I gave it a little more thought, and let's see what happens.
A few days had passed since Yusei's strange and yet enchanting encounter with Sherry. He had always seen her as a friend and ally against Yliaster. But ever since that pick-up game, Yusei's mind became cluttered. That was not normal for him. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw the same image of Sherry blowing him that kiss that set things in motion.
The heat that was gripping New Domino that day had gradually dissipated. Some of the city folk had classified as "summer with a cold." Whatever it was called, it was a day everyone wanted to enjoy. Even the members of Team 5D's made a change in their routine to be outside as well. All of their equipment was moved out front of their building. Even then, chaos and blame also came out as well.
"Heat levels at 50, 60, 70," Yusei counted as he monitored the computer.
"Jack, it's going too high," Crow tried to warn him. "If you keep this up, it's gonna blow again!"
"Nothing is ever too high for Jack Atlas," the former champ retorted in third person as he increased the power on their current engine. "I like to maximize everything possi..." His sentence was cut short by another burst of steam.
"Diagnosis: you're an idiot," the once-thief clucked. Right then and there, he and Jack got into yet another argument. Amidst their bickering, Akiza and the twins came along for a visit.
"Another engine failure?" Luna asked.
"Yeah, 'fraid so," Yusei concluded while he wiped a little sweat from his forehead. "But that's not the worst part."
"What do you mean by 'worst part'?" Crow asked as he paused when it looked like he'd punch Jack. "Things can't get any worse than this guy ruining another engine."
"Well, they can get worse," the leader of Team 5D's answered back. "We're out of materials to build another engine. Logically, that means testing is on hold as well."
"You see what you did Jack?" Crow raised his voice. "Your arrogance cost us our last engine!" He grabbed Jack by his suit and began to shake him. Yusei stood there and shook his head. He had hoped a temperate climate for the time being would calm any flares between Crow and Jack. Right about as he stepped in to be the mediator, his pager went off.
"Alright everybody," Yusei said. "I've just been called in for a job. Akiza, Leo, Luna, I need you three to help Crow and Jack get all this stuff inside. I'll be back soon." He retrieved his helmet, hopped on his runner, and sped off to who-knows-where.
"You heard him," Akiza reminded the group as she lifted up a computer. "Let's get cracking."
Yusei eventually arrived at an apartment complex that was a former motel. The pager read "door #230." He jogged up the staircase to the second floor and searched for that one door. It didn't take him long to find it.
"I'm the repairman you requested," Yusei said as he knocked on the door. "Anyone home?" The door somehow opened on its own. He pushed it open and venture inside. Once in, Yusei slowly pushed it shut.
The apartment didn't have much in the way of décor. There were a few paintings and pictures on the walls. It was mainly a faded white color all around. There was a living room at the far back, a kitchen to the right of the entrance, and another door opposite the kitchen that Yusei assumed led to the bedroom. It was just a generic apartment except for one thing: the scent.
"It smells like…..wait," Yusei said as he pulled the blindfold out of his pocket and took a whiff of it. The scents were the same.
"This can only mean one thing," he said when the pieces came together.
"Indeed it does, Yusei," a familiar voice answered from out of nowhere. "I knew you couldn't resist my advances. It was just a matter of when."
"Listen, Sherry," he said while trying to find her. "What you did to me was brash…..and interesting. I'll give you that. But I'm not sure of what I'm looking for in a girlfriend at this point."
"Just hear me out," the French duelist pleaded from nowhere. "I knew from the moment we met that we understood each other as turbo duelists. We also shared a common goal in going after Yliaster. I knew there was more to you. From what I gathered, you are innovative, selfless, and heroic."
"Can you back up these claims?" Yusei requested.
"You know how to make a lot of things from scratch," Sherry listed. "You show great loyalty to your friends. You even saved the city from the King of the Underworld." She was dead on. Just then, everything went pitch-black.
"Do not worry Yusei," she said calmingly. "You are safe." One by one, candles with a light pink flame began to light up. Sherry then appeared on the couch in a white robe. Her face was stoic but had an inviting nature.
"Where…did you….come from…just now?" Yusei asked. Her mouth formed a comforting smile and she lightly chuckled as well.
"That's for me to know and you to find out," Sherry answered in a hypnotic voice. "Besides, don't you know why I called you here?" She winked at him. All Yusei could do was nod. The French duelist got up and slowly walked to him.
"I want your opinion on how I look in this," Sherry purred slyly while she untied her robe. To Yusei's surprise, Sherry was wearing a thin, neon-white negligee. He felt his heart leap into his throat.
"Come to me," she ordered him calmly. "Let me make you forget all your troubles." She slid the robe off as Yusei blindly obeyed like a zombie. He was completely speechless. Eventually, Yusei was right in front of Sherry. She gently pulls off his right glove.
"Tell me how this feels," she said as she took Yusei's limp hand and held it against one of her breasts. "Your hand is strong, I can tell." He said nothing while Sherry moved his around her chest.
"I shouldn't keep you any longer," she purred while feeling his hair. "Let me leave you this." She grabbed his face and deeply kissed him like before. A few moans came from her mouth. Sherry pulled away once she had her fix of Yusei.
"It's only fair that since you came out here that I give you some recompense," the French woman concluded as she pulled a money clip from her corset and handed it to Yusei. "Remember: just between you and me." The black-haired duelist said nothing as he pocketed the money and left.
"Whoa," he breathed as he got outside.
I wanted to get this part done since I head back to school tomorrow. If anyone has any ideas on where this goes or any jealousy to vent, voice yourself in the reviews. I'll try to get the next one up near the end of the week.