Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ So In Love With Two ❯ Epilogue: All's Well That Ends In Bed ( Chapter 9 )

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Epilogue: All's Well That Ends In Bed


Bakura knocked on the door again, deciding he was waltzing in, and if something inappropriate was going on, well, that was Ryou's and Tristan's problem. Ryou and Tristan were both asleep, under the covers, Ryou curled up on the brunet, and as far as an initial survey could determine, both teens were wearing pajamas. Bakura shook Ryou awake who moaned. "What, Bakura, what? Something happen?" Ryou's hair fell around his shoulders, as he yawned.

"Where's breakfast, I'm starved."

"You're joking right, tell me, please, that you're joking."

"Do I look like I'm joking? Malik and I are hungry, and there's nothing prepared." Ryou narrowed his eyes and looked at his darker half confused, and annoyed.

"I didn't say Tristan couldn't help you make breakfast."

"Huh?" Tristan turned over, more than a little surprised to see Ryou's spirit standing over him. "Morning, Bakura."

"Good morning to you too, so, where's breakfast?"

"Bakura, Tristan and I made Malik and you breakfast last weekend, I'm not making it again. Now leave us alone, it's entirely too early for this."

"You have to get up anyway, Yugi's surprise party is tonight."

"Yes, tonight, and it's only ten in the morning." Ryou gave him a stern look before continuing, "Now go away, Bakura." Bakura glowered at the two who lay, unimpressed. Bakura tried to pout but the look was so pathetic Tristan couldn't help but laugh. "Goodbye, Bakura. Come on, between you and Malik I'm sure you can make something."

"Yeah, wake us up again when it's ready," Tristan added, rolling over.

Bakura stormed out of the room, slamming the door as he left. "He took that better than I would have expected," Ryou thought, rolling on top of the other.

"I'm surprised he barged in here like that. We could have been in the middle of something."

"Yeah, we could have been." Ryou smiled, devilishly. "You want to get into the middle of something now?"

Tristan smirked. "I like the way you think, Babes." He gave Ryou a kiss.

"Um um, not here, let's go into the shower. I don't want to be interrupted." Ryou got up.

"Didn't you just harp about it being entirely too early, Ryou."

"It's never too early to be with you, Tristan. Come on." He pulled Tristan up and the two of them headed for the bathroom. It had been a blissful two months, Ryou and Tristan were actually so into each other it was making Yami and Yugi's relationship look rather dull in comparison. Little love notes, blowing each other kisses down the hall. Joey didn't think he'd ever seen Tristan so ridiculously happy. And Ryou, he'd done a complete 180, coming out of his shell, beaming from ear to ear on a regular basis. It was actually, almost scary.

It started out, slowly, Tristan not pushing anything, every one of their mutual friends waiting for the first sign that Tristan was already messing up. But no one had a chance to jump on him. Almost immediately after he'd won Ryou's heart he became one hundred percent devoted. Tristan held Ryou's hand everywhere, walked him to class, gave him little kisses on the cheek, all the time. At first Ryou thought maybe it was an act, but it was clear this was the kind of boyfriend Tristan planned on being.


Joey and Ryou were spending the night at Yugi's, which was by now a normal weekend activity. Yami and Yugi were trying to limit their contact with each other, so Yugi opted to hang with Joey, Mai and Ryou more often, while Yami and Malik became close again.

"So, Ryou, how's Tris, if you don't mind us asking?" Yugi wondered, eating microwave popcorn.

"Wonderful," Ryou answered, a little blush coming to his face.

"That's good to hear, Ryou. But let me know if the guy does anything stupid," Joey insisted, flopping onto the floor. "I have no problem giving him a talking to."

"Thank you, Joey. I'll keep that in mind, but I think Tristan's too scared to do anything stupid. He's been pretty cool about everything, and we've been going very slowly."

"Meaning you guys haven't slept together yet?" Yugi asked, lifting his eyebrows.

"Yugi! Don't ask him that, it's personal."

"No, it's okay. We haven't. Actually we talked about it like two weeks ago. And he thinks we should wait."

"Whoa, Tris wants to wait? He hasn't gotten any since you guys started dating? He must be madly in love with you, Ryou." Ryou blushed at Joey. "And as for you, Yugi, since when did you become so forward?"

"Yugi got forward after Yami and him hit the sheets," Ryou answered. Now it was Yugi's turn to blush.

"I was just asking the question both of us wanted to know. Not that I would have been offended if Ryou pled the fifth."

"It's important to wait. It's very important not to rush a sexual relationship," Joey explained, matter-of-factly.

"Read that somewhere, did you?" Ryou teased. Joey hit him with a pillow. "Hey, I'm only kidding, Joey! You didn't have to get violent." Ryou laughed. "Besides, with a boyfriend like Seto I don't think anyone blames you for getting it on with him at the first opportunity."

"Also, you and Seto were dating immediately. Tristan was still healing after that situation with Ky. It makes a lot more since for Ryou to wait. I think it's sweet Tristan wants this to work and wants this to go nice and slow," Yugi added. "And I concur with Ryou, here. How could anyone resist the raw sexuality that is Seto Kaiba?"

"Um hum, I bet he tosses Joey on the bed and fucks his brains out every opportunity he gets," Ryou agreed.

"He's pretty hot, I'd do him." Yugi smiled.

"Me too, Yugi."

"What the fuck, this is my boyfriend the two of you are talking about here. And I'm not into swinging, so I'm hoping you guys aren't like fantasizing about him or something."

"Joey, we're only teasing you. Lighten up," Yugi insisted. Ryou wasn't the only one out of his shell, Yugi still looked innocent, but he had developed quite a dirty mind, of course he blamed Joey, Tristan and Yami for that. Especially Yami.

"Well, I'm not talking about fucking Yami am I? You don't hear me sitting around saying how hot he is and how I'd jump his bones. Not once have I ever said, I'll do Yami. I'll do him here to Tokyo, I'd have him moaning and…" there was a knock on the door.

"Come in," Yugi called. Yami entered the room.

"Why do I get the funny feeling you guys are talking about me in here?" Yami asked, looking at the three teens lying on the floor.

"What would give you that idea, Yami?" Yugi asked, looking at him with that sweet innocence he was known for.

"Maybe because I could hear Joey down the hall," Yami answered, giving Joey a hard look. Yugi and Ryou started laughing. Joey turned cranberry. "It's okay, Joey, I'm flattered, really." Yugi and Ryou laughed harder, nearly in tears.

"Hey, it's not what you think, Yami. Yugi started it. Ryou and him were picking on me, talking about Seto and…"

"Joey, it's okay. Really, I won't tell your boyfriend you're lusting after me. We'll keep it between us." Yami gave Joey a serious look. Yugi was laughing so hard he could barely breathe.

"Oh my Gods, Yami! Why do you always come by the minute I'm doing something wrong? Your boyfriend and his white haired compatriot are in here, filth coming out of their mouths and I get scolded!"

"Joey, it's okay. I'm only joking with you." Yami finally smiled, not being able to keep the act up any longer. "Anyway, the real reason I came in here was to tell you I'm headed for Malik's house. If you guys need anything, Yugi can let me know."

"Yeah, yeah…get out of here already," Joey said, rolling his eyes. Yami gave Yugi a kiss goodbye and he left. They waited for Yami's footsteps to fade away before Joey continued, "You know, it makes me wonder how many conversations Yami's heard from this room over the last couple of months."

"Um hum, Joey makes an excellent point," Ryou agreed, smiling. "Well, since Yami brought up Malik anyway, not to bring the subject back up or anything, Tristan's planning on spending the night tomorrow, and Bakura and Malik will be at Malik's house so…who knows." Joey and Yugi lifted their eyebrows, with smiles. "Anyway, enough of that, no more sex talk, let's play Yugi's favorite game, Pictionary, like we were going to."

Yugi blushed a little. Some of Yugi's innocence was gone, but certainly not all of it. "I'd rather play Rummy, if you guys don't mind."

"Oh, yeah, I forgot about that," Joey thought, a little smile on his face.

"Yeah, um, I'll get the cards then," Ryou agreed, also smiling.


"Ryou, what's up, Babes, you okay?" Tristan asked, pulling off his clothes. Ryou blinked and looked back at his lover. They were in the bathroom Tristan had already turned on the shower.

"Sorry, I was just thinking." He smiled.

"Oh. For a moment I was thinking you were having an outer body experience or something. Do you still want to get in or no? We don't have to, Babes."

"You always say that, Tristy."

"And you always call me that when I do." Ryou smiled at him. "Well, do you want to, Ryou? I mean it, we don't have to."

"Tristan, you already know the answer to that question." Ryou leaned against the half-naked other capturing his tongue before Tristan could even think to fight for dominance. Tristan moaned, despite being use to Ryou's spontaneous moments of aggressiveness, he could never help falling victim to it. He was getting that familiar weak feeling in his knees as Ryou forced his tongue down Tristan's throat and pressed into him firmly. When the kiss ended Ryou concluded, "I think I'd like to have an outer body experience with you, Tristan."

"That can be arranged you little white haired, whore." Tristan pushed against Ryou hard, awaking Ryou's sleepy member with his own hard-on.

"Why is it we never make it into the shower?" Ryou asked, collapsing onto the bath mat.

"One day, Ryou. One day we'll actually have sex in the shower, but as for now, if I don't get inside of you soon I'm going to burst." Tristan started ripping clothes off.

"You're such a tramp, Tristan."

"Takes one to know one, Babes." Tristan had the rest of his clothes off in a whirlwind and was on to Ryou's PJs.

"Is this what I get for making you wait so long, Tristan?" Ryou teased, feeling Tristan starting his sloppy kiss torture he was known for. Tristan wasted no time, making a run for the boarder almost immediately.

"I have no regrets about waiting. And to answer your question I'm always like this. And let me add that I'm not accustomed to exchanging dialogue when I'm this horny." Tristan teased the heated flesh around Ryou's abdomen before he slid his tongue down the length of Ryou's shaft, Ryou biting his lip to keep from screaming.

"Ryou, we've talked about this…you trying to keep yourself from moaning. That's not going to fly, I want to hear how it feels, Babes." Tristan accentuated his point by sliding his tongue down the sensitive underside of Ryou's member, getting Ryou to lift his body off the floor, Ryou moaned but forced himself to keep his mouth closed.

"So, we want to play games, do we? You keep biting your lip and swallowing your screams and I'm going to have to punish you."

"Tristan, Bakura and Malik are right downstairs. I don't want them to know what we're doing up here."

"Well, I want them to hear what we're doing up here." Tristan took Ryou's entire length into his mouth and started humming a song.

"Mmmmm, Gods, Tristan. Tristan…fuck…" Tristan smirked, and continued, bobbing his head up and down, adding nips and kisses to his blowjob.

"Tristan!" Ryou bucked up. Tristan grabbed Ryou's hips and forced him to stay down. He continued bobbing, slowly, getting up to the head and giving it a swirl, then swirling his tongue back down his member, leaving saliva trails. Ryou equated Tristan's tongue trick to a slippery, slimy, slug, leaving ooze as it slithers around. Tristan lifted his head up, that same smug look on his face Ryou found so sexy he wondered how he didn't come just looking at it. "Why'd you stop?"

"I have a headache. I don't think I'm in the mood anymore."

"Tristan, you're kidding me…"

"No, Babes, I mean it, I'm just not in the mood." Tristan sat up. "Come on, let's get showered and see what concoction Bakura and Malik came up with for breakfast."

"You punk!" Ryou groaned pushing Tristan onto his back.

"Hey, I told you, I'm not in the mood."

"Well I am, you slut, you don't get me stiff as a stick and then tell me you have a headache."

"Ryou, stop, I'm really uninterested."

"Your penis sticking up like a damned flag pole says otherwise."

"Ryou, you fucker, what are you doing." Tristan got the answer, as he felt Ryou's mouth on his ball sack. "Just what is it you think you're doing you, slutty flirt?"

"I'm going to put your balls in my mouth, that's what I'm doing, you bitch." Tristan screamed, feeling Ryou roughly lick the area between his testicles and cock. "You wanted Bakura and Malik to hear what we're doing up here, sounds to me like you'll get your wish."

"Damn you, Ryou." Ryou looked up, full of himself. Tristan loved this side of him. Oh the things their friends didn't know about their albino-looking companion. I don't think they'd ever believe how much of a freak he is when he gets like this. I barely believe it. It's the quiet ones you have to look out for, I guess. One minute he's sweet and chaste, the next he's an animal.

"Pay attention, Tristan. Would you like me to continue, or are you going to complain. Cause I think I feel a headache coming on too."

"Shut up, and finish what you started. And maybe if you do a good job washing them off I'll fuck you." Ryou squeezed Tristan's dick harshly. "Ouch." Ryou laughed. "Just wait until I take over, you're going to need diapers, asshole."

"I'm going to hold you to that." Tristan screamed again as Ryou engulfed the right side of his package and bit into it gently.

"Don't fucking stop….you hear me….damn…." Ryou didn't. He gave the entire area a good soaking, his moist oral cavity having Tristan screaming loud enough that Malik and Bakura did hear what they were doing. "Stop, I don't want to come, stop." Ryou stopped, the moment was over, he was back to being himself and smiled at Tristan shyly, his face red with embarrassment.

"On your back, now…" Tristan was out of breath. Ryou did as he was told, breathing a little ragged, face still flushed.

"Just go easy, okay?" Ryou whispered, giving Tristan a nervous look.

"It never ceases to amaze me how you always revert back to shy, sweet Ryou once you get me completely turned on," Tristan began, leaning on top of his lover.

"I'm sorry, Tristan, I don't mean to, I…"

"Ryou, I'm not complaining. It's wonderful." Tristan sucked on an earlobe, lovingly. "Um, those little ears of yours, always so red when you get worried or angry or something…" Tristan spent a couple of moments worshipping them, practically erecting a shrine to them with his warm, wet tongue, getting Ryou moaning softly. "I love you, Ryou. You're so perfect. Every time I see you and you smile at me I want to turn around and see who you're looking at, I can't believe you chose me."

Ryou blushed again, his ears getting darker. "Oh, Tristan, you're the perfect one. You're so amazing…" Tristan kissed him. He needed to distract him as he probed two fingers into him, Ryou was already completely relaxed, and from the looks of it wouldn't be needing too much preparation.

"There's baby oil in the cabinet," Ryou instructed, remembering it was where they put it last time. Tristan got up, grabbed it, poured a fair amount and plundered his passage with his fingers again, before haphazardly dousing his own manhood.

"Okay, Ryou, enough foreplay. Time to finish this."

Ryou smiled, evilly. "Fuck me, Tristan." Tristan's smug look returned. He positioned himself and slid in, Ryou's body immediately accepting him. Tristan established a fairly quick pace, the intensity of which had Ryou scrambling to grab onto Tristan's shoulders for support.

"Ummm, Tristan… you just keep getting better."

"I was thinking the same thing about you, Babes." Ryou started moaning as Tristan grabbed Ryou's erection. They were too turned on to make their lovemaking last for long, Tristan could already feel the tightness in his dampened balls returning. Ryou shifted under Tristan, which Tristan responded too with a grunt.

Tristan continued his speed, it always amazed Ryou how much stamina the brunet had. Not that he was complaining. Of course Tristan's stamina could attest for why he was always so horny all the time, although most of the time it was Ryou who initiated their sexual activities.

"I'm not going to last long…I'm going to…I'm going to….shit….Tristan…"

"Don't just talk about it….let's see that sperm of yours. Come you, prick. Come for daddy." Ryou couldn't help but come at Tristan's dirty talk, which Tristan was grateful for, especially since he came a fraction of a second later. Ryou panted, Tristan rubbing his finger in the white substance now lining Ryou's chest. He drew little hearts, carelessly doodling with his finger turned paintbrush. Then he took his finger to his lips and tasted the by-product of their sex games.

"If we had more time I'd have you come again so I can have a full meal." He gave Ryou's abdominals a passionate lick and smiled.

"We still haven't showered yet, Tristy."

"You make a very good point, Babes."

"So do you." Ryou pointed to Tristan's newly formed erection. They smiled at each other.

~.~

"Aibou, wake up. Come on, wake up, Little One." I'm awake, Yami. I'm awake. Just explain why. "Up, sit up, Yugi."

"Yami, I'm exhausted, you wore me out last night."

"I wear you out on a regular basis. Now sit up." Yugi did, rubbing his violet eyes, very tired and very annoyed. "I made you breakfast in bed. Pecan waffles. I know how much you like them." Yugi gave Yami a sleepy smile. "I figured you'd have quite the appetite, after last night."

"I think grandpa should go visit relatives more often." He gave Yami a toothy grin as Yami straddled the tray across Yugi's legs. "Um, Yami, this looks so delicious, what's the occasion? You know, today isn't my birthday, I hope you didn't think it was. It's not until next week."

"I know when your birthday is, Aibou, you've only been thinking about it everyday for a good month. This is a just because breakfast."

"Oh, well, in that case, thank you, Yami, this is so sweet of you. I love you."

"And I love you, Little One." He kissed Yugi on the forehead. "Okay, Aibou, I have to go call Malik. We have plans tonight. I have to make sure he hasn't forgotten and promised Bakura they'd do something. Do you have plans for tonight?"

"Um, Mokuba said something about me coming over. He said he'd send the limo for me."

"Sounds like fun. Okay, enjoy breakfast, and make sure you put the plates in the sink when you're done. And if you need anymore milk let me know." Yugi blushed as Yami left the room. Things couldn't be going better, at least not that he could think. It had been hard not spending every waking hour of everyday, every week together. But it was the only way they could avoid getting on each other's nerves.

It was funny, it wasn't all that long ago that Yugi was calling Malik a blond headed bitch and causing more drama than anyone could have ever imagined. But now Malik and Yugi were friends, and once Yugi was sure Malik wasn't interested in his spirit in a sexual nature he even enjoyed his company.


"Oh, hi Malik, Yami just went to the store, he should be back soon," Yugi explained letting Malik into the house. It had only been three weeks since Yugi and Yami were officially together, and they were still pretty much in their honeymoon period, if you didn't count the argument they had had the week Ryou, Tristan, Seto, and Joey were going through their emotional upheaval.

"What he go get, some candy flavored lube?" Malik asked, giving Yugi a look. Yugi blushed a little.

"We ran out of milk," Yugi answered, walking into the kitchen.

"You guys go through milk like no household I've ever known."

"It's our favorite beverage." Yugi opened the refrigerator. "You want something to drink?"

"No thanks, I'm good." Yugi pulled a can of soda out for himself and sat on the counter.

"Hey, Malik, it occurred to me the other day that I never really apologized for that fog incident."

"Oh, Yugi, forget about it, it's over with. That was weeks a go, and besides, we can laugh about it now. I was more afraid you and Yami wouldn't make up."

"Really?"

"Yeah, you and Yami, it's like you're the ultimate super couple, if you guys can't make it work what hope is there for the rest of us. Anyone who doesn't know what it means to be in love just has to take one glance at you two." Yugi smiled.

"Oh, Malik, you're really a great guy. And I'm really happy Bakura and you have everything worked out too. It looks like he makes you so happy."

"Yeah, he does. Yami and you are getting a long pretty well too, I take it?"

"Um hum. It's good." Malik smiled. "We should all go somewhere sometime, like on a double date. I think that would be adorable."

"A double date to where?"

"Anywhere. We could all go play mini-golf or something. When it gets warm again. It doesn't matter what we do, really."

"Okay, Yugi, we will. Sometime soon."

"There is one more thing, Malik. I have to ask you a question. And actually I have a favor I want to ask too."

"What's on your mind?"

"Well, Mai told me you and her had a conversation that night with that fog situation and she said she asked you why Yami didn't tell me how he felt and you said because he was afraid of rejection, did you have another conversation with him after that? Did you tell him to tell me what was on his mind?"

"I did promise him I wouldn't tell you. But yes, we got into an argument about that later on. I told him that it wasn't fair of him to hurt you anymore. And that he needed to swallow his pride and say something."

Yugi grinned. "Really Malik! Oh, thank you. You're really so nice, and sweet, and I was so mean and crazy to you, and I do apologize. I really am sorry for all the trouble I caused."

"It's okay, Yugi. Just don't let Yami know I told you. He'll probably flip out or something. I like Yami except when he's upset."

"Yeah, me too."

~.~

Joey rolled over a final time and sat up. It was clear Seto was no longer in bed. Ever since Joey's father had returned from the program Seto was insistent that Joey spend every weekend at his house. Not that Joey's father had had any relapses. He was actually slowly turning into a semi-decent guy, but a lot of the personality flaws that he went away with were back, including his absentee parenting style. Most nights his father spent in church or in meetings, trying to keep the urge to pick up a bottle and drown his troubles in check.

So Joey spent the weekends at the Kaiba mansion, at least the part of the weekend that he didn't spend with Ryou and Yugi. Usually he spent Friday nights with the two other teens, especially since the one habit Joey hadn't broken Seto of was doing work on Friday nights. This had been the exception to the rule however, this weekend everyone had spent time with their significant other with the knowledge that Seto was hosting an after party sleepover at his house for Yugi's birthday.

Of course Yugi hadn't known that and was pretty disappointed both Ryou and Joey had declined the invitation to come over. Of course Yami had made their alone time worth his while. Joey had actually gotten Seto to refrain from opening that black laptop of his all night. But Seto was now nowhere to be found this early Saturday morning. Well, not that Joey had gotten up and looked for him or anything. He wasn't in bed, and that was enough to annoy him.

His loss, I'm not getting up. If he doesn't want a quickie that's his deal. Who are you kidding, Joey, you're the one who wants a quickie. Damn it, why does he disappear when I'm horny as a toad! Joey slid back into the covers, his hand outstretched as it snaked it's way under his boyfriend's pillow. What the Hell is this?

Joey pulled at the folded piece of paper tucked away under the pillow and pulled it out. He unfolded it and scanned the document carefully: Hey, Seto. Mokuba and I made you some pancakes. Just stick them in the microwave for four minutes. Spoon the sauce on and add aonori and mayonnaise. Enjoy. Joey. (Puppy).

It was the note Joey had left an eon ago, that night he came over and made Japanese pancakes with Mokuba. He left the note with Seto's share, not giving it another thought. And Seto had kept it. Maybe it was because he had signed it "Joey" with "Puppy" in parentheses. Or maybe it was because he needed the directions for the next time Joey left him pancakes. Or maybe it was because it had come from him.

"That jerk, Mr. Anti-romantic. And he saved the note." Just last night he had harped about the ending to some late night romantic comedy Joey had forced him to watch. "He kept the note, what a… what an idiot." Joey sat up and held the note in his hands, smiling. "The same way I still stare at him in the locker mirror, wait for him to smile back at me, kiss me, and remind me how lucky I am to have that ass…" Ass, now he was horny again!

It was all Seto's fault! Where the Hell was his CEO Casanova? Joey refolded the note and slipped it back where he found it. He searched for the remote, discovering it under the bed, with an index card taped to it. Joey pulled the index card off and looked it over: Puppy, knew you'd find my note when your lazy ass woke up and wanted to watch more of that mindless boob tube. In any case, because I was bothered all last night with your desperate need to have sex with me I had to go into the office for a couple of hours. No worries, I'll be back by lunchtime. Plenty of time for Yugi's surprise party. I already told the staff and Mokuba what needs to be done as far as the rest of the preparations for our little after party shindig, and if you're not too busy doing absolutely nothing besides awaiting my return you're welcome to pitch in. Sincerely, your asshole boyfriend, Seto.

Joey smiled. "You are an asshole. Don't you know I'm horny?" Joey folded the index card and placed it under his own pillow, vowing to put it somewhere special as soon as he returned home. Seto and his crap. He was always working. It reminded him of the incident a week ago, and Joey smiled brighter.


"Mr. Kaiba, your 4:00 is here."

"My 4:00? I have a 4:00?"

"Yes, he's waiting in your office, Sir."

"Very well." He turned the handle.

"I'll hold your calls, Sir."

"Thank you." Seto missed the smile spreading on his secretary's face as he entered the room. There was someone sitting in the seat across from his desk.

"I apologize for keeping you waiting. My board meeting was running behind schedule. I trust you were not waiting too long, Mr…" Seto reached the chair, it spinning around and reveling his lover.

"Puppy…."

"Disappointed?" Joey asked, smiling into Seto's warm eyes.

"Not the word I would have picked." Joey stood up from the seat and planted a careful kiss onto Seto's lips.

"What word would you have picked?"

"Foolish. I'm going to make you regret doing that."

"Gods, I hope so."

Seto kissed him again, hard, tugging on his tongue and chewing on his lips. Then he suddenly pulled back, adding, "I have work I need to finish, you can't expect me to drop everything and have sex with you." He walked around the desk and sat on his chair.

"Who said anything about letting you have sex with me?" Joey asked walking carelessly around the desk, Seto watching him intensely. "I just came by to get a blow job." Then as smug as could be, he sat down on Seto's desk, and spread open his legs, a huge grin on his face.

Seto couldn't help but smile, even though he knew doing so would give Joey some of his control. "Your smile won't be as bright after I fuck your lights out, Puppy." Seto yanked Joey onto his lap, Joey plopping down hard, his erection pushing against Seto's growing member. Seto rolled the leather chair closer to his desk so that Joey was essentially pinned between two pieces of hard, solid, wood, the desk and Seto's erection respectively.

"Part of the problem, Puppy, is that you forget who you're dealing with. But no worries, I'm going to remind you," Seto promised, leaning into him and stealing his lips with his own. Joey naturally parted his mouth, his brunet boy toy using it as an opportunity to allow his tongue to reunite with Joey's. By the time the kiss was over, both teen's appendages were throbbing.

Joey began pulling his shirt over his head and Seto let out a satisfied murmur. Joey looked at him and slowly kicked off his shoes, lifting up so the two of them could remove the boxers and jeans. Before Joey could return to his spot atop Seto, the brunet pulled down his own pants and boxer briefs so that he was naked from the waist down. He leaned back in the swivel chair, his dick saluting Joey imperially.

"I'm half tempted to screw you shitless right now with no preparation, just for coming in here and having the audacity to interrupt me when I'm so busy."

Joey looked at him carefully, his brown eyes not leaving Seto's face. "As far as I know this is still your office, and you're the boss, Seto." Seto smiled at Joey's admission, licking his lips hungrily. They already knew that Joey liked it rough on occasion. How rough, well perhaps it was time to find out.

"Tell you what, Joey, how you get it I leave entirely up to you." Seto smiled evilly. "You're gonna get on your knees and you're gonna get me nice and wet, or not. Either way in less than two minutes this…" He pointed to his penis… "is gonna be in that…" he slid his hand between Joey's legs and poked at his puckered entrance. Joey moaned, then got down on his knees.

Seto began removing his shirt, trying to maintain some level of clarity. Joey knelt on the floor, between his legs, hidden beneath the desk, only making Joey feel hotter, thinking how erotic it was to be performing a sex act concealed like this. He slowly took Seto into his mouth, wanting to send Seto over the edge with only a few sucks. Seto bit his lip, knowing the torture Joey would inflict, and not wanting the puppy to have the satisfaction of moans and whimpers his mouth longed to produce.

Joey was slow at first, wetting the skin with his exaggerated tongue movements. He nuzzled his cheek against Seto's cock, kissing him, inhaling him, taking him deeper into his mouth. The taller teen swallowed hard as Joey did the same, sucking him greedily. As the first drops of pre-cum began to ooze Joey could feel the erection growing bigger against his tongue. He was already rock hard, but Joey opened his jaw wider, the cock pressing against his tonsils.

Seto resisted the urge to thrust forward and face fuck his little pet. His breathing now mere pants, he knew Joey was enjoying this too much. Joey had thoroughly drenched the aching manhood, and any moment Seto was going to moan. The puppy practically gorged himself on Seto's shaft before the CEO announced that Joey's two minutes were officially up.

Joey looked up, innocently, as if he was accustomed to sucking people off at their workstations. Seto's penis was pulsating. "Get off the floor, so I can show you exactly why it is that I'm in charge," the oldest Kaiba brother instructed, slipping back into his role as the top. Joey did as he was told. He could feel his heart lodging itself inside his throat.

Seto spun Joey around and he sat back against him, Seto kissing the nape of his neck, the two boys facing the same direction. Their dicks rubbed against each other, the friction nearly causing Seto to come right then. Joey leaned back so Seto could reclaim his lips, both of them moaning into the kiss. "It's time, Pup, let's just hope for your sake you did a good job…"

He lifted Joey up a little before forcing the blond to impale himself, his sphincter muscles objecting before relaxing just as quickly. He wiggled only allowing more of Seto into him, until he slid down to the hilt. Without allowing Joey to adjust Seto thrust up into him, Joey moaning, and wincing in pain. Seto did it again, again receiving a moan. "What's wrong, Joey? Such a big mouth… don't you have anything to say?"

Seto repeated the action, Joey screamed at the direct hit to his prostate. Not wanting to let Seto completely win, Joey pushed hard against Seto, eagerly. The chair echoed Seto's moans, creaking with the force. Joey began to ride him, throwing his head back, allowing Seto to dominate his neck and leave hickeys everywhere. Their rhythm well established, Joey's pain and pleasure intoxicating his senses, he moaned, "Harder…fuck, harder, Seto."

Before Seto complied, he grabbed Joey's erection and squeezed it. "Beg me…" Seto demanded, not wanting to make it easy on the blond.

"Harder, please…. Gods….I need you…"

"You need me, huh?"

"Yes, please… please… harder…."

"As you wish…" Seto's pace increased, and the intensity with which he shoved himself into Joey solicited screams that were otherworldly. "Take it, take it up that tight little asshole of yours…"

"Make me take it…please… Gods…" Blond locks hung in his eyes…he was going to come. Any moment now.

"Fuck….mmmmm…Joey…"

"Gods, Seto…."

"You like that? You like feeling my thickness up your ass?"

"Gods, yes! I'm going to…" And then Joey did. Seto followed suit shortly thereafter. Joey slumped against the CEO, exhausted. Joey didn't even remember what happened afterwards, Seto had wrapped Joey up lovingly and placed him on the couch, where he fell asleep. When he woke up Seto redressed him and they headed for the limo.

"Seto, before…in your office…that was…that was really good…" They were en route to Seto's house.

"You looked like you enjoyed yourself."

"Yeah, so did you."

"I always enjoy watching my handy work. It took some time getting my little puppy trained, but you've mastered the art of begging. I'll give you a treat when we get home." Joey narrowed his eyes but smiled just as easily.

"Such a jerk. I hope your not expecting any more action tonight."

"Of course I am. I'm anticipating a second and third helping."

"I'm supposed to be meeting Yugi and Ryou tonight. Remember it's Friday, and on Friday's you do work and I hang out with my other friends."

"You should have thought of that before you came in my office this afternoon. I mean that in two ways, of course." Seto pulled out the car phone. "Call them and tell them you got tied up."

"Tied up?"

"Well, technically you won't be tied up until later but just let them know you'll be needing a rain check on this evening." Seto dialed Yugi's number. He handed the phone to Joey. Joey blushed and waited for Yugi to pick up.

"Hi, Yugi, it's me. Yeah, I'm fine, how are you? Good, yeah, um, about tonight, I'll probably be a little late…um… Why? Something suddenly came up…" Joey immediately regretted his bad pun. Seto narrowed his eyes. "No, Yugi, I'm definitely still coming…" Joey groaned, he'd done it again. His mind was stuck in the trash. Seto snatched the phone from the puppy's hands.

"Yugi? This is Seto. Yeah. Joey won't be able to spend the night at your house. I'm planning on fucking my boyfriend so hard he won't be able to walk. He apologizes of course." Joey sat frozen, his eyes comically wide. Seto handed him the phone. "Here, Puppy."

"Hi. Um, yeah. What he said. Okay, I'll see you tomorrow at the arcade. No, I won't be on crutches, Yug." Seto smirked. "Goodbye." Joey hung up the phone. "You are a huge, big, jerk off!"

"I'd like to give you a huge, big jerk off…" Seto leaned over and Joey was once again putty in his lover's hands.


That had been a wonderful evening. And thinking about it had Joey as hard as cement. He groaned and forced himself into the bathroom. He needed a cold shower. If Seto didn't get home soon he was going to have a big problem. "What the hell is wrong with me! Damn you, you ass, get home…I'm so horny!"

~.~

Mokuba arrived in the limo at 7:30. Yugi ran to the car and got inside. "Yugi, it's so good to see you."

"You too, Mokuba. So what's the plan, what are we going to do tonight?"

"I don't know, I was thinking we could go to the arcade, they got in some new video games, and then maybe we could go back to my house and play some more."

"Isn't the arcade going to be ridiculously busy this time of night? And I thought Seto doesn't like you going there without him, in case there are some kidnappers or something."

"I'm sure it'll be fine. Ever since Joey and Seto started going out Seto's protective brother shtick is wearing away. I'm sure you'll protect me from any potential bad guys."

"I don't want Seto to get mad at you for going. You sure he's not going to mind?"

"What he doesn't know won't hurt him. Why, you don't want to play at the arcade with me, Yugi?" Mokuba asked, his sweet eyes looking almost hurt.

"I do. Okay, we'll go." Mokuba grinned.

~.~

"Where are Malik and Bakura?" Mai asked, getting annoyed. "Yugi and Mokuba will be here before long."

"I think they're in the bathroom, again," Duke answered, glancing at the back of the arcade. He started chucking his fifth can of soda.

"That's really gross…I guess that means I'm not using the facilities here," Joey grumbled, making a face.

"I just got a really bad mental image," Tristan added, looking at his best friend. "It's improper to do that kind of thing in the bathroom…" he trailed off…Ryou gave him a look. "Then again, I guess they can do whatever they want."

"No they can't, Tristan. Yami and Seto went through a lot of trouble renting the arcade out for the night, I don't think the management is going to appreciate cleaning up whatever mess they're making in there," Tea protested.

"Tea's right. That's wrong on like so many levels. If I worked here and I had to clean up cum stains I'd be pretty pissed," Mai continued.

"Such a fowl mouth you got there, Mai. You ladies have gotten as bad as Tristan and Joey," Seto remarked, giving the blond a look.

"It's hanging around with all you perverts, it's become a bad influence on her," Tea explained.

"I resent that, Duke's not a pervert," Serenity objected.

"You aren't around him when he's with the rest of the peanut gallery," Yami assured her. "But, yes, I would say that Duke is probably the gentlemen of the group." Duke smiled, and burped. "Of course he has his moments."

Bakura returned. Malik was still, presumably, in the bathroom. "Yugi here yet?" Bakura asked, looking at the group.

"Not yet. They're due at about eight," Ryou answered.

"Good, I thought maybe we'd miss the surprise. You'd never believe what Malik and I were doing in there," Bakura started.

"Don't be so sure about that, Bakura," Duke answered with laugh. Serenity gave him an angry look.

"Why don't we pick out hiding spots?" Yami decided, trying to avoid some type of altercation.

"Okay, sure, that's a good idea, Yami," Tea agreed, immediately getting Yami's motivations.

"Doesn't anyone have any guesses as to what we were doing? Anyone?" Bakura asked. Yami's crimson eyes blazed. He wasn't planning on ruining Yugi's surprise party with a Bakura conflict but so help him if Bakura started.

"Bakura, we're actually pretty uninterested," Tristan answered.

"Yeah, what Malik and you do together is personal," Joey continued.

"It's not like it was anything you guys haven't all done," Bakura protested.

"Listen, Bakura…" Yami started.

"Bakura, there are females present, why don't you save all the juicy details for later, when we get back to my house," Seto offered, diplomatically. He wouldn't let the former pharaoh lose his cool.

"What is it you guys think we were doing in there anyway…all Malik and I were…"

"Bakura, I think it best if you take, Kaiba's advice," Yami warned. He was angry again.

"Yugi's not here yet, is he?" Malik asked, returning from the bathroom. "That took so long, I never thought we'd finish in time." Joey, Ryou, Serenity and Tea blushed. Then they noticed the wrapped boxes in his hands. "We would have wrapped them before hand, but Bakura and I got distracted."

"You were wrapping presents, in the bathroom?" Mai asked, narrowing her eyes.

"Um hum, didn't Bakura tell you the story? It took us all last weekend to find these gifts but we kept putting off wrapping them, and Bakura insisted we let them be a surprise to everyone so we were wrapping them in the bathroom. And like half the wrapping paper feel into the toilet. We were about to use toilet paper, Bakura started swearing, it was great."

"Isn't that a hoot, wow, look where all of our heads are at," Joey proclaimed, smiling.

"That's really sad, we really are all perverts," Duke continued. "That's actually pretty funny."

"I apologize, Bakura. I guess we shouldn't have jumped to an inappropriate conclusion. Next time we'll give you the benefit of the doubt," Yami promised, the anger leaving.

"Come on, let's hide before they get here, it's almost time," Ryou announced, looking at his watch.

"Hey, I wanted to hide behind the Street Fighter game, Serenity. Damn it, move over," Mai called. They dispersed, trying to find places to duck, hiding behind various arcade games and vending machines.

"Wrapping presents, hum?" Seto asked, walking with Bakura towards the food counter. "Is that what you guys call it?"

"What are you talking about, Kaiba? Didn't you hear Malik? That's all we were doing in there."

"I apologize. By the way, Bakura, your fly's still down." Bakura caught Seto's smile and gave an equally pleased smile of his own.

~.~

"Mokuba, this place doesn't even look open," Yugi complained. Which was weird, the arcade made most of their business on Saturdays. Even though they were busier during the day than at night, there was still no reason to believe they wouldn't be opened.

"Come on, let's check it out, see what's going on." Mokuba dashed for the door.

"Mokuba, wait up, this could be dangerous." Yugi was worried, for all he knew some abductor could be lurking in the shadows. If something happened to the younger teen Seto would murder him.

"I think the door's unlocked, Yugi. Let's see what's going on in there."

"No, Mokuba, we can't do that." Mokuba opened the door and stepped inside. "Mokuba, get back here."

"Come on, let's find a light switch." Yugi opened the door reluctantly, ready to shit a brick from fright.

"Mokuba, I think we should leave."

"No, come on, Yugi. Hey, I found the light switch."

"Mokuba…"

"Surprise." Yugi jumped, nearly falling backwards.

"Happy birthday, Yugi!" Tea and Mai screamed running up to their small friend.

"Surprise, Yugi!" Joey continued.

"Were you really surprised, or did, Joey spill the beans?" Ryou wondered, hugging Yugi.

"I bet Joey did tell him, he has a big mouth," Seto teased, catching himself actually smiling at the spectacle. Everyone was pushing each other trying to get a hug from the tri haired teenager.

"I didn't tell him, honest. Tristan's the one who almost slipped and said something like last week," Joey insisted.

"Well, that was Seto's fault. He brought the whole thing up," Tristan defended giving Seto a look.

"Of course, blame it on the rich guy," Seto returned, finding himself drawn over to the little crowd around Yugi. He couldn't help it, these strange characters had grown on him, he couldn't imagine anywhere else he'd rather be at the moment. Yugi wrapped his arms around Seto, Serenity snapping a picture.

"Aww, that's too cute, I want a copy, Serenity. That's going up on the fridge," Malik laughed.

"Send me a copy to. Blackmail," Mokuba finished.

"Who's side are you on, Mokuba!" Seto asked, annoyed. Yugi let him go. Bakura picked the smaller boy up.

"So, you're another year older, you wouldn't know it judging from your height."

"Oh stop it, Bakura, don't tease him," Tea mocked. Serenity took another picture.

"You sure you didn't figure it out?" Duke asked, getting his turn at the hugging.

"No, I'm completely surprised. Shocked. My birthday isn't until next week."

"Yeah, so we hear. Yami thought it was today, so he arranged this little party a week early," Seto explained, in a teasing voice.

"Seto, behave. We don't need any drama," Ryou thought, smiling.

"Where is Yami?" Yugi asked, as Duke and his embrace ended. He had hugged all of them. All of them except Yami.

"Yami who?" Bakura answered.

"My yami. Yami Yami. Where is he?"

"Haven't seen him," Mai answered.

"I don't think he's here yet," Joey continued.

"What do you mean he's not here yet?" Yugi asked, upset. "Yami? Where are you? Yami!"

The other's exchanged looks. "I'm sure he'll get here, eventually," Serenity assured him.

"If not he'll meet us at Seto's house," Tristan concluded.

"You guys aren't serious, he is here, isn't he?" Of course he had to be here, didn't Seto say this was his idea in the first place?

Yugi started pouting. Maybe he wasn't here. "Yami?" he called once more, just to be certain.

"Miss me, Little One?" Yami asked, coming out with the birthday cake. "Happy birthday, Aibou. You know me, have to make an entrance."

"It's true, ever see when he comes out of that scary millennium puzzle?" Joey joked.

"Yami!" Yugi's classic ten-foot smile grew to twice its normal size. Tristan took the cake from Yami's hands and set it down. Yugi grabbed Yami and pulled him as close as possible.

"Easy, Little One. It's okay. I'm here."

"This is so wonderful, Yami. Oh, I love you so much." Yugi was practically in tears. "Thank you, thank you. What a perfect gift."

"There's more to come, Aibou." There was a hint of another meaning in that. Crimson eyes darted out and looked at the others who all smiled.

"I love you, Yami."

"And I love you, Yugi." Yami leaned down and placed a beautiful kiss on Yugi's lips. Serenity took a picture.

"I think I even want a copy of that picture," Seto thought aloud. Tristan smiled at him.

"Okay, enough of all that. There's food to eat, and games to play, and later we're all going back to Kaiba's house," Yami promised, giving Yugi another hug.

"We should eat first, so the food doesn't get cold," Mai suggested.

"Good idea. I'll start setting it up," Yami agreed.

"Oh, no you don't. I'll go. Stay with him," Tristan said, already heading for the back room.

"I'll help," Seto offered. They looked at him. "Hey, don't get the wrong idea, I'm just trying to save all of you the embarrassment of me winning every single arcade game in this place."

"Kaiba, if that's an open challenge consider yourself in for it," Duke promised.

"Oh, and if we're playing Duel Monsters when we get back to the house I call first!" Joey added.

"Me too," Mai said, smiling. "And don't think because I like you you're not going to get your ass kicked, Joey."

"Even if by some miracle you beat me, which you won't, don't worry, because my boyfriend will finish the job."

"Yeah, well you can tell your boyfriend to bring it on…"

Seto smirked, and grabbed a tray of lasagna. "I think our boyfriends made too much food," Tristan thought, trying to figure out what was where.

"Ryou and Joey spent all yesterday in the kitchen. I told them it would have been easier if they had just let me get a caterer," Seto agreed, placing things on the tables.

"When I got to Ryou's house last night he was covered in food."

"I take it you helped clean him off?" Seto asked, lifting an eyebrow.

Tristan smiled. "Of course. Speaking of which, did you try the mashed potatoes, they're really good." Seto laughed.

"This is what Mai was talking about before. You're such a bad influence on the puppy, filling his head with dirty thoughts." Tristan shrugged. "Thank you." Tristan laughed.

"So, what's on the agenda tonight?" Tristan asked.

"Mokuba and Joey set the living room up with a bunch of stuff, games, etc. Mokuba thinks it'd be cute if everyone slept in the living room together, in sleeping bags, like a big massive sleepover. And there's enough bedrooms for everyone, in case no one else likes that idea. Of course, something tells me that if anything a lot of people will probably be sleeping in sets of two."

"What a perceptive observation, Seto."

How weird it was, laughing and joking with the CEO like this. So much had happened over the last two months. Ryou and Joey had been quite insistent that the two brunets make amends. And although Tristan and Seto did listen to their significant others, it was a conversation they had had a week after everything went down that finally did the trick:


Tristan had been putting off talking to Seto the entire week. Ryou was willing to give Tristan a chance, and Joey was his best friend again, the only thing left was to speak with his rival. But he had nothing to say. Somehow he gathered up his things and went into the library during the lunch period.

Seto watched Tristan walk over to him, over his laptop. He'd expected Tristan, he overheard part of Joey and his conversation in the hall earlier in the morning. Joey was scolding the other brunet, asking him why he hadn't spoken to Seto. And here Tristan was. He sat down across from Seto. Seto closed his laptop. There would be no skirting around the issue, Joey had already threatened him, if Seto didn't make up with Tristan soon he was getting cut off. Sexually.

And after tasting the forbidden fruit that was Joey Wheeler, talking to Tristan and forming a civil situation with him seemed like the more appealing choice. "Tristan, I'm assuming you're here to speak with me."

"You assume correctly. I guess you were waiting for me to come by?"

"Yes."

"I wonder, why didn't you come see me, why did you wait for me to stop by?" Tristan asked.

"Honestly, I had nothing to say to you."

"I don't have much to say to you either, Kaiba."

"Is this the part where you apologize to me, Tristan?" Seto asked, quirking his eyebrow.

"Only after you apologize to me." Tristan and Seto looked at each other for a moment. Seto was the first to smile.

"I don't regret most of what I said or did, after all, Tristan, all's fair in love and war."

"Agreed."

"So, did Joey ask you to speak with me?"

"No, not really, I just figured if you were going to be his boyfriend and I was going to be his best friend we'd have to tie up the loose ends."

"Ryou told you to speak to me, didn't he?"

"Okay, yeah, he did." It was Tristan's turn to smile. "And yeah, I suppose Joey said something too."

"Yeah, he said something to me as well, Joey I mean."

"So, look, I shouldn't have reacted the way I did. I was out of line a couple of times."

"I may have crossed the line during a couple of incidents. I should not have brought up Ky, or you and Joey's sexual activities."

"I shouldn't have said he didn't love you, or that you were a lying, conniving son of a bitch."

"You never said that to me, Tristan."

"I might have said that to someone else, then." Seto sighed. "Okay, so we're alright now, no more fighting, no more arguing. We'll be civil. For Joey's sake."

"Yes, I will no longer start anything with you. Everything that was said is forgotten. It's all okay now."

"Good, well, I'm going back to lunch. I'll see you later."

"I guess so." Tristan was about to stand up. Seto smirked.

"Now what?" Tristan asked, wondering if Seto was about to renege on their truce.

"I was just thinking, if things would have turned out different…"

"Different, what, if I would have gotten with Joey?"

"No, if Joey and I would have gotten with you." Tristan gave Seto a look. There was no way Seto had just said that to him. Not possible. But Seto had a look on his face. He was being serious.

"What, like a threesome?"

"Yeah."

Tristan looked at him, incredulously. "Please don't tell me you've thought about this, please don't say you've given a threesome some thought."

"No, I haven't."

"The Hell you haven't that's why you just said something you pervert. I bet you imagine me naked too. You're a voyeur, Kaiba. I can tell you're into that kinky shit."

"Don't flatter yourself, Tristan."

"Don't flatter myself? Dude, you just said something about us being in a threesome. I know why, you want me to fuck you, don't you?"

"Please. If there had ever been a threesome between us I would have definitely made you a bottom. The truth is, you want me in your ass crack."

"Maybe in your demented fantasy of this threesome. First of all, if there would have ever been a threesome Joey would have been tied down to a bed, so he couldn't get away. Then we would have tag teamed the guy until he was delirious in pleasure, since it's clear the guy has a thing for brunets. Then, while you would be teasing him some more, I'd get behind you and show you just who was boss."

"Tristan, there would never be a day you'd get that close to me. Joey being tied works, cause he likes it rough. As for you, I see Joey giving you a mind numbing blowjob while I take your manhood. And just to show you who the real top is, I'd have you screaming my first name until your throat was sore."

"Not even! Oh my god, first of all, it'd play out like a contest, each of us trying to impress Joey with our skills, each of us trying to out do each other, and then while he's tied up, and practically passed out, I'd roll you on your back and fuck you shitless."

"Tristan, that would only happen in your weirdest wet dream. I understand the need to think about me in that way, but it's not healthy to want something so unrealistic."

"Oh, but it's realistic that I'd be screaming your first name? Please, the name Seto would never leave my passion filled lips."

"You'd be begging for it, Tristan. Pleading."

"I'd have you so damn sore they'd carry you out on a stretcher."

"Just because you're relatively attractive doesn't mean I'd ever let you take me, Tristan…"

"And just because I find you relatively attractive too doesn't mean I'd have you…" Tristan stopped, he looked at Seto, blushing, bewildered. Shocked.

"Did we just have a sexual conversation about a proposed threesome between you, me and Joey?" Seto asked, equally in shock.

"I think so."

"Wow, I didn't vomit," Seto thought, giving Tristan a look.

"Of shut the shit up, Seto. I'm so tired of your fucking crap." Seto started laughing. "And just what the Hell is so funny?"

"The look on Joey's face if he ever knew what the Hell we just talked about."

"Could you imagine? He'd turn purple, then he'd brush his hair with his hand, look at us nervously…"

"And of course you know what the first words out of his mouth would be…"

"Huh?" Seto and Tristan proclaimed in unison. The looked at each other and laughed.

"So you're not going to tell him what was said, right, I mean… I don't want to give him the wrong idea about the two of us," Tristan asked, when he finally got the laughter under control.

"As long as you speak nothing of this as well. All I need is Joey thinking I've some how sabotaged Ryou and your blossoming romance with my wanton sexual desires…"

"So you admit to wanting me inside of you, Seto?"

"Oh, yeah, it's every dream I've ever had." Seto smiled. Tristan smiled.

"I won't tell your boyfriend. It'll be our little secret."

~.~

"I want to propose a toast!" Joey exclaimed. He stood up.

"This isn't a wedding, there's no toasting at a birthday party, Joey," Duke insisted.

"Um um, I want to. Seto, tell him I can propose a toast!"

"Just let him so we can sing happy birthday and cut the cake. I'm hungry, damn it," Bakura decided, annoyed.

"Bakura, you already ate everything. You've had more than enough," Ryou scolded.

"Both of you shut up, so I can make the toast."

"I tell yah, there's no making toasts at a surprise party," Duke continued.

"Duke, let the puppy make a toast. And if he does a bad job I'll go out to the limo and spank him," Seto promised, his delivery placid, with a hint of desire.

Joey blushed. "Anyway….I'd like to toast to one of my best friends ever, Yugi. On his birthday…"

"It isn't his birthday until next week, Joey," Mai said.

"Okay, okay, so on his surprise party. Anyway, I'd just like to tell you how wonderful you are. This crazy group wouldn't be anything without you. You're funny, and sweet, and cute, you light up a room when you enter with that big smile of yours…"

"Hey, Yami, I think Joey's hitting on your boyfriend," Tristan teased.

"Seto, you better look into retraining that puppy of yours," Malik added.

"Why can't I get a simple toast out without you idiots making comments? Shut up already."

"Joey always looks so hot when he gets mad," Ryou chimed in, not being able to resist.

"I think he always looks hot, period," Seto finished.

"Seto, who's side are you on here!"

"Okay, we're really sorry, Puppy. Honest. We won't say anything else. We promise. Go ahead, make your little toast."

"In conclusion, I just want to say, how lucky every one of us is that you opened your heart and gave us your friendship. Even if you called Malik a blond headed bitch a couple of months ago." Everyone chuckled. "To Yugi!" Joey lifted his can of soda.

"To Yugi!" Everyone else finished.

"Thanks, Joey. That was wonderful!" Yugi gave him a hug. "I love all of you guys, so much."

"And don't worry about the interruptions, Joey, you'll have plenty of opportunities to perfect your toast making skills. Yugi and I would be delighted if you made a toast at our wedding years from now," Yami promised. He gave Yugi a little kiss on the forehead.

"Awww," Serenity cooed, "That's so sweet."

"Yeah, whatever, let's carve this sucker up." Bakura grabbed the knife eyeing the cake.

"Wait a minute, we didn't sing happy birthday yet," Ryou said, taking the knife from the spirit's hands.

"And since we're making announcements, Tea and Mai want to make one as well," Serenity added, smiling at the other two females.

"What the Hell is this? We know, we know, you both love Yugi too… we all love, Yugi. He's perfect and wonderful…blah blah blah… there is a cake, with Yugi's name on it and a Dark Magician…and it's waiting to be served…"

"Stop it, Bakura. It's only fair that Tea and Mai get to tell Yugi they love him too," Yami insisted. "Go ahead ladies, we're all listening."

Mai looked at the others. "Actually, Yami, we weren't going to tell Yugi we loved him. We were going tell all of you that we love each other."

"Huh?" Joey asked. Tea blushed a little. "Holy shit, you guys are gay?"

"No, you guys are gay… technically we're lesbians," Tea answered.

"Holy shit, you guys are lesbians? Since when?"

"Joey, don't be so vulgar," Yugi insisted.

"Well of course they'd be lesbians, everyone of you guys like dick," Duke pointed out. "Now Serenity and are completely left out."

"Well actually, Tea's a lesbian, I'm bi," Mai added.

"No wonder neither of you ever had boyfriends…it's all coming together…" Malik thought.

"Talk about something that's come completely out of left field. I don't think any of us saw that one coming," Tristan thought.

"Well think about it, how often did they come out with us together. They'd go to the movies with Yami and Yugi, they'd go with Joey and Tristan to the mall. It's like it was a double date," Ryou added.

"How random…no offense of course. It's wonderful that you guys found each other. Love's certainly been in the air in Domino these last couple of months," Malik continued.

"Why didn't you guys tell us?" Yugi asked.

"Come on, with the amount of bullshit going on with you guys who needed two girls getting in the way. Besides, it wasn't like we really said anything to each other until like last weekend," Tea explicated.

"Does that mean you didn't hit that yet?" Bakura asked, pointing to Mai.

"Bakura!" Ryou and Malik exclaimed.

"I've always wanted to know if Mai was a natural blonde. Let me know after you guys get it on…I'm curious to know whether or not the curtains match the carpet", Bakura finished.

"I don't believe he just said that…I don't believe we're talking about this…", Ryou started.

"Bakura…let's save us all the trouble…I'm not in the mood to threaten you. Let's say you don't bring that up again and we'll cut the birthday cake," Yami thought. Everyone looked at Yami a little surprised.

"Fine, but only if I get Dark Magician's head."

"Wait, before we sing happy birthday we should take at least one group picture. I'm almost out of film and I want to savor this moment before everyone scatters around again," Serenity insisted.

"Here, I'll take it," Seto offered, picking up the camera.

"Hey, that's not going to work, then you won't be in the picture, Big Brother," Mokuba started.

"Yeah, you have to be in the picture, we all just started to like you," Duke added.

"Get the limo driver to take it!" Tristan thought, happy he had come up with the idea first. Seto looked at them. They smiled.

"You can stand next to me, Seto," Yugi added, pulling his arm.

"No, that makes no sense, he's too tall to stand in the front. Seto can stand next to Tristan and Bakura," Yami started.

"You guys, pose, I'll get Bernard." Mokuba ran out to the car. Those people are absolutely crazy. But they're so much fun. I just hope my life makes a little bit more sense whenever it is I first fall in love.


Fin.

Author's Endnotes Aww, it's really over, isn't it. It didn't really hit me until right now, I'm almost sad. But so glad it's done.