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Chapter 2: First Date

Joey moved to the opposite side of the booth and attempted to leave. Stun and shocked all the color drained from his face. 'This had to be the worst night of his life,' he thought as he moved his ass quickly across the leather seat. But just as he rose to leave the other man blocked his path and pushed him down into the plush leather.

"Where do you think you're going," the man spoke, nasty as ever, there was no mistaking who stood in the way.

"Look I don't want any trouble just keep your hands out of my face and I swear we can pretend this night never happen; I'll see you later," Joey responded with hostility; a feeling the other always brought out. He refused to look at the other man in the face because that would have caused a fight and made this nightmare a living hell.

"Oh . . . this night is happening and I want to know what the hell you're doing here. You think it's a dream; well think again, you're not going anywhere." This time the dark hair brunette slid into the booth next to the blond and held his hands underneath the table in an iron clad grip.

"Ouch . . . that burns, jerk face let me go?"

"When I'm satisfied, plus I don't remember inviting you to my private party."

"Are you the man who sent the roses?" Joey asked while trying to pull away.

"I'll ask the questions," He squeezed Joey's wrist tighter and wedged him into the corner of the booth. Joey really felt threaten, but he continued to seek answers.

"I doubt that you'd even care but I love orchids, especially blue," Joey whispered the last word and nodded towards the exotic bouquet on the table. It was a beautiful arrangement of red roses and blue orchids. The two colors created a brilliant burst of colors together.

Joey stopped struggling, because to fight with the other would only cause physical pain. He'd been down that road to many times.

The other looked at the flowers and realized Joey's response was the correct code they'd use for identification. So as bizarre as the situation was they were stuck with each other.

Pissed and annoyed he released Joey's hand from his grip and sank down into the leather cushion next to the boy.

"You couldn't be the date I requested," The brunette huffed, "A sorry mutt like you couldn't meet any of the qualifications I expect."

Angry, hurt, and confused Joey spoke the dreaded words, "I wouldn't go out with you for million dollars! SETO KAIBA you can go to hell!"

Neither spoke for a moment and the brunette sigh. "This is bullshit! I'd have more fun at a dog fight."

Joey ignored the other and called for the waiter, who responded immediately. "I'd like to call for a car, the air in this room stinks."

With a puzzle look on his face the waiter turned to the tall brunette. "Sir, Oh dear, this is awful . . . . Is there something wrong Kaiba-sama? I assure you our food is the best in Japan and if it isn't on the menu our chef's can make anything you'd like." Another waiter brought over a menu and immediately handed the master copy to Seto and the small version to Joey.

"It's in French and I can assure you hot dogs aren't on the menu, nor would I ask them to make any." Kaiba slipped into his 'Joey world '. Terror gripped Joey's heart; this was going to be a horrible evening. Kaiba was the only boy that he feared.

"So tell me do you speak French as I requested. Those are letters and they form words it's called reading." Seto poked at the menu and Joey's pride.

'Damn it,' Joey thought, 'I won't let this jerk make a fool out of me.' So boldly Joey took the master menu from Seto and studied it closely. Next in a cultured voice he ordered dinner in French and ask for favored water, with a twist, he was feeling feverish.

"Of course sir, right away," the waiters left quickly, one to get the car and the other to get the food. They didn't know who to obey.

"Well, so the mutt can read a menu, how cute," a familiar smirk crossed Kaiba's lips.

"Seto Kaiba, cut the jokes and show a little class because right now all I see is an arrogant jerk who has no table manners," Joey reprimanded the CEO in Latin. Now he smirked and opened his eyes completely to glare at Kaiba. Kaiba flinched at the snide remark.

Slowly Joey raised his head and electric shock waves flew between the boys as smothering blue eyes, glazed upon the fire in Joey's hazel eyes. Kaiba gasp at the beautiful man sitting in front of him. Joey was simply divine in the candle light and for the first time Kaiba had nothing to say.

"Do you play chess?" Joey asks, that was a requirement on my application.

"Since the age of five," Seto grumbled.

"I've never lost a game, in three years." Joey continued.

"I'm the best at everything I do, and I do mean everything," Kaiba leaned in closer and whispered in Joey's ear. "You're blushing."

"Like hell, it's warm in here," Joey whispered back, Kaiba was just too close.

Joey continued to speak in Latin and converse in French to the waiters. His tone and lazy accent sent shivers up Kaiba's spine. Joey intrigued his curiosity, which few could do.

"So who taught you French and Latin anyway?"

"Why, afraid we had the same teacher?" Joey countered.

"Because I' ask, dumb ass."

"None of your damn business jerk face."

"Whatever,"

Dinner arrived and the blond took a deep breath. The meal proved to be tasty, but the thought of Kaiba sitting across from him at the table made it difficult to swallow. All the great topics of conversation the boy had planned just disappeared from his mind, plus Kaiba chewed his food slowly and savored each bite. Joey watched his lips move and wondered how a kiss would taste. Kaiba teased the boy with glimpses of his tongue and smirked at the effect it caused.

"Do you know what kind of club this is Joey?" Kaiba's eyes never left the blond; his innocence was refreshing and most definitely entertaining to the CEO. Instead of fighting Kaiba's thoughts turned to love play. He could sense the anxiety seeping from the pours in Joey's skin and he wanted to taste it.

"Yeah it's a man's place," Joey averted Kaiba intense stare and unconsciously rubbed his wrist which had started to swell.

Immediately Kaiba resented his rough treatment earlier. It was easy to see Joey had delicate skin, very smooth and easy on the eyes. Kaiba could easily imagine a fine gold watch on the thin bone around his wrist. 'I'll ordered one tomorrow,' he thought and already calculated the style, width, gems, and brand he'd use.

"So if I wanted a kiss, you wouldn't complain?"

"This is our first date," Joey looked around for help.

"You have rules; I'd like to hear them. I wouldn't want to piss you off," Kaiba responded.

"Stop it Kaiba, you're being a jerk, again."

"I'm very serious, Joey," Kaiba dipped a fresh strawberry in chocolate and placed it inside the boy's open mouth. The frustrated blond didn't remember when the waiter brought desert.

"Kaiba, I'm not a baby."

Kaiba ignored the comment and focus in on the pout that crossed Joey lips. Next he offered his hand to the blond. "Come on let's dance, I believe that was also a condition of mine."

Backed into a corner with chocolate and cream on his lips Joey followed Kaiba onto a small private dance floor. Kaiba had reserved the entire floor, his privacy was extremely important.

The piano player change the song to a slow waltz and Joey waited for the other to lead. Kaiba placed his hand on Joey's waist and held him firmly with the other. The boy fit perfectly against his lean body.

Joey loved classical music, which was a request on his list, so it wasn't that odd that the two boys moved in perfect harmony across the floor to the sound of violins. Soon Joey felt the tension drain from his body and forgot who held him so tenderly, he rested his cheek on Kaiba's lapel.

"So tell me the rules of engagement," Kaiba listened to the blond's heartbeat. He lifted Joey's chin up and with his thumb he wiped some of the chocolate from the boy's chin.

Joey opened his eyes and tried to focus, but Kaiba's scent and the music caused his mind to disengage. The other closed in on Joey's confusion and licked the last of the cream from the boy's cheek, slowly. Flicking his tongue over the sensitive corner of Joey's lower lip sent bolts of pleasure to the blond's lower goin.

"Kaiba, please," Joey pushed gently against Kaiba's possessive embrace which turned into a slow grind.

Taking orders just didn't work for Kaiba, so he deepen his exploration of the boy's mouth and took Joey's quivering bottom lip between his teeth and tugged on the fleshy underside. Kaiba's hips moved sensuously against the boy's weaken thighs, and Joey's knees started to shake.

'So this is what it feels like to be in a man's strong embrace, shit,' Joey tried but he didn't want to fight the feeling. It was so much better that the things he did at night alone. 'But of all the men in the city, why do I have to feel this with Kaiba?'

'Damn he's so eager', Kaiba loved the feel of Joey's body against the silk fabric of his suit. He could feel the boy's warmth underneath the jacket and smell his sweet musk. So Kaiba pulled Joey closer and pushed his tongue deeper inside his mouth.

Joey pushed away but in his innocence he only succeeded in arching his body upward against Kaiba's goin. Lightning bolts shot up through the brunette's spine, but he held back. Kaiba ended the kiss and held Joey in his arms long after the music stopped.

"Should we make the rules as we go? I'm a good teacher," Kaiba continued to torture Joey's ear with lustful thoughts.

"Kaiba this isn't what I wanted, please I want to go home." Joey eyes cried for understanding, "You've broken all the rules."

"Your mere presence is an affront to the game, so don't play innocence." Kaiba claimed Joey's lips and raked his teeth over his pulsing neck. "I wonder if I should make you mine."

"Kaiba you don't even like me, so please just let me go."

"Sorry but I can't," Seto sank his teeth into Joey flesh for what seem like forever, finally Kaiba release his hold. Joey returned to the booth and sank into the leather seat. He couldn't stand and now he had Kaiba's mark on his neck.

"Joey, the limo is waiting," Kaiba tilted the boys chin upward and gave him a gentle but firm look. "I have rules to. I'm sorry about you wrist, but everything else I claim."

Joey lay in bed and remembered Kaiba's last words; he'd been tossing and turning all night. " I have rules to, but like a game of chess it's neither black nor white nor stale mate. Its checkmate and I always win."

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Thanks reading and Mmmm so its Joey /Kaiba. Will this be an I LOVE YOU or Hell no! See ya next chapter….

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