RefreshMint: OMG. This is my first fanfiction on this site! And the first written in english! Sorry if my english sucks, but I'm italian, so if anyone want to help me that would be greatly appreciated!
So what to say about this little one? This will be a thiefshipping and deathshipping fanfic, with a slice of bronzeshipping- I have never role Melvin, so sorry if you find him a little bit OOC ;_; I'll try to update every Saturday hoping not to waste too much time to translate the fiction in english :3

Malik = Yami
Marik = Hikari
Ryou = Hikari
Akefia (he don't want peolpe to call him by name, so everyone call him Bakura!) = Yami

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! I just own the plot of this fanfiction!

The bell had just finished ringing, while Ryou was looking himself in Anzu's little mirror. The girl have lent it to him for help the guy to find a way to hide a great bruise under his left eye.
That morning, just as always, some bullies, people who he didn't even know, had wait for him outside the school. They beaten him, and that bruise on his cheek was what they left. With a little embarrassment, Ryou had also borrowed from Mai, another classmate, her foundation, just for the bruise of course! He was rather girly, but not that much to star to put make up on his face! But unfortunately, his skin was to pale, and the foundation didn't match the color. In the frantic search for a solution to remedy that problem, he didn't even notice the shadow on his desk.

-Ryou.- the voice who called him, was too much familiar to the white haired boy, that made a little gasp of surprise.
-B-Bakura...- he stammerd, put on his face a nervous smile observing a boy who just looked like him. If it wasn't for the expression always frowning of the older one, it would have been difficult to distinguish them.
-I don't remember that you had a bruise like that this morning on breakfast.- continued the older one, bringing his face close to Ryou.
-While I entered the classroom I tripped!- explained him, with that nervous smile again on his face.
-You are not credible even a bloody little!- hissed Bakura, taking his chin between two fingers. -Who was it?- asked sharp, while crossed his eyes with those identical chocolate ones of his brother.

Fortunately, the teacher came in at that very moment, saved Ryou from the older one. Bakura snorted, throwing a look at Ryou that means "We talk about this later."
The youngest sighed. Why he didn't want Bakura, his older brother ( only for five minutes ), find out who had beaten him? Probably because that same day those guys would end up in the hospital.
Ryou had always been a magnet for bullies, for no apparent reason. Maybe because he was so girly and kind with others and so much defenseless. On the other hand his brother instead was on the side of the bullies. He was one of the most feared guy in all the school, and everyone knew how the boy was overprotective towards his younger brother. However, there were always those who felt brave enough to take it with Ryou, and Bakura always showed them his fists.

-Good morning everyone! Today we have two new students, be gentle with them, they have just moved here in the city of Domino from Egypt.- said the teacher, who had a strange nervous tone, as if there was something that worried her. He turned to the left and gestured to the two boys out to entering in class. The new students were twins, and as they entered the murmurs arose in the classroom

-I'm Marik Isthar.- say the smallest one.
-I'm Malik.- added the taller one.

They were incredibly similar, just like Ryou and Bakura, but at the same time it was impossible to confuse them. Marik had a tanned skin that resembled the color of sand, while the skin of Malik was more brown. The first had the soft platinum hair left smooth over his shoulder while Malik took them fired back in a hairstyle quite bizarre. Both of their eyes were lavender, but if those Marik shone with kindness, those of Malik glittered with madness. Now it was clear the teacher's nervousness. Malik dangerous and crazy was screamed from every pore, the mere proximity with him caused discomfort to others.

-Well, Marik, Malik, then you can choose one of the free places in the classroom. - urged the woman, with a nervous giggle immediately after her words.

The two boys probed the classroom to look for free banks. They seemed quite disappointed when they saw that there weren't two banks close and then they would have to be separated.
Marik walked over to the empty seat in front of Bakura, who seemed to haven't shown the slightest interest in the two foreigners. Malik instead, much to the discomfort of Ryou, decided to go right in the bench beside him. The albino was used to seeing frightening people since he have to deal with bullies every morning, but Malik instilled a fear in him like no other ever do. He was really scared. He gave him a hesitant look, noting that the Egyptian was staring at him, a small smirk on his lips that he licked with his tongue right after. Ryou shivered and looked away.

Bakura had observed that exchange with one eye and had already put on alert. If that bloody crazy Egyptian will approach in some way to his brother, he would split his face.
However, his violent thoughts were interrupted by the rumor before him. It seemed that Marik had immediately made friends with Jonouchi, an irritant blond who never kept his mouth shut. Both were immediately thrown into a chat of nonsense, completely uninterested in the lesson.

-Can you please shut the bloody hell up, newcomer?- Bakura hissed, throwing at him a murderess look. Not that he wanted to be pay attentions, but those two have made him a headache.
-I have a name Fluffy, and it's Marik. I'll be glad if you remember it.- the Egyptian said, turning to Bakura with a sulky expression that made him look as if it was a child.
-What'd you call me?!- the albino had to struggle with all his might to keep a low tone of voice.
-Fluffy.- Marik repeated, with a smirk. -Or do you prefer Kitty?- chuckled, putting a hand to his mouth. Bakura was about to pull his own case at him, when Ryou grabbed him by the sleeve staring at him with reproach.

The olderd one stared at his brother with an annoyed look. It was not his fault! With a grunt unintelligible he decided to give up the matter, crossing his arms over his chest and staring bored at the blackboard.

The first lesson went quiet with the teacher who occasionally recalled Marik for his long tongue, to the great pleasure of Bakura. And the same thing happened during all other hours of class until it was time for lunch. All the students ran out of the classroom, some of them went in the cafeteria and the others decided to eat outside, since the sun was shining.
Bakura had started listlessly arranging the books and the notebook, when an irritating Egyptian with a big mouth stood in front of him.

-Bored Fluffy?- he asked with a childish smirk, lilac eyes that sparkled in his chocolate.
-My name is Bakura, blondie, and if you do not stop calling me Fluffy I swear I'll bloody spoil the pretty face of yours.- said the albino, with another of his killers looks.
-Oh, you think I am a pretty face? - he teased, ironic.

Bakura was wondering for what bloody reason that boy would bother him. What the hell had he done? He had to bother him so much just because he told him to shut up? It was really unbearable.

-Hey Ryou! Let's eat something at the cafeteria.- snorted, turning to his left noting with surprise that his brother was not there. If he had come out of the classroom, he would say it, considering that he was the youngest to have lunch for both.
-Shit.- cursed Marik.

Was then that Bakura realized that even the psychopathic brother of Marik wasn't in class, and not take him too long to put two and two, knowing the ability of Ryou in getting into trouble. Angrily, he grabbed Marik's shirt, staring at him seriously with his brown eyes.

-Tell me that your brother hasn't had the insane idea to bring mine somewhere!- hissed. Marik looked down, guilty.
-Look, don't worry, I'll find Malik in a second, your brother will be okay.- Marik said, though that he seemed not at all convinced of what he was saying.
-If he touch Ryou I'll kill him. - he wanted to clarify, letting go on the other, waiting until he show him the way. Obviously it would have went with him to seek Ryou.
-Do you not even ask me because I think it was taken away from Malik?- asked the Egyptian amazed. in fact it wasn't written anywhere that the two were together.
-My brother has the misfortune to attract reassuring people like your big brother.- replied casually.

Marik said nothing more, leaving the class to start running in the corridor, followed of course by the albino. It was fortunate that Bakura hadn't asked him why Malik would have to take away Ryou, because the answer would not pleased him at all.

Sooo... is Ryou in danger? Find out in the next chapter! Please review! It's very important to me since it's the first time that I write in another language!