Raine: Hey I know this isn't very good and I won't make excuses but do know that I am really trying and hope that it will get better. A lot of your were surprised that I got this far, well so am I. So if it gets bad, just pretend in ended like awhile ago.

"You're going down this time Motou," Tristan said as he started the last lap. Yugi just laughed. They'd found a Playstation and a few games lying around and decided to play while they waited for Joey to return. Tristan and Yugi were seated on the floor in front of the coffee table, right up close to the television and Yami sat watching from the couch behind them. Yugi had already won three games to Tristan and lost two to Yami, who Tristan refused to play.

"Hey that wasn't fair," Tristan protested as his car was slammed into a wall.

"What are you doing?" an annoyed voice came from behind them all. Tristan's controller disappeared underneath him and he flicked the TV off swiftly. Yugi put his down gently and turned around, expecting Kaiba or a servant to be there.

"Mokuba?" he and Tristan said together. "We didn't wake you did we?" Yugi continued.

"I came down to get a drink. What are you guys doing here?" Yugi moved over to the couch with Yami as Mokuba crossed the room to where they were. He sat down in a reclining chair to Tristan's left.

"We came over with Joey but..." Tristan trailed off. He leaned on the coffee table.

"Oh..." Mokuba looked down. He seemed to sink into his own thoughts.

"Do you want to play a game with us?" Yugi asked.

"Yeah, I was just about to leave Yugi in the dust but that can always wait," Tristan added.

"Wishful thinking," Yugi shook his head.

"You should thank Mokuba. He saved you from having to admit you can lose at something."

"I have no problem admitting to losing...if that's what I did. You were the one that got lucky. I was almost a whole lap ahead of you and you know it."

"Whatever," Tristan waved away the remark. Yugi reached over and grabbed the remote, flicking the TV back on. In huge red letters the words 'You Won!' flashed on Yugi's side of the screen. Mokuba laughed as Tristan scowled. Yugi snuggled up to Yami satisfied and Yami wrapped an arm around him.

"You have all the luck," Tristan said bitterly.

"I'll let you win next time," Yugi responded.

"So, how 'bout it Mokuba? But be aware I won't go easy on you."

"Don't try to make yourself feel better by implying that you were letting Yugi win, you'll never get anywhere if you lie to yourself all the time," Yami said. Tristan started to respond but Mokuba interrupted.

"I'll play," Mokuba said. "But don't get all angry when you're eight laps behind me and I'm crossing the finish line." He crawled over to the controller Yugi had been using and picked it up.

"Another big talker," Tristan said boredly. "Let's see what you got to back it up." He uncovered his own controller and restarted the game. "Prepare to meet your fate...watching me disappear off your screen," Tristan challenged.

"Yeah, at the end of my tailpipe," Mokuba countered. The race started Tristan getting a head start.

"Come on, you can get him Mokuba," Yugi moved away from Yami and closer to the TV as Mokuba dodged the other cars to catch up. Yami laughed at his enthusiasm, which made him look back shyly. "What?"

"Nothing," Yami said. Yugi curled back up close to him.

"Do you think Joey's alright?" he asked letting his worry show.

"I'm sure he's fine." Mokuba cheered as his car crossed the finish line three seconds before Tristan's.

In another room, well ok...it's Kaiba's

Kaiba and Joey laid their cards down on the bed at the same time. Kaiba, of course, had the better hand.

"I think you cheated," Joey said angrily. "Let me see your clothes."

"I think you're the one who will be taking off your clothes," Kaiba smirked. After deciding that Kaiba didn't deserve to just have everything he wanted at his command, Joey had challenged him to a game of strip poker, one of which he was obviously losing. While Joey was down to his underwear, Kaiba was still fully clothed and finding each win that much more amusing. Joey had been lucky that he was wearing his school uniform, which had more layers to wager, but now that wasn't even there to protect him. "Do you want some help?" Kaiba asked slyly. Joey narrowed his eyes.

"No, but I'll help you wipe that stupid look off your face," Joey sprang toward him and he just smiled and got off the bed as Joey landed face first into it, sending all the cards to scatter everywhere. Joey turned himself over but before he could sit up Kaiba was hovering over him.

"Didn't anyone ever tell you not to disrespect your master? Your mine now. I won you fair and square." He leaned closer to kiss him but a noise downstairs brought his attention away. He climbed off of Joey and walked over to the door. "Don't go anywhere," he ordered and walked out of the room. He went downstairs. The noise of laughter and something hitting the ground came from the living room.

"Now what are you going to do you little runt? I'll teach you to mess with me," he heard Tristan's voice. He went to the doorway and looked in to find Mokuba pinned to the floor with Tristan on top of him, apparently tickling him, with Yugi trying to grab Tristan's arm.

"What are you doing to my brother?" Kaiba crossed his arms. Everyone stopped and Mokuba rushed to hide behind Tristan.

"What did you do to Joey?" Tristan asked back. A thud sounded behind Kaiba.

"I'm fine," Joey said. He was trying to pull his clothes back on as fast as he could while going to see what was happening, without his friends seeing him. He stayed in the hallway out of sight as Kaiba continued to glare at Tristan.

"Seto we were just playing a game," Mokuba said moving into Seto's view.

"It's a school night. I want you in bed. Now." Mokuba rolled his eyes but stood up and darted past him to the stairs. He gave Joey an, 'I don't even want to ask' look as he approached the blonde and continued on to his room. "And I don't want to hear any more out of you guys either."

"I know you're just playing dad right now so I'll let that go," Tristan responded, which seemed to make Kaiba's glare deepen in anger.

"Come on Seto, give 'em a break. It's only nine," Joey said, finally composed. Yugi stood up as Joey appeared behind Kaiba. Kaiba's glare shifted to Joey and the room went completely quiet. Impossible as it was, it seemed as if they were speaking to each other even though no words were spoken. Kaiba let out and angry sigh and walked away. "So guys, what's up?" Joey asked sheepishly turning to his friends.

"Your pants are on backwards," Tristan commented as he turned back to the TV. Yugi blushed for him as he raced to find the bathroom.

"Do you think..." Yugi started.

"No," Yami and Tristan replied in unison. Yugi's blush just darkened.