Yugi quickly sets up the game board.. mat.. what ever it's called. I don't often play this way, you know. With all my 'high-tech' equipment.

I check my pocket. Well, what do you know, I leave everything at home except for my deck. Actually, that doesn't surprise me.

Yugi looks up at me. "Uhm.. you wanna duel me or Yami?" He asks curiously, probably still unsure after my loss to Yami. You know, it's not as big a deal as everyone makes it out to be. I've gotten over it, why haven't they, or maybe they just don't now that I have.

"It doesn't matter." I reply bluntly, something else catching my attention. A person just entering the shop. Urgh.. great.. the mutt, and some new girl? His girlfriend perhaps.

Yugi smiles brightly. "Hello, Jou-kun. June-chan. What brings you here?"

"Just comin' over for a visit, ya know. To hang out a little."

June? Where have I heard that name before, it sounds vaguely familiar. Hell, why does it matter to me?

This June girl smiles. I quirk a brow. Everything she's wearing, and including her own natural features gives off some sort of summery like feeling. Her hair is a red auburn color, her eyes are similar to the Mutt's. Honey-hued brown. She wears a sort of dim orangish shirt, with mahogany sleeves that reach her elbows and show off a lot of her shoulders, her shirt revealing her stomach more than slightly. Faded jeans that are shorter than mid-thigh, and cling to her hips revealing some of her waist.

The hell?! The only other person I know who wears clothes like that in this weather would be that other girl. Angel was her name? No, they called her Angie. Despite how interesting that girl was with her personality was, her interest in clothes was slightly off.

She didn't care what was in style, as long as it was comfortable and looked good on her. I swear, if she felt like it, she'd wear a tank top, or even a tube top, and water shorts on the coldest winter day. And wear jeans, a long sleeve shirt and a sweatshirt or a jacket during the hottest day in summer.

Don't get me wrong, she's a pretty neat girl, but I still prefer Yami. Actually, she's one of the ones who gave me a small nudge in seeing my actual feelings.. small nudge? Who am I trying to kid, she practically shoved me to the door of my little hiding place, and kicked me out into reality.

I look up to see Yami glance at me. I again quirk a brow, then turn slightly to see that dog staring at me.

"Soo.. eh.. what's HE doing here, exactly?" The mutt asking in a rather accusing voice, though I'm not quite sure what I'm being accused for.

"Waiting for his driver to pick him up." Yami stepped in. I stare at him, not letting anyone see my surprise. Did Yami just defend me?

I'm so pathetic. Some times I just can't help but hope that maybe he really does have feelings for me too.

"You guys getting ready for a duel?" The girl asks, noticing the set up.

"Yeah, uhm.." Yugi thinks a moment, I wonder about what. "Kaiba was just about to duel Yami just to pass time." Oh. He was still deciding on whether him or Yami.

I think Yugi was the better choice, me dueling Yami? I wouldn't last long being so distracted.

I walk over and sit down in the chair, waiting for Yami to do the same, he does so.

(Not good with duels so will skip to the middle of it.)

I was winning by a hair, but I'm sure if we were to actually finish, he would of won, I can see it, he had everything planned out. Of course, we didn't finish. I was about to make another move when suddenly music started playing. Both Yami and I look over to see June had turned on the radio and some upbeat song was playing.

She started to bob her head back and forth, then she pulled Jou away from the counter and both started dancing wildly. And by wildly I don't mean erotically, I mean they're bobbing their heads and jumping around like a bunch of insane weirdoes.

Yami chuckled as Yugi burst out laughing. Mr. Mouto watched in amusement. He whispered something to Yami which caused Yami's eyes to widen, I wondered what was going on. Yami started shaking his head furiously.

Yugi laughed more, then started to dance along with them.

Solomon seemed to be trying to coax Yami into something. Finally, Yami gave up and stood. I watched him, he held his hand out to me.

I stared at him questioningly. "C'mon."

I still don't get, of course, I made the mistake of putting my hand in his while still thinking of what he was doing. When I finally put the pieces together he was already dragging me across the floor with the others.

Now I'm trying to pull back, but he won't let go. Does he even notice I'm struggling? He turns around to look at me and I hold still, like I had just come face to face with a cobra.

He moves closer to me, he wants to tell me something? Or ask me something maybe? I see, the music is too loud.

"Is something wrong?" I shake my head no. "I know you're not used to doing this kind of thing, but it's fun, just give it a try." He let's go of my hand and starts dancing next to his hikari.

I gawk at him. I've never seen him act so.. so.. so undignified and.. and.. is immature a good word for this situation? I don't have much more time to stare as that girl pulls me out of my thinking and starts dancing in front me.

Of course, Gozaburo had only taught me formal dancing so quite frankly. I have NO IDEA what to do. And don't gimme that whole 'you just gotta listen to the music and move to the groove' bit. Cuz to a lot of people, it DOESN'T work.

Out of the corner of my eye I see Yugi pointing to me, and Yami glancing at me. He then walks over, and turns me around to face him. "You've really never done anything like this before?"

I shake my head no. "And you have no idea of what to do."

I roll my eyes and shake my head no again. "Do you want some one to show you?"

Now I don't know what to answer, if some one shows me, I want it to be you, but that would be awkward to ask. I know exactly what to answer. "Why bother? I'll be leaving soon anyways, remember." I remind him.

I'm caught off guard at his sudden change of expression. He had looked so concerned a minute before, now he looks like he was just put down. I feel rather bad. He just offered me a chance to dance with him, which is what I want the most right now, and I just sort of shoved the offer back in his face.

That's when I notice the limo pulling up. "Well.. uhm.. my rides here, so I'll be leaving." I walk to the door and exit.

Ok, it looks as if I'm going to get wet anyways. I'm standing under the canopy, but it's a good yard away to get to the limo, and it's coming down hard.

I sigh deeply and take a step out from under the canopy, my eyes closed, expecting to get soaked in the rain, when nothing happens I open my eyes. I'm still dry. I look up to see an umbrella over my head.

I turn to see Yami standing behind me. "Wouldn't want you to get wet and get sick now.." He says in a semi-teasing tone. I hide my blush, even if he's only teasing, I can't help it.

He walks me to my limo and opens the door for me and holds my hand until I'm inside. Now I'm baffled. He's acting like some sort of chaperone. "Something wrong?" He asks.

"Why are you acting strangely?" I ask back. He shrugs. "You know, I don't like being teased." I snap at him, not really in a angry way, just sort of half annoyed.

"I know you don't. But it's like a teenagers instincts to tease people." I quirk a brow.

"Aren't you usually more mature than that?" I inquire still a little confused. He laughs and I'm baffled again. "What's so funny??"

"You're right. I am usually more mature than that. But after all the dancing, I'm a little hyper I suppose." Yeah, well. For a hyper person, you sure are self-contained. "Anyways, you better get going. I'll see you Monday, or sooner if I get lucky." He closes the door and backs away, the driver shifting the car and driving off on call.

I would yell at him considering I still wanted to ask Yami something, but it's too late and I don't feel like yelling after all that. But it's still getting at me. What did he mean by if he got lucky he'd see me sooner than Monday? Was he being sarcastic?

Did Solomon tell him something? No, he promised he wouldn't and I believe I can trust him. Never mind.

We're now pulling into my driveway, and I realize I'm going to get wet anyways.. again. That's when my foot stumbles on something on the floor. I look down and pick it up. Yami's umbrella? I didn't even see him close it and put it in here.

Why did he leave it? That would just mean he got wet our in that cold rain. The driver opens the door and I step out with the umbrella over my head. I guess, I'll be returning this to him when I get the chance.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~ (Yami's POV) Meanwhile at the game shop. I walk back in soaked.

Jou laughs, "Wow, so your hair actually doesn't stick up when wet!" June giggles, I roll my eyes.

"Yami, what happened to your umbrella?" Yugi asks concerned.

I shrug. "Seto didn't have one so I let him borrow mine."

"Well, you're soaked, so you better get your butt upstairs and take a warm shower before you catch a cold." Grandfather Mouto states, eying me. I nod and head upstairs, he chuckles.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~ (Seto's POV) Mokuba's asleep on the couch, the TV on. It's light illuminating his delicate features. I smile. Mokuba always makes me smile. I head upstairs, but not before I give him a light peck on the cheek, making sure not to wake him.

Once I'm upstairs, I place Yami's umbrella near the door, once I let go it falls over. I probably didn't balance it to well.

I pick it up and notice the small scrunched up features. My curiosity gets the best of me so I open it, I stare at it. Where did he get this?? It's.. quite amazing for an umbrella..

On it was the image of two dragons, one black the other white, they were making the yin and yang symbol. The background behind them was a mixture of different shades of blue and purple swirling together, a moon and stars on one side, and the sun and a few clouds on the other.

I close it and set it where it won't fall over and yet in a place where I'll be able to see it so that I don't forget it.

I walk towards the other side of my room. I stand between my bed and my computer. I stick my tongue out at the computer. Too tired to work, plus the matter of too much to think about.

I take a quick shower and dry myself off, dressing in some comfortable pajamas.

I jump on the bed, and snuggle up in the covers. I feel kinda stupid.. 'snuggling'. But it feels so good. Hey, I may be a cold, bratty, workaholic, rich jerk, but I'm still 16. Right now, I'm tangled in the blankets.. really. I'm stuck, but I don't care, it's warm and comfortable. I hug my largest and softest pillow, burying my face into. This so doesn't seem like me, but like I said, I don't care. It feels nice, and no ones watching so it doesn't matter. I least, I thought no one was watching.

I finally calm down and just rest there, right now lying on top the plush large pillow and still tangled in the blankets. I fall into a peaceful sleep, entering into a place where I don't have to worry.

I wake up suddenly, there's a click and a flash. I turn around, not to easily with all the blankets and see Mokuba there, grinning impishly, while trying to hide a camera behind his back, and might I add, not to well.

"Mokuba! You didn't-"

"Oh, yeah. I did! And you know what!"

"No! You wouldn't!"

"Oh, but I would."

"You wouldn't.."

"I would.."

"You wouldn't............"

"What, are you new??"

My mouth drops open. I know, it's like we can read each others minds, and if you're wondering, he's planning on showing that picture to people.

He runs out of the room. And I'm about to chase after him, of course, I forgot I was tangled in the blankets and fell back over on the bed, he takes another picture and bursts out. After getting untangle, I chase after him. "Mokuba, get back here!"

"No way!!"

I corner him. Ha. "I've got you now."

"Noo!! You can't take away my beautiful camera!!" I acts out melodramatically. I roll my eyes and he laughs, sticking his tongue out at me. I stick my tongue out at him and there's another click and a flash and I yelp. "MOKUBA!"

And there he goes, running off, and here I go, chasing after him.. again. It's actually rather fun. Until we both come to a sudden halt to the strictest maid in the household. The one I just can't seem to fire, the one who's always worked for Gozaburo. She glares at us, well.. mostly me.

I hear Mokuba click a button, the film is rewinding, apparently he was at the end. It stops rewinding and he pulls it out.

"Ms. Kowatori, would you mind getting this developed for me, pleeeeaaaaasssssssseeeee????"

She looks down at my brother and smiles. I gape at the sight. Not that's just not fair. Despite my cold demeanor, in this mansion is a completely different subject. I can be a normal teen, and I'm actually sort of semi- afraid of some one. Particularly that maid.

"Of course, Mokuba, gladly." She takes the film and glares at me before walking off.

Mokuba sticks his tongue at me and growl. Then snatch him up into my arms, he yelps as I carry him off to my bedroom, I would take him to his own, but my bed is bigger, so it's easier to wrestle.

Mokuba loves to wrestle, most likely because, despite my efforts, I lose to the slippery little ebony haired boy. He laughs as I tickle him on the way there, and drop him on the bed, then pounce on him, but he slips out from under.

After about an hour of wrestling, I'm lying in the blankets and he's lying on top of me. Both of us to tired to move, he, once again, has beaten me. But it's still fun to try, and no, I don't let him win, he's better at moving around on a bed than I am, he's smaller so it's easier for him to get around, and I don't think I have a third reason.

"Hey, Seto?"

"Hm?"

"Wanna know what other pictures I got?"

I lift myself up on my elbows to stare at my brother who stares back at me. "Alright."

"Weeellll.. I got one of you sleeping at your computer desk, about four of you snuggled up in bed, two of you eating in the kitchen, I think I only have on of you swimming, a whole bunch of you in different pajamas, and that one I took when you were actually wearing shorts and that sleeveless shirt, and then another of you wearing the same thing, except I put the baseball cap on you, remember?"

I nod, and tackle him, beginning to tickle him. "You better not show those to anyone." I smile at him as he wriggles around laughing. After that I get up. "Alright, I've got to get some stuff done so I guess play times over."

"Aww.." Mokuba pouts playfully and runs back to his room, while I get dressed in my usual attire. I sit at my desk and turn on the computer, as soon as everything loads I begin typing away, checking everything, typing up a few documents, saving a few things and such.

After that, I don't know what to do, I had gotten a lot of work done Thursday so that I could have a break. I groaned, Is till had to pick out a gift for you know who, because of the stupid gift exchange.

There were a bunch of rumors going around about who had gotten who. I really shouldn't care, but I wonder who had gotten me, or if they wished they had gotten some one else.

Now what would I get him.. that's kinda hard.. they said not to be too expensive so others wouldn't feel bad, but that doesn't necessarily mean to be cheap. And I know nothing about what Yami likes save for Duel Monsters, winning, his friends and that's it.

Wow, aren't I a great secret admirer, I don't even know his favorite color or food. Actually I don't even know if he really likes winning that much, I mean, I'm sure he doesn't like losing, but I doubt it's not that big a deal to him as long as the stakes aren't set too high.

I'm still at a loss, and despite the little I know of what Yami DOES like, I hardly know what he DOESN'T like. Oi vey. I need serious help. Well, maybe I should just be thankful I'm not in a depressed mood. Though it's hard too be, when your crush practically asks you to dance with him, and your little brother just gave you one of the best mornings ever.

Oh well, I'll deal with that later I suppose.

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Not as depressing or.. I dunno.. sad as the first two chapters. I needed to lighten it up for a moment, plus I was on sugar high from soda. Anyways. Hope you enjoy. And to those who reviewed, thanks!