Kaiba steeled himself as he stood at the door. "You can do this," he told himself. "There's nothing that you cannot accomplish." He sighed and raised his fist to knock at the wood when the door opened.

"I'll be right back – ah!" Yugi cried out as he ran into what felt like a solid wall. He almost fell over, but righted himself just in time. He then looked up, squinting as the sun hit his eyes. "Kaiba?" he asked incredulously, not quite believing what he was seeing. Seto Kaiba, willingly coming to the door of Yugi's grandpa's shop? Impossible.

And yet, there he was, standing there like he wasn't quite sure how to react. After a few moments of awkward silence, the brown-haired teen asked, "Can I have a word with the Pharaoh for a moment?"

More silence ensued. Finally, Yugi stepped out of the way and jerked his thumb towards the inside. "He's at the counter," the teenager said. "Go right in, the store hasn't closed yet." With that, Yugi traipsed off, leaving Seto to wonder how exactly Yugi's yami was managing the counter, him being a ghost and all.

To the billionaire's great surprise, the Pharaoh did in fact have his own body and was milling about the store, humming a very unfamiliar and equally haunting tune. He did not look up as Seto approached the counter, nor when Kaiba cleared his throat rather impatiently. Finally, without glancing around, he said in a calm voice, "What do you want, Kaiba? Do you wish to challenge me to a duel?" He did not say the words, but Seto felt them anyway: As always.

He did not rise to the bait. "Actually, I came for a more pressing matter…" He trailed off. Now that he had arrived at the time, Kaiba could not quite choke out the words.

"Yes?" Yami inquired innocently, though his deep crimson eyes sparkled with malice. He thought he knew why the eldest Kaiba sibling was here.

"Well, I… um, that is… would you…" Seto stuttered, completely forgetting his calmly rehearsed monologue that he had composed this morning. "What I was wondering was…"

Suddenly, Yami was in front of him, a finger placed on Kiaba's lips. "Yes," he laughed, answering Seto's unasked question. "I would love to go to the movies with you. Five o'clock sharp." Kaiba's blue eyes widened. He could not comprehend what the yami was saying. He would really go out with him, just like that…?

The Pharaoh smirked and walked away, calling over his shoulder, "I expect that you will be paying for the outing, hmm?" Seto just stood there, his brain completely blank except for one thought: He was going out with Yami. He was going out with Yami. He was… If Kaiba wasn't so stoic, he would have done a happy dance.

Me: Soooo… what do you think so far?

Jonouchi: I think it's a load of horse shit.

Me: Shut up, Katsuya. What kind of name is that anyway? It sounds an awful lot like a feminine name to me.

Jonouchi: HEY!

Me: Heh heh… read and review, MIND SLAVES! *whips out Millennium Rod* YOUR NAMES ARE NOW STEVE! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!