Just A Little Closer

by Nur Misurr

Something more interesting than duel disks is planting in Kaiba's mind—a certain someone. Kaiba. OC. Read & Review please.ON HOLD.

14. Joey's Wedding

~ Previously: KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK! Rubbing her knuckles against her eyelids, she held her breath and yanked open the door.

Just A Little Closer

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"Joey......."

He regarded her and stepped inside the open doorway. Joey closed the door behind him, sullenly turning to Euneya.

Her doe-eyes moved over him questionably and back at the door with an audible sigh. She was waiting for something else.

Joey touched her arm, she flinched back, jumping at the contact. "Auh?"

The shock wavering her soft features made him feel dejected. Does my touch, hurt you? Joey pulled away.

"I came to see how ya're doin'." He said. "Mind if I... sit down?" He took her stare as a yes and invited himself in her living room. Taking a seat on the sofa, Joey regarded the warm apartment, finally, he turned. "Don't get me anything. I came to talk." He was direct this time around.

Noting her dispassionate expression, he figured she wasn't nearly expecting him to be direct and materialize late at night for a conversation. What could he say? He liked doing things late. Joey sighed at himself. A habit he needed to break.

"Euneya," Joey cleared his throat. "How ya doin'?" He didn't look at her.

"Good." She replied softly.

"Did'ya come to da rehearsal taday?"

"Yea, the decorations are getting better." Euneya nodded with an unconvincing smile.

He felt cold seep into his blood stream. Joey glanced at her, "When'd ya come back?"

"Now." Euneya met his brown eyes.

"I mean, when'dya come back from... where ever ya... went..." He trailed, hinting her disappearance.

"Oh." Euneya understood, "A couple days ago."

"Anzu," Joey cleared his throat, uncomfortable, "She told me 'bout it. I'm sorry I wasn't there for ya."

"I'm home safe now. Doesn't matter." She disregarded it, and folded her arms, staring at the floor. For a moment, she had taken the persona of a stranger in her own home, growing distant with discomfort by the door due to Joey's intrusion.

"I mean... Euneya, I'm sorry I wasn't there when ya needed me." Joey murmured, "Ya needed someone, and I should'a been there at the very least. I've been doin' alota thinkin, and I know I made things harder for ya. Euneya, I'll try not to ask anything of ya, I know I'll be a burden to ya," He folded his hands, fidgeting, "It wasn't easy coming here... But I hadta... I hadta tell ya.... I want ya to know I still care about ya,"

Joey looked at her. "No matter what,"

The voice from the video raided the back of her mind. ' No, I don't care about her... '

"Joey," Euneya scowled. "You should go." She went to the door and opened it for him. "I'll be at the wedding on time." She couldn't bare looking him in the eye. "If Mai needs help with anything, let me know, I'll try to help. I think, Anzu-chan has managed to take care of everything else."

"She told ya we ain't friends no more..?" Joey approached her slowly.

Euneya stared plainly. "No..." She sighed, "Bummer."

"Ya don't seem affected by it. Guess, I understand." He nodded, "Is this how it's gonna be with us now?" Ya were part of the gang, it's all broken up now with Anzu not wantin' to know me.

Euneya searched the floor. "I don't know. We don't have anything to call each other for. Friendship is harder than it looks. I'll get over you in time." She whispered.

Gently, she nodded her head as she continued with her thought aloud, "I can't do it alone and I need you to give me time also."

"Ya want me to leave ya alone?" He stared slightly stunned at the proposal. Alone?

"Yea." Euneya looked up, "Until I'm over my feelings. It doesn't feel right to..."

His hand lifted to her face, she shrank back, her back hit the door, it slammed shut in the process.

"What are you..." Euneya trembled feverishly, "Doing?"

Joey touched her cheek. "I didn't mean ta hurt ya the way I did." He whispered. "I'm sorry I made ya go through all the things ya did."

Lowering his hand, he dipped it in his pocket and held out the small ring in air. "I see ya returned me ya ring."

Euneya stared at the flickering glow on the item.

"It belongs to no one but ya.." Joey murmured sullenly. "Can ya keep it for my sake?"

---

Mokuba stared up at Hanshi Gorou-sama. He had been practicing non-stop all day in the dojo.

Euneya wasn't joking when she said 'practice, practice, practice,' he realized. It was easier to get exhausted and quit than continue the trudging hours of kicking, blocking, and punching. He was beginning to master the basics at the point.

"Good job." Hanshi Gorou applauded. "Rest for a few minutes." He issued Mokuba.

Mokuba collapsed on the floor, landing on his back and stared blindly at the ceiling. He panted aloud. "Gorou-sama, how much... how much... longer?"

"Not too long." Gorou-sama chuckled.

"Thank you." Mokuba replenished his parched throat with a bottle of water. "For training me personally."

"No need to thank." Gorou-sama replied. "Success isn't rewarded without hard work."

"I'll keep it in mind." Mokuba stretched his arms and legs. "Gorou-sama, I hope you don't mind, I won't be coming next week."

Gorou-sama turned, "Leaving?"

"Yea," Mokuba wiped the sweat from his forehead. "I'm starting school in Osaka. I have to go home and pack." He groaned.

"I wish you luck." Gorou-sama offered him a hand and pulled him up.

Mokuba shook his arms. "Thank you." He readied his stance and aimed a punch at Gorou-sama.

"Lock your elbow." He instructed. "It will be helpful to work with students too. I asked for someone to come around. You can handle working alone for a second?"

"Yea." Mokuba assured.

"Keep working on your punches. I'll be back in a while." Gorou-sama removed the bottle of water and set it against the wall.

Mokuba imagined an opponent, he kicked up and spun, ramming his elbow and snatched collar of the opponent.

He wondered how his onii-chan and nee-san were getting along. He insisted on taking a ride from Jin and left Seto to do whatever he liked, as he couldn't make up his mind whether to follow nee-san. Mokuba sighed aloud. Sometimes, he'd have to make it easier for them to get long. They fought like little kids! He couldn't believe it.

How old are they? Sometimes I feel like I'm older. His thoughts resumed as he wondered over the question he asked Seto. He recalled the conversation from earlier.

"What do you think about nee-san?"

"What is there to think about?"

"You don't have any thoughts about nee-san?" Mokuba pried.

"Do I have to?" Kaiba glared.

"She has thoughts of you, why don't you?" He insisted.

"She is..." Kaiba quieted. "Different."

"Different?"

"Different."

"Different?" Mokuba gaped. "Like cheesecake and pudding different? Or cupcake and muffin different?"

"What's the difference?" Kaiba demanded snappishly. "Different is different!"

Mokuba clutched his head. "AH! My head hurts!" He cried. "Poor nee-san! Why does she have to get stuck with someone like you?"

"Stuck!" Kaiba growled, "She isn't stuck with me."

"Did you mean it?" Mokuba pried, "Did you mean what you said to her? 'Why would I want to form a relationship with someone like you?' "

Kaiba stared ahead at the road. "Stop pestering me."

Mokuba frowned, "I feel bad for nee-san. She looked hurt when you said that."

Kaiba scowled. "Hurt..."

He continued the routine for twenty minutes when the door opened and footsteps entered the room. He assumed it was the student sent to work with him. Mokuba hunched over, welcoming the apprentice in greeting with his hand over his fist and bowed. The student greeted him in the same manner and stood back up.

Mokuba straightened, his eyes wide.

"Waa!" He pointed.

Lulina nodded with a smile. "Hi, Mokuba."

"You-you.. you..." He gulped. Lulina? LULINA! His gaze shifted to the belt around her waist. She's a blue belt. His cheek flushed stark red. This is embarrassing! How can I show off my skills when she is higher than me? Aww... Nee-san, I need you....

"Let's work together, Mokuba." Lulina said. "Wanna start?" She fused in her stance.

"What... what..." Mokuba panted, disbelief. I can't hit a girl! Lulina, of all people! She is too pretty .... hehehehe.

A sudden imagery originated from his dream summed.

Lulina grabbed her shoe and started smacking him on the head. WACK! "You ate it all! You ate my cake! You nasty, meanie! It was mine! Mine! You ate it all!"

WACK! WACK

WACK

WACK!

Mokuba grabbed his head, ducking at the memory. Why did he had to have a dream like that? She's not gonna... hit me, is she? He stared anxiously at Lulina. "I didn't eat your cake!" He shrieked.

Lulina stared impatiently. "My cake?"

"I told you!" Mokuba let out. "It wasn't me!"

"What are you talking about?" Lulina frowned. "What cake?"

Mokuba removed his hand from his head, standing still. "Ehya, you won't understand." He grumbled.

"I want to." Lulina moved toward him.

Instantly, he retreated. "Why are you coming closer?"

"We have to work on your Anatomical Positioning." She suggested.

Mokuba relaxed. Oh.... What? My what? Anatomical? I better suck in my gut. Don't wanna seem unattractive. "Ok, let's do this!" He hunched over.

"What are you doing?" Lulina grabbed his hand and righted him.

"Getting in position."

"We're gonna work on a new trick." Lulina explained. "Are you?" She leaned close to his face. "The Supporter's brother? You don't look alike."

Mokuba's eyes widened. He jerked away from her. "You're way too close!" God, she's so pretty! His heart did a tell-tale back flip. Mokuba rubbed his chest. It's hot in here. Hot. Hot. Hot. He absently fanned himself.

Lulina giggled at him. "You're weird." She snickered, "Last time all you did was 'hehehehhehhheehehe' and now you won't even come close."

"I did what?"

"'Hehehehehehehehe' " She imitated.

Mokuba smiled fondly at the memory, he rubbed his head, embarrassed. "Ehehehehehehehhehe..." He laughed nervously.

"That!" Lulina indicated, "You did it again!"

Mokuba quieted. "You don't like it?"

She turned bright pink. "Why do you do it?"

Mokuba stared at the ceiling. Good question. Why do I do it? I don't usually feel embarrassed with nee-san, and Big Bro. I feel embarrassed when 'she' is around. He caught eyes with her.

GULP!

She is so pretty. On top of it all, she is a blue belt. I look like a doofus in front of her. Mokuba mentally groaned. Nee-san! Where are you? I need advice! What do I do?

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Kaiba regarded the plane tickets on the desk. He strode out of his home office in search of the guard. Jin was at the foyer, speaking quietly with Mokuba who had returned from Kenpo practice.

"And you know what, she also held --" Mokuba silenced upon noticing him.

Jin, also, turned blankly toward his employer with a look of 'what now?' He remembered himself, and bowed respectfully. "Kaiba-sama?"

Kaiba handed him the plane ticket to Osaka. "Be on time." He hissed, glancing at Mokuba, he frowned. "Are you done packing?"

"Almost." Mokuba sighed tiredly. "Big Bro, are you going to Joey's wedding?"

Kaiba snarled, his teeth spiking out of his lip at the mention of the mutt. "Hell no."

"Nee-san will be there."

"I'm fully aware."

The response ignited a full-fleshed smile on Mokuba's solemn expression. "Good you're updating with nee-san!"

Jin smirked and looked away, not wanting to get caught under the fierce blue eyes.

"I have no interest in doing things of the sort!" Kaiba snapped.

"Henh. Henh." Mokuba elbowed Kaiba. "Henh!"

Kaiba nudged away from him. "Go get packed."

"Big bro, what're you gonna do with me gone?" Mokuba grinned, eyes mischievous, "Are you and nee-san ...?"

"Don't be a fool." Kaiba glared.

"Just suggesting..." Mokuba folded his arms, "Big bro, nee-san likes cruises." He hinted. "She likes taking long walks, gardens, daisies are her favorite --"

"What the hell is that suppose to mean?"

Jin coughed to mute his laughter.

Mokuba smiled sweetly at his big brother. "Aren't you worried if she'll be ok? I'm the only one who 'supposedly' cares for her. I want her to be safe while I'm gone. Who's gonna know if she disappears again? You? Henh! All you do is sit and harp on the Company Crown!"

"Quit nagging! She always turns up in the end." Kaiba reminded.

"Big bro." Mokuba caught his arm, worried, "You're not gonna let nee-san go alone to the wedding! She has to face Joey alone! ALONE! Think of what she'll go through!"

"If you're worried, why don't you go." Kaiba retaliated. "You received the invite, not me."

Good point. Mokuba withdrew his hand. "Fine. I'll go to the wedding." He heroically glared at the sky as if he was going to battle. "I'll rescue nee-san from the evil that awaits and bring her back to our castle! She'll live happily ever ever ever after!" Mokuba suddenly twisted his head to eye his brother. "What you gonna do?"

"Not waste my time."

"I FEEL BAD FOR NEE-SAN!" Mokuba yelled, blowing Kaiba's hair with the force. "Why does she have to get stuck with someone who doesn't care about her?" He shrieked.

Stuck? Kaiba grabbed his shoulder, yanking him around. "Otouto, Euneya and I are adults. We deal with situations maturely."

Adults? Mokuba squinted his eyes in disapproval. "You fought over a race at the beach! She calls you Hitler and you carry her out of her home in your car! You call each other names! You held her hand yet you act like you never wanted to hold it! How are you two uh-dultsss?"

Kaiba blinked, staring emptily at the air. He is right. We even fought over noodles yesterday. Shit! "Despite all of the nonsense, we can take care of things maturely."

"HENH!" Mokuba stomped past him, shoving him out of the way. "Aaahhh!" He slammed a random door on his way to his room upstairs.

Mokuba sank in his bed with a grin that might break his teeth. He knew his brother cared for Euneya more than he did, himself. Everything was going smoothly. Mokuba thought over the day he considered Euneya as the perfect candidate for his brother. He wasn't regretting it. It was up to his Big Brother to take charge from here. Mokuba glanced out the window. He stared at his hands.

I can't believe she held my hand!

He rolled over the bed, laughing insanely with happiness. Wait till nee-san hears what Lulina did! Mokuba sighed in blissfully. She is so pretty. Pretty pretty Lulina... He sighed as if in a dream. I hope we work together again! She is super strong for a girl but she sure is cute!

He grinned to himself and sat up. Mokuba sighed with her name dripping on his lips. "Lulina.... "

The door shoved open and his brother entered.

Oh shucks! Mokuba lunged to his suitcase, pretending to throw clothes inside sulkily. "Poor nee-san! Poor poor nee-san!" He grumbled, glaring at his impassive brother.

Kaiba stopped midways in the room, arms folded and observed him toss clothes in the suitcase.

"I thought Big Brother aced in everything. Give him monsters. Give him cards. Give him an army of black ninjas and tampons. But nooooooo! Not girls." Mokuba pouted. "He can't ace with a girl!"

"I don't desire acing with anyone." Kaiba cut him short.

"Watch, Big Brother, you'll realize what a big mistake you made. Nee-san needs our support. We both have to be there for her!" Mokuba infused.

He grabbed 3 shirts and dumped them in the suitcase. "She is amiable, cultured, works with kids... Baka Joey..." He scrunched his face, steering his eyes at his brother. "She is the best candidate on the face of the planet!" He shouted, hoping his brother perceived the hint.

"Don't take sweaters." Kaiba advised.

I'm giving it all I got and all he thinks about are... Sweaters? Mokuba kicked his sock drawer open. Big Brother is hardheaded, just like nee-san said. He stopped with a smile. Nee-san seems to know Big Brother better than I thought. He snickered quietly. I hope good things come their way while I'm at school. Nee-san sure needs some cheering up but Big Brother isn't the best option for cheering up people. Mokuba groaned. If he loosened up around her a little, I think he can work something out. Plus, nee-san wouldn't really care if he made a fool of himself.... Mokuba's eyes narrowed.

"Big Brother," He turned around. "I know what I want for my birthday."

"It's not for another year." Kaiba went over his clothes in the suitcase. "Don't forget your toothbrush."

"I know!" Mokuba stomped, he dumped the socks. "The maid got it covered. Did you hear me? I know what I want for my birthday."

"Tell me later." Kaiba grabbed his socks and neatly stacked them in the pocket of the bag.

"But.... It's not what I told you last year. I changed my mind."

"Take your charger." Kaiba unplugged his phone charger and wrapped it up.

"Big Brother, are you gonna cheer her up?"

Cheer? Kaiba's dark gaze directed on his brother. "Don't you dare use that word in this house again."

Mokuba's eyes widened. Right, we're anti-perky but ... "It's for a good cause!"

"I mean it, never."

Mokuba threw a shirt at him. "Big Brother, you can't let her go alone. Ok?"

Kaiba added the charger in the luggage.

"Ok?"

He reviewed his other clothes and was satisfied to see majority of the work was done. Kaiba turned and walked out of the room.

"Ok?" Mokuba sauntered after him. "Ok?" He watched his brother leave and vanish in the hall of his office, Mokuba had never been so frustrated by the lack of an answer. "AAAHHH!"

---

4 days later.... Wedding Ceremony

Euneya fixed the dropping pedals of the bouquet. She assessed all sides before placing it delicately on the vanity. Mai sat in front of the mirror with her friend's gushing over her hair and makeup. Anzu pulled out her stunning wedding dress and hung it from the ceiling as the skirt trailed to the floor like a curtain. Anzu hopped to the floor from the stool. She glanced at Euneya, gesturing her.

"Let's go get dressed." Anzu said.

"What about Mai-chan?"

"She has people..." Anzu scratched her head. "Let's go."

Their hair and makeup was done. Anzu walked out of the dressing room, she pulled up the strapless peridot dress. Due to her big bust, the tailor modified to suit her shape, she was enchanted at her reflection and was glad with the results. The dress skirted around her bare feet and lazily trailed a quarter inch on the floor. She loved the soft material against her skin and loved the color on her skin tone.

Anzu brushed a lock of hair over her cheek. She had pulled her hair up, leaving her back bare. Her bright blue eyes were engraved with a white eyeliner to enhance the form and size of her eyes. She smiled at herself and turned as Euneya trailed out of the dressing room.

Anzu sniffed at her. "I'm jealous." She mouthed, drawing Euneya beside her in front of the mirror.

Unlike Anzu, Euneya didn't have a big bust. Which allowed her have a plunging neck line that glittered with white stones in the sunlight. Her brown hair tangled with loose curls that were pulled back, revealing the hollowness of her long, slender neck, and her shoulders were polished with a shining powder. Euneya regarded her reflection. The dress made her eyes shimmer like two green stones.

Mai was taking photographs with her dress. She was sitting on the ottomon with her bouquet in her hands. The golden river of her hair fell over her shoulders, glowing in the warm sunlight. Her lavender eyes were large with anticipation. The white gown circled her tiny waist and hid her long legs with a train of white material. She took photos with the bride's maid and lastly had to retouched her makeup before everyone was shooed out of the room.

The groom and co. were waiting outside.

Anzu took her small bouquet and walked out of the room.

The maid of honor walked down the aisle first. As Joey's baby sister, Serenity held the honor. She was dressed in a teal gown that made her auburn hair bright. Her soft eyes were gentle and sparkled with excitement. She couldn't believe her big brother was getting hitched.

After Serenity, Anzu and Euneya would follow close behind. Mai's 3 close friend's were in toe. Euneya stared at the team of girl's, Mai's friends, chirping about who would catch the bouquet.

Euneya took her small bouquet. She moved toward the door after the 3 girl's, but was intervened. Mai closed the door after them sharply, trapping her in the room.

Startled, Euneya stopped in her steps, eyeing Mai with concern. "Mai-chan --" What is she doing?

Mai assured her with a nod. "Got a sec?" She whispered in the silent room.

Euneya backed away from the door. Mai took her left hand. Her eyes stopped on the ring on Euneya's finger.

"He gave you the ring." She stated knowingly.

Embarrassed, Euneya removed her hand out of side, behind her. "It's old." She stuttered, her throat dry as cotton.

"I knew it was you." Mai nodded, "You're the one he left behind."

Euneya averted, not in the very least comfortable talking with Mai about the sensitive matter.

"I give you credit for showing up today." Mai said. "A woman can't watch the man she loves get married to someone else."

"I made a promise." Euneya whispered, not meeting her eyes. "To someone that I'd move on."

"Euneya-chan." Mai neared her.

She stiffened and looked up at the bride.

Mai's lavender eyes looked her directly in the eye, "I didn't want to make it uncomfortable for you, that's why I never said anything. Anzu and Joey don't talk anymore." She sighed, "He made his decision a long time ago, hon, you should've seen it coming. I don't know why you waited for him to walk out on you."

It's my fault now huh. Euneya stared at the floor. "Yea, I don't know what I did wrong? I think because I had no idea he was cheating behind my back."

"Are you mad at me?"

"No." Euneya looked up. "You aren't at fault. I'm the one who was clueless."

It's not you. Mai stared at the ring on her finger. "Remove the ring. It can lessen the heartache,"

Euneya smirked ruefully.

"I don't want Joey's past to interfere with our relationship. We need to start off clean, marriage life has it's ups and downs. Euneya-chan, don't hold it against yourself. You made no mistakes." Mai turned to the door. "I'm not helping you. I'm making you feel worse, aren't I?" She eyed Euneya narrowly.

"I'll give you a tip I give all my girls. Go out, have fun, live your life, and don't hold back." Mai smiled softly.

Euneya smiled back tearfully.

"And move on. It can be done, hon. If you're strong enough to show up today, you can tackle all your heartache." Mai opened the door to step outside.

"Mai-chan." Euneya whispered shakily.

Mai stopped, and glanced over her shoulder.

"I never got to say this," Euneya drew a deep breath, "Best wishes, Mai-chan."

Mai winked and walked out.

Euneya languidly took her forgotten bouquet and drifted out of the room. She met with the gang who were waiting outside with Anzu.

"Euneya!" Tristan and Duke Devlin launched on her. Tristan grabbed her around the waist, and like always, swung her up before putting her on the ground. "What'cha been up to?"

"Outta my way." Duke shoved him, he gallantly bowed and took her hand. "Euneya-chan, you look beautiful than ever." He winked.

"Not again, guys." Yugi raggedly sighed.

Euneya laughed at the boys. She grabbed Duke and Tristan in a hug. "I missed you guys!" Euneya squealed.

"YEY!" Tristan cheered. "See, it's the same old 'Neya!" He picked her up again.

"Why do you keep swinging her around. She's a grown woman!" Duke slapped him upside his head. "Let her go you moron!"

Yugi cleared his throat. "Guys, there are people watching..." He desperately ducked around from unwanted stares.

Euneya pulled Yugi in a hug, he fell against her, and blushed beet red. " 'Neya." Yugi sighed, "Long time huh?"

"Same old hair?" Euneya pulled at the stripe colors.

Yugi jerked away. "Not the hair! Took me 3 hours to make it stand! Not again! You guys always make fun of my looks." He pouted.

"Aw, does someone need a huggie?" Euneya crooned. Duke and Tristan chuckled.

"Stop making fun of me!" Yugi yelled. "I'm not a kid!"

"Eh, Duke, see any hot mama's?" Tristan and Duke scouted the seated guests. "Man... this wedding is so dry..." Tristan grimaced.

"You guys! This is Joey's big day! We're not here to pick up women!" Yugi shouted, frustrated. Euneya pulled him in a hug, he gladly took the comfort.

Tristan's eyes turned serious. "We are here to pick up women."

"Weddings are the best place to pick up women." Duke joined in.

"Anywhere we can pick up women! Amen!" Tristan and Duke high-fived each other.

"Nymphomaniac." Anzu folded her arms, averting in disgust.

"Oy! Anzu! You know you lum me." Duke enclosed her in his arms.

"Gross!" Anzu nudged him aside.

"Hey Shorty, wanna help us get some goodies?" Winked Tristan. "Hot tamales at 10 o'clock. Oh ye..."

Yugi turned to catch sight of two ravishing women. His eyes widened. "Oh no! I'm not doing it again!"

"C'mon Yug!" Tristan patted him on the back encouragingly. "I'll give you my hair gel."

Yugi dodged him. "I'm not playing the retarded kid!"

"Retarded?" Euneya glanced inquisitively at the boys.

"Yea, Yug goes and acts like he can't find his way around." Grinned Tristan, "Chicks dig his smile."

Duke winked, "He preps for us and we go in for the kill."

Yugi sulked beside Euneya. "Can't believe these jerks are my friends."

Euneya continued rubbing his back comfortingly. "How's dating life?"

Duke and Tristan ceased chuckling at the word of 'dating'. "What dating life?" Duke blinked. "He's married to Dark Magician Girl and both have hanky panky every wednesdays in the Kame Shop."

"I have dates too ya know!" Yugi sharply reminded, pausing widely, "Eh --I mean! What hanky panky?!"

"So..." Tristan snidely eyed Yugi. "DMG is your 'pottery class?'"

"I do have pottery class!"

"Yug, we know you got the hots for her ever since you played DM. If we bio engineered someone with her features, you'd bang her nonstop." Stated Duke. "BadaBANG!"

"No, I wouldn't!" Yugi shouted.

"Speaking of bio-engineering, look at Dr. Frankenstein's droppings." Tristan jerked his chin at the arriving guests.

"There walks a human fleshed robot. Mmhmm, indeed." Duke solemnly stared.

Anzu and Euneya turned in the direction of the moving guests. In the crowd, Mokuba became visible as he stepped away in search of familiar faces.

"Mokuba?" Euneya gawked. "He's not a rob-"

"Not him." Duke turned her head toward the other direction. "Him."

Kaiba, Seto emerged through the crowd, striking in a glistening blue-black suit. She stared breathlessly. Oh no, what is he doing here? Even standing far from him, he didn't fail to make her breath fast. Euneya flushed bright red to her decollete, and turned away, concealing herself from view.

"He is so..." Tristan murmured. "So... Pitiful..."

"Kaiba isn't pitiful." Yugi shot back. "He is better off than you guys."

"Hey Shorty," Duke poked his back, making Yugi leap. "Why are you defending His Highness? He wanted to crush you, remember?"

"He did," Yugi nodded, "And he earned my respect. We've fought and worked out the differences."

"I wonder if his carnal urges are ever satisfied." Blurted Tristan. All eyes tagged on him. "The dude never looks sated, know what I mean?" He nudged Euneya and Duke.

Duke inspected Kaiba critically. "What woman can be wooed with his invisible repeller?"

"I feel sorry, he doesn't know what he's missing." Remarked Tristan.

"Lusty longings." Duke nodded.

Tristan sighed, musing. "Dewy mornings."

"Sweet urges... That dude needs a strip club!"

Anzu couldn't take her eyes off Euneya. She was seething. Her clenched hands trembled in rage at her sides.

"He can own one for all I know." Tristan remarked.

"He may have a harem pitched up somewhere." Said Duke.

"I don't know whether I'm envious or feel sad for the dude."

"Who knows? Chicks prolly dig his sense of style."

"Hm, Anzu what do you think?" Tristan asked, "On second thought, Anzu will hump a gorilla if she can. What bout you, 'Neya?"

"You dig em?" Duke asked.

Euneya flashed furious eyes at the boys.

"Whoa." Yugi backed away as far as possible. "I sense danger guys..."

" 'Neya," Duke wrapped his arms around her, "Don't be shy, you can tell us."

Euneya glared at the ground, trying in vain to quell her obstinate fury. Why was she worked up over what they said? Euneya breathed to calm herself, it didn't work. Her eyes rounded back up on Tristan, and Duke evenly. "Shut the hell up!" She fired.

"I don't like this..." Yugi trailed submissively, ducking from inquisitive stares.

To make her point, Euneya grabbed Tristan's ear and Duke's yanking them altogether.

"AH!"

"AHHH!" Duke knelt on the ground. "What the hell are you--"

"Don't talk about... Don't talk like that!" Euneya corrected herself.

Anzu's eyes narrowed knowingly from Kaiba and back on Euneya.

"Why? Are you jealous?" Joked Tristan. Euneya pulled his ear. "AAHH OW!"

"Promise you won't do it again."

"I can't promise, it's Kaiba for god's sake!" Duke retaliated.

Euneya drank a deep breath, "I'm warning you. Don't do it while I'm around." She released them.

Duke pulled himself up, eyes flickering in amusement. "You have the hots for him, don't you?"

"Hots?" Tristan demanded, shoving Duke and grabbing her by the arms. "Why do you have the hots for him? He's a cold bastard! And I mean, a real bastard!"

Euneya swatted Tristan's hands. "I don't have the hots for him." She denied.

"Not from where I'm seeing." Implied Anzu, eyes lit up.

"I don't have the hots for him!"

Duke glared angrily in Kaiba's direction. "Brute bastard, he dare snag Euneya from us?" His fists aimed at him. "I'll kick his ass!"

"My fists been waiting to meet his face all these years." Tristan whirled around, eyes determined as he rolled up his sleeves.

"I swear I want to tear him to pieces." Duke bitterly spat, making his way into the crowd.

Heradled in horror, Euneya gawked at them approaching Kaiba.

"Guys! Now is not the time to pick a fight!" Yugi darted after them.

"Kaiba, you sleazy old goat." Duke growled. "Why the hell are you snagging on Euneya?"

"Stop!" Euneya chased them, "What-what are you doing?" She asked, fearful. "Don't go to..."

"We're gonna make em pay!" Tristan roared.

Euneya huffed and threw her hands out, "For the love of god I don't have the hots for Kaiba!" Silent heads turned her way at the admission. "Are you happy now?"

Duke rubbed his chin, wagging his finger at her face, "Oh dearie, it ain't so easy with us. There's only one way to stop us." He shoved past Euneya, grunting toward Kaiba.

Euneya came in front of him. "Don't make a scene, Duke, please." She warned.

"If you wanna stop us, admit it." Tristan prompted. Duke stopped and stared down at Euneya. "The truth. I know when I see it."

"Admit what?" Her doe eyes shined innocently, she shakily breathed.

"Admit, you--" Tristan pointed at her.

"Have." Duke nodded.

"The hots..." Tristan pouted.

"For goat feet Kaiba." Duke tapped his foot.

Yugi stared concernedly. "What the heck is wrong with you goofballs?" He demanded. "Why in the world will Euneya admit something she clearly doesn't feel!"

Or does she? Anzu moved toward the group.

"We're waiting." Tristan watched her pointedly.

"If not, we may as well be on our way," Added Duke casually, "Let's go rip off his skull, Tristan. How dare he eye Euneya? Look at the jerk!" They walked past her.

Euneya stared blindly at the grass. It was ridiculous, they were tortoring her. Yugi went to her. "Euneya, you don't have to do this. They can't stand up to Kaiba."

"Face it, if Shorty kicked his ass, so can we!" Tristan rooted.

"It was Duel Monsters you cone head!" He roared at Tristan.

Tristan glared, "I thought I told you not to talk about my hair."

Anzu grabbed her arm, steadying Euneya, "You can--"

"Fine." Euneya muttered quietly.

"Say what?" Duke stopped, popping his ear to listen intently. "One more time?"

Tristan stared around himself. "We can't hear you!" He waved.

"I have the hots for goat feet Kaiba." Euneya whispered. "Can we stop now?"

"Not loud enough!" Prompted Duke.

Euneya clenched her teeth. "I--- I can't!" She panted.

"Say it like that." Tristan added.

"Why would I want to yell that?" Euneya turned to walk away.

"Erry body!" Duke hollered, "Euneya has something to say!"

Euneya jerked around, "Shut it, Duke!"

---

[Mokuba's P.O.V]

Her friend's sure are something. Why are they putting her in a awkward situation? Do they like embarrassing her? I can't believe nee-san has to endure the dorks. Sighing, I moved away from the chattering group of strangers toward nee-san. She was bright pink from all the teasing her friend's gave her. Poor nee-san, she has to take so much from everyone.

Why are they teasing her? Do they know something about nee-san and Big Brother? I think it might be the tabloids. It's been a global sensation since it appeared. I never knew how messed up nee-san's life would be because of it. She nearly lost her job.

I should say something and help her out, I can't stand watching her like this.

Walking toward her, I stopped and heard her shout, "Shut it, Duke!"

That Devlin is cruel. My anger grew as he said something along the lines, "Euneya, don't be shy. Go out and say it. Why are you getting fired up?"

"I can't stand hearing people talk shit about others!"

It was true. Nee-san hates bad-mouthing, and she is defending Big Brother. I knew I admired her for more than her actions but she is an intelligent person.

I wonder if Big Brother heard anything. Looking around, I saw my brother mingle with some of the guests who maybe knew him from the news. Poor Big Brother, he hates getting cornered from strangers. Should I intervene? What about nee-san?

"You want me to say it?" Euneya uttered, darkly. I don't think this is a good idea. She looks angry. My eyes widened as Euneya shouted at the top of her lungs. "Shut the hell up!" People swung around at her, whispering and grimacing at the sight of a beautiful lady screaming about nothing in particular at two baboons.

The guests, one of them being my brother, saw Euneya. He brushed the guest who was talking to him away, and trailed toward her.

Big Brother, I don't think you want to go there.

"What's this? The Greek squad?" Big brother slurred in obvious distaste.

Duke turned to eye him from head to toe. "What's His Highness doing here?"

Euneya stuttered, shaking her head from right to left uneasily, she looked up at Big Brother, and mumbled incoherently. I couldn't hear what she said but it made Big Brother's brows raise and smirk. Euneya flushed a darker shade of red. It almost made me smile at the way she blushed whenever my brother did anything.

"I--I'll get going." Nee-san turned to walk away.

"Leaving so soon?" Tristan hinted.

Euneya paused, glaring over her shoulder. She turned back around toward him, and slapped him upside his head. THUD!

"AH!"

Well done, nee-san! Whoohoo!

Tristan rubbed his sore head. "That hurt!" He cried like a wounded child.

"Don't pull a stunt like that on me again." She warned. Turning around, nee-san walked away. She halted in her tracks when a fair woman intervened, auburn hair, blue dress with plum lipstick. She was very pretty.

"Serenity!" Duke dropped everything and jogged to her.

"Serenity!" Tristan followed suit.

"Serenity, you look divine." Duke smooched her on the cheek. I wonder how many girl's have been affected by the kiss? Duke Devlin was worshipped by millions of girls ever since I knew him. He craves attention, he's a Leo for sure. Tristan, on the other hand, wasn't nearly as popular as Duke. He was mediocre at everything.

"Hands off my Serenity!" Tristan slapped Duke's hand. He turned his eyes to her. "How've you been Serenity? Did you miss me?"

"Lay off her!" Duke shouted, "Why would she miss you, moron? When she couldn't repress her thoughts of me at bay!"

And that was how the story went... Duke and Tristan had one more thing in common, besides their hyperactive hormones; it was their adoration for Serenity. She was pretty, young and hip, and supposedly the Virgin Mary of all Mary's-- whatever that means -- and as pure as her name, -- whatever that means -- No doubt, one of the reasons Tristan and Duke are severely attracted to her. Did I mention she was Joey's younger sister? Who admittedly spoiled her rotten since she moved to Domino? I don't know much about Serenity but she seems like a nice person.

Serenity brushed past them, and grabbed Euneya nee-san's hand since she was the closet person. "Anzu, Euneya-chan, let's go. The ceremony is starting." She took the ladies away. "Where's the best man?" Serenity called.

Yugi Motou -- Big Brother's ultimate DM rival, was the first one to ever beat Big Brother in a duel. I respect him for his couragerous effort and generosity over the years. I looked up to Yugi when Big Brother went to school with him at Domino High, he was a trusting friend, and was true to his word. Now that the dueling world was past them, Big Brother and Yugi weren't exactly the best of friend's but were tolerable of each other. Their wrangle lasted for years but I'm glad it's over now.

"Coming!" Yugi trailed Serenity and the ladies to the building where the brides-maids, and Minister assembled. The ceremony was about to start, I felt nervous for some reason. I wonder how nee-san is holding up? Besides the fact she is having a hard time with Duke and Tristan, she didn't need extra pain and frustration today. What a day to watch her ex get married. I hope she forgets Joey and moves on with her life. I hope she listened to what I said.

"Mokuba." Big Brother turned to me. "Let's go." He turned toward the seated guests. I didn't want to leave just yet. I wanted to see the bride and groom walk down the aisle together at the end.

"Can we wait a little longer, Big bro?" I asked, hoping he'd give in.

Big Brother folded his arms, I know he is anxious to leave and not have to watch Joey get 'married' but I couldn't stand the idea of nee-san staying alone without us.

I think I'm too overprotective of nee-san, ne? I think I am.

I slapped my forehead, yep, I definitely am. I don't know how nee-san puts up with me. Wow, nee-san sure has a lot to take from everyone.

Big Brother stared at me, mainly my hand.

"What are you doing?"

I dropped my hand to the side. "I just thought how much nee-san has to put up with.

"There's the 2 dorks, Duke and Tristan who tease her crazy. Then, there's work. Joey, who gives her a lot of stress and pain. Me, I don't leave her alone because I have a paranoia she'll vanish or something. Then, there's you, who gives her more stress, confusion, and frustration." I counted my fingers, did I miss anything?

1, Joey. 2, Duke and Tristan. 3, Me. 4, Big Brother. 5, Work. I'll add one more for things I can't name. 6, Personal... female issues.

"That's a lot of mental scarring, Big Brother, and she's ..." I counted my fingers all over again. "She's not even twenty yet!"

"Hmph."

"Think of the amount of stress piling on her later in life? Will she survive? I don't think she wants stress. She deserves a nice, carefree, vacation or something."

Big Brother had a numbed look on his face. I can tell he doesn't like thinking of the stress Euneya nee-san has to endure either.

You care a lot about her, don't you Big Bro? I know you do... I smiled quietly to myself. I hope Big Brother doesn't let nee-san down. She needs lots of support, and who can she count on? Duke and Tristan? Um, nope. Not even those dorks.

I'll give Yugi credit 'cause he seems more mature than the rest, and oh yea, there's Anzu-chan too! I know Anzu-chan will take great care of nee-san.

Who else does nee-san have? Joey is out of the scene. His fiance...? Please, I don't think they get along. Why would they? She is the woman who stole Joey from nee-san, hey wait... why am I getting mad?

I'm glad Joey won't be around anymore. Nee-san doesn't need someone who hurts her. She needs someone different.

Different.

I looked up at Big Brother as his words came back to me. "She is... Different."

"Different?"

"Different."

"Different? Like cheesecake and pudding different?"

"What's the difference?!" He demanded, "Different is different!"

Don't they know how much they suit each other? Given, they both have tempers while associating with each other but that's ok, I'm sure they can work it out. Both are caring in unique ways, and obviously, they care for each other, but make it seem like they don't.

Nee-san just defended Big Brother from her friend's, doesn't that show she cares for Big Bro? She fought against her own friend's!

Big Brother.... I stared determinedly at him. You better not let her down! Better not! She tries not to make it obvious that she looks out for you, and what do you do? Well, you did come to the wedding. Not to keep me company. But For her. I snickered. I'm sure nee-san feels better seeing you here. And you do act different when around her, I hope you know that Big Bro.

You have more... emotion... than usual, and you wriggle around uncomfortably, I shouldn't be laughing, but I find it funny how you act around her.

If she is getting under your skin, Big Brother, why don't you admit you like her?

I slapped my forehead again. I guess I'll be doing all the work around here.

Why am I stuck with two block heads who can't confront their feelings?

I sighed, can't help feeling frustrated as the whole world can see how attracted they are to each other!

Big Bro is attracted to nee-san's caring and warm personality, and nee-san is attracted to Big Bro's strong heart. He doesn't show his true self much but when he does, I know he gets to her. I know I know I know!

I KNOW!

"Why are you shaking your fist?" Big Bro put my fist down. I might poke someone's eye out.

I should ask nee-san's ideal boyfriend type while I'm at it. Hm, let's see... I have 4 more days until I leave-- technically 3, not counting today-- but I can find out the details for her ideal man and give it to Big Bro. He better memorize them and sway her. By the time I come home from school break, the two will be dandy.

Did I just say 'dandy'?

Holy nuts I miss Lulina. Aww, Lulina. My eyes shined at the sky. Why are you so pretty? Whenever I see you I want to pinch your cheeks and give you a hug! But I know, you're Gorou-sama's apprentice and we work together to learn kenpo. I sighed, this is the first time I've ever ever ever liked a girl. I wonder what would Big Brother do? I slapped my forehead. What's the point? Big Brother can't even confess to nee-san -- I can't ask him!

I need advice from nee-san, she is a keen woman, she'll know what I feel and what I can do for the time being. I'm so confused. Lulina held my hand. Does that mean, she likes me too? Or was she being nice? Does a girl holding a boy's hand mean anything special?

My eyes widened at the clouds. Special? I think I want it to mean special. Is that a bad thing? Aren't I too young for wanting something 'special'? But Lulina is sweet and uper cute! She is nice too.

Oh Lulina...

"Watch where you're going Mokuba." Big Bro's voice alerted beside me.

CRASH

I ran into a chair, stumbling and brought myself up. Brushing the grass from my jacket, I couldn't help but keep the grin on my face.

Oh Lulina ....

"Wipe that look off your face." He said. "Or you'll need surgery to get it removed."

I can't help it. I feel all... warm... and fluffy inside. Do you feel this way too, Big Bro? Whenever you think of nee-san?

We walked around the chairs and stopped on the side, guests were seated. The groom and the best men waited at the altar. I searched for nee-san but she wasn't there yet. She was probably coming with Anzu-chan. They are both bride's-maids.

Serenity, wearing her glistening blue dress, walked slowly down the aisle.

I wonder why Joey and Mai didn't settle for a traditional Japanese wedding? Oh well, everyone looks good in their tux, and dresses.

The warm breeze of the day fluttered the gold drapery on the chairs. Serenity glided to the side and stopped.

Anzu-chan, and Tristan appeared from behind the sheer screen, arm-in-arm. They leisurely made their way to their own respective sides, Anzu-chan went to Serenity, and Tristan, by Yugi.

I could barely keep my excitement as I watched the screen, and waited for nee-san to come. I don't know who would walk out, I just wanted to see nee-san, smiling if she did. Nee-san, where are you? We stared patiently and waited for the next brides-maid.

There was a stringing silence. I looked at Joey, who stood stiff and brown eyes wide, his expression alert with his eyes wide. Hhm?

Joey gulped as I saw his adam's apple move. He stared in the direction of the screen. His cheeks darkened in the wind brushed the collar of his suit, and played with his hair, but he didn't seem to notice. His attention was dragged elsewhere, at the screen. Like Big Brother's.

I turned my head and saw nee-san standing in her shimmering dress. Her eyes were glowing and her expression was gentle. Her lips were drawn up and her eyes blinked ever so softly. She was looking at Joey.

I glanced at Joey too. He couldn't blink away.

Think good thoughts, nee-san. I looked back at her. She lowered her eyes to the ground, and move quietly through the aisle. Her cheeks turned rosy from all the staring.

I smiled at her. You're doing great, nee-san. Keep smiling, don't loose hope. I cheered her on as she swarmed past the chairs, her eyes on the flowers and meeting the guests.

She expression paled and the gentle eyes turned dark with anxiety. She was staring at something.

I followed the direction of her gaze.

Not something, some one.

Her gaze led me to Big Brother. His piercing blue eyes remained fixated on nee-san. She couldn't look away either.

Nee-san eyes widened as she walked past us.

I knew from that moment, that she had no secrets than the one she was sharing with Big Brother.

Why would she look at Big Brother the way she did?

I know... now.

She looked like she had a million things to say, but she lips are sealed shut. I noticed Big Brother hadn't looked away from her. Maybe he forgot about everyone else.

---

Euneya regarded the field of peering eyes. She stepped through the curtain, her eyes softly glided on the man standing in center.

Joey.

Freezing in place, Euneya stared at his shocked expression.

I have nothing more to say, Joey. Euneya walked forward, toward him. I'll be happy for you and Mai. She glanced at the flowers and the drapery that shook in the wind. The circulating breeze channeled her eyes to a dragging blue pair on the side.

Her heart fluttered anxiously inside her chest. She wanted to drop the fragile bouquet. Her eyes entangled with Kaiba's. If she tried averting, it was too late.

His expression was fierce, more than his passionate eyes. Euneya stared with a quivering footsteps. Her chest bounced from the intensity of his stare.

No, stop this.. Euneya snapped at herself. I can't go on... I can't act like I don't... Don't what...? Her lips trembled.

Kaiba's eyes lowered to her mouth, momentarily dancing back to her gaping eyes.

She jerked her head in front of her. Just keep walking... walk..... Euneya... keep walking... She chanted to herself. Her heels stepped on the white carpet, she could hear the somnolent crunch of the grass underneath.

The soil cracked between the roots. Euneya shifted another step.

Keep walking.. A weak voice whispered form inside of her. Keep going.

Her destination was somewhere else.

Euneya brushed past Anzu and stopped next to her. She lowered her eyes, hands shaking with the bouquet. Mai's dearest 3 friend's walked out one by one.

Soon, the bride herself was led out by her father. The same old Wedding Song fluted in the wind.

Joey cleared his throat, smiling eagerly down at his fiance.

Mai kissed her father on the cheek. Taking her hand gently, her father kissed her fingers, and whispered endearingly in her ear. He smiled at her fondly and turned to Joey.

"Take good care of her."

"I will." Joey smiled.

He gave him Mai's hand and stepped aside for his daughter to move forward with Joey.

"We are gathered hear today in matrimony of Joey Wheeler and Mai Valentine..."

Euneya shakily drew a deep breath, and watched from afar. It's really happening... Joey and Mai are getting married... It's really happening right before my eyes... She heard herself say longingly. She felt distant with herself and the world around her.

The sensation of the wind no longer affected her, and the cheering voices in the crowd was unheard in her ears. She stared at the grass as it wavered. Suddenly, everything tuned out.

The sadness hosting in her heart darkened like a rain cloud. Euneya drank another shaking breath, blinking her eyes hard from tearing. Anzu's arm came around her waist to comfort her for the moment.

Euneya stood silent, watching as Joey and Mai turned to look at each other. They did look like they were deeply in love. Euneya smiled weakly in acknowledgement.

It's really happening... She repeated to herself. Joey and Mai....

"Mai, I love you and want to share the rest of my life with you..." Joey's voice casted through her ears.

Suddenly, it was Mai's turn to say her vows.

"Joey, I promise to love and care for you, in sickness and in health, till death do us part...." Mai continued lovingly.

Euneya listened closely to the soft inclination of their voices. They asked to kiss. Euneya stared blankly at the ground.

Joey and Mai fell into a deep, passionate french kiss.

The crowd roared and screamed.

"Let us welcome, the new couple. Mr. and Mrs. Wheeler!"

Joey turned to Mai and scooped her up in his arms, he walked through the aisle. Glitters and confetti tousled on the two as they departed the area. The guests sprang after them energetically, Tristan, Anzu, Yugi, Serenity followed, wildly cheering.

Soon, Euneya was the single person standing alone in the empty altar. Without a single sound in the motionless wind, she stared at the grass and the beautifully decorated altar. Euneya turned and gazed tearfully at the flowers.

The syringe of ache inside her heart deepened ever so slightly. Euneya regarded around herself plainly. Uncertain what to do next. She felt dizzy but stood still, eyeing a single flower on the pedestal.

"Careful, Euneya." She whispered in the wind. "People may think you're not happy with the wedding." She brushed away her tears, sniffing.

Kaiba watched the middle of her back shake as she whispered to herself. He had stayed back while the rest of the crowd fluttered out with the couple inside the building. He walked up to the altar and stopped, assessing the flower decorations and the veils.

Euneya turned her face away from him to clean the residue of tears. She sniffed and cleared her throat.

"What brings you here?" Euneya croaked. She held up her hand. Darn it, that didn't come out right! I sound like I ate a live bunny and it's stuck in my throat.

"You sound like you ate a fried toad and it's stuck in your throat." Kaiba remarked.

Euneya breathed, blinking steadily to sedate the rising tears. "Toad huh?" She weakly whispered.

He kept his eyes staring ahead, and held out a hand in front of her. Euneya brushed the tears. She took the offered handkerchief. "I'll be fine.." Her voice shook, he should get used to it by now. Euneya looked up at the swaying trees distantly. She sighed delicately. "I better get going.." Clearing her throat, Euneya walked down the aisle.

Kaiba folded his arms and stared at her drifting skirt glide on the white floor. Euneya moved the curtain aside and glanced back at him.

"Aren't you coming?" She gestured to the building.

"Why should I watch the mutt prance around with his bitc-"

"There's Champagne."

Kaiba scowled, "I don't have an earnest craving for champagne to forget my resentment for the mutt."

"You came here regardless of your resentment, Kaiba." Euneya smirked.

There was a light musical tone to his name when she said it. He liked it. Kaiba glared at the serene area. He knew why she was waiting. She needed him there. Kaiba turned and followed her out to the building. Chairs and tables were filled, Mokuba was sitting with Anzu, chatting with a grin. Euneya glanced around at the faces.

Joey and his wife, Mai, stumbled out on the rose pedal path, walking arm-in-arm. The two shined their perfect smiles at the guests and waved.

Euneya reached the gravel stairs and ascended without a word. She watched the scene enfold from there.

The In-laws toasted to the couple, Serenity gave a heart warming speech, as did Yugi. Soon, it was time for the first dance of the couple. The crowd awed and watched the two smoothly glide together like they were captured in a hour-glass. Their swaying and head tilts with soft whispers in the romantic lighting stirred hearts and meaning glances at significant others amongst the crowds. Euneya stepped back from the banister she was leaning on. She let her hands hang loosely at her sides.

Perhaps it was a bad idea on her part to come to the wedding so willingly, expecting everything to fall in place, and not be touched with heartache. She wasn't completely 'over' Joey just yet. Her eyes drifted to the ring he returned. The more she looked at it, the more she wanted to remove it, and not burden her sensitive heart. She sighed aloud, and watched the two joyously share a lingering kiss with the soft music.

There was the father-daughter dance. Mai embraced her dad heartedly and wept on his shoulder. They whispered comforting words to each other.

The lights brightened, and families, close friend's were invited to dance along with the happy couple.

Euneya felt drained from watching the happy scene. She closed her eyes and glanced to the side.

"Isn't your heart breaking from watching them?" Kaiba questioned.

Euneya blinked, how did he end up here? She frowned at his casual method of sneaking in questions of her helpless state. Honestly, she didn't delight in conversing about her depressing heartache. Little could she do though, as Kaiba knew all about it. Did he understand where she came from? Did he love someone at one time? Euneya wasn't certain.

"Why are you asking that?" Euneya repelled, "Just because I sigh while they're dancing...happily, do you think I can't stand it?"

"You can't." He stated plainly.

I can't. Euneya glanced away from his probing gaze. "Yes I can. Watch me go down there and dance with everyone like it's my own wedding." Ugh, I already hate the sound of that. Why am I doing this? Euneya mentally slapped herself.

"Be my guest." Kaiba invited.

You think you're infallible huh? Just you wait, Kaiba. Watch me. Euneya descended the cold stairs, her heels clanking nosily on the surface and approached her friends.

Duke was rubbing sleazily against Serenity, as Tristan engulfed her from the front. She was sand-witched between them. The scene almost made her laugh but the laughter itself died when she caught eyes with Joey. He started toward her. Euneya stilled and backed away.

Anzu grabbed her hand. Euneya sighed in relief at her cousin, mentally praising her. Oh thank god you're here, Anzu!

"Come dance with us." Anzu and Mokuba were swinging their hips.

"Look at you two." Remarked Euneya amusedly. Mokuba grinned and swung his hips, following Anzu's example.

"We're dancing our socks off. So should you!" Yugi did a tech-no dance move and glided toward Tristan.

The music changed, Duke and Serenity joined hands and breezed the ocean of dancers. Anzu and Mokuba moved to the slow melody. Tristan, and Yugi were still doing awkward poses with each other.

"Looks like everyone is in pairs." She murmured.

Joey stopped his dancing and went toward Euneya. She stared at the bright floor glowing in the sunlight. Euneya retreated a step, away from the dance floor. I'm not in the mood anyway.

She bumped in a hard chest. Flinching, Euneya glanced over her shoulder into a pair of electric blue eyes.

"Where do you think you're going?" His cool voice licked against her ear.

Euneya shivered at the delectable tone. "Nno.... Out." She stammered.

---

Anzu eyed the two suspiciously, she strained her ear to listen to their conversation.

"Euneya deserves to dance with someone." Remarked Tristan out loud, seeing she was standing alone. "She and Anzu are the best dancers in our crew, Yug."

"Yea I agree." Yugi nodded and both bobbed their heads as they swam their way toward Euneya. Tristan grabbed Duke by the back, yanking him toward the scene.

Duke stared in horror. "C-can't be! That... That... That!..." He gawked.

Serenity poked her head over Duke's shoulder curiously. "What's going on, guys?"

Yugi ceased his movements to stare in disbelief, pointing. "K-Ka... Kaiba!"

"Remind me, did Euneya come alone?" Asked Tristan.

"Not that I know of." Replied Yugi.

Duke gritted his teeth jealously. "Kaiba... how dare he bring his goat feet here? Did he come with Euneya?"

"They look pretty close." Said Serenity.

Tristan gasped, "You think so too?" He smiled, "Serenity you have a woman's instincts. What's going on, can you tell?"

Serenity frowned as Euneya stared at Kaiba, and he back at her. "Looks like he's waiting for her to do something. She doesn't want to. I've never seen Euneya-chan blush so hard!" She cried.

"Almost like Kaiba put a blow torch on her face." Said Tristan.

"Grrr...." Duke's eyes narrowed. "He thinks he's a tough guy? Coming here and stealing our Euneya?" He shoved past Yugi.

"Wait." Serenity pulled him to her side. He smiled down at her, aware of her hand on his arm.

"Gee, Serenity, you don't need to feel jealous. My heart belongs to you forever."

Serenity nudged his face. "You're blocking my view." Her eyes widened. "Holy..."

"Look! Kaiba is asking her to dance!" Cried Yugi incredulously.

"That does it!" Tristan shoved past everyone. "He can't come here and take her away from us!"

"What if they came together?" Asked Yugi.

"You think so?" Duke frowned, hurt. "No wonder she defended him earlier."

Serenity's brows raised. "Kaiba-kun is Euneya-chan's date?" She observed the two. "They look good together."

"Serenity."

"Serenity!"

Tristan and Duke frowned darkly at her. "Don't mention anything nice about Princy Pants." Advised Duke, "He hates nice people. Once he learns you're nice, he slices you with his Duel Disk. My dungeon dice monster's is way better than his eye poking, hair shaving disks!"

"So that's why you have a grudge against him." Realized Yugi.

"Me?" Duke shoved a finger on his small chest. "You own a Kame Shop and he steals all your sales!"

Yugi clenched his teeth, "You're right." He glared resentfully at Kaiba. "He is a thief!"

Tristan glanced at Yugi. "Dude, why are you so gullible?"

"Guys, you're getting off topic." Serenity alerted. "We have to know what she says. Is she gonna dance with him?" She pointed.

"You know what," Duke rolled up his sleeves, poking his finger at the scene and the shrinking distance between the two, "I want to know what's going on between them. Cause what I'm looking at ain't natural! It's a collision of two different species!"

"Yea, they are standing too close. And they can't stop looking at each other!" Tristan shook his head, "It's freaking me out!"

"You guys notice it too?" Anzu intervened with Mokuba.

Duke and Tristan straightened at the sight of the little boy. Duke gestured to him, "Hey little guy, is your brother and Euneya dating?"

"Is they?" Mokuba glanced in the direction of his brother and nee-san. He grinned sneakily, "Should they?" Mokuba raised his brows suggestively.

"Why can't you answer our question?" Demanded Tristan.

"Why don't you find out for yourself!" Mokuba retaliated.

Tristan folded his arms, glaring down at him. Duke ruffled his rambunctious hair. "Noisy kid." He grumbled.

"It's ok if they are." Serenity smiled at Mokuba, "Do you know if they are?"

"Serenity!" Duke and Tristan whirled around at her.

"Didn't you hear what I just said?" Duke growled, "Don't talk nice about Princy--" All eyes indicated to Mokuba listening to him bad mouthing his older brother, Duke controlled himself, "I mean... you-know-who. And don't ever say... you-know-who looks good with Euneya! She is one of us! Our kind don't mix with --" All eyes pointedly stared at Mokuba who listened raptly. "You-know-which-kind."

It was Mokuba's turn to fold his arms. "I know you're talking about Big Brother. If he and Euneya nee-san have feelings for each other, there's nothing you can do!"

"NEE-SAN?" Everyone screamed, stunned.

Mokuba put his nose up in air. "You heard me." He pompously turned his back on them. "Big Brother and nee-san are close. Read any tabloids lately? They are both on the covers of eighteen different tabloids. Half of Asia believe they are dating."

"DATING?" Duke and Tristan shrieked.

"Not only that, they just finished shooting for a commercial that'll air in 3 days, tops." Mokuba smirked haughtily. "Their coupling is a sensation for big businesses. If you haven't heard, Minorou Orphanage was sponsored by Kaiba Corp. months ago. They've been working together since." He smugly stared at them.

"How's that for your questions!" Mokuba huffed.

"We've lost... basis with Euneya-chan completely." Yugi felt his legs give out under him, shocked at the loaded news.

"You sure have!" Mokuba consented. "Do you guys know how hard it was for nee-san to come here? If it weren't for Big Bro right now, she wouldn't be here!" He added.

"What... what do you mean?" Duke turned serious.

"Why won't Euneya?" Asked Tristan.

Mokuba was annoyed. "Don't you know anything about nee-san? And you call yourselves her friends? Joey never broke up with nee-san! He two-timed her! She found out he had a fiance when he came home while they were dating." Mokuba caught the bewildered stares of the group. Sighing, he nodded defeatedly, "I know what you're thinking -- crazy. Joey can never do something close!"

He jerked his head up, determined eyes watching them intently. "But she came to the wedding to wish them the best. She is being a good friend like she promised Joey!" Mokuba's voice slowed, "Nee-san put aside her pain to be here for his big day, think about how she's feeling --" He glared at Yugi, Duke and Tristan. "You butt heads!" He yelled at them for their inconsiderate ignorance, "Don't you get it? She is trying her best to smile and make it through the day. But on the inside she is probably breaking apart!"

Serenity stared tearfully. My brother ... Did that? "Euneya-chan ..." She wiped a tear from the corner of her eye. I'm really sorry. "I want to give her a hug."

Remorse eyes directed on Euneya standing beside Kaiba in the sunlight.

"I never knew..." Duke stared widely.

"I didn't either..." Continued Tristan, he sniffed.

"Euneya-chan had to go through it alone." Yugi whispered. "And we didn't even show that we cared."

"Finally we're on the same page!" Said Mokuba. "If Big Brother is the only person she can depend on. Let her be! It won't kill you if they are going out! He cares about her and so does she! Plus they look good together." He added smugly.

"I don't..." Duke clenched his teeth from cursing. "I don't trust yar brother!" He roared.

"He doesn't trust you either!"

"Damn kid." Duke glared at him. "What's under all that hair? You have ESP or something?"

"It's called analyzing!" Mokuba sternly tapped his temple.

Tristan flinched.

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[Euneya's P.O.V]

How did his voice do that? My eyes ran up to his parted lips, they were light and soft looking. I had the urge to reach out and brush his lips against my fingers, eager to feel the tickle of his lips, even for a passing second.

"We are out." Kaiba cooly replied.

Is he making fun of me? Why do I always feel small when he is around, and I have to fend for myself? I can't help but yell and spar with him when he insults me, most of them aren't even serious. No, he isn't necessarily attacking me at the moment, but merely questioning where I was headed, as I clearly challenged him to watch me shake my groove thing as if it were my own wedding. What a hassle. There's no way on earth I can dance with Kaiba watching.

My fingers tingled as his eyes roamed my face, and probed across my shoulder blades. This light and airy sensation is familiar. I remember feeling like this before with him. The clenching rope around my stomach made me feel like I was standing on my tippy toes. I tore my eyes away from him to stare at the ground.

The dance floor was filled with miscellaneous dancers. All my friend's were dancing their heels off and I'm here, sulking about the whole wedding arrangement that happened to by my ex's.

My eyes ran into Joey, who was dancing with some of his guests. He laughed and showed off his skills. It doesn't make a difference to him. I can stand here all day waiting, and he still won't see the torture I'm going through. Is it necessary for him? Well, not really. I can't bear the thought of him knowing how much I've cried over him.

My eyes felt fatigued, and as I blinked my eyes in the day light heat, my eyes burned. I felt like ripping off my clothes and taking a cold shower at home. Who was I kidding? -- Heh, even Anzu-chan said so. I'm kidding no one but myself. I was no where prepared for this wedding. It crept up too soon and I can't casually brush my feelings like they didn't matter. Needless to say, if I don't face them now, my feeling will haunt me in the future, and I don't wish to linger on the pained memories I shared with Joey. I don't want to look back and regret loosing him. I want to be able to tell myself that it happened for the best, and actually believe it.

A warm sensation rubbed against my bare back. I shuddered silently, looking over my shoulder to find Kaiba standing.

"Aren't you going to dance?" Kaiba whispered.

The soothing voice elicited chills over my arms and legs under the gown. How can he do that? What the hell? I shifted my feet, uncomfortable with the vigorous sensations provoked singlehandedly by his cool voice. He wasn't yelling, or snapping.

Is this how he sounds normally? When he isn't yelling or snapping?

My eyes drifted shut for a moment. The sunlight was warm and the breeze tickled his hair over his forehead slightly.

"Do I have to?" I inquired.

Kaiba's blue eyes settled on me, amused. A sly smirk peeked up from his thin lips.

I just want to touch them once, just once. My fingers clenched tightly at my sides. What is wrong with me? Why do I have the urge to do that so sudden? My eyes widened as his eyes drifted to my lips. I realized I was biting my bottom lip. Does lip-biting unnerve him? I smiled widely, he looked at me questionably.

"Why are you smiling? Didn't a minute ago, your universe crashed into miniscule pieces?"

"Does it bother you I can smile and feel sad at the same time?"

Kaiba didn't take me lightly. His lips parted.

My breath ceased. I swallowed my dry throat. How does he taste like? He has always reminded me of wooden, minty scents that are said to relax the senses. Coffee maybe? Mokuba told me the amounts of caffeine he consumed on a regular basis, it's daunting. With all the work he does, I suppose he desperately strives to finish his work with a 'pick-me-up.'

He suddenly did something that made my heart shake ten times more than it ever did.

Kaiba held out a hand for me.

I stared at the open palm. The web of his skin and his long fingers were beautiful. I stared at the hand.

If only it were that easy. Doesn't he know? Dancing with me will not only make me regretful, but him too?

I glanced up at him, my eyes sweeping delicately shut at his calm expression. His were glittered in the sunlight, blue, dark and piercing, absorbing me completely. Yea, if things were easy I'd take his hand happily and dance the night away in bliss. Then what? My life wasn't too simple to further complicate his.

"Kaiba ..."

"Don't talk. Just do." He stared pointedly at my hand. A flood of chills sprang down the length of my arm, trailing at his gaze.

Why do I feel excited when he looks at me gently? Like I can never be touched by anything in the world, and he will make sure I won't be in harm. Kaiba? Is this really Kaiba, Seto? Or am I fooling myself? I think I am.

"I... shouldn't..." My lips trembled, and I began rambling, "Don't get me wrong I want to. I love dancing but I..."

My skin was fascinated with the color red as I couldn't stop blushing under his stare.

He smirked. "I expected you to say so." Kaiba's eyes moved down my back. My eyes rolled shut and I averted. He isn't making things easier for the two of us.

Adding to the difficulty, I heard Tristan and Duke scream the word dating.

Is something going on there? When don't Tristan and Duke fight? I shouldn't be worried.

My gaze stopped on Mokuba talking away with shining eyes. He looked immensely invigorated to be ranting on about... what is he saying? I stopped to listen to him.

"If Big Brother is the only person she can depend on. Let her be!"

I froze. Big Brother and...

"It won't kill you if they are going out!" Mokuba turned to his audience. Is he talking about Kaiba and I going out? Kaiba and I... going out? I trembled at the thought.

"He cares about her and so does she! Plus, they look good together."

I trudged back a step. This can't be happening. Mokuba can't be doing that... He... He...

I turned around to find Kaiba listening with his brows raised. "He cares about her and so does she."

"Are you listening to this?" I asked Kaiba.

He stared expressionlessly at the babbling group. Apparently, he wasn't perturbed. Duke lunged on Mokuba. "I don't... I don't trust yar brother!" He yelled.

"He doesn't trust you either!" Mokuba shot back, becoming fierce at the subject.

I had a faint trepidation the matter wasn't about to soothe away itself over time.

"Damn kid." Duke began. "What's under all that hair? You have ESP or something?"

My eyes remained on Kaiba who watched them banter behind me. Was he seriously going to let them talk?

"It's called analyzing!"

Didn't Kaiba admit himself? Why will I want to form a relationship with someone like you? Kaiba looked directly at me, and I faltered. Yea, why would you ever?

It's all a lie, I know. A part of me yearns for it to be true.

Kaiba approached me steadfast, I lost my balance as his arm crossed around my waist, drawing me toward the dance floor. He stopped paces from the starry group. I couldn't bear meeting their stifled gazes. What did they think of me? Kaiba and I have nothing. We are always mistaken for something else but there isn't anything between us. I can't infuse him as a friend either! The thought infuriated me.

I released my hand from his clutching fingers. His eyes turned toward me, demanding my intentions, and why I removed my hand.

Anzu, and Serenity-chan stared at me. Yugi, Tristan, and Duke glared at Kaiba.

Mokuba blinked back and forth.

"Is it true? Are you together?" Duke, courageously asked.

I couldn't look away from Kaiba, who held my gaze captive in his.

Why did it matter now?

We never got along to begin with.

Why change things now?

My glare narrowed angrily on him, we were all waiting for an answer.

His jaw shifted, teeth-clenched, Kaiba glared at the sea of vigilant faces.

I lowered my eyes on the floor. I don't have a good feeling where this is going. Looking up, I saw a pair of brown eyes aimed at me. Joey stood on the side, face averted from his wife, watching us all. He knew what this was about. I think he heard the entire deal. Meeting my eyes, Joey excused himself from Mai before approaching us.

Oh god... I looked away, and rubbed a sore spot on the back of my neck. He didn't need to witness this. I didn't want to be part of it.

Kaiba evenly regarded the crew. "Yes." He momentarily met eyes with me. "We are." Grabbing my cold hand, he steered me through the dance floor and suddenly stopped.

Amidst the twirling shapes of dancers, I stared up at him in the dim light. Kaiba put his arm around me and drew me in. The cold whisper breathing against the shell of my ear was more delicious than daunting.

"Move." He breathed.

Move? He meant, dance. Why is he doing this though? Why is he lying? Is Joey... My eyes scooped the floor. I couldn't locate the blond, but I know he is watching us. Kaiba may sense it too... I looked back up into his flaming blue eyes.

My hands reached up and settled on his shoulder. The other strayed in his left hand, our fingers entwined with warmth. The music softened to a slow pace. I stared up at him, demanding what he had in mind, why was he doing this? Was it for show? Did he mean it? Why is he confusing me? Why did I want to hear him answer right away? And why the hell can't I breath with him so close to my face? No, no, don't hope too much. He isn't the kind of man to show off.

His eyes glinted soft tones in the dimness, making him appear breathtaking than ever. I didn't even have a breath to begin with and stared sadly up at him. I know he is too fierce and composed to say anything, and I know we can't get along and share the same shoes like the rest of the other happily married couples who promenaded the dance floor, but this once... I wanted to try.

I wanted to give it everything I had, and dance with him.

I wanted to forget my heartache and revel in the miraculous moment, regardless that it meant nothing to him, at least I can move with the rhythm of my heart... this once.

No matter how far-fetched the whole deal was, I didn't care. I just wanted to believe that this one moment, was mine. Mine alone.

My cheek rested on his shoulder and I closed my eyes, breathing in his calming cologne. He was becoming more suitable than I ever imagined, and I know I shouldn't be thinking about him in that sense, but I couldn't help it. His hand cradled my own, and our foot merged repeatedly to the somnolent sway of the music. I could hear his beating heart against my ear.

Thump.

His chest rose.

Thump.

His chest lowered.

Thump.

I smiled at the calming drum. The world around me shadowed and the single thing that emerged from the darkness was his faint, breathing and heart beat.

I don't regret it. I don't regret it. I'm happy I don't regret it. His arms are warm and his breathing is soothing. I wasn't paying attention to the music but him.

He stirred, clearing his throat. I didn't look up.

A hand brushed across my bare back, raking a handful of chills that dragged my head up.

The lighting changed and there was loud chatter. Everyone was seated at their tables, eating happily. I gawked wildly. What the hell happened? How long were we dancing?

I noticed the music was different too. Staring at my hands, I loosened my grip on his shoulder and hand, before removing myself from the floor. Walking out, I saw my friend's give me a look.

Mokuba grinned at me, "Nee-san, you're blushing."

I slapped a hand on my cheek absently. "I am?" Laughing nervously, I shrugged. "I need a breather... excuse me." I walked away from the group and toward a dispatched road. There was a bench.

Instead of staying outside, I changed my mind and turned toward the building where we changed clothes earlier. I started up the stairs with my gown bunched in my warm hands.

Dropping the skirt, I felt my fingers. Kaiba's hands were like mittens. They never failed to warm my hands whenever he held them. My face warmed furiously at the train of thought. Whenever? Whenever? It's not like he holds my hand every single day!

I walked into a hall.

Something grabbed my forearm. "Ah!" I rounded, gasping at the strange thing on my arm.

My momentary happiness diminished.

Joey stood with a glass of champagne in hand. He regarded me. "Where ya headed?"

I rubbed my arm self consciously. "No where... Just wanted to be alone."

"Mind if we talk? I'll leave ya alone in a sec." He asked and turned to the window to watch the entertained guests.

I stopped little ways behind him, eyes on the floor. What does he want to talk about?

"Are ya happy?" Joey turned his dark eyes on me.

I nodded, forcing a smile. "Yea. Congrats! Hope you don't mind, but I bought you a wine corkscrew as a present."

Joey grunted, "Wine corkscrew? Is that the best ya got?" He looked away.

"Well," I smirked, "You'll use it for happy occasions, I assume."

Joey's eyes drank me in and drifted to his left hand. He showed me the ring. "What do ya think?"

"Sterling silver, eh."

He chuckled, and sat on the window sill. "Wonder what yours will look like... Prolly with the biggest diamond from Africa, onh?" He eyed me.

Biggest diamond from Africa? "Um, no." I leaned against the wall, sighing at the ceiling. "Not possible."

"Ask ya date, he'll get one for ya." He said with a light chuckle.

So that's what this is about... The sudden need to talk -- about Kaiba. I don't think the subject prefers to be mentioned from his mouth. Shaking my head, I folded my arms around myself.

"What? Ya don't think he will? He seems ta like ya." Joey informed, "Take it from me, 'Neya. And I hate... hate... hate his guts but I mean it, the way ya guys look at each other..." He chortled, "It was like... hehe... Fireworks!... Firecrackers!... New year!.... aheheh... ya guys look good together..."

I blinked steadily at the floor. Where is this going? I finally noticed two bottles of champagne stacked behind his foot. He has been drinking here alone? All this time?

"Ya know what? If ya invite me to ya wedding, I might... not come..." Joey chuckled, "It was nice of him to come.. but we don't get along... never can... never will..." Joey rubbed his sore jaw and nose. "..Throws a mean punch though..."

Why are you doing this Joey? I looked at him.

He gulped down the contents of his glass. He had heard Mokuba talk about him outside, everyone knew what happened between us. "This is how it'll be... 'Neya, I... ain't gonna lie..." Joey stared distantly at the sky, "But I'll miss ya... I wasn't clear about anything... But I do mean what I'm sayin',"

He turned around to face me, eyes teary, "I'll miss ya friendship... I couldn't ever keep ya out of my life... I know ya felt like it but... I still care for ya. I always will." He nodded, brushing his face on his sleeve.

Joey slammed the glass on the sill. "I think I've had too much..." He chuckled, "Ya gotta try some! It's good stuff." Joey got off the sill.

He came toward me. " 'Neya, there's no way we can...go back the way we were... but I feel bad.... I feel bad for giving ya pain... I know, it's.." He brushed his head, averting, "It's a little too late as ya and Kaiba are all.. mushy gushy and all.... but...."

Joey stared emptily at the ground. "I miss ya. Still do... Always will...." He pointed at the ring on his hand, "Now that I'm a married man, I gotta get my act together ya know.... Can't be cryin over past mistakes and all... ya know?" He brushed another streaking tear.

I could barely contain my own. My eyes felt like there were bleeding from listening to him.

"I.... better go....." He stepped past me and moved toward the door.

I turned on my shoulder, forcing my back in his direction and gazed out the window. He missed me...

A hand grabbed me and turned me around. I panted nervously.

Joey's face breathed on me. He pulled me in and hugged me. "I'll miss ya.... 'Neya...." He whispered solemnly in my ear.

My eyes were blinded by tears as I stared up at the ceiling, unable to believe what I was hearing.

"You... stay happy.... stay...stay.. happy..." He continued. Joey released me and stumbled his way out.

My legs weakened. This was the first time in a while, I heard Joey's heart beat for me.

My hands gripped the rug on the floor as my legs slumped with a final thud to the ground, dragging down my courage like it never was.

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Kaiba irritably glared at his watch. An hour and half had passed. Where is she? He watched his brother amuse himself with Anzu and Yugi by the fountain. Mokuba didn't take notice of Euneya's disappearance yet. Majority of the guests were waiting for the Bride and Groom to depart.

Meanwhile the dance floor was crowded with rowdy dancers. Duke and Tristan were busy peeling the clothes off random young women in the bathroom stall.

Kaiba was certain Euneya was around here somewhere. His eyes scanned the altar. He had checked the area and it was occupied by a group of kids. Kaiba trailed near the river, he doubted she was there. Unless she left? Kaiba turned toward the building. The bride's maids had changed clothes. Kaiba burst open the private doors and women shrilled. He slammed it shut immediately.

He continued kicking open the doors. She should know better. He was never at ease if she wasn't around.

Sniff Sniff..

His keen hearing tuned at the soft sound. He back pedaled to the door.

Sniff ...

Kaiba stared at the door lock. He grabbed the handle without pausing, and swung it open.

A tear streaked face averted from the harsh light of the hall. The strange thumping in his chest eased at the sight of her.

Euneya covered her face, and wiped her face.

He moved away from the door to give her space and leaned against the wall, outside.

Euneya quieted her sobs.

"If it's that hard, why did you come?" Kaiba asked, staring at the wall in front of him.

"I made a promise..." Her nasally reply made him blink.

He tasted the word on his lips. "Promise." Kaiba looked at the closet. "Was it worth it?"

"Yes." Euneya croaked, insisting. "Every minute!"

What a fruitless lie. "Hmmph."

Patiently, he waited for her to get herself together.

She finally emerged from the coat closet, her eyes pink and cheeks rosy from heat. Euneya walked past him. He grabbed her arm.

Her body wracked into sobs all over again. Yet she refused to look at him and held herself still from shaking.

Kaiba pulled her back to him. She mumbled sheepishly as more tears poured out of her eyes. "It's a wedding, what do you expect?" She sobbed sloppily. "Everyone cries at weddings."

Tear welled eyes lifted up to meet his, Euneya ceased crying instantly.

He pulled her closer, her foot brushed against his shoe causing her to stumble slightly on him. Freezing on the position, Euneya breathed raggedly.

He could hear the silent struggle in between each gaping breaths.

Shakily, Euneya lowered her eyes to floor, ashamed.

Her forehead rubbed against the material of his shirt. It would be so much easier to lean in and let him hold her like she wanted him to. It would make the world stop spinning and hurling her with pained emotions, but she didn't. She didn't move toward him.

Tears fell on his shirt, she blinked and more rained on his tux.

Drip... Drip.... Drip....

The sound seemed to echo a lifetime between them.

Kaiba's hand lifted from the side and titled her face up. She pushed her head down, so he wouldn't have to chance to look at her. His hand was gentle and fell against his side.

The strangest emotion raged inside her, making her cringe and tremble. Euneya sobbed under her breath, squinting her eyes, and the sheen of his shirt vanished somewhere in the fog of her tears.

Listening to the sound of her sobs and the falling scrape of her tears. Some of the tear drops had handed on his hands, Kaiba rubbed his fingers.

She gave in finally.

Unable to contain herself, Euneya sobbed loudly.

She fell violently and rested her cheek on his shoulder. The tears came like a drizzling cold rain after a bright sunny afternoon. Euneya cringed and held back but it was no use, her fingers clutched his arm to steady herself. She breathed hard, her voice cracking.

Euneya cried until she exhausted herself. Her ragged breathing swallowing the silence of the hall, panting, she wiped her sore eyes and tore away from Kaiba.

What was she doing? He was a person not her crying pillow. She flinched back, and turned. Her legs already running out of the hall.

"Euneya!"

She quivered at the voice. Euneya pushed a hand to her lips to prevent from screaming. Her hands trembled. No.... Please.... God.....

No.... Not him.

Joey stopped at the end of the hall, finally seeing her stop in her steps at his call. He jogged toward her quickly. I made a fool of myself earlier. "Euneya, wait." He darted, noticing her continue to distance herself. Paying no attention to the third person watching the scene, Joey grabbed her right arm, restraining her from movement.

Euneya wrestled her arm out of his grip with a shocking force that left him gaping worriedly. "Where ya going? I got somethin' ta tell ya, Eune--"

She averted with staggering legs, face hidden.

"What's ya problem?" Joey demanded.

Without a word, she started quickly walking away. Inadvertently she stepped on the skirt of her dress, tripping on her heel. Biting down her lip to keep from screaming, a screen of tears blocked her vision as she stumbled to the floor, falling on her right elbow.

In a state of incertitude, Joey was struck silent. Blinking away the shock, he knelt to pick her up from behind. "I gotta tell ya I'm sorr--" He felt a phantom-like hand shackle his arm. Glaring at the hand, Joey looked up to see the composed face of his rival.

He shoved Joey's hand off Euneya. The blow nudged him backward, landing on the floor.

Kaiba knelt, securing an arm around her waist, he drew her up efficiently with the sweep of an arm, steadying her wracking body. Pulling her away from Joey's lingering hand, he stiffened her against his side to help her walk but her feet kept stumbling and her heels kept catching in her skirt.

Kaiba kept her stiff against his side. Her feet stumbled. "Keep walking." He slurred under his breath with his long legs striding fast through the hall.

Sitting on the floor, Joey stared speechlessly.

It was the one of the hardest things to do. To walk away from Joey. Euneya covered her mouth, Kaiba practically carried her out of the hall and outside in a secluded region.

A bench appeared.

His arm trapped her against his side, Euneya could barely keep her balance. He deposited her on the bench, and continued toward the river ahead, without a glance, without a word....

Euneya struggled with herself. She covered her face and sobbed.

Kaiba glared at the sun reflection on the water, jaw tight.

He waited...

And waited...

Waited for her to silence...

Waited for her look up...

And waited....

Waited for a good amount of minutes that felt like hours standing at the bank of the river. Hands in his pockets, Kaiba bitterly growled at the world.

Euneya rose from the bench, with the frustrated tears out of the way, she approached him. They were beyond the point of apologies now and it mattered less. It was not something new as he had seen her cry before. Although, there was a vehement emotion stringing in him. He was sure she must know what it was.

She gave him her hand. "Do the honors."

Kaiba glanced at the ring on her finger.

Euneya stared plainly at the water.

He slipped the ring out of her finger and pitched it somewhere far where her eyes couldn't reach even if she tried.

The ring sank in the water, creating vibrating waves and shaking the sunny reflection as it danced across his skin, and hers.

"Don't do it again." Kaiba gritted furiously.

Euneya breathed, "I won't." She promised.

He glared, "Did you mean it?"

"Yea I did." She met his eyes evenly. "Each word."

"Prove it." He prompted.

Her gaze faltered from his demanding one.

Kaiba approached her. "Prove to me you can!" He had to know.

Euneya turned to face him. She reached down gently to grasp his hand. Taking his long beautiful fingers, she brushed her fingers against the surface of his palm and brought it to her beating heart.

"This is mine." It beat fast. His eyes widened at the pace.

Euneya pushed his palm against his own chest. "This is yours." Her eyes watered. We mature differently, Kaiba.

Kaiba coldly regarded her.

"I promised you," She whispered inaudibly, his breath hung on to each word, "I'll work hard. I'll prove it to you soon."

Stubborn, unconvinced, he slipped his hand out of her grasp. Kaiba moved back and stormed out of the area. He needed more than vocal promises.

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~ Character "dialogue" purposely contain ungrammatical, unprofessional conveyance, this is mainly to sharpen character personification. I hope it's not too distracting as it will continue in the future chapters, sorry again, for any overlooked grammatical errors and typos. The last portion where Kaiba is demanding her to 'prove' herself, he insists she has to get over Joey soon and get a grip. Euneya believes he is stronger and is able to heal quickly compared to herself: 'We mature differently.'

~ Review answer: The reason Anzu called Euneya her 'sister' when she confronted Joey in the previous chapter 13 - thinking along the lines of family/friend relationship and what seemed more important to Anzu -- which was family. So defending her 'sister' felt more realistic and captivating.

~ Thank you for the continuous support readers and reviewers, please continue enjoying! The forthcoming chapter is 15: Battle Of The Heart And Mind, mainly monitored in Kaiba's P.O.V.