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Thanks to the efforts of his meddling hikari (who should really thank his lucky stars that he was so adorable or Bakura would have killed him for all the things that happened afterwards), Bakura found himself enrolled at Domino high with the Pharaoh and the rest of his friends. He was simply overjoyed to spend more time than ever around the Pharaoh and his posse. Especially when he noticed that he had over half his classes with the annoying bastard. Note the sarcasm.

Currently, Bakura was indulging in his favorite school activity; skipping class. Today, he had decided to ditch the one class he hated more than any other. Physical Education (1). The class simply lacked the violence he needed. He quickly became irritated, being interrupted everything he might have found something interesting. Not to mention the Pharaoh was in that class.

No, instead he spent the class watching the others run around in the hot sun from under the cool shade of his favorite Sakura tree. It was simply too hot to be doing all that anyway.

There were two things that kept his attention on the class instead of allowing him to nap the rest of the afternoon away. The first was Ryou. The albino light was in that class and Bakura simply couldn't find it in himself to completely abandon Ryou. Especially not with the Pharaoh right there. The second… the second was actually the pharaoh's light. There was something different about the boy, Bakura noted as he watched Yugi whisper something into Ryou's ear before they both began to giggle. It wasn't the boy's height; try as he might Yugi would probably never get any taller. He hadn't changed his hair, he wasn't really pale or anything like that. He was just different.

Bakura was puzzled. Bakura had watched people for a long time. People-watching hadn't been a game to him; it was, at one point, a way of life. Granted, it had been a long time since he had used the particular skill, but that shouldn't make anyone unreadable to him. What the hell was it about Yugi that he was seeing, but not seeing?

The class drew to a close and all the students headed back inside. Almost all. Yugi didn't even pretend he was going back to class. "Yami!" He called, loud enough for Bakura to hear it. Bakura sat up, watching with interest. Maybe now he could find out what the hell was going on.

Yami turned to face his light, but didn't move any closer to him. Yugi quickly closed the distance between them and grabbed Yami's hand. He embraced the taller boy, resting against him for a moment. Yami returned the hug and kissed Yugi hard. The smaller boy was determined to keep it chaste. The moment it became clear that Yugi had no intentions of allowing his dark to ravish him in the school yard, Yami pulled away, said something Bakura could not hear and walked away. Yugi merely stood frozen with a pained look on his face.

So that was what it was. Yugi was needy. As in sappy poems and moonlit walks on the beach and the Pharaoh simply wasn't delivering. Bakura was highly intruded by what he had witnessed. Still, he wasn't going to dwell on it much longer, as he now had the information he wanted. He turned, heading for the building and to make sure no one tried to do anything to Ryou while he was gone.

Even if they had, Bakura could use a good fight right about now. He didn't know why he felt so antsy all of a sudden, but Bakura had a sinking suspicion it had something to do with the small, lingering pity for the Pharaoh's light that he couldn't ignore no matter how much he tried.

Now that he thought about it… it was probably all that damned pity's fault. Without it, he never would have bothered to pay any attention to Yugi at all.

Damn pity.

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