I've done this thing before. It's Yugioh this time! I'm very excited about it. I haven't written very much Yugioh since... a long time. As it was before, this will be all slash. Enjoy!

I don't own any of the characters used in this story or any of its successors.

As before, every chapter of this is a new story/drabble and there are no connections between them whatsoever.

1. Napkins (SetoxJoey)

It was Saturday night and the restaurant was packed. Seto liked it that way; it meant that he could pass off as a normal teenager out to dinner with a friend, not a billionaire on a date. Barely anyone even noticed that he was even there, too wrapped up in their own business. Seto glanced across the table, hoping to meet the warm smile of his date.

Instead, he found Joey unfolding the paper napkin that had wrapped his silverware. Joey had insisted on going out to a restaurant that he could pay for, and Seto had been forced to submit. There was not enough money in the restaurant to get real napkins; Seto was almost offended. But Joey looked like he was having fun, so Seto let it pass.

That is, he let it pass until a small wad of paper hit his cheek. "Hey!" he exclaimed, but had to dodge another flying piece of paper before he got anything else out.

Seto reached across the table, grabbing Joey's hand before the boy could flick another paper missile. Joey grinned and pulled his hand away. His hands snatched up the napkin and retreated under the table to create more projectiles. Seto frowned, his arms crossing over his chest. "You're acting like a child," he muttered.

Joey grinned, sending another piece of paper at Seto's face. "Oh come on. This is better than paper football!" he said. Another missile hit its target.

An angry look settled on Seto's face. He ground his teeth in an attempt to keep quiet. Even if no one was really paying attention to them, it was still embarrassing to have a paper war in the middle of a restaurant. His hand reflexively caught the next wad of paper before it hit him. "Joey, I'm never taking you out again," he growled.

"That's alright," Joey said with a grin. "Your cooks are better."

Seto's eyebrow twitched. "That wasn't the point."

Joey's grin broadened and he sent off another projectile. "Seto, I'm taking you out tonight. Anyway, your threat isn't even valid to this napkin; you'd never take me out to a restaurant that had paper napkins."

A piece of paper hit Seto right between the eyes. It was too much. Grabbing his own napkin, Seto rolled the whole thing into a ball and threw it at Joey. Who laughed. Even through his anger and his boyfriend's victory, Seto could not help the smile that broke across his face.

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I love yugioh, I just thought you should know.