She relaxes in her bedroom.

Akiza sat in the dim glow of her bedroom, the flickering light of the television casting eerie shadows on the walls. The news anchor's voice droned on, attributing the destruction to a bomb scare, their words hollow and detached. She stared with an annoyed expression at the screen. "Fools," They thought. "They see only what they wish to see." Yami Bakura grumbled as he turned of the tv and tossed the remote aside.

Yami Bakura's gaze lingered on his new form, the reflection of Akiza's youthful body. It was different from his old one in more ways than one. The evil spirit had never imagined they'd inhabit such a....sexy body. There previous life's as the Thief King, Zorc and even with that pathetic little Bakura, had all been male. Even Bakura for his softspoken nature was still undoubtedly a male. Yet this....

"Hehe...." The evil spirit licked his stolen lips in delight as they stared at their semi-nude form.

Thousands of years of pent up frustration had existed within the spirit and while it was easy to drown it out in Bakura's body, one as voluptuous as Akiza's didn't do so well. Suffice to say the spirit was more than happy to strip her down and familiarize herself with every inch and contour of this vessel. It's psychic abilities was great but oh was it going to have fun doing other things with this vessel.