Bakura closed his eyes as the sea breeze swept through his mane of white hair, he took in a deep breath before slowly sighing and opening his eyes and looking out onto the beach below him. He was currently standing on the road just above the beach, all that was standing between him and golden sands was a peeling white railing which was being grasped tightly between the thief’s fingers. Behind him stood the usual buildings found at the seaside; arcades, ice-cream bars, fish and chip take-aways, beach toy shops and the occasional crumbling café or restaurant. The sound of children’s squealing grated against Bakura’s ears, he grimaced slightly as one let out a particularly high-pitched screech.
Okay the thief hated children, okay he hated the crowds of people that gathered there, okay he hated the overly bright sun that hurt his blood-red eyes, okay he hated not being able to wear his incredibly long black leather trench coat… but even people like him needed holidays, right?
Bakura was currently wearing a loose pale blue shirt that billowed around him in the slight breeze, in the absence of his black trench coat he had compromised by wearing tight black skinny jeans with a thick belt strapped to his hips. A pair of lace-up combat boots hugged his feet and a pair of dark sunglasses hid his eyes from the bright sun. To finish the look off, a smirk was plastered to face; his signature trademark.
The white haired male had arrived just this morning, he had decided that he needed a break from the ever exhausting city, a break from thievery and the usual mischief he got up to, just to relax and not have to worry about police or other big-name criminals. Well, that’s what he said. In actual fact Bakura had managed to steal just over $900,000 in cash from a high security bank, causing almost every police officer in the city to be hunting him. Also unfortunately, the money he has stolen had belonged to the biggest criminal in the city, Marik. He was known and feared by everybody, people said that even police couldn’t touch him. Of course this meant that he was being hunted down by every criminal in the city who worked for Marik… which was almost every criminal in the entire city. But Bakura being Bakura would never admit, even to himself, that he was actually worried about being the most searched for man in the city… of course not! He wasn’t at all fazed by the fact that if he was caught by the police he’d be facing life imprisonment, or if he was caught by Marik he would be lucky to escape with his life…. No, not bothered by it at all. I mean sure it was sensible to leave for a while and let things cool down… but the real reason he had come here was because he wanted a holiday. Yup, that’s the only reason. Not running away or anything.
The thief sighed and mused over his thoughts, this ‘relaxing’ thing was already starting to bore him. But just as he was about to turn back and head towards his hotel, he spotted something. Bakura smirked™. Let’s have some fun, shall we? The thief strode over to a pair of large binoculars that were mounted on the railing, after inserting the correct number of coins he was able to move the binoculars around and peer through them. They were obviously intended to be used for looking out at the sea, but Bakura was not a man that was easily amused by looking at things as trivial and
boring as the sea, no he intended to put the binoculars, in his eyes, to a much better use. After spending half a minute or so searching, Bakura found what he was looking for and smirked™. He was gazing at a girl, late teens, wearing a veryskimpy bikini, pink with white polka dots. The thief’s smirk™ grew into a grin as he continued to watch the oblivious girl. She was currently lying on a beach towel, perched up on her elbows, she had long blonde hair, sleek but shapely tanned body. Bakura watched on as the girl began to rub sun-cream onto her long legs, running her hands up and down her own body, the thief also noticed how every time she leant forwards to reach her feet and ankles, her extremely impressive breasts would get pressed against her upper legs and-blackness.
