"Three." Yuugi spoke gently, but there was no condescension in it. Never with Kaiba; he respected him too much for that.

But Yuugi's eyes...

They were drawn to those long fingers, playing with the strands of his hair.

That soft hair he touched when they... you know. Did that thing. That he was thinking about.

"I..." he swallowed. "I never knew your hair curled on the ends like that.

"I like it. It looks nice."