DISCLAIMER: I do not own these characters or anything else concerning Yu-Gi-Oh. Sadly, all I own is a pathetic love of yaoi, especially when it concerns Joey and Kaiba.

AUTHOR'S NOTES: Yes, this is the same story, but with a new acceptable rating. Is Fanfiction.net crazy? NC-17 is the only thing I read. Why would people complain anyway? If you don't like it, don't read it. As for parents, how hard is it to monitor what your child is doing on the internet? Besides, if they know enough about NC-17 to search for it, then I'm sure that they know what they are getting in to. I'm so sad I lost all of my reviews… : ( 

Bakura glanced warily at the darkening sky. He looked at Yugi. "I think it's going to rain, maybe we should make camp for the night."

            Yugi regarded the clouds. "I agree." He turned back to his companions. "We're stopping for the night. Joey, will you go find some wood for the fire?"

            "Sure, Yuge," Joey answered agreeably, trotting off into the forest.

            Joey was kneeling on the ground picking up a few stray branches when he felt the first smattering of rain. "Crap," he said, rising from the ground and turning to go back to the campsite. Quickly the light drops became a downpour and he abandoned the sticks to search for some kind of shelter where he could wait out the storm.

            The guys will probably figure what happened, he thought.

            He grinned, "Or they'll think I've been kidnapped again. Either way, it's not worth getting soaked over." His relief was audible when he spied a small cave to his right. He ran into it and plopped down just inside the mouth, the rain dripping off his bangs and onto his face.

            There's no telling what else could be in here, he mused, wiping his forehead and remembering what he found the last time he ended up in a cave. He shuddered, recalling his duel with that creepy minion of Bandit Keith. Suddenly the wind changed, and he was forced to retreat further into the cavern. He was about to resume his position when he noticed a soft glow a little ways behind him.

            That looks like firelight. He debated investigating the owner of the light. After all, they couldn't be too dangerous if they too were seeking shelter from the rain. His argument was decided for him, however, when the cave's other occupant came around the corner.

            Joey stepped back with a start. "Kaiba!"

            Seto Kaiba sneered. "So, your friends finally turned you out, did they? Quite a night to be left in the cold alone, don't you agree?"

            Joey matched his expression. "You should know," he retorted.

            Oddly, the comment caused Kaiba's face to soften and he turned to go back to his fire. Joey's curiosity overcame his bravado and he followed, though Kaiba hadn't invited him to join.

            "Kaiba?"

            Kaiba hesitated before sitting on the other side of the fire, his back leaning against the wall of the cave. Joey took this as an assent to his company and parked himself across from him. They sat in silence for a moment, before Kaiba spoke.

            "You're wet," he said simply.

            "Yeah, well, it's raining," was Joey's reply.

            "You'd dry quicker if you took off some of your wet clothes."

            Joey slipped off his green jacket. The fire was warming him considerably.

            Kaiba opened his briefcase and began shuffling his Duel Monsters deck idly. He paused and met Joey's gaze. "How about a rematch?"

            Joey's original guardedness returned in full force. He was not up to being humiliated twice in one week, even if Yugi and Tristan weren't here to witness it.

            Kaiba grinned at his look, almost good-naturedly. "I'll go easy on you, and we'll just use the cards." He laughed. "Like in the olden days. You know, before I became a billionaire."

            Joey's gaze narrowed at Kaiba's haughty tone and he took out his own deck. "Shut your mouth and just play."

            "So," Kaiba continued, ignoring the sharp remark, "what shall be the stakes?"

            Joey looked at his Dueling Glove. I can't risk losing any more star chips.

            As if reading his mind, Kaiba put his worries to rest. "We'll play for something else. If I win, you stay here until the rain stops and talk to me. Tell me what could be of such great importance that you would come here, even knowing you have no change against Pegasus."

            Joey gritted his teeth, his anger beginning to rise. "And if I win?"

            "If you win, I'll apologize for my cracks about you resembling a cowering puppy, and I'll brave the storm, leaving the cave to you. Fair enough?"

            Joey nodded and took out his own deck. Kaiba scooted a safe difference from the fire and beckoned. Pushing his jacket further away from the flames, he joined Kaiba and drew his first cards…

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            The duel was nearing its end. Surprisingly, the scores were closely matched: Kaiba with 500 points remaining and Joey with 400. The game had been unremarkable, each side taking a turn in the lead, though Joey dreaded the moment Kaiba would draw one of his Blue Eyes White Dragons; that would be the end. When he saw Kaiba's scowl brighten, Joey knew that this was it. He searched his hand frantically, looking for something that might change the inevitable. His gaze fell on the Time Wizard.

            Maybe, he thought. After all, it had saved him on more than one occasion.

            He placed it down in front of him as Kaiba's dragon obliterated his Flame Swordsman. "I choose Time Wizard." The small arrow spun around and around the wheel; Joey held his breath. It seemed about to stop, until it suddenly hopped forward, landing on the skull of defeat.

            Joey slammed his fist on both the offending card and the cave floor. "Damn it!"

            Kaiba picked up his cards and placed them back in his briefcase. "Too bad," he consoled mockingly. "Good try, though. Guess you'll have to suffer my company for the night."

            Joey's foul mood brightened a little. That's right, he told himself, it's not like we wagered anything important.

            Stretching out his long legs and leaning back against the wall, Kaiba regarded Joey. "So, what brings you to this island?"

            Serenity's face flashed before Joey's eyes. He composed himself, mentally blocking a tear, before he answered. "My sister, Serenity. I need the prize money to help her. I'm her only hope." He glanced up at Kaiba, expecting him to have a scornful expression. Instead, he looked like the statement had cut him.

            He looked away from Joey's gaze. "Mokuba."

            It was all he said, and Joey began to think that was all he intended to say. "Pegasus has him locked up in that castle, just like he has Yugi's grandfather."

            "But why?" Joey pressed, not understanding.

            "Because he wants to own Kaiba Corp, and only a Kaiba has legal rights to it. He figured he'd have an easier time convincing a child to accept his evil ideas. I'm sure he'll be surprised." He smiled fondly at the thought of his little brother, his light, defying Maximillian Pegasus. "He's all I have."

            "No wonder you're such a jerk," Joey said, though he regretted the tactless words as soon as he spoke them. He opened his mouth to apologize, but Kaiba surprised him by laughing. It was pure, and without malice. Joey guessed he had just witnessed an anomaly.

            He voiced this thought, hoping to hear the laugh again. "Wow, Seto Kaiba laughs? Who'da thought?"

            Kaiba lowered his voice and looked around secretly. "Yes, and if you tell anyone I'll be forced to kill you."

            Joey's expression halted halfway between a grin and frown; for once, he didn't know how to react. The humorous look on his face prompted Kaiba to laugh again, and this time Joey joined him.

            'Who'da thought' indeed, thought Kaiba. Imagine, the great Seto Kaiba sharing camaraderie with the most aggravating of Yugi's companions. Though, certainly not the least attractive. The thought came from nowhere, and Kaiba found himself halted in mid laugh. He looked on Joey in a new light.

            "Maybe we should see if the rain has stopped," he said quickly. Suddenly the cave felt very small, and Joey much too close. He didn't want to do something to ruin this seemingly growing friendship.

            Joey rose with him, confused. "Kaiba? What's the matter?" He grabbed Kaiba's arm as he tried to brush past him, wheeling him around to face him.

            Without warning, he found himself slammed up against the cave wall, Kaiba's face inches away. He searched the blue eyes frantically, not recognizing the emotion he saw in them. As quickly as he had been grabbed, Joey was released, and Kaiba backed away slowly. "I'm sorry," he mumbled, not looking Joey in the face.

            "Kaiba, what's going on? What did I do?"

            Kaiba looked up into Joey's beseeching face and regretted it immediately. He was unused to seeing anything but dislike and rage come from those eyes. This new openness and pain, as though he had just been rejected by a friend, undid him completely. It had been so long. So long since he'd had any kind of companionship. With one step he closed the gap between them and pressed his lips to Joey's.

            Joey pushed Kaiba away roughly and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. "What are you-" he began, but Kaiba took this opportunity to renew the kiss and invade Joey's mouth with his tongue. With his greater strength he maneuvered Joey away from the wall and pulled him onto the ground. With one hand he held Joey's wrists above his head and with the other he struggled to undo the button on his jeans. He broke the kiss for air regretfully, knowing Joey would demand an answer. At least when his mouth was busy, all he could do was thrash beneath the taller boy. An action that Kaiba found shamefully stimulating.

            "Get off me!" Joey snarled, struggling to free himself from his captor. "Why are you doing this?"

            Kaiba paused and met his gaze. Joey would have recoiled from the heat, had he had any place to recoil to. "Please, Kaiba, let me go."

            Kaiba knew Joey must be truly unnerved to do anything that would resemble begging. He played with the idea, hoping that there might be some way to repair this. He found none. He had no choice but to go through with what he began. He yanked the unhooked jeans down sharply, pulling off Joey's sneakers in the process. The boxers came next, baring Joey's lower half to his gaze.

            "Mmm…" he murmured appreciatively, noticing that Joey had stopped wriggling, preparing himself to fight off whatever onslaught Kaiba intended. But Kaiba was not just going to take what he wanted. He wanted to make Joey feel what he was feeling, to see him writhing with passion instead of fear. With his own knees he braced himself against Joey's to keep his legs spread. He wrapped his free hand around Joey's cock and began to slowly run his hand up and down the shaft.

            Joey's eyes grew wide with shock and his struggles resumed. "This is wrong! Stop it! Kaiba, just let me go. You don't want to do this. I don't want this!" He groaned, mostly out of shame, when his body began to react to Kaiba's ministrations. His pleas became weaker. "Please…"

            Pleased with his current success, Kaiba pumped faster, ignoring the insistent ache in his pants. There was plenty of time for that. Just when Joey was about to come, Kaiba released him, reveling in the pained whimpers. Joey feebly attempted to free himself again. "Why?" he repeated.

            Kaiba grinned wolfishly down at him. "Aren't you enjoying yourself?"

            "But I'm not…"

            "Not what?" Kaiba pressed.

            "Not gay!" snapped Joey with vehemence.

            Kaiba chuckled. "No one said you were."

            Joey's brow furrowed. "But…"

            "Yes?"

            Something dawned on Joey's face. "Were you planning this the whole time?" he demanded angrily.

            Kaiba was truly shocked by this accusation. He shook his head emphatically. "No, no. It just…happened."

            Joey snorted derisively. "And I thought I had no self-control."

            Kaiba's eyes blazed. Furiously he grabbed Joey's legs and draped them over his shoulders. This was the Joey he recognized. "Kaiba…" Joey tried again, his tone pleading. Kaiba's face softened. No, he didn't want to hurt Joey. Maybe, somehow, this could turn out all right. He unzipped his pants, his erection springing free.

            "Now, Joey," he spoke soothingly. "I want you to relax."

            "Relax?" he barked. "How can I relax?"

            "Like this…" Kaiba resumed his earlier stroking, and felt Joey go weak beneath him. "Good. Just like that."

            Joey made to protest again, but Kaiba silenced him with a kiss. Joey's hips began to thrust into Kaiba's hand and he swallowed Joey's yelp as he came. "See," he said. "Now that wasn't so bad, was it?" Joey didn't reply, his eyes closed.

            Using Joey's stillness as an opportunity, he sucked on his finger and gently pushed it's moistened tip into Joey's puckered opening. His eyes flew open and he almost wrenched his wrists from Kaiba's grasp. Kaiba cocked his head. "What, did you think I gave you that for free?" Joey remained silent. Kaiba's gaze narrowed. He liked Silent Joey even less than Pleading Joey. He inserted another finger, and then two more in succession. He saw that Joey's eyes were squeezed shut, and that a single tear rolled down his face on either side. He brought his head down and licked them away gently. Joey opened his pain-glazed eyes and implored him silently. When Kaiba removed his fingers he sighed with relief. Kaiba could wait no longer, and he impaled himself into Joey's heat all the way to the hilt before Joey had time to prepare himself. Joey's whole body arched against him. Kaiba released Joey's wrists so that he could hold himself up over him. With his other hand he wiped Joey's moist face. He thrusted slowly until he felt the body open up to him. He quickened his pace; he could not wait any more.  He pounded until he felt like he would burst, and then he did burst, violently, preventing himself from collapsing on the heaving body beneath him only by a great strength of will. When his breathing slowed he pulled out and laid on Joey's right side, trying to collect his thoughts.

            Now what are you going to do? A voice prompted.

            He turned to Joey and was startled to find his brown eyes fixed on him already. "Joey, I…" he stopped when the boy turned away from him to face the wall. The voice returned, more insistently.

            Do something! Fix this!

            He put his arm around Joey and was saddened to feel the body tense. But what else did he expect? He pressed his lips to Joey's neck softly, prompting him to turn his head. Not knowing what else to do, he kissed him, and was surprised when Joey did not resist, not even passively.

            Maybe this really will be ok.

            He tried to rise, but Joey gripped him forcefully, willing him not to leave him. "It's ok," he said gently. "Just one second." He laid his long coat down on the ground above them. He knelt to try and pick Joey up, but he rose of his own accord and lay down on the makeshift blanket, looking at Kaiba expectantly. Kaiba stripped quickly and was pleased to see Joey's eyes rove over his nude body. He joined him on the coat and removed the last bit of clothing separating them. Joey snuggled his head against Kaiba's chest and promptly fell asleep. Not wishing to end the night without the necessary words, Kaiba made to rouse him, but then changed his mind. Instead he draped his arm across the slender body and rested his chin on the pillow of blond hair. Sooner than he imagined, he joined Joey in slumber.