Corporate Troubles

Kawaii Chibi Kitty Angel

Chapter 2: I Know Your Secret!

Seto strode down the hallway, not caring that class was not yet over. She found it amusing- very amusing- that she had managed to fool everyone in her life, except Mokuba, into believing that she was a guy.

It was very amusing indeed.

However, there were times when Seto (A.N- Funny name for a girl) saw fit to dress herself as her own gender to get away from the media for a while. Usually when she was stressed, curious, or just plain bored. Such as now.

Slipping into the men's bathroom, she sent a frozen glare to the single boy there- who was (innocently) washing his hands. He gulped and scampered out.

She sighed. 'Aren't there any men in this school who aren't spineless, snivelling, cowards?'

Her mind wandered to Jounouchi. 'Not the most intelligent, yes, but stubborn, feisty, dominating...'

She blinked at her thought, snapping out of her reverie. Dominating?

Shaking her head in confusion, she stepped into the third stall, the one with a prominant 'Out Of Order' sign- which meant 'Out Of Order, We Will Not Fix It'- and clicked the door shut behind her. She pulled a large gray bag from behind the grimy toilet, wrinkling her nose.

'Maybe I should use a janitor's closet', she mused in digust, but quickly and logically ruled it out. One, a janitor's closet would be checked occasionally by the janitor, and two, any old fashioned couples looking for a spot could walk in on her changing.

Either way, busted- Unlikely, but still too risky for her tastes. At least this spot was so gross no one would come in.

She pulled of her somewhat disguised high-heeled boots, quickly shrinking about a foot, and shrugged off her school uniform. The blue and white crumpled to the floor for only a moment before she stuffed them in alongside her female clothes. She removed the white cloth bindings from around her chest carefully, and stuffed them in as well.

"KAIBA! I know you're in here, you dirty rat!" A voice cried angrily, accompanied by the crash of an opening door. Seto bit back a squeak of surprise and quickly climbed onto the toilet seat, simultaniously pulling a bra, red t-shirt, sneakers and jeans from the gray bag.

'Joey.. what the hell's he doing here?' She thought anxiously, struggling into the bra.

"Kaiba? Where the hell are you? I know you're in here- that kid outside told me!" He called, voice lined with annoyance. Kaiba, growing steadily more nervous, fought to get the jeans up her legs without getting off the toilet.

'Crap.. crap..crap..' She moaned mentally.

"I know your secret, Seto Kaiba!" Jounouchi called triumphantly.

Our poor CEO, le half-dressed femme Kaiba, froze.

'He can't- he doesn't- it's not POSSIBLE!' She denied, eyes going wide with shock.

"You like MEN!" He cried insultingly, a triumphant smirk in his voice. Boots pounded on the floor. The door creaked rustily.

She nearly died trying to contain the laughter that shook her thin frame. 'You know, technically the mutt's right!' She snickered, 'I DO like men.'

Pulling on the t-shirt with newly relaxed ease, she wiped a hand across the back of her mouth to remove the makeup that made her lips look masculinely pale. she shook her mane vigorously, allowing every strand fall into a nicer, more natural way. At this, she stepped out of the stall, sure the creak of the door she had heard was Jounouchi leaving.

He was still there.

Her eyes widened. 'Oooh shit...'

Ryou Bakura sat beside her Yami, smiling a little. (A/N: You have to have read A TwoPair Of Brown Eyes to get why he's a girl.)

Bakura looked at her curiously. "What?"

The white haired female laughed, and placed a finger to her temple. "You know Kaiba-san?"

Bakura nodded confusedly, tilting his head to look at her better. "Yeah?"

"She's like me."

Bakura stared at his hikari for a moment, uncomprehending, but soon enough he caught the meaning in her sentence. Understanding dawned in his eyes.

"Holy shit..."

Kaiba gulped as Jounouchi looked at her in surprise, anxiously dreading his response to her arrival.

"Why are you in the boys' bathroom... uh.... Miss?"

She gaped.

'How stupid do you get, inu?' She wondered, relieved. Using her best acting skills, which were very good, considering she had been living in a constant roleplay of CEO manager to female unknown, she arranged her face into a confused expression.

"This is the Mens?" She asked in her natural voice- a smooth, high-ish soprano.

Jounouchi glanced at her clothes, and smiled at her warmly. "Not from this school, are you?" He asked. "Hi, I'm Jounouchi."

The scamming brunette gave him a sugary-sweet smile. 'I can do this...' "Jounouchi? Hello... my name's Celine..." She cringed inwardly at the name, but kept up her perfect facade.

Jouncouchi scratched the back of his head nervously. "Uhh.. did you see a guy come in here? Brown hair, really tall?" She nearly snorted at his 'wonderful' description of her, shifting from foot to foot.

"I can't say I have..."

His face fell. "Oh."

She gave him another sugar-sweet smile, thinking just how inconvenient this meeting was. "Well, Jou-kun", 'Celine' said, watching him melt at the fond-sounding nickname, "I'd better be off."

At that, she pushed out the door, sighing with relief.

And bumped into someone.

"Oof- Hey!" Looking up, she trailed off her complaint.

Ushio stood before her, smirking devilishly, hall-monitor clip hanging shining eerily in the orangey lights. "Visitors have to be occampanied by a student, girl", He rumbled.

Just as she opened her mouth to speak, a voice spoke from behind her.

"She's with me, Ushio-san- I'm escorting her around the school."

Seto winced.

'Crap.'