Yuna was a bit put off for the rest of the day. She didn't know why she was feeling this way, she never used to. And her day had been going so great so far. She even went for a coffee with someone other than Jou, which was a first, and she got an internship, and possibly even a future job spot! She should be happy all day long for it all, yet she felt really sad.

And she didn't even have Jou to cheer her up. He could always cheer her up!

She and Jou were best friends since, like, ever! They grew up in the same house, since their parents shared it ever since Yuna's mother died. Her father, Aknamkanon, decided to move from Egypt to his wife's home country so they could be far away from the place that reminded them so much of their mother. Yugi had been far too young to really remember her, but Yuna had some memories of her and it had been a bit hard on her.

Ever since they moved into the two story house, Jou had been bothering Yuna day and night, trying to get her out of her shy shell. And he had managed. Yuna had started smiling and laughing again. Jou always had some crazy hair-brained scheme up that blond head and he always got in trouble. Luckily for him, Yuna was always with him and as a good child, she always got Jou out of trouble. Her 'innocent' face always did the trick, even years later. Even now!

As they grew, Jou sort of got a crush on her, but Yuna never noticed and when he confessed, she asked if they could still be friends. Jou accepted, not wanting to lose such a deep and great friendship and soon his crush disappeared. They became even closer friends and soon came to see each other as siblings. They became almost inseparable, so when Yuna got a scholarship, Jou tried to get into the same high school and collage. When he couldn't get into the collage, Yuna gave him half her scholarship and her father paid the rest of it off, without problem. After all, he was successful enough as an archaeologist, what with discovering some crazy artifacts all around the world, until he, too, died. That had happened on the second month of university. Jou and Yugi had barely been able to get her out of her own shadows long enough for her to realize that life had to move on, no matter how much it had hurt.

Ever since then, she had decided, she wanted to be the best in everything. But the first thing she wanted to do was get her degree and take over the museum that had all of her father's artifacts and manage it. Then, she would get a degree in archeology and continue in his footsteps and even outdo him if she can. Ever since then, her goal was set and there were no distractions. Her only real true friends were Jounochi and Yugi, her younger brother, but she had also gotten close to Kisara.

And now there was Kaiba-sensei.

That's the thing that's been bothering her for the whole day! She had never felt anything like this before, for anyone. She had always thought that the closest she would ever get to another guy that wasn't her brother would be her friendship with Katsuya, yet what she felt about what happened after Kisara dragged away Kaiba-sensei was nothing she would have felt if she had dragged Jou away. It scared her to hell and back, she din't know what she felt and she had no one to talk to about it.

She was so deep in thought that she jumped almost four feet in the air when a hand clamped down on her shoulder. She turned around at the chuckle she knew so well and she couldn't help the big grin that adored her face when she saw the brunet. She ran into his strong arms and hugged him for all that she's worth.

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Seto swore that all his employees were cowering away from him for the rest of the day. Mokuba, his right hand man and younger brother/only living family member he still cared about, said that if he continued glaring like that, his face would get stuck in such a scary expression. It actually caused Isono, the head of security at KC, who was always so serious, guffawed.

It only got Seto's scowl scarier and more employees hid for the rest of the working hours.

His day had been so great up until the moment outside the class, since he was dragged away by Kisara when Yuna was approaching him. And he had wanted to tell her to piss off so much, but she had asked him something regarding the class and he had no right as a teacher/professor to tell her he won't help her. He could get fired and then there goes both his reputation and his chances to get Yuna's affections. It just wasn't worth it.

The brunet sighed as he drove pass the collage campus, he looked out towards the dorms, only to stop so suddenly that the car behind him had to swivel out of the way, pressing their horn all the time. Seto paid it no mind, not even when the driver flipped him the middle finger(and that usually pissed him off so bad that he usually found them and sent them calls to court).

Because all he could see was Yuna walking hand in hand with a tall brunet guy, his hair reaching a bit over his shoulders and cut in an Egyptian style and dressed rather strangle, if you ask Seto. It was a fucking dress, damn it! Seto couldn't believe his blue eyes! Yuna had never shown any interest in anyone, and Seto dreaded to think this was why. It can't be! Yuna always blushed when he walked by! That could't be for nothing, right?

'I need to get to the bottom of this! I can't afford to make rash judgments! I'll have to get to the bottom of this!' Kaiba thought as he swiftly got out of the car. As he started walking towards them, now out of his suit and in a long, flowing white-as-snow trench coat and black shirt and pants with a big KC belt and two leather straps around his biceps and his ankles in the color that is even darker blue than his eyes, with black boots that probably cost more than a house, many heads turned and people were left in awe. Seto understood because he rarely walked around dressed like this, at least not walking through the streets.

And as if she somehow knew he was there, sensed him on some nonexistent level, Yuna turned around straight towards him and smiled. Seto's breath caught in his throat, not believing how beautiful she looked now, as if the sun and stars were shinning in her eyes that are the horizon at sunset. And that's when Seto noticed something else. Yuna looked ... relaxed. As long as Seto knew her, she was almost tense all the time, never truly at ease. In fact, the only time she looked this relaxed and happy, Seto thought with quickly growing pride, was when she had come out for coffee with him.

It left a warm feeling deep in Seto's chest.

And he felt warm somewhere else, too.

The way she was dressed probably wasn't helping any.