Isa: Mmmmwhaaa! Wasn't that fun?
Joey: Why'd you make me fail a test?
Isa: Oh please, you wouldn't have studied anyway.
Joey: Dat's true......
Yami: I'm afraid to ask whom I get paired up with.
Isa: Oh you'll find out soon enough!
Yami: --"
Yugi: But hopefully not in the next chapter, otherwise this'd be a short fic.
Isa: Hey don't tell ME how to write MY fan-fics!!!!! uses authoress powers to send bolts of lighting crashing down on his head.
Yugi: AHHHHHHHHHHH!
Isa: Weh-heh. Now, does anybody ELSE have any objections?!
YGO Cast: shake heads.
Isa: Good, on with Chapter Two!! Btw I do not YGO
Chapter Two: Trauma for Yami
Geometry, Calculus, Algebra. Math. All the same concepts, all the same numbers and letters. Yami just couldn't understand why there had to be so many forms! I curse you, you pathetic numbers from the Shadow Realm. He screamed mentally at his worksheet and tapped his pencil lightly on the desk. His will forced him to do the problems but his mind was elsewhere. A group of girls sat to his left in the far corner of the room and he cocked his head to the side observantly. One was tall and very thin, but...blonde. The pharaoh never had very much luck with that kind, so he turned to her companions. The others were all brunettes, with the exception of one redhead. They weren't the ugliest things he'd seen, but he knew he could do better.
Suddenly the blonde girl noticed his presence and waved at him with the top of her fingers. Yami blinked and quickly glued his eyes to his paper. A soft giggle floated on the air currents and soon, the dark half could feel weight being slipped into the desk behind him. There was a pause, and Yami pretended not to notice until a light tap bounced on his shoulder.
"Yes?" he asked turning slowly around, a false smile lingering on his lips. It was the blonde girl, in all her radiant beauty. She revealed a perfectly straight row of snow-white teeth when she grinned. A lock of hair was twirled on her finger and she began to speak.
"Hey...your Yami Mouto, right?" she asked, her voice cheerful and happy, as most blonde voices were.
Yami gave a tilt of his head that the girl took for a nod. Her eyes lit up in joy, progressively getting to the point at hand.
"Ok," she began," I have this friend. She's right over there." The girl extended a slender finger at one of the brunette girls who watched patiently. Yami's head followed the human arrow and raised an eyebrow.
"Her name is Samantha," the girl went on,"She was wondering if you'd like to go to the dance with her." Yami blinked and stared back at the blonde blankly.
"You are, going to the dance....aren't you?" she probed leaning forward in her seat. Yami continued to stare and lifted his finger and opened his mouth to answer.
"I...." it closed shut again. What do I do? I don't want to hurt her feelings....but.... Yami took another glance at the blonde's friend and she smiled sheepishly. Yami suppressed an uncomfortable version back and swung to face the blonde again.
"Um....I'm really sorry, but.....but....I....."
"But what?" the blonde asked, her eyes narrowing defensively, "do you have a problem with my friend?"
"Hu? No! No, it's just that......" Oh mighty Re! What do I say? Before his mind could come up with an excuse his mouth already provided him with one very hastily. "I'm already going with someone else." it said and as soon as the words were out, Yami slapped himself in the forehead. "Someone else!?" the blonde shrieked and all eyes suddenly turned to the front of the room.
"Please, not so loudly...."
"Hey! Ms. Persod! Please take your seat!" the teacher yelled from his desk but the blonde paid him no mind and soon other students began to group around them. Yami looked franticly left and right and was suddenly claustrophobic.
"Who is it!?"
"Does she go to this school?"
"What's she look like?"
"Oh I should have guessed..."
"Man!"
"Waaaaaahhhhaaaaaaa!"
"SILENCE EVERYONE!!!!" Yami screamed his hands ripping his bangs in agony and words began to pour over his lips as he began his explanation.
"She....she is...uh, she doesn't go to this school, so I don't think anyone knows her."
"Try me." The blonde stated hotly, her eyes narrowing, "Tell me what she looks like, and her name."
"Uh her name is......" Yami searched desperately around the room for any clue the outside world would give him. An Algebra book lay open on top of one of the desks and Yami leaned over to glance at the word problems.
"Jasmine." he answered, "Her name is Jasmine and she attends.....Mainland high and she wants to know-" Yami stopped himself before he read the problem verbatim but know one seemed to notice his sudden retreat, they just stared wide-eyed and shocked. Yami narrowed his eyes.
"What?" he wanted to know why everyone was so appalled by this and why did they even care?
"Jasmine hu?" the blonde persisted, "your right I don't know any Jasmine. So what does she look like?"
"Uh.....she has....black hair, and blue eyes and fairly tall....I guess....."
"Taller then you?" a boy snickered in the back and Yami fought the urge to call upon the powers of the Shadow Realm. Banishing a fellow student would only make matters worse. The blonde and her posy straightened and a sly smile raced across her lipgloss drowned lips.
"Ok, Yami Mouto. I look forward to seeing this Jasmine at the dance next week."
"Me...too..." Yami forced a smile and the bell screeched outside the hall. The students began to file out and Yami banged his head on the desk as the teacher took his uncompleted worksheet.
"Yugi, I'm in trouble....." the pharaoh wined and his hickari halted the entrance of a baloney sandwich in his mouth.
"You what?"
"I'm in trouble." Yami repeated and pressed his cheek to the warm lunch table. The groups lunch station was positioned outside under a small clutter of trees and the sun baked the unshaded regions. Kids could been seen bustling about the courtyard and a group of goths rolled some dice on a wayward table playing some form of black jack. Duke neglected his food and stared at the number cube intently.
"Whatcha talkin' about Yeahma?" Joey asked pulling the melted cheese off of his barbecue sandwich. He yelped as the plastic like substance bounced back in his face.
"Well....there was this girl who asked if I would take her friend to the dance and I didn't want to hurt her feelings so I told her that-"
"You were already going with someone." Yugi finished and sighed, "Oh boy Yami, you've really done it now."
"What am I going to do Yugi!?" Yami jerked his body up then laid his head on his folded arms across the table, "Everyone is expecting me to show up with this some fantastic black haired-blue eyed girl named Jasmine and she doesn't even exist!!!!"
"Blue eyed-Black hair girl called Jasmine?" Yugi repeated blinking, "Yami, you didn't get that off a Disney movie did you?"
"No..." Yami answered feebly, "An algebra book....."
Yugi rolled his eyes and Tea slapped her hand to her cheek. "You could have told them that you were going with me. I would have helped you out."
The boys stared at her warily with raised eyebrows and silence captured long moments.
"Hmmm.....yeah..., uh Yeahma? You're pretty much screwed." Joey stated breaking the silence and struggled to chew through his sandwich. Yami groaned and hid his face in his arms. Yugi sighed and shook his head.
"Oh Yami....you brought this upon yourself you know...." "Hey, what's wrong with Mr. Duel champ over here?" a feminine voice came from behind and Joey's head was the first to turn.
"Hey Mai!" he waved and scooted over to make room for her. She smiled and pushed back her golden hair around her ear.
"What's up you guys?" she asked smiling.
"Oh nothing new," Tea huffed, "just Yami talking himself into situations again."
Mai blinked and glanced over at the pharaoh who still refused to meet anyone's gaze. "What is it this time?" she asked and Yugi rehearsed the story to her. After he was finished she laughed a little to herself and rolled her eyes.
"Oh boy.....well, the answer to your problem is obvious." she said and Yami lifted his head.
"Really?"
Mai nodded firmly and placed one leg over the other. "Of course. Don't we all know a black haired blue eyed chick who could portray as this Jasmine?"
The school diva was met with blank stared from her friends and her eyes narrowed in frustration. "Urgh, oh come on you guys. You know, that girl from the Battle City torment? She works at that Egyptian Museum?"
There were more of the blank stares until Yami mused stupidly, "Ishiuzu?"
"Yeah that's her." Mai smiled, "ask her if she'd be willing to do a little role playing." "I guess....." Yami began to think it over when Tea's voice cut him off like a sharp blade.
"Hold on! We barely even know Ishiuzu! You can't just ask her do something like that! Besides, to see her would mean we'd have to go through that psycho-brother of hers. And I don't know about the rest of you but I'd like to keep MY mind to myself!!!!"
"Well it seems like the only plan to me," Duke put in, "besides I'm sure she owes you enough favors Yami."
"Yeah! Go for it man!" this comment came from Joey, as it would. Yami shrank back in his seat. "I'm not sure this would be a wise decision....."
"Well telling everybody you had a date when you didn't wasn't wise ether Yami but that didn't stop you did it?" Yugi huffed, "you should have just told her no. She'd get over it." Yugi bit viciously into his sandwich and scarffed the food down. Then he glared over at Tea and muttered, "We all get over it....."
Yami sighed. "Ishiuzu is my only hope. I only hope she just complies with my proposal but something tells me she won't like it."
"Oh but she has to like it," Yugi replied quickly, "Remember Yami the fate of your social life hangs in the balance!"