I smiled as Marik took my small pale hand into his much larger tan one and intertwined our fingers together. Just the heat from his hand instantly made me feel a whole lot warmer as we trekked our way to school.

Beside me was Ryou. Him and Bakura were also holding hands and walking closely together. Both of them looked rather sour at being whipped in the face by their own hair, but while Ryou ignored it, Bakura was growling in annoyance.

Marik's own crazy platinum blonde hair was shooting off in different directions as the wind played with it. I tried not to smile as some of his hair went into his mouth, making him spit furiously to get it away so that he could speak. I was lucky that the main part of my hair defied gravity and stayed out of my way for the most part, but I did have wavy bangs that would stick me in the eye every now and then.

"Did I mention that I fucking hate wind?" Bakura griped.

Bakura had been in a bad mood since this morning because him and Marik wanted to drive their motorcycles to school like they did every other day, but Ryou wouldn't allow it with the wind being so bad. He joked that with me being so light that I would probably fly right off the back of the bike.

Marik didn't find his joke to be that funny.

"Just pretend you're a supermodel and strut through it." Marik sniggered.

Bakura glared and shot Marik the bird before reaching up to pull the silvery white hair out of his face. Ryou just rolled his eyes and gave me an amused grin, which I returned.

About six minutes later we finally reached Domino High. The only other people outside were the ones who had just emerged from their cars and were running to the inside of the building for warmth. I had the urge to bolt inside as well, my face was freezing and I was literally shaking from head to toe.

Marik dropped my hand and wrapped his long arm around my shoulders so that he could pull me closer into him. He was pretty warm even though the only thing he had to protect himself against the weather was a thin jacket.

"Let's go to the cafeteria and get coffee or something," I said as we walked through the front door.

"Don't tell me you're gonna give that nut bag a whole cup of caffeine," Bakura raised his eyebrow with a look of disbelief on his face.

Marik grinned toothily. "Don't worry Kura kitty, coffee has no effect on me."

"Do not," Bakura hissed, "refer to me as that ever again. If you do, than I will rip off your toes and shove them into your mouth and ears."

Marik just snorted in amusement and quickly dragged me towards the cafeteria.

I was sitting in history class, doodling on my hand, when the teacher pulled in the new student that he had told us about a few weeks prior. I glanced at him for a second, just to see what he looked like, before going back to my drawing.

"Class this is Duke Devlin. I hope all of you will make him feel welcome and introduce yourselves to him at some point today." the teacher smiled. "Alright Duke I have you assigned to sit behind Yugi. He's the guy near the windows. The only one not paying attention."

I think I might have heard my name, but it isn't called twice so I just shrug it off and continue to draw a kuriboh, whom I decide to call Pudding. I try not to color it too dark in case Marik wants to hold hands later and not get ink on his flawless skin.

"Do I not hold your interest, Yugi?" a seductive sounding voice whispers near my ear, almost giving me a heart attack in the process.

I immediately turn my head and see the new kid sitting behind me. I don't recall him passing by my desk, but then again I zone out pretty easily in this class and don't know when the teacher is calling on me more than half the time either.

"I'm Duke by the way. In case you didn't hear."

Oh I can assure him that I most certainly didn't hear it in the beginning.

"Uh, okay. Welcome to Domino High, I guess." I shrug and move to turn back to the front of my seat, but am stopped by his hand on my shoulder.

"I don't think you've taken a good look at me yet." Duke flashes his pearly white teeth, making me wonder if they're natural or bleached.

I give him a strange look before I lazily let my eyes flicker along his body. I don't know what he's expecting me to see. Black hair, green eyes, a lean and somewhat muscular body make up his appearance. Just another normal guy.

"Well what do you want me to say?" I question. "Blue isn't your color, maybe?"

Duke's mouth drops open and his eyes look at me in disbelief. He starts to sputter while I raise an eyebrow. I turn back around in my seat to continue my drawing while thinking that the new kid is weird.

Halfway through the lesson, a neatly folded note lands on my desk. Having nothing better to do, I decide to open it. Once I smooth out the dents in the paper I look at the boxy looking handwriting and then read:

You have the cutest ass ;)

I swear my neck snaps back in shock so fast that it pops in several different places.

My first instinct is to look around to see who might have thrown this on my desk. But no one is looking over towards me or passing any more notes. I then turn around to see Duke giving me a wolfish smile. He winks at me and I swear he eyed my butt for the quickest second. Okay, well now I've figured out who wrote the note.

I turn back to the front of the room and shove the note into my pocket. It was definitely something I would need to show to Marik at lunch.

A/N - So this is only going to be four or maybe five chapters long. Hope you all like it!

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