Okies, sorry for the long wait but I've just started mid-terms. So here's
the really long chapter to keep you busy and I hope you enjoy. ^______^
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The girls had been settled into their new dorms. As it was much too late to have a meeting now, the girls were just relaxing and had been told that dinner would be sent up. Kurry was rooming with Andraaia and Kitty and Kat were next door. Kurry tested the bedsprings, then flopped down and sighed. 'Comfy.'
Just then there came a knock at the door and Andraaia went to answer it. A tall, thin guy with black hair was standing there. 'Erm...hallo,' he muttered, shuffling his feet. 'I'm from the singer's class...I was sent to give you this.' He offered a box of pizza. Kurry sat up straight at the smell. 'Hawaiian!' she cried. 'Thanks!'
Andraaia motioned him through the door. 'C'mon in. What's your name?' she asked.
'Duke. What's yours?'
'Andraaia. Nice to meet you.'
The two nodded at each other.
'So what do you do?' both asked at the same time, then flushed.
'I'm into pyrotechnics,' Andraaia went first.
'Really? That's cool. I do sound stage and a touch of lighting. But for some reason whenever I do lights they tend to burn out on me,' Duke admitted, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. Andraaia chuckled. Then Duke jumped. 'Holy Toledo! I have 8 other pizzas to deliver! I'd better go. Enjoy your dinner!' He dashed helter-skelter out the door.
The moment Andraaia was sure he was gone, she let out a huge breath and squealed, 'Did you SEE him? He was CUTE! ^______^'
Kurry, who had wisely stayed out of that whole exchange, chuckled as she opened the pizza. 'D'you mean the way he looked or the way he acted around you?'
'Both,' said Andraaia, then blushed deeply. 'O-O Waaaaait, whadda ya MEAN "around me"?'
'Ohhhh, I think he was pretty taken with you.' Kurry giggled at her friend's expression. 'Here, you should've invited him in for pizza!'
Andraaia's eyes widened. 'Aw! That is SO unfair!' she gasped. Kurry grinned. 'I'm just teasing ya. Here, have some pizza.'
Over in the next room, the pizza had already been delivered. Kitty, having eaten three pieces, was pacing hyperly up and down in the middle of the floor. Kat was lounging on one of the beds, absently watching her sister pace, until she got seasick and ordered her to stop.
'I can't,' Kitty insisted, 'I'm so nervous about tomorrow.'
'Yeah, me too. But a good night's rest and our best foot forward tomorrow will benefit us greatly,' Kat said wisely.
Kitty paused in the middle of the floor. 'I wonder when the meeting is.'
Right on cue there came a knock at the door. Kitty hastened to answer it, to find Kurry and Andraaia on the doorstep. Kurry was holding a piece of paper and both girls had confused looks on their faces. 'Oy, did you two get a notice with your pizza?'
Kitty shrugged. 'I dunno. C'mon in, I'll check.'
While Kitty rummaged around for the misplaced paper, Kurry, Kat and Andraaia scrutinised the one they had. Kurry read it aloud.
"To the New Arrivals,
We humbly request an audience with
you at our first meeting tomorrow morning
at nine. It will take place in the Voice Room
and breakfast will be provided. The meeting
will consist of figuring out what exactly we have
to work with and how to go about creating a
show worthy of your talents. We ask that you
come prepared to show your stuff. Directions
to the Voice Room are given below.
Sincerest thanks,
Mr. Topoli's Voice Class"
Following were a list of instructions such as "walk down the hall and turn right." Kurry flipped the paper over and back, then raised her eyebrows and said, 'Well, at least they're polite.'
'I'll say. I wonder who wrote this?' Kat mused.
'I found it!' Kitty grinned triumphantly as she pulled the paper from the bottom of the trash can and held it aloft.
Major sweatdrop, then Kurry said, 'Okay, so we'll all leave together at quarter to nine. Alright?'
The other girls nodded and Kurry with Andraaia in tow headed for their dorms, in anticipation of a good night's sleep.
Promptly at quarter to nine, the four friends met in the hall. Following the directions on the sheet, they found their way downstairs to the Voice Room. When they arrived they discovered that most of the other girls were milling about, checking out the facilities, munching on bagels and a few guys had gotten up the courage to show them around. Mrs. Calaban was in the middle of the room. She glanced up as Kurry and the others sidled in and sighed in relief. "Good, they made it.' She signalled to Mr. Topoli and he clapped for silence.
Mrs. Calaban went up to the front of the room, off the floor. As everyone gathered, she called for silence.
'Thank you. I hope everyone slept well. This meeting is basically discussing what we have to work with and then we'll determine what can be used,' she explained.
'With our beat and your moves there's NOTHIN' we can't do!' some guy yelled.
Mrs. Calaban struggled not to chuckle. 'Well, thank you, but we'll see. Now, anyone want to put anything on the table?'
Kurry noticed the three guys she'd seen yesterday huddled in a corner, murmuring to each other. Then one of them grabbed a mike and spoke into it.
'Um, excuse me?'
Mrs. Calaban looked at the violet-eyed boy with the mike. 'Yes?'
He coughed slightly and said, 'My two friends and I were working on a little something this summer. Perhaps you'd like to hear it?'
Mrs. Calaban looked dubious. 'Is it appropriate?' she sighed.
Malik crossed his arms. 'Depends whether you're a hentai or not,' he smirked. A few of the girls tittered.
Mrs. Calaban raised an eyebrow. 'Do they have a good beat?' she asked, interested.
Malik shrugged. 'Meh. You can figure that out for yourself.'
Mrs. Calaban was trying not to smile at this defiant young man before her. She nodded acquiescingly and said, 'Take it up with Kurry and her girls. They're the ones who dance.'
The class dispersed, continuing the mini-tours as the teachers got organised. Malik glanced around the bustling room, attempting to find Kurry. His gaze fell on the blond he'd seen earlier and as he watched her he somehow knew this was Kurry. She had the look of a dancer about her. She was bent next to a lighting console, examining it. He sidled up behind her and spoke low into the microphone.
'So, you dance?'
Being right next to a speaker, Kurry jumped and whirled around. Malik chuckled. 'Did I scare ya?' he joked. Kurry let out a breath. 'Sheesh, you're trying to get rid of me, aren't you?'
'Nah. So, do you dance?' he persisted.
Kurry nodded. 'Yeah, I dance. I'm Kurry.'
He nodded. 'Malik Ishtar. Pleased to meet you.' They neatly shook hands.
'So what do you do? I mean, you said you had something, is it music? D'you play?' Kurry asked.
Malik shook his head. 'I sing. My friends and I tried our hand at recording a few songs this summer. That's them over there, the two white- haired ones. Ryou's got a treble-bass and Bakura's a tenor, like me.'
Kurry gasped. 'Oh, treble-bass voices are lovely. And rare too.'
Malik nodded, looking rather peeved. 'Yeah, Bakura and I would kill to have a voice like his.'
'Aw, tenors aren't that bad,' Kurry said slyly. 'Are you gonna sing so we can hear what we have to work with?'
Malik cocked an eyebrow. 'You really want to hear them?' He sounded incredulous.
'Well, yeah, that's why we're here,' Kurry told him. 'Go sing. We'll see what kind of beat you've got.' There was a challenge in her voice.
Malik grinned. 'You want a good beat? You've got a good beat.'
He sauntered out to the middle of the floor. Still holding the mike, he spoke into it, attracting everyone's attention.
'Uh, excuse me, again. After conferring with Kurry,' here he inclined his head politely at her, 'we've decided to test a couple of our songs and would appreciate an audience.' He glanced at Mrs. Calaban for consent. She nodded and motioned for him to continue. Malik grinned and went into a huddle with Bakura and Ryou.
'Okay, here's our chance. No screwups. Ryou, hit the disk. Bakura, mikes for you and Ryou,' he directed quietly. Bakura looked at him funny, as Ryou went over to the stereo. 'We're singing?'
Malik nodded determinedly. 'Yeah, whatcha think we were gonna do? Lip- sync?'
Ryou put the disk in the stereo to the music side. He dashed quickly to his place on Malik's right and Bakura tossed him a microphone. 'Number 9,' Malik whispered over his shoulder and the other two nodded. 'Right.' Malik motioned at the stereo. 'Oy, hit number nine for us, will ya?' Duke, who happened to be closest, fiddled with the buttons for a sec and then hit play. Malik smirked a challenge back at Kurry, who stood with her arms crossed next to Kitty and Kat. 'You'll enjoy this,' he grinned. She cocked an eyebrow. 'We'll see.'
Malik: "You're the one for me,
You're my ecstasy,
You're the one I need..."
The beat started up. The three bishies started snapping their fingers in time to the beat, grinning cockily until their next cue came.
All: "Get down, get down,
And move it all around,
Get down, get down,
And move it all around."
Kurry noticed that they didn't move around a lot. Well, they needed some help with their moves but that beat sure was catchy. She found that she was tapping her foot in time to the rhythm.
Malik: "Hey baby love I need a girl like you,
Tell me if you feel it too.
I'm in delusion every minute every hour,
My heart is crying out for you."
Malik: "I feel like heaven when I look in your eyes,
I know that you are the one for me.
You drive me crazy 'cause you're one of a kind,
I want your lovin' baby,
And I want it right now."
All: "Get down, get down,
And move it all around.
Get down, get down,
And move it all around."
Kurry had been searching for the perfect beat for a long time. This came close; it was quick and light and made her want to dance. But it wasn't enough...she didn't know why she thought she'd find the perfect beat here, but something about this violet-eyed boy was strange...his rhythm ran different.
All: "Ooo, baby you're so fine,
I'm gonna make you mine,
Your lips they taste so sweet.
You're the one for me,
You're my ecstasy,
You're the one I need."
The beat changed all of a sudden. Kurry was confused until she realised that Bakura was rapping the second verse. She rolled her eyes a little at that. Typical guys.
Bakura: "C'mon girl and get down,
Spike it up, flip it, and move it all around,
Hit it with this, if you wanna get with this,
Put ya at the top of my list.
Uh huh."
Malik: "I feel like heaven when I look in your eyes,
I know that you are the one for me.
You drive me crazy 'cause you're one of a kind,
I want your lovin'
And I want it right now."
All: "Get down, get down,
And move it all around.
Get down, get down,
And move it all around."
All: "Ooo, baby you're so fine,
I'm gonna make you mine,
Your lips they taste so sweet.
You're the one for me,
You're my ecstasy,
You're the one I need."
Malik: "I feel like heaven when I look in your eyes,
I know that you are the one for me.
You drive me crazy 'cause you're one of a kind,
I want your lovin' baby,
And I want it right now."
All: "Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa"
The bridge was a little slower and rather sweet. Kurry unintentionally caught Malik's eye as he sang and quickly glanced away, trying not to blush. Kitty, who had appeared on her left, nudged her teasingly, grinning.
All: "You're the one for me,
You're my ecstasy,
You're the one I need..."
All: "Get down, get down,
And move it all around.
Get down, get down,
And move it all around.
Get down, get down,
And move it all around.
Get down, get down,
And move it all around.
Get down, get down,
Yeah......."
Everyone applauded as the guys finished. Malik took a deep breath and let it out slowly, gathering himself before he turned to Kurry again, cocky once more. 'Well? What didja think?' he asked.
Kurry nodded nonchalantly. 'Not bad, not bad at all. I liked it. D'you have anything else?'
Malik cocked an eyebrow. Behind him, Bakura and Ryou got twin evil grins on and glanced significantly at each other.
'Oh yeah, we got another beat. But uh...it's a little intense. D'you think you can handle it?' Malik asked, still smirking.
Kitty stepped forward, indignant. 'Oho, you dunno who you're talking to!' she drawled.
Kat joined in. 'Yeah, this is Kurry Kurishi. There's NO beat she can't handle!'
Kurry rolled her eyes fondly at her friends. 'My friends have too much confidence in me,' she said sheepishly. 'But do your beat and we'll see how it goes.'
Malik inclined his head courteously at her as he and the white-haired duo backed up. Someone hit the music and Malik began, grinning through his song.
Malik: "If you want it to be good, girl,
Get yourself a
Bad Boy."
Kurry's eyebrows rose almost to her hairline as the beat started. It sounded...vaguely Egyptian in some ways. But all too soon she realised it was only the opening bar and then the beat REALLY started and her eyes went wide.
Malik: "If you want it to be wild,
Gotta know just who to dial, baby,
And that's me.
If you really like it hot,
Get someone who hits the spot, honey,
Oh yes."
Malik put all of his talent into this song. It was his favourite as he had come up with the beat and most of the words.
Ryou: "And if you wanna get it done,
Then you gotta get the one,
The one who's got it goin' on."
Ryou slid forward around Malik to his right, singing his part like an expert. Bakura sidled up on Malik's left, belting out his follow-up for all he was worth.
Bakura: "If you wanna make it last,
Gotta know just who to ask,
Baby it's gotta be the best.
And that's me."
Ryou moved between them as Malik sang the next bit. As they hit the chorus, Ryou leaned suavely on Malik's shoulder and Bakura backed against a pillar nearby. Every girl in the room collectively inhaled at the striking image they made.
Malik: "If you want it to be good girl,
Get yourself a All: Bad Boy.
If you really want it good girl,
Get yourself a
Bad Boy."
Malik sang the next verse as well. Inside, he was secretly grinning like a loon, seeing the shocked and increasingly impressed looks on the three dancers' faces.
Malik: "Get it like it could be,
Would be,
Yeah like it should be All: If you want it to be good girl,
Get yourself a
Bad Boy."
Malik: "If you like it innovative,
Better get someone creative, honey,
And if you want it to be jammin'
Gotta get some body slammin' baby."
Ryou: "And if you wanna get it done,
Then you gotta get the one,
The one who's got it goin' on."
Bakura: "If you wanna make it last,
Gotta know just who to ask,
Baby it's gotta be the best.
And that's me."
The two dark-haired dancers were blatantly staring open-mouthed at the white-haired bishies as they sang their lines. Kitty gasped to herself when Ryou glanced right at her. +He's got a treble-bass! Whew!+ She thought and blushed immediately after. Kat was too busy trying not to swoon to think.
Malik: "If you want it to be good girl,
Get yourself a All: Bad Boy.
If you really want it good girl,
Get yourself a
Bad Boy."
Malik: "Get it like it could be,
Would be,
Yeah like it should be All: If you want it to be good girl,
Get yourself a
Bad Boy."
Malik: "Now listen..."
All: "These are things, Malik: Your momma shouldn't know, All: These are things, Ryou : I really wanna show, All: These are things, Bakura: I wanna show you how. All: So won't you let me show you right now! Bakura: Ooo baby!"
The Egyptian rhythm started again. Ryou was trying not to chuckle into the microphone from nervousness as he sang his next bit.
Ryou: "And if you wanna get it done,
Then you gotta get the one,
The one who's got it going on."
Bakura: "If you wanna make it last,
Gotta know just who to ask,
Baby it's gotta be the best,
And that's me my lady."
Bakura was really having a ball, snapping his fingers and tapping one foot against the pillar. Malik rolled his eyes a little and all three belted out the last chorus.
Malik: "If you want it to be good, girl,
Get yourself a All: Bad Boy Malik: That's right. All: If you really want it good girl,
Gotta get yourself a
Bad Boy Bakura: If you really want it,
If you really want it, Malik: Get it like it could be,
Would be,
Yeah like it should be,
If you want it be good
Gotta be like it should."
BG: "If you really want it good,
If you really want it good,
Malik: I like this
Bakura: If you really...
BG: If you really want it good,
If you really want it good,
Malik: I'm your bad boy - I'm your bad boy
Oh yeah..."
The Egyptian beat finally faded out and the guys lowered their mikes.
'w00t!'
'You go guys!'
'Hoh yeah!'
The room erupted in cheers for that performance. The three bishies high-fived elatedly, smirking. Malik broke away from his friends and sauntered up to Kurry. 'Well, what didja think?'
Kurry smirked at him. 'I think it's our turn,' she said sweetly as she followed Kitty and Kat out onto the floor. Malik stared after her until Bakura cuffed him off the floor.
The girls huddled for a moment. 'Okay, I was checking the beat with our moves and we'll ask for number 9 first. Routine Four. Alright?' The other two nodded. 'Gotcha.'
Kurry turned back to Malik. 'Oy, put number 9 on would you please?' Malik rapidly complied.
All: "You're the one for me,
You're my ecstasy,
You're the one I need..."
Kurry took a deep breath and stretched a little, shaking out her limbs. +Right. Here we go.+
The beat started. In formation, Kitty and Kat flanking Kurry, they began. Swaying, all three took slow steps forward, coming to a halt in perfect sync with the beat. Turning to one side, Kurry followed the singing beat, while the other two kept with the rhythm.
All: "Get down, get down,
And move it all around,
Get down, get down,
And move it all around."
Kurry could feel the rhythm pulsing through her. She lowered her eyes and just let the beat take control, while keeping her routine in the back of her mind so she stayed in sync with Kitty and Kat.
Malik: "Hey baby love I need a girl like you,
Tell me if you feel it too.
I'm in delusion every minute every hour,
My heart is crying out for you."
"I feel like heaven when I look in your eyes,
I know that you are the one for me.
You drive me crazy 'cause you're one of a kind,
I want your lovin' baby,
And I want it right now."
All: "Get down, get down,
And move it all around.
Get down, get down,
And move it all around."
All: "Ooo, baby you're so fine,
I'm gonna make you mine,
Your lips they taste so sweet.
You're the one for me,
You're my ecstasy,
You're the one I need."
Kurry was rather taken aback when she realised the boys were still singing; she'd thought they'd have switched to the recording. Backing up slightly, she spread her arms wide to indicate her friends as they moved forward as one with Bakura's rapping.
Bakura: "C'mon girl and get down,
Spike it up, flip it, and move it all around,
Hit it with this, if you wanna get with this,
Put ya at the top of my list.
Uh huh."
Kitty and Kat, being martial artists, tended to put a lot of their moves from that into dance. Now, they shifted forward, making their routine a little smoother than they normally would. The result was an effortless and powerful effect that made Ryou raise his eyebrows and Bakura catch slightly in the middle of his verse. Striking grey and green eyes held soft brown and hazel ones spellbound for an instant before the girls high-fived and Kurry came back to the front.
Malik: "I feel like heaven when I look in your eyes,
I know that you are the one for me.
You drive me crazy 'cause you're one of a kind,
I want your lovin'
And I want it right now."
All: "Get down, get down,
And move it all around.
Get down, get down,
And move it all around."
All: "Ooo, baby you're so fine,
I'm gonna make you mine,
Your lips they taste so sweet.
You're the one for me,
You're my ecstasy,
You're the one I need."
Kurry swept her arms in a wide arc, shifting smoothly side-to-side, lost in the rhythm of their song. If Malik had not been singing, his jaw would've dropped. She was real fluid when she danced.
Malik: "I feel like heaven when I look in your eyes,
I know that you are the one for me.
You drive me crazy 'cause you're one of a kind,
I want your lovin'
And I want it right now."
This time Malik's jaw DID drop. Kurry had sunk almost to her knees, rising leisurely back to stand. Three beats later, she twisted to her left and made a beckoning motion with one hand. As the tempo sped up again, Kurry kept pace, Kitty and Kat as well keeping sync with the underbeat.
All: "Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa.
Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa"
All: "You're the one for me,
You're my ecstasy,
You're the one I need..."
All: "Get down, get down,
And move it all around.
Get down, get down,
And move it all around.
Get down, get down,
And move it all around.
Get down, get down,
And move it all around.
Get down, get down,
Yeah......."
The music ended abruptly. Kurry, Kitty and Kat went to three different freeze-frame positions at the final pulse, leaving the boys rather breathless. (From SINGING, you hentais! XD) Everybody hooted and hollered and clapped. Mrs. Calaban was quite pleased with their performance; for the first time it had been flawless. Kitty and Kat beamed at each other and high fived ecstatically. Kurry was positively glowing.
'Well?' she breathed, hardly able to speak. The three boys glanced at each other then grinned at her.
'That was...well...it...' Malik started, at a loss for words. Ryou helped. 'It was bloody amazing, is what it was,' he said. 'Yeah, that's it!' the other two agreed. The girls smiled. 'Thanks. Next song!' Kurry said.
The guys all anime fell. 'What? Don't you like, need a break or something?' Malik asked.
'Oh no, we could dance all night if we wanted to,' Kitty shrugged. 'Once we get started, there's no backing out,' Kat added, a sly grin gracing her features. Bakura cocked an eyebrow. 'Well then, we'll just have to give ya a run for the money, eh Malik?' he said, nudging the sandy- haired teen.
Malik shrugged. 'Alright, if you insist, but it's a long haul.' There was uncertainty in his voice.
Kurry narrowed her eyes dangerously. 'Oy!' she barked sharply. The boys turned. Softening her tone a little she said, 'Have a little faith, will ya?' Then she turned and stalked determinedly to the center of the floor.
Man, she had a strong will. Malik couldn't help but grin. This competition was gonna be fun. He hit the play button and grabbed his mike.
Malik: "If you want it to be good, girl,
Get yourself a
Bad Boy."
Kurry swayed forward on the Egyptian beat, an intensely determined look in her eyes. Malik met her gaze head on and held it.
Malik: "If you want it to be wild,
Gotta know just who to dial, baby,
And that's me.
If you really like it hot,
Get someone who hits the spot, honey,
Oh yes."
Ryou: "And if you wanna get it done,
Then you gotta get the one,
The one who's got it goin' on."
Bakura: "If you wanna make it last,
Gotta know just who to ask,
Baby it's gotta be the best.
And that's me."
Her determination heightened by Malik's insensitivity, Kurry danced as she had never danced before. This was her beat now. It was in her blood and in her soul. She felt free, and moved like it. And she kept throwing defiant glances at Malik, who chuckled. He wouldn't be tangling with her anytime soon.
Malik: "If you want it to be good girl,
Get yourself a All: Bad Boy.
If you really want it good girl,
Get yourself a
Bad Boy."
Malik: "Get it like it could be,
Would be,
Yeah like it should be All: If you want it to be good girl,
Get yourself a
Bad Boy."
Malik: "If you like it innovative,
Better get someone creative, honey,
And if you want it to be jammin'
Gotta get some body slammin' baby."
Ryou: "And if you wanna get it done,
Then you gotta get the one,
The one who's got it goin' on."
Bakura: "If you wanna make it last,
Gotta know just who to ask,
Baby it's gotta be the best.
And that's me."
Malik: "If you want it to be good girl,
Get yourself a All: Bad Boy.
If you really want it good girl,
Get yourself a
Bad Boy."
Malik: "Get it like it could be,
Would be,
Yeah like it should be All: If you want it to be good girl,
Get yourself a
Bad Boy."
Malik: "Now listen..."
(Kurry tucked a strand of hair defiantly behind her ear.)
All: "These are things, Malik: Your momma shouldn't know, All: These are things, Ryou: I really wanna show, All: These are things, Bakura: I wanna show you how. All: So won't you let me show you right now! Bakura: Ooo baby!"
Ryou: "And if you wanna get it done,
Then you gotta get the one,
The one who's got it going on."
Bakura: "If you wanna make it last,
Gotta know just who to ask,
Baby it's gotta be the best,
And that's me my lady."
Malik: "If you want it to be good, girl,
Get yourself a All: Bad Boy Malik: That's right. All: If you really want it good girl,
Gotta get yourself a
Bad Boy
If you really want it,
If you really want it, Malik: Get it like it could be,
Would be,
Yeah like it should be,
If you want it be good
Gotta be like it should."
BG: "If you really want it good,
If you really want it good..."
Malik: "I like this."
BG: "If you really want it good,
If you really want it good..."
Bakura: "If you really..."
BG: "If you really want it good,
If you really want it good..."
Malik: "I'm your bad boy - I'm your bad boy
Oh yeah..."
As the beat faded the three dancers turned their backs on the audience and sauntered off behind the curtain. The audience let the beat finish before erupting in cheers. The girls dashed back out to tumultuous applause, which died down as Mrs. Calaban stood. Everyone breathlessly waited for her verdict. The room went deadly silent.
Mrs. Calaban took a deep breath. 'Well, I think we have our show.'
The room exploded again. 'Yes!' Malik hissed in triumph. Bakura and Ryou high-fived behind him. Kurry hugged a beaming Kitty and a giddy Kat. Then as she turned Malik caught her eye. He winked cockily at her. She just rolled her eyes.
He smiled.
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w00t! Yeah! I loved that chapter. (Good mental images. ~__^) Anywho, hope you enjoyed that and please review! (There's nothing I like better than showing guys that girls are cool too. *evil grin* Ahem. Nevermind. ^^;;)
To quote Kitty: "Press the purty purple button!" ^____^
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The girls had been settled into their new dorms. As it was much too late to have a meeting now, the girls were just relaxing and had been told that dinner would be sent up. Kurry was rooming with Andraaia and Kitty and Kat were next door. Kurry tested the bedsprings, then flopped down and sighed. 'Comfy.'
Just then there came a knock at the door and Andraaia went to answer it. A tall, thin guy with black hair was standing there. 'Erm...hallo,' he muttered, shuffling his feet. 'I'm from the singer's class...I was sent to give you this.' He offered a box of pizza. Kurry sat up straight at the smell. 'Hawaiian!' she cried. 'Thanks!'
Andraaia motioned him through the door. 'C'mon in. What's your name?' she asked.
'Duke. What's yours?'
'Andraaia. Nice to meet you.'
The two nodded at each other.
'So what do you do?' both asked at the same time, then flushed.
'I'm into pyrotechnics,' Andraaia went first.
'Really? That's cool. I do sound stage and a touch of lighting. But for some reason whenever I do lights they tend to burn out on me,' Duke admitted, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. Andraaia chuckled. Then Duke jumped. 'Holy Toledo! I have 8 other pizzas to deliver! I'd better go. Enjoy your dinner!' He dashed helter-skelter out the door.
The moment Andraaia was sure he was gone, she let out a huge breath and squealed, 'Did you SEE him? He was CUTE! ^______^'
Kurry, who had wisely stayed out of that whole exchange, chuckled as she opened the pizza. 'D'you mean the way he looked or the way he acted around you?'
'Both,' said Andraaia, then blushed deeply. 'O-O Waaaaait, whadda ya MEAN "around me"?'
'Ohhhh, I think he was pretty taken with you.' Kurry giggled at her friend's expression. 'Here, you should've invited him in for pizza!'
Andraaia's eyes widened. 'Aw! That is SO unfair!' she gasped. Kurry grinned. 'I'm just teasing ya. Here, have some pizza.'
Over in the next room, the pizza had already been delivered. Kitty, having eaten three pieces, was pacing hyperly up and down in the middle of the floor. Kat was lounging on one of the beds, absently watching her sister pace, until she got seasick and ordered her to stop.
'I can't,' Kitty insisted, 'I'm so nervous about tomorrow.'
'Yeah, me too. But a good night's rest and our best foot forward tomorrow will benefit us greatly,' Kat said wisely.
Kitty paused in the middle of the floor. 'I wonder when the meeting is.'
Right on cue there came a knock at the door. Kitty hastened to answer it, to find Kurry and Andraaia on the doorstep. Kurry was holding a piece of paper and both girls had confused looks on their faces. 'Oy, did you two get a notice with your pizza?'
Kitty shrugged. 'I dunno. C'mon in, I'll check.'
While Kitty rummaged around for the misplaced paper, Kurry, Kat and Andraaia scrutinised the one they had. Kurry read it aloud.
"To the New Arrivals,
We humbly request an audience with
you at our first meeting tomorrow morning
at nine. It will take place in the Voice Room
and breakfast will be provided. The meeting
will consist of figuring out what exactly we have
to work with and how to go about creating a
show worthy of your talents. We ask that you
come prepared to show your stuff. Directions
to the Voice Room are given below.
Sincerest thanks,
Mr. Topoli's Voice Class"
Following were a list of instructions such as "walk down the hall and turn right." Kurry flipped the paper over and back, then raised her eyebrows and said, 'Well, at least they're polite.'
'I'll say. I wonder who wrote this?' Kat mused.
'I found it!' Kitty grinned triumphantly as she pulled the paper from the bottom of the trash can and held it aloft.
Major sweatdrop, then Kurry said, 'Okay, so we'll all leave together at quarter to nine. Alright?'
The other girls nodded and Kurry with Andraaia in tow headed for their dorms, in anticipation of a good night's sleep.
Promptly at quarter to nine, the four friends met in the hall. Following the directions on the sheet, they found their way downstairs to the Voice Room. When they arrived they discovered that most of the other girls were milling about, checking out the facilities, munching on bagels and a few guys had gotten up the courage to show them around. Mrs. Calaban was in the middle of the room. She glanced up as Kurry and the others sidled in and sighed in relief. "Good, they made it.' She signalled to Mr. Topoli and he clapped for silence.
Mrs. Calaban went up to the front of the room, off the floor. As everyone gathered, she called for silence.
'Thank you. I hope everyone slept well. This meeting is basically discussing what we have to work with and then we'll determine what can be used,' she explained.
'With our beat and your moves there's NOTHIN' we can't do!' some guy yelled.
Mrs. Calaban struggled not to chuckle. 'Well, thank you, but we'll see. Now, anyone want to put anything on the table?'
Kurry noticed the three guys she'd seen yesterday huddled in a corner, murmuring to each other. Then one of them grabbed a mike and spoke into it.
'Um, excuse me?'
Mrs. Calaban looked at the violet-eyed boy with the mike. 'Yes?'
He coughed slightly and said, 'My two friends and I were working on a little something this summer. Perhaps you'd like to hear it?'
Mrs. Calaban looked dubious. 'Is it appropriate?' she sighed.
Malik crossed his arms. 'Depends whether you're a hentai or not,' he smirked. A few of the girls tittered.
Mrs. Calaban raised an eyebrow. 'Do they have a good beat?' she asked, interested.
Malik shrugged. 'Meh. You can figure that out for yourself.'
Mrs. Calaban was trying not to smile at this defiant young man before her. She nodded acquiescingly and said, 'Take it up with Kurry and her girls. They're the ones who dance.'
The class dispersed, continuing the mini-tours as the teachers got organised. Malik glanced around the bustling room, attempting to find Kurry. His gaze fell on the blond he'd seen earlier and as he watched her he somehow knew this was Kurry. She had the look of a dancer about her. She was bent next to a lighting console, examining it. He sidled up behind her and spoke low into the microphone.
'So, you dance?'
Being right next to a speaker, Kurry jumped and whirled around. Malik chuckled. 'Did I scare ya?' he joked. Kurry let out a breath. 'Sheesh, you're trying to get rid of me, aren't you?'
'Nah. So, do you dance?' he persisted.
Kurry nodded. 'Yeah, I dance. I'm Kurry.'
He nodded. 'Malik Ishtar. Pleased to meet you.' They neatly shook hands.
'So what do you do? I mean, you said you had something, is it music? D'you play?' Kurry asked.
Malik shook his head. 'I sing. My friends and I tried our hand at recording a few songs this summer. That's them over there, the two white- haired ones. Ryou's got a treble-bass and Bakura's a tenor, like me.'
Kurry gasped. 'Oh, treble-bass voices are lovely. And rare too.'
Malik nodded, looking rather peeved. 'Yeah, Bakura and I would kill to have a voice like his.'
'Aw, tenors aren't that bad,' Kurry said slyly. 'Are you gonna sing so we can hear what we have to work with?'
Malik cocked an eyebrow. 'You really want to hear them?' He sounded incredulous.
'Well, yeah, that's why we're here,' Kurry told him. 'Go sing. We'll see what kind of beat you've got.' There was a challenge in her voice.
Malik grinned. 'You want a good beat? You've got a good beat.'
He sauntered out to the middle of the floor. Still holding the mike, he spoke into it, attracting everyone's attention.
'Uh, excuse me, again. After conferring with Kurry,' here he inclined his head politely at her, 'we've decided to test a couple of our songs and would appreciate an audience.' He glanced at Mrs. Calaban for consent. She nodded and motioned for him to continue. Malik grinned and went into a huddle with Bakura and Ryou.
'Okay, here's our chance. No screwups. Ryou, hit the disk. Bakura, mikes for you and Ryou,' he directed quietly. Bakura looked at him funny, as Ryou went over to the stereo. 'We're singing?'
Malik nodded determinedly. 'Yeah, whatcha think we were gonna do? Lip- sync?'
Ryou put the disk in the stereo to the music side. He dashed quickly to his place on Malik's right and Bakura tossed him a microphone. 'Number 9,' Malik whispered over his shoulder and the other two nodded. 'Right.' Malik motioned at the stereo. 'Oy, hit number nine for us, will ya?' Duke, who happened to be closest, fiddled with the buttons for a sec and then hit play. Malik smirked a challenge back at Kurry, who stood with her arms crossed next to Kitty and Kat. 'You'll enjoy this,' he grinned. She cocked an eyebrow. 'We'll see.'
Malik: "You're the one for me,
You're my ecstasy,
You're the one I need..."
The beat started up. The three bishies started snapping their fingers in time to the beat, grinning cockily until their next cue came.
All: "Get down, get down,
And move it all around,
Get down, get down,
And move it all around."
Kurry noticed that they didn't move around a lot. Well, they needed some help with their moves but that beat sure was catchy. She found that she was tapping her foot in time to the rhythm.
Malik: "Hey baby love I need a girl like you,
Tell me if you feel it too.
I'm in delusion every minute every hour,
My heart is crying out for you."
Malik: "I feel like heaven when I look in your eyes,
I know that you are the one for me.
You drive me crazy 'cause you're one of a kind,
I want your lovin' baby,
And I want it right now."
All: "Get down, get down,
And move it all around.
Get down, get down,
And move it all around."
Kurry had been searching for the perfect beat for a long time. This came close; it was quick and light and made her want to dance. But it wasn't enough...she didn't know why she thought she'd find the perfect beat here, but something about this violet-eyed boy was strange...his rhythm ran different.
All: "Ooo, baby you're so fine,
I'm gonna make you mine,
Your lips they taste so sweet.
You're the one for me,
You're my ecstasy,
You're the one I need."
The beat changed all of a sudden. Kurry was confused until she realised that Bakura was rapping the second verse. She rolled her eyes a little at that. Typical guys.
Bakura: "C'mon girl and get down,
Spike it up, flip it, and move it all around,
Hit it with this, if you wanna get with this,
Put ya at the top of my list.
Uh huh."
Malik: "I feel like heaven when I look in your eyes,
I know that you are the one for me.
You drive me crazy 'cause you're one of a kind,
I want your lovin'
And I want it right now."
All: "Get down, get down,
And move it all around.
Get down, get down,
And move it all around."
All: "Ooo, baby you're so fine,
I'm gonna make you mine,
Your lips they taste so sweet.
You're the one for me,
You're my ecstasy,
You're the one I need."
Malik: "I feel like heaven when I look in your eyes,
I know that you are the one for me.
You drive me crazy 'cause you're one of a kind,
I want your lovin' baby,
And I want it right now."
All: "Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa"
The bridge was a little slower and rather sweet. Kurry unintentionally caught Malik's eye as he sang and quickly glanced away, trying not to blush. Kitty, who had appeared on her left, nudged her teasingly, grinning.
All: "You're the one for me,
You're my ecstasy,
You're the one I need..."
All: "Get down, get down,
And move it all around.
Get down, get down,
And move it all around.
Get down, get down,
And move it all around.
Get down, get down,
And move it all around.
Get down, get down,
Yeah......."
Everyone applauded as the guys finished. Malik took a deep breath and let it out slowly, gathering himself before he turned to Kurry again, cocky once more. 'Well? What didja think?' he asked.
Kurry nodded nonchalantly. 'Not bad, not bad at all. I liked it. D'you have anything else?'
Malik cocked an eyebrow. Behind him, Bakura and Ryou got twin evil grins on and glanced significantly at each other.
'Oh yeah, we got another beat. But uh...it's a little intense. D'you think you can handle it?' Malik asked, still smirking.
Kitty stepped forward, indignant. 'Oho, you dunno who you're talking to!' she drawled.
Kat joined in. 'Yeah, this is Kurry Kurishi. There's NO beat she can't handle!'
Kurry rolled her eyes fondly at her friends. 'My friends have too much confidence in me,' she said sheepishly. 'But do your beat and we'll see how it goes.'
Malik inclined his head courteously at her as he and the white-haired duo backed up. Someone hit the music and Malik began, grinning through his song.
Malik: "If you want it to be good, girl,
Get yourself a
Bad Boy."
Kurry's eyebrows rose almost to her hairline as the beat started. It sounded...vaguely Egyptian in some ways. But all too soon she realised it was only the opening bar and then the beat REALLY started and her eyes went wide.
Malik: "If you want it to be wild,
Gotta know just who to dial, baby,
And that's me.
If you really like it hot,
Get someone who hits the spot, honey,
Oh yes."
Malik put all of his talent into this song. It was his favourite as he had come up with the beat and most of the words.
Ryou: "And if you wanna get it done,
Then you gotta get the one,
The one who's got it goin' on."
Ryou slid forward around Malik to his right, singing his part like an expert. Bakura sidled up on Malik's left, belting out his follow-up for all he was worth.
Bakura: "If you wanna make it last,
Gotta know just who to ask,
Baby it's gotta be the best.
And that's me."
Ryou moved between them as Malik sang the next bit. As they hit the chorus, Ryou leaned suavely on Malik's shoulder and Bakura backed against a pillar nearby. Every girl in the room collectively inhaled at the striking image they made.
Malik: "If you want it to be good girl,
Get yourself a All: Bad Boy.
If you really want it good girl,
Get yourself a
Bad Boy."
Malik sang the next verse as well. Inside, he was secretly grinning like a loon, seeing the shocked and increasingly impressed looks on the three dancers' faces.
Malik: "Get it like it could be,
Would be,
Yeah like it should be All: If you want it to be good girl,
Get yourself a
Bad Boy."
Malik: "If you like it innovative,
Better get someone creative, honey,
And if you want it to be jammin'
Gotta get some body slammin' baby."
Ryou: "And if you wanna get it done,
Then you gotta get the one,
The one who's got it goin' on."
Bakura: "If you wanna make it last,
Gotta know just who to ask,
Baby it's gotta be the best.
And that's me."
The two dark-haired dancers were blatantly staring open-mouthed at the white-haired bishies as they sang their lines. Kitty gasped to herself when Ryou glanced right at her. +He's got a treble-bass! Whew!+ She thought and blushed immediately after. Kat was too busy trying not to swoon to think.
Malik: "If you want it to be good girl,
Get yourself a All: Bad Boy.
If you really want it good girl,
Get yourself a
Bad Boy."
Malik: "Get it like it could be,
Would be,
Yeah like it should be All: If you want it to be good girl,
Get yourself a
Bad Boy."
Malik: "Now listen..."
All: "These are things, Malik: Your momma shouldn't know, All: These are things, Ryou : I really wanna show, All: These are things, Bakura: I wanna show you how. All: So won't you let me show you right now! Bakura: Ooo baby!"
The Egyptian rhythm started again. Ryou was trying not to chuckle into the microphone from nervousness as he sang his next bit.
Ryou: "And if you wanna get it done,
Then you gotta get the one,
The one who's got it going on."
Bakura: "If you wanna make it last,
Gotta know just who to ask,
Baby it's gotta be the best,
And that's me my lady."
Bakura was really having a ball, snapping his fingers and tapping one foot against the pillar. Malik rolled his eyes a little and all three belted out the last chorus.
Malik: "If you want it to be good, girl,
Get yourself a All: Bad Boy Malik: That's right. All: If you really want it good girl,
Gotta get yourself a
Bad Boy Bakura: If you really want it,
If you really want it, Malik: Get it like it could be,
Would be,
Yeah like it should be,
If you want it be good
Gotta be like it should."
BG: "If you really want it good,
If you really want it good,
Malik: I like this
Bakura: If you really...
BG: If you really want it good,
If you really want it good,
Malik: I'm your bad boy - I'm your bad boy
Oh yeah..."
The Egyptian beat finally faded out and the guys lowered their mikes.
'w00t!'
'You go guys!'
'Hoh yeah!'
The room erupted in cheers for that performance. The three bishies high-fived elatedly, smirking. Malik broke away from his friends and sauntered up to Kurry. 'Well, what didja think?'
Kurry smirked at him. 'I think it's our turn,' she said sweetly as she followed Kitty and Kat out onto the floor. Malik stared after her until Bakura cuffed him off the floor.
The girls huddled for a moment. 'Okay, I was checking the beat with our moves and we'll ask for number 9 first. Routine Four. Alright?' The other two nodded. 'Gotcha.'
Kurry turned back to Malik. 'Oy, put number 9 on would you please?' Malik rapidly complied.
All: "You're the one for me,
You're my ecstasy,
You're the one I need..."
Kurry took a deep breath and stretched a little, shaking out her limbs. +Right. Here we go.+
The beat started. In formation, Kitty and Kat flanking Kurry, they began. Swaying, all three took slow steps forward, coming to a halt in perfect sync with the beat. Turning to one side, Kurry followed the singing beat, while the other two kept with the rhythm.
All: "Get down, get down,
And move it all around,
Get down, get down,
And move it all around."
Kurry could feel the rhythm pulsing through her. She lowered her eyes and just let the beat take control, while keeping her routine in the back of her mind so she stayed in sync with Kitty and Kat.
Malik: "Hey baby love I need a girl like you,
Tell me if you feel it too.
I'm in delusion every minute every hour,
My heart is crying out for you."
"I feel like heaven when I look in your eyes,
I know that you are the one for me.
You drive me crazy 'cause you're one of a kind,
I want your lovin' baby,
And I want it right now."
All: "Get down, get down,
And move it all around.
Get down, get down,
And move it all around."
All: "Ooo, baby you're so fine,
I'm gonna make you mine,
Your lips they taste so sweet.
You're the one for me,
You're my ecstasy,
You're the one I need."
Kurry was rather taken aback when she realised the boys were still singing; she'd thought they'd have switched to the recording. Backing up slightly, she spread her arms wide to indicate her friends as they moved forward as one with Bakura's rapping.
Bakura: "C'mon girl and get down,
Spike it up, flip it, and move it all around,
Hit it with this, if you wanna get with this,
Put ya at the top of my list.
Uh huh."
Kitty and Kat, being martial artists, tended to put a lot of their moves from that into dance. Now, they shifted forward, making their routine a little smoother than they normally would. The result was an effortless and powerful effect that made Ryou raise his eyebrows and Bakura catch slightly in the middle of his verse. Striking grey and green eyes held soft brown and hazel ones spellbound for an instant before the girls high-fived and Kurry came back to the front.
Malik: "I feel like heaven when I look in your eyes,
I know that you are the one for me.
You drive me crazy 'cause you're one of a kind,
I want your lovin'
And I want it right now."
All: "Get down, get down,
And move it all around.
Get down, get down,
And move it all around."
All: "Ooo, baby you're so fine,
I'm gonna make you mine,
Your lips they taste so sweet.
You're the one for me,
You're my ecstasy,
You're the one I need."
Kurry swept her arms in a wide arc, shifting smoothly side-to-side, lost in the rhythm of their song. If Malik had not been singing, his jaw would've dropped. She was real fluid when she danced.
Malik: "I feel like heaven when I look in your eyes,
I know that you are the one for me.
You drive me crazy 'cause you're one of a kind,
I want your lovin'
And I want it right now."
This time Malik's jaw DID drop. Kurry had sunk almost to her knees, rising leisurely back to stand. Three beats later, she twisted to her left and made a beckoning motion with one hand. As the tempo sped up again, Kurry kept pace, Kitty and Kat as well keeping sync with the underbeat.
All: "Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa.
Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa,
Whoa whoa whoa"
All: "You're the one for me,
You're my ecstasy,
You're the one I need..."
All: "Get down, get down,
And move it all around.
Get down, get down,
And move it all around.
Get down, get down,
And move it all around.
Get down, get down,
And move it all around.
Get down, get down,
Yeah......."
The music ended abruptly. Kurry, Kitty and Kat went to three different freeze-frame positions at the final pulse, leaving the boys rather breathless. (From SINGING, you hentais! XD) Everybody hooted and hollered and clapped. Mrs. Calaban was quite pleased with their performance; for the first time it had been flawless. Kitty and Kat beamed at each other and high fived ecstatically. Kurry was positively glowing.
'Well?' she breathed, hardly able to speak. The three boys glanced at each other then grinned at her.
'That was...well...it...' Malik started, at a loss for words. Ryou helped. 'It was bloody amazing, is what it was,' he said. 'Yeah, that's it!' the other two agreed. The girls smiled. 'Thanks. Next song!' Kurry said.
The guys all anime fell. 'What? Don't you like, need a break or something?' Malik asked.
'Oh no, we could dance all night if we wanted to,' Kitty shrugged. 'Once we get started, there's no backing out,' Kat added, a sly grin gracing her features. Bakura cocked an eyebrow. 'Well then, we'll just have to give ya a run for the money, eh Malik?' he said, nudging the sandy- haired teen.
Malik shrugged. 'Alright, if you insist, but it's a long haul.' There was uncertainty in his voice.
Kurry narrowed her eyes dangerously. 'Oy!' she barked sharply. The boys turned. Softening her tone a little she said, 'Have a little faith, will ya?' Then she turned and stalked determinedly to the center of the floor.
Man, she had a strong will. Malik couldn't help but grin. This competition was gonna be fun. He hit the play button and grabbed his mike.
Malik: "If you want it to be good, girl,
Get yourself a
Bad Boy."
Kurry swayed forward on the Egyptian beat, an intensely determined look in her eyes. Malik met her gaze head on and held it.
Malik: "If you want it to be wild,
Gotta know just who to dial, baby,
And that's me.
If you really like it hot,
Get someone who hits the spot, honey,
Oh yes."
Ryou: "And if you wanna get it done,
Then you gotta get the one,
The one who's got it goin' on."
Bakura: "If you wanna make it last,
Gotta know just who to ask,
Baby it's gotta be the best.
And that's me."
Her determination heightened by Malik's insensitivity, Kurry danced as she had never danced before. This was her beat now. It was in her blood and in her soul. She felt free, and moved like it. And she kept throwing defiant glances at Malik, who chuckled. He wouldn't be tangling with her anytime soon.
Malik: "If you want it to be good girl,
Get yourself a All: Bad Boy.
If you really want it good girl,
Get yourself a
Bad Boy."
Malik: "Get it like it could be,
Would be,
Yeah like it should be All: If you want it to be good girl,
Get yourself a
Bad Boy."
Malik: "If you like it innovative,
Better get someone creative, honey,
And if you want it to be jammin'
Gotta get some body slammin' baby."
Ryou: "And if you wanna get it done,
Then you gotta get the one,
The one who's got it goin' on."
Bakura: "If you wanna make it last,
Gotta know just who to ask,
Baby it's gotta be the best.
And that's me."
Malik: "If you want it to be good girl,
Get yourself a All: Bad Boy.
If you really want it good girl,
Get yourself a
Bad Boy."
Malik: "Get it like it could be,
Would be,
Yeah like it should be All: If you want it to be good girl,
Get yourself a
Bad Boy."
Malik: "Now listen..."
(Kurry tucked a strand of hair defiantly behind her ear.)
All: "These are things, Malik: Your momma shouldn't know, All: These are things, Ryou: I really wanna show, All: These are things, Bakura: I wanna show you how. All: So won't you let me show you right now! Bakura: Ooo baby!"
Ryou: "And if you wanna get it done,
Then you gotta get the one,
The one who's got it going on."
Bakura: "If you wanna make it last,
Gotta know just who to ask,
Baby it's gotta be the best,
And that's me my lady."
Malik: "If you want it to be good, girl,
Get yourself a All: Bad Boy Malik: That's right. All: If you really want it good girl,
Gotta get yourself a
Bad Boy
If you really want it,
If you really want it, Malik: Get it like it could be,
Would be,
Yeah like it should be,
If you want it be good
Gotta be like it should."
BG: "If you really want it good,
If you really want it good..."
Malik: "I like this."
BG: "If you really want it good,
If you really want it good..."
Bakura: "If you really..."
BG: "If you really want it good,
If you really want it good..."
Malik: "I'm your bad boy - I'm your bad boy
Oh yeah..."
As the beat faded the three dancers turned their backs on the audience and sauntered off behind the curtain. The audience let the beat finish before erupting in cheers. The girls dashed back out to tumultuous applause, which died down as Mrs. Calaban stood. Everyone breathlessly waited for her verdict. The room went deadly silent.
Mrs. Calaban took a deep breath. 'Well, I think we have our show.'
The room exploded again. 'Yes!' Malik hissed in triumph. Bakura and Ryou high-fived behind him. Kurry hugged a beaming Kitty and a giddy Kat. Then as she turned Malik caught her eye. He winked cockily at her. She just rolled her eyes.
He smiled.
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w00t! Yeah! I loved that chapter. (Good mental images. ~__^) Anywho, hope you enjoyed that and please review! (There's nothing I like better than showing guys that girls are cool too. *evil grin* Ahem. Nevermind. ^^;;)
To quote Kitty: "Press the purty purple button!" ^____^