This fic is a follow on from my one-shot 'Glomp me', but you don't have to have read it to enjoy this fic.

I own no rights 'cause I'm poor :P

Chapter One

At the convention, Kaiba wandered from display to display taking in all of the information he could from the latest products on show from several of his company's competitors. His brow wrinkled in disgust at the sight of all the software and hardware, which wasn't even anywhere close to the capabilities of his own company. Either they weren't any kind of threat to him at all, or they were keeping all their aces to themselves by not having them on show to the public.

He turned and looked around the crowded exhibition hall as he searched for his brother. It had been Mokuba's idea to come to this convention, but after the last one they'd attended, Kaiba wasn't keen on the idea at all. Again he found himself double checking his back to make sure that there had been no paper signs stuck to it like last time, and so far nobody had tried to hug him. Kaiba slowly began to relax and continued to watch the waves of people pass by him.

When they had first arrived the two brothers had agreed to go their separate ways during their time there. This gave Kaiba the time he wanted to research his competitor's whilst Mokuba got the chance to go off and do whatever he wanted without any complaints. Now that he'd finished his spying, there was nothing else that Kaiba wanted to do there, not even enter the Duel Monsters tournament, which he knew wouldn't be a challenge for him, and he was sure he'd seen Yugi and Joey enter the arena earlier when he had first arrived which gave him another reason to stay clear from it as seeing them today wasn't something he wanted either. Heck, when had he ever wanted to see Yugi and his gang of geeks?

He hoped that his brother was still in one piece as Mokuba had insisted on wearing a 'free hugs' sign around his neck. Last time Kaiba had blamed Yugi for influencing Mokuba into the bizarre world of glomping, but maybe he was to blame after all. If he'd shown more attention to his brother then would Mokuba still be trying to seek it from complete strangers? Maybe rejoining him now instead of the end of the day would change that, but what if it didn't? He didn't want a repeat incident or something similar to last time.

"Hey, great cosplay." Kaiba received yet another compliment on his outfit and managed a nod in return. He hadn't wanted to be recognised during his time there, and as much as he despised the idea of cosplaying it gave him the perfect chance to go unnoticed. In fact he found himself being treated differently from usual. When people spoke to him they lacked the fear or hatred that was normally present in their voices, and in return he too was much friendlier though he was still irritated by the occasional one or two of them.

Kaiba's character of choice was Squall Leonhart from the Final Fantasy VIII game. He enjoyed the series as a whole, when he was able to find time to play through the games, but for some reason this one remained his favourite. Why was that? Possibly because the hero he was portraying was an arrogant, insensitive, selfish jerk like himself so he'd have no problem fitting in with the character's personality? Or did he secretly long to go through a similar change that the character made throughout the game? At the end of the day, he didn't really care. His look would have matched Squall's perfectly except that he lacked the gunblade weapon and trademark scar down the centre of his face. Mokuba had offered to draw the scar on using one of his markers, but Kaiba didn't want to take the risk of being unable to remove it once the whole thing was over.

Carefully so as not to impale himself on other people's costume props, Kaiba began to move his way through the heavy crowd. He hadn't gone far when he stopped at hearing his character's name called out. "Squall!" Surprisingly, a lot of people did this and just as surprisingly he had become use to it after the first few times. He turned to see a girl struggle as she hurried towards him.

A faint smile crept onto his face as the girl approaching him was also in cosplay as another character from Final Fantasy VIII, so obviously it must be something she too was fond of. "Wow, you look just like him." She gasped and then noticed he lacked the scar. "It's nice to see somebody else who likes the other Final Fantasy games." They both sneaked a glance sideways to each other and caught glimpses of countless clone cosplayers dressed as the main characters from the seventh and tenth games in the series.

"And you look just like her." Kaiba smiled in return to see the girl blush from the remark. He wasn't lying, if she'd had brown eyes instead of blue she'd be the real life version of Rinoa Heartilly. Again he looked at her from head to toe as every detail was amazingly accurate and wow did those legs look good. What the?!

"You feeling okay?" Rinoa asked as Kaiba's face began to fluster.

"Fine." Kaiba nodded and suddenly began to feel dizzy. Why the hell had he thought that about her legs? And the eyes, way had he noticed those too?

"You don't look fine." Rinoa frowned as she saw the colour drain from Kaiba's face causing him to look extremely pale. "Let's go somewhere less crowded." She grabbed his hand, led him through the crowd and out of the main convention hall.

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The dizziness faded as Kaiba sat at a small table on his own as he looked down at its surface still in a state of shock over what he had felt back in the hall. What was wrong with him? He never paid anyone a second glance so why had he done it for her?

"Here ya go." A glass of water was placed in front of him. "I wasn't sure what you'd like so I hope water is okay." Rinoa explained as she seated herself opposite him and drank from her own glass of water.

"That's fine, thank you." He replied quietly not looking at her.

Rinoa frowned as she looked at the face which had been happy and smiling just a few moments earlier and wondered just how long it would be before it returned. "I'm sorry, but there's something that I just have to do to you." She rummaged around in her purse.

"You don't intend to hug me do you?" Kaiba peered out through the criss-cross of hair that obscured his path of vision.

"No." The girl half laughed and snorted at the same time.

Oh. Kaiba thought silently to himself. Why had he been disappointed with the reply? He looked across the table to the girl and felt his stomach swim with nerves as he wondered what she planned to do.

"Close your eyes." Rinoa smiled at Kaiba waiting for him to do so.

What the hell is wrong with you?! Kaiba's mind growled at him as he did as the girl had asked, his stomach still whirling. He felt something cool and smooth placed on his forehead above his right eye and felt it dragged down across his face until it stopped on the side of his nose below his left eye.

"You can open them now." Rinoa's voice sang to him and then Kaiba watched as she placed the lid onto a peach coloured lipstick before returning it to her purse. "Perfect."

Kaiba remained calm were he sat. He'd just been foolish enough to sit with his eyes closed and let the girl draw on his face with her lipstick, and yet he wasn't shouting and screaming at her for doing so. Why? Watching Rinoa drink from her water he picked up his own and did the same.

"Are you here on your own?" Rinoa asked as she placed her drink back down on the table.

"No." Kaiba placed his glass back down as well. Why was he mimicking her?

"I'm not either." The girl laughed sheepishly as she looked away and took another drink of water.

Liar. He couldn't help but smirk at the girl's inability to sound convincing with her lie. "We're not expecting to meet up again for a good few hours, so if you'd like to hang together …." He stopped himself before he'd finished inviting her to stay with him until that time. Why had he even considered doing such a thing that was most unlike him?

"I'd love to." Was the reply Kaiba heard during the pause causing his stomach to flip over. Oh crap! What was he getting himself into?

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A/N: So far I've only gotten three chapters of this 'light-hearted' fic complete and was wondering if there'd be any interest in it before I decide whether or not to continue with it.

Hope someone enjoys,

KG