AlexJai: Hey! Sorry it's been so long. I've been piled on with essays and basketball. Now basketball is officially over and I even won offensive MVP and Co-MVP on my team! Yay . . .anywho, I'm more exited about the reviews I got. I was thinking my first story was not going to do this well. And now here is the third chappie.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Yugioh.

Saturday arrived all too quickly. I was busy fixing myself in the mirror when the door banged open and swiftly after familiar arms wrapped around my torso from behind.

"Mokuba, what did I tell you about knocking?" I chastised, looking at my younger brother's grown face in the mirror. His cheekbones weren't as strong as mine but they were still nicely defined, as well as his jaw line. He was twenty years old and fortunately grew to a pleasing height of 5'10". Though, he was still four inches shorter than I was.

"Sorry, Seto. I just had an URGENT question," he replied, letting go of me.

I turned around and waited.

"Tonight, while you're on your rendezvous, can I invite a friend over?" he asked with pleading eyes that still worked their magic on me.

I shrugged my shoulders and responded, "Mokuba, you're twenty. You don't need my permission anymore as long as it's only one person." Warm lean arms wrapped around me once again and I gladly hugged him back.

"Who are you inviting over?" I interrogated, grabbing my wallet.

"It's a secret!" he shouted, jubilantly running out of my room.

THE DATE

Here I was, swirling my straw in my water, listening to Leiko describe her life story.

" . . . And I didn't know what to do! She just kept talking and talking and I couldn't tell her to be quiet because she was my brother's fiancée. Have you ever been in that situation?"

"I'm in one right now," I grumbled, but she just continued, obviously not hearing what I said. You would think she'd be more interested in the richest and handsomest man in Japan.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, I paid the bill and called my driver.

"Well I had fun!" Leiko commented outside the restaurant.

When I didn't reply, she gave a coy smile. I stood trying to busy myself by looking for my limousine. As if in slow motion, I saw Leiko from the corner of my eye stand up on her tip toes, her eyes closed and lips puckered. It was the most awful sight I had ever seen. Since I didn't want to bruise her feelings too much (kind ol' me), I resulted in quickly turning my face to the side, bracing myself for the horrid feeling of glossed lips sticking to my cheek.

"Oh!" Leiko exclaimed, surprised yet disappointed.

I just cleared my throat and thankfully spotted my limousine. "Well, I better be going. I had a nice time."

"Yeah," she replied, smiling again. "We should do this again!"

Before she asked for a hug, I strode off, almost at a run. I opened the limo door and landed inside the sanctuary. A glance out the window told me Leiko was enthusiastically waving goodbye.

Yes, goodbye to you too.

AT THE MANSION

Once I stepped inside the house, I let out a huge sigh and leaned against the wall. This night was almost as torturous as those long business meetings.

"He's home," I heard a stifled laughter from the family room.

Curious, I walked through the foyer into the inhabited room. What met my eyes was the last thing I expected, and wanted to see.

"Nice of you to come home so early," a smug Yami greeted his eyes as confident as usual.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked, holding back malice. I didn't need him to criticize me about my date right now.

"Oh, just having a friendly game of chess with your lovely brother," he answered, moving his black queen. "Checkmate."

"Awe," Mokuba frowned, but all too soon he jumped out of his chair and gave me a hug. "Seto! We had so much fun watching you on your date!"

"WHAT?" I asked dumbstruck. Mokuba released me and the biggest grin was plastered onto that youthful face of his. My gaze turned to Yami, who was busy rearranging the chess pieces. However, I could see that amused smirk on his face from across the room.

"My, didn't you have fun on your date." Yami commented, finally looking up at me with those amethyst eyes.

I just glared back at him, a sneer on my face.

Mokuba must have sense the strong tension, so he tried to break it with, "Well, I better to go to bed. I am dead-tired."

Not helping the tension at all, Mokuba left the room feigning sleepiness.

I just continued to glare at the other man as he returned to the chessboard. How dare he watch my date with my younger brother as if it was some sitcom that was created for their amusement? I did not want my brother to take any part in me trying to find a spouse. I do not want him to worry about the situation. And the thought of him and Yami watching . . . laughing. Laughing! This is supposed to be a serious matter.

While all these thoughts were racing through my mind, Yami calmly placed the last piece where it belonged.

"Would you care to join me in a relaxing game of chess?" he offered, once again looking at me with challenging eyes.

I just wanted to wipe that cocky look off his face, so of course I strode over and plotted in the seat across from him. As I was the white pieces, I reached out and moved my queen's pawn two spaces forward; the whole time my stare was fixed on him.

Yami began to speak, "The date really -"

"Why did you let my brother watch?" I interrupted.

He was silent for a moment as he moved his own pawn. "You're brother called me this morning and asked me to come over. He wanted to watch the date as well."

"You should have asked me first," I replied, releasing my knight.

I heard Yami sigh and he asked, "Don't you understand?"

At this question, I looked up into his eyes that showed something different; they showed pity. No one has ever shown pity towards me before.

I looked away and he continued, "Your brother did not want to watch the whole ordeal so he could laugh and make fun of you. He did it because he loves you . . . because he cares. He wants you to find a woman who will actually make you happy. And I figured that he was the only one who truly knows what you are like when you're happy. So don't think badly of him; he just wants to help you since you were always the one helping him."

I couldn't respond to these words, so I just looked down at the pieces. I was not expecting him to say that, but now that he did, I wasn't angry anymore. A soft hand landed on my own and a strange spark jolted up my arm and all the way down my spine. When I peered upwards, his magnetic eyes held sincerity.

"Besides," he softly spoke, "We came to the conclusion that Leiko is not right for you."

I began to laugh at his obvious statement of words. "By the look in your eyes, I thought you were going to say some sort of revelation that I didn't already know."

A genuine smile encountered Yami's lips and he retreated his hand. I strangely felt a little disappointed at the sudden loss.

"That was the first time I've heard you laugh, and according to Mokuba, probably the last time," Yami added, moving another one of his pawns.

I had stopped laughing but that last comment made me realize that he was right. I did rarely laugh, yet I did so in front of Yami, the one who seems to always get under my skin and annoy me like no one else does. Now that I think of it, why does he get under my skin?

"On another subject," I said moving out my bishop, "How do you think I did tonight?"

"Well, amazingly enough, you survived through the whole thing and you didn't make her cry. I would say that is a huge improvement."

I small satisfaction came to me from the compliment.

He moved one of his pieces.

"But?" I asked, knowing he would have a downside.

"But, you didn't even listen to her. The whole time you were focused more on your drink and food."

"It's hard to listen when she has nothing interesting to say," I justified.

"And that's where your problem is," Yami exclaimed. "You don't ever think anyone else is interesting."

"That is not my problem. It's their problem if every single one of them is the same."

"In that case, you need to go on a date with someone who is different."

"Yes."

"Alright, let's make a deal," Yami suggested. "If you win, you'll get that date with someone different. However, if I win, you have to go on another date with Leiko and try to find something that's different about her."

I thought about this proposition while moving one of my pieces. I figured either way I'll win, so I might as well make it more exciting.

"You have yourself a deal."

After I said this, Yami held up his hand waiting for me to shake it. I stared at it for a couple seconds and he raised an eyebrow. I finally reached out and shook it, that same jolt rushing through me.

"Good," Yami smiled letting go.

We continued our game for another forty minutes before we were both down to six pieces on the board. It was my turn and I couldn't help but think that Yami was a much better chess player than I thought. I wasn't sure what move to make next.

"We don't have all night," Yami smirked.

Finally deciding, I moved my white queen and endangered his black king, "Check," I said smirking back at him then looking at the clock on the DVD player. "It's only 10:40."

Yet, while I was looking away I did not notice the guilty look that crossed Yami's face.

He ended up blocking my check his own queen. After studying the board, I had an ending strategy in mind. I moved my rook and put his king in check again. He moved his king over and I roughly grabbed my queen and proudly announced, "Checkmate."

"You must really hate her," Yami frowned at the loss.

"That, or I'm just a better chess player," I smugly grinned.

Yami looked at me and returned the favor, "Maybe."

"And the deal is still on," I reminded.

"Alright. You'll have a date with Hisa Oshiro next Saturday." He stood up and stretched, bringing his arms over his head.

I stood up myself and led Yami to the front door. He grabbed his black overcoat and slipped it on.

"Next Saturday morning I will stop by to help you prepare. So please, don't sleep in the nude that day." As he was walking away on the porch, he looked over his shoulder to give me a sly wink.

TO BE CONTINUED . . .

I hope you liked it. There will be more "stuff" in the next chapter as Kaiba begins to assess some things about Yami. Please review!