Hi everyone. Just to say this story will be long and my updating may be erratic, but i have the entire storyline planned out so it is just school getting in my way.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh or anything associated with it. I only own the plot.
Invisibility is a strange thing, Ryou decided. One day you're alone, in the background, watching your friends have fun and play cards with beaming smiles on their faces, wishing you were too. The next thing you know, you're in the spotlight, feeling as if you're as naked as the day you were born and expected to do some sort of dance for other's entertainment. The ability to be overshadowed by life flickers on and off without the user knowing and, for no reason at all, you find yourself blinded by the spotlight you wanted anywhere but on you. Ryou Bakura, of course, found this out like he did everything else; the hard way.
He had been walking quietly to school, as he always did without consequence, when he had suddenly been bowled over by what felt like a 10-tonne truck. He later found out that it had, in fact, been one painfully exited Marik Ishtar who had just travelled from the sweltering heat of Egypt (or maybe he was opinionated, after all he moved to Japan from England, of all places) and was so happy to remove half the Sahara desert from his hair that he did not see the Albino boy minding his own business. When the previous owner of the Millennium ring arrived to class, he was met with his new partner (or, should he be correct, old partner of the spirit who once took over his body) who, for the entire 30 minutes, did nothing but apologise for his actions towards the white-haired male. It was only later he figured out what he was referring to.
It turned out that Marik was actually sorry for all the misdeeds he committed towards Ryou in Battle City while partners with the sprit, and it took several attempts at interruption before Marik stopped rambling for enough time to listen, only to hear that Ryou was well aware of what Marik had done to him that time that seemed so long ago and forgiven him for it already. It also took all of the younger boy's willpower not to burst into fits of laughter at the shock evident on the tanned boy's face. The pair had become quick friends being almost opposites of each other in physical appearance and mental state; Ryou was pale, calm and quiet while Marik was tanned and boisterous. They completed each other. It was as if they were night and day.
It was barely a month before Marik had kissed Ryou. It was a very romantic setting; he had to admit, under an umbrella in the park in the rain was exactly what he had been hoping for with his first kiss. They started to date no less than a week afterwards, which seemed to please most of the friendship group. Things were starting to look up for Ryou Bakura.
Only little did he know, things were about to get a whole lot worse...