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Simply Perfect

I felt my eyes snap wide open when I saw who it was.

"Geez, Bakura, what's wrong with you, ya almost gave me a heart attack!" I said, still in the state of emotional shock.

"So I scare you, huh? Can't say I blame you. Who wouldn't be afraid of the almighty thief Bakura! HA HA HA!" he laughed enthusiastically.

"You're so full of yourself, you know that?" I told him, getting quite annoyed. That guy needs to be put in his place. Before, I actually thought that Yami would straighten him out, but it seemed quite impossible now that the two were together. What a shame. Well, now since you know a couple things that go wrong in my life already, that's another one for ya.

We all magically and with quite a shock, found out one day, that when Bakura and Yami were 'fighting', they were more like 'flirting'.

Well, since you're not really going anywhere, and since Bakura is definitely not leaving yet, (he's actually practicing his evil laugh in the background) let me tell you a short story of how we found out about the two being together…

/flashback/

I remember it very vividly. We were all in Biology, the only class that all of us have together, and it was approximately 11:10, and almost time for lunch hour. Bakura, as usually wasn't in his seat. Instead, he probably wondered off somewhere thorough the school, so we didn't think anything of it. It has been going on for a while now.

Yugi and Ryou were holding hands under the table (as if no one noticed) and were both eagerly awaiting the bell just like the rest of the class. Out of the blue, I just glanced at Yami, and couldn't help but wonder why he looked so ready to leave, I mean it was not like Yami at all.

If you saw him that day, you'd know what I mean. His usually solemn face was now covered in sweat, his books were stacked neatly in front of him, and he was ready to jump up from that chair and run out of the room like there was no tomorrow. What has gotten into him today? Yami didn't mind Biology very much; in fact, he told me himself that he kind of liked it. Strange.

I averted my eyes further down the isle, and looked at the so called 'dice master' which to me does not appear quite true. If that bastard was such a great master of dice, than how come Yami won against him? Nevertheless, even if I put that aside, I could never forgive him for constantly bugging by sister as if she was some kind of a price to be won. At least Tristan was more romantic, well kind of. Anyways, he was a little better than the dice boy, not that I'm making a match for my sister, heavens forbid, but you could always dream.

There was another reason I didn't like the villain. Not only he looked like a circus freak (as if that wasn't enough), he constantly kept fiddling with his hair. Playing and playing and playing and playing, geez, doesn't he get tired sometimes? He's like a mixer machine that never stops. First he twirls his hair to the left than to the right, than somehow to the back, I'm amazed how it keeps growing back so fast every time he sheds it all. Yeah, he does. He's like a cat. He keeps coughing out hairballs every time he pulls his hair out, because I think he that puts it in his mouth and eats it…? I don't know.

But anyhow, he definitely doesn't seem anywhere close to being a good match for Serenity.

Now, you'd perhaps think that my close friend Tristan was, huh? Well as much as Tristan had helped me throughout the years, I still doubt it. Why? Do you really want to know, here it goes…

I sigh deeply, as if preparing myself to my worst nightmare, and look to the left of me to where Tristan sat right next to the window, staring mindlessly into the white wall right in front of him…. and …he's doing it again. Maybe this is why he's never been so good at duel monsters or battle ships, or domino, or Tick-Tack-Toe or… well I'd have to sit here all week describing what else…

Somebody should really tell him that it's gross. I just don't want it to be me. Don't get me wrong, I most definitely don't have anything against him. He is my good friend and has been so for a very long time now. He helped me out in some of my most difficult situations, and for that, I'll be forever grateful… it's just…

Let's just say Tristan has developed some extremely bad and childish habits over the last few years, or maybe over his entire life? They tried to tell him, but it's obviously not working, not as far as I can see.

Taking aside his constant nail biting which leaves the outline of his nails brown from the dirt and I guess some left over food he didn't brush out of his teeth this morning, that is of course, if he doesn't bite them so hard that there is no outline to be visualized, and aside from something green flooding out from his nose when be looks very confused about something, and aside from his ears, and his smell when he hasn't taken a shower for a week, and his always dirty feet, and his…. I'm going too far off topic again, aren't I?

Anyhow, aside from all those equally gross and disgusting things… there is something worse. Something that I cannot even stand to look at it disgusts me so. I mean I'd rather be at the mercy of Seto Kaiba, which, don't mind me, I wouldn't actually hate to be … his perfect skin against mine, ravishing my body slowly and hungrily… ooops! Sorry……. Scratch that! That's definitely not part of the story, I assure you! Anyways, back to talking about the most disgusting things….he…he…how do I say this? OKAY! I'm just going to say it! HE PICKS HIS NOSE, SLIPS HIS FINGER INTO HIS MOUTH, AND CONSUMES WHATERVER GREEN STUFF HE HAS IN THERE! There, I said it… don't say you weren't warned.

All of us know about it…we just choose to ignore it somehow. And he's doing it again right next to me. Eeeyyyuuu!

I look away and my eyes seem to land on Tea. She's a little strange, but very kind and friendly. She is also my friend, but of course just between you and me… (whispers) …she could do something about that outfit of hers. Once, Bakura and Malik told me she looked like some cheap, street slut, and somehow, I seemed to have given them the idea that since I wasn't answering, it meant that I agreed. They told Tea about it, but she didn't get mad at me because she knew I wouldn't think of her that way. See what I mean by nice?

To tell you the truth, I did think about it, of course, I didn't think that taking it as far as 'slut' was either appropriate or truthful, but I did agree with them on some level. She could at least once just wear a pair of jeans or something. And that tank top of hers is a definite no-no. I mean come on, it does seem like she wants something a bit more than just a friendship. Summer isn't the whole year 'round.

Did I just sound like……SETO!

And did I just…. ACTUALLY CALL HIM BY HIS FIRST NAME!

Okay … this love gig I have for him is going just a bit out of control.

Some people affect others in the strangest, worst, ways. Even the ones we love.

I turned my head back in Yami's direction; he was grasping his books angrily, seemed to be three times more sweaty than before, and now as mad as a bull.

Before I could even question him about his sudden desire to desert the class, and before Tea could start her whole, long friendship travel pack, complete with an undying song about friends, friendship markers with a complete guide of 'Smiley Faces for Idiots', pink friendship paper etc., etc., the bell rang and Yami sprung from his seat, and dashed out of the classroom nearly tripping in the process.

We all looked at now empty door frame which no longer held a door, because Yami broke through it, so the small wooden chips were laying all spattered out on the floor. All of us held an extreme confusion in our wondering eyes, still contemplating on what the heck was going on with Yami.

The class hulk by the name of Dogan (no one called him anything else but that, so we didn't really know his last name) stared dumbly at the door and than to the teacher for about three more times, and than asked in a deep village-like voice, "If ya wanna Miiis. Tomosuke I yall put back with each other the doooor for ya…

That kid really needs a shrink. I have no idea how he'll glue the tiny pieces of the chips together, but good luck! After a few moments, the teacher threw him a beaming glace, since obviously it would be easier for her if he just took care of the problem all together, while she eats her lunch with her boyfriend, (who is by the way our Physical Fitness teacher), instead of having to worry about this complication, and said, " Thank you, Dogan. All of you should follow his example. On the next test, you'll get whole two extra points."

Of course being the "intelligent" student Dogan was, he said, "Really? Two extra points?"

"Yes, Dogan. Yes." She gave him a look as if he was from a whole different planet, and hurriedly left the room.

After we all got up, I turned to Malik who said, "Geez, that guy should really purchase some brains, man. I should recommend him a place or two." He said sarcastically.

The dice boy decided to take advantage of Malik's sudden comment and said questioningly, "Yeah, you'd be the right person to turn to if someone ever needs the directions to one of those, ne , Malik? So where exactly did you get yours, because I think that the "dog" over there needs to buy himself one. But not just some ordinary brand at some ordinary store either, Malik, he needs something more workable to fit in that tiny dog-brained head of his." He looked at me mockingly.

I could feel my blood boiling with anger. "DEVLIN….YOU SLIMY, ROTTEN, LITTLE PIECE OF SHI..." Before I could continue, he was surrounded by hoards of girls wanting his autographs or something, and he fled instantly.

"COME BACK HERE YOU COWARD….I'M NOT DONE WITH YOU YET…" I yelled after him, but he was already long gone.

"Damn that rich little son of a bi…" I started, but Yugi interrupted me, "Please, Joey, retire already, brawls just bring more tears and anger."

"Yugi", I said, "I think you have been reading too much Shakespeare lately."

"Yes I have." He said proudly. "What better way to express my feelings to my one true love than through the ways of poetry." He took Ryou's hand gently, as the little one was blushing brighter than Duke Devlin's red lipstick. Speaking of Duke Devlin's red lipstick by the way, I still can't quite figure out why he wears it if he keeps running after my sister. Weird.

Marik, who was now circling his light's petite body from behind rolled his eyes at Yugi, and when he averted his gaze towards the person standing behind me, who was obviously Tristan, who's nose was probably leaking green right about now, gave out a disgusted grunt and said, "Let's go. We already wasted five minutes of our lunch time."

We exited the now deserted classroom and headed towards the main hall, which let to the cafeteria, still completely unaware of what's waiting for us just around the corner.

/flashback…to be continued/

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