The first lesson block was over and it was already break time, it had stowed for a good hour only five minutes ago and the whole grounds were crisp and white from the snow, glittering in the sunlight that peeked through the clouds that littered the sky. Yuugi had dumped his books into his locker quickly and sped out of the doors; eager to play in the snow, running to the edge of the grounds he laughed happily and fell backwards into the snow.

He fanned his arms and legs out, moving them creating a snow angel, rising carefully so as not to spoil his creation he admired his handiwork. He smiled brightly, giggling lightly before turning away from it for a minute, he gasped when a shadow, a large shadow, covered his form. He turned to see the biggest bully in the school, Mori Ottawa and only two of his friends with him, Yuugi looked hurt when Mori smirked and rubbed his foot in the angel Yuugi had recently created.

"Well, if it isn't little Yuugi," Mori sneered and his group snickered behind him, they were all brainless gits but were so strong that no one said so. "Is the ickle baby playing in the snow…aw how cute," Mori jibbed, making Yuugi's eyes tear. Mori noticed, "Your such a wimpy runt," with that Mori kicked Yuugi in the stomach and sent the boy sprawling onto his back, snow flying up to come to rest in other places.

He cried out in pain, his back had jabbed against a rock berried in the snow, he whimpered when Mori's foot pressed lightly against his rib cage. "I hope you haven't told you old man about this, have you Yuugi?" Mori sneered, Yuugi squeaked when Mori applied more pressure to his foot.

"N-no Mo-r-ri-sama," Yuugi let out through clenched teeth, his face scrunched up in pain and he was shivering, he'd torn his shirt and the cold snow was pressing against his skin, melting and soaking his uniform.

"That's enough from you," came a soft, but angered voice, Mori and his bunch of losers barely had time to turn before a blur of blue and white had rendered Mori's two cohorts unconscious. The white haired form of Ryou breathed heavily and a bead of sweat ran down the side of his face, lingering on his cheek before dropping of the end of his chin.

"Well if it isn't the shrimp's friend," Mori snickered at the boy who had just taken out his two best men. Yuugi, in the meantime, scrambled to his feet and backed away from Mori slowly, the bigger didn't notice he was facing a now terrified Ryou. In a flash Mori had punched Ryou in the stomach, the poor boy bent over and clutched at his throbbing stomach. Bile rose up in his throat and he felt like he was going to be sick, "I'll deal with you after school," Mori sneered as the bell rang and he headed for class.

Yuugi rushed over to Ryou who had one eye closed in pain and his teeth clenched, "Ryou, are you going to be okay?" the small boy cried, worried for his friend. Ryou dropped his head and closed both his eyes as he panted heavily, calming his body somewhat before giving Yuugi a week nod.

Although Yuugi was somewhat smaller than Ryou the tri-haired boy slung one of Ryou's arms around his shoulders and helped his friend to his feet. As the two made there way into the main building, neither noticed the pair of crimson eyes that gazed at them from the shadows. "You'll pay for that one Mori," a harsh voice growled before the tall, well-muscled figure strode into the building to get to class.

---Lunch---

It was almost the end of the school day; just an hour left then the student body would be going home unless they stayed for after school activities. Yuugi wiped the swept from his brow, he and Ryou had just had sports class and they'd been doing running practice, this particular form of sport was neither of the boy's strong points, in fact, both were better off in a classroom. Yuugi sighed as he sat down at a desolate table in the far corner of the cafeteria, he reached into the brown paper bag that contained his lunch and pulled out a tuna sandwich.

"Hey Yuugi," Ryou started and Yuugi lifted his head from his sandwich and looked at the white haired boy, "Look who just walked in," he pointed out indicating with his finger.

Yuugi twisted around in the seat he was sitting at to see that Yami and his group had just entered, even Mori, who was in the line for the cafeteria food looked a little shocked. Yami and his gang were never seen in the cafeteria, never, "Um…what's going on?" Yuugi asked, even though he knew he wouldn't get an answer.

Bakura then emerged from inside the little group and swaggered over to Mori who looked positively petrified, if looks could kill Mori would be six feet over a million times over by now. "Mori," Bakura leered in an icy calm voice that was laced with anger and hatred, Bakura was pissed and with Mori non-the less but why?

"H-hai…Ag-gama-sama," the helpless boy stuttered, Bakura didn't even blink when he suddenly punched Mori in the stomach and he flew forwards to clutch his stomach. Bakura pulled his knee up to connect with Mori's face, a resounding snap echoed and you could here a pin drop. Mori was kneeling on the floor, his eyes bulged from pain and his two hands cupped over his broken…bleeding nose.

Bakura then turned on his heel and strode out of the cafeteria, Yami and the others following behind him. All inside stared in awe at Mori before a teacher came over to take the whimpering boy to the medical room. Talking started up again and soon the hustle and bustle of lunch was once more up and running.

---Yami co.---

"So Bakura, why did you do that to Mori?" asked a very curious Yami Motto, his tri-coloured hair flicked with lighting shaped blonde streaks rustled slightly in the breeze that drifted through the corridors. His crimson eyes that matched the outline of his hair lit up and he smirked, obviously suspecting something of the brown-eyed albino.

"Non of your business Yami," Bakura sneered before breaking off from the group and heading off to his next class, the bell had just rung.

"That was quick," commented Seto Kaiba before he and Yami made their way to their next class leaving Mai with Mariku.

Suddenly Mai clicked her thumb and forefinger her face lightning up with childish glee although the look didn't soot her at all. If she was an ordinary girl she would have clasped her hands in front of her heart and gained gigantic bright pink hearts throbbing in place of her eyes, but no, instead she licked her bottom lip and smirked.

"What's gotten into you?" Mariku asked, not really interested in the girl but bored non-the less.

"Oh I think Bakura might have a crush on either Mouto or Bakura," Mai replied her smirk growing more evil but Mariku just managed to look confused, he didn't understand what this girl wa son about. He'd never had a crush on anyone, he'd never been in love, he'd experienced flings, sex and lust; but that was about it.

"Why would Bakura fancy himself, I know he's vain and all but isn't that just a little bit weird?" Mariku asked not getting the Bakura bit; Mai had been referring to Yuugi and Ryou by their second names!

"No stupid," Mai chided getting a bit angry and flicking Mariku in the head, "I meant that Ryou kid, you know, the one Bakura's always getting pissed at!"

"Ahh I see," Mariku said looking at Mai as though she was crazy, "but Bakura hates Ryou and the little squirt he hangs out with."

Mai shook her head and waved bye to Mariku as she entered her next class, the poor blonde didn't have a clue what she wa son about, he was probably the only one that had completely missed the point; or maybe it was just Mai, who knows?

---Bakura---

Bakura was sitting out of sports class, the teacher, having seen teachers who had opposed Bakura when he was in his 'thinking mood' had decided against questioning him. He was just sitting on a bench by the side of the school's playing field watching the other boys play and some of the others talk to the girls who were playing tennis on another court.

'Why do I keep feeling that I have to protect that little idiot,' Bakura thought his eyes still scanning the field but loosing interesting quickly, more absorbed in what, no who, he was talking, okay thinking, about.

---Bakura's POV---

Who am I kidding, I like the boy…but…I don't understand any of this, I've been with Yami yeh but that was just…a sex relationship, Mariku? He's just my 24/7 fling; of for goodness sakes I'm useless at this relationship crap. Hold no a second, relationship, whoever said I was in a relationship? I mean he's just got a good figure and lovely hair and eyes…butt that's just his body.

If I want his body so badly why don't I just seduce him, fuck him and throw him into the trash, why? I have no idea about that either; I've never been in love…hold on a second, when did love come into this? I don't have to love him, I don't even have to like his personality just use him and loose him that's it. But that would hurt his feelings…

Feelings? Since when did I care about his feelings, let alone anyone's feelings except Yami and everyone's? It's not exactly going to affect me now is it? I mean, I'll just ave the angel mad at me and he'll never want to…WHAT THE HELL? I just called the little bugger an angel, but I called him a bugger, what is this about again?

Okay, let's get a few things straight dumb ass, his name is Ryou…hmm, peace, and hate the stuff! E's not sexy like me, he's just cute, incredibly sweet, and polite beyond reason and I want to fuck his brains out. Yep, that about sums it up and now for the solution fuck him and then leave him, it'll break his heart but I don't care…okay maybe a little, oh fuck this I would care. It would break my heart…if I had one.

---Mori's POV---

I hate Agama-san but I can't stand up to him, I know, I'll take this out on the shrimp and his friend after school!

Dun dun dun, sorry it took so long but I've been 2 loads of leaving parties and haven't had time 2 finish this chapter! I'll try and get the next 1 out sooner but only if I get some reviews! ^_^ I hate people like me, read a story and don't review it, sorry boyz and gurlz!!! Oh yeh, can I ask, r there any boy fanfiction writers arund here or is it just us fangurlz?