This Is The Life

Chapter One of Behind Many Eyes

Disclaimer: In addition to not owing YGO or HP or anything else copyrighted in this fic, Hikari and her alter-egos also don't own Marie Blackfelt or Wendi. Marie is owned by Random Person number three and Wendi is owned by Torina Archelda. Both have given her permission in using their OCs in this fic. Both also made up the age and the description, and Random Person number three also made up Marie Blackfelt's history. Random Person number three also owns Arina Arono.

Harry waited impatiently for three o'clock on the third of August, which happened to be a very hot day. He paced in his room, he ran around his neighborhood, he read, he even tried to duel himself with only one deck. (AN: I've done that before! –laughs-) However, nothing seemed to work. Harry lay on his bed, fretting, when he fell asleep.

DONG!

Harry leapt from his bed and glanced at the clock. In big, bold letters, it proclaimed: 3:00 P.M. He ran downstairs.

"… And I'm here to pick him up!" ended a familiar male voice. Harry yelped and ran towards the blonde in front of him. He turned and grinned. "Harry!"

"Joey!"

Harry and Joey Wheeler, good friend of his (and cousin of Hikari Daeron) high-fived, and roughhoused a bit. "How 're you?"

"Keeping up as well as I can," said Harry, grinning. "Ready to go?"

"Sure," said Joey. "You just have to grab your stuff."

Harry smacked his head and went to go bring down Hedwig; everything else had been sent to the Kaiba Mansion via Shadow Realm. "How'd Kaiba let you come?"

"Well, Kari wanted to come," said Joey, "But Kaiba wouldn't let her."

"No doubt he wanted to keep her to himself," said Harry, laughing. Joey chuckled appreciatively. (Veena: dirty.) (Me: Completely.)

"Yeah, well, we all can see how much Kaiba loves Hikari," he said. "But anyway, she forced him to allow her to chose who to go, and she chose me, knowing that I'd make sure you were safe." (Veena: as opposed to someone else, who would accidentally drop him.)

"Kaiba protested."

"Of course."

"The usual?"

"Yup. Ya know, the dog jokes are getting old." (Veena: old as a fat lady with a turnip.)

"Didn't he start using the leprechaun ones?" Harry sniggered. Seto hadn't let the Halloween outfit that Joey had chosen – a leprechaun – go free. Joey grimaced. (Veena: yeah, it was clever. I know…) (Me: She came up with it.)

"Yeah, but Kari started getting annoyed and dragged him off…" (Veena: ...where?) (Me: -starts to laugh-)

Both looked away, not wanting to think of what they would do alone. "But not it," said Harry. (Veena: it? kinky.) (Me: Oh, completely.)

"Never it. She would never allow it to happen." It was a joke between the professors, Arina Arono (a good friend of theirs), Joey, Mokuba and Harry. Although Seto and Hikari did not find their personal life being discussed by their friends amusing, the others did.

"I am eternally grateful that they will never do it until marriage," added Harry.

"It's only because Hikari refuses to have pre-marital it." (Veena: okay, this conversation went from kinky, to dirty, to weird.)

It was almost like a game.

Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia, who had been listening, coughed loudly. (Veena: they were trying to get some sex tips.) (Me: Hells yes.)

"So… are you off?" asked Uncle Vernon. Harry nodded solemnly. Grabbing Hedwig's cage, he started to leave, before Uncle Vernon said, "Where's your other stuff?"

"In the Shadow Realm." As his aunt and uncle looked confused, Harry marched out.

(Veena: hate to beat a dead horse, but I really like to, so I will. Harry's what, seventeen in this? He can say SEX.)

(Me: But that's the whole point! What's not funny about a 17 year old saying, "Pre-marital it"? Oh, man, Joey says that. But whatever! I had a lot of fun writing that… I'm sorry… Oh, and if anyone is curious about this weird fact, those two lovers are, indeed virgins. Everyone just likes to think that they aren't. But they are, I promise.)

Several hours later, a very exhausted Harry came out of Seto Kaiba's private jet with Joey Wheeler. The first thing he saw was the blonde hair of his god-sister, Marie, as she hugged him.

"Hey…" he managed, before hugging back. He saw the red hair of Ron Weasley, the bushy brown hair of Hermione Granger, the long black hair of Mokuba, and the silver hair of Wendi. The Marauders all back together again… minus one. He added the last thought sadly, remembering the death of his good friend Altáriël Daeron last year.

(Veena: I could be SUCH a better Hermione than Emma Watson. I've got the more Hermione hair, I'm the right age, I'm really good at British accents being an anglomaniac, I could make my front teeth look kind of big and then normal sized, I could make Rupert Grint look taller, I'm a good actress, and I want the part more!!!!)

(Me: We know, Veena… we know…)

He hugged Hermione and Wendi while giving high-fives to Ron and Mokuba. All of them started to talk about their summers as Joey sneaked away. Finally, they calmed down enough for Harry to look around. What he saw was breathtaking.

(Veena: ...they were in LEGOLAND!!)

There were trees covering at least five acres, and then some more scattered throughout the grass. Mountains topped the background. The sky was blue and clear. A mansion sat in the middle of a hill some while off (and then some), a long gravel path winding down from it with gates at the bottom.

(Veena: Was it a long and winding road that leads to your… er, the door?) (Me: Yes. You can say your. After all… ­coughcoughMRSSETOKAIBAcough. Me, not you. You're coughcoughMRSPAULMCCARTNEYcough. Only without the coughs for the both of us.)

"It's… beautiful," he said, awed.

Mokuba looked smug and Ron said, "And Mokuba here owns it. Well, technically, Kaiba does."

Harry grinned and spun around. "How do you manage not to miss this place?"

"I do," said Mokuba. "I miss it all the time. But I also remember the many painful memories this place holds." He sighed, but quickly brightened. Opening a bag that lay nearby, he handed everyone a broomstick. Harry couldn't help but hug his Firebolt. "One awesome thing is that we can use broomsticks to get around the property." He mounted it and kicked off the ground. "C'mon!"

They rest of them did the same. Harry loved being back up in the air with the wind rushing through his hair. It gave him a feeling of freedom.

They raced around for a bit, Harry winning each one. As he surveyed the property, he noticed a person waving her arms at him. Laughing, he dove down to meet her.

Hikari sat outside with the professors as Joey came up to them on broomstick. "Heya Joey!"

"Kari!" said Joey, landing.

"Harry here?"

"Back with his buddies," he said, jerking his thumb behind him. He lay on the grass and his cousin pulled out a piece and started to "buzz" it. (This is when you hold the grass between your fingers and blow, making a high-pitched noise.)

"Stop," whined Malik Ishtar, the Egyptian. "That's giving me a headache."

"Everything gives you a headache," said Yami Bakura lazily as he sat near him in spirit form. His hikari, Ryou Bakura the Englishman, shook his head. (Veena: Psh. he's a fake Englishman and you know it.)

Yami the Pharaoh (also in spirit form) also shook his head, saying, "But both have a point. Malik's right in saying that what you're doing is giving us headaches, and Bakura's right in saying that everything gives Malik a headache."

Hikari shrugged and stopped. "Whatever you say." Lying on the grass, she said, "Look, they're flying." (Veena: the people in these stories are FILLED with great observations!) (Me: Yeah, I know. But wouldn't I completely say that? Stephen does call me "Ms. State-the-Obvious," after all.)

She spoke the truth, for, moments later, the rest spotted the six remaining Marauders flying in their air. Hikari started to wave her arms to get their attention.

"Is that really necessary?" asked Seto.

"Of course it is," said Yugi Motou, King of Games. (Veena: what a title. does he have to write that on his school papers? "Yugi Motou, King of Games, Language Arts, June 10, 2005, SMART Goals"...) (Me: I love you, Veena. That comment made me die.)

He grinned as his twin, Ceribi Motou, added, "She's Hikari Sai Daeron. What do you expect?"

However, even as they spoke these words, the-person-on-the-broomstick-that-was-Harry dove down to meet them. Moments later, he landed neatly on the grass and received hugs and claps on the back.

"How are you, Harry?" asked Ryou, smiling at his student.

Harry yawned. "As well as anyone who lives with a bunch of baka Muggles can be," he said, receiving grins.

"Ah, but not all Muggles are idiots," said Yami. "Take Tristan, for – oh wait, that wouldn't work."

The others laughed as Yugi hit his yami playfully. "It's true though, Yuge," said Joey, stretching out on the grass.

Harry grinned at Yugi, who shook his head. "Harry was right. They won't change."

(Veena: frick. it's raining.) (Me: … sure.)

"Cheer up Yugi," said Harry, yawning and stretching. "It's a pretty good thing that they won't change."

He lay on the grass, listening to the wind go through everyone's hair as they all sat silently, viewing the land of Kaiba Mansion. His other friends eventually came up and sat down too. (Veena: conformists.) (Me: Oh, completely.)

This is the life, thought Harry. (Veena: ...but then he died.) (Me: …)

Me: And there you have it.