"Seto?"

"Mmm, what Mokuba?"

"Can you drop me at the game shop today."

The elder Kaiba looked at his brother with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes," he said slowly. "But why?"

The young boy traced an imaginary line on the table.

"Oh no special reason. It's just that I haven't seen Yugi or Jounouchi in ages."

At the mention of Jounouchi Katsuya, the CEO's upper lip curled noticeably.

"That I count as a fortune beyond measure."

Mokuba shook his head sadly. "Why must you always be so mean to them."

"I'm not being mean to them, just Katsuya." Seto searched quickly for a way to shore up the oncoming argument. "Is Anzu going to be there?"

The young boys face lit up instantly, but then fell again.

"No, she's got a dance recital to practice for."

Seto's eyes widened a fraction and then returned to their normal cool hold. "So the boy WAS experiencing his first crush."

Mokuba started to make his way out through the archway, a faint chuckle started from deep inside him until he turned and faced his brother openly laughing. Clapping his hands like an excited baby, he continued to laugh and smile.

Fearing some strange delirium Seto eyed Mokuba carefully demanding to know, "What?"

"Do bullocks mean when they say moo?" laughed Mokuba.

"Mokuba!"

"Sorry Seto," with all the air of one who wasn't sorry at all. "But you just called Anzu, Anzu."

Seto gave his brother a disbelieving look. "What?"

Mokuba couldn't help it, he continued to laugh. He currently had something that not many could claim.
The upper hand on the Great Seto Kaiba.

"That's her name for crying out loud."

Mokuba struggled to regain control of himself, but failed. "Yes, but you always call her Mazaki."

"I have got to be dreaming, this cannot be going on right now."

"You know what Mokuba, it will be my greatest pleasure to drop you at the game shop."

"I thought you'd see it my way, big brother. Who knows," added the boy wistfully, "Anzu may finish her practice early."

Seto scratched his forehead and ran his hand through his soft brown hair. Picking up his briefcase, he considered the possibility and consequences of Anzu's presence.

"Yeah," he replied ruffling the shaggy mane of his brother, "who knows?"

A small smile tugged at the young boys mouth.

After a painstaking amount of time, Mokuba was finally free of the confines of the car and raced into Yugi's shop. Calling out not to go further, Seto climbed back into the car with a wave and a nod of promise from the young boy.

"Mokuba," exclaimed Solomon Mouto. "A pleasure to see you again."

Peering around the boy, and through the door, Mokuba smiled at Yugi's grandpa.

"Seto's not coming."

"Oh. Well what can we do for you Master Kaiba."

Mokuba laughed, Yugi's grandpa always used such funny terms.

"Is Yugi in?"

"Out the back."

At that moment a huge cry could be heard through the opening door at the back of the shop.

"I can't believe it man, I hadya. I hadya. There's no way….Oh hey Moke, how's it goin'"

"Hey Jou, I take it Yugi trounced ya again."

"Yeah, but I'm tellin' ya, I coulda been, wait wattami sayin' I was a contenda. There's just no way he coulda won without some underhanded trick."

Yugi shook his head smiling. He noticed the far away look on the young boys face as he tried to peer around Yugi.

"Ain't no one here but us chickens today," he said, in answer to the boys unspoken question.

"Oh, is Anzu gonna come later though?"

Jounouchi exchanged glances with Yugi.

"I sure hope she is," he continued unaware of their present scrutiny.

Jou placed a hand on his hip while the other scratched the back of his head, running his tongue down the inside of his cheek, he whispered to Yugi.

"He's startin' a bit young, ain't 'e."

Yugi nodded agreement.

"So!" Jou started, suddenly unsure how to continue. "So you'd like, um ya wanna spend time with Anzu?"

"Yeah," he answered quietly. "She's the best."

"Well I think she said she'd drop by." Continued Yugi.

"When?" Came the quick reply.

"Well I dunno," said Jou. "I don't think she'll be too late finishin'. Anyway I gotta go and meet Mai, catchya."

Mokuba now held a single captive audience. He would have preferred Jou, cos he knew he was experienced, but on second thoughts perhaps Yugi would be better.

"Yugi, can I ask you a question?"

Much the same as Anzu Yugi laughed and replied that he already had. Mokuba rolled his eyes.

"Everyone's a comedian."

Yugi smiled. "What do you want to ask?"

And there we leave it for the moment. Evil aren't I.