Me: This is a YGO HP crossover.

Bakura: On with the story!

Me: Shut up!

Yami: That's right, shut up! No one cares what you say anyway.

Bakura: Oh, really?

Marik: Yes! Finally some action!

Me and the hikaris: *sweatdrop*

Me: Anyway, for the disclaimer:

Disclaimer: I don't own anything!

Malik: Start the story for *!

Mindlink:

/Yugi to Yami/

//Yami to Yugi//

(Ryou to Bakura)

((Bakura to Ryou))

[Malik to Marik]

[[Marik to Malik]]

{Iory to Amarané}

{{Amarané to Iory}}

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{{Iory?}}

{Yes, Ama?}

{{You see those guys over there?}}

{No, I'm blind.}

{{I'm serious.}}

{Okay, what about them? Exept for the fact they're cloaking themselves in shadows, of course.}

{{I think it's them.}}

{You serious?}

{{I thought I told you that already.}}

{Okay... should I go there?}

{{WHAT!?}}

{It'll do us no good if we just stand here. Should I go there?}

{{...}}

{All right, if you don't want to, I guess...}

{{We'll go.}}

A smirk formed upon the girl's lips as she headed towards the place her other had pointed out.

_-_-_-_

"Come on, Ryou, we haven't got all day!" a sandy haired boy shouted to a white haired boy a bit behind him.

"I'm coming, Malik!" the boy called Ryou answered. "Just wait a bit!"

((You know, you really need to train more if something as little as this tires you out, Landlord.)) Bakura said.

(Please, no insults right now.) Ryou panted. (Can't you take this, yami?)

((Why? You need the training. And by the way, it wasn't an insult, it's a fact.))

Ryou didn't answer, instead he continued to pull the gigantic bag behind him, hoping to catch up with his friend.

_-_-_-_

"Sorry, kid, but next train from Kings Cross goes not until half past eleven," said one of the guards. "You'll have to wait for it."

"It's okay. Thank you, sir," the multi color haired teen answered.

//Half past ten. It's only an hour.// the spirit of the Puzzle said.

/Yami, do you really think Marik, Malik or Bakura will look at it as only an hour?/ the boy asked, as he returned to platform 10, where his friends were waiting.

//... you have a point.//

"Yugi! Did you find when the next train leaves?" Ryou asked.

"I did," Yugi answered. "but it's not until an hour. Do you think Bakura will be all right with that?"

The white haired one paused. "I think so."

"You... think."

"He won't talk to me," Ryou said. "Something about needing to train more. Appearently I'm not really fit for robbing yet," the two boys smiled as Malik joined them.

"So, when does the train leave?"

"In an hour."

The Egyptian's jaw fell to the ground. "An hour!"

"Yes, an hour and... hey, do any of you know that girl?" Yugi asked his friends as he got sight of a girl at about fifteen, maybe sixteen, with black hair that almost shone silver when the sun hit it, brilliant green and blue streaks in her hair, and clear blue eyes. The girl was dressed in dark blue jeans, a dark green tank top where it stood "Stare at me and you die" in blood red letters and an open jeans jacket.

"No, I don't think so, why?"

"She's coming here."

"Hey!" the girl called for them.

_-_-_-_

"Hey!"

The boys turned towards her.

{Okay, what now?}

{{I thought you had a plan!}} Iory's other's distressed tone was on the border to be comical.

"You're Yugi Motou, right?" she asked, to gain time.

"Eeh, yea... how did you know?" he sounded confused over becoming discovered.

"You're the king of games! How could anyone not know who you are?"

"..." the boys all got a distant look on their faces.

/Yami, how do you think this girl saw past the shadows?/

//I have no idea, Aibou. But you should be wary of this girl... there is something familliar about her...// Yugi wasn't sure if the last thing was meant for him, so he didn't say anything.

[Marik...]

[[But look at her, she's gorgeous!]]

[...]

[[What?]]

[... HEY! It's my mind, too, you know!]

[[What?]]

[... pedophile...]

[[WHAT!? Malik!]]

(She... she saw through the shadows... yami...)

((That... it's not... possible...))

(What?)

Iory smiled. {They need more practice. They can't just look compleatly vacant.}

{{I don't know, Yugi at least seems a little bit aware.}}

{Ah, well...}

"I know you're talking to them, you don't have to fake daydreaming."

All three boys flinched.

"How..."

"Did you..."

"Know...?"

"Your vacant look, I can see magical auras, you are cloaked in shadows and my other's keeping nagging about..."

"Your other? You have a yami?" Ryou asked. She nodded.

She grew slightly taller, her hair became a little longer, more messy and she gave out a majestic aura.

"Nice to meet you," Amarané said. "My name is..." suddenly Ryou found himself in his soulroom, Bakura had wresteled the control from him.

"Amarané? I- is that you?"

"Nice to see you remember me, 'Kura," she smiled. Then she did what no one should do if they value their soul. She hugged him. And he hugged her back.

Yugi and Malik stared in chock. Oh, well, Yami and Marik stared in chock. They had taken control in case Bakura would throw a fit. But he didn't. Yami felt slight unease when he saw the girl hug the thief, but he couldn't place it. He cursed his memoryloss, since he knew his unease was linked to his and the thief's past.

Amarané and Bakura looked at the two other yamis and Bakura sank to the ground in a silent laughing fit. Amarané, on the other hand, looked at the boys curiously. "What?" she asked. "Can't I hug my husband? I haven't seen him in about five thousand years, you know."

Marik joined Bakura on the ground. "A wife? A wife, Bakura?" was all he managed to get out between his laughs. Bakura answered with his teeth clenched in laughter.

"That's not all."

Marik was about to ask what he meant when Amarané turned towards Yami.

"What's the matter, big brother?"

_-_-_-_

A/N: Ah, well, that's it.

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