Bakura and Ryou were lead into a room by the Priests personal guards, there sitting on two chairs at different ends of a low table where Marik and The High Priest with Mokuba standing beside him. The Priest looked up and with a glance at Ryou gave Bakura a look that said he would have expected less from him before turning back to Marik leaving Bakura fuming where he stood.
"Everythings been arranged," Seto told Marik,
"And what about our pay?" Bakura butted, in taking a step forward and Mokuba produced the two decent sized bags from behind his back before dumping them onto the table; Bakura smiled greedily at the gold and coins that spilled out of the bag.

"It's been scheduled for tonight," Seto started as Bakura began rifling through the bags occasionally showing something to Ryou who was clearly in a daze with what was happening. "The expansion of the Pharaoh's territory further south has been a great success and they're holding a slave auction in honour of it, a lot of your potential targets will be there; the police too have been tipped off that you might be coming by a 'random by passer' so – "
"What!" Bakura exclaimed not sure if he had heard right, "why would you go and do something like that?" he demanded.
"So Marik doesn't get bored, so he doesn't start listening to you more often and doing random day light killings for a petty pet," the Priest spat out mockingly and Mokuba sniggered but then the Preist silenced him, what he hadnt told them was that he had given the order for late the prior night; the thining of the Pharaohs ranks was as important as anything else.
"Then I want double if you're going to have them already there," Bakura interjeted before Seto has a chance to start telling Marik the rest of the details.
"I'll triple it if you shut up and let me continue" the Preist demanded and from that moment on there probably hadn't been a time Bakura had been so silent.
"There's one more thing of grave importance if the overall aim of this is to come out in our favour," Seto began again, "I want you to bring me something, someone to be more precise but I need him alive," he concluded pulling out an painted image of the target in question.

Marik reached out and grabbed the image while Bakura peered over his shoulder before shuddering with dread as he recognised who the art work was of. The guy was probably 19 or 20 with a large head of blond hair and playful but stubborn brown eyes.
"Wheeler," Bakura muttered under his breath thankful the Seto didn't seem to have heard him.
"He's one of the Pharaohs most prized and trusted… pets of sorts," Seto added as Marik handed him back the image and stood to leave.
"Remember; I, we, need him alive,"

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While Marik headed directly to investigating his new target Bakura took Ryou back to the temple and straight to the room he was using as a room.
"Ok! Thanks to sudden interruption by his almighty you're going to have to stay here," Bakura told Ryou as he stashed the bags of gold into the chest on the room for the time being.
"While I'm gone you can do what you like so long as it's in this general area of the building; and try not to get seen," he muttered pacing up and down the room wandering what else he'd need.
"Where's the other man?" Ryou asked looking out the open doorway.
"Eh, Marik," Bakura mused, "He's gone to work so to put it, which is where I'll have to go very shortly if I value my life but I'll try and bring you back something nice though that shouldn't be to hard considering those we're dealing with," he added.

"Why do people have to die?" Ryou asked sitting down on the matt on the floor and looking up at Bakura.
"Because they're selfish evil people," Bakura said with a sigh before patting the boy on the head, "what's with all the questions anyway?" he added, giving Ryou a suspicious look.
"Just wondering that's all," Ryou apologised flinching slightly as he waited to be hit or have something thrown at him only looking up when he realised nothing was happening but now the older guy was giving him a weird look.
"Look, so long as you don't run away or we're not having sex I wont beat you or anything," Bakura informed him,

"S-sex!" Ryou gasped,
"Gyah! Just forget that I said anything," Bakura snapped making the boy flinch again, he sighed and knelt before the kid, "look I'm not going to hurt you, Marik on the other hand is a different story so try not to bother him, speaking of him I should get going or he'll have my head," he added turning to leave but then Ryou grabbed onto his hand.
"I don't want to stay here by myself,"
"You'll stay here if you don't want to get killed," Bakura retorted.
"What if you get killed?" Ryou asked worriedly,
"Don't worry they're nearly all dead by the time I make my move," Bakura smirked, though instantly regretting it when Ryou shrunk away from him; this was more difficult then he thought.
"Hey think what you want about us, I wont try and stop you," Bakura mumbled before standing up and looking down at the boy, "All I have to say is that everyone has there reasons for what they do, mine is to survive, Marik however, is a totally different thing from what I can put together the Pharaoh's done something really bad to him maybe even his family before I met him which was back when I was 15, I don't know exact details but I guess it would have to be pretty bad to turn someone that young into a heartless killer," Bakura sighed before head towards the door, "You coming or what?" he shot back at the boy who quickly scrambled obediently to his feet.

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AN: I'm thinking of killing someone and I'm meaning someone who actually has had a name and doesn't enter and leave the fic as just another dead body XP like someone from the yugioh cast… what's your thoughts on this? Any suggestions on where you want me to take this story? I have a few ideas but I cant decide which to go with