Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Fallen Angel ❯ Competition ( Chapter 15 )

Hey Everyone!!! I got a new computer for Christmas, so I don't have a demented computer anymore. I'm so excited~ This is the 15th chapter. Usually I write sucky one shots, so I don't feel that bad. I think this is probably some of the best I've written yet. I decided to go by months with this thing. It's a really smart idea. If it's not, the date/month shoud be in the first few paragraphs.

Disclaimer~Everyone realizes that I will never own Yugioh, so why bother?

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August

For the most part, since that incident, everything had been going smoothly with the three of them, no one spoke of the incident, despite the fact that they all knew what had happened. Tea kept her mouth shut about everything, and even Kaiba noticed that she seemed distant. So he decided to stay home from work one day and spy, via the camera system that was right before the servant's quarters. Roland knew that he wanted to see the girl's activities, so they played it up good that Kaiba had left. It was so good that Tea and Mokuba believed it.

At nine thirty, about five cars pulled up to the mansion, and Tea waited for those riding in those cars to enter. Mokuba sat on the couch, just hanging out. She was wearing those irradically short shorts with her midriff showing, but the shirt began at her belly button, seeing as Mokuba was watching. Every other girl was dressed the same way, black shorts, white shirt. Kaiba was interested in this. This probably her dance team. No wonder she brings them together here. I have the biggest livingroom in the country.

"Alright girls, are you ready for the tournament on the eighteenth? It's supposed to be intense. It'll get us ready for homecoming, though. We can show those cheerleaders what it's like to work." Kaiba, sitting in his oversized computer chair, laughed. It was only a little while ago that everyone called her a cheerleader.

"We're gonna bring home the gold!" A few of the girls shouted.

"Where is this tournament?"

"Brooklyn."

"Will we get sweatshirts?"

"Yeah. Don't worry. We'll get them by the fifteenth. So they'll be here for the tourny." Tea grabbed her CD, and handed it to Mokuba. "Get us started, bro." He nodded and did as told.

All the girls got in the same position, getting ready to do "Lose My Breath." Kaiba was really getting into this. He hadn't even picked up the laptop to even start on a program. Those girls, all fifteen of them were not bad to look at, especially Tea, Kaiba added. Then they began dancing. Tea didn't though. She and about four girls behind her were the last ones to start. That was how it was though. Then the other girls stopped and they started. Towards the bridge, they all ended up in lines, but Tea and two others were front and middle. It was amazing. Kaiba noted that Tea was most definetly the leader of the group. You could tell by the way she danced. She held herself with pride and then still busted out the sexiest moves that Kaiba'd ever seen.

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~The day of the tournament~

Tea called Mokuba into his room. He came flying as fast as he could.

"What do you need Tea?" The boy asked.

"I got the hoodies! Come look at them." Mokuba took notice of the personalized hoodie with each girl's name. She had hers on the bed, and the sleeve said coach.

"Their awesome, Tea." Mokuba said sincerely.

"I got you one too, you know."

"Really?"

"Our team needs a manager. We decided over the internet that you were the best choice, so here you go." Tea pulled out a black hoodie, with a falcon on it, and a sleeve that read manager.

"Thanks Tea, I love you so much!"

"I love you too, kid."

"Wow, do I feel unloved." Kaiba said, leaning on the door.

"Seto, would you like to wear a dance team sweatshirt?" Tea asked in a little baby voice.

"No."

"Neither would I, " Tea said, "It's almost ninety degrees. That's why I haven't gotten rid of these suckers yet." She paused. "You two have to get out now. I have to get ready for the tournament."

"Alright," Mokuba said, leaving the room. Kaiba, however, stayed.

"Are you nervous?" He asked her.

"No." Right now, Tea had on a tank top and a pair of short shorts."Do you want me to be?" She asked him.

"I was just curious."

"I guess so." Tea looked him in the eye. "Turn around." She said, gently, but with emphasis that he should.

"And if I should choose not to?" He asked.

"Suit yourself." Tea pulled off her shirt. Revealing her bra. "I do have to get ready. We've got to leave in half an hour." Kaiba stared. "You're a loser. You wanted me to do that, didn't you?"

"....huh? What?" Kaiba said lazily.

"GET OUT!" Tea yelled at him, getting him out of his little transe. He muttered something incoherent, and exited the room. Now, to get ready.

Tea showered quickly, putting her hair in a ponytail. It was longer now, as she'd left the back of her hair grow. It now fell to her shoulders. She then walked into her closet. The girls had the money from miscellaneous fundraising to wear a different outfit. These tournaments gave them the options as far as uniforms. So, Tea had a pair of shorts, that were low like a bakini, and ended on the top of her thigh.(think boyshort underwear) They were white, making her skin look rich in it's bronze, exotic color. There was a chain that went from one hip to the other on the front of them. Her top consisted of a triangle bakini top,white as well. This brought out the toned curves of her body. The girls had decided to wear high heeled sandals, however they'd dance in bare feet, and five silver bangles accomodated her left ankle. Both her fingernails and toenails were unpainted, but both were manacured. How she loved the fact that her parents were richer than she thought. Quickly, she pulled a short white silk robe out of her closet and walked out the door, matching purse in hand.

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"Seto, you better be driving us." Mokuba said, slightly worried, remembering the last time the three of them were going out somewhere. They never did reschedule that ball.......

"I am, don't worry. But I can't stay. I have some things to attend to."

"I just appreciate the fact that he's driving."

"Tea, you're wearing pijamas?" Mokuba asked innocently.

"Maybe I should bring Mokuba with me." Seto said, looking at the shortness of the outfit.

"Chill, all of you. Mokuba, my outfit's underneath. Seto, he watches us every day. It isn't a big deal. Now let's go before we're late."

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When they arrived, Mokuba bounced out of the black cobra, meeting up with the girls, who were all in robes as well. The author would like to mention that, due to the heat, every window was open. Before Tea even went to open the door, Seto had, to the girls' enjoyment, gotten out of the car. They'd never seen him with her, and some were still suspicious that he even lived with her. But he got out and opened her door for her.He then offered her his hand and helped her out. Surprisingly, yet again(anyone getting tired here?), he kissed her on the cheek and whispered a "You'll be great," into her ear. He then ruffled Mokuba's hair and stated that he'd be back in a few hours, in a monotone that clearly had to do with the awwws that came from her team mates. He got into his car and drove away, leaving Mokuba a single wink.

She turned to face the girls. They all gave her the same look. Even Mokuba had a smirk on his face. Tea's hands dropped to her hips. "What?" She questioned.

They began to walk inside. One girl, Layna turned to Tea with a knowing look. "Sweetie, do you ever think of the possibility?"

"What do you mean?"

"He's got it for you," Another girl, Chloe said. "bad."

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Kaiba wasn't good at the whole social thing. He swore that he got two recessive "social skill" genes from each parent. He drove back to the mansion as quickly as possible. Mokuba said he'd call him as soon as he found out the order of teams. They had to go through the whole junior varsity division first, so he had about two hours. That left him with about an hour and a half to do things right. He usually didn't get nervous, but as all of the readers may notice, this wasn't any subject. This was Tea. And this was definetly an if-y subject.

Quickly enlisting the help of every maid, servant, or as we have no category for him, Roland, Kaiba quickly set to work. Kaiba, however did have quite a colorful list of vocabulary. Every word was used.

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Mokuba had made the phone call. They were the second last team. And they were all ready. Mokuba gave Tea a smile. She motioned for him to sit next to her. He did. He gulped inwardly and decided to ask a question.

"Tea, do you like Seto?"

Every girl in the place turned around. First of all, every other team was practically flipping out. Cute little Mokuba Kaiba was sitting there, with another team. All of those crazy girls weren't normal. They were fangirls. Obsessive fan girls. The girls from Tea's team knew that they were all thinking one thing. If Mokuba was here, Seto wouldn't be far. And all of those girls heard the phone call. He'd already left. Tea was the only indifferent one.

"Tea, answer me, please." Mokuba said, his eyes widening into a pout.

"If I tell you, you won't do anything crazy right?"

"Right." They were sitting backstage, and chitter chatter from all the obsessive girls was covering Tea's answer from the rest of the girls.

"Yes I do." Mokuba tried his best to contain his enthusiasm. He never tried to be a matchmaker before. It was about time he did.

Fifteen minutes later, Tea and her girls were given a five minute warning. They'd disposed of their shoes. And their robes. Mokuba didn't stare, he'd known about this outfit before. He figured that he'd better go find Seto so he could shut his mouth when it hit the floor. He gave Tea a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek before he left.

He rushed to find his brother, who was waiting patiently by the entrance to behind the stage. Mokuba noticed the single red rose in his hand. Quickly, they came backstage and just missed the girls. Luckily, they had a perfect view. Kaiba looked at the crowd before the girls. The music started. Kaiba caught a look at Tea, and his heart immediatly flew up to his thoat. Mokuba pulled on his brother's shirt, and as he leaned down, the raven haired boy whispered something.

"You can breathe now."

Kaiba got one breath in.

Then Tea started dancing.

He couldn't speak, he couldn't move.

He hated how vulnerable he was.

He hated that she got to him.

The worst thing was~

He hated she had no idea.

Tea had finished the routine, giving the crowd something to cheer for. The girls bowed slightly, smiled, and proceded off the stage. They'd been a hit. And if they placed in this, it was on to a tournament in Indiana. All the girls' faces were flushed, and as they passed, they flashed Kaiba a smile. He figured that they weren't afraid of him, seeing as they were at his house almost everyday. Tea was the last one to come off the stage. Kaiba put both hands over her eyes and held her, whispering a "Guess who," in her ear.

"You came? I thought you said--"

"I say a lot of things. But you, you were great." He handed her the rose.

"Thanks." Both Seto and Tea had blushes on her face. Every girl on her team was murmuring things, generally 'awww, look at how cute they are together,' related.

Half an hour later, the girls were all standing backstage, praying for their team to be called.

Third runner up~not them.

Second runner up~not them again.

First runner up~not their lucky day.

Tea figured it was hopeless. She felt something on her neck. He was holding both her shaking hands, and they were so close, she could feel him breathing, and his heart beat. "You shouldn't give up. Weren't you always the one to tell the entire world that, even if they weren't listening, or didn't care?"

"You're right." Tea suddenly felt a lot of confidence.

The winners were announced. No one said a single word.

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What'd ya think? I decided to leave an evil cliffhanger, however, you know with the angst in this story, the reader may be advised to think that they won. Leave me a review and tell me what you think will happen or give me a sugguestion. Four reviews for fifteen chapters(**throws confetti**) is pretty crappy. Anyone care to change that?

Rain51 12/27/04