Chapter six: The Male in the Photo

It was a male who was thin and slender, hair of chocolate, and wore quite a nice trench coat. But surprisingly it wasn't Seto Kaiba. The male had a small pony tail and it was signed 'To Serenity, a great student of mine.' Seto didn't know what to think. Had he expected a picture of himself? What was this feeling of disappointment in him? He didn't care and just shrugged it off. He placed everything back in place to set it all up. He sighed. Rest was what he needed. He leapt up onto Serenity's pillow and slowly fell asleep.

'There She was... she was singing and dancing holding somebody in her arms happy and singing with her heart. His beautiful looks, his chocolate hair, his blue eyes staring at her adoring her sweetly and greatly... but how can I see this if I'm here? No... why are my hands still paws... who is that man?! Who is that man?!'

He turned around. It wasn't Seto dancing with this glorious angel that was slender and graceful yet strong despite how weak she looked. Serenity was dancing with the man in the photo. It hurt Seto watching this. She looked so happy in his arms dancing gracefully. They smiled with much glee as Seto watched as a cat and finally couldn't take it.

'She's my master!' He hissed leaping up at the man turning into harsh cat clawing at the man's face. Then he felt warm hands picking him up.

'Oh K-Chan...' She softly said.

"Oh K-Chan!" Her voice said becoming harsher. He shook and looked up. There Serenity stared at him worriedly as he was kicking and shaking in his dreams.

'Serenity... why... why do you stand out in my mind?!" he meowed a bit painfully.

"Oh K-Chan," She said worriedly. She held him close. "Are you okay? I unlocked my door to hear you crying..."

Seto felt so confused. No, he had to hold his pride back up. He leapt off her shoulder and sat on the bed and curled up just glaring at her. She looked concerned at the cat and shrugged. She closed her room door and began to untie her hair and had her back to Seto. She took off her coat, then began to undo the sash to her kimono and started to let it lower revealing her soft shoulders. Seto's eyes grew wide but he played it off. He started to step around on the bed and turned away from Serenity as she changed. He felt a slight burn to his face with his passed off by cleaning himself. He licked his paws and brushed his face trying to keep distracted. He then felt her pick him up. Her hair was tied up again and she wore a dance outfit of leotards with a short skirt over it. She smiled as she had a jacket over the black top and picked up Seto.

'Oh what do you want now you? Couldn't you see I was sleeping?' Seto grumbled to himself not wanting to look at her.

"C'mon K-Chan, you're coming out with me to my dance lessons," Serenity said happily.

'Oh joy... what? You want to degrade me more by making me a prop of yours?' Seto thought grumbling.

"I didn't tell Tea that I liked dancing because if I did, she would probably have bossed me around about it now that she's studying seriously to become a dance teacher," Serenity said as she slowly put Seto into a large but cushioned picnic basket.

'Great... a carrier,' Seto thought as he peered his head through with a glare.

Serenity patted his head and picked it up as she walked out of her room. Joey still sat at the table confused as ever looking at his homework. Serenity came up to kiss her brother's head but paused petting his head and pointed at the problem.

"Joey... Read this and use this help box here to help you out:

Based on your exploration, complete the following theorems:

The graph of the function y f(x) k is a translation of the graph of y f(x).

For k 0, the translation is (up or down?) k units.

For k 0, the translation is (up or down?) k units.

The graph of the function y f(x - h) is a translation of the graph of y f(x).

For h 0, the translation is (left or right?) h units.

For h 0, the translation is (left or right?) h units." Serenity told him this pointing it out as Seto stared at her surprised knowing what hints to use.

Serenity smiled as Joey stared shocked and just tried to figure out the problems again. She picked up one piece of pizza and cut it in half. She placed a piece in the basket as Seto stared at it wondering what the hell she wanted him to do with it. She got onto her small Vespa (a mopped) and closed the basket top putting something over it to secure it onto the back of her ride. Seto sat in the basket grumbling and just sniffed the pizza.

'Blah...' He thought and just took small bites. But it turned to be harder than he thought. He tugged at the hard cheese only to have a piece of pepperoni smack him in the face. 'Dammit,' He grumbled.

10 minutes later, the Vespa stopped. Seto grumbled refusing to eat still. Serenity picked up the basket and smiled saying, "We're here!"

Seto looked out of his basket. It was a dance studio on the second floor of a dance store. She walked up the stairs and went through the door. Seto gasped seeing a man dancing in the middle as the sun shone through the large windows. He just glared as he recognized the man. It was the man from the picture. He danced gracefully as he was about the height of Seto. It was like looking at a tender version of himself but with longer hair and blue eyes like the sky rather than the arctic like his own.

"Ah, Serenity," he said smiling as he came up.

Serenity smiled sweetly and happily placing the basket down to tip toe gliding towards him. He put his hands on her waist and lifted her up perfectly. She blushed happily as he placed her down looking at her still holding onto her hips.

"Serenity... you're always so lovely," He whispered to her holding her close.

"Oh... Kusakabe Sensei... dame," She whispered blushing. (Teacher Kusakabe, this is bad...)

He just gave a soft laugh. "I'm only 24 years old... and what... you're 18? Right?" He asked smiling.

"I... I... I'm going to turn 18 soon..." She whispered shyly.

She blushed more as Seto growled. This made him sick this guy hitting on her. He just wanted to jump right out and tear him up. Why did he feel so jealous? He didn't understand yet but this hack of a dance teacher hitting on her bothered him.

After two hours Seto watched and loved how graceful Serenity danced. She did a gentle ballet, a little bit of a waltz, and a bit of swing. He began to adore how swift she was. She was just wonderful. She smiled after the lesson was over as the teacher came back up.

"Serenity," He said smiling.

"Yes Kusakabe Sensei?" She said with a squeak wiping her forehead of sweat.

"Please, call me Takuya," Kusakabe Sensei said coming up to hug her more.

But an expression came over her face and she just backed away and waved. "I'll just see you in two days for my next lesson... Takuya San..."

She ran out of the place blushing heavily quickly picking up Seto's basket. She was still so shy around guys.

"Oh!" She whined, "Stupid, stupid, stupid me... I hope he doesn't think I'm stuck up or... or ill- mannered... or..."

Seto just sat in his basket. She really had a thing for this guy. He couldn't stand it and just sulked in his basket. Why was he feeling this way? It puzzled him seeing how this mutt's sister is actually the diamond in the rough.

"Seto Neko-Chan?" She asked opening the basket. Seto gave a glare and a hiss of jealousy at her and actually swatted at her hand that tried to touch him. "Ah!" She responded in shock closing the basket's top and putting it on her Vespa. She looked at the basket worriedly and opened the other side. She looked at him worriedly as the cat glared at her.

'What are you looking at?' He thought as his blue eyes glared at her in the dark end of the basket.

She moved the pizza and threw it out in a near by trash can and went back to the basket. She carefully picked up Seto despite how hard he tried to get out of her hold. He then reluctantly sulked in her arms as she could feel how negative her pet was being to her.

"You know Seto-Chan?" She said sighing.

'What do you want from me?' He sighed his blue eyes glaring straight at her.

"As much as Kusakabe Sensei hits on me... a replacement will never get rid of the real pain, they only remind you of it," She said hugging him still.

'What do you mean by that?' He wondered puzzled now.

She just placed him back into the basket and closed it carefully binding it to the moped so that it wouldn't fall over and drove home.

WAIT FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER NOW ! LATER!

-Aya

PS. I'm not sure as to how you spell "mopped/moped" to represent the motor bike... I'll find out later.