Warning: This story is yaoi, if you haven't figured it out yet. Also there is some cussing in this chapter. Not all too bad though.
Disclaimer: Yeah, Yu-gi-oh and A Cinderella Story does not belong to me. Also the song in the chapter is not mine but Edwin McCain's "I'll Be".
A/N Sorry if this took so long to update, but I've been busy lately. This is one of my favorite chapters, since it's my favortie part in the movie. I want to thank all my reviewers for sticking with me. huggles
Chapter 4
You would imagine after all I've been through that I wouldn't care what people though about me. Yet, here I am at the dance, standing at the top of the stairs, and scared shitless. I had draped a long cloak over me, in hopes of not having to reveal to much of my outfit.
Jou was nice enough to offer me one of his costumes, but after we arrived at his house I didn't think it was that good of an idea. All his costumes were from when he was younger, and things I wouldn't want to be caught dead in. Can you imagine me going to a dance in a Porky Pig get-up? Didn't think so…
After trying on countless costumes, which didn't spark my interest, Jou suddenly had an idea. Now, Jou usually doesn't have great ideas, but I really wanted to go to the dance. Only for the reason to see what Seto was dressed up in. A few phone calls made, a trip to one of his friends house, and outfit that I loved, and now I am standing here, watching as Jou slowly made his way down the stairs.
Music was turned up to the point I was afraid my eardrums would burst. Bodies dancing, or should I say grinding, against each other on the dance floor and teachers trying to contain some discipline. That was the image I was faced with. An ordinary High School Dance, or I think at least, since this is the first dance I've ever went to.
It seemed the whole school was here. There were the football jocks all dressed in their uniform. How original…
My eyes widened, and I quickly took a few steps back, until I was in the shadows. My two step sisters, bound together in their Siamese twin-cat outfit, were dancing with themselves in the crowd. I never thought I'd meet someone who could dance as bad as they did. Problem was, I couldn't go out and dance while they were here.
I let out a sigh, and turned away from the horrible sight.
At least I was here. I could just watch from the shadows and no one would notice.
I glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. 11:03.
I had to be back at the diner by 12, or Fiona might notice someone, namely me, was missing. Might as well enjoy myself while I could.
I checked back to the twins dancing. They were apparently fighting over something. Good, that was my chance to at least get down the stairs.
Loosening my cloak, I slowly followed Jou's path down the stairs. After a few steps, I found that my costumes was indeed attracting attention. Many people stopped their dancing to watch me go down the stairs.
Now is probably the time to tell you about my costume. I think it's suppose to be an Ancient Egyptian Pharaoh outfit, or something of that sort. A white silk kilt, which was fastened by a gold sash, was secured around my waist. My shoes consisted of sandals that had straps winding their way up my leg, only to stop just below my knees. My chest was bare, except for a gold plate secured around my neck, which also held my dark blue cloak in place. My arms were littered with golden bracelets, and from my ears hung two golden ankhs. ((I hope that was somewhat accurate description of the outfit Yami has on as a Pharaoh. I couldn't think of the name of that little crown thing he has. Sorry. ))
I quickened my steps until I once again was standing in shadows near the dance floor. I didn't want those people to make my sisters notice me.
I came to a halt beside Jou. He was grinning from ear to ear.
"What's got you in such a good mood?"
He pointed across the room.
"I tell ya bud. Today's the day I'm gonna kiss Mai. She'll fall in love with the handsome man behind the mask."
I laughed. "What you waiting for then?"
"I'm going, I'm going."
With that he made his way over to Mai. Jou had a crush on Mai since 6th grade, but needless to say, he never brought up the courage to ask her out. Even now, I doubt he'll even talk to her. My theory only strengthened by the fact that Anzu was standing right beside her. Jou hated Anzu, almost as much as I did. In 7th grade, Anzu started a rumor that Jou had a big crush on me, since we were always hanging around together. Jou took it as an offense, saying how ridiculous that was. He countered in saying what a slime sucking bitch she was and other things that we don't need to mention right now. As I expected, Jou found a spot where he could observe Mai the rest of the night, until Anzu left her for a while.
Good luck with that.
It didn't seem like Anzu was in a good mood. Probably due to the fact that Seto wasn't dancing with her, and every other guy was too scared or groused out to ask her to dance.
Speaking of Seto, I let my gaze wonder through the crowd again. I smile when I notice Shizuka dancing with Honda. She was actually dancing and not grinding against him, being as innocent as she was.
My smile turned into a frown when I saw Bakura dancing with not one, but three girls. If I didn't know about the teachers keeping a tight watch on the students, I would be afraid that he'll fuck them right there on the dance floor. I continued my search, only to find that I didn't see any sign of Seto being here.
I sighed once again. Maybe he couldn't come…
"Why such a sad face? This is suppose to be a party you know."
I turn around to face the owner of that beautiful voice.
My smile returned full force.
The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath
Emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky
Never revealing their depth
Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated
I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above
"Well, I just can't decide what is better. The orgy out on the dance floor, or the passed out drunks on the benches."
He laughed.
"I'd say the orgy."
We fell into a silence then. Surprisingly it wasn't one of those uncomfortable silences, but rather one that was relaxing and nice. Although I enjoyed just standing there with him by my side, I missed the sound of his voice. I know he wasn't one for small talk but I tried anyway.
"Why aren't you dancing with Anzu?"
What was that? Why does everything I say come out wrong when he's around? Maybe it was the way his outfit made him look like a sex god.
He was dressed presumably as Prince Charming. He wore black slack and black dress shoes, a white under shirt, and a black vest. (( It's hard to explain an outfit when you have no idea what most of it is called… just like what Chad Michael Murray wears in the movie )).
I had to stop myself from drooling.
"Should I be dancing with her?"
His soft voice snaps me out of my day dream. I quickly shake my head.
"No… I mean if you wanted to… but I like talking to you… but if you…"
I stopped myself there with a slap against my head. Could I sound more idiotic?
"She asked me a couple of times, but I broke up with her for a reason." He turned his gaze from Anzu to me. "And I like talking to you too."
I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be love suicide
I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life
Somehow I controlled the blush that was threatening to come. He smiled at me. If he kept it up I might scream out something that would prove rather embarrassing, like "Take me now!"
"You want to go somewhere quiet?"
My eyes widened.
"What?"
"Go outside? I'm not much for being in a room with hundreds of hormonal teenage girls."
I nodded dumbly. That was unexpected, but I followed him out the side doors anyway.
It was a beautiful night with no clouds and the stars shinning over head. Ironic, but yet romantic. The garden we walked through was decorated with many lights and roses. It looked like there was going to be a wedding here tomorrow. A warm hand closed around mine, pulling me out of my thoughts.
"Come on, I know where we can go."
He started to lead the way to a gazebo in the back of the garden. As I tried to keep up with his longer strides, I looked at our joined hands. Would it be too cliché to say how perfectly our hands fit together?
Rain falls angry on the tin roof
As we lie awake in my bed
You're my survival, you're my living proof
My love is alive not dead
Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache, that hang from above
We stopped in the middle of the gazebo and he let go of my hand. I was disappointed, but only for a moment, as Seto turned around and bowed.
"May I have this dance?"
I already learned something about Seto that night, and it was that he was unpredictable. I stared, realizing that I haven't answered him yet.
"There isn't any music, " I pointed out.
He just smiled and took my hand again. I gasped as his other arm found its way around my waist and pulled me against his body. Vaguely I noticed that he smelled of cinnamon. I blushed as he started swaying with me to a beat that only he could hear.
"You don't need music to dance. Now isn't this better than in that stuffy room?"
I heard his voice but couldn't understand what he was saying. I was too caught up in the moment. Were his eyes always such an intense blue?
He started humming a tune, to go along with our steps.
I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be love suicide
I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life
I chuckled.
"You're a horrible singer…. But I like this song." (( Who ever can tell me what movie that's from gets a cookie J ))
He smiled at me and moved the hand around my waist to my cheek. Softly, his fingers traced my face and stopped at my lips. My mouth parted slightly. I think my heart will soon pound its way through my chest.
"You have beautiful eyes. How could I have never noticed?"
His face was close now, now to the point where his breath mingled with mine. Those blue eyes were boring their way through my soul, lighting a fire deep within myself. I had to brake free before something happened that I'll regret. But I didn't realize that I was already lost to him as my eyes slide shut. When had we stopped dancing? I could feel his breath closer now. Oh gods! Was he going to kiss me?
I've been dropped out, burned up,
fought my way back from the dead
Tuned in, turned on,
Remembered the things that you said
And then…
My eyes snapped open and I pulled away from him. I looked around frantically for the clock that snapped me out of my trance. There it was and it read… 12 o'clock!
I looked back at Seto. He was staring at me, like he was thinking about what had just happened. Maybe he hadn't realized how close we were too…
Another chime.
"I have to go. Thanks for an amazing night."
I give him one last smile before I turn and bolt towards the dance room.
My sisters were already gone when I arrived. I pushed my way through the crowd, searching for a familiar mop of blond hair. I was about to give up my search when I noticed a couple making out beside me.
"Jou?"
It was him alright, sucking off Mai's face as it were. I hated to break up the moment. I grabbed his sleeve and yanked hard.
"Jou! It's midnight!"
He broke loose of her and gave her a kiss on the hand.
"I'm sorry my lady, but I must take leave. Until we meet again."
I had to refrain from rolling my eyes as I dragged him away and out of the room.
I think he was still in la-la-land as he buckled up. Time was against me and he was babbling on about how he got Mai. It seemed Bakura got bored with his three-some and decided to try his luck with Mai. Not to my surprise she declined, but Bakura was unfazed. Jou, the true hero that he was, cut in and knocked in Jou's words "the living hell out of him."
As we stopped at a traffic light, I noticed a familiar silver car standing beside us. My eyes widened as I came face to face with Brianna and Gabriella. I quickly ducked down in my seat.
"Mom! Look it's Yami! Over there!"
"I don't see anything."
"He was there mom!"
The traffic light turned to green and they sped ahead of us. Them and hundreds of other cars. If this went on, Fiona would reach the diner before us.
"Jou, could you maybe step on it a little? I'm in a hurry you know?"
"If you haven't noticed Yami, I'm already going 48 in a 45 zone. Ok? This is my dad's car and I'm not going to wreck this one."
"Jou, I need the Fast and the Furious, not Driving Miss Daisy."
Just as I said that, I noticed Fiona's car speeding through a red light and away in the distance. Wasn't this just peachy?
I arrived at the diner, noticing that Fiona was already there. I snuck through the back door and peacked around the corner towards the front of the bar. Rhonda and everyone else was trying to get her away from looking for me. Thinking quickly, I put on an apron and grabbed a plate full of pancakes. I hid the bell and…
"Order's up."
Everyone turned to me.
"Yami, what are you doing back there?"
"Making pancakes. I thought I should touch up on my cooking skills. How was the dance, girls?"
From the way Fiona looked at me I knew she didn't believe me. With a snort she turned around and left, with her two daughters in tow.
I let out a breath. That was too close.
The next thing I knew, Rhonda was at my side asking if I had a good time.
I grinned.
"I think I just had the best day of my life."
I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be love suicide
I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life