Yami walked up to Anzu and grabbed her arm that had swung back in her stomping gait. His eyes showed no ounce of amusement or sympathy for her loss. The two girls beside her tensed at this look and looked between one another to try and save their friend if need be. As if on cue, fat tears welled in to Anzu's eyes as if she was trying to keep a strong front. She choked back a sob and weakly struggled to free her arm from his grasp.

"Leave me alone Yami-,"

"Quit the damned crocodile tear waterworks crap. I'm not buying that bullshit right now." His words were blunt, but his tone was sharp. His determination to seek this truth was obvious in his eyes and the two girls quickly tried to step in.

"It's not what you think!" The wavy haired one spoke up first.

"Yeah, that girl was a real bitch to Annie!" The fake-blonde added on to the tale. Before they were able to weave anymore of the tale Yami looked at them with a cold glare and were silenced with slight growl.

"Did I ask you two? Last I checked, I was looking at Anzu who was involved in this. So unless either of you suddenly became Anzu, you better shut the fuck up." Once the two shrunk back in to silence, his gaze turned back to his girlfriend whose mouth was agape. "Well?" His tongue clicked at his teeth impatiently as he awaited the answer.

"You're going to believe that newbie ass kisser instead of me, your girlfriend?"

"My girlfriend has yet to say a damned thing to me about this. Instead she tried fake tears and her screechy friends tried covering her ass. Now she's avoiding more by trying to pin this shit on me. If ya ask me, she's signing her own plea of guilty." Anzu found herself at a loss for words at this moment, unsure of whether to scream and shout, cry and whine, or slap him and give the silent treatment until he apologized to her or this all blew over as nothing ever happened.

What's his deal anyway? Not like I did anything his brother or something. The fact that he was so cross over what he had heard was beyond her at this moment. He normally never cared for the things she did and laughed along with her or just did his own thing. Suddenly this new girl came along and now he was opposing her. "Why are you so upset over this?"

"Is it true?"

"Is what true?"

"Did you insult her father?" The question made no sense to Anzu. This girl was a nobody to them. She knew Jonouchi, a former friend, but that was it.

"Yeah, so what?" The words fired back at him before she was able to properly think. Her charged emotions not allowing her to reason.

"What the hell Anzu? Why would you go insulting someone's family like that? That's a shitty move and you know it." It dawned upon Anzu why he was so angry. Yami was not upset over her racing or insulting the girl, his moral compass was still around though minimally. It made her sick to think he was able to have some sympathy for a fake like Terry.

"It wasn't your dad or anyone who matters' dad, so what's the big deal?" Her eyes narrowed at the sudden lecture she was being given.

"Doesn't matter if she was a kid from down the block we barely spoke to or your best friend since fucking birth! A father is a father and you know I don't tolerate that crap. You really need to get your priorities straight cause you're antics are just becoming a pain in the ass."

"Oh yeah? What about you 'Mr. High-and-Mighty? You think you're any better because you have this one itty bitty rule I find to be a complete bullshit rule? You've done your share of jacked up stuff too, worse than saying a few things about someone at that! My saying anything about her dad is saint work in comparison!" Her voice got louder and shriller as she spoke.

"I don't do anything that bad Anzu! Quit making it sound like I murder people for some gang war!" His own voice became louder at her rising voice. "I'm not saying I'm high and might anything either! I'm saying you're pulling low blow crap nowadays. Before I thought it was slip ups, but this ain't a slip up!"

"What if I'm tired of living by your damned code of ethics? I'm my own person Yami, I can do whatever the hell I want! If you don't like it, than leave!"

Suddenly the world seemed to go silent as Yami stood there, his lips in a firm line as he glared at Anzu. Normally, when she would throw the threat of leaving or daring him to leave, he would back down. He caved at the thought of losing her and her being off with someone else. Those sick sinking feelings would swell in his lower abdomen along with a hole slowly burrowing in his chest. This time, none of that happened though. This time was the last time. This time, he grit his teeth and kept his head up.

"Fine, we're through." The words came out of his mouth seamlessly. "Makes my life a helluva lot easier." With a pivot on his heel, he left the trio of girls without a glance back. His head was held high and shoulders squared with pride as if a heavy weight was suddenly lifted off of him. The world was not crumbling away beneath him as he feared it would. The sky was suddenly not cracked asunder. Life was moving along as it was intended to.

Great, I just broke up with Anzu because of her then! I was gonna do it on my own as is...now I owe it to her that I'm free of those pain in the ass obligations. Wordlessly he attended the rest of the classes, answering the questions without any smart remarks if he answered at all. The teachers were able to tell something was different but they dared not tread to find out. He was behaving in class and that was all that mattered at the moment. Dammit, I can't believe she was the push! One foot was always out the door, halfway gone. The fears had him choked on the other. The worry of being alone and being wrong had him held in place.