[Yu-Gi-Oh! AU] Don't Think Twice before You Listen To Your Heart; Follow the Trace for a New Start

[motherlypeace]

[This was supposed to be an exciting class trip.

The spring semester was about to come to a close, and Inko Hakuba's first few months in high school were supposed to end with a fun trip for everyone before the summer vacation began.

Said fun trip?

Going to Egypt.

Truth be told, she'd been looking forward to this trip for weeks; it was meant to be a trip for the senior students, but after a particular incident that was not disclosed to the public, the funds and tickets were given to the first years for free (so long as the student had a usable passport) as punishment for the students in question in lieu of barring their chances at graduation.

So Inko and her class were shuttled onto a bus, put on a plane, and were sent to Egypt as a cultural studies trip.

Her very first trip, her very first trip without her parents, and to a foreign country, no less! She was being taken to a land of adventure, full of beautiful golden sands, priceless artifacts, and ancient magic and wonder.

(Of course, it was not actually like that; but nobody had the heart to tell the poor girl that when she excitedly got on the plane. She was only fifteen, less than one month off from her sixteenth birthday, and she was clearly very excited!)

Their first stop was an outdoor market near Cairo, which was clearly trying to appeal to tourists like Inko who bought into the idea of the country rather than the reality. An old woman with graying hair reached out to Inko as she passed a stall, and stopped her as she was about to walk past.

Her classmates didn't notice that they left her behind.

"Yes...?" She asked in clumsy Arabic.

"You...I've seen you before."

The woman spoke in perfect Japanese, but it was clear that she was not a native speaker. Her mouth moved in a strange way, and they didn't seem to match her words, but Inko understood her perfectly.

"I...Excuse me?" Inko blinked.

The woman fished under the counter, pulling something out and holding it to Inko.

It looked like some kind of stone, almost the size of her fist. The image of what looked to be a tiger was carved on it, and the stone...looked old.

Quite old.

"For you. Don't worry about paying."

Inko took it in her hand and held it to her chest, and it felt warm in her hand. She didn't understand what was going on, but she nodded.

"I...if you're...thank you."

She bowed quickly, hurrying to catch up to the other students that were milling around nearby at another stall.

She dreamt of a voice that night, speaking to her. It was faint and muffled, and she couldn't understand it.

It wasn't until the next day, when they went to visit the Cairo museum, that she understood the words:

"Find me."

When she and her classmates went to the museum, she found herself stopping at a stone tablet on the wall with the same tiger etched into it; it looked like he was staring right at her...but that couldn't be right! That was a carving!

And yet...

She felt the stone in her hand growing warm, almost burning to the touch as she felt it...

Phase inside her body.

And something opened up under her, swallowing her whole as she fell into an abyss to the horrified screaming of her classmates nearby.

...

And there she was, lying in her Domino High school uniform inside what looked to be an open sarcophagus, the mummy long since removed. She was in the fetal position, short hair in disarray as she hugged herself.

She was unconscious...

And she wasn't in the museum anymore.]

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Bath Time

[thefinalsacrifice]

[After a good meal and waiting for the sun to set a bit more, Bakura eventually takes Inko to his favorite bathing spot. True to his word, it is indeed very secluded by trees and rocks. The rocks are generally why people avoid it and it doesn't get as warm as other parts of the river due to the trees covering some of the water from the sun.

With their basket of supplies and some linens to use as towels, Bakura sets their stuff down and begins to strip without a moments thought. Nudity isn't a huge thing in their culture, after all. He's aware men and women usually bathe separately but he wants to make sure no one followed them and that Inko is safe.

A small plop is heard as Diabound flops into the water and Bakura begins rubbing the soap into his clothes to wash.

Inko is treated to a rather nice view of the thief's impressive physique as he crouches next to the water's edge.]

You don't need much soap to get your clothes clean.

[motherlypeace]

[Today was...goodness, it was some of the most fun she's had in ages. This was more enjoyable than going out with Micchan or Miho-chan, or going out with her class.

Why was that...?

Why was it more enjoyable than that...? Was it Bakura's company? The sun on her skin? The taste of the food?

Perhaps it was all of it.

But then it was time to bathe.

In truth, Inko isn't sure what to expect. Were they going to bathe on other ends of the river? Were they going to bathe one at a time--

--No, they were clearly going to just bathe at the same time and be naked together oh Gods oh Gods this was not a drill that was literally Bakura being naked holy Gods he was gorgeous his body was so muscled he was talking to her he was talking to her he was talking to her he was expecting them to bathe together oh Gods oh Gods oh Gods--

Inko squeaks, her face a bright cherry red at what she sees.

Look at him.

He is...he is an adonis. There is nothing else to describe him other than 'beautiful': his muscles are perfect, his hair is perfect, his eyes are gorgeous, and his...

Oh.

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh.

That was...

Oh Gods, that was a man's...

Inko's eyes shot up back to his face immediately, but the damage was done. She saw it, flaccid and beautiful and thick and why did she feel warmth in her stomach all of a sudden? Was it hot here?

Was this Marble God of a man expecting her to take her clothes of?!

Inko looks dazed for a moment...

Then finds it in her to speak.]

O-o-o-o-o-h y-y-y-yes! Ah-ah---!

[She very quickly mutters something in Japanese as her hands fumble over her clothes, taking them off and making sure that she doesn't tear them or knock anything loose.

Think of it like an onsen. Think of it like an onsen. Just think of it like an onsen this is not weird in the least...!

Once her clothes are off, she holds them in her hands, rubbing soap in her clothes as well.]

O-Okay. Th-thank you for the meal--wait, no that's not what I mean! I--thank you. I.

[Deep breath.]

Thank you.

[thefinalsacrifice]

[Bakura just watches as he's fairly certainly he just saw a bit of her Ba leave her body.

It doesn't dawn on him that she's embarrassed by his nudity until her eyes move down his body and her face turns red.

Ah. Yes. That strange prudish nature of hers. Bakura grunts and turns away which only lets her get a nice view of that chiseled ass of his instead.

...

But he does steal a quick look at her once Inko's naked and.

Hn.

Her body is...

Picturesque. Curves in all the right areas. Supple, plump breasts with cute pink nipples. All of her skin looks so soft...

She had said she'd never done anything with a man. Does that mean none have seen her naked either? He's the first...

Gods, even her sex looks soft. Warm.

Delicious.

Bakura unintentionally licks his lips before turning his attention back to his clothes.]

... I'm glad you liked the food.

[motherlypeace]

[Oh, that ass is...nnngh. It's gorgeous, chiseled, and...it's perfect.

What would he do if she...?

NO! She couldn't just touch it! What was she thinking?! Goodness, you don't just touch a person like that!

She smiles, trying not to think about the fact that they are naked right now.]

Yes, it was delicious. I've never had anything like it in my time. I grew up with food that's much more subtle; this was absolutely bursting with flavor! I could eat food like this for the rest of my life.

[She finishes rubbing soap into her clothes, gently rinsing it off with water.]

A-Ah...when you start to w-wash yourself...would you like me...

[She pauses.]

T-To wash your back for you?

[thefinalsacrifice]

We Egyptians enjoy our spices. That's good it wasn't too much for you.

[As he's finishing up, wringing out the clothes, she asks him that question and.

He blinks. It's been a bit since he was last with a woman... Even longer when he bathed with one.

Bakura stands up to lay his clothes on the rock to dry then looks over his shoulder to smile slightly at Inko.]

... That would be nice, yes.

[motherlypeace]

[Oh... that smile. It's...

It's enough for Inko's heart to skip a beat.

She smiles right back, setting her own clothes on a rock to dry.]

I-if you like...

[Swallow.]

You can wash my back, too.

[thefinalsacrifice]

[He chuckles softly and grabs his own body soap before heading back to the water's edge.]

Shouldn't I be asking if that's what you'd like?

[Bakura steps into the water and begins walking out where it becomes a bit deeper. Then he sits down and relaxes, letting the water splash and lap at his body.]

[motherlypeace]

[Her cheeks darken, and Inko grabs her body soap quickly before stepping into the water.]

Oh!

[Her face brightens, and for a moment, she forgets her nakedness. In that moment, she's just an excited young lady who's stepping into something new and refreshing.]

It's cold!

[She doesn't seem too upset about that. If anything, she's delighted.]

It feels good!

[With a bounce in her step (and her breasts), she turns towards Bakura, excitement spurring her on enough to make her forget her modesty. Why, she even heads towards him!]

Thank you for taking me here.

[thefinalsacrifice]

We can come earlier if you want the water warmer.

[The thief notices that bounce. (In more ways than one.)

He dunks his head back into the water to get his hair wet.]

I figured we could both use a deep clean.

[Will she forget her modesty at the sight of Bakura with dripping hair, skin glistening from the water?]

[motherlypeace]

[...Oh.

She stops.

Stares.

Her face burns, her heart races...]

B...Bakura--

[She is naked.

He is naked.

And gorgeous.

...oh...]

[thefinalsacrifice]

Hm...?

[He tilts his head, studying Inko's face.

It's red. She's blushing again.

... His voice drops slightly in volume.]

What is it...?

[motherlypeace]

[She takes a few steps forward.

Then a few more.

She stops a few steps away. Her heart is in her throat, her blood is pounding in her ears, her legs feel shaky and her belly heats up.

With a shaky breath, she tries to find the space to speak.

Everything is too quiet.

She can't hear the rush of the water.

The chirping of the birds.

The rush of the wind.

All she can hear is his voice.]

Y-you...

[She takes another step forward, daring to reach out her hand.

Soft fingers graze his chest.]

You're...th- the most...I...

[Swallow.]

The most beautiful man I have ever seen.

[thefinalsacrifice]

[As Inko approaches, the thief slowly rises to his feet, letting the cool water run down his body.

Her touch gets a slight shudder out of him and he gently takes a hold of the girl's wrist as he gazes down at her.]

... Am I?

[motherlypeace]

[She takes one more step forward.

Gods, he's touching her...his hand on her wrist...

Inko lets out a shaky exhale of breath, reaching out another hand...

And touches his cheek.]

Yes.

[thefinalsacrifice]

I've been told that quite a bit.

[He leans into her touch and holds Inko's hand against his chest.]

But... you allowed me to see how true that is.

[motherlypeace]

[Inko's breath picks up and her eyes widen slightly.]

Bakura...I...

[thefinalsacrifice]

[She doesn't need to say anything more.

Bakura leans in and presses a soft kiss to her lips.]

[motherlypeace]

[She melts.

She's sure of it: she's melting into his touch. His lips are so gossamer, so sweet...

This is a kiss.

Inko closes her eyes, leaning into this beautiful man as he claims her lips for himself. The thief that claimed her heart...

And...

P-perhaps her body.

She presses herself against him, not caring that her breasts are pressing against his...

Or that she feels warm and strange between her legs.]

[thefinalsacrifice]

[The thief lets go of her wrist so he can instead wrap an arm around Inko's waist to pull her closer still.

Her body feels amazing against his. So soft, warm. Just as supple as he thought it would be but feels all the better than he imagined.

He keeps the kiss light though. Nothing too much for what he's guessing to be Inko's first kiss. After a few moments he pulls back to study her expression.]

[motherlypeace]

[Just that one kiss left her yearning for more: she watches him, eyes lidded and hazy, skin flushed and nipples erect against his skin.

Inko tilts her head just a little. Is she asking for more?]

Ba...kura...

[thefinalsacrifice]

Mmmnn...?

[He hums softly, using his free hand to trace up her spine.]

What is it...?

[motherlypeace]

[O-oh...!

She shivers under his touch, trembling...]

I...I...w-want...I...

[Her breath picks up.]

T-touch me. Kiss me. Please.

[thefinalsacrifice]

[Without hesitation Bakura kisses her again, more deeply this time, his hands slowly wandering up and down her back. He feels her curves, how soft her skin is.

Eventually his hands make their way down to Inko's behind and he gently caresses it, loving how perfectly it fits into the palm of his hands and how he could just sink his fingers into that plush skin.]

[motherlypeace]

[Gods, this man. The way he touches her, the way he kisses her...

He makes her feel...

...

Beautiful.

Inko trails her fingers up his spine, grazing the grooves of every muscle with her fingertips. He's so strong, so--

W-wait. He's touching her...!

She squeaks into his kiss before letting out a strange, pleasured sound into his mouth.]

Mmmmnnn...!

[thefinalsacrifice]

[He's had countless women feel him before but... there's something about Inko. Because she's never done anything like this before...?

But Bakura pulls back to let out a breathy chuckle, highly amused by that adorable squeak and the moan.]

You said to touch you.