As they walked through the parking lot, Seto was the first to break the ominous silence that hung over them.

"We'll drop off the few books we have with us at my house first," he said. The level of confidence in his voice was such that she didn't dare to contradict.

As they neared the end, he stopped beside a convertible.

"Whoa. . ." she breathed. He smirked. The entire body of the magnificent car gleamed despite the significant lack of sunlight. It was a brilliant shade of emerald green. The seats were smooth and sleek black leather.

"Custom made. It seats four," Seto said with an air of superiority. As they only had the books for their post lunch courses with them, everything fit easily on the floorboard of the backseat.

After they had deposited their textbooks, he seated himself in the driver's seat. Gesturing quickly for Serenity to sit in the passenger's side, he started the car. Not needing to be told twice, she took the seat next to him.

"How long have you had this car?" she asked, awe evident in her voice. And she had thought Mai's car was cool.

"A month or so. Of course, I've had the technology replaced many times since I bought it," he said, maintaining his usual cool and collectedness.

"Wow," she said. He nodded. They drove down the road in silence for a while. Secretly both of them were savoring the time that they sat together, silence or otherwise, but neither dared to admit it. Finally, Seto began to turn into a driveway.

"Is this your house?" Serenity said, her eyes as big as saucers. Seto couldn't help but smile. She really had no idea, did she? However, she didn't see. Her eyes were still glued to the looming mansion.

"Yes, it its. Come on. Get your books," he said, in his regular uninterested tone, despite his feelings.

Serenity followed him up the sidewalk. She had finally taken her eyes off the house, and was watching where she was going. As they stepped up to the door, Seto pulled a card out of his inside pocket. He swiped it down a scanner, and typed in some numbers.

"Come on in," he said, beckoning her inside the huge mahogany double doors. However reluctant, she followed none the less.

"It's around a quarter to four, and Mokuba gets out of school at three. He should be around here somewhere," Seto explained.

"Hey Mokuba!" he shouted. "Come on down!"

"Be right there!" a younger boy's voice called back down the stairs. Sure enough, within moments a short, black haired boy grinned before them.

"Mokuba, this is Serenity. Serenity, this is my younger brother Mokuba," Seto introduced them.

"Well no-duh," said Mokuba. I should know who she is. After all, you-"

"Mokuba, that's enough," he said calmly, but sternly enough to get the point across. "I'm going to go upstairs to change clothes. You stay down here with Serenity. Got it?"

Mokuba nodded. "I sure will," he said in a rather angelic voice. "See you later."

It was Seto's turn to nod. On that final note, Seto disappeared upstairs leaving Mokuba and Serenity to hang out for the next few minutes.

"Okay Serenity! Come with me!" Mokuba said. She followed him into a grand living room. They sat down on a velvet sofa. She noticed a glass blue eyes white dragon statue in the corner.

"You know, I think my brother likes you," Mokuba said.

"Of course he likes me. I wouldn't be here otherwise," she replied, giving him an odd look.

"No, no. I mean he likes you," Mokuba said, drawing out the word 'likes'.

"You mean like . . ." her voice trailed off. Mokuba grinned.

"Yup. He definitely has some kind of a crush on you," Mokuba said. "Don't you think it's obvious?" he said, rolling his eyes. "The way he looks at you, says your name! Everything about this picture absolutely spells it out in bold letters!"

"You really think?" she said.

"I know," said Mokuba. "You know what else? I think you dig him, too!"

"No way!" Serenity said, her cheeks turning a deep scarlet.

"You blushed!" Mokuba said, mischief distinct in his voice.

"Okay fine," Serenity said. "I give up."

"You admit it! You're as bad a pushover as my brother!" Mokuba laughed.

"Promise you won't tell him!" Serenity said.

"But-"

"Promise!"

"Oh fine," Mokuba gave in. "Just one condition. You don't tell him that I told you all this stuff. Deal?"

"Deal," Serenity said. Just as they shook hands, they heard Seto on the stairs.

"Oh!" Mokuba said, moving to the other side of the sofa. Quickly, they staged a convincing conversation about the weather. By the time Seto stood in the doorway, they appeared to have been chatting like they were the whole time.

"Serenity?" Seto asked. As they turned to face him, both were mildly surprised. Seto actually wore something that didn't involve a trench coat. He wore a loose fitting tee-shirt that bore the KaibaCorp logo and a pair of jeans.

"Wow Seto, I didn't know you even owned something like that!" Mokuba exclaimed.

"Now you do. Serenity, would you like to go to the beach?" he asked. Somehow, his voice seemed very uncharacteristic.

"I'd love to," she smiled.

"Okay, then. Mokuba, I'll see you later. I don't know how long we'll be gone. Don't expect me back for dinner tonight," Seto said.

"Got it. See ya," he winked. "Oh yeah, Seto, you sure chose a romantic place." Seto rolled his eyes. Serenity followed suit.

As they walked out to the car (if something that magnificent could actually be called a car) Serenity thought to herself.

'Just maybe, Mokuba could be right . . .'

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A longer chapter! Yay! I was just dying to get to this part of the story. Most of you said that you wanted them to go to the beach, so you got your wish! Read chapter eleven to find out what happens on this little 'outing'. Please review!