Gomen, I'm late again, huh? One word: writers block.  A very big one too, I haven't been able to concentrate much, plus I needed to catch up on my sleeping. I've been falling asleep in class a lot and I put my education before fanfiction. (Unfortunately, this doesn't pay. Otherwise I'd be glad to designate my life to writing for all of you. But I can't.)

I also apologize for the last few chapters they were very… rushed. I'm hoping to develop this story more, I've planned out about 30+ chapters and I intend on finishing it within the year.

I have 150+ reviews! Yes! I don't know how to thank you enough… maybe just post chapters sooner? Yeah, that should work. Thanks again, all of you, I love feedback… it's probably the only reason I write. Well, that and envisioning certain bishis in comical, confusing, sexy situations! ~_^

And also, a BIG thanks to begin sadist who submitted a pic of High Priest Seito, it may not the related to this fic entirely, but it's still wicked cool. Remove the spaces and find it at:

www. boomspeed.com /amphibian /priestkaiba.jpg

Questions:

1. Why is Jou/Mai called 'Polarshipping'?

Why? I have no idea, but I do know that it is a valid name. Perhaps because they're opposites, like the North and South Pole… or something. You know, the "opposites attract" theory. (Hey, I'm open for suggestions here…)

2. "You do know to use the item's powers you have to win the item in any kind of a game and if you have all of the items and all of the God cards you can rule the world and it is a pity that You Know What doesn't know that and you do know Seto can use the rod since once it was his in the past."

Yes. Yes. Yes, quite. And, finally, yes. Let's just say, no one outside of the yu-gi-oh-verse going to be using the Items themselves. The Sennen Item's themselves aren't the target, and as for the God cards… well, they may not be playing a part yet. And as for Seto, heh. Sorry, telling would be too much of a spoiler.

3. Dueling? You know, with cards?

I'm debating whether or not to have a duel or two. I know White Angel did, and I'm trying to steer away from events in her fic, since my goal is originality. I might be temped though. Perhaps a short one… On the bright side, there will be monsters summoned. But, by whom; I can't tell.

4. Mokuba's kidnapping to classic?

It may be classic, but it's logical. Mokuba is the only thing Seto really cares about. The rest of the world is pretty much dead to him and he to it. Taking away Mokuba, takes away his anchor to that world and the only thing his icy heart cherishes. Sad really.

5. Pegasus? Where?

Where indeed, sorry all you fans, Pegsy, isn't making an appearance in this fic. As far as it goes he's dead… that or on some island somewhere. And as for a duel monster's tournament, don't you think it would clash with this fic?

6. Seto Kaiba in Gryffindor?

Yes, Seto is in Gryffindor. Why? You will see. (And yes, there is a logical reason.) Bear with me please; things will change dramatically in the chapter's to come. Trust me

7. Your grammar sucks! (Not really a question but, hey, it's been said.)

So I've heard. Well, good news for all you ninny picks (no offense) out there I've had my beta go over all the previous chapters and edit them. (You should have heard the criticism I got for my repeated use of "frount" instead of "front".) I really hope this helps; I'll be having her go over all my future chapters and such. 

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Turmoil

By Kaitourei

Chapter Ten: The Calm Before The Storm

"We'll what do you know, a dead crossdresser on Kaiba's front lawn! This should make tomorrows paper."

- Katsuya Jounouchi

The weather hadn't changed since the day Seto Kaiba came to Hogwarts. Grey clouds hung over the castle while chilling winds swept through the grounds flinging moist droplets of water onto unsuspecting structures. Although on the inside of the castle, the atmosphere was much warmer.

It was the fifth day of class, the sixth official day of school, and the events of his arrival were still unforgotten. Inside the Gryffindor common room, a slow hush spread through the room as Kaiba ascended from the boy's dorm. His presence that morning was slightly unusual, after all, he usually was the first one up in the mornings. Some students doubted he even slept. But he was there dressed in his school uniform, the robes still billowing behind him dramatically. Slung over his shoulder was a book bag; he looked imperturbable.

Most of the Gryffindor students had turned away from him after a brief glance, a few had either ignored his presence or learned to adapted to it. Either way, Seto Kaiba was in their house, they could do nothing. Others, in contrast, glared and glowered at the CEO as he made his way past them almost obliviously, but not quite. A flash of irritation crossed his composed face.

"A picture would last longer," he said in a calm voice. "Why don't you take one?" Kaiba didn't bother looking back as a few vulgar phrases were thrown his way. He ducked through the portrait hole and stepped into the cold corridor.

He reached the great hall before most of the students, which was his plan in any case. Kaiba sat himself as far away from the few Gryffindor students. He ate quickly, silently wishing for coffee. It had occurred to him in the last few days that he was suffering a caffeine withdrawal, and ironically the child prodigy himself had not thought to bring some kind of caffeinated drink.

He frowned inwardly, why bother? Hogwarts could not support any technology and that included coffeemakers. Lifting the goblet of pumpkin juice to his lips, he took a long sip. Sweet exotic tasting liquid filled his mouth and ran down his throat. Kaiba grimaced. It would take some getting used to, but he had to survive somehow.

Mokuba hadn't emailed him yet, which worried the CEO. Usually the mischievous tyke would have atleast sent him a quick voice mail or even a postcard. Something. Kaiba could feel his insides twisting; he needed to know if his brother was safe and sound. His gut twisted again and he wondered what made him come to this lunatic school in the first place.

Kaiba could have laughed then and there. It was satirical; he was a perfect student in the regular school. Perfect. But here he still had things to learn, he wasn't all that one could be, and that annoyed him. Worst yet, he couldn't even come close to completing a small magic trick without some catastrophic side effect. He thanked whatever God was up there, that only three of his eight classes required wand use.

Charms had been the beginning of the endless cycles of rumors and gossip, Seto Kaiba this, Seto Kaiba that. He guessed not many people had his inability. This only worried him more, and the CEO did not like to worry about things and situations. There was no need to worry when he was in control. But control was one thing this "world renounced" school he didn't have.

Transfiguration could have been worse.  McGonagall had allowed him to write a two-foot essay on the steps to transfigure biotic elements into abiotic elements, and visa-versa. Kaiba had finished it within an hour, surprising most of the class and the Professor.

History of Magic was as easy as it came. Kaiba found himself the only student a wake during the whole period, save for a bushy haired girl named Hermione Granger who seemed to have all the answers. Kaiba knew she would be competition, but only to an extent. He was after all, Seto Kaiba, and he never lost. Ever.

Arithmancy was no different; it was as easy as his trigonometry class in Domino. Within the first half hour he had successfully caught up with his fifth year class, and surpassed them. Even Granger. Kaiba couldn't help smirk to himself. He didn't find it surprising that he was this far already. He was right. He was smarter, faster, and physically stronger than most of the students in the school, if not all of them. Nevertheless his weakness at the school ran deep.

Today he would be attending Hagrid's class, Care of Magic Creatures. He vaguely wondered how the giant man had ended up with a job at a world famous school. Bloody favoritism. Stupid people shouldn't teach. 

Kaiba took another sip of pumpkin juice as more students began to pour into the great hall. The Gryffindor table was beginning to fill, although he sat in seclusion for the rest of the house. He liked it that way. Turning his thoughts back to the upcoming classes. He snarled silently as the Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor walked over toward the teacher's table, reminding Kaiba that today was not magic free.

For the hundredth time that week Kaiba briefly considered snapping his wand in half and blaming a Gryffindor.

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"So Jou, you ever going to tell us what exactly happened in that elevator?" Honda asked with a lopsided grin.

It was the weekend and compared to England the weather was splendid. *Yugi-tachi had stopped in the park. Anzu, Jou, Honda, and Yugi sat in various positions on the grass, soaking in the rays like the photosynthetic grass beneath them. The day was calm, the sky was clear, a soft breeze blowing the leaves across the sidewalk near them.

Yugi sighed. It was perfect.

"What?" Jounouchi asked in mock disbelief. "And let my sinful, sultry ways fall on virgin ears?" He patted Yugi on the head, careful not to mess up the smaller boys spikes. "I would never."

Anzu snorted, "'Sinful, sultry ways'? Jounouchi, that didn't even make sense."

Honda raised an eyebrow. "Does he ever?"

Yugi couldn't help giggle as Jounouchi tackled Honda. Anzu rolled her eyes, "Come on you guys, quit it. People are giving us strange looks."

"So," Jou shrugged as he shoved Honda away. "Give 'em strange looks back."

Anzu sighed, but the two boys sat down and turned to the smallest member. Jou grinned, "So, Yugi, what's up? You've been pretty quiet." This seemed to catch everyone's attention.

"Nothing's wrong," he said, and then lowered his voice. "With me anyway. Yami's been to quiet today. He didn't even say good morning… I think something happened." Yugi looked down. "I just don't know what it is."

"Don't worry, Yugi!" Anzu said quickly. "I think Yami just wants some time to think."

"*Aa," Honda added. "Or maybe he's moody."

Jou nodded, "Yeah, like when it's Anzu's time of the month."

"*Kono hentai!" A streak of red flushed across Anzu's face before she lounged and grabbed Jounouchi's exposed ear. With a quick twist, Jou was yelping in pain – apologizing repeatedly.

"*Shitsukoi! Te-o dokete-yo!" Jou grimaced before Anzu released his now red earlobe. She smirked.

"Go Anzu," Honda said meekly as Yugi watched wide-eyed.

"Well," she continued. "As I was saying…" she glared at Jou, who was rubbing his ear. "… I don't think you have to worry about anything Yugi. Sometimes people just need some time alone, Kami knows I do too sometimes. I mean it's not like *Mou hitori no Bakura's back," she smiled. "We all know that he's gone, and so is everything else… Speaking of which, when are you and Yami going to use those God Cards?"

"I… I don't know," Yugi said uncomfortably. "Yami hasn't decided yet."

Anzu blinked, "Oh."

Jou just grinned cheerfully back, "No need to rush anything. I'd want some time to think if I were about the get all my memories back."

Yugi smiled. "Thanks guys."

"No problem," Honda said with a grin.

They sat in silence for a minute before a low rumbling was heard. Three heads instinctively turned toward Jou who was rubbing his stomach. He grinned sheepishly, "It's been a long time since I had breakfast."

"Five minutes is a long time for you," Anzu said dryly.

"He's right," Honda agreed, now rubbing his stomach. "I think Jou's hunger is a bit contagious."

Yugi shook his head seriously; "They haven't had anything since breakfast. They had it with me and *ojiisan."

"We should go somewhere," Jou suggested. "I heard about this new place, its really good, but it's across town."

"And we just happened to walk here…" Honda sighed. "Great time to not have a ride."

"We could always walk," Jou suggested. Anzu blinked and Yugi sweatdropped.

Twenty minutes later the duo – Honda and Jounouchi – found them selves walking along the street. Both overcome by hunger. Honda grunted and turned to his blond friend.

"An exactly how much longer is it going to take us the get there?" He groaned.

Jounouchi grinned, "Only a few more minutes…"

"But that's what you said five minutes ago!" Honda retorted. They had passes houses and houses, tall beautiful elegant houses. He looked around suspiciously. "Exactly where is this place anyway?"

"Right there!" Jou said pointing to a gated mansion much bigger than most of the adjacent homes. There was a large "K" entwined in the steel bars and a high brick wall at either side, it looked like a fortress. Honda looked at the gate is disbelief and then back to his friend.

"You're kidding me?"

"Well it isn't the restaurant…" Jou said sheepishly. " But it might as well be." He shrugged. "Mokuba needs some company anyway."

Honda walked with Jou toward the gate and peered through with a raised eyebrow. "You're taking advantage of him."

"You don't seem to be hanging back." Honda put on a sour face.

Jounouchi was at the gates; the blond stuck his head through the bars and suddenly withdrew. He grabbed the brunette by the collar and pulled him away from the main gate. He turned to Honda.

"There's a guard wearing a dress!"

Honda sputtered, not sure if he had heard what Jou said correctly, "W-what?"

"I said 'there's a guard with a dress'!" Jou was not looking at Honda as if he himself was unsure of the predicament.  He suddenly snickered, lightening the mood. "A dress! Since when does Kaiba hire crossdressers to watch his little bro… *Chikushoo!" Realization sank in. "Do you think Kaiba's… you know… into that stuff?"

Honda ignored Jou last comment, "Did he see you?"

Jou shrugged, "Doubt it, he was turned the other way." Slowly Jounouchi looked around the wall and back at the man. He hadn't moved. "Nothing. I think he's asleep."

"Well, we could always wake him."

"Great idea, Honda," Jou said dryly. " 'Hi mister guard in a dress! Can we please come in and talk to Mokuba? You know the boy with really long black hair… Yeah, I thought he was Kaiba's sister too, especially in that kimono!'"

Honda punched Jou on the arm, "*Urusai." The brunette went back to the gate.

"Hey!" Honda called to the unresponsive guard. "We need to get in!" There was no sign of acknowledgement so Honda reached through the bars enough to feebly tap the man on the shoulder. After a few taps the guard swayed on his feet and collapsed rigidly to the ground, as if he were a statue. The guard's eyes were open in shock and his mouth open in a silent scream. Honda blinked back, clearly shaken.

It was Jou, peeking over his friend's shoulder, that broke the uneasy silence. "We'll what do you know, a dead crossdresser on Kaiba's front lawn! This should make tomorrows paper."

"And just why is he dead?" Honda asked quite shaken.

"You're not thinking…"

Honda's eyes darkened. "Yes I am. Jou give me a boost, Mokuba may need our help."

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*Yugi-tachi = Japanese, I don't remember the exact translation but it's something along the lines of "Yugi and co." or "Yugi's gang". Something like that.

*Aa = Japanese, an informal way of saying "yes".

*Kono hentai = Japanese, "You pervert."

*Shitsukoi! Te-o dokete-yo! = Japanese, "Stop it! Take your hand(s) off me!"

*Mou hitori no Bakura = Japanese, the yami's are many times referred to in this way. Means "the other Bakura". It could also be used with another persons name, such as "Mou hitori no Yugi" and mean "the other Yugi". (I believe Yami is called this in the manga, and not the anime. According to my sources, he is never called "Yami" at all.)

*Ojiisan = Japanese, "grandfather".

*Chikushoo = Japanese, "Oh fuck!"

* Urusai = Japanese, "Shut up."

Endnotes:

Damn, not too much Kaiba action, I blame the writers block. Oh well, I expect next chapter to be much more interesting. Sorry for the shortness.

Next Chapter: Of Ill Faith

Jou and Honda continue their mini adventure. But at Hogwarts it's time for Care Of Magical Creatures and DADA! I wonder what claw yielding, jaw gnashing little ball of fluff Hagrid has cooked up for the fifth years… one can only hope. ^^; As for Professor Malfoy's class, Draco's in for the shock of his young prepubescent life.