Warnings : Look in one of the earlier chapters if you need to know this, even after already reading this story so far.
Summary : YGO-HP cross-over. Ryou wakes up in a world he doesn't know. He doesn't now who he is or was. He starts a new life, but with a lot of questions. Bakura and Malik are searching for him, but will they ever find him? Will Ryou got to know who he truely is?
Disclaimer : I don't own anything, or at least nothing that usefull to mention it, so don't sue!
AN : -gasps- Sorry for not updating so long! I hope there are still people around who are still reading this... Goodie! We've already (or finally) reached chapter 10 of this story! –gives everyone who reviews some cookies- Thanks everyone for coming this far already! And of course I hope you like this chapter as much as you did with the ones before this one! Please review when you are done!
A new life
By Marjon
Chapter ten
After Malik and Bakura had found the newspaper, which had probably some more information about Ryou, they were now looking for some place to sleep.
It had taken them quite a while before they had came out of the strange, empty platform. Once they had finally figured out how, the two were searching for a place where they could stay the night.
Now they had finally found a hotel, but they had a tiny problem.
"Sorry sirs, but we only have one room left. All the others are already full. I'm really sorry, but-" The man behind the counter said, after he had looked at the computer and concluded that the hotel was full, except for one room.
"But we need two rooms!" Bakura yelled at the poor man.
This way it continued for a couple of minutes, before Malik finally had enough of this. "We will take it."
"But, we-" Bakura started, but was cut off when Malik glared at him angrily. "Fine..." Bakura said, glaring at the poor man in front of them, who was glad the blonde male had decided they would take the room.
A few minutes later the two males were finally outside their room, not having said a single word to eachother after Malik had said they would take the room.
With a key, which Malik had gotten from the man, he opened the door, only to face a new surprise.
One bed.
"Great..." Bakura sighed as he peecked into the room. "Just one single bed. Only ONE fucking bed!"
"I know, okey!" Malik said after Bakura had repied it another couple of times. "I know it. But what other choice did we have?" The blonde looked sternly at the white-haired thief, but he stayed silence. Malik was right, this was the only choice they have had. But it wasn't a great choice...
Hands locked together, Hermione and I walked towards the Great Hall, where the Halloweenfeast would be. We hadn't said much to eachother anymore the last couple of minutes. It was really strange. First the day wasn't all that bad. Then I found out I had to have a date for the feast, which I didn't had. Then Aiden and I walked into Hermione (actually she did it, but that's not the point) and suddenly I had a date. Hermione and me. First we had been friends, but for some stupid reasons we weren't friends anymore. And now she was my date.
Life had already been complicated, but this was even more then it had already been.
"Ryou?" Hermione asked, making me look up from my thoughts and looking at the brunette girl.
"Yeah?"
"We are here." Hermione answered, smiling slightly, but still looking really nervous. Hermione was wearing a darkred dress. He curled hair was pulled into a tail. She really looked great, and so much different then she usually did.
I nodded and swallowed, before the two of us walked into the Great Hall.
One room. One bed. Two males.
Not a great combination. Especially if one of the two likes the other. Especially if it isn't a kingsize bed.
And this was exactly what was 'wrong' with Malik and Bakura now. They actually didn't wanted to sleep together in one bed, both for their own reasons, but it wasn't like they had an other choice.
With a lot of turning around on the small bed, Bakura finally felt alseep. But that didn't went the same with the blonde male...
Sighing, Malik looked up at the dark ceiling of the small hotelroom. Why did such things always happen to him? Didn't the gods knew already that he liked the white-haired thief? Did they had to torture him this much? Why? Why!
After another long time, it had only been a few minutes, but to Malik it felt really long, he turned to his right side. That way he didn't have to look at Bakura, which would only hurt him even more, because he knew he would never be able to get him. To touch those white silk-alike hair. To kiss those beautiful lips. This wasn't going to help either...
"Malik...?" A hushed voice asked, but Malik knew it was Bakura. But, wasn't he asleep already? Shruging mentaly Malik opened his eyes and looked at the white-haired male next to him. Dark eyes stared at him from the darkness of the night in the room. So, apparently he hadn't been asleep at all...
"Y-yes?" Malik stuttered as Bakura leaned closer to the tanned teen. Slowly Malik's eyes shut close again, hoping fully that he would get his voice back again, and quickly. "Yes?" Malik said again after a few seconds as he found his voice again.
Malik had expected the thief to respond, but there never came an answer. Instead of words Bakura used an other way to gain the blonde's attraction again. A soft, lingering kiss on the tanned neck of Malik was enough. Maybe even too much.
"Wha-" Malik started, but was rudely interupted by a fierce kiss of the white-haired thief. Malik's eyes shot open again at the reaction of Bakura, but instead of looking at the thief, he looked into darkness. Blinking a few times, Malik looked at his side and saw Bakura deep, or as deep as Bakura would sleep, asleep.
Great.
Just great. Malik sighed deeply as he realized it hadn't been real. So he wasn't even haunted by fantasies of Bakura at day, now he was even at night. Would it ever stop?
Slowly Malik got off the bed and walked over towards the window. It wasn't that big, but it was large enough to sit on if you opened the window far enough.
Inhaling deeply Malik laid his head against the window and looked down. It was dark, though on the street down him it was full of light. Moving lights showed that there were still cars driving around. Other small lights from the houses not far away showed that there were also other people still awake and up.
The blonde male opened the window carefully and sat down. It was quite a few meter away. They must be on the forth floor of the hotel, so it would hurt quite a fair bit if you would fall...
Malik looked up at the dark sky which had only a few stars. The night was so different here. Almost no stars. Not even the moon was showing. The nights in Egypt had been really beautiful. Especially sunsets were great. The tanned male liked the nights, they were so much better then day. It was really dark, so no one would see you, bother you. At night you could at least wander around in the dark, doing whatever you want, without always being looked at. Sometimes it wasn't that bad, but Malik had rather not that they were looking at him that much. He sniggered as he remembered Bakura telling him to wear clothes that actually covered him. But he didn't mind. He liked his clothingstyle and wasn't planning to change it.
When Malik felt his eyelids starting to fall down, he stood up. He had better get back into bed, before falling down from the fourth floor of the hotel. He stretched his arms and arched his back, before the platinum blonde hikari walked back towards the small bed. Towards his biggest dream. And nightmare...
As the doors slowly went open to let the two of us in, I saw people stare at us. Even more did as we walked in further. Once the first shock, which I think it was, was over people started whispering and pointing at us.
I felt my blood going up to my face and when I looked at Hermione I saw she was blushing deeply too. I tried my best to ignore the people, but I noticed Hermione had more problems with it. Apparently she wasn't this used to it after all.
"It's okey." I whispered softly and continued walking with her. She nodded, almost not noticable.
As we continued walking, the whispering and pointing slowly became less. Even though, there were still a lot of people who kept whispering softly, not loud enough to hear what they say, but that wasn't neccassary. I already knew what they talked about, then what's the point of hearing it too?
I looked up surprised as I heard someone asking for attention. As I curiously looked around I saw the old Headmaster of the school standing on a stage, where usually the table of the teachers stood. It was apparently disappeared because I didn't saw it, or even any of the other tables standing in the Great Hall. Just a few which had food or drinks on it.
"Can everyone hear me?" The man asked, his long white hair and beard shining slightly at the light from the many flying candles and the many stars which were shown by the magical roof of the Great Hall.
Slowly everyone stopped talking and looked at Dumbledore. "Thank you," He said and continued after a second or two. "I hope you all will have a great feast tonight. But I do have to say everyone underneath the sixteen years may not drink any of the alcohol here. As for everything else, just make sure to have a great time!"
A loud applause sounded and everyone started talking again. I looked at my right side and saw Hermione, still a bit nervously looking around, probably wanting to be invisible at the moment. But it wasn't that bad anymore, almost no one looked at the two of us.
"Come on, let's get something to drink." I said as I smiled at the brunette girl close to me.
"Sure."
We walked over towards one of the tables where they served drinks and took both some Pumpkinjuice.
"Draco?"
After a long time in the Great Hall, most of which I just talked with Hermione, I had gone outside. I had asked Hermione to come to, but she didn't wanted to, she wanted to stay inside for a bit longer. So I went outside alone, only to find the blonde guy, clearly a bit drunk.
"Draco!" I called again, but apparently he still didn't heard me, so I walked up to the blonde Slytherin, not sure what to do. Draco was really not aware of the white-haired male walking up to him.
"Draco?" I asked sofly again, as I grabbed one of his shoulders firmly. I looked the blonde guy in his eyes as he finally turned around and noticed me.
"RYOU! What on earth were you thinking!" The words came out so hard and quickly that I almost strumbled and crashed onto the hard ground under my feet.
"I ehm.." I started to blush deeply, I really didn't know what I was thinking. How on earth could I have allowed myself to go on a date with Hermione? How could I even hang out with her? She was a Gryffindor, I a Slytherin. Both didn't go out with each other. What had I been thinking?
Slowly I let my head fall and looked at the dark ground. I really had acted stupid, hadn't I?
But then again, who was he to ask such things? I could date with who I wanted. I could hang out with who I wanted. Right? Sure, Draco was my friend, but should he accept my choice then? I wanted to do that, so what gave him the right to say I couldn't?
"Well!"
"Basterd." I said to him, slowly looking up at Draco. Anger began to take me over, but I wasn't too late yet. I could still talk to him before I might hurt him.
"What?" He asked, confused. "What did you say?"
"You heard me."
"Why? Why would I be that? I'm not the one who let his friend down. I'm not the one dating a MUDBLOOD. I'm no-" But before he could continue saying those horrific things, a hand was slapped to his left cheek. His face went to the left by the effect of the slap I had gaven him.
Oh no...!
But it was too late.
"Fuck you Ryou. Leave. Just go. I don't want to hurt you, even though what you did to me. Just leave." A pair of glaring eyes looked into mine as Draco whiped away a little bit of blood from the corner of his mouth.
I stared at it in shock, but I was turned around and pushed away from him before I could do anything else.
No.
NO!
This couldn't be happening, right? Why did Draco hate me right now? Just because I went with Hermione?
I didn't knew, and I probably would never. Some things would never ever get an answer. And this would probably one of those things.
I sighed deeply and looked over my shoulder at the blonde Slytherin again, sadness took over my heart.
Why me?
WHY ME!
AN : Sorry for updating so late, but I have been so busy. At least I found some time now to write the 10th chapter of this story! Again sorry and I hoped you all still read this story and liked this chapter.
Thanks to everyone who has read this and special thanks to the ones who have also reviewed! Here my traditional reviewers responds.
Darkniteangle – Thanks, I'm glad you like it. Well, I actually didn't have ANY plans with Ryou and Hermione to be honost... I already have some pairings in my mind, but not this one. But I'm sure Bakura and someone else won't really be happy about Ryou... But here it is, another chapter, just like you asked. I hope it was soon enough!
XeGyPtIaNbLaCkRoSeX – Well, like I already said in Darkniteangle's reply, I really don't have anything in my mind for HermionexRyou to be honost.. I don't really see the pairing myself, but it actually fit in the plot. But I guess Hermione and Ron will eventually come together. As you can see, Harry went with Luna! I'm not sure if that will end in a relationship, maybe I'll let it open so everyone can decide theirselves. I think next chapter our beloved Bakura and Malik will come at Hogwarts. I'm not sure if it will be at the feast, but I'm sure it will be a hell of a lot fun (also to write) Anyway, here it is! You asked for it and I hope it was quick enough, stupid essays/assignments/tests/etc...
MistressKC – wanteddeadoralive – I'm glad you like them, I'm actually not really sure about this pairing. It might become one I'll eventually get to like. But like you said too, it will not become my final pairing.. Sorry. But indeed, I had never thought of that one before too, still don't really know how on earth I came up with it... Kinda weird actually.
Saffron-Starlight – -laughes- I actually never even came up with the idea, but I did liked it, so I might put it up! Like you've already seen in the story, it was the new gossip of the school! And Draco didn't liked it that great, but a well, his own fault. He should have asked Ryou if he wanted so... So I can't blame Hermione for asking our white-haired teen!
Yaten – Close, but not close enough! The next chapter I'll put up then final pairings, and I'm not really sure if everyone will like the one I'll pair Malik up with. At least there aren't much fans of... But if you are really curious, look in my profile and try to figure it out. I definitally like the pairing lately, sadly almost no one knows and/or likes this pairing...
Sandra-Dark – Thanks, I'm glad you liked it! Well, I can be both girl/boy sometimes. I have so my things (and no, on the outside I'm still ONLY a girl!) ;) And no, I haven't finished the story yet. Becuase if I would have, I would have put up waaay earlier and much more! A drinking game? –thinks about the idea- I don't know if I'll put it in, but I might put something about drinking in it (especially since it will probably do something with the plot). Here's the update! I hope you liked it! Thanks! Somehow I always get the feeling I should respond on reviews, not much people do it anyway, but I'm glad you like it anyway!