Author's Notes:

Ra Dammit, another one. Yep, another one, what the hell, I have other stories to focus on, but no, instead I write this. I even have a poll for my next story, but instead, I write this. What the hell is wrong with me? Oh yeah, I get bored in class. Ra damn school wasting my precious writing time! Well, at least we get laptops, which kind of explains why I am doing so much more writing now. Oh crap, I'm rambling, let me just get you some info.

Pairings: Tendershipping, Bronzeshipping, Bakushipping, Conspireshipping, Fractureshipping, Geminishipping, Gemshipping, and more containing these five people

And to a lesser extent: Puzzleshipping, Puppyshipping, Chaseshipping

And others…

Character's ages:

15: Yugi, Ryou (Chapter 2), Anzu

16: Marik, Duke, Jou

17: Mariku, Yami, Honda, Bakura, Seto

19: Akefia, Atemu…if he's ever in the story

To the story…

Starting a new school, in a new town, in a new country is never an easy thing. You have to try and fit in with the normal crowd, dodge the eyes of the popular kids, and most importantly, stay out of trouble. There is also the fact that whatever reputation you pick up in high school tends to stay with you for the rest of your life. So, that means, that a group of hormonious (I know it's not a real word, but it fits) teenagers are the people whose opinions sticks with you for the rest of your life. What a great bunch of judges, don't you think?

Well, what if you just came from another high school where you have already been labeled? You have two labels. You are the outsiders, never a good sign, and on top of that, you are one of the bad boys, an even worse title. This is a title that states that you will probably end up in jail, that you will never aspire to be more than a filthy street mongrel, but that isn't all true is it. Because behind every person or group there is a story, and one never knows a person until they know their story, because let's face it. No matter how much you run or hide from it, your past is what makes you who you are, and that means that your past is something you should embrace. Don't let it control you, you control it.

The First Day of School

"Guys, get your lazy asses up before we are late for school." A soft voice yells, the British accent being strained slightly under all the force being applied to it. A boy with pure white hair quietly makes his way up the stairs, finally reaching the top floor of his sleeping roommates' rooms and loudly banging on each and every one of their doors, calling out the names of each friend respectively. Groans of all ranges are heard ranging throughout the hallway as the boy moves toward his own room, grabbing a few items before making his way back downstairs.

Another teenager with white hair, this one a couple years older than the first, is the first one out of his room. His black plaid pajama pants clung tightly to his lower body, while his pale chest and face shone with sweat, however, the reason that he is so, would never be admitted. His chest moves up and down quickly, the man trying to catch his breath, as though he had just ran for a while.

"Ryou?" The male calls out softly, stumbling lazily towards the stairs, and then dropping onto the ground floor, stumbling lazily until he made his way to the bathroom.

"Ryou!" He says banging loudly on the bathroom door. The male continues to do so until the smaller of the two white haired boys finally steps out the bathroom. A towel wrapped neatly around his waist and another one wrapped neatly in his hair.

"Yes Kura?" The boy earlier addressed as Ryou replies. His bright green eyes looking into the deep mocha that is Bakura's eyes, trying to search for what might cause Bakura to act this way.

"It-It happened again." Bakura whispered softly, looking down at his boyfriend. Ryou's eyes go wide as he nods in understanding, he then reaches out a grabs Bakura's arm, leading the man off to his bedroom.

Meanwhile…

"Mariku?" A boy whines from under another male, the male atop him much larger than the one that he is currently crushing.

"Mmf." The sound comes from Mariku's mouth as he starts fidgeting around a bit, until he finally moves off of the smaller boy.

The boy sits up, his tan abs rippling as his upper body moves, his nude lower body being covered by the single sheet that remained on the bed after their nights activities.

"Morning lovely." Mariku says, kissing the other tanned boy much more delicately then what would usually be expected of the two. The older Egyptian tangles his fingers in the soft sandy hair the younger Egyptian owns, and uses his grip on the shoulder-length hair to pull the smaller boy into a deeper kiss.

By turning his head to the side a bit, he ends the kiss, much to the distaste of the older Egyptian. He even goes so far as to whine "Marik!" as a hope that his whine would affect his loves behavior.

"C'mon, we should hurry up and take a shower. If we get there before Bakura does, then we'll end up annoying the fuck out of him." Marik says, an evil smirk plastered onto his face. Mariku returns the smirk before picking up his boyfriend and quickly dashing down the stairs, his nude boyfriend still in his arms, the two quickly making their way down into the bathroom and the shower going on.

Soft moans quickly started erupting from the bathroom, as Ryou and Bakura make their way towards the bathroom. Ryou giggles softly as Bakura frowns. The smaller of the two white haired boys pulls his boyfriend into a soft kiss.

"C'mon. I'll fix up breakfast and then you can go and shower." Ryou says, pulling Bakura towards the question and pushing him into a seat.

"So, any requests?" Ryou asks a small smile on his face.

Bakura glances to the left for a second before looking back at Ryou. "Something that can be done in five minutes, because if we don't leave in ten minutes, we will be late." Bakura explains.

Ryou sighs. "Fine, you go and shower with the two dunderheads and we will…we'll just skip breakfast." Ryou admits, his eyes turning downcast.

Bakura kisses Ryou's cheek softly, and smiles brightly at the younger boy. "It's okay Ryou, tomorrow we'll wake up extra early and I'll help you make breakfast." Bakura promises. Ryou flashes him a small smile before quickly making his way to his room and preparing for school.

At School

Once the group makes it to school they quickly head to the admissions office. Ryou calmly knocks on the administrator's office, and waits until the door is open and they are led inside.

"Name and grade," The stout woman behind the desk says quite harshly.

"Bakura Ryou, grade 10." Ryou says, speaking first because his Japanese is the best, coming from a bilingual household.

The woman nods, shoving a time frame into Ryou's hands. The boy scans his paper before nodding his head. He then waves to the others before making his way out of the room.

"Next." The woman says, looking to the three remaining boys, and noticing how peculiar all the other males look.

"Ishtar, Marik grade 11?" Marik says, somewhat unsure of how he should be saying his name, working based off of what Ryou said.

The woman looks at Marik, utter distaste in her glare. "Here, and you two should take off your jewelry, it's against school policies." The woman states. Marik nods, slowly removing his golden artifacts and handing them to Mariku, who simply puts them back into his backpack. Marik then makes his way to class, leaving the two oldest of the group standing in the administrator's office.

"C'mon, he's gone. It's a process, who's next?" The woman says now thoroughly annoyed.

"Tozokou Bakura grade 12." Bakura says simply, his voice just as annoyed as the woman.

"You do realize that your last name means 'thief king' in Japanese right?" The woman asks skeptically.

Bakura smirks, "It's a damn good description of my family." Bakura says speaking the language fluently. The woman glares at him as he snatches the time frame out of her hands and makes his way to his first classroom.

Mariku, not wanting to get on the woman's nerves any more so than the others already had simply says his name and grade. The woman nods at him and gives him his time frame and he turns and makes his way to class.

Ryou's P.O.V

I stand outside my new homeroom, extremely nervous and scared. I have never been good at making friends, and well, after the incident at my last school, well I'm just extremely worried. What if people hate me for what happened at my old school? Oh dear, what am I supposed to do, I promised myself no more getting in trouble, and no more detentions, or anything like that.

The door opens and the teacher beckons me into the classroom. The moment I see my classmates my eyes go wide and I freeze, staring at everyone like a dear caught in the headlights.

"Would you like to tell us your name?" The teacher asks, and I quickly shake my head 'no,' knowing that my story aired in the news all around the world, and that if people didn't recognize me from the news, then they certainly would recognize their name.

"There there, no need to be shy. You came here for a new beginning, so let's start one." The teacher coos, as if trying to coax the name out of me.

"Anou…Bakura Ryou…" I say, and I feel my heart break and my chances of being a normal child go from two percent to one. I look down, using my bangs to cover the tears that threaten to fall down my face.

"May I please see your schedule?" The teacher asks, and I hand her my time frame. The teacher scans it for a moment before smiling. "Well, we have a bright young mind here don't we? Well, Yugi, would you mind showing our new student around for the day?" The teacher asks, looking over at a boy with black spiky hair framed in amethyst tips, his chubby little face surrounded by golden bangs. The boy's large amethyst eyes light up as he nods his head almost vigorously, and I smile, understanding that my chances of being normal just went from one percent to 1.5 percent.

"Okay." Yugi replies, flashing me a smile and beckoning me over to where he's seated. The teacher hands me back my time sheet before nodding to me and asking me if I would like to take a seat. I don't answer, instead simply making my way to the back of the classroom and taking the seat closest to the window. I proceed to look out the window as the teacher goes on with the daily schedule, my mind wandering back to why we had to move out of this school, and why my overall reputation is that of a bad boy. I would give anything to get rid of that stupid nickname. I'm not a bad person, I've been told so many a times by my boyfriends, especially Bakura.

Homeroom soon comes to an end and we move to our first class of the day, Pre-Calculus. Great.

Yugi waits for me outside our homeroom class and smiles once I finally make my way to him. He smiles at me and I smile at him, making a mutual agreement that since we already in a way introduced ourselves, there was no need for us to do so again.

"Well, let me see your schedule. I have AC Algebra 2." Yugi says with a smile on his face.

I give him my schedule and he looked at my first Monday class. His smile brightens as he starts walking ahead of me. "Wow, you must be really smart. C'mon, I'll show you to your class." Yugi explains as he leads me to my first class.

Once we are there he hands me my time table and leaves, smiling and waving. I flash him a smile and wave back before entering into my AC Pre-Cal. classroom. As soon as I enter there is a collective gasp, and I sigh, knowing that my chances just dropped back down to one percent. A small frown graces my lips until I hear a familiar voice.

"Ryou! Oh Ryou!" I turn and see Marik waving me over like crazy. I smile at my friend before making over to him, only to notice that there are already two people sitting beside him. "Ryou, sit in front of me." Marik whines and I move to take the seat before him, and try my best to ignore the horrified stares that I receive.

I turn to face Marik, placing a smile on my face so that he doesn't think that anything is wrong. "So, who are your friends?" I ask, noticing Marik chatting animatedly with the two people seated beside him. Marik holds a finger up to the guy with long black hair in a boy tail, and deep, yet bright green eyes.

"These are my friends Duke Devlin and Jou Katsuya." Marik says, first motioning to the boy to which he put his finger out to a moment before, and then to the blond boy with honey eyes. I smile and wave at them, I then stick my hand out to them and smile.

"Hi, my name is Ryou, Ryou Bakura." I say, and I smile even more when they both shake my hand and return my smile.

"Don't worry. Had I been in your situation, I would've done the same thing." Jou says, and I feel my eyes go downcast. I don't really want people bringing that up, and here we go, everyone is already judging me for it. I guess I should be happy, saying as that he's siding with me, but then again, so did the law, but that didn't mean that other's agreed.

"Ow." I hear Jou say, and I look up to see him holding his head and a peeved looking Duke, his hand not fully retracted so as to tell me that he had just slapped Jou across the head.

"You idiot. That's not what he wants to think about!" Duke yells before flashing me a small grin. I can't help but smile back at him, however, the minute he looks away my frown returns to my features.

"You okay Ryou." Marik asks me, completely ignoring the fight going on behind him. I smile at him and nod, finally taking note to the fact that there is no longer anyone sitting next to me or in front of me. Am I that despicable?

Marik also takes notice and decides to sit beside me. Once he is by me, he wraps his arms around me in a comforting hug, and I can feel his fist on my upper back, I think he's flipping off the other classmates. Oh dear Ra, Marik, please don't get me any more enemies!

Marik releases me from his brotherly embrace and gives me a soothing smile. I sigh and finally turn my attention to the front, motioning for Marik to do the same. He does.

The rest of the morning goes by in the blur, all I remember is having two more classes after the first, both of which I had with Yugi. He then invites me to lunch, and oddly enough Bakura, Mariku, and Marik all seem to have made friends with friends of Yugi's.

As I take my seat, I'm aware that both Bakura and Marik have started fighting, again. I am way to use to them, so while the others try and stop them, I simply sit and start a small conversation with Mariku, which slowly starts to include some of the other people at the table.

"So, how did you guys meet?" Yami, Yugi's boyfriend who looks almost exactly like him, except with scarlet tips and maroon eyes and a much more mature demeanor, asks. I sigh, he seems a bit too nosy, and it is actually starting to get on my nerves. My life is classified information, all of our lives are, it's personal.

"We grew up together." Bakura answers quite bluntly, which is usually our answer. However, now that Akefia is technically an adult, he is now our legal guardian, but even so, there are still so many problems, and laws that we are breaking, just to make everything okay.

"Really, did you two move when you were younger, because you guys seem Egyptian, not British?" Yami further explains, as though he is trying to weasel some deep dark secret out of us. I don't feel all that comfortable with him; I kind of want to end this conversation. Of course, as though Bakura and I have a connected mind, and he replies to Yami first.

"They moved there when we were younger." He says motioning to Ryou and I. "Now, tell me about you guys. I love getting to learn about other people." Bakura says rolling his eyes, and I realize just how alike he and Akefia are at times.

"Well, we now have another Seto, except he doesn't spend his entire life on the computer." Jou says, smirking at Seto who was furiously typing on his laptop. After a moment or two he looked successful, and smirked at the group.

"Well, well, well, don't we have an excellent liar on our hands." Seto says, looking over at Bakura.

"I'll break that laptop." Bakura growls and I sigh, pulling out my phone and starting to hack Seto. Yeah, we all had certain jobs when we were younger in order for us to survive.

Me – Hacker, Cute distraction

Bakura – thief 2

Akefia – thief 1, attractive distraction

Marik – look out

Mariku - …sometimes killed…

I use my phone and quickly hook on to Kaiba's computer, quickly looking through his files. Oh my, he owns a business.

"Hey, Kaiba, I didn't know that you owned a business. Oh, look, you got it from your father who died mysteriously." I say looking at Kaiba with a slightly evil glint in my eyes.

"That's classified information." Kaiba says, his eyes narrowing dangerously. I smirk at him, going through more and more of his information.

"It's all right here, in black and white. You know, Kaiba Corp. especially your laptop has weak security. I could've hacked this at twelve." I say, taking a sip from my ice tea.

Bakura laughs as Seto pales. "Get out of my computer." Seto hisses and I smirk.

"Sorry, I'm the one running everything now. Of course, we could easily resolve our issue and you already know how." I say a small innocent smile on my face.

Seto glares. "I thought you were the nice one."

I giggle softly. "I am, but you're threatening my friends, and because so, you meet the worse side of me." I reply, looking at him through large eyes. Seto sighs.

"You're good." He says as I save his work and remove him from whatever document our pasts are in. After that lunch continues as normal. We all continue talking as though our fight and me somewhat spilling that I am a professional hacker had never happened. I smile though, happy to for once be considered normal.

The afternoon classes move by quite quickly too, and at the end of the day, I find myself at my locker, by my lonesome, preparing to go home.

"So, this is the infamous Bakura Ryou, actually, that shows a tad too much respect, like you'd know, but I guess you wouldn't, since you are the infamous Ryou Bakura." A deep rumbling voice says from behind me. I turn around and see a giant man with black hair and the bushiest eyebrows known to mankind.

"My, my, I killed someone. I must be some major badass." The person says, holding out his hands as if they are the most delicate things in the world. Ra, how did those things get so big? It scares me!

"Oh dear, I'm sorry. You must be on the cheerleading squad. Um, I guess you already have your school's 'bad boys,' however, I have no intentions to be one of them." I say, wondering why they would allow such a giant man become a cheerleader.

"What did you call me punk?" The man hisses through his teeth. I gasp. I guess he isn't a cheerleader. I wonder why he was doing such feminine movements with his hand though. I mean if he was trying to act gay he is doing such a terrible job at it.

"I'm sorry; I thought you were a cheerleader. Now, if you will excuse me, I have to go." I say making my way past him, of course, I only make it a few steps before I am harshly pulled backwards.

"Ouch! What was that for?" I call back to the big man. He growls at me, showing his larger than normal teeth. Dear Ra, what have I gotten myself into.

"Get the hell away from him." A booming voice says from in front of me. I look forward and see Bakura standing there, his eyes narrowed dangerously. Behind him, I see Marik and Mariku, both of them leering at the guy who seems to have me from behind.

"Oh, I'm sorry, am I hurting your wittle boyfriend?" The man asks in a deploring voice.

"Actually, you are." Bakura says rather harshly, quickly making his way straight to the person holding me, and within a second I hear the man making a small gurgling sound and I see Bakura's balled up hand retract from the man's gut.

"Ryou, run!" Bakura says, however, all I do is get up and stare at him. Bakura growls and tries to push me away, but instead, I simply grab his arm and escort him away.

"You promised me no fights." I say as we walk quickly away, a peeved Bakura and an angry bully around me. Bakura scoffs at my statement, quickly flicking his head the other way, his long silver-white hair cascading as he does so. I smile to myself, inwardly resisting the urge to reach my hand out and play with his fluffy hair.

"C'mon guys." I say, leading the way home. The other three look at me, Marik's mouth a tiny bit open as though he wants to say something important. However, he swallows hard, making his Adams apple bounce up and down once. I cover my mouth trying to stifle the giggles that threaten to overwhelm me.

The other three boys simply nod before starting to walk. Of course, today of all days the walk home is one that is filled in awkward silence. What a shame, I am pretty curious as of how their first days went.

We enter into the house and remove our shoes and jackets. I then make my way to my room as the others lazily sit on the couch and watch television.

I sigh taking out my English homework. We are going to be reading Antigone this year, what a shame, I was so curious after Oedipus Rex that I have already read the entire series. So, this is basically all a review for me. I even have the copy of the book right here in my bedroom. I look at the book and start answering the questions about tragedy from Sophocles time. Oddly enough, we are doing Shakespeare next, King Lear. Unfortunately, I already have read that too. On the bright side, I have already read that too, it was amazing.

A small knock on the door disturbs me from my work. I make my way to the door, however, before I even get there, Bakura opens the door quietly, so that by the time I reach the door he's just standing there with a grim look on his face. "Ryou, we need to talk." He says, looking down at me with hardened eyes. Now, if I hadn't known Bakura for the length of time that I had, I might have been slightly intimidated, but I know him too well.

I move away from the door and I take a seat on the bed, motioning for Bakura to take a seat next to me. He does, and when he does, he pulls me onto his lap, wrapping his arms around my waist. I sigh, having had an awkward talk like this before, also known as the sex talk.

"What is it Bakura, stop making me feel so awkward." I complain to my boyfriend. Bakura gently rubs my thigh, and I blush, trying to understand what this is. I mean, does he? Dear Ra, I hope he doesn't want to! I don't think I'm ready.

"Ryou, what do you think of our new school?" Bakura asks me, and I sigh in relief. Luckily, for once something I do goes unnoticed by Bakura, or if he does notice, he doesn't say anything about it.

"It was really fun. I really think I have a chance of being normal for once!" I say, smiling broadly at him. Bakura flashes me a small smirk and bends down to kiss my neck. Of course, by now I am used to his form of affection, so it does not affect me, too much.

"So, no one brought up the incident…" Bakura says, a small frown sneaking its way onto his face. I frown to, trying my best not to think about it.

"Well, I think most people think I'm some crazed killer, and most of them ignore me, but we did make friends with that group of people, and they mostly didn't bring it up, and when they did, they agreed with me." I explain smiling again as I realize I probably made the first friends ever since I made friends with Bakura, Akefia, Marik, and Mariku. I smile again and relax a bit into Bakura's chest.

"And do you realize what that bully was trying to say?" Bakura asks, and I frown. Why had I not realized that that person was trying to hurt me? He was acting like such a cheerleader; I honestly thought he was a stereotypical gay.

"No, I thought he was a cheerleader or a stereotypical gay…" I say, making my eyes large so that he is not offended by what I had just said.

"Well, no, I don't even know where you got that from. Ra, I swear you are too innocent in all the wrong ways. I mean, I don't even know how that is possible, but you are street smart, but not…well, hallway smart." Bakura says, and I raise an eyebrow at him. "What I mean Ry, is that well, that guy was using sarcasm and he was trying to insult you." Bakura further explains, and I frown.

"Why?" I ask softly, trying to come up with any possible reason that he would hate me. Well, I guess there are a ton, it's not like I am even all that likeable, but, am I really all that hateable?

"Because, he doesn't believe you are a 'bad boy,'" Bakura explains, and I look away. I haven't told the others of my goal for the year, I guess maybe now is the time that I should.

"Bakura, I no longer want to be a 'bad boy.'" I say softly, so that I do not offend them. Bakura looks at me, as though he is hurt. I have to look away, trying not to cry, knowing that I probably lost my three boyfriends.

"Okay." Is the only answer I get, and I feel Bakura moving to leave, but I grab his arms and hold him tightly.

"Please don't leave me." I whisper softly, my nerves on high alert and my heart pounding fiercely.

"Never. Not me or not any of us." Bakura says, kissing my cheek before lying down on my bed. I move next to him and then move so that I am lying down next to him. Bakura wraps an arm around me, and then pulls me in so that I am resting my head in the crook of my neck. I smile and relax into Bakura's touch, hoping against hope that I never have to live without him or any of them.

Bakura's Journal:

Well, like I do with each one of these journals, I explain why the hell I am spending my time writing in this thing. Well, you see, Ryou has this funny idea that if we each write down our thoughts and our daily lives in this little book, then someday our stories can be sold and heard by the population. I don't see why anyone would want to read about my shitty life, but I guess those types of people exist.

Well, today was my first say at this new Domino High School, and already I hate everyone there. Ryou made me promise to try this year, and no fighting and a whole bunch of other crap. However, the fact that I have to try this year is what bothers me. I mean sure, I know that I am off to college next year, but because of Ryou, I'm now in all AP classes and college courses and such. Fuck that boy and that stupid bunny/maid costume. Yep, definitely innocent in all the wrong ways.

Well, we made, well actually only Ryou and Marik made some friends today, and quite frankly, I don't like them, well, Jou is tolerable. I can tell when someone grows up on the streets, and he definitely did. Well, so did Honda, but, there's something off about him, as if the elevator doesn't reach the top floor in his head. Well, anyway, the person I hate most by far, is Yami. I mean my Ra, conceited a little, and then he has the nerve to hurl questions at us. What the hell, our life is private, that's also why I don't like Seto. However, Ryou found some pretty interesting info on him that could come in handy at a later point in time. Then there is Anzu and Yugi, they haven't said much, but Anzu gives off the annoying slut vibe, and Yugi is with Yami, so if that is any indication of what he's like, then I don't want to get to know him. That just leaves Duke, and besides being an even worse pretty-boy then Marik, I don't see that much wrong with him.

Oh yeah, my life is oh so interesting. What does Ryou honestly think will make this thing an actual book? I mean, besides my past, there is nothing interesting about me. I guess the only reason we do this is to see that tiny smile on Ryou's face, because those, the real ones, are really rare. I didn't see a real smile on his face all day. Well, night.

Author's Notes:

Well, here it is. At the beginning of each chapter I will have a random utterance of wisdom, and at the end of each chapter, you get one character's journal entry. Hey, this is somewhat like Freedom Writers. That is my and Ryou's inspiration, letting the world know their story, and that is their goal.

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