Author's Note: Over 200 hundred reviews? Well homework, the readers have spoken.

Thank you so much everyone! For all the reviews and the loyalty you've had to this story. It's been over a year and I still have some of the same readers! I am really amazed.

Oh, and I'm referring to Joey's car only by the make because I couldn't really decide on a model. It's safe to assume however, that it was not a VW beetle or Bus.

And for Joey's new car, I went to Minimum coverage is 47.40 a month! Well within Joey's budget.

And damnit! I brought in another OC. DAMNIT! I really didn't mean too, she just sort of…appeared. She's only in this one chapter though, so she's not going to take up time or anything.

Oh, and I would still LOVE it if someone who likes to draw would take on the task of rendering a scene or two from this. I asked a bunch of artists at Deviant Art if they take a look and maybe draw something. If you're on that site and I missed you, please don't be offended. I went through my favorites and wrote the people who had done Seto/Joey art I liked. If you draw but aren't part of that site, I'd love to hear from you. My e-mail is in my profile.

Fair Play

Chapter 13.5: Death of a Volkswagen Part II

It ten AM on a Saturday, and Joey's head was hard against the table top, but unlike the night before when it was stuck in frustration, this time it was in sleep. It had been after two when he got home, three by the time he made it to bed, then he had to get up at seven to walk to the center. He missed his little VW. Compared to Joey, Seto (who had just followed Mokuba in) looked bright eyed and bushy tailed. Mokuba edged up to Joey's table and bent down to his level. Joey responded to the invasion of his personal space with a soft snore. Seto thought it was rather adorable really. Mokuba jumped away.

Ryou giggled from a chair. "Let him sleep. He had a rough day yesterday."

Seto cocked an eyebrow. "He secured the largest donation the DCPA has ever received."

Bakura snorted. "And then his car died."

Mokuba looked horrified. "Xena died?"

"Xena?" Seto asked.

"Joey's car, it was the little red VW." Seto gave him a look that clearly said he remembered no such car. Mokuba turned to Tristan. "Can you fix it?"

"No way. The engine fell clear out."

Seto tried to mask his concern. "So what is the mutt going to do?"

Ignoring the term used to refer to his friend, Tristan answered. "Probably buy another junker and hope it lasts longer than this one did. He can't really afford to get a new car."

Mokuba and Seto looked at each other, seeing in one action, a solution to two people's problems. Seto nodded, giving Mokuba the ok to offer their services. "Seto's getting rid of a car. Do you think Joey would want it?"

"Does it run?" Duke asked for his more car savvy boyfriend (preventing a slew of questions that would inevitably flow if he didn't).

"Yes." Seto said, with an air of, 'why wouldn't it?'

"Then he wants it." Yugi answered.

(And here is where the author brings in real life!) "Wait." Ryou starts, sounding like a buzz kill already. "How expensive is this car?"

"I'm not going to sell it to him, I'm going to give it to him."

"Why-" Bakura began, mischief clearly on his mind, but his lover cut in.

"I don't mean like that. I mean, how much is this car going to cost to insure. I don't know how much he can afford."

"It's not a Porsche or anything…and it's a few years old. It shouldn't be that much to insure. I got it for when I need to attract less attention, but I finally gave up on that, and I never really drive it. For a while now I've been trying to decide what to do with it."

"Why not just sell it?" Tristan asked.

Both Seto and Mokuba cocked an eyebrow. Honestly Tristan.

"Ok, so you don't really need the money."

"Should I bring it up here so he can take a look?" Seto asked.

"Sure." Yami said. "It can't hurt anything.

And Seto was gone before any of them realized they'd failed to ask what kind of car it was.

"This is your idea of not attracting attention? Everyone looks at these! How the hell did you even fit? You're too damn tall!" Tristan raved.

Seto frowned at him, thinking this meant that Joey wouldn't like the car.

"I don't understand you people. Weirdos that like these little clown cars. I will not ride in that thing."

Seto let a little bit of hope show. "So you think Joey will want it?"

"He's going to love it, but I'm not going near the damn thing. It's a toy car!"

"Simmer down gorgeous." Duke soothed.

"You're not riding in it either."

Duke pouted. "But I think it's cute."

"Traitor!"

Yugi shook his head. "I'll go get Joey."

The blonde came out, rubbing his eyes. "Why are you guys all standing around a coup car?"

"It's cute." Duke replied, grinning.

"'Kay... Who's is it? Seto's?"

"It was." The CEO replied sheepishly.

Joey was still a little sleep drunk. "Did you sell it?"

Seto and Mokuba cocked an eyebrow at him.

"What? Whose is it then?"

"Yours." Seto replied.

Joey's face should have shown the frantic clash of emotion going on inside him, but instead held only one. Confusion. "What?"

Seto ground his teeth. He was not good at this. At being kind. At giving gifts. "They said your car died, and I was getting rid of this one. So I'm giving it to you."

"But the insurance?" He asked, still waking up. Seto sighed, sometimes the boy thought too much like him.

"We looked it up. It will be about fifty dollars a month, you can handle that, right? And we only checked one site, you might be able to find a better deal." Yugi chirped.

Joey cringed at the happy tone, but then seemed to snap awake. "Wait, that's my car?"

"Unless you don't want it." Seto smirked, seeing the brightness in Joey's eyes.

Joey spun around and threw a fist into the air before running to Mokuba, hugging him and twirling him around. Seto narrowed his eyes in jealousy, but it was quickly forgotten when Joey hurled himself at him, nearly sending them both crashing to earth. He hugged him tightly, but released him quickly. "Thank you, thank you!" He repeated. "It's so shiny! It's so much prettier than Xena was. What should I name it?" Then his face fell. "I can't take this. It's way too much."

"Consider it your congratulations present, and your Christmas and birthday presents for the next ten years." Mokuba smiled.
"Promise you won't get me anything?"

"No." Mokuba replied. "But you need a car. And you're never going to find one that will run this well or last this long. We were trying to figure out what to do with it."

"And you're by far the best charity to donate it to." Kaiba meant this as a teasing insult, but Joey took it as a compliment and blushed. "Besides, you drive Mokuba all over this earth; I should be paying you as a second chauffer."

"So..." He turned away from the siblings, to his friends. "Should I take it?"

Bakura rolled his eyes (it was a motion he had by now perfected. "Hell yes!"

"Tris?"

"I looked under the hood. It's in great condition. But it's still a clown car."

"Tris."

"Take it. You need a car, and Mokie's right, you're never going to find one this good, definitely not that you can afford right now."

With Tristan's seal of approval, he turned back to Seto and Mokuba.

"And it's pretty." He heard Duke say behind him.

"Seto, are you really ok with this?"

"It wasn't just Mokuba's idea." He replied simply, leaving the rest to Joey.

As usual, it was Bakura who ruined the mood. "So I thought the extravagant gifts came after you started dating-" He started.

"But before he put out." Duke finished.

Seto tried to keep his expression neutral, but Joey could see that his ears are growing pink. "Can I drive it?" Joey asked, trying to cover the awkwardness.

"It is a car." Seto replied simply, producing the keys from his jacket pocket.

Joey shrieked in excitement and hugged Seto again before throwing himself at the car.

"C'mon guys! Get in!"

Tristan sneered. "Get in? Only Yugi and Mokuba will fit."

"Lies! Terrible terrible lies!" Joey grinned. "Get in!"

"I'll pass." Tristan said, as Duke ran for the car. "Duke, you get away from that thing!" But it was too late. Duke was in the back seat, pulling Mokuba in after him.

Joey chuckled and pulled out his brick of a cell phone (well, it was a brick compared to the sleek piece of techno-sex Seto owned). He spoke into it for a few minutes before putting it away again. "Todd's got the center, lets go get pizza!"

"Pizza?" A feminine voice said from behind them.

Joey leaned out the front window. "Bit of skirt!" She shot him a glare that made Seto proud. "Tahnya! Wanna go get pizza?"

She didn't answer. "Who's car are you in?"

"Mine!"

"What? How-Where's Xena?"

Joey looked very serious. "Xena died."

Tahnya's bottom lip wobbled. "And you replaced her this quickly?"

"I had to get a new car soon Tahn, and Seto and Mokuba were getting rid of this."

She seemed to suddenly understand. "Oh. But I thought the lavish gifts came after you were dating-
"But before he puts out!" Duke and Bakura repeated together.

This time more than Seto's ears went red. You could see the blush creeping up from his shirt and spreading across his neck and face.

Duke scrambled out of the car, clambering over Mokuba in the process. "I'll ride with Tris to the pizza place."

"We've got Yami and Yugi." Ryou confirmed.

"So I've got Tahnya and the Kaibas. Sure, leave me with the high maintenance ones!"

"Hey!" Tahnya and Mokuba snapped.

Seto just replied with a gruff. "I could just take the car back and leave you here while we get pizza."

Joey flashed him a sexy half smile. "I didn't say it was a bad thing Seto. I like a challenge."

No one but Tahnya, Mokuba and Seto (who was standing by Joey's front door) heard this, as the others were already walking to their respective modes of transportation.

Tahnya, mistress of subtlety, threw herself in front of Seto and into the back seat with Mokuba.

Seto rolled his eyes and walked around to the front passenger seat. When his door clicked shut, Joey started the car. It growled for a moment then purred contentedly.

Joey turned to Seto, his cheeks pink with excitement (and hope, but that wasn't an expression Seto could recognize), "Does it have a name?"

"What?"

"A name. My old car was Xena. This is definitely not a Xena, its way to quiet for that."

"You name your cars?"

"Don't you?"

"He names everything." Tahnya informed him.

"So it doesn't have a name then?" He asked again.

"The others are leaving." Seto said, indicating Tristan's bike and Ryou's car pulling away. "Can we go too?"

Joey shifted the car into gear and followed Tristan's bike down Liberty. "How about Cooper?" Joey asked after they'd gone a few blocks.

"What?" Seto asked passively, he was becoming used to being confused around Joey.

"As a name for the car!"

"No."

"Why not?"

"It's too obvious."

Mokuba and Tahnya sat silently, afraid that they might kill this fragile attempt at a conversation.

"Ok, since you're made of awesome, you come up with something." Joey sulked.

"Well…is it a boy or a girl?" Seto asked tentatively, feeling that this was a stupid question to ask about an inanimate, obviously sexless object.

Joey answered as though it were a stupid question, but only because the answer should have been obvious. "Boy. Duh."

"What's it's personality like?" Seto asked after another long pause.

There was a pause in which Joey was thinking, and Tahnya could hold it back no longer. "Name it Miles!" She giggled.

Even Seto couldn't help but react to the miserable pun. He rolled his eyes and Joey made a face. "Sorry Tahn. I don't think so. What about Jacob?"

Now Tahnya made a face. "Oh yeah, I rode JACOB to work this morning. JACOB's such a smooth ride. Everyone get inside JACOB." She said, repeatedly emphasizing the name. It took Seto everything he had not to snort.

"And it was better with Xena?"

"Yes." She huffed. "Xena would kick your ass if you tried anything; Jacob sounds too timid to stand up for himself."

By now both Joey and Seto were giving each other sideways glances, wondering if she was serious.

"Tahnya, it's a car, not a date!" This time Seto did snort, and immediately threw his hand over his face in embarrassment.

Joey laughed. "I'll name the car later. We might kill Seto if we keep attempting now. He's not used to laughing."

"Don't strain yourself!" Mokuba chirped from the back seat.

"Besides," Joey continued, "we're here."

They were now parked outside Gia's Pizza, a hole in the wall type restaurant with the most mouthwatering smells wafting out of it. Tristan and Duke we're already by the door and the others were just walking up. Joey played the gentleman and held the door open, letting everyone else in first. Bakura was last and he paused once inside so he could sidle up to Joey. "So did you ask him out yet?"

"Just because he's gay doesn't mean he likes me. It's going to take time."

"Don't be stupid. He likes you."

"He calls me puppy!"

"Maybe he wants to give you a bone." Bakura said, shrugging.

"Bakura!" Joey hissed.

"Just an idea." He shrugged again.

Joey turned from the tomb robber, annoyed, but knowing that in his own way, Bakura really did mean well. He respected Joey, and liked him better than he did many of the others in the group, and like everyone else, just wanted the blonde to be happy (which included getting laid). Joey plastered a grin on his face as he approached the counter. "Gia!" A middle-aged woman with wild curly black hair leaned over the counter. She and Joey exchanged kisses on the cheeks. "Buona sera, Joey!" (A/N: Buona seraGood Evening.) She had a light Italian accent (as light as an Italian accent can get), from living here much of her life. "And my Tahnya!"

"Hello Mama." She rolled her eyes at her mother's loud but jovial voice, they also exchanged cheek kisses.

"Hello Gia, you look lovely as always." Joey grinned at her. Seto smiled at this, it was sweet of him to complement a woman covered in flour and pizza sauce.

"Grazie, Joey. So what can I get my favorite customers?"

Orders were called out in quick succession, and Seto tried to find something on the menu that looked good. This was not a problem, the problem was that everything looked good. When all but a few of them had ordered, and Tristan, Duke, Ryou and Bakura had gone to see if their booth was open, Gia noticed Seto.

"Oh, a new face. Is this one yours Joseph?"

"No, Gia. He's a friend." Joey explained, blushing.

She looked disappointed, but recovered quickly and took their orders. "Shrimp scampi alfredo pizza, please."

"Two slices?"

"Just one thanks." She shook her head and wrote down two.

"And you?" She asked Seto.

Seto still hadn't decided, but Joey's order sounded good. "I'll have the same."

"Oh. I think he is yours!" She said (loudly) behind a hand, winking.

::End Chapter:: I know this is an awkward place to end the chapter, and I promise the next one will finish this and move the plot forward some more. I seriously don't know how this happened, how the plot got this off track, but hopefully I'll get it back in the next part. I just want to get this posted because I don't know when I'll be able to finish this (my boyfriend is visiting this weekend, which is normally when I'd get some work done on this).