Stella: So, here is chapter seven. I know the yamis might be acting a
little odd, but there are explanations. I will ether give them at the end
of the chapter, or they will be explained in the next. And *THANK YOU* to
DruidessQueen, for betaing this. ^____^
Review responses:
Nightmare Crow and RyouBakura: Didn't catch your reviews last time since there were for chapter four, sorry. NC, Dumbledore is not going to be killed by Malik, nor Yami Malik, or Yami Bakura. RyouBakura, the chapters (I hope) will get a *little* longer.
Cettie-girl: Yeeaahhh, in a way; there will more about that, in a later chapter, after this day is done, which is going to be a couple more installments. -_- Know the feeling, I'm not short, but my friends are taller than me.
Behold the Void: I was trying to say thank you for the good review, but it came out wrong. -_-u Should've waited while before posting, but couldn't. I know the flow was not real good, but I want to get to the *action*.
Arian Starswing: Yes, Harry is *short*, WB just cast him wrong. Harry is short, skinny, and pale.
Hikura: There are quite a few reasons that was so late, but I am not going into that on account of the fact I can go on for hours when it comes to excuses. I don't have everything written, only to a certain point, and if I typed it up the way it was, you have to figure words like confusesion and destrucktion. (Not a good speller)
Lily of the Shadow, DarkSpellCaster, Yami Yavi-no-Lyithien, Sakura, Silver Angel: Thank You!!!
And thank you again for betaing this, DruidessQueen.
Disclaimer: Hmm... do I own Yu-gi-oh, or Harry Potter? Hmm... NO!
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Chapter Seven: Bruises
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At four in the morning (noon in Japan), Yugi decided he could not delay in getting up any longer. Quietly, so as not to wake the others, he sat up. Picking up one of the books (Hogwarts: A History), he realized that he had no idea were the lights were. He sighed and looked out at the lights to the west.
Yami appeared beside him, in the specter-like form he preferred.
"Morn'," Yugi whispered to him.
"Good day--" Yami began.
"If he is out-- I am out." The tomb robber appeared.
"I guess it's too late to stop you," It seemed Bakura was not as asleep as Yugi had supposed. Sitting up, dressed in a pair of boxers and an oversized T-shirt, Ryou stretched a bit. "But please don't go wreaking this house too."
Yugi wasn't sure he wanted to know.
"I have only done that five times since I found you."
Ryou's glare was easy to see in the almost-full moon's glow. Looking back to Yugi, he said, "You really should try to get all the rest you can; time shifts can be hard."
"Can't, hungry."
"Oh," Ryou picked up the backpack he had been so adamant about carrying. He unzipped it, and pulled out something. "Catch," he said, and tossed.
Yugi caught it, feeling cellophane beneath his fingers.
"A little something that I keep tucked away for this type thing."
Yugi opened the bag to find chips inside.
Yami Bakura almost absently hit him on the shoulder. Ryou's hiss of pain bought Yami to his feet.
"Do you want to try that trick with me?" Yami said, seizing the tomb robber by the collar.
"Uh..." the tomb robber said intelligently.
"If you pull another one like that..." Yami warned, and dropped him. He sat beside Yugi, glaring.
All sat in an uncomfortable silence after that, which was only broken by Yugi nervously munching on chips, and one boy's snores. It seemed to last ages, but in reality it was only a few hours. Just before false dawn began, the lights on the hill to the west went out. When the sun had barely begun to have risen, touching the room with the dimmest of beams, only enough to make out silhouettes, Harry began to stir. With one finally glare, Yami and Yami Bakura retuned to the Ring and the Puzzle respectively.
Harry yawned, a rather peaceful night's dreams still in his mind, confusing, but then again aren't all dreams? He saw both of the two odd boys were up, sitting on their beds, looking tense.
"Hey," said the boy with his hair in foot long spikes.
"Er, 'lo," Harry responded, looking at the violet eyed boy's hair, if Uncle Vernon ever saw it, he would have a fit.
"My name Yugi," he said looking at Harry with curiosity. "I don't know if you caught that yesterday, I was rather tired."
"Harry is mine. So you're Yugi and he's Ryou?
The two boys nodded, Ryou still tense, but Yugi cheerful.
"Yeah!" Yugi chirped.
Ryou went over to his suitcases and pulled out a pair of jeans. The other two followed his lead; Yugi was tossed a pair by Ryou, and Harry going over to the dresser in the semi-darkness.
"So are you two both friends?" Harry asked as he tried in vain to bring his hair into a presentable state.
He got two answers.
"Yep!" Yugi said.
"Sort of..." Ryou still seemed tense.
"Well, we've been through a lot together, at least." Yugi made a slight motion at the upside down pyramid he wore. Ryou grimaced a little, and nodded.
"True," Ryou said, trying to cover up the exchange, "but occasionally on different sides." He winced slightly. "Okay, almost *always* on different sides."
Harry looked at him, baffled. "Oh?"
"Yugi *loves* games," Ryou said, "and he'll play against *anyone*, even if they cheat." He paused for a second, his eyes distant, then continued, "Some days I think he believes life is a game."
"Well, *my life*, yeah!" Yugi said.
"Uhuh..." Harry said, still trying not to ask about the hair.
"So, do you know where the light switch is?" Yugi asked.
"Just say 'lights, on,' " The room lit up, and for the first time Yugi saw the posters of Egypt. His expression changed to that of pure seriousness, rising off the bed he had been sitting on. Yami strode over to the posters and looked at them. He saw one in particular.
"Horus..." he said softly, looking at one, "Protector of the Pharaoh..." Yugi then said something, Harry didn't catch it however, and over Ron's snores it sounded like it might have been another language.
Yami Bakura sighed, well, what could you expect from a pharaoh? Taking over Ryou's body, he walked over. "Pharaoh, right now is not the best time to have pangs about religion," he whispered, annoyed.
"What would a thief know about gods?" Yami whispered back, his eyes still riveted on the poster.
"What a thief knows about gods is not important right now, what a thief knows about subtlety and secrecy might." Yami Bakura whispered.
"So?" asked Yami before going back to looking at the picture, his lips moving in a silent prayer, or something of that sort.
"That mortal wizard boy is still there," Yami Bakura hissed, hoping that the pharaoh was not out of it that much.
"Umm...."
The pharaoh wasn't.
"Now that we have that cleared up--"
"I'm going to go back into the Puzzle, once you've gone back into the Ring." Yami said, glaring at the tomb robber
"One the count of three. One, two, three."
Yami let Yugi regain control, but Yami Bakura didn't do the same.
"Never said what was on the count of three..." he said, and now that he had his fun (as petty as it was), he went back into the Ring.
"So," asked Yugi, turning back to Harry, who had been watching Yugi and Bakura whisper. Harry had heard little over Ron's snores. "Where do we eat and when?"
"Food?" asked Ron stirring. "Eat?" he questioned.
"Why," asked Bakura, to the orange ceiling above him, "why does it feel like he's going to be another Joey? Why?"
"What's up 'ith him?" inquired Ron, looking at Ryou.
"Bakura is wondering why you remind him of someone." Yugi said.
"This Joey, I presume?" Harry asked.
"Yeah... I can see the resemblance," Yugi said, watching Ron pull on a pair of jeans and a shirt in under ten seconds.
"Come on," said the redhead, "let's go raid the pantry!"
The three other boys began to follow, but then Bakura stopped, his eyes narrowed and his hair fluffed up. He had seen one of the photos on the wall, and it had caught his eyes.
It was Yugi's turn to sigh, "Come on!" he said walking over to were Yami Bakura stood, "Bakura?" he questioned, growing worried. "Bakura?" he asked again, with no result. Yugi shook him gently on his shoulder; still nothing. "You can't say I didn't try," Yugi muttered and tugged on what looked to be the back of the collar of Ryou's shirt, to Harry and Ron. But it was really the leather cord, which the Millennium Ring hung upon.
"What are you doing?!" Yami Bakura said, his voice cold, his eyes narrowed, and his hair even more ruffled than normal.
Yugi let go of the cord. He looked Yami Bakura straight in the eye, and raised an eyebrow, making the tomb robber remember his earlier words.
The white haired teen glared at him, but then his eyes softened and he shook his head to 'settle' his hair. "Sorry," he said. Ryou followed the others down, wondering what was up with his yami.
***
They had gone down to find little to eat that did not need to be cooked. Fortunately, Mrs. Weasley was already down there, with Percy and Mr. Weasley. Mrs. Weasley whipped up an early breakfast, Ron was sent up to wake the others around six thirty, whilst Mr. Weasley asked Ryou and Yugi questions about how traffic lights worked.
Fred had gone upstairs to change his shirt after he dumped jam on it, instead of the bread.
"So, after Fred comes back, wanna play?" George said, and bit into a piece of toast.
"Play what?" asked Yugi with trepidation.
"Oh, Quidditch of course."
"Quidditch?" Mrs. Weasley interrupted, her eyes going sharp, "Up at the padlock?"
"Yes, why?" George said puzzled.
"You can't," she said.
"Why?" asked Ginny, her forehead wrinkled.
"Because," Mrs. Weasley said, her eyes and tone going sharper still.
"Wh--" Ron asked, still not quite awake, so he missed the warning in Mrs. Weasley voice. But he was silenced by a swift kick.
--That also hit Yugi. "Ow," he said and mouthed at Ginny who had kicked him, "watch it."
She blushed, and mouthed/whispered "sorry."
"So," said Fred, their mother was not to be pressed about that, "Yugi, how do you get your hair like that anyway?"
"It's natural, the color. And the shape is a bit enhanced, "Yugi replied.
Bakura snorted softly, but said nothing.
"Really?" asked Ron his eyes appraising Yugi's hair, "Weird!"
"Is his too?" Ginny waved a spoon in Ryou's direction.
"I think so." Yugi looked at him. Ryou's eyes were distant and distracted.
\\Maybe,\\ said Yami mentally, \\maybe he is in one of those soul rooms. Maybe Tomb Robber is 'disciplining' him. I guess it might be possible for someone to be hurt and bruised there, but not to show any visible marks. It might explain why Bakura was so willing to kamikaze.\\ Yami than said a few select words about the other spirit that made Yugi choke a little.
"Hey you all right?" Harry asked. He had almost forgotten about the two visitors.
"Yeah, didn't chew thoroughly, that's all." Going back to Yami, who was still insulting a certain persons liege, he thought, \Yami, cool down. Do you know if that soul room thing is real?\ Yugi said, wary, if Yami was suspicious enough, Yugi feared that he might try to challenge him to a duel. Not a good idea.
\\No, I don't know,\\ Yami snapped a little, \\I'm not that eager to test it. I'll keep my temper, but if I get one hint that that cur is abusing Bakura...\\
\I understand, we need to find out more, just not now.\
"Yugi?" Ron said, bringing Yugi's attention back to the kitchen.
"Yeah?"
"Please pass the butter."
"Sure," Yugi said, passing it.
"Err... does he often space out like that?" Harry said looking at Ryou who was still staring into space, blinking only occasionally.
"Umm, sometimes, I guess," Yugi said, nervous.
"He is fine, right?" Ron asked looking at the 'lights are on, but nobody's home' Bakura.
"Yeah." Yugi hoped the subject would be dropped soon.
"Okay..." Ron said still doubtful.
"Hey, back." Fred announced, his hair wet, "Had to take a shower, got the jam in my hair." He clapped one hand on Ryou's left shoulder.
"Yow!" Bakura exclaimed, snapped back, "I have a big bruise there!"
"I'm sorry, didn't know I touched you that hard," Fred apologized.
"No, it wasn't that, I just had a bruise there." Bakura gave a little rueful grin.
"*He didn't,*" Yami said, taking over Yugi.
"No, he did *not*," Bakura snapped. "I think it is time you and I had a little talk." He grabbed the other by the wrist, and pulled Yami along, going outside.
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Stella: I know, I know, not very good place to end the chapter, but I should have the next one up Tuesday? Wednesday?
Explanation: When Yami held Yami Bakura by the shirt, it may seem a little out of place, but remember, this is Tomb Robber, not Ryou, and Yami has done this on the show (when he and Kaiba were won the dual against the Ghouls/Rare Hunters, Yami grabbed one, and asked him were his friends were).
Wind: Please review!!!
Review responses:
Nightmare Crow and RyouBakura: Didn't catch your reviews last time since there were for chapter four, sorry. NC, Dumbledore is not going to be killed by Malik, nor Yami Malik, or Yami Bakura. RyouBakura, the chapters (I hope) will get a *little* longer.
Cettie-girl: Yeeaahhh, in a way; there will more about that, in a later chapter, after this day is done, which is going to be a couple more installments. -_- Know the feeling, I'm not short, but my friends are taller than me.
Behold the Void: I was trying to say thank you for the good review, but it came out wrong. -_-u Should've waited while before posting, but couldn't. I know the flow was not real good, but I want to get to the *action*.
Arian Starswing: Yes, Harry is *short*, WB just cast him wrong. Harry is short, skinny, and pale.
Hikura: There are quite a few reasons that was so late, but I am not going into that on account of the fact I can go on for hours when it comes to excuses. I don't have everything written, only to a certain point, and if I typed it up the way it was, you have to figure words like confusesion and destrucktion. (Not a good speller)
Lily of the Shadow, DarkSpellCaster, Yami Yavi-no-Lyithien, Sakura, Silver Angel: Thank You!!!
And thank you again for betaing this, DruidessQueen.
Disclaimer: Hmm... do I own Yu-gi-oh, or Harry Potter? Hmm... NO!
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Chapter Seven: Bruises
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At four in the morning (noon in Japan), Yugi decided he could not delay in getting up any longer. Quietly, so as not to wake the others, he sat up. Picking up one of the books (Hogwarts: A History), he realized that he had no idea were the lights were. He sighed and looked out at the lights to the west.
Yami appeared beside him, in the specter-like form he preferred.
"Morn'," Yugi whispered to him.
"Good day--" Yami began.
"If he is out-- I am out." The tomb robber appeared.
"I guess it's too late to stop you," It seemed Bakura was not as asleep as Yugi had supposed. Sitting up, dressed in a pair of boxers and an oversized T-shirt, Ryou stretched a bit. "But please don't go wreaking this house too."
Yugi wasn't sure he wanted to know.
"I have only done that five times since I found you."
Ryou's glare was easy to see in the almost-full moon's glow. Looking back to Yugi, he said, "You really should try to get all the rest you can; time shifts can be hard."
"Can't, hungry."
"Oh," Ryou picked up the backpack he had been so adamant about carrying. He unzipped it, and pulled out something. "Catch," he said, and tossed.
Yugi caught it, feeling cellophane beneath his fingers.
"A little something that I keep tucked away for this type thing."
Yugi opened the bag to find chips inside.
Yami Bakura almost absently hit him on the shoulder. Ryou's hiss of pain bought Yami to his feet.
"Do you want to try that trick with me?" Yami said, seizing the tomb robber by the collar.
"Uh..." the tomb robber said intelligently.
"If you pull another one like that..." Yami warned, and dropped him. He sat beside Yugi, glaring.
All sat in an uncomfortable silence after that, which was only broken by Yugi nervously munching on chips, and one boy's snores. It seemed to last ages, but in reality it was only a few hours. Just before false dawn began, the lights on the hill to the west went out. When the sun had barely begun to have risen, touching the room with the dimmest of beams, only enough to make out silhouettes, Harry began to stir. With one finally glare, Yami and Yami Bakura retuned to the Ring and the Puzzle respectively.
Harry yawned, a rather peaceful night's dreams still in his mind, confusing, but then again aren't all dreams? He saw both of the two odd boys were up, sitting on their beds, looking tense.
"Hey," said the boy with his hair in foot long spikes.
"Er, 'lo," Harry responded, looking at the violet eyed boy's hair, if Uncle Vernon ever saw it, he would have a fit.
"My name Yugi," he said looking at Harry with curiosity. "I don't know if you caught that yesterday, I was rather tired."
"Harry is mine. So you're Yugi and he's Ryou?
The two boys nodded, Ryou still tense, but Yugi cheerful.
"Yeah!" Yugi chirped.
Ryou went over to his suitcases and pulled out a pair of jeans. The other two followed his lead; Yugi was tossed a pair by Ryou, and Harry going over to the dresser in the semi-darkness.
"So are you two both friends?" Harry asked as he tried in vain to bring his hair into a presentable state.
He got two answers.
"Yep!" Yugi said.
"Sort of..." Ryou still seemed tense.
"Well, we've been through a lot together, at least." Yugi made a slight motion at the upside down pyramid he wore. Ryou grimaced a little, and nodded.
"True," Ryou said, trying to cover up the exchange, "but occasionally on different sides." He winced slightly. "Okay, almost *always* on different sides."
Harry looked at him, baffled. "Oh?"
"Yugi *loves* games," Ryou said, "and he'll play against *anyone*, even if they cheat." He paused for a second, his eyes distant, then continued, "Some days I think he believes life is a game."
"Well, *my life*, yeah!" Yugi said.
"Uhuh..." Harry said, still trying not to ask about the hair.
"So, do you know where the light switch is?" Yugi asked.
"Just say 'lights, on,' " The room lit up, and for the first time Yugi saw the posters of Egypt. His expression changed to that of pure seriousness, rising off the bed he had been sitting on. Yami strode over to the posters and looked at them. He saw one in particular.
"Horus..." he said softly, looking at one, "Protector of the Pharaoh..." Yugi then said something, Harry didn't catch it however, and over Ron's snores it sounded like it might have been another language.
Yami Bakura sighed, well, what could you expect from a pharaoh? Taking over Ryou's body, he walked over. "Pharaoh, right now is not the best time to have pangs about religion," he whispered, annoyed.
"What would a thief know about gods?" Yami whispered back, his eyes still riveted on the poster.
"What a thief knows about gods is not important right now, what a thief knows about subtlety and secrecy might." Yami Bakura whispered.
"So?" asked Yami before going back to looking at the picture, his lips moving in a silent prayer, or something of that sort.
"That mortal wizard boy is still there," Yami Bakura hissed, hoping that the pharaoh was not out of it that much.
"Umm...."
The pharaoh wasn't.
"Now that we have that cleared up--"
"I'm going to go back into the Puzzle, once you've gone back into the Ring." Yami said, glaring at the tomb robber
"One the count of three. One, two, three."
Yami let Yugi regain control, but Yami Bakura didn't do the same.
"Never said what was on the count of three..." he said, and now that he had his fun (as petty as it was), he went back into the Ring.
"So," asked Yugi, turning back to Harry, who had been watching Yugi and Bakura whisper. Harry had heard little over Ron's snores. "Where do we eat and when?"
"Food?" asked Ron stirring. "Eat?" he questioned.
"Why," asked Bakura, to the orange ceiling above him, "why does it feel like he's going to be another Joey? Why?"
"What's up 'ith him?" inquired Ron, looking at Ryou.
"Bakura is wondering why you remind him of someone." Yugi said.
"This Joey, I presume?" Harry asked.
"Yeah... I can see the resemblance," Yugi said, watching Ron pull on a pair of jeans and a shirt in under ten seconds.
"Come on," said the redhead, "let's go raid the pantry!"
The three other boys began to follow, but then Bakura stopped, his eyes narrowed and his hair fluffed up. He had seen one of the photos on the wall, and it had caught his eyes.
It was Yugi's turn to sigh, "Come on!" he said walking over to were Yami Bakura stood, "Bakura?" he questioned, growing worried. "Bakura?" he asked again, with no result. Yugi shook him gently on his shoulder; still nothing. "You can't say I didn't try," Yugi muttered and tugged on what looked to be the back of the collar of Ryou's shirt, to Harry and Ron. But it was really the leather cord, which the Millennium Ring hung upon.
"What are you doing?!" Yami Bakura said, his voice cold, his eyes narrowed, and his hair even more ruffled than normal.
Yugi let go of the cord. He looked Yami Bakura straight in the eye, and raised an eyebrow, making the tomb robber remember his earlier words.
The white haired teen glared at him, but then his eyes softened and he shook his head to 'settle' his hair. "Sorry," he said. Ryou followed the others down, wondering what was up with his yami.
***
They had gone down to find little to eat that did not need to be cooked. Fortunately, Mrs. Weasley was already down there, with Percy and Mr. Weasley. Mrs. Weasley whipped up an early breakfast, Ron was sent up to wake the others around six thirty, whilst Mr. Weasley asked Ryou and Yugi questions about how traffic lights worked.
Fred had gone upstairs to change his shirt after he dumped jam on it, instead of the bread.
"So, after Fred comes back, wanna play?" George said, and bit into a piece of toast.
"Play what?" asked Yugi with trepidation.
"Oh, Quidditch of course."
"Quidditch?" Mrs. Weasley interrupted, her eyes going sharp, "Up at the padlock?"
"Yes, why?" George said puzzled.
"You can't," she said.
"Why?" asked Ginny, her forehead wrinkled.
"Because," Mrs. Weasley said, her eyes and tone going sharper still.
"Wh--" Ron asked, still not quite awake, so he missed the warning in Mrs. Weasley voice. But he was silenced by a swift kick.
--That also hit Yugi. "Ow," he said and mouthed at Ginny who had kicked him, "watch it."
She blushed, and mouthed/whispered "sorry."
"So," said Fred, their mother was not to be pressed about that, "Yugi, how do you get your hair like that anyway?"
"It's natural, the color. And the shape is a bit enhanced, "Yugi replied.
Bakura snorted softly, but said nothing.
"Really?" asked Ron his eyes appraising Yugi's hair, "Weird!"
"Is his too?" Ginny waved a spoon in Ryou's direction.
"I think so." Yugi looked at him. Ryou's eyes were distant and distracted.
\\Maybe,\\ said Yami mentally, \\maybe he is in one of those soul rooms. Maybe Tomb Robber is 'disciplining' him. I guess it might be possible for someone to be hurt and bruised there, but not to show any visible marks. It might explain why Bakura was so willing to kamikaze.\\ Yami than said a few select words about the other spirit that made Yugi choke a little.
"Hey you all right?" Harry asked. He had almost forgotten about the two visitors.
"Yeah, didn't chew thoroughly, that's all." Going back to Yami, who was still insulting a certain persons liege, he thought, \Yami, cool down. Do you know if that soul room thing is real?\ Yugi said, wary, if Yami was suspicious enough, Yugi feared that he might try to challenge him to a duel. Not a good idea.
\\No, I don't know,\\ Yami snapped a little, \\I'm not that eager to test it. I'll keep my temper, but if I get one hint that that cur is abusing Bakura...\\
\I understand, we need to find out more, just not now.\
"Yugi?" Ron said, bringing Yugi's attention back to the kitchen.
"Yeah?"
"Please pass the butter."
"Sure," Yugi said, passing it.
"Err... does he often space out like that?" Harry said looking at Ryou who was still staring into space, blinking only occasionally.
"Umm, sometimes, I guess," Yugi said, nervous.
"He is fine, right?" Ron asked looking at the 'lights are on, but nobody's home' Bakura.
"Yeah." Yugi hoped the subject would be dropped soon.
"Okay..." Ron said still doubtful.
"Hey, back." Fred announced, his hair wet, "Had to take a shower, got the jam in my hair." He clapped one hand on Ryou's left shoulder.
"Yow!" Bakura exclaimed, snapped back, "I have a big bruise there!"
"I'm sorry, didn't know I touched you that hard," Fred apologized.
"No, it wasn't that, I just had a bruise there." Bakura gave a little rueful grin.
"*He didn't,*" Yami said, taking over Yugi.
"No, he did *not*," Bakura snapped. "I think it is time you and I had a little talk." He grabbed the other by the wrist, and pulled Yami along, going outside.
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Stella: I know, I know, not very good place to end the chapter, but I should have the next one up Tuesday? Wednesday?
Explanation: When Yami held Yami Bakura by the shirt, it may seem a little out of place, but remember, this is Tomb Robber, not Ryou, and Yami has done this on the show (when he and Kaiba were won the dual against the Ghouls/Rare Hunters, Yami grabbed one, and asked him were his friends were).
Wind: Please review!!!