A young boy with long flowing white hair walked down the streets of Domino city. The boy's lean figure swayed as he walked, his massager bag resting carefully in front of him so no one would steal from it. His arms were covered with long blue sleeves that seemed to be arm warmers while his blue shirt's sleeves came to his elbows like his arm warmers. The boy's hood on the shirt was pulled up to hide his face from people passing by.
The boy clutched the white and blue book back as he entered Domino Arts University, the very school that holds many of the murders from the Crimson Scar.
"Ryou!" A voice yelled which the boy ignored completely.
"Ryou Dawn don't you ignore me!" Ryou sighed as he turned around just as his friend- boyfriend- Malik came running up to him.
"Why were you ignoring me?" Malik pouted as he rested his hands on his hips, his purple shirt showing off his midriff and his smooth unmarred skin.
"Ryou!" Ryou snapped his head up to look at Malik.
"Ah sorry…you know that killer is on the loose, I don't want the killer to know my name." Ryou waved his wrist as they started to walk to class.
"No one has been making fun of your skin against are they?" Malik held onto Ryou's hand tightly.
Ryou looked down at his feet as he bit his lip. When Ryou was 8 years old he had been in a car accident with his mom and sister. The two were killed on impact when somehow Ryou survived but when Ryou had gotten out of the car, the other car they had hit had exploded leaving Ryou in the hospital with scar and burns along the left side of his body.
But the worst part about it was that Ryou had suffered great brain damage that damaged his nerve system, in effect the boy could not feel anything. No pain, no pleasure, Nothing.
"No, No one has been making fun of me, I've been careful not to show any skin and I got permission from the head master to wear my hood." Ryou sighed shakily as they walked in their classroom.
"Ryou watch out!"
Too late.
Ryou bumped into someone that was standing in front of him and fell back, his hood falling back to reveal his long while hair and zig-zag of scars and burns along his face. The boy looked up with a gasp at a man who also had long white hair which was wilder then Ryou's and his eyes were the color of crimson.
The man stared widen eyed at Ryou's scars which was quickly covered as Malik helped Ryou up. Ryou clutched onto his hood as he bowed to the man before quickly running to his seat.. Malik bowed to the man before retreating after his boyfriend. The man stared in interest at the boy with the scars as he sat down in the second row of seats. A smirk tailed over his face as he watched the boy-Ryou was is? - pull his hood closer to his face to hide what he thought an ugly scar.
"Well, seems like everyone is here. Hello class, my name is Bakura Tozoku. But you may call me Bakura or Professor Bakura. I will be your replacement professor for your old professor who….is sadly not with us any longer…" The class all lowered their heads in respect.
"Now what was the last thing you here were working on?" The boy who sat next to Ryou raised his hand.
"We were working on a drawing that portrays the beauty in the most dangerous or-. " The boy looked to Ryou who lowered his head and squeezed his hand.
"Not beautiful things."Most of the students began to murmur to themselves, some looking to Ryou. Bakura nodded in agreement.
"Alright then, I want you all to draw a place or person you believe portrays or represents this beauty, I don't want to see any ugly things such as stick figures…let's not act like high schoolers and I don't expect you to draw these ways because your are all Art Majors."
Everyone then started to work. Ryou lifted his head slightly, looking directly at Bakura who was watching him. Just barely could Bakura see the scars and burns running along the left side of Ryou's face. The boy jumped slightly when he realized they were staring at each other. The boy blushed, looking down as he pulled out a paper and began to draw.
About an hour and a half passed before everyone finished. Some students shown and explained what they had drawn.
"Anyone else like to share?" Bakura looked around the room before stopping at Ryou who slowly stood up. Everyone looked to Ryou as he walked down the rows off tables. Once he came to the over head he set his picture on it and it came up on screen. There on the screen was a picture of a person with its back turned to them. The back of the person was littered with scars and burn marks along the back of the person. The closer you look it seemed to be a male. Everyone began to murmur in curiosity.
"Shh class…Now Ryou why did you choose this as your creation of beauty?"
Ryou remained silent before speaking.
"I drew this to represent that there is beauty in scars that people bare, wither it be scars, burns, or even veins that show on the skin…I'd say they are beauty scars, not marks, Beauty scars." Ryou then bowed and left his drawing on Bakura's desk before walking back to his seat.
Bakura took the drawing, staring at it with a large smirk. He quickly wiped away the smirk as he stood.
"Very good Ryou. Beauty can be portrayed in the public as anything from a man who is buff and handsome to a woman who wears make up and tries to make themselves skinner and skinner. As Ryou explained." Bakura started to walk up the rows of tables.
"Beauty can be portrayed as scars or burns…for example the mass murderers 'Crimson Killers' We have all heard of them to scar the victim's body and drain their blood, at times a chunk of meat is missing from their body." Bakura then started to walk down the stairs.
"Everyone seems to believe that the two killers love and think what they are doing is beautiful."
Everyone began to murmur and look to Ryou.
"Class, Class! However though Ryou shows us that he believes that scars are beautiful, does not mean he is the killer."
The class jumped at the sound of a chair being pushed back against the sleek flooring. Ryou stood with his head lowered, gathering up his bag and notebook he walked around Malik then around Bakura and descended down the stairs before running out of the room. Malik glared back at the class and Bakura before grabbing his belongings and running after his boyfriend.