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//Are the yami mentally speaking to their hikari.//
/Are the hikari mentally speaking to their yami./
And Italics are thoughts.

Chapter Nine: And He Never Even Said a Word

Yugi, Anzu, and Honda were sitting at one of the many cafeteria tables evenly distributed throughout the outdoor eating area at school. Yugi had just returned from using the phones, yet again. He slumped in his seat not really paying attention to the other two who were babbling on and on about something or other. He was too busy thinking about Ryou's welfare.

//Aibou?// The spirit of the ancient pharaoh appeared next to the tri color haired boy. No one seemed to notice. Yami could manifest himself, although often he preferred not to. It was far easier to speak to his hikari in private when no one knew he was there.

/Yami…/

The pharaoh looked worried. //Yugi, you look sad. What's troubling you?//

/Yami, you know what it is: Ryou. He's not at school today. And… I'm worried. I… I can't help but think that he's in danger. I don't know why, but… I can sense something's different about him. He's been acting weird all week. I.. I'm just…/

//You think it might be the Tomb Robber's doing?//

Yugi nodded. /He had the Ring on last time. That means that the spirit of the Sennen Ring is there, right?/ Yugi shook his head. /He hurt Ryou last time, remember? During Battle City? I'm worried that he's… I don't know. Hurting Ryou again. Why else would Ryou act so strange?!/

Yami listened and sighed. //You might be right, aibou. The spirit in the Ring is not… The most amicable of people.//

/What are we going to do, Yami?/ Yugi asked, his eyes strained. /He's my friend…/

Yami looked ahead of him. //Well…// He began, //First, we need to find out exactly what is wrong with Ryou. If it actually is the Tomb Robber, or something else.//

/I've tried calling him, but no one answers,/ Yugi explained.

//I see. Do you know where he lives?//

Yugi nodded. /Uh-huh. I was gonna go today, but I can't. I've got detention. This sucks!/

"YUGI!!!"

"AHH!!" Yugi yelled out as he fell backwards out of his seat and onto the grass below.

"Geez! What the hell were you day dreaming about that you'd ignore your best bud for, huh?!" Jounouchi stood with his hands on his hips.

"Jounouchi!" Anzu chastised, "You shouldn't scare people like that!"

"Well, he was the one ignoring me!" the blond justified.

"No offense, dude, but I was pretty much ignoring you too." Honda laughed. "I mean, you've been going on and one about how much you hate Kaiba for like, the past 15 minutes, and we've only been in lunch for like the past 14 minutes! Give it a rest already! We know you hate the guy, alright?"

Jounouchi bristled. "If you didn't wanna listen to me, then you should have just told me to `Shut-up' not ignored me!"

"Gomen, Jounouchi-kun," Yugi apologized as he re-sat himself on the bench seat. Yami still stood there, looking slightly amused. "I was just talking to Yami, I didn't mean to ignore you."

A startled look passed the faces of the three.

"Yami?!" Anzu choked. "He's here?" She looked around.

"Yeah, but he's gone now," Yugi lied. I was simply easier to tell Anzu that Yami was gone rather than actually telling her the truth. Yami and he had previously discussed the matter thoroughly. They had both agreed it was the fastest way to not have to deal with her obsession over the older spirit, which Yami found particularly annoying.

"What were you both talking about?" the girl inquired.

Yugi shrugged, "Just Ryou."

They all nodded.

"It sucks that we're all stuck here after school. Wait! What about you Jounouchi-kun?!" Yugi nearly climbed over the table. "Can you go!?!"

"Ah! What? Go over to Ryou`s house? Well…" the blond pretended to debate it.

"Oh, please!" Yugi begged.

Jounouchi reached out and patted the smaller boy on the head. "You know I'll go."

Yugi literally did climb over the table this time and hugged Jounouchi. "Arigato, Jounouchi-kun!"

"Yeah, yeah, I know, I'm awesome," the blond laughed.

"See, there? Now you can stop worrying. Jounouchi will go and- Hey. That reminds me. Jounouchi? Why the hell are you here?"

"What do you mean? Can't I hang out with my friends without being hassled about it?"

"Actually, Honda makes a good point. Shouldn't you be in class right now? I mean, you have a different lunch now don't you, because of your new class schedule?" Anzu wondered.

"Weeeell, technically, if you wanna get technical about it," the blond shrugged.

"Why, Jounouchi Katsuya! Are you skipping class?!" the girl spoke in a mock grown-up voice.

"And what if I am?" the blond retorted.

"You should be ashamed," Anzu laughed, as she wagged a "for shame" finger at the boy.

Jounouchi shrugged.

"So, who you skipping out on, huh?" Honda asked, almost finishing his meal.

Jounouchi shrugged again. "Not sure. I think it's… Um… Yeah, I have no idea. I think it was Science class… Or something? I wasn`t paying attention." He chuckled. "But Kaiba's there too! Which is reason enough to skip alone, you know."

Anzu deadpanned, "Well. You certainly are begging to graduate."

"Careful man," Honda warned. "You need your grades good this year, if you plan on graduating, that is."

The blond cringed, "Thanks for reminding me!"

"Anytime!" the brown haired boy saluted.

"Seriously!" Anzu shook her head, "You'd jeopardize finishing high school just because Kaiba's in your class. Hmph! How obstinate of you. You're such a male."

"Thanks for noticing!" Jounouchi smiled as he grabbed Honda's last rice cake and shoved it into his mouth. "See ya'll!"

"My rice cake!"

"Wait, where are you going?!" the brunette girl stood and asked.

"To class! Where else? Gotta' get me my dee-plow-ma, heh, heh," Jounouchi waved as he ran off, after imitating a hick voice.

"You know… Sometimes I worry about him," Anzu mused.

"You better start worrying, `cause I'm gonna kill him! That bastard! He took my rice cake!!"

"Oh, please," Anzu rolled her eyes. "You can have mine."

"Really!? Oh! Thank you, you wonderful girl!" said Honda as he stuffed his face.

Yugi smiled.

//Feeling better, aibou?//

/Yeah… I guess./

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Ugh… Suck it in, Jou. Time to face his majesty: the Ice Prince himself, and put up with all his crap.

Jounouchi took a deep breath and slid the door open to his class room. Everyone's eyes were immediately averted in his direction. "Hey," he spoke and stepped in and made his way to his seat next to the always disgruntled looking Kaiba.

"Wonderful of you to join us, Katsuya," the teacher, Akino-san, called out.

The class laughed with good humor, as did Jounouchi, and the lesson continued.

Jounouchi found himself actually paying attention through out most of the lecture. He even halfway forgot that he was sitting in the far off corner by himself, next to Kaiba. Yeah, Akino was just that good.

"As you see, that's why, if we take the-" Akino stopped abruptly as a knock came to the door, and she answered it. "Yes, of course," she spoke. "Excuse me one second. Class? I need to step outside for several minutes. Please open your workbooks to page 56 and complete exercises 1 thru 3. Thank you. I'll be right back." She stepped out.

"Whoo-who! Free time!" some of the students called out.

Akino-san stepped back in. "And you're having a quiz over it as soon as I return."

"Aww…" a class round chorus was heard.

"Page 56?" Jounouchi searched around his book bag looking for his workbook.

Hm… It's gotta be around here somewhere. I mean, it's not like I took it out last… Ah, hell!!

The previous night, he had taken it out. Partly, to do a little homework. Mostly, to use it as a convenient coaster.

Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn!

He craned his neck to look up at Kaiba, who was sitting at his desk, cross-legged, and, as usual, with a ticked off appearance. His workbook sitting lazily on his desk.

DAMN!

"Hey… Kaiba?" Jounouchi mumbled not really looking at him.

Kaiba turned and glared.

"Yeah… Um… Listen," Jounouchi continued with his sheepish plea. "I kinda' forgot my book at my house and I was wondering if, you know, I could-"

Kaiba dismissively tossed his workbook on the blonds desk.

Jounouchi blinked. "Hey… Uh… Thanks!"

Well, that was surprisingly easy! And he didn't even insult me!……… He didn't insult me?!

"Is something wrong?" Jounouchi asked with actual concern.

Kaiba glared.

"You know, `cause… Usually… You're not nice." The blond shrugged, not knowing how else to put it.

Kaiba continued to glare.

"Well, fine! Be that way!" the other boy barked. "Sheesh, trying to show some concern, and you bite my head off. See if I ever care to ask you about your day. Hmph!" Jounouchi opened the workbook to page 56 and was rather startled to discover all the answers already there. "What the… Heh. Figures. Over achieving again, I see." He casually remarked in Kaiba's direction.

Kaiba ignored him.

Jounouchi sighed. He was actually trying to bait the boy into a conversation, or at least into insulting him. At least then he'd talk. Jounouchi was a sociable creature by nature and the silence of the other boy unnerved him.

"Hm… Let's see…" Jounouchi began working some of the easier looking problems onto his own blank spiral notebook. He tapped his pencil a few times and re-read the problem a few more. Even with the answers staring him back in the face, he still had no idea what the hell to do. Jounouchi sighed again and sat back in his chair.

And I tried so hard to pay attention to Akino-san too! Damned it! Why won't Kaiba say something! Smug ass bastard! Thinks he's so great! Agh! OK! Focus Jounouchi! We got problems we gotta' do! Just read the problem a few more times…

His eyes moved from the cold, mechanical Times New Roman font of the question to the beautiful semi-cursive script the answers were written in. "You wrote this Kaiba?" he found himself asking the boy next to him. The letters flowed flawlessly together with curves and fancy swirls. Jounouchi didn't know whether to laugh at Kaiba's fancy handwriting, or to be impressed that someone could actually write like this naturally.

Kaiba opened his shut eyes and narrowed them in Jounouchi's direction.

"I'm not saying anything bad about it!" Jounouchi quickly remarked. "It's actually kinda`… Impressive."

Kinda nice.

He smirked, "And kinda' prissy." Jounouchi laughed-.

Kaiba stood up.

-And then regretted it. "I meant that in a good way! In a good way!" Jounouchi sang, but couldn't erase the grin from his face.

Oh, come one! Say something, Kaiba!

"Really though, your handwriting's really cool. Wish I could write like this. Mine still looks like a third grader's handwriting, heh."

Oh! I'm practically giving you that one! Come on! Insult me!

Kaiba smirked-.

Oh! Here it comes! Here it comes!

-And then sat down.

God damn it!!!

"You know, you suck, Kaiba! You really suck!!"

Kaiba froze and slowly turned his head in Jounouchi's direction. An angry, yet surprised, expression dancing on his face. His eye twitched slightly.

Jounouchi held both of his hands clamped over his mouth, with actual fear displayed on his face.

Oh, shit!

"I mean…. Um…. Uh… I.. Uh…" the blond looked around for an escape route.

Kaiba stood again and glared down at the blond.

Jounouchi mentally kicked himself for having gone too far on that one.

"Oh, God. Please don't kill me!"