Sorry I went from two updates a day to an update after two days, guys. I just started volunteering at a multi-arts camp as a counselor, so I'll be busy. I'll try to get chapters up as fast as possible. Cheers!

Chapter 9

In the weeks before the gala, Kaiba and Faye actually didn't go on any more dates. Faye was keeping her hands full with homework, hanging out with Yugi-tachi, and shopping for a dress with Anzu. Kaiba was fine with it. They stole moments before and after school, exchanging a few words, almost always leaving with a kiss.

During these weeks, Kaiba became blasé. A master of appearances, he didn't show it. To Faye, she seemed as loving and flirtatious as ever, whispering sweet nothings in her ear. He felt as through the relationship was starting to fall. He started to suspect things about Faye. She seemed way too happy… smug, almost. And she was smart enough to have plans of her own. He was starting to suspect she was having… "naughty thoughts." The more he thought about it, the likelier the possibility was to him. And he was rarely wrong.

Finally, the day of the gala arrived. Kaiba had his chauffeur drive him and the sleek black limousine to Faye's apartment. Their luggage was already at the hotel, shipped beforehand. She must have been waiting for him, for right when he stepped out of the limo, the building's door opened, and there she was.

He was actually taken aback. She was wearing a pale blue floor-length dress that only had one wide strap. It hugged her body just right, and there were parts of it that were slightly more translucent than the rest. It was pretty loose past her hips, reaching all the way down to her feet where high-heeled white sandals were just visible. Sequins were lined in neat columns that traveled the length of her dress.

He noticed that her nails were painted green, as were her toes, and they matched his fairy necklace she was wearing. She carried a white purse with a long strap. Her hair was pulled back slightly – her front locks wrapped around her head to be clipped in the back with a blue hairclip.

Anzu must have helped her with makeup, for she wore black eyeliner, mascara, glittery blue eye shadow, red lip gloss, and pink blush. As she approached him, he noticed she wore a rich perfume – not too strong-smelling, but not too faint either.

He took her hand. "You look beautiful," he said honestly. She blushed.

"You yourself look pretty handsome, too," she said. He was wearing a charcoal Versace suit with a white dress shirt and a black silk tie. He, too, wore a scent, but it was spicier than Faye's.

She smiled softly as they ducked into the limo. "There's going to be a lot of paparazzi at the entrance," he told her. "Are you ready for them? They're not allowed inside the building, but they'll be pelting us with questions as we walk from the car to the door. They'll be asking about you – they don't know who you are."

"I can handle it," she assured him.

The car ride took almost an hour, during which they sat in silence and listened to the radio play music. When they got to the building, there was a crowd of people jostling each other, trying to get a good spot next to the cleared aisle. Faye and Kaiba stepped out of the car and were greeted by flashes of cameras, lenses and mics shoved towards them, and voices shouting to be heard. Galas were a hotspot for the media, seeing as a lot of celebrities either dated the CEOs or were the CEOs.

The paparazzi seemed to concentrate on Faye, and suddenly the walk to the door was very long. She reached out and gripped his hand nervously, and he squeezed back.

"What's your name!"

"Uh– Faye."

"Where did he first meet you!"

"At school…"

"Where were you born!"

"London, England, but we moved when I was still a baby…"

"What's your favorite color!"

"…Green."

"Why are the tips of your hair silver!"

"Uh…"

"Where did you learn Japanese!"

"Language softwares, books, animes…"

"Do you wear lenses!"

"Yeah, contacts."

At last, the two of them reached the building and were ushered in. They followed a couple signs to a magnificent grand ballroom. It was lit by massive chandeliers, and there were bouquets of flowers on the white tables. Faye gasped when they entered despite herself.

Kaiba wrapped an arm around her waist. "What, never been to a dance?"

"Not one as pretty as this…" They quickly found their assigned chairs and sat down…

Meanwhile, Yugi-tachi resided in an arcade nearby. Anzu tapped her foot, annoyed as Jounouchi and Honda played a versus video game. Yugi stood by her.

"Sorry," he said. "They wanted to come here, and it's cheaper than a hotel."

Anzu sighed. "I know. I'm just upset that they won't let anyone without an invite in. It's those damn paparazzi. They choke our society like it's a dying chicken."

"I know you want to keep an eye on Faye-chan," Yugi said, "but you have to trust her."

"I do…"

"Faye-chan can think for herself. If she gets into trouble, she can get out of it."

Building suspense... Hope you enjoyed! Yes, Faye was born in England. It'll probably never be explained in the story, so I'll say it now. Her dad's job used to force them to move a lot. Soon after she was born, his job suddenly stopped making him move a bunch, so that's why she was born in England and grew up for the most part in Chicago. Please review! Cheers!