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It was last period. Miho was trying to wipe a doodle off of the library counter with a rag. "Stupid Goth-girl… mad because I insulted her stupid tank-top… Black tank-tops suck…"
"Nosaka-san?"
Miho growled. "Can't you see I'm busy?" she snapped, without bothering to look up. The soap was soaking into her hands… her fingers looked like raisins. Thank goodness the school day was over!
The school day had been pretty weird. Yugi had taken off, Tea had taken to sighing happily knowing that Yami was coming back to school soon, and then the oddest thing had happened. Bakura had come up and challenged her to… to something. Did he want to fight her? Miho couldn't figure it out, but she wasn't going to back down. That sneer on his face… had to be wiped off. Permanently.
"Gomen… I thought you'd want to talk to me."
Wait a minute, Miho thought. "Kaiba?"
Kaiba wanted to roll his eyes, but he forced himself not to. "Yeah, I…" Miho stared at him, gaping. "Do you always look like that?" he asked off-handedly, annoyed.
"I just never thought you'd talk to me," Miho apologized. "In fact, why… Oh, do I owe you for the coffee?" Miho freaked out. "Um, hold on… I don't have money with me but I think I have some in my locker."
"No, no." Kaiba shook his head. He was standing uncharacteristically still. "I… uh… actually… I…"
And the brave Seto Kaiba's gaze slipped just a bit to the floor. "I… wanted to ask you out," he said. Reminding himself that he was the Seto Kaiba, and that he didn't want to look like a shy loser, he forced himself to look up and at her face.
Miho was blushing like there was no tomorrow. Which is odd, because as far as I can see, there's nothing very embarrassing about that. So let's say that she was blushing like somebody in a tiger exhibit at the zoo, naked, with people watching. O O;; What? You got a problem with my similes? Because I think that would be embarrassing! So there!
So, yeah. Miho's heart skipped a beat to add more drama to the scene that I just made very anti-dramatic. Seto Kaiba… said what?
"Wh…whaa?" A soft pink color embraced her cheeks, and she took a slow, deep breath. "R…Really?"
"Yes," Kaiba said. Nodding would make him seem shy, and besides, he might start observing the floor again. But it was such a lovely purple color… "Do you want to get…" What did she like? "…coffee… tomorrow after school? There's this new kissaten…"
"Yes…" Pause. "Um… thank you so much for… asking me." Miho's face radiated a light pink color.
"Okay." Kaiba grabbed his suitcase.
"Where are you going?" Miho asked.
"Work. …See ya." And Kaiba left, just as the bell rang.
Yugi's angelic orbs were like the mournful eyes of a dog that had been denied a treat. Yami chortled.
"Stop thinking about her, aibou, and you'll feel a lot better."
"Easy for you to say," Yugi muttered bitterly. He rolled over on his bed and sighed.
"I told you to stop it, aibou."
"I can't."
"Want to play Monopoly?" Yami suggested.
"I can't."
"Why not."
"I'm too busy thinking."
Yami let out a loud sigh. "You're hopeless," he declared. "So, we're all ready for our presentation on Egypt, right? When do we have to present it?"
"Next Thursday."
"Good." Yami smiled to himself. "Hey aibou…"
"Yeah?"
"Is anything wrong? I mean besides the fact that we're home."
Yugi snorted derisively. "You're so stupid."
"Just asking." Yami set a trinket up on Yugi's dresser. "Here, you can have this. I always thought you'd like it, anyway. In fact that's probably what made it so irresistible to me in the first place." Yami stepped away, and amused smile on his face. "Who knows? Maybe I subconsciously knew that you were going to need it to cheer you up."
"Eh?" Yugi sat up. "What is it?"
"See for yourself."
Yugi swung his legs over the side of his bed, where he had been vegging every since he got home. He stretched his legs by sliding them across the floor while he stayed seated, his heel touching the ground. When he heard a tiny crickling sound he was satisfied, and stood up to go regard his new gift. He gasped when he saw it. "Oh, wow… Yami, thanks!"
Yami smiled, reaching over and ruffling Yugi's hair. "No problem, aibou."
Bakura and Otagawa were walking to Duke's. Otagawa was rambling on an on about this cool new game he had seen sold at the Black Crown, and so they were on their way to pick one up. Well, they were, until their way became blocked.
"You!" Tea poked Bakura's nose. "I want to talk with you."
"Eh?" Bakura back away. "Don't touch my nose."
Otagawa just shrugged. "It's not problem, Bakura. I'll just meet you there."
"'Kay." Bakura gaped at Tea. What on Earth did she want to talk to him about!
Please don't say she likes me, please don't say she likes me, please don't say she likes me, Bakura prayed.
Tea gave him a dirty look. "Listen, you have to stop bothering Miho, okay? She really doesn't like you, but she likes to argue a lot, and if you don't stop fighting, she won't stop fighting. You understand?"
Bakura stood up fully. He was actually an inch short than Tea, but he would never have to look up at anyone to speak to them… except for the only one he respected. He wasn't here, though, so…
"You keep your rose-colored perspective out of my way, you hear!" Bakura hadn't meant to scream, but… "And get out of my way!"
Bakura shoved Tea to the side and stormed past her.
Marik stood on one side of the street, running his finger up and down the blade of his Millennium Rod. To anyone who has never acquainted themselves with Yu-Gi-Oh, that sentence sounded very… odd. Anyway, he was wondering just what Tea Gardner's problem was with Yami Bakura.
"Oh Mimoto-kun," he snickered softly, "what on Earth is your problem? Did you get diabetes again? …Wait, can you get that more than once? Hm… Eh, whatever. I'm sure it's not important."
He nearly dropped his hamburger. It was fortunate that he didn't, because he had slopped a motherload of ketchup onto it and he was wearing his favorite lavender shirt. Say what you want about the color lavender, but a word of advice: Don't say it around Marik.
"It looks like Bakura's actually making friends," Marik snickered. "In that case, he's got to be weak in this state… maybe I should challenge him to a duel in the Shadow Realm! …Or maybe I should go and buy more ice cream. Hm… can I take a lifeline?" Marik grabbed a young man off of the street and starting shaking him violently. "YOU! Should I banish Bakura to eternal darnation or should I go buy ice cream!" Marik demanded. The man's eyes looked like swirls as he told Marik to go buy ice cream. Marik dropped him carelessly to the sidewalk. "Hm, okay!"
Laughing Maniac Walking…
Okay! I just wanted to make sure y'all know this: The summary says MihoBakura, and MihoBakura this shall definitely be. Don't you worry. But this will make for an interesting read… After all, what could Bakura possibly have that isn't already possessed by rich, handsome (well, I don't think so, but I know others do, for me it depends on what he's doing), famous Seto Kaiba? Huh? What? You will see...