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
A visitor, huh. We don't get many visitors. I wonder who it could be. Actually, I don't allow visitors. Hah. Everyone knows this village is too dangerous to visit. But Isis' vision can't be ignored.
I was so deep in my thoughts I didn't really notice Ryou come sit near me. As if he was waiting for me to acknowledge him. I look down at the sleeping angel and I smile softly at the sight.
I reach down to brush away the invading lock of silvery hair trying to cover the angel's face. I hear Marik snicker at me, but I ignore it.
"Bakura!" a shout came from the window.
I look back outside and see some of my men holding torches. They had worried looks in their faces. I frown at them as I jump out the window to see what they wanted. [A/N: its just a one story house! ^^]
"Yes? What is it?"
"Sir, there is a group of four horses with riders approaching the village." The taller of the two said.
I curse to myself. The vision has come true now.
"Alright! Gather the rest of the men and meet me at the gate! I will go on ahead!" I shout out orders and I jog to the front gate. I grab a torch that is hanging behind the gate and put it in its holder outside. Then I waited for the riders to come.
As the riders approached, I notice that only two of them were holding light-staffs. I smirk to myself. 'Must be rich nobles looking for some fun. I'll show them fun if they want it.'
"Halt!" I yell out and the riders stop about twenty feet away from me. "What are you doing trespassing here?"
Three of the four look at each other, but didn't say anything. One of them came forward a bit.
"We are looking for some…one. I came across tracks leading here, so I followed them." I finally got a look at the speaker when my men brought out more torches to illuminate the night.
The intruder seemed a few years older then I was. Not that mattered or anything. He also held himself upright, like a noble. I shake my head to clear my thoughts.
"We don't get many visitors, you know. Everyone seems to stay away from our village." I start to grin at the riders. I brought out my prized knife I always keep with me and start flipping it up in the air, but I never took my eyes off the nobleman.
"Yes, we heard the stories on our way here." Came the dry reply. I guess he doesn't really get it.
"If you heard the stories, you should know we never let anyone leave here… alive." I throw my knife at the nobleman but somehow he dodges it. How troublesome. His horse bucks and the rider falls off.
The other three riders dismount and stand around their fallen companion. I lean back against the wall and wait to see what they do.
The one who fell got back up and glared my way. I just shrug and grin back. Now he is stomping towards me. Wonderful. I wanted a fight anyways.
"Gerik! Give me my sword." I call out to the man next to me and he hands me the sword. I don't use swords very much, but I am pretty good with them. I also notice my opponent called for his sword as well. This will be fun.
I charge at the nobleman swinging my sword, but only to get parried. Hmmm. He's not bad. Probably much better then I am. Oh well. I grin at the man in front of me which makes him angrier.
Our swords lock against each other. "Why are you here again?" I ask him. I just want to aggravate him so he will mess up, then my kill will come.
"I told you, I am looking for someone!" he shouts in my face which he didn't have to do since we are close enough to whisper. I sigh at my opponent.
"Unless this person is a thief, outlaw, or me, I'm sorry I can't help you." I answer back calmly.
"Who are you??" the spiky haired man asks me.
"The King of Thieves of course." My grin gets bigger as I push him back with my foot and our swords unlock themselves. I twirl the sword in my hand waiting for the other to attack, but it doesn't come. So I make my move.
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Ryou POV
I open my eyes and see that no one is in the house anymore. Where did they go? Why did Bakura leave me here? A pain shoots through my chest. Did he abandon me? I can feel my eyes start to water. 'Gah! I can't cry now. I want to know what happened!'
I stand up and look out the window to see a crowd of villagers at the front gate. I can't see what is happening, so I climb slowly out the window and make my way to the gate.
Bets are being made. Who's fighting?? I hear swords clanging against each other. 'Is there a tournament?' I think to myself, but no. There couldn't be. Bakura would have said something to me, right?
I make my way through the gathering crowd and look at the two fighters. I sigh to myself. It's just Bakura and someone. I frown at the other person. He looks so familiar, but he is too far away to see properly.
The stranger gets near a light as they fight on and my eyes grow big. I recognize him! I know him!
My feet have a mind of their own and they start walking to the two fighters. No one notices me until I am almost to the other two guys.
I see Bakura make his move and I start running to them. Shouts coming behind me telling me to stop. They are also trying to warn the two fighters. I see the stranger look at me and he stops to stare at me.
Bakura notices that his opponent is not paying attention to him and he turns around to look at me. I hear him curse under his breath.
"What are you doing here!" I hear my dark demon yell at me. For the first time, I ignore him. I run straight into the arms of the other man and he kneels down to hug me back.
"I have been looking for you Ryou! How dare you run away! Father is worried about you!"
I back up a little bit and look at my brother. "Father doesn't care, Yami! He would never sit in the same room as me! Don't tell me he cares." I can feel the tears fall down my cheeks but I don't bother to wipe them away.
"Oh, Ryou. Father is only hard on you because of what your mother told him when you were born!" My brother closes his eyes and hugs me tight.
"What?"
Yami doesn't say anything at first but then he looks over my shoulder to see a very angry thief glaring at them.
"Ryou, why are you in a village of thieves?! You should know better!" Yami is trying to scold me, but I didn't care. He used to be the only person in my life, but now I have another.
I pull back from my brother and smile at him. He looks at me with a confused look. 'I don't want to lose my brother, but I don't want to lose Bakura either!' I keep backing up away from Yami until I bump into someone behind me. I don't have to look to see who it was. The arms that encircled me told me who it was.
"I'm not going back, brother. You can tell father to forget about me. And you can not make me go back! I will never go back. I was not meant for that life was I, brother?"
He was still kneeling in the dirt just staring at me. I continue to stare at him until he stands up shaking off the dirt from his legs. I hear him sigh and he looks back at me with sad eyes. I wonder why?
"Can we speak someone else, Ryou? Please? This is a family matter… not a village matter."
I look up at Bakura to see if it was okay. I see him nod once and I smile.
"Only you can come. Your guards will have to wait here." I hear my demon tell my older brother.
"Fine." Yami bows once and waits for us to lead him to our destination. Bakura takes my hand and heads back to the gate with Yami following us.
A path way clears in the crowd to let the three through. I look behind me to see Malik and Marik staying with the guards outside. I wonder if Bakura noticed. Probably did.
We made our way to Bakura's house and he gestures to my brother to have a seat. Which he did in a chair next to the fire. It was a cold night after all. Isis must have started the fire. I could hear her in the kitchen. She was probably getting drinks or food for us.
Bakura doesn't sit next to my brother, but on the couch and that is where I plop myself down as well. Not that I really had a choice since he still held onto my hand, but I didn't mind either. I can see my brother look at us not sure what to think. What will father think? He will probably disown me. 'Way to go Ryou, think happy thoughts why don't you.' It's not that I didn't love father, I really do, but there are things that father does that I can't ignore. Like making mother go away.
"Well?" I hear Bakura say. I really didn't have any part in the conversation, so I curled my legs under me and laid my head on Bakura's shoulder.
"Ryou's mother is an elf. You can tell by his silver hair." Yami waves his hand in my direction but then stops and looks at Bakura. "And your half elf as well, right?"
It never really clicked, but he did have white hair! Bakura was half elf as well! I smile at him and he shrugs at my brothers' question. "What does that have to do with anything?"
"Not everyone knows that a child between a human and elf have silvery-white hair. Since it is forbidden by the Elven laws and the human laws." I stifle a yawn as I feel Bakura nod his answer.
"Father did not know that Ryou's mother was an elf until he was six. So he sent her back to her own kind and told everyone that it was an illness. But when Ryou was born, his mother told me something I never forgot." Yami was looking into the fire, remembering the past.
I grip Bakura's arm a little tighter. I didn't know what to expect. Was it something bad? Was I really not supposed to be here?
"Ryou, don't worry. I won't let anyone take you away from me." I hear my demon whisper in my ear just loud enough for me to hear.
Just then Isis makes her way in the room carrying a tray of glasses. "I thought you might want something to drink." She smiles and sets the tray on the table in the middle of the room and leaves again. I guess she didn't want to get in the middle of this converstation.
No one moved to get the drinks.
Yami turned back to us and it looked like he finally decided to tell me what mother said to him.
"Your mother told me that you were never meant to be a prince, Ryou." I stiffen in Bakura's arms. I never told him my title. He is probably mad at me now. I didn't dare to look up at him. Although, I did feel his muscle's flex and I lowered my gaze to the fire.
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another chapter?!?! YEP! i have written 8 pages this morning! with more to come! this story is getting really fun to write :D i have tons more things to write about! yay! thanks for the reviews in advance!! ja ne~ ^^~~
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
A visitor, huh. We don't get many visitors. I wonder who it could be. Actually, I don't allow visitors. Hah. Everyone knows this village is too dangerous to visit. But Isis' vision can't be ignored.
I was so deep in my thoughts I didn't really notice Ryou come sit near me. As if he was waiting for me to acknowledge him. I look down at the sleeping angel and I smile softly at the sight.
I reach down to brush away the invading lock of silvery hair trying to cover the angel's face. I hear Marik snicker at me, but I ignore it.
"Bakura!" a shout came from the window.
I look back outside and see some of my men holding torches. They had worried looks in their faces. I frown at them as I jump out the window to see what they wanted. [A/N: its just a one story house! ^^]
"Yes? What is it?"
"Sir, there is a group of four horses with riders approaching the village." The taller of the two said.
I curse to myself. The vision has come true now.
"Alright! Gather the rest of the men and meet me at the gate! I will go on ahead!" I shout out orders and I jog to the front gate. I grab a torch that is hanging behind the gate and put it in its holder outside. Then I waited for the riders to come.
As the riders approached, I notice that only two of them were holding light-staffs. I smirk to myself. 'Must be rich nobles looking for some fun. I'll show them fun if they want it.'
"Halt!" I yell out and the riders stop about twenty feet away from me. "What are you doing trespassing here?"
Three of the four look at each other, but didn't say anything. One of them came forward a bit.
"We are looking for some…one. I came across tracks leading here, so I followed them." I finally got a look at the speaker when my men brought out more torches to illuminate the night.
The intruder seemed a few years older then I was. Not that mattered or anything. He also held himself upright, like a noble. I shake my head to clear my thoughts.
"We don't get many visitors, you know. Everyone seems to stay away from our village." I start to grin at the riders. I brought out my prized knife I always keep with me and start flipping it up in the air, but I never took my eyes off the nobleman.
"Yes, we heard the stories on our way here." Came the dry reply. I guess he doesn't really get it.
"If you heard the stories, you should know we never let anyone leave here… alive." I throw my knife at the nobleman but somehow he dodges it. How troublesome. His horse bucks and the rider falls off.
The other three riders dismount and stand around their fallen companion. I lean back against the wall and wait to see what they do.
The one who fell got back up and glared my way. I just shrug and grin back. Now he is stomping towards me. Wonderful. I wanted a fight anyways.
"Gerik! Give me my sword." I call out to the man next to me and he hands me the sword. I don't use swords very much, but I am pretty good with them. I also notice my opponent called for his sword as well. This will be fun.
I charge at the nobleman swinging my sword, but only to get parried. Hmmm. He's not bad. Probably much better then I am. Oh well. I grin at the man in front of me which makes him angrier.
Our swords lock against each other. "Why are you here again?" I ask him. I just want to aggravate him so he will mess up, then my kill will come.
"I told you, I am looking for someone!" he shouts in my face which he didn't have to do since we are close enough to whisper. I sigh at my opponent.
"Unless this person is a thief, outlaw, or me, I'm sorry I can't help you." I answer back calmly.
"Who are you??" the spiky haired man asks me.
"The King of Thieves of course." My grin gets bigger as I push him back with my foot and our swords unlock themselves. I twirl the sword in my hand waiting for the other to attack, but it doesn't come. So I make my move.
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Ryou POV
I open my eyes and see that no one is in the house anymore. Where did they go? Why did Bakura leave me here? A pain shoots through my chest. Did he abandon me? I can feel my eyes start to water. 'Gah! I can't cry now. I want to know what happened!'
I stand up and look out the window to see a crowd of villagers at the front gate. I can't see what is happening, so I climb slowly out the window and make my way to the gate.
Bets are being made. Who's fighting?? I hear swords clanging against each other. 'Is there a tournament?' I think to myself, but no. There couldn't be. Bakura would have said something to me, right?
I make my way through the gathering crowd and look at the two fighters. I sigh to myself. It's just Bakura and someone. I frown at the other person. He looks so familiar, but he is too far away to see properly.
The stranger gets near a light as they fight on and my eyes grow big. I recognize him! I know him!
My feet have a mind of their own and they start walking to the two fighters. No one notices me until I am almost to the other two guys.
I see Bakura make his move and I start running to them. Shouts coming behind me telling me to stop. They are also trying to warn the two fighters. I see the stranger look at me and he stops to stare at me.
Bakura notices that his opponent is not paying attention to him and he turns around to look at me. I hear him curse under his breath.
"What are you doing here!" I hear my dark demon yell at me. For the first time, I ignore him. I run straight into the arms of the other man and he kneels down to hug me back.
"I have been looking for you Ryou! How dare you run away! Father is worried about you!"
I back up a little bit and look at my brother. "Father doesn't care, Yami! He would never sit in the same room as me! Don't tell me he cares." I can feel the tears fall down my cheeks but I don't bother to wipe them away.
"Oh, Ryou. Father is only hard on you because of what your mother told him when you were born!" My brother closes his eyes and hugs me tight.
"What?"
Yami doesn't say anything at first but then he looks over my shoulder to see a very angry thief glaring at them.
"Ryou, why are you in a village of thieves?! You should know better!" Yami is trying to scold me, but I didn't care. He used to be the only person in my life, but now I have another.
I pull back from my brother and smile at him. He looks at me with a confused look. 'I don't want to lose my brother, but I don't want to lose Bakura either!' I keep backing up away from Yami until I bump into someone behind me. I don't have to look to see who it was. The arms that encircled me told me who it was.
"I'm not going back, brother. You can tell father to forget about me. And you can not make me go back! I will never go back. I was not meant for that life was I, brother?"
He was still kneeling in the dirt just staring at me. I continue to stare at him until he stands up shaking off the dirt from his legs. I hear him sigh and he looks back at me with sad eyes. I wonder why?
"Can we speak someone else, Ryou? Please? This is a family matter… not a village matter."
I look up at Bakura to see if it was okay. I see him nod once and I smile.
"Only you can come. Your guards will have to wait here." I hear my demon tell my older brother.
"Fine." Yami bows once and waits for us to lead him to our destination. Bakura takes my hand and heads back to the gate with Yami following us.
A path way clears in the crowd to let the three through. I look behind me to see Malik and Marik staying with the guards outside. I wonder if Bakura noticed. Probably did.
We made our way to Bakura's house and he gestures to my brother to have a seat. Which he did in a chair next to the fire. It was a cold night after all. Isis must have started the fire. I could hear her in the kitchen. She was probably getting drinks or food for us.
Bakura doesn't sit next to my brother, but on the couch and that is where I plop myself down as well. Not that I really had a choice since he still held onto my hand, but I didn't mind either. I can see my brother look at us not sure what to think. What will father think? He will probably disown me. 'Way to go Ryou, think happy thoughts why don't you.' It's not that I didn't love father, I really do, but there are things that father does that I can't ignore. Like making mother go away.
"Well?" I hear Bakura say. I really didn't have any part in the conversation, so I curled my legs under me and laid my head on Bakura's shoulder.
"Ryou's mother is an elf. You can tell by his silver hair." Yami waves his hand in my direction but then stops and looks at Bakura. "And your half elf as well, right?"
It never really clicked, but he did have white hair! Bakura was half elf as well! I smile at him and he shrugs at my brothers' question. "What does that have to do with anything?"
"Not everyone knows that a child between a human and elf have silvery-white hair. Since it is forbidden by the Elven laws and the human laws." I stifle a yawn as I feel Bakura nod his answer.
"Father did not know that Ryou's mother was an elf until he was six. So he sent her back to her own kind and told everyone that it was an illness. But when Ryou was born, his mother told me something I never forgot." Yami was looking into the fire, remembering the past.
I grip Bakura's arm a little tighter. I didn't know what to expect. Was it something bad? Was I really not supposed to be here?
"Ryou, don't worry. I won't let anyone take you away from me." I hear my demon whisper in my ear just loud enough for me to hear.
Just then Isis makes her way in the room carrying a tray of glasses. "I thought you might want something to drink." She smiles and sets the tray on the table in the middle of the room and leaves again. I guess she didn't want to get in the middle of this converstation.
No one moved to get the drinks.
Yami turned back to us and it looked like he finally decided to tell me what mother said to him.
"Your mother told me that you were never meant to be a prince, Ryou." I stiffen in Bakura's arms. I never told him my title. He is probably mad at me now. I didn't dare to look up at him. Although, I did feel his muscle's flex and I lowered my gaze to the fire.
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another chapter?!?! YEP! i have written 8 pages this morning! with more to come! this story is getting really fun to write :D i have tons more things to write about! yay! thanks for the reviews in advance!! ja ne~ ^^~~