Where did this monstrosity come from?! I swear, the two shows have almost nothing in common. And this isn't even a good, proper one-shot, either. This is just some weird...barely even 1,000 words mutant thing. Enjoy...?...if you can.

Charmed season - 4 onwards

Character(s) - Piper-san (^^)

Yugioh season...? I haven't watched this show in years. No clue.

Character(s) - Mokuba, Seto Kaiba, and Yugi

Disclaimer - Neither Yu Gi Oh! nor Charmed belongs to my person

Charmed Meets...Yu Gi Oh!?

Piper had gone to the store to pick up the groceries – not because she'd wanted to, or because she was some super-mom who loved being a mom all the time, no, but because she'd been fed-up with moldy food – and the moment she'd entered the grocery store she'd found herself on a street. With shops. Whose names were in complete gibberish to her. And Asian people were surrounding her on all sides, and there were absolutely no grocery stores in sight. Clearly, she'd gone somewhere. Um, but...where?

"Excuse me, can you help me?" She asked a tall, grey-eyed man on the street. A small boy was peeking out behind the man's large, intimidating coat and grinning at her.

But the man just stared.

"Eigo wa wakarimasen." He said finally.

The boy behind him glanced up disbelievingly. Is the trench coat guy lying? Piper wondered. Does he just not want to talk to me?

"Demo, Seto-kun.." The little boy began.

"Urusai, Mokuba." 'Seto-kun' snapped back. They started to glare intensely at each other like their lives depended on it.

"Rrright. Okay." She said, looking from one to the other. "That's fine. Sorry to bother you – I just wanted to know where I was. Am."

With a final look at the two – probably brothers, she guessed, seeing as how easily they were annoying each other – Piper continued on her search to discover her whereabouts. Perhaps she should try someone else?

So the oldest Halliwell strolled down the street and scanned the crowd for someone who wasn't madly rushing around as though they had very important stuff to do. Oh, there was someone! He was just casually jaunting down the sidewalk and even whistling, not a care in the world. That would work.
"Excuse me," She put her hand on the shoulder of a boy in a school uniform and was left breathless when he turned around and showed her the craziest hairstyle she had ever seen in her life. It was red, it was yellow, it was black – and all of it was sticking up in random directions! It was insane!

It's rude to stare, Piper! She reminded herself, consciously closing her mouth shut with a snap.

"Um...uh...um..." What was her question again? Oh, right! Where was she? "E-e-excuse me, I was just wondering if you, uh, could tell me, um, where I am? I seem to be...sort of...lost..." She trailed off, unable to stop staring at the monstrous hair-do. It was almost hypnotizing. How on earth had it gotten that way? Had an artist accidentally dropped three different pain colors on his head? Did the boy suffer a terrible fright one day and his hair had refused to lie down since?

Luckily, the boy either didn't notice her ogling or got this sort of response often enough, because he didn't seem to take any offense at all.
"Oh, of course!" He exclaimed cheerfully. "This is 4th street in Do-mi-no city." The schoolboy pronounced it slowly and strangely, and even stranger, it began to dawn on Piper that this language sounded sort of like...Korean? No, Japanese! That was it! It was Japanese!

"You mean...Japan?" She heard herself say faintly.

"Hai! Er, yes." He smiled as he rubbed the back of his neck. Then suddenly frowned; perhaps she'd turned as shaky as she felt. "Are you feeling o-kay, miss? You don't look well."
"Fine." She cleared her throat and somehow managed to make it back to reality, even though her mind was still reeling from unexpectedly finding itself half way across the world. "I'm fine, thank you..."

And of course she'd forgotten to ask what his name was. Was she the rude American or what?

"Ah, Muto, Yugi, miss." He supplied with a grin and a short bow. Piper felt sort of like she ought to bow back, even though this wasn't her culture and she had no idea what the rules were. Was she even supposed to?

"Well, thank you, Muto." Is that his first name or his last name? She wondered. Isn't Japanese all backwards? Should I introduce myself backwards?

"I'm Piper." She finally settled on. Yep, she was gonna be the ignorant, rude American. "Thanks for the help. Ah also," He'd made a move to grin and leave. "Could you direct me to the nearest pay phone?"

It was as though this question had made the boy's day; he practically beamed at her, apparently thrilled that he could help a very lost, possibly crazy American woman. Did he do that often? She had no idea.
"Ah, I would be happy to help, Pipa-san! There is one a few blocks from here, next to a sushi restaurant. You simply go down that street there and turn right..."

And so that was how Paige came to find Piper in a phone-booth in Japan, telling stories of some big card game 'duel' thing that had gone on, with lives at stake and something about powerful puzzles and crazy hair. Paige hadn't believed her, really – but then again, it was Japan. Anything could happen.

A/N: Don't ask. Seriously. This is what happens when I stay up late and eat an insane amount of pizza and chocolate. As I've said many times before, this is kinda a crack fic, therefore I am allowed, and sometimes expected, to write stuff like this that makes no sense whatsoever.

Also, please excuse my (kinda) awful Japanese, which basically means this;

I don't speak English. (Seto is lying cause he doesn't want to talk to her)

But, Seto... (Mokuba knows his brother knows English)

Shut up, Mokuba! (Seto is annoyed. All is well in the world)

Thanks for reading! Thanks for reviewing! Please keep on doing both. :)
I'm working on possibly doing a Hpxover next, or maybe another Doctor Who one. Or the Sabrina one that a reviewer actually asked for like...a month ago. Whoops. Review and tell me what you want next! :D