[open] [genderbent AU]

[note_atem]

The Duelist Ball is a special, invite only, very fancy affair. Pegasus was really going all out for this, sparing no expense for such a star-studded, beautiful evening. The invitation was very pushy about bringing a date (god help you if you didn't, who knew what Pegasus would do to you if you showed up alone). There was really only one woman you

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Pegasus won't mind two girl BFFs showing up without escorts, now will he? XD

[whitewizardgirl]

The Duelist Ball. She didn't know why she was invited anyway. The Spirit was the one that took his eye out, so she was still confused as to why she, of all people, would be invited

IT'S SUPPOSED TO BE A ROMANTIC DATE

[note_atem]

Ryou was more of a girly-girl than she'd ever be, that much she'd come to accept. She was just soft and gentle in everything she did. Atem was used to being rough and domineering. It was why she wasn't too surprised that Ryou could look so pretty without trying.

Atem shifted, pushing down on the skirt of her dress, still anxious about all of this. A nod was given as she stepped out of her apartment and shut the door. "I'm warning you though, if Pegasus pulls anything I'm leaving." She was not in the mood to put up with that man.

WELL, SCREW PEGASUS. SHE'S GOING WITH HER BEST FRIEND.

[whitewizardgirl]

Ryou walked beside her, just trying to keep a calm demeanor and trying to be positive about the situation.

"We'll stay for about an hour, to be polite, and we can leave after that, if your still uncomfortable. Besides, from the invitation, it looks like a big party. We might barely have to interact with him." The host had to greet and mingle with -all- of his guests, so he might interact with them very little, she assumed. Lifting up her skirt, she walked down the path back towards the limo, smiling.

"It'll be over before you know it, I promise."

there will be bothers but I really don't feel like playing him

[note_atem]

Her eyes went immediately to Ryou's action before she copied it. It would at least assist her in getting down the stairs properly and not rip her dress like a moron. She knew she didn't like wearing this, though. She was already uncomfortable in it but she'd just have to tough it out now.

"We can stay for however long you want. As long as he isn't pulling anything I don't care." This wasn't entirely the truth, but she wasn't tagging along solely to ruin Ryou's evening.

/passive-aggressively ignores this post

[minigoff]

Being the King of Games and all, Pegasus urged Yugi especially to attend his Duelist Ball. What kind of party would it be without the #1 duelist? Though the young duelist didn't think it would be right to go without his partner. None of this would have been possible without her by his side.

After arriving to her place, flowers and chocolates in hand, he knocked on the door, definitely nervous. As the door opened and Yugi saw the other's makeover, he was nearly speechless. "M-mou hitori no boku, you didn't have to do all..." ...This. Yugi was expecting his partner to just put on some fancy dress, not this. Because that's how girls work, right? Not that he minded, of course. "...You look amazing."

For a moment, he continued to be awkward and stunned, before remembering the chocolate and stuff. "...Oh. I brought you these." He did feel a little guilty for pressuring her into this, and he knew how much Atem loved chocolate.

rude

[note_atem]

Atem tried very hard to fight the heat she was feeling on her face, nervously reaching back to brush some of that newly straightened hair away from her eyes. All of this was too new for her to really deal with. Being so unsure about her own image was annoyingly new, too. She'd never had reason to be anxious about the way she looked. But the way Yugi was looking at her and stumbling in his words somehow made her stomach knot up.

She smiled a little when those gifts were produced and she reached out to take them, momentarily forgetting her previous feelings. "You didn't have to get me anything." She stepped back into the apartment and set to finding a vase, placing the chocolates on the counter.

don't make me make a plurk telling someone to shut their pa face >:(((((((((((

[minigoff]

Seeing his partner so anxious wasn't helping his nervousness any. But Atem knew that he was pretty new to balls too, right? At least they could be awkward together.

He forced a smile, still as nervous as ever, when she replied. "I had to. I know you didn't wanna go." But he had to be the worst aibou ever and force her to go, oh no.

He shyly reached out to take her hand after she returned, ready to leave. "Come on. There's a limo waiting outside." Pegasus's idea, of course, he wanted Yugi and his date to look their best.

new to balls lololololololololol

[note_atem]

Her hand gripped his, another weak smile appearing. It was unlike her to be so antsy about something, and something so small, too. She knew she had to pull herself together. The last thing she wanted, or needed, was to be teased by Pegasus. And the man would surely single her out for her uneasiness, no questions.

"A limo is rather lavish, isn't it?" She was only slightly aware that it must have been Pegasus' doing but she was holding out a slight hope that Yugi had somehow gotten one for them instead. She really just didn't have any bone in her body that trusted anything that man tossed their way. Even this ball set-up she was skeptical about.

[shutupandduelme]

At least Atem was in good company. This was a Duelist's Ball, not an event made for networking or dealmaking with anyone important. Pegasus was running it. He had been terribly pushy about bringing a date, which implied that the dancing and socializing part of the party would be emphasized. All of it added up to something Kaiba Seto wanted no part in. But Pegasus had been ready, as he usually was when dealing with his most stubborn of business partners. So Kaiba was here, in his pristine white suit, waiting for the only female he trusted enough to get in a car with him. Nobody had spoken a word about what Pegasus had on him that was making him go

[note_atem]

Atem might have had some memories of how to carry herself graciously when she was made up this way. It was a far cry from Egypt but some delicate behaviors could always be remembered. She was still as stiff as the man standing opposite her, however, and suddenly she realized how much awkwardness she would have to endure through this ordeal. But at least she was dealing alongside Kaiba.

The only thing she really had to worry about was how obvious she let her anxiousness and nervousness show. It was never something she would feel okay to show to Kaiba, but the pit of her stomach was already in knots, and her hand was shaking as she reached out to take it.

The corsage was slipped on quickly before she forced a grin and stepped out of the apartment and shut the door. She also seemed to be dwelling hard on the shock that had appeared on Kaiba's face, drawing a red blush to her own. Her hands smoothed out her dress in nervous fashion before she turned. "Those very same tabloids will have a lot to talk about tomorrow no doubt."

[shutupandduelme]

The brunet rolled his eyes with a snort. "If they didn't have this, they would make something up," he said.

A tilt of his head toward the waiting limo and a purposeful turn toward it was the only warning he gave her before he walked off. Why bother with small talk when it was clear they both didn't really want to bother with this?

[note_atem]

She followed after him as quick as she could manage, but it was obvious she wasn't used to such fine pointed heels or the lines of her gown. She was doing her best, but it wasn't as quick as usual. It was unfortunate because it made her feel not up to par with him.

"If it makes you feel any better, they'll probably have more to say about me. You look all business as usual." Again that anxious feeling swept her, this time accompanied by the feeling of utter stupidity. "I don't know why I let the others talk me into dressing like this." She was out of place and she knew it. Trying to fill in that void was only going to make it worse. But if she pointed it out first at least no one could wound her feelings with this information later.