Chap. 2

Pacing didn't ease this young man's nerves. He stood on a beautiful balcony, looking over the stoned railings. The city from this height looked absolutely beautiful, almost breath taking. " Why is he on my mind? " The young man uttered. " Why? I need to forget about him, forget about the past. " The young man sat on the ground, no longer being able to see the sleeping city.

" Everyday, every moment, when the sun raises, even after, when the moon is wore as a pendent high in the sky... I'm ambush with work. " The young man muttered, he was finely dressed. Decked out in gold, and wore a crown.

A servant walked into view suddenly. " Pharaoh Atemu! Do you feel well? "

Atemu lifted his head, and got up from the ground. " Yes... I do. Please... Leave me be. Make sure no one, not even my priests bother me at the moment. "

The servant bowed and slowly walked out of the room, leaving the Pharaoh be.

Atemu stood there a while longer, he turn around to look back at the city. " Bakura... You're the King of Thieves now... and I'm...a Pharaoh. " Atemu leaned on the stone railing looking over the sleeping city. He squint his eye's as he peered over an old house. A house filled with memories... his memories. A house he ordered to forever remain empty.

Atemu's eye's dimmed as he started to remember something that had happened in the house long ago.

Younger Atemu whimpered and cowered as a bad storm over started to get louder, and louder. The younger Bakura sat on the floor, eating a piece of meat he managed to steal for the two of them. A loud boom was heard, and Atemu made a loud gasp and tried to duck from the loud noise. He muttered to himself. " The gods... they are mad at me for leaving! "

Bakura, hearing Atemu whisper, turn, and looked at the younger boy. " What? " Atemu lifted his teary eye's and whimpered.

" The Gods... they are angry! "

Bakura rolled his eye's, he got up and walks over to Atemu. " Honestly, I do not know why I continue to hide you... you act to much like a baby at times... "

Atemu frowned. " I am still a mere-child..."

Bakura puffed out his chest, the storm still heavy over head. " That's what adults say about us Atemu! Come on! Grow up and stop being so scared! "

Atemu looked away from Bakura. " I can't when I can hear the Gods yelling. "

Bakura sat on the old, rag bed he had made for himself, and Atemu to sleep in. " Then don't pay attention to them... All they can do right now is yell. "

Atemu flinched as a loud crack was heard over head. " I can't, NOT pay attention!"

Bakura growled, he made a jester with his finger at Atemu. " Come here... I know a way..."

Atemu blinked, he got up from the ground, and walked over to Bakura couriously " What is it 'kura? "

" You trust me right, Atemu? " Bakura asked, looking at him straight in the eye's.

" I wouldn't be here right now if I didn't, 'kura..." Atemu replied.

Bakura brought Atemu closer. " I'll teach you a little something then..." He said as he lifted the skirt of Atemu's clothes.

Atemu gasped as he felt small, rough fingers on him, where no one ever touched before. " 'KURA! "

Bakura smirked a little. " Trust me... This will feel good, and get your mind off of the Gods..."

The feeling of what Bakura did to him that night ran through his head. He whimpered and arched a little, gripping the railing tightly. Remembering every moment of pleasure Bakura had brought him that night.

A blush grew across his cheek's as he felt himself getting hard. He shock his head madly. He was supposed to be the Divine Pharaoh! He wasn't supposed to be thinking like this, or wishing someone so evil to be next to him, and help him remove this pain away, like he did when they were kids.

Atemu stood there, not thinking about his erection any more. He looked at the sleeping city and sigh. " You've poison me Bakura. "

He turned around and started to head towards his bed, only to stop suddenly when he heard something behind him. The Pharaoh whipped around to find the King of Thieves standing there on the balcony, slowly walking over to him.

" SUCH a beautiful night, don't you agree? My dear old friend? " Bakura asked as he tilt his head to the side.

Atemu stepped back and growled. " Friend? We're now friends again! "

Bakura glared at him. " The scar on my eye... your one of the reasons I got it... REMEMBER! "

Atemu stepped father back from Bakura's advances. " Y-you had tried to steal from the temple! "

Bakura smirked. " With your help. " Bakura stop walking towards Atemu, he looked over his shoulder. " You don't get a good view of our old hiding spot from here... but you can still see it. "

Atemu look around frantically, for a weapon, something he could use to defend himself.

With out even looking, Bakura lifts his hands. " I didn't come to hurt you today Atemu! " He turn his head to look at Atemu, his back still to Atemu. " I have no arms, I only have rope... Rope I used to help me get here. " He turned fully to face Atemu. A stern look on his face. " I just came to talk today. "

" We haven't talked since- "

Bakura held up the millennium ring up. " Since I got this basically... "

Atemu wrinkle up his nose. " What did you came here for? What is it you want to talk about 'Kura! "

Bakura raised his brow. " Still calling me 'kura are we? " Atemu blush.

" Old habits die hard!" Atemu replied as he tried to recover himself.

" Really? " Bakura answer. He walk over to the balcony. " I just came... to see if you still think about the past..."

Atemu look at Bakura. " What is wrong with you? Your out of Character..."

Bakura smirked. " I want to be, for just today... for just this moment. "

Atemu blink, he sat on a chair near his bed, a chair that he'd always sat on when his servants would change his clothes. " I do... at times still think about the past... our old friendship... "

Bakura smirk into the darkness a little. " I saw... Just now on this balcony... " He chuckle. " Atemu... You are the Pharaoh... such thoughts shouldn't come to your mind!"

Atemu turn red and looked away from Bakura. " You don't think about those moments? The moments where you took me? Willingly over and over again? "

" Of course I do!" Bakura gripped the railings growling. " And I also think about... what if... what if you never came back home... what if... I stayed to be your friend... What if... we became lovers..."

Atemu was removing his gold, but ended up dropping his crown when he heard Bakura's last sentence. " Lovers? " Atemu let slip from his mouth. He wasn't going to admit it, that he also wondered the same thing as Bakura. " The whole world would turn on us! AND THAT'S A SILLY IDEA! "

Bakura turn, and face Atemu, watching him remove the rest of his gold. He came over to hip, sweeping up the crown. " Funny how you thought about the world first, instead of it being silly..." He placed Atemu's crown on the table before him, and look into Atemu's eye's... something he hasn't done since the last day, they hung out with each other as friends. " I don't care about the world, I don't care if it's a silly idea... Ever since I hit my teens... you've filled my mind. "

Atemu stare into Bakura's eye's. " 'Kura... what are you planning..."

Bakura lean in closer. " Hoping if I get one more lay from you... You'd forever be out of my mind..." Atemu lean back a little, trying to move his face away from Bakura's

" 'kura! That's not going to work!" Atemu said suddenly.

" How do you know?"

" I... I... don't..."

" Then shut-up..." He grabbed Atemu and threw him on the bed. " And forget who we are, where we are, and WHAT we are. Let us just think about screwing each other silly till we forget everything! " Bakura growled as he started to remove his clothes. He took off the millennium ring and put it on the table where Atemu's puzzle laid.

" Let us just have fun!"