Here we go, new chapter! Hope you enjoy it. :)


Twelve hours earlier...

"I mean come on!" Miho groaned as her, Mana, and Isis sat partying- if you could call it that- before Mana's cousin's wedding. "You can't do that Mana..." she trailed, while Mana drank the last of her martini.

"I agree," Isis said, "Some things are better to wait for, you'll find a guy to actually have a baby with, and then in the nursery you'll have someone..." Isis nodded at Mana who just placed her head down and tuned out.

Mana had made her mind up to go to a sperm bank, and have a child on her own, that or have unprotected sex, get what she wanted, and leave the guy.

"Yeah, I mean, why go be stupid, when you can wait?" She tuned back in to Miho's voice when Isis's speech about waiting was over. Mana glanced down at the hot pink T-shirt with the words: GOT SPERM? that she'd pay'd thirteen dollar's for. "Come on Mana! Screw the sperm bank!" Miho giggled.

Mana glanced around loooking for the waitress. But found that she was nowhere around...Mana groaned and listened to Isis, and Miho fight it out to her that doing what she had planed was not the best idea. "Girls, please!" Mana finally said. "I appreciate it, but really, my mind is made up."

"Okay then Mana, " Isis began into an other speech, but Mana was distracted.

A guy walking their way, had his crimson eyes fixed on someone across the room. He was tall, dark, and handsom in the most traditional hair was tri-colored. Broad and tapered, chiseled and cut. All clean lines and classic good looks. His smile however was one that could make most women melt at the slight moment he looked at her, and used it, a real chamer if you asked anyone there.

"Hum, window shoppping are we Mana?" Miho giggled, and Isis looked interested as well.

"Nice frame too!" Her and Miho burst with laughter.

"Hey Mana, cross your legs, and I'll help you out." Miho said. "Oh my gosh Mana, I didn't know someone could do that with there legs! Being a gymnast must really help huh?" Miho screeched, and Mana held her martini glass up as if praying for the Gods to give her more whine since the waitress wouldn't.

"I am not a gymnast!" Mana yelled laughing a little, but was still irritated.

"It may not seem like it now, but you better off with out her..."

Atem Muto sat swirling the scotch and ice in his glass listening to his best friend Seto Kaiba, giving advice. "Noted." And this was not a news flash to Atem.

"You and Tea were together for almost a year...it's okay to hurt..."

Hurt? Atem's eye twitched.

This wasn't guy talk, it wasn't the promised blowing off of steam, that lured him to Sin City. This isin't cool... Atem thought with a mind slap.

"...a blow into the ego...and with an ego like yours..."

Growling into his glass Atem muttered, "We need to get your testosterone levels checked."

"Whatever," Seto answered unfazed. He was as good with his emotional "awareness" as he was at being Atem's best friend. "All I'm saying is you were ready to marry Tea two weeks ago. I don't belive your as indifferent as you make out to be..." Seto trailed.

"Yeah, but you never want to believe the truth about me." Atem replied. "Really though, Seto, Tea was a good girl and all, but after hearing what she wanted from marrage, I'd rather not go there." He said, remembering how she'd wanted her very own fairy tail, that Atem wasn't really ready for.

He was after a family, but not a perfect one like Tea described. Atem wasn't heartbroken, he was just startled. He didn't do love, he knew just how bad that it could hurt, he'd been put through it enough. There was a lot of thing's Atem was deprived of as a child, his parents even sent him to boarding school, but that wasn't much of a let down. He met Sato there, and they became friends, not really good ones, but they were still friends. But now he had a nice life on the East Coast. He was head of one of top industries, and he ruled it with an iron fist. And a family, well...he'd need a partner for that now wouldn't he? And was he glad that him and Tea were over? Maybe. Sad? No. Relived? Hell yes!

"...I think your lonely. Sad even..." Seto continued. "...and there are always other fish in the sea-"

"Come on, what's next?-Hot flashes?" Atem chuckled after finishing his drink, and looking arounnd for the cocktail waiter.

"-hell aperently that one over ther is a gymnast."

Atem looked in the derection Seto mentioned. "Witch one?"

"Just making sure you were listening, care about ya man." Seto laughed.

"Yeah, you too..." Atem trailed, then looked away, "Now where's that gymnast?"

Some time later, Atem had found that Seto had lured the waitress in, and had her sitting on his lap. So in leaving his friend, Atem placed a few bucks on the table and decided to roam around. He could do so many things. Grab some food, dance, pick up some company, not that he-

"Excuse me?" He heard, and at first thought it was a waitress, who was asking him if he wanted a drink. It was the gymnast, but she didn't really look like a gymnast with her s-shaped curves and her tiny dress she was wearing.

Very nice. "Hi. Can I help you?"

Her smile spread wide, and he saw a glint of girl next door. "OKay, this is going to sound like a line. A really, really bad line. And you have to believe me when I say it's not." Mana said.

Atem's lips twitched into a smile, "Okay, you've got the disclaimer out of the way, go for it."

"Okay," Mana began looking back at her friends. "Would you walk me out?" Atem's look wasn't too intrepid. "Please, I know we've only just met, but I need you to walk me out. My friends saw me notice you earlier, and it's been hell ever since."

She was checking me out? Atem thought, looking her over again and seeing that she was much hotter then he'd put out, and took time to look her down. A smirk fell upon his face when he looked back up her body to find her wagging a finger at him.

"None of that now, honestly I'm just looking for an escape from them, that way they won't follow me all night." Mana informed.

Looking behind her at her friends, he noticed she was serious, and his smirk left. "Subtle."

"Far as I can tell, subtle isn't really their thing." Mana said watching him.

"As far a you can tell? What kind of friends are they?" Atem asked.

"Uh, they are my cousin's best friends from first grade, and they aren't really my friends...please help me." Mana said looking dessprate.

"And they took an interest in your love life because...?" Atem asked.

"Just walk me out of here please!" She pleaded now.

"How about we take things slow, and start with ten minuets, and then I'll walk you out so it's beleiveble." Atem's smirked had returned, and Mana tilted her head thinking that ten minuets was not all he had in mind...

As soon as Atem convinced Mana to flirt a while, he found she was eager, very eager.

"So, what's your name?" Mana finally asked.

"Atem, you?" He asked, Mana smiled almost enjoying this.

"Mana." She said, he smiled back at something pink and soft landed on his lap. He looked around to find the girls Mana sat with giggling. He read the writing on the shirt, and was confused.

"What the-"

"I can't really explain that to you, and...um, oh dear help me!" She groaned...