The Bet

and anzu in this chappie!!!! i still gotta work in jou and seto, and malik, and
i have to introduce marik! but he's in juvenile detention center right now, blah blah,

oooh, and, i was watching mtv, and saw kelly roland's video for stole,
and i got inspired!!! somebody is going to commit suicide! but, don't
worry, it's not any of our main characters!

yugi: *tearing up* no, don't kill-

*slaps yugi across the face, knocking him to the ground* shut up!

malik: O_O *blinks* oh, you are SO evil........*glomps oni*

*evil grin* i know! that's why the fuck i'm called demon! ^__^

yugi: *cheek starting to bruise* *is sobbing*

malik: can we kill the runt already? he's getting on my nerves. *has a butcher knife
pointed at yugi*

*smiles* *nodds* *sees malik approach yugi with knife* *grabs his arm*

*sighs* no, we can't kill the runt. yes, he IS a crybaby, and is extremely annoying.
personally, i would like to see the 'bad guys' win for once. i'd just love to see the
devastated look on yugi's face when he fails to 'save the world'.

malik; wouldn't it be much like the time he battles kaiba in duelist kingdom, and kaiba
wins by threatening to jump off the tower?

*nodds* yeah. kaiba won b/c he had the balls to do what was necessary. i respect yami, b/c
he was also willing to win no matter what. yugi, little pussy that he is, chickened out.

yugi: *curled up into a ball* *crying really hard*

malik and oni: *glare in disgust at yugi* weak, worthless wimp!

yami: *comes in through door*

*sees yami* *picks yugi up and shoves him into yami's arms* take that piece of shit and get
out, pharaoh.

yami: *blinks as door is slammed in his face*

yami bakura: *walks in from kitchen* did i miss something?

malik: *nasty grin* only oni beating the fuck out of yugi!

yami b: *blinks* *is surprised* *grins* i always knew u had an evil streak in u!!!!

whatever. where's ur hikari?

yami b: in his bedroom. why?

*pounds fist into palm*

yami b: *evil grin* lets go kick his pathetic ass! *runs up the steps, followed by oni
and malik*

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chapter 3; in gym class part 2

While the silver haired kid, whose name only Bakura had managed to catch, asked for his ball back and provided the perfect
distraction, the others began their taunting.

"What's so interesting in that brat?" Seto grumbled.

Yami himself didn't know. He shrugged. "He's a bet, a challenge. That's what."

Marik snorted with laughter. "Hard to imagine you, the almighty sex god, fucking a whelp like him....."

Yami closed his eyes, smirking to himself. He opened his eyes and caught Mai's amused, dark violet ones.
"It would help if I knew his name."

Mai rolled her eyes at him. "Why can't you ever do your own dirty work?" She grumbled before setting off through through
the students, all of whom were engaged in various activities by now. The teachers hadn't bothered with Yami and his gang.
It was no coincidence they were all in the same class, as well. Yami and his friends could be very .......persuasive in
the guidance office, when courses were being scheduled. The teachers had also, over the years, learned it was much safer
for all involved if no one forced the rebels into anything, for they could be very.....uncooperative. Escpecially Bakura,
whose temper tantrums were legendary. Besides, this was their senior year, they would be graduating, so it was very easy to
overlook their lack of activity. Everybody wanted them gone, for good. Everybody, that is, except for the rest of the
student body, who looked up to them as ring leaders in their cause of defiance against the teachers and administrative staff.

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Yugi stumbled as he leapt, trying to catch the volleyball that had been purposely sent flying over his short body. Looking
down at the polished wooden gymnasium floor, he gave chase to the errant ball with the titters of those in his assigned group
hot on his heels. Yugi felt about an inch tall and his cheeks burned. Why was he always the brunt of everyones' jokes?
Because he was small, weak, shy, weird, and worthless. Nothing. He was nothing. He didn't matter. That's why.

Biting back the bitter pan lon loneliness, Yugi hesitantly approached grougroup of people the ball had inadvertantly hit into.
He looked up and almost started shaking when he was met with the hostile glares of the cheerleaders, who had been in the
middle of practicing a new routine. They looked at him with disgusted sneers on their overly made up faces and starved,
anorexic, barely clad bodies. One held the ball and tapped her foot, angered that she had to waste her time on someone like
him.

Yugi felt himself shrink even smaller, and he would've just turned and gone back except for the fact that his group would
be even more pissed. Keeping his large, soft violet eyes lowered, he stood in front of them, cluching his hands nervously.
"C-can.....m-may I-I,,,,,p-pleas-se h-have....m-my b-ball....b-back....p-ple-ease....." He managed to stutteringly whisper
out.

"Awww, does da wittle baby want his wittle ball back?" The cheerleader sneered, causing the others to break into shrill,
ear-splitting, false laughter.

Feg teg tears sting his eyes, Yugi nodded slightly.

"Well, that's just too bad." The snobby, snooty, nasty bitch, who was well known to all the guys on the football team (if ya know
what i mean), snipped.

"P-please...." Yugi tried again as a few tears trickled down his flushed cheeks.

"Anzu! What do you think you are doing?" The cheerleader snipped as another cheerleader came over and yanked the ball out
of her hands.

The girl with shoulder length brunette hair with a yellow ribbon in it snipped right back. "I'm going to give it back to him,
so we can get on with our practicing. Unless, of course, you want to explain to the coach why we don't know our new routine."
Anzu smiled sweetly at her, while the other looked away in agitation.

Anzu then turned to the little boy. "Here you go. What's your name?"

Suprised, Yugi gasped, his tears dry, and peeked up at her through a veil of his thick lashes. "I-I'm....Y-Yugi....M-mot-to."

Anzu smiled as the shaking boy took the ball, face red, murmurred a stuttering thank-you, and was off to re-join his group.

Blood rushed to Yugi's head, and he could barely breathe as he made his way back to his glaring group. That girl....Anzu....
she had been nice to him! She hadn't actually said anything mean about him! He was shocked and in awe of this miracle. He
had actually had interaction with another person, and they hadn't shot him down!

He was wondering if maybe, just maybe, he would have someone to talk with. He wouldn't hope for a friend; that'd be asking
too much. But just someone to wave high to in the halls and chat with.....that would be nice. Very nice. His faint spark of
hope, however, was shot down as he overheard the airheaded bimbos talking.

"Why were you nice to the runt?" The cheerleader from before snapped, on the attack again.

Anzu's voice soon followed. "Well, excuse me for pitying the poor boy. Unlike you, I have a heart and have sympathy for
those less fortunate than myself. I probably just made his day by saying hi to him. Charity is something that should be
practiced, you ." ."

Yugi's small speck of hope turned into a cold ash that cut his heart anew. It was one thing to be laughed and jeered at
constantly. It was quite another for someone to be nice to you, when no one ever was, then say they only did so out of pity.
She pitied him. She saw him as all the others did. Not as some human being, not an equal, but as a nothing. As some lowly,
filthy piece of scum to be kicked around. She didn't do it because what her friend was doing was wrong, not because she
actually cared. She. Just. Pitied. Him. She. Pitied. The. Nothing.

Yugi's eyes flooded with hurt and tears with the knowledge that no one, no one, aside from his grandfather, would look at him
with love and affection. No body woulen den deign to talk to him. Was he really so annoying? So worthless? A sob choking
his throat and tears blurring his vision, Yugi ran from the gymasium, the teachers only giving him a passing glance. The little
cry baby was at it again. The lack of participation would merely come off his grade.

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Mai watched with narrowed purple eyes as some pretty brunette cheerleader chat with the little shrimp that
Yami was currently fascinated with. gla glanced over the squirt, but the cheerleader held her attention. The girl had wide,
soft blue eyes and a friendly smile. Mai could see almost every detail thanks to the tight baby tee and short cheerleading
shorts the girl wore. She had the lean, graceful figure of a dancer, and pert breasts, which were full enough to grasp,
but no where near as big as her own. Then again, Mai was one of the biggest, if not the biggest, breasted girl in the
school. And she never hesitated to use that to her advantage. fterfter the patetic runt scuttled back to his group, Mai casually made her way over to the cheerleaders. Yes, she decided,
she would find out that wuss's name, and find out about this girl, as well. When the cheerleaders saw her staring at them,
they all stopped and stared back. Most of them backed away uneasily, wondering what on earth Mai Kujaku would want with them.
She certainly didn't need beauty or fashion tips, and most likely wasn't going to give any She She didn't practice charity.

One of the cheerleaders, the captain of the squad (the same one who was mean to Yugi), tapped her foot and glared haughtily
at Mai. "Well?" She snipped. "What do you want?"

Mai gave her a disgusted look. "Certainly nothing to do with you. The day I sink down to your level is the day-" She
glanced around the room and spied the short, spiky haired kid, and pointed to him. "that that thing becomes popular."

The other cheerleaders nervously tittered. The leader snarled her painted lips at Mai, who glared right back. The cheerleading
captain's nostrils flared, but she didn't come back with any retort. It wasn't very health-wise to push Mai's patience.

Mai spied the brunette hanging nervously in the back, hoovering around several other cheerleader's shoulders. "You." The
girl's head popped up, breath catching, and blue eyes widening in fear. "You, girl, come with me." Mai turned and walked over
to a corner of the gym, shooting the teachers a hard look that meant trouble if she wasn't left alone. She didn't turn around,
knowing that the frightened bird would follow.

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Anzu gasped, her heart pounding with fear and a touch ocitecitement as a pair of hard, strong purple eyes captured her own
ocean blue ones. She got the tickling sensation of butterflies fluttering in her stomach, along with the tingling sensation
of danger dancing along her spine. Mai Kujaku was looking right at her! And, she even wanted to speak with her! What for,
Anzu had no idea, for she stayed well away from Mai and her lot. It was very dangerous to get mixed up with them. They were....
well, rumors were some of them, namely Bakura and Malik, had actually killed people. Anzu really wondered if any of this was
true, but......just from the looks in their eyes, anyone could tell they were deadly.

Anzu shivered as Mai suddenly turned and pierced her with her burning gaze again. Mai's e whi which were lined with mascara
and eyeshadow, held her captured, and Anzu felt her breath catch in her throat. Mai smirked, twisting her tinted lips as she
leaned in so close they could feel each other's breath. "The boy you were talking to, what's his name?"

Anzu licked her dry lips, her mind going suddenly blank. Mai's low growl of impatience snapped her out of it. "um.....
Yugi.....Yugi Moto."

Mai nodded. "Strange." She commented almost absent mindedly. "His last name is almost the same as Yami's. Motou and Moto."

Her eyes flicked to the little one in time to see a ball being bounced off of his face, and hearing the rest of his group
laugh, then to Yami, who stood with arms crossed, watching her with studious crimson orbs, then back to Anzu.

Anzu's inhaled breath left in a whoosh as Mai's intimidating gaze fineally her her face, then it was sucked back in and she
jumped as her body went rigid with tension as the lethal beauty's attention was returned to her.

"And what's your name?" Mai questioned, somewhat abruptly.

Anzu licked her lips, thoroughly puzzled by this. There was no really odd reason for wanting to learn Yugi's name; it
wasn't uncommon for the more popular students to pick on the less popular. Anzu had merely figured that Yugi had somehow,
inadvertantly given his nature, pissed one of Mai's friends off, or Mai herself, ani wai was going to send Yugi to his
grave. Nothing new there.

But her? She was a cheerleader, and, as such, safe from bullies like them. Well, safe as long as she didn't tread on
anyone's toes. She gulped, racking her brain for anything she could have done to warrant their attention, and found
nothing. They didn't go to the same parties, or hang out in the same crowds. For the most part. There had been that one,
but Anzu truly didn't think Mai had noticed her.

"Well?" Mai hissed.

Anzu jumped, emitting a little "Eek!" "Anzu Mazaki." She squeeked, shutting her eyes.

Mai let out a little 1/2 laugh, then walked past Anzu, heading back to her group. As she left, her shoulder
brushed past Anzu's, causing the cheerleader to stiffen and look at Mai with wide eyes. Mai winked at her, and
gave her a satisfied smirk, telling herself she would meet this Anzu girl again. She would make sure of it.

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well, this cerainly was pretty long! let me know what u all think! i really do enjoy getting reviews!

malik: *is holding oni* *smirks* yes, b/c if you people don't, oni here may just go evil and *kill*
little, helpless, weak, and pathetic yugi!!! mwhahahaha!!!!!!

*smiles* *says nothing*