Other people start to wonder...

No one was really sure why Mokuba always acted as if he and Kaiba were on a date. But he did, especially when the Kaiba brothers were at the movie theatre.

Mokuba would be idly leaning against Kaiba's shoulder as they stood in line. Or they would be off to the side, waiting for their theatre to open, and Mokuba would hanging on Kaiba's arm.

With his hair straightened and a dark blue sweater replacing his normal sweatshirts and vests, Mokuba could pass for a girl. And the kohl he rimmed his eyes with made him more than just pass.

Kaiba never seemed to notice. Or care. They weren't really sure. For as long as they had known him, Kaiba had always let Mokuba do whatever he wanted.

Tonight, Mokuba was munching popcorn, and Kaiba was standing behind him. Mokuba kept offering the box back to Kaiba, and Kaiba kept refusing.

Then Mokuba saw them. He never blushed, never looked embarrassed about what he was doing. Instead, he was always all smiles. "Hi guys!"

"Mokuba-kun." Yugi seemed the only one ever capable of answering. Anzu would look worried, and Jou and Honda just stared, open-mouthed, though everyone was getting used to this ever-more-common sight.

"We're seeing—" and here Mokuba would name some film. Everyone was in agreement that Mokuba probably chose the movies because no one could imagine Kaiba agreeing to sit through inane, romantic comedies for anyone but Mokuba.

Sometimes the two were seeing the same film Yugi and the others were seeing, but Mokuba never acted like he hoped they'd all sit together. Kaiba just sort of stood there in a way that implied that no, he didn't know these people; they were friends of Mokuba's.

Tonight they weren't seeing the same film.

"Oh," said Yugi. "We're seeing—" And here he named their film.

"We saw that last week," Mokuba said, mouth full of popcorn. "It was pretty good. I especially liked the ending." He turned towards his brother. "Ne?"

"Aa."

This was more than anyone generally got out of Kaiba.

"Oh! Our theatre's opened." Mokuba grasped his brother's hand, dragging him forward and away from the group. "See you guys later!"

No one ever could really manage a "bye" in return.