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AN:Finally! Fourth chapter! Enjoy! Not so many reviews, but what can you do, right? Have fun!

Title: An Artisans Craft
Chapter: 4

Ch. 4 Met Your Match?

Sighing in exasperation, Yuugi looked across to the handsome crimson eyed man across from him through lowered eyelashes.

'God, does he know how delicious he looks?' thought Yami with an inward groan of desire. Reining in his lust, he just raised an eyebrow in curiosity, a little smirk still playing across his lips.

Blushing lightly, the smaller man swallowed reflexively and rolled his eyes. "Duel Monsters," he said, as if those two words would explain everything.

Yami blinked. Duel Monsters? He would admit that he loved the game and that he has an special talent for it, but why would that... Eyes narrowing, he looked at the youth across from him carefully. "Yuugi Motou..." he murmured slowly. "I knew I've heard that name somewhere before. Reigning Duel Monsters champion for five years, and beater of the Masters, Seto Kaiba and Pegasus Crawford." Yami whistled in awe.

Blushing furiously, Yuugi tried to duck his head or sink into an imaginary hole. "Yes... Well..." Running out of words, he hunched his shoulders and tried to bury his flushing face into his food.

Chuckling at the other mans actions, Yami idly chewed a fry, gazing unabashedly across the table. "You know," he started, "I never entered any of those competitions... Why did you?"

Still unable to meet the crimson gaze, Yuugi swallowed the lump in his throat. "My friends all made me. They thought that I was amazing, and since I thought it would be fun, they talked me into it easily." Pausing, Yuugi sipped his strawberry milkshake, inwardly marveling about how good it was. "My grandpa owns a game shop down the street, and he introduced me to it at first. But I never thought it would go so far!" he vented. "One competition, then they secretly signed me up for another one when I won, then the next thing I know I'm playing Seto in the semi-finals, and then Pegasus Crawford in the finals!" he finished, throwing up his hands in frustration.

Smiling at Yuugi's little tantrum, Yami reached into his jacket pocket, drawing out a deck of cards. "Wanna duel?" he asked mischeviously.

Eyes widened in shock, before they narrowed in calculation, appraising his companion, taking in the cards, his eyes, and that mischevious – but damn sexy – smile. Pushing his barely touched food to the side, he reached into his special belt holster and took out his own cards.

"You're on," Yuugi said, smirking, and ignoring the gasps of the eavesdropping patrons that suddenly surrounded them.

"Okay, I am never going to lunch with you again, if it's going to take that long!" said Yuugi jokingly. They were finally walking back to his shop, Artisans, after a four hour lunch break. The sky was starting to darken into beautiful colors of red and gold, and if they looked hard enough, there were vague outlines of stars starting to fill the sky.

Laughing heartily, Yami shoved his hands into his jeans pockets, tilting his head up to catch the faint breeze in his hair. "Yes well, we would've been able to leave an hour earlier, if we weren't mobbed." He quickly looked over his shoulder. "Do you think they're still after us?"

Giggling, Yuugi looked behind them too and cocked his head in contemplation, all the while walking backwards. "Well... I'm sure we lost them when we bolted out of the restaurant, ran through the park, hid in those trees, dodged through different alleys, and then doubled back, just in case." He paused, pursing his lips and tapping his bottom lip with his index finger. Suddenly he frowned, then gaped in shock. "Oh shit. We didn't pay for our food did we?"

Yami smiled, and gently guided the smaller man to face forwards and towards his shop. "Don't worry. My friend Bakura will take care of it. I saw him laughing near the back of the restaurant when we bolted. I'll pay him back later."

Sighing in relief, Yuugi started heading down the street again. "Well, you can pay for our meal then. I still can't believe we tied! And we had to duel in a crowded restaurant!" he pouted adorably.

Licking his suddenly dry lips, Yami tried very hard not to give into his desire and kiss those lips. "Fine, I'll pay. I'm quite proud that I tied with you. And we didn't have to duel in the restaurant, but I thought it would be fun. Oh, and if I'm paying, then I'm calling this a date," he added flippantly.

Yuugi froze. "W-what?" he stammered. When he heard no reply, he whipped around, but Yami was already heading in the other direction.

"Bye little one! I'll see you later!" the crimson eyed man said, winking over his shoulder, and jauntily waving his hand.

Gaping like a fish, Yuugi finally registered his surroundings. He was standing outside his shop. Blushing bright red in embarrassment. A date?! "Wait! Yami! Come back here!!"

Tbc...
AN: How was that? I know it's not long, but the chapters will get longer when there's more to write! Please review!