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Tough Enough

Chapter 1: The School Bell Rings

You know one of those days, where everything has just gone wrong? When everything is so fucked up? Everything is so messed up,

everything has gone wrong, and the only way to let it all go is to talk to one person?

And that person just so happens to be someone you normally wouldn’t tell this kind of stuff too…?

And then the sun shines too…

It should rain, to match the mood, like a movie does… Everything is so messed up…

“So… What went wrong?” you ask in that deep leader like voice of yours… I sigh halfheartedly.

“Everything…”

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“Bakura..! Could you help with these boxes..! They’re heavy!” whined a young albino boy known as Ryou Bakura; he was currently

holding two large boxes on the way down the staircase to the basement.

“Do I have too..?” came the lazy responds from the living room “yes! It’s your fault anyway for wanting to wait till the last minute!”

Ryou shouted back, eventually the voice from the living room emerged at the staircase, holding a few boxes himself.

Bakura was not happy, didn’t holiday mean that you to lie on your back everyday and not move a finger?

Apparently not in Ryous home…

It had been more or less 2 months since he had returned to this world along with the Pharaoh and Maliks crazy yami, Marik.

Somehow they had all 3 awoken on their hikaris doorsteps 2 weeks after the Ceremonial Duel, no one really knew why and frankly, he didn’t care.

Of course the Pharaohs hikaris and friends had been more then thrilled of his return, and then in his own body too, that hadn’t been the same reaction for Marik and himself… Well, he didn’t remember much, he had slept 3 days straight, and his deep slumber had caused some to believe he was dead.

He smirked, a yes, when he had suddenly sat up he sure scared everyone in the room quite a lot. Nonetheless, Ryou had let him stay, for some weird reason the boy had been worried sick that the thief hadn’t moved for 3 days in a row. Strange kid…

Marik was allowed to stay at his hikaris too, but had a lot of restrictions, some had been removed when it came apparent he wasn’t gonna try and kill everyone, some were still wary though.

“What are you smirking about?” asked Ryou, looking over his shoulder at his yami who just chuckled “oh nothing…”

They spend half the day putting boxes in the basement, everything was form Ryous dads room, he wasn’t

ever home anyway, so Bakura could occupy his room, Ryou just wanted all his dads belongings and other valuable stuff out the room first.

Bakura threw himself on his new bed, ahh it felt much better then the couch, which he had been sleeping on the past 2 months, he now regretted not emptying this room weeks ago, a bed would always beat a couch.

A few days later, he was to start at Domino High, so was Marik and the Pharaoh, he didn’t know how to feel about that, he was over 5000 years old, he didn’t need to go to school, but apparently, the hikaris thought so…

He wasn’t in Ryous class, or any of his friends’ classes, which he was glad about, Marik, was in his class though, luckily the Pharaoh wasn’t.

The students in this class didn’t seem to be the sharpest stones on the beach, all brats, making a lot of noise; they’re teacher had to shout

really loud before some moved to their seats, acting like they’re teacher was so unfair, like it was life important they got to tell something completely

unimportant to their friend now…

Kids these days… Fuck that sounded old.

Bakuras view

Marik was already in his seat, I was 5 minutes late, but that didn’t seem to matter to the teacher, somehow I felt bad for the guy… I would have committed suicide if this was my job…

He introduced me, but I’m sure many didn’t hear, someone yelled “Go home!” at me, all I replied with was “I want to” which earned me laughs, I guess I was accepted now…

Only a few hours later, I had learned a lot about my class, it was a huge mixture of different cultures, immigrants, locals, and then me and Marik, were we immigrants? I dunno… There was a group of guys a few rows in front of me, causing trouble during classes, the teacher handled them well, I really respect the guy now.

Another thing I had learned was that people in this class, were poor at reading, I mean I think even Marik is better then them! I mean

seriously if that dark skinned crazy blonde headed muscular… Ok now that was weird.

School finally ended, I walked down the hallway, Marik right behind me, stupid blonde could see right over me, being taller and everything…

Judging from that smirk he knows that it ticks me off.

On the way down the stairs some jerk pushed me and I almost fell down, I managed though by bumping into some other guy, stepping him over

his feet too, he didn’t like that at all…

“The hell man! What do you think ya’ doing! That’s new shoes!” he shouted loudly, and I was right next to him too so that hurt a bit in the ears, he had a firm grip on my arm, I glared at him, judging from his slack way of wearing his school uniform and his attitude in general, I would think he was someone who thought too much

of himself then he was worth.

He had a lot of guys just like him at his sides, it did look like it was gonna end nasty, but then I was pulled away along the

crowd, I glared at whoever had pulled me away, surprised to see that it was the Pharaoh of all people.

“You really don’t want to mess with those guys” he told me, I growled “what do you know about that” “I know what Joey and Tristan told me, they called them wanna-be-gangsters or something… Just stay away from them” he then left, leaving me confused as hell, what was that about anyway? And what the devil was a gangster??

Ryou was no where to be seen, so I decided to go home on my own, it’s not like I didn’t know the way back and forth, I’m not stupid. I walked through the streets, there seemed to be some sort of market down the road, I headed that way, never managed to get down there though…

Someone came tackling me from the side and into an alleyway next to me, a group of guys had me against

the wall, of course after dealing a few kicks to me stomach, as my head was forced upwards, I found myself with a knife up my nose and looking at that gang from the stairs.

Fuck…