Hey, so this is my first fanfiction, and I hope it's alright. Thanks if you read it :)

Pairing: Malik/Marik and later Malik/?

Warnings: Slash, Attempted Rape, Character Death, Drugs and Alcohol, Lemon, and all that good stuff.

(edited thursday february 19, 2009)

I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!

Chapter 1

"For God's sake, will someone close that damn window?" The eleventh grade chemistry room was suddenly awakened by an exceedingly red-faced woman.

A blonde boy in the back stood up nervously and closed the window, as November here can be quite cold.

"Thank you, young man. Now, I'm here today because you're regular teacher caught pneumonia and was unable to attend. She told me that we were to be making a solution today, so partner up."

I, Malik, the boy who opened the window, went to sit with my best friend. Well, my only friend, really. He smiled, "You really should be more social, you know."

I sighed, and then glanced to a table where two girls were painting their nails and giggling. "I think I'd rather die than be like that."

My friend, Ryou Bakura, laughed and nodded, "I'm not asking you to be like a girl, Malik, but you could at least talk to my other friends. It's weird when we're with them because you're always so…quiet." He shivered slightly.

"You mean Yugi and the friendship freaks?" That got me a dirty look.

"Just try, okay, for me."

"Okay, Ryou I'm so confused with this." The class had been working on their solutions for twenty minutes and tension was high.

"Malik it's easy, the instructions are right in front of you." I scoffed; only the friendship freaks used instructions.

"It says put the stuff that looks like piss in the other stuff that looks like vomit, right?" Without waiting for a reply I dumped an entire beacon of yellow liquid into green-brown liquid.

"No Malik, stop!" Unfortunately, I did not hear Ryou's pleas, because at that moment there had been quite a large explosion.

Everyone in the class was either under their desks, staring in awe, or, in the teacher's case, turning red with fury.

I assume my face must have been amusing, to say the least. Most of it was covered in black dust and my mouth was opened wide. My hair was blown away from my face as if I had been electrocuted. Ryou couldn't help it, he started to laugh. I turned to look at my friend and blinked, which made the white haired boy laugh even harder. By now people around the room were bursting out in giggles too.

"Hey!" the entire class jumped up, we had completely forgotten that the teacher was still there. "The table's on god damn fire you idiots!"

At lunch, I sat at my usual table, population: me. I looked up at the bustling people around me and sighed; all of them either hated me or didn't know I existed.

My gaze rested on Ryou, the only person that liked me, sitting with his other friends. My expression turned from sorrow to envy as I continued to watch the boy. After all, the friendship freaks had each other. I had no one, Ryou should be with me. When I shook myself out of thought I saw my friend waving. "Oh god Ryou, you can not expect me to come over there…" I whispered, earning nervous glances from a couple of freshmen walking by.

Already I could see the faces of the F.F. turn sour, they absolutely hate me. Who doesn't? Ryou gave me a look that even I could not refuse, and I decided to go. Mostly to see my friend, but it would also piss off the F.F., an added bonus.

"Hello Malik!" Ryou said a little too sweetly.

"Err, hi." I tried to smile, but I probably just looked retarded, so I sat down quickly at the end of the table beside Ryou.

"So…you were pretty funny in chem., I hear." Jounouchi asked through a mouthful of potatoes, he's kind of gross. Everyone was looking at me like I was a tiger that escaped from the zoo, all nervous and gaping. It was really weird.

"Uh, yeah, just a little explosion is all." They all burst into laughter. What the hell, it's not really that funny…

After almost five minutes of spontaneous laughter they sat still, it made the mood of the table pretty awkward.

Yugi coughed and smiled brightly. "Malik, why don't you come to my grandpa's shop after school?" Ha, I could see it in their faces. They were secretly screaming, "No Yugi! Nooo!" But it was too late now.

"Of course he would." I could barely open my mouth before Ryou answered for me. What a great guy.

For the rest of the afternoon I couldn't concentrate, as all my thoughts were focused on dreading what might happen at the Game Shop. I decided that I would just go home and not even bother, avoiding any embarrassment whatsoever.

Unfortunately that did not happen.

I was trying to casually walk out of the school parking lot, but I was too busy turning around to make sure no one was following me to notice that they were right there.

"Hey, there he is!" Ryou's shout scared me half to death, honestly, I almost started to cry. Maybe it was not so much the scare but the fact that I had failed to escape my doom.

"Oh… yeah, hi." I looked at the Friendship Freaks, what…freaks.

Yugi looked at me and smiled, "We're all glad you're coming Malik." Bull. "Let's go now."

Just walking to the shop was like a living hell for me. It was almost like the F.F. and Ryou spoke another language, I had absolutely no clue what was going on. Of course the reason for that could have been the fact that I was walking about ten feet behind them. If some popular kid saw me with them I'd be the biggest loser in school.

Wait… what I am talking about? I basically am. Well, I guess it could get worse; they are even bigger losers than I am. That gave me a boost of self esteem and I found myself doing some sort of strut down the street.

I flew past the F.F., who just stared like retards as I broke into a little jig.

What a coincidence that at that exact moment, Marik, the most popular boy in the entire school, stepped out into his yard and saw me. I heard someone laughing and immediately froze. I jerked around but saw nobody other than the freaks, who were looking very confused. Then my gaze rested on him and my jaw dropped, he was laughing so hard that he fell to the ground and started choking.

I almost had a panic attack and I started jumping around screeching. The F.F. were still just standing there, and a small number of neighborhood residents were looking on with amusement.

I decided that I should probably go to help him, as much as that could damage my non-existent reputation. I kneeled down to his level. "Um, are you going to be okay?"

He coughed and stood up, finally calming down. That's when I first got a glimpse of his eyes.

I don't know quite what he said after that; I was too occupied looking at him. He was flawless, and absolutely mesmerizing. I could have stayed there for an eternity, but I felt something warm on my arm and snapped out of the trance.

I could see a pale hand outstretched to me, its owner I assumed to be Ryou so I grasped it and got to my feet. To my surprise the hand did not belong to my friend. It was Bakura, Marik's 'partner in crime', as most of the school said. He was nearly as well liked as him, so naturally I was more than a bit intimidated. He obviously saw this.

A smirk graced his face and he crossed his arms. "Hey Marik, I don't think I've ever seen this one before." That was typical. Before I could stop myself I spoke, attempting to sound intelligent.

"An overwhelming percentage of the Earth's population has the same outlook as you, Bakura."

His grin turned into confused frown, he didn't understand. That had gone as I planned, even if I really didn't plan it. I was surprised though, when Marik laughed.

Both Bakura and I turned to him with puzzled expressions. "Why are you laughing, I don't get it." The white haired boy muttered.

"Well you wouldn't Bakura, you're a dumb ass." The accused dumb ass sneered and his cold eyes rested on me again.

"Anyway, you're wearing a Domino School uniform, are you new there or something?"

I was quite taken aback with that statement, a wave of disappointment crashed over me and I sighed. "I've been in your class since grade three." I choked, looking at Bakura, waiting for him to recognize me and apologize. That, of course, did not occur.

"Pfft, I've never seen you in my life."

I could feel tears burning behind my eyelids, begging to run free down my cheeks, but I wouldn't cry there. Not in front of them.

"Of course you haven't, after all I'm invisible to everyone except Ryou, and even he…"

"I see you, Malik." Marik's sharp voice sent shivers down my spine. I didn't turn to him, I just waited for him to finish. "You aren't invisible to me, you're…"

He was interrupted by a soft cry and I whipped around to see Ryou wiping a tear from one of his doe brown eyes. "Every one sees you, they just don't talk to you because…" he drifted off and sobbed again. I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Because what, Ryou. They're too afraid to be seen with the freak, the nobody." I spat the last word nastily and he shook his head, parting his lips to reply but I wouldn't let him. "YOU KNOW IT'S TRUE! I DON'T MEAN SHIT TO ANYBODY!"

His tears were now falling relentlessly, but I was so full of anger that I didn't even care. He started to back away and then took off running as fast as his slender legs allowed him to. The F.F., who had been staring in disbelief the entire time, went after him but I stayed there. I didn't want to see any of them right now.

"Um, I'm going to go back inside and make some popcorn, Marik. Come inside anytime…" Bakura glanced nervously from Marik to me and then opened the door to the house, disappearing behind it. Marik was looking at me in an odd way, like a child looks at the toy he has wanted. I tried to wave it off but it was too uncomfortable to bear.

I was about to tell him to stop when he pushed his finger to my lips and leaned in. "I like you Malik." He analyzed me up and down with that greedy look and then smirked. "Come here tomorrow and we'll get to know each other better."

I couldn't say anything. I nodded, then turned to walk home and as I did I could feel his eyes on my back, burning a hole into me like a hot laser. I felt terrible but at the same time, I was in heaven.