A/N: I decided to try a new story. Its kind of a mix of different things. Anyway many of the characters will be OOC so bare with me. The story will jump around a lot so I apologize but it was the only way I could see writing this. It will come together. Mai's age has been changed. This is AU. There will be appearances of several random OC's but they are simply there for minor purpose and will have no real baring on the story. The Yamis have their own bodies and are brothers to the Hikaris. Marik is Yami and Malik is hikari. Whew now that the long note is done... please let me know what you think, R&R and Enjoy

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Chapter One

Seto Kaiba's POV

Kaiba tore his eyes away from his work with a scowl as his alarm went off. He reluctantly saved his work before shutting down his computer and leaving his room. He knocked on his brother's door telling him it was time to get up, they had school.

That was a thought that irritated him. He was already the CEO of his own company. It was a joke that the government required him to attend high school. It was even more of a Joke that he was probably smarter than all the teachers hired to teach him. It didn't matter though he threw himself into school like he did everything else. He refused to allow himself to miss a single point on any Exam and he joined as many groups as possible, while still allowing himself time for his company and of course his little brother.

The sound of the shower running in Mokuba's room told him his brother was up and getting ready. Kaiba returned to his room and went through his bag, double checking he had all of his work done and his speech prepared, as always he did. He grabbed his bag and headed for the kitchen dropping the bag by the front door on the way. Kaiba decided on bacon and eggs for their breakfast. He went about preparing breakfast and waited for his brother to join him before eating.

"Good morning big brother!" Mokuba exclaimed throwing himself into the chair across from Kaiba.

"Good morning Mokuba, did you get all of your homework done?" Kaiba asked politely. It was his job to make sure his brother did his best in school as well as caring for him.

"Of course! Are you coming to my game after school?" Mokuba asked hesitantly. Kaiba cursed inwardly, he had completely forgotten.

"I wouldn't miss it." Kaiba said deciding to get some work done on his laptop before the game and go to KaibaCorp after the game. He would have to save whatever homework he received for after work and prepare for his meeting, he could miss a few hours of sleep it was nothing new.

"Thanks!" Mokuba said excitedly as he gathered the plates and placed them in the sink for the maid before hurrying to the door.

Kaiba followed behind typing out an email to his secretary on his phone. He grabbed his bag and sent the email before joining Mokuba in the limo. He replied to ten more emails before they dropped of Mokuba.

"Have a good day and behave." Kaiba spoke as his brother darted out of the limo.

"I will big brother!" Mokuba called over his shoulder as he hurried inside to talk to his friends before school started.

Serenity's POV

Serenity woke up when the alarm went off reaching over and shutting it off. A quiet groan next to her reminded her of the previous night. She pulled the blanket up to cover her naked chest before shaking her boyfriend.

"Tristan, get up, we have school." Serenity spoke while shaking Tristan's shoulder again.

"Do we have to?" Tristan moaned throwing an arm over his eyes to block out the light from the window.

"Yes. Wake up." Serenity said a small smile playing across her lips.

"I'm up." Tristan sighed sitting up and letting the blanket fall to his waist.

"Good." Serenity offered, before dragging herself out of bed and heading for the bathroom.

"Need any help in there?" Tristan called over the sound of the water.

"No..." Serenity called back a grin playing on her lips now.

"Are you sure you don't need help with all that hair?" Tristan replied, she could practically see his grin.

"Well... no, maybe help reaching my back." Serenity answered grinning as the door flew open.

Tea's POV

Tea tiptoed to the kitchen and peaked around the wall, her shoulder's sagged with relief finding it empty. She walked into the kitchen, stopping at the refrigerator to read the note pinned under a green magnet. She smiled her mom went to work early, breakfast was in the fridge. She frowned at that idea and opened the refrigerator.

She scowled at what sat in front of her. She let out a low sigh, her mother didn't seem to realize a dancer needed to watch what she ate. Tea carefully unwrapped the food and scrapped it into the trash can. She hated to waste food but she couldn't eat the stuff either. She tied up the trash bag and placed it in the bigger trashcan outside, where hopefully her mother wouldn't find it.

She went back to the kitchen and placed the now empty plate in the sink before grabbing a bottle of water. She grabbed her school bag and glanced down at her stomach and thighs and decided she would walk to school, she needed the exercise. She tried to remember what was on the menu for lunch, and figured how many calories she would burn walking to school, in physical education, and at dance practice. Either way she decided she should probably have a light lunch because she might not be able to eat light at diner in front of her mom.

Yami and Yugi – Yami's POV

Yami hurried through his shower so his brother Yugi could get in next. He toweled off and dressed before pulling his still damp tri – colored hair into a short pony tail. He opened the door and mumbled a good morning to his brother before heading for his room. He had plenty of time, he knew Yugi would take a while. He put his choker around his neck and slipped on his bracelets.

He reached under his bed and pulled out a bottle quickly swallowing a few pills, before putting the bottle in his bag. The pills would help him stay energized throughout the long day at school. He dug around a little more and pulled out a pack of cigarettes and pulled one out before replacing the pack in its hiding spot. He double checked that the water was still running before opening the window and lighting one.

The water turned off but he knew he still had time, Yugi would take a while to spike his hair and gel it to get it to stay up all day. He finished his cigarette and shut the window before spraying the room with cinnamon scented air freshener.

"Ready?" Yugi called through the door.

"Coming." Yami answered, leaving his room and following his brother down the stairs and through the game shop.

Yami walked along side his brother, he wouldn't let anyone mess with his little brother. He lost count of how many times he had been suspended from school for defending his brother, it didn't matter, he would do it again. He yawned, nightmares and thoughts kept him awake but he couldn't help that either. Anyone would have nightmares if they lived through what he did. He sighed and hurried to keep up with Yugi.

Yugi's POV

Yugi stood under the spray of water and carefully washing and conditioning his hair. He had a secret crush, one he wouldn't tell anyone about. He knew he didn't stand a chance. He was short and his voice still broke at awkward times, he hated it, his classmates made fun of him for both of those things.

It didn't help that they did it in front of his crush, and that was just embarrassing. She probably thought he was ridiculous, short with a squeaky voice, and got picked on. He frowned and rinsed out his hair. He knew he didn't stand a chance but he would still try. If his tri – colored hair didn't get him noticed then maybe his spikes would.

He thought about talking to his brother, he might have some advice, girls always seemed to follow him around, he wouldn't though, they weren't close anymore. He remembered them playing together constantly when they were kids, then Yami withdrew and closed up after the accident. Yugi choked back tears pushing that thought out of his mind.

He finished washing himself, dried off, and dressed before focusing on his hair carefully spiking and gelling it so that it stood straight up. He finished getting ready and called out to his brother, getting a whiff of cinnamon and something, he wasn't sure what. They left the game shop together and headed for the school, he stole glances at his brother. He was worried, his brother had that glazed look in his eyes, it never seemed to go away.

Joey's POV

Joey wasted no time getting up and getting ready for the day. The sooner he was done, the sooner he would be out of the house, the sooner he was out of the house the sooner his dad would fade into a memory for the next several hours, plus he would see his little sister. He pulled on his shoes and grabbed his knife from under his pillow. He shut the door to his room quietly. His dad was passed out on the couch beer bottles laying all over the floor. He sighed and slipped out of the apartment before heading down the street.

"Hey guys." Joey said doing the handshake with a few of his friends.

He walked along, content to stay quiet and listen to his friends talk about their latest conquest. They all seemed to boast about getting laid, each by some girl who would probably never hear from them again. They talked about their next party. Joey stayed out of that conversation, he was invited of course but he wouldn't go. He could stay home if he wanted to see someone get drunk.

A small bag was pressed into his hands. He stuck it into his pocket without looking at it. He knew what it was, their latest product. He would sell it, because he would get a cut of the profit and he would have money for food. It would hold him over until he got assigned to the next job.

He hoped it would be a car, he liked cars, they made him feel free, he could cruise in them, as long as he was careful; before turning them into his boss to be stripped for parts. He would do it, because he would then have money to keep the electricity on.

The school appeared in front of them. A large building with a few levels. He would be stuck there all day but he was okay with that, he ignored the grumbling of his friends. At least at school he would get a free meal.

Bakura and Ryou – Bakura's POV

Bakura glanced at the clock and shrugged before going to his closet and pulling out his box. He had managed to get about a hundred and fifty dollars. That would buy food and supplies for a few days. He stuffed the money in his pocket and pulled out a Diamond ring. He was sure it would sell for a decent amount at least enough money for the bills that month. He tucked the ring back into the box and pulled out a silver necklace, and grinned, that was all for himself. He slipped it around his neck.

He was a kleptomaniac, he knew it and he didn't care. At first it was nice to feel the rush and the excitement, the challenge of successfully getting away with stealing someone's precious items. It had surprised him how unobservant people really were, now he laughed at them, if they were that stupid they deserved to be robbed.

It was still fun to steal but now it had a purpose. Their father was no longer sending money like he used to. He didn't even send a birthday card. He practically forgot he even had two sons he had dumped in Japan. He knew if Ryou found out he might not be willing to take or use the money, he would be stressed. Bakura had hidden that from Ryou, he was the bigger brother, it was his job to provide for his younger brother.

He glanced at the clock again. It was time to go. He put his box away and shut the closet before grabbing his bag and meeting Ryou at the door.

"Here Ryou." Bakura said handing Ryou a twenty before locking the door and heading for school not waiting to see if Ryou was following.

Ryou's POV

Ryou glanced down at the money in his hand and stuffed it into his pocket with a small frown. He wondered where the money came from, he always wondered, but he never asked. He knew his father hadn't sent anything in a while. He figured it out when he saw his last birthday card. He had found it in Bakura's room. It had still been empty then.

He figured it out a few days later when his brother handed him two birthday cards, one from himself and one from their Father. The one from supposedly from their father was the same one he had seen in Bakura's room, complete with a forged signature. It all seemed to fall into place then. There hadn't been any mail from their father in a long time. It had hurt, he remembered the feeling well. He had put the cards down with shaking hands and threw his arms around his older brother, trying hard not to cry and to keep the smile glued to his face.

He wasn't stupid he knew his brother didn't have a job. He didn't know where the money came from and he wouldn't ask. Bakura was trying so hard to keep him happy and he didn't want to ruin that. He was afraid that if he ever found out and he would lose the only family he had left.

He followed his brother to school. He didn't have any friends. He preferred it that way though, or at least that's what he told himself. Friends would just leave eventually anyway. It's the way people were they left. He wouldn't close to anyone because he knew it would hurt when they left.

Mai's POV

Mai sat up with a groan, flinching when her arm brushed the sheets. She made herself glance at the white sheets hoping they wouldn't be stained red but she already knew they would be. Mai got out of bed and pulled the sheets off of the bed and piled them next to the door. The maid would get them and make the bed with clean sheets. She took a quick shower biting her lip as her fresh cuts were hit with the hot water.

She pulled on her skirt and boots before doing up her top. She tugged her boots on and made she her arms were clean and not bleeding before pulling on her arm warmers. They looked like a part of her outfit and no one would question it. She ate her breakfast alone quietly. The maids appeared cleaning up the dishes as she stood to leave.

She pulled her keys out of her purse and headed for her purple convertible. It was a birthday present. She remembered it well. It had almost been like a slap in the face. It came a week after her birthday, neatly wrapped in a bow. It screamed 'oops we forgot our only child's birthday so accept this expensive car.'

She missed her parents but they were never around. It seemed there was always some business meeting that was more important than her birthday, or Christmas, always more important than her. She had plenty of friends but they were superficial. They liked her because she had money. They could sit and gossip as much as they wanted, she could pretend to fit in but she knew they didn't understand. No one did, the staff who she knew better than her own parents were just there for the money.

Duke's POV

Duke woke up when he felt a hand snake around his waist. He sat up twisting around to look at the girl sleeping in his bed. She had blonde hair. He frowned trying to think of her name. Sarah, Samantha, Stacy..? He couldn't remember. All he knew was that for some reason the girl was still in his bed.

They all knew they were supposed to leave either this was a new girl or she was just stupid. He pulled himself out of bed and clapped loudly startling the girl awake. Her eyes opened revealing a pale green, it didn't bring a name to mind though.

"Sarah, get up, get dressed, get out." Duke said going with the first guess he had.

She looked rather startled. She must be new he decided, must be the first time he had slept with her. She didn't seem to be getting the hint. He grabbed the clothes strewn across his floor and tossed it to the girl before heading for the shower. He had school, maybe he would find a girl at his new public school and bring her home for the night.

"My name is Miranda!" The girl shouted her voice accompanied by a slamming door.

He shrugged putting in his dice earring, so he had been a little off. They couldn't honestly expect him to remember every girls name.

Marik and Malik – Marik's POV

"Marik! School!" Marik buried his face in his pillow to block out his brother pounding on his door.

"Alright!" Marik shouted back. Footsteps hurried away from his door.

He had a massive hang over and the light from the window was killing him. He would have to invest in some black out shades to cover the window. He dragged himself out of bed and yanked open the door. He stopped just in time to notice the bottle of aspirin and glass of water. His brothers doing, he smiled slightly.

He popped open the bottle and swallowed a few before downing the water. He groaned and ran for the bathroom emptying his stomach before dragging himself into the shower. He really wished the world would quit spinning. He hurried through the shower.

He shut his bedroom door quietly before the memories started. All the blood and the screaming, the lights flashing. It was way too early for that. He grabbed a bottle off of his dressed and downed half of it before the burn caught up with him and he gagged. He went back to the bathroom to brush his teeth before grabbing his bag and making sure his water bottles were filed with alcohol before meeting Malik to go to school.

Malik's POV

Malik pulled on his cargo pants and shoes and admired his body in the mirror. The front was perfect, he refused to look at his back. He pulled on his shirt, it covered the marks on his back just fine but left part of his stomach exposed, it was perfect.

He checked his hair for the third time it was perfect. Everything had to be perfect. He double checked his outfit, people would notice him, he wondered if he looked approachable, that was what he wanted, he wanted people to see him and think 'wow I should go talk to him.'

Deciding that his hair and clothes were perfect he moved on to his bag making sure everything was organized and ready to go. It was. He went to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water and stopped at the bathroom to grab some pain killers for his brother. He carefully sat his items on the floor and banged on the door to wake up his brother.

The shout startled him and he turned and hurried away from the door. He didn't want his brother mad at him. He stopped halfway down the hall and turned to make sure he hadn't spilled the water in his panic to get away.