Author's Notes:
Here it is guys, your new story. Um, this is just the prologue, but I hope you like it. I decided to try my hand at a crossover…hope it does well.
Home...
A boy with white hair stares out, of the oval window, watching as the outside atmosphere flies by while the ground slowly comes into view. A small sigh escapes the young man's lips, although it goes completely unnoticed by the people around him. He doesn't mind; he's used to being alone, forgotten, overlooked—even within his small group of friends. Even with his own yami I guess he's just an ignorable person.
All around the teenager, people are speaking to their friends in normal volumes. They are on Kaiba's personal plane, which means that the group of seven is the only ones talking. However, the teenager doesn't care to focus on his friends; he is more worried about his nerves. His pounding heart can be heard a mile away, and his stomach is doing backflips as the others speak.
A shiver runs down the fourteen-year-old's spine. Everyone has been completely calm, although they had all just received a mysterious letter. Not the boy though, he hasn't even closed his eyes once the entire ride. When everyone else, including Kaiba, was asleep, the boy was silently crying.
All of a sudden, everyone stops speaking and starts clapping. Well, everyone except Kaiba, who's used to this, and Bakura and Yami, who were both too petrified to clap.
The plane rolls into the station and Yami and Bakura, unsurprisingly, dash off the 'flying death contraption.' Yami falls to his knees and kisses the ground while Bakura yells obscenities at the plane in question. After those two exit the plane, Yugi, Marik, and Mariku walk off, all of them bursting with laughter at the two ridiculous yamis. These three are followed by Seto and Ryou, who basically trudges out of the plane.
Seto, being as cunning as he is, had booked their flight to land at a quiet time where no one stood between them and the staff. The yamis then return to their respective items, and the four remaining people go through customs and emigration Ryou moving the quickest because he's a Britain native. Once everyone is through, the yamis return when no one is looking and the group walks towards the taxis.
For a moment, the younger white haired teen freezes. Europe and cars have never been a good combination for him. To be quite honest, the boy is pretty terrified of automobiles. And yes, it has everything to do with his family dying in car accidents. However, the boy is then roughly pushed into the van by his yami, who then takes the seat next to the younger and gives him a semi-curious, semi-annoyed glance.
Ryou shrugs it off and then turns back towards the window, watching the lights of the town flash past him. The sky takes on a gray hue, and raindrops slowly starts to pour from the sky. Ryou sighs, and finally lets the tears he's been holding fall, paying no attention to Yugi and Marik's calls.
After being shoved rather roughly by his yami, Ryou snaps out of his daze and quickly wipes up his tears. "Are you ok, Bakura?" Yugi asks rather gently. Ryou looks over to Yugi, innately knowing that Yugi was referring to him instead of his yami. The others make it a point to ignore the Spirit of the Ring.
"I'm fine Yugi, just reminiscing about old memories..." Ryou replies, barely above a whisper.
Yugi cocks an eyebrow at the younger teen, but realizes that he's back to ignoring him by staring out the window. Yugi looks over to Marik, who simply shrugs at him and continues talking to Yami Bakura about whatever.
Ryou soon dozes off, falling into an uncomfortable and restless sleep. The boy shivers every now and then, even jumping up from fright or squeaking. The only one to notice is Yugi, but he resists the urge to wake the boy, knowing that he didn't sleep at all on the plane.
The car comes to a halting stop, snapping Ryou from his slumber quite suddenly. The boy quickly leaves the vehicle and stands in the rain to wait for everyone else. Once again, only Yugi notices his friend's strange behavior while the others just ignore the boy completely, like usual.
Seto slowly opens the door, and everyone walks into the house. Seto then clears his throat to get everyone's attention, and all eyes snap to him.
"Well, while the butler gets the bags and brings them to your pre-assigned rooms, I feel I should inform you about the house and town. We are currently on Saltwater Ave, Elmbridge, Surrey, England. This neighborhood is known for fatal accidents.
Ryou paled—"Therefore, I want you idiots to be careful, and not draw attention to ourselves. I also feel the need to tell you, DO NOT GO IN THE HOUSE ACROSS THE STREET. It may be abandoned by its owner, but it is still owned. As for the rules in this household...no goofing around, a stealing —death glare at Bakura— no killing —death glare at Bakura and Mariku— no shadow games —death glare at Yami and Bakura— and no fighting —glare at all three yamis—. As for the sleeping arrangement, you guys will share rooms with your...other halves, and I'll bunk alone. Yami, Yugi, you two will bunk in the room, first door to your right. First door to the left is the bathroom, second to the left will be Ryou and Bakura, second to the right will be me, and third to the right will be Marik and Mariku. As for the rest of the house, you can map it out yourself. As for dinner, tonight I had a personal chef come to cook for us, dinner's at 8:30." And with that, the CEO turns and leaves.
Everyone then speeds off to their respective rooms, each trying to settle in for the duration of their stay.
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Dumbledore looks at one of his most trusted friends and smiles. "Thank you, Snape, for delivering them here," the old man says, an extra twinkle in his bright blue eyes.
Snape nods and gives a respectful mini bow before speaking. "What do you think will happen? Do you think they are strong enough to protect the boy?" Snape asks somewhat skeptically.
Dumbledore's smile only broadens, "Isn't that why they are here? These are the most powerful Shadow Mages...probably to ever exist, especially since that type of magic really shouldn't exist anymore. My only question is what will happen to the two who have both types of magic swirling around within them. I guess we'll have to find out, won't we?"
Snape nods again, "So, what do we do now?" Snape asks, still a bit skeptical about the headmaster's plans.
Dumbledore, sensing Snape's worry, gives the man a reassuring smile. "We will simply watch them...that is what Minerva is doing, is it not?" Snape nods again.
A loud yawn escapes Dumbledore's mouth as he turns back to look at the other man. "Well, it's getting late, and I am getting old...so, I am going to call it a night. You should get some rest too, Severus." Dumbledore says, getting up to leave. Snape quickly bows before turning around and leaving the headmaster's office, his robe billowing behind him.
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Ryou lay down on his bed, tears resurfacing on his somewhat dry face. The white-haired boy can hear his Yami scoffing in the background, but he doesn't care enough to say or do anything about it. There is just too much happening at one time.
Ryou doesn't when his yami leaves for dinner or when he returns. By the time his yami is finally ready to talk to him, the boy has already cried himself to sleep, a look of pain on his plain features.
Author's Notes:
Happy B-Day Ryou!
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