Chapter 4

Death and comfort:

Avila lifted the sword with ease. Her arms had grown to the pain and seemed larger and fuller. Avila smiled to her self. Bakura watched her while leaning against the wall.

"Your getting better…" he said with little emotion.

Avila shot him an evil grin.

"Soon I can kick your ass!" She said in a slow, dark voice.

Bakura shot her a dirty look along with a small cruel smile. "I highly doubt that…I am after all, the thief king."

Avila ignored his boasting and returned to her work. It had been 3 days now and she had grown accustomed to him teasing her and being a lazy bastard. A HOT lazy bastard at that.

He had taught her many things in the short time he was there. How to sneak around without making a sound, and how to use a dagger. She laughed in her mind as she pictured herself using all she had learned on her very own teacher.

She had also gotten used to him snuggling up to her in the middle of the night when her defenses were down. And every morning she woke to him with his hand in an inappropriate area.

She would of course smack him but in return he would just grin evilly.

"So…you think you're ready to take me on?" He asked in a low growl.

Avila shot him a heated look.

"I never said that I wasn't."

Bakura pushed away from the wall. "Well then, let's test your skills now." He whispered while drawing his blade. Avila sucked in her breath as she watched him advance towards her.

"Come on my little thief…show me how good you are…" he said in a low, dark voice. She could hear the threat in his voice, and could see the glimmer in his eyes.

'O shit! What did I get myself into!' she thought to herself.

She brought the blade up with both her hands and watched him circle her body. Her eyes never left his.

She waited for him to make the lunge but he never did. She grew tired of waiting and decided to charge at him.

"Oh?" he said as she came at him. A loud clatter filled the air along with another and another.

Avila fell backwards panting. She pushed herself back up only to be knocked back down again.

"Come on my little green eyed thief…I thought you could "Kick my ass"" He said mockingly

Avila gritted her teeth and gave a low growl. She wasn't going to let him insult her so.

She jumped to her feet and raced at him once again. Only to find herself laying face first in the sand.

He pressed the tip of his sword into her back and gave a low chuckle.

"Appears you need more training. Do push ups… Now!" and with that he stalked off to his wall.

Avila groaned as she stumbled into the clay hut. The moment she stepped in, she knew something was wrong. There was an odd feeling she got, like something bad was going to happen.

"Maku!" She half screamed. She rushed to the one bedroom and gave a loud gasp.

"Maku!" She fell to her knees, in front of the sickly child that tossed around clutching at his throat. A choking sound came from his mouth as he struggled to breathe. Avila began to panic as she watched him struggle.

"Bakura! Bakura…please help!" she cried as tears began to stream down her face. She stared down at the small wooden cup that sat beside her brother's cot.

"No…I'd forgotten all about the medicine…No! Maku!" she yelled as her voice cracked. The cup still sat full by his cot.

Bakura walked into the door way and kneeled beside her.

"What's wrong?" he asked then turned his attention to the struggling boy.

"He can't breath…Avila…You need to kill him…stop his suffering." Avila's eyes popped open and she let out a gut wrenching "NO!"

Bakura grabbed her upper arms and turned her to face him. "Avila, you can't let him suffer. Either you kill him…Or I will."

Avila's eyes stared up at his, tears flowing freely down her face.

"You touch him and I'll kill you." She spat at him. Bakura just blinked at her and pulled out his dagger.

"Either you…Or I." He simply said while showing her the small weapon. She glimpsed down at it and gave a sob.

"He'll live…He has to!" she whispered. Bakura shook his head. Death wasn't new to him; he had seen and caused many off them.

"Now, Avila. Make your choice." He said coldly. She turned her back to him and gave him a slow nod.

"You..." she said softly. Bakura turned to the still suffering child and swiftly slipped the knife into his heart. The child stiffened then slowly his eyes drifted shut.

Avila began to shake from her tears as she heard the struggling child stop moving.

"It had to be done Avila. You couldn't have done anything…" Bakura reached a hand towards her then pulled it away. He didn't know how to comfort anyone. It was just something he didn't know how to do. He pushed himself up and walked towards the door. He paused when he heard the sound of his name, softly spoken on the girl's lips.

"Bakura…" she whispered

He turned to her small fragile body that shook with sadness on the floor.

"Yes little one?" He asked staring at her with soft eyes.

She pushed herself up and rushed to his arms. "You had to right? There was no other way…Right?" she sobbed into his chest.

Bakura blinked in surprise and took a step back.

"Err…um…yes…He was struggling…he would have died sooner or later."

Avila clutched his tunic with both her hands and sobbed into his chest.

"Hold me Bakura…please…I need the comfort." She whispered into his hard chest. Bakura looked down at her shaking head then gave a nod.

"Sure… you need it." He bent over and slipped her into his arms. She held onto his shirt as he carried her to the small cot in the corner. She sobbed softly now and began to hiccup. "Thank you." She whispered. Bakura still had no idea what to do.

"Everything…will be fine…" he whispered

She cuddled into his chest and cried once again. Bakura let out a long sigh. He brought his hand down and began to pat her back, attempting to calm her down.

"It's alright my little thief…you'll survive."

Bakura knew he had to leave. If he stayed any longer he would get attached to the green eyed thief. Besides, there were tombs the raid. He was after all the King of thieves. He had a reputation to hold up.

He stared down at Avila's sleeping body and heaved a sigh.

"She'll do fine with out me, and her training is rather well." He whispered to himself. He pushed away from her soft warm body and stood up. She moaned in protest as she felt the heat leave.

"Bakura…" she whimpered in her sleep. Bakura stepped back and turned towards the door. He grabbed his cloak then turned towards her sleeping body once again.

"This should help you little thief." He pulled a sack of gold out from his cloak and placed it on the wooden table. He walked into Maku's room and lifted the small boy up into his arms. He headed towards the door then turned to see Avila once more.

"Until we meet again." He said and with that he left.

Avila woke to the sun shining on her face. She pushed herself up and studied the room. It was oddly silent. Then she realized Bakura wasn't on her…touching her…or…anywhere near her. She jumped up with fright and rushed towards Maku's room. But his small body no longer lay on the cot.

"Bakura!" She yelled. She rushed to the hall way and threw the door open. She ran down the dark deserted alley way they had used for training, hoping with all her might she would run into the thief.

But all she found was darkness. She fell to her knees and felt tears sting at her eyes.

'I'm all alone.' She thought to herself as she stared down the dark alley.

"Alone…" she whispered

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So…there's my chapter…It may be short…I have a little sister who keeps crawling on me, begging me to let her watch my Inuyasha season set…Err…anyways…enjoy!

Bakura: I STILL didn't get laid!

Yunie: What would you call last night then!

Bakura: (Shifty eyes) what happened last night?

Yunie: HOW DARE YOU FORGET!

Bakura: (smiles) Yunie doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh or me for that matter!

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Cataracta: I'm glade you liked the song…the English lyrics are in my last chapter of The slave and the Pharaoh…If you didn't notice…LOL!

Anyways, it's really sad! Now…UPDATE YOUR STORY!

Lanse: I loved it when I made Avila kick him in the balls…I hope he doesn't plan on having children. Also, I read your stories…LOVED THEM! Kaiba…(drools) hehe..anways…

Phersule: Don't worry…I have no life…I update like every day…sad really.

Nah, I just like to write…I bring my lap top to school and type during free time…Fun really. You get so into your stories.

Seto's sister: I'm glade you don't mindif there short…not that I'm making them short on purpose, I really do try to make them long…