Amanda: Hello again! Here's the third chappie (at last...It wasn't suppose to take this long o.O). I'm sorry if some people are OOC, but that's the way I want them. Now for the disclaimer...
...I don't own Yu-gi-oh or Harry Potter (If I did then I'd be rich!)... now that that's over, enjoy!
FYI: /Ryou talking to Bakura Bakura talking to Ryou'Ryou thinking''Bakura thinking'Yugi Talking Yami talking ' Thinking'
' thinking'
Chapter 3
/Weird, I don't remember telling that man my name./
That's because you didn't
/Then how could he have known.../
Ryou heard his door slide open so he cut the link. A man was standing there with his
hand opened and an expectant look on his face.
Ryou just looked at him, then he thought the man wanted his millennium ring, so he
scooted towards the window.
"Do you have your ticket or not?" The man asked, sounding a bit irritated.
"Uhh," Ryou fished around in his pocket, trying to find the ticket in all the junk
Bakura stole. "Here it is," he said, pulling it out and handing it to the ticket collector.
He stamped it and returned it to Ryou. Then he turned to leave, but not before
muttering under his breath, "Is this the threat Voldemort was talking about...pathetic"
Ryou could only hear the first part of the sentence because the door slid shut
again, but the name Voldemort sent chills down his spine.
/Who's Voldemort?/
Somebody.
/Well thanks for the help, do you know him or not, this is important?!?/
I came from Egypt, not England. I've never heard of him, or anyone with such a
stupid name...
/Be serious!/
I am!
Ryou then went back to looking out the window.
'I know Voldemort, whoever he is, is important, but why?'
He was snapped out of his thoughts when the train whistled, then suddenly lurched
forward. Ryou had to stop himself from smacking into the window. He glanced back at the
barrier between platforms nine and ten, that made him wonder more than ever who that
old man was.
Hey, I just thought of something!
/What is it?/
You know the old man?
/Yes.../ Ryou said, wondering where his Yami was going with the conversation.
I've seen him before...
/Where?!?/
Well, Back in the airport, remember that guy I borrowed the watch from...
/Stole./
Whatever, well that lady that with him was clutching a newspaper rather
tightly...
/I remember, it was called The Daily Prophet. Something was funny about that
newspaper./
Well, I saw some of it.
/What did it say?/
It talked about Death Eaters, a Ministry of Magic and Muggles...It was very
weird.
/What else did it say?/
On the front page was a man with a long white beard and a black pointed hat on
his head. He had a stick in his hand and was pointing it at this person in black...Bakura
paused.
/I remember something too!/
What?
/There was something that said, ' Twelve dead and nine injured...' then it
mentioned those Death Eaters.../ Ryou trailed off.
Hmm...that would have been interesting to see...
/Bakura!/
What?
/Nevermind...I'm just a bit confused about all that. Everything will be better once
we get to Egypt./
Bakura didn't reply, so Ryou looked out the window and saw London passing by.
InDominoJapan
"Why do you want my puzzle? I don't think You're a rare hunter...Malik left Japan
a while ago...." Yugi asked the Man in robes.
"No, I'm not what you call a 'rare hunter.' Nor do I know this Malik that you speak
of. I have no use for your silly little trinket."
"Then why go through all this trouble to get it?"
"Trouble? Hardly. You and your pathetic friends are no match for my powers...I
just wanted to have a little fun, before destroying you. As to why I'm after the puzzle, I
am fetching it for one who is more deserving of it."
"Who?"
"My Lord, Lord Voldemort..."
Yugi shivered from the sound of the name. The name Voldemort was just dripping
with an evil presence. Yami felt the evil and took over.
"...you see, once my lord has all seven millennium items, then he will be complete. He
can create a body by awakening the ancient spirits and summoning them out of their
Egyptian artifacts. Then my lord will absorb them. The spirits will combine with him,
making him whole, with the knowledge of Egypt and Wizards, with the powers of BOTH!"
Yami was confused with the wizard part, but he understood most of it, and he
didn't like it one bit. Then he asked, "Why are you telling me this? Aren't you afraid of me
stopping you? Don't you consider me a threat?"
"You? A mere muggle? Ha! I tell you these things because, threat or no threat, at
the end of this duel one of us will be dead, and I can assure you it won't be me. Also, if you
go, your friends go with you."
Yami looked at his friends, he knew this was coming. It reminded him of dueling
with all those other maniacs, Marik in particular, bent on collecting all seven millennium
items. The only thing different about this one was he didn't seem to know that the
'ancient spirits' were awake. Yami sighed. He could tell though that it wasn't going to be
an easy duel. An evil darkness radiated from his opponent, but different from shadow
magic.
Yami looked at his opponent, then a evil grin slowly appeared on his face (which
made the other man squirm) Yami said, "Don't think this will be easy, I'm the King of
Games. Then in a loud voice he announced, "IT'S TIME TO DUEL!"
Backonthetrain
/I wonder how the gang is doing. I really miss them, especially Joey and Yugi./
The Pharaoh is probably enjoying being King of Games, even though that title
should have been mine....
/We lost, deal with it! Don't you even wonder what's happening there, back in
Japan?/
Actually...No!
/Well what about Malik, I mean you don't just think about stealing things, do you?/
Malik, now there was someone fun to be around, what happened to him?
/He moved, I don't remember where.../
Who cares...was that your stomach?
Ryou just realized that he was hungry. He carefully stood up and slid open the
door. After he walked out he decided to ask the first person he saw where he could eat
(Fortunately the person was a nice old lady). The lady was trying to pull a suitcase into her
compartment.
Ryou approached the lady cautiously, remembering what happened in the airport.
"Umm, excuse me, can I help you?"
The old lady looked up at Ryou. Then she pushed her glasses higher on her face and
regarded him thoughtfully.
Ryou fidgeted under the old lady's piercing gaze, wondering if he should have left
her alone.
"Yes, you could help me with this suit-case..."
Ryou took the suitcase and started to pull it into the compartment.
Why are you helping this weakling?
/To get some information...about where I can find something to eat./
I can get the information...With that Bakura took control, not realizing that
Ryou was still trying to pull the suitcase. Bakura started to fall...but caught himself.
The old lady said, "If it's too much for you, then I can find someone a bit...
stronger..."
Bakura got so mad that he pulled the suitcase through the room, almost sending it
crashing through the window.
The old lady asked, "So what did you want to ask me?"
Then Ryou took over and asked in a small voice, "Do you know where I can get
something to eat?"
The lady suprised Ryou by smiling and saying, "Of course, now..." She didn't get to
finish her sentence because she bent down. When she stood up she was cuddling a black
cat. "Hello, little kitty. You're a pretty girl," she told the cat.
The cat meowed and jumped out of the old lady's hands.
Ryou coughed, and the lady took it the wrong way.
The Old Lady said, "Of course, I haven't forgot about you... okay, I'll help you.
Now, go right down two train cars and there should be a dining compartment on the third
one."
Ryou thanked the lady and took off. As he was leaving, though, he heard the lady
say, "Such a nice young man..."
She should say things like that, you aren't good.
/You're the one always getting me into trouble!/
Really? You were the one who scared that cashier in the ice-cream place...
/It was You who I was yelling at!/
But the look on that man's face...
Ryou stopped talking to his Yami when he walked into a door.
"That's what I get when I walk and talk to Bakura." he mumbled.
Ryou was at the second train car, but already he could smell all the delicious
aromas coming from the other car.
He opened the door between them and carefully stepped out. He then opened the
other door quickly and stepped in, almost closing the door on the cat.
Once in, he had a choice of a couple different booths. A lady came up to him
before he could sit down.
She looked at Ryou with a little note pad in her hand and asked "What would you
like?"
"Umm..." Ryou tried to look past the lady for a menu or something.
She sighed and said, "Would you like a sub sandwich?"
"Okay...I guess."
"That'll be three dollars and sixty-four cents.
Again Ryou had to dig through his pocket. He pulled out a bill, and lucky for him, it
was a five.
"Here." He handed her the money.
Ryou went directly for the booth towards the back of the car. When he sat down,
to his surprise, he almost sat on the cat.
"meow!"
"Well sorry, If you wouldn't have laid there, then this wouldn't happen. He looked
into the cats soulful eyes. They were violet, 'a strange color for a cat,'he thought. It
was almost like the cat could see right through him, to his soul.
Ryou would have probably kept staring at the cat, except for the fact that the
waitress came back.
"Your cat isn't supposed to be here," she said sternly, handing him his change.
"My...cat?"
Then she saw the cats eyes. "Oh, cool! I've never heard of people putting contacts
on their pets!"
"Co.. contacts?"
"Well they can't possibly real," Then she directed her attention to the cat. "Would
the kitty like a bowl of milk? Aww..." She went back into the kitchen.
/Bakura?/
Silence.
/Bakura!?!/
......Those eyes.....I remember...Those eyes.....Bakura almost seemed like he was
in a trance, remembering something that didn't want to be remembered.
/Bakura, what's wrong?/
Silence.
/ANSWER ME, BAKURA!?!/
Hearing Ryou yell, Bakura snapped out of the trance.
/Bakura?/
What?He asked, a bit dazed.
/What happened?/
Nothing!He snapped, and broke the link.
'Those eyes...I remember a face of a girl, not a cat with those eyes...but where?'
Bakura thought.
Ryou was confused. 'Why was Bakura acting so funny? It's almost like he'd never
seen a cat before...'
The waitress came back and handed Ryou his sub. "Enjoy!" she said, then she left.
Ryou ate his sandwich in silence. When he was finished he got up and walked to the
trash. He noticed that the cat got up with him.
"I'm not sure where you came from," Ryou said, addressing the cat, "but you sure
made Bakura freak out. Maybe it isn't such a good idea that you follow me."
The cat just stared at Ryou. 'I must be going insane, talking to a cat. I need to talk
to someone normal, or Yugi...'
The cat followed Ryou all the way back to his compartment. "What do you want!?!"
He yelled. Then he muttered to himself, "Oh, great! I'm starting to sound like Bakura."
The cat was still there, so he picked it up and carried it into his compartment.
"Cat, what am I going to do with you?" Ryou sighed and closed his eyes. He didn't
mean to, but he fell asleep anyway.
Ryou awoke with a start. He thought he heard something outside his door. The door
slid opened and Ryou pretended to be asleep.
/Bakura, we've got company./
There was no reply. Bakura had blocked himself off from everything and everyone
in his soul room.
The door slid opened even further and Ryou closed his eyes so he could barely see
through his eye lashes. What happened next was a surprise for Ryou. A young boy, about
Ryou's age appeared at the door. He had dirty blond hair and hazel eyes. The jacket he had
on was a jean-jacket with a lot of patches. He quickly came inside and tried to slide the
doors shut again, being very quiet so he wouldn't disturb the 'sleeping' Ryou.
While the boy was occupied with the door, Ryou managed to get up quietly and
sneak behind him. He just stood there, not making a sound.
The boy, having just gotten the door shut, turned around, bumping into Ryou. His
eyes grew wide as he backed away.
Using his meanest look, Ryou said, "Sit down."
The boy did as he was told and so Ryou continued.
"What are you doing in my compartment? I paid for this."
"You mean you aren't a stower?" The boy asked.
"What's a stower?" Ryou asked, puzzled.
The boy seemed amused that Ryou didn't know what he was talking about, but he
explained. "A stower, you know, a stowaway." Ryou still looked puzzled so the boy added,
"It's when you go somewhere, like on this train, and you don't pay for a ticket."
Ryou just nodded his head.
"Hey cool cat. What's it's name?"
Ryou hadn't thought of that before. He had just been calling the cat, cat.
"Umm..."
Ryou was trying to think of a name when Bakura snapped out of his trance and
said... I remember! Her name, that girl....Alemi (A: Al a may).
"Umm...Alemi is the cat's name." Ryou said uncertainly, hoping that that's what
Bakura wanted him to say.
"Mind if I crash here for awhile?" The boy asked, changing the subject.
Without waiting for an answer the boy crossed his arms acrossed his chest and put
his feet up on the seat in front of him. Then closed his eyes, apparently he was going to
sleep.
'What is going on here? Who is this boy, and why do I get the feeling that he is
more than he seems...' Ryou's mind was working on possibilities of who the boy could be
when he suddenly felt very tired, like he hadn't slept in ages, even though he had just
woken up. Leaning against the window he looked out and thought he saw another train that
said Hogwarts Express, then his eyes closed and he fell asleep.
Amanda: Well, what do ya think?
Yami Amanda: Hey I made it, what's going on?
A: I'm an author, see. Hands her yami the story I'm writing this story.
YA: Looks over story It looks okay, but where am I?
A: You're in there, see. Points to the end of the story
YA: Looks at the ends of the story and finds the words 'It looks okay, but where am I?' Hey! I just said that a few seconds ago! How did you do that!?!
A: I have my ways (smiles evilly)
YA: ... o.O
Bakura: What are you doing?
YA: Hands the story to Bakura
B: Hmm... reads story It's okay, but I want more me in it...
A: Yeesh, critics, oh well. Review, please... Puppy Eyes Sorry about not posting sooner, but I was busy... I'll try to be better. (Evil smirk)