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~The Fear~

By:
Aerys Krystie.

Theme:
AU.

Plot:
Yami has a secret, one he doesn�t want anyone to know about. Unfortunately, not
everything can stay hidden forever. When his second worst fear comes true, and
he is being blackmailed for it, what can he do?

Warnings:
Yaoi, sexual content, language, slight violence, slight BDSM, OOC-ness.

Disclaimer:
The characters of Yugi Oh do not belong to me. I make no profit from this story.

A/N:
This is based off TRUSTcompany�s The Fear, and this also does not belong to me.

~ * ~

Bakura yawned.
Literature always did bore him. He never could understand how Ryou could keep
him interested in sad excuses for writers. Who cares about Shakespeare? He was
some English guy that couldn�t think of his own ideas, and did them in poorly
written stories.

His dark eyes glanced
around the classroom. Honda and Jounouchi were asleep. Yugi was paying attention
to the teacher drone on, trying to keep his eyes open. Kaiba, well, like he had
to pay attention to class. Anzu was staring out the window. Marik was behind
him, and Bakura wasn�t about to pull an Exorcist. Malik was looking through his
bag, and the Pharaoh was writing something down.

Bakura groaned when he
felt something hit the back of his head. His hand touched the area and he stood
up, glaring at Marik.

�Would you grow up?!
What are you, ten? Spitballs were so last year!�

Bakura could feel
everyone�s eyes on him as he had just made the class interesting. He heard the
teacher clear his throat, but Bakura didn�t pay any attention to him.

�I know you�re desperate
to swap spit with me, Marik, but when will you learn that it�s just not going to
happen?�

Marik smirked, then
started laughing maniacally, causing Bakura look around. Had he missed the joke
or something? He couldn�t remember the last time Marik had pulled a prank on
him. They had too much fun ganging up on other kids to worry about each other.

Bakura�s eyes widened in
realization. He tried to lower his hand, but stopped when he felt his hair being
tugged. It wasn�t a spitball. Marik had used superglue instead.

With narrowed eyes,
Bakura ripped the glue ball out of his hair, not really noticing the pain as he
thought of creative ways to get back at Marik. He looked at the small wad of
paper that had several strands of snowy hair sticking to it.

Bakura went back to
looking around the classroom as he tugged at the ball, trying to peel it off his
fingers gently, and without ripping his skin off.

His eyes were drawn to
the Pharaoh again. As much as he hated that spirit, he also found him
interesting. After all, he knew his past. The only ones who didn�t were Kaiba
and Yami, though Yami was trying desperately to recover lost secrets.

Bakura smirked he saw
Yami sneak a glance at Kaiba, and shook his head. This was almost too good, even
for him. Now, all he had to do was think of a way he could use this to
advantage, and everything will be perfect.

�Bakura, would you care
to answer the question?�

Bakura stared at the
teacher. �Sure. What was it?�

The teacher sighed,
closing his eyes. �When was William Shakespeare born? Was it a: fifteen
twenty-four, b: fifteen forty-nine, c: fifteen sixty-four, or d: fifteen
seventy-one?�

Bakura pretended to
think about it, before smirking. �I go for e: who gives a shit?�

There were a few
scattered snickers from the other students, who stopped when the teacher glared
at them. �Why did you take this class if you weren�t interested in literature?�

�Because I was
guaranteed sex at least once a week.� Bakura raised an eyebrow, waiting for the
next question.

The teacher shook his
head. �Well, since you�re being so open to all of us, much to my displeasure,
what do you find interesting in a story?�

�Blood, gore, sex,
drugs, and cursing beyond reason. A story is just boring if it doesn�t have any
of that. Next.�

The teacher got an
indignant look on his face. �Name three stories you�ve read that weren�t from
pornographic magazines.�

�Very well. There was
The Shining, Phantoms, and my personal favorite It. Are we
done playing Twenty Questions now?� Bakura had grown bored with this game after
the second question.

�Just one more question,
Bakura.�

Bakura sighed. �What
now?�

�Did you want
detention?�

Bakura sat up
straighter, since he had been slouching over his desk. �Of course not, sir. I�d
do anything to keep you from undressing me with your eyes.� Bakura glanced at
Ryou, who was hiding his face, and most likely chanting to himself; we are not
related, we are not related.

The teacher rolled his
eyes. �Can anyone tell me when Shakespeare was born?�

* * *

Bakura�s eyebrows rose
as he listened to Ryou tearing into him after class. He had no idea that
speaking his mind, and the truth, would get him into so much trouble. Not that
he wasn�t used to it; there was always someone who had to get in his face.

�How could you?! Now
everyone will think I was the idiot that promised you sex at least once a week!
Do you even think before you talk anymore?�

�I wonder if a kid can
have an aneurism,� Malik wondered out loud.

�Or if someone who is a
vegetarian have a heart attack,� Marik put in.

�Okay. You can stop
now.� Ryou mumbled to himself as he sat down at a table. �By the way, Bakura,
who did promise you sex once a week if you took literature?�

�Oh, that�s none of your
business. Just go back to eating your grass,� Bakura replied as he took the
apple from Ryou�s lunchbox.

�It�s tofu, not grass!�
Ryou exclaimed defensively.

�And what�s the
difference?� Bakura took a big bite of the apple.

He smirked as Yugi tried
to change the subject, while Anzu helped. Honda and Jounouchi were busy arguing
over who could eat the most. Marik was teasing Malik, and Yami was staring off
into space, which got Bakura�s attention.

As he watched the
Pharaoh, he realized that he wasn�t only staring off into space, but staring at
the world�s biggest asshole, who was about to walk past their table.

�Kaiba, why don�t you
join us?� Bakura asked, smirking.

Kaiba stopped, looking
at the spirit of the ring. �I wouldn�t degrade my personal value,� he said and
continued on his way.

�Kaiba, someone really
has to take that stick out of your ass and beat you with it,� Bakura growled,
taking another bite of the apple.

Marik laughed, Honda and
Jounouchi joined him. Ryou covered his face with his hands again. Anzu tried to
stifle her giggles. Yugi couldn�t believe Bakura had said that, and Yami refused
to say or do anything.

�Stick it up for him,
Pharaoh. You know you want to.� Bakura�s smirk got more evil, if it were
possible. He laughed. �I am your worst fear, Yami.�

Yami stared at Bakura.
�No, you�re not. My worst fear is waking up without my penis,� he revealed.

Bakura rolled his eyes.
�Okay, so I�m not your worst fear, but I�m still pretty bad.�

�Yeah, in bed.� Yami
stood, leaving the cafeteria.

Bakura just stared wide
eyed, jaw hanging. He never knew Yami had the balls to say something like that.
But it�s the last time he ever gets the last word in. What a bitch. And I
know just how to get justice. Bakura chuckled to himself as he finished off
his apple.

~ * ~

End Chapter I.

I promise it will get
better as the story moves along. Please review, thank you.

~*Peace*~

^^ Auska.
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