Disclaimer: Thanks to the authors of Yugioh I can have fun writing, yet all rights will forever belong to them. Hey that's cool with me…….small reference to toy story…….

It's my birthday and this is a special post to celebrate it. It's a selfish story and guess what I'm in it, so indulge my private fancy which just might be yours and I'll support you when you have the nerve to write it. Read, laugh and we will blow out the candles internet style. I received my first present, its an internet birthday cake, so cool !!!! And a song!!! Thanks so much....

Dreamscape

Chapter One: Birthday wish

"She loves me, she loves me not, she loves me not . . . . . darn it. What am I going to doooooooooooo, Yugi?" Joey ruffled his honey blond hair in complete aspiration. The jumbled insides of his brain started to swell from all the thinking he'd been doing this past hour and to top it off time was running out; so the miserable ache in his heart left him in pain.

"Joey it isn't that bad man, just relax and when the rest of the gang gets here we will think of something." Yugi tried to sooth the raging emotions that raced through his friend's heart, but the words of encouragement felt like wind blowing sand across a dry desert, endless.

"Arggggg," in his frustration he threw Yami's pillow across the room and it smashed Ryou in the face as he opened up the bedroom door.

"Joey, what's up," Bakura barked as he squeezed pass Ryou and jumped on Yami's bed.

"Bakura get off my bed this instance; just the idea of you on its scares me silly," Yami's deep baritone voice vibrated off the walls. Yugi smiled and rolled over with laughter dragging Joey to the floor ; he still refused to be pacified.

Malik and Mokuba pushed their way into the small bedroom and Kaiba stayed in the door frame which he dominated completely. His composure was calm as always and his words demanding.

"Yugi what is this about, I have a business to run. This had better be important." Seto caused everyone to sigh, running his business was his answer to everything. The room was silent as Yugi proceeded to explain why he'd called everyone to his home on the eve of Sherabo's birthday.

"Well it's about Joey and Sherabo; he can't figure out a birthday gift for her and I thought we could help." Yugi chirped.

"What, you called me away from my business for that, you moron." Kaiba turned to leave, but Mokuba gripped his coat tail.

"Nii-sama, don't go, Joey is really upset it won't hurt to listen." Mokuba only had to look at his brother and Kaiba gave in. It was a small price to pay if it meant he could see Mokuba smile.

"Yugi ya' didn't have to call money bags over, I don't need his help. He's got it easy sending Sherabo roses all week. I hate that jerk." Joey balled his hands into fist and gritted his teeth in anger.

"Stupid dog, can't you do anything right," Seto hollowed out.

Yami stepped into the line of fire. "Seto it's not easy to find the right gift for someone who is so important."

"For Pete's sake it's a birthday gift, even a child could come up with something." Seto continued to be the thorn in Joey's side.

"That's it, let me at him . . . . I'm goin' beat you down this time jerk." Joey screamed out, but Yugi held him off.

"Seto, that's enough," Mokuba pleaded.

"Joey," Ryou spoke out.

"Alright, but you guys just don't get it. All the presents you sent were cool. Look Seto sent her his darn roses, Yugi and Yami send her pictures that Ryou painted, and Mokuba wrote a poem and send a CD of him reciting it. Even Bakura send a picture of his modeling portfolio two days ago." Joey wanted to scream or all least punch a hole in the wall, he was so mad.

"Oh, my god you didn't," Tea the only female in the gang gasp while clutching her throat. "Bakura you send Sherabo those nude pictures, she's going to hate us all."

Bakura flipped his gorgeous hair back, and flexed his muscles, because he thought Sherabo would drool when she looked upon his trim body. "Ha, Ha . . . . I'm so cool," Bakura started singing the words to his favorite song; one he made up.

"Even Malik, made a necklace and had Sherabo's name craved in hieroglyphics and it's engraved with diamonds her birth stone. I hate this!" Joey was near tears he was so frustrated.

Yugi put his hand on the shoulder of his best friend and attempted to cheer him up. "Hey I'm sure she'd like a card, or maybe you could write a story," Yugi whispered.

"That so lame, Yugi, it's not special like the others." Joey spit out his words which were losing all conviction. Instead of the gang helping they were only making him feel worse. Sighing he buried his face in the remaining pillow on Yugi's bed. "I think I'm going die."

"Besides he'd have to learn how to spell first," Seto muddled under his breath.

"Kaiba!!!" Yami came to the blond's defense.

"If I could tell her how I feel . . . see her . . . touch her . . . ." Joey drifted in thought for a moment.

"Man are you crazy, you're just an anime character you're not real." Seto laughed. "You sound like a fool. She doesn't want to see you, touch you what a joke, or get near you . . . . Your fleas are jumping."

"Nii-sama," Mokuba butted in. "That's really cruel. I think Joey might have a point, what if we all could meet her somehow."

Now all heads turned to Mokuba and Mokuba allowed his eyes to drift to his idol, Seto Kaiba. The raven hair teen had that Kaiba twinkle in his eye. "I want to see her too, Big Brother. . . . And I know how!"

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A/N Put on your birthday hat dance till you drop the party is on!!! Thanks to you all and lots of hugs and kisses, Oh and review, review, review!!!!!