Chapter 8 is complete! Now to throw the switch (Blink--Blink) What happen to the lights?

Oh! I can't post until I claim I have no real rights to Yu-Gi-Oh! Okay...

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"I told you already! I've got it covered!"

"How do you have it covered, Téa? Tell me how you have something like that covered!" Joey demanded, following Téa down the hall. She was so not in the mood for this. She had told them about getting kicked out of her parent's but she refused to tell them anything else, especially the part about Seto Kaiba offering to house her. Yugi was disappointed about the fact that she hadn't asked to crash at his place. He had more than enough room for her and would have been more than happy to have her come to his place to stay. However Téa told him to forget it, she was all set. Telling them about getting kicked out was all she would tell them, she didn't want to tell them that she was pregnant, only she and Seto and her parents knew so far. She begged Seto not to tell and he seemed to reluctantly agree, but what did she know about his mood swings? What did she know about Seto Kaiba? Not much. But his steel-cold-attitude he gave everyone seemed just.... not right... like he was hurting inside. Kaiba was always the cold one, but she was never that sure. Maybe it had to do with Seto's adoptive father and the way he emotionally abused him as a child. Téa wasn't sure, but maybe living in the mansion she could find something out about her host. She would have to go home tonight and pick up the rest of her things. Her father brought her home and told her that they would be clearing out her room while she was at school and if she wanted her things she would have to stop by while her mother was still at work. She was almost to her classroom to collect her bag when Joey countered and blocked her way into the room, arms held out, holding the doorframe. "Tell me."

"No, I told you I had it covered, why can't you just leave me alone."

"You're no rebel Téa, and you're not a problem child so why'd ya mom and dad kick ya out of da house?" he demanded again, still blocking her way.

"Get out of my way Joey, I'm late enough. I need to go collect my things before my mom comes home." He got out of her way and followed her into the classroom. "Someone gave me a place to stay, so leave me alone. I'm still coming to school and I'll see you guys still, so quit bugging." She picked up her bag and hooked it over her shoulder. She looked into those honey-brown eyes and touched his face, trailing her hand down to his neck. "Hey, I'll be all right, thanks for worrying about me." She moved in and wrapped her arms around his torso and hugged him tightly. Joey rolled his eyes and hugged her back.

"You got a ride?" she nodded and pulled out of his embrace, they walked together out of the building and she pointed at her dad's car. He rubbed her back and walked off. She smiled and walked towards her dad's car. Téa opened the door and he looked at her.

"I'm so sorry, honey."

"No, it's okay dad. I was the stupid one. All I wanted was Aki, I would've done anything to keep him, turns out I did the wrong thing." She felt a tear trickle down her cheek. She got in the seat and pulled her seatbelt and they drove off.

Téa walked slowly in her house. She closed her eyes; this may be the last time she'd be allowed in her own home. She pushed open the door to her room and looked around. A bed and... and it looked just like a guest room. She walked out of the room and went back down stairs. "Téa! The boxes are in the truck lets get to that place your staying." Téa nodded and walked outside. It was chilly, gray, no sun to be seen. The boxes were in the back of the truck. She got in and just as they drove away from her house, Téa's mother pulled into the driveway. She got out of the car and watched the car turn and disappear. She lowered her head and went inside. Her daughter was on her own, her daughter had to learn

"This is not where you're staying!"

"Yes, this is the Kaiba mansion."

"Who?" Her father demanded.

"It's too late to play concern, dad." She got out of the car, unloaded the boxes, all she had were her books, clothes and shoes. She rested them near the gate and pushed a button.

"Miss Gardner?" it was an unfamiliar voice.

"Uh... yes. Seto Kaiba told me to meet him here."

"Yes, come on in." The gates opened slowly and she pressed the button again.

"Can I have some help?"

"Right away." The twin doors opened and two men in black suits and sunglasses came out and walked over to her. Three boxes. Téa lifted one box, the one with books and the helped with the shoes and clothes. She followed one while the other walked behind her. The gates closed and she looked back at her dad's truck one last time, letting out a sigh, life was going to be so different now. The doors opened and Téa nearly dropped one of the boxes, holding onto her elbow the man behind her held her arms up. She looked back at him and he gave this small thin smile.

"I'm sorry, it's just... so beautiful."

"Mr. Kaiba is a wealthy man." He said and directed her to follow the other man up the stairs. "You'll be on the third floor, Mr. Kaiba sleeps on the second and Mr. Mokuba across the hall from him." Téa nodded and they finally reached the third floor. The door to the room at the end of the hall was open and they stepped inside. She put the box down and drew in a breath. This room was breathtaking. She could barely believe she was staying here. One of the men walked over to the door with the silver doorknob and pushed it open.

"This is the bathroom." She blinked. A connected bathroom, she must be dreaming. What was this from bad karma, good karma? She traced her fingers against the foot of the bed and walked over to the bathroom and was more amazed. The sink looked more like a birdbath with faucets. And the bath had those feet and the shower was opposite in it's own wall and she walked across the tile floor. Why her? She wondered, touching the porcelain skin and looking at her reflection in the wall mirror. Tears suddenly filled her eyes... never in a million years could her life get this good. The men were gone and she knelt on the tile floor and buried her face in her folded arms on the edge of the sink, crying. Only in her dreams did she live like this. Now it was nothing but reality.