For information purposes, Yala Taira is my OC got it? Also, I got this idea from a book i read called Vampire Diaries. It's a great book. The vampire's from Italy for Ra's sake! Anyway this is a Ryou BakuraxOC story.
WARNING: May involve some foul language from OC and Seto Kaiba. Maybe from Joey too. We'll have to wait and see.
Ryou Bakura stood calmly but shyly in front of the Headmaster's desk. Mr. Sakano, The Headmaster, seemed to peer into Ryou's chocolate brown eyes with his own dark onyx ones.
"Here is you schedule. Now hurry to Homeroom. You don't want to be late on your first day, young man." Mr. Sakano waved him away like nothing and Ryou silently left the room.
As he entered the busy hallway, he felt eyes on him. More specifically, female eyes. Loads of them. Though caught by the amount of stares he recieved he briskly walked to his locker, opening it with ease. Collecting his books he needed for first period, he scurried to Homeroom 117 (that's my room number I register). Opening the door, luckily, noone paid attention to him. Glad for not causing a scene, Ryou sighed in relief. But today was not going to be good. Let's hope I make friends here. Not likely.
As you can see, Ryou has a great lack of self esteem. Any idiot could see that. It was all because of his family. His sister dying, Mother leaving, Father moving away to Egypt. No wonder the young boy of 16 felt so alone. His family was rarely ever there, apart from his sister, Amane. No I can't think of this anymore! I promised myself. As he fought with his consience, a single tear slid down his cheek as he sank lower in his seat. I need someone to care for. But that'll only make things worse for me. How can I think such stupid things? I'll always be alone.
Damn I hope I'm late! A 16 year-old dark haired girl walked - more like dawdled - through the halls, ignoring the teachers constant, "Hurry to Class, Miss Taira or it's detention for you!" To be honest, she couldn't care less whether she had detention for the rest of her life. She had the Battle of the Bands concert to look forward to. The finals were as follows: (I made them all up don't kill my band names, just kill my lame story. The songs are in brackets.)
Don't Leave (Leaving's Not An Option) vs 25 Sharp Knifes (Burn It Down (Down Down))
Blackmail (Why Do I Need You?) vs Lives To Live (Life's A Game (In Your Eyes))
Make-Up or Break-Up (Don't Come Back To Me) vs Shine All Around (Like You Would Care?)
Raise A Glass (Drink Your Lover's Blood) vs Love And War (All Is Fair (In Love And War))
Yala couldn't wait. She wanted Blackmail to win. Why? Because it was HER band. SHE created Blackmail. Along with her friends Yami, Bakura and Malik (Malik is Yami Marik in my story. Just so you know), she knew they weren't going to be beaten by some bloody newbies. Speaking of which, There was a newbie today. Or so Yala heard from Yugi, Yami's boyfriend. For once in her life, Yala felt curious. Very curious. Finally picking up speed, she made her way to Homeroom 117...
Ryou's POV
The tears had stopped what seemed ages ago. I saw a group of four around a desk, two of them playing Duel Monsters. I liked to play that game, but I didn't want to go over and make a fool out of myself, so I decided to take out a book my father gave me before he left me all alone. Bands Of The Century.
I looked back over to the group of four and saw that the Blond had lost against the one with EXTREMEMLY spiky hair! It seemed to go in three colours of Red, Black and Blonde. That's a strange hair colour. But then so is mine. White hair? That's not normal! As I thought of random comments in my head, I noticed a girl walk into the room. She had jet-black hair and violet eyes, covered with eyeliner, red to be exact. It looked like her eyes were bleeding, but it looked too cool to look gross in my opinion. Her eyes scanned the room and came in contact with my own. She looked at me strangely so I forced myslef to look away and put my nose back into the book. She looks nice...What did I just say? Never mind let's just finsh this book.
No-one's POV
Not long after did Ryou hear what sounded like a herd of elephants charge into the room. When he looked it was only three guys! Just three guys?! That sounded like a football team! Maybe even a hundred football teams! The trio were all of different heights. One - a look-a-like of Yugi - was the shortest of them all. The tallest had sandy blonde hair, which spiked out but in a more crazier fashion than Yugi's or Yami's. The third, the middle height, was an exact look-a-like of Ryou. However, his silvery hair presented a more messed-up-just-got-out-of-bed look than Ryou's tamed white hair. Also, instead of the chocolate eyes that Ryou had, this guy had a lighter violet than the girl Ryou just saw.
The Girl...
"What the bloody hell is all this noise f-?" She turned to see the trio of loons, huddled together like sardines. She smirked her signiture smirk and sauntered over to them. "Hello boys." Yami stepped forward, being the most sane of the four of them.
"Hey Yala. Are you ready to practice after Homeroom?" He asked, making Yala nod in agreement.
"You bet I am...Hey Malik? Where's Marik?" She asked curiously, Malik grinned his demonic grin.
"Marik? Marik, Where are you? Hello! MARIK!? If you don't come out, it's no more fun night with you!" As soon as Malik finished, said person jumped down from the ceiling.
"How can you do that to me, Malik? You said you loved me!" Marik cried holding onto the other egyptians beige hoodie. "I promise I won't hide again. Please say the fun night's still on?" He pouted, giving Malik THE eyes that noone could resist. The psycho egyptian rolled his eyes and nodded. "Yeah. Whatever."
The hyper youth jumped up again, happy as a clap and kissed his over on the cheek before sitting down as the young teacher walked in the room. "Works everytime." The four of them said.
"Okay, settle down, Class! Take your seats and let's get started. Today we have a new student. His name is Ryou Baku (Short for Bakura seeing as though Bakura and Ryou are of no relation whatsoever in this story). Why not introduce your self, Ryou?" The teacher asked said student. Ryou looked down in embarressment, not wanting to be there. But picking up whatever courage he had left, he stood up.
"Hello...I'm Ryou Baku. I'm 16 years old, and i like music."
Yala looked at him curiously. "What kinda music? And are you from England?" She asked the timid boy.
"I like all types of music. And yes I'm from England." He answered shyly. Yala grinned.
"That's pretty cool. Bakura's from England too, aren't you Baka?" She asked Ryou's 'twin', which he replied with a growl. The teacher chuckled.
"Alright let's settle down, now. Well Ryou. I'm Dr. Kawashi. If you need help with the school, subjects, anything, just ask." He said to Ryou, who just nodded and sat back down. "Okay, you can continue with what you were doing, but no running around the classroom, got it?"
Ryou sighed in relief that noone laughed at him. Looking around the room, he could tell this was a Drama room. Lights were on a rail hanging from the ceiling. Big, black curtains were pulled back away from reach. He was astonished with the suroundings, he didn't notice a dark haired girl walk over to him.
"Hey Ryou." Yala whispered, almost making poor Ryou jump out of his skin. "Oh, sorry. Did I scare you there? I'm sorry." She said. They both chuckled lightly until she introduced herself. "My name's Yana. Yana Taira."
"It's a pleasure to meet you Yana." Ryou spoke timidly, making Yana look at him oddly.
"You are a strange, shy guy aren't you?" She asked. Ryou knew it but didn't like it. He had always been shy even before...the incident...
This kid's kinda cute. He certainly reminds me of bakura from the back...or side for Ra's Sake! Whoa girl! Slow down a little. Get your head focused in the band. Battle of the Bands...Battle of the Bands...
