It was always so easy for the King of Thieves to sneak past all of Pharaoh Atemu's guards. "Hn, maybe if this talk between me and the pharaoh goes well, I'll put a change to that." The white haired man said, as he smirked.
He stop, something in him was telling him he shouldn't go any farther. His eyes glance around. Nothing, no signs of danger anywhere. What was making his senses go off like crazy? He stood there in the darkness, on top of a statue, near Atemu's balcony. He was only a hop away to enter the Pharaoh's room. He inched closer to the Pharaoh's balcony. "I know my pet wouldn't do anything to harm me now after all the fun we've had these past weeks." He muttered as he tried to listen to any sound that may come out of the Pharaoh's room.
All he heard was Atemu pacing around in his room, flipping, something, in his hand. Bakura closes his eyes as he tried to become more aware of what was around Atemu. The door suddenly opened in Atemu's room, and he heard the one voice he dread hearing.
"Pharaoh Atemu!" Seth ( A/N: Or Seto.. w/e.. ) growled. "Some of your people have reported to the guards that they've seen Bakura heading over here..."
Atemu look over to Seth. "Ah?"
Bakura curse under his breath. He was less careless today as he snuck towards the palace.
Atemu did not know what to do. After all, he was having a secret relationship behind his people's back, behind everyone in the palace's back… "Has anything happen yet? Anything stolen? Anyone murdered?" Atemu asked, not wanting to hear that Bakura has murdered anyone.
Bakura sigh. Lucky for him, he didn't do any of that in 2 days.
Seth sighed. "No, my Pharaoh."
Atemu sigh. "Seth, maybe the person who said this, was in hopes that they throw the palace in panic." He crosses over to Seth. "My friend, I think there is nothing to worry about yet…"
Seth sneer a little. "Is it okay, Pharaoh Atemu that I post a little more guards, just in case."
Atemu stood there, a little stuck now. What if Bakura could not get through all the guards? A sudden thought cross his mind, it was Bakura, the King of Thieves… This guy could do almost anything. "Feel free to do anything you like Seth…" Atemu then turn his attention to the balcony. "I would like to be left to think to myself."
Seth nods as he slowly left Atemu's room. Right when the door close, Bakura made his appearance on the Balcony. "You know your guards wouldn't be able to stop me…" Bakura sneered at the Pharaoh.
The Pharaoh stood his ground, gazing out in the distance, as an arrogant smirk appears on his face. "I know 'Kura, I know." He turns his gaze on Bakura. "That's why I didn't care what Seth did." Atemu went back into his room. "Come now, the night sky gives my skin the chills."
Bakura enter the Pharaoh's room, the sent of honey reach his nose. He saw a plate of grapes on Atemu's dresser, and automatically, went over, and plucked a grape off. "I hate royalty…" Bakura growled.
Atemu look over to Bakura, smiling. "Is that so?" He sat on his bed as he saw Bakura pop the grape in his mouth.
Bakura lean against the dresser as he looks at Atemu, square in the eyes. "Yes, you always get the best of things, without the thrill of getting it."
Atemu shrugged a little as he leans forward on his bed. "I'm sorry you see it that way..."
Atemu sighed. "But, let's get onto what I really, want to talk about."
"Shoot..." Bakura said as he plucks another grape, and popped it in his mouth.
Atemu laces his fingers together as he put them in his lap. "You see Bakura; I don't care what the palace thinks anymore about me and you."
" You should..." Bakura chimed in. "Because you see, my dear Atemu, they CAN make your rule harder. Besides… a thief and a Pharaoh together? What problems that could bring... let alone both being males."
The Pharaoh stood suddenly. "I DON'T CARE. I want to be closer to you. I want to be with you. Even if they kick me off my throne. I wouldn't care, at all... As long as I am with you." Bakura stood there, amazement written on his face.
"Pharaoh?" Bakura asked, as Atemu closed the distance between them. Atemu pull out the Millennium Ring from Bakura's coat.
"Do you know, after we got together, how many times, I could have took this back?" He looked Bakura in the eye. "But I didn't... Because, I started to look at it... as... an engagement present... from me... to you."
"En-" Bakura was lost in words. "Pharaoh... Do you wish to claim, the un-claimable?" Bakura asked, amazed that the Pharaoh would really chose him, and only him.
The Pharaoh nods. "Yes... and I don't care if I have to go to almighty Ra, and stay there for millenniums to convince him, how sure I am of this."
Bakura could not believe it, but he recovered with a smirk as he ran a finger on the Pharaoh's cheek. "Fine, I don't care anymore either."
Atemu smile was the brightest Bakura ever remember. "Good, good. Now Bakura... What do you want to do now?"
Bakura cross his arms. "Shag you silly."
Atemu blushes. "Ah, W-well, we'll do that later... but I meant... Do you want to live here in the palace? "
Bakura look away from the Pharaoh, he seriously did not think about this. "Sure. Why not?" The Pharaoh smiled again, but it faded as Bakura added more. "BUT! The moment we get shit from your people, from anyone. We run away, and you try the life of a thief."
Atemu stood his place in front of Bakura; his eyes went down to the Millennium Ring. "Okay, deal."
Bakura chuckles. "Okay, now, onto OTHER items on my to-do list..." He cackled as he threw the Pharaoh onto the bed and started to have his ways with him.
To be continued