YuRi Shipper : I'll make my author's notes short this time, so I can jump into the chapter – to all my loyal reviewers, I thank you. You are what make stories worth writing. To my flamer (The Gunslinger), I say: go screw a donkey, fucker. I'm not in a good mood at the moment. And I'm Canadian too, and know for a fact that we don't say 'eh' that much, you dipshit... welcome to my 'hate list' which is posted on my user profile. And no, I do not believe Donovan was Helena's father, rather he had her father killed and was trying to take over the company. But that's just what I think… and this is A/U anyway. xD

And I wasn't trying to make them seem evil/perverted. Don't worry, I'll save some males, I swear. Males are very nice people. I didn't realize I was putting most down, but, looking back, I'm sorry to say I was. Don't worry, though – I'll make it up to you in later chapters. -nods-

The First Friday

Brown eyes fluttered open, long lashes tickling the back of someone else's neck. The oriental woman almost flipped out, realizing there was someone sleeping beside her – but, after a moment, it all sunk in. Donovan, his treachery… all of it.

She felt slightly angered – but only for a moment, if that. The young beauty that lay sleeping beside her, so close that they were touching, was enough to make her heart do leaps as it jumped upwards into her throat. The girl in front of her was inhaling deeply, and exhaling in the same manner – she was definitely asleep.

Lei Fang sighed, taking in the other's scent. They'd both grabbed showers last night, so chlorine wasn't an issue. No, it was a sweet smell that she couldn't quite place, like coconut, pineapple or vanilla.

Her fingers twitched. The Chinese woman was fighting every urge in her body to not reach out and touch her. No, having their bodies pressed together would have to be enough, even if Hitomi's back was facing her.

Hitomi… the very name was angelic. She had to be an angel. After all, Lei Fang didn't normally just fall head over heels for every brunette that walked in the door.

The loud speakers crackled on at that very moment, and the college student was tempted to find this Donovan and tear his head off for interrupting her crush's sleep, for as his voice started to come over the speakers, Hitomi stirred, groggily pulling herself into a sitting position on the bed, resting on her elbows. She didn't quite look awake, with her hair sticking in every direction and one eye open slightly larger than the other, but it was cute nonetheless.

"Good morning girls…" A dark chuckle followed his words. "I hope you slept well… I know some of you did." Why did Lei Fang feel that was directed at her? "At any rate… today is Friday. After all, you did come here Thursday. Had you forgotten? Ask the chefs for some popcorn – tonight, it's movie time. I think you'll find that no matter whose name is drawn, it will be an interesting night. That's all – enjoy the next twelve hours. After that, one of you will have… well, you know." The speakers clicked, indicating they'd shut off.

Hitomi mumbled something before flopping back onto the bed, asleep before her head even hit the pillow. Lei Fang giggled, half at the cuteness of it all, and half at the prospect of having a little while longer to be that close to the German girl… correction, hot little German girl.

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Christie woke on the floor, her body feeling stiff and aching. She had not had a good night's sleep at all, especially knowing that Helena had taken the bed as her own. Donovan's announcement hadn't even woken up that pig of a French woman!

The albino muttered curses under her breath, sitting up and whacking the blonde woman with her pillow, only to be hit back. "Oy! That wasn't very nice!"
"It's too early for you to be bothering me…" Helena moaned, turning on the bed so her back faced the Brit. Christie smirked, jumping onto the bed beside her, causing the blonde's turquoise eyes to fall on her, glaring at this woman who dare jump onto the bed. "Off."

"Not until you'll hear me out." Helena wasn't particularly happy about that idea… but Christie seemed to be settling in, and that couldn't be allowed.

"Alright, but make it quick." The Brit smirked at that answer, sitting up and running a hand through her layered locks. "Just wanted to say I hope it's your video tonight, bitch." With that she flew out of the room, chuckling as Helena raged inside.

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The day was rather uneventful. The group had found many more areas of the house, such as a bar, a living area with a large (very large) television screen set up with surround sound. Yet, somehow, no one really felt like watching the tube… so they'd all done whatever they pleased. Lisa had stumbled across a gym, which was composed of about five courts put together, so that you could have many sports going on at once. This is where Lisa and Tina could currently be found, wrestling playfully on the blue mats.

"Well – ungh! – what do you think?" The dark woman asked while being flipped by her friend.

"'Bout what, sug'?" She grabbed hold of the other girl again as they started to push against one another. Really, their wrestling was more like… sumo wrestling. But the participants weren't nearly as fat.

"The girls…" Both stopped, letting go of one another.

"I think they're all hawt, to tell y'all the truth…"

"Tina!" Lisa gasped, giggling as she playfully swatted her friend's arm.

"Well, it's true, y'know. Have you by any chance at all looked at that English woman's tits?"
"You're so nasty." Lisa was almost in fits of laughter now, punching Tina's arm. "Cut it out… I wasn't asking about their looks! I meant about possible couples, duh!"

"Me an' all o' them." Another, loud slap was heard, echoing in the otherwise empty gym.

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The loudspeaker crackled on once again, the dark chuckle every woman in the mansion had learned to hate. "It's time, girls… please, make your way to the viewing room – you all know where that is. Large screen t.v., huge speakers? Yes, that room."

No matter where they were, each woman went, though some were rather upset about it, grumbling, cussing… etc. But all feared the consequences of not obeying – Donovan was a powerful man, apparently.

Each took a seat on the sofas, Hitomi sitting in between Lei Fang and Kasumi. She'd barely had a chance to talk to the redhead since this whole thing had began… but, Kasumi being her oldest friend, the amber-eyed woman was the one she clung to, grey-blue eyes fearful. Her videos, she knew, would not be pleasant.

"I hope you're all prepared for this… now, there are all your names in this hat." A hat appeared on screen, held by a man dressed as a servant. He fidgeted uneasily, but held the hat, showing it to the camera. "This good man here will pull a random piece of paper that will decide exactly which one of you will get a flash from the past this week." He chuckled, before barking out orders. "Rin, pull the blasted name already!" The scared man did as told, unfolding the paper and holding it to the screen. On it was written the name of…

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YuRi Shipper: Well, it's short, but I've run out of time… and heck, why waste a suspenseful moment by telling you whose name got pulled? Anyway, R&R - the faster you do, the faster you'll get an answer. (You can also make wild guesses at who you think it is, etc.) Ciao!