Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Flood ❯ At the Begining... ( Prologue )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Arcadia Silver 
Coming home, Anzu finds things are the same, and different.
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.26.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.1K | Visits: 2.4K | Status: Completed
Coming home, Anzu finds things are the same, and different.
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.26.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.1K | Visits: 2.4K | Status: Completed
AN: Okays folks! I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!! This is a lemon, strong content here! Mature readers only!
The train pulled into Domino Trans-Island Train Station, steam billowing from the stack as the wheels ground to a halt. The conductor hopped out and placed the little ladder near the steps and called out in usual fashion.
"First stop, Domino City!! All destined for Domino City, please exit! All aboard for Tokyo!" People milled out from the narrow doors, bags in hand, heading for the baggage department, or to their waiting family or friends. The last to exit the train was a tall, slender girl. She had a satchel slung over one shoulder, another suitcase in her other hand. Walking down the steps to the tiny stoll laid down by the conductor, she looked around in the milling crowd of people, looking for a familar face.
She straightened her Ha'an University tee-shirt, and smoothed her jeans, both wrinkled from the five-hour train ride across the country. Her eyes looked weary, but her face was smiling none the less. After two and a half years studying her butt off, she was finally home to Domino City. She reached up and touched her braided hair, slicking it back a bit. Her hair had grown long in time, she had never had the opprotunity to get a decent cut, nor the money to do so. Tution, school books, and basic living off the budget of a waitress in Nickle-And-Dime dive rarely gave you such luxuries.
She collected her remaining items from the baggage claim and walked to the front of the station. Her face became more crestfallen as she came nearer.
"Yugi, Yami, Joey, Tristan, they all promised to meet me at the station." she recalled as she passed through the revolving doors to the outside. "Where are they??" she mused. The streets were crowded and bustling, not unlike the city she had left 1,200 miles away at college. Things were bumper-to-bumper, but moving. "I might as well catch a cab, I don't see them anywhere." she resolved. She walked to the corner and lifted her hand and began to hail a cab before two arms wrapped around her waist.
"Now where's a beautiful girl like you going in a taxi cab? A lady like you deserves a royal carriage!" Tea turned and stared at the lanky, yet strong frame of Joey behind her. She placed her hands on her hips and smiled.
"I agree, so where's this royal carriage?" she asked indigantly. Jeoy laughed and lead her around to the side where the parking lot was. After a few rows of cars passed, he stopped and and waved his hand in a gesture of pride.
"Milady, your royal carriage!" Tea's eye lit up in delight. She jumped up and down and gave Joey a gigantic hug.
"I don't believe it Joey! You finally got the old cadillac running?" she cried in amazement. Her eye trailed along the cherry red 1957 Cadillac convertable. Joey's father had bought it from a antique dealer for little to nothing. He and his father then spent the next few years gradually reassembling the classic. When she had left, the car was still on cement blocks, rusted, and falling apart. Now...now it was fit for the show room!!
Joey patted the hood happily. "Yeah,sure did. Even got the inside re-upholstered!" He positively beamed, this car seemed to be his pride and joy.
"Can't ya tell?" Tristen called from shot-gun. He stuck his forearm casually out the window, since the hood was down. "Man, Tea, you've changed!" he cried. Tea fingered her waist-lenght plait with a touch of nervousness.
"Heh, never had the time to get it cut, so I let it grow out." she replied simply. Tristan nodded his approval and twisted to look in the back seat.
"Hey Yugi, Yami, get a load of the flower child!" he teased. Tea let her gaze slide to the back seat and her were meet with a surprize. Both Yami and Yugi were sitting side by side. Both were a nearly identical pair, easily mistaken for twin brothers. A set of heads crowned by the nearly identical vivid black, gold, and purple-red spikes. Of course the standard difference of Yami's gold streaks and slightly more pointed bangs was still there.
Yami and Yugi were still seperated from the other by the shape of their eyes, Yugi's round and innocent, Yami narrow and somber. Their attitudes, which both wore on their sleeves, as to speak, were still the same, but now slightly enhanced by choice of dress. Yami had seemingly stuck with the wardrobe adopted in the Battle-Ship tournament. Black leather with the occasional buckle or chain. Totally bad-boy, coupled with a boding air of mystery.Very alluring.
Yugi, on the other side, was in beige khakis and a baggy yellow shirt. The shirt, of all things, was of the now-popular Abercrombie and Fitch clothing line. Tea had to chuckle a bit, Yugi looked like a "prep". She wasn't sure of the exact meaning of it, she was just borrowing the term from one of her dorm mates from America. She seemed to treat it like a derogitory slur, but the basic desciption was Yugi. Trendy and casual. But in truth, she could see Yugi was the same as he had always been, sweet, innocent, but now, not so naive.
Joey popped the trunk open and took Tea's bags and put them inside. Slamming the top shut, Tea nearly pole vaulted into the back seat, between Yami and Yugi. She took adavantage of the generous leg room to lean out and stretch her cramped legs. "Man, oh man." She sighed. "It's so good to be home!" Yugi leaned over and gave her a quick hug.
"We're glad to have you home!" he cried. Joey slipped into the driver's seat and looked back.
"Yeah, the gangs all togetha' now." his Brooklyn-ish accent cutting off some of the endings. Tristen just nodded and told Joey to drive. Yami reached over after Yugi had let her ribcage go, and put a hand on her arm. She turned to him, and he simply nodded, his cocky, but not arrogant smile in place. Joey lead the car out of the parking lot, and into mainstream traffic.
"So guys," she ventured. "How's college been going with you guys?" Tristen looked back and grinned happily. Tristan was going to a local community college for four years to get a degree in automechanics.
"Wonderful, I'll be getting out of there sooner than I thought. I've been taking some night classes as well as day ones. I've cut my time down by a few months already!" Tea grinned in congradulations. Joey gave Tristan a side-long glance before aloofly muttering something to him. Tristen turned red at the ears, and gulped.
"Well...I'm still taking care of Gramp's store." Yugi came in. "Since he's gotten ill, I've had to step up more and help out. I can run the Turtle without his help, but it's his pride and joy as well as life's work. He still insists on coming in. But at least now, I know that I want to run the shop prementally after he retires." Yugi grinned widely. Tea somehow knew he would end up runing the game shop after Grampa Mutoh decided to hang up his card-deck. She turned to Yami, expecting him to contribute.
Yami gave her a sly glance, and sighed lustily, conceding to the fact that he would have to talk. "I'm still in Duel Monsters Tournaments. The prize money is enough for me to...." he cut himself off quickly.
"And??" Tea asked, sensing that there was something more than he was letting on. Yugi leaned over and looked at him, a silent glare in his eyes. Yami remained silent.
"Yami is also attending college too, on the side." Yugi supplied. "He's studying computer programming." Tea looked at Yami, who had taken a sudden, passionate interest of the sprigs of grass growing on the parrallel sidewalk. Was he embaressed?
"That's great!" Tea cheered. "Seems you have found something for you to throw yourself into instead of DM." she appraised. Yami, despite himself, gave a soft, slightly mellowed grin to her.
"I blame Kaiba, personally." Tristen picked up. "Since Kaiba invented the Duel Data Disk system, he's had something to lord over Yami for. And we all know Yami won't have that!" he teased. The car sat silent for a tense moment before everyone, sans Yami, began to chuckle, then burst into complete pleas of laughter.
A bit of explaination is due. Kaiba, ever since he had concocked the Duel Disk system that he had toted to Duelist Kingdom so many years ago, he had had the scheme in his head to take the holographic technology, and make something that could be sold off as a portable battle system, a new break from the standard cardboard lay-outs of old. After some years of pain-staking processes, the Duel Data Disk Home Holographic Duel Monsters Battle System was released to the public. Called DDD for short. The system was a mind-blowing sucess. Stores couldn't keep them in stock, and KaibaCorp stocks skyrocketed as a result. Kaiba, as result, became even more arrogant than before. The once "friendly" competition between the two Duelist titans became strained.
Tea collected her thoughts before she told her part. "Well, I'm a third year theatrical arts student at Ha'an U. Things have been okay, study days and nights, work afternoons, sleep--never." she chortled. "Otherwise, things have been okay. I also landed the lead role in the Spring Drama Production." she paused, knowing what would be next.
"You......mean....the Ha'an University's yearly Spring Drama Production. The one people fly over from New York to see, your in it?" Joey looked around while they were at the stoplight. Tea nodded, reached into her satchel, and pulled out a green flyer.
"We're doing Rent." she replied. "I'm Mimi!!" Everyone just looked at her, unblinking.
` "Uhh...that's nice Tea.." Joey sighed, turning onto another street.
The unpacking at Tristan's family's mountain lodge wasn't the problem, it was FINDING the lodge. Hidden off three different dirt roads, and off the beaten path, coupled with Joey's macho ego that seemed to believe that stopping for directions was a capital offense....she wished she had her Motrin. Finally Tea convinced him to stop, under the pretext that she would gouge the new leather upholstery with her nail file if he didn't.
Currently, they had split into different rooms, Joey and Tristan in one, Yami and Yugi in another, and tea lucked out with a room to herself. The lodge was modern and plush, they really lacked for nothing, heat and air, food, lights, even a large pool on the deck filled too. Each room had a corner view, with senic glances at trees, moutains, and far, distant lakes. Everything put away in order, they filled into the den and pilled on the couches.
"Three weeks!!" Yugi exclaimed. He bounced on the couch. "Three weeks in this place, how did you convince your parents to let us have this place Tristen?"
"Heh, easy actually. I presented them with the scenario of us using the lodge for the break, they of course freaked and said no. I then gave them the much worse scenario of all of us staying in my house for the break. Faced with such strong evidence, and of course their incredable abundance of trust in me, they literally packed my suitcase for me." Tea rolled her eyes, and leaned back. By whatever means it happened, this little sabatical from school and her studies was welcomed.
They talked, laughed, reminised. They also found the store of DVD's and the player on the big-screen TV. Tristan's parents obviously had more money than they let on. They played through some movies before Yami noticed something out of place.
:"Where's Joey?" he asked. They looked around, then heard a thundering splash from the patio. They rushed out, expecting a racoon, but instead they found Joey in his trunks, backstroking. Yugi blinked.
"When did you sneak out?" he asked. Joey treaded in the middle and gave them an odd look.
"I told yas I was going to take a dip in da pool, but you were so caught up in da movie, you musta never heard me." he reasoned before setting off on the backstroke again. Everyone looked at him for a few seconds before Tristen announced.
"Last one in is a rotten egg!!" There was a thunder of footsteps that left Joey alone on the patio in a matter of seconds. Less than ten minuets later, the guys came stomping down, in trunks, and dove in. Yugi was the first to hit the surface after the collective cannonball.
"Looks like Tea's the rotten egg!!" he laughed. The guys laughed a little, and looked up to see Tea's window still lit up. They treaded as they lifted their voices up and cat-called Tea. Yami just floated a bit, choosing not to be apart of the shared wrath that was sure to follow when Tea came down. The cat-calls persisted, and finally they gave up.
"Man, what type of suit is she wearing? A suit of armor?" Joey asked. He was rewarded with the answer of an inflateable ball being launched at his head. Everyone turned to see Tea standing on her edge of the water, looking amused.
"My, my. I thought I heard wolves out here." she chuckled. She was adorned in anything but a suit of armor She was wearing a dark blue bikini, that drew out not only the hue of her eyes, but the lush, gorgeous curves of her body. Yugi instantly dipped part of his head underwater, hiding a growing blush on his cheeks.
{Man, I have a girlfriend! I thought I was over this stupid crush on Tea!! Damn testosterone...} his thoughts choked a bit. Joey and Tristen were undergoing simular thought processes.
{Maaaaan, Maii would kill me if she knew I was staring at another girl like this!}
{Serenity would sick Joey on me if she saw me now, gaping over another girl, even if she is one of my best friends..}
While the other men were plagued by guilty thoughts of unsuspecting girlfriends, Yami was not tied down as they were. He was free to look at Tea's form without nagging thoughts or shame. He traced her form quickly with his eyes, appraising her. {So this is what they mean by women being the bearers of sin. They forgot temptation too.} he philosiphied. Tea just stood there, unpreturbed by the gawking. Her life in a co-ed dorm had taught her great resistance to such follies. Men were men, regardless of how sweet they were, they still had those good old hormones to rob them of any sense in the presence of a woman in a bathing suit. She sighed, and dove in, head first into the heated water.
Eventually they fell into a game of pool ball, mainly involving them throwing the beach ball around to each other. Joey was being a show off by blitzing the ball as much as possible. Yami, in an effort to put him off his high horse, swam back quickly to deflect a wayward spike. Back...back...back....almost there....back some more....then, SMACK!!! Yami fell backwards into the deep end, on top of something very soft. The ball plunked on the surface, unhindered, but Yami didn't care, because at the second, he was face to face with Tea.
Tea had been the soft object he had backed into. So caught up in getting the ball, he had failed to hear Tea's repeated cries of "I've got it!!" and had thumped into her, causing them to both lose footing and slide under the surface. They rolled around sluggishly, trying in vain to disengage themselves from each other. Something was hindering them, namely, something had caught Yami's hair. Of all the.... he turned around, and had bumped faces with a struggling Tea. He looked at her.......and time suddenly halted.
It was one of those moments, that no matter what, everything went in slow motion. Every detail was heightened and refined, as though through your senses were enhanced. You didn't feel your heart beat, and yet, you were aware of everything. That was how he felt now. Everything was slowed, and he hung suspended in nothing. Tea floated before him, her hair a waving halo of bronze and cinnamon in the water. Her eyes glistened, their deep blue-green drew him in deep, keeping his gaze locked on her, and her alone. her face was close, painfully close. He could see every detail of her unflawed, ivory toned skin. He was aware of her in whole, not just her face. Delicate hands threaded in the water, in the process of dragging their master to the air above. Her legs, long and slender, perfectly proportioned, a dancer's legs. These kicked gracefully about, aiding the hands in their mission. he took everything about into his mind at once, her body, her face. His eyes locked with hers still, widened in surprize. In the shimmering depths, he saw something, glances, flitting moments of movement and energy. Her saw something in those eyes, her saw her soul. Hers widened in alike surprize, and inside; he knew she had seen and felt the exact same thing.
Compelled by an unknown force, his hand moved to her, inspired by a new need to touch her. Her hand reached out for his as well, a copyied look of sudden impulse upon her face. His hand clasped hers for a breif moment, then time, in her cruelty, came back to normal.
They kicked up and broke the barrier between water and air. They gasped mutually for air, and then stood. She looked at him, he looked at her; both confused and wary of the phenomina that had just happened. Joey looked over at them from his spot.
"Are you guys okay? You spent a few seonds too long under there." he asked. Yami just shook his head.
"Nothing," he replied slowly. "We just got tangled."
Tea nodded. "Yeah, tangled." Her voice sounded a tad weak and unsure. Yami was unable to hold his gaze to her any longer, and took up the ball in his hands, and tossed it back to Joey.
"I think I'll go to bed now." was all he said. He swam to the ladder,a nd heaved himself out, his hair still spiked prefectly, despite the weight of water. He ignored towels that laid out on the furniture, and walked inside, sliding the glass door shut as he went. Risking one last glance at Tea, he walked up the stairs slowly to his room.
The train pulled into Domino Trans-Island Train Station, steam billowing from the stack as the wheels ground to a halt. The conductor hopped out and placed the little ladder near the steps and called out in usual fashion.
"First stop, Domino City!! All destined for Domino City, please exit! All aboard for Tokyo!" People milled out from the narrow doors, bags in hand, heading for the baggage department, or to their waiting family or friends. The last to exit the train was a tall, slender girl. She had a satchel slung over one shoulder, another suitcase in her other hand. Walking down the steps to the tiny stoll laid down by the conductor, she looked around in the milling crowd of people, looking for a familar face.
She straightened her Ha'an University tee-shirt, and smoothed her jeans, both wrinkled from the five-hour train ride across the country. Her eyes looked weary, but her face was smiling none the less. After two and a half years studying her butt off, she was finally home to Domino City. She reached up and touched her braided hair, slicking it back a bit. Her hair had grown long in time, she had never had the opprotunity to get a decent cut, nor the money to do so. Tution, school books, and basic living off the budget of a waitress in Nickle-And-Dime dive rarely gave you such luxuries.
She collected her remaining items from the baggage claim and walked to the front of the station. Her face became more crestfallen as she came nearer.
"Yugi, Yami, Joey, Tristan, they all promised to meet me at the station." she recalled as she passed through the revolving doors to the outside. "Where are they??" she mused. The streets were crowded and bustling, not unlike the city she had left 1,200 miles away at college. Things were bumper-to-bumper, but moving. "I might as well catch a cab, I don't see them anywhere." she resolved. She walked to the corner and lifted her hand and began to hail a cab before two arms wrapped around her waist.
"Now where's a beautiful girl like you going in a taxi cab? A lady like you deserves a royal carriage!" Tea turned and stared at the lanky, yet strong frame of Joey behind her. She placed her hands on her hips and smiled.
"I agree, so where's this royal carriage?" she asked indigantly. Jeoy laughed and lead her around to the side where the parking lot was. After a few rows of cars passed, he stopped and and waved his hand in a gesture of pride.
"Milady, your royal carriage!" Tea's eye lit up in delight. She jumped up and down and gave Joey a gigantic hug.
"I don't believe it Joey! You finally got the old cadillac running?" she cried in amazement. Her eye trailed along the cherry red 1957 Cadillac convertable. Joey's father had bought it from a antique dealer for little to nothing. He and his father then spent the next few years gradually reassembling the classic. When she had left, the car was still on cement blocks, rusted, and falling apart. Now...now it was fit for the show room!!
Joey patted the hood happily. "Yeah,sure did. Even got the inside re-upholstered!" He positively beamed, this car seemed to be his pride and joy.
"Can't ya tell?" Tristen called from shot-gun. He stuck his forearm casually out the window, since the hood was down. "Man, Tea, you've changed!" he cried. Tea fingered her waist-lenght plait with a touch of nervousness.
"Heh, never had the time to get it cut, so I let it grow out." she replied simply. Tristan nodded his approval and twisted to look in the back seat.
"Hey Yugi, Yami, get a load of the flower child!" he teased. Tea let her gaze slide to the back seat and her were meet with a surprize. Both Yami and Yugi were sitting side by side. Both were a nearly identical pair, easily mistaken for twin brothers. A set of heads crowned by the nearly identical vivid black, gold, and purple-red spikes. Of course the standard difference of Yami's gold streaks and slightly more pointed bangs was still there.
Yami and Yugi were still seperated from the other by the shape of their eyes, Yugi's round and innocent, Yami narrow and somber. Their attitudes, which both wore on their sleeves, as to speak, were still the same, but now slightly enhanced by choice of dress. Yami had seemingly stuck with the wardrobe adopted in the Battle-Ship tournament. Black leather with the occasional buckle or chain. Totally bad-boy, coupled with a boding air of mystery.Very alluring.
Yugi, on the other side, was in beige khakis and a baggy yellow shirt. The shirt, of all things, was of the now-popular Abercrombie and Fitch clothing line. Tea had to chuckle a bit, Yugi looked like a "prep". She wasn't sure of the exact meaning of it, she was just borrowing the term from one of her dorm mates from America. She seemed to treat it like a derogitory slur, but the basic desciption was Yugi. Trendy and casual. But in truth, she could see Yugi was the same as he had always been, sweet, innocent, but now, not so naive.
Joey popped the trunk open and took Tea's bags and put them inside. Slamming the top shut, Tea nearly pole vaulted into the back seat, between Yami and Yugi. She took adavantage of the generous leg room to lean out and stretch her cramped legs. "Man, oh man." She sighed. "It's so good to be home!" Yugi leaned over and gave her a quick hug.
"We're glad to have you home!" he cried. Joey slipped into the driver's seat and looked back.
"Yeah, the gangs all togetha' now." his Brooklyn-ish accent cutting off some of the endings. Tristen just nodded and told Joey to drive. Yami reached over after Yugi had let her ribcage go, and put a hand on her arm. She turned to him, and he simply nodded, his cocky, but not arrogant smile in place. Joey lead the car out of the parking lot, and into mainstream traffic.
"So guys," she ventured. "How's college been going with you guys?" Tristen looked back and grinned happily. Tristan was going to a local community college for four years to get a degree in automechanics.
"Wonderful, I'll be getting out of there sooner than I thought. I've been taking some night classes as well as day ones. I've cut my time down by a few months already!" Tea grinned in congradulations. Joey gave Tristan a side-long glance before aloofly muttering something to him. Tristen turned red at the ears, and gulped.
"Well...I'm still taking care of Gramp's store." Yugi came in. "Since he's gotten ill, I've had to step up more and help out. I can run the Turtle without his help, but it's his pride and joy as well as life's work. He still insists on coming in. But at least now, I know that I want to run the shop prementally after he retires." Yugi grinned widely. Tea somehow knew he would end up runing the game shop after Grampa Mutoh decided to hang up his card-deck. She turned to Yami, expecting him to contribute.
Yami gave her a sly glance, and sighed lustily, conceding to the fact that he would have to talk. "I'm still in Duel Monsters Tournaments. The prize money is enough for me to...." he cut himself off quickly.
"And??" Tea asked, sensing that there was something more than he was letting on. Yugi leaned over and looked at him, a silent glare in his eyes. Yami remained silent.
"Yami is also attending college too, on the side." Yugi supplied. "He's studying computer programming." Tea looked at Yami, who had taken a sudden, passionate interest of the sprigs of grass growing on the parrallel sidewalk. Was he embaressed?
"That's great!" Tea cheered. "Seems you have found something for you to throw yourself into instead of DM." she appraised. Yami, despite himself, gave a soft, slightly mellowed grin to her.
"I blame Kaiba, personally." Tristen picked up. "Since Kaiba invented the Duel Data Disk system, he's had something to lord over Yami for. And we all know Yami won't have that!" he teased. The car sat silent for a tense moment before everyone, sans Yami, began to chuckle, then burst into complete pleas of laughter.
A bit of explaination is due. Kaiba, ever since he had concocked the Duel Disk system that he had toted to Duelist Kingdom so many years ago, he had had the scheme in his head to take the holographic technology, and make something that could be sold off as a portable battle system, a new break from the standard cardboard lay-outs of old. After some years of pain-staking processes, the Duel Data Disk Home Holographic Duel Monsters Battle System was released to the public. Called DDD for short. The system was a mind-blowing sucess. Stores couldn't keep them in stock, and KaibaCorp stocks skyrocketed as a result. Kaiba, as result, became even more arrogant than before. The once "friendly" competition between the two Duelist titans became strained.
Tea collected her thoughts before she told her part. "Well, I'm a third year theatrical arts student at Ha'an U. Things have been okay, study days and nights, work afternoons, sleep--never." she chortled. "Otherwise, things have been okay. I also landed the lead role in the Spring Drama Production." she paused, knowing what would be next.
"You......mean....the Ha'an University's yearly Spring Drama Production. The one people fly over from New York to see, your in it?" Joey looked around while they were at the stoplight. Tea nodded, reached into her satchel, and pulled out a green flyer.
"We're doing Rent." she replied. "I'm Mimi!!" Everyone just looked at her, unblinking.
` "Uhh...that's nice Tea.." Joey sighed, turning onto another street.
The unpacking at Tristan's family's mountain lodge wasn't the problem, it was FINDING the lodge. Hidden off three different dirt roads, and off the beaten path, coupled with Joey's macho ego that seemed to believe that stopping for directions was a capital offense....she wished she had her Motrin. Finally Tea convinced him to stop, under the pretext that she would gouge the new leather upholstery with her nail file if he didn't.
Currently, they had split into different rooms, Joey and Tristan in one, Yami and Yugi in another, and tea lucked out with a room to herself. The lodge was modern and plush, they really lacked for nothing, heat and air, food, lights, even a large pool on the deck filled too. Each room had a corner view, with senic glances at trees, moutains, and far, distant lakes. Everything put away in order, they filled into the den and pilled on the couches.
"Three weeks!!" Yugi exclaimed. He bounced on the couch. "Three weeks in this place, how did you convince your parents to let us have this place Tristen?"
"Heh, easy actually. I presented them with the scenario of us using the lodge for the break, they of course freaked and said no. I then gave them the much worse scenario of all of us staying in my house for the break. Faced with such strong evidence, and of course their incredable abundance of trust in me, they literally packed my suitcase for me." Tea rolled her eyes, and leaned back. By whatever means it happened, this little sabatical from school and her studies was welcomed.
They talked, laughed, reminised. They also found the store of DVD's and the player on the big-screen TV. Tristan's parents obviously had more money than they let on. They played through some movies before Yami noticed something out of place.
:"Where's Joey?" he asked. They looked around, then heard a thundering splash from the patio. They rushed out, expecting a racoon, but instead they found Joey in his trunks, backstroking. Yugi blinked.
"When did you sneak out?" he asked. Joey treaded in the middle and gave them an odd look.
"I told yas I was going to take a dip in da pool, but you were so caught up in da movie, you musta never heard me." he reasoned before setting off on the backstroke again. Everyone looked at him for a few seconds before Tristen announced.
"Last one in is a rotten egg!!" There was a thunder of footsteps that left Joey alone on the patio in a matter of seconds. Less than ten minuets later, the guys came stomping down, in trunks, and dove in. Yugi was the first to hit the surface after the collective cannonball.
"Looks like Tea's the rotten egg!!" he laughed. The guys laughed a little, and looked up to see Tea's window still lit up. They treaded as they lifted their voices up and cat-called Tea. Yami just floated a bit, choosing not to be apart of the shared wrath that was sure to follow when Tea came down. The cat-calls persisted, and finally they gave up.
"Man, what type of suit is she wearing? A suit of armor?" Joey asked. He was rewarded with the answer of an inflateable ball being launched at his head. Everyone turned to see Tea standing on her edge of the water, looking amused.
"My, my. I thought I heard wolves out here." she chuckled. She was adorned in anything but a suit of armor She was wearing a dark blue bikini, that drew out not only the hue of her eyes, but the lush, gorgeous curves of her body. Yugi instantly dipped part of his head underwater, hiding a growing blush on his cheeks.
{Man, I have a girlfriend! I thought I was over this stupid crush on Tea!! Damn testosterone...} his thoughts choked a bit. Joey and Tristen were undergoing simular thought processes.
{Maaaaan, Maii would kill me if she knew I was staring at another girl like this!}
{Serenity would sick Joey on me if she saw me now, gaping over another girl, even if she is one of my best friends..}
While the other men were plagued by guilty thoughts of unsuspecting girlfriends, Yami was not tied down as they were. He was free to look at Tea's form without nagging thoughts or shame. He traced her form quickly with his eyes, appraising her. {So this is what they mean by women being the bearers of sin. They forgot temptation too.} he philosiphied. Tea just stood there, unpreturbed by the gawking. Her life in a co-ed dorm had taught her great resistance to such follies. Men were men, regardless of how sweet they were, they still had those good old hormones to rob them of any sense in the presence of a woman in a bathing suit. She sighed, and dove in, head first into the heated water.
Eventually they fell into a game of pool ball, mainly involving them throwing the beach ball around to each other. Joey was being a show off by blitzing the ball as much as possible. Yami, in an effort to put him off his high horse, swam back quickly to deflect a wayward spike. Back...back...back....almost there....back some more....then, SMACK!!! Yami fell backwards into the deep end, on top of something very soft. The ball plunked on the surface, unhindered, but Yami didn't care, because at the second, he was face to face with Tea.
Tea had been the soft object he had backed into. So caught up in getting the ball, he had failed to hear Tea's repeated cries of "I've got it!!" and had thumped into her, causing them to both lose footing and slide under the surface. They rolled around sluggishly, trying in vain to disengage themselves from each other. Something was hindering them, namely, something had caught Yami's hair. Of all the.... he turned around, and had bumped faces with a struggling Tea. He looked at her.......and time suddenly halted.
It was one of those moments, that no matter what, everything went in slow motion. Every detail was heightened and refined, as though through your senses were enhanced. You didn't feel your heart beat, and yet, you were aware of everything. That was how he felt now. Everything was slowed, and he hung suspended in nothing. Tea floated before him, her hair a waving halo of bronze and cinnamon in the water. Her eyes glistened, their deep blue-green drew him in deep, keeping his gaze locked on her, and her alone. her face was close, painfully close. He could see every detail of her unflawed, ivory toned skin. He was aware of her in whole, not just her face. Delicate hands threaded in the water, in the process of dragging their master to the air above. Her legs, long and slender, perfectly proportioned, a dancer's legs. These kicked gracefully about, aiding the hands in their mission. he took everything about into his mind at once, her body, her face. His eyes locked with hers still, widened in surprize. In the shimmering depths, he saw something, glances, flitting moments of movement and energy. Her saw something in those eyes, her saw her soul. Hers widened in alike surprize, and inside; he knew she had seen and felt the exact same thing.
Compelled by an unknown force, his hand moved to her, inspired by a new need to touch her. Her hand reached out for his as well, a copyied look of sudden impulse upon her face. His hand clasped hers for a breif moment, then time, in her cruelty, came back to normal.
They kicked up and broke the barrier between water and air. They gasped mutually for air, and then stood. She looked at him, he looked at her; both confused and wary of the phenomina that had just happened. Joey looked over at them from his spot.
"Are you guys okay? You spent a few seonds too long under there." he asked. Yami just shook his head.
"Nothing," he replied slowly. "We just got tangled."
Tea nodded. "Yeah, tangled." Her voice sounded a tad weak and unsure. Yami was unable to hold his gaze to her any longer, and took up the ball in his hands, and tossed it back to Joey.
"I think I'll go to bed now." was all he said. He swam to the ladder,a nd heaved himself out, his hair still spiked prefectly, despite the weight of water. He ignored towels that laid out on the furniture, and walked inside, sliding the glass door shut as he went. Risking one last glance at Tea, he walked up the stairs slowly to his room.