V.E.: I apologize for the lateness of this chapter, but what can I say? Writer's block is a really pain so I did some oneshots. Believe it or not, I got inspiration for this the exact time I was responding to one of the reviews.

Hope you've all had a happy holiday season and a good new year. Unfortunately, this is pretty limited joy for me since I've gotta go back to school on Monday.

Oh well, rolling Part 2!

"Um Mana, they're all staring."

"Just smile and don't mind it Kisara. It's not a problem."

Kisara still couldn't ignore it as she noticed the several jocks from the football team leering at them. After their entrance, people were still staring, mostly men. The two were currently dancing together as friends, but that didn't stop Kisara from noticing all the people looking at them, with some particular people making the list.

"Brittany Middleton is looking at me like I'm some ugly cockroach."

Mana craned her gaze towards the icy queen to find her looking exactly as sour as Kisara described which really didn't fit with her pretty dress. She smirked.

"That's because you've got the best costume here and you're stealing all the guys' attentions from her. You're a shoe in for Best Dressed tonight."

Kisara seemed startled.

"But your costumes is…"

Mana waved off the thought with her hand as she twirled.

"Mine is pretty good, but it's nothing compared to yours. Not that I really mind. Dark Magician Girl still rocks."

Kisara blushed slightly at the praise. She still felt incredibly self-conscious coming here, not used to people not looking at her like this. She had made it a small mission in school to be as invisible as possibly could.

She decided to remark on some of the other people watching.

"Marik Ishtar and Bakura Necrophades are really staring."

Mana shook her head dismissively.

"That's because they're pervs. They flirt with just about anything in a skirt. Not that Duke isn't under the same category."

"The jocks are the same way."

"Not surprising."

"Atem Muto is staring at you."

This caught Mana off guard as she jerked and stopped dancing. She immediately coughed slightly, a slight blush forming behind the mask no one could see.

"What do you mean?"

Kisara pointed behind Mana as she turned around.

Sure enough Pharaoh Atem was watching them before being seen and turning his attention back to his brother Yugi and Tea who seemed to be clumsily flirting with each other by the blushes on their faces. His face was slightly red, embarrassed at being caught

Mana seemed slightly unsure of what to do before deciding to ignore it with a slight stutter as she began talking again.

"I'm…I'm….just going to get us some drinks."

She hurried away with an embarrassed feeling that gave Kisara a slightly new view to the two's former friendship.

Whether he knows it's her or not, that is the first time Mana has reacted like that to him in front of me. Why do I get the feeling there's more going on in this fight than those two are willing to admit?

"Hey babe."

Kisara felt a twinge of irritation as one of the jocks had obviously gotten up the nerve to talk to her. She knew it was a jock because the teams were dressed in the school mascot along with the item from their sport somewhere on the uniform. Judging by the football on the pirate captain's hat, he was definitely from the football team.

As a matter fact, he was the quarterback. Still he looked somewhat silly in a maroon captain's suit and black captain's hat with a football symbol.

And she did not like the confidant grin on his face. She had honestly no idea to deal with this kind of attention from people.

"Hello."

"So do you and I have any classes together? Because I am pretty certain I would have noticed a fine woman like you…"

Kisara answered somewhat bluntly, wanting very much to escape this conversation and hoped Mana would come back soon.

"No I don't think so."

The guy frowned as the drawn scar on his face reacted accordingly. Obviously this conversation wasn't going the way he liked it.

"There's no need to be rude. I'm just making polite conversation."

Kisara moved away, going through the crowd of dancing teenagers(although whether this could really be called dancing while all they were really doing is moving their bodies without any real pattern).

"Sorry, but I really don't want to talk right now."

He obviously wasn't pleased as he kept following her through the crowd.

"Hey, wait a minute…"

OMP!

Kisara managed to bump herself into a person in blue and almost tripped before he caught her. That person certainly had good reflexes to react quickly enough.

"Are you alright?"

Kisara looked up to find Seto Kaiba looking at her concern in his eyes. She wanted to melt right there on the spot! Of all the people in the school to catch her, why him?!

The football captain was not amused as he caught up with Kisara and found Kaiba holding onto her.

"Hey, Kaiba I was talking to her."

Seto gave a very intimidating glare to the fool which gulped involuntary in response.

"Yes, I noticed you that and did you notice she obviously did not want to talk to you at all?"

Kisara took in the statement in silence.

He was watching? How come I didn't notice that?

The captain eventually found his voice.

"And you think she would prefer to talk to you?"

The look on Kaiba's face gained a look of somewhat pleasure as he phrased his next statement.

"I wonder what would happen if your girlfriend on the cheerleading squad found out you were hitting on another girl while she couldn't come. Or about those other girls you've been seeing behind her back."

The poor fool paled considerably. Never challenge Seto Kaiba.

"You wouldn't."

"I would. Now get out of my sight you sorry excuse of a human being."

As the guy hurried away, Kisara couldn't help but get the feeling of déjà vu of the all times Seto had stood up for her as a child. For a moment, it was like the old Seto had come back. At the same time, it felt like she had seen this from somewhere lately.

Then there was a shiver down her spine and a cold air seemed to wrap around her. She was almost frightened to turn her head in the direction, but did so anyway.

If she thought Brittany was mad from before, that was a candlestick compared to the inferno of the utter hatred she was sending to Kisara. True to her costume, she seemed utterly ready to shout the command, "OFF WITH HER HEAD!," to Lena and Carrie.

Kaiba had fixed his attentions back to her and noticed the shivering. Glancing at the murderous aura that was surrounding Middleton for only a moment, he grasped her hand and hurried them out of the room.

Kisara felt confused as she seemed dragged along for whatever ride she was on right now.

"Um what are we doing?"

The answer was concise and not necessarily unkind.

"Getting away from this party."

Kisara didn't feel the need to answer that as a good portion of the dance seemed to have their jaws dropping and their phones taking pictures as Seto Kaiba was actually taking an interest in a girl for the first time they could remember.

The rest of the Duelist Group certainly was shocked. Marik and Bakura immediately averted their admiring of the girl because pretty as she was, they wouldn't like to lose any limbs. Joey was shaking his head in disbelief while Tristan and Ryou weren't too far behind. Yugi and Tea were completely wrapped up in each other and didn't notice anything at all.

Atem, however, was giving a really big smirk at Kaiba's direction before noticing the Dark Magician Girl he was watching earlier spying on whatever Brittany Middleton was saying with what seemed to be a mischievous smirk.

Who at the moment was a mixture of the previously stated anger and disbelief. She said every word as if stood on its own sentence.

"Alright. Who. Is. That. Whore?"

Lena and Carrie tried very well to calm their lady down and not redirect that anger out at them.

"I have no idea. She's wearing a mask and that wig is pretty convincing."

"She kind of looks familiar though."

Brittany redirected her gaze at Carrie who had made this comment.

"What do you mean?"

Carrie shrugged.

"Just that I feel like I've seen her before. Like in from one of those fantasy online role playing…"

Brittany sighed then groaned deeply.

"Not like that you stupid idiot."

She started to move in the direction where the couple had headed.

"I need to get a better look."

Unfortunately, she didn't realize the Dark Magician Girl's smirk behind her or the many marbles scattered across the floor in front of her.

As one of her high heels landed on the first marble, she began to slip and slide around, landing herself on more marbles until she finally toppled right to the refreshments table, into the punch bowl, and kicking several chocolate cupcakes at her somewhat friends.

SPLASH!

SPLUNK!

Brittany came out of the punch bowl utterly drenched and tried to shake it off as the surrounding people began to laugh quietly in a way not to have hear them.

Lena and Carrie were perhaps more fortunate since the only cupcakes just landed on Lena's head and near Carrie's chest area of the dress.

Mana chuckled behind her smirk, pleased with the work.

"Now that's impressive."

She felt her heart stand still as she turned to face her ex best friend with a laugh in his smile. She mentally smacked herself as she took in what the other single girls had earlier; how good his figure showed, how nice his eyes looked with the mascara kohl.

A moment passed and she adopted an innocent tone.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

This just made Atem show his teeth as he smiled even more.

"Plausible deniability. Nice tactic."

Mana felt a smile despite herself.

"Thank you."

Now Atem seemed to be a little uncomfortable as he shifted and his face colored slightly red.

"I'm sorry if I stared at you earlier. You remind me of someone I know. She hates me at the moment so I haven't talked to her in a while."

"Oh."

For a moment, there is an uneasy silence between them, both thinking things that would be uneasy and would have been very embarrassing if it were known who was really behind the mask.

Atem cleared his throat, the first to snap out of it.

"So can I get you to dance with me?"

Mana shook her head slightly, though her heart disagreed with what the body was doing.

"Oh no, I couldn't.."

Atem smiled as he took her hand and lead her to the dance floor.

"You just Brittany Middleton look like a complete idiot. The least you can let me do is offer you a dance."

Kisara felt herself equally relieved and nervous as she caught her breath outside the country club dance room, near the gardens of the establishment. She forgot how self-conscious she was around people and how much she disliked going to Regina's fashion shows to drop stuff off.

At the same time, she couldn't completely relax because she was now alone with Seto. Something she had dreamed of for so long which she now found wasn't exactly how she expected it to be.

She was sitting on a bench outside while Seto was off to the nearby pillar with his arms crossed in front of him, perfectly willing to wait for her and implied to her to take as much time as she liked.

After she felt her breathe quite caught up with, she started to look over her old best friend in a way that was completely different from that of a friend. She had always seen him at school, but now up close she was forced to realize how different he had grown since they had really last seen each other.

He had none of the hesitation of the boy that had lost his father and though he certainly didn't have the friendly manner she was used to back then, his regard towards her was gentle.

Not to mention, he had certainly grown more attractive. She had always acknowledged him to be cute when they had been friends, but now he had grown to the type that any woman would drool over. Tall, strong, intellectual, and rich. The prince suit he wore certainly made him even more appealing tonight, though it seemed out of character.

His eyes were exactly the same, but seemed to hold something different that Kisara could not identify.

He really is handsome.

It was at that thought the eyes had caught Kisara's gaze and realized exactly what she was doing. She immediately looked down at her lap, blushing behind her dragon mask.

Seto kept looking at her and decided to start the conversation.

"Something you'd like to say?"

Kisara felt herself go blank for a moment before replying, as if she had become someone else.

"I was just thinking how unlike Seto Kaiba it was to wear a prince outfit. You seem like the type not to wear that kind of thing unless you had lost a bet or it could improve your company's image."

For a moment, Kisara thought she had said too much before Kaiba cracked a smile.

"That's not too far from the truth I guess. I miss my Kaibaman costume."

Kisara felt her eyes rise back to look at him as she began remembering something Mana had mentioned once.

"Isn't that the Duel Monsters Card Pegasus created based on you?"

Seto nodded curtly, a small grimace on his face.

"Yeah, though why he would do that is a mystery to me."

Kisara continued on, having a good idea what had happened to the costume.

"So what exactly happened to it?"

Seto grimaced.

"It's not the fact that I don't have it, but it has been rendered to a state that I can no longer wear it. Even after all those dry cleaning bills, it still…"

He realized then exactly how embarrassing the information could be and then cleared his throat, returning to the topic.

"Let's just say there was an incident that still brings tears of laughter to the eyes of my 'so called friends' and causes Middleton to giggle like a girl standing in line for a Twilight movie."

Kisara suddenly felt a little curious, a desire to know exactly what Seto thought of Brittnay dominated her mind. She tried to keep the question as neutral as possible.

"Most guys here would be flattered if she flirted with them, but you don't really seem to mind her."

Seto's grimace took on an even more disgusted level.

"Honestly, that girl cannot take a hint. She's the daughter of a company that used to business with Kaiba Corp and I paid her some attention at a party once, but I honestly think she is the most shallow girl I've ever known. I don't know what she did to piss Atem off, but whatever she did must have been pretty terrible."

Kisara felt her mind clear at what was said. So he wasn't interested in Brittany at all. Why did she feel so happy?!

Seto sighed, dispelling the grimace. Then he looked over his acquaintance with curiosity.

"So you know me, but I don't know you."

Kisara felt herself give a small smile.

"In my defense, you'd have to be living under rock in this country not to have heard of you."

Seto smirked.

"Good point. But I feel like I should know you."

He seemed to be deep thinking for a moment before walking in front of where she sat and offered his left arm to her. She got up without realizing it as they began to walk together though a lit up pathway through the garden.

Seto met her gaze in a challenging smile.

"How about Twenty Questions? After that, I can guess who you are."

Kisara smiled, meeting the challenge.

"I'll give you ten."

Seto nodded still with a smile.

"I suppose I'll take what I can get. Alright first question, you do actually come to our school right?"

"Yes."

"Sorry, I feel as if I should have seen you before. Next, and I ask this being one myself, are you a duelist?"

Kisara chuckled slightly.

"Oh no, I'm not. I tried to understand it once, but I felt I like I kept going around in circles."

Seto's eyebrow arched up questioningly.

"Then why are you dressed up as a Blue Eyes?"

"Oh that. That was actually a surprise, I had no idea what was going on. My friend had it made without my knowing and decided it would be a good idea if we both came here as Duel Monsters."

Seto nodded, realizing some things observed earlier.

"The Dark Magician Girl, the one Atem couldn't stop staring at. You certainly have a good friend who'd be willing to do that."

Kisara smiled.

"You have some good friends yourself, I think. Atem and his friends don't seem to care whether you're the richest person in the world or the poorest."

A silence fell over them as Kisara berated herself for using those words she had told him a long time ago. She took a moment to admire the lighted walkway, stepping out of the way of a lone catching branch. Eventually, he collected his wits and continued on.

"Sorry that phrase took me a little by surprise. Alright, fourth question; have you ever seen me duel."

"I don't think I've ever seen you duel in one of your tounaments, no."

Not exactly a lie, but not entirely the truth either. She could still recall the days when Seto had played some of her bullies duel monsters, defeating them without much effort.

Seto thought for a moment on the next question.

"Have you any siblings that go to our school?"

Kisara grimaced.

"Depends on what you would consider family."

Seto nodded.

"I hate to say I understand completely."

The pair came to the end of the walkway to find a pavilion lit up just as much as the light way and the lawn next to it set up with chairs along with a runner going down the middle. It was obviously prepared for a wedding that was going to occur the day after.

They stopped in front of the pavilion as Seto separated from her. He seemed to be contemplating something within himself before he holding out his hand to her.

"If I asked you to dance, would you?"

Kisara felt herself go incredulant.

"That's…umm…I don't know how to dance."

Seto smiled very similar to the way his rival had also given to the girl he asked to dance.

"Just follow my lead then."

The two settled beneath the pavilion as he held her close to him and actually began to dance in a ballroom manner. She felt almost mixed up as he lead her on, softly and gently. She was suddenly reminded of when she had grabbed him up to dance back in the orphanage, both of them stepping on each other's toes.

"Okay, mind if I ask a question of my own?"

Seto smirked.

"Didn't you just ask?"

Kisara smiled in response.

"True. Where did you learn how to dance like this?"

Kaiba spun her around as he answered.

"Two years of ballroom dancing classes. I had to learn a lot of stuff when I was adopted. I also speak six languages including Mandarin, Hindi, and Russian."

"You're showing off."

There was a small smirk on his face.

"Maybe a little. Okay question seven, favorite color?"

Kisara answered this without hesitating, looking at his eyes.

"Blue. Any shade really."

"Favorite flower?"

"Red and white roses, I know it's two. I'm not overly fond of pink."

Seto gave an approving nod.

"Good tastes. Alright here's one, if you could travel anywhere in the world where would you go?"

This was a question that took a while for her to think about it, but she did come up with an answer.

"I'd love to go to Italy. My father loved art and always wanted to see Rome in particular. I feel like I should go see it since he can't now."

The two had come to the position of dancing incredibly close together at that moment. Almost touching in a way that the both of them were secretly wanting.

Kisara smiled at the silence.

"What is it?"

Seto Kaiba sighed slightly.

"I'm almost done with my questions and I can honestly say I have no clue to who you are."

"You've still got one question."

Seto smiled.

"So I do. Give me a moment."

But he had seemed to be at a loss of words as the two of them were staring at each other. She neared him without realizing it as he drew his face closer to hers as his hands made their way closer to her mask…

V.E.: AND IT'S A CLIFF HANGER! Though I think you'll guess what I'm going to do next. Sorry, I planned for more, but this is actually the longest chapter I have ever written. The next chapter will have what I planned, but will probably be a lot smaller.

Looking back, I feel like I should have made the prank on Brittany more descriptive and done something more in the conversation between Kisara and Seto. Still I think this is as good as I can get it.

Again I apologize for the lateness. Like last time, I'm updating The Mummy Reborn first, which I luckily know what I'm going to do with that.

Please review and if you could please check out the one shots I've posted.