Tah dah! Onto chapter 4! Seto creepyness starts towards the end, so WATCH OUT! Bwahaha.

Oh, and as a side note: I use the Japanese names in my story so for those of you who don't know them:

Katsuya Jonouchi=Joey Wheeler

Katsuya Shizuka= Serenity Wheeler

Mazaki Anzu= Tea Gardner

Hiroto Honda= Tristan Taylor

and Seto Kaiba and Ryou Bakura just switch around to be said as Kaiba Seto and Bakura Ryou (last names are said first in Japan; last names are used when people are being formal with each other or when they're speaking to someone older than them and first names are used when the two people are familiar)

WHAM.
The door smacked into someone in the flow of oncoming students; Kiseki jumped and peered around it as hordes of people burst out laughing at the blonde now on the floor, cursing and holding his head. Another boy with a rather odd hairstyle seemed to be laughing the most, standing right beside the fallen one, clutching at his sides and practically crying with mirth. Both were clad in the blue school uniform that Kiseki had seen on the other teenager that morning, except their tops were not buttoned up as his had been, and were left to freely hang open, revealing white t-shirts underneath the jackets.
Taunts of "Baka Jonouchi!" started mixing with the loud laughing in the hallway, and the boy growled and got to his feet, punching his friend in the shoulder and then making shoo-like movements at the students, some of which left, but most stayed behind to watch him as he turned angrily to Kiseki.
"Why don't you watch where you're opening up doors, eh?" he yelled.
Kiseki merely blinked at him and quietly muttered a "sorry" before walking past him, intending to find her first class and meet her teacher before the bell rung. The crowd of students started murmuring as they parted somewhat to let her pass, then resumed their swarming.
"Yeah that's right! Walk away!" he shouted after her, shaking a fist. He then sighed, turning to his friend, who still had a large grin plastered on his face. "Man, I hate kohais..." he muttered.
"Well you weren't exactly watching where you were going, either, Jonouchi," the other boy laughed, running a hand over his own brown hair, which came to a point at the front.
"Shut up, Honda, you want some of this?" said Jonouchi, shaking his fist once again. Honda merely laughed again. The blonde shook his head. "Sometimes you're too stupid to know what's going to come to you sooner or later..."
"Oh, so I'm the stupid one now? If you're so tough, then why don't you follow the kohai and beat her up for smacking your poor little head with the door?" he asked in a somewhat babyish voice, ruffling his friend's messy hair.
"Knock it off!" yelled Jonouchi, smacking the hand away.
Their shouts were heard all the way down the hallway, but Kiseki paid no attention to them as she took out her schedule and glanced at the room number, then starting to look at the numbers along the doorways in the hall. After only about a minute, she saw the number that matched and opened up the door.
It was regular enough: a chalkboard stood at the front of the room, the desks in five neat rows facing it, though some were turned at odd angles with people sitting on them and talking to friends, and there were windows lining the opposite wall. The teacher was not there yet, it seemed, so she looked around at the desks for a place to sit. As her eyes scanned the people already there, she stopped as she saw the tall boy with the blue eyes again, though he wasn't busy chit-chatting as everyone else was; he had opened up his briefcase once more and now had a sleek black laptop on his desk, and was busy typing away, his brown hair hanging slightly over his eyes. No one was paying attention to him, he wasn't paying attention to anyone else. It was like he was in his own little world. Kiseki liked that.
It seemed that the only seat that she would be comfortable with was at the very front of the class in front of the teacher's desk. Setting her bag to the left of it, she sat down in the chair and took out some scratch paper and a pencil, starting to doodle a little bit with her head resting on her hand. A small dragon began to emerge out of the light pencil strokes, and she was close to being happy with the result when some loud giggles made the drawing utensil pause in its task.
A pack of girls had appeared at the doorway of the classroom, all busily yapping to one another. "There she is!" squealed one, pointing at Kiseki, and they all came over and pushed the bookbags off the surrounding desks and pulled them up next to hers. Kiseki, pencil still poised upon the paper, looked around at them all, causing them to look at one another and burst out laughing again. By this time the rest of the class's attention had been caught, the girls were so loud, the only other noise being the typing of the boy's laptop, which had not ceased once since she had arrived. Finally controlling themselves, the apparent leader of the pack leaned forward eagerly toward the sketching girl, her dark red locks hanging over her bright, green eyes. Kiseki leaned back slightly; she hated it when people got too close to her.
"You sure did the door hit thingy really well, kohai, how'd you do it?" she asked, her high-pitched voice ringing cheerfully out; to Kiseki it sounded like a sick bird trying to make a noise.
"I opened it up," she said simply.
The girls ruptured into laughs again; it was quite getting on Kiseki's nerves by now, and even the serious teen on his laptop had stopped in his typing to glare at them. They took no notice and kept badgering her, however. "Well, seriously, that was perfect!" squealed another with blonde pigtails and blue eyes; freckles dotted her face. "I mean, all of us had made fun of Katsuya more than once, but you smacked him with a door! You'll make a great addition to our group!"
As they all agreed fervently with her, Kiseki leaned back down to start drawing again. "I don't want to be an addition because of an accident." I'd rather not be an addition for any reason, she thought bitterly to herself.
The laughing ceased rather quickly, though the leader still kept a fake smile pinned up. She reached forward and pulled the paper out from underneath Kiseki's hand, causing her pencil to make a long streak across it. "Wow, you draw good too!" she reeled, holding out the paper to her friends. They all whistled in amazement, but Kiseki took the paper back and continued working on it, starting to erase the big streak across the front, something that caused the girls to drop their benevolent attitude rather quickly.
"Who do you think you are?" said one, poking her in the shoulder. "Stuck-up miss perfect?"
"I know who I am, and I know I'd rather be left alone," said Kiseki, not looking up from her drawing.
"Aww, did we hurt the poor little kohai's feelings?" cooed the leader. When Kiseki did not respond, she gritted her teeth and pounded her fist on Kiseki's desk, making her jump slightly. "You're nothing but a stupid brat who thinks you're better than everyone else just because you're new here! I'll be sure to warn everyone about how much of a jerk you were when we offered you friendship; no one will want to talk to you!"
"Thank you," said Kiseki; indeed that would have been wonderful, to have someone else keep people away from her.
The girl's fists clenched and she leaned down to hiss in Kiseki's ear. "You're just as bad as techno-freak Kaiba over there, maybe you should hook up sometime." With that, she gave one loud laugh and pulled the group away from Kiseki to their desks and sat on top of one to start flirting with a few boys in the class. Kiseki sighed gratefully and went back to drawing, hearing a slight chuckle from behind her before the typing of keys started up again. More voices sounded from the door, but they weren't nearly as obnoxious as the girls; there seemed to be only one girl in the group anyway. Kiseki kept her eyes fixed on her drawing as they came in.
Yugi and his friends made their way into the classroom, Honda retelling the story of Jonouchi's accident that morning, Anzu, and Ryou laughing heartily. As they walked by, Yugi was the only one who noticed Kiseki, and he almost stopped to say hello before his attention was directed back onto Jonouchi and Honda, who had started yelling at each other again. They all went to the back of the room and sat at their desks, Yugi being the nearest one to Kiseki, which was really about two desks back. Anzu lightly smacked the two bickering boys upside the head to make them calm down, while Ryou wiped away tears of laughter from his brown eyes. Yugi's gaze fell upon Kiseki and remained there as he remembered the last time he had seen her and the card she had gotten. His eyes went rather unfocused, making Jonouchi stop rubbing his head where Anzu had hit him to lean forward and poke Yugi in the shoulder. "Hey, you ok?"
Yugi blinked and looked over at his friend, then pointed to Kiseki's back; as soon as Jonouchi's eyes fell upon her, a small growl resonated in his throat. "That's the kohai that opened up the door... why were you staring at her?"
"Because she's the reason I've been acting a little out of focus today... I met her yesterday," said Yugi, leaning forward toward him so that she wouldn't hear them talking about her.
"Where? In the shop?" asked Jonouchi; the others had leaned in, occasionally throwing a glance at the girl.
Yugi nodded. "And I convinced her to get a pack of Duel Monsters cards... and..." he trailed off as the image of the dragon flew into his mind and wiped it clean of any rational thought.
"And...?" egged Ryou, leaning forward some more, his white hair sliding off his shoulders to fall upon his chest.
By this time a few students had stopped their conversations to eavesdrop on theirs, including the one with the laptop. Yugi shook his head. "And.... she got... I don't know what it was... but it was a card I had never seen before in my life, one of the most powerful ones at that."
At this sentence, the blue-eyed boy tensed up slightly, his fingers pausing again in their tedious work. If there was a new card about, he had to hear as much as he could about it. He strained his ears as the conversation went on.
"Even more powerful than the God cards?" asked Honda curiously.
"As far as I could tell..." muttered Yugi.
"Well did you see any of its stats?" pressed Jonouchi.
"I saw..." Yugi swallowed and closed his eyes, trying to remember some of them. "It had... 2600 attack, 2300 defense... and at least 3 effects, maybe more. The first I saw: you can't summon any monsters in defense mode when it's on the field... and as for the others, they all had something to do with magic and trap cards, and I think something about raising its attack and defense points."
Jonouchi whistled, looking back at Kiseki. "Not bad; did you ask her to duel?"
"Well actually--" Yugi began, but at that moment, the red-haired girl stood up straight and squealed.
"Stand up!" Her voice rang out clear as a bell as the teacher came in and set his books down. Everyone in the class rose to their feet, a few rearranging their desks to face him as he went to stand behind his desk. Kiseki had paused in her drawing and hesitantly rose to her feet a couple of seconds after everyone else, for she had never done something like this before. "Bow!" commanded the prep again, and this time Kiseki did the action somewhat in unison with the class and sat down when the girl said to do so. The teacher looked up and smiled at the red-head.
"Thank you, Lokhai," he said. "You're doing very well as the new class rep."
Lokhai blushed and gave another small bow to him. "Thank you, sensei-kun!" she giggled, then sitting back down with a flourish.
The teacher arranged his papers and pulled out a pink slip, straightening up and raising his eyebrows at it. "Ah, it seems we have a new student today. Will Akai Kiseki come up to the front?"
Kiseki obediently stood up and walked the few feet between her and the chalkboard, turning to him. As he looked at her, he looked a little bit taken aback, his hand tightening slightly on the slip he was holding, before his face broke into a smile. "Welcome to Domino High, Kiseki," he said.
"Thank you, sensei," she replied, bowing to him. As it was, she was a little surprised at him; he looked very young to be a teacher. His hair was dark brown and rather long, so it was pulled into a ponytail at the back, and his brown eyes shined out at her from behind his glasses; his face was cleanly shaven. He turned back to the class and held out a hand toward her. "Everyone, this is your new classmate; Akai Kiseki. I am your new professor, Unishiwa. You can sit down now," he said, flashing another smile at her.
As she sat back down, the teen with the laptop narrowed his blue eyes at her. If she had that card... he needed to get it from her.
At lunch, Kiseki took her bag to a secluded area off to the side of the main eating area outside, sitting down and pulling out a bag of chips and a sandwich. She had forgotten her drink, but she shrugged it off and started eating, absentmindedly picking grass with her other hand as she chewed. She could sit here all day if she wanted to... the warm sun was shining down and the temperature was perfect; picking grass was a small entertaining activity to keep her busy. After finishing with her lunch, she walked back into the midst of the schoolchildren, looking for a garbage can and a drinking fountain. She found both, throwing away her lunch and drinking deeply from the fountain before making her way back to her spot on the grounds. Though, on the way there, Yugi decided it'd be a perfect time for introductions to his friends. Of course, with Kiseki there was never a good time to meet people her age, as she didn't enjoy their company, but Yugi dragged everyone over to her before she had gotten back to her spot. She stopped, blinking at the little one and then looking around at the others.
"Hey, Kiseki-kun!" said Yugi excitedly. "I thought you'd like to meet some of my friends! Here's Jonouchi," he said, waving a hand at the tall blonde, who merely made a slight noise of contempt and looked away; "...Honda," he gestured to the boy with the brown, pointed hair; "...Anzu," she stepped forward and bowed to Kiseki, her brown hair falling about her blue eyes as she smiled warmly at the girl; "...and Ryou," he finished, pointing to the white-haired boy. Kiseki merely looked at them for a moment before Yugi looked behind her and waved. "Hey Shizuka!" he called. As he did, a small girl bounded past Kiseki and hugged Jonouchi, giving him a small kiss on the cheek before turning to Yugi.
"Hey Yugi! How are you?" she asked. Her voice was sweet and high-pitched and flowed through the air like silk.
"Just introducing Kiseki to everybody," replied Yugi, now pointing to Kiseki. "This is Shizuka, Jonouchi's sister."
The small girl turned her chocolate-brown eyes upon Kiseki and swished her long, auburn hair. "Hi there!" she said merrily.
Kiseki found herself somewhat breathless as she gazed at the girl. She really was quite pretty, and Kiseki could have sworn that she felt some colour rising to her cheeks. "H-hello," she said, before clearing her throat. "Nice to meet you all." And with that, she walked past them and back into the shade of the trees with her book bag. She leaned against one of the trees and put a hand to her chin worriedly.
Ye gods... she thought to herself. That was close... last time that happened it stirred up such a fuss—Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard someone else approaching. As she looked up, the tall boy was there, towering over her, his blue eyes gazing down at her coldly.
"Hello Akai," he said, his deep voice coming close to making her shudder. "There's something you have that I want."
She blinked up at him, confused. "W-what is it?" she asked.
"A card." Blunt enough.
"A card?" she repeated. "Why would you—"
"Because I have the most powerful deck in duel monsters, kohai," he said, nearly hissing the last word at her. "And powerful decks contain powerful cards. Those who are weak do not deserve to hold them."
An insult, completely out of nowhere. Kiseki was rather surprised at how rude he was being to her, but she kept calm and quiet. "How do you know I have what you want?"
"Because that little runt Yugi saw you get it in his shop," he said coldly. "Don't try to make me think you don't have it."
"W-why would I give it to you? I don't even know who you are..."
"I am Kaiba Seto; that is a name with which you need to become acquainted if you're going to live here. Now show me the card." He held out his hand to her; it looked as though he could bruise an arm just by grasping it if he wanted to.
She nervously eyed it. "I--I...no, I don't want to..." she said in a barely audible whisper, turning away from him and folding her arms.
He growled slightly. "Then I'll duel you for it, kohai," he shot at her. "I challenge you."
Just then the bell rang, and she quickly picked up her bag, then turning to defiantly face him, deciding to get at least one full statement out at him. "I wouldn't even if I knew how, Kaiba." And with that, she turned on her heel and walked back toward the flood of students, Seto watching her all the way.
So...you can't even duel, then, he thought, walking towards the school as well, his eyes fixed upon her and a smirk forming on his lips. No matter. I'll get it from you one way or another... just you wait...

All righty! Ok, just in case there's any confusion, Kiseki's bisexual, so that's what the whole exchange with Shizuka was about. Well, what did you all think of that one? I'm going to try something for this ficcy; if you check my profile I've tried to post urls to pictures there, so if you want to see what Kiseki and Sensei Unishiwa look like, check that out and hope that it works! If it doesn't, email me (it won't let me put my full email address here, so look at my profile for it...) and I'll send them to you. Review onegai!