Yugi twisted around in his seat the moment that Yami took the spot next to him. His eyes were bright, burning into his face, and his lips were pulled into a wide smile of excitement. But it did nothing to make Yami do more than glance at him lazily before sitting down and ignoring him altogether.

"Yami..."

He glanced at him from the corner of his eye but didn't turn his head. The smaller teen deflated immediately, flustered as he looked at him unhappily. What was it that he had done exactly? It wasn't like he had accidentally pulled on his penis again today. That would have just been rude. Especially when it was already beginning to invert itself to become a...girly part. What were those called again?

He furrowed his brows and grabbed his cup of coffee, sipping it thoughtfully. What were those things called? He had forgotten a while ago, mostly because they didn't interest him, but also because they never came up in conversation. No one spoke about those things.

...No one even spoke about Excalibur without blushing either. And there wasn't much to blush over anymore. He was becoming small and inverted and Yami was becoming a girl soon. Did that mean he would have to let Yami sit in his lap from now on? Wasn't that how relationships went? The girl sat in the guy's lap?

Yugi felt his eyes grow wide and his head slowly turn towards his boyfriend as the other ignored him completely. Oh gods, did that mean he had been the girl before? Was it possible he was a girl and then he and Yami were swapping genders now? Was that...?

He blinked slowly and then looked down. The movement was so fast that it made Yami turn his head in confusion. He stared down at his crotch for a moment, chewing his lip slowly. Was it possible? Was he still down there or was he gone? Or was he bigger?

Yugi blinked several times and then found his eyes narrowing, his brows furrowing, as he reached downwards. Beside him his boyfriend had gone completely still, eyes nearly popping out of his head in confusion and growing horror. And then, despite whatever he had done to piss him off before, his eyes lit up with excitement and he shifted in his seat, moving a little closer to him. The smaller teen barely noticed this, however, instead pulling his pants away from his hips by the waistband and sticking his hand down.

Yami leaned closer some, eyes nearly bugging out of his head, excitement making him breathe harder. If this was how Yugi reacted when he ignored him, he was definitely going to have to try that more often. If he was really about to—

Wait...this was Yugi he was thinking about...right?

He squinted at himself, lips pulling slightly downwards. Yugi wasn't someone to be that crazy in the middle of class, especially over a fight. Especially when just the day before he had gone off on Bakura for his comment about them breaking up. Pleasuring himself in class because Yami was ignoring him made no sense in light of that.

He almost sat back with a huff, but he couldn't help the small bit of excitement that remained in his gut. By the gods, Yugi actually had stuck his hand down his pants. The very idea was so shocking that he wanted to laugh out loud but scaring Yugi seemed like it would be counterproductive to what he wanted to happen here.

The moment passed almost immediately, however. He blinked and Yugi had suddenly withdrawn his hand. For a moment he felt his shoulders sag as the smaller boy settled back in his seat again. But he turned to him suddenly, blue-violet eyes extremely serious, and Yami felt a foreboding dread licking at his insides. Oh no...

"I was just making sure I'm still a guy."

His eye twitched and he barely bit back a snarl of frustration before turning away angrily. His jaw clenched and his eyes narrowed into slits. He wanted to jump up and take a seat across the room, annoyed out of his mind, but instead forced himself to remain somewhat calm.

Oh, one of these days he was going to get Yugi back. Of course, that was preferably when they were in bed together so long that the other boy couldn't stand properly anymore, but if that day never came, improvising was always just as good.

Oh yes, he was going to make Yugi suffer for this crap.

First he insulted Excalibur and now he was calling him a bitch?

Not on his watch!

He'd get him tenfold. He'd have to plan for it, but he definitely would. He would have Yugi eating out of the palm of his hand in an attempt to make everything okay again. He'd put him back in his place and...

Yami snorted at himself. Oh please. Who was he even trying to kid right about now? He'd get him back, but where was the fun in putting him at the bottom layer of the pyramid? He belonged up there at the top, with him, even if he pissed him off pretty badly at the moment.

Oh well...

Twenty minutes into the period and Yami wanted to sob with despair. No one was answering any of the questions right and Chono was beginning to lose her head over it. Everyone was trying to hide away from her mounting anger and so no one would answer any questions. She kept giving him a harsh look like she was about to ask him immediately what it was that he was going to say and the very thought made him sick as they looked at one another. Dear gods, no, he didn't want to answer anything she was asking.

He had failed with a negative sign. Was that not enough humiliation to last him the rest of the school year?

"Do you even know basic math? Do you know addition? Do you know two plus two? Bakura, what's two plus two?" she screamed loudly, her voice rising to such a hideous screech that Yugi actually paused in the middle of swallowing a mouthful of coffee and gaped at her. The liquid burned its way down his chin, making him stop short, and his eyes flickered towards his boyfriend as he reached over to begin wiping at his face. Yami still did not peer at him for the most part, though his eyes remained closely on his cousin. His rubbing was gentle enough that it was almost gossamer, and Yugi thought for a moment it was because he was so distracted. Suddenly, the red-eyed teen leaned to the side, whispering softly into the other boy's ear.

The brown-eyed teen's gaze grew wide and he blinked curiously at the teacher. "Seven!" he answered determinedly, repeating his cousin's whispered answer and nearly growing still with horror. The other boy was on the floor in seconds, crying from laughing so hard, and he bunched up around the leg of his table, shaking and blubbering with his guffaws. Other students burst into laughter with him and Bakura shot Yami a furious look. He would be the one to take advantage of a sleeping person like that for his own entertainment. Fucking asshole...

Chono's entire face took on a furious scowl and a ruler slammed into the metal of her desk as she demanded the laughing class's attention once more. "Jesus fucking Christ! Youidiots!" she snarled furiously. "This is why you all are going to fail this class again and I'll have to watch you struggle harder while you fail with your lives after all of this."

They all rearranged themselves to sit up again, straight and pristine as they should have been before. Yami took his seat again, biting his lip to keep from laughing and rubbing at his eyes to keep away more tears. Bakura being the one humiliated was definitely always worth it. And now he had gotten him back somewhat for making fun of his inability to grade decently on his math test. He still had plans for that though, for more.

The class settled back into silence as Chono began to speak slowly, as if they were all toddlers, enunciating and glaring at them furiously. Her eyes kept falling on him and he had the impulse to duck his head and hide under the table each time. He thought he could see the mockery growing there, that he had infected the others with his own stupidity as the only student she had ever had to get a negative score on a test.

Why couldn't she glare at Bakura and Malik? They were over there throwing paper balls at each other, after all. They were both wide awake now and tossing them across the room at each other. Other people were getting hit too—one of them had even complained about their eye nearly being taken out so why was she even paying attention him? She needed to get her priorities straight.

Just like his—first he would somehow find it in himself to forgive Yugi, then he would get him off coffee, then he would figure out a way to find out what pie flavor it was he had pledged himself to, and then he would fuck him. Yes...yes, that was the plan.

Screw school and everything else—

"Boys have penises, girls have vaginas!"

Yami jerked his arm so roughly that the table shook. The math book in front of him went flying forward and straight into the back of Espa's head. The religious boy screamed out loud and Yugi nodded to himself proudly. Everyone in the class had grown deathly quiet, gaping at each other and staring in confusion.

Weevil and Rex were frozen, staring at them with shocked expressions. Bakura and Malik both missed their mark at throwing paper balls at each other and instead clenched them tightly, staring stupidly. Chono was so startled that she could only blink and furrow her brows several times.

No one laughed, so stunned by the outburst, and the silence began to grow deafening.

"Okay, there, Kindergarten Cop, do you need to leave the room?" Chono drawled after a moment, shaking her head at him in mystification.

"It's true though! Guys have penises and girls have—"

"I am amazed at how well you have retained information that will have no impact whatsoever on your life," the teacher snapped, cutting him off and scowling now.

"No impact?" Bakura scoffed. "He has a penis—"

"That's up for debate," Weevil snorted quietly.

"Listen here, you little bitch," Yami snarled, spinning on him violently so that he jumped and nearly fell from his chair. "No one needs your life story, understand?"

"Shots are being fired," Malik snickered, grinning widely.

"I can't believe I might have to explain that comment," Chono hissed in amazement, reaching up to rub at her temples with a loud sigh of frustration. "Let's get back to the test, shall we—?"

"Don't be upset just because you got confused by a girl—"

Yami lunged at him and his chair hit the ground while Weevil screamed and made a break for the back of the room. The red-eyed teen sneered at him silently for a moment and then furrowed his brows in confusion as a hand tugged on his jacket sleeve. When he looked over, Yugi was staring at him with wide eyes, appearing both confused and concerned.

"I was right, right? Boys have penises and girls have vaginas? That was...I was right, right?" the smaller teen asked in a low voice, blinking up at him in confusion and frowning faintly. Yami found himself almost mystified by the very fact that he was not asking him if that meant that he had one now. The relief of such a dodge came immediately afterwards, however, and he hesitated for a moment. Nodding might make him say something stupid and completely change the entire situation around and then everyone would know his humiliation. And that was not something that he would allow to happen.

Abruptly he turned away from his smaller boyfriend, immediately locking eyes on Weevil again. "Say one more word, Weevil, and I will show you exactly how I exterminate bugs at my house," he snarled softly.

The fourteen-year-old grew pale and the red-eyed teen smirked as he saw his throat bob with a heavy gulp. His face twisted, brows furrowing, lips curling back, and his nose wrinkled as he sneered at him noiselessly in response. The feeling of victory that swept over him at his speechless state was quickly wiped away, so suddenly it made his stomach drop completely.

"Oh, I know this one!" Yugi exclaimed excitedly next to him, voice full of enthusiasm so pure it made his spine tingle faintly in abrupt horror. Oh gods, the taller teen was going to have to brace himself for another wave of shame and humiliation, no doubt. "First you befriend the bug. You pet it on the head several times and don't realize it's a bug. So you're totally intopetting the bug. Almost like it's a small animal...like a little dog. A cute, adorable, little dog. Except it's not. Because it's ugly and hideous and gross."

Yami blinked several times, frowning as he mumbled, "Uh..."

"No, hush!" the smaller boy snarled at him, glaring furiously at him and making him freeze in place. If only he could make him look at him with such emotion for an entirely different reason. "I'm telling this story!"

Yami decided to ignore the way his heart began to sink at the very thought of this story being told. He did not know exactly where Yugi was going, but it almost made him sound like a sadistic animal killer. So, staring at the smaller teen and feeling somewhat sick to his stomach, he pursed his lips, feeling his mouth fall into a flat and tight line of mounting annoyance and frustration.

"Then, you look over, see what it is, and scream. Because it's a bug." He paused, drawing in a deep and dramatic breath before lowering his voice somewhat as if he were telling a scary story. "But especially because it's an ugly bug. A hideous bug. Like so hideous you want to burn it with fire."

His boyfriend could not understand the emphasis on the use of the last two words. What the hell else would he burn a bug with? It wasn't like you cold burn them with water. He nearly snorted but found himself instead growing numb inside, horrified as he recalled where this story was going.

Oh dear Ra...

Yugi was nodding now, a raw and powerful determination making his eyes bright and focused as he looked at the taller boy. "And you scream harder! Until your sister comes down the stairs and kills it."

He groaned pathetically as laughter burst out of his classmates, and his right hand came up to cover his entire face as he let the noise grow louder as it expelled from his lungs. Whywere the gods so fucking cruel to him? He was a nice person—for the most part. Didn't he at least try to do a good deed every day? Just one? Past one would make him a saint and you couldn't be sexually deviant if you were a saint...

A hand grasped at his sleeve again, pulling on the coffee stained fabric, and he peeked at him from between his fingers, eyes mere slits of bright red. His expression was so concerned that any other moment, had the circumstances been different, he might have found it heartwarming. Now, however, at this moment, he wanted nothing more than to scream.

"What? Did I miss something?"

Yami shook his head miserably at the innocent tone in the other's voice. The laughter seemed to be growing louder. He could barely hear his own thoughts beneath all of their guffawing. His heart slowed down. He wished he would die. The floor needed to open up and—

"You have to have your sister go in and kill bugs for you?"

"Well, in his defense, it was a cock—"

"You would think that would be the one you would love the most, Yam Semen," Weevil sneered, cutting Yugi off and making him frown in annoyance at the very idea of being interrupted. "Considering that's what you want in life, right? Cock?"

Yami shook with the anger that swam through him. His body heated to the point that he thought he might catch on fire. A cold and violent ice swirled through his bones. He spun around, eyes blazing, and snarled, "Weevil, you little chuckle fuck, I'm going to take your cum-guzzling thunder-cunt ass and show you why jizz-inhaling gerbil-fuckers like you don't make it far in life. When I get my hands on your gutter-slut, yeast-infected cum bubble, they'll be wondering where your goddamned cock sucking motherfucking piece of shit, son of a bitch bastard body is! You incestuous kin-slaying oath-breaking hermaphrodite! I'll rip your spine out, you stupid fucking colonoscopy bag! I'll shove your eyeballs down your throat, you sucker at the teat of a syphilitic camel! You motherfucking fuck-cake, I'll string you up by those nonexistent balls between your legs and use you like the little blood stain you are! I'll use your intestines as a jump rope and sell your liver to Hannibal fucking Lecter, you dog-nasty cross-eyed scum-fucked bark-weasel!"

"A fuck-cake?" Yugi whispered slowly, awed, turning his head and looking at him. "That sounds...delicious."

Yami halted for all of a second, glancing at him sideways and swallowing back a small bit of laughter that threatened to bubble up before immediately leaping forward into his onslaught once more. Weevil was gaping at him, his eyes almost thrice the size of his massive glasses, and he was waiting for that moment to fully annihilate him.

"You fuck-knuckling, ass-maggot, dog-fucking little shit stain of a worthless bug! You goddamn ed hemorrhage in my asshole, I'll bleed you out and decorate my walls with it! You big fuck bruise, I bet your mother regrets not swallowing you that day! You fuck-noodle, twenty-four-inch-double-dong—"

Weevil blinked. Yami lunged.

Yugi blinked slowly and stared in confusion. Bakura grew rigid in his seat, first from the shock and then with excitement. Malik had already stuffed a fist into his mouth, crying from laughing so hard. Espa was praying under his breath now that Yami was no longer talking, the movement making him remember how to speak. Rex was out of his seat and across the room to avoid the attack.

Chono screamed for Yami to stop it as the older boy threw Weevil to the ground. The fourteen-year-old was screaming now. The red-eyed teen had his hands wrapped around his throat. He was still seething, but now he was shaking with laughter as well. Weevil was struggling but failing to move him. He kept hitting his rib in a desperate attempt to shake him. Yami wouldn't release, snarling as he lowered his face closer to his.

"Got something to say now, you little bitch? Want to repeat that? Can't breathe, can you, you little shit?"

He opened his mouth to say something further but ended up yelping. Fake fingernails had dug their way through his uniform and pinched his skin violently. He whimpered at the assault, releasing him, and was jerked to his feet immediately. Weevil sputtered and gaped, crying out several times around wheezing, and Yami kicked but missed. The rest of the class was frozen, horrified by the display...

Until someone whispered, "Sucker at the teat of a syphilitic camel" and everyone burst into laughter. Someone fell out of their seats, sobbing, and Yami breathed in roughly as he struggled in Chono's grip, whining pitifully at the feeling of her claws in his skin. He flailed but she held him fast, not the least bit deterred by the laughter around them. He finally fell still, glancing only once towards his smaller boyfriend who was on his feet and staring with a slightly horrified expression.

"Oh my gods," Yugi whispered quietly, blinking before turning to face him more fully. "Why would you curse a camel with syphilis, Yami?!"

"That's the thing he worries about the most," Chono hissed quietly, reaching up to pinch the bridge of her nose while Yami gave his boyfriend a somewhat furious look. "Of all the things you say, that's what he really notices."

"He's an animal lover, what can I say?" he snapped snidely in response, glowering at the smaller boy who was shaking his head with a disappointed expression. Apparently that was really the only thing he loved because he sure didn't seem to care for the distress he was causing him. "Can you let me go already?"

"Once I shove you out the door, maybe," she spat, green eyes blazing as they locked on his. He wrinkled his nose and sneered at her, but didn't bother to speak again, instead flinching violently when she sank her nails in a little deeper.

"Let go!" he whined loudly, squirming again before snarling in anger. "I'll fucking sue you if you leave marks, bitch!"

"You'll sue me? And what about your academic career when I report you to the police for trying to strangle a fellow student?"

"Yeah!" Weevil burst out, laughing at him snidely. Yami bucked at him and he flinched violently, though he remained quiet only for a second. "You're fucked!"

"Oh, shut up, you sniveling worm," Chono snapped, rolling her eyes before shoving Yami away from her a step. The teenager stumbled but somehow managed to keep his footing, eyes wide in surprise. He turned back, pursing his lips, and watched her as she glared at the other boy. "You aren't even that hurt. He didn't even squeeze enough to bruise. There's no proof. And who the hell is going to believe you anyways? The last time you didn't like someone you tried to get them framed for peeing on the principal's car. Newsflash, if you're going to do that, you should try not going about it in broad daylight. For fuck's sake, teenagers these days."

"You...peed on the principal's car?" Yami asked, horrified as he looked at the smaller teen who blushed furiously and opened his mouth to refute the statement. He held up a palm, shaking his head slowly. "That's just...extremely low class. I'm...almost ashamed I tried to strangle you when you're that fucking low."

"Okay, that's enough. Get out of my classroom," Chono growled, snapping a finger at him and pointing towards the door.

"With pleasure," he spat in annoyance, turning and snatching his books before heading straight for the exit. He was halfway there when he heard someone humming and glanced over his shoulder, stunned out of his mind at the sight that greeted him there. Yugi was happily skipping behind him, bag on his shoulder and coffee cup in his hand. He looked like the picture of happiness, oblivious and beautiful, and Yami wanted nothing more than both to kiss him and maybe dunk his head under cold water.

Ugh, being mad at a boyfriend was a lot harder than he thought it would be...

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