irateshipping, diceshipping, bondangeshipping, antagoshipping, angstshipping, bronzeshipping, thiefshipping

NOTE: I refer to Otogi as Duke, because that's what I knew him for for the longest time, so I am not prepared to start calling him something else. -.-'

NOTE: I call Yami Marik, Mariku, because I hate the name Malik.

ME: I have to clear this through now or the story is going to get confusing.

Marik likes Bakura, Yami Marik/Mariku likes Seto, Seto likes Bakura, Ryou likes Marik, Duke likes Yami Marik/Mariku, Joey likes Marik and Bakura likes Duke.

ME: If you don't like yaoi, DON'T READ!

Disclaimer: I own nothing!

Chapter 1

11:30 am

Five minutes before class was supposed to start, Bakura sat on the desk, chewing gum like he just didn't care; because he probably didn't. He was in sex ed. class, the only class he seemed to enjoy. He glanced around at everyone else in the room; girls sitting and talking, boys standing trying to act cool and talk smooth.

At the other side of the room, Marik sat, feet up on the desk, hands behind his head. He starred at the door, waiting for the teacher to arrive. He had started at Domino High just several months before, long enough to know where everything and all the rooms were. His glance slid from the door to around the room.

As Bakura and Marik looked around the room, their eyes met. They stared briefly, not realizing who they were looking at. When the two boys poped out of their thoughts and noticed eachother, Marik blushed and they both looked away as quickly as they could.

The teacher came in ten minutes later, looking very pissed off. He sat down at his desk and yelled, "Everyone shut up and sit down!" Startled, the students rushed to their desks, but Bakura remained seated on top of his. The teacher starred at Bakura, waiting impatciently for him to sit down. After waiting long enough that it looked like 's, the teacher's, eyes would pop out, he asked Bakura if he would like detention. When he still did not respond, the teacher told him to go in the hall and that he had detention after school.

Bakura waltzed into the hall, untouched by the event. Marik watched him leave, watched a particular part of him; his ass. Marik sighed deeply. The boys sitting around Marik laughed at him. Marik blushed again, and yelled at them to shut up.

When the lesson was over, the class was let out and Marik met Bakura who was standing in the hall.

"What the hell was that?" Marik asked.

Bakura shrugged. "I'm sick of school."

"So why don't you just ditch?"

"I'm surprised you haven't yet. You hate it here more than I do."

"Well...what does it matter to you?" Marik snapped.

"Hey, I'm just asking, ." Bakura smirked.

Marik looked at him; pretending to be frustrated, but he acualy enjoyed it when Bakura teased him like that. Bakura, without even saying good-bye, started walking down the hall, away from Marik.

"If I quit school, I wouldn't get to see you." He said to himself, not realizing how loud he had acualy said it.

"What?" Bakura turned and looked at him.

Marik looked up, shocked, surprised and embaressed that he had been heard. "N-nothing..."

He turned to walk down the hall in the other direction, but Bakura caught up with him and grabbed him by the shoulder and forced him against the wall. Before Marik could say anything, Bakura leened in and their lips met. In less than a mila-second, Bakura's tongue filled Marik mouth. Marik let Bakura take over without even thinking about it. The two got to kiss for only a few seconds before Bakura pushed Marik away, and walked out of the school. Marik stayed against the wall, stunned. He stood in thought for a long while, and only broke out of it because of the insane laughter from down the hall.

The boys from his class were all standing and laughing crazily at Marik. But he ignored them, for he could still taste Bakura's tongue on his own. It was the best feeling in the world.

During study hall, Marik sat in the library with all his textbooks and his laptop. Sure, he was doing his homework, but like everyone else, he was on Facebook. A message was sent to him from someone on his chat list. It was Mariku.

What the hell?

Marik replied quickly, suspecting what Mariku was talking about.

*What?

You kissed Bakura!

*No! He kissed me!

Big deal! What the hell? You know, Joey's pretty pissed.

*Joey? He knows?

Ya, almost EVERYONE knows now.

*And by everyone, you mean...?

Us. Our group.

*Who's in "our group"?

Seto, Ryou, Duke, me, you, Bakura, and Joey.

*I'm not even friends with half of them!

Well too bad!

Then, another message popped up.

*I gotta go.

Go where? To meet your boyfriend? ;)

Marik ignored the message and looked at the other one that had been sent. It was Joey. Marik hesitated to answer. He had a feeling that whatever Joey had to say, it couldn't be good.

So...you and Bakura...?

*It's not like that...

So...you...aren't with him...?

*No. It was just one kiss!

Ya, but everyone else seems to think it's a big deal...

*And...by everyone else...you mean..?

Us. Our group.

*What..what group? How did we even become a "group"?

Don't change the subject.

*I don't have time for this. G2g.

Where are you going? To meet your boyfriend =(

*He's not my freakin' boyfriend!

Marik got up, collected his things, and left the library. Joey watched him leave, and sent another quick message since Marik hadn't logged out.

Spaz...

ME: Okay, so it's not too yaoi yet, things are going to get more sexual as we go along. For maybe the next chapter or so, it's just going to be more about introducing the pairings.

Apples: Thanx for reading!