed as soon as she walked through the doors.

"I'm very sorry Mr. Ahmed I-

"No buts Isis!" Ahmed yelled, "I'v had to deal with so many people today already! Ms. Kawailani called in sick and Mumba didn't show up again today! The only people here are the restaurant manager and me! Some kid broke an ancient Grecian pot! We got two busses full of screaming brats and teenagers, with only two chaperones Isis! TWO CHAPERONES!"

"...I'm sorry Mr. Ahmed... It won't happen again." She said as she started to regain herself.

"I would fire you but... I need someone of your qualifications and... The excellent work you did translating the tablets last night." He said, "Just please don't let it happen again.."

"Yes Mr. Ahmed, thank you Mr. Ahmed." Isis said, thankful that he hadn't fired her. Ahmed had an irrational temper at times and blew up about the smallest things at times. Luckily, she had a great attendance record and, she was the most qualified curator besides Ahmed himself.

Bakura awoke with the sun shining through the small window in his room. The room that Shadi had given him to use as he wished. He rolled down the comforter of his twin bed and got up with a yawn. He figured it would be just another boring day as Bakura moved to change and put on his day clothes. Bakura had been rather lonely ever since getting his own body, he missed his own time, he still missed his home and family. He practically lived in the Museum of Cairo now. Pulling his shirt over his head he decided to go into Cairo for a 'hamburger' which, truly was a gift from the gods, go 'shopping,' and then to the museum. Walking out, Bakura grabbed his jacket, which he would need for shopping, and his wallet.

He started the long walk from Shadi's to Cairo and breathed in the fresh morning air that hung with dew. As he came upon the first sign of life for miles he new that he was close. A few kids on dirt bikes rode past him for a spin in the desert. Walking into town, he went to the first burger house on the right and went in.

"I want a whopper and a large soda." He said to the girl at the counter.

"I'm sorry sir. What was that?" She asked, it seemed that she was on her cell phone.

"I said I want a whopper and a large soda." He said a little louder.

"So that comes to 8.95." She calculated.

"What? No it doesn't! It's around 2.00!" He spat back at her.

"You wanted the meal didn't you?" She said annoyed

"NO! I wanted a whopper and a large soda!"

"Well then what do you want now?" She asked very irritated.

"Listen.." He looked at her name tag, "Tari.. I want to talk to your manager."

"What do you want to talk to him for?" Tari spat as she shrieked irritated, questioning him.

"To tell him how horrible the costumer service is!" He screamed into the young girls face. Her dark skin glistened with red from anger.

"Ya know, you don't have to eat here!" She screamed back at him, her eyes filling with unshed tears.

"Damn it! Just give me my fricken food, bitch!" He screamed at her. Her lip started to tremble and she started crying.

"You don't have to be so mean! It's my first day!" Tari sobbed into the cash register.

"Then maybe they should have someone out here who can take orders!" He yelled at the pathetic looking girl, which only made her sob harder.

"Tari! Sweetheart! What happened!" Another girl yelled as she ran to Tari's side.

"I..I...I was like... like.. trying to take his order.. and.. and... he called me a bitch! Can you believe it?" She choked out between sobs.

The other girl glared at him and said, "Listen Sir, I think it might be better if you left."

"What the? I just wanted a fricken Whopper!" He screamed as he exited the restaurant, sadly, without his burger.

Bakura stormed off to do the next thing on his list, shopping! He decided to get something small but valuable, he didn't need anything to noticeable to be taken into the museum, he'd get caught! So he walked into a jewelry store near the burger joint.

After he was inside the store, he looked around to judge what the value of each piece was. Deciding that this was a nice enough store, he looked for a target. Something that wouldn't be watched to carefully but would still draw attention if it were to go missing. Then he saw it, a beautiful golden necklace with Rubies and Safire's in it towards the back of the store, just out of the security camera's range. He knew these things. He walked toward it when a man grabbed his arm and turned him around. He was going to growl and send the man to the shadow realm but before he could the man was talking to him, saying, "Hello Sir! Wonderful day isn't it!" It was really more of a statement than a question, "So did you come in here for something special? Or maybe someone special?" He said with emphasis on the 'one' in 'someone.'

"...Not really.." Bakura said, a little unsure of what to do about the overly excited salesman who grabbed him again and pulled him over to a shelf adorned with diamond jewelry. "Now how much were you looking to spend?" Again, he said very happily.

"Well I really-

"Unsure? That's okay! Now here we have the 'Hope Diamond' this rare little artifact was-

Though Bakura had missed the rest of what he had said, mesmerized by the diamond.

"Sir? Sir?" The salesman asked Bakura, who was still staring at the diamond.

"What?" He asked, shaking off the confusion caused by the sparkling of the diamond.

"I said it's 8,900.

Bakura gave the man a look that said that he really wasn't interested in it. Even thought he was...

"I'm... Just here to browse actually." He said, hoping to get the man to leave him alone so that he could get back to business.

"Oh... Okay! If you want to look at anything just holler!"

Bakura took this as an opening to be left alone and said, "Well... I was looking at that." He pointed to a large golden necklace adorned with Jade across the room on the very top of the shelf.

"...I see..." The man said looking at the height, "I think we have one in back that's a lot like it? If you wanted to see that instead?" He said hopefully.

"Could it work out any better?" Bakura wondered silently. As long as the man was going to the back he would be free to take the necklace he actually wanted.

"Okay." He agreed, he would probably be gone before the man even got back.

As the man walked into the back room to get the other necklace, Bakura swiftly darted over to his previous target. He easily picked the lock on the glass and got out his necklace and walked out the door as if nothing had happened. His pockets were very happy though, even if his stomach was not. So finally, he walked the path to the museum of Cairo.

Isis' day hadn't been much better than her morning, the kids who were on their field trip couldn't be trusted, and their demand for ice cream was driving the restaurant workers mad.

And then Bakura walked in. He had looked more angry and annoyed than his usual sullen, sad look. He walked over to the counter where Isis was to be let in.

"Hello Bakura." She said, just like she had said many times before.

"You look horrible!" He shouted at her fallen features, bad posture, and all around deflated look.

".. Yeah, thanks for that." She said feeling even worse than she had before.

"But seriously, you look like you were hit by a car." He said as she started to take his money. But then she pushed it back at him and said smirking, "You know what? I think I'll take my lunch break now."

"What? You can't do that! Let me in!" He yelled at Isis, who merely looked at him and smiled.

"Goodbye." She said as she walked to the front desk to punch her time card out and call her boss, who had previously gone home because he couldn't take the stress anymore, and told him that she would lock up the museum for an hour or so while she went on lunch.

Bakura, who was very angry at first, decided that if she was going to lunch he might as well go with her, he hadn't eaten yet anyway, but even if he had... Of course, it had nothing to do with him getting back at her for closing the museum on him... No...

"Okay, I'll come with you."He said with a smirk planted in the center of his face.

"What? No!" She shrieked, caught of guard by what he had said.

"Why not? You look like you could use some company, besides, maybe if I stand next to you, you wouldn't look as ugly." The smirk not leaving his face for even a second.

"No." She said flat out to him.

"Well, you really can't do anything if I happened to go to the same restaurant as you, and happened to sit with you." He said, trying to sound as innocent as possible. She gaped at what he had said, the nerve!

"Fine Bakura, whatever." She agreed, though not very happily. Isis started walking out, with Bakura tagging behind her, She walked past a security guard and said, "I'm going to lunch Liki, Take a break."

"Kay Isis... Hey? I didn't know you had a boyfriend?" He said motioning at Bakura.

"What?" She shouted, but really came out as more of a squeal, "He is not my boyfriend!" She said, blushing a deep red with each word.

After they had walked out of the museum, Bakura said, "I don't know, you were blushing pretty hard in there." An obvious mischief present in his voice.

"I was not..." Isis added weakly, which only made Bakura's smirk bigger.

This chapter was really long to make up for the last one! I decided to upload it tonight, all I had to do was the last part with Bakura and Isis and I thought, Why not? So here it is! Next chapter is about Bakura and Isis going to the restaurant. Please Read and Review! Thanks!