AN: Ok, ok, I know, the disclaimer: I DON'T OWN YU-GI-OH! Happy? Also,
someone mentioned that guys don't wear leotards; they wear a t-shirt over
tights. Thank you for mentioning that! Now, on with the ficcy!
1 Ballet Bedlam
1.1 Ch.2 Postures and Twirls
"Bakura! What are you doing here?" Yami blurted out unwisely, then tried to regain his posture as the serious game king.
"Well, dancing is a way for me to express myself," was the response.
"So…you're going to be our dance instructor?!" Seto still had a hard time believing his fate.
"Yep!"
"Yaaaa!!! Let's start dancing!" Mokuba didn't seem to care whom the teacher is as long as he got to learn the wonderful art of ballet.
"OK!" Bakura clapped his hands together like a giddy dance trainer ready to teach his students---wait, that's what he's doing, right? Anyway… "For starters, we'll start off with posture."
"You mean like this?" Seto got into Goku's fighting stance from Dragonball Z.
"Ummm…no." Bakura was seriously starting to doubt if his two students had what it took to master, or at least start, ballet.
"Of course not, dumbo!" Yami scoffed at Seto. "Watch moi."
"I'd like to watch you alright," Seto muttered under his breathe. "Like you could do any better."
"I heard that!" The king of games posed like Card Captor Sakura when she's about to reveal her scepter.
"Ha! That's not even half as good as mine!"
"Shut u---"
"Now, let's not be brutal," Bakura tried to consul the two nemesis, for the sake of his dance studio. "We'll just…um…skip the posture and go onto the twirls."
"But look at me!" Mokuba called from the other end of the room. Everyone watched as he did a perfect pose (we a see a stoplight shine in the background with cheers and applauds).
"Hmph!" was sounded from both teens, who were jealous and affronted.
"Very good, Mokuba!" Bakura praised, glad that someone finally got it right. "Now, for twirls."
After Bakura showed the correct and incorrect forms and ways to appear graceful, Seto and Yami decided to practice.
Seto did a…well…half turn, so to speak, but somehow managed to trip over his own two feet and smacked his face right into the floor. "Ouch…"
"HAHAHAHA!" Yami fell over laughing and pointed hysterically at Seto, who was still on the floor trying to disentangle his legs.
"Can you do better?" the corporation owner retorted.
"Watch n' learn." With that, Yami started twirling at 70 miles/hr, and spun into a metal beam. Naturally, he retreated to the ground with a halo of starts and birds. "Owww…pretty birdies…make the pain stop…"
"HAHAHA!" Seto nearly crackled in two from the intensity of insane laughing. "Watch n' learn? I think I already know how to run into a beam! HAHAHA!"
Bakura tried to stifle his laughter, but failed and emitted trails of giggles while saying, "Y-yami, giggle a-are you alright?"
"Of course I'm fine!" The previous pharaoh glared and dusted himself, even though no dust was present. "Why wouldn't I be?"
"Well," Seto started, "considering the fact that you have the world's largest bump on your forehead, I'd say---"
"Shut up!" Yami silenced Seto with a heavy-duty mallet that magically appeared in his hand. Now Seto also wore an egg-like mount of his head. "Now, Seto, who were you saying that have the world's largest bump?"
"Why you little---"
"Hey! Look at me!" All eyes turned to Mokuba, who was spinning gracefully around the perimeter of the room. "This is SO easy!"
"Show off!" Yami grumbled.
"Mokuba's sooo gonna get grounded," Seto muttered as he glared enviously at his younger brother.
"Good job!" Bakura congratulated Mokuba, who was the only person who actually achieved ballet. "Today's lesson is over. I hope to see you all here tomorrow. 'Bye!"
***
"So Yami, how was ballet?" Yugi asked once Yami entered the Turtle Game Shop.
"Y.BakuraworkedthereforhisartimejobBakurawastheteacherandSetoandMokubaaretak ingballetaswell," Yami replied in one breath.
"Um…ok. I take it the lessons weren't so bad even though I didn't understand half of what you said."
"The lessons are horrible, but at least Seto suffers as well."
"Oh."
***
At Kaiba's…
"Mokuba, you're grounded 'till you're 50 for being a better dancer than I am and for corrupting my reputation." Seto was dead set on punishing the younger Kaiba one way or another.
"But why, dearest brother?" Mokuba's voice was dripping with honey as he sent puppy looks at Seto.
"Aaahhhh! Stop the evil cutesy looks!" Seto screamed as he dove under the couch. "Ok, ok, you're relieved of your punishment! Just stop being so CUTE!"
"Ok^_^"
Kero: And so, the day ends for our victims. But what will tomorrow bring? I think I hear the sweet sound of competition…
YK: Kero! Don't give away the spoilers! (to reader) Spoilers are $5 each.
Kero: Oops, sorry.
YK: That's ok. Care to join me for tea?
Kero: You have cake and those little biscuits?
YK: Yep! Can't have tea without 'em.
Kero: Wahoo! I'm there!
YK: ^_^
1 Ballet Bedlam
1.1 Ch.2 Postures and Twirls
"Bakura! What are you doing here?" Yami blurted out unwisely, then tried to regain his posture as the serious game king.
"Well, dancing is a way for me to express myself," was the response.
"So…you're going to be our dance instructor?!" Seto still had a hard time believing his fate.
"Yep!"
"Yaaaa!!! Let's start dancing!" Mokuba didn't seem to care whom the teacher is as long as he got to learn the wonderful art of ballet.
"OK!" Bakura clapped his hands together like a giddy dance trainer ready to teach his students---wait, that's what he's doing, right? Anyway… "For starters, we'll start off with posture."
"You mean like this?" Seto got into Goku's fighting stance from Dragonball Z.
"Ummm…no." Bakura was seriously starting to doubt if his two students had what it took to master, or at least start, ballet.
"Of course not, dumbo!" Yami scoffed at Seto. "Watch moi."
"I'd like to watch you alright," Seto muttered under his breathe. "Like you could do any better."
"I heard that!" The king of games posed like Card Captor Sakura when she's about to reveal her scepter.
"Ha! That's not even half as good as mine!"
"Shut u---"
"Now, let's not be brutal," Bakura tried to consul the two nemesis, for the sake of his dance studio. "We'll just…um…skip the posture and go onto the twirls."
"But look at me!" Mokuba called from the other end of the room. Everyone watched as he did a perfect pose (we a see a stoplight shine in the background with cheers and applauds).
"Hmph!" was sounded from both teens, who were jealous and affronted.
"Very good, Mokuba!" Bakura praised, glad that someone finally got it right. "Now, for twirls."
After Bakura showed the correct and incorrect forms and ways to appear graceful, Seto and Yami decided to practice.
Seto did a…well…half turn, so to speak, but somehow managed to trip over his own two feet and smacked his face right into the floor. "Ouch…"
"HAHAHAHA!" Yami fell over laughing and pointed hysterically at Seto, who was still on the floor trying to disentangle his legs.
"Can you do better?" the corporation owner retorted.
"Watch n' learn." With that, Yami started twirling at 70 miles/hr, and spun into a metal beam. Naturally, he retreated to the ground with a halo of starts and birds. "Owww…pretty birdies…make the pain stop…"
"HAHAHA!" Seto nearly crackled in two from the intensity of insane laughing. "Watch n' learn? I think I already know how to run into a beam! HAHAHA!"
Bakura tried to stifle his laughter, but failed and emitted trails of giggles while saying, "Y-yami, giggle a-are you alright?"
"Of course I'm fine!" The previous pharaoh glared and dusted himself, even though no dust was present. "Why wouldn't I be?"
"Well," Seto started, "considering the fact that you have the world's largest bump on your forehead, I'd say---"
"Shut up!" Yami silenced Seto with a heavy-duty mallet that magically appeared in his hand. Now Seto also wore an egg-like mount of his head. "Now, Seto, who were you saying that have the world's largest bump?"
"Why you little---"
"Hey! Look at me!" All eyes turned to Mokuba, who was spinning gracefully around the perimeter of the room. "This is SO easy!"
"Show off!" Yami grumbled.
"Mokuba's sooo gonna get grounded," Seto muttered as he glared enviously at his younger brother.
"Good job!" Bakura congratulated Mokuba, who was the only person who actually achieved ballet. "Today's lesson is over. I hope to see you all here tomorrow. 'Bye!"
***
"So Yami, how was ballet?" Yugi asked once Yami entered the Turtle Game Shop.
"Y.BakuraworkedthereforhisartimejobBakurawastheteacherandSetoandMokubaaretak ingballetaswell," Yami replied in one breath.
"Um…ok. I take it the lessons weren't so bad even though I didn't understand half of what you said."
"The lessons are horrible, but at least Seto suffers as well."
"Oh."
***
At Kaiba's…
"Mokuba, you're grounded 'till you're 50 for being a better dancer than I am and for corrupting my reputation." Seto was dead set on punishing the younger Kaiba one way or another.
"But why, dearest brother?" Mokuba's voice was dripping with honey as he sent puppy looks at Seto.
"Aaahhhh! Stop the evil cutesy looks!" Seto screamed as he dove under the couch. "Ok, ok, you're relieved of your punishment! Just stop being so CUTE!"
"Ok^_^"
Kero: And so, the day ends for our victims. But what will tomorrow bring? I think I hear the sweet sound of competition…
YK: Kero! Don't give away the spoilers! (to reader) Spoilers are $5 each.
Kero: Oops, sorry.
YK: That's ok. Care to join me for tea?
Kero: You have cake and those little biscuits?
YK: Yep! Can't have tea without 'em.
Kero: Wahoo! I'm there!
YK: ^_^