Seto woke up to yet another morning. The rays of sunlight had sunk into the room penetrating those blue eyes. But, something seemed off. Something wasn't right.

The brunette reached for his phone on the bedside table, planning to cancel his early meeting. Not to mention, check his messages. He figured his phone was blown up by now.

Then, something shifted next to him. No, that was an understatement. Something was snuggled into his right arm. Noticing his arm was wrapped around said something, and their arms around his torso. A steady head was placed on his chest.

Why am I noticing this now? Seto thought to himself. Regardless if Mokuba was 14 the kid still had some bizzare, vivid nightmares. Perhaps, maybe it was his little brother. Then again, Mokuba never really snuggled before, usually he'd lay there back turned. Not a common accurance at all. He turned to see the body next to him.

It wasn't Mokuba, it was Joey.

Joey? Why the fuck is Joey still here? The brunette hadn't the slightest clue. Didn't he pay the blonde already? Why was he holding his slut?

A lot of thoughts raced through his head trying to solve the mystery. First, to go over last nights events.

Joey came over. He knew exactly why he was called. As he found the room Seto was in, they went straight to business. Kissing and caressing of which lead to steamy events that would last the rest of the night. Joey fell asleep an-- Oh!

Seto held him. Remembering how warm his skin was, and how light the blonde's breathing became. He was beautiful, so content and peaceful as he slept. Seto held him close, soaking in the wonderous feeling.

What is wrong with me?! He thought.

He called Bakura, he didn't care how early it was, he had to tell someone. His fingers glided to the contact of his friend of many years. He called.

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"For fuck's sake!" Bakura groaned as the phone rang. It only kept rining, how many rings did the stupid thing have? He stood up sleepishly, in search to find his phone. Walking clumsily, and falling over a couple times, he found it in the pants he wore yesterday.

He answered, "Listen mate! Its way too fuckin' early to wake shit up!" He sounded angry. Seto laughed hard, but only for a moment. He had forgotten that Bakura despised rising early. No wonder he always missed first period.

"Something's wrong with me, and I'm glad you finally admit you're shit. " Seto snickered at the last line.

"Yeah? Well something's wrong with me too! I woke up this damn early to listen to a bloody tosser!" Bakura paused, "Wait, what's wrong with you?"

A loud voice came through from the hallway, "Shut the fuck up Bakura! I'm sleeping!" It was Malik, the 'evil' twin of the Ishtar brothers. Malik was kicked out, so Bakura offered him to stay.

The silverette rolled his eyes, ignoring the egyptian on the couch.

All yelled out? Seto thought, "I cuddled Joey last night." He heard someome else in the background.

"Yugi's mate?" Bakura questioned.

"Yeah, but that's beside the point, he's a whore." Seto huffed

"Aww, did he cheat on you?" he joked, in a mocking tone. "I knew he slept around, but, a whore?"

"A prostitute, a fucking prostitute, I cuddled a fucking prostitute, Bakura!" His friend obviously didn't take the situation seriously.

"So?" the silverette asked, then continued, "Maybe you fancy him for more than just his job, or you need to control that cuddly arm of yours."

"That's ridiculous!" Seto said, with a slightly raised voice.

"Well no one knows he's a slut but you. You should ask him out, who knows maybe you'll get lucky." the silverette chuckled at his last statement.

"Your insane!"

"Look, you don't have to confess your feelings to me. Date him, don't date him, I don't care. But, if you feel more than just sex for him, maybe you should reconsider."

"But," Seto paused. "He's a prostitute, he's fucking other people. Dating him could be fatal."

"Excuses, excuses. You'd be dating him, not his clients. You're already fucking him, anyways. If you had such an issue with it, get him out of it rich boy. " Bakura stated.

Maybe Seto was making up excuses, but he'd also wouldn't confess to any of it. Bakura had a point, if he didn't like it, he could change that. But, then would Joey expect money? Everything was worth a shot.

"I'll think about it." The brunette finally said.

"Good, its about time you started something." Bakura continued, "Well, I don't think I could sleep now, but I'll try. See you." Click.

Seto put his phone down on the bedside table gently. He was suprised to see Joey still sleeping, his body shifted once more, placing his head against Seto's shoulder. The blonde was still so beautiful, his skin glistening in the sun's embrace. He pulled Joey closer, feeling his body press into his own, warmth seeping into his skin.

Seto leaned into Joey's ear and whispered, "Would you go out with me?" He pulled away slightly, to focus his eyes on the blonde's facial features. He looked so fragile, so innocent.

Joey lifted his head, eyes still closed. He leaned into Seto's face planting a delicate kiss against his lips. It was a slow, sensual kiss, their tounges moving languidly. Seto held Joey's head to push them closer. Noticing that his loins were burning, he wanted Joey.

He pulled the blonde on top of him, not breaking the kiss. Seto pushed him lightly, though, the blonde didn't move as much as he intended.

Joey broke the kiss, locking his eyes with ocean blue. he smiled, "Yes."