Warnings; I've done this enough times.

Pairings: Ditto

Disclaimer; Last time I do this... Piccolo's green, Kai's hair is blue, Bakura's mean. I don't own so you don't sue. I don't own the jokes either!
Kai; Hey, what's wrong with my hair!
Me; Nothing, I needed something to ryhme with 'sue' It's called poetic licence.
Kai; But my hair's slate coloured.
Me; yeah, blue slate. I have some in my front garden if you don't believe me deary.
Kai; (checks front garden to see she's right) ... Damn you.
Me; I got one over on Kai Oo! Whoo hoo!
Kai; Meh. ((Ray pops up and he and Kai start to make out.))
Me; -; on with the fic I suppose... WILL YOU TWO GET A ROOM! ((Sprays boys with hose.))

-'thoughts'

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Chapter 11; Taylor has a Unicycle?

"Ladies and gents, there's one more act of talent before you can choose the winner. This talent is even a mystery to us. Give a hand to Tristan Taylor!"

There was applause and Tristan came riding onto the stage on a-

"Since when did Taylor have a Unicycle?" asked Kaiba.

"And know how to use it? Everytime I see him, he's either at school or at Yugi's." Duke frowned.

"Heya folks, how's it hangin'?" asked Tristan into his mic headset, as he maintained his balance on the unicycle centre stage, he pulled out a handful of dice from Duke's drawstring bag.

"He's not going to do with them what I think he's going to do with them, is he?" Duke looked worried.

"Depends what you think he's going to do with them." shrugged Goten.

Tristan began to juggle the dice one handed.

"Ok, I would usually tell jokes, but most of them you've probably heard before and they can be offensive."

"Come on dude, what could it hurt." called a random voice from the audience.

"Ok, you asked for it... Two blondes walk into a bar... you'd think the second one would duck!"

It took a second for everyone to get it and laugh.

"A man went to visit a friend and was amazed to find him playing chess with his dog. He watched the game in astonishment for a while.

"I can hardly believe my eyes!" he exclaimed. "That's the smartest dog I've ever seen."
"Nah, he's not so smart," the friend replied. "I've beaten him three games out of five.""

Tristan was so surprised they were finding his jokes funny, he almost dropped Duke's dice so he decided to juggle with both hands.
"Do a 'Yo Mama'!" called someone.

"Ah, why not try." said Tristan. Cycling in a circle as he juggled. "Ok here goes... Yo mama's so fat that when she was floating in the ocean, Spain claimed her for their new world!" People actually cracked up at that. "Yo mama so fat when she sits around the house, she sits AROUND the house!" Tristan called.

"Oh god, I've never thought 'yo mama' jokes were so funny!" snorted Hiro.
"I still think they're rather disrespectful." frowned Grandpa Motou.

Backstage, Joey was cracking up laughing, everyone else wasn't so sure.

"Why are they finding Tristan cussing their mothers funny?" frowned Goku and Yami.

"Yo Mama jokes are just jokes, depends on a person's sense of humour. Mine's rather dry and warped." Nicole shrugged. "Tristan's almost out of time. Tristan. you've got two more minutes!" Nicole called. Tristan nodded.

"I've got time for one more joke." he told his audience. Taking the dice bag off his belt and juggling one handed again. Holding the bag in his free hand, his legs pushing the peddles to stay upright on the unicycle. "A preacher is buying a parrot.

"Are you sure it doesn't scream, yell, or swear?" asked the preacher.

"Oh absolutely. It's a religious parrot," the storekeeper assures him. "Do you see those strings on his legs? When you pull the right one, he recites the lord's prayer, and when you pull on the left he recites the 23rd Psalm."

"Wonderful!" says the preacher, "but what happens if you pull both strings?"

The parrot screeches, "I fall off my perch, you stupid fool!" "

The hall was still laughing, even Kaiba was cracking a smile.

Tristan threw the dice into the air...

Duke nearly fainted with relief when they all landed safely in the bag. Tristan tied it back up and tossed it to Duke.

"Whoa." Tristan hopped off his unicycle and bowed to his audience. "Stick a fork in me, I'm done. Thank you and drive safely!" he hopped back on his unicycle and rode offstage.

"The parrot one was brilliant Tristan. Where did you find it?" asked Joey.

"The internet." Tristan shrugged.

"Ladies and Gents, voting will now commence at the back of the hall at the concession stand for half an hour, so please write your favourite act on the back of the programme, tear it off and post it into the box. Thank you." Nicole called over the mic.

"Thank goodness for that, I need a break." she sighed. She picked up the flowers Ryou had brought her earlier. "I'm going to go and put these in my dorm." she told Tristan and Joey.

"Is it ok if I come with you?" asked Ryou.

"No skin off my nose." Nicole shrugged.

She lead Ryou up the many staircases and corridors to her dorm. The room had enough space for a trunk, a bed and a pile of teetering books in the corner.

"You think this is bad, but to me, it's home." Nicole sighed, placing her flowers on her bed, looking for something to use as a vase, she found a medium sized paint can. "I get a good view of the stars, knowing that my parents are watching over me." she sighed again, placing the can on top of her flat trunk lid.

Ryou pulled her into a hug, knowing she would need, at least, a friend.

"Well I'm thanking them... for having a daughter as beautiful, kind, brave and open minded as you." he gushed out. Going red again.

"Oh tosh." Nicole snorted. "I'm not those things, especially not beautiful."

"I mean it Nicole. You're open minded, to accept Piccolo and Tien as they are, brave to stand up for that you believe in, let alone deck Bakura one. And you are kind and caring to help everyone out." Ryou told her, stroking her hair back behind her ear. "You might not think you're beautiful, but I do and that's the Ra honest truth."

"Why are you saying all this?" asked Nicole, wiping a silent tear away.

"Because...I love you." Ryou replied, in the most sincere heartfelt tone he could muster without going red again.

Nicole was too totally staggered to respond that she fell onto her bed. She had never been loved by someone like this, it sent her heart soaring so high she was getting altitude sickness.

"Nicole?"

"I-I..." she couldn't string any letters together for a word, never mind enough words for a sentence. Ryou sat down beside her and pulled her into another hug.

"I know it's sudden for you but the night's nearly over and I wanted you to know."

"Thank you, and I love you too Ryou." Nicole croaked, finally finding the connection between her brain and her voice. "I think we should get back, just incase people decide to try and kill each other."

"Yeah, Vegeta didn't look too happy about his son being gay and all." Ryou added, supporting her as she stood up, he could see she was shaking again. "Are you alright, you're shaking like a leaf."

"Just the shock I guess, it feels like I'm dreaming and I'm gonna wake up in that bed, freezing cold just to be late to stage design."

Ryou turned to face her, cupping her face with his hand. "I'll tell you for something for nothing." he kissed her tentatively on her lips as not to scare her, but when she kissed back it lasted longer. Parting for air, Ryou smiled, "It's not a dream."

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Thanks to all my reviewers luv ya all! You know who you are .

This is where you lot come in to decide the winner of the talent contest. I will email you all, as I want the result secret until I submit chappie 12. Please review this chappie BUT DON'T TELL ME WHO YOU WANT TO WIN! Email me that part. You are the audience now, you must decide who gets the money!

Thank you for your kind co-operation.

Where's Kai and Ray gone?

Goku; They're still making out, spraying them with the hose made it worse.

Me; Ah, sod it, leave them to it.