Well, here it is, folks, the last chapter. I actually finished a story! Woot, go me!
It's been a fun ride, I enjoyed writing this and I hope you enjoyed reading it. If you want some more Ygo action check out my newest fic, "Tattoo", where Yugi is bound and determined, come hell or high water, or an irate grandfather- to get a tattoo. It also has the ever loveable and always bad Ishtar boys and Bakura, who cause a lot more trouble than they did here. And Yami's not as much of a goody two-shoes as he was here.
Also, and most important, a huge thank you to you wonderful, very lovely reviewers: Fox Loves Shinigami, darkgold, Spicey Babe, Yami Yugi 3, Chibi Chib, Yami Neferbre, Toxic Hathor, Cosmic Essence, and Atemu Yugi Lover 34
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Neither Grandpa or Ryou's dad was upset over the fight. If anything, it made them even more determined to remove the boys from public school. So, two weeks later found all three yamis and their hikaris in their uniforms, standing outside Fenton Hall Private School, promoting modest young men and women.
Bakura and Merik looked at each other, exchanging fiendish, evil grins. They had spent many hours together plotting to unleash unparalleled amounts of destruction, panic, chaos; they were going to put the fear of the devil into upright, standing, moral, modest school.
Malik took Ryou's hand, and Ryou smiled at him and blushed, but he didn't look down. The bruises had faded, he and Yugi were now fully healed. Looking at Malik, he didn't think this place would be so bad, afterall. He did have Malik with him.
Yami resembled a martyr going to his death. His face was ashen and he tugged on his uniform. At least that kept him from bothering his arm. Yami had to get his stitches replaced, the surgeon putting a cast over his arm to keep his hands off the stitches. At least he hadn't had to get his braces fixed. His bruises and scrapes were mostly healed, but his lower lip was still swollen, giving him a vulnerable, pouty look.
Yugi took Yami's hand and smiled up at him. "Things'll be different here."
Yami snorted softly. "Yeah, right. They'll be the same; people are stupid wherever you go."
"We're all together now. Besides, we have Bakura and Merik."
Seeing their devilish smirks, Yami shook his head. "Somehow, I don't find that very comforting." But he squeezed Yugi's hand back as they headed into school together.
Malik looked over his shoulder, seeing the uncomfortable look on Yami's face. "It sucks big balls here, but at least it's not military school." Yami flinched. Malik laughed. "Especially the head mistress; she was Attila the Hun in a former life."
Merik cackled, looking at the Motous and Ryou and Bakura. "Welcome to hell."
OWARI
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Oi, last chappie was short, and I do apologize for that! Well, hope you've enjoyed it!
