Chapter 3

It was all a dream. Sanura was sure of it. But it wasn't. Sanura was standing by the window, gazing out into the vast desert. She looked down at her hand. This was the one thing that kept telling her that this was all real. Her ring. It was a simple gold band but it had rubies mounted on it. It was simply beautiful.

The morning after they left the palace, Bakura left the house, saying nothing. Sanura had prepared an elaborate meal for the two of them; but a little after sunset, she had to blow out the candles. She watched the stars come out as she started to cry. Bakura wasn't coming back and what he said the night before was all a lie. It was then that Bakura whispered in her ear that he had a surprise for her. When Sanura turned around, he kissed her and slipped the ring on her finger. Bakura said he found it in a queen's tomb and that the queen wasn't worthy of such a ring but that he knew of a queen who was worthy of it. It was that night that Bakura proposed and, of course, Sanura accepted.

But that was a year ago. Now, Sanura is daydreaming by the window, looking down at her ring and hearing the second thing that makes this dream a reality.

"Sanura!"

Her husband screaming.

She got up and walked down the hallway. Bakura had been asking for help more often and Sanura wouldn't have it any other way. She opened the door to a spare bedroom.

"Bakura, what's wrong?" She asked, stepping inside.

Bakura turned around and there in his arms, was a little baby boy, who happened to be wailing away.

"I've tried everything! We just fed him, so he can't be hungry. He doesn't need to be changed. I know he's tired but he won't fall asleep! I've tried rocking him and bouncing him around but he still keeps crying!" He explained.

Sanura took the baby from his arms and started to rock him. "He likes it when you sing." She whispered.

"I am not singing." Bakura raised an eyebrow.

So, Sanura did. Bakura recognized the tune immediately. It was the same song that she was singing when he found her after talking with that old man in the city. He smiled when he saw his son stop crying and yawn. His little fist reached up to stretch. Then, he fell asleep. Sanura placed him in the small cradle. Bakura hugged her shoulders and they watched his little chest go up and down.

"So, Hasani likes it when you sing. I'll remember that." Bakura commented.

Sanura said nothing, but smiled. He kissed the top of her head and Sanura yawned. Bakura chuckled.

"Let's go. You're tired."

He swept Sanura off her feet and carried her back to their bedroom next door. Bakura threw her on the bed and smirked. Sanura blushed and smiled.

"I learn something new from you everyday, you know that?" Bakura inquired, jumping on the bed.

She giggled and bit her lip. Even after a year of marriage, she was still shy.

"Where would I be without you?" He asked, kissing her.

Sanura broke the kiss and looked away. "I don't want to think about it."

Bakura sighed and lay down next to her, propping his head up with his hand.

"I know what you're thinking and don't dwell on it. I'm alive and we're in love and that's that." He kissed her forehead.

Sanura smiled and cuddled closer to Bakura. He looked down and saw that she had fallen asleep.

"Well, good luck with that rape theory, Bes. Bakura wouldn't ever let that happen. He won't take his eyes off her." Taweret mused.

"That was your theory, mind you." Bes shook his head.

"Bes, can you tell what that is?" She pointed to a dot on the small portal.

"From what I can see, it's a person." He squinted.

"That's what I thought. Do you know who it is?"

"I haven't the slightest idea. Wait…I recognize the uniform he's wearing." Bes said, scratching his chin.

"Really?"

"Yes, it is the uniform of a group of assassins."

"What?! Oh, no. Tefnut, wake up!" Taweret shrieked.

The dog jerked his head up and sniffed the air. He stood up, growled and barked loudly. Hasani woke up, startled, and started to cry.

Sanura woke to the sound of Tefnut barking. She never was a heavy sleeper. A second later, she heard Hasani's cries. She attempted to get out of bed. Suddenly, Bakura grabbed her arm and pulled her back onto the bed.

"My turn." He whispered and smiled. Bakura threw the sheets from his body and walked out of the room.

Sanura waited a while for her husband to come back but he didn't. All she could hear was Hasani wailing away. Finally, she got up and wandered to the room next door. She took a step inside and froze.

There was a reason Tefnut was barking: an intruder. He stood, posed to attack, on one side of the room. Bakura stood straight up, on the other side. The cradle was in between them, up against the wall. Sanura could see her son's arms waving in the air, for some attention. She tried to get a hold of her child and run straight through the battlefield. Before she could even take a step, the man, draped in black robes, pointed a sword at her. Sanura gasped and her eyes widened.

"Sanura, get back." Bakura commanded, not taking his eyes off the trespasser.

A huge gray being started to take form behind him. And Sanura knew it well: Diabound.

"Look away, Sanura."

She did. There was a big gust of wind and a loud slash and a thud. Sanura opened her eyes to see the man lying dead on the floor, blood spattered everywhere. She rushed over to the cradle and picked up Hasani. He stopped crying and reached up for a piece of his mother's hair. Bakura walked over and put an arm around Sanura's shoulders and wiped a drop of blood off of his son's cheek with the other.

"Wh-what did he want?" Sanura stuttered.

"He was an assassin-for-hire. Like me, he can only be hired through the Black Market. He's part of an elite group specializing in attacks like these. The only people who know about them are people who have links to the market or clients. But the only people who would target us would be clients who know me…and all of my clients are dead." Bakura explained.

"I don't want to leave him by himself." Sanura let the sleeping baby rest against her shoulder.

"Likewise."