Summary: Joey is a normal guy who wishes life would go his way. Seto is a sexy demon who promises to improve Joey's lifestyle. Soon, Joey is living life to the full. But, everything comes at a price….Don't own Yugioh. Please R/R.

Some of this is based on the novel "Spanky" by Christopher Fowler. I don't own any of his works; I have just added some of my original ideas to this story.

This has some implied Seto/Joey. Please enjoy.

Oh, demon of mine:

Joey Wheeler kicked a can into the middle of the road. Ha. That was practically the highlight of his day. Joey didn't live. He existed. He slaved away at as a cashier in safeways, lived under a rented roof, and shared a flat with two guys who were just as pathetic as he was.

Sighing, he fumbled for his key to his flat. As soon as he walked in, the stale scent of lagers indicated to him that Tristan was in, and that Duke had another one of his birds.

Tristan was lying on the sofa, completely out of it. Joey growled as he nudged Tristan. Tristan turned over. Joey sank into the nearest lager stained armchair.

Duke ventured from the bedroom, a giggling girl hanging on his arm. Seeing Joey looking so glum, his smile vanished. "Hey, Babe," he whispered huskily, "I think maybe it was time you hit home. I gotta give Joey back his will to live." She pouted, so he whispered something in her ear causing her to blush. Grinning, he gently showed her the door.

"Right, Joeyboy. Whats eatin' ya?" Joey sighed. "Life is just so pointless. I mean, come on Duke, surely you have ever wished for better things? My life is just get up, go to work, come home, drink a lager, get a girl or two, and just go to sleep. I don't depend on shagging to get me though the day, unlike you." Duke grinned, and started to twirl his hair, an annoying habit which made girls want to jump on him and boys punch him.

"Well, I'll know what will cheer you up big time, mate. How about going to the admirals feet tonight, eh? I could nab you a chick or two." Duke smile widened, and Joey didn't want to let him down. Anyway, he had to go because when Duke had a idea, you couldn't refuse him. "So, should we wake his Lordship?" said Duke, waving his hand in Tristans direction.

Joey sighed as he leant against the bar. No one had noticed him yet. Duke and Tristan were in the middle of a huge group of girls. Those who couldn't get at Duke were keen to get Tristan as well. Joey raised a shaking hand over his face. Surely there was more to life then this? "There is, you know." smirked a dark voice next to him.

Joey turned his head in surprise to address the man who had so miraculously read his thoughts. The "man" was tall, very tall, about a good six foot. He was dressed completely in black, down to his tight leather pants to his designer handcuffs. In his right ear shone a beautiful black Onyx. Brown hair fell in front of care free blue eyes in a natural elegance that Joey's could have never achieved. His face was long and sharp, and he was devilishly handsome.

"Eh, no offence but I don't think you can help me." Muttered Joey in a awkward fashion. He didn't want to really upset the guy who had just read his thoughts only a minute earlier. To his surprise, the man smiled. Joey noticed that nobody else was taking in this rather outward being. People where hurrying past without a glance. This guy could give Duke a run for his money. "Is that so?" inquired the being. "My name is Seto, Joseph Wheeler. And I feel that you could benefit from a once in a lifetime offer I am going to offer you right now. Would you like to step outside for a minute?"

Joey could only gape in shock as the cool night air washed over him. Only did Seto know his name, they had moved so quickly that Joey didn't remember leaving the bar. The demon leant casually against the wall. Seeing Joey's reaction to his powers amused him. "Now, Joey. I can give you everything you want. Beautiful women, a good job and designer gear beyond your wildest grotty middle class dreams. What do you say?"

Joey blinked a few times. He was shocked. Astounded. And he did the only thing he was able to do. He nodded.

Seto smiled. "Meet me tomorrow at 6'o clock by your alarm clock. "Enjoy your last night as a loser….." Laughing, Seto appeared to slowly vanish into the darkness. In the blink of a eye, he was gone.

"Maybe I need to cut down on my drink." Mumbled a amazed Joey. If only he had never made that deal….if only….

BB3: I'll try and update as soon as I can. Please R/R!

Cat: Or drop a tanker on her head.