Author's Note: Hello everyone! I finished my Stats homework early, so I had some time on my hands. Yay! I hope everyone liked last chapter! If you have any comments, concerns, questions, or suggestions please leave me a review or send me a PM. Enjoy the chapter!

Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh.

Last time: "What's wrong with my clothes," Yugi asked.

"For one," Bakura said. "They're not suitable for the climate. They're also too noticeable. When we go into the village, you'll wear some of mine."

Chapter Six: Caravans and Guards

Yugi sat on the horse in Bakura's extra cloak as Bakura himself tied the horse to a pole.

"Come on, midget," Bakura said as he helped the smaller teen down. "Let's go find you some appropriate clothes."

Yugi nodded and Bakura lead him to a market. The thief started to scope out the perimeter as he kept a firm grip on the smaller teen so he wouldn't get lost.

"Bakura," Yugi whispered and Bakura hummed in acknowledgement. "Where are we going?"

"I'm looking for the easiest target," Bakura said distractedly. "I don't want the guards on my tail again so soon."

Yugi nodded and begun to look around again.

"What type of clothes do I need," Yugi asked.

"Something with a lot of range of movement," Bakura said. "And we need to get you your own cloak too if you're going to come into villages with me."

Yugi nodded and asked, "Have you found a target yet?"

"Maybe," Bakura said as he eyed a caravan. "Do you see that new shipment at that stand?"

Yugi nodded.

"Good," Bakura said. "What do you notice about them?"

"There's a lot of people there," Yugi asked unsure.

Bakura sighed and asked, "So, how does that help us?"

"They're distracted," Yugi asked.

"Mhm," Bakura hummed. "That means it's easier for us to get away with a few items if we're careful. Now, stay behind me and please leave the stealing to me."

Yugi nodded and Bakura lead them into the throng of people. Yugi watched in amazement as the King of Thieves worked. It was almost like he barely touched the items as he passed. Soon enough, they left the stand and started to make their way back to the horse.

"Hey you," a man yelled out as they were half way to the horse. "Were are you taking that kid?"

Bakura turned around, and lo and behold, Yugi's hood fell down to show his chibi like face.

"He's with me," Bakura growled.

"Stop him," the man yelled. "He's a kidnapper!"
Bakura groaned, and Yugi started to inch closer to Bakura.

"I'm not a kidnapper," Bakura growled as a crowd started to surround them.

"And, I'm not a kid," Yugi said as he finally made it to where he could clutch onto Bakura. "I'm seventeen! I can't help it if I'm short!"

"Come on, midget," Bakura said as he grabbed onto the smaller teen. "Let's get out of here."

"Where do you think you're going," a guard yelled out, and the crowd started cheering.

"I'm taking my friend home so these idiots will stop harassing him," Bakura growled.

"Take off your hood," the guard demanded and Bakura reluctantly removed it.

However, he also looked at the ground to make sure that his scare wasn't visable.

"You're only a kid," the guard breathed.

"I'm nineteen," Bakura said. "I'm old enough."

Yugi looked up to Bakura in amazement. He was only two years older than him.

"And you, kid," the guard said as he pointed at Yugi. "He's not hurting you?"

"No," Yugi said. "He saved me when I was lost in the desert. I've been following him around ever sense."

The guard looked at both of them and nodded.

"Okay," he said. "You two can go. I'm sorry for bothering you."

Bakura nodded gratefully and immediately left with Yugi as the crowd cleared. However, the guard watched them until they got on the horse and rode away. There was a look of contemplation on the man's face, and it worried the Thief King. He was hoping the man didn't recognize him. However, with his luck he did; and now they know Yugi was with him. Bakura's heart was heavy all the way to his new hideout.

…Secret Oasis…

"Bakura," Yugi asked as Bakura led him to a small cavern. "Are you okay?"

"I think that guard recognized me," Bakura said.

"But, wouldn't he have arrested you," Yugi asked.

"I think he was just stunned by how young I was," Bakura answered with a sigh. "And, you were also with me."

Yugi nodded in contemplation.

"Do you think he'll tell anyone," Yugi asked.

"I'm sure of it," Bakura said. "We're going to have to be extremely careful for now on. And, you're going to have to make sure you don't stay in the public eye. Especially with how closely you resemble the Pharaoh."

"Okay," Yugi agreed as he sat down next to the Thief King. "But, what about you?"

"I'll be fine," Bakura said. "I've dealt with the guards before."

Yugi looked up at him with worry.

"I'm sorry," the tri-haired teen whispered.

"It's not your fault," Bakura said with a sigh as he combed his fingers through his cloud white hair. "It was a fluke. Nothing we could really do."

"I'm still sorry," Yugi said, and Bakura shook his head in amazement.

"You're odd," Bakura said. "But, I think that's a good thing."

Yugi smiled and they sat there in silence for a while.

"Bakura," Yugi whispered.

"Yeah, midget," Bakura asked.

"Thank you," Yugi said. "Thank you for everything you've been doing for me."

"No problem," Bakura said. "It's been years since I've had much contact with another person. Plus, you're interesting."

Yugi smiled and fell asleep dreaming about the Bakura of his time, his old friends, and his yami. Slowly a tear started to stream down his face, and Bakura saw it—his brow crinkling in concern.

"I have a feeling that this won't last," he said sighing. "So, why does it hurt so much to think that? Why do I even care?"