Nina- Thank you guys for your support

Nina- Thank you guys for your support! I'm glad that there are people who read this and liked it. Special thanks to IAmTheDarkness. Thank you for helping me clear up Spirits and ghosts, it will definitely help as both are pretty important to Harry Potter, Yu-Gi-Oh and any fanfiction based on either realm. Also to hellokitsy, thanks for telling me it wasn't craptacular and that you liked reading this. Would it be mean of me to say I'm glad you're confused? I'm trying not to reveal everything about Ryou all at once… I'm going to try to get at least one chapter out a week…

Chapter 2 - Death

When Ryou was four, Grandmother Amane passed away. Everyone was shocked by the lively woman's death, but it hit little Ryou the hardest. Out of his entire family, he felt that the seer was the only one who truly understood him.

Less than a year later, Amira found out she was pregnant. A month after that joyous occasion, Amira had the family packed up and ready to move. Not only was their old home too small to accommodate the newest member, but the place was entirely too close to Grandmother Amane's. Amira grew tired of feeling the desire to cry every time she passed it on her way to the grocery store.

8 Privet Lane. That was the new home Amira had chosen. Ryou adjusted to the house quickly, but he often refused to leave the house. He did not want to get to know the other kids in the neighborhood. He had a feeling that it would be best if the didn't associate with too many other people. They just may find out about him.

Exactly one month before Amane had been born, Ryou did something particularly strange. The four year old, fully dressed in his pajamas and accompanied by his favorite stuffed rabbit, climbed into his pregnant mother's lap as she read aloud to the unborn baby. Once he was settled comfortably, he rubbed his mother's stomach with his free hand. This, in and of itself, wasn't that strange. Ever since Amira had started showing, Ryou had begun this nightly ritual of greeting the baby. No, the new, strange thing had come afterwards. As the story began to end, Ryou took the time to do one last thing. "G'night Amane." He said, voice thick with sleep before he dropped off into the land of unconsciousness.

Amane and her husband were completely stunned when they heard the words from Ryou's mouth. Ever since Grandmother Amane died, Ryou flinched when the name was said around him. For him to say that…

"I guess we're going to have a daughter named Amane." She said to her husband, smiling lightly.

"But, I, we… How did he know?" he replied, distress in his voice.

Amira laughed. Her husband had never quite gotten used to the fact that her family was magical, and the fact that Ryou had known the sex of the baby and apparently decided on a name for her when the house specifically chose to not be told at the ultrasound confused him.

"Ryou's special, dear. He knows more than the rest of us normal mortals, I fear." She replied.

Ever since she was born, Ryou cherished Amane. Even more than their parents, Ryou spoiled her rotten. Still, Amane never had the personality of a spoiled brat. Ryou was willing to give the world for her and she worshipped her caring older brother.

A week after Amane's third birthday, she and Amira went to the doctor's. Ryou, unable to request them to not go, gave his mother and sister a hug and watched them walk out the door. His Father had just come home from one of his recent Ancient Egyptian digs and Amira asked Ryou to stay behind to make sure the man didn't try to overwork himself. Ryou had agreed even though he knew they would not be coming home again.

Surely enough, less than three hours later, Ryou was nudging his father awake so he could identify the bodies at the morgue. The actual identification process felt much shorter than it actually was, as Ryou was lost in his thoughts. He had been sent a vision. He knew what would happen. Why couldn't he have tried to change it?

To defy the gods was not a pleasant experience. He had felt their anger and torment over a death that still had not been paid. Gods did not forget. Nor did they forgive. And they were patient.

But… Mother and Amane had not been marked as sacrifices for them. He would have been able to sense it if they were. Just what was the point of accidental deaths? Why had he lost 2 of the closest people to him? Even with Ryou's special connection to the gods, he could not understand it.

Ryou waited until after they got home that evening, after his father served dinner, after the accident had been broadcast on the evening news, after he had already washed, dressed for bed, and read himself a chapter from his new bedtime novel to cry. He cried for hours, soaking his pillow, making his eyes red and raw and giving himself a huge headache. Only when the tears could no longer fall did he stop and pass out in exhaustion.

Next Chapter; Ryou will meet Harry and Bakura.