Back with the second chapter! I thank Catwarrior, Earthpaw and yamisgirl13 for reviewing this! I've also seen a few put the story on the favorites and the story alert list. That makes me happy enough to do a second one even faster (believe me; this is faster. Slow is updating a month after.)! Oh yeah, I made a few changes in the first chapter…yeah…I don't own YGO or HP. –does a heavy sigh here-
'Blah'-Hikari
"Blah"-Yami
Bakura darted after the hint of gold, which he knew very much that it was Malik. He bumped into someone before going into a dead end. The tomb robber smirked before silently following him in the shadows. Malik chuckled.
"That seemed too easy." He said, tossing a pouch of money he stole as he reached for his pouch of money only to find it gone. He looked around before he was startled by Bakura, who was tossing Malik's money pouch into the air.
"You're quite right, tomb keeper, that did seem too easy." He smirked before tossing the pouch back to Malik. Malik eyed the pouch before opening it, examining its contents. He then put the money he stole into the pouch.
"Give that gold galleon back, Bakura." Bakura chuckled.
"Observant of your money this time…" He flipped the galleon into the air, Malik catching it before it fell into the tomb robber's hand.
"What are you doing here?" Malik said, leaning on the wall. Bakura leaned on the wall as well.
"Obviously it's the same reason why you're here. That doesn't take a dolt to figure that." Malik smirked.
"You want to have an advantage over the pharaoh, don't you?"
"Speaking of his royal highness-ness," the tomb robber quickly said. "Have you seen him anywhere here? According to my Hikari, the wand maker saw him and you." Malik shook his head.
"Haven't seen his royal arrogantness anywhere," the thief frowned.
"Since when is English one of your main languages?"
"They put some language charm on me to speak English." after a while, Bakura's eyes slightly widened.
"Oh shit…" Bakura mumbled as he quickly walked out of the alley, Malik following him.
"What's the matter?"
"I left Lucifer with that redhead." His pace increased.
"Who's Lucifer?" Bakura turned left.
"The raven Hikari bought." Malik's pace slowed down.
"Wait, redhead? Was he with a girl with a stuck-up know-it-all attitude and a guy with glasses?"
"Let me guess; you stole from him." Bakura sharply turned right, bumping into someone and fell on his back.
"Watch where you're going." A voice growled. Bakura looked up to see a boy around his age with slick blond hair and a pointy hair. The tomb robber immediately disliked the boy.
"I think it is clear that you should watch where you're going." Bakura shot back, standing up.
"Well look who's talking-"
"Back off, Malfoy. It's clear that you're not wanted here." The thief looked behind to see Harry, Ron and Hermione. Malfoy sneered at Harry before eyeing Bakura.
"Next time, Potter won't be here to save you." With that he turned his back and walked away from them. Only then did Bakura mimic Ryou's features. Ron pushed away the cage Lucifer was in to Bakura.
"Why the bloody hell did you leave your bloody bird with me!" Bakura looked around to see that his apprentice was nowhere in sight. He then looked at the ground.
"S-Sorry about that," Bakura said, acting like Ryou. "I thought I saw a friend of mine waltzing around here, so I…" He quickly turned away and ran away from them, going back to the Leaky Cauldron. Hermione sighed.
"Really, Ron, you have to be careful of what you say to the poor guy. He's new around here."
"But he stole Harry's money…"
"Ron, you don't have to make such a big deal about my money," Harry said. "He already apologized; isn't that enough?" Ron sighed.
"Maybe you're right Hermione; Ryou is new around here…"
"Maybe you should apologize to him."
"You can do that when we meet him on the train, Ron. We need to go now." Hermione reminded them.
Once Bakura entered his room, he smirked, tossing a pouch filled with sickles and galleons on his bed. He then placed Lucifer's cage on the table before letting him out as he used the thief's shoulder as a perch. He sat on the bed.
"As much as I didn't want to steal that brat's money, I did anyway." he let Ryou take over and then took on his spiritual form.
"That wasn't very nice." Bakura rolled his eyes.
"Start reading Hikari unless you want to fall behind in class." The tomb robber stood walked to the door. Ryou took a few books from the bag under the desk.
"Where are you going?" said Hikari asked. Bakura put his right hand through the door.
"I'll just explore for a while. Besides, only those with Millenium items will see me." after saying that he went through the door. Ryou just sighed, petting Lucifer before reading Hogwarts: A History. Bakura, meanwhile, snuck into Malik's room and jumped him, the tomb keeper nearly landing on his owl which he named Rishid. After talking for hours (or after what seemed like talking for hours, rather) with him, the tomb robber stood up.
"I think I should head back to my Hikari. We are leaving tomorrow." He walked to the door, about to go through it.
"You won't tell your Hikari about Hikari pretty and Mariku, yes?" Bakura immediately stopped and looked back at the tomb keeper with a glint of hatred in his eyes.
"Marik…" he crossed his arms, seeing Malik only his hair was wilder than before and his eyes were quite blank yet they held an amused look. "How did you come back?" the tomb robber said through his gritted teeth. Marik chuckled.
"Relax, tomb robber. I'm on your side."
"How can I believe you?" again Marik chuckled.
"You'll have to for now." This remark only made Bakura growl in anger.
"Show that Ra-damned tomb keeper now." the tomb robber's words were completely covered in venom. Once more Marik chuckled as he pushed Malik back in control and then took on spiritual form just like Bakura. Malik smiled nervously.
"Err…sorry for not telling you earlier?" Bakura's angry expression was replaced by a somewhat serious expression.
"When was this planned?" he asked in a somewhat bored tone.
"Well…he came back a few months after the Battle City tourney and…well…" Malik trailed off.
"I wanted to stay in the normal world so I promised that I wouldn't send anyone to the shadow realm or kill anyone in order to do so," Marik finished. Bakura looked the psychotic yami with an amused look.
"You're really that desperate?" before Marik could answer, the tomb robber turned his back to them. "We can talk tomorrow." Bakura went through the door.
"Platform…9 ¾."
'That's what the ticket said-'
"Screw what that Ra-damned ticket said! Platform 9 ¾ does not exist!" Bakura yelled. Ryou looked around.
'Maybe we can ask for help…'
"Hikari, tell me what part of 'Platform 9 ¾ does not exist' do you not understand?" The white-haired teen leaned on his trolley.
"If you're so clever, why don't you find the platform- Ack!" a passer-by pushed Ryou in a hurry, the teen pushing the trolley and himself into the wall between nine and ten. Instead of feeling a solid wall, Ryou felt air rush through his side and fell to the ground. When he looked up he saw a red train, a sign that said 'Hogwarts Express' hung above him. He stood up, blushing in embarrassment.
'Found it.' He took Lucifer out of his cage and let him perch on his shoulder, grabbed his other things and went into the train, sitting at an empty compartment. As he sat down the train slowly started to move, flashes of plains and pastures flew past as the train headed to the school. Bakura then took on his spiritual form, sitting down across Ryou.
"Well that was a bit of surprise, wasn't it?" Ryou just nodded, taking his dueling deck out. "It kind of surprised me-" Ryou stopped abruptly as a red-haired girl opened the compartment door. Bakura immediately went back to his soul room.
"I'm sorry about that…may we sit here? Everywhere else is full." The girl said.
"Um…yeah," Ryou said. "I'm Ryou Bakura." The girl smiled and reached her hand to him. Ryou gladly shook it.
"I'm Ginny Weasley. Ron's told me about you." Ginny turned back and called out "Guys, over here!"
Soon enough, Harry and Ron appeared next to Ginny. They entered and pulled their trunks in. They sat across the white-haired teen, looking quite happy.
"Fancy meeting you, Ryou." Harry said, kicking Ron in the shin.
"Oww…Um…sorry, Ryou." He said. Ryou blinked as he ran a finger across Lucifer's back. "Sorry? Sorry for what?"
"He was a bit rude to you in Diagon Alley, Ryou." Ryou looked to the door and saw Hermione there. "Seriously, Ron, you could've helped me with the books." Ron scowled before getting Hermione's trunk into the compartment. She then sat down.
"You know, we never got to know you that much. Why not tell us more about you?" Ryou looked at the floor.
"Well…I've moved from Japan so…"
"Wait, Japan? Well you're certainly very fluent in English for someone who's Japanese." Hermione commented. Ryou blushed.
"Well…I was actually born in England…and I stayed here for a few years and…" he trailed off, knowing that they would understand from there. As an awkward silence developed, a glow emitted from under Ryou's shirt.
"Perhaps now it is time I go look for this Item…" at that point Bakura emerged into Ryou's body, keeping Ryou's features. He took out the Millenium Ring, the five dangling points shaking as if something unnerved it.
"What's that, Ryou?" Hermione asked.
"It's…something my father gave me from Egypt. He's an archaeologist." He explained, forcing his voice to be friendly. "It's never done this before," he lied.
"Well look what the albino has; a little necklace." A cold voice sneered. Bakura was too occupied by Ryou—who was restraining him—to throw something back at it.
"What's wrong now, albino too scared to…" Malfoy abruptly stopped; a glazed look on his face. After a while he turned his back.
"I have no time to waste with freaks like you," he then eyed the tomb robber. "I'll get you later, albino." The tomb robber growled at him.
"That's right; run like the little coward you are. Your punishment can wait." Thatremark caught Ron, Harry, Hermione, and Ginny's attention. Malfoy ignored that last remark as he went away, the ring ceasing its glow.
"Well it's obvious that this snobby little brat not only annoys the shit outta me; he annoys the shit outta the tomb robber and everybody else." A voice called out. Bakura just smirked and crossed his arms as well as his legs in a rather sophisticated way.
"Aye, tomb keeper, the snobby little brat annoys the shit out of Bakura-sama." The thief replied as Malik appeared, a hand in his pocket and another holding a pouch of money. Harry blinked. What was with all the names they were saying?
"Hey!" Ron exclaimed. "You stole my money!" the tomb keeper just snorted and tossed the pouch to him.
"I'm aware of what I've borrowed from people." Ron examined the contents of the pouch and his eyes widened.
"Mate, are you sure this is the right pouch you stole? This one has more than I remembered!" Malik sat down next to Ryou who had gained his control back (Bakura was sitting on the trunks in his spiritual form).
"Yes, mate, that's the right pouch. I just happened to have more than enough so I decided to give a bit to you," he said, looking through the window.
"Thanks, mate, I owe you one!" the redhead said cheerfully.
"This mate has a name, you know."
"Then why doesn't this mate tell it to them?" Marik—who also appeared in spiritual form sitting next to Bakura—mocked. Bakura roared with laughter that only Ryou and Malik could hear. Ryou nudged Malik in the arm.
"He has a point," Malik rolled his eyes.
"Oh just shut your trap, tomb robber." Harry seemed to twitch when Malik mentioned tomb robber.
"What's with all the nicknames?" Hermione asked. Ryou put his hand on his head, suddenly finding Lucifer interesting. Well he is interesting; he's a white raven but that's beside the point.
"Well, you see, guys, Ryou has this thing…um…he kind of…"
"Hey, where'd my wand go?" Harry said out of the blue. Ryou's eyes widened as he took as small glance at Bakura before turning his attention on Lucifer.
'Don't tell me anything…'
"Ok then, Hikari. I won't say a thing." Ryou then checked his pockets to find his wand and another wand.
"T-That's my wand!" Harry said. Ryou quickly gave it back to Harry.
"I swear I didn't steal that."
"So what…err…what's your name again?" Hermione asked.
"Malik Ishtar is my name; that's all you're getting from me."
"Right…so what Malik's trying to say is that Ryou's a kleptomaniac?" Ryou's eyes widened.
'You knew Malik was going to say something like that!'
"I shan't say a word, hikari."
"Kepto-what?"
"Kleptomaniac, Ron." Ryou sighed. That idea was better than saying that he was a schitzo. Well maybe worse, but you get the point. "It's a mental disorder. It's someone who steals something useless to him. Usually the person doesn't know he's doing the stealing. Like right now. I just stole Harry's wand, which is completely useless to me and I didn't even know I did it." He explained.
"Yeah, so if you're missing money, your wand, or anything else that seems valuable to you; you know who to consult. And that's why I call him a tomb robber or anything else that point's to something Machiavellian! " Malik winked in Ryou's direction. Inside Ryou groaned. This day was only starting to get troublesome…
Author's notes: That chapter was fun to type! Bet that Marik coming out of the blue surprised you didn't it? Well in any case…R&R y'all! Peace out!
-LazyShamanist