Hey y'all! It's Aurora here. So, I'm writing this for my daughter because of some personal stuff she's dealing with at the moment. This is going to be a hard one for me to work on, but I will try my hardest because I do love working on my fanfiction and original stories. So, we'll see how this goes.
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Pairings: Monarch, Ladder, Tender, Bronze, Rival, and Revert. Any others will be implied and/or added like usual.
Damaged, but Golden
Chapter 1: Hollow
Yami
Getting out of my truck, I walk to my dorm here on Domino Academy's campus. It's the closest place nearby to still be in touch with my little brother, Yugi. It's something I promised to grandpa before he passed away. That happened several years ago. Being the age of twenty means I have a weight to carry on my shoulders. Everyone has secrets they wish to hide from the rest of the world including their strife, conditions, etc. as the list goes on. Getting my bags out of my vehicle before heading off after locking up, I go into the building to find my room. The one I have is a private one. Thank Ra that our cousin Seth has some connections. So, he manages to snag me a room where I don't have to deal with people. don't get me wrong because I don't mind others. It's just…..there are times I wish to not to be around others. Having a place to my own is relaxing in it of itself, putting all my stuff away. On the desk, I put my keys, wallet, handbook, and all on there. The door is shut and locked close, knowing that no one will disturb me hopefully. They probably will appoint someone to be my guide to take me around to get the hang of the land here. Why? Do I seriously need someone to do all that when I already know my way around here just fine? Yeah, a week ago, Yugi said he'd help me so we've gone all throughout this place beforehand so I don't get lost.
Sighing in resignation, I sit down on the spacious enough bed, holding my head in my hands. How will I be able to deal with life here? There's still that memory that clings to the corners of my memory, knowing there's something…..or maybe it's….someone I'm forgetting. How? Or maybe I need to be asking why? To be honest I don't really know myself. Grabbing the handbook off the desk, I shift my position to pour over the material for an hour or so. It's a little bit after midday when I finish doing what I feel like after putting all of my belongings away in their places in my room here. Apparently they have a system in place for the dorms including the people inside of them. The order goes of alpha, beta, and omega. Why the hell am I on the bottom tier for here? Furrowing my brows, I shrug, guessing it's for a reason though I can't help except to doubt about it. Having mostly black clothes, I do have some colors in the spare outfits I have. Currently, I have on a pair of leather pants and a sleeveless t-shirt, not afraid to show off my body when I feel like it. Confidence is a tricky thing to say the least about it. Sometimes I have it while the rest of the time it seems so close yet so far out of my reach. While I do have a toned form, I still stare down at my arms that are a scatter with scars from self inflicted wounds. It makes me think that these markings are my battle scars than thinking down about it. This shows how far I've come from the days I thought to end it all. It's Yugi who has been able to help me get through the dark times in my life and vice versa. If we didn't have each other then I don't know where we'd be now. Fortunately, we've been able to do a damn good job so far with keeping each other afloat even though some days are better than others while we fight the war worth struggling against.
Having tricolored hair, I know it's mostly black with lightning bolt bangs and crimson at the tips. It's quite long to go down to nearly the middle of my back. Usually I just keep it in a low ponytail. A pair of leather boots adorn my feet, absently looking up at the ceiling for who knows how long. It's not until I hear a knock at my door that I break out away from my train of thought. Who wants to come see someone like me? Sure, I'm new here, but I don't see why it matters even though classes don't start up until next week. This one is to give the rest of my fellow students and I to get the hang of this place. Frowning, I guess I can see who it is, finding it odd how I feel trepidation creep in as I get off the bed to unlock the door. Opening it up, I see someone that I don't expect to come across here of all places. Gasping in shock, I try my hardest to not give in to the urge to slam the door in his annoyingly gorgeous appearance. To see this specific individual causes the memory I've been struggling to catch come into clarity. Grimacing, I shut the door full in his face. There's no sound of a knock again nor anything on the other side of the door that remains closed. Has he gone away now? Damn it! Why does he have to show up here? Why does he have to barge in on my life again? Sure, I'm grateful for him for saving me that one time, but I swore to myself that I won't allow my heart to betray me again. It's why I never allowed myself to fall for the unknown savior all of those years ago. But to see him here isn't good at all in the slightest bit. Putting my ear to the door, I notice there's no sound of anything on the other side. Sighing in relief, I feel as if I can relax. It doesn't last for long when I feel someone from behind pin me. Struggling against the seemingly iron grip, I try glancing behind me though I can't manage it well in my current position.
"Aww, don't you remember me, Yami?" The masculine voice of the person behind me asks, shivering at the smooth baritone sounds. "You don't seem too happy to see me anyway. I suppose I can expect as much since it's been such a long time. We'll be seeing each other often enough from here on out."
"W-Why?" I manage to get out, hating how I sound when a stutter comes through.
"Because I'm a student here as well," smirks the man, not knowing his name even though I do recognize his voice. "I'm in the alpha class though. So, I guess you can know my name at last. It's Atem Kodai. Now, I believe you need to get yourself acquainted here. I'll be seeing you again tomorrow."
"for what?" I demand, knowing that my backbone does come in handy, glad that Yugi and I have been able to teach each other to not be so submissive when in the face of someone like this.
"We have a promise to keep. Don't you remember, lovely? Oh wait, you might not since it's been a while. Let me jog your memory a bit then. When you almost succeeded in killing yourself had your blood scent Draw me to you. You're only alive because of me, Sennen. One thing I can assure you is that before you're done with your four years here I'll make you mine one way or another."
()()()()()()
Bakura
Why does Akefia want me to enroll here again? This seems like total bullshit, but I guess an education can't be all that bad. Besides, there might be some classes that will help with coming up with new ways to deal with people including how to further my career with thievery. Akefia is the King of Thieves after all, meaning I need to keep our namesake alive somehow. Besides, one day his title will be mine. It's best to ensure I don't slip up by continuing to practice my skills. Somehow the scholarship Akefia signed me up for has gone through. This ensures that we don't have to pay for the tuition. With the yen I have come up with through the years will cover any other expenses I have during the four years I'll be here. Sensing out, I grimace at coming into contact with Atem. Why is that leech here of all places? More importantly…..what's that other signature I've come across? It feels so innocent and pure like the driven snow. It seems this individual is enrolling in here too. So, maybe this won't be too much of a bore after all. Moving into the alpha dorm, I put my stuff away. Once that's done, I glance around to notice that my preference has gone in to have a room to myself. The last thing I want is to be sharing one with some foolish fool. Once that's done, I still have my keys, wallet, and such on my person. In my duster trench coat, I have a simple gray t-shirt and a pair of ripped leather jeans underneath. A pair of combat boots are on my feet. Around my neck is a rope chain that holds a golden ring that I keep under my shirt. The wild gray hair I have is something I like, not minding how it can never seem to be tamed no matter what I do. I just let that do as it wants to roll down my back. Heading out of the room, I lock up behind me, deciding to see out this signature that perks my interest. So, yeah, this school isn't some normal shit where everyone is human or anything like that. This is I guess a special type of school. The forming and classing system is odd, but it makes sense somehow. Out in the hallway, I go down the path that leads me to whoever this person is, noticing it's somewhere near the omega dorm. Without watching where I'm going, I walk right into the individual I'm looking for. Before he can fall to his feet, I grab his arm to steady himself. When he looks up, I see a pair of hazel eyes framing an albino face with long luxurious white hair in a dark grey hoodie with a t-shirt, jeans, and sneakers. When his gaze meets mine, I feel something click almost immediately in my mind.
"Watch yourself there, kitten," I tell him, giving a small smirk to see his cheeks heat up a bit. "Are you new here too?"
"N-No, I'm a s-second year here," stammers out the British male, perking my interest further. "A-Are you s-someone new?"
"Indeed I am," I confirm, releasing my grip from him when I can tell he has his balance. "Maybe you can show me around…."
"S-Sure," shaking off his nerves, he gives a slight smile though I can tell he's still a little anxious around me. "The n-name's Ryou."
"Bakura Touzoku, " I offer him a hand, not really one for this type of thing though Akefia has told me time and time again that I have to engage in normal decencies to keep up appearances or whatever.
"Nice to meet you," hesitantly he takes my hand, Ryou still looks a bit uncertain about me though pulls back his hand as if being burned by something though all I notice is electricity passing through our fingertips. "C-Come on, I'll show you around then if that's what you want."
"Oh yes, angel. I most certainly want that," I purr, loving the way I can make him blush and all of these other emotions with relative ease.
"Right, follow me," he says, probably in a fluster with not having much attention on him until this precise moment.
Mmm, indeed this place isn't going to be a bore at all. If I play my cards right then I'll have this bitch in the palm of my hand.
()()()()()()
Akefia
Sighing in annoyance, I guess it's only natural I'm here too to keep a close eye on my younger brother. Though I know the Dean will be wanting me to see him in his office soon enough. Zorc is someone I still don't know much about, but I do know there's some strange connection between us. Indeed this place isn't for humans, but for people that are the furthest thing from it. Bakura and I are demons, but we don't show our features that readily. The only visible ones are the horns on the middle of our heads, venomous fangs, and the like. Our true forms are somethings that we don't show to others unless we feel it's necessary when in a fight or protecting someone from a greater danger. Putting my stuff away in the room I have in the beta dorm, I lock up behind me before heading over to the Dean's office. What I wear is a simple pair of black slacks and a gray t-shirt that goes down to the middle of my arms. Having a toned caramel physique does come in handy from time to time. Though it does get on my nerves the looks that are thrown my way from time to time. Having gray eyes and wild white locks, I feel rather content with how I look even though I have my fair share of scars including the one that runs down one side of my face. It's something I don't if rarely talk about. On my feet are a pair of leather boots, liking to keep it simple from time to time unless it's for a special occasion. Anyway, once at the office, I knock a few times while I wait outside of the oak door. It takes a few more until I receive an answer to come in. Being a first year here like Bakura, I manage to have been able to get the hang of the land here fairly well enough.
"You wish to see me?" I ask, stepping past the threshold to plop myself down in a seat on the other side of the ornate desk.
"Yes, I have," says the velvet smooth voice of the amber-eyed incubus, looking me over with a particular glint in his gaze that sends pleasurable shivers done my spine. "You're in the beta dorm, correct?"
"Indeed I am," I confirm, quirking a brow out of curiosity for where this line of questioning is heading to. "What about it?"
"Each person in the beta and omega dorm will be appointed to an alpha," explains Zorc simply, noticing he has a black suit on that goes well to accentuate his fine toned pale figure, wondering what it might be like to be underneath such a man. "I'm sure you've seen that in the handbook…."
"To be honest with you…..I don't easily play by rules," I smirk, receiving one from him in return.
"Oh?" This intrigues him, pulling out a slip of paper to hand it over to me. "Read this over carefully before sighing, Touzoku. You'll be grateful that someone as powerful as me is taking an interest in you."
Blinking a few times in surprise, I give a nod. There are no words I can utter to give that might be fitting to respond to him. How can I when I'm being given such an offer as this? The slip of paper is a contract. Being one of the demonic race myself has these being commonplace, skimming through all of the details. Is he being serious about this? Why does someone like him want me to be his? It seems that I'm not being given permission to be assigned to someone else. Sliding over a pen, I receive it, hesitating to sign myself over to him. Though those slender fingers ghosting over my own pretty much seals the deal for me. Quickly, I sign my name on the bottom line, sliding it over when I'm done before leveling my gaze to cause gray to meet amber. Trying to read him is impossible, but two can play at that game. Seeing me stoic causes him to laugh, leaving me in a confusing state of sorts.
"What?" I bark out in slight annoyance.
"Oh, you're just adorable," a slight smile traces his lips though it doesn't meet his eyes, accepting the signed paper and pen back before stowing it on his person. "I can promise you that this is something you won't regret anytime soon."
"I'll believe that when I see it," I retort, still unsure what I'm really getting myself into.
"Good. Be at my home at nightfall. We have much to discuss about what will happen from this point onwards including your future perhaps, but that depends on what will happen after a bottle or two of wine."
Oks, that's the end of chappie one. I hope y'all enjoyed. As I said in the beginning notes this is going to be a hard one for me to write, but I'm going to try my best at this. Hopefully further chappies after this will turn out well enough.
Anyway, the next chappie will be out whenever I have it finished being written up. Hopefully that won't be too long of a wait for it though. Until then, please remember to review, darlings!
