Author's notes: Thank you to all my previous reviewers! I truly appreciate your reviews! Here's chapter two. Read and review!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in the story.
~~~ Last time ~~~
" Grr… PHARAOH!" came a roar from under Yami Yuugi.
Yami Yuugi froze. That voice was painfully familiar…
~~~ Present ~~~
Yami Bakura's face was livid. His white hair was now in the color of blue, green, yellow and red, making him look like a complete idiotic clown.
" I…I…I'm sorry!" Yami Yuugi exclaimed as he moved himself away from Yami Bakura.
The duo was making a scene in front of the whole class. Everybody was shocked, looking at Yami Yuugi and Yami Bakura with their jaws dropped. Somewhere in their mind, they knew that Yami Yuugi is in deep shit.
Kaiba was the only one in the class not looking at them, and Yami Malik's facial expression was a million miles away from shock. Instead, he looked extremely…excited.
" SORRY MY FOOT!" Yami Bakura yelled as he grabbed Yami Yuugi by his hair and tried to strangle him.
" Kura! Stop that!" Ryou cried, alarmed that Yami Bakura would actually strangle the Pharaoh in front of the whole class.
Their art teacher, too, jumped into the scene.
" Bakura! Stop! You'll kill Atemu!" he shouted, trying to free Yami Bakura's hands from Yami Yuugi's neck.
Yami Yuugi turned blue in the face. He waved his hands wildly and kicked his legs madly in all directions. That stupid art teacher is definitely not helping him by pressing hard on Yami Bakura's hands, thinking that that might free that stupid Tomb Robber's hands away from his throat. He's going to die! He needs oxygen! Oxygen! Oxy-
His foot somehow hit something soft and the hands on his neck had loosened. He saw blood on his hands and in between his nails. Looking at his foot, he knew who he had kicked, and it'd certainly a bad omen for him…
" Argh! Pharaoh! You are so DEAD!" Yami Bakura cried as he clutched his stomach, the spot where Yami Yuugi had kicked.
" I did not mean it! I did not did it on purpose! I did not-"
" SHUT UP WITH YOUR CRAP!"
Soon, Yami Bakura was chasing Yami Yuugi all over the classroom. Yami Yuugi was running like a chicken with its head chopped off, banging into tables and chairs. Paint was splattered all around the classroom.
" STOP!" the art teacher roared.
Everybody froze at his or her position. Looking at the art teacher, Yami Yuugi knew he's in deep water…
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" What do you two think you're doing?" the principal bellowed, pointing at Yami Yuugi and Yami Bakura.
Well, shortly after their art teacher had roared at them, the principal barged in and saw the always fighting duo, Yami Yuugi and Yami Bakura fighting again, so he had no choice but to drag them into his office.
Yami Bakura snorted uninterestedly and stared at the familiar portraits on the wall. He could simply remember every detail of this room. He had come into this room with the Pharaoh so many times that he lost count of them.
" You!" the principal yelled, pointing at Yami Bakura, " don't daydream! How many times must I tell you not to get violence and start killing your classmates? And you!" the principal pointed at the yawning Yami Yuugi, " you should at least try to settle the problem in a more civilized way instead of kicking your classmate and scratching your art teacher in the process!"
Yami Yuugi stared at his nails. So this was where the blood had come from. Looking up, he saw Yami Bakura looking at him. If Yami Bakura was staring at him, he could simply ignore him. But Yami Bakura was glaring at him in a murderous way somehow…in a way that reminded him of how the murderers in the TV programs stare at their victims…
Gulping, Yami Yuugi turned his attention back to the ranting principal…
" Yami, you should really learn how to protect yourself. You should learn some martial arts or something," Yuugi said.
Yami Yuugi sighed. He had earned himself a week of detention with the Tomb Robber. What did that damn principal had said? " You two should learn how to communicate with each other" well, that's how he put it, but deep inside, Yami Yuugi had the suspicions that the principal just wanted to put him and the Tomb Robber together and see both of them kill each other. Like this, he would finally have the peace he wanted so much.
" I can't imagine the horror! A week of detention with that Tomb Robber? I would rather die!" Yami Yuugi lamented.
" It's not as if I wanted to have detention with you," a voice from behind said.
Yuugi and Ryou were planning to go to Ryou's apartment to do their project work. Yami Bakura scowled and said something about a certain midget contaminating his air. Yami Yuugi decided to go straight back to the Game Shop, so they separated and went to their respective destinations.
Once Yami Yuugi reached the Game shop, he threw his school bag onto the couch. Grampa was not home. After eating an apple, he decided it's time to bathe. He simply couldn't stand the dirty school uniform he was wearing.
Placing his Millennium Puzzle on the table, Yami Yuugi saw Yuugi's project book on his table. It's probably that Yuugi had forgotten to take it away. Maybe I'll send it back to Yuugi later, Yami Yuugi thought. Glad that he could finally get rid of his dirty uniform, Yami Yuugi undressed quickly and get unto the shower.
Warm water sprayed on him, making him feel refreshed and exhilarated. That's what that had always cheered him up. A shower…
Crank. A large sound interrupted his train of thoughts. Someone was getting into his room by his window! Yami Yuugi turned the tap off immediately and grabbed for his towel. The person outside was extremely careful to mask his footsteps, but Yami Yuugi could still hear it.
Without even drying himself, Yami Yuugi put on his fresh set of clothes and cautiously opened the bathroom door. A familiar figure with black trench coat was seen in front of his table. The white hair was so familiar that Yami Yuugi could even recognize the person even if he had completely lost his memory.
Yami Bakura was fingering the Millennium Puzzle. Clutched in his left hand was a thin notebook. So after all this months, the Tomb Robber had finally decided to steal my Millennium Puzzle! Yami Yuugi thought.
He looked around for a weapon. Just right beside him was his extra thick hard-covered dictionary. He could use it against Yami Bakura. No matter how strong Yami Bakura is, his skull would not survive such a heavy blow.
Walking stealthily, Yami Yuugi approached Yami Bakura. Yami Bakura seemed to be too engrossed in the Millennium Puzzle that he did not notice Yami Yuugi behind him. Bracing himself, Yami Yuugi raised the dictionary high up, ready to knock Yami Bakura out cold.
Drip-drop…drip-drop…
The water on Yami Yuugi's hair dripped on the floor. Yami Bakura immediately turned over. Cursing, Yami Yuugi launched himself forward and hit Yami Bakura hard with the dictionary.
Luckily, Yami Bakura raised his hands up in defense quick enough to block the first blow.
" What the. Pharaoh! What do you think you're-" Yami Bakura's luck went out.
Yami Yuugi had hit him hard on the head with the dictionary, knocking him unconscious.
Blood could be seen. It dyed Yami Bakura's snowy white hair to deep crimson. Dropping down the dictionary, Yami Yuugi rushed for the phone. He dialed Ryou's number.
" Hello. Who is this?" came Yuugi's voice. " Are you looking for Ryou?"
" Yuugi! Bakura is-"
" Oh! Bakura! Had he found my project book?" Yuugi asked cheerfully.
" Huh? Project book… Isn't he here to steal the…" Yami Yuugi dropped the phone.
In Yami Bakura's left hand clutched Yuugi's project book…
" OH SHIT! I'M GOING TO BE SO DEAD!"
Yami Yuugi had dragged Yami Bakura to his bed after much effort. He had called for Yuugi and Ryou to come to the Game Shop immediately.
Thinking back, Yami Yuugi felt really stupid. After he had known what Yami Bakura's true intention is, he was hysterical. He even screamed in the phone for Yuugi to arrive immediately.
" Hey, are you awake?" Yami Yuugi said to the unconscious Yami Bakura, shaking him. He could see that Yami Bakura's Millennium Ring had done a good job healing him, but he can't be sure if Yami Bakura will be all right.
Sitting down on his bed beside Yami Bakura, Yami Yuugi leaned closer to Yami Bakura and slowly carried his head and tilted it to the back to see if the bleeding have stopped. Looking at the red and white hair, Yami Yuugi smiled. If only h have a camera now. Like this, he could show Yami Bakura how terrible he looked.
A soft tinkling could be heard. Yami Yuugi frowned. It was the Ring. It was on Yami Bakura's chest, glowing, indicating that it was still healing Yami Bakura. Raising a finger, Yami Yuugi slowly touched the Ring.
A warm glow spread from his finger to his whole body. This reminded Yami Yuugi of the Millennium Ring's previous master, one of his most trusted priests. Sighing, Yami Yuugi pushed the thoughts about his past away.
He was quite surprised that Yami Bakura would actually not steal the Millennium Puzzle even though no one was there to guard it. Maybe he did change, Yami Yuugi thought.
Yami Yuugi didn't know why, but his fingers started moving on their own, stroking Yami Bakura's hair gently. It felt so soft, only that the blood made it king of sticky. He did not realise just how Yami Bakura looked back then.
Snowy white hair framing the beautiful face, Yami Bakura simply looked gorgeous. Now that he's unconscious, Yami Yuugi could see that the usual cruel expression wasn't there. Instead, Yami Bakura's hard expression was softened, making him look more irresistibly beautiful.
Maybe that's how he looked actually. A bit of a smug smirk on his face, but still beautiful. Those full lips and the magnificent brown eyes…
Ack. What am I thinking of? Yami Yuugi thought, still cradling Yami Bakura's head in his arms. But those magnetic brown eyes really captured him. So wide, so beautiful, so charming… Wait. Now this is seriously getting creepy. How could an unconscious person be staring at you?
Author's notes: That's all for this chapter! Please review!