Duel Arena
Carly POV
"Seriously, where is that girl? She missed my Jackie's comeback win," Carly thought, still hoarse from shouting her affection from her seat.
Looking beyond the exiting crowds, she spots a flare of red hair. Akiza. Seeing her, she called her over to where she is.
"What took you so long? You missed my Jackie's game-winning move," she asks to her now panting friend.
"Ladies' room…took care…of some…business," Aki spoke wheezily, trying to take in some air.
"Why are you so out of breath? Did you run all the way here?" asked Carly, worried she might fall over from exhaustion.
Akiza only gave her a quick nod, trying to straighten herself after composing herself from her fatigue.
"Did Misty do anything else while I was gone?"
"Aha, so she is interested in Yusei. Ohh, they'll be such a cute couple together," Carly thought giddily.
"Maybe, why? Interested in what she did to your boyfriend?" she mused.
"Yusei is not my boyfriend," Aki replied, a little too fast.
"Who said anything about Yusei?" Carly answered back.
Maintaining her composed state Aki asked her who else. Misty was sitting in Yusei's lap and the two other boys were dueling so there's anyone else.
"Good point," she thought. "Fine then. Well, let's go meet up with Misty in her dressing room backstage. I'm sure she'll want to hear how you reacted during your time watching her little performance," Carly said as she pulled a protesting Akiza with her to meet their friend.
Dressing room (backstage)
Yusei POV
"Okay Fudo, just stay calm and composed. Your just in your friends dressing room, who happens to be a girl, that is changing her clothes, from behind that cloth divider," Yusei thought as he takes a peek at the silhouette currently in front of him. It's now dropping of what seems to be her dress.
He turns his head away, wondering why he didn't just wait outside for Misty to get changed.
"Yus? Would you mind bringing over that red bag beside you? It has all my change clothes in it," Misty asked from behind the divider.
"S-sure," Yusei replied, taking hold of the bag at his side before going closer to Misty, with only a piece of cloth separating them.
"Hey Mis, do I just send the bag over the top of the divider," asked Yusei.
"Wait a moment Yusei," Misty replied, clearly fumbling over with something from behind the piece of cloth. Yusei looked up, clearly not wanting to break his composed state of mind.
"Give it here Yu-kun."
He turned towards the voice. Big mistake on his part, considering who the only other person inside this room is. There Misty was, beside him, with only her panties left to the imagination. One of her arms was covering what it could of her chest; her other arm outstretched, clearly waiting for the bag to be handed over to her.
"Like what you see big boy?" Misty playfully asked, winking at him before jiggling her bust, threatening to let her assets spill out in front of him.
Yusei did the only sane thing in this kind of situation; faint with a massive nosebleed on his face.
The last thing he remembered was a loud scream and the color black. A thong. How raunchy.