„No."

„What do you mean, no?"

„You've heard me this time and the 10 times before, Atem. I am not going out with Yugi and Anzu. The idea alone is ridiculous."

„But - please?" The pharaoh is giving is best impression of puppy eyes which isn't very good at all, yet his smallness is aiding the endeavour. Seto's face is still set in stone.

"No, for the 12th time, Atem. I only go out with you, and Mokuba. And even then you have to trick me into going if it isn't a special occasion. The answer is no."

Atem isn't willing to give up even after the 13th "No", so he settles on another course of action. While he is still standing way below Seto's face, he gets on his tiptoes and starts to stroke alongside the taller man's arm, up to his neck. He cups Seto's cheek and pulls him down so that their faces are mere inches apart. Seto gives him a doubtful glance but has never once shied away from such attention.

"Please?" Atem presses a small kiss on Seto's lips. "Pretty please?" Another small kiss and his hand moves around the other's neck to pull him down a bit further, teasing him with another peck on his jawline. Atem lets himself fall back on his feet, slowly drawing his hand back down the Seto's neck and arm, interlacing their fingers as he reaches his hand. He notices the soft shiver following his movement with smug satisfaction. There is a reason he got Seto to go out with him.

"I promised Yugi you'd come, it's really important to him." He adds when Seto still doesn't show his affirmation.

"Don't bring up Yugi when I want to kiss you." Seto's voice has changed from stubborn to an underlying longing and he closes the gap between their bodies once again, holding Atem's hand tight in his own. He leans down and places a shy kiss of his own on Atem's lips. It's not as if this only worked one way.

Atem sighs as he realises he's chasing after Seto's lips and has fallen for his own trick. "Will you come?"

"In you?" He asks with a smirk and immediately earns himself a slap across the cheek. Atem can't help but smile himself at the other's smugness. But something else has to be settled first.

"To go out with Yugi and Anzu tomorrow! Or you won't be coming anywhere tonight." Atem threatens and folds his arms in front of his chest as if to add determination to his statue.

"That's big talk for someone who can't keep their lips to themselves." Seto leans down to prove his point, gently taking Atem's lower lip between his teeth before straightening back up to use his full height to look down at the pharaoh. They are both aware their resolve to not fall back into each other's arms is crumbling. Yet this seems to be another game, and Atem is unwilling to give into the temptation of kissing Seto before he hasn't secured that tomorrow will go well. Yugi asked him to, and he doesn't often, so he isn't eager to let him down.

"Here's a deal: You say "yes" and we only stay two hours at most." Atem offers finally, wanting to get this over with.

"Two hours is pretty long."

"But a reasonable time to chat, order food and eat said food."

"You know I could do more useful things with that valuable time."

"You know we could use this time right now better than arguing." Atem smirks, remembers the shiver tracing his touch. They're back on familiar territory now, lying baits for each other, trying to win the upper hand.

"You're the one who started this."

"You're the one who could stop it." Seto Kaiba never gives in though, it's not in his nature.

"Here's my deal: we go there tomorrow, spend two hours with your friends. But I decide how we spend the hours until then and afterwards." Atem can't help but let out a small laugh at this suggestion. It's too typical. Seto won't give in, he has to get the best deal out of something for himself. But when Atem thinks about it, they both do. Yugi will be happy, and Atem doesn't think he will object to what Seto has in mind.

"Deal."