Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh.
"Please tell me this ain't just because I remind you of your brother," says Valon as he pulls up outside Shizuka's apartment. She giggles and shakes her head, tugging the motorcycle helmet off her head and handing it back to its owner.
"It helps," she admits with a cheeky little smile. "But you're yourself, Valon-kun. That's what's most important. You're not afraid of being exactly who you are."
The warm sincerity strikes Valon by surprise; he colors, then catches himself and grins twice as widely. "Well, I usually go for prouder women," he admits with equal cheek. "But you ain't so bad the way you are, either."
Shizuka giggles again, and is about to reply, but the apartment door opens and her brother comes rushing out, fist at the ready for clubbing Valon a good one in the face. Expecting it, Valon blocks, swings in almost casually for a counterstrike to the stomach. Jounouchi chokes.
"Brother, not again," Shizuka sighs, wondering where her brother is getting all this transportation fare - or the time to keep checking up on her. Just once, she'd like a date to end a little bit differently.