A/N: HEY LOOK IT'S A ONE SHOT! Finally. Sickleshipping for both TheMysticWonder & kittykittyyaoilover! Yeah, two stories with one stone. I know that's not the saying, to whoever just corrected me. ANYWAYS HEY THIS IS IMPORTANT SO LOOK. I call Thief King Bakura, Akefia. Cause I'm so not about to type "TK Bakura" all the way through. So there. Um... That's it. Yeah. Read now. BTW, I tried to incorporate the ship wreck plan for this. I couldn't. I'm so sorry. /: Also, AmazinAlexis has a Bronzeshipping mpreg up. Go read and review that, as well as her other stories!

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Chapter Seventeen: Scandalshipping

Egypt; c. Whenever Atem Ruled.

Akefia leaped from the shadows, crimson cloak flying out behind him. The merchant he was assaulting cried out in fear.

"Shut up!" Akefia snarled, snatching the man up by his collar. He held a knife to his throat and nodded to the man's bag. "Give it to me."

The man was shuddering violently but managed to hand it over to him. Akefia smiled and jerked it from his grasp.

"Please, don't kill me!" he cried. Akefia paused for a moment, as though he were actually considering it. He rubbed his chin thoughfully.

"Who's to say you won't run straight to the Pharaoh's guards and report me?"

The man shook harder and grasped Akefia's forearms. "I swear on my life I won't!"

Akefia snarled up his lip. "It's a shame you no longer have a life to swear on, huh?"

He slid the knife across the man's throat, smiling sadistically as the crimson surged forth. The man choked and sputtered before falling limp at his feet. Akefia kicked his head.

"You don't mind me borrowing your horse, do you? I don't think you're going to be needing it."

Akefia snickered and climbed atop the dark mare, kicking its sides and shouting. The horse neighed and took off, leaving its previous owner to rot.

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Only two miles from Akefia's latest conquest stood Mariku, eyes on his most recent prey. The woman moved without fear, completely unaware she was being watched.

"Mana!"

Mariku cursed the brunette man who'd run up and snatched the girl back. She cried out in surprise.

"Mahado! I wasn't doing anything!"

Mariku sighed and smacked his face against the nearest wall before standing. So much for that. He could always find someone else to rob.

"You lost, mister?"

Mariku turned so fast his neck popped. The brunette girl from earlier was smiling at him. He resisted the urge to strangle her.

"No. Not really. I was just looking for..." his eyes traveled over her her form. "Something to do."

She shivered and backed away from him, crossing her arms over her chest. The man from earlier returned and towed her away. Mariku smiled to himself and rounded the corner. His stomach growling distracted him from everything around him. When was the last time he'd eaten?

He decided then, he couldn't wait to rob someone else. He might not survive the night. It was simple, he'd find someone living on the outskirts of town, take their food, and be on his way.

Simple.

Or so he thought.

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Akefia sat on the ground of his make-shift home, the man's treasures from earlier surrounding him. Several shiny things winked at him in the moonlight. He smiled like a child who'd just received a new toy.

"Ah, what do we have here?" he murmured as he picked up something ruby in color. It reminded him of that man's blood. Shiny to the point of looking wet. He slid the small ring onto his left ring finger, wiggling the apendage in appreciation. It stood out well against his skin.

Then he heard the rustling. His head snapped around to look at the window just in time to see a dark figure slip through. His home was always devoid of light. If thieves thought it was empty, they would pass it up.

So what the hell was this person doing? He held his tongue and watched as the form approached his bag of stale bread.

That's all they were after? But it still ignited a boiling rage in Akefia. Who the hell did this person think they were? NO ONE stole from the King of Thieves.

No one.

He rose, calling stealth and darkness to him, before striding quietly towards the intruder. Mariku never looked over his shoulder. He'd assumed the home was empty.

"Excuse me. That doesn't belong to you."

Akefia lunged then, knocking the other male to the floor. Mariku cried out in both shock and fear before trying to fight back.

"Wh- I thought it was empty!" Mariku tried in vain to defend himself. Akefia brought his other hand around, showing Mariku the rope he held clutched in it.

"It's a good thing I don't pay you to think, moron."

He had Mariku hog tied before the other could even fully grasp the situation. He sat back on his haunches and admired his work. Mariku did not struggle, which made him frown, but other than that, it was beautiful.

Especially the man.

"So, what's your name?" Akefia asked in a toally nonchalant tone. Mariku glared at him.

"Like I'd tell you?" he spat. Akefia leaned forward to whisper in his ear.

"I like them fiesty."

Mariku blanched considerably and jerked back. The fuck was wrong with this guy? "Is that so? Come here, I'll show you just how fiesty I can be."

Akefia's eyebrows rose and he actually leaned forward. "I'm waiting."

Mariku shot up and captured the thief's bottom lip between his teeth, baring down and drawing blood. Akefia merely moaned and pressed into the other. A moment of panic shot through Mariku before another plan formulated. Maybe he could distract Akefia long enough to get untied and then kill him. It'd worked once before when a completely drunk man had cornered him. Just play Akefia's game, get his guard down, and come out the winner. Brilliant.

He tried to sit up further, his lips clashing with Akefia's. The whitette's hand worked its way into Mariku's blonde hair. His tongue swept over the other's bottom lip. Mariku opened his mouth and the two tongues fought for a good while until Akefia ultimately won and mapped Mariku's mouth. The blonde moaned in ernest. Obviously, Akefia was skilled.

"Mmmm, I think someone needs to teach you not to break in to another's home. Wouldn't you say?"

Mariku hummed in acknowledgement and turned his head as Akefia began an assault on his neck. His mind was quickly losing focus. He willed his thoughts to remain in order. He had to get out of here! One of Akefia's hands slid underneath his shenti to stroke at his thigh, making him arch up into the warm touch. He desperately wished Akefia would at least untie his legs.

"Hey, y-you. Untie my legs?" he whispered. Akefia met his eyes for a moment before complying.

"If you even think of running off, I'll cut your dick off. Understood?" he snarled. Mariku nodded quickly and sighed as he was able to stretch his legs. Akefia wasted no time in sliding between them. Mariku's chest was already bared, a simple robe tied at his waist was his only cover. He brushed the fabric aside so that it rested in the crook of Mariku's elbows and leaned down to kiss at Mariku's collar bone. The blonde once again arched up into the touch.

"You're wanton, you know that?" Akefia murmured. Mariku huffed. Wanton? Maybe. But only so Akefia would beleive his little display. Akefia leaned down again and ran his hot tongue over Mariku's nipples. The other cried out for the first time, throwing his head back. It'd been so long since he'd been touched like this. His reaction pleased Akefia.

"What is it, Habibi? You want more?"

Mariku nodded hastily, still trying to hold on to his original plan. What was it? Something about... Killing...

Then Akefia's mouth was surrounding his throbbing member and all rational though ceased. A deep moan escaped his throat and his head began to thrash. Akefia groaned around his need, only intensifying what he was already feeling. His tongue ran over every inch, missing nothing. He held Mariku's hips in a death grip. When Akefia swallowed around him, he lost it.

"Fuck, a little warning would have been nice!" Akefia snapped, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. Mariku smirked up at him, chest rising and falling in a frenzied manner. Akefia returned the expression as he leaned down and claimed Mariku's mouth again. Mariku sighed as he tasted himself on Akefia's lips. His shenti was slid up around his waist and he was thrown onto his side. He yelped when Akefia threw one leg over his shoulder and straddled the other.

Well that was new.

"You ready?"

Mariku gulped and nodded as Akefia slid in. His teeth gritted against the absolute agony wracking his body even as Akefia moaned. He only paused for a few seconds before pulling out and immediately setting a harsh pace. Mariku mewled at the roughness.

Akefia kissed the inside of his thigh between pants. Mariku's shoulder was killing him, and his ass was on fire, but he'd never felt more pleasure. He looked up at Akefia, eyes dancing with lust and desire. Akefia angled differently, hitting Mariku's prostate dead on.

"Ha! More!" he begged, moving himself back against Akefia as much as he could. Akefia complied and moved impossibly fast. His hand grasped Mariku's throbbing member and began to roughly jerk him to completion.

"T-tell me your name." Akefia panted. Mariku cleared his throat.

"M-Mariku!" he cried. Akefia smirked and whispered his own name. The two men moved together until Mariku's cry pierced the night.

"Akefia!"

The other moaned and came as well, Mariku's name leaving his lips. They sat in silence for a few moments before Mariku sighed.

Maybe he didn't have to kill him after all...

A/N: YEAH FOR PWP SHIT! Review please! Also, no one is reviewing Find a Way... Please do that! There will be Thiefshipping smut in the third chapter. & Remember, AmazinAlexis' mpreg along with her other fics. I promise she's amazing. SO YEAH. Uh.. Bye!

Blessed be, until we merry meet again.

~Nightingale.