Akio the Dragon Master- We MUST hang out this summer! (punches fist in the air, then gets unexpectedly dizzy) After I got home, I slept for 15 hours straight, so I know what you mean. Thanks for pointing out the spelling mistake. I found another—seperated instead of separated. I'll fix 'em. I also spelled curiosity wrong.

Leona Saclat- … Okay.

DarkAngel4u- S'okay. Thanks for reviewing now. I really appreciate all of the feedback I get from people. Thanks for your commenting about Bakura. I guess I really got him in character.

Silver Fantasy- That's why I wrote it. :) People need to pay a lot more attention to her! Really!

"Iiiiiiiiiiit's lunch time!" Joey announced. "My favorite time of the day! Besides dinner and breakfast and snacking, of course. Time to chow down!"

"Be careful Joey!" Tea warned laughingly. "You're going to explode if you eat too much!"

"How on Earth do you manage to stay so skinny?" Tristan teased, poking Joey in the ribs.

The lunch room was alive with the laughter and chatter of the whole school.

Joey looked up at him, his mouth full of lettuce and some kind of dripping meat. "How do you stay so skinny, Tristan?" Joey said, except nobody could understand him due to the large amount of food blocking the way of the words.

Miho stared at her food blandly. Seto Kaiba was giving her a look that indicated that he wanted her to come and sit by him. She wanted to, but she had actually walked with Bakura to lunch. It had been strange, talking with Otagawa. The guy was really quite animated. And so when Otagawa stopped at the door of D-hall, Miho stopped too. And when Bakura emerged and Otagawa started walking again, Miho walked too.

…And when Bakura started talking to Otagawa, Miho had talked, too, until it was like a three-way conversation. Including Bakura.

Including Bakura.

"Ryou promised to bring me home some new CDs," Bakura was telling Otagawa.

"Will they be ones that will get us in trouble?"

"Oh, like Ryou listens to unedited Eminem," Miho teased. "He flinches when he's even near one of those CDs. It's actually really funny."

Bakura nodded. "Yeah, it is."

Now, Bakura was staring at her. Miho had this prickly, unsettling feeling inside her stomach. She was across from Bakura. On his right was Otagawa, who sat next to Joey, who sat next to Hanasaki. On Miho's right was Tea, who sat next to Tristan, who sat next to Duke. So the gang was all there, except for those who weren't there. .

Seto stood up with his tray and came over and sat next to her on her left. Miho scarcely breathed.

"Hi," he said breathlessly. Miho just nodded shyly.

Bakura shifted his gaze—those glassy, glassy eyes!—towards Seto Kaiba.

"I'm still going to kill you," he warned.

"I'm still going to sue you," was the reply.

Joey growled. "Get out of here, Kaiba. You're not welcome here."

"Shut up, mutt. I can sit where I like." As if to prove his point, Seto stabbed at his rubbery, school-bought chicken with a spork and brought it to his lips.

Tea looked at Miho questioningly. Miho shrugged and starting eating her own food.

Bakura stood up and left. His hands were jammed in his pockets as he skulked moodily towards the entrance to the hallway.

"Hey, Bakura!" Otagawa complained. "Come back! They have cake today!"

"They have cake every Friday," Bakura muttered in reply.

"Do they? I hadn't noticed." Like a good lackey, Otagawa stood up and followed Bakura.

Miho's head swirled.

The table was kind of quiet, so Seto took it upon himself to start up a conversation. "So, mutt, how have our lessons been for you? I bet it reminds you of when you took 8th grade for the 5th time, huh?"

"I'm not listening to you Kaiba…"

"Then how do you know that I'm talking to you?" Kaiba sneered. Joey was about to fly at him, but Tea held up both her hands imploringly, and Tristan gave Joey a disgusted look, so he sighed unhappily and sunk back into his seat.

Miho rested her hand on Seto's arm and looked at him pleadingly. He nodded. He didn't bother Joey for the rest of the lunch hour. Tea looked at Miho strangely, her eyes going from her friend's hand to the blush on Seto's face. She was absolutely bewildered by the rouge color on the stolid C.E.O.'s face. Maybe it was a trick of the light that made it look red?

There's no way that they're… she thought. But then again, stranger things had happened. Like the Pudding Incident. Or the third biannual waffle war.

Tea tapped her friend on the shoulder. "Miho, I need to talk to you." Miho blushed.

As if Miho was in Fate's good graces, the bell rang just then.