Heey everyone! sorry for the long wait, recently ive moved into college, and we've been getting ready for midterms. I finally have a free moment though and there shouldnt be as much of a wait. i missed writing this story

Kisa: Never question a yaoi fangirl's dedication.

Me: anyways, please enjoy Seto and Joey's first date!

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh, nor do i own Dale, who you will meet in this next chapter.

Well, Joey THOUGHT that besides the date later that night, he had the entire day to relax before starting his weekend homework the next day. He didn't, however, count on Marie. Who, for some reason of another, decided she was going to help him whether he wanted it or not.

The blond was innocently playing Nintendo with Mokuba, when Marie barged through the door with such force it nearly snapped off the hinges. Her face was practically glowing with anticipation and happiness.

Mokuba, without a word, scooted out of the way and hid under his bed, while Joey froze like a deer in headlights as she descended upon him.

After that, it was mostly a blur. He vaguely remembered her shoving him into he bathroom with the promise that if he was not 100 percent clean when he got out she would do it again herself. Which got his butt moving, but even then he barely had enough time to rinse the conditioner she gave him out of his hair before she was hammering on the door, saying she had a change of outfit she wanted him to try on.

Five more outfits later, and she had finally nodded approvingly.

"Perfect" she muttered. She looked at him like she was her first born going off to the prom.

Joey, more than slightly disgruntled at these recent events took a moment to catch his breath, while she admired her handiwork. He was wearing a black dress pants and shoes, with a soft white short sleeved dress shirt under a smooth red jacket. The jacket itself resembled his green one from a while back, but it didn't so much bury him like that one did as it showed off his muscular but still lean chest. It had black threading and buttons so it contrasted nicely with his pants. She even went so far as to get him a few accessories, like a black wristband and his dog tag necklace.

Given the chance, he would have just thrown on a pair of jeans and a nice t-shirt five minutes before the date was supposed to begin. But he had to admit, as she turned him to face the mirror in his room, he actually looked pretty cool.

He tugged on the collar of the jacket like he did with the green one.

"I can NOT believe I'm doin this..." he grumbled feeling a tad embarrassed. He never really was a fan for standing in front of mirrors. It wasn't that he thought himself ugly; he just didn't think it was necessary to ogle at himself like some people (cough cough Duke Devlin.)

Marie slapped at his hand and smoothed the collar back out, double checking him for wrinkles,

"You look so handsome. Master Kaiba will be very pleased."

"That's what I'm afraid of."

"Hush." She pushed him gently so he would sit in a chair in front of the mirror, while she proceeded to attack his hair with a wet comb.

For a moment he admittedly looked very much a sheepdog, when his blond hair was combed flat so it hung in his face. But it didn't last long, when she combed it back out of the way.

Great...now he looked like a bad John Travolta cosplayer.

Even Marie seemed to think so, she paused for a moment, looking dissatisfied, before she put the comb down and ruffled his hair till it was pretty much the same as when they started.

"I think it looks best this way," she said smiling, and he nodded.

"Thanks."

She continued to search for the tiniest imperfections, at the same time trying to give him a pep talk.

"You nervous?" She asked

"Nope."

"Are you excited?"

"Nope"

"...Do you feel anything?"

He thought about it, "Hungry," he answered truthfully, and she laughed.

"Well, I guess it's good that you're going to a restaurant."

Joey glared out the window, where he was sure Kaiba was waiting for him by the limo.

"Meh."

Marie ruffled his hair fondly, "Don't worry; you'll have a great time."

"How d'you know?" he asked sulkily, slumping as she walked with him to the front door. She straightened the lapels on his jacket one last time.

"Just a feeling." She smiled serenely up at him. It was that look she got when he had a sneaking suspicion she knew more than anyone did.

Mokuba shouted a good luck from the top of the stairs, and then Marie joined him with the promise of playing Toad in Mario Kart.

Joey was left lone to brave perhaps the greatest challenge he ever had:

His first date with Kaiba.

/

Kaiba knew right away it would be difficult to keep his self control tonight. Even more so when Joey walked out the front door to meet him. He silently reminded himself to have someone pick up the latest issue of boys love magazine for Marie; she deserved a reward for her hard work. Joey looked like a dream.

He couldn't stop staring at him, even as they both got into the back of the limo. As usual, Joey sat on the opposite side of Kaiba and inched as close to the door as he could in an attempt to get away from Kaiba. Though this could have something to do with the way Kaiba was looking at him. His arms were folded and he was smirking in a predatory sort of way. In short, Joey felt very much like a slab of beef in front of a hungry cheetah.

"Would ya quit starin at me already? It's gettin creepy." Joey snapped, face turning red when he swore he saw the CEO lick his lips in his direction.

"Why? I was under the impression one is supposed to admire their date when out. It's supposed to let you know that my attention is solely on you and not someone else." Kaiba purred back, and Joey felt his eyebrow twitch.

"It's ok, really. Go right ahead."

Kaiba shrugged in a mock regretful manner, "Unfortunately, I doubt there's anyone as beautiful as you out there tonight, so I'm afraid you'll have to put up with my staring. My apologies."

Joey growled, feeling his cheeks heat in embarrassment, "I'm a BOY dammit! I'm not supposed ta be 'beautiful'!"

Kaiba chuckled in amusement, "What adjective would you have me call you then? Because 'handsome' doesn't nearly do you justice."

"I don't care, anything but beautiful!"

Kaiba pretended to think about it, but in truth Joey had just walked, once again, straight into a trap.

"Alright..." Kaiba trailed off, and grinned devilishly and Joey narrowed his eyes in suspicion.

Just as Kaiba leaned across the space between them, the driver had pulled up to the restaurant. Joey leaned back as far as the seat would allow him when he felt Kaiba's breath hit his ear.

"How about 'sexy'?" Kaiba whispered into his ear.

Joey's face enflamed in both anger and embarrassment, but before he could shout at the CEO, Kaiba had reached across and opened the door Joey was leaning so heavily on, so the blond ended up toppling out of the car and onto the curb.

"Ow! Jerk, whatcha do that for?"

Kaiba smirked down at him, "Clumsy puppy, you should have waited for me to open the door for you. After all, that's the proper thing to do for my date."

'He's enjoying this waaay too much.' Joey thought to himself as Kaiba climbed out of the car. He was surprised when Kaiba reached a hand out towards him.

"Come along, pup. Before they give our reservations away."

Scowling at once again being referred to as a dog, Joey did appreciate the gesture of his help. He took hold of Kaiba's hand and was about to push himself to his feet, when Kaiba tugged him up with a bit more force than he was expecting, so he stumbled right into his arms.

He scrambled to free himself, which Kaiba let him do, begrudgingly, his arms slipping from his form after he had caught the blonde.

"Like I said," Kaiba reached out and ruffled Joey's already untidy hair, "clumsy."

Joey grumbled to himself, but Kaiba felt a twinge of victory when he saw the faint traces of a flush on Joey's cheeks.

The Italian restaurant Marie had chosen was indeed very classy, but not overall intimidating for Joey to be in. There were tiny yellow lights in the trees outside the restaurant, and there was a mural of an Italian vineyard on the wall behind the bar. There was, however, the definite smell of French fries Joey was used to when in a restaurant. A guy in a tux (a penguin suit as Joey referred to it) came to seat them, and they followed him all the way to the most secluded area of the restaurant. Their booth even had a curtain they could choose to pull, give them some privacy. Joey knew this because they had passed another booth just like it, and he was sure the silhouettes that were sharing wine and kissing in there were both male.

Joey silently prayed that Kaiba would leave the curtains open.

The waiter didn't waste their time by engaging in small talk, he simply handed them two menus with the promise of coming back later with water and would then take their orders. Kaiba was beginning to like this place even more (he had seen the curtains, maybe not this time, but he planned for other dates as well.)

Joey at first glanced over the menu in glazed fashion, then slowly started flipping through it more urgently, until finally he slapped it down with a glare.

"It's all in Italian!"

"Well, we are in an Italian restaurant mutt." Kaiba responded idly.

"How am I supposed at order what I want if I can't read what they have?"

Kaiba smirked up at him, "Would you like me to translate for you?"

"Yeah." Joey said bluntly.

Kaiba tutted like he was speaking to a small child about manners, and shook his finger at Joey, "Say please pup."

Joey once again felt a tick growing in his eye, but he was hungry, so he took a deep breath and let it out in a haggard sort of way.

"Please."

"Please what?"

Joey gritted his teeth together, temper rising higher and higher, "Please. Kaiba. Translate. The. Damn. Menu."

Kaiba chuckled darkly, and gripped the menu, flipping it open, "Now, that wasn't so hard was it?"

"You have no idea..." Joey mumbled while Kaiba's blue eyes scanned to the menu. The blond soon grew impatient as the man before him still wasn't translating anything.

"Well? What have they got here?"

"I'm not going to read off every item on the menu mutt, we'd be here all night. I'm simply looking for something you'd like and then I'll translate eat to you."

Joey narrowed his eyes, "How would you know it's something I'd like?"

"I make it my business to know." Kaiba answered simply, before Joey could once again retort, the CEO's eyes flickered in recognition and laid the menu out in front of Joey,

"This is a pasta dish served with chicken, bacon and broccoli. It comes with a slice of garlic bread. Does that sound good to you?"

Joey's eyes widened at the mention of bacon (kisa: its bacon! I'd get it myself but I don't have thumbs!" favorite commercial ever.)

"Yeah, sounds good."

The waiter came back and took their orders, dropping off some bread and butter and a crystal water pitcher.

Kaiba poured a glass for himself elegantly, while Joey tried to copy but ended up spilling some on the silverware. He cursed under his breath while the CEO snickered at him. Was it possible for the blond to get any cuter?

The brunet also took happiness in the fact that Joey seemed to be looking forward to his meal. He kept sneaking glances towards the kitchen doors for the waiter to come with their food. Since discovering the truth of his home life, Kaiba was no longer surprised why the blond was such a glutton when in the presence of his friends. He didn't have much chance to gorge himself otherwise. Also, it might have been a ploy to lead them away from he truth that he had gone without food for not only an evening, but for a day or two at a time. Depending what he could afford or not.

But Kaiba was going to fix that. He allowed himself a fond smile as the plate of steaming pasta was set before the blond, and those brown eyes widened in excitement.

Seto thanked the waiter when his lasagna was set in front of him, and delicately plunged his fork into one of the pieces of pasta and cheese. Joey stabbed a piece of chicken and twirled his fork to pick up the noodles. Clearly he hadn't been taught that you also needed to use a spoon to keep the pasta form falling off the fork, because as he lifted it to his mouth, the creamy pasta dribbled onto his chin. Joey sucked it up like a worm though, and it ended up in his mouth with a cute little 'pop.'

Kaiba found his meal increasingly less interesting and opted to watch Joey eat, the creamy Alfredo sauce dripping down his chin and onto his lap thankfully covered by a napkin. Marie had coached her pupil well.

Kaiba chuckled; he couldn't help himself. Grabbing his own napkin, he reached across and wiped the blond's mouth clean before he had a chance to take another bite.

Joey's head twisted in an attempt to escape the napkin, and his hand soon took hold of Kaiba's to stop him, "I'm not a baby Kaiba, I can do that myself."

"Why didn't you then?"

"...I was getting to it!" Joey snapped, knowing it was a lie. He hadn't even noticed the sauce was on his face.

After teaching Joey the proper way to eat pasta, they continued to eat their meals in silence. Kaiba gazing intently across at Joey, while Joey looked up nervously ever so often, only to look back down quickly when their eyes met.

Finally came desert, and Kaiba once again translated the chocolate cake for Joey, and ordered the tiramisu for himself. Kaiba could actually see drool adhering at the corner of the pups mouth when the cake was presented to him.

Suddenly, Kaiba was struck with an idea. He spooned a bite of the tiramisu, and waited for Joey's mouth to be empty.

"Is it any good?"

Joey swallowed his first bite. The chocolate tasted silky against his tongue, but wasn't so sickenly sweet that the cake would become a chore to eat. Each bite was a dream.

"Yeah, real good."

Kaiba's eyes flickered with mischief and he lifted his spoon in offering, "Would you like to try a bite of mine?"

Joey glanced at Kaiba's plate, he had never tried tiramisu, but it looked really good. Real creamy, like a trifle of some sort. And he liked trifle.

He shrugged and reached for the offered spoon, but Kaiba pulled it out of the way,

"Ah ah, silly pups like you would probably forget to return my spoon. I'm going to feed it to you."

Joeys face once again flushed in embarrassment, and he looked away with a huff, "Forget it then!"

Kaiba shook his head, "Mm-mm, remember the bet mutt? You have to do what I say when it comes to things like this. Now open up and say 'ah'."

Joey looked incredibly uncomfortable, his face red, and fervently glancing around to make sure no one was looking. Kaiba smirked, and waved the spoon at him in a way that said 'come on.'

Joey, reluctantly, leaned forward and opened his mouth a tiny bit, closing his eyes because he couldn't take looking at the CEO's smug face right now.

Kaiba gripped the blond's chin between his thumb and forefinger gently, and tilted the chin so his mouth was open just a little more. He could just catch a glimpse of the blond's pink tongue, waiting patiently for the treat. He smirked, and pushed the spoon into Joey's mouth, and pulling it out slowly, sensually.

Joey could feel the sweet and creamy texture of the tiramisu drop onto his tongue. He could smell and taste the rum used to make it, yet it wasn't unpleasant, like when his father would smell of it after drinking too much of it. It smelled sweet, warm.

He let his tongue swim in all the wonderful tastes for a moment, before swallowing, (the cake was so creamy, so it didn't really need chewing.)

He opened his eyes to see Kaiba eyeing him, chin resting in his hand, "Good pup?"

Joey blushed and looked towards the wall, "Suppose..."

All too soon the waiter came for the bill, and Seto felt a twinge of regret as his first date with Joey came to an end. He vowed silently, however as they walked towards the waiting limo, that it would not be the last.

It was quiet all the way until they both had arrived at the front door, ready to walk through and go about their normal lives (er, somewhat normal lives) when Kaiba reached out to stop Joey from pulling the door open.

"What now?" Joey asked, though not as irritably as he once would.

Kaiba smirked, "There's one last part of our date that we haven't fulfilled yet, puppy."

Joey quirked an eyebrow, "And what's that?"

Looking smug and just a little bit excited, Kaiba wrapped an arm around Joey's waist and pulled him closer, "a goodnight kiss."

Alarmed by how much blood was rushing up to his head so far tonight, Joey made a noise of protest and immediately started pushing against Kaiba to get away.

"Whoa whoa whoa! That wasn't in the plan! Haven't ya ever heard the phrase 'not till the second date?"

Kaiba wasn't about to let him get out of this that easily, "In case you forgot mutt, I only have one month to get you to fall for me. There's already so much I want to do and show you, a kiss is hardly a lot to ask for."

Joey was looking uncomfortable and nervous again, "But-I-you!"

"Joey..." Kaiba trailed off, placing a hand to the side of the blond's face to gain his full attention, "Please."

Joey froze... what? Did that really happen? Did the great Seto fucking Kaiba just say 'please'? To him?

Seeing his puppy's struggles cease for the moment, he continued, "Please. Just go with it, just for this month. You can complain as much as you want of course. But for now...just..."

His arm tightened around Joey's waist, bringing him closer and closer as he leaned in. Joey's heart was going a million miles a minute out of panic. What should he do? Punch rich boy in the face, even after such a sincere sounding plea? And he had agreed to both Kaiba and Mokuba now that he would give this a try. But...but...

Before he could contemplate it any more, Kaiba's lips brushed against his, and it felt like electricity shot down his spine. It wasn't exactly a pleasant feeling, but definitely not an unpleasant one.

His eyes closed in a way to cope with the overwhelming onslaught of emotions, when Kaiba finally placed his lips fully over Joey's.

There was no tongue or anything like that, it was innocent, chaste. As a first kiss should be. Kaiba was in heaven. Joeys' lips were as soft as he'd imagined them, and he could taste the faintest remnants of chocolate from his desert earlier that night. He turned his head to the side slightly to deepen the kiss.

Joey's stomach was in knots. His arms hung limply by his sides, and his lips didn't move back against Kaiba's. It was his first kiss! He didn't know what he was doing! Unlike the stories say, his mind was not blown away; in fact, his mind was working harder than it had in years. A million thoughts crossed his mind, yet he didn't remember any of them. The feel of Kaiba's warm body pressed against his lips moving sensually against his own; it wasn't a bad feeling. But his stomach still flipped out of nerves; did that mean he wasn't enjoying it? Or did it mean he did? His head was beginning to hurt, and his fists clenched.

He was afraid, yet he didn't really want to move away.

All too soon, Kaiba had to pull back as he doubted his puppy had thought so far ahead to breathe through his nose while kissing. Joey gasped for air, face red and eyes wide.

"Was that your first kiss pup?"Kaiba asked out of curiosity, softly caressing the side of the blond's face.

Joey looked down, grabbing Kaiba's hand and pulling it away, "So what if it was?"

Kaiba took the boys chin in his hand and tilted it upwards, "I'm honored."

Joey didn't know what to think anymore, the CEO's blue eyes didn't look cold or icy as they usually did right now, they looked sincere, loving. Like they'd be willing to do anything for him.

He wasn't used to that. He didn't know how to respond to that. It frightened him; he didn't know what to do.

Without sparing another word, the blond boy opened the door and ran up the stairs to his room, leaving a somewhat put out Marie, who was waiting to hear all about the date.

As Mokuba came trotting from the video game room to greet him, Seto let his eyes follow Joey as he ran.

"There is no 'will be' no 'should be,' Joey, you are mine. No two ways about it," he murmured to himself, "And I plan to show you that in every way I can..."

/

Joey slammed his bedroom door closed and slid against it, cradling his head in his hands and his knees coming up to meet his chest,

What was happening? Why was his heart beating this fast over one little kiss with Kaiba? This wasn't supposed to happen. He had always been so strong, yet this one man could make him feel so vulnerable. Where he came from, no one could survive with that type of feeling, it was dangerous. His entire life was changing and he wasn't ready. He was scared.

Despite the small part of his mind that had actually enjoyed the kiss, his panic drowned out its voice.

"That's it." He mumbled to himself, fists clenched, "I can't take any more of this, I gotta get outta here..."

Yay! they kissed! But looks like we'll have a chase scene coming up.

Kisa: it also looks like my smut isn't far off either,

Me: run Joey run!

Kisa...(stares incredulously)

Me: (fidgets) what? i love a good chase scene...

Kaiba: please read and review, the sooner Meghan writes, the sooner I catch that naughty puppy.