Hello again, my devoted readers, if in fact I have any after not updating in almost two weeks! Sorry! Anyway, thamks for the reviews and I'm glad that you like Yami, Pysche. I was a bit worried about making him too OOC, but seeing the praise, I am reassured and happy. Ahh...
Anyway, welcome to Chapter 3 in which I will introduce Bakura, and mention Ryou, Marik and Malik.
Please read review and enjoy
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!
Chapter 3
"ALRIGHT. LISTEN UP YOU BUNCH OF WUSSES!" Mr. Kadamouchi, the P.E teacher always made it a point to yell at all of his students. Said it toughened them up. Of course he didn't see the ones who went running off in tears to the changing rooms, but… "I DON'T LIKE YOU AND YOU DON'T LIKE ME, BUT I AM GONNA GET YOU STRONG IF IT'S THE LAST THING I EVER DO. THIS IS NOT GOING TO BE A REPEAT OF THE 1998 DOMINO HIGH SPORTS DAY FIASCO!"
Yami vaguely remembered being told about the fiasco by one of the seniors who had just left. Apparently Mr. Kadamouchi had trained this one guy all year to be the best at almost everything when it came to the Sports' Day. Unfortunately he hadn't trained hard enough and the poor guy failed at almost everything. Lets just say that it wasn't pretty.
Yami was bought back to the present when he saw Mr. Kadamouchi launch his face into Joey's who was standing right beside Yami.
"WHAT IS THIS NOT GOING TO BE ANOTHER OF, WHEELER?" the demented teacher demanded.
"Another 1998 Domino High Sports Day Fiasco, sir," Joey replied, looking a bit scared.
"CORRECT!" Mr. Kadamouchi yelled.
As he walked off, Joey wiped some spit off of his face when the teacher had yelled at him. Yami and Joey heard Kaiba snigger next to them and Joey growled.
Fortunately, or unfortunately, (for Yami at least) the argument between the two was stopped when Kadamouchi returned.
"MOTO!" he screamed right behind the said teen. Yami had a sudden urge to shout "Sir, yes sir!" out but resisted. "I want you to run a lap of the field once," the teacher said. Yami groaned and was about to set off, when he noticed the other boys weren't following him. "On your own," Kadamouchi whispered in a sinister voice.
Yami jogged off, knowing it was impossible to even think about arguing with the P.E teacher. P.E shouldn't stand for Physical Education when it came to Mr. Kadamouchi's class. It should stand for Public Embarrassment.
Anyway, Yami jogged off, grumbling to himself all the way though. "Stupid P.E teacher. Making me run all the way around the field by myself." He muttered some curses and damned the said teacher to hell for all eternity before he was satisfied and looked up at the surroundings, still running of course.
His eyes widened when he saw Mokuba. The young teen was walking along the stands of the school field. Yami was so distracted he didn't even wonder why it was that Mokuba was out of class.
His eyes narrowed again when he saw another boy, about the same age as Mokuba, walking along with him. Who was that boy? Him and Mokuba seemed pretty friendly. Yami frowned when he saw and heard Mokuba laugh at the boy, no wait with the boy. What got Yami even angrier was the fact that it wasn't a polite laugh. It wasn't one of those laughs that you gave only to make someone feel better about their jokes. Nor was it one to suck up to the boss to get him to like you by laughing at one of his lame jokes. No. This one was real. And it bothered Yami to say the least. Hmm, wonder who that other boy was? Yami would just have to ask Yugi who he - "GAH!" - was.
Yami, being the intelligent being that he was, had failed to look where he was going and so, inevitably he stumbled in one of the many potholes that were on the grassy school field and fell.
Yami, now blushing hotly, looked up and saw Mokuba running towards him, his face creased in concern.
"Yami, are you okay?" Mokuba yelled. Yami stood up and dusted himself off.
"Yeah, I'm fine, Mokuba," he replied, still blushing.
"Are you sure? If you hurt yourself I could take you to the nurse you know. I don't mind."
"No really Mokuba. I'm fine."
"Okay. If you're really sure…" Yami nodded his head affirmatively and Mokuba smiled and walked off in the direction he had just come.
Yami could not help tilting his head just a bit and admiring the lovely view he had of Mokuba's -
"MOTO!" Yami quite literally jumped out of his skin when Mr. Kadamouchi's face appeared where Mokuba's butt should have been. "WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED?" he demanded of Yami, who was more than just a little dazed.
Yami turned when he saw the rest of the class running towards him, some of them sniggering. "Uh, I got a bit distracted, sir," Yami replied quietly.
Mr. Kadamouchi looked back to the stands and saw that Mokuba was still there. "A word to the wise, Moto," Kadamouchi whispered menacingly. "Leave your social life and your P.E life in two separate places. If I see you getting distracted again…" he left it at that just to keep Yami's imagination reeling. And it worked. Yami gulped. Hard. Visibly.
The rest of the class walked off, but despite Mr. Kadamouchi's warning, still could not help looking back at the stands. Mokuba and the mysterious boy had gone.
After the torture lesson, which the government were cunningly calling P.E, and the boys had gotten changed, Yami contemplated actually talking to Mokuba about the way he felt for him. You know, get in there first and all that jazz (A/N personal phrase of mine!). But what could he say to the teen? "Hi Mokuba. I just wanted to tell you that I can't stop thinking about you and last night I even dreamt about you." Oh yeah, that would get the ball rolling.
No, he needed a strategy; a plan if you will. And now all he needed to do was form one.
"Oi, Yami!" a pencil coming into contact with his head bought Yami away from his thoughts.
"Ow. What was that for?" he demanded of the boy sitting next to him. They were in Science. Physics to be exact, the most boring and vile science on the face of the earth.
Yami whirled round to one of his close friends, Bakura Mahony. Bakura had recently moved from England with his cousin, Ryou. They had settled in quite well and Yami and Bakura had immediately taken a liking to each other, as had Yugi and Ryou.
"You were spacing out again. What is wrong with you?"
Yami looked away and sighed. "Bakura, what would you do if you liked someone and wanted to tell them how you feel, but didn't know what to say or when to say it?" Bakura looked stunned for a minute before answering with a question of his own.
"Alright, who is it that you like?" he asked smirking.
"I don't want to tell you. Can you help me? I mean, how did you do it when you confessed to Marik?"
Marik was one of the boys who had moved to Domino from Egypt with his twin brother, Malik, just one week after Bakura and Ryou had moved here. A few weeks after their arrival, Yami found out in the most graphic of ways that the two were going out when he walked in the boys' toilets and saw... Ugh, he didn't even want to think about it now. Lets just say that he never knew that Bakura was so flexible.
"Well, I didn't actually say anything. After all actions speak louder than words."
Yami stared, wide-eyed at one of his best friends. "What did you do? Actually, I don't think that I really want to know."
"Get your head out of the gutter, Yami, I just kissed him." Bakura answered, thwacking his friend on the head.
"Oh," Yami blushed. "But I can't do that to who I fancy."
"Why not?"
"I think he may be with someone else."
"Ouch. How do you know?"
Yami looked at his desk, finding it incredibly interesting. "I saw him with another guy while I was in P.E and they looked really close. And I don't just mean 'spiritually'. If the other guy was any closer he would be practically rubbing up against him." Yami looked up when he heard Bakura laughing, not caring if he was making an exhibition of himself in front of the entire class.
"That's the reason you think he's with another boy?" Bakura laughed again.
"Don't laugh, 'Kura," Yami whined, using the nickname only he, Marik and Ryou were allowed to use. "This is serious."
Bakura laughed some more before sobering. He looked at Yami. "Yami, just because two guys are talking does not mean that they are together. I mean you and I talk all the time, don't we?"
"I know, but you don't understand. They looked really close and happy and…"
Yami was cut off when Bakura kissed him softly on the lips. "'Kura, what the hell was that for!"
"To show you that just because two guys are close does not mean that they are going out or that they have the hots for one another. You didn't feel anything that time, right?" Yami shook his head and Bakura continued. "See, I didn't either, which proves my theory," Bakura smiled smugly.
Yami rolled his eyes and shook his head, but thanked his friend nevertheless.
"No problem, Yami," Bakura answered. The bell rang for lunch and the students packed their things away. "Just promise me one thing. Well two things actually." Bakura requested before they left. Yami nodded his head for him to continue. "You have to tell this guy how you feel," Yami nodded reluctantly at this, and waited for Bakura to carry on. "And two. If it doesn't work out, you have to come and have a threesome with me and Marik sometime."
Bakura kept a perfectly straight face, and Yami blushed, thinkingthe otherto be serious.
However, seeing Yami's blush, Bakura couldn't help but burst into laughter, to which Yami thwacked him upside the head. "You idiot," Yami shouted, but couldn't keep the amusement from his voice.
Woop, dere it is! Please review and make me happy. Just to let you know, I'm thinking that next chapter will be Mokuba and Yami's first kiss, so stay tuned!
