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Ryou walked down the hallway with Yugi; both chatting as they approached their lockers. Yugi grabbed his gym clothes and put away his English book, "Yeah, I agree. Miss Alabaster is definitely banging Coach Rye."

Ryou laughed, "Did you see the way she blushed when he walked past her this morning?"

"Well, can you imagine the coach in bed? He may be a jerk but he definitely isn't bad looking."

"You two are like girls!" Both Yugi and Ryou turned around to see Marik laughing. "And you are absolutely correct; the coach is an animal."

Ryou suddenly paled. Oh no.

Marik slung an arm around Ryou, who was now zoned out looking at something across the hall.

Marik and Yugi frowned, "Ryou what-" both stopped their sentence. Down by the water fountain Bakura was making out with his new girlfriend-Tea Gardner. He had his arms around her waist, and she was leaning into him. She looked a bit more into it than him, but both were eating face either way.

"Ugh gross," Marik frowned. "I still can't believe they hooked up."

"I'm sorry Ryou." Yugi patted Ryou's arm, and pulled him in for a hug.

"It's okay, I mean, we would never happen." Ryou tried to smile, but kept looking over at the couple.

"Don't say that!" Yugi slapped his head playfully and pretended to be angry.

"The two of them just look so awful. I mean, the captain of the cheerleading squad with Bakura! I've known Bakura as long as I can remember, and he has never ever swung towards the preppy, needy girls." Marik shook his head.

"Do you think she's blackmailing him?" Yugi asked as he shut his locker.

"I don't think so." Ryou shut his as well, "Bakura doesn't seem like the kind of person to allow something like that to happen."

Marik nodded, "I agree. Maybe she's homie hopping? Remember when she dated Yami?"

Yugi paled, and pretended to throw up, "That was awful. I don't think I ever hated anyone as much as when she made out with him all through lunch that one day."

"Shh! He's walking over here." Ryou made a frantic motion with his hands.

"Hey guys. Ready for P.E.?" Bakura smiled and shoved his hands in his pockets.

He smells like cheap perfume Ryou frowned.

"As ready as I'll ever be." Yugi sighed as they all began to walk towards the gym.

"I am soready. Coach is a fine specimen." Malik whistled.

"Coach hates you Marik." Bakura deadpanned. "I think if you flirt with him one more time he's going to just skip giving you extra laps and punch you in the face."

"Mmm like I care." Marik laughed. Ryou stayed quiet and put his hands in the pockets of his grey sweatshirt. He stared down at his light blue jeans and black toms. The wallet chain he had hanging out of his pocket slightly chattered with every step.

"Ryou?"

"Huh?" He looked up at Bakura.

"Are you coming?" Bakura stood at the locker room door.

"Oh! Um, yes, sorry." He jogged over and thanked Bakura for holding open the door.

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Ryou stood in his black P.E. shorts and grey shirt that was way too big for him. His shorts sagged off of his boney hips and scuffed his shoes together nervously. He paled as the coach picked teams.

"Bakura- skins."

Ryou sighed as he realized what the coach was doing. Again he was putting all the scrawny and out of shape boys on one side, and the fit, strong ones on the other. The coach got some kick out of seeing the weaklings of the class get pummeled in dodge ball. Although he was annoyed by being put on a sad team, he was relieved to be shirts. There is no way I could walk around confidently showing how ugly and scrawny I am. He gazed over at Bakura who was throwing his shirt off to the side.

"Hey coach!" Marik called. "Don't you think you should be skins too~?" He grinned.

"Shut it Ishtar before I make you run laps until your legs fall off!"

"Oooh, spicey!" Marik sneered.

Ryou looked over to see Yugi and Marik on his shirts team. Marik was tiny, but he sure could throw a ball. He had a snarl on his face, "I'm ready to kick ass." They all backed up against the wall.

Yugi didn't look so confident. He stood slightly behind Marik. The rest of the boys on the shirts team trembled.

"Kick ass? Don't you mean get your own ass kicked?" Some kucklehead on the football team yelled from across the gym.

"I'd like to see you try!" Marik yelled back.

Bakura put one hand to the wall and put on a determined face. Ryou found it extremely difficult to pay attention as Bakura took his position amongst the other shirtless guys. Man he has muscle-no! Pay attention Ryou.

"All right boys, you know the rules. No throwing at the face. If you're hit then you are out."

When the coach blew the whistle, everyone ran for the dodge balls. As usual, the strong team got most of them, and began to pick off the shirts team one by one.

Ryou panicked and dodged as balls came flying past his face. Marik picked one up and threw it, hitting a boy in the shoulder so hard he fell backwards.

"Yeah Marik!" Yugi high-fived him. He then turned and screamed as a ball came screeching towards his face. He ducked and it flew directly into a boy behind him.

So far eleven had been hit from Ryous team, and only four had been hit on Bakuras.

Bakura was a machine, ducking and throwing faster than anyone. He hit a large boy who had been trembling next to Ryou.

Ryou turned and suddenly screamed, "Yugi look out!"

Yugi turned, but was hit directly in the stomach. "Oof!"

He fell down and flushed.

"Are you okay?" Ryou asked.

"Yeah. I'm alright," Yugi smiled.

"Moto! You're out!" The coach yelled from the side. Yugi scrambled to get off the court.

Ryou noticed that only six boys remained on his team- soon to become five as Bakura threw a fast ball directly at Marik.

Marik had just taken out another boy and was hit right in the arm.

"Ugh Bakura!" Marik screamed. Bakura did nothing but laugh. "Jerk I'll kick your-"

"Out!" Coach yelled, and Marik scuffled away.

Ryou kept dodging with surprising skill as every single boy aimed at him. He was now the last one remaining.

"Someone hit him!"

Bakura threw a ball aimed for his stomach. Ryou noticed that less force had been put into his throw than usual. He rolled out of the way and dodged another that had been soaring towards his leg.

All the boys of his team cheered for Ryou, especially Marik and Yugi.

"Go Ryou!"

"Look out on your left!"

Bakura noticed how well Ryou was dodging all of the attacks, and smiled a bit proud. He threw another ball, and tried to be gentle with this one as well, hoping no one noticed.

The cheers stopped when a ball Ryou hadn't seen coming finally contacted his arm, and toppled him over to the ground.

Everyone on skins team cheered, and the losing team sighed. Ryou sat on the ground in defeat. I lost the game. I guess there was no way we had a chance anyways. He began to stand up when suddenly a searing pain hit him straight in the face. A ball had attacked him so hard, it had knocked him to the ground onto his back. He curled his hands around his face and screamed.

"Ryou!" Yugi and Marik yelled simultaneously. They both ran over to Ryous side, who was whimpering in pain.

The jock that had just thrown the ball high-fived his friends and laughed.

Meanwhile Bakura was furious.

"Who the hell threw that?!" Bakura growled loudly at his team. Everyone went a bit silent. Bakura has always had a reputation, and nobody really wanted to stand up to him. (Except a particularly stupid football player).

"Why does it matter?" One of the jocks shrugged his shoulders. "We won!"

"The fuck it matters!" Bakura snapped. His hands curled into fists. "He was already down, the game had ended and you deliberately hit him in the face." Bakura stomped over to the tall guy who had hit Ryou.

"It was just a joke man. Get out of my face before I knock you out," The guy growled nonchalantly.

"Knock me out? I'm going to kick your ass so hard you won't be able to walk home today," Bakura took a step forward and raised his right fist. No way was the height difference going to weaken his chances of winning; never has before and never will. He was thrown away from the bully when Coach Rye put his hands between the two and shoved them apart.

"Enough. All of you back to the dressing rooms before I send you all to the dean!" The coach yelled. Bakura huffed and the jock glared before joining his friends and walking along with the rest of the class.
"Whatever Rye-Bread."

"Sanders if I ever hear you call me that nickname again it will be my foot in your ass!" The coach yelled after the football players.

Bakura turned around and jogged over to where Yugi and Marik were helping Ryou stand.

"Are you okay?" Bakura asked.

"Yea" Ryou's voice was shaky, and he was covering up his bleeding nose. His eye was already swollen and black. He staggered a bit, but Yugi and Marik held him steadily.

"No you're not. We're taking you to the nurse." Yugi said. Marik nodded.

"Don't worry about it guys." Bakura said, and he put his hand under Ryou's arms. "I'll take him. You two go to class."

"You sure?" Marik asked.

"Yeah man. I got it." Bakura walked along with Ryou.

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This is so embarrassing. Ryou blushed as Bakura helped him through the hallway.

As they walked Ryou studied Bakura's face out of the corner of his eye. His messy white hair was ruffled after throwing on his shirt so quickly, and his eyes stared purposefully in front of him. Being much taller than Ryou, he saw his strong jaw that was clenched showing a bit of anger.

After a bit of silence Bakura said, "Don't be embarrassed."

Ryou backpedaled and gasped. "W-wha-,"

"Your emotions are all over your face, Ryou," Bakura gave a small smile. Ryou sighed.

"I can't believe I got hit in the face."

"It was not your fault. He hit you while you were down. You were actually kind of amazing."

Ryou flushed, "N-no, I can't throw-"

"But you sure can dodge." Bakura grinned. Ryou flushed and looked away.

As they neared the nurses' office, they passed Tea who was skipping class with two friends. She gasped and ran over.

"Bakura! How are you lovely?" She kissed him on the cheek. Ryou looked down. Lovely?

"I'm taking my friend to the nurse." Bakura looked at Ryou who was avoiding his gaze. Friend….

"Oh." She looked over at Ryou with little interest. "Well do you want to go somewhere after school today?" She fluttered her eyelashes, "Like my house?"

Ryou turned pink and clenched his jaw. Please don't say yes.

"No, I think after I'm just going to take Ryou home." That comment made Ryou turn to look at Bakura.

Tea gasped, "You're going to skip class?"

Bakura deadpanned a little, "Tea, you're skipping class right now."

She looked a little surprised, and then laughed, "Oh yeah! Well, just text me later and come over okay cutie?" Cutie!? Ryou tasted bile in his throat. This is pitiful.

"Okay," The two kissed and after Bakura continued to walk Ryou to the nurses' office.

"Sorry about that-"

"Don't worry about it."

Bakura gave a confused glance to Ryou but said nothing.

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Bakura and Ryou sat silently on the couch watching T.V. After the nurses, like Bakura had said, he took Ryou home. The atmosphere had been a little awkward ever since. He idly fingered the bandage over his nose and his fingers brushed over the painful bruise around his eye.

"Would you like me to make you some tea?" Bakura asked, watching as Ryou flinched when his fingers had reached a particularly painful spot on his face.

Ryou turned and gave a smile that made Bakura's heart stop for a moment. "Shouldn't I be the one to offer you tea?"

"Yeah, but you're the one who had to reset their nose." Bakura stood up. "Which cupboard?"

"The one on the very left."

A moment later Bakura came back with two cups of tea. He handed one to Ryou, who thanked him graciously. Ryou noticed that he sat noticeably closer to him than where he had been sitting before.

Ryou sipped the drink, and then stared into the cup as he mumbled.

"What?" Bakura asked, who was leaning back into the couch.

"Oh, nothing." Another silence.

This is awful. It's so embarrassing him having to walk me to the nurse and watch me cry as she reset my nose. And then he was nice enough to walk me home. He really should have just left me there. Did I even thank him? I should probably do that.

"Thank you for walking me back." Ryou said.

"It wasn't a problem. I was so angry at that asshole." Bakura growled.

Ryou just smiled. "It's alright."

"How are you okay with that!" Bakura raised his voice, but apologized when he saw Ryou's shocked face.

"Well…" Ryou began slowly, "Me getting angry at people who are mean to me isn't going to get me anywhere. I've just come to learn that shit is going to happen and getting upset over every little thing will just tire me out quicker."

Bakura sat silent for a moment before saying, "I guess so."

Ryou looked away.

"You remind me of an old man."

"Excuse me?"

Bakura laughed, "Just all wise and shit. You're admirable."

Ryou blushed and laughed nervously, "Thank you."

After a less awkward silence, Ryou finally said in such a quiet voice that Bakura almost didn't catch it; "Why are you dating Tea?"

Bakuras head spun over to look at Ryou who was staring into his drink like it would give him the answers to all his questions.

"Umm…" Bakura didn't know how to answer. He looked at Ryou, trying to catch his eye.

"I mean…she came up to me a week or two ago and said that we should go out or something. I mean, it had been such a long time since I'd actually dated anyone I just said alright. Why?" Bakura scooted closer to Ryou.

"I-I just-" Ryou took a breath and stared at his shoes. "She just doesn't seem to fit you is all."

Bakura leaned back, "Mm…I guess. Why do you think?"

"You just seem like the kind of person who likes intelligence." Ryou didn't mean it, but the words flowed with a bit of sass.

Bakura laughed, and Ryou backpedled, "I-I mean- I'm sorry! I didn't mean to offend her- I just-"

Bakura laughed even harder, "No, no. I understand what you mean. That was just really funny."

Ryou turned blood red and covered his eyes.

"Ryou."

His eyes snapped open when he felt a hand on his chin, forcing him to look at Bakura.

"Why do you care if I date Tea?"

Ryou swallowed. Quick, come up with an excuse!

"Y-you're j-just a good friend. And I c-care is all." He did his best to keep eye contact with Bakura but failed.

A rough tug on his chin caused both of their faces to be mere inches from one another.

"Don't lie to me." Bakura's voice was low and his breath drifted across his face, touching the sore areas of his face.

"U-um-"Bakuras face was about to make contact with Ryou's when a loud knock on the door caused the two to break apart quickly.

*Knock knock knock!* "Ryou! Open the door! I heard ya broke yer nose! Are ya okay?"

"Yes, open the door please!"

"RYOU WE HAVE PIZZA!"

"Come on bitch it's freezing out here,"

"MALIK! BE NICE RYOU IS HURT."

Ryou sighed, and smiled over at Bakura who had a tiny pout on his face. Ryou stood up and yelled, "Coming!"

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