Anaya's Creator: Thank God it's the weekend!
Kaiba: Agreed.
Anaya's Creator: Oh, love your KC Tournament so far, Kaiba. Though, Vivian Wong needs to die and why does Siegfried dress like a gay guy?
Siegfried von Schraider: I do not!
Anaya's Creator: Do too! You know what, come to think of it. All you bad tycoons seem to dress like gay guys in those odd-colored business suits, except for Seto.
Kaiba: (smirks)
Anaya's Creator: Cue da reviews!
Arrathar:
If I told you that, I'd have to kill you.
Zuko's one and only:
Good idea, but how to put it into play... I'll think of something.
Siegfried von Schraider: You put all that effort into your writing and only get two reviews! Ha, what a laugh.
Anaya's Creator: Shut up, pink-haired most likely gay person! (Kicks him out the window) I don't own Harry Potter, Yu-Gi-Oh, or Inu-Yasha. Beware Kaiba OOCness.
Chapter 6: Hogsmeade
Seto Kaiba turned at the sound of his name and felt something slam into him, making him stagger backward a few steps. His gaze traveled to what had almost knocked him over and saw a certain albino staring back at him. The very last of the sunlight lit up her crimson eyes as it disappeared behind the mountains and the stars in the darkened sky around them blinked into view one by one.
"Seto," Sakura said softly. The demon-girl paused, struggling to find the words she was attempting to articulate. "I..." but Kaiba put a finger to her lips, silencing her.
"Are you trying to say you're ready to do this?" he inquired, presuming what she was trying to tell him.
She nodded.
Kaiba moved his hand to her check and looped his other arm around her waist, pulling her closer. Their faced here barely an inch apart when an all too familiar voice interuppted them. "My goodness, isn't this romantic? A moonlit kiss beneath the stars, reminds me of Lord Inu-Yasha and Lady Kagome's first kiss..."
The couple broke apart and saw an infamous flea demon buzzing in the air beside them.
"Myoga, for once in your pathetic existence, I actually want you to buzz off!" the albino growled irascibly, her face glowing red as she backhanded the inch-high insect from the air to wherever devil may give a damn. "Grr... that worthless parasite officially takes the cake for having the worst timing ever!"
"Forget him," Kaiba murmured, drawing her back to him. "Now where were we?"
Sakura grinned, and moments later the lovers' lips met in a sweet, passionate embrace. Her hands moved from Seto's chest to around his neck, deepening the kiss.Sweet completion, that strange, new feeling excited her to no end, making her yearn for more. For the first time in six years, the demon-girl felt the void in her heart, left by the murder of her parents, being filled again.
Kaiba possessively tightened his hold on her as he hungrily ravished her mouth with even more passion than before. He broke away for a moment and gazed at her face, which was flushed and glowed in the moonlight. She was hot, breathless, and leaning against him for support. He bent down and was about to start kissing her neck when a loud, booming voice cried out, "Hey, get back up to the castle, you two! It's past time for you to be in your dormitories."
Reluctantly, the pair let go of each other and walked back up to the school together, hands entwined.
Once the two of them were inside the castle, Sakura turned to Kaiba, "We have to be completely silent or Filch will skin us alive," she warned. So in cautious silence, the couple crept through the halls. Occasionally, they would have to duck into an empty classroom or behind suit of armor, tapestry, or statue because they would have to dodge Filch, Mrs. Norris, or Peeves; however, mostly it was just the two of them. Finally, after wandering the corridors forforty minutes (they took the long way), the two of them reached the Fat Lady's portrait. They gave her the password and walked into the common room, which fortunately was empty.
"Well, good night," Sakura said when they had reached the stairs to their separate dormitories. Seto's arm hooked around her waist and brought her to him once more.
"Good night, my angel," he whispered softly. He tenderly kissed her cheek then departed to the guys dorms.
Sakura turned and leaned her back against the wall, biting her bottom lip slightly as she pondered the events of the past month. She had gone from thinking Kaiba as nothing but an irritating pain in her ass, to a friend, then to someone she'd rather avoid, and now he was her boyfriend. Could her life get any stranger or complicated than this? As she stood there, her hand went into her robes and pulled out a large marble-sized, mother-of-pearl colored gem strung on a thin leather cord with a dog demon fang hanging on either side of it, the Jewel of Four Souls.
"I guess great-grandpa must have been right about you," she muttered as she stared at the gem. "You do bring good luck. Now, if only that luck would help me remember answers for tests." She chuckled at the nonsense she was spouting out, tucked the necklace back under her robes, and went up to bed.
The next month passed by in total bliss for Sakura and Kaiba. At request from the albino demon, the only ones who knew about the relationship were Lara, Britts, Hermione, Harry, Ron, Yugi, Ryou, and Mokuba. N.E.W.T. classes had finished reviewing and the real work had begun, which meant more homework and more studying for our band of sixth years. Harry was now captain of the Quidditch team, so after tryouts were held, he made sure that in between the practices and classes his team members could still get all their school work done. Thank God for that.
One day near the end of October, while she and the others were doing work, Sakura noticed a rather large swarm of Gryffindors had gathered around the board in their common room.
"Mokuba, could you get through the crowd and see what all the commotion's about, please?" Sakura requested.
"Why me?" Mokuba inquired.
"Because I can't read it from here and I have tons of homework to do."
"Only if you give me some of those jellybeans you're eating," he requested, gesturing to the big red bag of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans next to the demon girl's homework.
Sakura eyed her precious sugar supply warily then reluctantly said, "Deal. i have a smaller bag of them in my backpack you can have."
The raven-haired boydivedinto the crowd, slipped through to the board (which was fairly easily because of his small stature) and come back in a matter of moments. "It's something about a trip for third years and higher to somewhere called Hogsmeade this Saturday."
"Finally!" Lara exclaimed, throwing down her quill. "I was wondering when they were going to give us a break and let us go there."
"Thanks Mokuba. Here're your jelly beans," Sakura pulled out a smaller sack of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans out of her bag and tossed it at him.
"What's Hogsmeade?" Ryou inquired
"It's the local village," Britts explained, "The only non-muggle settlement in all of Britain. There's Honeyduke's--the sweetshop, the Shrieking Shack, Zonko's Joke Shop and more. We'll have to give you guys a tour."
"Saturday's Seto's birthday, Sakura," Mokuba said, popping a jelly bean in his mouth.
"Really?" Sakura turned to her boyfriend. "Why didn't you tell me? How old will you be? I'll see if I can get you something."
"Seventeen, and please don't," Kaiba muttered, but judging from the look in Sakura's eyes, she was already planning something and there was absolutely nothing he could do about it.
That Saturday came as quickly as angels flying on their wings. That morning Sakura dressed in a pair of loose-fitting blue jeans that flared out at the bottom and a shaggy red t-shirt that brought out the ruby hue of her eyes beneath a long-sleeved jean shirt. Her hair was down from its usual braid and nearly reached her waist, though she still wore her infamous blue hat to hide her dog ears. (A/N: I'm following the movie Prisoner of Azkaban here, where they're allowed to wear muggle cloths to Hogsmeade.)
"Can't you go one day without wearing that hat?" Seto asked as they strolled down to Hogsmeade. (The rest of their group had already gone ahead.). He was in his blue trench coat and green shirt and pants.
"I could but I'd rather not," she replied.
"Take it off,"
"No,"
"Just for today,"
"Why should I?"
"Because it's my birthday,"
"I have a will of iron, Kaiba; just try to break it."
"Please take it off the hat, for me,"
Sakura stared at him, stunned. "That has got to be the first time I have ever heard you say please."
"So will you take it off?"
"I don't think so," but she saw him smirk and instantly her face grew even paler than it already was. Uh-oh, I sense trouble... she thought.
Kaiba suddenly snatched the hat off his girlfriend's head, revealing her white dog ears, and held it high above her head.
"Seto don't; give it back!" Sakura exclaimed, jumping to reach it.
"Say you won't wear it,"
"No, I gotta,"
"Why? Everyone already knows you're a demoness, why try to conceal it?"
"Because mortals don't know when to stop whispering and pointing; now give it back to me."
"Promise me you won't wear it for today,"
Sakura stopped trying to take her had away from Kaiba and let out a loud sigh. "Fine, you win. I won't."
"You swear?"
"Yes, you have my word."
Seto lowered her hat, gave it back to her, and then ran his hand along her jawbone. "I love it when I win," he murmured and kissed her on the cheek. "So what are we doing today?"
Sakura gave him a coy smile as she put her hat in a pocket inside her jacket and they started walking towards the village. "Well... I thought we could just mosey around Hogsmeade, just the two of us. See anything you like, point it out and I'll buy it, but you aren't allowed to run me dry."
Seto chuckled.
The couple spent the next hours that passed running about Hogsmeade. Sakura took him everywhere. They went inside the post office, which had owls of every size and breed to send letters with, depending on how far the distance was and how fast you wanted the letter to get there. Kaiba didn't really like Zonko's Joke Shop, but he picked out a few things Mokuba would like. Around lunchtime they passed a place called Madam Puddifoot's, a small tea shop where everything was decorated in frills or bows. A look of extreme nausea came to their faces as they stood outside the prissy café.
"Let's go to Three Broomsticks," Sakura suggested, her face mirroring the sickened look on her boyfriend's face. "There're no frills there." She took his hand and after ten minutes of walking they reached a tiny inn.
Three Broomsticks was warm, smoky, and packed. There was a curvy woman with a rosy complexion serving a group of menacing-looking goblins at the bar.
"That's Madam Rosmerta," Sakura said. "How about you find us a seat and I'll get the butterbeer."
"But Sakura, we can't drink that stuff; we're underage," Kaiba pointed out.
"What are you talking about? This is England, not Japan, as long as we're over fifteen we're allowed to drink (1). Besides, butterbeer has barely any alcohol in it, anyone can drink it."
"If you say so," Seto quickly kissed her on the forehead and left to find a place for them to sit at when she returned.
The red-eyed girl blushed slightly, absentmindedly twirling a loose strand of white hair around her finger. Oh great, she thought. I've reduced myself to a pitiful, naïve, love-sick teenager. What in the worlds will become of me next?
"I saw that, said a voice from behind her.
The albino turned and saw the rosy-faced inn woman looking at her with an impish smile. "Oh Madame Rosmerta, two mugs of butterbeer please."
"Nice young man you got there, Sakura. Is this a date?" the lady asked as she filled two cups with a honey-colored foaming beverage.
"Possibly," she took the tankards and walked over to the table where Kaiba was sitting at by the window.
"Hey angel," he greeted as she sat down beside him. His arm reached across her shoulders as she leaned against him. They sat there for a while in content silence, sipping their steaming drinks and merely enjoying each others presence. But the moment was ruined when they overheard the conversation of some warlocks sitting behind them.
"Did you hear? All them Death Eaters that were put in Azkaban bailed out."
"Not surprising, did you hear about all those dementor attacks this summer,"
"Not just this summer, they're still happening aren't they?"
"But it's not really that surprising now, is it? The Dark Lord's returned now. Don't know who to trust no more."
At this, Sakuraput downdown her tankard, her head in her hand.
"Sakura, what is it? Is something wrong?" Seto asked.
"I just need some air." Leaving a few sickles on the table, she left without any further explanation.
After about ten minutes following her, Sakura stopped at a rusted iron fence, yards away from a graying run-down house that seemed to be about ready to collapse. "What's this place?" he asked as he walked up to her.
She ignored his question. "He's bailed himself out. It's only a matter of time before he comes after me again," Sakura told him.
"What are you talking about?" Seto inquired.
Sakura faced her boyfriend, her eyes a burning, tear-filled mixture of fury, anguish, and sorrow. "Lucius Malfloy! He is one of the Death Eaters, the one that slaughtered my family! And now it's only a matter of time before he comes after me!"
The C.E.O. looped his arms around her. "He's comming after you?" he asked, surprised.
"To finish what he started." Tears were now gushing from her eyes into an endless torrent of misery as her arms wrapped around his back. "Last year, Harry, me, and a few other students went into the Ministry of Magic. The Death Eaters were trying to steal a prophecy and we went after them, thinking we would rescue Harry's godfather, Sirius Black. But Sirius wasn't there, Harry had been tricked. It all led to a huge fight with the Death Eaters. Lucius had cornered me and had me at wand point. He would have killed me if the Order of Phoenix hadn't arrived."
Kaiba was silent, unsure of what to say to the weeping girl in his arms. After a few minutes, she calmed down and broke away from him.
"Sorry about that," she said, wiping away her tears. "Hearing that news just shook me up and I lost control, forgive me."
"There's nothing to forgive," Seto said, putting an arm around her shoulders as they sat down on the ground facing the deteriorating house. "So what's this place called? We haven't been here yet."
"It's called the Shrieking Shack, said to be the most haunted dwelling in all of Britain, according to village rumors," Sakura answered.
"Is it really haunted?"
"Are you kidding? Of course not! All the howls and moans were made by a student who would transform into a werewolf every full moon. The townspeople claimed that violent spirits inhabited it. Dumbledore encouraged that nonsense and to this day none of them dare to approach it, despite that the house has been silent for years."
"Fascinating,"
"Yup; and just think Seto, once you leave Hogwarts at the end of this year the muggle world will seem so boring to you without magic."
"That's not the only reason I'd be bored," Kaiba reached over and tenderly pulled her face towards his. They were seconds away from kissing when a malevolent voice shouted: "Well, well, looky here. It appears that the rich and famous Seto Kaiba has a thing for part-demon trash."
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(1) I know in Germany everyone is allowed to drink at age 15. I don't know if that applies to all of Europe, but I'm making it. In Japan you can't drink until your 20.
Anaya's Creator: Please review.
Siegfried: Or don't and make her cry.
Anaya's Creator: (gives him the boot again) When someone finally beats those gay pants off of you is when I'll cry, cause I'll be laughing so hard!