Chapter 2
I eagerly stared at the red second hand on the clock. The time was 2:49. 45 seconds till school was over. I tapped my pencil impatiently on my desk. It seemed like I was the only one that wanted to get out of this hell hole… I continued watching the clock and realized that school was over. The bell rang about three seconds later. Fuck yes. Finally. This day seemed to be dragging on longer than usual.
My teacher stood up at her desk. "Alright class, read chapters 11 to 14 for homework tonight. We will have a brief writing assignment at the beginning of class tomorrow as a reading check. You are now dismissed." She began to sit back down, but quickly stood back up and looked toward me. "Bakura, may I see you for a few minutes?" She asked me, seemingly annoyed. Oh fuck. What the hell does this woman want from me…
"Fine." I groaned angrily and walked up to her desk.
My teacher gave me a disappointed look and began to frown. "Bakura, do you know what your grade is right now?" Before I could even reply, she answered her own question "A 34. A 34, Bakura." I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms over my chest.
"Well what do you want me to do about that?" I shrugged my shoulders.
"Well, Bakura, It just seems like you don't care about your grade. You never do the homework, you never study, and you always walk into class with a negative attitude." I rolled my eyes again. "Bakura, don't roll your eyes. Most teachers wouldn't try to help you improve. I think you need a tutor." I shuddered at the thought of being given more school work and being treated like a child by some adult that I barely knew. My teacher noticed my body language. "Don't worry. It will help you. Don't you want help?! I could even tutor you if you want. I'm trying to be nice, but you don't seem to care."
I sighed. "Look, can we talk about this another day. I really need to get home." I used my most innocent voice. I seriously needed to get this day over with… My teacher shook her head in disappointment.
"Fine… as long as you come by sometime this week." I practically stormed out of the room as soon as I heard her say the word fine.
I started running toward my locker. My locker was on the other side of the school from where my last class was. I didn't really care about the 'No running in the halls' rule. I just wanted to get home so I could lock my door and listen to music and play guitar for the rest of the night so no one can bother me. That's what I usually did. I heard the sound of a teacher yelling my name and I turned around.
"Bakura! No running in the halls!" I looked behind me and saw that she had already gone back into her classroom. Oh well.
Suddenly, I felt myself slam directly into another person and fell to the floor with a sharp, shooting pain going straight up my arm as I felt it twist backwards.
"FUCK!" I shouted in pain as I grabbed my arm and pulled it toward me. Oh shit, I hope I didn't run into a teacher… I laid on the floor in agonizing pain from my arm and suddenly heard a familiar voice talking to himself.
"Shit! My nose is bleeding" the voice cursed. I turned around to see who the voice belonged to. My heart stopped when I saw who it was. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I cursed in my mind. What I saw in front of me was Marik sitting up and holding his nose as it was gushing blood. Marik looked at me, and suddenly his face grew red. "B-Bakura?" He asked shyly.
"Oh god Marik…. I'm really sorry…" I had never really said sorry to anyone before… But right now, I actually felt truly and terribly sorry, because it was my fault... I ran over to him and put my good arm around him and helped him get up. His face flushed a tad darker when I put my arm on him… Strange…
"No… no…" He assured me, blood dripping down his chin, "I should have been watching where I was going… Are you okay?" He asked, sounding worried.
"Oh, I'm fine" I quickly answered him. "My arm hurts a little, but I'll shake it off… Now let's clean you up a little." He nodded his head and we headed toward the bathroom. Luckily, there was one nearby, so we didn't have to let Marik keep dripping blood all over everything… Once we reached the bathroom, I pulled out as many paper towels as I could hold and pressed them onto Marik's nose, which was not getting any better…
"Thanks" He said in a muffled, nasally tone. "Oh, and you don't have to stay with me… I can clean myself up"
"Well, thanks, but no thanks," I paused. "It was my fault that this happened, so I intend to stay and help you." Marik's cheeks grew slightly pink as a smile curved on to his face.
"Thanks Bakura… and are you sure you are okay?"
"Perfectly fine." I nodded. "Are you getting any better?"
"Yeah, I think it's starting to slow do…" Marik was interrupted by the bathroom door creaking as it opened and a familiar face walked in. Seto Kaiba. The rich asshole that thought he was better than everyone.
"Hey Marik." He waved to Marik sarcastically as he walked in.
"Oh… uh… Hi Kaiba. Seto laughed.
"Shut up, Marik. I was just kidding. You don't have any friends…" Marik had a sad look on his face after Kaiba spoke. Suddenly Kaiba started staring at me. He examined me up and down and then leaned in toward Marik's ear. "Are you dating this kid? Y'know, he's obviously gay" He whispered loud purposely so I could hear him. "Just like you." Marik's frown grew deeper, and his shoulders started to slump down. He looked like an innocent child that had just lost their parents. Seto laughed at Marik's expression. This made me angry. I was pissed off now. Kaiba was such an ass… I didn't want to hear another word out of him. Suddenly, my anger controlled me and I screamed at Kaiba.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP, ASSHOLE" I screamed as I forcefully punched him across the face.
"SHIT!" He shouted. I looked at Marik. His hands were covering his mouth and his eyes were wide with shock. I looked back at Kaiba, who now had a dark red mark on the side of his face in the shape of a fist. He was pissed. I didn't really care. I knew I could easily beat him up. "YOU'RE GONNA GET IT YOU LITTLE FAG!" He extended his arm and tried to punch me, but before his fist could make contact with my face, I grabbed his wrist and twisted it back as far as I could, making Kaiba fall to the ground in agony. I looked back at Marik, his nose had stopped bleeding, and he was still in complete shock from what had just happened.
"Come on Marik, let's go." I stated calmly. Marik nodded and followed me out the door.
"What was that?!" He asked in amazement.
"Well, I didn't like the way he was talking to you I guess… I just got tired of his bullshit, so I kicked his ass…."
Marik's smile grew wider. I liked when Marik smiled. Especially when I made him smile… Wait… Did I… Do I… What did I just… What the fuck did I just think… I tried to erase the thought from my mind, but I couldn't. I Did like Marik's smile… And I did like making him smile… But that doesn't mean anything… I mean, I just met this kid today… And I do think he's nice… But I just thought of him as a friend….right..? I was suddenly startled as Marik loudly clapped in my face.
"BAKURA!" he screamed.
I jumped and shrieked like a girl, Making Marik Burst into laughter, which made me blush. "What the hell was that for!?" I yelled.
"Well, you were just staring into space for the past two minutes, and I wanted to get your attention!" He said while still laughing.
"Whatever…" I shrugged. "Well I have to get home now, so… Bye I guess." I turned around and headed toward my locker, but I stopped as I felt Marik's hand on my shoulder. I turned around and looked at him. "Yes…?" I asked.
"Are you walking home?" I nodded. "Which way do you go? Right or left?"
"Left… Why?"
"Well… Do you wanna walk home together..?" He shrugged. I felt my face get a little red. No one had ever really shown any interest in being friends with me.
"Uhh… Sure." I smiled.
"Bakura… Your allergies are acting up again" He laughed.
"What… What are you talking about…?" I asked.
"Well, you're blushing again." He punched my shoulder jokingly.
"Oh…" I flushed darker. Dammit! What the hell was up with me when I'm around this kid?! Marik noticed the color of my face and held in a giggle. "Whatever, let's just go…" I turned around and started walking as he followed next to me. I seriously hoped that this would be the possible start of a friendship…
