Downstairs in one of the more private dinning areas of the mansion dinner was laid on the table. Tristan was sitting next to Téa. On her opposite side sat Joey. On the opposite side all together sat Seto, and Mokoba was out with a friend.

Joey was looking at no one in particular. "You ever wonder what Yug does when he's not seen around all day?"

Téa's fork his the plate with a clatter. It had become common knowledge not to even come near the subject of Yuugi and Yami. When the puzzle had first been solved in an odd triangle the three formed crushes. In the end though it was clear that Yuugi's affections were towards Yami, and vise versa. Téa was a bundle of nerves for sometime after that, and had Tristan not nursed her heart she'd probably still be in the same state.

It was the random kisses to the air. The holding of hands to an illusion, or the simple catching of the other when one was about to fall even if no other physical body was present. Even some of the time they let their conversations slip from their mind out their mouths.

Some where in all the nursing he'd done for Téa, they had formed a bond together. A relationship still wasn't what they could call it, but it was close enough for anyone else's eyes. Tristan took her free hand, squeezed it with a smile.

Seto shot Joey a dirty look. "Mutt is that you are that fucking heartless, or just that fucking stupid?"

Joey made poking motions with his fork. "If I was as you put it fucking heartless I'd never put up with your bull shit." He growled through a sigh. "Téa, I love yah and all like a sister, mater of fact, but you got to deal with some time. The rest of us are on ice keeping that smile on your pretty face."

Before anything else could be said Yuugi had entered the room, and taken a seat next to Seto. "Sorry about my absence today." He blushed. "I'm starved!" Despite the rather open looks at a very different livelier less innocent looking Yuugi he was diving into the plate. Had fork not being proper manors he'd have just gone straight to shoving with his hands, and licking up the rest.

Seto rolled his eyes. "Who fucked you with a stick Yuugi?"

Yuugi could feel his cheeks getting hotter as the blush deepened. "No… No… One." He stuttered it through, keeping his and Yami's love making a secrete.

Joey was pointing the fork again. "And you call me fucking heartless."

"How, about we discuss something else. Perhaps the lovely table arrangement." Tristan suggested seeing two lovers about to have a quarrel, and his own obsession about in tears.

Téa sighed, one hand clutching her pants. "It isn't anyone's fault… Joey is right. I should stop putting everyone on ice, then perhaps I could return equal affections towards Tristan like Seto and Joey do, or even Yuugi and Yami." She was in tears. "But it is just so damn hard."

Yuugi stopped shoving, with a mouth full looking at Téa. He swallowed quickly, forcing down a lump as well. "I'm sorry Téa."

"It isn't your fault either Yuugi. It is no one's but my own." Téa sighed, and returned to eating.

"Confessions of the heart are nice and all, but can we get back to our fucking supper. I'd still like to fuck my mutts brains out some time this evening." Seto smirked at Joey, and then took Téa's example and returned to eating.

Joey caught the smirk. "Only if yah remember the collar and leash." He too was now eating.

At Seto and Joey's conversation: Téa about choked, but managed to swallow. Tristan did choke on air, and Yuugi was at least four shades of red.

"I'm all for Tristan's suggestion of changing the topic." Yuugi was eyeing his plate.