Falling in love with the school's bad boys [Book one]

The small fight

Yami's POV~

I woke up to my annoying alarm clock ringing on my bedside table, I remembered today is a Thursday so I still had school. I groaned when I opened my eyes and turned it off.

"I want to stay in my bed, but I have a quiz today. I'll just go." I said to myself while I got into the shower, after I got out, I changed into my uniform and ran down the stairs. Grabbing my bag and a piece of toast, I made my way to school.

-At school- Normal POV~

"Hey, Yami!" Malik greeted after he and Bakura saw him. Yami finished the last of his toast and waved at them.

"Hey, guys!" The pale boy saluted while he ran to them. When he reached his best friends they walked to their usual spot: the grass and sat down.

"So, how did it feel?" Malik asked. Yami smiled and leaned on the fence.

"Well, winning the tournament felt wonderful, I didn't actually think I would win," Yami explained.

"No, not that! We were asking about your dance with Atem, obviously," Bakura corrected.

"Oh, uh, it felt um... lovely," Yami admitted, blushing identically like a tomato.

"Hehe, we're just messing with you," Bakura laughed, Malik, joining him. The pale boy glared at them.

"And it worked! It's always funny when you blush like that!" Malik giggled, Yami continued to glare at them for a little more until he spoke up

"Three can play that game. So, how were you dances with Marik and Akefia?" Yami questioned, his blush still there.

"Hey!" Malik and Bakura exclaimed in unison while blushing crimson.

"Who's blushing now?" Yami asked teasingly. Giggling and punching each other playfully, two figures walked up to them.

"Well, look whom we found Téa," Anzu said, placing her hands on her hips.

"We found the rat named Yami Motou," Téa said, crossing her arms and glaring at the pale boy before them.

"Watch what you call my best friend," Bakura growled.

"Shut up Bakura, this is between us and the rat," Anzu scolded.

"Are you just jealous he won the tournament Anzu?" Malik questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm not jealous! I'm angry because he cheated! I deserved to be crowned the winner!" Anzu whined.

"I never cheat! I just sang better than you that's all! Maybe if you practiced more than you did then you could've won!" Yami exclaimed suddenly.

"You're just trying to make excuses, admit it. You cheated." Anzu stated.

"I didn't!" Yami shouted, slowly losing his temper. Malik and Bakura backed away, letting Yami take care of this. After all, you don't mess with Yami when he was pissed.

"Of course you did! Why would someone enjoy watching you! A rat! A faggot! A slut! They like better! A beautiful, nice voiced girl!" Anzu exclaimed, people started to look at the little fight, some people took out their cell phones and started recording. Even Atem was looking at it, glaring at Anzu.

"You may be beautiful on the outside, but in the inside your this ugly, disgusting, horrifying creature!" Yami countered, Anzu turned red and fumed.

"Why you little-" Anzu almost said an insult but was interrupted by Yami.

"Little what?! Little bitch?! Little whore?! Little slut?! Little rat?! Little what?! I'm tired of your fucking insults! Your fucking whines! Your fucking complaints! I tried to be nice at the beginning but I'm losing my temper! If you want to whine, complain, or send fucking insults to anyone then do it to someone else! Not me!" Yami screamed, finally losing his temper. Anzu stayed silent, surprised from what she heard.

Yami, realizing what he just said slammed a hand to his mouth and looked around. He saw everyone recording, ready to post everything he just said to the internet. He just publicly shamed Anzu, who was still silent with everyone else. Looking out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Atem, who also looked shocked. Taking his chance, ran out of there and into the bathroom. Closing the door and locking it, he sat on the corner.

"I should've not said that... I should have just walked away and kept my temper from exploding. Now I can't take back what I said, maybe she deserved the words but not in public. I do hate her but I don't think she deserves to be humiliated like that." Yami explained to himself.

"She deserved it, she shouldn't have accused you of doing such a thing." A familiar voice said, Yami looked up and saw Atem standing there. How did he get in?

"How did you get in here? I locked the door?" Yami asked.

"I know all the secret entrances in the school. Why do you think that toilet stall is never used and has never been opened? Because some kids made it so they could have sexual intercourse or just plainly make out." Yami blushed scarlet at the explanation, making Atem smirk. Yami decided to not ask anymore and skip to the reason Atem was here. Or at least he thought that.

"She didn't deserve it when the entire school was witnessing it," Yami said, sighing and looking down. 'How can someone say something like that then regret it? This kid is probably too kind for his own good. If I said something like that then I would be proud of myself.' Atem thought to himself.

"Why don't we go back to our dorm? I'm sure you don't want to be here right now, especially after everybody saw this." Atem said while he offered his hand to Yami.

"I would like to actually," Yami agreed, nervously taking his hand and standing up. The bad boy's hand was warm and rough, it was a weird combination, but Yami liked it. Unlike Atem's rough hand, Yami's hand was soft and delicate, Atem almost felt like he could break the hand just from pulling it. How would it feel if that delicate hand just so happened to reach south and- Atem slapped himself mentally and signaled Yami to follow him.

"Don't touch the walls in there," Atem warned, opening the stall and pushing the wall to open it. Yami blushed again and nodded.

"Where now?" Yami asked when they entered an abandoned classroom.

"Out the window, class will start in a few minutes and we want to get out unspotted." Yami nodded and walked up to the window. It suddenly hit him that he was skipping school with a bad boy, not to mention the leader of the gang. Once outside, they noticed a couple making out. Atem made a disgusted noise and Yami just looked away, knowing it was rude to stare at people kissing.

"Plan B, let's go this way," Atem said. He then grabbed Yami's hand and gently pulled him to the other side of the fence. Yami blushed again and watched as Atem opened the fence with just pulling a branch on the tree.

"I presume you made that," Yami commented as they ran to the dorms. Atem nodded.

"I made it so I don't need to walk all the way to the entrance, and I also use it when I'm late to school. If you oversleep and don't want to be late, just pull the bright red rose behind the left bush and it will open."

"Thanks, that will be helpful," Yami said, smiling. Atem had to turn his head around to cover his reddened face, Christ, that smile could lit up the darkest room in existence.

To Be Continued~

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I decided to not write Yami-Torture today, I already give poor Yami suffering in other stories. But anyways this chapter at least contained some Anzu-bashing, oh and I'm sorry for not writing any chapters on any stories for like 3-8 days. It's just that I'm sometimes lazy and all *nervous laughter* But anyways...

See you in my next chapter bye!

Saiyan Duelist