HIDDEN SECRETS
Alright, so far so good...Tea thought, pulling her head back after spying on Joey a good five minutes to make sure he wouldn't move from his spot on the couch, seemingly caught up in what was on the television.
"Aww, man! Not a commercial! I wuz gettin'inta dat!" He whined aloud, throwing another handful of chips in his mouth, crunching loudly, getting crumbs all over his shirt and pants.
Tea groaned. Great, that's going to be fun cleaning...Nonetheless she laughed at how immature he acted. Well, back upstairs. Quietly she made her way to the second floor to her parents'room, closing the door behind her once inside.
"Celtic?" She looked around the room for the mystical elf, finding him staring out the window of the room with a blank stare.
"Oh, there you are. Listen, Joey's downstairs. Do you remember who that is?" She came to stand beside him, staring at him expectantly.
He kept his head forward, eyes straight ahead, reflecting the moon in the sky.
"You know, he's about this tall," She raised her hand several inches above her head. "With messy blonde hair, brown eyes, has a younger..." She sighed, crossing her arms over her chest with a light glare in his direction.
"You're not even listening are you?"
She blinked, caught by surprise when he turned away from the window and looked down at her from his towering height, eyes unblinking and still.
She shivered inwardly. Geez, talk about the third degree..."I want you to keep out of sight if he's ever around, got it? I can't risk having him see you."
He looked at her a second longer before his head and eyes drifted back to the window, staring back outside.
Ugh! I can't believe he's ignoring me! " Celtic! Did you hear me?" She asked, moving slightly in front of him, but she was too short---compared to him---to block his view of whatever he found fascinating outside
She threw her arms up in the air, offended and angry that he wouldn't even listen to what she had to say.
"Forget it!" She cried, stepping out from in front of him to stomp over to the door, clearly getting the message across that she was more than peeved.
"Talk about rude," She grumbled, walking out and shutting the door behind her, leaning against it afterward with a deep breath, closing her eyes to take a minute to relax.
"Teya? What're ya doin'?"
"AHH! Joey? Christ! Don't scare me like that!" She lightly slapped his arm, glaring at him in the process.
He shrugged, grin in place. "Sorry, Teya, didn't mean ta give ya a heart attack,"
"Just...don't do it again," She moved a hand over her heart to find itbeating rapidly under her chest.
"So...what were ya doin'in there?" He asked, looking at the door behind her.
She glared lightly at him. "None of your business."
"Oh, I get it..." He smirked slyly.
Tea blinked, her heart beating up again. "Y-You do?"
"Dat's yer parents' room, huh?"
She sighed, I can't believe I freaked out over nothing. "Which means this room is off limits, got that?" She poked a finger into his chest.
He laughed, lifting his arms up beside his head in mock surrender. "Alright, I get it.'Sides...I always have yer room to go in!"
Tea gasped. "You wouldn't!" She screeched when he ran into her room, shutting and locking the door behind him.
"Joey!" She shouted, banging viciously on the door. "You open this door right now!" She stopped hitting the door when she heard no sounds coming from inside.
"Joey?" She pressed her ear against the door, only to shriek when she heard her closet being opened.
"Joey! You stay out of there!" She heard him laughing inside, the closet being shut, then footsteps passing the door.
"Joey? Joey!" She banged her fist one last time on the door. "Come on! That stuffs private!"
"Man, Teya, I neva knew you were so...big,"
"What's that suppose to mean?" She demanded, glaring at the door. He'd better not be calling me fat!
"Man, how da heck do you chicks put dis stuff on?"
"Joey! You'd better not be trying on my underwear!"
He laughed. "Nah, more like ya bra."
"JOEY! I'm going to KILL you!" She started banging more persistently at the door, kicking and screaming for him to open up.
When he opened the door, she froze in shock and horror. "Joey..."
"How do I look?" He snickered, putting a hand behind him, posing withher bra on him, over his shirt.
"TAKE THAT OFF RIGHT NOW!" She screamed, grabbing him by the collar and shaking him.
Joey laughed all the while---even if he was getting kind of dizzy and he was sure his brains were being scrambled---enjoying this too much to let it end already.
"No way, Teya!" He grabbed her and whirled her around, catching her off guard as he started tickling her.
"Ack! N-Not f-fair. Joey, ahh! STOP!" Tea giggled loudly, tears of laughter running down her face as he tickled her sides.
Celtic knew she told him to stay inside, especially with that boy around, but he was tempted to look out and make sure she was fine. She'd been screaming and hitting things for the past ten minutes, and his protective nature was beginning to take over, guiding him to the door instinctively.
He opened it slowly at first, before throwing it open when he saw Tea being groped by some blonde boy standing behind her, his hands moving at a quick pace at her sides which was seemingly the cause of Tea's crying and red face---to him, at least.
Celtic tensed, eyes narrowing as he took note of the black item strapped around the boy's chest. He recalled that female clothing in the big place Tea had taken him. Then why was this boy wearing it? Was he some kind of sex offender?
Celtic grunted low in his throat. It seemed he was not only harming the girl, but he was wearing women's clothing.
Moving quickly, he grabbed Tea and pushed her aside, punching the boy square in the jaw.
"Oh my God! Joey!" Tea stared wide eyed at Celtic who now hovered over an unconscious Joey.
"Why'd you hit him?" She demanded. She squeaked when he rounded on her, pulling her into his arms.
It's alright, His deep voice echoed in her mind, He won't hurt you anymore.
Tea blinked, before she started laughing hysterically, the action causing Celtic to let go and stare at her silently, not sure why she was reacting this way.
Perhaps she had become overjoyed that her attacker was out cold on the floor?
"H-He wasn't hurting me!" She laughed out, clutching her stomach as she did.
"He was tickling me!"
Tickling?
The word did not register to Celtic. He had never heard of this "tickling" before.
Tea smiled weakly up at him. "It's hard to explain, but he really wasn't hurting me. I promise." Her smile grew. " But thank you for helping me anyway."
She looked down at Joey who was still sprawled on the floor, knocked out cold with a bruising jaw. Now what am I going to do? How am I going to explain to Joey how he got a huge bruise on his face?
"Help me get him downstairs to the couch." Tea instructed Celtic. Celtic grunted, arms crossed. He still didn't trust that boy, even if he was a friend of his Master, he had attacked the girl and she just wanted to cover it up.
Celtic didn't like that boy one bit.
"Come on Celtic! Please?" Tea begged, thankful when he grudgingly picked up the boy with ease and flung him over a shoulder, before walking down the stairs and into the family room with Tea trailing behind.
"Careful!" Tea smacked a hand to her forehead when Celtic carelessly threw Joey on the couch, his head almost hitting the arm rest.
She reluctantly went to the dining table and grabbed one of the chairs, dragging it back in front of the couch by Joey's head.
She eyed the damage to his chin and part of his lower lip. " Let's see...ice and a cloth," She mumbled, dashing off.
Celtic watched her go into the downstairs bathroom, running out with a cloth moments later, before she was racing to the kitchen where she grabbed a handful of ice from the freezer, wrapping it up in the cloth.
" Alright, this'll have to do for now," She said, sighing as she took a seat in the chair she'd put by the couch, adjusting the cloth in her hand over Joey's chin and mouth, letting the ice numb it to ease the pain for when he woke.
Celtic kept close to Tea's side in case the boy woke and tried attacking her again. As far as he was concerned, the boy had used some mind control on Tea to make her side with him.
He definitely didn't like this boy. "Poor Joey," Tea sighed, running a hand through his messy blonde hair. She wondered if he'd even remember what happened.
She noticed Celtic at her side. "It's okay," She said, understanding his sudden over-protectiveness. "He won't hurt me; Joey's a friend."
She was surprised when he grabbed her and pulled her up from the chair, turning her to face him. "C-Celtic?" She asked, somewhat worried.
Celtic studied her face long and hard, his eyes tracing the smooth shape of her face, before settling on her lips. He knew one way to reverse the spell the boy had put over her.
Grabbing her shoulders in his hands, Celtic lowered his head and lightly pressed his mouth over hers.
Tea gasped, almost falling, overwhelmed by the magical tingle that passed from his mouth to hers, the kiss a mere press of lips, connecting their bodies, minds and souls.
She gripped his green shirt, suddenly lightheaded and dazed, as the breath of magic passed into her mouth and down her throat, settling in her stomach.
His mouth was still, parted the slightest over hers, not a kiss, or even a peck, merely a way to transfer the magic into her body to clear her thoughts and ease away any confusion.
Celtic, just about to pull back, stopped when she pressed her lips against his, shocked by her actions. Moving her arms around his neck, standing on her tip-toes to reach his mouth, she kissed his lips to her best ability as he remained still and unresponsive.
His lips were soft and slightly moist, tasting of rain and berries as she found herself drawing his bottom lip into her mouth to suck lightly. She didn't know what made her do it, whether it was the magic from his lips or the mere contact, she was addicted, wanting more.
Celtic's eyes fluttered shut. Never had a woman kissed him with such want and need. The feelings running through the kiss were too strong to ignore, and he found himself letting her continue, not pulling away.
It lasted a mere minute before she pulled back with a swollen mouth and red cheeks, embarrassed beyond belief.
"I-I'm so sorry, Celtic. I-I didn't mean to..." She quickly turned and sat back down in the chair beside Joey, too humiliated by her own actions to even look at him, let alone be in the same room as him.
Trying to look distracted, she kept her eyes on Joey's face, blindly wondering what the elf would do, or say. Would he ignore her?
Tea snorted. He already does! She bit her lip, Why'd he kiss me in the first place? The kiss had been short and simple, and she was suddenly curious if she should even consider that a kiss, let alone a peck. She absently pressed a hand over her lips in hopes of stopping the tingle that lingered on them.
She'd never let a guy kiss her before, and she wondered why she never did it. If they all felt that great, what was stopping her from doing it all the time?
She nibbled at her lip. I'm too shy to even hold hands with a guy, let alone kiss one! She flushed at the images that went with the thought.
She shook her head furiously. You've got more important things to worry about, baka! Like how you're going to explain all this to Joey!
She could lie and tell him he'd tripped and hit himself. Would he believe it? She was never good at lying; she'd never done it before.
What if he figures it out and tells Yuugi? What'll I do then? Starting to panic, she stood and began pacing the family room, hands tangled in her hair in clear frustration.
She gave a startled noise when she bumped into Celtic who'd magically wandered in her path, her head colliding with his chest.
"Sorry." She stuttered, sidestepping to move around him when he grabbed her shoulders, keeping her in place.
She nervously looked up at him. I have a really bad feeling that he's going to ask me why I kissed him. What am I going to say? 'Gee, I got caught up in the moment.'? Get real, Tea! That was no kiss he gave you! Whatever it was, it wasn't a kiss!
She shifted uncomfortably when he kept quiet, his eyes studying her openly. Their gaze was broken when Joey grunted from the couch with a stir and a flutter of his eyes.
Oh god, he's waking up! " You have to hurry upstairs before he sees you!" Tea hissed, gently shoving Celtic toward the stairs and out of the family room.
"Now remember, don't come out unless I tell you to okay?" She hated keeping him locked up in a room all day like some prisoner, just so Joey wouldn't find out, but she had no other choice.
"Come on, Celtic! You have to hurry!" When he wouldn't budge, even up the first step, she stopped and glared lightly at him. Is he trying to get Joey suspicious?
I refuse to leave you alone in that boy's presence. Tea blinked owlishly as his voice flooded her thoughts.
"But if he sees you," She started, only to stop when he looked firmly at her.
"I will not repeat myself." He spoke, aloud this time, his deep voice a mixture of a purr and a hiss. Tea fidgeted at the sound of it. When he did speak she cherished those moments; hearing him was almost an honor, as he rarely did it, and she found his voice nice to listen to.
"But he'll tell Yuugi...and then..." She didn't want to admit it, let alone with him right there, but the words just seemed to come out. "then he'll take you away and you'll be a card again. I don't..." She sucked in a deep breath. "I don't want that."
Before any more words could be exchanged, Joey walked out of the family room and into their direction, rubbing the sleep from his eyes with a groan of pain.
"Teya? Why does my jaw hurt like hell?" He asked, moving one hand down to nurse the bruise and welt.
Tea frantically looked at Celtic. He can't be serious! Is he really refusing to go upstairs? What am I going to do?
Joey's eyes began to crack open.
Think, Tea, think
His eyes were halfway open, slowly, slowly…
With a surge of confidence, Tea lunged at Celtic, tackling him to the ground with her chest right over his face.
Joey screamed at the sight. "For crying out loud, Teya! Can't ya do dat wit me not around?" He quickly covered his eyes and turned his head to the side, cursing his luck and horrible timing. Now he was going to have nightmares for the rest of his life!
Yeck! And of Teya wit her breasts all over dat guys face! He shuddered as the images returned. Why him? Why?
He turned his head back to where Tea was, but still managed to keep his eyes covered. Wait a sec...since when did Teya have a boyfriend? She never mentioned him ta me 'an da guys!
"Are ya two done yet? I'm losin'my appetite here! Man, Teya, have some shame and put dose balloons away! I think ya suffocatin'dat guy of yours!"
Tea flushed, before shooting Joey a glare, even if he couldn't see it. Balloons? Now that was uncalled for! But she couldn't move, if she did, Joey would see Celtic's face!
Celtic, meanwhile, found the position quite promising. He had already missed the feel of her breasts, soft and warm against his face. Despite the fact that it was rather hard to breathe with her breasts smashed up against his face, he couldn't deny the enjoyment he was getting out of this.
"Man, I'm gonna be sick." Joey muttered, turning his back to the couple, waiting for them to detach themselves seeing as they were practically glued together.
"Oh stop complaining, Joey. I just slipped." Tea defended, moving off Celtic.
Celtic moved into a sitting position, only to look at Tea when she suddenly started laughing, too quiet for Joey to hear but loud enough for him to.
If Celtic had a mirror, he would've seen the two, round, red imprints left on his face where Tea's chest had recently been.
Sobering up, Tea ushered him upstairs. "I'll be up there in a minute." She whispered, thankful when he reluctantly retreated upstairs and into her parents' room.
Joey turned just as Celtic had vanished down the hall and out of sight. "Who da heck was dat, Teya? Since when did ya have a boyfriend?"
"He's not my boyfriend. He's a friend." She huffed, crossing her arms.
" Wut, he shy; does he not want ta meet me?"
She sighed. "I guess you could say that…" She held back a nervous laugh. Way to go, Tea. Could you be anymore obvious?
Joey eyed her a moment, raising both eyebrows suspiciously, before he gave his stomach a pat.
"Mind if I grab some grub? I'm starvin'."
Tea rolled her eyes, but laughed nonetheless, following him into the kitchen. "I bet you're wondering about that huge bruise on your face, right?"
Joey nodded, rummaging through her refrigerator with ease, as he had been to her house before and knew well of where all the good food was stored. "Yeah, mind explain'why I won't be able to show my face ta Mai till dis goes away?" He pointed to the bruise.
Tea smiled widely, almost secretly. "I knew it!"
"What?" He asked, oblivious, placing out some bread, mayonnaise, turkey, lettuce, and other things for his sandwich. "Knew what?" He demanded.
"You like Mai!" She cried, as though it was the most obvious answer on the planet.
"No I don't!" He defended, avoiding looking directly at her as he started making his sandwich. "You've been hangin'around da wrong crowd if ya think I like her."
Tea's smile grew wider, only to vanish when a loud crash was heard from upstairs.
"What da heck was dat?" Joey asked, stopping what he was doing to stare toward the stairs, as the sound had come from the second floor.
Tea's eyes rounded to saucers. Oh no, Celtic!
A/N: Dun dun dun! Hah, I'm so evil. Not the best cliffhanger, but I tried! I hope you guys liked the chapter. It's been tough, but I managed to write another chapter without Vaz! I tell ya, that girl is getting lazy on me! And this pairing was her idea too! -- lol. Oh well, I can't say I don't like it myself.
I believe this is the first Celtic/Tea pairing fic out there!
Tea: It is? Wow.
Celtic: --silent--
As always. Lol. As for Celtic talking. I really didn't want him to, as his character doesn't and isn't supposed to talk, like in the anime, because, apparently, the duel monster cards are all mute! But I figured the whole "telepathy" thing can work. As Tea could communicate with DMG that one ep...so yeah. Heh.
But he will talk sometimes, but little, brief things. It'd be freaky hearing him talk like a normal guy. O.o
Celtic: Yo -Yo hommie G. I want to hit that girl up ova'dere! Uh-huh, oh yeah, suga-momma.
Tea: You talking to me? O.o --horrified--
Celtic: --innocent-- Excuse me? You must be mistaken, girl. I do not speak in such a manner.
Tea: Hmm. I must be hearing things then! And, hey! I have a name!
Celtic: Yes I know. I scream it many a nights.
Tea: WHAT? --faints--
Marik: I KNEW Tea was the aggressor type. --smirks--
Celtic: Trust me...there's more. She also likes to...
Tea: OMG! STOP! And just let the readers REVIEW already!
READ AND REVIEW! XD