Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or Vampire Kisses Kazuki Takahashi and Ellen Schreiber do. Though I do borrow them for my own dark and dangerous needs. Mwhahaha!

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Serenity and I were eating ice-cream cones - Vanilla Royale and Chocolate Attack - outside Shirley's Bakery the next day.

"Bakura's the dreamiest! I can still feel his lips tingling against my cheek," I said. "Serenity, for the first time I don't want to run away from this town, 'cause at the top of Riddle Hill lives my Gothic dream guy. I can't stop thinking about him. I only wish you'd met him, too, then you'd know how spectacular he is!"

Suddenly a red Camaro pulled up.

"Duke saw Serenity's truck parked outside Freaky Mansion last night," Seto proclaimed in his ornery way as he sauntered over. He stared into Serenity's face and asked, "Trying to spray paint the Mansion, Igor?"

"No," I defended, smiling still thinking about last night. I wasn't going to let Seto spoil my wonderful mood.

"So you weren't up to trouble, Werewolf Girl?" Seto asked, continuing to stare at Serenity.

Serenity looked scared.

"Let's go, Set," Duke said.

"We'd love to chat with you lovely gentlemen, but we're in the middle of a corporate meeting," I told him. "So you'll have to leave a message with my secretary."

"Is Shirley putting Prozac in her ice cream now?" Seto said, laughing. "I don't think you'd know what a gentleman was if he bit you on the neck!"

I continued to lick the edge of my cone.

"Or was it you up there?" Seto guessed. "You're always up to trouble."

"Maybe it was Serenity's parents; it's their truck. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure that one out."

"I just thought that maybe you and Serenity were dating the Osbournes! Oh, I forgot, he just bites the heads off bats - he doesn't turn into them."

"I think I hear your mother calling," I said.

"They're just like you, you know, miserably pale, and social outcasts. They haven't even tried to join the country club yet. But then again we don't accept vampyres."

"Vampyres?" I laughed uneasily. "Who says that?"

"Everyone, pinhead! The Bakura vampyres. The dude hangs out in the cemetery. But I think they're just escaped lunatics like you. They're total freaks."

"C'mon, Set, let's get out of here already. We've got practice," Duke said.

"Now I see who wears the pants in your relationship," I said. "But I forgot, your pants wound up on my locker."

Seto grabbed the cone from my hand.

"Hey, give it back!" I shouted. Seto had managed to spoil my blissful mood after all.

He took a huge lick.

"Great, now it has disgusting snob germs. You can keep it," I said.

"Baby, it had germs the moment you looked at it."

"Let's go, Serenity," I said, tugging her arm.

"Leaving so soon?"

"I thought I was done with you!" I shouted.

"Done? You're always trying to break my heart, aren't you? Does this mean out engagement is off?"

"Let's go, Set," Duke said. "We've got things to do."

"You know you love this, Monster Boy. If it wasn't for me, no one would pay attention to you."

"And I'd be the luckiest boy in the world."

"I'll see you in the car," Duke impatiently told Seto.

"I'll be right there," Seto replied, then leaned into me. "If you want to be the luckiest boy in the world, you'll go with me to the Snow Ball."

Seto asking me to a dance? And of all dances, the Snow Ball? The big school dance where plastic icicles and snowflakes hung from the gym rafters, and fake snow covered the gym floor? He'd show up with me on his arm in front of all his friends? The soccer snobs and the hundred-dollar-haircut girls? It had to be a big joke. I'd be gussied up, waiting at my house, and he'd stand me up, or he'd dump a bucket of red goo on me like in Carrie. But even if he was serious, even if by miracle Seto really did like me, I couldn't go the ball with him. Not now that I had met Akefia Bakura.

"It'll be a night you'll never forget," he said seductively.

"I'm sure it will, but I don't want to have nightmares for the rest of my life."

"Just can't tear yourself away from Nick at Nite."

"No. I'm already going."

Seto sneered. "Stag? Of with an inflatable doll?"

"I have a date."

Serenity gasped, but she and Seto weren't the only ones surprised by my rash words.

"In your dreams! I was only asking you out of pity. No one else would show up with you, unless he was dead."

"Well, we'll just see about that, won't we?"

"I'm leaving," Duke shouted from the car. "Are you coming?"

"Thanks for the ice cream, psycho," Seto said, getting into the Camaro. "But next time remember, I prefer Rocky Road."

I watched my double-dip Chocolate Attack screech away.

"I'd offer you mine, but I know you don't like pure vanilla," Serenity said consolingly.

"Thanks, but I have bigger things than ice-cream to worry about. Like getting a date!"

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Every time the phone rang my heart jumped. Was it Bakura? And when it wasn't him my heart would break into a million pieces. It had been two long days since I had seen my Gothic mate. I was so preoccupied with Bakura, dreaming of the next time we'd be together, nothing else mattered. I didn't wash the spot where his tender love lips had pressed against my flesh. I was acting like I was straight out of a Gidget movie! What had happened to me? I was losing my edge! For the first time in my life I was really afraid. Afraid of never seeing him again and afraid of being rejected.

If I asked Bakura to the dance, he might freak out. He might say, "With you?" or "No way, not a lame, school dance. I'm so beyond that! And I thought you were, too."

I was beyond that, even though I'd never gone to any dances to actually get beyond them. I wouldn't be going to homecoming or the prom or any of the other school dances scheduled throughout the year. I would stay home with Serenity and watch the Munsters on TV. But Seto's challenge had forced me to fight back, with a weapon I didn't even have: Bakura.

This feeling of not being able to eat or sleep was new to me. To hang my heart on every ring of the phone, to scream at the top of my lungs for Amaya not to tie up the line with her addictive web surfing, not being able to watch Nosferatu without crying, or listen to a silly, sappy, drippy, lovesick Celine Dion song without thinking she had written it just for me - I wanted it all to go away.

I think some people call this love. I called it hell.

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And then it happened. After two long, tortured-filled days. When the phone rang, I thought it was for Amaya, and when Amaya called my name, I thought it was Serenity. I was ready to pour my heart out to her. But before I could speak, I heard his dreamy voice.

"I couldn't wait any longer," he said.

"Excuse me?" I asked, surprised.

"It's Bakura. I know guys aren't supposed to call right away. But I couldn't wait any longer."

"That's a stupid rule. I could have moved."

"In two days?"

"It was only two days?"

He laughed. "It seamed like a year for me."

His comment was like a love letter sent straight to my heart.

I waited for him to go on, but there was silence. He said nothing more This was the perfect chance to invite him to the Snow Ball. The worst he could do was hang up. My hands were shaking and my confidence was oozing out with my precipitation. "Bakura… um… I have something to ask you."

"I do, too."

"Well, you ask first."

"No,you first."

"No, you're the guy in the relationship and guys are supposed to do the asking."

"You're right." There was silence. "Well… would you like to go out? Tomorrow night?"

I smiled with delight! "Go out? Yeah, that would be great!"

"So what were you going to ask me?"

I paused. I can do this! I took a deep breath. "Would you…"

"Yes?"

"Do you…"

"Do I what?"

"Like to dance?"

"Yeah, but I didn't think this town had any hip clubs. You know of one?"

"No… but when I find one, I'll let you know." I was such a wimpola.

"Great! Then I'll see you tomorrow at my house, after sundown."

"After sundown?"

"You said you lived for the darkness So do I."

"You remembered."

"I remember everything," he said, and hung up the phone.