Thiefshipping in ProgressMarik Ishtar could not sleep. There could be many reasons as to why it eluded him so much. Perhaps it was the unfamiliar rain pattering softly against his window. After all he was raised underground and in the desert. Or perhaps it was because the next day was going to be his first day in a public school. That alone would be enough to keep any one awake.Thiefshipping in Progress4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
However the tomb keeper knew exactly why he couldn't sleep. It was because a certain thief was stuck in his thoughts. It had been three days since he'd made the official move from Egypt to Domino City and the white haired grave robber was nowhere to be found. He'd thought that he would see Bakura at least once in that time. After all, he was the first one Marik had told when he decided to move.
Sighing he turned onto his side to look out the window. The rain was starting to let up and a full moon was starting to peek through the clouds. It might even completely clear up in an hour or so. Maybe with the absence of that distraction he mi