Authors Note: Upon reading my first review I found that there were a few errors in that I missed at like three in the morning writing this randomly. So I fixed the dorm problems. I have tried to fix where Zane is "out of character". I have been rewatching the anime to try and get a better handle on him, mostly just his speech patterns. Also although the review was mostly constructive, I will not take out the comment about the skirts because I know that if I had to wear them, I too would feel very uncomfortable. Thank you and enjoy the rewritten version!

Obelisk Blue. I couldn't believe I had made Obelisk Blue. I felt as though I was in some kind of fantasy world. I was on the helicopter to Duel Academy Island and I was going to be in Obelisk Blue. I couldn't help but think about how proud my fathers had sounded on the phone. They had both been so proud of me. I couldn't believe after hearing all of their stories, listening to them recount all of the horrible days when shadow games were fairly common, I was leaving Egypt to continue the dueling tradition.

I didn't know how I was going to handle families that had parents of the opposite sex. Being adopted by Ryo Bakura and Marik Ishtar was something to brag about. They were two of the greatest duelists of all time. But I didn't know what it was like to have a mother. Not that I had ever minded, but when I had been to Duel prep in Egypt it had been difficult to make friends, especially since most of the students were of Muslim descent and thought I was going to hell for having gay parents. I was hoping that it would be different at Duel Academy.

I missed them already. I missed their constant bickering. I missed my Daddy cooking dinner after my Dad complained that there was no way in hell he was doing it. They both switched personalities frequently, so they could both be incredibly hostile. My Daddy, Marik Ishtar, was more often his normal calm self. Only when they were in a real fight did he change. My Dad, Ryo Bakura, was mostly his agitated self. But when he really wanted to get around my Daddy, he brought out his sweet alter ego. No matter how often they quarrelled though, they always said I love you at the end of the day. And they never went to bed angry. It was so hard not to miss them.

I was glad that they had sent me with a video phone so that I could talk to them frequently. I knew both of them were very worried. They had even suggested moving closer to the island just in case. But I told them that there was no way they could do that since Daddy had a very specific job to do in Egypt. I would hopefully make some friends and wouldn't have to rely solely on their companionship. I didn't want them fighting over whether they had made the right decision or not. Or if they should just pull me out of school altogether, even though I had already passed the exam and they had payed in full.

Not surprisingly, I didn't have a roommate. My parents had spoken to their personal friend and owner of the school, Seto Kaiba. They had told him that I would adjust much better if I could have a single, and he had agreed to arrange it for me. Not that it mattered, because no one in Obelisk had roommates anyways but they had asked just in case I didn't make it into Obelisk. I had often talked and visited his daughter, but unfortunately she was two years younger than me. I would have loved to share a room with her but alas. All of my things had been moved into a large room. I didn't have too many things so it looked very empty. I sat on my bed and sighed. I stared at the uniform pensively. I hated the skirts. They were far too short and I didn't like the idea of boys trying to look at my underwear. I was distracted by the distinct ringing of my phone. I ripped through my bag and quickly answered it.

"H-hello?" I saw both of my dads on the screen, my daddy smiling and my dad frowning with his arms crossed, as normal.

"Are you all settled? You said that you'd call us when you were."

"I just got unpacked Daddy. I just needed a breather."

"Why aren't you in your uniform?" I looked at my dad. He could tell I was uncomfortable.

"I don't like the skirt Dad. I'm preparing to be a professional duelist, not a dime store hooker." My dads looked at each other and laughed.

"Kaiba probably based the skirts off of Mai Valentine's," my dad chuckled, his British accent shining through yet again.

"Don't worry I sent you with enough shorts to put under them so you won't feel uncomfortable. We tried to get them to allow pants but they weren't having any of it."

"Yes you are there to learn more about dueling, not have boys try to oggle you."

"Agreed Dad. I have to go to the Obelisk welcome dinner. I'll call you both tomorrow I promise. I love you."

"We love you too."

"Make sure you wear those shorts."

"Yes Dad I will. Bye!" I hung up the phone and instantly felt lonely. I knew I wasn't going to hit it off with any of the girls. The only girl I had ever been friends with was Mariah Kaiba. I thought about calling her for luck but remembered all of the Duel Prep homework she probably had to do.

I had been right. The dinner had been lonely and boring. That night I stayed up reading about Ancient Egyptian dueling techniques after leaving the welcome dinner early. I had almost wished that it had been co-ed, but realistically I wouldn't have made any friends there either. That morning I got up early and realized I had no idea where my first class was. I knew it was with Professor Banner, but I had to find where. I roamed around the school for longer then I would have liked. I started to become frantic, as it was getting closer and closer to class time. Not looking at what was in front of me, I crashed into something and fell on the ground.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I'm such a clutz. That was all my fault."

"Hey don't worry about it. Let me help you up." I looked up to handsome boy with dark blue hair. He was in Obelisk as well. He had a very thin smile and was holding out his hand. I slowly took it and he lifted me up as though I weighed nothing.

"I'm sorry. I'm so worried about being late. I can't seem to find my class."

"What class are you looking for?" His voice was incredibly deep and almost melted in my ears like butter. Was it possible for someone of his age to have such a beautiful voice?

"I'm looking for Professor Banner's class."

"Well that's where I'm going too so we can go together." I smiled at him. I hadn't noticed how his eyes matched his hair. He was probably the most handsome boy I had ever met.

"Thank you so much. I would have asked someone I met at the dinner last night but I didn't make any friends." He looked at me questioningly as we walked down the hall. He didn't say anything. I looked down. I didn't want to ramble on to someone I barely knew. It would seem too bold.

"You're Vanessa Ishtar right?" His voice sounded more angry than curious, but that just seemed to be his tone of voice almost.

"Y-yeah." He was still looking away, "You never told me your name."

"Zane. Zane Truesdale."

"You're that guy who got the highest score on the field test."

"And you got the highest score on the written." He didn't seem very interesting in talking to me. I was a little disappointed as he was the first human contact I had experienced at the school so far. We got to the classroom and I sat down. Surprisingly he sat down next to me. It felt like every class we almost had a war to prove who was smarter. It didn't seem like a very friendly competition to me. It seemed like he was trying to prove he was the best and didn't like me being at the same level as he was.

Yet, there he was at lunch sitting with me. He talked to me about dueling strategies and rare cards while eating his plain sandwich. Although if I had been completely honest with myself, I would admit that I was doing most of the talking. I couldn't even tell if he enjoyed my company or not but it didn't matter. As long as someone was talking to me. And about dueling! Well that just made my day even better.

"How was your day Nessa?"

"I made a friend!" I shouted excitedly at the phone. My daddy was making dinner and my dad was sitting watching the duel on tv.

"You did? That's wonderful! We always knew you didn't have any friends here because of all of the damn Muslims. Thinking we're going to hell and whatnot. What's her name?"

"Uh... HIS name is Zane."

"You're not allowed to be friends with boys." My dads voice was very determined.

"Oh don't listen to him. I'm glad you made a friend!"

"We're both at the top of our class so far. We're very close in grades. I think he's a slightly better duelist than I am. But I'm a better test taker so we're neck and neck."

"Don't spend too much time with that boy and get a crush on him. Boys are nothing but trouble. I paid for you to go to that school to learn something, not date."

"Dad I know. I promise I won't date anyone. I told you we're just friends. And you can't fall for someone after one day."

"I know that's why I said don't spend too much time with him."

"Bakura you worry too much. She'll be fine. We raised her. She won't fall for someone unworthy."

"I have to go study so I'll talk to you both tomorrow ok?"

"Alright we love you!"