Z Star: Ahem! Ok! To the people who have wandered into this fic, you're in for a treat! Cause me and my mate Shojo Untainted is writing a story together! Anything goes here! So be quiet, sit down and enjoy! And we don't own anything! Over to you Shojo…

Shojo Untainted: G day all! I'm like totally exited to see how this story goes…. I promised "curly" LOL that it would go to Broadway….. I would just like to say that I had my sports carnival today…and it was bloody like 49 degrease, and it was hot. So I'm going to England.

Z Star: But it's pretty cold up in England "boofhead". But I don't think you would care anyway;) On with the story!

Thinking

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(A.N: Authors' notes.)

HEY CURLY, ALL ME COMMENTS ARE LIKE IN CAPS SO YOU CAN SEE IT!

The Adventures of Bakura the Thief King:

The Pharaoh and The Seven Stars

Chapter One:

A 'Noble' Quest and A 'Friendly' Warning

"All right everyone! Shut up and listen!" The great thief Bakura yelled in front of thousands of his followers. All the noise died down and all eyes were on their outrageous lord. "Good! Now I! The GREAT! Thief King Bakura! The Best Thief in the world! Is going on a quest! But non-of you can come…because you can't. Does anyone have a question?"

A small hand shot up and waved about.

"Um… you! What do you have to say!" Bakura said crossing his arms, staring at the smallest thief in the entire place. The little boy fiddled with his robes and blinked several times. (HEY CURLY HOW CUTE!)

"W-well sir, I was just wondering where are you going? And why aren't you brining anyone with you? Aren't you afraid the Pharaoh will get you?" The bug eyed boy asked. Bakura smirked. He jumped down from his rock platform and patted the small child on the head, his pat getting harder until the other followers near by had to get the little boy out of the room. (Like ok that was gay but expand on that to make it Bakuras the bad boy!)

"That's a lot of questions! And I only asked for one! But you gave me like four, which is more than one because one comes after no before four! (EXPAND!)…..

Bakura looked confused, as did his followers.

" Where I go young man is a place of danger! And why I do not bring anyone with me? Because I will not endanger my people! And that is because I'm a loving person who cares about each and every one of you! (EXPAND) And am I afraid of the pharaoh? Ha! When pigs fly!" Bakura cheered, and the whole crowd did with him clapping and whistling and at Thief King's speech.

"But we don't have any pigs in Egypt." The boy said, with a bandage wrapped around his head.

Bakura raised his hand.

"Quiet boy!" Bakura growled under his breath.

"All hail Thief King Bakura!" The followers chanted, praising their leader as he left the cave with his black stallion, so start his brave adventure! Under the moonlight he rode across the gold desert sand towards Egypt.

Hee hee, brave quest my ass. When I find the seven stars, I'll be rich! And I won't have to share it with anyone! Especially those idiots! Now all I need to do is 'borrow' something from the pharaoh and I'll find them in no time! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! 'Cough, cough!' AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

And he disappeared into the night…

Elsewhere, someone with gravity defying hair in white robes was walking around the palace minding his own business. The young teen was bored out of his mind, airily looking around for some source of entertainment. Until he felt someone yank him into a corner, a hand covered his mouth so no one could hear him yell.

"Shh! Promise me, when I let go of you, you will not scream for the guards." A deep voice whispered in the boy's ear. The teen nodded and as soon as the stranger removed his hand, he shouted,

"Guards! There's a-Oomph!" The Pharaoh felt a piece of cloth wrapped around his mouth.

"I told you not to scream you idiot! Now if you don't keep your mouth shut, I'll shove this dagger into your spine!" The voice snapped, prodding the tri-coloured man with the sharp, rusty weapon. "Now listen to me. You are in very great danger if you don't heed my warning. The thief king Bakura is after you. He wants you to help him retrieve the Seven Stars that will grant him any wish he wants. But he can't do that without you, but I won't tell you why, not yet. So please, whatever you do, do not let Bakura capture you."

The captive was released, before he hit the ground. He quickly turned to see who had violated him in such a way, but when he looked there was no one there.

The scoundrel probably escaped out the window… wait! This is the first floor! He rushed to the window to look out into the sapphire night, searching for a mangled body or a running figure. But there was nothing. Nothing that he noticed. Especially the hooded form sitting on top of the window watching the gold clad man with a glint in its eye.

"Pharaoh! Pharaoh Yami! Are you all right?" One of the guards called, running to their king's side. Yami, still looking out the window with a forlorn stare, replied,

"Guards, search the premises for an intruder!" Yami Atemu ordered, and they did as commanded. That was the cue for the trespasser leave.

Pharaoh Yami sat on his hard, comfortable bed, wondering about what happened. It wasn't everyday that a dagger-wielding maniac came and gave you a warning about the thief king. But that voice did seem familiar… where did he hear it before? And what were these Seven Stars that he was talking about? And why did Bakura need him?

Maybe I'll ask Mahado about it tomorrow…Yami thought as he laid his head down and dozed off. He knew he could sleep safely, since the palace's finest guards were at his door. So Atemu had nothing to worry about, especially when he had his sword at his bedside.

The pharaoh jerked awake as he heard a crash beside him, almost causing the King of Egypt fall out of bed. He quickly lifted his head and looked the invader in his mahogany pools. An evil spark appeared in those eyes, accompanied by a smirk that would send most men running. Yami would know it from anywhere.

"Tomb robber!" Yami gasped stumbling and eventually grabbing his sword, holding it in front of him. He heard a cackling laugh.

"Pharaoh you know as well as I do I could kick your ass so don't even bother threatening me with them sharp sticks… Some one could get hurt" Bakura smirked, handling a large knife in his hand.

He grinned as he saw the expression on Yami's face

"I must say Pharaoh it has been a while since I have graced you with my presence!" He smirked "It' been too long."

"Get away from me you psycho path!" Pharaoh Yami screamed.

Bakura rolled his eyes.

"Is that the best insult you can come up with?" Bakura chuckled raising an eyebrow, enraging the king even more. Yami Atemu raised his sword and swiped it at the thief king. But no blood was spilled tonight; a green sphere had covered Bakura in a protective ball, knocking Yami into a wall. The tri-coloured haired man was knocked out cold. In one of Bakura's hands, he held a green, glowing seven-pointed star. The verdant light had reflected off Bakura's eyes, giving him a malicious image.

"Hehe, I don't know how I got by without you." Bakura cackled, putting the star in his pocket. He stared at the pharaoh's unconscious body. He kneeled down beside the sleeping beauty and turned him on his side. Hanging from Yami's neck, a dark purple gem that was trimmed with gold dangled from a chain. Bakura took his dagger and rubbed the rusty metal on the chain, making sure he didn't cut his hand. He kept doing this, but the darn chain would not break, even after ten minutes.

"OH FOR THE LOVE OF RA!" He yelled loud enough for the whole palace to hear. Bakura gasped, grabbing his mouth. But that wouldn't get rid of the guards.

"Pharaoh, are all right?" The guards outside asked, after knocking on the door.

Ah shit! Bakura mentally cursed, wondering to do. But an idea soon came, he coughed and warmed up his voice and… "OH! I am fine! I… just can't get my robes off! My uh…HAIR is blocking it from coming off! Silly things! Please get some of the maids to help me, please?" Bakura grinned, doing the best imitation of Yami, in his most snobbish, loud, crude, and surprisingly high pitched voice.

The guards outside sweat dropped and looked at each other. That did not sound like the pharaoh to them, but if it was, they thought it would be best to do as he commanded. So they both went off.

"As you wish your highness." Bakura smirked from behind the door, amazed at how incredibly foolish the pharaoh's protectors were. He looked back at Yami, thinking how on earth was he going to remove the Ra damned thing from Yami's neck.

"The clasp! Why didn't I think of this before?" Bakura grinned, looking for the clip of the necklace. He frantically searched for it, pulling the chain around, but there was none. There was no way that Yami could have taken it off. "OH DAMN IT! Now what do I do?" Before he could concoct an answer for his own question, he heard a mumble and a couple of footsteps coming towards his room. "For the love of! I'll just have to bring him with me." Bakura slung Yami over his shoulder, and carefully climbed out the window, escaping just as the hooded stranger had.

I wish could just cut the Pharaoh's head off, but the damn thing wouldn't work then! Oh well… maybe I'll have some fun torturing him, hehehe…

End of Chapter One

Shojo Untainted: OMG MATE! FANBLODY TASTIC!

Z Star: Aww thanks! Ok readers, we hoped you enjoyed this first chapter! Goodbye and come again!

Shojo Untainted: Ahhh great mate! Z star you body rock! Like this rocks more than the cricket! And I love cricket. Come on guys you know the idea review! Because I want to know what's gunna happen? Wonder if it will be a Bakura X Yami fic..hmmm. Ah well the only way ur gunna find out is if you review!

Next time on The Adventures of Bakura the Thief King…

Bakura runs into an unknown warrior that's looking for a fight, but what does he want? And what will happen when Pharaoh Yami wakes up?