Author's Note: I despise BakuraxAnzu, it is just there to make you go 'Grrr give me yaoi!' but then again reading anything makes you think that... Enjoy!

Discaimer: Last time I checked I did not own YuGiOh, let me go check again...

He is flirting with my Anzu again.Bakura thought furiously. He glared menacingly at the white-haired teen that sat across the outdoor cafeteria. After catching the glare the teen turned away quickly. Pathetic. Now he is blushing. Bakura sighed irritated and wrapped his arms around Anzu pulling her curvy form against his own muscular build. He slid his finger gently over her lips before claiming her lips in a lust-filled kiss. He glanced over to the offensive teen who caught his glance and turned away gloomily. Bakura smirked into this kiss just as Anzu pulled away for air. She grinned broadly and flipped her shoulder length brown hair and batted her eyelashes. That kid had been flirting with Anzu for a good two and a half weeks. He was always staring at Anzu and walking past her in the hallways, often between the couple.

Bakura turned back to face the other teen with a triumphant smirk on his face. He has been here for three weeks and already has the majority of the girls doting on his every word and action. But of course that cannot be enough for the snide brat, he has to have Anzu, my Anzu as well. He thought begrudgingly, despising every aspect about the other that sat meters in front of him. I think his name is Ryou. Ryou sat leaned against a tree that spewed shadows over half the area surrounding the tree. Heavens forbid the boy get any sort of tan. He thought ruefully. Ryou was amazingly pale, a lot of students thought he was albino. The only feature that opposed that theory were his large chocolate colored eyes that were adorned with heavy black eyeliner. Ryou noticed Bakura's gaze and smiled sweetly arching his pale neck that for once was not covered by a black studded collar. His silver-white hair fell in limp spikes over his thin shoulders and lined his face. Bakura sneered and turned away unable to get the sickening image out of his head.

Ryou frowned slightly and lifted a peach out of his backpack. He bit into the fruit, juice dripping down his fingers whose nails were painted black. Everything he wears is black. His shirt, his pants, his shoes, his backpack...Bakura shook his head and discarded his half eaten bag of chips to the side far too annoyed to eat. Every time he looked up, he caught Ryou looking away from Anzu again.

The bell rang at long last finally signifying the end of the lunch. Bakura rose to his feet and extended a hand to Anzu. Anzu didn't notice the gesture, she was far too busy checking out the new kid that had been putting on quite a show through out the entire lunch hour.

"Anzu. Are you getting up or do you plan on sitting in the dirt?" Bakura snapped. Anzu turned her attention back to her boyfriend and took his hand giggling. The second white haired individual took in a deep breath, counting down from ten in his head while pulling the giddy Anzu back into the building. Normally her cheery mood would have had him grinning idiotically. However, the cause of her onset of smiling was the doe-eyed teen who was currently rising gracefully to his feet.

Anzu was half jogging to keep up with Bakura's pace. She pulled her hand free and stepped in front of him, placing her hands on her hips and cocking her head to the side.

"If you are not going to slow down then I will find someone else to walk me to my classes." Anzu shrieked jutting her bottom lip out in another pout. As if on cue, Ryou walked between the fueding couple, his hand brushing against Bakura's mockingly. Bakura glowered after the pale other and turned back to Anzu who was looking away guiltily. The teen ran his fingers through his own head of white hair.

"And might I guess as to whom that other would be?" Bakura growled and stepped past Anzu who chased after him apologizing profusely.

"I did not mean it Bakura-kun! I would never break up with you." She pleaded and pulled Bakura into a tight embrace. The afore mentioned teen softened, turning around and returning the hug. Anzu's eyes gleamed with adoration of her amazing boyfriend. The brown-eyed girl was the first to break the embrace. "See you after class." she cooed and placed a chaste kiss on Bakura's lips before skittering away to class.

Bakura smirked and strode into his own classroom taking his usual seat in the back of the classroom. Though he had put on the act that he had completely forgiven Anzu for what she had said and acted like it didn't bother him, it was eating away at him. If there was anything he wanted to do, it was wring Ryou's neck. Bakura looked up acknowledging Marik's arrival. No one dared to sit in the open seat next to them.

"Good afternoon students. We have an new student transferring into this class. Is there any open seats?" The teacher inquired, rising from his desk and to the front of the room. "Ah yes, next to Bakura and Marik." he noted. Bakura and Marik looked up simultaneously and exchanged smirks. The last unfortunate individual that sat between the two wound up running out of the room crying. She transferred classes soon afterwords.

Bakura wanted to slam his head against the his desk. Of course. It just HAS to be HIM he thought beginning to drum his fingers on his desk in irritation. Sure enough the new student in the class was Ryou. The teacher signaled for him to move into the open seat. Ryou bowed respectfully and walked towards the desk with his head down.

Bakura turned his head away, not even looking at the small teen that was continually staring at him with his large innocent eyes, trying to get him to say something, anything.

"Excuse me, Bakura-kun?" Ryou murmured quietly. No response. "Bakura-kun?" he tried again a bit louder but still received no answer. After a third and fourth try he stopped speaking and was silent through the remainder of the class. Bakura watched with amusement as the other rose from his seat and walked dejectedly towards the door. The teen rose from his seat and stuffed the books into his bag before exiting the classroom. The sight that awaited him outside of the classroom made his blood boil. Anzu was talking to Ryou with her flirty smile and nervous stature. Bakura stepped up behind Anzu and pulled her into a possessive hug. Ryou scowled slightly and excused himself before walking away.

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Bakura slammed his hand against his bedroom wall. The wall cracked at the contact. He was fuming. Anzu had broken up with him. He slammed the door shut and kicked it roughly, the hinges almost giving way. Normally one would be heart-broken after being dumped by someone who received their undivided attention for nearly five months. That was not the case here. The only emotion that Bakura felt was fury. He took in a breath and dropped onto his bed covering his eyes with his hands trying to pretend that the day had not happened.

He had taken Anzu to the beach for their 'Friday date night'. Since he had picked her up he had noticed something about the way she was acting. After dinner and another heated make-out session she called the relationship off and left. Instead of accepting Bakura's offer to drive her home himself, she had opted to take a taxi.

This is all Ryou's fault. He growled rolling onto his side and chucking a pillow at the wall. The afore mentioned pillow fell to the floor, Styrofoam beads spilling onto the floor. He sprung to his feet and jammed his shoes back onto his feet before ripping open door after door until he was stepping outside. The door was promptly slammed behind him. He did not know where he was going to go, but he was not going to stay in that house thinking about Ryou for one moment longer. The crisp autumn air did not clear his thoughts as he had planned. Instead he found himself walking the familiar path to Anzu's house. The teen stopped short and turned down another path. It was getting dark outside but the distressed Bakura had no intentions of going home.

Stepping into the cemetery he heard someone speaking in almost a whisper. Bakura walked forward, the voice far too familiar. Among the rows of run-down tombstones he caught sight of a small figure dressed in black sitting on his knees with his head rested against the tombstone. Ryou did not hear Bakura approach due to his one sided conversation. He kept his eyes closed completely oblivious.

"I wish I had never gone to Domino." the teen concluded with a heavy sigh.

"That is a mutual wish." Bakura jeered. Ryou spun around spotting Bakura quickly. He looked down at his feet biting his lower lip. Bakura kneeled down in front of Ryou grabbing both of his shoulders, his fingers digging into the soft black fabric. Before he had a chance to pull away Bakura had pinned him to the tombstone. The smaller teen cringed and ground his teeth together grimacing. "Anzu broke up with me." Bakura growled. Ryou looked up quickly, excitement flashing through his eyes. The excitement left his eyes quickly as he saw the incredible hatred that was radiating from his captor.

"I'm sorry." he squeaked, lowering his eyes back to the ground.

"No you're not." Bakura growled squeezing Ryou's shoulders tightly. "You have been trying to get her attention since you came here." He spat.

"I was not." He protested weakly, looking up with large pleading eyes.

"Oh then whose attention where you trying to get with your idiotic displays?" Bakura snarled. Ryou looked away uneasily.

"Yours."

I was not sure whether I should have ended this here, or have written out Bakura's reaction and whatnot. So I ended it here... Yeah this is my first yaoi fic that I wrote, so leave me some feedback and tell me how to improve. What you liked and didn't like etc. Thanks!

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