DH: Here's another chapter of Phantom Duelists. The song We Have All Been Blind is property of Andrew Lloyd Webber. All lyric changes are used by the authoress to further the story. Enjoy Chapter Fourteen: Play His Game
Chapter Fourteen: Play His Game
The watcher felt satisfied as he witnessed his co-sealer reveal what she could bear to. Even though his co-sealer didn't have to keep anything secret regarding the Seal, the watcher knew that there was always an inclining hope that she would keep a part of it secret. After that event was done, he quietly let his watch end.
Meanwhile, Keimo's face had regained its color after hearing his sister say why she made the Seal. She didn't have to do that, Part of him reasoned. You know she had to, another part of him sighed.
He looked to Sheon, who kept a conserved look on his face, but Keimo could easily see the worry Sheon's gray eyes portrayed. He then felt a cold hand grasp his gently. He then met his sister's gentle, cold, fear-filled gaze.
"It was the only way I could protect you ." Mhera murmured. "I meant what I said about not losing you again."
Keimo quietly pulled his sister close whispering, "You never truly lost me. You were always thinking of me in some form or fashion. And I thank you for that."
But there was still doubt in him that Mhera possessed certainty at what she was she was doing. He knew a little about her ten years without him, but he didn't know enough to be unhesitant about this whole ordeal. "You really have to go on a date with him?" Keimo asked, outright disgusted by the idea. "What if something happens to you?"
"Unfortunately yes, I do. I assure you that nothing will happen." Mhera stated.
"So are we all at a consensus that we dislike the idea?" Sheon interjected. Both Keimo and Mhera nodded agreeably.
"We shall play his game, cede to his whim. But remember, we hold the key. For if, Mhera agrees, we shall have him at our feet." Sheon started.
"I'm listening!" Mhera stated
"Go on" Keimo urged.
"These games will end, his hold shall cease!" The three finished.
"You will make a good Raoul." Keimo muttered playfully.
"Had you any doubt, Keimo?" Mhera asked softly.
Sheon knelt in front of them, "Now who is paying for this unwanted date?"
"I have no idea!" Mhera snapped
"Make sure it's you and that you pick the restaurant." Sheon said softly.
Mhera was catching on. "But if it's your restaurant that I pick, he'll surely recognize you."
"A problem easily made less worrisome with colored contacts." Keimo interjected. "I'll be dining there, so I can give Sheon the contacts right before you show up."
"But you will need a disguise, and I have the perfect one for you." Mhera stated, a glint in her eyes.
Keimo knew exactly what his sister was hinting at and immediately began protest. "You can't get me into that. There is no way I'm wearing it. It's a dress, for goodness sake!"
"Robe!" Mhera and Sheon shouted.
Sheon looked him in the eye. "Your sister has the right idea. That "dress" should ensure your security. No one will be able to see your face unless you look directly at them. That is why they were picked."
"I never thought about it like that, but I won't wear it!"
"Keimo please?" Mhera asked. After no response was received, she shook her head. "You're so stubborn." She smiled at him so sweetly with that maternally inherited charm. This works every time! I have him right where I want him. It's a shame I'm not dueling; victory would be mine. Mhera saw Keimo begin to lose his resolve.
"Fine, but only because it's you. I wouldn't do it for anyone else." Keimo stated.
DH: That's the chapter. The Date with Bakura is next, and there is a big huge movie reference in Chapter Fifteen: The Date. I agree with the trio in their mutual disgust at the idea, but I'm the authoress so my opinion doesn't really matter. But yours does. Please review.