A/N: Hey, everyone! Satoshi here! Sorry it took so long to post this...I've been so busy it's not even funny. Well, this is the Setojou fic I've been telling a bunch of my friends about (well, the first chapter, at least). I hope you read and review! Even if you hate it, please let me know, so I do better! I'm stil an ameteur so, be nice, please! Anyway, enough pestering you amazing viewers, so please read and tell me what you think! If enough people review, I'll post chapter two! Thanks, and enjoy!

---

Chapter One: Happy?

“Man, why do I have to room with Kaiba?” Joey looked at the small slip of blue he held in his right hand.

“You’re the one who pulled the blue paper.” Tea responded matter-of-factly, her hands at her hips.

Joey gave a half growl, crossed his arms, and glared from behind his bangs.

“My paper’s green,” came the voice of everyone’s favorite spiky-haired duelist. He held up the small, green strip of paper.

Mokuba reached into the offered hat and removed a grey slip of paper. “Grey.”

Tristan was the deciding vote. He reached in and removed a green slip of paper. “Looks like I’m rooming with Yugi.”

“Yes! Woo-hoo! I get the room all to myself!” Mokuba jumped around the hall.

“Mokuba, knock it off.” The boy’s older brother looked at him and crossed his arms.

“Kill joy…”Mokuba muttered under his breath. He crossed his arms and sulked against the wall.

“Girls’ turn! Boys, put back your papers.” Tea hesitated a moment. “Except Joey and Kaiba. You guys keep your papers.”

After the grey and green slips of paper were replaced, Tea shook the hat slightly and offered it to Mai.

“Grey.”

“I got green,” Alexa replied. “Your card decides it, Serenity.”

“Hmm…” She rummaged through the hat and pulled out a slip of grey paper.

“All right, Alexa, looks like we’re rooming together,” Tea said.

“Works for me!”

“Kay. Now that we have room arrangements, let’s unpack and meet downstairs for dinner.” Yugi looked around. Met with nods and okays, he nodded and turned to walk into his room.

Boys were on one side of the hall, and girls were on the other. They split up and five doors closed simultaneously.

Joey quickly claimed the bed by the window (he enjoyed having a window nearby for some reason or another) and Kaiba seemed to have no objections, setting his briefcase on the bed near the door.

The room was fairly large--two of everything seemingly separated by an invisible line down the center of the room.

Joey dropped his suitcase by his bed and threw his backpack at the desk sitting three feet from the foot of the bed. He stepped out of his shoes and flopped down stomach first on the full-sized bed.

Watching this display, Kaiba shook his head and began typing as soon as he was seated on his own bed.

The blond groaned and turned his head towards the window. The tapping continued, forcing an annoyed Joey to cover his head with the second pillow.

The pillow, thick as it was, wasn’t enough to silence the repetitive tapping. Joey pushed against the bed, forcing himself to his feet.

Kaiba was concentrating solely on his work. He failed to notice his agitated roommate glaring at him.

“Hey, Kaiba!” The brunette shifted his eyes to glance at Joey, slightly irritated at the interruption.

“I’m trying to sleep!”

Still typing, Kaiba looked back at the screen of his laptop. This made Joey angrier.

“Hey! I can’t sleep with you making that tapping noise!”

The Kaiba Corp. president ignored him, still typing.

“Knock it off!” Joey slammed the laptop shut , effectively deleting what Kaiba was working on for the past half an hour. This made the brunette snap.

“WHEELER! Do you have any idea of what you’ve just done?!” He stood up and balled his fists.

Joey flinched at Kaiba’s sudden outburst. Sure he had seen him angry before (having been the instigator in most cases), but not like this.

“That was the most vital part of the program! Now, I have to do it again!”

Joey hesitated for a brief moment, then retorted, “Well, you should learn to save every so often!”

Kaiba reached out and grabbed Joey by the front of his shirt, lifting him three inches from the floor.

“I’ve had it up to here with you, Wheeler!” Joey grabbed Kaiba’s wrists and tried to struggle free. The blonde’s struggling was of no use other than causing Kaiba to tighten his grip.

Joey grunted and began flailing about until he inadvertently shifted all of his weight towards the floor. This action caused both boys to hit the floor, one on top of the other.

“Ah!” Joey yelled not out of pain, but out of shock.

Kaiba grunted and put his hands flat on the floor on either side of Joey’s head. He pushed himself up slightly, shaking his head. When he stopped, Joey’s face was within an inch of his own.

“Uh…” Joey turned bright red as he stared up at Kaiba. The brunette stared back at him, just as red. He, however, remained silent.

Kaiba looked down, his blue eyes locked onto Joey’s brown ones. His mouth was slightly agape, taking in sharp inhales and releasing slow exhales. “Uh…”

“Uh…” Joey gulped and was about to say something when there was a knock at the door.

“Guys! You comin’ to dinner, or what?” Tristan called through the door. The two boys on the floor flinched and looked towards the source of the sound. Tristan knocked again. “Come on!”

They heard Tristan walk back down the hall, then looked back at each other. Kaiba cleared his throat, shook his head, and pushed off the floor to his feet. He stared at the blond boy now at his feet with his shoes on and rubbed the back of his head. He cleared his throat again, looking away with a heavy blush across his cheeks.

Joey stood and rubbed the back of his own head. “Uh…”

“Well, we better go…” Kaiba dropped his arm to his side and headed towards the door.

“There you two are!” Tea walked over to Joey and Kaiba as they entered the dinning hall.

“What took you so long?” Tristan joined his friends in the doorway of the double doors.

“Uh…sorry, guys…my fault…” Joey rubbed the back of his head. “Didn’t really wanna get up…” He laughed nervously.

Kaiba gave Joey a sideways glance. ‘What’s his game?’

“You fell asleep?” Tea put her hands to her hips. “We were only upstairs for forty-five minutes!”

“Heh heh…” Joey gave his trademark grin. “Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s eat!” He ran over to the table piled high with food and Tristan quickly joined him.

Dinner went by uneventfully. There were multiple conversations among the girls about this and that and whatnot. The eldest Kaiba brother was eating in solitude, glancing towards his roommate every so often.

After about ten minutes, Serenity looked over to Kaiba. Noticing that Kaiba looked up at her older brother after every spoonful of soup, she whispered something into Alexa’s ear.

Alexa thought for a moment, then said, “Hey, Seto! Why are you sitting all the way over there? Come on! Join us! There’s an empty seat right there next to Joey!” She gestured across and down the table, three chairs from the one he was currently sitting in.

“…” Kaiba gave his soup a weird look. ‘Why are they telling me to move over with them? They’ve never done that before…,’ he thought to himself.

Joey half choked on his own soup when he saw Kaiba actually getting up to sit in the chair only three inches from his own.

Kaiba sat and spoke not a single word, despite many pleas.

Dinner finished, and the group went back up, said their goodnights, and dispersed into their respective rooms.

Joey sat on his bed to remove his socks and shoes. He stretched and laid back, shutting his eyes. A few moments passed before Kaiba was back at his typing.

Joey groaned in protest, only to be ignored by his roommate.

“What time is it, anyway?” Joey asked with a yawn.

Kaiba glanced down at the small digital clock in the lower right-hand corner of his laptop’s screen. “8:30.”

“Seems later…”

“It’s the time change…you’ll get used to it, eventually…I mean, this tournament lasts two weeks.”

“Yeah…but then I’ll have to get reused to our time!” He smiled to himself.

“It’s not that hard…we’ve only been here a few hours, odds are, you’ll be fine by morning.”

“You’re probably right, I mean, you travel all the time!” Joey hesitated for a moment. ‘Wait…are me and Kaiba…actually having a decent conversation? Is he…actually being nice to me?’

“You’ve done nothing wrong…I have no reason to not be nice to you…” Joey then realized that he had thought out loud.

“Huh? I don’t get it! You’re always mean to me!” Joey sat up and stared at his roommate, who was now shutting down his computer, ready to get some sleep.

Kaiba stopped for a moment, then said, “Not all the time.”

“Well, most of the time…” The blond rolled his eyes.

Joey allowed himself to fall back on the bed. “Hey, Kaiba?”

Changing into his pajamas, Kaiba made an acknowledging noise. “Hmm?”

“About earlier…what…was that, exactly?”

“Earlier when?” He asked, although knowing full well what the blond was referring to.

“Right before Tristan knocked on the door…”

“What of it?” He finished buttoning his bed shirt.

“What…was it?”

“What do you mean? It was just a freak accident. Won’t happen again.” Kaiba looked away.

‘At least, I hope so…I may not be able to control myself like that again…’ He thought to himself.

“Oh…”

Kaiba hesitated for a moment. He finished pulling the sheet back and sat down on the bed.

“What ‘oh’?”

“Huh? Oh…nothing.”

“Something,” he said, pulling the covers up to his waist.

“No, nothing.”

Although unconvinced, Kaiba decided to drop the issue. He was tired and figured that Joey wouldn’t tell him anyway. He shifted into a lying position and pulled the blankets up. He turned over and closed his eyes.

Joey, however decided to continue staring at the ceiling. He sighed deeply and thought to himself, ‘For a moment there…I thought he was gonna kiss me…guess I was wrong…” He sighed again and rolled over.

Kaiba rolled over to face Joey to find him fast asleep. He smiled to himself and climbed out of bed. He walked over to the sleeping blond and smiled again.

He removed Joey’s shoes, pulled back the blankets, picked him up, and laid him back down. He pulled the blankets up and gently stroked the blonde’s hair before returning to his own bed.

“Good night, Joey,” he whispered softly before drifting off to sleep.

---

A/N: Well, hope you guys enjoyed this! If not, tell me what I did wrong, and I'll try to fix it! I have a basic idea for chapter two, so get those reviews in if you want to see it!