*Yugi, Yami, Bakura, Ryou, Mariku, Malik, Seto, Joey enter*
Yugi-Hey where's TBR?
Everyone-look around
Seto-She fainted.
WHAT!
Seto-She was in such a shock at how many review and alerts this story got that she went into a state of shock.
Ryou-Well you can't blame her, it was a real bump in her self esteem :)
Joey- Sooooo I guess we'll have to do the introductions then?
Seto-yes Mutt, looks like we'll have to.
Joey-*growls* Don't call me a MUTT!
Ryou and Malik hold Joey down.
Ryou-Ummm Joey can we just get these intros done.
Joey-*pout* Fine.
Mariku-ya you can kill Kaiba after.
MARIKU!
Mariku-Ya ya whatever. Let's just get this over with.
Yugi, Mariku, Malik, Ryou and Joey-HI *wave*
Bakura, Seto-grunt
Yami- Ya hi *grumpy*
Yugi-Aww Yami what's wrong?
Yami-I'm upset cause we were barley in the last chapter!
Bakura-Oh relax baka Pharaoh, we're in this one.
Ryou-Kura that's not nice.
Malik-TaintedBloodRose doesn't own YuGiOh!
Mariku-If she did, she would make it into a 100% yaoi show!
Joey and Yugi-On with the chapter!
TBC-*groans*
Ryou and Bakura-Look she's waking up.
All- See you at the bottom!
Chapter 2-Meeting the Populars Part 1
The loud, rhythmical tick of the clock and the occasional stroke of chalk against the black board was all that was heard in the dead silence of Mrs. Gobbi's math class.
Followed by a loud sigh from Yami Sennen who was sitting at the far back left corner beside a window, lazily gazing out of it and admiring the scenery.
It was nothing special, just the light blue sky, and an occasional bird flying around every now and then but it was far more fascinating then whatever the wrinkled old lady of a teacher was writing up on the black board.
Yami hated math. His least favourite thing to do in life was sit in math class and listen to Mrs. Gobbi, over explain the steps and reiterate them every few seconds.
It was one thing to force them to learn a bunch of random formulas and equations, but it was a whole other thing to have to listen to Mrs. Gobbi's loud screeching voice as she went on and on explaining how to answer the pointless equations.
He didn't understand what the point of it was. He knew all of the basics
He was the Ruler of Domino High after all, everyone looked up to him, they adored him, they envied him. He was like their King.
No not a king or prince, those titles are far too overrated and over used, no, thought Yami, lips twitching upwards, he was the Pharaoh of Domino High, their leader and who they look up to.
And why a Pharaoh like himself had to attend school was beyond him.
As he continued to stare into the never ending blue sky , he couldn't help but let his mind wander to what had occurred early in the morning. It was strange, it was like looking into a mirror. The person looked just like him, well a more innocent version of him.
He could have sworn that the kid never attended Domino High before, he pondered as he stared at the worksheet that the teacher slapped on his desk, he twiddled with his pencil, trying to make sense of all the equations, but his mind was set on the miniature him, whom he swore he never saw before.
He was leaning his elbow on the desk, using his hand to cup his check as he leant on it, as he stared down at the worksheet with 20 questions ready to be answered.
And I thought that math only dealt with numbers, he thought sourly, running a hand through his gravity defying hair as he tried to make sense of the equation and expressions on the worksheet.
He heard the teacher talking but the only sounds that registered in his brain was a faint buzzing sound.
Just then the familiar ring of the bell signalled that it was time for lunch.
Thank god, he breathed out a sigh of relief as he got up and made his way out the door.
"Make sure to finish that worksheet for the test tomorrow", he faintly heard Mrs. Gobbi call.
He rolled his eyes. He had better things to do than waste time on a silly sheet with boring and pointless numbers and letters. It was called having a life. Besides, when was he ever going to use algebra in life?
Walking the halls of Domino High had to be his favourite part of the school day. He loved basking in the glory of all the stares and attention that he received from all the other students. The girls would always be fawning over his flawless beauty, looking at him dreamily as he made his way to lunch. He always loved the girls wistful stares, loved how they all wanted him. He especially loved how he had each and every one wrapped around his finger, he thought as he winked in one particular girl's direction and watched as she blushed and quickly turned to excitedly giggle and whisper to her friends.
Though the guys were no different, he comprehended, as he received many high fives and fist bumps and all those hand gestures guys did while trying to be friendly with each other. But he knew that there was more to those casual little hand gestures than they were letting off. He knew all the guys envied him, they all wanted to be like him and the only way to do that was to get into his good books. He could see it in their eyes. But he didn't need them, after all, they could always be useful later on.
Finally entering the cafeteria, he made his way to the table where he and his friends always sat, or as it was most commonly referred to, 'the popular table' on account that only the most popular people sat there, Yami thought fondly. Once he got there not at all surprised to see Bakura and Mariku too wrapped up in an argument to notice his arrival and Seto typing away on his laptop completely ignoring to Mariku's and Bakura's loud arguing.
Yami rolled his eyes at the familiar bickering, plopping himself down to the seat beside his cousin, who merely spared him a glance of acknowledgement from the corner of his eyes before they were focused back on the screen.
Needing some entertainment after that pointless math class, Yami directed all his attention on his two arguing best friends, who seemed to be arguing about the name of Mariku's latest admirer.
"Her name was Valentine", shouted Bakura.
"No it wasn't you stupid tomb robber, her name was May, I would know", screamed back Mariku.
"I can't believe you forgot her name stupid tomb keeper, her name was Valentine look it up".
They had all given each other nicknames back when they were younger; it seemed like the most entertaining thing to do at the time. Yami was given the role as Pharaoh since they all looked up to him.
Bakura was given the name Tomb Robber because he had a love of theft when he was younger. He had to rely a lot on stealing and trickery to take care of himself since his parents were rarely there and he had to take care of himself. That was all that Yami knew. Bakura's past was a touchy subject for him and he always loathed when people brought it up.
Mariku was Tomb Keeper since he rarely ever went outside, he preferred to stay inside his house instead of going out into nature. He had a phobia of animals back then. He actually still does to this day, but he at least now he doesn't run and cower away in fear every time a squirrel runs by or a bird approaches him.
And lastly Seto was appointed the head priest, or top advisor of the Pharaoh, aka Yami, because well, he was the brains of the whole group, no one could deny that. After all being a head CEO of one of biggest and most successful companies meant that he had to have some major brains and brawns.
"No way, her name was a month", continued Mariku, determined not to lose the argument.
"Who the hell names their kid May", inquired Bakura.
"Who the hell names their kid Valentine?" retorted Mariku.
"Her parents did cause that was her name".
"No her name was...".
"Her name was Mai Valentine not May nor Valentine", Seto cut them both of, ice blue eyes narrowed in agitation at the pointless quarrel.
All three of them froze and all stared at Seto in shock. It was funny that Seto knew her name when he hated getting associated with their flirting and playing, Yami pondered. He was above things like playing around with people, which was probably why everyone thought he was asexual.
Mariku was the first to break the silence as he let out a triumphant grin.
"I was right her name was Mai!"
Bakura's eyes were bugging out of his head.
"No way you idiot, I was right, you said May!"
"WHAT! May is waaay closer to Mai then Valentine!"
"Ya well Valentine is her last name, so I got half her name, ergo I was right just admit it!"
"No way, you were..."
And that was how another fight , soon getting bored of their tedious tactics, lazily started to scan vast amount of youth slowly trickling into the cafeteria to find a new source of amusement.
He became alert however once he spotted an oh-so familiar star shaped style of hair. It was that guy again, the same one from the morning (Yami would have recognized that hair anywhere, since he always spent at least one hour to get it styled properly) and he was with someone. Yami squinted his eyes to get a better look and he was stunned when he saw that the teen shared a striking resemblance to Mariku. They were both lined up, waiting in the lunch line, in a deep conversation. Crimson eyes never leaving the pair, Yami observed them like a hawk as they both paid for their lunches and made their way down to a table in the far back. There he saw two more teens, an albino, who looked a lot like Bakura and a tall lanky blonde, who waved them over with fond smiles.
Yami may have not recognized who the three doppelgangers were, but he knew for sure that the blonde was one Joey Wheeler, the boy that his cousin loved to infuriate and argue with.
With that in mind he used his elbow to nudge Seto's ribs, resulting in a grunt and glare from Seto and curious glance from Mariku and Bakura.
"Hey do you know who those guys are?" he asked his table of friends as all of them looked in the direction his finger was pointing at.
Bakura's confusion mirrored Mariku's as they both replied that they did not.
"Who are they", asked Mariku.
"More importantly, why do you care?" questioned Bakura, with a raised eyebrow. It wasn't like Yami to take an interest in someone who he had never met.
Yami shrugged, "no reason, I just never saw them before. Don't you know", he turned his head in Seto's direction.
"The one that looks like you is Yugi Mutou, the one that looks like Bakura is Ryou Bakura, and the one that looks like Mariku is Malik Ishtar. They're mutt's friends". He quickly informed them, using his common nickname for the blonde. "But why are you so interested?" Like Bakura, Seto knew Yami better than to know that it was more than just a casual question.
"I told you already nothing special, since I never saw them before. Hmmm maybe we should introduce ourselves after all I've never seen them before", Yami declared, his innocent smile was devilish as he got up from the table and made his way towards the four unfamiliar students.
Once they got there they saw that the Bakura and Mariku mini's, or Ryou and Malik as Seto informed them, were both laughing at some sort of joke, while Yugi was munching on his bought lunch of pasta, chuckling along with them.
Joey was sitting at the far end of the table, and he looked like he was rushing to copy a note, his hand moving in lighting speed as amber eyes were darting back and forth, but the small amused smile on his face showed that he was also listening to the jokes being exchanged.
Of course, Seto being Seto, decided to interrupt their little joke session with one of his favourite pastimes, Mutt teasing.
"Well, well, well. I thought the school had a regulation of no pets allowed. How did you manage to sneak your way in here mutt", Seto sneered, cerulean blue eyes staring down the blonde teen.
Said teen's honey brown eyes looked up from the notebook that he was feverishly writing in, only to sneer and glare.
"Shut the hell up Kaiba you bastard. I'm not a dog!"
"Could have fooled me mutt..."
But Yami wasn't at all interested in them; instead he faced the one called Yugi.
"Hey you must be new" Yami chirped with a fake fondness.
The boy blinked twice, and slowly started looking around; almost like he thought Yami was addressing someone other than him. Joey snapped out of his dispute with Seto to look at Yami in confusion, as did Malik and Ryou.
Just to make it clear who he was talking to, Yami said "ya I'm talking to you".
Now the boys face drained of all emotions, Yami noticed with a mix of curiosity and confusion.
"No I've been here since the very beginning of the year. In fact I've we've even attended the same elementary school", the boy said blandly.
Now Yami was even more confused, he scoffed then the kid really had some brain problems. And he voiced his opinion verbally.
"Really, then there must be something seriously wrong with you".
Yugi raised an eyebrow, "excuse me?"
"Well I guess it's not your fault I guess it just must have been overwhelming for you to have me notice you staring."
The boy's expression was clear enough that he had no idea what they were talking about, so Yami decided to expand a bit.
"You remember, this morning, you were staring and I caught you. I mean I don't blame you for leaving as fast as you did, I would have been embarrassed if I had been caught staring at me too." He had no intention of mentioning the glare seeing as everyone in the caf was now listening attentively to their conversation.
"In case you don't remember, you were the one that winked at me", growled Yugi.
"Yes but that should have been no reason for you to have been so embarrassed. I mean I know you must have been so happy that in you excitement and..."
"Ummm Yami." Mariku hesitantly cut in, hoping to stop Yami's little monologue before things got any worse. The way that mini was glaring at his friend and turning a bright angry red was enough to blast a warning alarm in his head.
But Yami paid him no mind, instead launching back into his previous speech, closing his eyes and making hand gestures for some dramatic effect.
Now if he had kept his eyes open he would have seen both Mariku's and Bakura's waving their arms in attempt to get him to shut up, he would have seen Yugi's friends' widened and eyes, and he would have seen it when Yugi picked up the soda pop can.
But rather then see it he felt it instead, being poured on his head.
Eyes now wide and alert, he felt the wet liquid all sticky in his hair and trickle down his face and his neck in the collar of his uniform.
The entire cafeteria was dead silent, no one moved or made the slightest sound, all eyes were concentrated on the now soaked and sticky Yami, who was staring wide eyed at his little double who was glaring right back at him with an empty soda can enclosed in his hand.
"Not everyone is willing to throw themselves at your feet", Yugi hissed out, venom coating every and every word.
The intensity of the glare, missed with the harshness of the words thrown at him were almost enough to make Yami lose his footing, but he held his ground and watched as Yugi signalled to all his friends and they all go up, exiting the cafeteria and stalking off for the second time today.
Slowly his shock dissipated quickly being replaced with a burning rage and hatred.
"W-who does he think he is talking to me like that", he screamed out, glaring at Bakura and Mariku who were desperately trying not to burst out laughing, though it was proving to be more of a challenge as they had to bite their lips, clutch their stomachs, face a bright red due to the lack of air.
"I told you", Seto responded coolly, an amused smirk settled on his face, "you really should think before you speak Yami. Your inability to think before you speak will leave you with dire consequences".
"WHAT! But you insult that-that guy all the time, why the hell was I the one getting the soda shower!"
"Unlike you, I know how to control the mutt", Seto responded, a look of indifference written over his harsh features.
"How-how-how dare he", Yami finally managed to stutter out, eye twitching as he vibrated with anger. It was incredulous that someone would do that to him. HIM. Of all people. "How dare he do this to me, I didn't even do anything to him!"
"Well you must have done something to make him hate your guts that bad", Bakura informed him, finally managing to get his laughter under control, though he was still panting heavily.
Mariku just nodded in agreement, not trusting himself to speak, or else he would have burst into another unending laughing fit.
"But I didn't!"
He never knew of that boy's existence, how could he have done anything to get that kind of reaction from him, Yami thought, as he raked his brain for possibilities.
"Well you can try and make sense of it all you want, but fist you better get cleaned up", Seto told him, "there are some extra clothes in my locker for you to change into, since you already know the combination and you might want to do it before fourth period".
Still fuming, Yami got up from the table and sped walked to Seto's locker, pointedly ignoring all of the stares and whispers around him.
He roughly grabbed the lock and hurriedly started to turn the dial in the right sequence, so that he could get out of these wet clothes and into some clean ones and escape all the embarrassment that 'Yugi' put him through.
How dare he, he muttered as he slammed the locker shut, the loud noise echoing through the empty halls.
Angrily he stomped to the bathroom to wash out some of his now sticky hair and to go change his clothes.
His mind already flooding with thoughts and ideas for getting revenge.
~oOo~
So Yugi was in his class, was Yami's first thought as he witnessed Yugi walk in through the door frame into his, or rather their, history class.
It was strange that he never noticed him before; of course it wasn't that much of a surprise as he witnessed Yugi make his way to the seat in the far back, completely silent. He faded into the background easily.
"Welcome class", a cheerful and happy voice called from the front of the room. "Now everyone settle down and listen up". All heads turned to regard the short greying old man standing in front of the white board, face lit up with happiness and what seemed like excitement.
Everyone paled. A happy Mr. Harrison could only mean one thing and one thing only.
"Since we'll be starting the fascinating unit of Ancient Civilizations today, I thought it would be dandy to start it off with a little assignment".
At these words everyone groaned. Mr. Harrison was known for two things. 1. His weird hipster talk and 2, his obsession with projects.
Yami buried his face in his hands in attempt to hide from doing it
His attempt to have the earth swallow him whole was soon ruined when Mr. Harrison called upon a student, who had raised their hand, to ask a question.
"Yes, Yugi".
His interest overweighed his despair, as Yami's head bolted out of his hands to stare at the boy. It was rather interesting, seeing
"Well, I was just wondering, will this be an individual project or aa group one", he asked calmly, eyes portraying no desperation or need to have partners unlike everyone else's, it seemed like he just wanted to know.
Those words had Yami's eyes widening as he stared at the old greying man. This had to be a group project, it just had to be, he desperately pleaded internally.
His average was already less than average in this class, the average being a 54, he really needed to boost his marks up if he wanted to pass. And the only way to do that was to get a nerd to ace the project for him, or at least someone who could do most of the work instead of him. He was pretty sure he could get order his partner to do the work and they would wilfully do it. If not, bribery always worked too, but that was only if this was a partner assignment.
Mr. Harrison just smiled, deepening him wrinkles, as he answered cheerfully, "why yes, I think I will allow you the privilege of working with someone one this".
The silence was soon filled with sighs of relief.
"However-" and the tense air was back, Yami thought ruefully, keeping his hearing locked onto Mr. Harrison's words.
"I will be choosing the partners, and this will not be up for discussion", he firmly stated, effectively causing all the rest of the teens to put their complains and objections to rest.
"In fact I have already chosen your partners for you, should I tell you them now or do you want to know what the project is before having me tell you".
Everyone voted for the latter.
As names were being called, Yami was on the farthest edge of his chair, solely dedicated in listening to when his name would be called. He barley registered as all those around him were either celebrating and high fifing in joy the fact that they were partnered up with their friends or in tears at the fact that they got the exact opposite and were separated from each other.
It was finally his turn to be called.
"Yami Sennen and..."
Yami's breath hitched as he stared wide eyed at Mr. Harrison. This was it, the moment of truth.
"...and Yugi Mutou".
Yami froze. Yugi Mutou. Did he just get paired up with Yugi Mutou!
"What!" screeched a voice in the back and everyone turned to face the miniature Yami double, who's eyes were wide in shock, and jaw dropped in shock.
The class erupted into a hurricane of murmurs and whispers. Some people were wondering why the boy looked so upset to be working with Yami, others glaring in jealously and hatred that Yugi was Yami's partner and the rest were laughing at Yugi's outburst.
Meanwhile Yami just froze, face blank of all expression, then slowly his lips twitched up into a feral grin as he leaned back in his chair crossing his arms over his chest in a smug way. Crimson eyes sparkling with what one would call sadistic and cruel pleasure.
This was a very interesting and amusing turnout indeed.
TBR-*rubs eyes and get up* Where am I?
Yami-WHY THE HECK AM I SUCH A JERK!
TBR-O.O Ummm hello to you too?
Mariku and Bakura dying from laughter-HAHAHAAHA OMR you just got pwned by your hikari HAHAHA
Yami-Shut up stupid idiots, and you-points at TBC- how could you do this, my precious aibou hate me!
Yugi- Aww Yami its ok, *hug*.
Yami-No it's not and why are you smirking like that?
Yugi trying to look all innocent and hide smirk-like what?
Seto-Relax it's only the second chapter, things will be better.
TBC *nods* Exactly, cheer up Yami, you'll see.
Yami mutters-You're a despicable human being.
TBC rolls eyes- Aaanyways, hi to all those of you who are reading. I would love to thank you from the bottom of my heart for all those who reviewed and alerted my story! It was waay more than I expected so I love you all! -Hugs all around-
Mariku and Bakura-Hey, we just noticed that we STILL haven't met our hikari's yet! Yami met Yugi and Joey and Seto already know each other. Why haven't we met yet ?
TBC- Relax, this is only part one, the next chapter will be part two and majorly Tendershipping and Bronzeshipping. That is if people still like the story.
Ryou and Malik- So if you did like it please review and alert! It would mean a lot to the author!
TBC-Yes please! Ohhh and a couple of things I forgot to mention the first chapter. I was too excited so I forgot -.- . Ahh well, first of all for all those who didn't realize. Malik is the hikari and Mariku is the yami. I don't like using Marik cause they seem to similar in a sense :P and in the previous chapter, Yugi's little sister Yuki was mentioned. She's my future OC and will make an appearance in the future so hopefully you'll like her XD. Ok well that's it! So hoped you liked it and stay tuned for the next chapter! BYEEEEEEEE –waves- Imma go to bed now I'm tired.
Hikari's and Joey-Bye!