Rye: Yo! This is Rye and allow me to welcome my lovely, and yet evil, co-writer Ottawawolf!
Ottawa: What's up? Shout out from Canada!
Rye: Now then this is my first crossover fic and this idea jumped at me from the numerous conversations I have with Ottawa here!
Ottawa: And boy do we have some whacky conversations.
Rye: So onto the warnings!
Ottawa: This story may contain blood, death (mwahaha), yaoi, twincest, and is not suitable for those with weak constitutions or strong opinions against any of these things. Basically, if you don't like it... bite me.
Disclaimer: We own squat, but our OCs and the plot for this story.
ENJOY!
It was that time of year, the building had been cleaned and polished, workers and venders had arrived early to set up booths and information desks. Some chatting away and making friends, others busy making new art or charms to sell later. But don't let this fool you; it was the calm before the storm. Almost as if they were all mind readers, they fell silent and quickly got to their battle stations as the long, long rows of glass doors clicked in sync and opened. A flood of bodies came in, chatting, singing, dancing, bouncing, screaming and shouting!
It was madness, but it was their madness, they felt like gods as they saw their worshipers pouring in by the hundreds. Yes it was time for the annual Anime New York Festival!
Everywhere you turned there was someone in cosplay or taking a picture, fangirls ran around squealing as they held Yaoi paddles, boys drooled at the scantily clad females as parents shook their heads or stared in horror of what the convention was like and it was only 8 in the morning, wait until they see the noon rush when the others got there.
Yes, it was heaven and hell meshed together in a beautiful chaotic mess. And this is what greeted a small group of friends when they had been able to get pass the pack of hyenas waiting to get in. They all fell to the floor in a comical fashion as the staff tried to keep those without passes outside.
"Man! We haven't even gotten into costume and already people were molesting me!" cried a blonde boy, his powder blue eyes bright and innocent.
"Can it Clover..." hissed a black haired boy, his light rose colored eyes narrowed in pain as he rubbed is sore chin. "I think someone stole my pass."
"Nope, I got it!" said a purple haired boy as he waved said pass in the air along with the others.
"Well let's find the bathrooms and get into costume. We got all day to run around and cause hell before the Group Contest!" said one of the only two girls in their group.
"Okay... You boys be careful, no killing, no maiming, no IEIP." the second girl said as she checked her bag to make sure everything was there.
"What?" the boys asked.
"No Indecent Exposure In Public." the first girl said.
After that they got to the bathrooms and quickly got changed. They were all dressed as an Anime character from two of their favorite shows. Wigs were put on, contacts for those who needed them, and even breast binding! Once they were ready, they left the bathroom and went to enjoy the con...
-Later-
"Damn how the hell did we lose Clover and Shade?" asked one of the boys as they looked around.
"Calm down, Dante."
"Rye's right, we can't do anything here, too many witnesses and well, we don't need to be punished again." said another of the boys.
"Shut up, Luke..."
"Kaiba-kun!" squealed a high-pitched voice before Dante found himself tackled to the floor.
"Nice!"
"Isaac help!" Dante growled.
Isaac managed to pry te girl off his older brother and helped him back to his feet as Ottawa, Rye's friend from Canada, giggled.
She was keeping track of how many times everyone in the group had to stop and pose for a picture or got attacked by fans. They headed over to the Maid Cafe to wait for their missing party members when this happened:
"Hao-sama!" Yet another fan-chick dressed up as one of Hao Asakura's followers threw herself on Rye, who was currently dressed up as the pyromaniac.
"Back off, I'm a chick!" Rye barked, jade green eyes glaring murderously at the girl, who sensed death nearby and fled. Rye sniffed and tossed her long black hair back over her shoulder. "Jeez, can't they feel my boobs under here?"
"You know, if you didn't want to be molested, you shouldn't have dressed up as the hottest shaman in existence while at an anime convention." said Ottawa, who was dressed up as Yoh as she slung an arm around Rye's shoulders. She had gone the full way and purchased a decent wig that looked like Yoh's hair to cover her buzz cut and a pair of dark brown contacts to hide her naturally blue eyes. She'd even bound her breasts down to properly portray the part of a boy.
"Rye, don't lift up your arms, you don't have a shirt on, remember?" Dante sighed. He had a brown wig on over his purple hair and was dressed up as Seto Kaiba. His white eyes, which were hidden behind blue contacts, merely blinked as Rye offered a very rude suggestion in reply. He instead stared around the crowd, looking for his boyfriend.
"Give it up man." Izzy sighed. "You know he's going to be attempting to get through a hoard of rabid fangirls, I can't believe you made him go with the dog-suit Joey." Izzy had a wig that looked like Yugi's hair and his naturally purple eyes completed the illusion.
"It was too cute to pass up!" Dante snapped defensively.
"I still don't know why I couldn't dress up as Yoh." Luke grumbled. "I am your boyfriend, after all." Luke's black hair had been slicked up into Ren's trademark spike. His blue eyes looked down at Ottawa, who stuck out her tongue at him. The tribal tattoos on his body rippled with his movements.
"I'm about the same size as Rye, and I already have some of Yoh's personality, so it worked." Ottawa huffed. "Besides, I called dibs on Yoh ages ago." She said with a manic grin. She checked the satchel she carried for the hundredth time. "Come on! I saw cotton candy around here somewhere!"
"Hmm, Ottawa and too much sugar, should be fun." Izzy said with a wicked grin.
"We could get her all riled up and set her loose in that bunch of Anna-cosplayers we saw earlier." Dante suggested. Ottawa cackled merrily, and a little insanely at the thought. Suddenly Rye focused on something on the nearby wall.
"Hey, Ottawa, none of your potions are leaking are they?" She asked, staring at the purple-black glowing, growing swirling circle on the wall.
"I just checked, all of them are fine, you know what happened last time the potions leaked." Ottawa replied.
"Good times. Good times..." Luke snickered.
"So then... what is that then?" Rye asked, pointing at the glowing circle again. All the sudden several people leapt out of the circle. They had barely any time to register that it was in fact the X-Laws before Marco noticed Rye and uttered a battle cry, lunging in an attack. "Oh, shi-" Rye was cut off by a hard slice to her belly. She fell forward, blood dripping onto the ground, into the glowing circle.
"RYE!" Ottawa yelled, leaping after her friend without care of what might lie on the other side. Assorted yells behind her told her that the others were following. She was falling headfirst through a vortex of some kind. It occurred to her that maybe she shouldn't be moving head first, but it was too late. She hit the ground hard, and then there was dark...
-Sometime later-
... Waking up hurt. Her head throbbed and the light when she opened her eyes just sent another spike of pain shooting into her brain. Even so she shot up, looking around desperately for Rye.
"Oh, you're awake." A nasty, smug, high-pitched voice said.
Ottawa turned her head and could not suppress a sneer of disgust at the sight of Anna. Faust was standing behind her, looking apologetic and a little embarrassed. Ottawa wasn't sure why until she realized... her clothes were gone. The bandages binding her breasts down were still in place, hiding her chest, but she still felt exposed, especially with Anna staring at her with snake-like slipperiness.
"Where are my clothes?" Ottawa demanded.
"They are in the corner." Faust said with a gesture of his hand. "Forgive me, I did not realize you were female until I..." Ottawa huffed and got up, walking shakily to her clothes.
"Not a problem, you're a doctor and I don't question your good intentions." She said with a pointed glare at Anna. "Has anyone else appeared like I did?"
"No, I'm afraid not."
Ottawa growled as she put back on the pants and her shirt. She reached up to touch her head and realized the wig was still in place. She was reaching for her satchel when the wall was torn open. She yelped in surprise as fire erupted around her and an arm clamped around her waist, dragging her up and away.
"Mine." A throaty voice growled in her ear. Oh gods, she knew that voice, and she knew who the owner thought she was. As she was lifted high in the sky she turned her head and found Hao staring at her, a smirk on his face and desire in his eyes. "Yoh."
"...well, this day just went from bad to fucktastic."
-Meanwhile-
"... okay?"
"Don't touch him, Yugi!"
"For once I agree with Gardner. We don't know if he's dangerous or not."
'Voices?' was the first thought to enter her brain as she slowly opened her eyes. The first thing she noticed was the huge gaping hole in the ceiling, the next was the burning pain in her gut and on her back before she remembered what had happed and bolted up right.
"EEK! HE'S GONNA KILL US!" screamed a really annoying voice.
Rye snapped her head to look for the annoying voice and kill it, but froze when she came face to face with a gun. She blinked slowly at first and then quickly to make sure she wasn't seeing things before she followed the gun up the long arm and up to a stern face that was too handsome to be Dante's.
"Where am I?"
"You're at the Kame Game Shop." piped up a small voice, it was soft and sweet.
Rye could help but close her eyes, a motherly smile pulling on hir light pink lips before she turned her head to the voice and noted a short young boy, he had a wild mane of ebony black hair with jagged blonde bangs framing a round angelic face while the very edge of his hair was tipped in a light violet. He had large innocent amethyst eyes that made you feel warm and fuzzy inside. He looked to be 11, but she didn't dare assume it.
"I see... Unh! Shit, that hurts..." she hissed when she had turned her body to face him. She cursed when she felt something rip and warm blood ooze out.
"Are you okay?" the boy asked again.
"Yea, I'm fine, Yugi." She said absently as she brought her hand under the poncho and pressed her hand over the wound.
"How do you know his name?" growled the man with the gun.
"Like I know yours Seto Kaiba." She said slowly getting up. "All I know is that somehow I got from my world here. And considering it wasn't anyone I know who did this. I can safely assume I'm stuck here... Now are you going to shoot me or find me a first aid kit so I can patch up unless you want to explain to Grandpa about the busted ceiling AND the blood all over the floor?"
He glared at her as she looked right back at him.
Rye: And finish! What do you think Ottawa?
Ottawa: We both seem to have gotten ourselves into some messy situations, yet again!
Rye: Well you all know the deal: Review or I'm gonna send Marco after you!