Oh God not you again! Yes we know that's what your thinking but BOO HOO We're here and you can't do anything about that so HA! Well...this is our Yu-gi-oh Harry Potter crossover. Yup you see I have gone gaga over Ryou and Yami no Bakura so we made this. Please Review with all your hearts...

Kuroneko: You know if you don't review babies DIE!

BBK: Don't lie to them!

Kuroneko: Oh yea then explain my poor yami Bakura lying of the FLOOR DEAD!

BBK: Maybe its because you hugged him so tight that he ran out of air and died -.-

Kuroneko: *gasp* Are you calling me a MURDERER!

BBK:...no *nods head*...moving on We do not own anyone (kuroneko: NOT FAIR) but only the plot and unknown people

Kuroneko: Remember we are making stories saving your precious time and what are you doing when your not reviewing them? Killing babies...

BBK: Stop that!

Kuroneko: Babies...

Tamashī no nageki 魂の嘆き

Lament of souls

Prologue 'Darkness'

Authoresses: Baka Kitsune KYA, Kuroneko

A blood-curdling scream echoed in the silent darkness of an underground cave hidden in the safety by the dessert sand of Egypt. A man in his mid twenties scrambled back, pushing his legs to propel him away from the sticky substance that inched to his shoes. His dull sapphire orbs wide and shook in fear with nothing to see, his breath short and his long ruby bangs scattered on his almost pale like complexion. His back made contact with the rough surface of the cave wall almost startling the man as he let out a gasp. His hands inched to his pocket of his auburn cargo pants; quickly he whipped out an odd shaped stick,

"L-lumos" his voice echoed in the darkness.

He knew what had happened, he knew...only him. And now he was the only one alive...the last survivor. A soft light flickered from the tip of the stick and slowly grew, the darkness retreated and the man could finally see. He held his breath as his eyes scanned his surrounding, his colleges, professors, and friends, lay still on the rocky ground. There were no sign of bleeding or any fatal injuries on them but he knew...they would not wake; they will stay in slumber till they decay. They were dead.

His legs drew closer to his chest as the light from his stick dimmed, everyone died because of death eaters. And he was the only one that could have stopped them, save the muggles since he had the power...but he didn't. He froze in the darkness and let everyone die.

Tears threatened to appear in his eyes, as the black-pitched room swallowed the figures of his group once more. His mind suddenly plagued with what had occurred over and over till he could not bare it.

"Well done boys, it seems we have finally found what we've been looking for" an elderly man with a silver walrus mustache announced, his legs and arms spread in front of two magnificent opened stone doors. There was no sunlight found so torches and flash lights shined on the walls.

The small crowd gathered in front of him cheered at their new discovery. There was laughter and applauding in the gathering, Bill grinned as he shook hands with one of his fellow archaeologist. It has been 3 months that they have found the underground chambers and they have dug their way through those long days. But all their hard work has paid its price, the room that the door guarded was filled with nothing but treasure of the Pharaohs. Gold, crowns, cups, Golden chairs, ancient jewelry that looked well preserved and most important sarcophagus. The legendary sarcophagus only second to the nameless pharaoh. The tomb of the thief king in the ancient world, though his name unknown as well he will truly be in the memories of everyone in the room.

Bill turned to try and get away from the crowd who seemed to becoming a little bit rough and restless to enter the room. But when he turned he carelessly bumped into someone, his eyes were then collided with doe brown eyes hiding behind a pair of rounded glasses. Almost instantly Bill recognized this man, the smile on his face grew even bigger as he came face to face with the man that had given him interest to Egypt, who books so well written as if a fantasy.

"Professor Bakura" he squeaked which he rarely does.

The man looked at him, to his movement his natural fading blue hair shifted from his head. His big doe eyes blinked almost innocently but then he recovered with his famous soft smile.

"Ah, Bill don't be so formal, it's Ryouta(1)" the blue haired man greeted, his British accent strong

A faint blush crept on the redheads face causing the elder archaeologist to chuckle; he patted Bills shoulder and led him not away from the door but towards them.

"You must be proud, finding one of the greatest discoveries since Sogoroku Mutou's years" Ryouta smiled,

"I am, I've waited months to get here" he answered giddily like a little child.

At the Ryouta chuckled once more then looked beyond the doors in the treasure room,

"Yes, You and I bo-" he started but stopped mid sentence, His eyes wide and focused in the room.

Bill looked at Ryouta then into the room, what was he staring at?

"Is that?" he heard the older man mutter under his breath

Suddenly he walked into the room, slipping unnoticed by the other but only to Bill. The redhead man followed after him as they made their way through the piles of treasure. Finally Ryouta stopped and Bill did as well, he noticed that they had stopped in front of the sarcophagus of the legendary nameless king of thieves. He scoot to stand besides Bakura but the elder mans' eyes locked on the item resting on top of the coffin. Bill looked over; it was a necklace of some sort. The necklace was made of pure gold, the eye of Horus carved neatly in the middle of a pyramid and five prongs dangled under it. It was an interesting piece but why has it gotten the professors attention?

"Impossible" Ryouta muttered under his breath again

Bill was about to ask what was wrong but a cold and dark presences clogged his throat and kept the words in his mouth. His eyes widened and his wand twitched to his wand hidden in his pants pocket, as he did that Ryouta lifted the golden necklace from its place and admired it.

`Foolish mortal`

Bills he snapped to the direction of the dark voice to be lead to the necklace in Ryouta's grasp, then that's when it happened.

"Avada Kedavra" those words echoed endless through Bills in horror.

He turned back to the opening of the room to see an ill green blast pass through the doors and sped towards...Bakura.

"Bakura!" he shouted as he turned to look the elder man, but the soft doe eyes that he was so familiar with was empty as he began to fall.

Bills eyes filled with sorrow and disbelief was he hit with the spell? Does that mean that he's...

Screams and hysterical laughter filled the dim lit rooms, one by one the muggles fell on the floor unknown to why their life were ending and how. The fire of the torches died in the attack as if to reflect the souls of those who died, they disappeared.

The light died out, Bill hugged his legs close to his chest. The muggles all died in front of him, he watched them die, and now he was all alone. Everything was deadly quiet except for the hoarse breathing of the shocked wizard till something moved. The sound of clothing rustling in the darkness perked up the depressed Bill as he slowly let his grip on his legs ease.

Thud

Thud

Thud...footsteps, he could here them clearly the sound bouncing off the walls and into Bills ears. Was it a death eater? No it couldn't be they all left when they had killed everyone...then whose footsteps is he hearing?

His fingers tightened to his wand as he held it out in front of him, the steady footsteps stopped and the last strike sounded as if who ever was walking was now standing on front of the wizard.

"Lumos" Bill said,

The room lit up quickly, Bills eyes widened, as a figure stood in front of him almost motionless. The figure eyes were covered by their blue bangs but even still he knew who it was.

"R-ryouta…your alive! I th—" he started but stopped when a brown stick was point to his head.

Bill froze and looked at the stick…a wand. Why did he have a wand, could Ryouta be a wizard as well? He looked up at the man with questioning eyes, the elder mans thin lips grew into a wicked smile and a dark chuckle emitted from his throat. He lifted his head and sinister scarlet ones replaced his doe eyes.

"Yes, its nice to be alive" he smirked he pointed the wand closer to Bill, "You mortal...I bore. Why not play a game with me" his voice purred

Before Bill could answer a dull light appeared from Bakura's chest and he looked at it. The necklace that he was admiring from before the attack was now glowing and dangling around his neck. Ryouta leaned closer his eyes filled with evil, this was not the Ryouta Bill knew...he was not him...

"W-who are you?" he managed to mutter

"I am..." his voice began but shadows engulfed Bills body before he could finish

Though there was a whisper echoing as he was pulled away

"Bakura..."

Well...thats that...for now! Please review! PRWETTY PLEASE

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oh god not this again...*shakes head* but please review...

Also for no confusion, Bakura Ryouta is not Bakura Ryou it's his papa. I dug up some information (Kuroneko: *cough*Stalker*cough*) ahem... he has blue hair and brown eyes but no name soo I named him after Ryou since he is his father...PLEASE REVIEW

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