Disclaimer: not mine, nopers... none of the things mentioned is REALLY most likely not mine... short and simple this time around... heh

Warnings: a boy that becomes a girl... I would say shounen-ai, but that wouldn't be entirely accurate... ah well *shrugs* mainly Kaiba/Joey in this chapter, alright? *nods* alright, I hope you approve.

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"C' mon, scoot, scoot, scoot..." Tea ordered, shoving them both towards the door.

"But, but, but..." Tristan and Bakura were protesting. Joey and Yugi were watching, strangely amused. Kaiba was watching from the sofa, looking confused. What was Tea up to now?

"I can't, Tea... I really shouldn't go out like this..." Bakura said, nervously. He stepped up to her, "apparently, you know what I mean..." he hissed. Tea merely grinned, and started shoving Bakura again.

"Do you not hear me saying 'scoot'?" she asked. Then she grabbed their jackets, and shoved them in each of their arms. "Off you go..." And with one final shove, both of them were out the door, which was closed in their still protesting faces.

Slowly, they both looked at each other, still not putting their jackets on.

"Does she expect us to walk...?" Bakura asked, dryly.

Tristan smiled slightly, and shrugged. Then the door opened, and the keys were tossed out, landing at Tristan's feet. Sighing, the brunette reached down, grabbing the keys, and put on his jacket as he started for the car they arrived in. Sighing in defeat, Bakura followed suit.

Neither noticed Tea peeking around the curtains, grinning gleefully.

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"Alright, Tea... what's the deal?" Joey asked, with a frown. Tea let the curtains fall, as she turned to Joey. Then she blinked, innocently.

"What do you mean, Joey?"

"Why'd you just finish actin like that?"

"Acting like what?"

Joey tugged at his blonde hair impatiently, "you know what I mean!!!"

Tea blinked again, "do I?"

"What business is it of yours, anyways, Joey?" Kaiba asked, dryly. Only to get a glare from the 'mutt'. But the rich boy merely smirked in response.

"Tea just finished actin like she was settin up Tristan...! And with a girl we don't even know, no less..." Joey spat, then he frowned at Tea again. Grabbing her arm, he dragged her from the livingroom, and into the kitchen. Kaiba and Yugi both glanced at each other, confused.

"I thought you knew what was goin on with Tristan!" Joey hissed, once they were out of earshot.

Tea grinned, "I do...!"

"Then why're you trying to hook him up with Bakla!?"

If it were possible, Tea's grin widened. "I have my reasons..." she replied, cheerfully.

Joey eyed her, suspiciously, "Tea...?"

"Hm?"

"What do you know?"

Tea smiled slyly, "something..." Joey continued to watch her, carefully.

"Tea, this is my best friend's feelins on the line, here... now tell me what's goin on...!" he commanded. Tea blinked. Wow, sure is loyal, she thought. Just like a puppy... oops, scratch that thought... she almost giggled.

"Tea!"

"Okay, okay! If you really wanna know, you can go after them... but don't let them see you, alright!?" Tea commanded. Joey rolled his eyes.

"Maybe you didn't know, Tea... but I don't like spyin on my friends..."

Tea grinned, "trust me..."

Pursing his lips, Joey's shoulders slumped in defeat. Then he started to trudge back to the livingroom. Tea followed and smiled brightly, as Joey headed for the closet and took out his coat.

Yugi and Kaiba gave him confused looks.

"Where are you going?" Kaiba asked, with a small frown.

"Gotta talk to Tristan 'bout somethin..." Joey replied, as he put his coat on.

"Such as...?" Kaiba pressed. Joey rolled his eyes.

"Kaiba, no offense... but none of yer business... I'll be back later... maybe with Tristan and Bakla..." with a quick nod, Joey headed outside.

Kaiba frowned. None of his business, huh? With a mental shrug, Kaiba got up, and headed for the closet, taking out his own coat.

"Now where are you off to?" Yugi asked. Kaiba spared him a glance.

"My curiousity has the better of me..." he answered. Then he headed out the door, after Joey. Yugi blinked, in confusion. Then it dawned on him, so he smiled faintly. Tea giggled, sensing something very obvious from Kaiba. And it concerned a certain blonde and brown-eyed individual.

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Bakura felt completely at ease with Tristan. The brunette was talking to him, like he was a friend, and not a girl he never met before. Or at least a girl he thought he never met. And just then, they were apparently getting to know each other better.

Tristan raised an eyebrow, almost looking like he was going to laugh. Bakura folded his arms, "I dare you... just try it..." he sniffed.

Tristan bit his lip, "no, no... I think it's interesting... honey-glazed cauliflower..." he said, with a nod. Bakura stuck his tongue out at him.

"Anyways... what's the strangest thing you ever made...?" he asked.

"Food-wise, or craft-wise?"

"Both..." Bakura replied, with a shrug.

"Well... craft-wise, I made a frame for a picture of my dog, it was too big on one side, two small on the other... a lop-sided frame, to be blunt..."

"Sounds lovely..." Bakura said, with a small laugh.

"And food-wise... I accidentally used old milk in some macaroni and cheese..."

Bakura's eyes widened, "what!?"

"I didn't eat it... but Joey did... I tried telling him, but he hears better when he's not eating..."

"Was he okay!?"

"He's still with us, if that's what you mean..." Tristan shrugged, with a small grin, "the guy can eat anything... worst he'll get would probably be... well, you know..."

Bakura laughed, "alright... this is getting to be too weird... ummm, pick a favorite... Oreros, or chocolate chip?"

Tristan laughed, "Oreos... you, apples or oranges?"

"Apples... action or comedies?"

"Little of column A, little of column B... and maybe some romance every so often..." Tristan answered, with a sheepish shrug. Bakura only smiled.

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There they were. Tristan and Bakla were walking around the aisles of the supermarket, probably looking just to kill time.

"Don't even care if we get our eggs right away, or not..." Joey said, with a roll of his eyes. But for some odd reason, Joey was really trying to avoid being seen. He paused, looking past a shelf of half-priced crackers. Then he frowned, someone was crowding him. With a scowl, he glanced over his shoulder, seeing Kaiba. Who stood there, calmly watching Joey as if he were crazy.

"So, why'd you have the urge to stalk me, anyways, huh?" the blonde grumbled.

"Don't flatter yourself... I just wanted to see what you were so eager about..." Kaiba said, coolly.

Joey glanced over his shoulder at the CEO, "why should it matter to you?" he demanded. Kaiba smirked, but said nothing. Joey straightened up, and took a step forward, then he paused in mid-step, and lurched back, his heel practically crushing Kaiba's foot.

"OW! What're you...!?" Kaiba started to holler, until Joey spun around, covering his mouth with his hand, and started shoving him back.

"Shut up, shut up, shut up...!" he hissed. Once he got them in the petfood aisle, Kaiba pushed his hand away, and gave Joey a shove back. The blonde blinked in confusion, as Kaiba stepped up to him, glaring hard at him.

"First off, Joey... I think it's in your health's best interest if you apologize... second off, don't ever try and tell me what to do, again...! And third...! Were you dropped on your head as a child?" Kaiba snapped.

"Okay, okay... I'm sorry... I'll try not to... and not that I know of..."

Kaiba rolled his eyes, "you definitely act like it."

"Ya know, Kaiba... if I weren't too busy tryin to do somethin else, I would keep arguin with ya... but, since I am, all I can say is 'shut up'... and hope that you'll listen..."

Kaiba narrowed his eyes, "you're trying to tell me what to do, again!"

"Geez, sorry, rich boy... now shut up..!"

"... Make me..."

Joey rolled his eyes, "that's original... seriously, shut up...."

"... I said, 'make me'..."

Joey glared at him, and started rolling up his sleeves, "fine... do things the hard way...!" Kaiba smirked. Then easily caught Joey's fists, as the blonde launched them at his face. Still holding his fists, Kaiba pushed Joey's arms down, and stepped closer, lowering his head, so he was now eye to eye with the blonde.

"Tell me, Joey..." the CEO murmured.

Joey started to redden at Kaiba's sudden nearness.

".... Is your answer to everything violence?"

Joey's face fell. Then he scowled, "course not...!"

"You're sure...?"

"It's not like you don't use violence...!"

"True, but I don't use my ability to fight just because the smallest opportunity comes up... but I digress, this is about you, Joey... not me..."

Joey felt his face get hotter, Kaiba was still pretty close, and all the quiet sincerity in his tone, wasn't really helping matters. And neither were his hands, which slid down Joey's wrists, and held his.

"What part of 'shut up' is hard for you to get...!?" Joey demanded, relieved his voice didn't crack.

Kaiba smirked, "I can think of one way to keep my mouth shut..." Joey blinked. "Or at least busy..." the redhead added. Well, that was that, Joey was actually feeling dizzy, what with all the blood rushing to his head.

"Y-you mean...?"

"What else?" Kaiba said, almost seductively. Joey could hear his heart pounding, as Kaiba leaned in closer. Then out of nowhere, Kaiba let his hands go and stepped past him, walking away, "I'll find a place to eat..."

Joey froze, now feeling like a fool. He growled, and whirled around to face Kaiba. "YA JERK!"

Kaiba glanced over his shoulder at him, his smirk still in place, "loved your expression, mutt..."

"You...!" Joey lunged at him, ignoring Kaiba's laughing.

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CRASH!

"You idiot!"

"Who you callin an idiot!"

"Who do you think...? Inu no baka..."

A low growl was heard, "STOP CALLIN ME THAT!"

"Short temper there, Joey..."

"You rich, spoiled, selfish..."

"Call me what you want... you're still just a mutt..."

Then a battlecry, and another CRASH.

"Clean-up in Aisle 12... and get those two guys out of here!" a voice on the PA system squawked.

Tristan raised an eyebrow, then he glaced at Bakla, who's brow was furrowed in confusion. Then she glanced up at him.

"Who does that sound like?" Tristan asked.

"Like Joey and Kaiba..." Bakla replied.

With a quick nod, Tristan walked up ahead, Bakla followed. Then two people came sliding across the floor in front of the aisle, practically at Tristan's feet. Their eyes widened at the sight in front of them. Joey straddling Kaiba, who was holding his wrists. And both were a bit red in the face, and breathing heavily.

They both looked up, seeing Tristan and Bakla. Joey raised an eyebrow, Bakla was leaning over to see, and her hand rested at Tristan's waist. But neither seemed uncomfortable at the physical contact.

"Uhhh, what's up?" Joey asked, cheerfully.

"I could ask you the same thing..." Tristan said, wryly. Joey blinked, and opened his mouth, ready to reply. "No, wait... don't! Don't think I wanna know..." Tristan said, with a small grin. Joey's face flared, then he looked down at Kaiba, who looked awfully deadpan, considering the circumstances.

"What're you both doing here?" Bakla asked, looking confused.

Joey swallowed,nervously, "uhhhh, well... you see... we had... we had to, uhhhhh... had to see, if... uhhh..." the blonde furrowed his brow, trying to think. Kaiba released Joey's wrists and propped himself up on his elbows, giving Joey a look.

"You silver-tongued rascal..." he said, dryly. Joey tried to glare at him, but his blush wasn't improving the look of it. Now this was something see, Joey still straddling a now-sitting up Kaiba.

"We're here to remind you to get some Pocky..."

Tristan blinked, looking doubtful, "Pocky?"

"Pocky?" Bakla asked, confused.

"For Yugi..." Kaiba told them, with a shrug.

Joey started to nod in quick agreement. That sounded acceptable enough.

"Well... if Yugi wants it, who are we to deny him of it?" Bakla said, cheerfully. Tristan smiled, and nodded.

"Point taken..." then he glanced at the two teenagers on the floor, again. And gave Bakla a look, "should we leave these two alone?"

Bakla smiled, and nodded, "I think that would be best..." Pursing his lips to keep from laughing, Tristan rested his hand on the small of her back, and started leading her away.

Joey blinked, his eyes wide. Physical contact like that, and it wasn't even frowned upon. Something weird was goin on. One day and they were getting along this well?

"Hey Joey," Kaiba said, dryly.

Joey continued to keep his eye on Tristan and Bakla, "huh?"

"Maybe you should get off..."

Joey was still watching them, "hrn? Why?"

"Well, we're in a public place... and I think it would be more polite if I bought you dinner or something first..." Kaiba replied, with a roll of his eyes.

Blinking, Joey glanced at Kaiba, who was looking just as deadpan as earlier. Once again blushing, Joey jumped up, off of the CEO. Then his arms were grabbed, by two burly guards.

"You two, we'll have to ask you to leave..." one of them said, coldly. Kaiba stood up, his eyebrow raised in confusion.

"Why's that?" he demanded.

"For causing a ruckus... and for engaging in inappropriate activites in a public store..." the other guard said, calmly.

Kaiba blinked, and glanced around, noticing a lot of people were staring.

"Waitaminute! Inapproriate activies!? You mean...!?" Joey said, practically choking on his words, his face reddening all over again.

Kaiba shook his head, taking Joey's arm, "we'll leave, quietly..." he said curtly. Then proceeded to drag Joey towards the automatic doors. "Well... this went well..." he muttered.

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Well, how was that? *blinks* I dunno how I'm doing with the whole Kaiba/Joey thing... but, uhhhh... yeah. Anywho, how's all of you? Good? then yay! Bad? Dun worry, things can only get better from here on in... *nods* erm... yeah... okay, I think I'm done ^_^ Have a Nice Day! okay, okay! Yes, it belongs to the Happy Face people, dangit!!! er, I'm rambling, gomen ^_^()