OurConnection

Summary: The story involves 10 high school students, Yugi, Heba, Yami, Atem, Malik, Marik, Bakura, Ryou, Joey and Seto, who are all members of the Rebellion Club, also known as detention within the school. One day, they begin experiencing a phenomenon. These phenomenons bring the group closer together, creating a friendship between them. As these ten friends face many phenomena, they soon realize this is the work of a mad-man.

Warnings: Strong language and other mature subjects. This is your warning, no other warning will be given in this story, so if you can't handle any Yaoi, please turn back now. There maybe some incest that will come, but it is not in the main pairing.

Pairings: Puzzleshipping, Bronzeshipping, Tendershipping, Puppyshipping, Blindshipping. These may subject to change, because of a twist but these are the main pairings.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! Or its characters. It all belongs to its creator

||In the School Yard||

"It's nice to see you actually stuck around." Bakura walked up to Marik, who was standing against the wall of the school.

"You pulled the fire alarm? Are you serious? I could have just started a fire for you then." Marik rolled his eyes.

Bakura shrugged his shoulders. "I didn't want to create a scene, but no one deserves to be in detention on the first day of school." He pulled out a cigarette and lit it up. "So, what is your plans for tonight?"

Marik grinned and took a piece of paper out of his school jacket. Bakura took the paper and opened it up to see an address. "This is the plan. Just bring your tools and we'll have a blast."

"No explosions or fire, right?" Bakura raised a brow and asked. Marik only shook his head. "Good, I don't need anything rushing my work."

"Oh, but it's so much fun seeing you struggle under pressure." Marik chuckled. "It's rare to see you screw up as well."

Bakura shook his head. "None of that. Besides, I would like to go in and out without leaving anything behind."

Marik shrugged his shoulders. "So, we'll meet up at the usual time. I should have things set up for us by then."

"Sounds good. I'll see you later then." Bakura pocketed the paper and turned around to leave and waved Marik off. "Later."

Marik nodded and headed the opposite way. Tonight was the night they were going to steal something of great value. He was smart enough to mess around with the computers and disable them, but when it came to other stuff, Bakura had the skills to go in and out without being noticed.

||Voulung Mansion||

Getting home, Atem and Yami walked into the their home. They had gone out after school to meet up with a few people who considered themselves friends of the Voulung brothers, but the brothers didn't consider them friends, only hung out with them for something to do. They had eaten supper out at a restaurant after, just the two of them. Now they had made it home.

"I'm going to head to the shower." Yami lifted his arm and sniffed his armpit. "I really smell bad."

Atem rolled his crimson eyes. "Then you should have showered after gym, not just spray your body down in cologne."

Yami flipped off Atem. "I'm not exposing my body to every guy in school. That's why I made sure gym was the last class of the day."

Atem waved Yami off and headed into the living room, he didn't understand his brother's ways. He'd screw any girl, even in public, but he wouldn't shower with others around him. Some things he just didn't understand about him, but then there was his own problems his brother didn't understand about him.

Turning on the TV, Atem spent time flipping through stations trying to find something to watch on TV, but nothing appealed to him. He was about to turn off the TV, when he heard someone behind him and turned his head around and spotted his mother coming down the stairs with a maid, who was bring down her luggage.

"Oh, Atem, where is your brother?" His mother asked him and he just pointed to the ceiling telling her he was upstairs. "Okay, well, I'm leaving for another business trip. You and your brother have to defend for yourselves, the staff is off on holidays till I am back. Please keep yourselves out of trouble."

Atem nodded his head. "Don't forget to add money to our cards then. See you when you get back, and don't worry we know not to throw any parties."

"Good boy." His mother walked over and kissed the top of Atem's head and ruffled his hair. "Well, see you when I get back." And with those parting words, she moved to the front door with her maid and they left the house, leaving the brothers alone.

A sigh left Atem's lips and he shut off the TV and decided to head up the stairs. Befre he was able to touch the door knob to his room, Yami walked out of his room wrapped in a towel and tooth brush in his mouth.

"Mother is gone, again. We have the place to ourselves." Atem told Yami, who groaned before walking back into his room. They were annoyed since their father passed away eight years ago and their mother took over the business. She was rarely home now, well, this home any ways. She had another home in America and spent tons of time there and left them here. She only came home once a month to check up on them and make sure they were in good health before leaving.

Atem picked up a book and walked over to his bed and laid down, opening the book to the bookmark and finding his place, began to read.

Yami had finished brushing his teeth and got himself dress in a pair of shorts, before using the door to their joining bathroom and walked into Atem's room. "She really doesn't like to spend time here. It was only a week she was here for this time." He sat at the foot of Atem's bed and laid down, staring at the ceiling.

"I still think she has another family there, that's she's keeping from us." Atem speaks, as he bookmarks the page and places the book beside him.

Yami arches his back and looks at Atem. "You still think that? I'm starting to think the same thing. You know, if she wanted to go live with her other family, she should just let us sell this place and let us get a smaller place just for the two of us."

Atem chuckled. "Right, and are you going to get a job and pay the bills?"

"No, I'm not working till I finish school." Yami scrunched up his face. "It'd be different if she disowned us, but we should just disown her."

"If she changes her last name, she loses all power to the business and then we have to run the business. Telling you right now, she probably knows that and won't do something to screw up all the power and money she has gained from being apart of the family. There isn't a way we can disown her and make her change her last name, unless something were to happen to her. I like the way things are now, and don't have to be dealing with bullshit employees, so let her run the business for us. She is our mother after all."

Yami rolled over to look at Atem, his head propped up on his hands and elbows. "She changed. When father was alive, she stayed home and cared for us, but now she's turned into father and leaves whenever. I miss her love, but what can we do about it?"

Atem sighed. "She may have changed, but she still cares about us. Let her do her own thing and keep the business running for us. I'm sure when she thinks we are ready to handle it, she'll hand it over and go back to being our mother again." He gave Yami a reassuring smile.

"You're probably right." Yami pushed himself up off the bed. "Well, no sense in over thinking it. I'm going to catch some Zzz's. School played me out." Yami stretched and yawned.

"No, you're so used to spending your time with another. Now, you have to get back to the books and control your sex addiction." Atem chuckled at Yami.

Yami flipped Atem off. "I have control of my addiction. It's not my fault I get the need for it more often then the rest of society." He started heading back to their joining bathroom.

"A little rehab and your addiction can be cured." Atem called out to Yami, but than Yami slammed the door, clearly showing Atem he was pissed. Atem could only chuckle as he knew how much the word 'rehab' bothered Yami, it was like Yami didn't want to let go of his addiction.

Atem picked up his book and opened it back up to the page he was reading before. He wanted to at least keep up on the ethnics of business, which is why he read this book and other books about running a business, that laid out on table tops and surfaces in the his room.

Yami had gone back to his room, which was spotless, nothing was out of place, unlike the few books Atem had. He shut off the light and crawled into bed and sighed. He was feeling down, not because of what Atem said, but because of their mother never being around.

That was how he ended up having a sex addiction, the need to feel more especially from another female figure. First it started off with dating multiple girls in his early teen years, than it slowly became that he needed more, which opened his eyes to sexual activities. Now, he just skipped over the relationship and craved the physical attention now.

||Outside a City Building||

"Good, you're here. Everything checks out, and all you have to do is sneak in." Marik told Bakura as he showed up at their meeting spot.

"What is it I have to get this time?" Bakura removed his jacket and handed it to Marik, so he was only wearing a long sleeve black shirt and his black jeans being held up by a belt, with a few of the tools he used, as well as a backpack.

Marik grabbed out a piece of memo paper. "Just a book, one that's locked up real tight. Grab whatever else you think would be good for us, but the book is the main job."

Bakura rolled his eyes. "I don't know how or why you pick up these jobs, yet have to use my skills." He looked around, scanning for a good entrance way.

"That's for me to know. I told you I have ways for us to make good money, if you stick with me. Also, I couldn't believe you were able to sneak into my first job here without setting off a single sensor. Now, we make a perfect team." Marik grinned.

"Yeah, whatever." Bakura shook his head. "Well, I found my way in. See you later." And like that Bakura dashed off and scaled the wall of the fence and disappeared over the side.

"Good Luck." Marik said to himself, since Bakura was no longer there. He wanted to tell Bakura who it was he worked for, but they were still in high school, and even though he was the youngest member of the gang, he wouldn't pull Bakura into it until he knew Bakura wouldn't get himself killed. Bakura would be better to work alone, by himself, but Marik wanted Bakura's help.

||The Next School Day||

Yugi had walked into school with his brother, Heba, but their lockers were in different areas in the school, so Yugi had to split from his brother. He wasn't really watching where he was going, too lost in the idea of this school's rules and regulations. How could society be acceptable of this school being created?

Lost in thought, he didn't notice the three guys from yesterday standing near his locker. Really, they had their own locker doors open, Yugi just wasn't watching where he was walking and bumped into the one.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Yugi quickly apologized. He looked up and the guy pushed him back a step.

"You think your better than us? Think you can just walk where ever you like because your a Voulung brothers look alike?" The guy slammed his locker door shut and took a step to Yugi.

Yugi's eyes widen. "N-no. I wasn't watching where I was going. I said sorry."

"Sorry isn't good enough, shrimp." The guy grabbed the front of Yugi's shirt. A few students stopped to see what was going on, and the guy didn't want to let the others down. He liked the fearsome attention he got, so he would make use of Yugi.

Yugi was shaking at this point. Seriously, what was this guy thinking? He apologized for bumping into him, but yet that wasn't good enough. Did he want Yugi's lunch money? Or Yugi to do his homework for the rest of the year? He was used to that abuse at his old school, and being pushed around, but this school wasn't like his old school.

"Who wants me to punch this kids lights out?" The guy asked the students in the hallway and to Yugi's surprise some started to cheer for a fight. "Guess it's your lucky day, shrimp. Rather my lucky day, since I haven't punched someone in a long time."

"No, I don't want to fight!" Yugi cried out at the guy, but the guy didn't listen as he pulled back his fist and punched Yugi in the face, before he slammed Yugi into the wall and let Yugi fall to the ground.

The guy and his friends, as well as a few students were now laughing. "Go home to your mum, you don't belong here, shrimp." The guy spit at Yugi's feet and walked off as the hallway started to move again and students spread out to their classrooms before the bell rang.

Tears fell down Yugi's face as he reached a hand up to his face and touched his red cheek and could feel it start to swell under his touch. Physical abuse was something he wasn't exactly used to, and seemed no one around him really cared for him, this must be an everyday thing.

Yugi got up, unlocked his locker, put his things away, before grabbing only a notebook and pencil. He looked around and seen the wash room near by and entered. He walked up to the sink and looked at himself in the mirror and could see he was going to have a nice shiner now and he ran the wash and washed his face.

"Don't cry. This is just how everyone is." Yugi spoke to himself at he looked at his wet face in the mirror. He knew he was going to have to grow a back bone now. He sighed and reached for paper towel, but it was handed to him as he looked at the one who was handing it to him. It was one of the Voulung brothers, and a girl following him into the wash room.

"Let me guess, you got in someone's way?" Yami smirked and looked back at the girl. "I guess he didn't realized he walked into the girl's wash room either." Him and girl laughed at the error Yugi made.

Yugi dried his face and realized he was in the girl's wash room, seeing no urinals, like the wash rooms he had used yesterday. Then he looked at Yami. "Then why are you here, if this is a girl's wash room?" He tossed the paper towel in the trash and grabbed his note book. He was ready to take his leave, but now he wondered why Yami was here.

Yami lean close to Yugi and whispered in his ear. "It's easier to screw in a girl's wash room, then a boy's wash room. I like to keep my women to myself and not share."

Yugi's eyes widen. Was that what they were going to do in here? He was shock Yami could get away with walking into a girl's wash room. Just then the bell rang and Yugi was about to dash out, but Yami grabbed his arm.

"I need a look out, and my brother is no where to be found. Stay here and keep a look out for me, will you?" Yami asked Yugi with a genuine grin. "I'll pay you for keeping watch, if you'll do it. I really need this." He directed his eyes towards the girl.

"W-why would I do that?" Yugi looked at Yami then the girl and then to the door. If he missed the other bell, he would be late for class.

"Well, for one thing, I could spread around a rumour that you are in fact a girl, and not a boy. I could also use your body for my addiction, which I don't really want to do it with men, but I can make an exception for you. There is a list of things I could do or say to make your life hell here, so just sit there and keep a look out for me and get some cash. It's easy, don't open your mouth till someone walks in, just randomly talk to them."

Yugi wasn't sure he should do this, but really, if one of the Voulung brothers were going to blackmail him if he didn't, well he didn't want to know what kind of influence they had on the school. He nodded to Yami, and put his note book back down beside the sink.

"Thanks, kid. Just stay right there. If you leave, you don't get paid and I get to have fun with your life here." Yami winked and he walked to the far stall, taking the girl with him and they closed and locked the stall.

Yugi sighed and hopped up on the counter. If he was stuck here, he might as well get comfortable. He really didn't want to be late for class. He looked at his watch and realized the bell that rang was the class bell, so he was defiantly missing class right now. Heba and Ryou might be wondering where he was.

In his worry, Yugi never noticed the whispering voices, till he heard a slapping sounded and looked towards the stall Yami and the girl had entered. Oh, this was wrong to listen to someone having sex. He really should leave, but still Yami blackmailed him and he wasn't going to risk it.

"Oh, Yami. Just like that." The girl within the stall moaned out to Yami, and Yugi could hear it clear as day and he blushed. This was totally embarrassing and just how long was he going to have to listen to this till they finished. He wasn't sure, but he kept his eyes on the door and looked at the time on his watch as time went on.

"No, no... Yes, right there." The girl's voice got a little higher till it was silent, the slapping stopped. Next thing Yugi heard was ruffling of clothing before the stall door opened and Yami walked up to the sink beside Yugi and threw out a used condom and washed his hands.

"May I ask what time it is?" Yami looked at Yugi as he washed his hands.

"Umm, 23 minutes after the bell." Yugi looked at his watch and grabbed some paper towel for Yami, who took it.

"I'll take 5 minutes off that, so wasn't my quickest." Yami shrugged his shoulders. The girl came out of the stall, fixing her hair up.

"Later Yami, and Yami's look alike." The girl smiled to Yugi and left the wash room, she seemed satisfied, but Yugi could only guess she was used to this kind of thing.

Yugi turned to Yami, who was hold out a money bill to him. "This is for keeping a look out and staying here."

Yugi looked at the high amount of the bill and shook his head. "No, I couldn't accept that." Even though, Yami was going to blackmail him, he couldn't accept that much from Yami.

"Just take it, kid." Yami grabbed the front of Yugi's school jacket and stuffed the bill into the front pocket. He turned and walked out of the wash room.

Yugi sat there and pulled out the bill, and looked down at it. He couldn't believe what had just happened and what Yami had given him. He smiled thinking of all the games he could buy with this, but if Grandpa found out how much he was given, he would tell Yugi to return it, which he tried not to accept it, or put it away for farther schooling. He pulled out his wallet and folded it up and placed into his wallet. He was going to have to keep it away from Grandpa and Heba.

Looking at his watch and realized he was way too late for class, but if he headed to his next class, he'd at least be on time for that class. Yugi sighed and hopped down from the counter and grabbed his notebook before he left the wash room.

||End of Chapter||

I would like to thank all those who left comments so far. Especially from thor94, you brought up an idea and also made me realized what I was doing to Yugi, which isn't exactly what I want to write him as, but of course, there will be some brother protection within the story. Thank you to all who have been reading, and for dealing with my un-beta work.