Disclaimer: Everything is copyrighted by whoever owns them! (BTW Rooro and the rest of the Watarara tribe are copyrighted by Akira Himegawa!)
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Malfoy stormed down to the Slytherin common room, fuming at the fact that he'd embarrassed himself in front of everyone trying to get information out of that Gryffindor girl, beaver-face…Granger…whatever they called her. He'd tried being polite, but the girl had been too busy staring at him in surprise to answer. He had wound up being chased out of the library by the librarian. It wouldn't have been so bad if he hadn't been chased out with a feather duster!
"Uh…Malfoy?"
Malfoy snapped out of his trance and looked around.
"…oh. It's you." He muttered, aware that his face was turning bright red.
Hermione fidgeted a little. "About…you know. Calling me Miss Granger?"
Malfoy, groaned and buried his face in his hands. Crabbe and Goyle patted Malfoy's back with a look of pity on their faces. Unfortunately, their 'pat' was quite heavy and wound up knocking Malfoy to the ground.
"Get your hands off of me!" He snarled, leaping upright and glaring. "And you!" He said, indicating Hermione, "Get out of here. I just needed to know where the two Gryffindor mudbloods were hiding! That's all there is to it!"
Hermione stiffened, "Link and Yugi? What makes you think they're mudbloods?"
"Because they're Gryffindors! Probably half the people in your house are either pure blood or half wizards!" Malfoy snapped.
"We have to be…" Hermione said evenly, trying to resist the urge to beat Malfoy into a bloody pulp for insulting everyone in the Gryffindor house. "There are very few pure blooded wizards left in the world. And there are pure bloods in the Gryffindor house. You know that quite well…" She thought for a moment, "If I recall correctly, you-know-who isn't exactly what you'd call pure blooded. Harry said something about you-know-who's mother being a witch and father being a muggle…"
Crabbe gasped. Golye looked dumbstruck (amazing isn't it?).
"Grr…Just get out of here already!!!" Malfoy yelled, pushing her away.
"Fine! It's a waste of time for me to try talk sense with you anyways!" Hermione said huffily, shifting the weight of her bag to make it easier for her to carry. "Of course, the school would be happy to hear that Malfoy's gone soft~" She disappeared around the corner.
It took a while for Malfoy to react to the insult, "…Hey!!!"
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Rooro trotted alongside Link, still not looking very convinced that the person he was following really was Link. He followed the teen around mainly to see if he could get more answers from him. So far, Link hadn't said anything aside from 'Hi Rooro.'
Rooro crossed his arms and followed Link down the stairs and out onto the school grounds. Link glanced upwards at the sky, his silver bangs falling out of the way of his eyes, giving Rooro a clear view of the strange blood-red irises and misty whiteness around them.
Rooro blew some stray feathers away from his face, "Hmph…"
Link looked back down at the boy (bird, whatever you want to call him). "What's wrong?"
The young chief glared up at the Hylian, his gaze never leaving the strangely colored eyes of his 'friend.' "What's wrong? Oh…let's just say that I feel that you aren't telling me anything and my naturally curious little self wants to know what the heck is going on here!!!" He stomped the ground hard in his frustration, clawed feet leaving shallow grooves in the ground.
Link leaned against the stands, looking back up at the sky. Rooro noticed that the red color in his eyes had shimmered a little, as though it weren't his natural eye color. The teen blinked and the color had returned to its original, dark crimson.
Link sighed. "It's kind of hard to explain…"
Rooro tapped his foot impatiently, "Just tell me. If you really are my friend, then you shouldn't be keeping these kinds of secrets from me."
"You never asked me for--"
"Yes I did." Rooro said firmly.
"But there were other people there at the time…"
"There's no one here now, you can tell me."
Link looked around, making sure that no one was within earshot of the two of them. He kept glancing back up at the sky.
"You can start by telling me what the heck you keep looking up at the sky for!!!" Rooro said loudly, startling Link.
"Someone's out there." He said simply.
Rooro squinted, trying to see, "I don't see anything. And my eyesight's a lot better than yours."
"Not necessarily." Link said, still looking. "Whoever is up there is doing a really good job with concealing themself."
"Whatever, just tell me…mmph~"
"Hello!" Ron said brightly, keeping one hand on Rooro's mouth.
"Mmph!!!"
"I'm sorry, did you say something?
"Mmph…grr…"
"Listen, if he doesn't want to talk to you about something, then don't force him, okay? He'll tell you when the time is right." Ron said, removing his hand. "Right Link? …Link?" He looked around and spotted Link nearby.
Link's eyes were narrowed and had a look of serious concentration on his face.
"What are you looking at?" Ron asked.
"Feh…and you tell me not to ask him questions."
"Zip it, Rooro." Link muttered softly, his eyes never leaving that one point in the sky.
Rooro looked shocked and hurt. Being chief of the Watarara tribe meant that no one could say anything against their leader. He'd never had any tell him to 'zip it.' His head drooped a little, as did the feathers along his back and shoulders.
Link suddenly shoved Rooro and Ron hard, sending them tumbling into the grass before leaping to one side.
The earth shook as the man-eater bug slammed into the place the boys had been standing before, its enormous claws leaving deep grooves in the dirt.
"You again, huh?" Link said, "I though Yami had destroyed you."
"He did…" a soft, but harsh voice said. "But the monsters can be revived…not like you, mortal. Once you've been killed, you never come back." The air swirled into shadows around them. Before long, the entire area around them had been consumed by the shadows and darkness.
Ron and Rooro were pale with fright and were hugging onto each other for dear life. "W-w-w-where are we?"
A boy suddenly appeared out of the darkness, his long, spiky, silver-white hair falling just past his shoulder. A golden ring with a pyramid similar to the one that belong to Yugi, hung from the boy's neck. Several golden spikes hung from the outside of the ring.
Rooro let go of Ron and stood up, a defiant look upon his face. "Who are you?" He demanded. "Why have you brought us here? And why only the three of us?"
Ron's eyes widened as he and Link suddenly remembered the picture Yugi had shown them on the ride up to the castle.
"Bakura!"
Bakura grinned, "Nice try…But I am not Bakura. As far as I'm concerned, Bakura no longer exists."
"What have you done to him?" Ron yelled.
Bakura ran his hand along the bug's armored back. "Nothing much actually. I just sealed him away in the back of my mind, never to be released again. Oh, and to answer your question about being the only ones brought to the shadow realm…" He snapped his fingers and several people instantly materialized around him, all looking very confused and afraid.
"Professor Dumbledore! Professor McGonagall!" Ron said in surprise. "Flitwick! Hagrid! Zelda, Yugi, Harry, Hermione…Snape--"
All the teachers and the new students began to mutter nervously to each other, looking about with a look of confusion and some anger.
Link waved his hand for silence. "Why have you brought us here?" He asked, the cold tone in his voice was obvious.
"No reason really…at the moment."
Yugi's eyes had become equally dark and cold as Yami took over. "Why waste your time and powers on bringing so many people to the shadow realm if you are not going to use them?"
"Well, it wasn't a complete waste." Bakura said casually, "After all, Yami, you were kind enough to bring your millennium puzzle to me."
"Huh. So it's the puzzle you're after again…You just don't know when to give up. I banished you to the shadow realm once and I can always do it again." Yami said.
//But, we are in the Shadow realm. You can't banish him to the shadow realm when he's already here.//
/…/
//Last time, you'd sent him to the graveyard…//
'Am I allowed to kill him?'
//What kind of a question is that???//
/You can't kill him directly. He is possessing the real Bakura's body. The real Bakura is still alive within him. By 'killing' him, he will simply find another person to possess. He is a spirit…like me. If you kill him, you'll kill the real Bakura./
'Then how are we supposed to beat him?'
//I…have no idea.//
/You can't…Not by attacking him physically…you can't kill him if he's already dead./
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Link0723: Another short chappie…Oh well.
I'm glad that people are enjoying my fan fic and are always eager to read the next part, but I'd really appreciate it if you didn't always rush me. I too have a life, and unfortunately, it's a very busy one. I type up parts of my story whenever I can. If you rush me, you'll make me feel guilty for not updating and I'll wind up posting whatever I have without proofreading it to see it to even makes any sense. Then you people will start complaining about lack of detail and all the stuff and…*starts rambling*
Zelda: Ignore her, she's been really stressed out lately.