by Melanit
As they entered the gym, few people really noticed. Everyone seemed quite taken with Jounouchi�s escort, Mai. She was wearing� well, something real nice. It was horridly low cut, extremely tight fitting, and very, very red. Very very very red. Surprisingly enough, Jounouchi didn�t seem particularly thrilled by all this. In fact, he didn�t seem to be paying any attention to her at all. Mai hadn�t noticed as of yet, being as every male in the gym was gaping at her disgustingly.
Kaiba pulled his gaze away with ease, and looked casually around the rest of the gymnasium. His gaze stopped on the one person he had been searching for. Black, leather clad legs strutted to the punch table, and muscled, pale coloured arms swung easily at the side. A form fitting black muscle shirt enhanced the lithe body beneath, and the spiky, red, black and gold hair stood up on the beautiful, smooth face majestically. Kaiba allowed himself a smirk as Yami Yugi poured himself some punch, looking vaguely around the gymnasium in boredom. Well. He was about to be very, very... not bored.
Kaiba slid his arm from the grip of Shizuka, and promptly opened his trench coat. To his pleasure, Yami�s eyes found Kaiba, and they bugged out of his head. Yami spit out his entire mouthful of punch, staring in astonishment at Kaiba as he chocked. Kaiba was wearing the most form fitting thing money (and illegal drug dealing) could buy. Entirely navy blue, he wore tall, shiny boots and VERY fitted pants tucked into the top. A belt wrapped around his small waist with an enormous silver buckle in the shape of a Blue Eyes. His shirt was nearly see-through, though it still held a creepy tinge of blue that made Kaiba's eyes seem to burst out of his head. The shirt was sleeveless, and on both wrists were thick blue and black bracelets that looked like prison chains.
He smirked as Yami stared at him, the grip on his glass of punch loosening considerably. The scarily pink liquid dripped onto the floor and splashed Yami's booted feet, but he didn't seem to notice. Kaiba pulled his trench coat off all the way and draped it over one arm. Shizuka seemed rather taken with Kaiba as well, though he honestly didn't care what she thought. He had done what he had planned, and proceeded to casually ignore Yami's rather searching stare.
Jounouchi still had not noticed Mai. He leaned against the wall behind her, looking the opposite direction. He sighed wistfully and looked aimlessly around the gymnasium, his gazing stopping on Kaiba. His eyes widened at the inital shock of Kaiba's attire, though he quickly was bored. Jounouchi pulled himself from the wall and trudged toward Shizuka. "Oi," he greeted her heavily, and leaned against his sister.
"Hi, Oniichan!" she greeted him, looking far too happy for his liking. Her large brown eyes looked at him, and she frowned. "What is it, Oniichan? Why are you so sad?"
Jounouchi shook his head and rubbed the back of his neck. "It's nothing, sis, I... I dunno. It's nothing-"
"Excuse me," Kaiba said suddenly, cutting between Jounouchi and his sister. "Why don't you pay attention to your own date instead of chasing other people's?" he asked icily, glaring down at Jounouchi.
Jounouchi's face turned puce. "What do you mean, chasing other people's?! SHE'S MY SISTER!" he shouted.
Kaiba smirked. "That's not who I was talking about, Jounouchi." He turned and walked carefully towards the punch bowl. Jounouchi stared after him, his mouth falling open.
"What was that about, Oniichan?" Shizuka asked in surprise, slowly taking hold of her brother's sleeve. A grin suddenly crossed Jounouchi's face. "No idea," he lied, feeling considerably happier. "'Scuse me, sis..."
