"I'm stuffed," Anzu proclaimed happily. "That was amazing; I feel great." She said, positively glowing, but Atem had already noticed without much effort before she had even said anything. After all, he had been watching her ever since they had left Domino High School several hours ago, and even before then.

He noted her mood with the utmost joy. He was disappointed that their outing had had to end, but would revel in the memory of it for quite some time.

"Anzu, thank you for allowing my day to be…"

Almost entirely filled with you.

"…wonderful," he finished simply, refusing to give voice to his truer thoughts so overtly. "I have enjoyed it immensely."

Anzu looked at him and colored. Now that she was outside with the crisp air hitting her face, she noted that he had been lighting her face on fire all throughout the day, and, though she'd not say it in her current situation, as he said more things like that, she was starting to feel a deep desire to stay back and hear what else he had to say.

But she couldn't, she reminded and reprimanded herself. She had to go see a movie now. With her boyfriend.

So she had to depart from her current company – the one who'd been driving her crazy for the past few hours – to go be in the company of her boyfriend.

"Agh!" she said out loud, but quickly realized her mistake. "Um… I…"

"What is it, Anzu?"

"I'm just…sad to go, is all," she stated earnestly, twisting her body lightly back and forth in her post-dinner high, the dress twirling along with her.

Atem watched her move, entranced. Her gentle swaying made his heart and body sorely ache. Watching her like this…reminded him of a feeling he had been frequent friends with long ago, in his own era. Dancing had a special effect on him.

"Come to think of it, Anzu," he started, "I haven't seen you dance in quite some time, and certainly not for very long."

Anzu blinked. "Me? Dancing?" she asked, looking down. "This? This isn't dancing," she insisted, gazing shyly at her swaying dress for a moment before stopping her movements and straightening out her dress. "That was just some silly back-and-forthing."

"Really?" he asked. "Well. If that's what you call it, then I would very much like to see you dance in a way you consider worthy of the name."

"I…would be honored to have you watch, if you're that interested," she admitted, grabbing the inside of her elbow and grinning at no one in particular. No one had ever claimed themselves to be so interested in her passion before. The thought that her best friend was intrigued by one of the things in life that made her the absolute happiest caused her to smile from ear to ear.

"I should get going now, Yugi. But, I've had a lot of fun," she understated, almost stammering. She didn't know how much more she could comfortably ooze about just how much fun she had had without running the risk of seeming to be flirting with him. And she could never forgive herself for doing that – he was her best friend! They couldn't be together like that, and hinting at even the possibility of it by flirting with him was just so pointless. She'd known him for so long!

"I have too, Anzu," he agreed with a smile. "But before you go, please tell me, because I'm quite serious: when is your next dance practice?"

His question cut her nonsensical daydreaming short. "Uhh," she stated ineloquently. He was serious about wanting to come?

"If you didn't mind me going after all, of course," the tricolor-haired boy added.

"No, of course not!" she stated firmly. "Um, let's see… My next practice is actually tomorrow. I have to practice for a competition in the not-so-distant future, so I'll be in the studio after school."

"Great. Then I'll see you there tomorrow," he said with an ever-widening smile.

And in that moment, with her emotions aflame, his smile so bright and genuine, and the knowledge that she would see him again tomorrow as she danced for him, Anzu's whole being was filled with happiness.

She drew close and smiled at him. Then, she threw her arms around him and hugged him close to her.