A/N-In this story, Tea has gone off to be a professional dancer. When she comes to America, however, she realizes she made a huge mistake. Coming to a new country with little money to get a new start, puts her in a tough position. She decides not to ask anybody back home for money, seeing as she wants to do this on her own. To get enough money for Julliard, she takes on the only job that provides enough money and that is available to her. Her friends have no idea what job she has taken, and she has no intention of telling them. As far as they know, she is at Julliard fulfilling her dreams. This is some information that will keep you from getting confused during the story, kind of an introduction. This will also be an Azureshipping fic, which means Seto x Tea. It is rated T, but the rating will probably be changed after a few chapters (I'm not sure yet, though). If you feel it should be rated M, just tell me. This chapter is short because I just wanted to see what people thought of it before I continued.

I don't own Yugioh.

'Thoughts'

Chapter 1

Tea walked off the stage, sweat covering her face. She walked to a separate room where two other girls were putting on makeup. They were talking in whispers but stopped once they realized she had entered the room. One girl finally looked her way.

"How's the crowd tonight, Tea," A blonde woman asked her as she finished putting on her bright red lipstick and began applying a magenta eye-shadow.

"Greedy as always. They almost didn't let me leave," Tea scoffed. Slowly, she took off her pink heels putting her left hand on the wall to steady herself. Her feet killed, and she sat down in a leather chair to take some of the pressure off of them.

The other woman, a young brunette with piercing chocolate eyes, turned to Tea as she ran a brush through her long hair. "That bad, huh?"

Tea simply nodded her head and closed her aqua blue eyes. Pictures of what had gone on tonight flashed through her mind. Men reaching forward in an attempt to grab her, their eyes peering into her soul, looking from her chest down to her muscled legs. She felt violated, but she needed this job for its money. Julliard was expensive, and this was good pay. By next year, she would have more than enough money to pay for the well-known dancing school. A knock on the door brought her out of her reverie, and she noticed the two girls had left.

"Great job, Tea. You're back up in ten minutes," a tall man with black hair told her. She gave her boss a perplexed look.

"I thought I was done for the night," she told him not wanting to go back out there. Anything was better than the fear that one of those lustful men would jump on the stage and take advantage of the situation.

"Sophie quit. She couldn't handle the pressure, and I need you to fill her spot. You're the best dancer, and the men always seem to enjoy your routinethe most." She sneered at the word dancer. She had always felt like a dancer, until this. If anything, he should just call her what she was, a stripper.

She opened her mouth to say something, but he left before she could. Rolling her eyes, she lazily stood up, her feet begging her to sit back down. As soon as she had enough money, she was out of here. This had to be the most degrading job; she could only hope her future school never found out. A school as famous as it was would never let her in if they knew what she had done to get the money.

Tea despondently walked over to the cracked mirror and picked up a tube of pink lipstick. 'Why did Sophie have to quit tonight? I thought she needed this job until next month when she began her new job. I know after what happened to her, she was hesitant to come back. But until her next job begins, she'll have no money.'

Tea shook her head wishing she could just quit like Sophie, but no other available job would provide her with enough money.

She looked up as Anna, the brunette from earlier, walked in. Tea grabbed some fake eyelashes as the girl sat down.

"You were right. They're really bad tonight. One guy grabbed my leg, and I almost fell off the stage. Is there like a bachelor party tonight?" Anna asked Tea, who shrugged in reply.

"I don't know, but I do know that Sophie quit and I have to take her spot for the night." Tea strapped her shoes back on and grabbed her bunny ears, adjusting them on her head so that they wouldn't fall off too soon in her 'dance.'

"Oh, Tea, that's awful. Why'd she quit? Didn't she say she needed the money?" Anna asked. Sophie had been a good friend of Anna's, and Tea was surprised that she didn't know. Apparently, the girl hadn't told anyone she was leaving.

"I would have thought if anyone knew it would be you. Maybe it's because of what happened to her." Tea shuddered at the thought of what had happened. Sophie had been in the alley trying to get her mind off of her job. A man who had seen her routine snuck past the bouncer and found her. He tried to rape her, but luckily, the bouncer heard her screams and beat the man senseless. Sophie had cried the whole night, but she seemed better the next morning. 'Obviously, it was too much for her to handle.

"Yeah, you're probably right. I just wish she would have said goodbye," Anna replied sorrowfully. Tea shrugged her shoulders. If she was in Sophie's spot, she would just go and get as far away from this place as possible and try to forget it ever happened. There was a reason she wasn't close to any of the other strippers here, and that was because she didn't consider them real friends. When it came down to it, they were all friendly just to get through this nightmare, but they weren't the type of people she could count on. If it came down to getting the most money or keeping their jobs, they would stab each other in the back in a second. Real friends would stick together no matter what.

Tea took a deep breath and slowly let it out before walking out on stage. She took her time to get to the metal pole at the end of the walkway. She was in no hurry to do her routine. Maybe if she made a run for it, she could escape this hell hole. No. She needed the money too much. Julliard was worth it, or at least she desperately hoped it was.

She abstractedly noticed that there seemed to be more men in the crowd than when she first went out. A few of them had already started throwing dollar bills at her, the dirty bills sticking to the stage.

Cheers echoed off the wall as she grabbed the pole, the cool metal reminding her that it was time. Music vibrated loudly in her eardrums, and she tried to only concentrate on the beat, her body swaying in perfect rhythm with every note.

Her body moved around the pole, and her hips gently swayed back and forth, the audience completely captivated by her performance. A few drunken men reached for her sculpted legs, and she carefully dodged their greedy, outreached hands.

Abruptly, she let go of the pole, temporarily forgetting what she was supposed to do. She felt sick as she looked into their leering faces, their eyes never leaving her body. Anywhere on earth would be better than being here. A man towards the back out the club shouted for her to continue, and she slowly realized it was her boss. She closed her eyes, letting her body continue with the dance she had performed so many times before.

When she opened her blue eyes, salacious black eyes stared back at her. Tea realized her face was only inches apart from a man's in the audience. His eyes scanned her chest, which had started to fall out of her shirt due to her backward incline. He placed sweaty bills down her shirt, his fingers lingering on her body. Tea attempted to give him a sexy smile, but she really felt like slapping him. He had a gold band around his finger, but he obviously didn't care about the vows he had made to his wife.

Using her right foot, she pushed away the hungry audience members with her pink stiletto heel (as playfully as possible) before kicking it off. She ran her fingers over her black fishnets until she reached her other shoe. Tea gave them a mischievous smile as she slowly pulled it off, trying to remain in role for as long as possible. She had to at least try to give them a good show, if only so she could get more money.

Her audience members gave her dirty smirks, indicating they only had sex on the mind. Now that she had their full attention, she laced her fingers around the fishnets before wrenching them off. All eyes followed as she flung them into the crowd. Two men grabbed them at the same time, each holding one leg of the fishnets. Both refused to let go, yanking the legs to try to have it for themselves. A loud rip was heard as the fishnets finally gave way, both men angry that they only received part of it. A fight broke out between them, and one of the bar tenders angrily pulled them apart. Tea continued as if nothing happened.

She pushed her body against the pole, moving up and down to the steady beat. Giving her mesmerized audience an innocent smile, Tea pulled the bunny ears gently off her head. A few people began to chant. "Throw the ears. Throw the ears."

Tea shrugged and did as she was told. The bunny ears landed in the arms of a woman, who seemed just as interested in Tea as the men.

The last part of her routine went by in a blur as always. She quickly removed the rest of her clothes, hoping to get off the stage as soon as possible. Tea never liked the last part and always tried to end it as soon as possible. The first part wasn't as bad, except for seeing those leering eyes that begged for more.

The music finally ended and she left the stage. Boos echoed off the walls when the audience realized Tea was done for the night. A few even begged her boss to see her strip one more time, but he assured them that they could see her tomorrow.

Tea sighed, wishing that tomorrow would never come, but she knew it was inevitable. What she didn't know, however, was that tomorrow would be much different than tonight, and her dreams of Julliard could easily be crushed.

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