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Mahad blinked as he looked down. What happened?!
This had been an odd duel from start to finish. A strange couple had insisted on a tag team duel against Atem and Kaiba and had proceeded to use all manner of strange, hacked cards.
Kisara had been forced into her human form a few turns back. And now another odd spell card targeted him. It hadn't sent him to the graveyard, although he was really wishing it had.
He found himself dropping his staff as he tried to pull the skirt down more. Although truthfully calling it a skirt was generous. It was more a belt.
"Ah, your mage makes an adorable lolita doesn't he?" The black haired female opponent squealed.
Everyone was staring at him. He managed to glance towards a nearby window showing his reflection.
A pair of black shoes with a purple ribbon. Black and purple stripped socks that went to mid-thigh. A short black skirt with purple ruffles and a lace trim. A long sleeved frilly top, quite like a maids also in purple and black. A big black ribbon sitting ontop of his head completed the look.
He was blushing badly he knew it. What the hell?!
Kisara blinked, before an odd smile came over her face. "Damn. She's right. You look hot Mahad."
He glared at the woman, trying in vain to pull the skirt to at least cover his ass. "S-Stop staring at me!"
Atem just looked on, feeling very sorry for his friend. He and Kaiba has gotten used to the fact Kisara and Mahad could talk, but it was rare they spoke during a duel. He secretly couldn't help but agree with Kisara however. Its the long hair. It really does make him look quite feminine in that outfit.
Kaiba found his brain had fried quite spectacularly. He couldn't help but stare, eyes travelling along the stripy socks, up to the skirt hem. Are those black lace panties?
"Oh, he's a looker huh? " The brown haired male opponent leered. "I'm not usually one for men but I might make an exception for him. I'd even let him keep the outfit in the bedroom."
Mahad had known the embrace of death many times and he was praying to Ra for it now. "Y-you are disgusting! Pervert!"
The black haired woman giggled again. "Oh his embrassement makes him even cuter."
Kisara had been staring quietly at him for a while, her brain going to some very naughty places. "Oh, yes. He could definitely wear that in bed any day."
Mahad shot her another glare. "You're a Pervert too!"
"And those legs are the stairway to the afterlife," Kisara stated. "Thigh-high socks were an awesome invention."
Kaiba had been silent the whole time. He was fighting the urge to say something. A bing, no doubt a text message from his brother, suddenly sent a thought into his mind.
*Click*
Mahad, Atem and Kisara all spun around at the noise. Kaiba had his phone in his hand and a grin on his face.
Mahad could feel his brain frying. "Delete. That. NOW!"
"Nope. I think I'll use it to design a new Dark Magician card." Kaiba couldn't help himself.
"Don't. You. Dare." A black aura suddenly surrounded the now furious mage.
The two opponents giggled. "This has been fun. But we surrender."
Atem looked at them. "What?"
The woman smirked. "We had a bet to see if we could get Kaiba to leer over one of your monsters. I won!"
The man didn't look to put out. "I think we all won here."
Mahad snapped. With a loud yell, cursed them all in Egyptian, before disappearing in a cloud of smoke.
Atem blinked. He'd never seen Mahad get that mad.
Kaiba glanced at Atem. "Wanna see?"
He knew he shouldn't partake in this. But his curiosity got the better of him "Sure."
Kisara looked over too. "Oh nice photo."
Atem looked at Kaiba. "... Send me it?"
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Mana looked in confusion at her Master. He'd not said a word since he came back.
She was going to go ask Atem. But when she looked into the sphere to check what he was doing, she noticed something odd. "Wait, why is he in a dress?"
Mahad finally let a evil grin spread over his face. "Payback. Wanna see Kaiba too?"