Ok, so I'm going to bore you a bit
*Firstly this is mostly just death shipping with little hints of thief and will include it more later!
*Secondly-character naming!
Yami Bakura-Bakura
Hikari Bakura-Ryou
Yami Marik-Mariku
Hikari Marik-Marik
*Thirdly sorry about the formatting of this story! I'm sorry if it bugs anyone! But I hope you read anyway!
*Fourthly! I can't promise this will be a long fan fiction! I have no idea how long it will be, but I wasn't planning on making it go on forever Eg-100,000 words or anything, I have no idea how long it will be, hopefully at least 30,000-60,000 words…but not overly long, (Never mind…it will be long~ Sorry!) especially since this actually started out as something I was just texting my friend to bug her, thats why I made it in the lay out I did…but then I turned it more into a story and yeah (by the way I stopped texting it too her)
*Fifty! I can't promise how often I will update this! It might be slow or quick! I don't know! But I'm still writing my Match! (thieves) fan fiction and it comes first, this was just something silly I was doing on the side
*SIXTHLY-please point out any mistakes in my writing!
*Lastly!
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh or the characters! And this will not change through out this fanfic unless I say so! (Probably won't ever happen!)
Ok sorry for all that! I just wanted to say that quickly, I probably won't have any other author notes except maybe some for important things! Any way on with the story! Hope you like it! (Sorry I wasted like 289 words on this!)
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Chapter one
Mistaken Prince
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Once
upon
a time
there lived a prince
he was really cool
he had white hair and brown dough eyes
he was well respected through out the kingdom
except by a group of thugs who couldn't care less
he wished to escape palace life though
he hated it
everyone telling him he was better than the next guy
just because he was born
he wanted to be normal
and equal
but where ever he turned everyone looked at him
judgemental eyes
scanning his every move
every action
he wanted to be free from this curse
he wanted so badly just to walk among his people
to be treated as an equal
so he snuck out
at the dead of night
he threw away any traces of his royalties
he stole the clothes from one of his many slaves
the ones he had begged his father so often to release
he ran off into the night
running happily through the streets
he hadn't seen it at night
the waters glistened in the moon light
the shady trees whistled in the night air
the cold night breeze flew through his snow white hair blowing off his brown hood
He didn't know where he was going
But it was sure to be fun
No one should have noticed his escape yet
The guards knew not to bother him while he slept
They would surely notice by daylight
But he wouldn't come back
Let them hunt
He smiled gleefully
Hugging his necklace fondly
His brother has given it to him before he escaped
He hasn't seen him since
He could swear he saw a flash of white hair from his twin
But never long enough
He had hated the palace life
He missed him though
He hadn't been brave enough to leave then
But now he was
He was ready for freedom
Even if it meant leaving everything behind
He never really spoke with his father anyway
And his sister had drown along with his mother
There were theories she killed herself and her child
Others said it was murder
He didn't really care which it was
He had practically been alone since that day
Nothing had made sense since it
He missed his dearest sister Amane
He wrote to her sometimes
But he was only little when she died
He couldn't stop the cold wet liquid rolling down his cheeks
"Ouch!" He was suddenly stopped as he ran into another something
He hadn't been watching where he was going
Hopefully it wasn't a guard
"Bakura!" the voice growled, "where the fuck do you think you went off too!"
The prince jumped slightly at the others choice of language
But mostly because of what he called him
Bakura
His brother
He stared at the other teen
He knew his eyes were still probably tearing
"What the hell!" The other teen snapped, "are you crying for Ra's sake!"
Ryou sniffed slightly and shook his head
The other teen was bronzed tanned
Compared to his pale skin
His honey golden hair was spiked up all over the place
"What the hell!" The other teen roared quietly, "we don't have time for this!"
His eyes widened as the purple eyed teen threw him over his shoulder and begun running down the streets
He could hear the guards in the distance
They were calling to each other
"The rebel went this way!"
Ryou froze
Was this teen truly one of the rebels
The ones who hated him?
What was going to happen when he figured out he wasn't this guys friend
Though than again he was grateful for now
The teen was helping him get away from the guards
He wasn't ready to return to the palace yet
"Your bloody quiet today," the other teen snarled, "you have been gone for days!? And now you return dead!"
So did that mean this Bakura was away?
This Bakura?
Could it actually be his brother?
He could pretend to be him?
Just until he returned
They were going down an old passage way
To an underground place
He looked around
It wasn't very big
He could see different exits and openings
Some kids were staring at him
Were the resistance against him all kids his own age?
Someone with tricoloured hair was eyeing him off
He couldn't help but bury his face deeper into the other teens shoulder
He didn't want to be recognised
Especially while in the company off
So many people who hate him
Though they do not even know him
The other teen threw him onto a hard mattress
"My bloody brother has been worriedly sick about you asshole," he growled stepping back
He stared at him shortly before assessing the room
It was concrete box practically
Nothing like the palace
But he like it
He scanned over the other teen
He was much bigger than his slim frame
And looked much stronger
"What can't you bloody speak now!?" He demanded
"Bakuraaaa!" A voice squealed through the little room
The sound echoed on the walls
He looked much like the other teen
Except much littler
Well the same age
But his hair was nicely combed down
He wore a lot of jewellery though
Much like the other teen
"Where the hell do you think you went!" The other teen demanded hugging the pale prince fondly
"Around," Ryou decided to answer
Though it probably wasn't very smart
He didn't know how this Bakura teen acted
Or sounded
"Are you sick?"
He shook his head as the other teen leant back and looked him over
He assessed the taller teen out of the two
The one who had brought him here
His face was blank
But his eyes begun to shake violently as he noticed the red soaked hands
Blood
He gulped nervously as he glanced to his shoulder
Now covered in the same liquid
"Come on Marik," the older teen gruffed
"But Mariku!" This Marik kid moaned
He shook his head and the other teen seemed to understand
They both left
He was alone
He couldn't even get back to the palace if he wanted to
Though he didn't think he was going to be able to be this Bakura guy
Maybe he should sneak out again?
He glanced up at the window
Too small
He could walk back the way he came
Hopefully everyone would think he was this Bakura guy
Bakura
His brothers name was Bakura
If he looked like this Bakura
Did that mean
No
He had no proof of this
But he needed to leave
The buff teen had had blood on his hands
He couldn't stay
If they
No
Once they figured out who he was
He would be dead
He froze as he heard the room next to him bang
The teen that had carried him away was screaming in a different language to his brother
Adding understandable swear words here and there
He was busy
He could leave now
While they were still busy
He quickly stood up and head faced at the floor
He ran
He wasn't really paying attention to where he was going
He was sure it was mostly straight though
"Ahhhh!" He jumped as he felt a firm hand hold him still
"Roar," the other teen chuckled with venom
It was this Mariku kid
He shivered slightly as he felt his shirt top become soggy
"You should get changed," the other teen suggested, "where did you get that anyway? The palace servants?"
The other teen was probably kidding
But he didn't know how true that statement was
"Yes," he decided not to lie
Even if he was found out
He didn't think he was going to aloud to leave
"Hmph," the other teen actually sounded slightly impressed, "you robbed the palace?"
He nodded slightly
He knew other kids from the area were staring at him
"You know I was joking when I mocked your 'Thief King' title?" The other teen said slightly amused, "you could of gotten caught and it would of been such an effort to break your sorry ass out."
"I know," he sighed
He really did know
how hard it was to break out
Since his brother did it everything was tripled
Guards
Locks
Security
His room might of well of been a jail cell
He had barely anyways to escape it
"Did you see Rishid at the palace?" The other blonde haired teen asked suddenly
"Rishid?" That was his top guard
He was the one who was meant to keep an eye on him
He hoped he wouldn't be punished from his actions
He had up get back to make sure
He had told him so many stories of his brothers
His sister lived in the castle too
He needed to go
"Not that I care about my brother," the other teen suddenly gruffed, "I mean it was his fault he chose the palace over us..."
Brother?
He had to get back!
"Let me go!" Ryou squirmed in the other teens grip
"Rishid-kun will be punished!" The other teen seemed to release at these words
Ryou ran with his head down
He was aware of the curious eyes following him
But he didn't care
He needed to run
He would sacrifice his freedom for the only one who had acted as a friend
The only one
He didn't didn't know why either
When the other teen said he was his brother
He wanted him to be safe
So the other teen wouldn't worry
The other teen had shown concern about him
No one ever showed that
Most of the servants and castle staff wouldn't dare touch him
He ran down another ally way
He had been running for a while and didn't seem to be getting anywhere.
"You know the castle is the other way?" A dark voice chuckled
He gasped as the blonde hair teen jumped down in front of his from a rooftop
"What is your name?" he half purred half growled
"Bakura," the white haired teen tried saying strongly
It made his feel sick in the pit of his stomach though
His brothers name
He loved his brother
But he felt sick saying his name aloud
He was banned from mentioning him in the castle
He was out lawed for his treason
He wasn't banned from the city
Just never aloud to return home
He clutched his necklace tighter
It was the only proof except memories that his brother had existed
"What is that?" The other teen broke in suddenly noticing how the other clutched his shirt
"Nothing..." Ryou quickly released the precious item
He wasn't even aloud to show it in the castle
He wasn't meant it have it
Their father had tried erasing every memory or trace of his brother
Much like he had with his mother and sister
"Look if your not going to bloody tell me why your acting so bloody weird right now," the other teens patience seemed to snap and he came closer and lifted up his chin calmly but with much force, "tell me something Bakura would only know."
Sugar! What was he meant to say
The truth
He breathed in slightly almost to scared to breath out as the other teens face was glued on his
They could be breathing the same air how close they were
"I snuck out of my home and I'm never aloud back," Ryou said.
If it was true
If this Bakura was his...his brother
That was true
All of it
"I'm banned from my home and my family have tried erasing every trace of me," he told the story as he had told him self so often, "is that what you wanted to hear?" he snatched his chin out of the others grip
"I suppose," the other huffed, "but if you present a threat with this new weirdness I will not hesitate to throw you at the guards"
"I know," Ryou looked down shyly "…I know…"
Was he going to be banned like his brother now?
it seemed like the other teen expected him to go back to that place
Where was that
he had been taught everywhere he needed to know in his kingdom
though he supposed if these were the rebels they would be hidden from palace staff and royals
"Tell me…" the other teen spoke again, "are both your parents home?"
"no…"
"Why?"
"My mother drowned," he looked at his feet hopelessly
He watched them drown
He hadn't died
Why!?
Some people said he made a deal with the devil
Others often told him he was just lucky
He was sure it was his fault for there deaths
But even so
No matter the reason
It hurt
Those word hurt
The ones he heard
The ones he was told
The ones he wasn't meant to hear
They hurt
"Ok," the other teen looked at the white haired kid in interest, "come home then or you can go on a wild goose chase around town until one of the guards find you."
he looked up at the other teen with wide brown eyes filled with worry
he didn't want to go home
his real home
he would follow this teen
he would be this Bakura child
For now at least
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Thankyou for reading…