Joey: *blushes*
Ryou, Bakura, Yami & Yugi: *snicker*
Bakura: Ha! Sorry suckers! We still get to be in the story, and we don't have to dress up as girls!!!
Jou, Malik and Seto: *muttermuttercurse*
WSJ: *sweatdrop* On to the story! I still don't own YGO, but I do own Gwen, from the aforementioned Tales of the Child of Fate. Amoura is Brood Mayran's. Dorothy belongs to Sunrise and whoever else owns Gundam Wing, and I'm just borrowing her for a bit of eyebrow-bashing. ^_~ Don't ask. You'll see.
/..../ hikari to yami
//....// yami to hikari
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The next two weeks were almost a blur for Seto, Malik and Jou. Shizuka was in on their little scheme, and was trying to tudor them to be girls, as well as helping them buy and assemble their wardrobes. If you really want to know what happened, here's the highlights:
* Ishtar had a lot of fun making jokes about his hikari
* Seto almost had to get stitches after he cut his leg shaving
* All three boys complained excessively about having to wear bras stuffed with kleenex or scarves
* Seto and Jou started to let their hair grow
* Malik learned how to braid and French braid so he could do his own hair
* The boys learned how to apply makeup, although they all put up tremendous fights
* It was discovered that when Seto put on a dress he was actually hotter then Mai (at least according to Jou)
* They tried to hide all this from Yugi, Ryou and Honda and somehow suceeded
Anyway, two weeks after their initial desicion, Seto, Malik, Jou, and Shizuka stood in the airline terminal, waiting for the plane to England. Or rather, Shizuka stood with Sarah Kato, Jasmine "Jaz" Kamiya and Mallory "Mal" Ishla, which were their aliases.
"Sarah Kato", was sitting on his suitcase, his chin in his hands and his elbows on his knees. He was wearing a plain white T-shirt, and a long blue jean skirt with a matching jacket, with slightly high-heeled black boots.
"Mal Ishla", was leaning moodily against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest. He wore a baby blue T-shirt and jeans and black platform sandels. His hair (with a bit of help from Shizuka) was pulled back into a high pony-tail.
"Jaz Kamiya", was standing near the huge window that covered all of one wall, staring out to see if the plane was coming. His hair had been curled slightly, and there was the barest hint of makeup on his face. (The other two had refused to wear it until absolutly necessary) He had on a green tanktop, blue jean capris and dark green flip-flops. A green headband was keeping his hair out of his eyes.
Shizuka stood next to Jou, giggling slightly. "Jaz," she said, using his alias for the benefit of the others, so they'd get used to hearing it. "Stop fiddling with your bra."
Jou gave her a plaintive, puppy-dog look. "It itches! I don't know how you women stand these things..."
Seto took his chin out of his hands and gave them both a whithering look. "I am going to kill you Jou. I swear it. I love Isis with all my heart, but I still can't believe I let you talk me into this!"
Shizuka chuckled. "Oh suck it up! Now are you sure you have everything you need? When you get there you won't really be able to ask anyone for help."
The three boys-disguised-as-girls nodded as some flight attendant dude came over the loud speakers.
"Flight 666 for London, England now bording."
The four looked at each other with raised eyebrows. "Now that's kinda creepy..." Malik noted.
The boys picked up various bags and small suitcases they had as carry-on luggage and headed for the gate. "Sayanora!" Jou called back over his shoulder to his sister, trying to remember to keep his voice high.
The plane trip was pretty uneventful, other then Ishtar freaking out and Jou getting sick because of the airline food. "Don't worry," the flight attendant told him in her impossibly chipper way. "That happens often."
The school had arranged for someone to meet them at the London airport, and so when they got off they were greeted imediately by a young woman with the strangest eyebrows in four dimentions.
"I'm Dorothy," she said. "And I guess I'm supposed to drive you back the the school."
They nodded and she turned away. As she led them through the parking lot, the three whispered to each other behind her back.
"Her eyebrows are seriously freaking me out!" Jou whispered.
"I know!" Malik agreed. "Every time she turns around they stare at me!"
Seto gave both of them weird looks, but nodded his agreement anyway.
Dorothy's eyebrows were forked, and navy blue, while her hair was platinum blond. An you've got to admit, that's just wrong.
Dorothy led them to an old, beat-up Honda, causing the boys to snicker. She raised an eyebrow at that (the boys flinched back) but desided not to ask.
She got in behind the wheel while Seto, Jou, and Malik crowded into the back seat. None of the three were willing to be alone in the front with Dorothy's eyebrows.
They arrived about twenty minutes later at a huge stone mansion that sort of reminded Seto and Jou of Pegasus's castle. Several smaller stone buildings were scatted around it.
Standing on the wide steps leading up to the main building's entrance were Isis, two other girls and an older woman that they assumed was the head-mistress.
"Thank you Dorothy," she said, inclining her head a little. "You may go back to class."
Dorothy nodded and trotted off toward one of the smaller buildings. The head-mistress, Isis and the other two girls came down the steps to meet them.
Seto seemed frozen solid at seeing Isis coming toward him. Jou frowned and quickly gave him a sharp rap on the back. "Breathe Sarah, breathe!" he hissed.
Seto coughed and blinked, then shot a glare toward the shorter blond. "Thanks, I think..." he said softly.
"No prob!" Jou said under his breath as the girls got nearer. "Wouldn't want you to blow our cover."
Malik shushed them both as the headmistress started to speak.
"Hello girls, welcome to St Gabriel's School for Girls. These are your roommates. Jasmine, you'll be rooming with Gwen Kennady," A blond girl about Jou's height waved, and he nodded at her, beginning to get nervous for the first time. He hadn't thought they'd actually have to room with girls.
Malik's roommate turned out to be the green-haired girl. Her name was Amoura Letazaut, and she was a French exchange student. Convieniently, she spoke Japanese, although with an accent. Gwen was actually from America, but she too could speak Japanese.
Seto was beginning to sweat, and indeed, the next words out of the headmistress's mouth were the ones he'd been fearing.
"Sarah, this is your roommate, Isis Ishtar."
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WSJ: *grins* Like? Iie? I felt like revamping because as characters, Amoura and Gwen are a lot more developed and easy for me to work with then Ra will ever be. ^~ Plus, I abandonned the YGO Destiny Saga a long time ago in favor of working on Tales of the Child of Fate.
Ryou: God bless minna-san!