A/N: (Get ready for excuses) I was going to update on Saturday. But then fanazi decided to be a bitch! It wouldn't let me upload any documents for days and if you've been to my profile recently them you've read my reasons for not wanting to contact the administrators (the high smut content in my stories). So the other day I was reading someone's story who had apparently been having the same problem. So I could have updated then except I then I realized that it didn't make sense and that Bakura was going into 'overprotective/possessive' mode way too soon. So here's the update and appreciate it damnit (that was rude wasn't it?)! Oh and thanks for the reviews guys!

Warnings: There's really nothing glaring as of yet... Maybe alittle shounen-ai but that's it for this chapter.

Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own it (and am devoid of any witty comments to make about my current state of poverty)

Previously: ... Nothing really happened other than we learned that Honda's sticking his nose in where it doesn't belong. Oh and Bakura, Marik and Malik are heading to school.

Bleed Like Me --- Chappie 4

"I find it rather suspicious that all three of you have been absent for the better part of the week. And when you do show up it's all three at the same time."

Bakura, Malik and Marik let out a collective sigh. The moment they had entered the school they had been ushered off to the guidance office where the three currently sat.

"Now there have been other occasions where Marik and Malik have been punctual and yet; no Bakura!" The middle aged woman sagged abit in her chair. "Marik, Malik, you two live together. And you Malik are legally under Marik's care. As long as neither of you ends up pregnant or with an STD I don't care about your sexual orientation or you're... Extra curricular. Atleast you two attend your classes instead of slouching around campus." She ruffled the papers on her desk before looking up once more. "You two are free to go. You however," she said, pointing a finger at Bakura, "are not."

On their way out the door Marik and Malik both leaned down and pressed quick kisses to Bakura's lips. But then they were gone, leaving the albino alone in a room with the guidance counselor. Great, Bakura thought dully, waiting for her to speak again.

"Bakura, you are a smart kid, you just don't apply yourself." How original. "I think that all you need is alittle help." She sighed heavily when Bakura didn't bother to comment. "Report back to my office at the end of the school day. If you don't show up I'll... I don't know what I'll do, but it won't be pleasant! Damnit Bakura get that smirk off your face! Now at 2:21 you will get you're little delinquent as-... Self down here! Do I make myself clear?"

"Crystal." Bakura assured as he got up and sauntered from the room. He so enjoyed causing problems for the pricks that called themselves faculty.

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2:21 was slow in coming, as it always was. But Bakura did show up as planned, he was curious to she what what's-her-name the counselor had come up with as his 'miracle cure'.

So there he sat in a hard plastic chair that was staring to make his arse hurt.

"Good to see you Bakura."

It must be nice to have so much composure, Bakura thought with a sarcastic smirk.

Just then the woman grabbed his arm and practically dragged him into her office. "This is Yugi." she said, pointing to the small teen with tri-colored hair that was fidgeting beside her desk. "He's going to help set you on the straight and narrow."

Bakura couldn't help it, he burst into laughter. He calmed down after a few minutes and left the office with Yugi at his heels.

"... Um, so do you want to start now?"

"Not particularly." Bakura answered as he headed for the schools main exit.

"Oh." Yugi still continued to trail after him.

"Kid."

"Yea."

"You're following me... How about we just do this on Monday?"

"Okay." Yugi said. It wasn't like he really minded. Now he and the others could go do something... Maybe the arcade, he mused as he watched Bakura get onto a motorcycle and peel out of the parking lot.

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Home sweet home. Bakura thought bitterly as he tossed his keys into the tray by the door. He shed his messenger bag and coat at he walked through the front hall.

It was quiet. Of course he hadn't expected anything but silence to meet him at the door. Marik and Malik were probably fuckin' like perverted little bunnies by now. And his dad... His dad was off on some grand adventure, probably forgetting that he even had a son to begin with.

Bakura scoffed at the somewhat resentful turn his thoughts had taken. So my old man's a bastard, that's not new. Maybe I need a puppy. Bakura thought as he made his way upstairs, he stopped briefly in his bedroom to strip down and then proceeded to take a nice long shower.

Just cause he might not actually get the chance to talk to Ryou didn't mean he shouldn't look good... Maybe I'll get lucky and the 'friendship orgy' won't be there, and then maybe pigs will fly over the rainbow. Because really, the chance that the friendship orgy would skip their friend up on stage seemed slim to none from where Bakura was sitting.

Bakura toweled away the moisture in his hair and trekked across his mess of a room to the closet. He looked at the clothes hanging on the hanger, trying to figure out would be most fitting.

Eventually he pulled out a pair of black leather pants and a crimson button up (A/N: I really have a thing for this outfit. It would just look so damn good!). Last he laced up a pair of boots and fastened a few belts around his waist. After another quick check in the mirror to make sure his hair was in its normal state of disarray he was out the door.

A/N: There it is. I realize it's not very long (my updates never are) and the content is purely set up for things later in the story but... Regardless of all that I hope you enjoyed it... Now review please!