A/N: Ok, the idea for this chapter came to me while I was hunting. Yeah. Great idea. Be thinking of ideas for your story while waiting for deer to come along so you can shoot it. Mm-hmm. Intelligent. (sarcastic tone)
Ishigami: Sounds like something you'd do.
Me: Shut up! Anyway, what do you guys think about Satoya accidentally being sent back in time? You know, to Ancient Egypt? Of course, it wouldn't be only Satoya and he would come back to the present… Well, just let me know what you all think!
Thanks reviewers:
Chinese Fairy: My dear Fairy-chan... You're gonna kill me for this chapter... Anyway, just because Mokuba notices, doesn't mean that Seto notices. But, it's longer, so you should be happy about that! ;;
kagome-princess: Whoa, you're review is the exact same as last time... That's sorta cool... (scratches head) Thanks anyways!
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Two weeks exactly after Satoya began living with Marik and Bakura, his wings disappeared. He had been dancing around joyfully until he heard a laugh from behind him. He turned quickly, blushing at the sight of Bakura doubled over from laughter.
"It's not nice to laugh at people…" he murmured, embarrassed.
"S-sorry… It was just so cute, watching you prance around like that." Bakura collapsed in another fit of laughter. Satoya pursed his lips.
"Where's Marik?" he asked, attempting to change the subject and thus regain some of his pride. Satoya didn't get an answer until Bakura had calmed down.
"He's getting your uniform with Ryou."
"What? Uniform? For what?" Satoya looked alarmed.
"Malik says that Ryou doesn't think it's safe for you to be here all alone while we go to school. Personally, I think that he thought this up so we could cause more hell and keep an eye on you at the same time. Anyway, Ryou got you registered at the high school with us all. You can write, can't you?" Bakura asked.
"Yes. My mother insisted that I be able to speak and write in anything that could be taught to me." Satoya answered.
"Ah. Well, good. It wouldn't do for you to have to be put back a couple grades because you couldn't write." Bakura grunted, laying on the floor, seeing as he was too lazy to go to the couch.
The next day, Satoya sat in class with the others. He was pulling at the collar of his shirt and playing with his hair. Ryou had made him pull it up into a braid. He had been a little happy to find that Seto was in the same homeroom as he, and confused when handed his schedule.
"Seto Kaiba" the teacher was calling off role in no particular order.
"Here."
"Ryou Bakura."
"Present."
"Yami Bakura."
"What do you want?"
"Malik Ishtar."
"You talking to me?"
"Marik Ishtar."
"What?"
"Atemu Mouto."
"Yes?"
"Yugi Mouto."
"Here."
"Anzu."
"Present, ma'am."
"Jounouchi."
"Huh, what?"
"Honda."
"I'm here."
"Ryouji Otogi."
"Right here."
"Satoya… Ah, Satoya… Satoya, do you have a last name?" the teacher asked, confused.
"Bakura. He's my cousin. He's been home schooled 'till now because he wanted to know how real school felt." Bakura spoke up before even Ryou could react.
"Ah. Well, everyone welcome Satoya Bakura-san to our class." The teacher introduced.
The first two hours went pretty smoothly, in homeroom, Bakura and Marik inducted Satoya into their work group, and in Ceramics, Satoya was instantly loved by the teacher. Seeing as he and Ryou were the only two with that class, they sat together. Well, there were other students, but none that Satoya knew. Ryou picked up the small pot that he'd been working on as Satoya started his own project. By the end of class, he had a flower made.
"Oh, that's pretty, Satoya. What is it?" Ryou asked.
"A rose. After it goes through the kiln, I'll paint it black. They're the really pretty ones." Satoya answered.
"Yes, black roses are pretty but so are red ones." Ryou stated.
"Not as pretty as black ones are." Satoya argued. The teacher agreed with Ryou but was immensely proud of Satoya's effort. Then came third hour and the big problem. Nobody had the same hours with Satoya after that. Sure, they had lunch with him but none of their classes matched.
"Great, now what?" Malik asked.
"I'll go with Satoya. I normally skip the next hours anyway." Bakura said.
"No, I know of somebody with all the same hours as Satoya." Ryou said softly.
"You've got to be kidding! You're not going to leave him with him, are you?" Yami exclaimed, knowing who Ryou was talking about.
"We don't have much choice, do we?" Ryou shot back.
"Who?" the others demanded.
"Kaiba."
"What about me?" Seto asked coldly from behind them.
"You have all the next hours with Satoya." Yami explained.
"So?" Seto still sounded very cold.
"We would like it if you would show him around." Ryou said.
"Yeah, and don't you make any moves on 'im, ya here?" Jou glared.
"You have no need to worry about that. I won't do as you all have asked." Seto walked away.
"Damn bastard." Marik growled.
A/N: This is chapter 10… I didn't realize that until I reached the end of writing it… Damn Seto! (growl) Sooner or later, he won't be such a stuck up pain-in-the-ass. But that's gonna stop once he realizes he loves Satoya. Oh fun. R&R!