Author's Note:Sorry about the delay, I was busy studying for exams. Hopefully you'll enjoy this chapter. Thank you for continuous support.

Terry had been engrossed in some work until the sharp sting and throb of something against her cheek. To no surprise she found her gaze on an unapologetic Anzu and snickering Kyohei. A few choice words bubbled up in her mind, begging to be let loose from her lips. Not wanting to react too much she physically bit down on her tongue as she picked up her dropped papers.

Not surprised they haven't given up yet. She sighed to herself. I was hopeful though…. She frowned to herself when her hand touched something warm and soft. A hand? "Oh, thanks! You don't have to help me." She grinned, her eyes quickly tracing up the arm to find someone she had not expected at all. "It's not a lot, just a few sheets." She looked back to the scattered pieces.

"Just shut up and accept it." The voice snapped, her head turning back up to look at him in surprise. "You…you're really fucking stupid you know that?" Atem muttered as he resumed picking up the papers. Weren't you the one all 'not needing a reason to help people' and 'shove your nose in everyone's business' sorta crap? Just…just shut it and accept it." She looked to his outstretched hand with the remaining papers, his head turned away. A subtle tint of pink dusted the tops of his cheeks though his lips were turned down in an oddly cute mix of a scowl, pout, and frown. Was he blushing? Oh yes he was and she bit her lower lip to hide her smile that threatened to grow more than need be at the adorable sight.

The fuck I don't need to help! You do all this shit for me, the least I can do is pick up some lousy sheets of paper!

"It isn't that…I just didn't want you getting dirty from sitting on the floor." She shook her head lightly, placing her hand on his that held her papers. "Thank you," she sincerely smiled at him before taking the papers.

"Y-yeah, well, whatever! A little dirt never killed anyone anyway." He cleared his throat as he stood up and grabbed her up on to her feet by her elbow. "And what do you mean dirty?! I was on duty to make sure this place was clean! Are you saying I didn't do a good job?" He suddenly glared at her. The sudden shift caught her off guard but it was welcomed by her. The fact he was being so normal with her was a relief. Like a sudden weight lifted from her chest, she stood a little taller with a smile on her face. "Oh, you're laughing me, are you?! I'll show you! Laughing at me! I did a damn good job, the best!" He fumed as he pinched her cheeks, stretching and squishing them. "Bet you won't be smiling now!" He smirked. "Teach this bad mouth a lesson!" He mumbled, staring at her lips that were still smiling.

"Wa badn mouw?! I dindn'nt dew any-heng!" She tried to speak out, unable to free her face from her grasp as she tried to push him off. Unable to, she managed to push herself off him and release her face from the prison. "What was that for?" She laughed, rubbing her cheeks. "I didn't say anything about your cleaning talent…ow." She pouted a little. I was just hit by her zipper too…. I wonder…does this mean we're friends again though? She wondered as she cradled her red cheeks in her hands until one was ripped away and she found herself being pulled out of class and down the hall.

"H-hey, where are we going? Class will be starting soon." She pulled back against his hold on her wrist to slow down his pace.

"Where do you think I'm taking you?!" He suddenly turned to look at her. "Your cheek got hit didn't? By her zipper." With that said, he abruptly turned once more as Terry was left in a slight stunned silence. "Now shut it and just let me help you."

So, he saw that? Is it wrong to be hopeful that we're going to be friends again? She glanced down to her wrist, his hand now held hers. It was a little calloused, but big and warm. She gave his hand a small squeeze as she let him lead her. Something inside told her that he might prefer she was not able to look at him and so she respected the notion. The slight squeeze back only proved her decision right as he led the way to the nurse's office. Here? But I'm not sick or anything…maybe it scraped my skin a bit? It does sting.

"She needs to be checked, she got hit in the face with something." Atem shouted as he sat Terry on to the stool. The nurse turned to look at the two of them.

"I do hope this isn't some trend of yours." She teased the two, Atem blushing a little as Terry smiled it off.

"No, just a small accident this time." Terry pointed to the injured cheek.

"That's good, I would hate to see you here so often." She laughed off, quickly bandaging the scrape and handing her a small ice pack. "This will help. I don't know what happened but your cheeks are really red." She frowned. "Just keep it wrapped in the towel. Return it here before you head home for the day alright?"

"Yeah…it was unexpected." Terry nervously laughed off. "Thank you." They headed back to class, silence wrapped around them once more. She glanced down at her ice pack before she looked to him. "Thanks again. I didn't think to go to the nurse for this."

"You don't think, that's why!" Atem scowled in response. "Plus…I only made it worse with all my playing with your cheeks."

"Playing? You said that was punishment!" She reminded him.

"No talking back! Put that ice on your cheek! I can call it whatever I want!" He huffed as he grabbed the pack and pressed it to her cheek. Though his motions were jerky and rushed, he held it gently against her face as he stepped in front of her. Terry looked up at him, confused as to why he stopped them. "Hey," he whispered softly to her and knocked his forehead to hers. "Be more careful…I, I don't like you getting hurt…only person who can hurt you is me, got it?"

Hurt me? Why would he want to hurt me?! She found herself alarmed by his sudden hushed and almost meek behavior. It's not like I meant to get hurt too! She argued, however the words never came out as they played in her head. "Okay, I'll be more careful." She whispered back. "Sorry to worry you."

"You should be sorry," he sighed. The warm air of his breath blowing against her nose. She smiled a little at his concern.

"Yeah? I'll keep that in mind." She nodded her head.

"Good," he mumbled back and for a moment she thought she saw a soft smile on his lips. A rare sight that only ever graced his face when with Yugi. Before it could be registered though, he was back to his usual self. "Oi, I'm not your slave! Hold you own ice pack!" He grumbled and placed her hand where his was. "Hurry up, we have to get to class!" He barked the order but she knew he meant well. She smiled at his retreating back.

"So, are we friends again?" She finally spoke up.

"What?" He turned to look at her. A strange dread started to fill her when he turned, not expecting him to hear her. Her heart started to beat a little faster as she swallowed the anxious feeling that started to swell inside her.

"Does this mean we're friends again?" She asked again. There was no need for her to hide and there was only one way to find out. She never was the type to just wait for an answer to fall from the sky, she took the lead.