Blood Only Glows in the Dark Chapter 4: 4, a yu-gi-oh fanfic

(NOTE 3/8/06: Chapters have been restored to their original order! Assuming nothing ELSE goes wrong, here ya go!)

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Now he had a whole new problem. Yami was back on his rooftop perch across the street from Yugi's home, thinking hard. With the shadowy 'Shaddu' gone, he no longer had to worry about being sent back into the HellPit for not following the deal. He was free to go and to do whatever he wanted.

In any other situation, dealing with any other mortal, Yami wouldn't have even considered hesitating to leave.

"Of course, Yugi isn't just any mortal," he murmured to himself. "And this situation is far from normal."

He still didn't have a real idea of what was going on, but he was fairly certain Yugi was in danger from something.

"I could keep up what I was doing, I suppose. At least try to peel him off the girl, anyway."

The more he thought about, the more it appealed to him. It would be best to stay, and he'd get to stay near the boy, although the lad didn't even know he existed.

"Yes, that would be best," he said in satisfaction.

But how to carry it out? The girl and that other voice's owner had an inkling that Shaddu might have had somebody doing exactly what Yami had been doing. They'd be on the lookout, ready to destroy him the instant they figured it out, and that wouldn't do.

Besides, what was that old saying? The one about hiding in plain sight?

"Everyone, we have a new transfer student from out of the country. Please welcome Kage Yami."

There was a brief 'hello' from the students sitting at their desks, but the new 'student' didn't care anyway. As the teacher pointed out his seat, Yami just looked among the faces that stared blankly back at him.

The most energy was from the little threesome that had only just noticed him - Yugi and his friends. The girl was in a different class from the boy half the time, and Yami had taken advantage of that to 'arrange' his schedule to be in the same class as Yugi in every subject.

He wasn't going to do anything for this first day but get his bearings, and do something else that he didn't particularly want to - make certain nobody liked him, starting with Yugi. Humans seeking companionship would be a definite obstacle.

Glaring fiercely at every curious glance sent his way, the humans were soon all muttering amongst themselves and making indicating noises in his direction. He'd slipped up for a moment before giving Yugi his meanest expression, not liking at all the confused and hurt expression he'd had to place there.

'Attraction makes these things so much more of a pain in the ass,' Yami thought to himself irritably as the classes finally broke for lunch.

At least it was working - the girl had seen his little show and shot him a look of pure envy - her 'cover' was being a brainless happy twit and he was acting the way she always wanted to.

At least he could get some cynical satisfaction out of that, Yami decided as he watched Yugi and his friends from around a tree. He was still supposed to keep an eye on the boy, after all.

Secretly - very secretly - Yami was hoping someone would try something. He needed to kill something.

It was Yami's lucky day - someone did.

Three very large male humans approached the boy and his little group.

"Hey, dweebs, you're in our spot! Get lost!"

"No way, we was here first!"

"And you never sit around here anyway!"

"Well, we're sitting here today," the leader said with a grin, "So either scram, or we'll send ya home crying for yer mommies!"

Yami picked up a rock that was lying on the ground next to him, waited until he was certain nobody was looking, and threw it as hard as he could.

It slammed into the human's head - and broke apart, because it was just a dirt clod. It got the attention of the three of them, and they managed to figure out the clod's trajectory fast enough.

"Who's that loser?"

"He's some new shit."

"Maybe we better go introduce ourselves, huh?"

They walked over, and although Yami's spirits rose, they sank just as quickly. A public display wasn't such a good idea - he needed to be as human-like as possible - and then Yami realized something that made him almost smirk.

"Hey, jerk, you got a problem with the way your face looks?" One punk said.

"Yeah, it almost seems like you want us ta rearrange it fer ya," the human with dirt still in his hair said.

"I'm not looking for trouble," Yami said.

"Well, dat's really too bad," the third human said, "Cause you sho found it!"

The three of them were getting ready to attack before Yami grinned.

"Try and beat me up in front of the entire school and I'll guarantee the extremely large amount of trouble you'll be in."

"The dipstick's got a point," the third human said after a bit of thought.

He seemed to have a glimmer of intelligence, Yami noted, as the other two took much longer to figure this out.

"Okay, shrimp, here's how it goes. After school, we're gonna have a little chat in the park. If you don't show up, we're gonna have ta come and look fer ya, and believe me, you don't want dat. You got it, midget?"

"I'm looking forward to it," Yami said, in total honesty.

As the three punks stormed off, Yami returned to his position behind the tree. As he did, he couldn't help but notice that the boy's face no longer had that hurt expression on it. Whether that was a good thing or a bad one, Yami couldn't be certain.