Snapshipping (Jonouchi x Miho x Seto)

(Using the manga version of Miho...)

Ever since the middle school fiasco, Miho was adamant about never telling anyone who she had a crush on, not even her best friend. The only way to achieve this, however, was to pretend that she wasn't interested in anyone at all, and that could sometimes become difficult.

"Isn't Matsuda-kun soooo cute?" Kanae squealed. "He's really smart, too! I think you'd be really good with him, Miho-chan!"

Miho had this scenario down to an art. She blushed slightly and smiled demurely at her friend.

"Oh, no, I'm not really thinking about relationships right now. I'd rather focus on my studies."

"Uwah, Miho-chan is so mature!" Chihiro said, smiling with a sparkle. "I wish I could be as cool and smart as you, Miho-chan."

Miho deflected the compliments gently and demurely, and quickly, the conversation turned to someone else's relationship status. She sighed quietly. Another instance averted.

Still, today was not to be her lucky day. Kanae seemed determined to play matchmaker today.

"Okay, quiz time!" she said, punching her fist into the air.

"Geez, Kanae, you are such a spaz," Chihiro said.

Kanae ignored her, turning her bright eyes to the girls that made up their little lunch group.

"Okay! So here's the quiz – who do you think would be Miho-chan's perfect type?"

Miho flushed for real this time as everyone turned to look at her.

"Miho's type, hm?" Chihiro said, resting her head on her hands. "Well, I don't think that's too tough."

"Yeah," said Miyako. "He should be...smart, and mature, and hard-working."

"And he should be kind of tall, too, don't you think?" Kanae said. "Miho would look good with a tall guy."

"What do you think, Miho-chan? What's your ideal type?" Chihiro said.

"Oh, I, um, I don't really think about that," Miho said. "I don't think I'm old enough to be thinking about relationships –"

"Ah ha! He should also be very committed!" Kanae said. "Maybe an older guy, a college student or something! Intellectual, romantic, and sensitive –"

The classroom door slid open.

"I don't see why you have to follow me all the way here," said a cold voice.

"Hey, this is my classroom too, ya rich snob! If you don't like breathing the same air as me, maybe you oughta get yourself a gas mask!"

The arguing voices belonged to the gangly, blond-headed form of Katsuya Jonouchi and the sharp-cut, brown-haired figure of Seto Kaiba.

"Oh, wow, Kaiba-kun's in class again," Miyako said. "Wow, I thought he had quit coming for good."

"Why does he even have to be in high school? He's, like, a genius or something, isn't he?"

Miho slunk down deep in her chair, just glad that the conversation about her type was over. Kanae didn't give up on things easily, though.

"He's smart, right? Maybe he'd be good for Miho-chan!"

"Kaiba-san? No way," Chihiro said. "He's so mean. I mean, look at how he treats Jonouchi-san."

"Ya know, just cause you've got money doesn't mean you have to act like an asshole," Jonouchi said at the other side of the classroom.

"And just because you don't doesn't mean you have to act like a mutt," Kaiba said.

"What? I oughta knock you into next week, rich boy!"

"Well, Jonouchi kind of asks for it," Miyako said.

"Yeah, Jonouchi's not so cool himself," Chihiro agreed. "He's such a delinquent."

"Certainly not a good match for our Miho-chan," Kanae said, as if this were some kind of job she had been assigned to complete. "Well, who else is there in class?"

As the chatter continued, Miho allowed her gaze, just for a moment, to wander to the other side of the classroom. Jonouchi and Kaiba were still arguing. Kaiba's harsh, cold blue eyes flashed from under thick brown bangs; Jonouchi's brown eyes had a fire in them to match even the coldest of Kaiba's glares. For a moment, just the barest of indulgences, she imagined herself standing in between them, and they weren't fighting anymore.

Her face flushed even harder, but she smiled a little at the thought. It would never happen. She's never be beside either of them, much less both of them...but it was a nice thought.

"Huh? Miho-chan? What are you smiling about?"

Miho blinked out of her reverie. Her friends were looking at her. Although still red in the face, she smiled brightly at them.

"Oh, it's nothing," she said.

I can never tell them, she thought. No. Never. They wouldn't get it.

A/N: I feel like the manga Miho is a romantic. :3 I like her, or at least, I like my interpretation of her. Next is Slumbershipping, and then I'll have replaced the three that I forgot to write, and I can get back on schedule.