My Dear Guest - Seto practices the same thing my grandmother used to "spending my money on you is a sign of my love".

Talyak - Seto is used to people who only want things from him.

On both counts, Joey is not that guy.

Chapter 5

In the pre-G-Bomb population, all births had a fifty-five percent chance of being male, with the resulting adult population being 51:49, female to male, in cultures without population control measures. (See Chart A-12)

The G-Bomb changed these statistics radically. The birth rate is now 31:64, with 5% of the population born gender neutral.

With the tendency for many cultures still to prefer male children, this shift in the birth genomes should have had a catastrophic effect on the world population. Adult women are now roughly a third of the population instead of half. But the reverse has been true. The advent of men who can gestate children has, in effect, balanced the reduction of 'strictly female' genomes. The world population is once again expanding at an alarming rate.

Editorial, Why the G-Bomb Was Good for Humanity

"OH!" Mom gasped. "Oh, Katsuya! Oh, you look so beautiful!"

"MOM!"

"Handsome! You look handsome." Mom grinned as she smoothed Joey's hair and straightened his collar. "Although men can be beautiful, too. It's very masculine." She pulled out her camera.

"Yeah, I was planning to say you look dorky." His younger sister, Serenity, frowned. "But you do look kinda good in that."

"Like you would know." Joey rolled his eyes. He must look good for his sister to pass up teasing him for once.

"Hold still. I want a picture for your Grandmother."

"Come here, twerp!" He grabbed his sister and posed. "I need something short to lean on."

"QUIT IT!" She whined when Joey began pulling her hair. "God!" She stomped out as Joey chuckled.

The culture fair had been a lot of damn work, but fun. It was kind of cool to see all the displays each class had put together. Some were actually historic or cultural, but the cafe with people in french maid costumes was just for the skin. Low necklines, high skirts.

When he got home from school, a box was at the building manager's office. Joey thought his mother had gone crazy to buy something so obviously expensive, but when she got home, she knew nothing about it. She noticed the card - written in kanji which Joey still had some trouble reading.

Kaiba had sent it over. "That was nice of Kaiba-sama to lend you this. Be sure to thank him when you see him tonight."

As it turned out, Joey's 'good' suit was a bit small. It had been a while since he'd worn it last. And it did make more sense to wear a traditional outfit to a cultural festival party. Mom helped him dress, although she did have to check a website for the proper way to tie all the sashes.

And Joey had to admit, the forest green and deep brown did look good on him.

It still wasn't a date.

The doorbell rang.

"MOM!" Serenity yelled. "Your boss is here!"

"My boss?" Mom looked confused. "Why would Minato-san be here?" She hurried to the front room.

Joey followed, more slowly. He'd been too embarrassed to admit he couldn't get a real date.

"Kaiba-sama!" Mom was bowing deeply as Joey entered the room. "I can't thank you enough for lending Katsuya this beautiful kimono."

Kaiba was wearing a kimono, too. The haori and hakama were black silk; the kimono under them was royal blue. It made his eyes look like sapphires when they met Joey's from across the room. They sent an involuntary warm shiver through Joey's body.

"I thought the color might suit you. Are you ready?"

Mom gasped. "Wait - are you -" She looked at Joey. "Kat, is he, are you going to the party with Kaiba-sama?"

"Not like that, Mom." Joey rolled his eyes again.

"Are you my brother's boyfriend?" Serenity asked directly.

"I am your brother's ride," Kaiba answered with a slight smile.

"Oh," Mother and daughter replied with entirely different inflections.

"Yeah," Joey felt supremely relieved. "Come on ride, let's roll." He headed for the door.

"Call me when you get to the party." Mom grabbed his shoulder and kissed his cheek. "Curfew is 1am. No excuses."

"Yes, Mom, I know! Come on, dude."

Waiting for the elevator, they didn't speak.

"It's a gift," Kaiba said when the doors closed. "It brings out your eyes rather well."

"What?"

"The kimono. It's a gift. Those colors would be garish on me. I could never wear it."

"A gift. Online, it said a set like this could cost a couple thousand."

"Roughly," Kaiba agreed.

"Right." Joey hit the button for the next floor and the elevator stopped.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm gonna go change."

"What! Why?" Kaiba stepped off the elevator with him.

"'Cause I'm not owing you for it, and I'm not bending over to pay for it."

"It's a gift. Why would you pay for a gift? You don't owe me anything."

"No one drops a couple thousand on a gift for someone they don't know." Joey jabbed the up button.

"Perhaps in your tax bracket they don't," Kaiba snickered. "I've spent more on people I've known for less than a day."

"Seriously? Are you stupid?"

"Hardly."

"Look, I was cool when I thought this was a loaner, but a gift? That's just crazy."

"Fine! This argument is pointless. It is a loan. I expect it to be returned by Monday."

"You sure?"

"I'm sure I'm sorry I suggested this." Kaiba jabbed the down button. "I want it back."

"Ok. Oh, and dinner. I hear this Italian place is crazy expensive, but the party's at a restaurant. They're feedin' us there."

The doors opened and Kaiba stared at Joey as they boarded. "It's a family eatery."

"So?"

"The food is dreadful."

"Aw, lighten up! Yug' says the food's pretty good."

"Yug? Who is 'Yug'?"

"Yugi. Short guy, whacked out hair."

"Mutou Yugi." The doors opened and Kaiba got off the elevator. "Americans."

There was a limo in front of the building. The driver opened the door as they approached.

"This was kinda a big deal for you, huh?" Joey asked as they got into the car. "You got a limo and everything."

Kaiba almost smiled. "My brother's school is also having an event tonight. He has my Lexus, so I had to use the 'big' car. We normally use this for executive guests."

"You own a limo?"

"I own several cars."

"Wow. Must be nice being rich."

Kaiba's smile seemed to sour a bit. "It has its moments."

"Dude, come on! You got money, you're smart, you're hot - you got it all!"

Joey suddenly felt odd. Kaiba was rich, smart, and hot. He was every woman's dream - but he asked Joey out to a swank restaurant in a classy car and bought him a fancy outfit. If that wasn't queer, nothing was. It was like 'Pretty Woman' without the woman. Joey found himself feeling bad for Kaiba.

"Guys like you always find the right girl eventually," Joey said finally.

Kaiba gave him a rather arched look. "Do they?"

"Yeah. Tonight's just a thing. I'm sure there's a pair of hot chicks just waiting for us."

"I will take your word for it," Kaiba chuckled.

There wasn't much conversation in the car, but it wasn't too awkward.

They got mobbed when they arrived, though. A few people were wearing casual yukatas, but almost everyone else was dressed casually in Western style.

"You look amazing!" Anzu gushed. "I thought you said you didn't own a kimono."

"Kaiba lent it to me."

"He lent it?" Otogi was still wearing his french maid costume from the festival with his hair braided and twisted and high heel shoes. His cleavage looked like it would fall out any second. "Did he help you put it on?"

"Get a grip!" Joey sneered. Then, he froze. Ishtar and Malik arrived with a girl. A woman.

The most amazing woman Joey had ever seen. Tall, mocha skin, curvy but not fat. She turned her head and smiled at Joey. She said something to Ishtar. He looked at Joey, too. Then all three of them came toward him.

People around Joey were saying things but all Joey could hear was his own heart going triple time.

"Hey, guys!" Malik greeted the group. "You remember my sister Isis."

"Ishtar-neesan." "Isis-sensei." Several greetings rang out.

"I do not believe we have met," the woman said to Joey.

"Uh, yeah," Joey managed. "Um, Joey."

"Um, Isis." She smiled and all of Joey's blood moved south. "Are you thirsty? I was thinking of getting a drink."

"Isis-neesama, he doesn't know -" Ishtar started.

She took Joey's arm. "I'll tell him."

"Yeah," Joey grinned. "She'll tell me." He stopped next to Ishtar. "She's a girl, right?" he whispered.

"Yeah."

"Then quit cockblocking!"

Ishtar raised his hands in submission and Joey grinned as Isis led him away.

The party was in full swing already. There was no alcohol, but there was lots of food and karaoke. They got sodas and Isis led him over to a relatively quiet table in a corner.

"You have no idea who I am, do you?" She was still smiling.

"Should I?" Joey shrugged. "I'm new around here. I don't know anyone. I didn't know who Kaiba was either."

"I saw him," she cooed. "You two match."

"He lent me this thing. We came together."

"Oh. So is that what you're into?"

"Actually, I'm kinda into you." Mentally, Joey kicked himself for saying something so douchebag.

But Isis giggled. "Oww. Clever. I'm FemaleHerm-Reversed." She gave him a moment and an inquiring look.

"Oh. Uh…" Joey hated saying it. "I'm, um -"

"Male?"

"Well, yeah, but -"

"There's a love hotel around the corner."

"I - a wait - a what?"

She laughed and pulled him out of his seat.

Two blocks away, the street was lined with love hotels, porn shops, and brothels. Joey stopped cold.

"Ho-ly fuck!"

"They don't have these in America?"

"I think everything on this street is illegal!"

She laughed again.

The check-in was a digital board at the door. Isis used her cell phone, and a key popped out. She smiled and led Joey upstairs.

I'm gonna get laid!

Joey was elated and terrified at the same time. She wanted him. He had no idea what he was doing. She came on to him. What about condoms? She totally wanted him! What if she wanted something freaky? What if she had something freaky? What if she freaked out about him?

Isis pulled him into the room and kissed him with full tongue. Joey's first full tongue kiss. He'd kissed a couple girls, but not like this. Not with them trying to take his pants off at the same time! He didn't know what to do with his hands until she put them on her breasts.

"Oooo," she purred as her hand rubbed up and down his boxers, "you are male."

Joey tried to say something clever, but his brain and his mouth had lost connection. Everything was shorted out by the electricity in her hand.

"This is kind of fast for you, isn't it?" she asked. Joey nodded. It was the only thing he could do with her squeezing his cock. "Sorry."

She abruptly pulled him across the room, and pushed him on the bed. His pants were gone. The kimono was open. Isis pulled off her shirt and a pair of luscious tits bounced in front of Joey.

"Suck." She ordered, pushing one against his willing mouth. "I live in a temple. I get to leave very, very rarely. Only when I'm cycling. I promised myself that I was gonna get laid by the hottest thing I saw tonight. So, you just relax. Don't worry, I'll do all the work. And we're both gonna feel so good when it's over. Ok?"

She was rubbing her crotch against Joey's. It was taking everything he had not to explode. Exploding before they even started would be lame.

Isis lifted her body up, grabbed Joey's cock, and slid herself down it.

They both moaned.

Then she began moving. Up and down, rubbing herself against him as she rode him.

Everything felt amazing. The heat of her wrapped around his shaft. Her tits against his nipples teasing him wonderfully. The weight of….something, rubbing between his leg, getting slicker and better and better.

And then he was just done. Joey shouted and shuddered underneath Isis as he came hard. They both lay there panting for a minute.

Ok, Joey thought, that was crazy better than my right hand.

"You ok?" she asked.

"...oh yeah." Joey sighed.

"Good." Isis lifted up again. She reached down, and Joey felt a warm, blunt object push inside himself.

It wasn't in his rectum. The only other choice was….

"Hey, wait….!" He tried to push her away but Isis had him pretty well pinned down.

"Oh my God!" Isis groaned. "You feel amazing!"

"Get out of that - it's not -" Joey gasped as Isis pushed in again, deeper. There was a point of pleasure so intense that almost made him come again. But almost immediately after, she struck something that stopped each thrust with an incredibly sharp pain. "Stop! It's - it's - oh, shit! Don't! Don't!" He struggled to understand what was happening. To explain what he was feeling. "I'm gonna - I'm gonna -!"

He came again.

Joey came twice before Isis finally growled and pumped her hips and cock hard into Joey's pussy.

Then he passed out.

xXxXxXx

After a half an hour, Seto accepted the obvious.

He'd been ditched.

Katsuya and Ishtar Isis had vanished. The Ishtar brothers, when asked, had merely shrugged and implied that their sister was most likely having sex.

"She's a fertility priestess." Ishtar Marik stated. "And she's totally in heat. Actually, I'm surprised she's not banging you."

Mutou had also not seen Katsuya since their arrival.

"I'm sure he's around here somewhere." The diminutive boy looked worried. "I wanted to introduce him to Atemu. You remember my boyfriend from our last duel, don't you."

Yami Atemu. Apart from their heights, Yami and Mutou could be clones. Something about the man always evoked an aura of Ancient Egypt. "Of course." Seto looked at his watch. His 'date' had been missing for forty-five minutes. "Well, I'm afraid I have another engagement this evening. Tell Jounouchi to call me if he needs a ride home."

"I thought your conference was -" Mutou started, but Yami cut him off.

"Certainly." The man nodded. "We will pass on the message if we see him."