Ranko: Hello everyone! I hope every one of you lovely readers is having a good holiday so far! I know I am!

Yami: Not.

Ranko: Shut up, Yami!

Yuugi: Are we really going to start this new story off with fighting? I thought that we could start a clean slate.

Ranko&Yami: (silence)

Yuugi: You're right, who am I kidding?

Ranko: So this is the story that was voted for on the poll and I hope that you guys enjoy it! Do the disclaimer, slave!

Yami: Ranko twin does not own anything involving Yu-Gi-Oh.

Ranko: Enjoy!

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The pale morning light flooded in through the open skylight in the room. A thick summer heat came from outside and an appreciated cool breeze passed into the room, fluttering a few papers that were stacked precariously on the desk below the skylight. There were two fans on high blowing throughout the room, one happened to be pointing straight at the bed where a figure slept, wild locks peaked out from under the covers.

There was an annoying blare of an alarm clock; it rattled the desk as it shook. The figure in the bed moaned and grumbled in his sleep. A limp arm appeared from underneath the covers and clicked the alarm clock off, silencing the consistent ringing.

The figure continued to grumble in annoyance at the fact he had to get up. He pushed himself into a sitting position and stretched his arms above his head; his nightshirt rode up at the motion, showing off the boy's smooth, white abdomen.

The boy swung his legs over the edge of the bed and pushed himself into a standing position, dragging his feet across the floor to get to his dresser that was at the other side of the room. He pulled out his school uniform and began his drudge to the bathroom so he could begin his day.

The delicious smells of breakfast tickled his sense. From the kitchen across the apartment, he heard an elderly voice shout, "Yuugi, are you up yet?"

The boy, now introduced as Yuugi, sighed and shook his head. "Yes, Grandpa, I'm about to take a shower, I'll be there soon."

Yuugi closed the bathroom door behind him and begin to strip himself of his night clothes when he heard his Grandpa yell, "You can't take a shower unless you want to be late on you first day as a junior."

Yuugi immediately froze. Once he recovered from his shock he shouted, "What?" He sprinted across the hallway back in his room and noticed the time.

8 : 00

His alarm must have been going off for quite some time before he finally awoke to the sound of it.

"Yes," he heard his grandfather say. "Ryou has been waiting outside the Game Shop for more than ten minutes now."

Yuugi was jumping on the balls of his feet in a nervous panic. He tripped over his own two feet in his hurry back to the bathroom and pulled on his school uniform as fast as he could. "Damn it!" he shouted, just loud enough for his grandfather to hear it.

"Yuugi Motou!"

Yuugi rolled his eyes as he began the search for his school satchel. What did the man expect from him? He was a teenager, of course he would swear every now and then, it was natural when he was surrounded by so many people who did. "I'm sorry, Gramps!" Not a moment later he found his school bag under a pile of dirty clothes that desperately needed to be washed.

He shouted in triumph as he grabbed it and ran to the kitchen. He grabbed a piece of toast just as it popped out of the toaster and pecked his grandfather on the cheek, then taking a bite of toast. "Bye, Gramps! See you after school!" he cried with a mouthful of toast.

Yuugi sprinted down the steps, nearly falling down them and pulled his sneakers on quickly before running out the door and unintentionally slamming it behind him. He saw his best friend, Ryou Bakura, waiting for him in front of the store, looking just as nervous as Yuugi felt, either from starting a new school year or the fact they may be late.

Ryou was a very shy and modest boy that most people liked. He was the kind of kid that didn't try to be popular but there was a certain trait about him that drew everyone too him. He was very petite and had delicate feminine features for a boy.

"Good morning, Yuu—" but Ryou was cut off before he could finish his usual morning greeting. Yuugi grabbed the boy by the arm and dragged him along behind him and they tool off running down the street.

"We are going to be so late!" the shorter boy shouted in reply as he pumped his legs to run faster, Ryou tripping behind him.

Fortunately, they weren't late; they were just in time, the two got there right before they closed the gate. But that didn't mean they didn't stop running. They couldn't be late for their first class. Yuugi was notorious for his tardiness and failing grades, he couldn't have a bad mark on his first day of school.

The two boys had to split up because they had different homeroom teachers. Yuugi stopped in front of the classroom door and took a deep breath before grabbing the handle and sliding the door open. He had hoped to make a sneaky entrance; hopefully the teacher would be teaching a lesson and wouldn't notice him. But, alas, Yuugi was not that lucky.

The teacher seemed to be waiting for him to come, she was leaning against her podium, standing completely still and just watching Yuugi silently. The whole class was also quiet and sitting impatiently.

"It was so nice of you to join us, Yuugi," the teacher said with a pleasant smile but her words were like venom.

Yuugi internally groaned when he realized who his homeroom teacher would be, Miss Mai Kujaku. Yuugi had never had her before but he had heard from other students that she was known to be the strictest and meanest if one of her students broke a rule, and she was a stickler for rules.

Unfortunately for Yuugi, tardiness was looked down upon in this school, and the proper punishment was…

Miss Mai hefted two large buckets filled to the brim with water and held them out to Yuugi. Her eyes were narrowed to slits and were burning a hole in Yuugi's forehead. "Go hold these buckets out in the hall for the rest of the period."

Yuugi's shoulders were hunched forward as he trudged up the aisles to get the buckets. He could a couple of the students snicker behind their hands as he left to go stand in the hall.

He faintly heard Kujaku-sensei say, "Well, then, let's begin…" before the door closed behind Yuugi.

Later ~

Yuugi massaged his stiff shoulders after the long period of time just holding those stupid water pales. Kujaku-sensei finally called him in after what felt like an eternity of standing out in that hall, right when the bell rang for lunch break. Yuugi gratefully put the pales down and rushed to get his satchel.

Now here he is, looking for Ryou so they could eat their lunch together. He really wished his friend had a better morning than he did. Yuugi finally spotted a shock of snow white hair, but what surprised him was to see two heads of white hair bob in the sea of students.

Yuugi stood on the tips of his toes, though that didn't help any; he was still too short to see over a crowd. Obviously, Ryou noticed Yuugi's spiky hair because the boy waved and rushed over to his friend, dragging another human body behind him.

Yuugi registered the indifferent expression, rust colored eyes, and spiked white hair; Bakura Dorobou. He was a long time friend of both Ryou and Yuugi; Bakura almost knew Ryou as long as Yuugi has.

Ryou and Yuugi had known each other since kindergarten; they were both the shy type and were later bullied because of their short statures or feminine features. The two boys looked out for each other since then, Yuugi being a bit tougher than Ryou.

Then along came Bakura in middle school. He joined Yuugi and Ryou's little group of two after he witnessed Ryou getting bullied in the school courtyard on the first day of school. He beat the bully up and saved Ryou, instantly gaining the other boy's trust and friendship.

Since the first moment he met Bakura, Ryou has had the largest crush on him. At first, when he was around Bakura, he would blush and stutter like an idiot. As the years went by he had been able to control his reactions when he was around the man. Personally, Yuugi didn't see what Ryou saw in Bakura, but his friend would get over this phase eventually … he hoped.

"Hey, Yuugi," Ryou greeted when he finally reached his shorter friend. "How was your morning?"

Yuugi inwardly groaned and if no one else was around he would probably bang his head against the wall … repeatedly. "It was great," he lied smoothly, clenching his teeth and forcing a smile. "And yours?"

Ryou's face flushed; Yuugi raised an eyebrow. "It was good," he said simply. "Anyway, Bakura invited me to sit and eat lunch with his group of friends today, do you want to come?" Bakura groaned, like coming to ask Yuugi that question was such a hassle.

Even though Bakura preferred and spent more time with Ryou, all three of the boys were good friends; Bakura just liked to tease Yuugi.

Yuugi's left eye twitched. Ryou was his only friend; unless Yuugi wanted to sit alone for lunch and attract bullies, which he didn't, he would have to sit with Bakura's friends. Yuugi really wanted to stay under the radar this year. He didn't want to come home with cuts and bruises like previous years.

"I would love to sit with you guys, if it's not too much trouble…" Yuugi trailed off.

"Actually—" Bakura began but was cut off when Ryou lightly elbowed him in the side; Ryou gave him a disapproving look and Bakura pulled off his best innocent face. "What? You know I'm just messing with the kid. Of course he can sit with us! Damn, you guys think I'm such a bad guy."

Ryou rolled his eyes at Bakura and helplessly shrugged his shoulders. "Okay," he sighed out. "Let's go, I'm starving!"

Bakura and Yuugi nodded in agreement. Bakura led the two other boys up to the roof where he and his friends usually spent the lunch hour. He pushed open the door and the sun shined brilliantly; Yuugi had to cover his eyes. Yuugi had never been on the school roof before but it was nice.

One could practically see all of Domino city from this high and the warmth of the sun accompanied by a gentle breeze felt nice.

And then came the obnoxious laughter.

Yuugi's left eye twitched and he turned to see a large group of teens, the only ones on the roof, being annoyingly loud and rambunctious. Bakura greeted his group of friends and ran to join them. Yuugi turned to Ryou and gave him a, you-got-me-into-this look. Ryou smiled, like he was telling Yuugi to make the best of it before walking over to join the rest of the teens at the edge of the roof.

Yuugi hesitantly joined them but not before scanning a few of the faces that he could see. Yuugi recoiled when he saw Anzu Mazaki, his ex-best friend. She turned her back on him when they got into high school, she would rather be at the top of the food chain than at the bottom with Yuugi and Ryou. She became one of the bullies and would verbally torment him for the first year of high school before just giving up and deciding to shun him.

Yuugi noticed a few other familiar faces. There was Katsuya Jounouchi, a really nice and friendly guy that knew practically everyone in the school, and Seto Kaiba, the CEO of one of the biggest gaming companies in the world and could sometimes be described as cold-hearted; polar opposites. Those two were the most well known and hottest couple of the year.

There was also Malik Ishtar, a student from that had transferred here from Egypt his second year. His attitude and appeal helped him fit right in from the beginning. Malik was definitely the one everyone wanted, boy or girl. But unfortunately, the blond was taken. He had a boyfriend, he was in Iraq though.

Then there was a face that got Yuugi's blood boiling in anger. The one person in the world that he actually hated.

Bakura began to introduce all of his friends to Yuugi and Ryou; each one seemed nice enough, except Anzu who just stuck her nose up in the air. They were all a lot nicer than Yuugi expected them to be.

"Did you forget about me, Bakura?" a deep, sultry, baritone voice spoke from the back of the group.

"Purposefully," Bakura said playfully. He went to the back and came back with another man.

He was tall and slender; he had long legs and a long torso. Yet he wasn't a twig, he was slightly muscular. He made their ugly school uniform look good. His facial features were sharp and angular, with a strong jaw. His eyes were a strange, hypnotic ruby color; they were slanted, making it appear he wore makeup. The strangest thing by far about this man was how similar his hair was to Yuugi's; the only difference was that his yellow bangs ran into his hair like lightning bolts.

"Yuugi, Ryou," Bakura said. "This is Yami Sennen. Yami, this is—"

"I knew who he is," Yami said, cutting his friend off. He pointed a slender finger at Yuugi who set his tiny shoulders back squarely. "We've met before."

"You have?" Bakura asked, surprised.

"Oh yes," Yami said, narrowing his eyes and smirking at the boy.

Yuugi scowled back at him. Yes, they have met before and Yuugi would rather that they never meet again. But, alas, fate is a cruel mistress. Yami was the type of person who got everything he wanted, objects or people, it didn't matter. If it caught his eye, it would be his. Unfortunately for Yuugi, his second year in high school, he was one of those things that Yami Sennen wanted.

It was the end of the day and Yuugi the last one in his classroom. He had cleanup duty after school after he was late to class again. He would get an earful from his Grandpa when he got him. He was packing up the last of his things and just about to lock up the classroom when a voice stopped him.

"Yuugi Motou?"

Yuugi nearly jumped out of his skin; he was so surprised. He hadn't heard anyone come up behind him. He twirled around and saw Yami Sennen standing behind him. "O-oh! Sennen-kun, what can I do for you?"

Yami chuckled and advanced on Yuugi. "Please, call me Yami."

Yuugi's eyes widened in disbelief, not even noticing how close Yami was to him now. "Really?" Yami nodded pleasantly. "Alright, Y-Yami." Yuugi blushed furiously.

Yami chuckled against. "You are so cute," he said; Yuugi flushed a deeper shade of red. Then Yami's eyes narrowed seductively and leaned in closer, getting into Yuugi's personal space. "That's the name that you'll be screaming when I take you," Yami whispered in Yuugi's ear.

Yuugi snapped awake from his hazy state immediately. "Wh-what?"

"I've been watching you, Yuugi, and I think that you are just so beautiful. I want you, I want you so bad," Yami whispered with a desperate need; Yuugi didn't want to know where that need lied. His lips latched on to Yuugi's neck and began to suck and kiss and nip.

Yuugi let out a surprised yell and would have fallen backwards if Yami wasn't trapping his body to his own. Yami pushed Yuugi up against a desk and sat him down on the surface of the desk. He took Yuugi's legs and wrapped them around his hips so he was straddling him. All the while, he continued to attack his neck.

"N-no, wait! I…I'm n-not gay…" Yuugi managed to get out between involuntary moans and pants.

"You will be after I'm done with you," Yami murmured against his neck. There was a dark purple bruise on the side of Yuugi's neck where Yami had been sucking. A hickey, to mark the boy as his; he laved the mark with his tongue and bit down on it.

Yuugi shrieked and something in him snapped. His grabbed Yami's shoulders and began to try and push him away, but Yami was stronger than him. His legs flailed out, kicking at anything that came in proximity.

"No! Get off me! I don't want this! No!" Finally, Yuugi kicked Yami in the groin…hard. Yami gasped out in pain and keeled over, falling to his knees and bit his lip as the pain became worse with each movement.

Yuugi wasted no time; he grabbed his school bag and ran out of the classroom, off of school grounds, and all the way home.

Yami didn't follow him and did not approach him again.

Yuugi glared at Yami once again. Yuugi remembered and obviously Yami remembered as well, because he was giving him the same look he gave him almost a year ago.

Yuugi refused to make eye contact all throughout the lunch period and just decided to talk to the people he knew were safe. It was much more enjoyable than he thought; he was afraid that they would be annoying and rude, but these people were the exact opposite.

It wasn't until after lunch ended did things get bad.

Yuugi was walking to his next class when someone grabbed his wrist and dragged him into the janitor's closet. He was pushed against the door, trapped between two muscular arms.

Ruby eyes peered at him through the darkness. "Long time, no see, Yuugi," a deep baritone voice said pleasantly.

'Oh, shit,' Yuugi thought.

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Ranko: This story is going to be fun!

Yami: I sound like such a terrible guy! I mean, come on, in this story I'm a selfish brat that almost raped someone because they weren't willing.

Yuugi: I'm sure that's what a lot of the readers are probably thinking but this is meant to be a cute, fun story, not anything like the novel 'Speak'.

Ranko: Which is very good, but Yuugi is right, if anyone of you are concerned this is going to be dark, its not. It is supposed to be fun and cute, it will get better.

Yuugi: Please leave nice long reviews!