DarkAngel4u- It took you 11 chapters to love Miho's personality! But she's so… cuddly! In a strictly non-sensual way… Tristan: (disagrees and is drooling over Miho) …Baka…

Akio the Dragon Master- NAW… ya think? (sweat drop)

DevilsPrincess- It's just a standard practice to make sure they know their verb conjugations. I read something like it in Negima. You know what's even funnier than Mr. Taylor? The fact that in Japanese, his name is "Honda." Yeah, Ms. Jono's character is kind of all over the place… I'm glad you told me you liked the Jazz line! I actually almost took that out. Don't worry, advancements will be made soon… VERY soon… in fact, in this chapter, soon. :) I hadn't really thought about any Marik/Miho interaction, I guess it's something I'll have to think about. :) Hey, the longer, the more I learn about how you like my stuff! Thanks!

Leona Saclat- The teacher, since you were commenting about her, is actually their teacher in the first manga novel. She's a lot nicer in my story though… sometimes. :)

"Geez Miho, don't be so embarrassed; people get caught staring at Seto Kaiba all the time," Tea solaced her friend as they walked to the cafeteria. "Remember last week? When she told Bakura to 'stop flirting' with Seto Kaiba?"

"They were yelling at each other."

"Yeah, their arguing got them in the school newspaper. Ack, I guess we really don't have anything to write about these days." Tea got in line for lunch and, with Miho following suit, picked up a lunch tray and dropped a small milk carton on it. The sound it made was clonk.

Miho's carton hit her tray with a clonk as well. Both girls giggled.

"Yeah," Tea said, as if there had been no pause in their conversation, "but everybody gets caught staring at one point or another."

"He's a handsome guy, huh?" Miho cooed vapidly. Tea sweat dropped.

"You like that freak…? I just thought you were looking at him because, you know, he's Kaiba. The city's biggest anti-social trench coat-wearing CEO—and possibly the world's, too, now that I think about it." Tea rubbed her chin thoughtfully, making "Hmmmm" sounds. Miho giggled again.

"No, I think he's cute."

Tea rolled her eyes, a soft sigh escaping her lips, as if to say, Here we go again. "Looks aren't everything, Miho."

"Okay… and he's smart."

"Yeah, so?"

"And he's a snappy dresser."

"He's a bunch of drawers?"

Miho rolled her eyes. "You know what I mean, Tea. Oh, hey, did you see Akazaya's skirt yesterday? It was like, Gothic and Amish."

"It looked good on her… plus she was wearing a plaid top… that was kind of different," Tea observed, already munching on an apple as she stood in line.

"It's good that she doesn't wear all black, huh?"

"Yeah…"

"You two have the boringest conversations."

The two girl's eyes widened, and they turned around excitedly. "Omigod!" they squealed.

Bakura was jogging through the soccer fields. A recent rain had surprised everyone last night, leaving Domino fresh-smelling and the ground marshy. His sneakers slipped in the lubricious mud.

He near-tripped onto the roofed pavement. He passed by Joey, who was busy making out with Azakaya, and pulled open the double glass doors, nearly bashing the snogging teens. Stepping inside, he sweat dropped as people already started to stare at him. His pants, from the knees down, were caked with mud, and from the knees up he had some streaks here or there. His hair was slightly frizzy, too.

"I told you not to mud wrestle with Kaoruko!" one guy shouted loudly. A bunch of people laughed.

Bakura growled. Damn that Marik. Having to drag him all the way out there just to say Hi…

"So, why are we here?" Bakura asked. He popped his bubblegum obnoxiously; peopled hated that.

"…I just wanted to say…" Marik cleared his throat, or sneezed gruffly, whatever.

"Yes?"

"…HI!"

Bakura fell over, narrowly missing a deep patch of mud and instead landing on a knot of tattered and tangled roots. "Ow!"

Marik ran away laughing like a naughty preschooler.

"…Idiot." Bakura brushed a lock of hair out his eyes. The condensation outside had made it slightly damp. "Idiot, idiot, idioooooot…"

"Yes Bakura?" Otagawa and Tristan said at the same time.

Bakura fell over again, this time his head hitting a bucket full of white paint.

Seto Kaiba was spending his lunchtime in the east section of the library. Surreptitiously plucking a grape out of a Tupperware container, he popped it into his mouth, tapping the keys on his laptop furiously with one hand.

"Who cares about Uganda, anyway?" Kaiba sighed. "Nobody wants to write a report on African countries… of course, Yugi and Yami got to do Egypt together because they actually went there this weekend. Stupid, special—pe—uh, people!"

"Sssh!" The librarian shushed him. Seto sighed, his mussed-up bangs falling in front of his face.

"There was no point in coming here today…"

Seto sighed again.

The tanned boy blinked curiously at them. "Uhm, hello?" He poked Tea in the arm. "You guys just squealed, and then you did nothing. …Hey Tea, you're fat."

That brought Tea out of her temporary daze. She growled and brandished her tray, her milk nearly flying off.

Yugi smiled at her and gave her the puppy eyes. "I'm sorry, I lied!" he squealed softly, "Miho! Tea! It's so nice to see you guys. It feels like I've been gone for years."

"You've only been gone for five days, four hours and three and a half minutes," Tea pointed out, while Miho commenced to snuggle Yugi.

"You're so cuuuuuuuute!" Miho crooned, flicking Yugi across the nose. Yugi's copious sweat drops dissipated, replaced by crossed veins bulging.

"Let go of me baka girl!" Yugi tried to shove Miho off but only succeeding in sliding her grip from his upper arm to his lower arm, which actually hurt. He grimaced.

"Is Yami here?" Tea interrupted the two's reunion. Yugi threatened to kick Miho if she didn't get off of him. (He'd never hurt a girl on purpose, though.)

"No," Yugi explained. "I just came to tell the school officials that Yami and I are back from our 'educational vacation'."

"Is that why you guys got to go?"

"Yup."

"Well, did you learn anything?"

"Tons."

"Like what?" Tea asked, sitting down. Yugi sat down across from her, and Miho next to Yugi. Her little glomping episode would be all over the school by next period, and there would be no doubt in anyone's mind that she did not like Seto Kaiba specifically. They would just think that she was a coquette. Well, sure, she was coquettish! It wasn't like she was denying it.

"What do you want to know?" Yugi asked, eating some of Miho's tofu. Miho grimaced. She didn't even remember the lunch lady slapping that down on her tray.

"Something about the Egyptian people," Tea said.

Yugi's reply was instant and flat: "Malik has five girlfriends."

Tea sweat dropped. "Oh… well, that's nice." Inwardly, she was thinking, It figures that the first thing that comes to Yugi's mind is the number of light-o'-loves that Malik has… Wait, FIVE?