Disclaimer: As normal I don't own yugioh or the characters from the program or the game. I do however own Lore and it's the only thing I do own so don't steal or borrow with out permission.
And I would also like to apologies for my bad spelling or tense changing. I get bored of using the same tense and change it now and then.
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Marik and Bakura arrived as usual late to class and took their places at the back of the class, which no one dared to take, the teacher tapped his foot impatiently.
"I'm glad to see that you made time to attend the class, though I'm surprised you're not the first in school. You seem to enjoy it so much as you should have left school and have jobs by now, but you seem to insist on failing you exams and staying in the same year." The teacher lectured, pacing back and forward in front of the malicious two, "Though I'm sure you have a great explanation for it."
"Yes in fact I do." Marik smiled smugly, "I have trouble with the language barrier and the cultural differences, being from Egypt and all."
"Well, I would understand that if you had only been here for a year, but you have live here for about 5 years and Malik would have gone though the same problems as you and he hasn't had to stay down any years." The teacher indicated to Malik who sat in front of them with Lore, before continuing with his lecture and asking for Bakura's reason.
"This happens at least once a week." Malik leaned across and whispered Lore, who was watching the scene with amusement. "I think he's feed up of having to teach them year after year, I can understand why though too much of them would drive you mad. Believe me I live with Marik and he's enough to cope with let alone having Bakura as well."
"Are you brothers then, you guys look scarily similar apart from his crazy hair and were you serious about the world domination thing?" Lore looked over his shoulder at the teacher arguing with the two fiends who were spitting back quick remarks and come backs.
"No, it's a long story but we're not real related... it's more complicated then that and the world domination planning. Well lets just say it's not the first time they've tried, everyone here tries to take over the world now or then, even me, either that or they try to save it." Malik tilted his head back and tried to explain with out much success.
"O.k. now I wish I had never asked at all… You tried to take over the world? How…" but Lore never got to finish his sentence.
"THAT'S IT LORE YOU CAN ACOMPAINY MARIK TO THE PRINCAPALS OFFICE FOR TALKING." The teacher mood had obviously not been improved by Bakura and Marik tardiness and excuses for their low IQ.
"Awww Sir can't I go too, I wanna miss some of the lesson with Marik." Bakura waved his hand in the air and whined like a little kid in an attempt to piss the teacher off even more.
"NO. You will stay here and I will teach you something, maybe your learn with out your 'language barrier' friend. I'm determined to get at least one of you to the next year just so I don't have to teach you again next year." The teacher fumed wildly, before ushering Marik and Lore out the door to talk to them in the corridor. "Lore you have made a very bad impression on your first day, you better buck up your ideas unless you want to end up like Marik and Bakura. And Marik, remember what I said yesterday…"
"Something about not throw objects at people like rubbers, apples or the schools T.V?" Marik inquired with a fake sense of curiosity.
"No, but well done for remembering that, I insist you do not use language like that you're one of the oldest in the school out age by possible only the teachers, so some idiotic younger pupils my copy it. Now both of you to the principals office, Marik will show you there, Lore, I'm sure he knows the way." The teacher disappeared into the classroom and Lore look acceptingly at Marik who stared back for a few moments.
"I guess you want to be escorted to the office then, don't mind if we go the long way there though?" It was more of a statement then a question as Marik started to walk off before Lore could answer. They hadn't gone far when they came across a girl with a her skirt rolled up as short as possible and flicked her blond hair out her eyes and pouted.
"Marik, you never call me." She stood in front of him with her hands on her hips. "Why don't me and you go to the club to night so we can spend sometime together?"
"I don't call you cos I can't stand your voice and I would rather be eaten alive by vultures then spend any time with you at all." Marik shoved her out the way and continued down the corridor.
"Oh I love it when you play hard to get Marik, I like them rough. You know that you can't resist me for ever, I'm gonna get you someday." She smiled slickly at the back of his head and he paused to turn round.
"Mai, I don't play hard to get, I just really don't like you and so your never gonna have me. So you just toddle off to your little fantasy world where everyone likes you and no-one thinks you a slut. Oh and stay the hell away from Malik he isn't interested in you either." He turned again and stalk off leaving Mai to sulk. Lore caught up with Marik how was walking as fast as he could to put a large amount of distance between him and Mai.
"Who was that?" Lore asked intrigued by what he had just seen.
"Just one of the sluts of the school, trying to kid herself that she can get who ever she wants and that everyone likes her. She's always bugging me, 'Marik go out with me', 'Marik phone me', I wish she would just drop down dead." Marik snarled slightly and continued to led Lore to the principals office.