Shojo Untainted: G day all. Sorry this story hasn't been updated because of assessments. Fucken hell its been…well….hell. Oh and I would like to say sorry for all the Yanks and Poms (Americans and English) who have to sit there and watch the gay add we are sending over. Canada is bitching about it because we have beer on it, yeah I'm sorry on behalf of Australia.
Disclaimer: Yugioh does not belong to the Authors of this story, Z Star the Hidden Dragon only owns her own character that is appearing in this story.
Chapter Two:
A Fight at Midnight
The moon bathed everything caught under the darkness with an earthy glow, so no one would be lost in the sun's shadow. But unfortunately most people use the night to cover up their villainous deeds. Like our anti-hero here. Bakura ran with the pharaoh over his right shoulder, with a couple of ravenous guard dogs on his tail, barking like mad! Luckily for Bakura, no one had noticed Yami's absence yet, due to the fact they were all in deep sleep or daydreaming.
Damn it! The pharaoh weighs a tonne! How can he be such a small weakling, yet be so heavy? Stupid pharaoh! When I'm done with him, I'll cut him into little pieces! Then he won't be so fat! Ha! The Thief King smirked. Hmm… maybe it's his hair too! I'll chop all that off as well! Hehe I do amuse myself.
If Yami had been awake, he surely would have kicked Bakura in the face by now. But his unconsciousness was against him. Poor Yami… out cold while the Thief King cackled at his evil thoughts…
Hahahahaha! YAMI BALD! Yami the bald pharaoh!
Which distracted him from the shadow that followed him and his hostage. The dark figure ran on the side of the wall, until it was the correct moment to jump. With one great leap, the shadow jumped out in front of the two other men. Bakura backed away and held onto the hilt of his dagger.
There stood a hooded figure, covered head to toe in blue robes, you couldn't see any skin. His hood hid even his face. The masked warrior gripped his weapon of choice, a scythe, in his right hand. The crescent blade beamed in the moonlight, just itching to get into a fight. The stranger seemed foreign, due to his pale skin that glowed in the delicate luminescence. Bakura had to admit; his skin looked flawless.
What the hell! I would never admit that in 5,000 years! Bakura shook his head and went back to glaring at the person who dared to block his path. What the hell! What does this prick want?
"Get out of my way you jackass!" He snapped. But his opponent did not seem affected. He kept his cool demeanor and didn't even flicker an eyelash at the Thief King's command. "Listen, I do not have time to mess around with a little punk, as you can see I have to get out of here. So stop being a retarded bathrobe albino and move!" Bakura growled, taking out his rusty knife from its sheath. Why he called the other guy an Albino, well he ran out of insults.
The younger rival didn't seem to be phased by Bakura's insults at all. It only planted a smirk on the scythe wielder's lips. The young warrior was filled with confidence that his plan would not fail.
"I will move… after I've challenged you to a battle. If I win, you let the pharaoh go… If you win, I let you pass without getting your ass kicked." He said. Bakura's eyes widened to the size of plates, but only for a second. A chuckle escaped his lips, this crafty warrior reminded him of himself.
"Why should I bother to pick a fight with a scrawny weakling? 'cough!' Albino 'cough'! Especially when I get nothing out of it? I'd beat you in three seconds flat." Bakura smirked. The scythe warrior's smile grew to ear. He knew Bakura would want something, being the greedy thief he was. So he had something that the Thief King might just wanted to get his grubby little hands on…
"My, my, my, jumping to conclusions already huh? I suppose if you don't want a fight, then you wouldn't want this…" The scythe wielder took something out of his garments, that unveiled a white light which could blind even a sightless man. Bakura gasped at the sight, of what his worthy opponent held in his hand. It was the first of the Seven Stars! "Or would you?"
"… GIMME! GIMME! GIMME!" Bakura yelled waving his arms up and down.
"Only if you beat me!" The warrior smiled. But for a second, Bakura calmed down and his mischievous smirk and roguish expression returned.
"Do tell me this, young warrior… Why would you risk losing something that could give you anything you wanted in the world, for the safety of the pharaoh?" Why do you want him back in his little castle? What do you get out of it? I wonder…" Bakura questioned. It was hard to tell in the dark, but Bakura could have sworn that the scythe holder was blushing! Blushing like a little schoolgirl! Was Bakura seeing things?
"None of your damn business!" The flustered scythe warrior yelled in a slightly more feminine voice. He gasped, covering his mouth. "I mean, none of your damn business!" He repeated in a more masculine voice, gripping tightly on his weapon, with a dangerous glint in his eye. "Let's fight!" Bakura smirked and tossed the pharaoh aside into the corner, with Yami's purple pendent flashing a white light, on and off, just by being near one of the Seven Stars. I wonder why though?
"If you insist getting your ass kicked!" Bakura teased. Instantly, his opponent was ready to attack, jumping into the air and swung his scythe at Bakura. He did not count having his attack to backlash him, sending the warrior against the wall. The scythe warrior groaned in pain, slowly regaining his strength to study his opponent. Again Bakura had held the seven-pointed star in his hand that had protected him.
(A/N: Shojo Untainted: Hey Curley sorry about the obsession with albinos. Z Star: That's all right, oh and no offense to the albinos reading this:) Anyone who wants Albino loving, go read my fic Childhood Sweethearts! Yami: Stop making adverts in the middle of the fic! They want to read THIS fic now, not other ones!)
"The Star of Asim!" The masked warrior gasped.
"Ah yes, I assume you know the legend. Handy little thing isn't it? I wonder how you're going to defeat me without being able to touch me, that would be a good trick wouldn't it? Sadly no one has been able to get passed it without being vaporized. You might as well hand over the star-Ah!" Bakura gasped when suddenly, The Star of Asim was knocked out of his hand by the crescent of a scythe. The green star scattered across the sand into a convenient place for the scythe wielder, but not for Bakura… he had the warrior's scythe blade at his neck. He had to be careful to not make the other flinch.
"Too slow!" The masked warrior chuckled. "Oh dear, I wonder who you will get out of this little situation, without being able to cheat? That would be a good trick, wouldn't it?" The warrior smirked, imitating Bakura. It was obvious he wanted revenge for what Bakura had said early about Yami… and perhaps his skin color too, but why?
"Shut up!" Bakura growled. If now was ever the time to think of a good (And sneaky) plan, now was the time! "Imitating me! How dare you! You are not worthy enough!" The victorious smile escaped from the sly warrior's lips, when he heard a groan coming from the King of Egypt. He turned to look at Yami stir, causing a gasp to escape the masked warriors lips. He looked away to make sure Yami was all right, giving Bakura a perfect opportunity. Getting his leg into position he kicked the scythe warrior where the sun didn't shine!
"ARGH! OH! AH! YOU BASTARD!" The warrior screamed, kneeling on his legs. Bakura cackled, raising his scythe over the poor warrior.
"Insulting a Thief King was the worst mistake you have ever made boy… too bad you'll have to learn that the hard way! So I kicked your ass!" Bakura smirked, ready to slice his opponent. But he did not expect his target to recover so quickly, by defending himself with his weapon. This was going to be an interesting battle indeed…
Soon the sound of metal clanging in the air became more frequent, as the rivals danced with their weapons, failing to slice their opponent in two. The scythe wielder tried to uppercut kick Bakura, but he blocked it with ease. The Thief king also tried another trick, by swinging his dagger at the warrior's legs. But he jumped out of the way, landed on his back and kicked Bakura right in the face! Not taking the blow so well, Bakura took his dagger and tried to stab his annoying advisory once more, but he rolled out of the way too quickly! But the Thief King did not give up so easily, he striked once more, cutting the scythe warrior's left arm as he jumped to his feet. He hissed in pain holding his arm. This was Bakura's lucky day for sure. He held his blade at the back of his victim's neck and made him kneel on his knees again.
The warrior closed his eyes, feeling death's cold breath upon him.
"I would like the first Star, if you please." Bakura asked sternly. The other gasped.
"You're not going to kill me?" He asked.
"No. I have no reason to kill you… but block my path again and you will not die a pretty death, understood?" Bakura growled. The defeated one nodded. "Now hand over the Star! I've won my prize fair and square."
But before the scythe warrior could even reach into his robes, the pharaoh's guards came, waving their swords about angrily. While Bakura was distracted by the raging stampede, the masked warrior kicked Bakura's feet, causing him to fall flat on his face! The hooded fighter grabbed the Thief King's dagger and ran off to a safer place.
"Thanks for the parting gift Tomb Robber! AND I AM NOT AN ALBINO! AND YOU CAN TALK! NEXT TIME CHECK YOUR HAIR COLOUR BEFORE YOU GO ACUSSING OF PEOPLE OF BEING SOMETHING THEY'RE NOT!"
"YOU SON OF A!" Bakura growled angrily. There was no way he could fight the guards on his own without his trusty dagger. He quickly picked up King Atemu and The Star of Asim, and started running faster then he had all his life! While avoiding the flying weapons that went his way, and keeping the pharaoh's head from being chopped off!
Damn masked warrior Albino! I will find you and cut you up until guts and blood are flying everywhere! Bakura thought angrily. Finally he had found his black stallion and rode off with the pharaoh as quickly as possible. The desert looked more inviting then ever! It was Bakura's sanctuary…
When he was out far enough, he stopped for camp. After laying the pharaoh at a comfortable spot, he started a fire to keep him warm from the cold desert night. He sat on a huge, puissant rock and began to think of the events that had just occurred only a few hours ago.
… I wonder how I could have been tricked like that? That man couldn't have been very strong, but speed is also a valuable aspect of battle…Next time I will not underestimate an opponent! It could have been my downfall… Hmm. I'm starting to feel hungry! I think I'll go hunting for food… argh wait! That stupid idiot took my dagger! ARGH! HOW AM I GOING TO RETRIEVE FOOD NOW!
"FREAKING ALBINO! Urgh…" A small groan came from a corner. Bakura was dragged out of his thoughts and his eyes set on the pharaoh. His lips curled upwards… so finally sleeping beauty awoke from his nap. Now Bakura could cheer himself up by torturing the poor King…
Slowly, a pair of violet eyes mixed with crimson began to open slowly, after blinking a couple of times. Yami snapped his eyes open and set his hand on his aching head. Finally Yami seemed to be conscious again, wiping the sand out of his eyes. He sat up and was horrified to see his surroundings. There he was out in the desert, with Bakura the Thief King smirking down at him.
"Hello Pharaoh Atemu… good to see you've joined the living…"
End of Chapter TwoZ Star: WHOOT! Another chapter done! Z Star: WHOOT! Another chapter done!
S- jo: Sorry about the obsession with albino's just the white skin reminded me of me mate. Damn I feel like pie. OK guy u know the drill review! And hopefully ill get my priorities right and update sooner---- Depending on reviews :D
Well done curley great chapter.
Z Star: Aww thanks mate! And I hope you didn't mind the little Authors note I put in (And you readers too). Remember my lovely Albinos! Don't flame! This is all just for good fun! You heard my friend, REVIEW! REVIEW! Please (insert chibi eyes here.)
Until then this is S- Jo sighing out
Z Star: And this is Good bye from me! Well until time…
Hoo roo
Z Star and Shojo Untainted.
Next time on The Adventures of Bakura the Thief King
Yami is awake and now the two can finally start their journey! But will the trip be a good one for the two kings? And what obstacle's are ahead?