With Seto

"I'm not that hungry..." Seto says as he decides to not eat lunch. Instead, he opts to go sit underneath the sakura tree and read a book. So, he starts down the hall for the desired destination.

With Yami

"What do you have for lunch today Yami?" Jounchi asked.

"The usual." Yami stated sighing. "So, guys where are we eating at today?"

"How about the table by the sakura tree?" Anzu suggested. "After we go to the classroom and get the book Yami left."

"Sounds great to me." Honda said. "As long as we eat soon. My stomach is starting to eat itself."

"Wouldn't want that to happen..." Jounchi mumbled sarcasticly.

"Hey!" Honda said and punched Jou in the arm. Jou frowned and punched back. They were soon wrestling and no one was paying attention to where they were going.

With Them Both

Seto was also not looking at where he was; ergo, he and Yami collied with each other. They both fell to the floor with a unpleasent 'thump'. Although, Seto had taken most of the blow from the impact as he landed on the bottom and Yami landed on top of him. Seto slowly looked up to see Yami staring at him with an outlandish emotion on his face. He blushed slightly and moved uncomfortably. Yami blinked and slowly climbed off of Seto. He then stood on his feet and held his hand out.

"Sorry, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going." Yami apologized as Seto took his hand and he pulled him up. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Seto said dusting himself off after he was pulled up. He looked around for his book and noticed that it was behind Yami. Yami turned his head to follow Seto's eyes. He smiled and picked up Seto's book.

"Here you go." Yami said handing the book to Seto. Seto took the book quickly and brushed passed Yami and the others. "Hey, wait up!"

"..." Seto stopped and turned around.

"Eat lunch with me and my friends." Yami suggested. Seto frowned and snorted as turned and walked off. "Or not..."

"Man, why is he such a jerk!" Honda said and Anzu shrugged.

"Ya' just can explain some people." Jou said shaking his head.

"Let's just go eat lunch and forget about that book..." Yami said softly and turned to follow Seto.

With Seto (Seto's POV)

"Why did I turn down his offer?" I asked myself as I sat down underneath the sakura tree. I sigh and shook my head. "Because you're stupid Seto."

"I beg to differ." A voice said which startled me. I turned my head to see Bakura standing next to me. "Though you have me wondering sometimes, with you talking to yourself."

"Bakura?"

"I believe that's my name." Bakura said while sitting next to me. "What book are you reading?"

"My Golden Enchantment" I answered.

"Is it good?" He asked.

"I wouldn't know, I HAVEN'T started reading it yet." I said hinting slightly.

"I'm surpised, I usually see you reading or studying."

"I just haven't had time ALONE to read it." I stated hinting some more. He only moved closer and peered at the book.

"It's by Jane Agustine." He stated. "She's good."

"You've read her books?" I asked surpised. He nodded and smiled.

"My favorite of her books is The Enigma of Life." He said. I gasped surpised.

"That's my favorite of hers too!" I said.

"Do you like Crying Sliver?" He asked then stated. "That's my second favorite book."

"Mine, too!"

"That's weird." He said, then asked. "What other books are you interested in?"

"I-" I started, but someone cut me off.

"Hi, Seto." Yami said cheerfully as he sat at the table beside the tree with his friends. I nod my head in acknowledgement. "Are you sure that you don't want to eat lunch with me--us. cough us."

"I..." I searched my head trying to find an answer, when Bakura answered for me.

"He's already having it with me." Bakura said.

"Oh..." Yami said and turned around quickly.

"They're both jerks." Honda muttered loud enough for me to hear. I sighed.

"Not jerks, assholes." Joey corrected him.

"This is going to be a tedious lunch..." I thought and sighed.

"So, have you read any books by Steven Crow?" He asked.

"Of course!" I answered proudly. "What's your favorite book?"

" I have two, Friendly Thoroughfare and Hugger-Mugger. What's yours?" He answered, then asked.

"Family Unit."

"Oh, is that the one about the boy and his little sister and brother?" He asked and I nodded my head. "The boy struggles to hold his family together even though he's only sixteen. He even get a job and straight A's."

"Yeah, that's it..." I said smiling.

"It's a really good book." Bakura stated nodding his in agreement. "So, what is your most favorite book and/or author?"

"Hm..." I hummed as I thought. "I would have to say...My Seasons by my favovorite author-"

"Christee O'Bryant." Bakura finished. "She's my favorite author, too. However, my favorite book, which is written by her is, My Life, My Love, My Baby."

"I like that one too..." I said sighing. "You know, it feels nice to have someone to talk to that reads what I read."

"The feelings mutual." Bakura said. "I was wonder how about we- The bell rung intrupting him."

"..." I climbed to my feet and hastily made way to my third peroid class, which was art.

"See you!" I heard Bakura yell to me.

Once in class, I sat down in my usual seat in the back and looked outside through the window. I stared out there for about 3 mintues, then the bell wrong. I looked from the window to the art teacher.

"Alright, my svelte, endowed artists." Mrs. Kouichi said sarcastically and clapped her hand in fake enthusisasm. "I want you two get into pairs."

Everyone sat still.

"Now!" She shouted.

Everyone started getting into pairs. I sighed and looked at my desk until I heard my name being called. I looked up to see Yami standing up in front of my desk looking somewhat nervous.

"Do you want to be partners?" He asked. I looked around and saw most people paired up, except for a few. I irresolutely nodded my head. "Ok."

Yami pulled a desk so that it touched mine and he sat facing towards me.

"Great! Now that everyone has a partner, I want each of you pairs to make a design for a fresco. I will grade all of the same; however, the best design will be painted on the wall on the for the local restaurant Rick's and win something." She explained. "Now, get started. This will be due two weeks from today on Monday. This means for you, more intellegent ones, that since today is Friday, you have 9 days, counting the weekends and not counting the due date."

She sat at her desk and started typing on her computer, leaving the class to fend for themselves.

"So, what do think we should do?" Yami asked while leaning back in his desk. I shrugged. "Well...how about we form a list of ideas that we like."

"..." I nodded my head in agreement.

"Ok." Yami says as he gets out a piece of paper and a pencil. "I like sports."

"You're suppose to say something you like." Yami said, waiting. I blushed slightly.

"Books..." I mumbled.

"What?" He asked.

"Books." I mumbled louder so that he could hear.

"Ok, I like making friends." Yami said.

"I...I..."

"Take your time." He stated patently. I frowned.

"I hate this project. It's stupid." I stated while crossing my arms over my abdomen.

"It's not stupid, you just need to open up more."

"..." I look outside at the Sakura tree. The only reason I sat in the seat, besides it being in the back, was because of the view it had of the blooming Sakura tree.

"So, do you like anything else?" Yami asked.

"..." I thought on what I like, but couldn't come up with anything. Yami sighed and followed my gaze.

"You like the outdoors?" He asked curiously. I looked at him and nodded my head slightly. "Ok."

He wrote that down in his sloppy handwritting.

"How does writing this stuff down in your frowzy handwritting help us?" I asked agiatated.

"It's called brain storming." Yami answered. "And my hand writting is legible."

"By you..." I muttered and sighed. "Alright, now that we have ideas, Oh, Great Brain Stormer, what are we going to do now?"

"We could go with one idea or combine some." Yami stated, while narrowing his eyes at me for calling him a name. "What do you want?"

"To not do this project." I answered.

"Let me rephrase...What do you want to do ON OUR PROJECT?" Yami asked exasperated. I shrugged. "Well, what's your favorite thing? I heard you talking to Bakura about your favorite book. I think that it was called My Seasons, what's it about?"

"You were listening to us?" I asked curiously. Yami blushed slightly.

"Well, um...it was kind of hard not to hear, you were behind us and talking loudly." Yami explained.

"Next time, I'll be quiet." I said. "And will try not to be near you."

"Why?" Yami asked. "I didn't mind listening. I actually wouldn't mind reading the books you guys talked about. The only books that I have read were by Renee Mcmillon."

"Renee Mcmillon, she's a good writer." I stated offhand and Yami nodded in greeting.

"See, now we're getting somewhere." Yami said excitedly. "So, your favorite thing is to read books and your favorite book is My Seasons."

"..." I nodded my head, but remained slient.

"My favorite thing is the outside." Yami said. "Now, lets combine them to form a picture. What's My Seasons about?"

"Its...its about this guy whose life switches like the seasons. Sometimes...it's great; sometimes, it's depressing; sometimes, it's cruel; and sometimes it makes him cold to people. That's why its called My Seasons..." I mumbled to him.

"Really, it sounds like an interesting book." Yami said and I nodded my head. "That would go great with the outside! Don't you agree?"

"How?" I asked confused.

"We can do a picture of outside with the seasons changing." He said.

"I suppose, but how are we going to show all of the seasons?"

"Now, that's the hard part..."

I do not own Yugi-Oh...sigh...I hate crappy disclaimers, but how can you not make them crappy! Of course, I don't own Yugi-Oh! I wouldn't be writting on this website if I did!