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The Mission
Chapter One
"While the Battle of Who's Who, concerning the male contesters is yet to begin, I will begin to introduce the players," a highly attractive female announcer spoke into her microphone, which she held firmly in her perfectly manicured, tanned fingers. "Joey Wheeler has returned to reassure his title as the male Who's Who champion of the last two years. Notice his fine features, which include his baby blue eyes and messy-yet-adorable blond hair.
"Next, contestant number two, Yugi Moto, strangely short for a high school boy, with definite quee—interesting hair in lovely combination of yellow, red, purple and black. His eyes seem innocent…"
And so went the stupid yet long-drawn introductions, which distracted the audience (filled with infatuated girls, squealing at the pictures of the cuter boys that appeared on the large screen behind the announcer, no less). On Joey Wheeler's mind, however, was nervous excitement as the first contest was broadcast over entire Japan. It was called—
"The Contest of the Hairs! Quality over quantity and quantity over quality. One of the most oxymoronically stated lines of TV!" the telecaster began to sound a bit annoyed. Her expression was easily read; she thought this was the stupidest show on earth.
Sad thing, many didn't. The loud cheering of the 'air-headed cheerleaders' (she called them) could be heard behind her bored tone in the speakers. Excessive "Go Joey, go Joey!" was heard.
They weren't the only ones that thought the show was stupid. Joey Wheeler…
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"Earth to Joey! Wake up!"
Indistinct mumbling was heard. Then followed by a chant: "Go Joey! Go Joey! He takes my breath like Wow-y!" The entire room broke into laughter. By the time it ceased, which was after a long while, the teenager, still lost in deep sleep, appeared to have taken no notice.
Meanwhile, three characters sat in the corner, brooding after the long-needed laugh. Yugi started out of the glossy window, which was home to the small yacht. It belonged to Seto Kaiba and he had forced all into a small compartment as Kaiba shared the other with his only brother.
'The mission was impossible.' Yugi thought depressively. The second character encouraged the first, placing a thought of optimism into the unusually negative boy. "Don't worry. Destiny must be fulfilled, and it will work out." This influence, which was literally in the back of Yugi's mind, belonged to none other than his alter-ego, Yami. 'The times have changed,' sighed Yugi. He was no longer that young, enthusiastic boy, ignorant of evil and anguish. And Yami, yes, Yami, the dark one, was actually heartening the typically more cheerful individual.
The last character, Mai Valentine, stared down at the ground. Although she had other things in mind, she took in the situation in the physical world. Feeling pity for Joey and spite at the others as peals of laughter started again, she made a haughty remark, the one only she could perform so well.
"Leave him alone, we all have our moments of pride at being praised." Yes, indeed, she did remember. And that painful memory added to the hectic chaos currently present in her brain. Pushing that aside, nevertheless, she walked over to the bed Joey had been assigned as the others stared at her (the others being Tristan, Tea, Duke, Bakura and Serenity).
She really had no idea why she had done it. In her moment of a reckless drive, she felt embarrassment. 'Why did I walk over here? What am I to do now?' She thought, frantically, trying to save her poise.
Agitated, she did the single sensible thing. She leaned forward.
And whispered into his ear, sweetly, in her best seductive-yet-innocent voice. "Wake up, Joey." Her breath tickled at his ear and gladly, no one else knew was she was saying…and how she was saying it.
His eyes opened with a start. "Mai?"
Tristan, who at the time, was joking and gossiping about the two blonds with Duke, became surprised, shocked and overwhelmingly astonished. Everyone else had a similar reaction. Even Yugi's face was masked with incomprehension. They all knew that Joey wouldn't wake up, even if he were thrown into the sea.
Tea had even tried to stop this attempt at the beach that one day, when Tristan had suggested a great new idea to wake up Joey, who was hidden in intense sleep. Tristan used his deceiving charms on Yugi, who at once agreed to take Tea to buy ice cream, and they returned, relieved to find that nothing had changed. Joey was still on his beach towel and Tristan with some offended-looking girl, except the sleeping Joey looked considerably wetter. Tea couldn't help smiling…
"How'd you do that, Mai?" Serenity quietly asked her, her eyes overcome with shock.
Mai recovered quickly at the new revelation that Joey usually didn't wake up easily, let alone at all. She suspected it anyway. "I guess he never had a hot girl like me try." She smirked with a menacing glint in her eyes. 'Haha, that'll show them.' she thought arrogantly, though somewhere inside her head, she was extremely relieved to have pulled it off.
She returned to her bed (close to Yugi's in the corner) and watched the room's reaction. Joey appeared to be snoring loudly; Tea and Serenity were back to their restless chatter. Duke and Tristan pulled out their battle decks and started playing. She sighed, partly for envious reasons and partly for reasons she didn't understand.
Ignorance was bliss, and it seemed like the three characters in the shadow of the corner truly fathomed this concept. And appreciated it.
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