Disclaimer: I do not own yu-gi-oh or any of the characters

This story was made waaay back, and I quit writing to focus on school. Now that its the Christmas holidays I found myself missing writing, so now I'm back. First things first, I'm fixing up all my previous stories (looking back now I shudder and cringe at how horribly they've been written...) so...enjoy I guess!

Marik's POV

B'RING! B'RING! B'RING!

The shrill rings of my alarm clock echoed throughout the house. How anyone could have a nice morning after being rudely awakened by that blasted thing is beyond me.

Resisting the temptation to smash it to bits, I turned it off calmly, and sluggishly sat up on my bed...well, if you could call it a bed. For a brief glorious second I realised being up early meant more time for gaming! yes! But then I remembered...school.

Yeah, that's right. School.

I mean, Ishizu has already forced me move away from my home town, and abandon all my friends! Well, not really friends...they bullied me and called me names and stuff but...but well, that's not the point! She's decided to torture me even more by forcing me to attend "school", some lame place kids are forced to go to learn.

When I asked her why she told me I needed to get a "Proper education". Proper education my ass! I know she's doing this just to torture me..how dare she! I am the great Marik Ishtar! What more could I possibly need to know? Besides, who needs to be smart when you're as sexy as I am! I can get by just fine because I look like a damn super model!

"Marik! I don't hear you moving! Get out of bed and get ready or you're going to be late!" Ishizus' high pitched shout from downstairs. Ugh.

"Fine! Just don't expect me to be in a good frigging mood when I get down there!" I screeched back, reluctantly sliding out of bed to get dressed while grumbling to myself. Okay, so I'm being a bit of a drama queen. But i'm going to have to go to school! filled with people! who are lesser than me, the great Marik Ishtar!

I took a look at the uniform I was expected to wear every day I was attending school. It was so ugly! How was I supposed to show off my good looks in this drab thing? It didn't even let me show any skin! And don't even get me started on the colour choice.

Pulling on the trousers and shirt was easy enough, but then I got the the length of red material. I've seen those stuck up business types wearing them around their necks before.

"How the hell do you wear this damn thing...?" I mumbled to myself, already having knotted it. A few minutes later I let out an exasperating sigh and stormed downstairs, pulling on the school blazer.

"Marik, you're going to be late! It's your first day too!" Ishizu said, sounding panicked as I casually walked down the stairs. Tch, I can take however damn long I want!

"Ishizu!" I dragged out the name, I know she hates when I do that "can you so this?" I whined while holding up the red bit of material I was expected to be able to knot properly every school day.

She shook her head " Hopeless,hHere, I'll show you how to tie it." she walked around behind me, took the tie and began to knot it around my neck "pay attention Marik, I'm only doing this once, you need to learn to do it yourself." she snapped.

I tried my best to keep up with what she was doing but she did it way too fast for me to keep up! I think she did that on purpose...one look at her smirk and I realise that yes, she did do it on purpose. If I can't even tie a tie, how the hell does Ishizu expect me to last a day in a school?

"There we go!" she said cheerfully as she took in the sight of me in a school uniform. "Marik you look so mature!"

"Well,don't get used to it, I'm going to be kicked out from this stupid school in under a week" I huffed. Yes, still huffing. And I will not be stopping any time soon!

"Marik, look at the time! If you don't leave now you're going to be late!" she gently pushed me towards the door but stopped "Wait! You haven't eaten yet! If you're quick you can-"

"Ishizu calm down! You're been practically shouting all morning. I'm fine I'm not even that hungry." I said faking a smile. I was starving.

After waving my goodbyes I hopped onto my motorcycle. I loved my motorcycle. It had taken months of begging and grovelling to Ishizu to let me buy one and pay for lessons. But it was all worth it in the end. Now I look ten times sexier!

Riding towards the new school I suddenly began to get very nervous. What if I don't make any friends? What if everyone hates me? Wow Marik listen to yourself! how pathetic.

I soon decided thinking negatively would probably give me a negative outcome, so instead I thought about how sexy I must look, and how taken back everyone will be when I walk into school. I mean, I am pretty damn sexy.

A sudden thought occurred to me. I'm joining about a month into the school year. I groaned as I realised how difficult it was going to be for me to fit in and catch up with work.

This was going to be a hard year.

Bakura's POV

"..new student joining today! Yeah he's..."

"I heard he's Egyptian! Can you imagine? A..."

"...can't wait to see him!"

Bakura tried his best to drown out the excited chatter of his fellow students hyping about some new kid. Why were they all so worked up about it? It's just some kid.

I give him a week in this hell hole before he has a breakdown and transfers. I myself drove the last transfer out of here. I uknowingly smirked too himself, catching the attention of his younger twin Ryou.

"What's with that smirk Bakura?" he asked curiously.

"Nothing, just reminiscing I guess. So, there's a new kid joining?" his smirk widened as he said this.

"Bakura, don't be mean to him. You haven't even met him yet, he could be a really nice guy. Maybe you could even be friends with him." God, Ryou was always such an innocent kid. It would make me sick if he wasn't my twin.

Ryou is my twin in looks, but our personalities are polar opposites. On one hand, I was seen to be cold, distant, uncaring. While Ryou is seen as a happy, cheerful and caring guy. He was the favourite out of us. I don't let that thought get me down. Why should I care what other people think about me?

"Hah," I laughed bitterly "Like anyone would want to be friends with me. Besides, its easier to just be mean. More fun too."

"B-but Bakura...you've never had any friends. I'm the only one you talk too.." Ryou said slowly and reluctantly, looking like I was about to punch him out of offense.

I just sighed at him. "You're not like me Ryou, you wouldn't understand." Sure, it sounds cliché, but I just threw it out to end the conversation.

I resumed staring blankly ahead of me again trying to drown out the annoying gossip of the other students around me, but not before the teacher entered the room and silenced everyone for me.

He did his daily morning ritual. He says the same thing everyday, he kind of reminds me of a robot. Even his movements are slightly robotic. I ignored the words coming out of his mouth and instead imagined him as a robot for my own amusement. Yes, I am childish. Sue me. Suddenly the teacher broke his daily ritual

"As I'm sure a lot of you are aware at this point, we have a new student! Please welcome him to the class." he gestured awkwardly to the door, and the new student walked through.

I stared as he walked to the front of the class, pausing to look at the teacher, then averted his gaze to take in the sights of the classroom and the students. I couldn't help but stare. He looked so...out of place. His skin was dark tanned, and not a single imperfection on it. In quite the contrast to his skin he had light blond hair, nearly white. His eyes where violet, pretty rare colour I guess, never seen them before.

I suddenly realised I was starting, and to make it worse the new student had noticed. Our eyes where locked, but I quickly broke eye contact by turning to stare out the window. "Just great" I thought to myself "He probably thinks I actually care about having a new student or something"

"Can you introduce yourself to the class?" The teacher asked the new student.

"O-okay." Oh, so he's shy? "My name is Marik and I moved here from Egypt. I hope I can make some friends here" he chirped happily with a wide smile. Never mind, definitely not shy.

I rolled my eyes at the cheesy introduction, but was surprised at his voice. It was high and kind of nasally. It also made him sound feminine. Now that I think about it he does look like a girl, if you squint.

"You can take the seat at the back of the room Marik" The teacher gestured to the seat to the right of me.

Oh great, he's probably going to try to talk to me now. I inwardly groaned at this. I wasn't the best conversationalist and he certainly didn't want to be friends with this strange exotic new student.

Marik sat in the seat beside him and immediately turned to him and said in a cheerful voice

"Hey! My names Marik," He smiled and added "but you already know that. What's your name?" He asked, reaching out a hand for me to shake.

I paused, unsure what to do. I considered ignoring him completely. In the end I just turned my head away from him, not taking his hand.

"Bakura" I answered shortly.

He seemed upset that I didn't take his hand, but the smile quickly returned to his was with this guy? He's too cheerful. It's weird and I don't like it.

"So, uh, what class is this?" he asked innocently.

The kid seriously didn't know? Wasn't it pretty obvious with all of the numbers and equations up on the walls? Has this kid even seen a school before? You'd swear he hadn't.

"Maths" I answered back quickly, hoping that would satisfy him and get him to stop talking to me.

"What's Maths?"

Now, normally I'd just laugh at such a weird joke, but one look at the kids face and I knew he was serious. He didn't know what maths was? Why was he even here if he didn't know something as simple as that?

"Its numbers and equations. How can you not know what maths is?" I asked curiously, deciding I might as well talk to the kid. It's not like I was going to pay attention to class anyway.

Mariks POV

From the looks Bakura was throwing me, I could tell he thinks I'm weird. It wasn't my fault I didn't have a clue about this stupid school education system.

I spent a majority of the lesson questioning Bakura about the lesson, not understanding a thing that was going on. He didn't seem annoyed to my surprise. In fact he seemed grateful because he didn't have to bother listening to the teacher. At least I won't be the only one with low grades.

Then again at least he understands the stuff somewhat...

Suddenly a really loud bell sound chimed throughout the entire school. I questioningly look at Bakura who seemed amused that I didn't know what It meant.

He got up from his seat and told me "That means the class is over. We have 5 minutes before every new class to get our stuff from our lockers."

"er, I don't have a locker yet.." I replied. Why was school so frigging complicated?

"Bakura!" I heard the teacher shout at the front of the room "You have been excused from all your classed before lunch so you can show Marik around the school. If that's okay with you, of course?"

He could see Bakura had mixed emotions from this. He probably didn't want to have to bother explaining every little thing to me, or being around me for that matter, but at the same time he wouldn't have to go to classes.

"Yes, sir" he replied.

"Good. He can get his timetable and locker key from the front desk. Be sure too show him where everything is!" and with that the teacher left, leaving the two the only ones remaining in the classroom.

I looked over to Bakura who was now staring at me indifferently.

"Do I have something on my face?" I asked after a few moments of silence.

"No, I was just wondering how someone could be such an idiot" he smirked, referring to how little I knew about school.

"Hey! I've never been too a school before! It's not like it's my fault or anything!" I shouted back, trying to defend whatever shred of dignity I had left after today.

"Well, the schools pretty big and I have a lot of explaining to do. Best get started now." and with that he smirked and walked to the door, indicating for me too follow.

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