"Hello, my love," Yoko greeted as her boyfriend stepped through the front door.

A grin began to spread across the man's face as he examined the romantic atmosphere of his apartment. The table was set for two, there was a lovely aroma coming from the stove, and there were a few flickering candles scattered about the kitchen and living room. Not to mention the beautiful woman in the room. Her thick blonde tresses were pulled back into a ponytail – something, he noticed, she did more frequently ever since he told her he preferred her hair back because he could see more of her face that way – and she was wearing a black lace dress.

"What is this?" he mused.

"I thought I'd surprise you with a little wining and dining tonight," Yoko sauntered toward her beau, as she haphazardly threw her arms around his neck.

"Have you already started the wining part without me?" Yusho chuckled while placing his arms around her waist.

"Maybe," she smirked before she crashed her lips into his.

Yusho happily obliged as he began to make out with the woman. The innocence of the moment was, per usual, short-lived as Yoko began to run her fingers through his hair while pressing herself against him. He moaned into her mouth as his own hands began to roam around her body. Things were getting so heated that Yusho could tell they were going to skip straight to dessert in a matter of seconds. That was his initial thought, at least, until a loud clattering of pots and pans startled the couple.

"What was that?" Yusho blinked as he stared toward the kitchen.

"What was what?" Yoko asked innocently as she pursed her lips together.

The duelist raised an eyebrow.

"The loud banging sounds that interrupted us?"

Yoko appeared to ponder over his words for a moment.

"No. Can't say I know what you're talking about," she shook her head with a flippant shrug.

Yusho cocked his head to the side.

"Are you hiding something from me?"

"No!" she immediately blurted out.

The man narrowed his eyes.

"So if I were to walk around the counter right now, I wouldn't find anything out of the ordinary?"

"Why would you want to go behind the counter? I think the bedroom is a better place to go," she gently tugged on his arm.

"Well, now I just know you're hiding something, Yoko."

"Don't be ridiculous!" her voice squeaked with desperation.

"It sounds like…pans are moving?" Yusho furrowed his brow at the sound of stainless steel subtly grating across tile.

"Maybe you're the one who's been into the wine, Yusho," Yoko uttered a nervous laugh, which only raised Yusho's suspicions more. He gave his girlfriend one last skeptical glance before gently moving her aside. "Where are you going!"

"To investigate."

"No, no! Let me investigate. You should go to the room, and – "

"Is this a kitten?" Yusho asked as he picked up a tiny, wriggling, white and orange ball of fluff.

"Oh! Oh my goodness. How did that get in here?" Yoko feigned surprise.

"You hid a little kitten in the kitchen?"

Silence fell between the couple as Yoko stared at the kitten while rubbing her lips together.

"Yusho, I had no choice!" she finally broke down as she rushed toward the counter. "She was all alone in an alleyway! Someone tossed her, Yusho. And she was hungry, and meowing, and I couldn't just leave the poor thing there! I had to bring her home!"

Yusho opened his mouth.

"Now I know what you're thinking," Yoko immediately cut him off. "That there's a 'no pet policy' in this building. And I know. That is very true. But I couldn't let that stop me from helping this poor little baby, Yusho. She's so tiny."

"Yoko – "

"And I know you may be wondering how I slipped her and a tiny bag of kitten chow by the staff to get her up here," she interrupted him again. "Well, let me tell you, Yusho. I literally stuck her in the bag of cat food, then hid the bag with my other groceries, and made no eye contact with anyone whatsoever."

A chuffed burst of air exited Yusho's nose.

"Yoko," his voice wavered with the threat of laughter.

"It's just people are so cruel, Yusho. I should know! But how could anyone ever look at that sweet little face and just throw it on the streets to fend for itself? That's not fair to that sweet little angel. She's such a good girl, Yusho. She helped me prepare this date night all day, and – "

"Yoko," Yusho finally interrupted her, an amused grin on his face, "I'm not mad about it. You don't have to explain anything."

"You're not going to make me get rid of her? Or tell me we can't keep her?"

"No," Yusho scratched under the kitten's chin. "I mean just look at this little face."

Yoko beamed and she practically jumped across the countertop just to give the man a kiss.

"How long do you think we can hide her?" asked Yoko.

"As long as we can, my love. You're right, after all. A sweet little girl like this deserves a loving home."

Yoko reached over and started scratching behind the kitten's ear, the feline purring from all the attention.

"What say you, Yoko? Shall we get back to the regularly planned festivities, or should we just finish our date night by curling up on the couch and snuggling this little kitten while we watch a movie?"

"I think we should snuggle this baby," Yoko plucked the cat from Yusho's hand and baby-talked to it all the way to the couch.

Yusho smiled while gazing at the woman and feeling his love for her grow even more. How did he ever get so lucky as to find someone as special as her?

DGG: I'm pretty sure this is canon, right? Haha. Thanks for reading!