Author's Note: Hi again, the prompt for this chapter is "Anything You Can Do, I Can Do Better" and I hope you enjoy! xxx

Sixty-four squares of alternating black and white, eight rows and eight columns with thirty-two pieces set out for battle.

Or at least a would-be battle if the rules ever stuck in her mind. So a pawn could move to the space in front of it or jump forward two if both were unoccupied ... or was it diagonal movement? Frowning in frustration, Kisara swiped her bangs out of the way and tried to recall the rules Mokuba had told her.

This was a stupid bet and had seemed a much better idea with the influence of alcohol upping the ante. So sobriety had immediately led her to Mokuba and she had pleaded with him for help.

Moving the pawn forward two spaces, she was secretly elated when the move wasn't vetoed; maybe some of the rules had stuck in place after all. Her smile soon faded though when Seto moved one of his pawns and sat back to survey her next choice.

Maybe challenging one of the most intelligent men in the world to a game of his choice wasn't such a bright idea, even with the top two buttons of her blouse open to try and distract him. Feminism was out the window today; she needed every asset to win this bet!

"Kisara it's your-"

"I'm thinking!"

"Don't hurt your head ..."

That smart comment earned him a kick under the table and she aimlessly moved one of the pawns to mirror its comrade. She hated this stupid game and hated that she had agreed to it and hated that silly smug smirk he had on his face. That wasn't true; she loved seeing that confident smile of his. Sighing with a mix of boredom and frustration, she watched as he didn't even pause and then moved another pawn only one space forward.

"Bored?"

"No, this is riveting."

He almost laughed at her sarcasm; this match up was a farce, but she was too stubborn to back out of the bet. Kisara had never liked chess – the musical of the same name was more her taste.

"We can stop if you want: all you have to do is admit you were wrong."

Seto watched closely as she ignored his words and tried to concentrate on the game, chewing her bottom lip in frustration. A drink-fuelled conversation during a dinner with her family a few nights ago had led to the declaration that she could equal him in any game. Well, those weren't exactly her words, but the sentiment remained; she could do anything he could. The ante was hefty; if she won this game then it was all out in the public that they were together.

Not even thinking, Seto moved his rook forward to bolster the line his pawn had established.

"Why?"

"Because you obviously didn't think this bet through."

"That's not what I mean and you know it. Why am I a secret?"

Moving another pawn and truly bored with the dumb board game, Kisara shook her head and gave his shin another kick as she spoke lowly. She kept her gaze on the chessboard and felt her cheeks colour; she knew he would be looking at her if she looked up, cobalt eyes asking her to drop the conversation.

It had been a long ten months to get this far and she wasn't backing out of this conversation or bet now. A stop-gap summer job in KaibaLand last year had taken the strangest and most unbelievable trajectory and she had somehow ended up walking around the closed theme park with the one and only Seto Kaiba. Their second date had been to the X Japan concert in Tokyo Stadium that had been sold out for months and she had even gotten to meet with the band members!

Seto moved another pawn and she heard a heavy sigh; she had tried hedging this conversation before but it had always been shut down and now she had him cornered. Unable to remember any rules governing the other pieces on the board, she copied his move and put the castle-shaped thing forward.

"You're not a secret, Kisara. I ..."

"Don't want your private life in the press. I understand that, but I hate sneaking into the mansion or out of restaurants with you. It's like you don't want people to know we're together."

Moving his knight this time, Seto frowned and shook his head. If the media knew he had a long-term relationship with a former-worker from KaibaLand, then they would stop at nothing to learn everything about her. Some journalist would eventually find out her address and Kisara would open the door to cameras in her face twenty-four hours a day.

"I'm trying to protect your privacy. You could be followed everywhere; work, shopping, university-"

"But I don't care about that. I care about you."

She blushed then and looked back down at the board just in time to see him taking one of her pawns off the chequered surface; she was surprised her meagre attempt had lasted this long – he was definitely humouring her. Eying the remaining pieces on her side of the board, she was running out of options; plenty of possible moves remained but she couldn't remember the rules governing the bigger pieces like the queen and the bishop.

Watching as she picked at a nail, he smirked and shook his head. Seeing the new girl selling stuffed Blue-Eyes White Dragons all those months ago was a memory he thought back on a lot. Roland had been in charge of hiring temporary summer workers for KaibaLand and had vetted this girl, along with others, from Tokyo University. But her smile and giggling had drawn him to her as she bent down to the same level as the kids running around the theme park. And a month later he had asked her out and she had agreed. Secret dinners, clandestine weekends away from Domino and countless excuses not to accept romantic propositions from actresses, singers and daughters of his corporate allies. None of those proposals had held a candle to the beguiling trainee elementary school teacher; he even liked her family – they were polite and unassuming of him.

Playful mood well and truly gone, Kisara stood from her chair and made for the door. Ten months of being in a relationship with him had taught her a lot. Seto was a man with a lot of layers and he still had issues to work through, she knew of some of them and she also knew not to push too hard; he would just throw up a wall and it would take her weeks to get past it. She knew of the orphanage and how he tried to keep all of his personal matters out of the public eye ... and she loved him too much to force him into a scenario he wasn't comfortable with.

Breaking his brooding, he looked up into the same unguarded dark blue eyes that had caught his attention in KaibaLand. She flashed an accepting smile and bent down to give him a light kiss, a kiss that said she wasn't angry or put-out. Grabbing her hand, Seto nodded his head and made the decision there and then; if she could put up with him for ten whole months, then maybe they needed to take another step in the right direction.

"Okay then. There's a fundraiser in the Hamptons two weeks from now; come with me?"

"T-the Hamptons? The American Hamptons?"

"No, the other Hamptons in Shibuya."

"Oh don't be so sarcastic!"

Rolling her eyes up to the ceiling, Kisara tried to hide her smile and scuffed her toe on the carpet. Looking back to KaibaCorp's CEO, she nodded her head and grinned broadly; she needed to find her passport! Smiling even more as Seto stood to his full height, she felt like the luckiest girl in the world; props to her cousin for suggesting the summer-stint in KaibaLand! Tracing a finger over the card pendant, she felt his hands heavy on her hips.

"Are you sure, Seto? I mean, we can wai-"

A deep kiss was answer enough and she stood on her tip-toes to link her arms around his neck. Another kiss set the torrid pace and a hand slipped beneath her sweater to pull her closer to him. Breaking the kiss as Seto led the way to the door of the large library, Kisara giggled and turned back towards the chessboard.

"Wait ... king me!"

Grabbing the queen, she hop-skipped it over the king, past the rook and knocked his queen out of the way on the other side of the board. She had no clue about chess, but draughts had always been a favourite of hers.

To say he looked aghast at the bastardization of the board game he loved was an understatement. Giving the ruined gameplay and illegally-moved queen a true look of disdain, Seto shook his head and pulled Kisara away from the sabotaged game, not even giving the cheated win a comment. Though Kisara giggled and turned to face him again, smile wide as she laughed.

"I told you anything you can do, I can do better!"

A/n- Thanks for reading everyone! xxx