Hewwo! Before any of you say anything, if the spells suck, well it's the best I can do, things that ryme arn't exactally my strong point.

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painerikkuyuna: Here is the update! You're not a FF X-2 fan by any chance are you? cause I am!

Dark Magician Girl / Hikaru: You'll just have to keep reading, all is (eventually) explained! Glad you like the ficcie to!


"Souls of the ancients,

I call upon you!

Let us guide your might,

To bring victory in this fight!" Malik yelled as he stopped, spreading his fingers and putting his left hand half over the top of his right, making a criss-crossed net with his fingers and pushing his hands out in front of him, a white light forming in his palm.

"Bring to us aid against these sprits,

Bring us hope for our friends!

I call upon you to fight back the dark!" He finished, and with that the ball of light, that had been steadily growing, burst forth and engulfed the area. The bright light all the four boys could see.

When it cleared, there was quiet. A silence so complete that it hurt their ears to listen for sounds. Anything that could tell them where the remainder of their enemy now was, and weather the Devil Spirits would bother to waste their forces on retrieving this boy when they could just go after another.

But it seemed they wanted this boy with a menace. As the next second, the area was consumed by the white/green ghosts, flying in all directions, zooming through the Angels to the point where Malik cried out, weakened as he fell to the floor. A burning sensation coming from the area that had been hit repeatedly by the swords of the Devils.

Marik growled out in rage, pulling a green glowing sword from his belt and beginning to slash at the spirits.

Bakura in the mean time had scooped the small boy into his arms and was trying to fend off the spirits with the small amount of magic he could use without his hands being free, which was quite a lot, but it was all used for defensive moves, not offensive like he really needed now.

"We need to get out of here! There are to many of them!" He yelled, watching as Malik gave up with the more effective magic and also pulled a sword from his belt, needing self-protection now rather than overall fighting.

It was a battle where each was for his own, and it was going to be lost if they didn't go now, but they wouldn't be able to fly far with the Devil Spirits on their wings, so the would have to run. Which they promptly did. Sprinting back towards the entrance to their realm and wishing they had a way to warn the other Angels of the danger that would undoubtedly enter the realm with them.

As they ran, they had to keep fending off the spirits, which were swarming around them.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaadooooooooooooooooowww Poooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeer." They whispered, swarming around the white haired Angel and the boy in his arms now more so than they had before and basically ignoring Malik and Marik.

"Get back and get help!" He yelled and the two blondes nodded and sprinted off, flying up to the opening of their realm.

Once inside they ran, dodging through the crowds to their head quarters. Those who had seen them leave muttered to themselves about the whereabouts of the third member of their party; their whispers swimming in the air and fueling the two blondes with every one they heard, their minds filling with horrible images of what their friend might look like if they didn't hurry up.

"Yami!" They yelled as they burst through the double doors of the HQ, almost crying with exertion. They almost collapsed in front of their leader, if it wasn't for the fact that he needed to know the situation, but just at that second, the white haired Angel ran through, looking half dead, but he was there, and he still had the boy.

"Thank the lords!" Malik yelled, hugging the boy tightly until he was pushed off.

"Impressive, how did you do it?!" Marik said, standing to one side.

"Cast a freezing spell and ran, they didn't see where I went, so we're pretty safe, but I advise you to put extra security up Master Yami, they may sense the boy.

"I have a name you know." Came a grumpy voice from the Angel's arms.

"It's Ryou. And I prefer it to 'the boy'. That makes me fell like a nuisance, but thank you for rescuing me, and may I ask where in Ra's name I am?" Ryou said, pouting slightly and looking adorable cuddled up in the others arms.

"I'm afraid I can not tell you of your whereabouts, but I will tell you my name is Yami, and we rescued you because if we hadn't you would have been worse than death, and so would the rest of us." Yami said, gesturing the white haired Angel to put the boy down, which he did.

"Well, it's been nice meeting you all, but would you be so nice as to help me get home? Bakura will be worried as to where I've gone."

That stopped everyone in his or her tracks and Yami turned a scrutinizing gaze to the Angel that had carried Ryou in.

"Agent 106, do you know this boy? Because if you have been fraternizing with another race without my knowledge..."

"I've never met him! Bakura's my Yami!" Ryou yelled, getting more and more pissed off by the minute.

"Well, it seems we now know why the Devil Spirits were after you." Yami said with a small smile.

"We've found the barer of the last item?" Came a small voice of a boy by the door, who was a splitting image of Yami, only a bit shorter.

"Hello Yugi, and yes, it seems we have."

"Look," Ryou said, pinching at the bridge of his nose, and frowning at the headache that was developing.

"This is very interesting and all, but as I said, I need to get home!"

"We can't let you leave this realm unaccompanied, and even then, we'd have to escort you back to your doorstep and make sure you are in no danger."

"So basically, I'm stuck here 'till I know how to leave? 'Till I know my way back and I don't even know how I got here?" Ryou muttered, his head drooping and tears beginning to run from his eyes.

"You mean until I can reverse something I know nothing about I can't see Bakura again?"

"This is getting confusing." The white haired Angel muttered, glaring at the wall as if his life was its fault.

"I'm glad someone agrees!" Ryou scowled, throwing his arms in the air in exasperation.

Malik, Marik, Yugi, and Yami immediately burst out laughing, leaving a scowling pair of thoroughly confused albino boys.

"What the fuck is so funny?!" They both yelled, their scowls identical as the turned to each other.

That's when they froze, it was like looking at a mirror, they were identical to the last hair, only Bakura was slightly taller.

"See the joke now?!" Marik laughed, leaning on Marik for support.

"Not really." Ryou muttered dryly, still scowling.

"Are you usually this moody?" Yami said, earning a heated scowl from Ryou.

"No. Only when I'm pissed off, have a headache and to top it all, am stuck in some alternate universe! So, yeah, I'm usually moody in this situation."

"You're acting like 'Kura now! Drop the sarcasm and lighten up! Not like we're gonna kill ya!" Came a shout from the entrance and a boy with dirty-blond hair walked in with a pile of papers.

Ryou relaxed slightly. In truth, he was never like this, and it surprised even him when he looked back on his behavior. He was sounding and acting more like Bakura every second. He guessed it was from living with the spirit for so long, but how would he act when he got home, then?