I was going to update lost child but I found that that would take too long and plus, I wanted to update this since I took a vacation to Hawaii and didn't get a chance to update before I left...I know some of you are just dying to find out what happened! Anyways...I think that's all I have to say...um..

Yunie:Yunie... is that all?

Yunie:Yes Yunie...that is all, come on you're taking up peoples time...

Yunie:Oh, alright...here's the story!

Yunie:Idiot...

Yunie: Can't you tell I didn't take my meds today?

Yunie: Yep yep!

Chapter 19

Revenge:

The palace halls were filled with cheers, and screams of joy. "To the death of the Thief King!" They toasted while raising their goblets of red wine. Atemu smiled smugly at his well done deed and brought the cup to his lips. He had finally destroyed the man that he had been after for years.

"My Pharaoh..." A near by concubine purred by his side, while stroking his exposed thigh. (Kilt)

Atemu looked down at the girl's small frail brown hand and smiled to himself. "Yes, number 22?"(1)

She flinched a little as he guessed her number incorrectly, then smiled.

"I would like to congratulate you on your victory..." She began to make small circles on his flesh and he watched her hands move. "Really...how?" He asked still watching her skillful fingers stroke him. She smiled and leaned up towards his ear. "The royal chambers..." she whispered lightly. He smiled as her breath tickled his neck, then gave a nod. "Sounds good to me..." he gently pushed her away and stood to his feet.

"My people!" He cried as he raised his arms into the air. "Now that this evil has been vanquished, you may live happy, unfearful lives!" A roar of approval greeted his announcement and he smiled smugly to himself. "Now, if you'll excuse me, this god needs his rest..." He turned from the cheering crowd and crooked his finger at the concubine, who stood behind him, with a large smile plastered on her face.

"Come...I'm expecting my victory prize..." He chuckled and gently grabbed her arm, leading her away to his chambers.

"Is the babe alright?" Avila asked worriedly as the healer rubbed a clear salve onto her bear yet flat stomach.. The old woman began to make humming sounds, as if she was deep in thought. "Healer! What is going on? Is my child alright or not!" Avila shouted, fear itched in her forehead. The healer looked up, startled at the sudden outburst.

"Oh…Yes. The child is fine…I'm just…communicating with h-" Avila cut her short.

"I don't want to know the sex of my child till I have it…understood?" Avila pulled her tunic down over her stomach and slowly stood to her feet. Kuni rushed forward to help her, and Avila pushed her away. "Don't worry about me…I'm fine Kuni…I don't need you breathing down my neck."

Kuni took a step back and stared at Avila's back. "I was just trying to help…" She muttered under her breath. Avila placed a protective hand to her stomach and slowly walked out of the hut.

"Do you need any help?" Malik said beside her. Avila let out a frustrated sigh and threw her hands into the air.

"I'm pregnant, not dying!" Malik jumped back a little from her, a puzzled look on his face. "I'll take that as a no…"

Avila ignored his retort and stormed towards their horses. "Who shoved the stick up her ass?" Malik asked Kuni as she hurriedly walked out of the healer's tent. Kuni gave a sigh as she watched her friend jump onto the horse and kick it into a gallop.

"It's about the news we heard while walking through the village...It appears Josana has been given riches beyond belief for the turn in of Bakura and the band of Thieves. She has been offered a spot in the royal court...and as you can tell, Avila isn't all that happy. I'm just afraid she's going to try and pull something in her frail condition." Kuni shook her head and began to briskly walk towards her own mount.

"Don't deny Avila her revenge...she did lose her lover because of that slut." Malik said behind her, jumping into his saddle. Kuni gave a sigh, then kicked her horse into a trot.

Josana sat back happily and took a sip of her red wine. She smiled happily to herself as she thought of how rich she had become over night. Sure, she had to give up one of her greatest lovers, but she had others. Bakura never tied himself down to just one woman, why should she tie herself down to just one man? Josana pushed her feet up on the plush pillows and gave a sigh of happiness.

"This is the life…" She whispered, bringing the goblet to her lips once again. Sure, she also had to turn in her brother, but he would forgive her in time. After all, they were related.

Josana looked around her and the elegant room she sat in. The Pharaoh had given this all to her, just for some stupid pathetic thieves. Josana felt anger well up in her at the thought of Atemu wanting Avila and not her. She had offered herself to the god, and he refused, saying he didn't need her. How could they find Avila more attractive then she? Avila looked common compared to her.

Josana had long wavy black locks of hair while Avila had shoulder length blackish brown hair. Josana had dark black eyes that were erotic and enticing, while Avila had green eyes that looked like stones.

"Peh, I don't know what Bakura saw in that…Bitch!" Josana threw her goblet angrily at the near by wall and jumped to her feet. If only the Pharaoh had killed her like he had promised.

Josana snatched her cloak off the near by chair and angrily slipped it on.

"Where are you going Ms.?" A Nubian slave asked, opening the door for her angry mistress. "I'm going out…leave the light on for when I return…I'll be coming home late." And with that said she slammed the door shut behind her.

Avila slipped off the horse and rushed into the nearest bush she could find. "Ew..." Kuni muttered as her friend emptied her stomach into the greenery. "Poor Avy...that babes making her sick as a dog..." Kuni whispered as she watched her friends bent back quiver in agony.

"Did she even eat anything today?" Malik asked, looking over at Kuni. Kuni shook her head. "Malik, it's the baby...she doesn't need to eat anything in order to puke...the child is making her sick..." Malik nodded his head in understanding. "Yep, it's Bakura's alright!" He threw his head back and laughed, only to receive a swift kick from Kuni. "Knock it off and stop being so loud!" Kuni gritted. Malik realized her meaning and glanced over at the still slumped over Avila.

Avila wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and heaved a sigh. "I swear...I hate being pregnant...and it's only been a month!" she shook her head and sat back on her heels. "Good thing it's only going to happen once..." she whispered while gently placing a hand to her stomach. "I vow here and now, that there will be no other man...No other man that I will fall in love with...this child...will be my only child." With that said she clenched her fists and look upwards, as if pleading with Ra himself.

"Avila?" Kuni asked, stepping towards Avila's form. Avila didn't even notice her friend, she continued to stare off into the distant, clutching her stomach and raising her fist into the air.

Kuni took another step forward, afraid of the death stare her friend had on her face.

"Avy? Are...Are you alright?" She stammered, afraid of what her friend's reaction would be.

When Avila answered, her voice was chilling and cold, making Kuni's blood freeze in her veins.

"Where is Josana staying? I'm going to kill her. Make her pay for all that she has done. This pain that she's making me feel…"

Kuni took a step back and shook her head. "No, Avila…You can not go after her…not while you're pregnant."

Avila turned sharply and stared at her friend with death chilling green eyes.

"Don't tell me I can't do this…My child is strong. It survived through my whipping and it will survive through this. Besides, it's not like Josana can fight back." Avila climbed to her feet and brushed off her tunic.

"Oh Avy…" Kuni reached in arm out, unsure of what she should do. She wanted to hug her and try and ease the pain, but knew that it wasn't that easy. "I'm going after her Kuni…you can't stop me."

The halls were deserted and empty, due to the grand feast being held in the throne room. Torches that lit the halls slowly burned out, giving the hall a deathly chill and shadow. This is how he liked to do his work, in the dark and unnoticed.

'They think that I am dead! The great Thief king? Ha! How could they think they could kill me that fast!'

Bakura smirked to himself as he pushed open one of the doors. His eyes glittered with happiness as he was greeted by trunks of gold. "Won't that great smug Pharaoh be upset to learn that one, I am still hail and hearty, and two that I robbed him blind!" Bakura shoved all that was in front of him into his sack, knowing that it would be enough to satisfy. "For Avila and our child..." He whispered to himself. As if he was giving himself an excuse to rob the Pharaoh. He didn't need one before.

Bakura shrugged and tried to shove more into his sack, making it so full that he couldn't close it. He smiled to himself, happily, then slung it onto his shoulder. Now, for plan two. Leave the Pharaoh a warning. Make him quiver on his throne and wait for the day when Bakura would come back and torture him, make him suffer, then kill him.

Bakura slowly walked back into the dark hall. He looked down both directions and froze as he saw a pair of figures headed his way. He pushed himself into the wall, watching them with weary eyes, thankful the torches had gone out.

"My Pharaoh...Wait till I get you on that bed..." The girl attached to his side purred. Bakura tensed at the title and gritted his teeth. How he wanted to rap his hands around his throat, squeeze the air from his lungs, and make him go blue in the face. He balled his fist to stop himself from doing just that. Sure it was the perfect timing, but he wanted to get him where he had committed his crime. In his bed.

His guard would be down then, and he wouldn't expect to find Bakura there. Bakura smiled at the thought, him holding Atemu at his mercy, stark naked in his bed. Atemu would never feel safe again. Not alone at least.

Bakura waited till they passed his hiding spot then turned the corner. He grinned to himself as he began to slowly follow them. He turned the corner and chuckled as he watched the Pharaoh open his royal chambers and dismiss the guards outside. Boy was Bakura going to have fun.

(1) I found this hilarious...he doesn't have names for all of his concubines...can you imagine how many he has? So he just gives them numbers...he probably even forgets those too...and imagine how many Alignment children he has...(snickers) He probably populated half of Egypt.

OK, thank you all for your reviews…I don't have time to respond to them…so…Until next chapter! Sorry this one is so short…I had writers block…again…ech!