Warnings: Ummm…. nothing I this chapter I think.

Key: none in this chapter.

Prologue

It was close to one in the morning. The night was dark, there were no stars and only the pale slither of moon was trying desperately to illuminate the gloomy city.

Two people on opposite sides of the aforementioned city were both doing and thinking the exact same thing, at the exact same time as each other. This fact though was unbeknownst to either of them.

The two males were both slinking silently around their respective bedrooms, like thieves in the night. To anyone who didn't know that they lived there, they would have looked like thieves. They were dressed all in black and moved quickly, confidently and quietly all the while shoving many things into holdalls. They mirrored each other's movements like a timed dance in which neither knew that they were participating in.

But they weren't thieves; these were their own rooms in their own houses. The items that they were 'stealing' were their own essentials, which would included clean underwear, toiletries and of course their ever present millennium items.

They left their rooms with all the things that they thought they might need at the same time as each other. As they descended the stairs to the door that would lead them out into the world, where they would be alone to fend for them selves for the first time since they gained their own bodies, their thoughts turned to the people that they would leave behind. They would miss the other half's of their souls but they needed to leave them or both them and their hikari's would never learn to fend for them selves.

Shutting the door quietly they walked to the in the crisp night air to the edge of the property's boundary and turned to take one last look at the place's that they would leave behind to start a new life somewhere else. Saying one final goodbye that only the night would hear they both set off running into the night, running so they couldn't turn back and hailed a taxi to the airport.

And still neither party knew that the other was doing the same thing, thinking the same thing and, to some extent, feeling the same thing as the other.

Both taxi were silent. Nothing made a sound except the purr of the engine. Both the runaways were thinking about the past, how they met their hikari's and how they knew so little about their own from five millennia ago in Egypt.

They felt alone even though, though still unbeknownst to either of them, they were not fore they had each other.

The shorter of the two males arrived first and exited the taxi with the grace and air of authority akin to that of ancient royalty. He paid and glided into the entrance of the airport, bag in hand. He went to a small shop that was surprisingly still open at this late hour and brought a bottle of water. He then proceeded to find his gate and sat down on a seat waiting for his flight to be called.

The second of the two males arrived shortly after the first. His exit from the taxi was somewhat less graceful. He scowled at the driver and handed over some money, he driver took it without checking it and slammed his foot on the gas. He turned and stomped to the entrance. He had always hated mornings. He stomped through the entranceway and over to the nearest hot drinks machine and got a cup of black coffee and then carried on his stomping towards his departure gate.

The shorter male looked up from the book he was reading and saw something that he had not expected to see. Bakura.

" Thief " he said pouring as much distain in to that one word as possible.

The 'thief' or Bakura as he shall now be referred to looked at the person that he was sitting next to and scowled at him.

" Pharaoh " he hissed back.

Now the shorter of the two is not called Pharaoh. At least not anymore. He was, however, called that when he ruled Egypt five thousand years ago, and even then that was not his given name. Neither of the two males knows what the shorter's real name is but for now he goes by the name Yami.

" What are you doing here? Have you come to try and stop me from leaving? How did you find out I was here anyway? Does my baka hikari know and sent you to stop me? Cause I'm not going back I'm leaving for good and you can't stop me!" Bakura continued.

" To answer your questions in order. I am leaving. No. I didn't you just appeared. No he doesn't and no he didn't. And to your last statement good I wasn't going to try anyway so leave and never darken my life again." The shorter one now named Yami replied all the while his eyes never leaving the book he was reading.

Bakura growled but before anything could happen they heard, " flight 112 to Egypt now boarding at gate three". Both stood. Both scowled. And both stalked off to their flight. Both ignoring the other.

-Uhhh. Okay. Well that was the first chapter of Five Years Later.

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