Hey! I'm back! FINALLY! Sorry, but I've been really, super busy and -says any excuse that comes to mind- Anyways, I've been trying to get an idea and finally got one! YAY! I hope you like it!

Plus, this is probably only going to have fluff, so if you want a full-blown romance, you're in the wrong place. Sorry! I'm just not that good at the romantic stuff! So, I hope you enjoy!

IF I DON'T GET 3 REVIEWS OUT OF THIS, I'M NOT PUTTING UP ANOTHER CHAPTER! I can just focuse on my One Piece story, if I don't discontinue that because of reviews either... If not, then I'll focuse on... FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST! WOO! My new obsession! AND THIS! So REVIEW!

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Disclaimer: It's not even funny how far I am from owning anything but the storyline, the Three Devils name, and Aya.

Chapter 14 -WOOHOO!- A Sense Of Deja Vu

Aya pulled her hood down farther over her face, the thought of being caught both mortifying and dreadful. They were finally doing it. The thing they'd been preparing to do for over four months now: they were to sneak back into the castle and kill Seth, steal the Millennium Rod and, contrary to Ryou and Aya's belief, steak the Puzzle as well. That part was up to Bakura, seeing as no one else was willing to try.

Ryou took the brunette's hand, squeezing it comfortingly. The look in his eyes clearly stated, "Everything's going to be okay, trust me." She calmed a bit, still wary of the "better" guards that were supposedly guarding the palace.

Bakura waved his hand, spurring the horse into action. They quickly took their spots, hiding behind the barrels and crates of food to be supplying the feast. There was another Suitor's Ball happening, since, supposedly, one had never happened before in the Pharaoh's eyes.

"Okay," Aya whispered, eyeing Bakura warily. "So we're all sneaking in, but why, might I ask," she questioned, pointing to her person, "am I wearing something like this?" Underneath the robes was a dress-gown, which was a midnight blue with slender straps and a semi-loose fit. Her hair had, for once, been tied back, though her bangs hung in her face. The tips had been colored with berry juice near the thief's hideout. In other words, she looked way too girly for her taste.

Bakura smirked an amused smirk, chuckling slightly and turning to his younger brother. "She still hasn't figured it out, has she?" The kind-hearted thief shook his head slightly, smiling. Bakura looked back over Diablo de Morca. "We're sending you in as one of the bastard's suitors. You were last time, correct?"

Aya's jaw dropped in an uncharacteristic gape. "YOU EXPECT M-!" Four hands slapped over her mouth to prevent from her spoiling the mission and screaming out at them. Ryou thought it might end up like that, but he thought that, for once, she might have actually kept a level head. So much for that.

Once she calmed down, Ryou spoke up. "We need you to distract them all as we sneak up behind the thrones. If you can do that, nothing can go wrong." Aya cringed, noticing the one fact they'd over-looked.

"Even if I do, I'm as good as dead. All of the people in the Palace believe me to be a thief and Seth is out for my blood? Did you even once think of that? He'll recognize me in an instant!" she commented harshly.

Bakura opened his mouth to protest, then closed it. He'd been stumped. "Shit!" he cursed, punching his palm. "I can't believe I forgot that!" He fumed for a few more minutes.

"Actually," Ryou murmured. "He might not realize it's you. You've grown a lot and you look different from when you left, so maybe it's drastic enough to vouch for itself!"

Aya smiled. Maybe he's right… she thought, watching as the suitor's carriage pulled closer. "Okay, then how do I get on that carriage?" she questioned, thumbing in its direction.

Bakura grinned mischievously. "Leave that," His eyes glinted with an evil glee. "To me."

Atemu stood as the princesses waltzed in, each nodding towards him. He nodded back, acknowledging their presence in general. Though he looked to be paying full attention to the females presenting themselves, his mind was on other manners. Malik was one of these many topics.

After 3 months of unconsciousness, he'd woken up, fitter than a fiddle. Plus, once he realized she wasn't there, he'd asked to see some girl by the name of Aya. Soon afterwards, Seth's guards had dragged him off for something. What was it?

Suddenly, he saw it. A brunette walked in, dark blue dress flowing behind her. A sudden sense of déjà vu washed over him, stunning him silent. Where did he recognize this girl from? What was so special about her? He pondered this until the music began to play, signaling the start to the ball.

Bakura and Ryou snuck into the castle, but not without trouble.

"And I thought the new guards might actually put up a better fight…" the crimson-eyed thief murmured, signaling for his brother to follow him. Ryou quickly apologized and dashed after his brother, towards the secret entrance to the throne room.

How do they know of this, you ask? Well, Aya, having lived in the castle for quite some time, knew her way around well and had sketched a map of the interior. It was amazing the detail of it.

Bakura scoffed silently. She even knows where the armors are…

They soundlessly bounded past a dark room, hidden in the shadows. Suddenly, Bakura stopped, sending Ryou flying into him. "Ouch! Nii-san(1)! What was that for?" the brown-eyed brother questioned.

The Thief King just stared back at the eyes from the darkness. "It seems they've sent a guard." he mumbled. Violet eyes peered from his haven in the absence of light…

For those of you who don't already know:

(1) Nii-san: Brother. So CUTE!

Anyways, don't forget my threat! Trust me, I've already ended my Danny Phantom story because of it.
I'M NOT AFRAID TO DO IT AGAIN!

Well, I hope you enjoyed it!

(---Hikari---)