Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! and HunterXHunter.
Chapter 2
It was the start of a new school year as students walked towards the school wearing the standard blue uniform for boys while a pink blazer with a blue ribbon and white skirt for girls.
They chatted happily about the classes that they would be having for this year, including the hottest topics ranging from sports to guys(girls) and some about the same old class that they wanted to see again.
Not noticing a brown haired, blue eyed boy weaving his way through the crowd with his head down, his bangs brushing across his forehead.
With his hands clenched tightly on the straps of his backpack.
He then let out a sigh as he composed himself. It's not good for a son of a-
And stopped as he wasn't supposed to revel in the life that he ran away from. For all he knew, he was considered an outcast.
As he let himself be drawn by the crowd, he couldn't help but looked around, watching for any sign of trouble.
He shook his head. Why would he be thinking about that? No one knows he's here and being away matters most.
Away from people who would be inclined to do something.
He blended with the crowd, letting them take him to their destination, and as soon as he reached the corridors, he went on his way, his backpack slamming onto his back.
As soon as he finished his papers, he left the principal's office, hands in his pockets and walked straight to his classroom.
He knocked on the door and waited for the teacher-sensei he corrected himself to open the door, no matter how hard it was itching for him to open it himself.
"Class, we have a new transfer student." he could hear the teacher from inside and then the door opened, and he saw the older with graying hair wearing thin rim glasses looking at him with a kind smile on his face.
"Do come in."
As soon as he came in, he could already hear the girls whispering about him. Things that he would rather not dwell about in the near future as it doesn't concern him.
"He looks so sophisticated!" he heard a girl whispered to her friend. "And he is cute."
He ignored their comments and stood infront of the room. And bowed as he knew the way on how people here greet others.
"Hello, my name is Sam Whyde." he introduced and then straightened up. "It's nice to meet you all."
The girls squealed as soon as he finished the sentence.
"Where to put you?" the teacher mused, and he looked around the room to find where he could sit and found an empty chair beside a hazel-brown eyed teen with blond hair. (You already know who this person is)
"You can sit beside me, Sam!" the hazel-brown boy shouted as he raised his hand in the air.
The teacher nodded and gestured for him to sit. He turned to the older, bowed and made his way across the aisle towards the empty desk.
He didn't say anything as he sat down, placing his bag on the floor, as he kept his eyes trained on the teacher as he began giving rules.
"Don't sit beside, Katsuya." One of the girls told him. "He's a born delinquent."
He didn't comment on that and focused on the lecture at hand.
At break, the other students left the room, going to the cafeteria while a few boys and girls stayed behind, talking about activities that he does not wish to partake in.
But would find the time to.
He then took his bag from the floor and placed it on his desk, taking a leather bound book from inside and return the bag on its place on the floor.
He then leaned back on his chair as he began reading the contents. And tensed as he saw a shadow loom over him.
He slowly looked up to see the same guy from before. His seattmate.
"Hello." he greeted.
"Hi. Name's Katsuya Jounouchi." Jonouchi introduced himself. "But you can call me Jou."
He smiled, apprehensive at the boy's warmth. He looked away as he thought, 'You wouldn't like me if you knew who I really was.'
He then turned to look back at him and smiled brightly. "Nice to meet you, Jounouchi."
At lunch...
Sam made his way down the hallway, only stopping once in a while to watch the students chatting with each other as they walked out of their classrooms in groups.
He then put his hands in his pockets as he continued walking.
And finally, he reached the school cafeteria. He then proceeded to the tree that stood in the middle of the schoolyard and sat down, spreading his books and notebooks infront of him.
He was in his way of going through his book, when he heard a noise that came from the student body.
He ignored it and continued his work, not caring the least bit about what caused it. All he ever wanted was to finish the book he was reading for their literature class.
He leaned his back on the trunk of the tree, and flipped pages as he continued reading.
The hour continued on, as the sound of the students' chatter echoed through the halls of the school, and into the neighborhood.
Sam surveyed his surroundings and didn't seem to find anything out of the ordinary, except for a few blonde colored students playing some sort of basketball without rules.
The lunch bell rang, and he put his things back in his bag and then stood up as he brushed the dirt off his uniform and went inside the building.
He settled down in his seat beside the chaotic blonde, and waited for the teacher to come inside the classroom to class to order.
The last three hours of class passed by in a blur, with most of the teachers giving their own rules within the classroom.
The bell rang for dismissal and the students stood up and began talking to each other, planning for their afternoon joys before they go home.
He was the last left. He then let out a sigh as he slung his bag over his shoulder and left the room, not before checking that the lights and fans were turned off.
Closing the door, he let out a sigh and put his hands in his pockets as he walked down the hallway. Thinking of the events that happened in this school.
As he was about to go out the school, a gruff voice spoke.
"Never thought I'd see you here."
He stopped, his eyes wide as he heard the voice. And turned to face the speaker.
And was shock to the core.