Harry walked out of the bathroom when he heard his bedroom door slam shut. Raising an eyebrow, he crossed his arms and looked at Draco who was currently pressing his palms against it, trying keep it closed.

"What are you doing?"

Draco turned around bracing the door with his back this time. "None of your business Potter."

"You made it my business when you came into my room."

Harry walked over and sat down on the edge of his bed. "Who are you running from?"

"Who says I'm running?"

"Cut the crap Malfoy."

"Kaiba." Draco said as he slid his back down the length of the door to sit on the floor.

"Oh? What did you do?"

Draco growled, " I didn't do anything!"

"Sure…well then if you didn't do anything then you can leave."

"You can't make me."

"Wanna bet?"

"I'd like to see you try."

Draco blanched as a portal appeared in Harry's room. A fierce roar was heard right before a huge white tiger stepped through. He sat frozen in place as it snarled and walked up to him. Brilliant blue eyes gazed at him, piercing him with their menacing stare.

"Hmm, seems I can make you leave. Or at least Kala can." An odd smirk graced his face as he looked on with amusement at the shaken form at his door.

Gulping, Draco replied in a slightly weak voice. "I have one of those too."

"True, but Kala is stronger and you haven't formed the right bond with your monster yet."

"What the hell does that mean?" Draco asked with a little more strength in his voice even if his eyes never left the massive creature in front of him.

Harry stood up and walked over to the white tiger, placing a hand on the side if her body. "Yami and Kala both explained to me that in order for a monster to be willing to protect someone, even die for them, they have to be bonded. They demand respect and loyalty just as we do. If you do not then they will not talk to you or come to your aid." Harry shrugged his shoulders; he wasn't sure why he was talking to the other in such a civilized way. Usually they did nothing but throw insults at each other.

Draco tore his eyes away from the creature to look Harry fully in the face. "Then how come Kalen showed Yami that respect and talked to him when he wouldn't talk to me?"

Green eyes went slightly wide. Harry wasn't sure how much could be said without making the blonde boy suspicious. "Umm, well you see, Yami is the guardian of their home. So they all respect him."

Draco's eyes narrowed, "You're not telling me everything."

Harry gulped and looked to Kala for help.

Bakura is coming. He can answer the boy's questions; he knows what to keep secret.

Nodding his head, he looked back at the boy on the floor. "You need to get up."

"Why?"

A knock sounded at the door, "That's why."

Draco quickly scampered up but kept clear of Kala, not wanting to come any closer to her sharp teeth. He watched intently as Harry moved forward and opened the door to reveal a very stern looking man with the whitest hair he had ever seen. Intense cold chocolate colored orbs glared back at him, causing him to blink and take a step back.

"Hi Bakura, what are you doing here?"

"Yami wants me to take the twerp shopping."

"WHAT?!" both boys looked at the white haired spirit like he had grown a second head.

Bakura growled, "It's not like I want to do this. But if the baka is going to live here he is going to need some clothes and stuff. And since Yami wants to keep him and Kaiba away from each other I got the oh so wonderful job of babysitting."

Harry blinked before he broke into a fit of laughter. He didn't know who to feel more sorry for – the spirit or Draco.

"It's not funny Harry," Bakura mumbled.

"Oh yes it is." He turned back to Kala and dismissed her now that Bakura was here and taking Malfoy away.

Bakura turned and looked at the still pale boy and grabbed him roughly by the shoulders and forced him out of Harry's room with a growl, "Let's get this over with."

Atemu sighed as he snuggled up to his husband, enjoying this rare time they had together. Lately, with everything that had been going on, alone time was hard to come by. And now that they had another human living under their roof, who clearly annoyed Seto greatly, it was almost impossible.

But with Draco gone, Harry and Yugi off doing gods know what, it was the perfect time to catch up on some much needed and wanted 'marital activities'.

Lifting his head up slightly, he smiled at the peaceful look on Seto's face. He missed that look. With all the battles going on and now this business with wizards, Hogwarts, and the increase of powerful monsters being used against them, he had almost forgotten what the other looked like in this state.

And now with Draco here, things were bound to be tense for the next couple of weeks. There was a constant battle between the young wizard and his husband. But earlier today it had almost cost the boy a one-way ticket to the shadow realm.

Draco had walked into Seto's study and found his prized crystal Blue Eyes White Dragon and dropped it, causing it to break upon hitting the floor.

Big mistake.

Rule number one in the Kaiba household: Do NOT touch the dragons unless your last name is Kaiba.

Rule number two: Do NOT go into Seto's study unless your last name is Kaiba.

Rule number three: Do NOT break rules one or two unless you want an early and very painful death.

Draco broke all three.

The stirring of his love's body brought his attention back to the present only to see sapphire colored eyes staring back at him.

"What are you thinking about Atemu?"

"You and Draco," he said as he ran his free hand through Seto's sleep tousled hair.

Seto growled, "That brat touched and BROKE my dragon! You should have let me kill him!"

"Love, you know I couldn't let you do that. Besides I think you made your point when you pulled the dagger out of the rod and summoned the real thing right before his eyes. Poor boy probably had to change his underwear after that.

Besides, whether you admit it or not you and him are a lot alike if you think about it. And since I have, I think you see that and it scares you somewhat." Atemu looked his lover straight in the eye. "You both come from power hungry families, with fathers that demand more from their kids than they should. While I don't think Draco is physical abused like you were, I'm pretty sure he is verbally and emotionally. That's something you know all too well."

"What, did he tell you this?" he snarled out. "Or did you 'see' it in him."

"I saw it. You know as well as I do that he wouldn't come out and say anything about it just as you wouldn't. You see some of yourself in him don't you?" he asked carefully. Even though he knew his husband was ok talking to him about his past, it still was a sore subject.

Seto adverted his gaze, not wanting to look into soul-searching crimson eyes. "Maybe."

Atemu leaned over and captured his lips, "Then maybe you should be a little more patient. I'm sure he would like to see some kindness during his stay here. Pretty soon he's going to have to go back to school and face his peers. I think we might be able to make him see that his father's way is not the true path for him just as it wasn't for you."

He sighed, "I take it you have a plan?"

"Step one is already underway."

Seto looked at his husband, "What did the Necklace show you?"

Atemu looked thoughtful for a moment. "Not much, but he does have a role in Harry's future, in more ways than one. Draco's soul is borderline right now. It's not totally in the dark or in the light. It just needs to shift slightly and the future will fall in place."

"And what exactly is his part when it comes to Harry?"

A knowing smile crept one Atemu's face. "That Seto-koi, is something I will keep to myself for a while."

Draco idly chewed on his straw as he stole a glance at the white haired man that was sitting across from him. His legs dangled from the chair somewhat, slightly hitting the bags that lay littered at his feet.

Currently, they were sitting in the food court enjoying, or at least trying to, some lunch. Draco was sitting having to get use to Japanese food and he found it hard to stomach raw fish. Fortunately, there were a few things he liked, such as the Kare Raisu (curry rice) he was eating now. Course chopsticks were even harder to get use to.

He had found his time with the white haired man interesting to say the least. Bakura seemed to be on the rougher side and could get annoyed easily. But he seemed like one that would tell him the truth so he began his question from earlier.

"Bakura, Harry told me you have to be bonded with a monster for it to want to talk to you and fight for you. But Kaden isn't bonded to Yami yet he talked to him. Why is that?"

Bakura eyed the young wizard before him. Yami had given him instructions to answer any questions he had, with in reason and he guessed this was one that was in that category. "What Harry said is correct. Shadow Creatures are real and alive but they have a strong since of loyalty. If you truly respect them they will do anything for you. Talking is just part of that.

The reason all of them obey Yami is because he is their one true Master. He is the main guardian of the Shadow Realm, their home. So, yes, your monster would obey him before you. It's just the way things are."

"So let me guess, Yami is the leader of your like magic gang. For someone so short he sure is obeyed a lot. It seems your whole group follows him around like a bunch of puppies."

Bakura growled, "Yami may not be the tallest of us, but he is the most powerful. His magic ability is beyond anything you will ever see. We 'follow' him because it is our job and we want to. He has saved our lives on more than one occasion. And you should be a little more respectful towards him. If he hadn't brought you to Japan, you would have been dead by now."

"Yeah right," Draco scoffed. "My father wouldn't let anything happen to me."

"Your father is Deatheater scum, and trust me if you had went into battle with that monster of yours, you and him wouldn't have survived the fight. Your soul would be trapped in the Shadow Realm. Yours and your father's."

Draco shivered despite himself. The look the other one was giving him told him he was telling the truth. And if that was the case then he didn't want to ever battle against these people. But that didn't mean he couldn't get information off of them.

"What are your plans for Potter?"

"What do you mean?"

He shrugged his shoulders; "I mean everyone has a plan for Harry. The Dark Lord wants to kill him. The wizards want to contain him and use him to destroy their enemy. So what is your group's plan?"

"Yami is not going to use him if that is what you mean. He just wants to protect the boy till his time has come. There is no 'plan' as you say and there never will be one."

Draco looked thoughtful; "He seems to like it here with them."

Bakura raised an eyebrow at the statement. He wondered when he had the time to see that since both Harry and Draco had done nothing but fight since he was brought here just a couple of days ago. "Yami, Kaiba and Yugi treat him right and don't push anything on him and from what I can understand, his home life wasn't that great. Who wouldn't be happier in that situation?"

"Maybe."

The Thief King decided to push on to see if he could figure out anything about the young wizard. "Are you happy at your home?"

Draco was floored. Nobody had EVER asked him if he was happy. Everyone seemed to think that he was fine with everything that went on in his life. And he had to admit that before Hogwarts he had been. He thought everyone's life was just like his but then he went to school. There he learned that most of the kids had good lives. Granted none of them were as rich as he, or could say they were of 'pureblood' but they seemed to miss their home life and their parents.

That's one thing he couldn't say.

His father was power hungry and usually thought of nothing but himself and ways to please the Dark Lord. Never did concern him self with what Draco did unless he messed something up that made his family name look bad.

His mother could really care less as long as the money didn't stop coming in and as long as the name Malfoy wasn't tarnished. Now that he thought about, he couldn't recall his mother ever just smiling at him without some hidden motive behind it.

Was he happy?

No.

Could he be?

Maybe.

"It's…" He looked over to the man staring at him and frowned. "Kaiba doesn't like me."

Bakura chuckled, "Kaiba has an unhealthy obsession with his dragons and you broke one. But if I know Yami then he will make sure Kaiba doesn't do anything too harmful.

Let me share something with you. If you try to act civil then they will do the same for you. Take me for example. I had done some pretty nasty things to both Yugi and Yami and look at us now. They both have forgiven me even when I still haven't forgiven myself.

Yugi is easy to win over. His heart is big. Yami is more cautious but with good reason. He has a forgiving heart also but he has other people's safety to think about first. Usually if you can convince Yugi then you are already more than halfway to convincing Yami. And if you can get to that level with him then he will convince Kaiba. That's the way their little family works."

All Draco could do was nod his head. Bakura had given him a lot to think about.

The spirit looked at the young wizard with a smirk on his face. For some reason he liked this kid. People that used to know him and his former ways would have said he had gotten soft. He preferred to think of it as 'maturing' after three thousand years.

With that thought he opened up his link with Atemu and sent him a message.

--Step one complete—

Dragon: I'm glad everyone liked last chapter despite the fact that I didn't. And now things are set in motion for Draco and Harry. Aren't they cute? Course nothing is cuter than Yami and Seto! Thanks to all my reviewers! I love hearing your thoughts and compliments!