A/N: I randomly got the idea to do this fic. It's a one-shot, but in the second chapter. Hope you guys enjoy!

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Bonding

Seto x Joey

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Neither of them were ones for drinking. But when they did... they really let go. Ah, but that was something unexpected for the both of them. Who would have thought that on one particular night, his friends would have taken advantage of that? Joseph Wheeler and Seto Kaiba have always been rivals. They were always trying to one-up each other in some way. They always kept each other going. When one was having an issue, the other inadvertently helped them through it. And it was in their own special way.

However... they were the only ones that couldn't see how they felt about each other. And tonight, it was Joey's friends' turn to show them just how they truly felt.

The night started out with a friendly competition. Or rather... as friendly as it could possibly get between Joey and Seto. The only reason the elder Kaiba was even there was because Mokuba really wanted to go. And Seto was around to make sure he stayed out of trouble. Such a good older brother he was. Oh, but who would have thought that he would be the one that got in trouble? Tristan, being as Tristan was, decided to bring up a competition between the two oblivious rivals. Of course, this competition didn't go over quite how they thought it would. Like it ever did, right?

"Jo... Kaiba... since you two are always at each other's necks, and always wanting to outdo each other... why not have a bit of a competition?" Tristan said with a small smirk.

Joey glared over at Kaiba before looking at his friend. The elder brunette CEO didn't even bat an eyelash. "What makes you think I want to waste time competing in something I know I'll win?" he shot back with a small frown.

The blonde scoffed. "What!? What makes ya think I won't win, moneybags? Ya scared?"

"A mutt like you can't possibly beat me. The sooner you realize that, the sooner you'll stop disappointing yourself when you lose."

"What!? Why I oughta-"

"Guys, guys. Save it for the competition!" Tristan snickered.

"I don't think this is such a good idea, Tristan... they're already more fired up than what they should be..." Téa whispered to him.

"Yeah, Tristan. This can go really bad..." Yugi chimed in, glancing between his friend and Kaiba.

Joey glared at Kaiba, the brunette glaring back. "Tristan! Let's do it!" Joey growled, still glaring at Kaiba.

"Your funeral, mutt."

Tristan grinned at the two. "All right! A simple drinking test. Drink till you can't take anymore. The one that quits, loses."

Kaiba sent a glare over at the other brunette. "I don't drink."

Joey let out a bark of laughter. "Awww. Moneybags' scared of losin'!"

The KaibaCorp CEO glared at the blonde. "I refuse to compromise my standards for a competition that doesn't even have anything rewarding when I win."

"Oh, but I didn't say there wasn't a reward," Tristan said with a wide grin.

Kaiba glared at him. "What makes you think it's worth it to me?"

"If you win, Joey has to be your slave for a week. If Joey wins, you have to be his slave for a week."

Both men's eyes widened at the stipulations. "I suggest you both try to win," Tristan said as he put two beer bottles on the table.

Kaiba narrowed his eyes at the bottle before Joey instantly swiped his up and drank it without hesitation. When he finished, he set it on the table, Kaiba still not picking his up. "What's wrong, moneybags? Scared the big bad bottle'll hurt ya?"

The brunette glared over at him. "This is stupid."

"If ya don't drink, ya lose," Joey trilled with a satisfied smirk.

Kaiba thought about it for a long moment. He refused to lose any sort of competition to this mutt. But at the same time, he was compromising his morals. He sighed in aggravation and downed the bottle with ease. Fine. Let the game begin.

"Second round!" Tristan said as he slid two more.

The two rivals glared at each other and took the bottles silently. Yugi shook his head and took Mokuba and Téa out of the room, deciding to keep tabs on it, but check in on them later. They had better things to do than to watch this.

"Feelin' lightheaded yet, moneybags?" Joey teased as he downed his third.

"You wish, mutt," he hissed back as he downed his third as well.

It continued on like this for a few hours. When neither man seemed to be bending on their resolve, Tristan decided to spice things up. When he handed the two their thirteenth drink, he stopped them from drinking it. Both gave him a strange look that could only be defined as confusion. "Stand up," he said simply.

Joey stood and fell on his ass, giggling like a school girl. Kaiba smirked. "Nice grace, mutt," he said as he stood slowly and felt dizziness overcome him, making a hand fly to his head. He fell back on the couch and blinked a few times, knowing full well that he was now officially buzzed. Or drunk. He didn't know. He definitely wouldn't be able to drive home.

Tristan stared at the two with a smirk, Joey still laughing uncontrollably and Kaiba looking clueless. It was then that Yugi came in, wide-eyed to see Kaiba's cheeks lit up and Joey drunk off his ass. "Tristan... what happened?"

"Both of them are lit, Yugi," he snickered.

"And they're not stopping!?"

"Nope! Things are about to get better though." He then looked at the two drunken men. "All right. Time to step it up. Truth or dare time!"

Joey giggled and got back up on the couch. "Sounds fun!"

Kaiba didn't look too pleased. "What's the point in playing a childish game?"

"All right. Fine. Let's just get rid of the truth then. Let's just play dare. Whoever doesn't do what the dare is, loses."

"Are there more drinks involved?" Joey asked with a bright smile.

"Drunken mutt..." Kaiba sighed.

"Shut it, moneybags. These drinks makes you bearable."

"No, Joey. No more drinks," Tristan snickered. "Though... we could continue drinking," he said as he tapped his chin. "Yes. We will keep drinking. Every time you do a dare, you drink once completed."

Joey made a happy squeal sound and Kaiba sighed heavily. He knew he'd be outnumbered. He should have expected Joey to get his way. "All right! First dare goes to Joey." The blonde looked at his friend for a moment and gave him a small grin. "Sit in Kaiba's lap."

The brunette's eyes widened as he heard what Tristan just said. What!? If this was how it was going to start, then what the hell did he have to look forward to!? When Joey got up, Kaiba sent him a small glare. The glare only intensified when Joey moved his crossed leg out of the way. He sat down gracefully, legs reclined on the couch with a sigh of contentment. "Such a comfortable moneybags," he snickered as Tristan handed him another beer. The blonde downed it and chuckled as Kaiba growled in aggravation.

"All right, Kaiba. Your turn." Kaiba glared at Tristan. "Wrap your arms around Joey and stay like that until I say so."

The brunette sighed and wrapped his arms around the man, taking his beer in return. He downed it silently and set the bottle on the floor. Tristan cleared his throat when Kaiba didn't wrap his arm back around Joey. The CEO sighed and put his arm back without much fuss. Yugi, who'd been standing there silently for a while, shook his head and darted out of the room to go get the other two. When he came back, Téa sat on the floor next to Tristan, Mokuba saw the position his brother was in and instantly planted himself in the chair across from the couch. Yugi and Atem sat comfortably off to the side, Yugi in Atem's lap.

"This is gonna get good," Téa said as she munched on popcorn.

Tristan snickered and looked at the two, tapping his chin in thought. "Any suggestions?" he asked as he looked over at his friends.

"Anything?" Téa asked, earning a nod from Tristan. Téa leaned close to Tristan and whispered something in his ear.

Tristan snickered and nodded. "All right. Joey," he said as he looked at his blonde friend. "Give Kaiba a kiss on the lips."

Joey's face lit up in a dark red blush as Kaiba glared at the man. "Absolutely not," Kaiba hissed.

"Are you forfeiting?" Tristan asked.

The young CEO frowned and averted his sight. Joey looked down at the brunette for a moment, then at Tristan. "You have five seconds, Joey. Five..."

Joey looked at Kaiba again. He couldn't kiss him! He hated him!

"Four..."

The blonde pressed his lips into a thin line. He didn't want to lose. He wouldn't lose. He always lost to Kaiba. This is finally one time that the blonde could beat him. If he didn't do it, he'd lose. Again.

"Three..."

Kaiba glanced over at Joey, wanting to see what he'd do. The blonde seemed to be torn. What was he doing? Why was he stalling? Was he really so torn about it? He watched as the blonde's eyes changed from fear to resentment to determination, then back to fear again. Why was he hesitating so much?!

"Two..."

This was so stupid! Why should he have to do this!? Why couldn't Kaiba be making this decision?! Why him?! He didn't really want to... did he? Was he scared of being rejected? Was the booze finally getting to him!? But then again, Kaiba did seem kind of... attractive. Especially right now. The way his blue eyes sparkled with a challenge. The way he seemed to be daring him to do it. The way he seemed like he kind of wanted it... Wait... no, he didn't really see that. Joey pressed his lips into a thin line once more before he sighed.

"One..."

Joey's hands grabbed onto Kaiba's face, forcing him to look at him before his lips collided with Kaiba's. The brunette's grip tightened just a hair around Joey, only the both of them noticing. Kaiba closed his eyes, not wanting to look to see what was happening to him. Instead, he just let it happen. Joey had to start it and Joey had to end it. He realized that. Surprisingly, everyone was quiet. Then he heard a camera.

Joey's eyes snapped open and he tore away from the brunette, glaring at Mokuba and Téa who snapped pictures of what they did. He snatched the beer bottle from Tristan and made a scene of it as he swished his mouth out with the stuff and swallowed it, taking another sip. But he didn't outright finish it out. Instead, he used it as an object to stare at. He didn't even want to think about how good it felt to actually kiss him. That had to have been the booze talking. It couldn't feel that good to kiss Kaiba. It wasn't possible. He hated him, and Kaiba hated him.

So then... why did it feel so... right?

And why wasn't Kaiba wiping his lips off, like he'd expected him to? His phone buzzed and he blinked as he flipped it open to look at it. A deep blush spread across his face, making Kaiba glance at the phone to see what he was blushing at. His eyes widened before he took the phone and tossed it aside. "That's enough of that..." he hissed as his own phone buzzed. He glared at his brother. "Send that to anyone and your phone will be destroyed."

"By then, it won't matter," he laughed quietly.

Kaiba's arms tightened around Joey in anger, inadvertently pulling Joey closer to him. The blonde hesitantly set his hand on Kaiba's arm. The brunette flicked his glare up at the blonde to see him restraining the urge to cry. Seto frowned and sighed as he averted his glance.

"Well... I'm going to go to the store. You guys stay that way until I get back," Tristan said as he grinned at them. As Tristan got up, he dragged up Téa and ushered Yugi, Atem, and Mokuba out of the room with hushed whispers.

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A/N: Stay tuned for the next chapter! Reviews make me happy :)