Ryou went home and lay on his bed. His golden item seemed heavy on his chest.

"Who was she…"

"I don't know…just a girl..."

The dark voice in his mind seemed more prominent today.

"Something…about her…is so familiar…"

"You know her?"

"…"

He didn't respond after that.


Kazakii and Kaiba made it to his building. She followed him inside and into the elevator. They stood on opposite sides.

"You're getting greedy, Seto," she put her hand on her hip. "What's the occasion?"

"No…occasion…" he kept his gaze away from hers.

She tilted her head. "Hm…interesting…"

"What?"

"Oh, nothing," she smirked.

They entered the hallway that lead to Kaiba's office. As soon as he entered the room, there was Mokuba, watching TV, waiting.

"Hi, Big Brother!" he shouted and sprung up. He looked over at Kazakii.

"Hi, Kazakii! Are you over to help my brother with his art projects again?"

"You know it," she winked. "This guy can make multi-million dollar machines, but he can't pick up a pencil to save his life!"

Kaiba rolled his eyes and said blandly, "Well, you know me…"

"Do you mind if I hang out with you guys? I'm bored! And I wanna see Kaiba draw!"

"I, um, don't think—"

"Sure, Mokuba, that's fine. Maybe you can help inspire your artistically challenged brother," Kazakii giggled.

"Alright!" he said with enthusiasm.

Kaiba looked at her with horrified eyes. He growled, "What are you doing?"

"You said there wasn't an occasion," she smirked and turned around. She bent over and rummaged through her backpack.

Kaiba could see her black panties and it drove him crazy. He stepped foreword and gripped her hips. He rubbed them sensually for a moment. Luckily Mokuba had rushed out of the room. She straightened up, practically pressing against him. "You're doing this on purpose…" he whispered roughly.

She walked away from him and turned around. "Maybe." She smiled and held a sketchbook in her hands.

Mokuba came running in holding paper and a pencil, "I wanna draw with you!"

Kazakii laughed cutely. "Well, alright. Let's see how you two compare." She sat down at the couch, and Mokuba sat beside her. She flipped open her notebook to the next blank page and sat it down. "Now, Seto's assignment is to draw three things from life."

"From life?" the brothers said in unison.

She nodded. "Yes. For example, the tv, the plant, the couch, the table, anything that you can see." She patted the seat open next to her on the couch. "Come along my protégé."

He mentally rolled his eyes and sat down.

"So for starters, let's do the table. That's simple enough."

"I'm gonna draw a way better table then you, Big Brother!" Mokuba said with determination. He went scribbling away.

Kazakii pushed the sketchbook towards Kaiba. "Well, go ahead."

He glared as hard as he could at the blue haired girl. He reluctantly took the pencil that was out and picked up the sketchbook. He drew a table.

Kazakii shook her head. "No, no, no…"

"How's mine!" Mokuba held up his piece of paper.

"Well, yours is a tad better."

"Just a tad?" he said with disappointment.

"Wait, WHAT?" Kaiba shouted. He looked at Mokuba's drawing then his own. "How is his better?"

"Well, look at this," Kazakii pointed the edges of the table. "It shows depth and dimension. The trick is to draw what you see, not what you know."

"Ooh, I see…" Mokuba tried again.

Kaiba gave a look to Kazakii that read: "I'm literally going to kill you."

"You'll get it, Seto. We have all night." She winked.


Bakura tried to work on his math homework, and it wasn't going well. He couldn't get his mind off Kazakii. "How could I talk to her again…" It didn't seem like he could rely on his friendship with Yugi, given that she wasn't that close to him and the others.

"Could always try growing a pair…"

He shook his head, trying to ignore the voice.

"Or better yet, let me have a go at her…"

"No, that's not happening!"

"As if I'd give you a choice," he cackled.

Bakura chewed on his lip. He didn't want this…thing coming out.

"Calm down boy, It's not my time yet…"

"Yet?"

The only answer was deep mocking laughter.


Hours had passed, and Mokuba was showing signs of drowsiness. It was 9:38 P.M.

"Mokuba, it's past your bedtime, c'mon," Kaiba pushed his younger brother along.

"Awe, c'mon, lemme stay up with you guys…"

"Night, Mokuba," Kazakii said.

"Wait, wait!" he ran back to her. "Don't I get a goodnight kiss?"

"Alright, that's enough of that," Kaiba tried to keep his voice steady as he dragged Mokuba away. He heard the mocking laughter of Kazakii follow him.

After awhile, Kaiba finally returned. He closed and shouted, "What the hell was that?"

"What?" she asked innocently.

"We could have gotten rid of him a LONG time ago! But its almost 10 o'clock!"

"So?" she stood up.

He walked towards her, "So? I have to get you home now! It's late!"

"Or…" she trailed a finger down his chest, "I could spend the night."