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Last time: "Please, Bakura," Yugi whispered. "Just tell me."
"Elna Kura was the village I was born. When I was eight the Pharaoh's guard's and rounded everyone up. My mom distracted one of the guards and told me to run. I did, but I went back to find out what was going on…. I saw…I saw everyone be put into a giant cauldron. Then, after…after everyone was thrown in, they poured the contents into a giant slab with different shapes carved out. They slaughtered my village to make the Millennium Items."
Bakura turned around to look at the small team to find him crying.
Chapter Four: Confliction
"I…I can't believe Atem would do something like that," Yugi said, tears streaming down his face.
Bakura sighed as he flopped down beside the distraught boy.
"Are you okay," the thief asked as he lay down on the sand, looking at the sky above them.
"No," Yugi said. "I can't believe he would keep something like this from me! Why would he even do it?!"
"I don't know," Bakura sighed. "But, he doesn't deserve to live."
Yugi didn't say anything. His thoughts were muddled and his views of Atem were conflicting.
"I understand now," Yugi said after a while.
"Understand what," Bakura grunted as he turned to look at the small teen.
"Why you did what you did," Yugi said. "It all makes sense now. I knew you weren't completely evil."
A smirk came to the thief's lips.
"You're not that bad kid," he said.
"I'm 17," Yugi said glaring at the thief.
Bakura jumped up in surprise.
"No way," He said. "You look like you're at least thirteen!"
"Well, I am," Yugi said. "I even have my driver's license as proof."
"What," Bakura asked.
"Ah…never mind," Yugi said as he scratched the back of his head. "I forgot that you wouldn't know what I was talking about."
"You said I don't remember," Bakura said.
"Yeah," Yugi said. "It's like 3000 years too early for you to even experience what we went through."
Yugi laughed ruefully and Bakura just stared at him.
"I missed you," Yugi whispered.
"Why," Bakura asked as he looked at the teen confused. "You said that I tried to kill you and your friends."
"You were just trying to get to Yami," Yugi said as he looked up at the sky. "If I wasn't Atem's hikari, I think we could've been friends. Besides your obsession with knives and revenge, you seemed fun."
Bakura's lips twirked in a half smirked.
"You're really naïve," Bakura said.
"Maybe," Yugi agreed. "I just think I see the best in people."
Bakura hummed and got up once again.
"Come on, midget," Bakura said. "I need to go and find my horse."
Yugi smiled and followed the thief off into the desert.
…That night…
Yugi and Bakura rode into a cave on the horse and right when they stopped, Bakura jumped off the horse and held out his arms for Yugi to jump into. Yugi unsteadily got up and Bakura helped him to get down.
"And you ride these things how often," he grunted as he was set down on the ground. However, he was still unsteady from the ride, so he fell onto Bakura's side.
"Every day," Bakura said as he wrapped an arm around the young teen's shoulder. "It's the fasted way to get out of town when I complete a job."
Yugi nodded in understanding.
"Come on," Bakura said as he lead the teen over to a mound of soft looking animal pets and silk blankets. "You need to lie down."
Yugi nodded and Bakura helped him lie down on the makeshift bed.
"So, this is your hideout," Yugi asked as he yawned.
"One of them," Bakura agreed as laid down beside him. "I move around a lot."
Yugi nodded as he curled towards the taller teen.
"Bakura," he whispered tiredly.
"Yeah, midget," he asked.
"This isn't a dream is it," Yugi asked. "I'm not going to wake up and be alone again?"
Bakura's cold heart ached as he heard the desperation and loneliness in his plea.
"No," Bakura said. "It's not a dream."
"Good," Yugi said, and he drifted off to sleep.
Bakura stared up at the cave's ceiling thinking about that day's events. He turned his gaze to the teen beside him, and the ice in his eyes melted slightly.
I wonder what happened to the boy to make him so lonely, he thought. He even misses me. And, he said I tried to kill him… Hmph. I still don't believe he's from the future, but… He seems so sincere. He could be insane, though that doesn't explain how he got here and his weird clothes. Plus, he has a weird accent. It's like he's foreign. And, how does he know the baka Pharaoh?
Bakura shook his head. There were too many questions and too little answers. Right now he needed to find out what he wanted to do with the teen beside him. He can't really take him with him on jobs. And, he can't let him stay here. But, he knows where his hideout is, so he can't let him run free anyway. Bakura groaned. Why didn't he just drop him off at another village? Oh, that's right. The guards are still looking for him.
Bakura threw his arm over his eyes in frustration, but smiled when he felt the teen curl up closer to him. The night was getting colder. Bakura sighed as he took one of the heavier pelts and threw it over the two of them. This was another problem that could be handled tomorrow. Once he made sure that the two of them wouldn't freeze to death in the desert night, Bakura settled down to sleep listening to the small breaths of the mysterious teen that literally dropped into his life.
