The Dark Force

Chapter 2 Is it really friendship?

Before I start I wanna apologize for bad grammar. I'm still learning a lot about writing in English so, just bear with me here alright? And I was really tired when I wrote this chapter.

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"This is Yami."

The class went quiet as they looked at the new kid. Some looking between him and another boy in the class who, oddly enough, almost looked exactly like Yami did. There were only a few differences. For instance, while Yamis eyes were sharp and more serious looking, were the other boys eyes more innocent or even childish looking. Yami also had sharp features in his eyes and had one of his bangs shot up like a lightning bolt while the other boy had more of a round face and lacked the bang in the middle of the hair.

Yami looked at the boy for a second, his emotionless eyes meet with curious ones before he moved them away and looked at the teacher when he started talking. Yami then moved over to the empty seat in the back next to the window, as the teacher had asked him to.

Bored amethyst eyes looked at the teacher for only a minute before he moved them to the window and looked out. A few raindrops had placed themselves on the see-through glass, slowly moving down.

Tilting his head a little to the side Yami continued to look at the raindrops on the window. Ignoring every word the teacher said. He didn't see why he should listen to something that he didn't even care about.

When the bell rang, signaling that class was over, had every student in the room vanished after only two seconds and Yami slowly blinked as he looked at the empty seats before shaking his head and standing up. Swinging his backpack over his should he started to walk out of class.

This day was special, instead of having two classes before lunch was there only one and Yami sighed as he realized that in his hurry to get out of the house, had he forgotten to bring money to food. Seemed like he would be walking around hungry today. Not that it mattered.

"But I need this money to get food."

"And we need them for food to so give them up shrimp!"

Turning his head slightly to the right, Yami saw three men standing in front of his lookalike. Looking a little closer he saw the they had him pinned to a wall and it seemed like they too had forgotten money today. Forget and forget, they probably didn't bring any money on purpose.

"Greedy bastards." He mumbled under his breath as he turned around and started to walk away. This wasn't his fight. But he quickly tuned around when he heard a low scream from his lookalike and saw that one of the guys was holding him up by his shirt.

Yamis lookalike looked like he could barely breath, but still, he refused to give them the money when they asked him a second time.

Growing irritated one of the guys, obviously the leader, punched his lookalike right in the face, making the small boy fall down on the floor with a big thump and with a groan the boy slowly tried to sit up.

"I won't give you my… Money Ushio. Grandpa gave me this." Yamis lookalike said as he hold his face. He looked at the one called Ushio, who also seemed to be the leader, with determination in his eyes. Making the bigger guy even more irritated.

"You really have that big of a death wish you little shit?" He said as he moved his leg back and kicked the smaller boy in the stomach. Making him couch and gasp for air. All the while the other two only stood and laughed as Ushio continued to kick the poor boy.

A silent growl escaped Yamis lips as he watched the show before him. He didn't like bullies nor violence, but that wasn't what made Yami turn and start walking towards them. No it was the fact that the one called Ushio continued to beat up the poor boy even if he was laying on the floor. Beating someone who obviously couldn't defend himself was the way of a coward.

"Is this how you entertain yourself? By hitting defenseless people? How pathetic." The three guys turned around at the new voice and Ushio stopped kicking the poor boy as he looked over at Yami.

"Go away kid. Nobody likes a wanna be hero." He said as he turned back to the still couching lookalike.

"Seems like you and your little gang of idiots are more pathetic then I thought." That made Ushio turn around again and with a swift move he took a strong grip on Yamis shirt. The lookalike look on in horror, afraid for the taller male as he didn't want him to get hurt, but he couldn't talk thanks to all the kicking on his stomach and therefore could only watch from his place on the floor.

"What did you just say you little punk?" Ushio said his grip on Yamis shirt tightening. This move had always managed to scare the life out of anyone who even dared to talk back to him, not even the teachers were brave enough to talk back to the great Ushio. So imagine his surprise when Yami didn't even flinch. He didn't even care enough to pretend to be scared. Instead he just looked at Ushio with bored, emotionless eyes.

"So you're not only stupid and pathetic, you're also deaf? Man you have a fucked up life don't you." Yami said as he gracefully got out of Ushios strong grip before taking the taller boys wrist in his hand. Slowly squishing it until he stopped the blood flow in the taller boys hand. Making the other drop to the floor.

"What the hell are you doing?" One of the ´gang members` said as he took a step forward, only to stop at Yamis words.

"One step and his hand is a goner. See it's already turning purple. You wanna lose your hand?" Yami asked as he looked down at the terrified boy below him, who could only shake his head as he couldn't find the words to talk. "Then I suggest that you and your two friends get out of here, before I lose my temper and make you lose something way more important then a hand." Yami said with a surprisingly threatening voice that sent shivers down even the lookalikes spine, as he let go of Ushio.

He watched as Ushio and the other two ran away before turning his attention to his lookalike. He had managed to stand up and was now looking at Yami with big eyes.

"T-Thank you." The lookalike said.

"No need." Yami said as he turned around and started to walk away, only to be stopped as he felt someone gripping the back of his uniform jacket.

"W-Wait. You're Yami right?" The lookalike asked and Yami nodded. "I'm Yugi. It's nice to meet you and eh… Do you want to, spend the rest of the lunch with me and my friends? You know, as a tank you. If you don't already have plans then, that's fine too." Yugi said as he looked down at the floor before he took a deep breath and looked up at Yami. Who by now had gotten a weak shade of red tinting his cheeks.

"I don't have any plans. But I don't have any money for food." Yami said as he looked away from Yugi's eyes. There was something with those eyes that made him nervous and he didn't like it. He hadn't felt nervous since he was ten and feeling it now made him almost scared.

"Don't worry I can buy you some!" Yugi said as he smiled brightly up at Yami. Not noticing the weak blush on the others cheeks. "I have money to spare so don't worry. Grandpa always gives me to much." He continued as he took Yamis hand and started to drag the other teen towards the cafeteria. "You're gonna love the others I promise!" Yugi said as he started to talk about some other people, who Yami guessed was his friends. Not that he really listened, he still tried to get rid of the weird things he was feeling and figure out how in the world Yugi could be walking around like this after he had just gone through a beating… And now he had a headache. Groaning quietly to himself he let Yugi continue to drag him around the school.

"Who's this?" A blond guy asked with his mouth full of food, when he saw Yugi coming up on the roof, still dragging Yami behind him.

"Joey swallow before you talk, that's gross." A girl with brown hair said and the one named Joey started to laugh. Yugi did as well when he sat down with the others, dragging Yami down with him.

"Aw come on Anzu stop being so boring." Joey said after he had swallowed the food. Before looking at Yugi and Yami.

"So? You gonna answer my question Yug? Or is this gonna be a mystery forever?" Joey asked and Yugi laughed again.

"Well, you remember that they talked about a new student last week right?" Yugi asked and the others nodded. "Well this is him. His name's Yami… Right?" Yugi asked before he looked at Yami who nodded. "He helped me-" Yugi started but got cut of by Joey.

"You mean they tried to take your money again? That's it I'm gonna beat their asses!" Joey said and started to stand up but Yugi quickly stopped him.

"You don't have to do that Joey, they've already gone through enough! Or at least Ushio has..."

"What do you mean Yugi?" Anzu asked.

"That's what I was going to explain before someone interrupted me." Yugi answered as he glared playfully at Joey who shrugged. "Yami helped me! And, to be honest I don't think I've ever seen Ushio that scared before." Yugi said as he scratched the back of his head.

"Scared? You made Ushio scared what did you do?!" Joey asked and six eyes turned to Yami, who looked back with his still emotionless gaze. Even if inside he was still feeling that irritating feeling, making him even more uncomfortable.

"Nothing. I just stopped the blood flow in his hand." Yami answered as he tried to get away from the stares. Normally he wouldn't of cared about it but his mind was spinning with questions and other things that he couldn't understand. So right now he couldn't really think straight.

"That scared him? Wow that's-"

"Wait. You said that if they didn't leave then you would make him lose something more important then a hand. What did you mean by that?" Yugi asked and once again was Yami in the spotlight, with six eyes looking straight at him.

"Well… If you stop the blood flow up to your head, foot or well any part really, they die. I don't really know which part I refereed to but..." Yami trailed of as he moved his gaze away from the others.

"Where did even learn that? I've heard about people knowing self-defense and that stuff but never have I heard about anyone fighting like, this." Anzu said.

"I've lived with a lot of different people and one of them worked as a police. He wanted me to learn self-defense but, I don't like violence and he knew that, so, instead of teaching me how to fight he taught me this." Yami answered, still refusing to look at the other teens. Not that they seemed to mind.

"That's so cool!" Joey said as he threw his arms in the air and Anzu and Yugi started to laugh. It didn't take long before they were all talking about games or stuff that had with school to do.

Yami didn't say anything more on the whole lunch break. He just listened to the others as they talked. Sometimes hearing the voice in his head mumble something, he couldn't hear what, but he didn't care about that. He was used to it.

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