Heylo everyone

Heylo everyone! Sorry for not posting and updating for a while! I just got so held up and school with all these benchmarks and stuff. And then my stupid friend stole my gameboy and played it in class and got it confiscated! Grr….I still haven't been able to get it back, stupid school rules.

The people who reviewed said they wanted a lemon, so you'll get one! But it's not going to be in for about….the next few chapters…sorry.

Thanks to all the people who reviewed!

Pairing: Prideshipping (SetoxYami)

Rating: T/PG-13 (For now)

Warning: OOC and YAOI

Disclaimers: Do I really have to say it?

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The four walked in.

It was unlike the rooms in the first class section.

Everyone was dancing merrily to the happy music that was playing. Men and women were drinking, and the children all danced with each other.

"Looks like the third class is having a party of their own!" Yugi said brightly.

"Let's dance!" Mokuba pulled Yugi into the crowd and they began dancing.

"Here!" Someone gave Seto and Yami two glasses filled with dark, bubbly liquid.

"What is it?" Yami shouted through the loud music.

"I don't know! I think its alcohol!" Seto shouted back.

"Oh…" The two shrugged and took a sip.

Five sips later, the two left the glasses on the table, agreeing that it was indeed the most horrible thing they ever tasted.

"Come on," Seto grabbed Yami's hand and pulled him to dance.

"What? No!" Yami laughed, slightly light-headed.

"Why?"

"I-I can't dance!" Both teens were starting to fill all ticklish and light-headed.

"Well…I can't either! We just have to get like this." Seto pushed Yami so that they were chest-to-chest with each other.

"Wha—"

"Then I do this," Seto put his left hand around Yami's waist. "And this." He held Yami's hand with his right hand. "And you put your other hand on my shoulder."

"But I don't know the moves!"

"Neither do I! Just keep dancing!" They started jumping around, following the other couples and lovers, laughing their heads off.

"Wait Seto! Haha, wait! Seto!" They saw some people dancing on the raised platform, looking like they were tap dancing. Seto, who's mind was clouded with that few sips of alcohol, pulled Yami up.

Seto copied what those men were doing before, tapping and dancing with the beat of the music. Seto looked at Yami, who was beaming, looking as though he wanted to try it too. And he did, turning with the music.

Everyone was laughing and cheering, including Yugi and Mokuba.

Finally, Seto and Yami were seated in a table in a quiet corner of the room. Mokuba and Yugi had found themselves two girls and they started dancing too.

"Wow, my head hurts," Yami said, placing his forehead on the cool glass table. Seto lifted Yami's chin gently.

"Drink some water, that will get the alcohol more diluted."

But Seto didn't let go of Yami. Instead, he stared into the other's crimson eyes.

Time seemed to creep by slowly, as Seto closed the gap between them.

He found Yami's lips were soft and warm. He enjoyed the taste of Egyptian spices and the faint taste of the beer they had earlier. Yami moaned slightly as Seto caressed his bottom lip with his tongue.

The kiss seemed to last for ages, before the two parted, gasping for much needed air.

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Mr. Lovejoy crept down the stairs, watching the party. He looked around and saw what he was looking for.

He smirked. Yami was currently lip-locked with that boy.

This was going to be one hell of a story.

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Haha! CLIFFIE! ME SO EVIL!

Once again, sorry for not posting. And sorry that it's short. But at least you got a chapter…right?