WHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! *runs into a pole*
Oww…anyway, welcome to my crossover! *throws confetti* This is written for the goddess of fanfiction, Wingleader Sora Jade! *crowd cheers* On her website, there is a challenge page. It is full of fun little plotbunnies that she came up with, and doesn't have time to write. So she's letting other people do them for her! ^__^ *glomps Otogi*
Otogi: *groans and attempts to free himself* Why me, WSJ? Why me?
Bakura: *snicker* At least it's not me.
Anyway, here is the summary she put on her site:
Title: Magic Dice
Rating: PG/PG-13
Genre: action/adventure/drama
Possible couples: Draco/Hermione/Otogi
Notes: YGO/HP, set any HP year
Summery: Things just haven't been going right for Otogi Ryuuji. First he
reached for something, only to have it float into his hands. Then it was the
dice that exploded when he touched them. Then he managed to catch a few
things on fire when sparks shot out of his fingers…and then an owl landed on
his windowsill. Watch out England, Yu-Gi-Oh's most under-appreciated bishonen
is headed for Hogwarts!
I'm putting this as year five, and disregarding Order of the Phoenix entirely. Savvy?
Also, no Draco/Hermione. Sorry if anyone was looking forward to it. I just couldn't, ah…do justice to the couple.
Enjoy! WHHHEEEEEEEEEEE- *smack* What is with this damn pole?!
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Japanese
-kun: honorific; shows friendship between equals (I think…)
Baka: Idiot, stupid
Koinu: Puppy
Ja ne: Later, see you later
Minna: Everyone
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Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh…? Nope, not yet. Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling, so I don't own that either. I have nothing. I feel so poor…*sniffle*
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Magic Dice
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Otogi stretched and sat up on the couch, glancing at the clock as he did so. The glaring red numbers proclaimed that the time was seven thirty. He made an annoyed noise as he combed his fingers through his jet-black hair. He had decided to take a quick nap when he got home at five, but it seemed he had been more tired than he had thought. He still needed to finish his homework, he remembered with disappointment.
He grabbed his bag and pulled out his work, groaning when he saw the vocabulary worksheet before him. Grumbling, he stood up and headed across the room to get the dictionary.
Said dictionary happened to have been placed on the top shelf of the bookcase. Otogi was fairly tall, but unfortunately for him, the bookcase was taller. He reached for the book, but it stayed just out of his reach.
He stood on his toes, stretching as far as he could. His fingertips brushed the spine of the dictionary. He gritted his teeth in growing frustration. "C'mere, you stupid book…"
The leather bound volume lifted itself off the shelf and dropped neatly into his hands.
He stumbled backwards, and stood for a moment staring at the book in shock. Now, Otogi Ryuuji had always fancied himself as a rather rational person. In his view, he was quite intelligent and logical. Intelligent, logical people do not have books float into their hands.
This was why he refused to believe that the dictionary had jumped off the shelf when he told it to.
Of course it didn't, he scolded himself mentally. Dictionaries don't fly!
Of course not. He was still tired. That had to be it. "Mind's playing tricks on me" he said with a wry grin. "I must have shaken the shelf…and the book fell off. That's it." He set the dictionary on the coffee table. "I'll finish this in the morning" he mumbled as he headed for the doorway. He paused for a moment to glance over his shoulder at the book, resting innocently on the table, before shaking his head and snapping off the light.
Weird.
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"'Togi! Come play with meeeeee!" Otogi winced at the grating shriek of his younger cousin. Her curly black pigtails bounced as she grabbed him around the waist, effectively knocking the air out his lungs. With her large blue eyes, she was clearly the spawn of Satan, a demon child so evil Lucifer himself cowered before her. One smile from her could paralyze the strongest man, thus allowing her to escape from all crimes with impunity.
As her babysitter, only Otogi could see the fires of hell blazing in those innocent eyes.
"Yeah, sure. Let's play," he said apprehensively. She squealed again and dragged him into the playroom. For the next two hours, he was forced to endure her shrieks of maniacal laughter as he was submitted to the torture of playing.
"Shouldn't you be going to bed?" he questioned sleepily. Did this kid ever run out of energy?
"One more game, 'Togi! Please?" She clutched the board game to her chest and peered up at him through her fringed bangs. Her eyes widened further (if that was possible), and her bottom lip started to quiver slightly. Otogi could barely remain standing before her Puppy Eyes™, but he frowned and folded his arms defiantly.
Tears gathered in the corner of those cerulean orbs. "Pweeeaassse?"
The trump card. Otogi sighed heavily and snatched the game from her arms, heading to the table to set it up. His cousin released a cheer and climbed into her chair, snatching the red piece. Red for fire and destruction. Otogi sighed again. She was always red.
Otogi could barely remain awake, his energy all but drained. And the game was so boring! He wanted it to be over so he could finally get some sleep. He picked up the dice and rolled, hoping for a high number so he could get to the end sooner.
There was a flash of light and a cracking noise as the dice hit the board. He could hear his cousin's shriek as his hand flew up to protect his face. When he looked back, there were the dice, sitting where they had landed, slightly chipped and blackened. The game board was charred and smoking slightly.
There was a moment of deafening silence before…
"AAAAAHHHHH!!! THE GAME IS HAUNTED!!! IT'S TRYING TO KILL ME!!! HELP MEEEEEEEEE!!!" his cousin screeched loudly. She shot out of the room as fast as she could, running to her bedroom and slamming the door, still screaming bloody murder.
Otogi sat there for a while longer, slightly dazed as he tried to figure out what had happened. If the flying dictionary had been weird, this was just bizarre. Finally he sat up and started to put away the game. Inspecting the remains of the dice, he found that the final roll had been double sixes. He moved his playing piece to the end of the path and sighed yet again.
At least the game was over.
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Otogi sat at his desk at Domino High twirling a lock of hair around his finger nervously. He had been unusually jumpy since the dice incident, and kept getting the eerie feeling he was being watched. The hair on the back of his neck stood up and he glanced over his shoulder anxiously.
"Otogi!"
He jumped and looked up sheepishly at the blond teen standing in front of him. Jou frowned down at him. "What's with you today? You're all spacey. I've been tryin' to get your attention!"
Otogi looked embarrassed. "Sorry. I'm just jumpy, I guess. See, I went to baby-sit my cousin this weekend…"
Jou cut him off with a wave of his hand. "Ah, I understand. I still have nightmares about that brat." Jou had met Otogi's cousin one day when he had gone to invite the other boy to go to the arcade with him and the others. He had found the dice master in a state of panic, trying desperately to protect his DDM models from the pigtailed demon's destructive force.
"Well yeah, but listen, we were playing this board game and…" He was interrupted again when Yugi came into the classroom.
"Hey guys!" he said cheerfully. Jou responded and the two launched into a discussion about some new Duel Monsters cards they had received. Otogi heaved a sigh, and dropped his head into his arms. He started twirling his hair again and decided he needed to stop sighing so much.
Twirl, twirl.
"Otogi-kun?" He looked up at the sound of Yugi's concerned voice. "Are you okay?"
He sighed. "Yeah, I'm fine." He checked over his shoulder, still feeling as though he was being watched.
Twirl, twirl.
"Would you stop that?" Jou grabbed his wrist. "You're makin' me nervous!"
Otogi mumbled an apology and sighed again. He really needed to stop doing that.
"What's your problem, man? You need to relax."
The black haired teen frowned. "I was trying to tell you, but you wouldn't listen" he muttered. Jou opened his mouth to answer, but at that moment, the teacher entered the room and called for attention. The blond took his seat behind Otogi.
It was a fairly normal day. Unfortunately, teachers have this nasty habit of giving random pop quizzes on the day students seem the most distracted. Otogi discovered that his English teacher was no exception to this unspoken rule. He frowned at the sheet of vocabulary, remembering the dictionary, and shuddered. He started twirling his hair again.
"Stop that." Jou's voice hissed in his ear. "You look totally paranoid right now."
"Shut up. Do your test."
"You still have the papers, baka." Blushing, Otogi realized that he was indeed clutching the quizzes. He set one of them aside and tried to smooth the others where he had crumpled them. He could hear Jou snickering in his ear. "You are such a spaz."
Otogi could feel the heat rushing to his face. He turned around and glared daggers at the blond. "Shut up, koinu" he hissed dangerously, slamming the test papers on the older boy's desk.
Jou was about to protest when his attention was drawn to the paper. With a sharp yelp, he jumped out of his seat, knocking the test to the floor. The girl sitting next to him gasped and slapped a hand over her mouth. The other students tried to see what was happening as Jou stomped on the paper furiously. The teacher hurried over and demanded to know what was going on.
"It was on fire!" Jou cried. His classmates looked at each other in disbelief. "Look!" He snatched the paper from the floor and held it up so they could clearly see the scorched edge of the page.
The classroom exploded in a frenzy of surprised remarks while the teacher tried to restore order. Otogi sunk down in his chair, quickly paling. No one saw, he tried to reassure himself. Nothing happened. It wasn't your fault. He looked down at his shaking hands, where only moments before, there had been sparks.
What's happening to me?
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Otogi burst through the door of the house attached to his game shop. He threw down his book bag and hurried to his room, not bothering to turn on the lights before collapsing on his bed.
He realized that his hands were still shaking and clenched them into fists to make them be still. His fingernails dug into his palms, but he was to busy going over the weird events of the past few days to notice.
Strange things had always been happening to him, but recently they had been occurring more often and closer together. He could never explain these events, and had mostly dismissed them. But they had never been dangerous before…
Otogi eventually fell into a fitful sleep. He tossed and turned all night, trying to free his mind from images of exploding dice and random fires popping up around him.
He woke to the sound of tapping. Groaning, he rolled over and glared at the ceiling. "I'm up, I'm up…" he called. The tapping continued. He sat up and frowned, tilting his head to the side curiously. It sounded like it was coming from the window…nonsense; he was on the second floor!
He stood up and made his way to the window, pulling back the drapes. He blinked in the bright morning sunshine streaming through the glass. After his eyes had had a chance to adjust to the light change, he looked out at the ledge beneath the window.
He promptly pulled the curtains closed, heart pounding. He took several deep breaths, trying to relax. He was still dreaming. He was seeing things. His mind raced to find any sort of explanation. He was an intelligent, logical person. Intelligent, logical people do not set things on fire or make dice blow up. Intelligent, logical people do not make things fly.
Intelligent, logical people do not wake up to owls on their windowsills.
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And that's the first chapter! Yeah!
HELP!!!
Now that I have your attention, I need your help. I need ideas for a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. I keep wanting to do a ghost or something… And I can't decide which house to put Otogi-kun in! I keep thinking Hufflepuff, or maybe Ravenclaw, but I could do so much more if I put him in Gryffindor! This is so hard. Maybe this wasn't a good idea…*sniffle*
Oh well. For now, *deep breath* WHEEEEEEEE– *stops short of the pole* Mwahaha! I won't fall for that again! *turns around and runs into another pole* x_x
Ryou: Um…please review?
Otogi: No, no, like this. *tosses hair and flashes a smile* Review. It'll make me happy…*winks*
Otogi fangirls: *scramble for review button*
Ja ne minna!