A/N: I don't own Yugioh---never will either. I advise you to take this as a warning^_^:

This is a boring chapter because I ran out of ideas^_^ Also, special thanks to:

Celestra

Yamato795

C.M Aeris Queen of Insanity

Thank you! Now I know the name's La Jinn, not Ji

Yami: Ji?!

YK: Er…anyway, please read andR&R!

Discoveries

Reality slowly came into focus as Yami's eyes fluttered open. The warming sunset cast a fiery glow upon the room, sending great splashes of red and orange dancing on the walls.

"Where am I?" Yami asked groggily, surveying her vicinity. Her jaw dropped open when she saw Seto fast asleep beside her.

Startled, Yami threw over the covers and sighed with relief when she found that she was still dressed.

'Whew!' Yami glanced at the slumbering Kaiba. 'I thought he would have done something to me.'

The tri-colored hair girl stared at Seto for a little longer. 'He does look kind of cute…I wonder---Stop this!' she berated herself harshly. 'Seto is your archenemy! Besides, you're a male cursed in a female body, so cut it out!'

Yami crawled out of the king-sized bed when a hand suddenly grabbed hers. She was ready to attack when she saw that it was Seto, and faintly blushed.

"Where are you going?" the CEO asked, his cold voice shattering the brittle air.

"Where I go is none of your concern," Yami replied with equal tone of voice as she pulled her hand away.

Seto moved himself to an upright position and stared straight into Yami's eyes, as if attempting to read her thoughts. Yami stared right back, eyes unblinking, sending dark, cold waves that could have cracked ice.

Silence reigned for what seemed like eternity until Seto broke his gazed and shifted his glance toward the setting sun. The sky was streaked with ribbons of red, orange, and magenta. An exultation of larks claimed the beautiful setting, mellifluous notes escaping their beaks.

"I assume you'll be going back home, ne?" Seto words echoed through the room as he continued to watch the outside world.

Yami made no reply, but Seto knew he was right. Even with his back turned, the young billionaire could sense Yami exit the room, foot pounding against the heavy carpets and the sound of a door opening and closing.

Seto sighed, allowing the lament to escape. Even though he was tough and serious on the outside, he was lonely and broken on the inside. He always felt like he was missing something. Sure, he has all the money in the world, but his life was like puzzle, incomplete of one piece.

Now, he knew what it was. Love. That was the last piece of the puzzle. He knew that Mokuba loved him, but that was just brotherly-love. It was something different…something alien to him…a sensation that he wasn't quite sure whether to accept of discard.

"Yami, you have once again ensnarled me in your trap," Seto whispered. "You truly are the king of games---even achieving the game of love."

Yami promenaded down the deserted street to the game shop. Inside, she tried to organize his sea of emotions. How did she feel towards the brown-haired boy? For one thing, she felt a strange yet warm sensation just being near him. But this feeling…it was different from what she felt towards his Aibou. Sure, she loved Yugi with all her heart and trusted her life with him. But this fell into a different category, one she couldn't seem to place.

Yami shrugged off her confusing ordeal and allowed her foot to take her back home. The game shop was unusually dark for the night; usually Sugoroku's barking for Yugi to clean the store could be heard miles away.

"Grandpa! Aibou! I'm home!" Yami knocked on the backdoor that led to the inhabitant part of the shop. Who no one answered, Yami decided to take matters into her own hands and rammed the door down.

Discovering a note nailed to the kitchen wall, Yami read in the luminous sunlight:

'Dear Yami,

We are currently on a business trip to America. We were going to call you, but Seto seems to have an unlisted number. By the way, did you have fun?

P.S. Take care of yourself and the shop. And if you rammed the door down, fix it!

Love,

Sugoroku and Yugi'

Yami sweat dropped at the postscript, or at least the last sentence, and set about trying to renovate the door. When she finished, the entrance looked slightly…awkward, but no one dared to say anything for fear of offending the game master.

The next morning, Yami woke to the soft rays of sunshine beaming down on her face. A black sat perched on a branch, attempting to sing. Miraculously, it managed to crook out three pure notes.

The girl changed into her leather attire and strolled downstairs to open the shop.

Hours later, Yami was perched on a stool, her head on the cash register. Business wasn't going so well, and she had being sitting there forever.

Suddenly, the sound of bells snapped her out of her boredom. Yami's instantly came to attentions and recited the greeting Sugoroku forced her to say.

"Hi! Welcome to the Turtle Game Shop. Here you can buy---" Yami stopped short when she realized that the customer was none other than…Seto Kaiba!

"What do you want, Seto?" Yami growled, although she was secretly happy seeing him.

"What do you think?" Seto shot back. "I'm here to improve my deck. Now, show me some new cards."

Yami glared, detesting the fact that she was being ordered around, but duty calls. The girl led Seto over to a display case and unlocked the box with a key.

"These were just imported from Industrial Illusions. They're $10.00 a pack." Yami's voice was woven with monotone as she gestured at the stacks of dueling cards.

Seto nonchalantly picked up a few and paid. In truth, he didn't really need to improve his deck, but only to see Yami again.

"Yami, you may have beaten me at Dual Monsters, but I can win you at any other game." Seto shot Yami a challenging gaze.

"What are you inquiring, Seto?" Yami asked suspiciously, sensing competition.

"Why don't we play a game of chess? Meet me at Angelo Park today at four."

With that, Seto exited the shop, his coat flowing behind him. Yami was left dumbfounded, hands still on the cash register.

Meanwhile, unknown to anyone, a certain navy-haired boy was sitting at his desk, conspiring a plan.

"Why did that girl leave this morning?" he thought. "Oh well. I have an idea that'll get them together for good."

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YK: Who's the mysterious boy that's 'helping' Seto and Yami with their love lives? Ok, it's Mokuba if you didn't already know. But what is his plan? Sorry if this chapter's a bit boring, but I ran out of ideas.

Kero: R&R please!