Royals and Thieves
By Youkiyra Solar alias Krystal Fox
Krystal Fox: Let the story begin! Nothing of Yu-Gi-Oh Belongs to me it is all the creators of Yu-Gi-Oh to whom the original characters belong
I don't want to continue with silly intro. So let's begin the story.
Chapter 5 Life's many "joys"
The sun was gently rising and the colors of the morning going from purple to orange till a bright yellow sun filled the sky and the heat it brought spread over the earth. Yami Atem was in bed exhausted. The canopy on his bed a sheer curtain that had been pulled and the light was coming through it, he groaned and turned, as he did his face bumped a soft fuzzy something. Cracking an eye open he saw his Kurebo purring in his face and looking at him curiously.
"What do you want Hrist?"
"Kree Kree berry bun Kree Kree berry bun." Then the fuzz ball revealed 4 blueberry muffins from behind him and to Yami's horror it took a huge bite out of two of the muffin's all the while pushing the other two towards him.
"Hrist NO!!!!!" Yami yelled trying to grab the fleeing ball. His yell was so loud that he heard footsteps come running to his room.
Yami standing was chasing the ball around the room in circles and he was getting nowhere. Then he saw that the Kurebo had swallowed the muffins, Yami sat to the ground only to hear much laughter behind him. Turning it was Kiba Seth and Merric; they were grinning madly and laughing so hard that they were starting to fall over.
Yami shook his head; this would be a long day.
I linger in the doorway
of alarm clock screaming
monsters calling my name
Let me stay
Where the wind will whisper to me
Where the raindrops
as they're talling tell a story
-first section of Imaginary (Evanescence-Fallen)
Heart was just finishing baking a honey cake for Bakura when she heard mad arguing coming from outside her door, then pounding that was making the door rattle.
"Just a minute Just a minute." Heart said hurrying to the door.
The pounding stopped and opening the door saw the ruffians that had beat Bakura up over 2 weeks before, they looked mad.
"Excuse me woman but where is the Albino?" The one with a huge black eye asked, "And do you know where that Egyptian went?"
"Well excuse me that ALBINO who happens to be my brother is not here right now, and no I do not know where the Egyptian is, he probably went back to Egypt!!!!" Furious went and slammed the door in their faces. Stomping back to the kitchen started to swear to herself, she was that man, then stopping thought of the Egyptian.
She hadn't seen him since he had left with those herbs and she had a funny feeling that she knew who he was but couldn't place it. Suddenly she was spun around and held by fercely strong hands.
"We didn't give you permission to shut the door, so you will have to do. Right BOYS?!"
They laughed evilly and cheered. The leader reached down and picked up the struggling woman, for Heart could change to her real form only if Bakura was there, helpless now was being carried out of the house. Once out of the house one of the men threw hay and more wood in the house and threw a torch in it.
Setting the house ablaze.
Heart screamed "NO BAKURA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Struggling all the more, till one of the men slapped her really hard. She looked shocked, and then was terrified as one of the men was advancing on her. Trying to crawl away she got a little further away when the man knelt and holding her in a hurting embrace did something that made her go stiff and feel horrible, He kissed her long and hard refusing her a chance to breath and when he man was done she lost consciousness.
Bakura was just leaving one of the tombs when he heard a distant voice of Heart say his name. He quickened his step for he sensed that it was Heart calling him and he sensed danger and saw smoke rising more then it should for a stove. Quickening his steps as he heard voices cruel voices and then saw the house they had been living in ablaze. Eyes filling with rage as he saw the men using a whip on the limp form of his Shadow lady Change of Heart, storming down the hill prepared his knives and aimed them to fire.
One of the men fell as he was about to raise and use the whip a knife sticking out of his heart. The other men stopped and looked at the raging white figure coming down the hill like a ghost. The feared this figure for his eyes were not normal but gleamed red with fury.
"It's MURDOCK come to haunt us, his tomb was disturbed now he will rant his rage upon the earth!!!" One screamed running away. The others were not so lucky, they lay face down in the ground knives in their backs dead.
Bakura ran swiftly to Heart Trist following in his bouncey sort of way. Kneeling saw that there were bruises on her arms and her neck and to his horror around her lips and cheeks. Whip marks were on her right shoulder blood seeping through the yellow garment that she had worn.
"Oh Heart I can't heal like you. How am I going to take care of you? All our belongings are burning and I have no knowledge of medicine and caring. What to do….wait there is Media a very old friend perhaps he can lend me the care of his royal doctors, yes I shall to him." Bakura said talking to himself, he did that a lot when he was really worried.
Scooping her up went quickly to the town where he bought a desert horse and went off to Macedonia castle to ask of the help of an old friend of his mother's.
He rode through the night and every time Heart stirred she shivered and seemed to delve or try to go deeper in to Bakura's friendly embrace. He would speak to her softly words of comfort and that would make her relax.
Bakura grew tired, they had to be arriving soon, then like out of nowhere the hidden castle showed. Going to the gates rapped very hard on the smaller gate. A guard lended over and yelled, "Who are you and what do you want?
"I am Bakurasaith (His full name) Prince of Thieves and South Raidian and I wish to speak to Media to acquire his services." Bakura yelled back up. He hated to use his real title, the title his mother told him about at 12.
The guard scurried off, and then quicker then Bakura thought the gates opened and Media himself came to greet him, wearing royal robes of a King.
"Bakura! What a surprise what brings you here? My how you have grown and you have your mother's eyes, you should…." Media stopped noticing his fatigue and said "Come down off that horse and let's see to your needs first."
"No Heart needs care first."
HE said nearly falling out of the saddle, Media caught his friend's son and steadied him.
"Who is Heart?" He said looking down at the body Bakura held.
"Heart is my Change of Heart and she got wounded because of my carelessness and I don't have the means by which to heal her." Bakura said almost falling to his knees from exhaustion.
"Come my friend," calling to a guard, "Sergeant take this lady to the healers and ask the maids to make a guest room available for a friend." THen turning to Bakura once the guard had taken Heart and putting an arm under Bakura's and across the shoulders to give support lead him to the way inside.
"Media, I must not leave her side, she has been through much."
"Of course, now you will tell me all that has lead you up to this point for there is much to tell since you were 15 I am sure." Media said smiling.
"Of course." Media looked at Bakura as he began a plan forming in his head.
In my field of paper flowers
and candy clouds of Lullaby
I lie inside my self for hours
and watch my purple sky fly over me
- Second section Imaginary (Evanescence-Fallen)
Yami rose he was going to the dedication of a new building for the gods, he would have to give a speech and then "mingle with the people" for just a time. Because ever since the knife stabbing incident only his soldiers had seen the Pharoah Alive and well in a period of time. Putting on his golden yakma went and slid his leather boots on and grabbed his circlet that he wore for his crown. Going down the hall paused as he heard arguing then hid behind the nearby curtain so that these certain people would not find him.
"I really must say that this country is certainly on the brink of war, for Media is advancing too close to not call it a threat to our country, we must tell the Pharaoh." His chief of Generals of his Armies said to the high Priest Kiba Seth.
"Yes this is defiantly an emergency for surely Yami will act on this threat like his father did when Media insulted Egypt so long ago." Kiba said as he passed by Yami behind the curtain.
Once they were gone Yami sighed he had had enough with war, he hated to see men die yet knew it was needed to win freedom and keep one's freedom.
Once again out in the courtyard mounted his horse and rode with Dark Lady Sage (Chaos', Dark's and Magician's Mother) on one side, though he would have preferred to not have her there at all. She could be a bother as well as a help. She was overly protective and insisted on every time she visited her children here in Egypt that she gave them inspections so as to make sure they were still healthy. (Believe me it's a nightmare to go through worse by a million times than a normal doctor's inspection)
While Magician Sage (Chaos', Dark's and Magician's Father) rode on his other.
Shaking his head as the two parents children rode behind them on horses fit for what they were like: a black stallion horse for Chaos, a light chestnut bay for Dark, and a sandy cream Arabian for Magician.
On the way to the dedication the streets were crowded with people while the girls were cheering more than he appreciated. Going thorugh the streets he passed the road that lead to Bakura's house and frowned, he missed his dear friend and wanted so much to find out where and why he wasn't there anymore.
Life for him went pretty much the same for everyday, long and boring and overly TOO MANY GIRLS.
The council had already voiced that he should get married and have an heir but Yami refused. He didn't want to get married for a time yet.
Don't say I'm out of touch
with this rampant chaos - your reality
I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge
The nightmare I built my own world to escape
-Thrid section Imaginary (Evanescence-Fallen)
Chaos as he rode met eye contact with Dark as they both noticed the slump in the Pharaoh's shoulders as he saw the street to Bakura's house. Speaking telepathically to Dark asked, "Have you found anything about Bakura lately."
"Yes but I do not know what Yami will think of them." Dark said looking straight ahead.
They arrived at the dedication and the priests on the building steps waited for their leader. Yami dismounted and winced as he heard many girls sighing as they watched him. (I bet he wished all girls on the face of the earth right then were like sand or that Ra would strike them down.)
Ascending the steps he went to the front of the building and started to say the dedication words in ancient Egyptian when a rumbling started. He paused then continued, from inside of the Building came a roar. Yami had finished but the Priests were fleeing as they felt the power of this Shadow beast coming out.
The main reason for dedications of Buildings to the gods was to keep wild Shadows from gaining control of the buildings and setting up a door by which to harm mankind. Even Chaos was thrown by the force of the energy. The girls and people below were fleeing and seeking shelter but all the while watching.
Yami stood all alone at the top of the steps hair blowing in his hair loosening the straps and freeing his hair to the wild wind coming at him. The golden robes about him shone brightly, shining in the sunlight.
Before him arose a huge golden dragon, it roared and charged Yami. This dragon had the sign of the gods about him, this dragon had been sent by the gods.
It hissed out in its mouth words of humans, "I come to see your strength of will and see if Ra is pleased."
Then with death in its eyes, charged, Dark Sage (Father) gasped and said, "Surely Yami will not survive such a powerful beast! That is a dragon of the gods, it is invincible!!!"
"Father, you heard what the dragon said, it has come to test Yami's strength of will. We can only hope that Yami's will is strong."
Dust rose as blasts came out of the cloud of gold, long it continued so long that people began to come out of their homes to see this strange event. Noises that hurt the ears came from the cloud and every so often then was a groan but then, complete silence covered the area. The dust began to settle, there was no sign of either on the of the fighters. The air became more clear and able to see, revealing a man with dark hair with more streaks of red now in his hair kneeling and catching his breath a card in his hand.
"I have defeated a dragon of the gods!" HE announced in a loud voice. His face had a single cut of a claw across it; his golden rode was torn in places.
As the Magician family drew near they heard Yami mutter, "Mistress Seamstress is going to really scold me this time."
Chaos laughed and raised Yami's hand in victory to his dismay and the crowd went wild.
In my field of paper fowers
and candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
and watch my purple sky fly over me
-Fourth Section Imaginary (Evanescence-Fallen)
Bakura sat beside Heart very worried but the healers were assuring him that she was going to be all right with plenty of rest and care. HE blamed himself, he should have been there for her, but no he was off stealing from another tomb. It wasn't his fault that he thought the things in the tombs were shiny.
He looked down at his hands, then over at the resting Heart and then was pounced by Trist who was licking his face.
"Okay, Okay Trist enough! What is it? What do you want?"
The small fur ball cheerfully looked up then over at Heart and said, "Kree Kree Cheer-rup Kree Kree Cheer-rup!" It said happily bouncing on Bakura's lap. Bakura smiled he knew that this little being was trying to cheer him up.
TO his side he heard a frantic scream, "AHHHHH, NO!!" Heart was trembling in her sleep and having a nightmare.
Bakura moved Trist and took hold of Heart quickly, "Heart, Heart, calm please calm down. It's be Bakura!!"
Her eyes flew open and seeing Bakura started to sob in his arms.
"Heart I am never going to let that happen to you again. I will kill anyone who does that to you ever with out yours and my permission." He said with the strong sense of authority.
She smiled and said, "Yes I feel that what you say is true. I will trust you now you shall explain why I am in a bed with silk blankets."
Bakura did and she frowned, "Bakura isn't Media the one who fought against Trentishu, Yami's father while pretending to be and of his allies?"
"Um…yes but he was the only one that I could think of by which to go to. I can't go to Yami because I am cursed to kill him if I ever get the close chance!" He said in a soft whisper.
"Yes Bakura, but really Media, He always gave me the creeps when I peeked out at him from my card." Heart said leaning back into the pillows.
"Yes…Yawn…I believe so." Bakura said with grand stretching that added to the yawn.
"YOU LITTLE THIEF!!!! You need to sleep yourself and you are wearing yourself out for me, now get to a bed or sleep or rest anyhow any way." Heart said very demandingly.
He could only nod and smile. Leaning back down in the chair closed his eyes and was instantly asleep.
Heart smiled and tossed a blanket at Bakura allowing it to land perfectly to cover him.
Then went back to sleep herself.
Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
cannot cease for the fear of silent nights
Oh how I long for the deep Sleep of dreaming
The goddess of imaginary light
-Last section Imaginary (Evancescene-Fallen)
Media Smirked as he walked away from the curtain at the other side of the room, for his plan to work this curse of Bakura's would be perfect he could use it and not have to kill Yami himself, He would have his old friend's son do it. Yes that he would. Away he went to plan out his actions into war.
An evil sadistic smirk never leaving his face.
His fat belly jiggled as he walked and he laughed as he imagined the orders he would give Bakura and how secretly he would never know that it was Yami he was doing them against.
"Oh how sweet revenge was when one can taste it on your fingertips." he said to himself
And walked away to go to his harem and watch some slave girls dance for him.
"Yes I feel like celebrating tonight," he thought to himself. "For a victory that is already won"
(Or was it?)
Krystal Fox: Yes I am a sadistic little evil authoress, but that is my job. What would life be like if there were no evil authoress like me?
Bakura: Life would be a lot easier and simpler.
Yami: Yeah and more like life! Really like how many times in history were actually series of events like this?
Krystal Fox: Let me see there was the time at South Africa between that certain king of……
Bakura: Now you've got her going and who knows what Ideas she will have after this tirades of thoughts, oh Ra help us.
Yami: I agree completely.