Shadeshipping (Thief King Bakura x Amane)

Bakura was well-acquainted with spirits. He was surrounded by them almost constantly. Their incessant whispers became quite annoying after a while, actually. Especially the ones from Kul Elna, who were constantly urging him to seek revenge.

I know that already, that's what I'm working on, aren't you paying attention? he wanted to say to them. But while he could hear the spirits, they could not hear him. It was an irritating position.

While most of the ghosts came from his own time, occasionally he would meet with someone from before his time. Sometimes, he even met some from the future – he always enjoyed those moments. It gave him a delicious glimpse of the future – he knew now that some time, a long time from now, humans would develop weapons capable of killing from a distance with more accuracy than arrows and a quicker reload time. Absolutely deadly, sometimes even if they missed the vital points. It was fascinating, and he wished he would survive long enough to see these beautiful weapons.

But there was one shade in particular that drew his attention.

She was only a girl, no older than ten. She hadn't died in any particularly interesting way. It had been an accident. She was very bloody though, and Bakura thought rather darkly that her death must have hurt a lot.

No, what made her interesting was the fact that she looked very much like himself. Her hair was long and white, a strange color in a girl so young. And her eyes...while a deep brown, instead of the purple of his own, they were fascinatingly deep with potential. He rather wished he could make her see or hear him, so that he could speak with her. But the future spirits couldn't even see him, and they rarely spoke. But as the young girl wandered on towards the afterlife, jumping through time and space in the erratic way that dead children did, since their souls rarely knew the way without help, she passed right through him, leaving a cold pit in his stomach.

But that coldness quickly gave way to warm amusement, and he turned to watch the spirit walk away and vanish with a grin on his face.

What had amused him so? How had this spirit put him in such a good mood? Because when she passed through him, he figured out exactly how she died.

It was amusing and interesting to know that he was the one that would kill her.

A/N: Me and my Amane headcanons. XD By now you probably know all about my theory about Amane, but if not...well, it'll come up sometime in a fanfiction or something. I might make a video about it. Next is Shackleshipping (Mai x Marik x Mokuba).