A/N: OMG Guess what?! The plot is actually starting to form!! XD Yay!! I
was planning on having a Super Cliffhanger, yes with captials and all, but
I decided to leave it for the next chapter and not lead you on. Aren't I
nice...maybe...I'm not sure...=P Actually, it's rather cliffhangerish as it
is. Jeez, I got caught outside in the mother of all storms today. Soaked
through and exhausted from dodging lightening XD Ok, so maybe I wasn't
actually dodging it, but I was still running like hell. Haha I went to the
Valley and was looking through an awesome cheap Korean store. It was there
I was introduced to "Pig Bbong". Charming ne? There's also the plus that
he's the sleaziest pig I've ever seen XP Ok, onto the reviewer thingy. You
know what I'm talking about:
DMCat15: Hmm...just for you I'm considering doing something with Yami and Quidditch. We'll see what happens =P
Sherkoni: Hey...I don't take -that- long... _;;; But yes, thankyou anyway =P
Zodiac Ice Healer: Wah, I read your story and it was really good ^_^ You should continue it, I like where it's going.
IAmInsane: I applaude your name XD He called him a showoff because he was showing off him 'Yami Bakura Intimedation Tactics'. *_* Very cool...*getting carried away*
Im Evil: Have you read Turmoil by Kaitourei? It's one that has just Kaiba- baka in it and it's very good =D Wow, calling him Kaiba-baka is fun =P
Althe: O_o;;; I'm updating, I'm updating!! Wah, Gravitation -is- good, isn't it? I love Ryuichi and Tohma!! *_* come to mention it......Nittle Grasper IS God XD
Thankyou to GraveRobbers Aman, labyrinth of chaos, Lyn/Lin, MilleniumDreamer, The Mad Tortoise, pippy32388 and Curtis Zidane Ziraa as well!!
Hmm...not that many reviewed the last chapter ;_; I expect better of you! J/K!! Hahaha =P
Listening to: Are you gonna be my girl? -- Jet
CHAPTER 15. Quidditch Happenings
The afternoon of friday came all to quickly for one Ryou Bakura, boy of the perpetually nervous disposition. On the other hand, his darker half was grinning a maniacal grin from ear to ear when class was ended and Harry led him down to the huge Quidditch Pitch in the school grounds. The simple prospect of a sport in which he could hurl objects at others was appealling in itself.
"So you've never ridden a broom before?" Harry asked.
"No, my usual modes of transportation don't regularly include cleaning implements." Bakura said sarcastically.
"I was just checking." Harry cracked a very small grin. With the way he put it, it did seem pretty funny. He reached down, picking up a broom and throwing it to his white haired friend. "Try it."
"..." Bakura looked at the sweeping stick he held, "Try it, how exactly?"
"Oh right, sorry. Well first put it on the ground." Bakura complied, "And then say 'up'."
"Up." the tomb robber said. The broom rolled slightly. Ryou snickered quietly in his mind. "Up!" The broom twitched. Bakura twitched. Ryou giggled. "UP!!!!" he roared. The broom shot into his hand immediately, seeming quite scared for an inanimate object.
"Very...good." Harry blinked and touched his ear. Bakura could be quite loud when he wanted to. "Now, you mount it." The white haired spirit gave the broom a skeptical look, before throwing his leg over. "Now you push off from the ground." Bakura lightly tapped the ground with his feet, rising slightly into the air. "Very good!" Harry clapped.
"It isn't very difficult."
"Now you've just got to master turning. All you do is direct it very slightly with your body. Side to side like this." Harry settled onto his own broom and demonstrated a few small turns. Bakura followed suit. "You're a natural Ryou!"
"Of course I am." Bakura put on a mad grin as he begun to spiral higher and higher. Soon he reached the three hoops at the end of the pitch and stopped. "What are these?"
"They're the goals. I'll explain them when I get around to the rules. But anyway...Ryou! What are you doing?!" Harry's eyes went wide as Bakura, perfectly calm, stood up on his broom and jumped onto the goal posts.
"Just checking the scenery." he said cooly, one leg fastened to the bottom of the hoop and one arm gripping the side.
"Get back on your broom! That's really dangerous! Be careful!!"
"Oh calm yourself boy." Bakura laughed and jumped back onto his broom with a cat-like grace.
Did he just call me boy? Harry wondered, but decided not to go into it as, despite being back on his broom, Bakura was still standing. "Ryou sit down! You could fall and break something!"
"I could, but I wont." with that, he reangled his feet and glided back to solid ground. "Hurry up! I haven't got all day!" Harry just shook his head and followed.
"So how do you play this mortal game?" Bakura asked as Harry landed next to him. Luckly he either missed or subconsciously ignored the mortal part.
"Just a moment, I've gotta grab something." Harry trotted across the pitch and returned, carrying a large wooden crate. "Now for the rules. First of all, there are seven players on each side. There are three Chasers. They try to get the Quaffle," he reached down and pulled out the bright red one which was about the size of a soccerball. "into through those hoops." Harry indicated to the three hoops on each side of the pitch, one of which Bakura had recently been hanging in. "Following so far?"
"Yes yes. Get on with it." Bakura tapped his foot with impatience.
"Um, well anyway, to stop the other team from scoring there's a Keeper on each team. That's the position you'll be trying out for. Basically you fly around and stop the other team by scoring."
"Through any means?" Bakura grinned his Creepy-Sadistic-Bakura-Grin.
"Well...you...usually just catch the ball when they try to get it through..." Harry said nervously, not really wanting to know what the other boy ment by 'other means'. When Bakura didn't elaborate, he continued. "The other positions are the two Beaters. During the game, three Bludgers rocket around the pitch, trying to knock the players off their brooms. The Beaters get these bats," he pointed to the clubs in the crate. "and their job is to stop the Bludgers from hitting their team and making them hit the other."
"Is that position up for selection?"
"Uh, no. The Weasley twins are already the Beaters."
"Pity. I would have enjoyed it."
"I'm...sure you would have. The last member of the team is the Seeker, that's me. When either I or the other team's Seeker catch the Golden Snitch the game ends. The team to get it gets an extra hundred and fifty points so that's the team that usually wins."
"Very well then. So what weapons are allowed for my position?"
"W-weapons?" Harry stuttered.
"Well those Beater people get clubs, what do I get?"
"Umm...nothing, you're supposed to just defend with your hands." Bakura seemed to overlook the 'defend' part.
"Aerial hand to hand combat eh? Sounds interesting." Bakura mused.
"Good that you're...excited about it..." a bead of sweat rolled down Harry's cheek. "So do you want to practise?"
"Okay." Bakura jumped onto his broom and sped back to the large hoops.
"I'll throw you a few balls and you catch them, alright?"
"Yeah yeah. Hurry up." After a while of this, in which Bakura caught every ball, the other members of the Team, as well as the others who were trying out for the position, sortly followed by Yugi, Harry, Ron, Hermione and even Malik and Kaiba. Malik was there "To see that stupid tomb robber make a fool of himself on a broom.". Kaiba was there because Malik dragged him. Everyone else was there for actual support.
As a few last players from the other teams assembled in the stands to sus out the competition, the trials began. The other two who were trying out weren't particularly and Bakura's position was confirmed after a particularly good catch in which he stood up and jumped off his broom, landing on the posts while Angelina practically squealled with delight. Harry sighed, supposing that was why he had been playing around on the goal rings before.
After Malik had stormed off claiming that "That stupid tomb robber got lucky!" Kaiba scowled, glared, scowled a bit more, and stalked very fast after him.
"Hey listen, we'll see you guys back in the Common Room alright?" Yugi said to Bakura and Harry as the three other Gryffindor's left them to pack up after the try-outs.
"Hey mortal...I mean boy...I mean Harry." Bakura shook his head, trying not to give himself away. Harry raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah?" he responded, putting the final balls into the crate.
"Give me books on this game. A rule book too." the white haired spirit demanded. Harry rolled his eyes at being talked to in such an impolite manner, but choose to ignore it since the tomb robber had him rather intimidated.
"I can get you books on the history and such, but you'll have to get a rule book out from the library. Here, help me carry this." he said, grabbing onto one side of the crate. Bakura gave Harry a look, and Harry decided that he should probably carry it by himself.
"Take me to the library." Bakura again demanded as they (being Harry) dropped the Qudditch supplies off at the shed. Ryou decided that enough impoliteness was enough and took over, adding in a "Please?"
"Sure...Ryou. It's down this way." Harry said as they entered the castle via the doors of the Great Hall.
"Hey Harry...do you think he's good at this Quidditch game?" Ryou asked nervously.
"Yeah you're...wait, he?"
"I ment me! That came out wrong, sorry." Ryou blushed at forgetting such an important thing.
'Stupid Hikari, even I wouldn't make a mistake that obvious.'
'Says you who called Harry a mortal before.'
'Shut up Hikari...'
"Ryou!! Earth to Ryou! Are you alright?" Harry waved his hand in front of his friends face.
"S-sorry. Must have been thinking too hard and spaced out or something..." he muttered.
"Anyway, I was saying that you're a natural at it so you have nothing to worry about."
"Umm...Harry..."
"Yeah?"
"Aren't we...I mean...this isn't the way to the library...is it?"
"Wha?" Harry looked around in confusion, "That's weird, I was sure we were going the right way..."
"Do you know where we are?" Ryou asked, starting to panic slightly. Harry continued to look around in confusion.
"To be perfectly honest, I don't have a clue. That's very strange, I knew exactly where I was going..." Just then, all at once, Ryou Bakura felt it. An irresistable pull that he couldn't help but surrender too.
"I really don't know...Ryou! Where are you going? Come back! Ryou!!" Harry ran after the boy who had turned quickly around the next corner.
'Hikari! Hikari, what are you doing?!' Ryou heard inside his mind.
'I-I don't know! I can't stop moving forward! Help Yami!'
'I can't! Something's blocking me! Ra damn this! Fight it Hikari!!'
'Help...I'm not strong enough...'
'Of course you are you fool! You're the reborn me, saying you aren't strong enough is an insult to both of us, and it just isn't true!!'
"Ahhhhhh!!!" Ryou yelled, regaining control of himself. "Wha? I did it! You were right Yami!"
'Of course I was right. I'm always right.'
"Haha, I'll let that go for now. The question is..." Ryou looked uncertainly at the door they'd stopped in front of. "What's in there?"
'Don't go in.' Yami Bakura said decisively.
'Why not?'
'It pulled you here for a reason. Chances are that you don't want to find out what that reason is.'
'You have a point. Let's get out of here before...'
"Ryou! I finally found you! Why did you take off like that?" Harry appeared around the corner, leaning against the wall and breathing heavily with exhaustion.
"Wh-Harry! Listen, we'd better get out of here. Now."
"Why? You seemed to eager to get here in the first place. Now you want to leave?" Harry was dead confused and getting more so by the minute. All he wanted to do was get to the bottom of this. Was that too much to ask?
"N-Well...listen, I can't explain. We just have to leave."
"There are a lot of things that can't be explained about you, aren't there?" Harry asked, a hint of rebellion in his voice.
"Harry, please! We have to go!!"
"Oh I understand now. This is that forbidden hallway isn't it?"
"It is?!" Ryou's eyes went very wide at this news.
"You know, since no one's about...I wouldn't mind having a look in here..."
"No please...not now...not now!!" Ryou's internal panic meter that had been creeping up very steadily for the last few minutes was now rising in leaps and bounds.
"I'll just be a second..." Harry reached for the door handle.
'Stop him!!!" Yami Bakura yelled. Ryou froze in horror as Harry opened the door and an eerie light was emmited. A heavy silence hung in the air which did nothing to calm the mad fear still swirly inside the white haired boy.
"Seems safe..." Harry muttered.
"Oh please don't..." but it was too late. Harry had already stepped inside.
A/N: Done done and done. Hope you liked ^_^ See? The plot shall soon thicken a large amount. Now, my friends, this is the time you click on that place down the bottom of the page and....REVIEW!! XD I should probably work on my HxH story now...Goodnight!
DMCat15: Hmm...just for you I'm considering doing something with Yami and Quidditch. We'll see what happens =P
Sherkoni: Hey...I don't take -that- long... _;;; But yes, thankyou anyway =P
Zodiac Ice Healer: Wah, I read your story and it was really good ^_^ You should continue it, I like where it's going.
IAmInsane: I applaude your name XD He called him a showoff because he was showing off him 'Yami Bakura Intimedation Tactics'. *_* Very cool...*getting carried away*
Im Evil: Have you read Turmoil by Kaitourei? It's one that has just Kaiba- baka in it and it's very good =D Wow, calling him Kaiba-baka is fun =P
Althe: O_o;;; I'm updating, I'm updating!! Wah, Gravitation -is- good, isn't it? I love Ryuichi and Tohma!! *_* come to mention it......Nittle Grasper IS God XD
Thankyou to GraveRobbers Aman, labyrinth of chaos, Lyn/Lin, MilleniumDreamer, The Mad Tortoise, pippy32388 and Curtis Zidane Ziraa as well!!
Hmm...not that many reviewed the last chapter ;_; I expect better of you! J/K!! Hahaha =P
Listening to: Are you gonna be my girl? -- Jet
CHAPTER 15. Quidditch Happenings
The afternoon of friday came all to quickly for one Ryou Bakura, boy of the perpetually nervous disposition. On the other hand, his darker half was grinning a maniacal grin from ear to ear when class was ended and Harry led him down to the huge Quidditch Pitch in the school grounds. The simple prospect of a sport in which he could hurl objects at others was appealling in itself.
"So you've never ridden a broom before?" Harry asked.
"No, my usual modes of transportation don't regularly include cleaning implements." Bakura said sarcastically.
"I was just checking." Harry cracked a very small grin. With the way he put it, it did seem pretty funny. He reached down, picking up a broom and throwing it to his white haired friend. "Try it."
"..." Bakura looked at the sweeping stick he held, "Try it, how exactly?"
"Oh right, sorry. Well first put it on the ground." Bakura complied, "And then say 'up'."
"Up." the tomb robber said. The broom rolled slightly. Ryou snickered quietly in his mind. "Up!" The broom twitched. Bakura twitched. Ryou giggled. "UP!!!!" he roared. The broom shot into his hand immediately, seeming quite scared for an inanimate object.
"Very...good." Harry blinked and touched his ear. Bakura could be quite loud when he wanted to. "Now, you mount it." The white haired spirit gave the broom a skeptical look, before throwing his leg over. "Now you push off from the ground." Bakura lightly tapped the ground with his feet, rising slightly into the air. "Very good!" Harry clapped.
"It isn't very difficult."
"Now you've just got to master turning. All you do is direct it very slightly with your body. Side to side like this." Harry settled onto his own broom and demonstrated a few small turns. Bakura followed suit. "You're a natural Ryou!"
"Of course I am." Bakura put on a mad grin as he begun to spiral higher and higher. Soon he reached the three hoops at the end of the pitch and stopped. "What are these?"
"They're the goals. I'll explain them when I get around to the rules. But anyway...Ryou! What are you doing?!" Harry's eyes went wide as Bakura, perfectly calm, stood up on his broom and jumped onto the goal posts.
"Just checking the scenery." he said cooly, one leg fastened to the bottom of the hoop and one arm gripping the side.
"Get back on your broom! That's really dangerous! Be careful!!"
"Oh calm yourself boy." Bakura laughed and jumped back onto his broom with a cat-like grace.
Did he just call me boy? Harry wondered, but decided not to go into it as, despite being back on his broom, Bakura was still standing. "Ryou sit down! You could fall and break something!"
"I could, but I wont." with that, he reangled his feet and glided back to solid ground. "Hurry up! I haven't got all day!" Harry just shook his head and followed.
"So how do you play this mortal game?" Bakura asked as Harry landed next to him. Luckly he either missed or subconsciously ignored the mortal part.
"Just a moment, I've gotta grab something." Harry trotted across the pitch and returned, carrying a large wooden crate. "Now for the rules. First of all, there are seven players on each side. There are three Chasers. They try to get the Quaffle," he reached down and pulled out the bright red one which was about the size of a soccerball. "into through those hoops." Harry indicated to the three hoops on each side of the pitch, one of which Bakura had recently been hanging in. "Following so far?"
"Yes yes. Get on with it." Bakura tapped his foot with impatience.
"Um, well anyway, to stop the other team from scoring there's a Keeper on each team. That's the position you'll be trying out for. Basically you fly around and stop the other team by scoring."
"Through any means?" Bakura grinned his Creepy-Sadistic-Bakura-Grin.
"Well...you...usually just catch the ball when they try to get it through..." Harry said nervously, not really wanting to know what the other boy ment by 'other means'. When Bakura didn't elaborate, he continued. "The other positions are the two Beaters. During the game, three Bludgers rocket around the pitch, trying to knock the players off their brooms. The Beaters get these bats," he pointed to the clubs in the crate. "and their job is to stop the Bludgers from hitting their team and making them hit the other."
"Is that position up for selection?"
"Uh, no. The Weasley twins are already the Beaters."
"Pity. I would have enjoyed it."
"I'm...sure you would have. The last member of the team is the Seeker, that's me. When either I or the other team's Seeker catch the Golden Snitch the game ends. The team to get it gets an extra hundred and fifty points so that's the team that usually wins."
"Very well then. So what weapons are allowed for my position?"
"W-weapons?" Harry stuttered.
"Well those Beater people get clubs, what do I get?"
"Umm...nothing, you're supposed to just defend with your hands." Bakura seemed to overlook the 'defend' part.
"Aerial hand to hand combat eh? Sounds interesting." Bakura mused.
"Good that you're...excited about it..." a bead of sweat rolled down Harry's cheek. "So do you want to practise?"
"Okay." Bakura jumped onto his broom and sped back to the large hoops.
"I'll throw you a few balls and you catch them, alright?"
"Yeah yeah. Hurry up." After a while of this, in which Bakura caught every ball, the other members of the Team, as well as the others who were trying out for the position, sortly followed by Yugi, Harry, Ron, Hermione and even Malik and Kaiba. Malik was there "To see that stupid tomb robber make a fool of himself on a broom.". Kaiba was there because Malik dragged him. Everyone else was there for actual support.
As a few last players from the other teams assembled in the stands to sus out the competition, the trials began. The other two who were trying out weren't particularly and Bakura's position was confirmed after a particularly good catch in which he stood up and jumped off his broom, landing on the posts while Angelina practically squealled with delight. Harry sighed, supposing that was why he had been playing around on the goal rings before.
After Malik had stormed off claiming that "That stupid tomb robber got lucky!" Kaiba scowled, glared, scowled a bit more, and stalked very fast after him.
"Hey listen, we'll see you guys back in the Common Room alright?" Yugi said to Bakura and Harry as the three other Gryffindor's left them to pack up after the try-outs.
"Hey mortal...I mean boy...I mean Harry." Bakura shook his head, trying not to give himself away. Harry raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah?" he responded, putting the final balls into the crate.
"Give me books on this game. A rule book too." the white haired spirit demanded. Harry rolled his eyes at being talked to in such an impolite manner, but choose to ignore it since the tomb robber had him rather intimidated.
"I can get you books on the history and such, but you'll have to get a rule book out from the library. Here, help me carry this." he said, grabbing onto one side of the crate. Bakura gave Harry a look, and Harry decided that he should probably carry it by himself.
"Take me to the library." Bakura again demanded as they (being Harry) dropped the Qudditch supplies off at the shed. Ryou decided that enough impoliteness was enough and took over, adding in a "Please?"
"Sure...Ryou. It's down this way." Harry said as they entered the castle via the doors of the Great Hall.
"Hey Harry...do you think he's good at this Quidditch game?" Ryou asked nervously.
"Yeah you're...wait, he?"
"I ment me! That came out wrong, sorry." Ryou blushed at forgetting such an important thing.
'Stupid Hikari, even I wouldn't make a mistake that obvious.'
'Says you who called Harry a mortal before.'
'Shut up Hikari...'
"Ryou!! Earth to Ryou! Are you alright?" Harry waved his hand in front of his friends face.
"S-sorry. Must have been thinking too hard and spaced out or something..." he muttered.
"Anyway, I was saying that you're a natural at it so you have nothing to worry about."
"Umm...Harry..."
"Yeah?"
"Aren't we...I mean...this isn't the way to the library...is it?"
"Wha?" Harry looked around in confusion, "That's weird, I was sure we were going the right way..."
"Do you know where we are?" Ryou asked, starting to panic slightly. Harry continued to look around in confusion.
"To be perfectly honest, I don't have a clue. That's very strange, I knew exactly where I was going..." Just then, all at once, Ryou Bakura felt it. An irresistable pull that he couldn't help but surrender too.
"I really don't know...Ryou! Where are you going? Come back! Ryou!!" Harry ran after the boy who had turned quickly around the next corner.
'Hikari! Hikari, what are you doing?!' Ryou heard inside his mind.
'I-I don't know! I can't stop moving forward! Help Yami!'
'I can't! Something's blocking me! Ra damn this! Fight it Hikari!!'
'Help...I'm not strong enough...'
'Of course you are you fool! You're the reborn me, saying you aren't strong enough is an insult to both of us, and it just isn't true!!'
"Ahhhhhh!!!" Ryou yelled, regaining control of himself. "Wha? I did it! You were right Yami!"
'Of course I was right. I'm always right.'
"Haha, I'll let that go for now. The question is..." Ryou looked uncertainly at the door they'd stopped in front of. "What's in there?"
'Don't go in.' Yami Bakura said decisively.
'Why not?'
'It pulled you here for a reason. Chances are that you don't want to find out what that reason is.'
'You have a point. Let's get out of here before...'
"Ryou! I finally found you! Why did you take off like that?" Harry appeared around the corner, leaning against the wall and breathing heavily with exhaustion.
"Wh-Harry! Listen, we'd better get out of here. Now."
"Why? You seemed to eager to get here in the first place. Now you want to leave?" Harry was dead confused and getting more so by the minute. All he wanted to do was get to the bottom of this. Was that too much to ask?
"N-Well...listen, I can't explain. We just have to leave."
"There are a lot of things that can't be explained about you, aren't there?" Harry asked, a hint of rebellion in his voice.
"Harry, please! We have to go!!"
"Oh I understand now. This is that forbidden hallway isn't it?"
"It is?!" Ryou's eyes went very wide at this news.
"You know, since no one's about...I wouldn't mind having a look in here..."
"No please...not now...not now!!" Ryou's internal panic meter that had been creeping up very steadily for the last few minutes was now rising in leaps and bounds.
"I'll just be a second..." Harry reached for the door handle.
'Stop him!!!" Yami Bakura yelled. Ryou froze in horror as Harry opened the door and an eerie light was emmited. A heavy silence hung in the air which did nothing to calm the mad fear still swirly inside the white haired boy.
"Seems safe..." Harry muttered.
"Oh please don't..." but it was too late. Harry had already stepped inside.
A/N: Done done and done. Hope you liked ^_^ See? The plot shall soon thicken a large amount. Now, my friends, this is the time you click on that place down the bottom of the page and....REVIEW!! XD I should probably work on my HxH story now...Goodnight!