Finding Angels

Disclaimer: I'm too uncreative to create anything from scratch

Author's Notes: Do the right thing.

Pairings: YamixYuugi, BakuraxRyou, MarikuxMalik, SetoxJou

Author's Notes2: Yuugi is actually spelled Yugi, but it's just that I like typing it with a double u so you're going to have to bear with me.

Chapter2: I am so lost, why were we even selected for this mission?

Mariku was awoken by a bright light and buried his head underneath his pillow to welcome back the darkness of sleep. However his sanctum was quickly broken as Yami brutally snatched his pillow away from him. "Mariku," Yami's gruff voice spoke. "It's time for school."

"Who goddamn cares abou—"

"I meant our mission…" Yami hissed. He had stayed up all night pestering Kaiba about tips. The rich bastard wouldn't pick up the phone so Yami decided to wait for awhile, but when he called again, the line was busy. Since the other two were tired, they decided to go ahead and sleep ahead of him.

"Breakfast is ready. Bakura's already up." Mariku groaned and pulled himself out of bed. He stared at the digital clock that read seven o'clock.

He scratched his head and grabbed his school pants. "When the hell does school start anyway?"

"Ah welcome Mariku," Yami forced himself to greet sweetly at his comrade. "Now that you're here, I'm going to read off the tips that the benefactory, helpful, willing, and totally altruistic rich bastard Seto Kaiba gave us." He whipped out a list that came out of nowhere.

Mariku sat down and took a long look at the egg omlette in front of him. "Hey can you eat this?"

Tip 1: Shut up and take notes during lectures. The more you don't attract attention to yourself, the less suspicious you are

Tip 2: You might want to try to get good grades

Tip 3: Control your temper

Yami said that one particulary loud while looking at Bakura. The albino didn't seem to feel the deathglare that was supposedly burning into his bones and continued eating his breakfast.

Tip 4: You can't kill because it's against the law

Both Bakura and Mariku slammed the table at this tip. "What kind of world is this?!" Yami ignored them both and read onto the next advice.

Tip 5: Don't punch someone unless someone is trying to punch you, rape you, or mug you

Surprisingly, the other two demons didn't say anything when Yami read it off. He was beginning to worry if they actually understood what he was saying.

Tip 6: Don't refer anyone to mortal or human because that just gives it away. Instead address them as 'people' or the singular form 'person'.

Tip 7: Don't glare so much because y'all look really demonic when you do.

Yami was really upset when Seto said that because he does not in any way look demonic. Maybe Bakura and Mariku, but definitely not him. "We don't glare that much," Bakura prissingly looked at the paper that Yami was holding.

"You're glaring right now, Bakura."

"Am not. This omelette tastes pretty good." Bakura took another chomp out of his omelette amazingly not biting the plate.

Tip 8: Have table manners

Yami took a slight peek over the paper and saw that pieces of omlette were strewn everywhere on the table. "I think we need to work on that."

"I have table manners," Mariku retorted, talking with his mouth full.

Tip 9: Don't join gangs.

Tip 10: Don't talk to Kaiba during school because he doesn't wish to let others know he is associated with three losers

Mariku and Bakura simultaneously slammed the table and glared up at Yami as if ready to kill. "What?!"

Yami waved a finger in front of the two hotblooded demons. "Remember tip number two: control your temper."

"That's number three, you dimwit." Yami quickly glanced at the tip list. He cleared his throat and adjusted his collar.

"It's nice to know that you were listening."

Arriving at Domino High, honestly to say the Yami, Bakura, and Mariku were stunned. Accepting five thousand students was one thing, but seeing five thousand was a different story. "I…don't feel like going on with this mission…" Mariku turned to leave but Yami pulled him back by his collar.

"We accepted this mission and we're going on with this mission," Yami muttered quickly with his voice quivering in terror. What had he gotten himself into? "We're going to be fine. Just act clueless because we are and walk down into that hallway filled with a hundred people then split up to find their classrooms.

"Good God, there are flocks of humans everywhere!"

"Sshh!" Mariku and Yami both pressed their index finger onto Bakura's mouth. "Tip number six!"

"Oh…right…" then a boy bumped into Bakura from behind. "Hey watch it—!"

Mariku held Bakura's arms preventing him from lunging forward for an attack. Yami held his mouth so he couldn't finish the sentence. Both reminded him of tip number three and five: control your temper and do not punch someone unless they are trying to punch you, rape you, or mug you. Bakura stopped struggling and stared at the boy who bumped into him.

It was a boy with round glasses which weren't particulary big but enough to make him look nerdy. The boy gave out a whimper and ran away while nearly tripping over flat ground the entire way. "Hum—People are strange."

Yami and Mariku were looking at the direction where the boy was running from and a boy caught his eye. He was dark-skinned just like Yami and Mariku and looked remarkably like Mariku if the demon hadn't put on red contacts. "Impudent freshman who doesn't even apologize when he bumps into someone…" the boy smirked while lightly tapping a metal baseball bat behind the nape of his neck.

"What the hell was his problem anyway?" A boy, who was slightly taller than the boy in the middle, puffed out a cigarette. "You didn't even go up to him."

"How the hell do I know and get that shit out of your mouth. We're at school. You want to get caught for smelling like ashtray?" The boy berated slapping the cigarette out of the other boy's fingers. This, Yami thought, was their cue to leave.

He pushed the other two demons away and whispered, "Tip number nine: don't join gangs. We're attracting too much attention." With that, they headed off their way to school.

"Well unlike you, I have better things to do so I skip school. What's wrong with you anyway? Are you trying to impress Ryou or something? You two are already going out that's good enough already. What's there to impress?" The boy rolled his eyes and checked his watch.

"Oh snap. It's time for school!" He exclaimed while brusquely throwing the bat into the bushes while still looking at his watch. "Sorry guys. I gotta run." Giving a wave, Malik ran to school.

"Man he sure looks damn happy going to school to impress Ryou."

"Dude if going to school impressed Ryou then Ryou would be attracted to over seventy five percent of the school population."

Well since Mariku was a third year while Yami and Bakura were second years, it was understandable that they weren't in the same classrooms. Of course finding the classrooms were a different story. The school was a circular edifice with the athletic field at the center.

"Are you saying that I have to run ten flights of stairs in order to get to my classroom?" Mariku spat. His classroom was 10D.

Correction unbeknownst to him, there is two flights of stairs to transit to the next floor. Mariku had to climb twenty flights. The other two were luckier. They were in 3A. Bakura began to complain saying that whether or not the sorting of the classrooms depended on grades because he as hell did not want to do any homework.

Yami tried to console him saying that he should at least be grateful that they were in the same class whereas Mariku had to be alone.

"You really should've been an angel."

That's it. Yami made a move to sock the demon in front of him until Bakura pointed his index finger straight up in the air and said three irrefutable words. "Tip number five."

Damn Kaiba and his tips.

3A was all the way across the other side of the stairs. As they were approaching their classroom, Bakura suddenly stops and points at the window. "Holy shit Yami. There's a kid with the same hairstyle as you."

The tri-coloured hair demon takes a few steps backwards and peers through the window. Holy shit, Bakura was right. That kid either was an angel and humans are going towards—as what they call it—the "Dark" Side.

Of course that was fine with him. They slide open the door and the class stops chatting as soon as they were identified at the door. "Hey are you two the new students?" A girl bubbly asked, jumping down from her desk and running up to the duo.

Bakura wasn't too sure how to answer that question. "Uh…we're new…"

They're conspicuous from the start and that was lovely, Yami bitterly thought as he spotted Kaiba typing away at his laptop. "So we're the only two new students?" He pointed at himself and Bakura.

The girl nodded. "You two don't look too Japanese. Where are you guys from?"

Yami said he was Egyptian and Bakura bullshitted that he was Japanese but was raised in Great Britain until he was ten.

"Egypt? Hey Ryou's dad has an archaelogical dig there!" The boy with the same crazy-hairstyle as Yami said while looking at the boy who was leaning against the window. "You two may get along."

The rest of the class laughed. Yami, however, transfixed his gaze at the boy Ryou. He actually had a similar hair as Bakura's, but in a way they were very different. One was thin and sleek the other was thick and rough. The hairstyle was different. Bakura's hair was also a bit shorter. But, Yami stretched a corner of his mouth, that haircolour was rare.

Ryou turned his head and gave an indifferent look to the new students then returned his daze to outside. Yami shook his head. Bakura nodded.

"Excuse me," the two demons looked behind him and saw an aged man with a folder in his arms. The students quickly scrambled to their desks and the new students just went to any vacant seat. "So I'll start class by rollcall."

Yami looked at the boy next to him who was the one with the same hair as he. "Hi Yami, my name's Yuugi." This was getting good already, he thought. He stretched out his hand to shake.

"It's a pleasure."

End of Chapter 2

Author's Notes 3: I presume the Japanese school system is the same as it is in Taiwan. Well, normally classes get around the same people each year, so when there's a new student then they tend to know.