Sugoi – Wow
Pocky – Type of Japanese Candy
((Blah)) Yami to Yugi
(Blah) Yugi to Yami
-/Blah Bakura/- to Ryou
/Blah Ryou/ to Bakura
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/Sugoi…./ whispered Ryou as they neared the castle, /It's so….big!/
-/Sharp as always, I see. The palace was better./-
/Shush and let me gawk in peace!/
Bakura rolled his eyes and scanned the building in front of him. Sending out spurts of Shadows, he directed them to find the person of 'highest rank'. As they gathered in a room towards the center of the castle ((('Only fitting, I suppose,' thought Bakura))) the thief assessed the door.
"Hmm….warding spells, locks, a few curses….oh, those look fun…..right then!"
A blast of magic soon had the door swinging on its hinges in a rather undignified manner.
"Lead on, my friend, lead on."
/Bakura….you're talking to the Ring again./
-/I can do what I want!/-
/The psychologist said that was bad for you mental health! And mine, come to think of it…./
-/Too bad./- With a downward mental gesture, Bakura cut the link and continued stalking towards the gathering of Shadows, blasting at a lone cat with glowing red eyes on his way.
He soon reached an imposing statue (((Was that a gargoyle? Weird….))) and laid one hand on it's oddly scaly head, whispering the word "Pocky".
It swung wide to reveal a spiraled staircase, glittering in a golden light. Bakura snorted as he bounded up the stairs, not at all impressed with the castle's theatrics. When he reached the top, he stopped to glare at the door until it opened of it's own accord, allowing him entrance inside.
He glanced around, keeping his posture straight and forbidding, and spied a man with the longest white beard he had ever seen.
Striding confidently inside, he announced in a clear voice, "Someone is in danger here."
The man chuckled softly. "Aren't we all, at some time or another, in danger?"
-/Stupid old cryptic fool…/-
/I kind of like him….he could match you for mysteriousness!/
-/Could not./-
/Could so./
-/Could not!/-
Dumbledore watched as the white haired teen that had suddenly appeared before him (((In his office, no less!))) went rigid and seemed to have a mental battle with himself over a bit of information, oblivious to the rest of the world. Chuckling merrily to himself, he lifted himself from his chair and glided towards the albino.
When Bakura came out of his trance, the first thing he saw was the batty old man peering into his eyes, much to close to the thief's 'personal bubble'. Smoothly jumping back a pace, he hissed out through gritted teeth, "What the hell was that for, you old fool?"
Smiling in an infuriating manner, Dumbledore waved his wand, making a chair squirm out of the wall. "Hello, my name is Albus Dumbledore." The mocking politeness made Bakura's eye twitch. "Please, sit. I insist."
Bristling, Bakura took a step closer towards Dumbledore. "As the King of Thieves, I must insist that you – "
A scream was heard somewhere above them, interrupting Bakura's threat. Whipping around to follow the scream, he turned harshly to Dumbledore. "Well? Are you coming or not?"
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The scene that greeted their eyes was not a pleasant one.
The stench of death was almost palpable, even before Bakura reached the room. As soon as he smelt it, he shut off all senses his hikari had of the outside world. He was the light for a reason – and light, in Bakura's opinion, should only be tainted by him.
As they opened the door, a sickening sweet scent filled the room – incense, determined Bakura. Nothing in the room had been disturbed, but one body lay on the floor.
Though covered by layers of glittering clothes, the blood covering the figure was thick and in great quantities, and not yet dried. "I guess we found her…."
His eyes were drawn to the walls, where great, wide strips of blood still ran down the walls. A solitary drop of blood fell on Bakura's outstretched hand, and horrified, he looked to the ceiling. A mural had been painted in yet more blood, depicting a serpent coming out of an oddly distorted skull, with an almost life-like quality. The entire thing was overlaid in a green, sparkling haze.
Bakura heard a brief curse to his right and saw Dumbledore looking up.
"The Dark Mark."
Another man (later Bakura would learn his name to be Professor Vector) chose this time to climb into the room. With a quick glance upwards and to the four corners of the room, his knuckles turned white. In a quick, babbling voice, he announced, "Professor Dumbledore sir, please accept my resignation. I'll be gone by next week!"
He promptly fainted to the floor, falling off the ladder while Bakura scoffed one word.
"Wuss."
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Flitting through the city, Kurama felt that the papers in his hand had suddenly gone thicker. He grumbled, stopping his flight to stand at the base of a tree for a short rest.
Finding Yugi Mouto had not been the easiest of tasks. Though the boy lived in Japan (((Thank goodness for that – Kurama didn't know what he would have done had the boy lived in some foreign country.))) Domino City was, quite frankly, one city Yoko Kurama had never stolen from.
And one city Kurama had never been to.
As he had entered the city, however, the letter began to strain against the hold Kurama had on it. It glowed an odd green color, and then actually flew out of his hand.
Intrigued, Kurama had been obliged to follow it. It streaked into a lower level room of the 'Kame' Game Shop (((A turtle? Why would you name a shop after a turtle, of all things?))) and landed on the floor. It had centered itself between to figures, one of which Kurama recognized.
The odd man from the forest.
Kurama watched as the Egyptian turned in horror to find a doppelganger of himself dashing madly up to him (((Did the shorter version just shout 'Dark'?))) and on a whim, tossed a small seed into the room, quickly growing it to the size of a small log. He saw the smaller twin trip, and the larger make a rather undignified squeak, blasting at his poor vine.
Chuckling quietly at the memory (((Kurama would tease the Egyptian mercilessly if he ever had the pleasure of meeting him again.))) he turned to the newest letter. It was addressed to a 'Seto Kaiba and Mokuba Kaiba' of 'Kaiba Mansion'.
Kurama resolved he'd tackle this in his Yoko form, and quickly set off back towards Domino.
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Everyone reading! I NEED SUGGESTIONS FOR PAIRINGS!!! Also, I need opinions on whether or not to make this shounen ai/yaoi. Don't kill me for mentioning it, please.
Shakes head No, PenPusherM, FB does NOT stand for foxy bishonen.
Chelley Angel, PenPusherM, Sugarpony, Frosty Vermillion Petals, and Summoner of Spirits13619, thanks so much for reviewing! And 3 cookies to the last 3 that guessed correctly! Runs off to oven They're a little burnt….but I'm sure the chocolate will still be edible…..
Sugarpony – Yami's soooo whipped. Utterly and completely. And I've tried the other ones, but mysteriously when they come up on the site, they don't exist! Poof! Gone! Oh well…..
Frosty Vermillion Petals – The letters weren't owled because I had to find SOME way to kill Sprout….and having both her and Trelawney killed in the castle seemed odd. I'm gonna say for true story reasons that the owls won't fly that far when witches can just apparate, and it's so close to beginning of term (I'm still finding my way out of the plot bunny hole of Mokuba getting his acceptance letter when the teachers haven't yet chosen books…..) that they needed to get there faster. I think.