Isis looked out her bedroom window only to see the tomb robber, Bakura, one floor beneath her. She opened her window higher and looked out, it seemed that her tauk still gave her a bit of ESP after all. She thought sarcastically. Though, she was still confused as to why he was there.
"Bakura!?" Isis yelled out of her window, puzzled.
"Hey!" He yelled up to her, as if what he was doing was completely natural, while he went on into the building.
Confused as Bakura left her window, Isis ran to slp on a bathrobe. After she finished tying it, Isis grabbed a hair brush, going at her hair like crazy. No one was to see her without her hair brushed, No one!! Afterwards, she rushed to her door to wait for Bakura, who was no doubt coming to her apartment.
Bakura walked into the two-story apartment house in a calm, nonchalant manner. He walked swiftly to the elevator, and pushed the button for the second floor. He had only been there once before, but as a tomb robber, he always remembered where he has been. Bakura walked down the long corridor to apartment number Forty-Two. Promptly knocking on the door, and having it immediately opened by an angry looking Isis.
Isis glared at the thief, hair falling over her shoulder, covered in a soft lavender bathrobe.
"What are you doing here!?" She demanded in a fierce yet hushed tone. Bakura looked down at her and seemed to think about this for a moment.
"Well, since you asked so nicely," He said sarcastically, "I need a place to stay for a few days.." Isis was taken aback,
"What? Why can't you stay with Shadi?" She asked.
"Oh, it's getting… Boring… And since you do owe me… Unless of course you're going back on our little deal…" He said in a disappointed fashion.
Isis thought about this, she did owe him, but harboring a criminal in her home? Then again, in their deal, she did say anything. Finally Isis relented,
"Fine, you can stay on the sofa. I'll go get you some blankets." She said simply, with a sigh.
Bakura smirked and threw himself down onto her couch.
Minutes later, Isis returned to the living room with a bundle of blankets. It was going to be a long night.
That morning, Isis walked into the living room, passing a sleeping Bakura. She looked down at him buried in blankets, half of his face was covered, and the only thing that she could see clearly was his hair. This made her crack a small smile, who knew that a cold blooded, tomb robbing, killer could look so adorable in their sleep? Briefly she wondered how he got the scar on his right cheek. Then walked into the kitchen to get herself some coffee.
Isis sat at her kitchen table for a moment, she knew that Malik and Marik wouldn't wake until about nine o'clock, but, Rishid would wake shortly. It was about Five o'clock, and she knew that Rishid would wake around six thirty. Although, she didn't know when Bakura would wake.
After contemplating this for a while, Isis got up to make herself some breakfast. She got up and walked to her counter, pulling a box of cereal out of the cupboard above. She then poured herself a bowl full, and walked to her refrigerator for milk. After pulling it out she turned around, and was startled by Bakura looking at her, still in the clothes he had worn the day before. She jumped back a bit.
Bakura's hair was spikier and more unruly than usual, and his clothes were muffled a bit. His eyes also lacked the aggressiveness that they held farther in the day. Bakura smirked a bit at startling her.
"Good morning Bakura." Isis said cheerfully, giving him a small smile,
"Would you like anything to eat?" She asked pleasantly as she poured milk into her own cereal.
"Sure." He said simply, as Isis walked over to get the box of cereal out of her cupboard again.
"Do you like cereal?" She asked, already getting a bowl out for him. Bakura seated himself at the table, nodding to her that he did.
To Isis, he seemed unnaturally quiet; he just sat at the table, eyes downcast. But, he had been depressed, she had noticed that since he first started to come to the museum. Isis couldn't help but feel a bit bad for him, he was after all completely out of his own time period. She put the cereal in the bowl and poured a bit of milk on it, then taking it to the table and sitting it down in front of Bakura.
Bakura sat at the table, head propped up by one hand, only stirring his cereal with a spoon.
Deciding that it was too quiet for her liking, so she spoke up a bit,
"It's Sunday, If you like I could have Malik take you to Shadi's to get some clothes?" She offered.
"No, I'll get some myself later." He said, although, his tone promised something that Isis really didn't want to know.
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