I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. If I did, Mariku would be tied to the Black Pearl, Jou, Seto and Malik would be going out, Otogi would stop hitting on Serenity, and Yuugi would be taller, that said, enjoy!

ScrewDriver

Jou sighed as he took another order to the back. It was his second month working here. Where you might ask. Why the gay bar exactly 82 and a half blocks from his hell. Jou was a 'waitress' wearing a short skirt, a semi- see-through white blouse and an apron, walking around taking the orders of those so bold as to flirt with him.

But hey, a jobs a job, right?

The door opened and a cloaked figure walked into the noisy bar and sat in a corner. One of Jou's tables. Jou sighed, and walked over to him, not seeing the smirk of familiarity playing on the figures lips.

'Hello. Would you like anything sir?' Jou asked politely, the tip of his pen poised on the paper.

'Ello. I'd like a screwdriver, please.' He said, holding a slight accent Jou found vaguely familiar.

'Anything else?' Jou asked, scribbling down 'screwdriver' in his lopsided scrawl.

'Nah.' was his response.

Jou nodded and brought the order to the back, while picking up a tray of drinks and bringing it to a group of men seated a few seats over from the stranger.

One man encircled his hand around Jou's waist. 'Hey darling, why don't you come back to the pad?' He asked in a would be seductive voice.

'I have work.' Jou said calmly, untangling himself from the older man's grip.

The figure growled lightly. –should I tell him? Nah...Better to play around with his head...Oh I have plans for you Jou. Yes I do...-

Okay, its not a real chapter, more like an Intro. I shall attempt to lengthen then chapters.