A/N Righto. This is Tombrobber's Gal.
Bakura: And…me.
Tombrobber's Gal: Just before the game, sorry, fic, if you have any questions about the game, ask me. I'll clear it up for you, hopefully. (After all, I play and ref, so I should know the rules…;;;)
Bakura: Note the should- she ain't perfect. Actually, she's nowhere close-
Tombrobber's Gal: Shut it.
Bakura: Fine. Tombrobber's Gal – hey, is that referring to me?
Tombrobber's Gal: Nope, just another white haired Egyptian tomb robber with a quest for revenge against the Pharaoh…
Bakura: Oh. Anyway, she doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh in anyway. Damn, consider her disclaimed. Now pay up and read.
The Tournament from Hell- or was it Heaven?
By: Tombrobber's Gal
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WHAM! "Seren! On your left!" Mai yelled, sending the ball spinning towards the auburn haired teen. Mai winced, seeing her pass was a bit, high, going against the basic fundamental of soccer passing. "Argh! Seren!"
"Got ya back, Mai!" She cheerfully yelled, executing a graceful bicycle kick (A/N 1), sending the ball soaring into the goal. The referee blew the whistle- half time. Serenity gave Mai a high five as they grabbed their water bottles. "Nice pass their, Miss Valentine, if a bit high. Damn, I'm gonna be sore tomorrow…" Serenity commented with a wince, tenderly massaging her hamstring.
"Hey, girl! Nice shot!" Tea yelled, jogging over. Her goalie shirt was muddy from many dives. "I can't believe I let in that goal…"
"Don't sweat it, Tea, Seren so put us on top again back there with the bicycle kick. It was only one goal, anyway. Considering the number of dives you took today, it was okay. Besides, that was a penalty kick off of my, uhm, slide." The fourth player, known fondly as Becca, chattered.
"Yeah, Hawkins, that was a nice slide tackle there. You're a midfield, not a battering ram, hun. I thought that other girl was dead the way she laid there." Mai shot back, retying her cleat.
The whistle sounded sharply, and Serenity stood, along with the other three. "Let's knock 'em dead, girls!" she grinned, as they all slapped high fives. "This one is our ticket to regionals- we so gotta get there."
"Damn straight!"
"With ya all the way, Seren!"
"With our kick ass team? No problem."
They all jogged onto the field, Serenity walking into the center circle- her territory. Since they had field choice, the opposite team had kicked off first half. Now, it was her turn. Let's give us a two-point lead. Time to pull a Wheeler… Serenity thought as the whistle blew, signaling for the game to continue. Sending a spiraling pass to Mai, Serenity shot up the field, watching Mai and Becca pass back and forth. "NOW!" she yelled, causing Mai to abruptly shift, sending the ball to Serenity, who slammed it into the goal. YESSSSS! Serenity yelled triumphantly in her head, returning to her original position for a kick off. The opposing team had been ruling this tourney for years. But, then again, that was before Serenity came to Joey's school. That was before she convinced the other girls to make up a soccer team.
"HAI!" The opposing center yelled, receiving a pass and dribbling down the field. Rebecca Hawkins, in the position of right midfield, slammed into the girl roughly, forcing her to kick the ball straight to Tea, who promptly punted it down the other end of the field.
Back and forth the game wavered, from goal post to goal post. TWEET! The referee blew three short blasts on his whistle, signaling the game over. "The winner of the city tournament, and our representative in the regionals is Team Wildcat!" he yelled, causing Mai, Tea, Rebecca, and Serenity to erupt in cheers. "The final score," the referee continued, "was 5-2. Good luck next month, ladies."
Rebecca squealed with excitement as they entered the locker room. "I can't believe this! Three weeks and we're gonna be at regionals! Us, the nobodies, the under dogs, Team Wildcat, at the regionals!"
Serenity laughed, coming out of the shower in a bikini, pulling her wet hair back in a ponytail. "This is so great!"
Tea stuck her head out from the next row, "Better than great- I just heard the guys made it too! You know what that means- Co-ed tourney!" she winked at Serenity, " 'Course, the guys always make it, with Joey, Yami, and Kaiba on the team."
Mai was applying mascara in a mirror, "Most definitely. Now I know how Joseph stays so skinny- it's all that running. And Kaiba, well, he needs those extra hours if he's gonna graduate and become the high and mighty CEO that he already is. Although, he'd make a damn good model."
Serenity wrinkled her brow, pulling on a tee and shorts. "I honestly don't see what's so great about him. He's so rude to my brother and to all of you- I mean, he's not even that good looking. He is so conceited."
"Conceited, but hot." Rebecca added, brushing her hair. "Though I get what you mean. I wouldn't want to date him."
"Course you wouldn't, Becca, you like Yugi." Tea commented, now walking over with her bag.
"Mmmm…." Rebecca mulled this over.
They walked out of the locker room together, crossing the field they had just played on and went over to the other field. Serenity waved to the other three before walking onto the field. "Later guys! Catch ya tomorrow! I got to wait for Joey!" she yelled, taking out a ball and beginning to juggle.
"Right Seren! You got our numbers if you need something! Ciao, hun!" Mai waved back before the other two jumped into her convertible and drove off.
Serenity became to hum, laying down her bag and recalling some drills she learned at her old school. Toe…Knee…Chest…Header…Dribble twice, then back on the toe… She recited in her head, swiftly advancing the ball down the field. Hearing the guy's lock room door open, she turned, the ball balanced on her head, "Hi Joey-" the warm greeting froze on her lips, her smile hardening into a glare.
"Wheeler." Seto Kaiba, CEO of Kaiba Corp and sworn enemy of the Wheeler household, acknowledged, his ice blue eyes returning the glare.
"Kaiba." She spat back, as if the words tainted her tongue.
He pulled out a motorcycle helmet, mounting a silver motorcycle. "The mutt will be out soon- if he remembers how to open the door." He stated, laughing. Then, before Serenity could muster her scathing reply, the helmet was over his chestnut locks, and he peeled out with a bang, splattering the squeaky clean Serenity with mud.
"D- DAMN YOU KAIBA!" She yelled, wiping mud off of her face. "DAMN YOU!"
"Ren? What's going on!" an outraged voice yelled. "What did dat jerk do to you!"
Serenity turned, a smile brightening her face despite the fact that she was covered in mud. "Just splattering me with mud, Joey. Forget him, let's eat. I hear you made the regionals."
At the thought of food, Joey's memory, for now, was cleared of the cold CEO. "Alright, sis, but I hear you an Mai made regionals as well!" he pointed out, slinging an arm around her shoulder and leading her to their old, beat up pickup truck. "So what'll it be…? Ice-cream?" he asked, licking his lips as they got in the car. "I'm really hungry, maybe a coupla of Banana Splits could do the job."
"Sounds good Joey!" Serenity, famished as well, chimed in, although her thoughts were still on the CEO, Ugh, that man infuriates me. One of these days, Sero Kaiba, I'm going to show you your place. Serenity vowed silently as they pulled into their favorite ice cream haunt, Dairy Queen. (AN 2)
…Heh. We made regionals today. No thanks to that mutt. I mean, it's not like I need him. He's a bleedin' forward- I'm the center. Whatever. As soon as I complete high school and get out of there, I will never EVER see him again. Scored 6 goals today- the mutt had one at the end when the coach insisted on me coming out. After that, I had an amusing interlude with the mutt's sister. Sprayed her with mud. I swear…one less Wheeler in the world would make a happier place. Unfortunately, Mokuba says that 'Team Wildcat' also made the regionals, apparently because of the mutt's sister. That's a week in the proximity of both Wheelers. 'Team Wildcat' my ass. They don't even know the meaning of the game. The point of the center is to score, not to receive and create passes. 'Team Wildcat' depends on each other- that's their weakness. You depend on someone else, and they will let you down. It's not a question of 'if', it's merely a question of time…
Dear Diary,
Kaiba. Seto f-ing Kaiba. What does that man have? Everything, at least, in his eyes (Those haughty, annoying, ice blue eyes). I swear, one less Seto Kaiba in the world would make a happier (And probably safer) place. I mean, he sprayed me with mud. After I had taken my shower! Ah, the nerve of that punk! And, with Joey confirming my reports, the guy's team is also going to the regionals. It will be some great time with my brother, but a week (A week!) in close range with that monster- I don't know if I can take it. He is so...so pompous! I bet he doesn't even know the meaning of the game. The only reason he is on the team is because he has good aim. The point of a center is to receive and dole out passes, not to always score. That's why we're better than the other teams. Team Wildcat doesn't depend on me, on Mai, on Becca or Tea. We mutually depend on eachother. But Kaiba (damn him) doesn't even care about that. All that ass cares about is racking up the points. Maybe I'll show him at the tourney what the game is really about- make up for that mud pushing... that could be fun.. After all, as Kaiba so kindly put it today, I am a Wheeler. And Wheelers have always tormented Kaiba…
(A/N 1) : Yeah, the bicycle kick. An extremely difficult that involves kicking and falling down on your back. Hard. (I shall attempt to find a clip of someone doing it if you want….)
(A/N 2) : Dairy Queen ROCKS! What good is a story without ice-cream, anyway?
(A/N 3): Yami and Yugi, along with Ryou and Bakura, are separate people.
Tombrobber's Gal : Well, that's it then. Chapter One.
Kaiba: Feh. You know it sucked.
Tombrobber's Gal: sticks out tongue Just close it.
Kaiba: Fine. Rate, review, and don't forget to flame.
Tombrobber's Gal: Yup, rate, review, and don't forget to- HEY! Just review it if you want Chapter two, you hear?