Royals and Thieves
By Krystal Fox alias Youkiyra Solar
Krystal Fox: I shall continue the story about Yami and his friend Bakura. I do not own any of the Yu-Gi-Oh characters or any of the series.
Chapter 2 Problems of Pilfering
The morning sun was like a bright like is dry, tired eyes. Bakura rose exhausted. Restu had ordered him to start stealing harder objects at the cost of a severe whipping.
"Bakura!!" a voice downstairs called anger in his voice. Bakura winced and rose, the world spun a couple seconds then he headed down stairs a splitting headache throbbing in his head. Down the 19 steps one platform and 4 more steps, through the hallways to the front room where his father literally lived.
"I was waiting Bakura have you lost the speed of your legs to get down here swiftly? Or is it that you don't have enough responsibility?" His father spat at his son.
"No Reshtu I went to bed 4 hours ago don't I deserve a few more hours sleep?" Bakura said anger tinged in his voice
"I called you down here because I have seen improvement in your style of stealing. I have an important mission to give you. You are to steal from the ancient cavern of mirrors. Steal the small golden mirror of truth." Reshtu said with a glimmer in his old eyes. His brown hair was flaked with white and his tan skin worn and many wrinkles but this did not hide the malice and hate and incredible strength hid behind that old body.
"You what?" Bakura said very startled.
"You heard me boy. Steal the gold mirror of truth. I expect it in my hands before the end of the week." Then turned and began to examine some jewels recently stolen. This showed that this was the end of conversation leaving no room for argument.
Bakura slightly dazed went out into the old courtyard. Upon entering one could tell that only one corner of the once green courtyard was dried and cracked. The cobblestones old and broken. They had gone into disrepair since the day Reshtu was given news of his beloved wife's death.
Sitting in the courtyard Bakura thought of the Cavern of Mirrors. This certain cavern was a favorite because of all the shiny stones that reflected like mirrors. This cavern had many precious jewels in it, a thief's paradise. The greatest treasure was the golden mirror of truth. This mirror had been a gift of the "gods" especially Ra. It was a mirror that when held by one with true intentions of kindness would relieve to him all that could be wanted, whatever the hearts desire.
Though the best soldiers guarded all this, shadow guards beasts and monsters of the shadows.
They were dangerous and deadly. They were different from just soldiers they could sense ones presence before you even entered the cavern. But worse, he would be stealing from his best friend.
"I'm going to die. I will never get this item for my father, and then he will kill me. What will I do?" He collapsed to the ground feeling miserable.
Then thought back to when his father was kind and nice to him. "Why did it have to change? Mother why did you have to die? Why did you leave me here all alone?" He put his face in his arms and started a good cry that he had needed for many weeks. All the months of stress he poured out in those bitter tears.
On a whisper of wind it seemed to bring his mother's voice, "You're not alone, you have a friend."
At those words he remembered his friend Atem. "Well, at least I still have one friend, who cares about me. That is if he can forgive me."
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"Your majesty, how would you like your eggs this morning?" Yami's steward asked him.
"I would prefer no breakfast this morning." Yami said irritated.
"Are you sure? Is your health alright? Are you sure you're eating enough?" The steward asked.
"YES!!! Now enough. I've had enough. I am taking the day off. If I don't I will blow up at everyone in the court." Atem then turned and prepared to leave, gathering his royal robes off the nearby chair.
"Your majesty, Kiba Seth wished to speak with you, he is in the cavern of Mirrors." The steward seeing his master's anger.
Atem nodded and then turned out of the room and walked to the cavern. Entering past the two large shadow guards at the entrance and the many relatives of Chaos and Dark patrolling the halls.
Entering the truth room found Kiba Seth leaning over some papers and scrolls with the truth mirror inches away from his fingertips guarded by Chaos the Dark magician of chaotic power himself.
Chaos nodded at his master but didn't say much more.
"Kiba what is the matter that you asked for me here?" Atem said walking in beside him.
"Friend, I sense bad things are afoot. I have used this mirror to the extent that it has allowed me. It has shown me dangers, glimpses of what will happen. It showed me a ship, a foreign ship coming up the Nile, with war machines on its deck. Then it showed men with swords brutally killing every person they saw. Then the fighting stopped and the leader of this evil group seemed to meet a person, that person was your friend Bakura. He greeted him and showed him our secrets our secret ways. I am sorry to bring you that news but that is what it has showed me. I shall ponder over it some more and we will talk more later." Kiba Seth then turned to his papers and scrolls gathered them up and left.
The chief Priest of Egypt left leaving the Pharaoh confused and upset.
Turning to Chaos, "Chaos, what if Kiba says is true? I could never think a cruel thing such as that to be in my friend's even mind. I must see him. I still have his gift for me to give." He smiled and left.
Chaos thought, "I had better see about this prediction. I shall go borrow the millennium necklace again and see about this." (Funny how Chaos always knows everything, now we know.)
Atem went to his chambers and sat on his bed; as soon as he sat down two fuzz balls, also known as Kurebos, attacked him. They loved him, tickling his face and arms.
"Kree, Kree Love, Love." The Kurebos said over and over to him.
"Yes, I know you love me. How would you like to visit a friend of mine?" he asked them.
He thought "Perhaps he will be there this time."
"Kree, Kree, Friend, friend." They started to repeat over and over.
"I will take that as a yes to it." He laughed and grabbed him gray yaka then went to the window to escape with two kurebos bouncing like balls behind him.
Taking back allies and roads went along laughter in his voice as he talked with the Kurebos and they playfully repeated whatever word they liked the best.
"Would you like some blueberry muffin my friends? " He asked the two bouncing balls.
"Kree, Kree , Berry balls, Kree, Kree, Berry balls." They said.
Yami laughed and went to some nearby stalls that kept his identity secret when he went there. The woman smiled and gave him his purchase. Although he paid a tremendous amount for it the lady had argued that she should give him his change back but she had lost that battle years ago.
He went back the two bouncing balls and gave them each a piece of the muffin and continued on their way. Arriving at Bakura's gateway the Kurebos suddenly went berserk. Bouncing off all the walls or anything for that matter even into Yami.
From inside the courtyard Bakura heard the sounds of laughter and a oomph and scuffling of small something's. Leaving the courtyard found his friend pinned to the ground Hyper fur balls bouncing on his stomach, making Yami's laughing turn into gasping for air.
Bakura concerned for his friend yanked the balls off and Helped Yami up.
The Kurebos though took this as a sign that he was going to hurt their master. They looked angry, eyes turning red and fur puffing up, then they charged.
At the last second Yami saw his friend's danger and pushed his friend out of the way and took the blow himself. It sent him flying across the courtyard and landing very hard on the cobblestones hitting his head.
The Kurebos confused and worried scampered over to Atem and were nudging him to wake up.
Bakura stood and achingly walked over. After examining his friend found his friend had a concussion, and a deep cut covering the nape of his neck. Yami had paled considerably after he had gone unconscious. To Bakura's amazement of his memory he could think of no time that his friend had been hurt except the time they had first met , what a tragic meeting?
Flash Back:
Yami had escaped his literature instructor once again. He despised his teachers they gave him no consolation on the problems on his mind or whether he could go out and find friends. He had been without friends for 8 years of his life what is another year of it?
Bakura was traveling with is Mother to town that day her smile contagious. He was learning his writing skills that afternoon then the study of ancient script. Few commoners learned that, but he was no commoner, he was the son of the King of Thieves.
He happened to leave his mother for a couple of minutes to find his street friends when he saw some mean bullies pushing a small well dressed boy around cruelly. Going over pushed his way in and said, "Do you really think that you should be doing that?"
"Why shouldn't we, you thief?" The tallest of them all.
"If you want you can try." bakura said a smile on his pale face. "Or are you too scared to?"
The older boy angered went dashing towards Bakura only to be knocked aside and punched in the jaw. The others charged and in less then 4 minutes all the other boys were either unconscious or fleeing. Turning Bakura saw the younger boy had a deep cut on his arm and looked very pale. As the boy stood to thank Bakura he swayed and then fell to the ground unconscious.
Concerned for the boy had picked him up and taken him to his mother. Later he found out that he had saved the Pharaoh's son. Only heir to the throne.
"Bakura my son, this boy has lost a lot of blood he will have to stay in a bed for awhile." His mother's sweet voice said.
Yami had stayed at the royal thieves house for a day till he regained his strength. Then Bakura led him back through the streets to the palace entrance, where the guard at the guard swept the Prince away to somewhere in the castle.
End of flash back.
Bakura looked down at his friend. He went to the fountain and soaked a cloth and returned putting the cold cloth on his friend's neck. The coldness was chilling and succeeded to wake his friend. The Kurebos were Kreeing pitifully sad beside him upset that they hurt their master.
"That wasn't the best way to give my friend his gift." Atem said groggily sitting up.
"What gift? " Bakura asked helping his friend to a chair, then bandaging the wound on his neck.
"Why this Kurebo." Atem said picking up the fur ball on his lap. "This is my gift to you. I have one and you have the other. As long as we live we can always find each other with these Kurebos."
"Thank you my friend, it is a gift well appreciated." Bakura said petting the fuzz ball loving him.
"kree, kree Master." Bakura's Kurebo said very fondly to him.
Yami laughed, "It seems to have taken to you like a drop of water in the Nile." Bakura shook his head and smiled. He hadn't felt this happy since the last time his friend was free for a daytime afternoon.
"Oh my worthy friend I must warn you that you should not give the Kurebo any blueberry muffin it gives it unnatural strength , goes bonkers and then it goes to sleep snoring like now I learned that the hard way." He said pointing at the two sleeping kurebos.
"Well, much to say the least my friend I must go. Being the Pharaoh of Egypt gives responsilities that I will never be able to get rid of like when I was a Prince. So I must leave. But as I have always said, you are welcome in my home and I encourage you to come and visit." Atem said rising.
"And how many times must I say that a thief is not welcome in a royals home no matter how close a friend his is to it's master." Bakura said just as stubborn.
Laughing Atem Hugged him and said" I hope you can be at the Jewel Festival at the end of this week. I will look for you." Then waving good-bye to Bakura's Kurebo took up his own Kurebo and left giving his friend one last smile before disappearing into the street.
Krystal Fox: Time to thicken the plot and I encourage Ideas that all you out there have for this story
Bakura's Kurebo: Kree, Kree, Munch Munch Hiney Kree?
Krystal Fox: Not yet Kurebo don't give away the next chapter. I would like to keep it a secret.