Intertwined by Fate
by duenna

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh nor do I have anything to do with it. -sigh-

Summary: AU - BxR, MxM - 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, only to find out that his long lost friend is not who he seemed to be and fate brings together friends and foes for a war that will either bind them or break them, forever. What will happen now?

"speech"
'thoughts'

Bakura POV

I watch my friend and I can't help but notice all the pain upon his face. I tighten my hold on my angel sitting in front of me and he squeezes my hand in return. I let Malik sit on the snow for awhile with Marik trying to comfort the fallen god. I don't want to disturb them but we need to get moving.

Now.

I nudge Shion forward a bit and I clear my throat. Marik looks up at us.

"We really should be going." I tell him gently and he nods, whispering into the fallen gods' ear. Malik blinks and glances up at me for a moment before looking away.

The two immortals make their way to Kuroi and mount up, Malik in front. Khocha pads quietly in front of the horses. The fallen god looks down upon his creation.

"Khocha, please look after my sister."

'Very well, creator.' The sleek feline stalks away from the four and disappears into the white covered forest.

We make our way forward, me and my angel a few meters in front of Malik and Marik. I can hear the two of them whisper softly to each other, but I really don't pay attention to the words. I wish I knew what was going on, but I guess I'll have to wait until Malik wants to tell me. I sigh to myself.

"Guide?" I say out loud softly, knowing it will hear me and a second later the transparent being is standing (or rather floating) next to me.

"You called?"

My eye twitches and I nod once. "How much further?"

The guide turns away to think for a moment then turns back to me. "Perhaps a few weeks? Maybe three if you travel slowly."

Twitch.

I resist my urge to strangle the over cheerful being, knowing my hands would just go thru it. I instead roll my eyes. The guide really gets on my nerves.

"What if we travel non stop? I mean, we both have Elven horses after all."

"True, but your horses have twice the load, but if you travel non stop as you are now, two weeks at the most. But I really should suggest stopping at the port town, one day to the south of here." With that the guide vanishes.

"I wonder what he meant by that…" I hear my angel say softly.

"I don't know." I reply to him.

"We should go there." A voice to my right says and I don't have to look to know it was Malik's.

"Fine." I grumble out and my lover giggles at me.

"Think its funny, angel?" I say in amusement.

He turns top grin up at me. "Of course." I can't help but smile at him and my eye twitches yet again when I hear snickering beside me. I turn to glare at the two immortals which only makes them grin at me. I turn away and ignore them for the time being.

And so we rode on for the rest of the day not stopping once until it got too dark to see the road. I found us a spot to rest for the night and we settled down. Malik had made a small fire to keep us warm and due to his godly magic the fire never died down. I wrapped my angel into my warms and pulled him close. I let him get comfy before I covered us in blankets, letting sleep claim me.

I woke suddenly, the sun not even up yet. I hear the bushes rustle to my left and I immediately reach for my knife that lay next to me. I glance over to the two golden haired immortals and notice they were both awake as well. Only one who was still slumbering peacefully was the angelic prince in my arms.

My eyes move back over to the bushes and I watch as a dark haired boy (couldn't be no more then ten or so) stumbles out and looks wide eyed at the fire and the four people surrounding it. I watch as he quickly jogs over to the fire and warms himself up. I couldn't help but be curious to why such a young boy would be out wandering this far from any town or village. Unless there was a hidden village only a few people knew about.

I frown at the thought. My train of thought breaks when I hear voices out in the dense forest. The boy stiffens when he hears them as well. I look over at Malik and he nods.

Great.

He wants to help the boy. Just what we need. But now that I think about it, Ryou would want to as well. I sigh softly to myself as Malik gets the boy's attention. I hear the god clear his throat and the frightened boy whips his head around, startled when he saw the two guys awake. Before the child could speak, Marik motions him to stay quiet as he slips himself out from the blankets and grabs his sword. I turn my attention back to the sleeping angel and I nudge him a bit.

"Wake up love." I whisper into his ear. I poke him several times before his beautiful green eyes flutter open to look up at me curiously. "We have company." I tell him softly and his eyes widen a bit as he nods. He moves away to start getting our things packed when I notice him pause. I look to see what he is looking at and smirk. Malik had the child in his arms and was coming towards us. He kneels down and lets the boy go.

"Look after him prince."

I see Ryou nod and he grabs the boy's hand as well as our packs, bow in his hand. Since I was decent with a sword, I grab my own from my pack, but not before strapping on a few knives, which are my specialty.

Malik had long ago put out the magicked fire and dawn was coming.

The voices grew closer and I moved to stand in front of my angelic lover and the child he was protecting. Malik stood to my left as Marik crouched to the ground to my right.

It grew lighter by the minute and I could see the bushes move again, with five men emerging, only to stop when they spot us. We stare at each other for a moment before one of them speaks.

"Did you see a child run thru here?"

I raise an eyebrow. "And if we did?" I countered.

They all drew their swords. "You will tell us where he went!"

I cross my arms, my hand never leaving the hilt of my sword. I didn't say anything, but Malik speaks up.

"What did the boy do?"

"He dared to steal a horse from the King of Thieves! We are to kill him on sight!"

I blink. "King of Thieves, you say?" I question and I hear Marik snort behind me. I could literally sense Malik roll his eyes at them.

I narrow my eyes as I feel my anger surface. 'Who dares to use my name?!' I yell in my head, not really wanting to voice my anger just yet.

"You know its instant death for anyone to use the title besides the Thief King himself." I hear Malik reason to my left. I smirk as he finished his sentence. My grip tightens on the hilt in anticipation of the kill I will soon be dealing. But the five men did not seem to understand.

"How dare you insult our king!" The one in front hisses out.

I walk forward slowly, and stop about half way to them, Malik never leaving my side, I smile inwardly. 'He wouldn't be my second in command for nothing if he didn't back me up.' I instantly notice Marik staying behind with my angel and the trouble maker. I silently thank the immortal for looking out for my half Elven prince. I glare at the men in front of me.

"Let me tell you something and maybe I'll let you live to see another day." I pause to add drama to our confrontation. "First off, your king is an imposter and I will gladly kill him for you. Second, you will take me to him without complaints or I will slit your throat on the spot." I notice with satisfaction that they are visibly shaking, with either anger or fear, but it doesn't really matter in the end.

"How dare-" The closest one growls out and I grab one of my daggers and move to press it to his throat. I moved so fast they didn't even see me.

I am inches away from his face.

"I said no complaints. Do you wish to die so much?" I press the dagger inward, making a trickle of blood run down his pale throat. He stares in shock at me and I grin at him. I think my grin scares him because I just heard him whimper. What a wimp. I remove my dagger from his throat and he slumps to the ground, covering up his neck with his hand. I look at the others and I swear I see fear in their eyes. I can't help but smirk at them. "Any questions?" I ask innocently as I can, which is hard for me to do actually.

They seem to come out of their daze and charge at me. I sigh in frustration but I already knew it would come to this.

Oh well, lets have some fun then.

I draw my sword and strike at the first guy who attacks me. With my free hand, I grab a dagger and run it thru his heart. He falls to the ground.

One down… no make that two down. Three to go.

I noticed the body at Malik's feet as he was engages with another opponent. The last one comes at me and I parry his sloppy attack and I pin his sword to a tree with my dagger and I ram my sword into his stomach, twisting it. I push him away with my foot to get my sword free and I turn to look at the first guy I threatened, still on the ground not believing what he was seeing. I walk over to him and he starts to crawl away. Kicking him with my foot, I kneel with my knee on his chest, sword against his throat.

"I have had enough with the delays. You will take me to your false thief king now!" I hiss down at him and he quickly nods his head, not caring that my sword punctures his skin with his action.

I stand back up and flick the blood off the blade and put it away in its scabbard. My eye twitches as I hear voices come from the same direction the five thieves came from. I growl in frustration and I jog back over to Ryou, my angel.

"Call Shion! Quickly!" I hiss out at him and I hear his soft whistle and I knew the mare would hear it no matter how far she was. A few moments later the mare trotted up next to my angel and I quickly throw the packs onto her back and helped Ryou up as well as the child.

"Go south to the port! I will meet you there!"

"Kura!" I hear his confusion in his voice.

"I'm going to kill the bastard who thought he could steal my name!" I inform the prince. I pull his head down to me and give him a quick kiss. "Be safe, my angel." I let him go, with a slap on the mare's rump startling her into a trot, and go over to the other two.

"Marik, go with Ryou! Protect him!" I saw to the immortal sternly as I could. He looks to protest, but Malik tells him to go as well. After a brief farewell kiss, Marik mounts his stallion and goes after Ryou.

I turn to the fallen god, my friend, my second and grin at him.

"Let's go play."

whew! i should of put this chapter up sooner but i sorta lost the papers i had it written down on... but i found them as you can see! XD so its all good now! i know i said i could introduce two characters, but only one showed up! ohwell :) next chapter the 2nd one will be in it! can you guess who it is?

ja matane!