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Blackmail
By Shardy

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I was nearly bombarded with Mokuba's glare when I stepped out of the bathroom. "What?" I demanded.

"You are going like that?" he inquired, pointing at my clothes.

I was wearing black leather pants, long black sleeve shirt, and my best white trench coat. "Yee-ah," I replied, crossing my arms in front of my chest. "What's wrong with it?"

Mokuba slapped his hand against his forehead as if I had missed something crucial. "Seto," he began patiently like he was the older brother around here. "You cannot go like that. As long as you are out in public, you are no longer Seto Kaiba. You are Melody, the GIRL. You have to wear something girlish."

"Do I look like the kind of guy who has girl clothes lying casually around the house?" I snapped.

Mokuba only smiled, and walked out of the room. I was still standing there feeling stupid and pissed when he came back holding something in his hands.

"Oh, HELL NO!" I practically screamed. "NO! I am not wearing THAT!!!"

It was a silky red dress with roses decorated on it, spaghetti strap and one of those tight, body-length dresses. Pretty, but no way I was going to be caught dead in it. "Mokuba where did you get that!"

"I bought it yesterday while you were at work," he replied. "Andrew helped me pick it out."

If I didn't love Andrew like an uncle so much, I would have him fired immediately.

"I don't care if my beloved grandmother picked it out, I ain't wearing it!"

"Yes, you are."

Here we go again. "You can tickle me all you want," I snapped. "There is nothing you can do that will make me wear that."

Smiling wickedly, Mokuba laid the dress out on my bed. Then he pulled out my Blue Eyes White Dragon card from his pocket. "You see this card?" he asked casually.

I nearly fell over. "Where did you get that!?!" I shrieked. I guarded my deck with my life. How the hell did the little brat get a hold of my Blue Eyes?

"Never mind that," Mokuba retorted. He pulled out something else from behind his back. "Do you see this blowtorch?"

My eyes nearly popped out of my head. I knew exactly what he was doing! "Do it, and I'll kill you," I threatened.

"No you won't," he shot back.

I growled in my throat. "I'll beat you up really bad."

"No you won't."

"I'll ground you until you're eighteen!"

He shrugged. "I'll live."

"DAMMIT, MOKUBA!!!!"

*****

I was still growling when I descended the stairs wearing the dress. It looked tight, but I could breathe just fine in it. Mokuba sent in one of the maids to fix my hair, which was partially in a bun, some of the strands cascading to my shoulders.

"You look lovely tonight, Miss Kaiba," Andrew informed me, as he bowed and kissed my hand.

Die. Die. Die.

"Your date is here, by the way," he added with a smile.

I blinked in stupid confusion when another figure stepped out from the shadows, smiling at me, brown eyes never leaving my gaze. "Wheeler...?!?" I choked, trying to sound graceful and not succeeding. "What...How...?"

"Oh, I gave him a call, telling him that you changed your mind and would love to go to the Fling with him," Mokuba announced with a triumphant grin. "Well, what are you standing there for? Go have some fun!" He gave me a little shove towards Wheeler. Unfortunately, I have never worn high heels before and I couldn't catch my balance. I landed heavily in strong arms before I could hit the floor.

"Well, I sure didn't expect you to fall for me that fast," Wheeler remarked softly. My head was against his chest, and I could hear his heart beating in my ear. I felt my face grow warm as I shoved myself out of his grasp.

"It was a total accident, I can assure you," I snapped. It was going to be the longest 4 and a half hours of my life. I shot an ugly glare over my shoulder at Mokuba as Andrew and Joey led me out to the limo.

Mokuba only smiled and gave me a thumbs-up.

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