Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ YIB ❯ Mistaken Identity ( Chapter 5 )

Yuri: Hey guys! Here's the next chapter! And for those who said it was Ryou who grabbed him…Ha! You were wrong! MUHAHAHA! Anyways enjoy my little lovelies!

…Mistaken Identity…

“Bakura!” Yami yelled sharply as he tightened his grip on his companion's forearm. The white-haired boy growled as he turned to meet flaring crimson eyes. Instantly, all eyes were on the two boys standing in the middle of the class. Yami looked around quickly and then let his gaze wander over to Bakura again.

Suddenly, Yami began to whisper dangerously low but in a different language. Bakura responded with equal intensity but nevertheless took a seat. The teacher, who had remained silent thus far, cleared her throat loudly and said: “What seems to be the problem here?”

Yami shook his head politely: “My apologies. I just had to inform my dear friend here of some family matters. Please excuse my interruption.”

The teacher smiled warmly at the polite reply and waved Yami off. The boy in question exited the room, leaving a very pissed off Bakura and a very confused class, which was quickly resumed. Bakura glanced up from the spot in the floor that he was burning a hole into with his eyes to see curious lighter brown eyes looking at him.

The sound of the bell sent a jolt throughout the classroom and students urgently filed out disorderly but Bakura sat still in his seat and kept his gaze on his target. He was surprised to see the other boy slowly walk over to him.

“What was that all about?” Ryou questioned suspiciously when he approached the glaring teen. Bakura raised an eyebrow at the boy's sudden courage to talk to him but shoved the thought aside as nothing more than good luck for him. With a smirk, Bakura stood to his feet and picked up his bag from the floor.

“Nothing,” Bakura said as motioned for the other to walk out with him. Ryou paused for a moment but followed the undercover assassin out anyways. Bakura watched the smaller with interest as they began to walk down a long corridor. It was very odd to him that Ryou had finally talked to him so suddenly. Not only that but all the latter's apparent fear of him had completely vanished…as though Ryou was never really intimidated by him.

“What language were you two speaking?” Ryou asked, his thirst for answers not satisfied. Bakura shrugged and, without a second thought, said nonchalantly: “Latin.”

Ryou's brown eyes dilated at the sudden information. “Latin?” Ryou repeated. “How do you know Latin?” he continued curiously. Bakura furrowed his eyebrows. Ryou was asking way too many questions for his own good.

“So how come you've finally decided to talk to me without running away?” Bakura said with a slight smirk, completely ignoring Ryou's previous question and asking some of his own.

Ryou glared angrily but quickly a flash of realization hit him and his features instantly softened as his voice began to quaver like it did in their previous conversations. “I don't know but I should probably get to class,” the smaller teen said anxiously.

Bakura grabbed Ryou's arm, stopping the other from walking away. “Wait, I've noticed that we have all of are classes together so why don't we just walk together?” Bakura said as he attempted to keep himself from throwing up at being so polite.

Ryou's gaze fell to the floor. He wasn't really sure how high Bakura's sanity level was but in the short time that he had known him, it appeared that it was probably pretty low. “Umm…I don't know—“ he began but was quickly cut off.

“Please,” Bakura said promising himself to wash his mouth out with soap at using that cursed word. Ryou looked slightly taken aback but slowly and unsurely nodded his head.

“Okay, I guess that would be fine,” Ryou said hesitantly and Bakura mentally patted himself on the back for his achievement. Bakura winced angrily when he saw two familiar faces motioning for him.

“But I have to do something so I'll see you in class,” Bakura said and didn't give Ryou time to respond as he took off at lightening fast speed. Ryou watched as the papers that he held neatly in his hands flew about and then gently made the ay to the floor. The glare that had seemed so uncharacteristic of the brown-eyed teen graced his gentle features as he looked at his papers on the ground.

Meanwhile, Bakura had made his way over to two unhappy faces. “What?” he spat out in frustration at having to leave Ryou after finally persuaded the boy to even tolerate him.

Yami, who had his back leaning against one of the lockers with his arms crossed and one of his feet pressing against the locker as well, scowled at the other's tone. “What?!” Yami repeated angrily as his crimson eyes turned into raging fireballs. Kaiba coughed in his throat, making Yami aware of their surroundings once again.

Yami's face flushed a light pink when he realized that people around them had paused to stare at the scene he was creating. After a few moments, people began to walk towards their classes again and Yami turned to Bakura and spoke in Latin with a low but seriously deadly voice: "You could have blown our cover you incompetent bastard!"

Bakura narrowed his dark colored eyes. "Me? You're the one who ran into my class as you were passing by and then started shouting in a different language! How suspicious is that?!" the white-haired assassin yelled in his defense.

Yami shifted his body weight off of the locker and was now standing on his two feet. "If I didn't then you would have killed that girl and we would have been exposed for sure! And the mission would have been a failure and I refuse to fail a mission because of your idiotic ass!"

"This might not be the best place to discuss this,” Kaiba said finally speaking up as he noticed the halls beginning to clear. His ice blue eyes narrowed when he caught a glimpse of blonde tresses of hair sticking out of a corner nearby.

“We have company,” the brunet said warningly. The other two boys instantly became more alert of their surroundings and soon spotted the hair peeking out of the corner as well.

“It's your damn mutt!” Yami hissed. “Keep him on a short leash, understand? He's too suspicious and he'll ruin everything!”

Kaiba smirked. “I can control him,” the blue-eyed assassin said sternly. Yami only scoffed.

“We'll see,” the leader of the group said and then quickly turned back to the Bakura. “And you…control yourself,” Yami said before walking off.

“Oh yes Mighty One!” Bakura jeered after the crimson-eyed youth and then stomped off in the opposite direction. Kaiba sighed at his fellow operative's immaturity and then quietly made his way to the end of the hallway.

Meanwhile, Jou was leaning as close as he could against the wall around the corner. When he had saw Kaiba and Yami talking, he tried to listen to what they were saying but could barely make their words out. He got even more confused when they began to speak a different language.

But now the voices had abruptly ceased and Jou leaned in closer but could still hear nothing. Deciding that the coast was clear, the blonde walked out of the sharp corner only to collide with a hard body. He fell to the floor and winced out in pain but then instantly redirected his attention to the person standing over him.

“Eavesdropping Katsuya?” Kaiba said with a smirk.

Jou quickly scrambled back up to his feet and pointed an accusing finer at the brunet's chest. “No! I just happened to overhear your conversation! What the hell are you and those other two up to!? What language was that?”

Kaiba laughed as he lowered Jou's finger with his hand. “What we were talking about is none of your concern. It would be best for you if you didn't meddle into other people's business,” the brunet said.

Jou glowered and yelled out angrily: “I know you're up to no good! And so is that Yami guy! You tell him to keep his hands off of my pal! Got it?”

“Whatever you say Katsuya,” Kaiba said not really listening. He then grabbed on to Jou's hand and began to drag him away.

“What the hell? What do you think you're doing?!” Jou demanded as he wriggled his hand out of the brunet's grasp.

Kaiba sighed and gave the blonde an exasperated look. “I'm taking you to class. We are late enough as it is.”

“I can take myself!” Jou said before storming off into a door nearby. Kaiba cursed silently. Why did he always get the annoying targets?

…

Yami fumed in the back of his current classroom. The thought of him not being able to complete a mission due to the lack of intelligence of his companions was pissing him off to no end. The teen was so involved in his thoughts that he didn't realize that someone had taken a seat next to him.

“Hi Yami,” Yugi said nicely but slightly flinched when Yami turned his dark eyes on him violently. The taller's facial features instantly softened when he noticed that he had scared the other.

“I'm sorry Yugi. One of my friends ticked me off,” Yami said but then quickly changed the subject. “How are you though?”

Yugi smiled brightly. “I'm fine,” he said and then looked up when the teacher walked up to them and placed a paper face down right in between the two tri-colored haired boys.

Yami groaned. “Great! That's all I need!” the crimson-eyed boy yelled out assuming that it was a pop quiz. Yugi giggled at the other's remark and then made a grab for the paper. However, so did Yami.

Yugi blinked at the sight of having other's hand rest over his gently. Yami stared at their touching hands as well and suddenly he felt a flood of emotions fill that void in his heart that had been there ever since he became an assassin. After a minute or two, Yami quickly withdrew his hand.

“I'm sorry,” the two boys said in unison as they looked away from each other. While Yugi was trying to get the pink tint out of cheeks, Yami was cursing at himself for leaving his hand on the other's for so long.

“So…” Yami said trying to make the situation less awkward. “What does the paper say?”

Yugi turned and reached out once again for the paper, ignoring the curious look Yami was giving him. “Umm…” Yugi said scanning the paper. “It says that we have a group project coming up.”

Yami sighed. “Oh okay…so you want to be—“

“Partners?” Yugi said almost hopefully.

Yami nodded and Yugi smiled. “Sure,” the smaller said. The class became quiet when the teacher began to talk and for the rest of the time, Yugi and Yami kept their attention towards the front of the class. Of course, not without sneaking little peaks at each other every now and then.

Towards the end of the class, their eyes met sending a jolt down Yami's spine and a blush to Yugi's cheeks.

…

The room was quiet as a lone figure sat patiently in a black leather chair behind a desk with neatly piled papers on top. The long, blonde hair was tied up in a ponytail and the mystic purple eyes focused on the yellow folder lying in the middle of the desk. The alluring eyes looked up when the door to the office creaked open and a small smile graced the perfectly rosy lips.

“Hello Violet. How was school?” said the blonde seated at the desk.

A teen dressed in all black leather with chains draped around his waist sat down in the chair across from the person who spoke to him and said simply: “Tiring.”

The blonde nodded and said: “How are the others? Staying out of trouble?”

The boy smiled. “They never are,” he said.

Suddenly the atmosphere became tense and the blonde passed the yellow folder across the desk. “This is your next mission,” said the blonde. “Read the summary and come find me if you have any questions. Give the others their new targets as well.”

The teen youth nodded and quickly made his exit. Once he got outside of the office, he walked over to a large glass table and slowly opened the folder only to see a very familiar face.

He stared in shock as the picture of his target fell out of his hands and onto the ground.

…TBC…

Yuri: Okay listen up! You people who keep reading this story and like it but are too lazy to review need to STOP being lazy! I work really hard on my stories so it is appreciated when people actually show an interest! PLEASE REVIEW because I don't want to feel like I'm wasting my time. Even if you don't have an account, you can still review anonymously. For my readers who always review thank you so much! It means a lot!

Anyways as for next time: What's up with Ryou? Who's this mysterious blonde and who's the teen working for them? Who's the new target? Hehe I'm evil.