Notes: I'd like to thank EVERYONE who's been reviewing! I know I'm not the only one whose face lights up when I see that my fan fiction has been reviewed!

I've changed the plot of this story because I felt that it was heading in a different direction but I might still choose to make a separate story about the previous plot. I'm keeping the name though, because I think it's fitting. Please let me know what you think! Enjoy!

CH 3 Bonfires

Evening had already fallen when the group was finally back together. Someone had come up with the bright idea, probably Joey, that they should gather twigs and built up a bonfire on the sand.

So the group had trekked around the beach and come up with a handful of pitiful twigs that couldn't even begin to resemble a bonfire. Tea and Mai had teamed up and come up with just a few sticks as they had been chatting the entire time, and the only other group who'd gotten less was Set's group because Mokuba had tagged along wit him and Joey. But he had been much unwanted and Seto had been bickering with Mokuba, as siblings do, while Joey had been left to collect firewood and he was NOT known for his woodsman prowess…which explained the measly pile of wood they brought back as well.

The other couples managed to bring a bit more firewood back but it still wasn't enough to start a fire so Yami proposed that he light the fire with his dark magic. This caused a giggle from Yuugi, who was sitting in his lap.

"You light my fire," Yuugi whispered in Yami's ear, who chuckled quietly and grabbed Yuugi's waist where no one could see. Yuugi relaxed in Yami's embrace and snuggled against him.

Everyone else in the group seemed fine with the idea so Yami closed his eyes, comforted by his Hikari's presence, and formed a fire, black as night, in his mind. Transferring it to reality was the tricky part because right now, the fire was in his soul room. Yami grabbed the smoking tendrils that seemed to be reaching for the light and suddenly pulled with his mind. He exhaled and blew out smoke.

Suddenly the firewood the group had gathered burst into bright, orange flame and the heat washed over them. All sighed in contentment, and visibly relaxed. Most could be seen drinking in the warmth of being with friends and the fire alike in the arms of their loved one, and all was calm.

Yet, one sat with this group and felt restless and bored.

Mokuba shifted positions again and tried to get comfortable. But this was getting increasingly difficult as he felt surprisingly frustrated, looking at his older friends as they spoke a secret language that only those in love seemed to understand.

I don't understand why I can't feel the same way they do, Mokuba thought, annoyed. But his mood darkened as his discomfort worsened and finally he decided:

If I can't enjoy this boring silence, he thought, then no one can!

The romantic mood was ended abruptly when Mokuba spoke up in an extremely loud voice, as if purposely shattering this perfect illusion created by the fire and the couples' love for each other.

"Let's do something fun!" Mokuba called and ended the last of the reverie with his suggestion.

"I say we all play a game!" Mokuba thought a minute and said, "Let's play Hide-and-Seek! But let's not play the normal way, let's spice things up!"

When everyone began a refusal, Mokuba put on a hopeful face and said:

"It's the only game I ever learned to play before the other kids starting hating me…"

Oblivious as ever, Joey took the bait:

"What are you talking about, Mokuba? Why would other kids hate you?"

"Because Seto became famous and the other kids starting treating me differently…"

At this point, Seto began to feel guilty and so agreed to play while giving the rest of the group the evil eye, so that they joined as well.

As they couples began talking amongst themselves about how to make the game more interesting, no one noticed the dark smile that turned up Mokuba's lips.