Bridging Time

DISCLAIMER: I would like to inform everyone that I do not own any of the characters I used in this story. They belong to their creators and I'm borrowing them just to flex the few mental muscles that I have granted that they haven't been singed by too much booze and cigarettes. This disclaimer applies to all the subsequent chapters I will post under this series (I'm just too lazy to write a new disclaimer for each chapter^_^)

PAIRINGS: It's a surprise but a very pleasant and cliché one.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a SLASH crossover fiction. If it doesn't make sense at first it's because I have to lay down some plausible reasons for a crossover. Also note that there are instances that I would change settings but I will give you a signal when I do it. So before you flame me for being a scatterbrain, good-for-nothing author, please consider my explanation. There is also a possibility of AU-ness and TWT .since I cannot verify the exact dates that I would give here, okay?

I would also like to apologize if I do not sound British in these stories or use words which are not British sounding. I am not British or an American for that matter, and I refuse to inundate my story with "bloody, blimey, git, etc." (although I will use them at least once ^_^) to make it more authentic. Sorry, if you're one of those who like a lot of Brit- sounding words. They are cool but too much in a story tend to give me migraine. Again, please don't write to me and say, "______(put any Brit chara) won't say that!"

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Okay, now that I've bored you to tears reading my notes---please stay a little bit more and read my story.

Domo arigato.

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A MIDNIGHT TRYST

Part 1

Two shadowy figures met on the edge of the Forbidden Forest that one fateful night. The moon, which was set to wax fully that night, was curiously absent and the darkness lent further obscurity to this midnight assignation.

The usual night whisperings of the forest was noticeably silenced upon the arrival of the hooded figures. The features of these two were undiscernibly vague perhaps by intent or perhaps due to the almost-pitch black surroundings.

They faced each other boldly ---each one mirroring the stance of a noble man or woman ---unafraid to meet any challenge head-on, confident of their skills and knowledge.

The silence stretched on until one of them cleared his throat (the gender was quite evident in the baritone sounding "ahem!").

"I would like to say that this is a pleasure if not for the urgency and importance of this meeting." the throat-clearer spoke in a somewhat amused manner.

"I do understand why we cannot waste our time on trivial pleasantries." was the reply of an even-deeper but strangely accented baritone.

"Are you quite sure that this is the right way of doing it?" queried the amused voice.

"Do you have any other alternative?" was the short reply.

"Hmmm, not for the moment. I was just thinking of the consequences of tampering with things we have no exact knowledge of." the first speaker answered, his voice losing some of its amused tinge.

"I also have my own doubts on this particular endeavor but I still believe tha can cannot handle this without their help." the speaker put a noticeable emphasis on the word "their."

An amused chuckle escaped from his companion. "If nothing comes out of this, I would be content on seeing the delightful chaos that would ensue from this adventure."

"You still have a perverse sort of humor, my friend." the second speaker commented.

"And you, you are still properly starched after all these years." replied the other still chuckling slightly.

"Should we then proceed as planned?" the accented voice asked.

"Why not? this would be quite a learning experience for all of us," concurred the other.

Both of them fell silent again after reaching this momentous decision, knowing that everything of consequence had already been said. The first speaker moved and reached deep into his robe. A slight tinkling sound could be heard.

"Before you go would you like a lemon drop?"

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To be continued"

Got a clue who's the other speaker? I think the identity of the first speaker is quite obvious, ne? What do you think, should I continue or not?