HI!
I'm so excited about this. My first Yu Gi Oh fanfic.
Summary-
Yugi, Joey, Ryou and Malik are the losers of Domino High, always being overlooked by everyone and they liked it just like that. They refuse to pretend to be people they aren't and they would rather be nobodies, then change themselves. They also dislike the 4 rulers of Domino High, the most popular and hotest guys, Seto Kaiba, Bakura Tozokuo, Mariku Nakamura and Yami Sennen. But it seems like the 4 kings are interested in our 4 favourite losers.
Seto and Joey do nothing but bicker and insult eachother, but what happens when they start to get to know each other better and start to get along.
Malik was always quiet and reserved, will he be able to handle crazy and mischevious Mariku, and will Mariku be able to get the closed off and stoic Malik to open up. He makes it his mission to try but what happens when he starts developing deeper feelings.
Bakura is feared in the halls of Domino High and he's used to people cowering in fear at the sight of him, but what happens when Ryou seems to not only not fear him, but also want to be his friend?
Yugi hates the egotistical and smug Yami with a passion. He wants to go through the rest of high school without even speaking to Yugi, but his plan fails when they are made partners for a major project. Meanwhile Yami couldn't have been more thrilled to get Yugi as a partner.
This isn't a typical Yami x Yugi story, about how yugi falls for yami at first sight and they fall in love blah blah blah. My story is longer and involves longer and more chapters and it won't be one moment they hate eachother and then in the next chapter they are madly in love.
So to recap if you didn't get it this story will contain
Puzzleshipping
Bronzeshipping
Tendershipping
Puppyshipping
If you don't like any of these pairings then this isn't a story for you, since these pairings are major and I mean major. Some chapters will focus solely one one of these pairs if not all of them. but if you like them please read on. :)
Disclaimer- I don't own Yugioh!
Warnings- Swearing and maybe some offensive language, so I sincerly hope I don't offend anyone.
Now without further ado cahpter 1!
Hope you enjoy ! ^^
Too School for Cool
Chapter 1- Popularity Contest
The sun was just beginning to rise, the dim light washing over the city known as Domino. As the sun rose higher and higher into the sky, its light illuminated the various tall buildings, skyscrapers and houses, warming up the chilly air of the night, signalling that it was time for everyone to awaken from their deep slumbers and begin their new day.
Rays of sunshine peaked in through the cracks of blinds, illuminating what looked like a 16 year olds bedroom.
Dark purple walls covered with layers of posters of various deck monsters, against one wall stood a large book shelf, one shelf was the home of a large array of books, varying form thickness and the one right beneath it was proudly displaying a prized collection of various old knick knacks imported from Egypt, all very ancient and holding millions years of history within them. At the very left corner of the square shaped room was a desk, neatly organized, pens and pencils all neatly arranged in a row, with crisp white lined sheets of paper ready to be used whenever needed to be used. Hanging from the chair was a back book bag, all packed and ready to go.
And in the furthest right corner of the room lay twin sized bed. On that bed was a purple quilt, covering a small lump curled into a ball.
The bundle was rhythmically rising and falling, gentle breaths and light snores could be heard coming from it, signifying that whoever was under the covers was obviously alive and peacefully asleep.
Well they were asleep until-
"Yugi wake up, it's time for school", called an old gruff voice from behind the door.
The lump on the bed shifted slightly, the sound of rustling loud in the quiet room. Then with a loud, tired and annoyed groan, the lump jerked up to reveal a fair skinned boy, with frazzled blonde bangs, and black hair with amethyst tips, all messed up, looking like an overdone afro. The boys pale hands came up to rub his round childlike face, trying to wake himself up, fists rubbing over his incredibly large and beautiful shinning amethyst eyes.
"Okay Grandpa I'm up", the boy known as Yugi called down, in attempt to signify to his grandfather that he was indeed awake and that hid grandpa didn't need to wake him up. He shuddered slightly remembering the freezing cold bucket shower in bed he had courtesy of his grandpa because he was too stubborn to get up.
Sighing, Yugi kicked off his quilt and swung his legs to the other side of the bed, feeling chills as his bare feet hit the cold floor.
He then rose to his full height, which wasn't that tall really. Many peoples' guess at first glance was that he was probably around 12-14 years old, which really annoyed him to no end. He was 16, turning 17 in July, though his small height, slim figure and childlike face with his wide innocent eyes did nothing but add to their impression of him, he thought annoyed as he ran a hand through his soft hair, groggily making his way to the other side of the room towards his closet.
He slid the closet door open with a loud creak, the loud piercing noise awakening his senses slightly. He quickly discarded his pyjama on the floor (an oversized t shirt and black boxers) and slipped into his high school uniform, proceeding to grab his brush and began to run it through his hair in attempt to calm his crazy hairdo.
When he was done he stood in his full length mirror to evaluate his appearance. His unruly hair was now styled in a star shaped way, blonde bangs framing his face, and the tips of the points of his hair were accented with light amethyst hairs. He was dresses in a regular white t shirt with dark blue pants, and a matching dark blue jacket with a high collar on top. Of course he had added his own personal touch to his uniform by adding on a black leather belt, hanging from his waist along with a buckle necklace securely fastened around his neck.
High school, he thought distastefully as he grabbed his black bag from the chair, exiting his room, making his way down the stairs towards the kitchen.
He hated that place. It was the stupidest and dumbest waste of time in his life. Now it wasn't all the education that got on his nerves like it did for most people. No, he actually enjoyed learning. He was an average student but he always had a fascination for learning new things.
It was the student body within that school and what they stood for that irked him to no end.
In his opinion, high school was a nothing more than a bunch of stuck up, stereotypical teenagers, all gathered together in one building, getting caught up in the latest trends, imitating the actions of others to get noticed. It was like monkey see monkey do, but that was a tad bit too insulting.
After all, monkeys were more intelligent than that he thought with a smirk.
All in all it was nothing more than a huge popularity contest.
There were those who were at the top of the popularity ladder, the group of carefully selected students, with a perfect body and almost godlike beauty, ruling the school with an iron fist choosing who was cool and who was drool.
Next were all of their little lapdogs, various girls and guys trying way too hard to get noticed. How did they do that?
By changing who they are and how they act just to get included, to feel like they belong and ruining other's lives through ridicule and bullying.
People lie; pretend to be someone that they aren't, just for the sake of being accepted, he learned that the hard way.
The sense of belonging, not wanting to feel left out, being excluded from the group, that's what everyone craves.
And to keep their position of 'authority', they need to protect it by putting down anyone who stands in their way, and crushing them like an insignificant bug.
They made sure to make others around them feel so bad about themselves so that they're no longer a threat in contaminating the species of 'perfect' individuals who think of themselves as a whole other race of organisms, most if not all, not even knowing what that word means.
Though Yugi found that to be very stupid.
He wasn't like all those other fakes, hiding behind a mess of makeup or behind a made up personality for the sake of acceptance.
No, he believed that everyone should just be who they are, say what they mean, think how they want to think, but of course, thinking this way in high school, already made him a part of the outcast group.
Not that he minded though, he'd rather be an outcast then some stuck up snob, pretending to like a certain type of music that would make him want to stab his ears with pencils, or dress in a certain way that he would never want to.
He was himself and that suited him just fine, though it didn't sit right with all his classmates and peers. They thought of him as the so called freak, the weird kid who didn't know what was in, the loser for not having this or that. To him it wasn't much of a problem though, he had his friends, and that was all that he needed to get through the tortures that everyone calls high school.
He thought as he entered the kitchen, the delicious aromas of his grandfather's cooking invading his nose, making his mouth water and his stomach growl.
He looked around the kitchen for the source of that smell. It was a bright room because of all the light shinning in through the window on his left, and all the light orange Wooden cabinets and light orange walls. He smiled as he saw the gourmet breakfast that his grandfather had prepared for him, a large cheese omelette, accompanied with two slices of buttered toast and a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.
"Well good morning to you my boy", he heard a cheerful, old voice say, the same one who had given him his wake up call earlier.
Sitting down at the table, Yugi turned his head, a bright smile plastered on his face as he faced Solomon Mutou, his grandfather, cooking in front of the stainless steel stove, situated between the silver fridge and light orange counter top. He was wearing his regular pair of bluish green overalls with a long sleeved white collared shirt. His old wrinkled face was beaming with happiness, a wide smile on his lips, his chin sporting a bushy grey beard along with a little grey moustache right under his nose, his bangs seemed to have a strange fringe to them (which was probably where Yugi inherited his strange hair style from) and his wide amethyst eyes twinkling with joy as well as knowledge that a man as old and wise as he could know.
"Morning to you to grandpa", Yugi greeted cheerfully and then with no hesitation he quickly grabbed his fork, scooped some of the omelette up with it and brought it to his mouth where he felt the cheese melt on his tongue, savouring the taste of his grandpa's fine cooking skills.
"What time do you need to be at the airport today?" he asked his grandpa before taking a bite of the toast, feeling some crumbs on his cheeks but choosing to ignore them.
His grandfather sighed and responded with a "well, the plane is leaving at 6 pm so Arthur will probably pick me up around 5, and from there we'll board the plane to Egypt. I can't wait, apparently the discovered a new tomb and wanted us to be the first to study it before removing anything", his grandfather said, his voice littered with the same excitement a child's would hold right before opening presents under a Christmas tree.
Yugi had to smile at that. His grandfather loved his job, it brought him the most joy in his life, well it was second to his friends and family but it still brought him a wave of excitement and joy whenever he heard that there was something new discovered. Solomon Mutou was a very famous and well known archaeologist, and he prided himself in that. Even though he was already retired from that job, no working comfortable at home managing the game shop that was right underneath their home, he still made it a priority to visit various digging sights whenever he was called and share his knowledge and expertise with anyone who needed it.
"But" he continued "I'll be back before tomorrow so you won't be home alone to long Yugi".
Yugi just rolled his eyes, already finished with the toast ad omelette; he grabbed the glass of orange liquid and drank it all down.
Like he said, the only thing to actually keep Solomon away from a site long enough was his family.
"Don't worry grandpa take all the time you need".
Solomon smiled at his beloved grandson.
"By the way, did Yuki tell you when she'll be able to visit".
Yugi smiled brightly at the mention of his little sister, Yuki Mutou. She was 14 years old, and she was studying at a music academy in America to become a singer. He missed his sister dearly, but he would never want to keep her from her dreams. She was extremely talented, and really had a chance to make it, he thought with pride. At first she seemed hesitant to go because of their shortage on money, but now that she got in, she was working her butt off to make sure that that money never goes to waste.
"Ya she e-mailed saying that everything's fine and that me that she'll be coming near summer break", he responded and watched as his grandfathers face broke into a large warm grin.
"Well that's good, I'm happy for her, and can't wait to see her. You better leave soon, I'm sure Joey will be waiting for you by now".
"Ya I guess you're right", Yugi said with a sigh, "Bye grandpa".
He called as he stepped out of the kitchen and made his way down the corridor to the large wooden mahogany door. Frowning as he slipped into his shoes. A new day, great joy, he thought sarcastically as he opened the door and stepped outside.
"Bye Yugi have a good day" he faintly heard his grandfather call to him.
Sighing, he carefully adjusted the back pack on his back, and started to walk in a familiar route. His black boots making a slight tap tap tap sound on the concrete sidewalk as he passed by various homes, smiling and waving at all his neighbours who were getting caught up in their morning routines.
He said good morning to his next door neighbour, Mrs. Campoli, a kind elderly woman with grey stands of hair up in curlers, kneeling in front of her house at her garden, tending to her bright pink and purple petunias and prized winning roses. She turned to Yugi and flashed him a bright smile, waving at him with a hand covered by forest green gloves covered in black earthy soil.
He then waved at Mr. Byrne, another one of his friendly neighbours, who was dressed in a dark tailored suit; mug filled with what Yugi guessed was coffee in his left hand, retrieving his folded newspaper from his patio.
"G'mornin' Yugi, lovly mornin' ain't it", he greeted Yugi with a heavy accent, stepping into his shiny silver car.
"Good morning sir", Yugi answered back, and he had to agree that it was a beautiful day, it was nice and warm, the sun was shining brightly, the birds chirping, flying with grace and gliding around in the cloudless sky with ease.
He continued walking, waving at many more people as he passed by. He knew practically everyone here in his neighbourhood, he loved saying good morning to them and seeing them smile. Everyone said that he was good hearted by nature.
Coming to the intersection of Lawrence Rd and Joan Dr. he stopped to wait at the red light, watching as various cars whizzed by at high speeds, all in a rush to get to their busy jobs. But even when the light turned green, he still stayed where he was.
He leaned against the light pole, looking down Lawrence Road almost like he was expecting someone.
"Yug' sorry I'm late", screamed out a voice in a thick Brooklyn accent from across the road, loud and clear even in the midst of all the noise created by the cars.
Yugi just grinned and pushed himself up. Right on time, he thought, looking around to see a familiar mop of shaggy blonde hair, shinning n the sun, bobbing up and down in the middle of a crowd of people.
As the head came closer and closer, Yugi could make out how the owner of that hair looked like. It was a boy, about 16 years old from the looks of it, dressed in an identical uniform to Yugi's. He was of average height, taller than Yugi, with a nice tanned face and bright honey brown eyes sparkling with excitement and happiness.
Joey Wheeler.
He was Yugi's best friend ever since Joey stood up for him when he was being bullied in kinder garden.
Let's just say they had become inseparable since then.
Many people thought of Joey as ill tempered, loud mouthed, annoying and irrational. Most adults looking at him in disgust because of his past experiences in a gang and teachers looking at him as if he was nothing more than a stupid lifeless sack of potatoes. But to Yugi he was a great and dependable friend, always there when he needed him and always ready to get him to smile with his clown like personality.
He was the complete opposite of Yugi himself but that was probably why they made such good friends, he though, smiling and waving at Joey as he weaved his way around the crowd.
They made up for what the other lacked, Yugi had brains since Joey wasn't the sharpest tool in the tool shed and Joey usually protected him and stood up for him, something Yugi wasn't really used too.
Watching as Joey was crossing the road; Yugi felt his smile falter slightly as he saw a bandage covering Joey's left cheek.
Another thing about being Joey's best friend was the deep trust between the two of them. They could tell each other anything and know that the latter would never tell a soul about it or betray them.
So it was no wonder that Yugi knew about Joey's father's constant abuse.
He had been suspicious at fist that something was going on. After his mother and father divorced, Joey had been coming to school with scratches and bruises covering his face and arms though most people bought his excuses of being clumsy. It was after all Joey they were talking too, they wouldn't be surprised if the blonde would have fell down a flight of stairs form the top floor of a building. So they all shrugged it off.
But it wasn't long before Yugi got suspicious of something going on. He knew that something was going on and it wasn't long before he found out that Joey's dad beat him in a drunken rage.
Joey seemed to notice the look in his eyes when he said.
"Don't worry so much, I'm fine, honestly it's not as bad as it seems".
"Ya, ya I know", Yugi mumbled as they started continuing their walk to school together.
He knew that it was never as bad as it seemed, it was always worse. After all Joey's father had been getting away with the abuse for about 5 years without even one single children's services worker coming to check up on them. He always beat Joey were it could be covered, where the marks could be concealed and kept a secret from the world.
His father was a smart bastard, being a successful business man, life was smooth sailing for him, until his divorce that is. And yet he seemed to shake it off, no one expected him to do anything negative, but it seemed that they were wrong. Mr. Wheeler may have given off the impression that he was fine, but in reality his whole world had come crashing down. He became a mess, excessive drinking and gambling had become his new main focuses on life and he seemed to have a new habit of always blame others for his misfortunes and bad luck. The only person around was Joey. He took out all his anger and frustrations out on him, the only way he knew how, physically. He always did it carefully, bruising various areas that no one would see or know about.
Though if he was drunk enough he sometimes lost his control easier and gave Joey a black eye or scar, much like the one he had under that bandage, though Joey usually hid those really well too with the help of concealer.
That earned him a whole bunch of new fresh bruises, Yugi remembered with shudders. When his father had found out that his son was buying makeup, well, it wasn't pretty. He accused Joey of being a little gay "fag" and swore that if he didn't change his ways his ass would be sleeping outside.
But Joey never said anything to anyone about it, but him. No matter how many times Yugi had begged and pleaded for Joey to go to the authorities on this cruel treatment, he always rejected it, giving out multiple excuses of why he couldn't do it. His father was the only one to take care of him. His mother had taken his little sister Serenity and they had both moved out of Domino far away. His mother was going through some rough times and he didn't want to be a bother to them.
If there was one thing that the young Brooklyn boy hated, it was depending on someone to help solve his problems. He had to learn how to survive by himself at a young age, and it just became his nature, Yugi thought sourly, remembering all the times that he had offered Joey to stay with him and his grandfather and how Joey always refused, not wanting to intrude.
"-gi, Yugi! Are ya even listening?"
Joey's agitated voice penetrated the haze Yugi's thoughts had been in. Blinking up at Joey, he grinned sheepishly and shook his head.
Joey gave an irritated sigh. He really should have expected this; Yugi always was one to lose himself in his imaginary world easily. And most people thought he spaced out a lot.
"I said Malik and Ryou are waiting for us over there", he grumbled whilst pointing somewhere to the right.
Following the direction of Joey's finger with his gaze, Yugi gladly spotted his two other friends chatting to each other. They were both wearing the same uniform as him and Joey, but they looked completely opposite. One of them was about Yugi's height, with long white fluffy hair cascading down his back reaching his waist, pale white skin with wide chocolate brown doe eyes always looking soft and kind, he (yes he, even though he looked feminine, Yugi knew he was indeed male) was in a deep conversation with a tall, deep bronze coloured skinned teenager, with shoulder length white blonde hair and light lavender eyes outlined with a thin layer of black eyeliner.
It was Ryou who noticed them first. The albino teen turned to face them, his face brightened up as he waved in excitement, his lips curled in a huge sweet smile as he waved at them.
That was just the way Ryou was.
He's a very shy and quiet person by nature.
Yugi learned that the first day he and Joey met Ryou. He moved to domino when they were all about 10 years old. He still remembered how nervous Ryou seemed to be when he had to introduce himself in front of the entire class. He was a huge pile of nerves, his arms twitching slightly as he whispered his name so quietly that every one almost didn't hear.
He mumbled some things about himself, like his dad being a famous archaeologist and how he traveled to a lot of different countries. When the teacher finally told him he could sit down, the poor kid practically sprinted to his seat at the back of the class and sat there quietly until recess.
That was when Yugi and Joey approached him.
Well it was more Joey then Yugi, but still, they all became the best of friends.
They all got along great and growing up they learned that Ryou moved to Domino because his father's job involved a lot of travelling could no longer take him along, so he lived in an apartment all by himself without anyone to keep him company.
But his dad always travelling never seemed to bother Ryou, or he just hid it very well.
Wanting to make him happy Joey and Yugi would usually hang out at his place to keep him company, and fill the empty air of the apartment.
Ryou was always happy and never complained about anything.
He was never one to judge people based on their outward appearances. He never judged people, instead he found the best in everyone which was how they met Malik, who was the Egyptian blonde who was now smiling and him and Joey.
Malik moved to Domino from Egypt when they were all 12 years old. Yugi remembered when he first saw Malik; he was super quiet and completely stoic. H didn't talk to anyone and he was always in the library reading.
It was Ryou who originally convinced them to talk to introduce themselves to him, well Ryou thought of it while Joey took the initiative to first to talk to him.
And their friendship was born.
They all met Ishizu Malik's older sister and Rishid Malik's adopted older brother who were all happy that Malik made new friends and day by day Malik opened up to them more.
It took a while for Malik to actually trust them.
Trust was earned, but they had earned it and they all became the best and closest of friends.
They finally earned enough trust between all of them to learn why they had all moved to Domino. They did it to escape their father, who kept them locked up as tomb keepers. Malik became closed off because of because of his harsh father and Ishizu was practically tearing up when she heard the Malik had actually opened up.
But Yugi's trip down memory lane was brought to an end when he saw Ryou running towards them.
"Hey guys", Ryou greeted warmly. Malik followed close behind.
"Hey", he nodded at them.
But Yugi could see they worried gleam in their eyes as they took in Joey's face.
However Joey either took no mind or he was doing a rather bang up job pretending not to notice, instead he put his arms at the back of his head as they made their way down the street.
"Why do we even hafta go to school", grumbled Joey, "I mean what good does it do us anyways, we don't use algebra in life, we speak english so why learn it, who cares about history and old geezers who died a long time ago and why do we need to know about science if we don't want to become scientists. It would be better if we could just sleep and eat all day".
"Only you Joey, only you", regarded Yugi while slowly shaking his head.
"Well sorry", huffed Joey, "not everyone can actually learn to like school like ou do Yug', or be smart like Ryou and Malik over here. Which reminds me..."
He carried off as his eyes shifted in Ryou's direction, putting on his best pleading puppy dog eyes and begging pouty lip. If there was one thing that Joey was a master of, other than being able to consume a ridiculous amount of food in a short period of time, it was getting favours by using his panted puppy dog eyes.
"Ryou, could I pretty please copy your english notes, please".
"Joeyyy", Ryou whined, "you promised me you'd at least try doing them yourself".
"I did try", Joey told him, "buut I didn't really get it".
"Oh just give it to him, it'll shut him up earlier and save us the head ache", Malik said with a smirk on his face.
Ryou pouted in an adorable way, knowing that he was going to end up giving in.
"Fine, I'll give them to you at lunch, I need them for first period".
"Thanks Ryou I owe you", Joey exclaimed happily.
"Like I haven't heard that before" muttered Ryou as Yugi chuckled and Malik smirked.
"Well you're just too nice for your own good", informed Malik.
They all then turned right and Yugi frowned when he looked up at the huge, 2 story brick building known as Domino High, the most prestigious and well known high school in all of Domino.
The building itself was a large orange-reddish brick building with large glass windows glistening in the sun light. There was also a large schoolyard of pavement and an entire field of grass, bordered by a black fence, where the students hung out before the bell. There were tables and chairs situated all over the school yard where kids could sit and hang and a large grassy area with trees, like a mini forest where a lot of kids hung out to hide from the sun.
Yugi, Joey, Ryou and Malik all walked in and passed by many other kids sitting at their tables, talking and gossiping about the newest news, made their way to their usual table, near the garbage.
Every clique or gang had their own table based on their place on the social ladder, and of course they got the worst table since they were the lowest of the low.
Pulling out a chair, Yugi reluctantly sat down, sucking in his breath to keep out the putrid stench of yesterday's lunch rotting in one if the dumpsters.
"Remind me again why we sit here", he asked, watching as Malik and Ryou both sat down on their chairs and Joey pulled out his chair, and turned it around, plopping down on it, leaning his arms on the top of it.
"It's not like we have much of a choice", grumbled Malik, his face twisted in one of pure disgust and repulsion as he crossed his arms over his chest.
"Malik's right. We have to sit here. I mean there are no other seats anywhere else", Ryou commented lightly.
"Well dat aint necessarily true", Joey said, turning his head to glare at a certain table they had all learned to hate.
The rest of them turned their heads as well and Yugi's face immediately turned into a scowl as he saw a large group of teens taking up at least three tables, all surrounding one main table, as all of them turned their undivided attention to the four teens sitting in the table in the middle.
The other tables were occupied by fake blondes, dumb jocks and other try to be cools, wanna bees, each of them staring in admiration at one certain table being inhibited by 4 attractive male teenagers.
The populars, Yugi thought bitterly, listening as the entire group burst into laughter, the laughter echoing throughout the entire school yard.
But it showed no hints of amusement; it was cold and harsh, as if it was trying to make them jealous, trying to make them feel bad because they weren't in on the joke.
He watched Joey and watched as he saw his honey brown eyes burning with rage and hate.
Turning his head to see what his best friend was staring at with such intensity, not at all surprised when he saw him glaring at a tall brown haired teen sitting at the popular table, who seemed more interested in his laptop rather than the excited murmurs around him.
Seto Kaiba.
The guy was a supposed genius. Of course he had to be smart to be the CEO of one of the most famous and well known growing, industries. He was successful, rich, and very handsome. That was probably why everyone was after him.
The ironic thing was that he hated all the attention. He was always ready to fade into the background. It seemed like he hated being in the spot light, hated having all eyes in him.
All the girls described him as the cold and silent type. And he was very much so, Yugi pondered.
Kaiba may have not wanted to be the center of attention, but he held that aura of superiority that made everyone listen to him, well maybe not everyone.
He was cold and silent and thought that he was better than everyone. He thought that talking to others was a waste of breath and time.
Kaiba never addressed anyone's presence, except for his other 3 friends, and oddly enough Joey, Yugi thought with a smirk.
He didn't understand it, but Kaiba made it a priority to insult Joey and let him know that he was there. It was really odd of him to acknowledge another person, (whether an insult or not), except very few individuals, though that didn't stop him from calling Joey a Mutt whenever he saw him, and claiming his existence as worthless, and Joey absolutely despised that. He hated Kaiba with every fibre of his being and never let Kaiba forget it. They were always at each other's throats, and if left alone there would probably be homicide detectives all over the place, investigating their mysterious deaths.
Long story short, all the guys wanted to be him, and all the girls knew that if one of them were to bag him, they would be set for life. Not that Kaiba had ever shown any interest in dating. He was always single, and Yugi couldn't help but respect him for that.
Yugi may have hated all the populars, but he could sort of tolerate Kaiba. He wasn't basking in the attention and playing with every girl who showed interest (he would tolerate Kaiba more if he didn't make fun of Joey, but what can you do).
Their table once again erupted into an ear-splitting laughter, at what seemed like a story being told by a tanned blonde spiky hair boy, who was waving his arms frantically in the air to exaggerate whatever he was saying and a large grin on his face as he saw that everyone was laughing.
Mariku Nakamura or better known as the 'Prankster Prince'.
He was the school's notorious prankster. Whenever one heard of crazy stories of science room explosions or class rooms wrapped in bubble wrap, everyone knew that Mariku was the one responsible, no questions asked.
Mariku is a trouble maker who loves creating mischief wherever he goes, which makes him rather popular with everyone.
He was sneaky, mischievous and cunning, which was what all the girls loved about him, and Mariku loved to flirt with them every chance he got.
Mariku was pretty attractive. He had Egyptian tanned skin, a pretty muscular body, wild, spiky blonde hair and mysterious deep violet eyes, always sparkling with mischief and promises of good times. He looked a lot like Malik in a way, and girls were always confusing the two. They would usually ask out Malik, thinking that he was Mariku and then they would get really upset when they heard it wasn't him. Malik hated that more than anything, Yugi noticed as he saw Malik glaring at Mariku with the same expression as Joey was giving Kaiba.
He turned his attention back to the populars, just in time to see Mariku five a large albino teen, both with wide smirks on their faces as all the other guys laughed and the girls giggled in a flirty way.
Bakura Tozokuo.
Bakura was Mariku's best friend and partner in crime, though most people knew him as being the muscle of the group; honestly, he looked like he could pick up someone twice his size and throw them halfway to china. That was probably why no one every messed with him.
He had a muscular body and long wild white hair flowing down his back, with two sorts of wings sprouting from the top. He looked a lot like Ryou, but the main difference was their eyes. Ryou's were big and brown, always kind, while Bakura's were a darker brown, mixed with crimson that were intimidating and threatening, and usually seemed to glare at anyone who got in his way.
Even though he was one of the most popular students, no one would dare approach him while he was alone. Everyone was terrified of the guy. The rumours swarming around him were like bees to honey, and none of them were good. They all promised of a slow and painful death if you made him angry or hate you; therefore everyone decided to stay away from those two it was never a problem, seeing as he was always with his best friend Mariku. The two of them loved to create mischief wherever they went.
So three down, one more to go, Yugi thought as his eyes carefully scanned the entire crowd, looking for the fourth dreamboat of the school, and the elected leader of their little group. He soon furrowed his eyebrows when Yami Sennen was nowhere in sight.
Weird, he almost never misses the morning. He usually comes just to see his so called 'subjects' and then ditches for the rest of the day.
But oddly, he was nowhere in sight.
Which was weird, but there was no way Yugi was complaining. He hated the guy.
Yami Sennen was the most popular guy at Domino High. He was always basking in the spotlight, loving it when all eyes were on him.
But in Yugi's mind he was just a huge egotistical, manipulative, flirt, wrapping everyone around his finger, and using his popularity to get anything he asked for at he snap of his fingers
He loved having everyone kiss up to him and having girls fawning over him.
Those were the type of people that Yugi completely despised. Those who never worked for anything and still expected everything served to them on a silver platter.
At least today he wouldn't need to see the jerks annoying face today.
But before he could get used to being on cloud nine with a Yami free day, his happiness was shattered by all the girls' high pitched squeals.
Damn it, he silently cursed to himself, cringing at the piercing noise in his ears, but at least he wasn't the only one, as his friends all covered their ears in attempt to block out the horrendous sound. There was no sound more terrifyingly annoying than fan girl squeals and screams. And he knew those squeals all too well. They were reserved for one person only.
Yami Sennen.
He was standing at the front gates, looking all high and mighty in his school uniform, his lips twisted into his signature smug smirk, scanning the crowd, with his sparkling crimson red eyes.
Much like how Bakura looked like Ryou and Mariku looked like Malik, Yami and Yugi shared similar looks. They were both pale, with star shaped hair, but the only difference was that Yami's star shaped hair had crimson tips instead of violet, and he had blonde streaks jetting up along with blonde bangs. However, physically they were completely different. Where Yugi was short and small, Yami actually did look like a 16 year old, with his handsome face, slightly muscular body and an average height.
He strut into the school grounds like he owned the place, making his way towards his table.
Yugi wouldn't have been surprised if he said that he had almost dated single every person in the school.
It was no secret that he was openly bi, and everyone seemed ok with it.
That was another thing that pissed Yugi off to no end. No one had a problem with any of the populars liking guys (well at least Mariku and Yami did, Bakura and Seto never seemed to show interest in anyone let alone men), but if anyone else sated that they were bi, their life was made into a personal hell, which was why Yugi and his friends all kept their sexualities a secret.
Yami had a certain system that he always used. Pick a target, flirt with them, find their type, become their type, win them over, date them for a while and then dump them flat on their face. He never kept anyone longer than a week, and yet they all seemed ok with being used by him.
Yugi's face recoiled in one of disgust as he watched Yami wink at one of the many girls swooning at him and practically fainting.
Well I thought it was too good to be true.
"You can say that again", grumbled Malik.
Yugi looked up at him in surprise not knowing he said that out loud
"Let me guess you didn't know you said that out loud", Ryou giggled at Yugi's light blush.
He hated that little habit of his, he always thought out loud, even in the most weirdest and uncomfortable situations.
That's really going to get me in trouble one day.
"Ya it is", Joey burst out laughing at Yugi's now bright red face.
"You really should get that checked out", teased Joey.
"Oh s-shut up", he stuttered out in the midst of his embarrassment.
Their entire table burst into laughter and Yugi couldn't help the little smile that crept its way onto his face.
He always had fun with his friends, popular or not they always had an enjoyable and entertaining time together, and that was all that mattered to him.
However, their laughter was soon interrupted by the loud chime of the bell signalling that it was time to get to class.
Everyone groaned, Joey's being the loudest of all and they all proceeded to get up and make their way to the front doors of the school.
From the corner of his eye Yugi could see all the rising from the table dispersing in the crowd, he could see that they were extremely reluctant to leave the boys alone he deliberated as he scanned the crowd.
It was then when amethyst eyes met crimson ones.
Yamis eyes gleamed as he sent a flirtatious wink in Yugi's direction.
But instead of blushing and swooning like anyone else would, Yugi's eyes turned cold as he sent a sharp glare and quickly turned in the opposite direction, briskly walking to his class ignoring Yami and shutting him out completely.
Weaving his way through the crowd trying to get into the school, he didn't turn back once, no matter how tempted he was to turn around and see the jerks flabbergasted expression.
Well I hope you enjoyed it! I really did like writting it and I have a feeling I'm going to love writting this :)
I know that this chapter was long and extensive, but it's more of an introduction to Yugi and his friends and their lives.
Next chapter will be all about the populars and their lives, can't wait to write that ;P.
Well, hopefully you'll want to read more,
So Please review and Alert! It would be much apreciated!