AU: SO I have re-edited this story so it makes the chapters longer and it will flow better.

AUTHORS NOTE: I am so, so, so sorry that I haven't updated or posted a new story since well forever. I did not mean to disappear like that but I am back now and with a new story so people will you stop with the angry messages that I am not updating. Also this will be like my Christmas present.

Fading Hikari

Chapter 1

Ryou Bakura's life was always complicated. His only friends were Yugi Muto and Malik Ishtar. The three of them were al rather shy; which resulted in them being abused by the general school population. It also didn't help that Ryou and Malik were rather feminine, and Yugi was just short.

Now Malik was 5'2 with beautifully tanned skin. The naturally tanned skin was a result of him living in Egypt for most if his life. Malik had shoulder length dirty blonde hair; big, bright lavender eyes; and a cute button nose. He wore a light purple sleeveless sweater, black skinny jeans, and a gold band on his upper arm.

Yugi was 4'9 with porcelain white skin. He had gravity defying black star shaped hair that was rimmed in magenta, and golden bangs that lay softly against his forehead. Like Malik, Yugi wore black jeans with Chuck Taylors, but he paired it with a black muscle shirt. Yugi's most interesting feature had to be his large jewel like eyes. They were two deep pools of amethyst that were filled with childlike innocents.

Finally there was Ryou, who stood just short of Malik at 5'. He had beautiful snow white skin, and light silvery hair that fell neatly past his shoulders. He had memorizing doe brown eyes that were filled with love and passion. Ryou, unlike his friends, choose to wear a pair of light faded jeans and a blue and white stripped t-shirt.

Now their day was going fine; until three new students showed up and turned their lives upside down.

Bakura's P.O.V

"I don't fucking understand why we have to go to this shitty new school!" Marik growled.

"We're changing schools because you had to go and bite someone," Yami snapped. I sighed and started massaging my temples to ward of my oncoming headache. The two idiots causing said headache were Yami Atemu and Marik Ishizu. Yami was the strong silent type who had a good sense of justice. He had black star shaped hair that was rimmed in blood red, and had golden streaks jetting up to the tips of his hair. Yami had crimson eyes and the dark leather clothing that followed his name sake. Marik was almost opposite of Yami in every way; meaning that he was loud. Between his almost glowing magenta eyes and his sadistic smirk you just knew he was trouble; hell even his hair screamed insanity. Marik's wardrobe was no better; all he ore was black muscle shirts and black shredded jeans.

"Damn it; Bakura can you explain to him that I had no choice in the matter!" Marik shouted.

"Sorry Marik as much as I hate to agree with the fucking pharaoh he is right," I stated sadly.

"Whatever; it still sucks though," Marik whined.

"That it does Marik," I sighed, "that it does."

Chapter 2

Yugi's P.O.V

I really HATED gym. Not only because I was small or picked on, but the fact that it was one of the many classes I was completely alone. So when Mr. Katamei announced we were getting a new student I was not thrilled. It just meant someone else that could pick on me. "Class I would like you to meet Yami Atemu." Mr. K motioned to the person standing next to him. The person beside him was only slightly taller than Malik and had similar skin to him as well, but the most shocking thing was that he looked like me. He had the same star shaped hair but rimmed in crimson and he had a few more golden bangs then I did; instead of large violet eyes like me he had smaller more sinister red eyes. Yami was dressed in a tight black muscle shirt and black leather pants with studded belts criss-crossing on his waist.

"Free time class," Mr. Katamei stated before heading back to his office. I just sighed and walked over to the benches by the wall and sat down. As I had already stated I hated gym, and I hated it even more when we were given free time. The popular guys would start up a football game on one side and Anzu would host cheerleading practice on the other. So if you didn't play football and weren't a cheerlead it made for a very long gym class.

"Don't like gym much little one?" a deep baritone voice asked from beside me. I quickly turned to the right; only to come face to face with the new student.

Yami's P.O.V

I had noticed the little one staring at me when I was introduced and something I my heart jumped when I saw those large violet eyes looking at me. I could tell by those eyes that he was completely pure in every sense of the word. So when the teacher gave us free time I knew that I wanted to spend it talking to him. I quickly made my way across the gym to the bench the little one was occupying and asked, "Don't like gym much little one?"

"His head snapped up immediately before answering in the sweetest voice I had ever heard, "Not really; I'm not coordinated enough to play sports. Oh and I am Yugi Mouto."

"Well Yugi it is a pleasure to meet you," I stated and took a seat beside him on the bench before holding out my hand for him to shake. He did so instantly and I took notice of how soft his hands were and how small they were.

"So Y-Yami what do y-you think o-of the school?" Yugi asked as his small hand pulled away from mine.

"Well little one it is definitely bigger than my old school was."

"If y-you want me to I c-could show y-you to your n-next class." A blush appeared on his cheeks as he uttered this and ducked his to avoid being seen. I chuckled at his shyness and curled my finger under his chin feeling sparks on my skin as I did so.

"That would be greatly appreciated little one; I have A.P English next block," I whispered gently.

"R-really?"

"Will it be a problem for you little one?"

"Not at all; in fact I have A.P English next block as well."

"Then why don't you go get changed. I will wait for you at the door; then you can show me where our next class it," I stated. Yugi nodded before quickly heading towards the change rooms; leaving me standing there with a smile on my face.

Ryou's P.O.V

I already had a feeling that today was going to be full of surprises; so when our home room announced that we were getting a new student I was slightly worried. "Class I would like you to meet Bakura Alfeka," the teacher states as she gestures to the guy that looks astonishingly like me. He had messy white almost silver hair; and harsh burgundy eyes. His lips were pulled back into a snarl that just screamed horrible blood lust and death. He defiantly was a good few inches taller than me. His style was also rather abrasive' he was dressed in tight, black, shredded jeans and a red graphic t-shirt with an imploding animal on it. "Well Mr. Alfeka," the teacher stated bringing me out of my musing.

"Bakura is just fine," he said in a gruff voice.

"Alright," she said and pointed towards me," please have a seat next to Ryou in the back."

Bakura's P.O.V

I snickered at the thought of how Marik was handling his morning spare. Truthfully we were all glad to have left our old school; because almost everyone there was a complete idiot. Hell the only reason we even went to school was to find our mate or Hikari; the one person that could balance us out, and they weren't at our old school.

"Class I would like you to meet Bakura Alfeka," the teacher stated gesturing to me. I just snarled at the silent room, "Well Mr. Alfeka."

"Bakura is just fine," I grunted.

"Alright; please have a seat next to Ryou," she said and pointed to the boy in the back that made my heart freeze. Sitting in the back as the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. The boy had similar hair to me, but his was well-kept; georgics doe brown eyes; and perfect paper white skin.

"Whatever," I grunted before walking over to the seat beside Ryou. Said person smiled shyly before turning back to the front. Class ran smoothly; the teacher had placed some notes on the board and told us to copy them down before going back to her desk. This meant that when you were finished you had a free period. Quickly jotting down the notes; I spent the rest of the period studying Ryou.

The boy had a rather feminine build; and his short height did nothing to help it. His skin had a healthy glow to it despite its pale pigment. His shoulder white hair feel neatly; not a hair out of place. The most interesting thing about the boy had to be his honey brown eyes. They were like to big pools of warmth that just radiated kindness that just drew me to them.

"Ryou could you come here for a moment please," the teacher stated; making Ryou stand up and quickly walk over to her desk. Giving me a chance to see what he was working on; because like me he had quickly finished the notes.

Ryou's P.O.V

"Yes Mrs. Tachi; what can I do for you?" I asked politely.

"I want you to show Bakura to his next class."

"W-what class does he have next?"

"A.P English."

"R-really?"

"I can give you a pass if you are worried about being late."

"No that is alright I have A.P English as well so there is no need."

"Very well then please inform Bakura that you have been assigned to escort him to his next class," Mr. Tachi said as she looked back down at the assignment on her desk. Sighing I quickly returned to my desk, put my sketch away, and pulled out a piece of paper to write Bakura a note because I knew that I was not going to be able to talk to him even if I wanted to, and I did want to talk to him. Unfortunately my shyness would just get in the way.

Bakura's P.O.V

When that note touched my hand I was shocked. Ryou didn't seem like the person to pass a note unless absolutely necessary; so I quickly unfolded it and read:
Hello Bakura.
My name is Ryou if you hadn't guessed already. Mr. Tachi has requested that I show you to your next class; if that is alright with you. Please reply if you have no objections.

I smiled lightly before leaning over to Ryou and whispering," That would be greatly appreciated Ryou." Ryou jumped at my actions and turned to face me. A light blush covered his face as he opened his mouth to speak; only to cut off by the bell. Still looking slightly flustered from being startled; he simply started packing up his stuff before heading towards the door. Only looking back to make sure I was following; which I was.