"Are you ever even going to consider putting me down?" Ryou
halfheartedly whined.
"Ryou, we know you better than you think. You ain't gonna miss a class unless someone's dragging ya away!" Jou retorted.
"That, and you look astonishingly cute all pathetic like that!" Malik teased as he ruffled his hair. Ryou gave him his best ant soldier death glare. If there were any microscopic organisms running around, they scattered off like scared microorganisms. Hence the ant soldier.
"You know, this is kind of overdoing it, isn't it? This is something someone like mou hitori no boku would do!!!" Ryou cried. He fell over backwards as Jou let go of him.
"Don't you dare compare me to the likes of him, you hear me Bakura!!!" Jounouchi yelled. Jou immediately seemed to regret it as Ryou's wide eyes began to tear.
"Oh, god, Ryou. Don't take it like that, I didn't mean it that way-"
"All this time! He hasn't done anything for the longest time and none of you trust him!! I can't believe you guys!!!" He cried, and sprinted away. Malik looked one way at the group, and turned towards Ryou's direction. He took another glance at Jou in particular before following.
"Oh my god..." Hermione whispered. "Mou hitori no boku... my other self... what does it mean?"
"That Harry's cousin is a schizoid?" Ron suggested. Harry shot a look at him.
"It has something to do with those gold necklace things, and Malik's little gold bat thing." She continued, seemingly oblivious to Harry and Ron.
"Little gold bat thing?" The two asked at the same time.
"You mean you haven't seen it? It's sorta like a wand, only much thicker, and gold. Not cheap paint gold, the real thing. On the tip is the Eye of Horus, with little bat-like wings. It's actually really cool. And obviously special to him, the way he takes it everywhere he goes. Yugi has that little Upside-Down Pyramid, and Bakura with the ring and the spikes, although he tries to keep it pretty much hidden. Yugi's the only one that really displays his. They're a part of a set, you can tell." She explained. They returned their attention to Ryou, whose frame was visible down in a classroom pretty close to them.
"Don't cry hikari! It makes you look weak!" A voice like Ryou's ordered, only deeper, full of anger, and darker.
"I'm not crying! I'm just angry, that's all! Dang it, Jou, why'd ya hafta say that!!" A voice that was definitely Ryou's answered.
"You realize he can't hear you?" The dark voice inquired.
"You see this wall, Yami? I am talking to it. I am ignoring you." Ryou retorted. "Lovely weather, isn't it? I imagine it's rather chilly for you, though, since you can't really come inside."
"Talking to the walls could be dangerous in this place, hikari."
"And all those windows of yours must be freezing! But I guess that's what curtains are for, aren't they?"
"Ask him if he's read the newspaper. Did he get 13 down on the crossword? It's a five letter word for treasure."
"Maybe they should put curtains on the outside. You know, a tomb robber of all people should know a five-letter word for treasure. I mean, certainly there's a hieroglyphic for that!! You'd think after five thousand years of contemplating he'd figure that one out. I guess they didn't have crosswords when he was young." Silence. "Oh, you're almost as old as him? You wanna be my new Yami?"
"Hikari..."
"Oh. That's too bad; I could use a new one. The one I've got is a bloody pain." They saw Malik going inside.
"You think yours a pain? Ryou, you really need to learn the Yami scale. Yugi's is obviously a one, who wouldn't want a pharaoh? Yours is probably a nine-point-nine, but Marik is no doubt a ten."
"Yeah, but you don't have to put up with Marik. He's locked up, and as long as you keep your head on straight. I don't have a choice. I do something stupid, and he's always there criticizing me. You break a couple jars in a fit of anger and you can at least attempt to hide it before Isis comes back. And Yugi never does anything stupid." He answered.
"Baka goody-two-shoes. Come on, Ryou; don't get mad like this, at least not with your Yami sulking. I say we banish him to the shadow realm to find all your CD's and those microwaves. Then you'll have time to whine about everything all you want. And we'll have Christmas gifts. What do you say? I got the means if you got the will."
"Can we send Jou to find my computer?"
"Sorry, he tends to freak a bit when that happens. But we can try the Pharaoh. I'm sure the game shop could use a few free vending machines and TV I've seen in his part of the realm. And it's littered with all sorts of sparkly stuff that Nightshade would love."
"Malik, you're an idiot."
"Ryou, you're a clown."
"You're not Otogi, you can't say that!" Malik laughed and nodded at Bakura. He got the message and walked out, grabbing Yami once he caught up.
"Come on, pharaoh, I'm doing this for Ryou. Split, so we can go!" Bakura ordered.
"What are you talking about, tomb robber!!"
"We are going to leave so Ryou can have a relatively sane weekend. And to get all the stuff we sent to the shadow realm, for some baka mortal holiday they insist on celebrating. Prissy Miss or something. Let's go, now before I drag Yugi with you!!"
"Fine, fine, I'm going! Bye, Yugi, I'll try not to kill him!" A purple mist enshrouded them and they disappeared.
"Wicked cool!" Ron whispered.
"How much have you seen?" A voice behind them asked. The three whirled around, but the voice was hidden.
"Everything." Harry didn't know why, but whatever this 'thing' was, it wouldn't tolerate a lie.
"I see. You must tell them you know. If you don't tell them, and they find out, the Yamis will be back soon. Master Bakura does not want you to know at all. Lord Yami will overpower him and consent your knowledge. But mark my words. If you speak a word of this, you *will* die. Whether it is our hands that are bloodied or Master Bakura's by your fate does not matter. Trust no one in this matter. This is your fair warning. Leave, now."
The three nodded. Harry looked around quick, tapped a statue three times and climbed inside the opening it created, the others following. He tapped it again to close it and lit his wand to see exactly where he was. This passageway went... straight to Dumbledore's office. He didn't even need the map to know that now. That was odd.
"Alright then. To Dumbledore's office, then, I suppose. Follow me."
"You ready to go, Ry? We'll trail behind as long as you don't make a break for it. In that case, I'll have to take Jou's position of your self- appointed keeper." Malik dragged Ryou behind himself.
"I didn't say bye to the wall!" He complained.
"All the walls are connected, they'll pass it on. Come on, we can't lose sight of them. I know this place as well as Jou does."
"And you're supposed to be guarding a high security tomb. Poor senseless Malik. You would starve in a day."
"Shut up."
Harry knocked on the hidden door. He could hear shifting around inside. Then the door opened.
"Why, hello Harry. I believe this is the second time this year that you have come to visit me."
"It is?" The three asked at the same time.
"Oh, my mistake. I believe that might have been last year. Do come in. Would you three like some tea?"
"No, thank you." The three answered at once.
"Professor Dumbledore, what's a Yami?" Harry blurted out. Hermione sighed.
"I already told you, Harry, it's Japanese for Darkness. In the context, I'm assuming it means the 'dark side' of a person." Hermione told him, exasperated.
"I couldn't have said it better. Kindly sit do-"
At exactly that time, the door to his office fell through, revealing a brunette, two blondes, and albino, a multicolor, and a raven-haired boy laying crumpled at the doorstep.
"Uh... hi Professor. Hi, Harry, Ron, Hermione!" Mokuba was the first to stand and speak.
"Mm-hmm, we've got ourselves a bit of a problem. And it's not very, uh- hmm, trivial. Although somewhat funny if you think about it." Malik added as everyone else got themselves up.
"I'm laughing so hard." Jou told him sarcastically.
"Meet our problem, Professor."
"Ryou, we know you better than you think. You ain't gonna miss a class unless someone's dragging ya away!" Jou retorted.
"That, and you look astonishingly cute all pathetic like that!" Malik teased as he ruffled his hair. Ryou gave him his best ant soldier death glare. If there were any microscopic organisms running around, they scattered off like scared microorganisms. Hence the ant soldier.
"You know, this is kind of overdoing it, isn't it? This is something someone like mou hitori no boku would do!!!" Ryou cried. He fell over backwards as Jou let go of him.
"Don't you dare compare me to the likes of him, you hear me Bakura!!!" Jounouchi yelled. Jou immediately seemed to regret it as Ryou's wide eyes began to tear.
"Oh, god, Ryou. Don't take it like that, I didn't mean it that way-"
"All this time! He hasn't done anything for the longest time and none of you trust him!! I can't believe you guys!!!" He cried, and sprinted away. Malik looked one way at the group, and turned towards Ryou's direction. He took another glance at Jou in particular before following.
"Oh my god..." Hermione whispered. "Mou hitori no boku... my other self... what does it mean?"
"That Harry's cousin is a schizoid?" Ron suggested. Harry shot a look at him.
"It has something to do with those gold necklace things, and Malik's little gold bat thing." She continued, seemingly oblivious to Harry and Ron.
"Little gold bat thing?" The two asked at the same time.
"You mean you haven't seen it? It's sorta like a wand, only much thicker, and gold. Not cheap paint gold, the real thing. On the tip is the Eye of Horus, with little bat-like wings. It's actually really cool. And obviously special to him, the way he takes it everywhere he goes. Yugi has that little Upside-Down Pyramid, and Bakura with the ring and the spikes, although he tries to keep it pretty much hidden. Yugi's the only one that really displays his. They're a part of a set, you can tell." She explained. They returned their attention to Ryou, whose frame was visible down in a classroom pretty close to them.
"Don't cry hikari! It makes you look weak!" A voice like Ryou's ordered, only deeper, full of anger, and darker.
"I'm not crying! I'm just angry, that's all! Dang it, Jou, why'd ya hafta say that!!" A voice that was definitely Ryou's answered.
"You realize he can't hear you?" The dark voice inquired.
"You see this wall, Yami? I am talking to it. I am ignoring you." Ryou retorted. "Lovely weather, isn't it? I imagine it's rather chilly for you, though, since you can't really come inside."
"Talking to the walls could be dangerous in this place, hikari."
"And all those windows of yours must be freezing! But I guess that's what curtains are for, aren't they?"
"Ask him if he's read the newspaper. Did he get 13 down on the crossword? It's a five letter word for treasure."
"Maybe they should put curtains on the outside. You know, a tomb robber of all people should know a five-letter word for treasure. I mean, certainly there's a hieroglyphic for that!! You'd think after five thousand years of contemplating he'd figure that one out. I guess they didn't have crosswords when he was young." Silence. "Oh, you're almost as old as him? You wanna be my new Yami?"
"Hikari..."
"Oh. That's too bad; I could use a new one. The one I've got is a bloody pain." They saw Malik going inside.
"You think yours a pain? Ryou, you really need to learn the Yami scale. Yugi's is obviously a one, who wouldn't want a pharaoh? Yours is probably a nine-point-nine, but Marik is no doubt a ten."
"Yeah, but you don't have to put up with Marik. He's locked up, and as long as you keep your head on straight. I don't have a choice. I do something stupid, and he's always there criticizing me. You break a couple jars in a fit of anger and you can at least attempt to hide it before Isis comes back. And Yugi never does anything stupid." He answered.
"Baka goody-two-shoes. Come on, Ryou; don't get mad like this, at least not with your Yami sulking. I say we banish him to the shadow realm to find all your CD's and those microwaves. Then you'll have time to whine about everything all you want. And we'll have Christmas gifts. What do you say? I got the means if you got the will."
"Can we send Jou to find my computer?"
"Sorry, he tends to freak a bit when that happens. But we can try the Pharaoh. I'm sure the game shop could use a few free vending machines and TV I've seen in his part of the realm. And it's littered with all sorts of sparkly stuff that Nightshade would love."
"Malik, you're an idiot."
"Ryou, you're a clown."
"You're not Otogi, you can't say that!" Malik laughed and nodded at Bakura. He got the message and walked out, grabbing Yami once he caught up.
"Come on, pharaoh, I'm doing this for Ryou. Split, so we can go!" Bakura ordered.
"What are you talking about, tomb robber!!"
"We are going to leave so Ryou can have a relatively sane weekend. And to get all the stuff we sent to the shadow realm, for some baka mortal holiday they insist on celebrating. Prissy Miss or something. Let's go, now before I drag Yugi with you!!"
"Fine, fine, I'm going! Bye, Yugi, I'll try not to kill him!" A purple mist enshrouded them and they disappeared.
"Wicked cool!" Ron whispered.
"How much have you seen?" A voice behind them asked. The three whirled around, but the voice was hidden.
"Everything." Harry didn't know why, but whatever this 'thing' was, it wouldn't tolerate a lie.
"I see. You must tell them you know. If you don't tell them, and they find out, the Yamis will be back soon. Master Bakura does not want you to know at all. Lord Yami will overpower him and consent your knowledge. But mark my words. If you speak a word of this, you *will* die. Whether it is our hands that are bloodied or Master Bakura's by your fate does not matter. Trust no one in this matter. This is your fair warning. Leave, now."
The three nodded. Harry looked around quick, tapped a statue three times and climbed inside the opening it created, the others following. He tapped it again to close it and lit his wand to see exactly where he was. This passageway went... straight to Dumbledore's office. He didn't even need the map to know that now. That was odd.
"Alright then. To Dumbledore's office, then, I suppose. Follow me."
"You ready to go, Ry? We'll trail behind as long as you don't make a break for it. In that case, I'll have to take Jou's position of your self- appointed keeper." Malik dragged Ryou behind himself.
"I didn't say bye to the wall!" He complained.
"All the walls are connected, they'll pass it on. Come on, we can't lose sight of them. I know this place as well as Jou does."
"And you're supposed to be guarding a high security tomb. Poor senseless Malik. You would starve in a day."
"Shut up."
Harry knocked on the hidden door. He could hear shifting around inside. Then the door opened.
"Why, hello Harry. I believe this is the second time this year that you have come to visit me."
"It is?" The three asked at the same time.
"Oh, my mistake. I believe that might have been last year. Do come in. Would you three like some tea?"
"No, thank you." The three answered at once.
"Professor Dumbledore, what's a Yami?" Harry blurted out. Hermione sighed.
"I already told you, Harry, it's Japanese for Darkness. In the context, I'm assuming it means the 'dark side' of a person." Hermione told him, exasperated.
"I couldn't have said it better. Kindly sit do-"
At exactly that time, the door to his office fell through, revealing a brunette, two blondes, and albino, a multicolor, and a raven-haired boy laying crumpled at the doorstep.
"Uh... hi Professor. Hi, Harry, Ron, Hermione!" Mokuba was the first to stand and speak.
"Mm-hmm, we've got ourselves a bit of a problem. And it's not very, uh- hmm, trivial. Although somewhat funny if you think about it." Malik added as everyone else got themselves up.
"I'm laughing so hard." Jou told him sarcastically.
"Meet our problem, Professor."