Like a thief in the night...

I don’t own Yu-gi-oh or any of the characters, if I would, do you think I would still do my own cleaning ;).

I know the milenium scale is already owned by Shadi and what it's abilities are, but not in my story ;). Please review.

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Like a thief in the night…

Senna took a deep breath. It was now or never. She opened the door and stepped into the class-room, all the eyes of the other students focussing on her. “aaah miss Kitsune, you’re here,” the teacher said, “class, this is Senna Kitsune. She’s coming to join our class. Please dear tell something about yourself.”
Senna hated this part every time she changed schools. But she managed to smile nicely. “well, my name is Senna, I moved her with my family and I think I will like this school very much.” She knew the drill. “Well dear just sit next to Tea. Tea please raise you’re hand.” A brown-haired girl raised her hand. She looked nice, but also had something of a goody-two shoe. Senna nodded ‘hi’ to the girl. The class was put to work and Senna glanced around the room; some people stood up from the rest of the class. Like the tall blond that was almost falling asleep in his chair. She tried to remember the names that Tea girl had whispered to her. What was it agaih yeh yeah, Joey. Next to him was a short boy with odd-looking hair, but it was somehow cool. Senna had noticed the ‘thing’ he wore around his neck. “Who would have thought,” she murmured in herself. In the back sat a tall brown-haired guy with piercing blue eyes. He didneem eem to pay any attention to his classmates. Senna liked those kind of guys. Then her attention was drawn to a boy in front of that Joey. He had white hair and spoke with a British accent. He looked nice but something about him was so familiar. Senna thought about it during most of the daut sut she didn’t seem to find any clues in her memory.
School was out and Senna was about to leave the room when Yugi called her. “Hey Senna, want to join us to the arcade? We’re gonna play some games and get something to eat. Our way of welcoming you.” “uhm, okay,” Senna hesitated. She wasn’t used to so much hospitality. She joined them and actually had a lot of fun that afternoon. She’d got to know them a bit better and found out the boy with the white hair was called Bakura. She noticed that he also wore a strange object. But this one brought back some memories. Memories that were not hers. She saw a young man. He was steeling objects from a tomb. He looked a lot like Bakura. He turned around and was somehow startled to see her. But then I grinned and came up to her. “well well, seems like there’s another fox on the prowl.” Senna looked at the person in front of her and heard herself say: “Just get out of my way, or this dessert fox will bite you and tare you up in little pieces.” The images were gone. Senna blinked her eyes. “Everything ok Senna,” Bakura asked. “Yeah I’m fine, must be all the excitement.” Senna felt like an idiot. “Well I got to head home now.” She waved her new friends goodbye. When she’d turned around the corner she noticed footsteps behind her. She turned around. It was Bakura. “Hey Senna, wait up. My house is also that way. Let’s walk together.” The talked all the way. Senna finally gathered all her nerve to ask about the ‘ring’ he wore around his neck. Bakura told her the story. “But why do you want to know?” he asked friendly. “It reminded me of an old item we own. It’s a scale and it has the same eye symbol as your ‘milleniumring’”. They both went silent for a while. “Can I check it out some time?” Bakura asked softly. “Sure, but I probably am mistaken. It would be too much of a weird coincidence.” “Probably, but you got me curinow.now.” Bakura laughed. They stopped at his house and said goodbye to each other.

They all went home. But at night Senna was tossing and turning in her bed. She couldn’t stop thinking about those weird memories that she had had that afternoon. And why couldn’t she stop thinking about Bakura? Something deep inside her was awakening and stirred inside her. She threw the sheets of of her and looked at the scale next to her bed. She hadn’t been mistaken. It was the same symbol. But what did it mean? All of a sudden the scale began to glow and Senna felt like she was changing. After a couple of seconds the feeling faded but she didn’t feel like Senna anymore. Senna was asleep inside this person. She looked at herself in the long mirror. “Well Nightshade, seems like we’re back in business.” The person looked exactly like Senna, but she had a dangerous glimmer in her eyes and had red stripes in her hair. “I think it’s time to pay visit to an ‘old’ friend.”
Nightshade got dressed and went outside. She felt strong, alive.
Soon she arrived at Bakura’s house. She climbed into a large tree and could see Bakura fast asleep in his room. She walked onto the nearest branch and climbed into his open window.

Bakura was fast a sleep. He dreamt about the new girl. He liked her, in fact, he liked her a lot and ifwasnwasn’t mistaken, she liked him too. But Bakura’s Yami had recognized something in that new girl and he was restless. Suddenly he felt like there was something in the room. He felt he wasn’t alone. The yami opened his eyes, looked around the room. Suddenly he saw a shadow near the window. “Hello Bakura,” a seductive voice said. Bakura narrowed his eyes. That voice, so familiar. The person stepped out of the shadows. “Nightshade. I wondered how long it would take you to find me.”
“Apparently too long. Seems like you’re losing your touch Baki.” Nightshade replied with a sneer.
“Don’t call me that.”
“ow please Baki, you mean to say that all that time you got you’re hands on just one other millennium item?”
“What about you? You only got one and you already owned the scale those 1000 of years ago.”
“True, but it wasn’t my fault that little girl never paid any attention to it. You know that only tonight she got in contact with that damn thing. I grabbed my chance as soon as I ‘felt’ her.”
“What are you doing here Nightshade?” Bakura said cautiously. He had known Nightshade for quite some time. She wasn’t some innocent girl. She was one of the best thieves Egypt had known. And she wasn’t that easily scared of. She lived for danger. He had admired her and hell, he even felt attracted to her. Who wouldn’t be the way she looked. But she was also competition. And he hated competition.
Bakura looked at the girl in front of him. She looked like a dessert goddess. Cinnamon skin, almond eyes, long black hair with those blood red stripes in it. Her well formed curves. He grinned.

Nightshade looked down at Bakura. “What are you grinning about?” she asked, irritation in her voice.
“Nothing, can’t a guy grin?”
“When you grin you’re usually scheming something.”
“You’re right, I am….”
Silence.

Bakura stepped out of bed. And for a moment Nightshade was stunned. He was totally naked. She couldn’t help but look at him. She got a blush on her face. Bakura noticed and he knew he had her right where he wanted her.
“What’s wrong?” he asked walking up to her. “Nothing, I’m just…uh..well.” Nightshade backed away. This wasn’t what she’d expected and she had to get a grip, she told herself. Nightshade straightened her back. No way she was going to let him win this. She stood still. Then she walked forward, determined to walst Bst Bakura to the window. But Bakura grabbed her by her arm and pulled her close to him. “Where are you going? Little dessert fox?”
“Let me go Bakura, or..”
“Or what? You’re gonna scream? You’re gonna hurt me? Come on beautiful, we both know you want this.”
She looked into his eyes, rage was flowing inside her. But not because he held her by her arm, but because he was right. She wanted him. But first she had to get the upper hand again.
Then Nightshade slapped him. For a moment Bakura was stunned. She’d hit him pretty hard and he felt his cheek glowing. “You keep underestimating me, Bakura,” Nightshade gave him a hard push and Bakura fell on the bed. “You know that I like to keep things into my own hands.” While saying that one of her hands ran across his hard cock, slowly teasing him. Bakura couldn’t help himself but letting out a soft moan.


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Okay not a real lemon but the next chapter will be full of it. That is if I get enough reviews ;)