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Ryou sighed looking worriedly at the board that had there assignments posted. Taking a quick look had shown him that he would by performing again. Not that he hated it or anything. Performing for the movies, what with them always being big hits and all. But the school always expected such big things from him. It wasn't just that but the performances almost always cut into hid time with his friends. If he wasn't doing school he was working his part time job at the ministry. As far as he knew, the only money he had coming his way was what he earned at his job as a helper, it was just enough to pay for the tiny apartment he rented and the meal or two he had a day. And his schooling he had been lucky enough to be a charity case. It wasn't hard for him. And taking the advanced class's was really actually fun. The school, and elite private school, funded by an anonymous benefactor was rather high class and the only way for him to continue to have schooling would be to continue with getting top marks.
Muttering something about checking his schedule and rearranging his down time once again he departed from the area to head off to the Royal Opera House of England for his assignments. It would be a half miles walk to the building, barely fifteen minutes.
Upon arrival he was immediately rushed of to the recording studio. The woman he was playing for was, apparently, a rather prominent figure in society. Or so it would seem by her status and the amount of chatter that worked its way around the offices at the ministry. Settling himself down in front of the piano he warmed up before looking at the music sheets before him on the stand atop the piano. Spreading them out, the quiet teen played out the entire song without accompaniment once through to get the feel of it. The woman, a witch by the name of Narcissa Malfoy had a beautiful voice, was whom he was to play for. Throughout the entire session he did not speak. It would have been rude. Of course, when asked a question, such as 'would you mind playing the violin for this piece boy?' he had answered with a polite nod and taken up one of the violins. It never ceased to amaze him when people would stop what they were doing to stare at him as he played. He didn't view himself as that good, but apparently the fact that he was so young and at the level of playing he was at that they couldn't help but to stare. His fellow performers had started and had clearly been shocked when they found out how well he played, but the woman, Mrs.Malfoy simply went on as though it was only to be expected. When the session finally ended, still as quiet and silent as ever, he pocked up all of the instruments he used and cleaned and put them away in the exact ay he had found them. Glancing at the clock he absently noted that it was floating in mid air.
That and the fact that he had twenty minutes to get to work. Not minding in the least he nodded towards the gloating object and spoke his goodbyes. The others including the woman eyed him suspiciously at his obvious lack of surprise or shock but he didn't mind. After all with the weird things that went on at his work he wasn't going to be caught off guard by something as trivial as a floating clock. They were probably charmed that way anyway. As he stepped out of the building, fully aware of the eyes on his person he ambled over to his bike, kicking away the kickstand for the old beat up metal frame he jumped on, swinging his book bag behind him and started off towards the ministry. He had never actually remembered the whole name, but most understood what he meant when he told them where he worked.
It was an uneventful trip, one he was glad of. It meant the chance of the reads being fairly clear and safe this evening would be good. When he arrived at work he was put to task immediately. He found himself running errands for practically everyone. Not surprising, half and hour before his shift ended he found himself called to run and errand for the minister Cornelius. He knew of course that the minister was in a very important meeting with a man named Albus Dumbledore. The secretary had taken pity on him and had given him the heads up. He didn't know who Albus Dumbledore was, only that he was really powerful and very famous and influential. When he stepped into the room it took a minute for him to completely adjust to the quietness and almost whispered voices so very different from the rest of the building. There were no yelling or shouting or random objects, creatures, and or curses and charms being thrown around. He waited patiently and silently by the door until he was called over to where the minister and the ever-powerful Mr. Dumbledore sat talking. The minister motioned him over, telling him he needed the contents of chamber 391 and to bring up Mr. Dumbledore's account files and legal documents from the goblins. Bowing to the Minister Ryou took the file and left closing the door slightly and once more ignoring the eyes on the back of his person following him out.
By the time Ryou had left Albus was staring flat out at Cornelius Fudge. That boy had looked an awful like one Maria Bakura, formally Maria Dumbledore, his daughter, before she had married that archeology obsessed wizard. The boys hair was obviously his fathers same white shock but the eyes, those same chocolate brown, wide eyes and the same narrow nose as her. And he had definitely taken the woman's more slender, feminine body. The boy was unerringly quiet though. Not to far from where Ryou was working, a tall multi-trillionair by the name of one Seto Kaiba had appeared. He had graduated wizarding and muggle schools early and at the age of 19 was one of the worlds youngest CEO's as of yet. He was the sexiest wizarding bachelor according to the Daily Profit yet even though it would seem he had it all he was not in a good mood. He was 19 for Merlin's sake and a dominant Draconis and that was something in and of itself. But he was still unable to find his mate. He had known of course that his mate would be unattainable until they reached there 16th birthday. Now Seto, the smart cookie he is had known instantly when his mate had turned 16, it had been exactly two weeks ago. That didn't help the fact that he couldn't find his mate.