Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ A Slave to Love ❯ Thief Amongst Us ( Chapter 4 )

Angelbaby: I got five reviews total! * Gets up and does victory dance* Thank you Carbuncle_Ruby (I hope that's the second meaning of carbuncle and not the first ^_^) and special thanks to White Fanged Wolf, I think you are going to be my favorite reviewer and if you are the only one who reviews regularly, I'll be happy just to know I have a fan.

Well, because I got five reviews I'm going to update this one early. I was going to try and do some more work on my other story `Love and Honesty', but when I saw I had three reviews, I told myself if I get five I'd do this one and well, you two reviewers made that possible and made me a very * sniff* very happy writer. Tank kou (ahhhh- how cute).

O.k., ok, on with the story…I don't own Yugioh.

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"I'm such an idiot." Bakura reprimanded himself as he stopped to catch his breath from all the running he'd been doing. The minute he had recomposed himself he took off after Lavie. He had no luck in finding her. He'd search everywhere he could think of, even the town, the one place he was most likely to get caught.

As the sun began to lower and the air cool, Bakura made his way home. He didn't know where else to look; he had no other places in mind as to where she could go.

As he reached the shed, he saw Malik making his way toward him with a

look of worry. "Where's Lavie?" he asked noticing the girls absence.

Bakura continued walking past the blonde simply ignoring his question. If she wasn't with him he obviously had no clue as to where she was. Stupid ditz.

"Yo, Bakura, what's your problem?" Malik asked confused by his actions.

"Nothing." Bakura stated monotone before entering the house and closing the door behind him leaving Malik in a state of bewilderment.

Malik sighed, "Well that was uneventful." He turned to look at the sun setting in the east. "Where are you?" (::here I am:: bugs bunny, sorry, had to::) he heaved not excepting an answer in return. He turned and walked into the house just as the sun disappeared under the horizon.

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Zaire ran down the hall excited about the time she'd get to spend with the pharaoh. It had already been a week and it had become a routine for her to finish her chores and by sunset be in the pharaoh's room. They did enjoyable things like talk, play games, read and write, well the pharaoh read and wrote, but she was learning.

She raced down the corridors until she reached his room. She opened it softly. She smiled when she saw Yami. She slowly walked into the room, clearing her voice to get his attention.

Yami looked up from his scroll at the light sound. He smiled; he loved seeing her. He motioned for her to come sit, which she did with delight.

She giggled as she bounced onto the bed, "Hey!" she laughed, she was really happy.

Yami looked at her raising an eyebrow, "What are `you' so happy about?" he questioned curiously.

She smiled a large, bright smile, "I made a new friend," she stated excitedly bring her legs onto the bed so she could sit on them.

"Oh really," Yami said as he got up to sit on the bed next to her, "and who is this new `friend' of yours."

"Well, she's pretty nice. She has a small attitude problem, but I think that was because she was in pain. She had a bad bruise on her cheek." She answered thinking about the girl.

Yami lay his head down on Zaire's lap so he could get more comfortable and sighed contently as she began to caress his hair, "What's her name?"

"Her name is Lavie," Zaire stated smoothly.

Yami shot up from her lap startling her and stared at her, "Did you say Lavie?" he questioned.

Zaire nodded her head quite confused by his actions.

"Does she have long purple hair and dark very dark purple eyes?"

She nodded, "Why?"

Yami got up, "Where is she?"

"Here."

"Here, as in here in the palace?"

"Yes, why?" she restated, this time interested in his sudden outburst.

"Where?" he asked not answering her but not purposely.

"The fifth maiden's chamber from mine. What's wrong?"

"She's a thief." Yami stated as he headed out the room toward the other room.

Zaire stood in disbelief, "A thief?" she whispered to herself.

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Lavie wiggled in the bed marveling in its softness. "Wow," she breathed, "this is wonderful." As she began to drift to sleep, the door's sudden opening interrupted her.

Yami came in with anger, yet success, evident in his eyes. He walked up to Lavie stopping in front of her with a cocky smile spreading over his face.

"Well, well, well, look what I've captured." He stated.

Lavie smiled turning onto her side and placing her head upon her hand, "And what might that be Pharaoh?" she said with an equally cocky grin.

Yami laughed lightly, "Tell me," he proceeded as he watched her intently, "does Bakura lurk somewhere in the shadows waiting to strike?"

At this name Lavie turned onto her back frowning, "Bakura? I know not of a Bakura." She said his name venomously.

Yami smirked with realization, "I suppose `that' would explain the bruise."

She shot a glare at him growling lightly, "You know nothing of the situation, so don't try to comprehend it."

Yami huffed, "Well I guess it's safe to say you didn't trick the innocent young slave into getting you in here so you could steal from me."

"The thought never crossed my mind." She said simply examining her nails.

Yami took his chances, with her being angry with Bakura, she might expose his hide-out, "Where is he?"

Lavie smirked, idiot Pharaoh, she still had a reputation to keep and snitch and traitor was not one of them, "I…Don't…know." She said in between blowing on her nails.

Yami growled, "Liar."

Lavie turned over to her other side, her back facing the pharaoh, she pulled the covers over her and proceeded to continue her sleep, "Goodnight Pharaoh, you bore me."

Yami growled once again before he retreated from the room. The only reason he hadn't done anything to her was because she was a guest of his secret love and he would not hurt her for Zaire's sake.

He entered his room fuming over the failure of his mission. He looked around the room and noticed the disappearance of his angel. He sighed, the night wasn't going well, but tomorrow was a new day.

He lay down upon his bed and noticed a small flower lying on his blanket. He picked up the blossom and saw the small note attached to it. He read the sloppy but obviously carefully done handwriting, smiling at its message:

`I Love You, Yami.

-Zaire'

Although it was a friendship love, he still felt excitement boil in his heart. He knew it was a matter of time before he could tell her. Perhaps for her birthday, he had already planned out a nice little outing for the two of them. If she returned the feelings for him, he would be sure to make that night the best night of both their lives. He couldn't wait.

Until then, he would have to focus on Lavie and getting Bakura and Malik. There had to be some way to get that girl to talk, maybe through Zaire.

Yami yawned. It was getting far too late into the night to be scrambling your brain with so many thoughts. He placed the flower upon his stand and lay on the bed. Falling into a peaceful sleep, he thought only of Zaire.

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Angelbaby: Well, there's my update. Hope you enjoy. I look forward to a review from White Fanged Wolf (Wolf's Rain…gotta love it ^_^) and anyone else who wants me to love them (parenthetically speaking of course) Please love me and Review.