Disclaimer: Don't own Yugioh.
Seto blinked, staring into the barrel of the gun now poised at him. He wondered if he should have expected something like this from her.
He reached up slowly and seized the end of the weapon, wrenching it out of her hand. Partially to avoid eye contact, he examined the gun turning it over in his hand. On closer observation, he found it was a Magnum, and not a bad model. It had half a round left, and it worried him on what the bullets had been used for.
"Nice make." The first words passed between them since she had pulled the gun.
"What do you want?"
"Dance with me."
"What?"
"If not," He held up the gun, "I can get you in big trouble for having this."
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Nurya didn't dare move for doubt of how far she could get. He could easily stop her; either by grabbing her or, however stupid it might be, shoot her. Even if she managed to get away, it was more than likely he would tell someone about the gun. There wouldn't be many people on her side, and most would surely believe just by looking at her that she would be the type to threaten someone with a weapon.
….
"Fine."
"That's what I thought."
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The dance wasn't as bad as they thought it would be, but both were relieved when it was over, though neither showed it. Seto handed the gun back afterward.
"I'd leave this at home if I were you. No one in this town is going to make an attempt on your life."
"You'd be surprised…."
"Whatever!" Joey laughed, "You have no proof! Besides, just because you danced with her doesn't make her your date."
"What?" Seto growled, frustrated with the entire thing, "Well, if you know so much, lets see you try."
Joey looked surprised for a moment, but the expression quickly changed, "What are you talking about? The ladies love Joey Wheeler!"
"Well then, I suppose you'll have no problem getting your own date."
"What?"
"What's the matter? Are you scared?"
"No!"
"Good. The blonde from the dance, then. The one that made all that commotion? Dawn, I believe?"
"But doesn't she already have a boyfriend?"
"Well, lets take this into consideration; I don't know the first thing about dating and you paired me with a girl that could be potentially dangerous to my health."
"True. It's a game, then? Whoever gets their date first wins?"
"Yes."
"You're on."