Ugh, I really wish I could have gotten some more suggestions. But ,oh well. I really hope you all like this chapter. Thank you for your ideas: PrincessArtemistheProtector and Mellys Melody. I will combine both of your ideas and throw in my own touch. Well, wish me luck for this chapter and pray it does not suck.

Chapter Fourteen

Dinner and Dancing Lead to Trouble

"Hey Mokuba?" Tea asked softly.

"Yeah?" he asked. The two were in her room. Mokuba stood at Tea's side, watching as a maid (NOT Yuri) do Tea's hair. She looked so pretty in the blue dress with the earrings and the necklace on her throat. The silver and blue eye shadow and mascara really made her eyes stand out.

Her hair was put in a messy bun with the tresses curled and a barrette with a velvet, blue flower and crystals on it was tucked into her hair. The maid smiled her approval then took some lipstick and spread it over Tea's lips. She applied some blue and eye liner then nodded.

"Perfect. Take a look, Miss." Tea looked in the mirror and stifled a gasp of surprise. She looked more beautiful then she ever had in her life. Mokuba smiled.

"You look terrific Tea."

"Thanks...but I'm still a little nervous."

"Why? I'm sure he will love you." Tea sighed but did not argue. She stood up and put on her new shoes. "Come on. Seto agreed to let us use one of his limos."

"He did?"

"No, but just imagine he did." Tea got an anime sweatdrop.

"Oh boy..." Mokuba simply took hold of her hand and pulled her downstairs and out the door. He sat next to her in the limo.

"Roland, to Olive Garden, please."

"Yes sir." Roland drove out of the gate and down the street into Domino. The sky was darkening and the lights of the city were starting to go on. After a while, they pulled up outside of Olive Garden. Mokuba exited the car with her and walked inside.

"May I help you?" the woman asked. Mokuba nodded.

"Yes. My friend is meeting a date here." He handed the lady a slip. She immediately raised her eyebrows when she read it.

"Right this way, miss."

"Good luck, Tea." Mokuba gave her a thumbs up before leaving. Tea took a deep breath and followed the woman to the back of the restaurant. It was a fairly large room filled with empty tables and chairs. Tea was led to one table and was seated.

A handsome, Italian waiter walked over to her with a bottle.

"Champagne, miss?" he offered. Tea shook her head.

"No thank you. But, do you have any sparkling water?" she asked politely. He nodded.

"Of course. Anything for Mr. Kaiba's date. Would you like lemon water or regular sparkling water?"

"Lemon." The waiter nodded and walked away. Tea sighed, wringing her hands in her lap. The waiter returned and gave her the water. She thanked him and took a sip. Another person arrived and whispered to the waiter and he nodded.

"Miss, would you mind standing?" he asked. Tea blinked but stood. The waiter took her hand and led her away from the table and Seto walked into the room, led by the same female who led Tea in, looking even more handsome then usual in his white tuxedo.

He almost stopped dead when he saw her. She looked stunning, no. Stunning did not even come close to her beauty. He searched his mind for a proper adjective, but failed to find one. He merely nodded courteously to her.

"Gardener." She almost shivered at his voice. It was polite, but slightly cold. Was he disappointed?

"Kaiba." She bowed a bit to him, only to be polite. The waiter seated her once again and Seto sat across from her. It was a pretty small table. Their knees almost touched under the table.

His cologne seemed to overtake her air and it was all she could breathe, making her feel heated like her entire body was blushing. Her perfume filled his air and made his stomach tie itself into knots.

"Too...close..." she thought meekly. Being on the actual date was much more unnerving than in her head. I mean, the survey had only mentioned some of his good traits. The icy air he held around him had not been felt or mentioned when he was being described and when she read the survey and figured out the plan. "What was I thinking coming tonight? He probably won't say two words to me."

"Champagne, Mr. Kaiba?" the waiter offered.

"Yes, thank you." He poured the ruby red wine into Seto's glass. Tea sipped her water briefly and looked through the menu. The Ravioli di Portobello looked pretty good.

"Are you two ready to order?" the waiter asked. Tea looked up from the menu and nodded a bit and Seto also nodded. "Mr. Kaiba?"

"I will have the Pork Fillettino." The waiter wrote it down. "Miss?"

"I'll have the Ravioli di Portobello." The waiter wrote it down and took their menus then walked away. Silence.

"Mokuba's survey was not a school assignment, was it?" Seto asked simply, even though he already knew.

"I guess not."

"Hmph. Your conversation is so stimulating," Seto said sarcastically. Tea glared.

"I could say the same for you."

"You know I only agreed to this date because I thought the woman would be talkative and interesting. But so far you've only disappointed me." Her glare became a scowl.

"Well why don't you try to start a conversation? Ever consider I have no idea what to say to you, Kaiba?" she snapped. "Just because I'm supposed to be more talkative doesn't mean I have to be the one to come up with conversations."

Seto smirked at her. "See? All it takes is to tick you off and you are a completely different person."

"What do you mean?" she demanded.

"Instead of being quiet and afraid, you actually show you have a spine." Tea frowned.

"You should know me well enough by now."

"Well, according to the survey you are completely different. Not just Yugi's little friendship obsessed cheerleader, but someone else." Tea raised her eyebrow.

"You know, I would not have to repeat those speeches if you would just listen the first time and follow the advice."

"Has it ever occurred to you why I don't want friends? I run a multi billion dollar company and support my little brother. When would I have time for friends?" he asked. This was getting more and more amusing to him.

"Make time, duh. You work yourself to the bone. Why not take some time off?"

"I enjoy working. It's all I've really done in life."

"Seriously? Dude, you really need to try something new. All work and no play is a terrible life philosophy."

"And you would know?" Seto asked in amusement.

"Yes, dammit, I would know. I have to work like crazy to afford my dance lessons, but I don't let it overrun my life. In case you haven't noticed, I always find some time to hang with Yugi and the others."

"What job do you even do?" he asked with a slight smirk.

"I do various jobs. One minute I'm a waitress, the next I'm a babysitter. It depends on what job I can get for the day."

"Maybe I should make you one of my secretaries. I could probably pay you more."

"I'm not much of a typist. And answering phones all day would put me to sleep."

"Ah, I see." Silence again.

"Mokuba told me you like plays." Seto almost felt surprised she had actually said something.

"Yes. I do enjoy plays. When I take a rare break from work, I often go to see musicals or operas."

"If I were rich like you, I think that's all I'd do. What's your favorite musical?" she asked eagerly. He thought for a moment.

"There's too many that I enjoy. One of the most popular is 'Phantom of the Opera.'"

"Ar you a Raoul supporter?"

"What?"

"Do you support Christine going with Raoul?" Tea asked. "Because, if you ask me, the Phantom is so much better. He was mysterious, romantic, seductive, and artistic. Raoul was just a rich pansy who needs a haircut. At LEAST make Raoul personality better if Christine is going to chose him over the Phantom because there's just no comparison." Seto chuckled.

"When you put it that way, no I'm nut much of a Raoul supporter. But the point is to make it a tragic romance."

"Oh I know. But it is screwed up she chose Raoul, the fop, instead the Phantom, the dream." Seto chuckled.

"Look who's an obsessed fangirl."

"Shut it. I'm not. You should see two of my other friends. They pretty much worship the phantom."

"Do you mean two of your male friends?"

"No. Two female friends from when I work at the local burger joint."

"Alright, just making sure. It would be slightly disturbing for two of your male friends to be obsessed with the phantom."

"Well, Duke is feminine so he may be obsessed."

"He has a long, girly ponytail."

"My point proven. But we all still love him."

"If you love him, why are you on a date with me?" Seto asked once again in amusement.

"I mean we love him like family." He only smirked. "So, which version do you like better? The latest Phantom of the Opera movie or the Broadway version with Sarah Brightman?"

"I enjoyed both. Emmy helped capture Christine's youth and innocence while Brightman was able to voice some of the songs better."

"Funny, that's just how I feel."

"Wow, it looks like the two of us are not completely hopeless after all."

"I know, isn't it amazing? I guess miracles really do happen." The waiter walked over with their food and set it in front of them.

"Enjoy." He walked away. The two ate fairly quietly, only occasionally sprinkling some conversation in. Soon, they were both finished and received complimentary mints.

Seto paid the bill and stood up. Tea also stood up and they walked outside together to a silver Mercedes waiting for them.

"Whoa..." Tea said softly. Seto smirked.

"Surprised I own any car other than a limo? Get in." She did so and he drove away from the Olive Garden and down the street. They drove about fifteen minutes before he pulled up outside of a building.

When they entered, it was filled with people dressed elegantly who chatted as an orchestra played.

"I hope you know how to waltz." Tea looked at Seto and nodded. He smirked. "Good, wait here for a moment." He disappeared into the crowd and she stood there awkwardly. Two men offered her some sherry which she refused.

Seto soon returned and offered her his hand. She took it and he led her out to a dance floor and put one hand on her waist. Resisting a blush, she put her free hand on his shoulder and the orchestra started to play the song "Dark Waltz."

Tea felt surprise flood her as Seto led her into the waltz. It was just like her dream. She came out of her surprise and danced with him.

We are the lucky ones,

we shine like a thousand suns.

When all of the color runs together

He spun her gracefully and all eyes were on them. But she almost felt like she was in her dream and nobody was there except for him and her.

I'll keep you company

in one glorious harmony,

waltzing with destiny forever

Why was she falling for him? She never forgot how cold he had been to her and her friends. Yet...even though they had argued a bit, she was seeing a side of him nobody else know. A romantic, artistic side that stretched far beyond the cold, rich, CEO who only showed any warmth to his little brother.

Dance me into the night,

underneath the moon shining so bright.

Turning me into the light

He spun her doing the instrumental and drew her a bit closer to him.

"Enjoying yourself?" he asked into her ear. His breath was warm and she felt it on her ear and neck. She almost shivered.

"Are you?" she asked as calmly as she could.

"What if I am?" he challenged. So close, too close. Her mind was starting to go numb.

Time dancers whirling past,

I gaze through the looking glass.

And feel just beyond my grasp is heaven

She was moved from the slightly uncomfortable position and the two continued dancing as though they had never exchanged one word.

Sacred geometry,

where movement is poetry.

Visions of you and me forever

How was he creeping under her defenses? And how was she creeping under HIS? Although he hid it, she was making him nervous too. How was this happening if all they were doing was an innocent waltz? It's not like it's a passionate tango.

Dance me into the night,

underneath the moon shining so bright.

Turning me into the light

Was it the song that was weakening them both?

Dance me into the night,

underneath the moon shining so bright.

Tea could not think straight. All she could focus on were his blue eyes. They were beautiful. And they did not look so cold for once.

Let the Dark Waltz begin.

Oh, let me wheel,

let me spin.

Let is take me again.

Turning me into the light

He spun her once again and the music stopped. Her heart was beating way too fast to be normal. What now?

She could barely hear the applause of the other guests. They looked in the crowd and she saw something that made the entire moment shatter. The man from her nightmare which had nearly killed her. The man who tried to rape her and said he killed her parents. Him.

All of a sudden, it was too much. Everything around her went black and she fainted.

OH! MAJOR cliff hanger. This is getting good. And there is gonna be SO many more conflicts. I hope the date did not suck, I did my best. Await the update.