Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ This Is Me ❯ Chapter 2

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, or any of it's characters. Hell, I don't even own Bakura's last name of Itmeri.

 

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Ryou turned around and began to walk backwards out of the bar, waving to people as he left. When they got outside his phone went off he answered it quickly. “Hello? Hi mom!! … Yes, do you want to talk to him? … Ha! What a loser. … Okay, I'll remind him. … You did! Thanks so much! I'll drop by to pick it up! … No, sorry I have to go home to make sure that the next time I step into my house it's not over run by dust bunnies. … I don't?! I'll make sure to rub it in too! … Okay, I love you too! BYE!!

 

“Marik, your mom said that you have to clean up the entire house since you insisted on throwing the party at your place.”

 

“Fuck! When does it have to be done by?”

 

“Sunday.” Marik let out a breath of relief calming down since he wasn't going to have to finish it on his own tonight.

 

“Great!! That means I can rope you, Yami, and Seto into helping tomorrow.”

 

“Nope!!! Mom said you have to do it all by yourself!” Ryou grinned at Marik, and stuck his tongue out before quickly running behind Bakura when he reached over to smack him.

 

During the conversation Malik and Bakura exchanged a look, wondering what they were talking about. Ryou said it was his mom… so how could it have been Marik's as well. Are they brothers? Malik thought.

 

“You're so immature.” Marik sighed, rolling his eyes.

 

“Yup, telling me I'm immature is a fantastic way to get me to help you clean up the house.” Ryou said with a smirk, making sure he was well hidden behind Bakura.

 

“Pretty big words for someone who's hiding behind me,” Bakura said stopping suddenly and holding back a smirk when Ryou crashed into him.

 

“Of course I'm hiding behind you. This way if Marik lunges at me he'll have to get through you first, and I can safely get away… or I can get a few streets away before he finally catches me.” Ryou smiled brightly at Bakura, though he couldn't see it.

 

“Is that so?” Bakura asked amused at Ryou's “master” plan. Ryou paled a bit, snapping out of it, and losing his bright exterior. He dropped his eyes and stepped around Bakura so he was walking at Marik side again.

 

“No, I'll stop hiding behind you now.” His voice was quiet, as he kept walking. Marik looked at Ryou and raised an eyebrow at him. Malik seeing the glance decided to join the conversation.

 

“Ryou are you okay?” Ryou blinked confused at why Malik used his first name, before realizing it would be awkward to call both him and Itemri-san by the same name.

 

“I'm fine Ishtar-san.” Ryou said softly, not looking up. Malik and Bakura shared a look, before they nodded at each other.

 

“Call me Malik, and Bakura, Bakura okay. It feels weird having someone call us by our last name.”

 

Ryou looked up and gave Malik a bright smile, “Okay, Malik.”

 

The group stopped walking when they arrived at the VIP parking in front of Marik's 2009 Honda CRF230M and beside it was Bakura's 2009 Cadillac Converj. Ryou calmly walked over to Marik's bike before Bakura stopped him.

 

“Ryou, where are you going, I'll drive you home.” Marik blinked at Bakura, observing the sudden change in attitude came from.

 

“Are you sure, Bakura? I thought you were going to take Malik and I'd take Ryou.”

 

“Marik, he's right. We shouldn't separate you two love birds. Now go drop him off at home, and if you're lucky he'll give you a good night kiss.” Ryou quickly blew Marik a kiss before bouncing off to Bakura's car. “Bye Malik!” he said cheerfully.

 

“Ryou that's not my car.” Bakura smirked. Ryou blinked as he observed the parking lot.

 

“Yes it is! I know who owns each car in this parking lot, and this one doesn't belong to any of the club workers.” He stuck his tongue out at Bakura and looked quite proud of himself.

 

Bakura smirked at Ryou as he walked over to the driver side of the car. He nodded over at Marik and Malik as they straddled the bike. Marik nodded back while Malik gave his farewell to Ryou.

 

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Ryou smiled at Bakura as he got out of the car. “Thanks for the ride, Bakura.” Bakura grinned at Ryou as an idea popped into his head.

 

“What? No good night kiss?” he held back a snicker at the look on Ryou's face. Ryou glared at him before responding in a huffy tone.

 

“What have you done to earn your good night kiss? If you wanted one you would have walked me to the door.” Bakura just barely managed to stop his eyebrows from shooting up to his hair line as he looked at Ryou. Slowly a sly grin began to form on his face.

 

“I'm sorry; I don't know how I managed to forget such an important fact. Allow me to rectify the situation.” He got out of his car and locked arms with Ryou as he walked him to the front door.

 

Ryou smiled at him softly, “Now you can have your good night kiss.” Ryou gave him a quick peck on the lips, and a few seconds later when he realized what he had done his face discovered a new shade of red.

 

He opened his mouth to say something, but the link between his mouth and brain had disconnected. Nothing came out immediately so Ryou blurted out words that were all tied to the same idea, but unfortunately due to the lack of connection between mouth and brain, they were not in chronological order.

 

“Inside… go… bye… I…” he freaked out even more when Bakura raised an eyebrow at him amused, and finally managed to get his thoughts in order. “I have to go inside now! Bye!” he shoved his key into the door, turned it, twisted the handle sharply, and threw himself against the door. He tumbled inside, and quickly waved at Bakura before slamming the door shut. Locking the door, he slid down it wondering how he was going to face him at school Monday.

 

~~~ Monday (Lunch) ~~~

 

Ryou was walking down the stairs holding a bunch of flyers, feeling the excited as he stared at them. Smiling softly to himself he didn't notice the guys behind him until one of them grabbed him.

 

“Well, well. If it isn't our little murderer.” Ryou flinched as he listened to Ushio, staring hard at the ground as tears started to fill his eyes. He pushed Ushio's arm off him and continues down the stairs. He only made it another step or two before he felt himself being roughly grabbed and turned.

 

“Look at me when I talk to you!” Ushio yelled, shoving Ryou hard.

 

“Ushio be careful. If you keep yelling at him he might kill you too.” Another guy said. The group behind Ushio all started laughing, harsh taunts, and cruel jokes were the only thing heard on the stairs for a few minutes.

 

Ryou stared harder at the ground and refused to look up; he held back tears even as they began to blur his vision. He silently took in another deep breathe, and slowly released it as he turned back around.

 

“Leave him the fuck alone!!” a soft smile came to his face when Marik's voice echoed down the hall. The tears that had been close to spilling out of his eyes, dissipated.

 

Marik shoved his way through the group, occasionally he would punch a few people who would refuse to budge. He finally made his down to the top of the first flight of stairs, near Ushio and Ryou. Ryou began to turn around when Ushio pushed him. He flew over the side of the stairs, Marik leapt into action as he delivered a swift upper cut to Ushio's jaw, he shoved Ushio out of the way and with speed he didn't know he possessed he leaned over and grabbed Ryou's leg -saving him from a concussion or fractured bones.

 

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Bakura was walking down the hall calmly with his friends.

 

“So where is Yuugi exactly?” Bakura asked as they turned the corner.

 

“He's re-writing a math test he failed.” Yami said calmly. They continued walking when they past the school bulletin board, and saw that new flyers had been posted. Seto stopped suddenly in front of it and smirked a bit at one of them.

 

“Yami, guess what's been planned for Sunday without us knowing?” Jou blinked at his boyfriend confused.

 

“Seto… how can you know what's been planned for you Sunday if no one's told you?” Seto smirked at him before shaking his head softly. Malik gave him a strange look before shrugging it off. Yami looked over the flyers before he shook his head laughing a bit.

 

“I'm going to take a wild guess here and say it has something to do with the flyers indicating a certain event.”

 

“Ding! Ding! Ding! We have a winner.” Bakura raised an eyebrow at them as they continued walking down the hall. They ignored the small commotion on the stairs as they passed it, when they heard a startled cry come from above them.

 

Bakura almost jumped out of his skin when Ryou suddenly appeared in front of him hanging upside down. They were chin to forehead with Ryou's long hair hanging below him, resembling a paintbrush.

 

“Hi, Bakura. What's hanging?” Ryou said nervously his face was slowly turning red as the blood rushed to his face.

 

“You are.” Bakura said, trying to make it sound as if it was a daily occurrence for people to randomly fall off the stairs, magically hang in front of him, and then start a conversation with him.

 

“Ryou are you okay?!?” Marik voice was heard, and when the group looked up they could see Marik leaning over slightly, one of Ryou's calves in each hand.

 

This proved Bakura's theory of Ryou magically hanging upside down in front of him wrong, and all Bakura could do was stare at Marik and Ryou in shock wondering what the hell had happened that would lead to Marik dangling Ryou over the side of the stairs.

 

Seto rolled his eyes as he pushed Bakura out of the way and took his place in front of Ryou reaching up he managed to wrap his arms around his shoulders, while Ryou placed a hand on each of Seto's shoulder and squeezed. “He's fine, I got him.” Seto called back to Marik.

 

Marik heaved a sigh of release as he let go of Ryou's legs, before he calmly turned back around to face Ushio and his gang. He heard knuckles crack behind him, and didn't bother to turn around to acknowledge Yami. They slowly began to advance on them, and Ushio and his gang began to move forward, a smirk on their face.

 

“Do you two really think you can take on all of us?” he asked. Marik held back a small grimace as he looked at the numbers. 15 vs. 2, hardly fair and he wouldn't be getting out of this unscathed but they had gone too far this time.

 

“Yes,” came another voice from behind them. “But do you really think you can take on all of us?” Bakura smirked at them as Seto, Jou, and Malik also joined their side.

 

Ushio and his gang glared harder at them before, eventually Ushio smirked. “One of these days we're going to get that little bitch, and you guys won't be their to save him.” With that the guys turned and left.

 

Marik nodded his thanks to Bakura, Jou, and Malik. It was an unspoken rule that when someone from the other groups was in trouble, they help out. It had started when Yami, Marik, and Ryou had defended Yuugi from bullies on his first day at Domino High, when he transferred in the 10th grade.

 

They nodded back in response, and they all raced back down the stairs where they had left Ryou.

 

 

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That's the end of chapter two. It would have been up sooner, but I forgot about it. I wanted to say thanks to InsetSmileyHere15 for giving me my first review!! I wasn't going to continue this but then I got reviews from you and subaru1999 and Yugi-Sora13579! So thanks to all three of you!!