Atemu retreated back into his hikari's body after cleaning up the ice cream Malik had oh-so-sweetly smashed into his face. He didn't feel like getting into a fight... yet, anyway. [ooc: Yeah. Malik. You have it coming. XDD;; Don't worry, I haven't chickened out. ^^;] He smiled mischeviously. The festival should be promising, though.

Speaking of the festival, he was a little nervous about that. Hikari had been telling him about what you actually did at them, and it all seemed a little strange. Romanticism wasn't exactly Atemu's strong point. Good yami don't engage in duels with their hikari's soul on the line. Then again, Yuugi had pushed Atemu out of the way...

Atemu shook his head. Best not to think about that. He didn't feel like getting all moody again.

He wondered again what the festival would be like. It may be a time to patch things up with Yuugi. Things had been kind of... strange lately. He wasn't sure why, but it was almost as if Yuugi was avoiding him. That was a ridiculous thought, since they both shared the same body. But it seemed like Yuugi-kun was growing more and more distant.

He glanced out through his aibou's eyes and noticed someone oddly familiar coming into his peripheral vision...

[ooc: WHO COULD IT BE?! *gasp* C'mon. Bite, fishies. I know my bait wasn't very appetizing... at all... but... I suck at RP. ;_;]