Introduction

Disclaimer: not mine. promise.

Summary: Just your average HP-YGO-Xover fic... haha, fooled you. This is gonna be anything but average

Background: you know, usual stuff, yamis got their own bodies, bakura is the evil one, marik the evil one, malik and ryou the good ones

Bakura, Ryou, Marik and Malik were sitting in their living room. Just for explanation: Marik and Bakura decided to move together because of their mutual habits: staying up long, teasing the pharaoh, getting up late, tormenting people, splatter movies, trying to take over the world, their odd fascination with medieval tormenting instruments, their dislike of the color pink and last but not least make life a living hell for all people around them. And their hikaris decided to move in, too, to put at least some kind of barrier between them and the rest of the environment. (But until now their greatest success was hiding their car keys from them...for 15 minutes, because Bakura found them in the cookie jar.)

Right now they had something like a cease of fire. For example, the two yamis wouldn´t make any trouble as long as the hikaris were in school; they used to be still asleep at that time. And Ryou and Malik vowed by their lives never to touch Marik´s dagger collection. He was kind of obsessed with sharp, shiny objects. Kind of a magpie. Bakura was more into more precious things; jewelry and stuff. What was to expect from someone who had done exactly this for all his life, then in his "shadow period" and was currently perfectioning his skills in the present. He could sneak into Fort Knox like nothing, but he said that plain gold was dull and that he was looking for more exciting stuff. Even if that meant breaking into a museum and stealing paintings for example. Even Marik didn´t understoood how he managed to get his hands on the "Scream", but well...he did somehow.

Isis sent Marik to anger management classes; he went there three times a week until he got bored and ate the teacher. And slaughtered most of his fellow students. But ces´t la vié. Yeah, you´re right, the two yamis actually did something cultural. Marik had a advanced mathematics study course sent to their house on each tuesday. He was really talented with numbers. (Well, he actually said: "Mathematics is a logic invented by humans. Guess what I could do." Insert a maniac grin here and you have an impression)

Last fall he went to Domino University for the "Try-Out for Mathematic Students" He scribbled something on the blackboard (some numbers, equations and mathematic "puns") and so logically and mathematically proved that mathematic is illogical. He made three professors cry that day. (And sent two others to an insane asylum as well as giving the headmaster a minor heart attack)

Bakura was more talented with languages. And he was eager to learn more. He could now insult people in over 30 different languages, had mastered several dialects and could curse in 56 languages. (He could speak normal in those languages as well, but " yelling insults at people, and being unable to getting blamed because they didn´t understand the words is so fing awesome!") And just in case someone understood what he was saying he refreshed his egyptian and even learned several dead languages.

They even managed to get along with the pharaoh. Which meant if they stayed away from his pathetic little friends they were free to do (almost) everything they want. And, on a rare case of (something a bit of alike) mercy, they made themselves hobbies. Because their hikaris´ pleading was starting to unnerv them. And to show to the world that they could be annoying at everyday tasks.

Bakura had gotten into music. It was a common sight: Bakura, in a smoking at the opera; on a heavy metal concert, on a dance festival (he mastered that Lord-of-the-Dance moves, just to prove to the pharaoh that the great king of thieves way way more talented that the stupid dwarf who called himself pharaoh) or in a musical. He really liked musicals. After watching "Phantom of the Opera" he snuck into a church and taught himself how to play the organ. And currently he was busy of learning all of the "Elisabeth"lyrics by heart. Just to sing them very loudly at midnight. Or 2 am. Or whenever it was embarassing for the people surrounding him.

(Strange thing that he was really good at it: he even played once in a musical: he played a vampire count in "Dance of the Vampires". After the first night he noticed that he was able to produce that sound that made glass shatter. And he liked that ability very much. Resulting in their shortage of glasses. Ryou was so tired of always having to buy new ones that he just decided to use plastic ones instead. Marik tried to smash them. And it didn´t work. They bounced up from the floor, no matter how hard he smashed them down. In the end he simply stomped on them.)

Marik himself had gotten somehow to the internet. Malik was shocked by the fact that Marik could use something technically developed as a computer. The Pharaoh nearly burned down the Game Shop by trying to make some toast. Or what happened when he used the microwave...no, don´t think of that. Marik was often seen in online chatrooms, with nicks as "The Mad Hatter-just without the hat" or "Best friend of the guys with the strange jackets" or just "Psycho 264". No one knew for what the 264 actually stood, but instead of hearing a Marik-ish answer everyone preferred ignorance. There was a report of some suicides with a strange connection to online chat rooms, but Marik simply grinned to that fact and moved on with whatever he was doing before.

So the four of them lived their lives, until one day when something came into their house noone expected...

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Author´s babbling: I hate math and don´t understand anything; but I love musicals. Especially "Dance of the Vampires" and "Elisabeth". (If I´m going to use lyrics from songs from those musicals, please notice that they´re self-translated. Don´t sue me. Or else I give Marik your address and tell him you hid his pills.