**Well! I finally decided to get off my lazy butt and give the people what they want! I cannot say enough to express my thanks for all the wonderful reviews...but I know I've said THAT a million times. Ok I'm gonna run with a plot here, hope you guys like it!**

** Oh due to several pleadings/threats ( I don't know which one to call it..JK Jackie) from a friend of mine, I have an announcement to make. PLEASE read and review the stories by Dragonwing. She has 5 X-Men Evolution stories that are really great, even if you don't like the show that much (I don't like it much myself but her stories are awesome). So PLEASE read and review them! Another note (this is of my own free will :D) it is a must that EVERYONE read the stories by PrincessRose! She has two Zelda stories so far and they are phenomenal!!! You are missing out if you don't read them!**

Disclaimer Guy- Once again, Rina does not own Yu-gi-oh. Any involvement to steal the copyrights is purely that of yours and the security camera's imagination.

WindMageRina- If it weren't for no character bashing I'd put you in the story and torture you! But on to chapter two! (ooh hey that rhymed!)

The Real Tea
Chapter 2- The Scarlet Letter

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Why are these math problems so hard?!! She blinked and raised her head from the textbook and looked at the clock. It's bright green numbers read that the time was 8:17 P.M. She'd been doing homework for almost two hours. The homework had gotten steadily harder over the weeks. It seemed as if the teachers were playing a game-- whoever had the most kids dead from overwork by the end of the year would win. She sighed and put it down to take a break. There wasn't any use frying her brain over it.
She thought briefly about calling one of her friends but decided against it. She'd get off her homework and she needed to have that finished. If she didn't want detention anyway. Why the teachers were being so zealous all of a sudden was beyond her. Maybe it has something to do with a possible raise for good performance or something.
She rubbed her eyes and lay back on her pillow. She had a cramp in her neck for sitting like that for so long. She rubbed at it intensly, and it felt a lot better. Though she tried hard not to fall asleep, she closed her eyes for a second and before she knew it she was in dreamland.

BRRRRRRRRIIIIINNNNNNGGG!

She woke up to the sound of the doorbell. Sitting up, she realized she'd fallen asleep, because the clock now read 8:43.

BBBRRRRRRRIIIINNNNNNGGGG!

Getting up out of bed, she went to answer the door. Now who could that be? She asked herself as she walked up to the door. She unlocked it, and opened it, but when she looked out, no one was there. she said, walking out about a step to look around. All of a sudden she felt afraid, but couldn't explain why. Is anyone the- she looked down at her feet to see a letter. She picked it up, annoyed. They could have just used the mailbox instead of ringing the bell. But at least it woke me up. The letter was written in a beautiful calligraphy, and the words were colored a deep red. She could see that it was addressed to her, with no return address. Her name, Tea Gardner, was written elegantly at the top.
The same inexplicable feeling of fear began to creep over her again, but she dismissed it. It's just a letter, why should I be afraid of it? But all of a sudden she had to read it.

She carried it inside, mechanically closing and locking the door. She opened a drawer in the kitchen a grabbed a letter opener, and with that headed back for her room. Situating herself on her bed, she opened the letter, unfolded the paper, and had a shock.

There was nothing on it!

She was instantly very annoyed. Is this someone's idea of a joke? For Pete's sake- she yelled and dropped the letter, staring at it, as it seemed to spring to life, and words began to appear in the page, the same beautiful handwriting as on the envelope. She could hear the words in her head as if they were being spoken rather than written.

This is not a joke. The words appeared on the page as she heard them inside her head.

What the?! Who-

I will ask the questions here, fool. But let me state it simply. My name is of no importance. However, know that soon I will rule this realm and all others, but there is one thing that I need. The power of the Millennium Puzzle that your friend possesses. I want you to get it for me.

Despite the overwhelming fear inside her, she got control of herself. No! Take Yugi's puzzle?! Why in the world do you think I would EVER help you get it?! she yelled. Her rage was greater than her fear. A cruel, high-pitched laugh echoed inside her head. More words began to appear in response.

Because you will have no other choice. For I have powers that you cannot imagine!!! My loyal servants, as well, are many. Why, may you ask, do I want your help? Could not my servants try to take it from him? No. Because you are close to him, and so will have a good opportunity, also I know he will not harm you as he may one of my minions. This is your task. I want you to take it from him and bring it to me. Once you have it you will know where to go, and I feel certain he will follow, and then I will take it for my own! And I warn you, if you tell anyone of this you and your friends will suffer! Doubt my powers and you will be sorry! With that, the letter caught fire and burned itself up, leaving no more than a small pile of ashes where it had once been.

Tea's breathing was rapid and her heart pounded as she stood there staring at it, shivering. Her thoughts came in waves as she sat back down. She reached for the phone but quickly suppressed the urge, remembering the warning she had been given. Oh man, what do I do now? she thought. I can't steal Yugi's puzzle! But what if what that letter said was right, and if I don't something terrible will happen to my friends? Those followers of whoever that was may be watching me right now! I can't do what it said but.... how can I avoid it? Oh what do I do! What do I do?!


*K that's all for now! I hope you like it. It'll get better later, I promise! (As soon as I finish writing chapter three!)*