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Chapter 21

"Jou, you're using the wrong formula."

Jou cursed, bringing the paper close to his face and squinting at it. "No, I'm not! Look, it's a square triangle! I'm using the correct formula."

"That's not all that determines which one you use." Said Yuugi, grabbing the wrinkled paper from her friend. "And it's not even a square triangle. Do you see that box thing on it that tells you it's a 90 degree angle?"

"But it looks like one."

Yuugi wanted to laugh at her friend. In some ways, Jou was insightful with his homework, finding unique and often overly complex ways to solve the problems. Honestly It was just a kind way for her to say that Jou put lot of effort into his assignments. The effort just wasn't always well spent effort.

Jou grumbled as he erased his work, crinkling the paper further from its repeated exposure to the easer. Yuugi gave him the correct formula to use then returned her attention on her own project.

Her, Jounouchi, Honda, Yami and Marik had all come over to her house to work on different homework assignments together. Anzu hadn't been able to make it because of work, and Ryou wanted to go home to see Bakura, which was understandable since Bakura tended to pop up and leave at random intervals.

Yami currently sat in one of the single armchairs, a book on his lap and the end of a highlighter resting against his lips in thought. He looked especially studious as his crimson eyes silently moved back and forth across the pages of the book, occasionally marking a passage.

Marik was busy cackling at Jou's problem solving skills, reading manga and doodling on his supposed 'art' assignment. Yuugi had no idea what it was actually supposed to be and didn't bother asking. She knew he was just waiting to be asked, but she feared the response if her glances at the image told her anything. She was honestly surprised he had accepted her invitation to come study with them. She couldn't help grinning with pride at her successful attempt to bring him closer to the group.

Then there was Honda.

Yuugi and Honda were working on their Macbeth project that was due tomorrow, scrambling to get it done. She had changed into her guy's uniform once she got home in the hopes to help him relax. So far she had done over seventy percent of the homework simply because Honda couldn't concentrate for more than one minute before freezing. Well, one minute was better than nothing. She honestly didn't mind since she rather enjoyed the story, even if it was depressing.

"By the way Pharaoh." Said Marik, leaning back and glancing at Yami. "Are you going to the party tomorrow or are you going to ditch it?"

Yami's eyes lifted off the book, giving Mark an annoyed grimace. "Please stop calling me that."

"There's a party?" said Jounouchi, looking excitedly at Marik. "Why hadn't I heard about this?"

"Because it's only for the most elite of the elite of pricks" said Marik. "Bunch of a$$ kissing businessmen that enjoy peering down their noses at the less fortunate."

"So… that means Kaiba is going to be there." Said Jounouchi.

"The king of the apes himself." Said Marik with a grin. "Still want to go?"

"Hell no." said Jou, returning to his homework, adding a new level of frustration to his current emotions and grumbling at his homework "Suite and ties don' fit me anyway."

"Anyway." Said Marik, redirecting his attention to Yami. "Are you going or not? You didn't answer the question."

"I've got no choice." Said Yami, sighing and lowering his highlighter. "My parents are making me go."

Marik grinned, his expression turning into an evil leer. "Good, maybe we can be each other's dates. I bet it would help scare off Miss Priss if she thought you were into men."

This part of the conversation sparked Yuugi's interest enough that she stopped concentrating on her homework. She just caught Yami sending a dark warning glare in Marik's direction.

"Is Vivian still bothering you Yami?" said Yuugi.

Yami's attention turned to Yuugi. He was about to answer when Marik jumped up, scattering his art project and several other papers. Jou cried out in frustration at the mess.

"I know Yami!" he practically shouted. "Why don't you just bring Yuugi as your date?"

"What!?"

Marik effectively had the attention of everyone in the room. Even Honda snapped out of his daze to stare at Marik in confusion. Marik was smirking as if he had just peaked at his Christmas gift early, pointing an outstretch finger at Yami. "It's perfect. You would have an excuse to avoid melons and everyone else at the same time if they think you had a girlfriend. Plus, it would be a great time for you to make your intentions-"

"If you finish that sentence, I'm going to tell everyone here about your current crush." Yami cut in sharply, then he smirked. Marik's face had turned completely white. "Oh, you think I didn't notice? It's kind of hard not to when you keep pining after them. Maybe they're the one you should be asking on a date. Were you hoping to make them jealous by going with me?"

"You're not going to say anything are you? If you say something I'm going to-"

"Relax Marik, you forget that I like you so I won't intentionally screw you over." Said Yami, returning to his book. "Your methods are too roundabout. Take your own advice and just ask them out. Who knows, they might say yes. Oh, and I already asked Yuugi if she wanted to go and she said no."

Marik's head whipped towards Yuugi, staring at her. "You turned pretty boy down? Why?"

"It doesn't seem like my kind of crowd." Said Yuugi, frowning at him. "Besides, I've got to help my grandpa with the shop."

It wasn't the first time Yami had invited her to one of those kind of things, but she had never gone. She felt strangely small compared to Yami whenever she was reminded how wealthy he was. It didn't affect how she treated him, but it did make her uncomfortable. The first time Yami had come by her house in a limousine she had sputtered until the thing had left. Since that first time, Yami hadn't come by car again. He'd probably noticed.

"Got stuck being a good boy and helping grandpa eh?" said Marik, crossing his arms and frowning. "It would be so much easier if I had an accomplice too…"

"Don't." interrupted Yami, who hadn't even looked up from his book. "Whatever you're planning, I'm not going to be involved and neither is Yuugi. Just return to your crayons and finish your picture."

The next hour was completely unproductive as Yami and Marik bickered, especially when Marik finally told them what his art project was a depiction of. Yuugi had been witness to Marik's eccentricities before, so she wasn't surprised, but she did feel sick after hearing the gruesome tale of the picture. Even Honda looked like he was about to hurl.

It's been a long time since I've taken geometry or any sort of math...

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