Intertwined by Fate
by duenna
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh or anything to do with it. *sigh*
Summery: AU ~ BxR ~ A runaway prince out in search for his birth mother runs into a gang of thieves. Bakura, the king of thieves, finds Ryou, the prince. What will happen now? ^^~
this is a BakuraxRyou fic ^^ I just love those two!! =^.^=~~
"speech"
'thoughts'
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Bakura POV
I was pissed. I hate being interrupted. So I was going to take it all out on Kimin. Besides, he did shoot my little angel with an arrow.
"What do you want, Kimin?" I said dangerously.
I saw him shake in fear. He has every right to fear me. I kill anyone who pisses me off or betrays me. He has done both so far.
"I just came to say that Miss Ishtar is calling for you." Kimin backed away slowly and I nodded to him, then I slammed the door shut.
I look back at Ryou who is still shirtless and angelic-like in the pile of pillows. Almost as if he belonged there. Well of course he did. Ryou was high born. I only wish I knew his title. I walk back to him and sit down next to the angel. I gather him in my arms and kiss him thoroughly.
"We'll have to continue at a later time, Ryou." I felt him wrap his arms around me and nodded against my chest. Damn. I want to continue now. I sigh as I let the angel go and gather up our clothes. I help Ryou into his silken shirt. I don't say anything about it. I think he is grateful for that.
"Might want to fix your hair, love." I see him look up at him when I said that. What? Has he never had anyone to love? By the look in his eyes, I suppose not. I wish he would tell me everything. I want to know more about this angel in front of me.
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Ryou POV
I follow Bakura, our fingers entwined over each others'; thru the camp to the house we were at earlier. He doesn't even bother to knock.
"Isis?" the thief calls out.
"In the back, thief!" Came the instant reply.
I look up at Bakura with wide eyes. "Thief?" I whisper to him and he just grins at me, leading me into the back of the house.
There we found a woman and raven black hair looking extremely angry.
"What did you do this time, Bakura?? You have stolen an elven mare! Do you know what kind of elven law you broke?!" she started walking towards the thief.
I didn't want to get him in trouble, so I quickly stepped in between them.
"He didn't steal her! She's mine!" I stammer hesitantly, backing up a bit and bumping into the thief behind me.
I thought she was scarier then father when he was angry. I really thought she would slap me, but she didn't. She just looked at me curiously.
"And who are you, boy?" Isis asked me. I open my mouth to answer but before I could, Bakura answers for me.
"He is Ryou, owner of the mare. Did we not already establish that, Isis? We have a more important matter to attend to." With that he pulls up my sleeve to show the woman the arrow wound in my arm. She looks at it and frowns.
"Malik! Bring me my medicine bag and hurry!" Isis yells behind her and a golden haired boy jumps up to do what he was told. "Marik, get me a bowl of hot water." And the other golden haired boy mock salutes her and goes into the kitchen.
She pulls me over to the couch were she commands me to sit while she tends to my wound. The other two boys come back with Isis' things and set them on the small table next to her. Bakura sits on the other side of me, holding my free hand. I feel comfort in his touch. So I lean back against his chest while Isis wraps up my arm.
"There, all better." She smiles at me and I smile back.
"Thank you." I say honestly and it seems she knows something as she looks at Bakura.
"Bakura. May I have a word with you outside?" Isis gets up and walks outside. I look up at the thief and he shrugs and follows her. I sigh as the warmth of Bakura leaves my back and he sinks into the back of the couch.
Malik and Marik come over and sit on each side of me. I wonder what they want.
"May I help you?" I ask cautiously looking at Malik then Marik.
"Do you love him?" Malik asks straight forwardly.
I stare into his lavender eyes and notice no malice in them. So I answer honestly. "Yeah, I really do."
The two golden haired boys look at each other and grin. "It's about time!" they said in unison. I was confused but I didn't get a change to ask what. Because Bakura and Isis have came back in.
I stand up start to walk towards him, but Isis stops me.
"I need a word with you now, Ryou."
"Why?" I ask frowning.
"I tell fortunes. I would like to tell you yours." Isis smiles.
I look over at the thief and he nods so I go with the raven haired woman into the next room. No one follows us.
Isis walked over to a desk and brought out a piece of paper folded over. Then she turned around to face me.
"Here, this is a letter from your mother."
I stare at the letter for a moment before accepting it. "How?" I ask her softly.
"I was visiting in the village where she was when I received a vision. Yes, I really am a seer. I get strong visions sometimes. And that was one of those times. I saw that I would meet you here and offered to give you a letter. Your mother handed me a letter the next day saying that she was grateful that I could do this for her." Isis looks at me with sadden eyes.
I debated if I should read it now. I really did want to, but not in front of everyone. So I smiled at Isis and put the letter in my pocket to save it for later.
We walk back into the main room where Bakura is sitting on the window ledge looking outside. He seemed to be in deep thought and I didn't want to bother him so I sat down next to him on the floor with my back leaned against the wall.
I sighed to myself when I realized how tired I was. It is already dark outside and I have been up since pre-dawn. I bring my legs up to my chest and wrapped my arms around them and laid my head down on my knees.
I close my eyes to rest them for a little bit, but I find myself dreaming.
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yay another chapter up! :D i want to thank all my reviewers for their kind words!! ^^~~
by duenna
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh or anything to do with it. *sigh*
Summery: AU ~ BxR ~ A runaway prince out in search for his birth mother runs into a gang of thieves. Bakura, the king of thieves, finds Ryou, the prince. What will happen now? ^^~
this is a BakuraxRyou fic ^^ I just love those two!! =^.^=~~
"speech"
'thoughts'
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Bakura POV
I was pissed. I hate being interrupted. So I was going to take it all out on Kimin. Besides, he did shoot my little angel with an arrow.
"What do you want, Kimin?" I said dangerously.
I saw him shake in fear. He has every right to fear me. I kill anyone who pisses me off or betrays me. He has done both so far.
"I just came to say that Miss Ishtar is calling for you." Kimin backed away slowly and I nodded to him, then I slammed the door shut.
I look back at Ryou who is still shirtless and angelic-like in the pile of pillows. Almost as if he belonged there. Well of course he did. Ryou was high born. I only wish I knew his title. I walk back to him and sit down next to the angel. I gather him in my arms and kiss him thoroughly.
"We'll have to continue at a later time, Ryou." I felt him wrap his arms around me and nodded against my chest. Damn. I want to continue now. I sigh as I let the angel go and gather up our clothes. I help Ryou into his silken shirt. I don't say anything about it. I think he is grateful for that.
"Might want to fix your hair, love." I see him look up at him when I said that. What? Has he never had anyone to love? By the look in his eyes, I suppose not. I wish he would tell me everything. I want to know more about this angel in front of me.
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Ryou POV
I follow Bakura, our fingers entwined over each others'; thru the camp to the house we were at earlier. He doesn't even bother to knock.
"Isis?" the thief calls out.
"In the back, thief!" Came the instant reply.
I look up at Bakura with wide eyes. "Thief?" I whisper to him and he just grins at me, leading me into the back of the house.
There we found a woman and raven black hair looking extremely angry.
"What did you do this time, Bakura?? You have stolen an elven mare! Do you know what kind of elven law you broke?!" she started walking towards the thief.
I didn't want to get him in trouble, so I quickly stepped in between them.
"He didn't steal her! She's mine!" I stammer hesitantly, backing up a bit and bumping into the thief behind me.
I thought she was scarier then father when he was angry. I really thought she would slap me, but she didn't. She just looked at me curiously.
"And who are you, boy?" Isis asked me. I open my mouth to answer but before I could, Bakura answers for me.
"He is Ryou, owner of the mare. Did we not already establish that, Isis? We have a more important matter to attend to." With that he pulls up my sleeve to show the woman the arrow wound in my arm. She looks at it and frowns.
"Malik! Bring me my medicine bag and hurry!" Isis yells behind her and a golden haired boy jumps up to do what he was told. "Marik, get me a bowl of hot water." And the other golden haired boy mock salutes her and goes into the kitchen.
She pulls me over to the couch were she commands me to sit while she tends to my wound. The other two boys come back with Isis' things and set them on the small table next to her. Bakura sits on the other side of me, holding my free hand. I feel comfort in his touch. So I lean back against his chest while Isis wraps up my arm.
"There, all better." She smiles at me and I smile back.
"Thank you." I say honestly and it seems she knows something as she looks at Bakura.
"Bakura. May I have a word with you outside?" Isis gets up and walks outside. I look up at the thief and he shrugs and follows her. I sigh as the warmth of Bakura leaves my back and he sinks into the back of the couch.
Malik and Marik come over and sit on each side of me. I wonder what they want.
"May I help you?" I ask cautiously looking at Malik then Marik.
"Do you love him?" Malik asks straight forwardly.
I stare into his lavender eyes and notice no malice in them. So I answer honestly. "Yeah, I really do."
The two golden haired boys look at each other and grin. "It's about time!" they said in unison. I was confused but I didn't get a change to ask what. Because Bakura and Isis have came back in.
I stand up start to walk towards him, but Isis stops me.
"I need a word with you now, Ryou."
"Why?" I ask frowning.
"I tell fortunes. I would like to tell you yours." Isis smiles.
I look over at the thief and he nods so I go with the raven haired woman into the next room. No one follows us.
Isis walked over to a desk and brought out a piece of paper folded over. Then she turned around to face me.
"Here, this is a letter from your mother."
I stare at the letter for a moment before accepting it. "How?" I ask her softly.
"I was visiting in the village where she was when I received a vision. Yes, I really am a seer. I get strong visions sometimes. And that was one of those times. I saw that I would meet you here and offered to give you a letter. Your mother handed me a letter the next day saying that she was grateful that I could do this for her." Isis looks at me with sadden eyes.
I debated if I should read it now. I really did want to, but not in front of everyone. So I smiled at Isis and put the letter in my pocket to save it for later.
We walk back into the main room where Bakura is sitting on the window ledge looking outside. He seemed to be in deep thought and I didn't want to bother him so I sat down next to him on the floor with my back leaned against the wall.
I sighed to myself when I realized how tired I was. It is already dark outside and I have been up since pre-dawn. I bring my legs up to my chest and wrapped my arms around them and laid my head down on my knees.
I close my eyes to rest them for a little bit, but I find myself dreaming.
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yay another chapter up! :D i want to thank all my reviewers for their kind words!! ^^~~