"Fuck school," Jounouchi Katsuya cried, leaning against the side of the building, although all of his friends knew he was going to class anyway. If he got caught skipping again, he would be kicked out. "Lets go get a beer, or something."

"Shut up," another boy said, his name unimportant, as he kicked a rock. It flew and hit a nerdy kid in the back of the head. "We could, like, go bug some of the losers or something."

Noa snickered. "True," He said as he watched them, making small remarks every once in a while.

"The losers are no fun," Jounouchi said, looking around the school yards. "I say we pick on a new group. The Goths? No, they don't care... the punks, maybe?"

"Hmmm. I don't think they'd care either, Jou."

"I don't know... there was this one that got really pissed when I commented that his hair looked stupid. It was fucking funny!"

Noa laughed at that. "Okay, we could try."

"Which one?" A girl asked, looking over to a group of kids that were sitting around, not really talking about anything, just glaring at all of the other kids. "There are so many of them..."

"I have a great idea!" Jounouchi cried, ignoring everyone's snorts of 'yeah right.' He turned to Noa. "I bet you, Noa, most popular boy in school, could not fuck one of the punk boys."

Noa blinked, before narrowing sapphire eyes. "Ha. Whatever."

"Seriously! You're probably too much of a pussy to do it, huh?"

"Which one then, huh?" Noa asked, glancing over at them.

"That one," the blonde said, pointing to a boy with long back hair, pulled back in a ponytail, green eyes visible behind his long bangs. He has several piercing, and some makeup that made him look more gothic then punk. "I bet you can't fuck him by prom."

"Hm.." Noa grinned a bit and crossed his arms. "I accept your challenge."

"What do you want if you win?" Jounouchi asked, grinning.

"Depends.. what do you have in mind?"

"If I win, you have to... hm..." he paused. "Kiss the vice principal in the middle of lunch the day after prom!"

Noa shuddered, sticking out his tongue. "And if I win?"

"Then I'll do it."

"Okay."

The blonde grinned. "Good luck. You're going to need it."

"Fuck you,"

"You already did, remember?"

"Ah, no," And with that, he walked away from the group.

Several kids moved out of his way, those who didn't were dragged away by their friends, not wanting to deal with the wrath he would put them through. The one person that didn't move, however, was the same black haired boy, who continued to stand where he was, talking to a short punk girl, who had her girlfriend hanging off her arm.

Noa approached the boy, and, swinging his weight to one side smirked. "Hey,"

The boy turned to look at him, his eyes even more green close up. He raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"Oh, nothing. Just saying 'hi'. It's a greeting, you know."

"Oh, seriously?" The other's voice was dripping with sarcasm. "I never would have guessed. Thank you for telling me that."

"Sorry. Had to make sure." :Fuck, this is going to be hard.:

"Why would you, of all people, Mr. I wear my pants half way down my legs, want to talk to me?"

Noa lifted a brow. "Because.. I'm bored."

"And I'm the unfortunate soul that has to deal with this? Why don't you go bug someone else?"

:Shit... Noa, think. Say something.:

The punk boy turned and started to walk away.

"Wait!" Noa tried to stop him. "You.. you wanna hang out sometime?" :Good job, there Noa.:

Stopping, the other turned to look at Noa. There was a long pause, before he started to laugh. When he noticed Noa not laughing, he stopped. "What, you're serious?"

The boy nodded, placing a hand on his hip.

There was a moment of silence, before the older said: "Why the fuck not? You only live once, right?" He brushed some of his long hair behind his ears. "But if you fuck with me, you're going to regret it, got that?"

The other smirked. "Sure,"

The bell rang and students all began to run. The punk boy started walking to class, not caring.

Noa followed, seeing as they were headed to the same class anyways.

Heading into class, the punk boy sat down, without his backpack or anything.

Noa followed and took his seat quietly.

The class stared not long after, and the teacher asked everyone to pull out their homework.

Noa did so, setting it out on the table and glancing over at the rest of the class.

Walking down the lines, she took everyone's homework. Finally, she stopped at the punk boys desk. "Otogi Ryuuji, where is your homework?"

"At home," he replied, and some of the kids in the class laughed.

Noa actually found himself chuckling a bit, but stopped himself.

Sighing, the teacher went on to the next student. Ryuuji, the punk boy, turned to a boy sitting next to him, and they started to whisper quietly to each other.

Noa blinked, before turning back to his desk and waiting for the bell to ring.

When school was out, Ryuuji stepped into the parking lot, walking over to his car. It was a nice small black car, with four seats. It had fire painted on the front, and leather seats.

Noa stepped out, on his way to the bus stop when he spotted the boy and ran over.

Tossing his bag in the car, Ryuuji looked around, as if trying to find someone.

Noa came up, finally. "Hey!"

Ryuuji looked at him. "You."

Noa blinked a bit. "..yeah?"

"I was hoping you'd forget by the end of the day."

Noa sighed. "Oh. Sorry,"

"Its fine. Not much we can do now, since your bus just left."

Noa turned and glanced behind himself. "Shit!"

"Need a ride?"

"Yeah, yeah.. I think I do."

"You'll have to wait, a bit. I'm waiting for someone."

The other nodded. "Okay."

Not long after a white haired boy came up, dressed like an average every day nerd, without the glasses. "Hello, Onii-chan," he said to Ryuuji, before looking at Noa. "Hello..."

Noa blinked, and gave him an odd, but slightly friendly look. "Yo."

"Get in," Ryuuji ordered as he got in. The white haired boy climbed in the back, setting his backpack by Ryuuji's.

Noa followed the white haired boy quietly.

"Where do you live?" the punk boy asked.

Noa gave him the address, crossing his arms and looking out the window. :I'm supposed to fuck him... what the hell have I gotten myself into?:

Pulling out of the school parking lot, the older boy said: "Ryou's house is closer, so I'll drop him off, and then you."

"Alright," Noa muttered half heartedly.

They drove for a while, before stopping outside a nice little house where Ryou left, waving. Ryuuji motioned for Noa to sit in the front seat.

Noa moved and did so quietly.

Pulling out onto the street, Ryuuji turned the radio on, blasting the rock music.

Noa sighed a bit, but smiled.

Pulling up to Noa's house, Ryuuji unlocked the car door.

He opened the door and grabbed his bag, stepping out. "Thanks,"

"No problem," the older replied in English, half-heartedly.

Noa smiled a bit and waved, closing the car door.

The older took off in somewhat of a hurry.

Noa sighed and stepped into his house. :I'm going to need a plan.:

The next day at lunch, Ryuuji plopped down next to his group in the hallway.

Noa walked by him, plan not entirely finished. He said nothing.

Several of the punks snickered at him.

He stopped, glancing down at them. "What?"

One of the girls raised an eyebrow. "Why in the world would you want to walk around with your pants so low? Its disgusting." Several of the punks laughed, while Ryuuji rolled his eyes.

"You're no better than them," he said to the girl. "Picking on them because they're different. If that's his style, its his style."

The boy blinked, taken aback, before shaking his head and continuing to walk. Turning a corner, he glanced around, before pulling his pants up.

"So, Ryuuji," a boy said, shifting. "Got a boyfriend yet?"

"Oh fuck no. No one around here worth dating."

"Does that mean we can have a little fun tonight?"

"Jesus fucking Christ, you know I don't sleep with someone unless I'm dating them."

Noa stopped and listened, narrowing his eyes at the boy that spoke first.

"Fuck, dude, I was talking about getting high."

There was a pause, before Ryuuji said: "Right, I knew that..."

Noa snickered and shook his head, turning and walking away.

He smacked right into Ryuuji's little brother, who fell to the floor, dropping his books.

Noa shook his head from the sudden and unexpected contact, before looking down. "Oh, it's you," He smiled sheepishly and stepped down. "Are you alright?" He asked as he held a hand out.

Looking up, the boy blushed lightly, taking his hand. "Y-yeah... I'm okay..." brushing some hair behind his ear, he moved to pick up his books quietly.

The other boy moved to help him quietly, grabbing two of the books and holding them out towards the other.

Avoiding eye contact, the younger boy quietly thanked him, taking the books.

Noa smiled. "It's nothing, really," He muttered in response. "But you're welcome."

Getting up, the boy left in a hurry.

The older one blinked at that, before shaking his head and dismissing the matter and heading forward. This time, however, he looked first.

The bell rang, and seconds later, Ryuuji was at his locker, which was, conveniently, right next to Noa's.

Noa grabbed a book out, replacing it with two.

Ryuuji put a book in his locker, and then closed it, slamming his forehead against it. "Fuck work," he muttered, since school was out.

Noa stuffed the book in his bag, and raised an eyebrow. "Why's that?" He asked.

"My job is not much fun."

"What do you do?"

"I work at a restaurant, which forces me to take out all of these..." he motioned to the various piercing he had. "Which hurts like fuck."

"Oh," Noa muttered. "Can't you try working somewhere else? Like one of those.. punk places or something? Like Hot Topic?"

"Do you how many people apply there?"

"I would imagine... lots."

"Exactly."

Noa sighed and closed his locker, rolling his eyes.

Sighing, Ryuuji started off toward the parking lot.

Noa watched him, before sighing loudly and grabbing his bookbag. He chased after the boy.

The older boy walked up to his car, the white haired teen coming up seconds later.

Noa waved at him, then headed to his bus stop.

Snorting, Ryuuji got into his car, the young boy following.

Noa stopped walking, noticing Ryuuji's attitude and blinking. His bus had left when he turned. "FUCK!"

Ryuuji pulled up beside him, shaking his head. "Need a ride again?" he asked, as his brother moved to the back seat.

The green haired boy nodded defeatedly, after flipping off the sign next to the seat at the bus stop. "Yeah,"

"Get in, pretty boy."

Noa glared but did so, walking around and getting in the car.

Ryuuji started it up, making no move to turn on the radio.

Noa crossed his arms and looked at the boy, before looking away.

The boy in the back watched the two of them quietly, gripping his backpack.

:I suppose.. he is attractive..:

They stopped and let the white haired boy off, and as soon as he was gone, Ryuuji turned the radio on.

"Why don't you listen to music with him in the car?" Noa asked.

"It bothers him."

"Oh," Noa blinked and looked away.

They were silent for a while, before pulling up to Noa's house.

Noa sighed and shifted as he made his move to get out of the car. "Hey.. what restaurant do you work at?" He asked.

"The one just down the road from the school. Mike's."

Noa smiled, before muttering, "See you there, then!" And waving while he closed the door.

Raising an eyebrow, Ryuuji took off.

Noa, with Mokuba at his side, was dragging the boy along with him as they walked up the street to the restaurant.

"Why are you taking me here again?" Mokuba asked, holding his older brother's hand as they walked.

"Because we have to eat, and if Seto leaves me babysitting you and is expecting me to cook, he's going to come home and find an unintentionally poisioned Mokuba."

The black haired boy blinked and laughed, before running a bit to keep up with Noa's steps.

As they entered, a nice looking girl smiled. "Hello," she said. "Smoking or non-smoking?"

Mokuba let go of Noa's hand to run up to a bullentain board and stare at it interestedly. Noa glanced at him, before looking back at the woman. "Non-smoking, please," He said. As she turned, he grabbed for Mokuba and muttered: "Stay by me!"

She nodded, taking them to a seat. "Can I get you anything to drink?"

Mokuba smiled. "Coke!" He cried as Noa nodded.

"Same,"

She nodded, handing them their menus. "Your server today will be Ryuuji, and he will be with you shortly."

The oldest boy snickered at that and nodded in thanks, taking the menu as Mokuba did as well, squirming in his seat.

She came back not long after, handing them their drinks.

Mokuba grabbed for his as Noa placed a straw in his own. The youngest had to get on his knees to reach, and Noa smiled.

After they had picked out what they wanted to eat, Ryuuji walked up. He snorted, seeing that it was Noa. "Hello."

Noa grinned happily as Mokuba was currently being entertained with his straw wrapper. "Hello," Noa said quietly, taking mental notes on what Ryuuji looked like.

Pulling out his pad of paper and pen, Ryuuji asked what they wanted. He looked much different, and much younger, without all his piercing in.

Noa ordered for himself and Mokuba, before shifting his weight slightly.

Nodding, Ryuuji left. Noa and Mokuba were the only ones in, since most adults weren't off work.

He glanced back at Mokuba, who had his chin on the table's edge.

"So how was school today?" Noa asked with a litle smile. The boy replied happily, speaking in his rapid-10-year-old Japanese.

After about 10 minuets Ryuuji returned with their meals.

Noa smiled up at him from his seat. "You look very nice," He commented.

The older boy blinked, looking at him. "The hell do you mean?"

"Without all of your little.. shining accessories." Noa replied.

"Oh..." his hand instantly went up to rub the spot where his lip ring would normally be.

Mokuba ignored them as he began to eat his meal, Noa still staring at Ryuuji with interest.

Ryuuji shifted a bit. "Stop staring at me. Its creepy."

Noa blushed and turned away. "Ah, sorry. I wasn't thinking."

Ryuuji turned to head off.

Noa sighed softly and tried to rid himself of his blush. Mokuba snickered. "You think he's cuuutteee."

The older's eyes widened. "Hush! Don't say that outloud!"

"Ha! So you admit it!" The older boy let out a breath and set his head on the table.

Ryuuji sat down at the counter, since there were no other people in his area.

"Sure," Noa said, before grabbing his fork. "Now be quiet and eat."

Glancing up, Ryuuji rolled his eyes as a boy that looked like his brother came in. "Bakura," he muttered.

Noa looked up at Ryuuji's voice.

"Hey," the white haired teen said, sitting next to Ryuuji. "Sup?"

"How many times have I said not to bother me at work?"

"Too many to count."

He went back to his food quietly, but continued listening.

"And why are you here?"

"Um... because I love you?"

Noa's eyes widened and he looked over at that.

"Let me guess... you want money to get something pierced?"

"Hell yes! I have no money, you know that!"

Noa snickered.

"I'm not paying for you to get it pierced, Bakura."

That made the boy shudder and he went back to his meal.

"Aww, Ryuuji! I looooooove you!"

Noa rolled his eyes.

"Bakura, I broke up with you, remember?"

Mokuba snickered and watched Noa.

"Bleh." Sighing, the white haired boy left, muttering something.

Noa smiled.

Ryuuji went back to what he was doing, which was nothing.

Noa eventually finished his meal, as did Mokuba.

Sighing, Ryuuji looked at the clock. Only three more hours to go.

He glanced over at the boy, and, for the hell of it: "Waiter!"

Cringing, Ryuuji got up and walked over. "Yes?"

Noa smiled at that. "Check please,"

Nodding, he went to get it, and came back.

Noa paid him quietly, leaving a pretty generous tip and standing. "Come on, Mokuba."

The black haired preteen jumped out of his seat and ran out the door.

Ryuuji put the money away quietly.

Noa smiled at him, not leaving just yet.

The older boy looked up. "What?"

"The food was very good," Noa commented, before turning.

Ryuuji gave him a strange look quietly.

"So, um... see you at school, neh?"

"Whatever."

His expression fell a bit, and he turned back to Ryuuji with a fake smile and a little wave. "Bai!" He said, before heading out the door.

Mokuba followed, giggling.

"What?"

"You liking him! Its funny!"

"What? Why?"

"Because, he's, like, punk. You hate punk kids."

Noa scoffed and continued walking. "So?"

"Didn't you and your friends beat up his brother once?"

"The little white haired boy?" Noa blinked. "I.. I don't remember that.."

"Yeah! You came home talking about how you beat up a white haired nerd!"

"...Shit. Was I drunk?"

There was a pause. "Yes."

"..damn. I need to apologize to him."

"That would be good, if you ever want his brother to like you."

"Mokuba, stop with that whole thing right now,"

"Whaaaaaat? Why do you like him, anyway? Are you on some sort of dare from your friends?"

"Of course not!" The older snapped. "Now be quiet!" :I.. was..:

The young boy rolled his eyes, before rushing ahead.

Noa kicked at his locker the next afternoon, trying his best to get it to open.

Ryuuji appeared seconds later, laughing at him. He quietly opened his own, dumping a bag in it.

He blushed, glancing at the boy before shaking it off and giving up on his locker.

"Need help?" The second year senior asked, motioning to the locker.

"..yes," Noa muttered.

"What's your combo?"

Noa said it quietly, shifting his bag to his other shoulder.

The older boy tried once, opening it. "There you go."

He blushed and smiled a bit. "Thanks."

"No problem." The older moved to walk away.

Noa threw his stuff in the locker, before closing it and sighing softly. He still had to find the white haired boy.

"Hey, Otouto," Ryuuji said, walking by the white haired boy, who smiled and waved.

Noa blinked, before running up to him. "You!"

The white haired teen jumped, dropping his books.

"Ah! Sorry," Noa shook his head, diving down to pick the boy's books up for him. "Gomen nasai.. I.. I wanted to apologize, for hurting you.. I was told that I did, and though I don't remember I'm really very sorry.." Noa trailed off, handing the books back to him.

The boy smiled weakly. "Its fine..." he whispered, looking down.

"No, it's not... I shouldn't have done that.."

The younger didn't reply, his eyes still on the floor. A few popular kids came by and shoved him, laughing.

Noa glared at them. "Fuck you!"

They stopped, turning to look at him.

"Yes?"

"What's up with you, dude? You're talking to a loser."

His glare increased. "No, I'm talking to someone whose worth talking to."

They all gave him strange looks, before walking away.

Noa scoffed and turned his attention back to the white haired boy. "You okay?"

He didn't answer, gripping his books tighter.

Noa sighed softly. "What's your name, neh?"

"Bakura Ryou..."

"Mm," He nodded. "It's nice to meet you, Ryou."

The young boy nervously shifted, swallowing.

"What's got you so nervous, huh?"

"You..."

He blinked, taken aback. "Oh..."

"Its just.. last time, you were really nice... and then..."

He blinked. "Nan?"

"You guys dragged me to the back of your friends truck and beat me up..."

Noa sighed softly. "I'm so sorry," He whispered quietly. "It wasn't my idea.. I.. I was drunk.."

"Yeah... like I said, its fine..."

Noa brushed some hair from Ryou's eyes. "You sure?"

"I... I have to get to class..." he took off, running through the halls.

Noa sighed softly and dropped his hand, heading to his own class and waiting for school to be let out.

"Friday," Ryuuji said, leaning against his car as he waited for Ryou.

Noa blinked. "Yeah.."

The older turned to look at him. "You... again."

"Hai.."

"Do you need another ride or something?"

"No, it's fine. You.. really don't seem to like me all that much, I can walk."

"All that way? Like shit. I'll give you a ride."

Noa shook his head. "No, I'll be fine."

"Listen... whatever your name is... I'm not letting you walk, okay? Its freezing out here, and its like, three fucking miles."

Noa sighed at that. "My name is Noa," He stated, before turning around.

Sighing, Ryuuji grabbed his shoulder. "Wait... its not that I don't like you, okay? I just... don't like your kind, particularly. But I don't know you as a person, and I'm sure when I do, I'll like you."

Noa tried to push the other off of his shoulder. "You don't have to,"

The older watched him. "Fine..." he muttered, before turning back to his car.

"Have fun.. with.. whatever te hell you do," Noa said softly as he began to walk from the parking lot. He shivered and sighed. : What the fuck am I thinking? I never should have taken that bet. I can't.. do that. Not anymore, anyways.:

Ryuuji looked over as Ryou walked up. He was shoved around by several kids and stumbled up to his brother quietly.

Noa glanced back, noticing one of the boys as Jounouchi. He made a move to run at him, thrusting a fist into the boy's stomach with a swift motion.

Jounouchi stumbled back, looking at Noa. "What the fuck!?" He yelled.

"Leave him the fuck alone!" Noa cried, straightening himself back up. "What the fuck is your problem?!"

"What do you mean what the fuck is my problem!? What the fuck is your problem! We always pick on the kids!"

"Doesn't make it right, you bastard!"

"But he's a loser!"

"People like you, are losers, Katsuya! People that beat random kids up because it makes them fucking feel better when they haven't had a good fuck!" Noa cried, glaring. "Well, leave us the fuck alone. Stop fucking touching him and go have a nice night with your right hand, you bastard."

Jounouchi stared at him for a moment, before backing off. He turned and walked off, his friends following.

Noa snorted and turned around the other way, before heading off again.

Ryuuji watched him quietly, before looking at Ryou. "Be back, kay?" He handed his brother the keys, before taking off after Noa. "Noa, wait!"

Noa furrowed his eyebrows and turned. "Yeah?"

"That was really nice, what you did for him... thank you."

He blinked and blushed. "Oh, I.."

The older boy smiled, his lip ring shining in the light. "Do you wanna, like, hang out some time?"

"I'd asked you first, you know."

"Yes, but back then, I didn't think you'd stand up for my brother."

"They were bastards to begin with," Noa reminded him, sighing softly and trying to keep the blushing to a minimum. He wondered briefly what it would be like, kissing a boy that had a lip ring.

"Yeah... but that was brave, standing up for him..." He sighed, shoving his hands in his pockets. "You sure you don't want a ride home?"

"I... I think I'll take the ride," He smiled a bit.

The older boy smiled, reaching out his hand.

Noa blushed again, unable to hide it, and taking his hand hesitantly.

The older walked over to the car, and they got in.

They stopped outside Noa's house quietly. "I get off at five," The older stated quietly. "If you want to drop by or something..."

"I might," Noa smiled softly.

"See you, then..."

Noa blushed. ".J..Ja ne.."

The older boy waved lightly, smiling, before using his tongue to move his lip ring back and forth.

Noa swallowed, making a noise and getting out of the car with a flushed look.

The older boy waited till he had gotten in the house to drive off.

Noa paced back and forth in front of the restaurant quietly, waiting for 5.

Ryuuji came out seconds later, hooking his jewelry back into place.

"Hey."

He smiled. "You came..."

"Of course,"

"I'm glad..." he moved to put his lip ring back in.

Noa sighed softly, wondering again as he watched the boy. "Mm.."

He moved to put his eyebrow ring in, and hissed. "Fuuuuuuuuuuck..."

"Pains?"

"Yes. It hurts like fuck." He finally placed it back in, and sighed, moving to hook his earrings in. "Why do you think I look better without these, anyway? i think they're sexy."

"I just said you looked nice. I didn't say better,"

"Ah, okay." Finishing, he smiled. "So, what you wanna do?"

"Well, what did you have in mind?"

"Well, we could... watch a movie, hang out, get you a piercing..."

"Hanging out sounds good.."

"Works for me!"

Noa chuckled a bit.

The older boy pulled his coat on, looking at Noa. He headed over to his car and beckoned for the younger boy to follow. "Where you want to go?"

"Wait.. first.. I have a question."

"Hm?"

"Can I.. kiss you?"

He blinked at that.

"I know it sounds weird," He blushed. "But, like you said, we only live once, and you know.. I was wondering what it'd be like.."

"Sure..."

"I.. I can?"

The older boy nodded.

Noa smiled and stepped up to him slowly, taking a breath and blushing. He glanced around, before putting one hand on the boy's shoulder and leaning up. He closed his eyes and pressed their lips together carefully.

The older boy slowly pressed back, closing his eyes as well.

Almost of it's own accord, the green haired boy's tongue slipped out from his lips to run itself over Ryuuji's.

The older pulled away at this, looking at Noa.

Noa blinked and pulled his hand away, flushed. He touched his lips, before closing his eyes and shaking his head fiercely. "Sorry, so sorry,"

"Its fine... everyone loses control every once in a while."

"I wasn't.. thinking.." Noa breathed.

"Like I said, its fine, really."

Noa nodded. "I'm still sorry,"

"Well that's your free right," he older boy smiled.

Noa blushed a bit, swallowing. "Soo.."

"So..." Ryuuji replied, motioning to the car. "Where are we going?"

"I dunno..." He muttered. "Anywhere you know?"

"Well, there's this one spot I always go in the forest..."

"Yeah?"

"You wanna go there?"

"Sure," Noa smiled.