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Chapter List
- 1-Mirrored out
- 2-chapter 2
- 3-chapter 3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
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- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 4
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- 6
Hmmm, two
stories updated in one go-don�t think I�ll be able to manage that ever
again�uhh, yes, some weirdness here, and the inevitable fight-read and enjoy!^^

Ja ne!

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5

Stepping
out of the empty classroom she had used for changing, Jounouchi gazed up and
down the empty hall before tiptoeing to her locker, taking out the books she
needed for first period and stuffing her backpack, jeans and sweater back in.
Donning her
white sneakers, she then rushed to her classroom, trying to avoid any sound.

�Hayashi.�
�Here.�
�Hiroto.�
�Uh-huh.�
�Ishikawa.�
�Hai.�
�Jounouchi.�
Silence.
Frowning,
the teacher looked up from her attendance list.
�Has anyone
of you seen Jounouchi this morning?�
�Here,
sensei� came a soft voice from the door.
Everybody turned
to look at the one who spoke-and then the room went dead silent.

The
conditioner had managed to smoothen out the countless tangles and knots of her
unruly mane, making it possible for her to tie it back in a small pony,
although she kept her original hairstyle.
Eyes,
shimmering in defiance and challenging anyone to lose a single comment about
her appearance, were framed by long, dark lashes, lips pursed in a dedicated
pout, which only helped to accent their fullness.
Jounouchi�s
shoulders were a tad bit broad, but considering her well-developped chest, more
than necessary.
Especially
seeing how narrow her waist was in comparison to the blonde�s almost voluptous
hips. Her legs peeking out from beneath the short blue skirt branded her as
long-distance runner; they were slender, yet well-defined.

Honda was
very well aware, that he was ogling his best friend, but couldn�t help it-hey,
he was a hormon-ridden teenager after
all.
Plus, he
had two fully functional eyes-among other bodyparts.

Kaiba
managed to hold back the nosebleed.
However,
there was nothing he could do about the painful erection straining against the
tight fit of his leather pants.
With a
possessive snarl, he pulled out the Uzi where he had it hidden in his briefcase
and mowed down each and every single person in the classroom, save for
Jounouchi.
Shocked,
the blonde stared at the massacre, whispering:
�Wha-what
did you do that for?� Kaiba gave her a cool gaze.
�I had to.
They were going to take you away from me. And that is something I am not willed
to accept.�
Jounouchi�s
large eyes were brimmed with tears, as she hushed in adoration:
�You-you
did this-for me?�
Kaiba
pulled the girl close to his chest, reveling in the feel of her warm, soft body
against his own.
�For you
and no one else, beautiful� he rumbled into her ear-and slapped his hand
against his forehead.
�I�m
indubitably not getting enough sleep, if I am starting to harbor such
demented fantasies� concluded the CEO, as he tried to tear his sight from the
blonde.
Who was
brushing past him and the other students without sparing anybody a single look,
then plopped down in her chair.
As if on
cue, the classroom came alive with whispers and hushed conversations.

History, and
the students were copying the inscriptions on the blackboard, mumbled
explanations and questions flitting back and forth the room, seeing as how the
sensei had left the class a few minutes prior.
However,
two people were not joining into the hushed conversation, Kaiba, who was
keeping to himself as usual and Jou, who still tried to get used to the feel of
the pink cotton briefs she wore underneath. Sighing, she shifted a little in
her seat, trying not to draw any attention on her person-
�Jounouchi.�
The blonde
rose her head from where it was resting on her palm.
Kakimura-sensei
had just entered and handed the girl a single page.
�As of now,
you will be working with this here curriculum-meaning, you will be having PE
with the girls.�
�Nan de?!?�
exclaimed Jou, gawking at both the sheet and his teacher.
�Volley,
Basketball, athlethics, jazzda-JAZZDANCE?!? You�ve got to be kiddin�
me!� exclaimed the blonde after a closer look. Kakimura-sensei didn�t take too
kindly being yelled at.
�Well, I
surely can�t have you running around with the boys-besides, where would you
dress?�
�Certaily not
with us!� piped up Yukawa Norie, the most popular girl in Domino High, and the
other girls nodded.
�Oh, I�m
sure the other guys wouldn�t mind if Jou would change in our locker room, ne,
minna-san?� guffawed Hayashi Takeo, even as the other boys whooped and
whistled.
The cheers
died down instantly when Jou�s history book knocked Takeo clear off his seat.
Huffing,
she turned to face the sensei and growled:
�I�ll just
use the washroom, thank you very much.�

Pissed.
Royaly,
completey, entirely and totally pissed.
Going near
Jounouchi at this very moment in time would have been tantamaount to suicide.
Fuming, the
blonde sat in her usual chair in room #128, doodling furiously on a piece of
paper.
One seat to
her right and behind was the only other occupant of the room, Kaiba Seto.
Who
pretended to read some contracts due the next day, but in real was soaking in
every single curve of the girl next to him.
If he had
known detention to be this beautiful, he would have tried to marr his school
report much earlier.

* ~
Locking the
cabin from the inside, Jou sighed and, seating herself on the closed lid of the
toilet, started changing into the dark blue shorts and white sweatshirt, before
slipping on her running shoes.
She stuffed
her school uniform haphazardly into the bag before leaving the washroom-and
running smack into a brick wall.
Jou had
made this unfortunate encounter more times than she cared to count to know who
she bumped into.
Tilting her
head, she snapped:
�Watch
where you�re walkin�, moneybags!�
Azure eyes
glinted bemused, even as Kaiba gave a superior smirk.
�You look
cute, koinu�, he mumbled.
One long
finger glid over Jounouchi�s side, trailing the outline of her figure.
�Though I
would have rathered you wearing a tank top.�
Amber eyes
widened-and then Jou swung her fist.
The one
holding her duffle bag.
Kaiba
easily blocked the hit, but couldn�t avoid the bag grazing his cheek.
Jounouchi
used the CEO�s momentarily distraction to tackle him and soon both were rolling
on the floor, Kaiba trying to get a hold on the blonde while this one spat,
cursed, hit, kicked, bit and generally did a very good impression of a rabid,
bloodthirsty cat.
Nails raked
across Kaiba�s face, and the brunet decided to end this fight.
Grabbing
hold of Jou�s wrists, who in turn was pulling his hair, Kaiba pinned the girl
to the floor, snarling:
�That will
be enough!�
�I�ll say�,
came a somewhat annoyed voice from down the hall.
Both teens
looked up to see their PE teacher standing there, a look of pure disapproval on
his face.
And that is
how Kaiba got his second detention in as many days.*~

His usual
scowl deepened, when he saw Jounouchi starting to stab the innocent paper on
her desk repeatedly with a pencil, pausing only to resharpen it.
Finally,
Kaiba grew tired of the tapping sounds, and, flipping to a different page in
order to uphold his appearance of indifference, he demanded:
�I hate
being in this situation just as much as you do, yet I would be pleased of you
would put a reign on your anger and try to keep up a certain amount of, if not
dignity, then at least tranquility, so I can continue my work in an acceptable
silence.�
Yeowch.
Even though
he had been prepared for it, the Death Look^TM did unnerve him.
Obviously,
Jounouchi contemplated wether or not using him as pin cushion, but then the
blond suddenly jerked her head upwards and stared at a point above the CEO�s
head.
The brunet
didn�t have to look to know, Jou was gazing at the watch.
Raising
from her seat and pulling the hem of her uniform skirt down(Kaiba�s member
twitched in response), the girl collected her belongings and, heading for the
door, replied:
�My hour�s
over. Have fun, moneybags.�
Waiting a
couple of minutes until he could be sure that Jou wouldn�t come back, Kaiba
stood and leisurely walked over to where the blonde had sat-and stopped dead in
his tracks.
The
mutilated sheet was covered with various chibi versions of himself-rather good
ones, at that-each facing a different, yet equally painful, terrible death.
He saw
himself being kicked out of a plane, floating on the bottom of the sea with a
stone tied to his neck, being eaten alive by a REBD, dumped in a container with
acid and, literally, burning in hell.
The fact
that Jou had systematically stabbed out every single one of the caricatures�
faces didn�t add to his comfort.
Not at all.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Ok, let me
get my point across: I�m not making fun of Columbine or similar tragic
happenings here, I simply wanted to point out Kaiba�s very strange..fantasies(yeah,
we all know our favorite CEO is a little touched in the head, ne� �?).
As for Jou
killing the Kaiba doodles-I used to do that at school. A lot. Go figure�
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