How to Save a Thief

Chapter One

DH: Hey guys!

OW: Here's the story we promised a few months ago with a pairing we created.

DH: It's Lilacshipping; Thief King Bakura (Akefia) x Miho Nosaka.

OW: Please spread it if you can!

DH: We wrote this with our nee-chan, RavenCloud18.

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DH: Also, there's a somewhat-OC character in this known as Heru.

OW: He's Ryou's Egyptian self, as Heru and Ryou both mean 'distant'.

DH: He looks like Ryou, but he has tanned skin and his hair is more silver than white.

OW: Please spread him too!

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It was a usual Wednesday afternoon in the small corner shop. Miho was humming one of her favourite songs as she swept up the shop floor.

Hearing the bell above the door ring, she looked up with a smile. "Welcome to the Nosaka grocery store."

A tanned boy around her age was standing in the doorway. He didn't acknowledge her.

Miho sighed and went back to sweeping. "Some people have no consideration for a friendly welcome. He didn't even thank me," she muttered under her breath.

The boy glanced over at her, his silvery hair hanging in his periwinkle eyes. The right side of his face was still hidden. "You know I can hear you, right?"

Miho's face flushed scarlet. "Uh... Well, you could have at least smiled or something... It doesn't hurt to be polite..."

The boy rolled his eyes and looked away. "I don't see the point when I'll be leaving in a minute anyway, and you probably won't see me again."

"But-" Miho began only to sigh. "Fine..." She knew there was no point in trying to pursue the conversation – if you could even call it that – any further.

She went behind the counter and leaned against it, tapping her foot against the floor as she waited for him to pick up whatever he wanted and pay for it.

As she waited, Miho glanced at her watch. It was almost time for her lunch break. "Miho doesn't have all day, you know," she called to the boy. She could just see a wisp of his hair over the top of the shelves.

"I'll be quick." She heard a rustling sound and without warning, the boy darted out from the aisle and made a dash for the door.

"Hey! Wait!" Miho ran out from behind the counter and grabbed his arm in an attempt to stop him from leaving.

He wrenched his arm out of her grip and darted out of the door and down the street.

She chased after him. "Get back here!"

He glanced over his shoulder. Seeing her chasing him, he growled and ducked into an alleyway.

Miho hesitated before following him into the alley. She wasn't a fan of damp, dark places, especially since the bad experiences that she had had in them when she was still in middle school.

The boy hid at the back of the alley, behind a pile of boxes and crates, hoping Miho wouldn't see him in the darkness.

Miho inched through the dark alleyway. "Look... Miho... Miho knows you're in there... It's a dead end and you didn't run out again..." She peered into the darkness surrounding her and shivered before making her way further into the alleyway.