Marik walked into school the next day, an idiotic grin fixed on his face. He was happier than he'd ever been before. He and Bakura were doing great together, and he'd managed to ward off any questions from Marik, because Marik was never around.
After about five minutes of being in school, people started giving Malik funny looks. Malik looked around, really confused, and then he saw some people clustered around a notice board. Malik barged through them and ripped the piece of paper off the notice board that everyone appeared to be reading.
When Malik saw what it said he gasped. The poster read:
'Domino's hottest couple: Bakura and Ryou, or Malik and Marik?
Both couples have been seen this week canoodling behind the bike sheds.
To vote for your favourite just e-mail: dancing-divadominohigh.sch'
Underneath all the writing was a picture of all four boys.
What a sad e-mail address, was one of the many thoughts that were whizzing through Maliks head. The main one though was: Bakura's cheating on me!
The people crowded around the poster started to recognise Malik from the pictures, and started laughing. Malik pushed through the crowd and stumbled blindly through the corridors with one intention: to find Bakura.
Elsewhere in school Marik felt like he was going to explode with rage. He had gone into school that morning and the moment he had stepped into his classroom he knew something was up. He had heard laughter coming from the class but the moment he had walked in, it had stopped.
Immediately Marik demanded to know what was going on, and seeing as he was quite a feared person, the poster was instantly handed over. Once he had read it through he ripped it up and threw it in the bin. He then marched out of the classroom and went straight to Ryou's form room. He wasn't there.
Now Marik was stood outside it, resisting the urge to kill the next person he saw.
How can Ryou cheat on me? How dare he?!
And why do people think I'm with Malik, I most certainly have not been 'canoodling' with him behind the bike sheds, only with Ryou.
Marik hadn't been talking a lot to Malik recently, he'd been to busy with Ryou. Malik had been avoiding him as well though. Perhaps he had a secret too…
Just at that moment Malik walked past.
"Hi," he said awkwardly, shuffling around as if he really didn't want to be there.
"Hi," Marik replied, feeling as equally awkward, "do you have anything to do with this?"
"No!" Malik cried, looking horrified, "I would never do that, look I have to go, I don't have time for this.
With that Malik ran off.
"Shit," Marik swore really loudly, causing a passer by to look at him rather worriedly, and to skirt by.
The next person to walk by was Bakura, who was in search of Malik.
The moment Marik saw him; he was taken over by anger, and punched him straight in the face.
Bakura buckled over and looked up in a dazed state on the floor. He put his hand up to his nose, and when he brought it down there was blood.
"What the Fuck was that for?" Bakura yelled, scrambling to his feet.
"For trespassing on private property."
"You mean when I stole that…"Bakura began.
"No you fool, I mean," Marik replied impatiently, "wait a second, you stole from me?"
"No, No!" Bakura hastily said, "you were saying…"
"Ryou, he's mine," Marik stated.
Bakura stared at Marik, his mouth opening and closing, like a fish.
"You and Ryou," Bakura eventually stuttered, "Ryou and you?"
"Is it so hard to believe?" Marik asked.
"Yes it is."
"Well hands off anyway."
"What are you talking about?" Bakura asked, getting really confused.
Marik walked up to the nearest notice board, ripped off one of the posters and shoved it in Bakura's face.
Bakura read through, his face dropping slowly.
Once he'd finished he looked up, his eyes blazing with anger.
"That's it," he muttered. He walked up to Marik and, before Marik could do anything, kneed him where it hurt.
"Fuck shit Bugger!" Marik screamed, falling to the floor in agony.
Bakura triumphantly walked past him; however Marik stuck out his hand and tripped Bakura over.
Soon, the two boys were a mass on the floor, kicking and punching and swearing.
Quite a crowd had gathered too, cheering and shouting.
Meanwhile Malik had been around school once, and then decided to retrace his steps. He ended up once again outside Ryou's form room.
He found the person he was looking for, but not how he wanted to find them.
Malik started dumfounded at the two boys, still fighting. He then looked up, and saw Ryou standing at the front of the crowd.
Quickly, Malik ran round to Ryou's side and held up the poster.
"Know anything about this?" he questioned.
Ryou didn't answer. He was too busy staring in shock at the other boys.
The crowd had started chanting the name of which boy they wanted to win, and Bakura seemed to be the most popular. However, neither boy was actually winning the fight. They both had bloody noses, and were covered in bruises.
Enough is enough,Malik thought and he marched up to Bakura and Malik and tried to pull them apart.
However, instead of helping he just got a punch in the nose.
Ryou had thought about helping, but after seeing what had happened to Malik, decided against it.
The crowd had got really excited now, and had become so noisy; they had attracted the attention of the head master, Mr Trundle.
He had managed to march up behind them without anyone noticing.
"SILENCE!"
The crowd froze on the spot, and even Marik and Bakura froze when they heard that voice.
"What is going on here?" the headmaster demanded.
No-one spoke.
"Ok then, you three boys in the middle, come with me."
Marik, Bakura and Malik all trailed after the head, and Ryou, having a conscience called: "I'm involved too."
"Right then, you come along as well."
Ryou gulped, but followed the other three boys.
The head masters office was certainly not an unfamiliar sight for Bakura and Marik, and it wasn't for Malik either. However, it was a first for Ryou. He looked at his surroundings nervously, seriously regretting telling the headmaster that he was involved. He was standing by the door of the office; none of them had sat down. There was a desk in the centre of the room, with various papers scattered all over it. Behind the desk was a huge chair, and in front of it were four smaller chairs. In the corner was a filing cabinet, and a plant, but the rest of the room was bare.
"Right, sit down," Mr Trundle barked, making them all jump. Obediently, they all sat down, and Mr Trundle made his way round the desk to his big swivelly chair.
Once he was sat down he leant forwards and started tapping his fingers on the desk.
The four boys blinked at him, rather confused. This carried on for five minutes, before Bakura broke the silence by saying: "Sir, are you going to say anything?"
The head shot up in his chair.
"Of course I am how dare you be so rude. I was merely waiting for you to explain yourselves. So, do it."
No-one said anything.
"I'm waiting, and I can wait all day."
Ryou was about to say something, but someone gave him a swift kick in the shins, so he shut up.
Mr Trundle sighed, and said: "Ok, I can see I'm not going to get anything out of you, but perhaps an after school detention might. See you tonight then boys."
The four boys groaned inwardly, but at least they had escaped torture for now.
They all stood up and filed silently out of the room. Too stubborn to say anything to each other, they just went off to their separate classes.