Author's Notes: This is a Mai/Joey fic! Just wanted to explore how Mai and Joey would fall in love under different circumstances. Yay a new one from me.. I know I should probably work on the next chapter to The Cause, but this idea has been brewing in my head for quite sometime. I don't plan on making this very long anyway! It's an adult fic, and is Rated R. For everyone that likes grown-ass men with grown-ass women. This is basically what I would have rather had happen. This fic deals with manipulation, death, hate, sex, pain, lust, greed, and all the other vices men and women seem to have. Mix-ups, hang-ups, and confusion reign supreme in this naughty tale. Old friends and new ones arrive to stir up trouble.

Disclaimer: Yugioh belongs to other people!

An Exile's Stone Heart

Chapter One: One shot through to your heart without breaking your skin!

To begin with, it was just sex. Plain and simple. Sex was the only connection they shared, and they wouldn't even have shared that, had the sex not been mind boggling. So here he lay in tormented slumber, trying to prevent himself from waking his sleeping lover. He hated to call her even that. There was no love at all in what they did. It was merely an animalistic urge for the comforts of another human being of the opposite sex. He hated her with every fiber of his being.

Yet, hadn't he called out her name as if he were in pain. What they had begun doing on a nightly basis wasn't painful at all. It was magnificent. No, he willed to himself. She was a shrew, a whining obnoxious bitch who just happened to give good head. Yea, that was all she was. He watched as her chest fell and rose, and he remembered that he had been licking on her all night. A blush erupted over his face as he recalled the things they had said to one another. He could leave this arrangement anytime he desired. They both could.

Even in the dark, he could feel the damp sheets that had been laden with their sweat. The blanket she slept in had been tousled, barely covering the regions of her body that needed the most attention. No, he realized. He wasn't going anywhere. He couldn't part with the sex. That was all it was: sex. As Always it was nothing more nothing less.

When they had begun their liaison, both had agreed this was a temporary solution to a problem they both had. They were no one really special, no significant other that they were attached to. So, until they both could find suitable partners, they had agreed to simply just have each other's physical comfort. She murmured in her sleep, turning slightly. Her legs were sprawled, offering easy access to her nether regions.

It was early morning, right when the sky was transforming from dark indigo, to a lighter shade. He lived on the coast of Japan, as far away from Domino City as possible. Her blond hair was a halo, and he thought she looked quite beautiful then. Of course, he'd never tell her to her face. She was a devil of a woman in her waking hours. She was a regular hell cat. A cruel bitch, an annoying wench she was. Yet, the way in which her hair fell this morning.. He shook his head. She had slept long enough, and it was time to get up.

He pondered briefly of a way to wake her. He wanted to be creative because she sure had found creative ways in the past. He looked at her naked body, clutching the pillow to her chest, and replaced the pillow with himself. He cradled her arms in a  romantic manner, but he didn't want romance, and neither did she. It was all a game to them both.

Last night, she had worked her way down his body, making sure to tease all his most sensitive areas. He smirked. Since she had been so kind as to do that for him, he would return the favor. He sank down further the bed. He knew how women liked oral sex, so he might as well return the favor. He'd work his way up.

That did it. His bed mate awoke immediately. She saw him, snarled and slapped him across the face. So began another morning in the life of Joey Wheeler. She growled, angered from being awakened prematurely from sleep. She dug her nails into his back, hoping to withdraw blood. As usual, he was too strong for her, and easily flipped her under him. He attacked her lips viciously, smirking when her shouts of protest became groans of pleasure.

In the waking moments of the day, they reached the pinnacles of pleasure. When the night's darkness became the morning's glories, they attacked each other's bodies once more. After a few minutes of groping, fondling and deep, ragged breathing, they relaxed, and the woman rolled over him. She was the one smirking now, her eyes shone with a bright mischief that he hadn't seen in quite some time. Something was up, and he wanted to know what it was.

"What have you got up your sleeve?" He asked, reaching for his pants, and gingerly slipping into the dark brown slippers he had been given as a gift from her.

"Like I'd tell you anything. You really should know better, Joey."

He smirked, leaning forward so that their noses touched, and eyes level.

"I'll find out anyway, Princess."

He said with a sneer. He pulled her closer to him and kissed her roughly, enjoying the taste of her lips. She really should switch back to the fruity lip gloss she once adorned.

"You will not. Besides, I had no idea you cared so much."

She called out to him while he went to the bathroom.

"I don't care."

She picked up the close that had been carelessly scattered everywhere, placing them on his cheery oak bureau. She reached down picked up her own lavender silk robe, and headed for the bathroom as well.

"Hey! Go use the bathroom downstairs!"

He said half irritated/half playfully. She swatted his hand away, but he merely pulled her closer.

"Stop it. You'll be late for work."

She said, brushing her teeth. She stepped into the shower, completing forgetting that he was there. He stepped into the shower temporarily forgetting that he would indeed be late. She backed away, a stern frown on her face. She placed her hands on her hips, and looked expectantly at him.

"Haven't you had enough?! If you don't mind, I'd like a shower."

 She said through gritted teeth. He stopped his closing in on her, and scratched his head.

"Actually I do mind, Mai. Don't use all the hot water, or next time you're footing the bill."

He said, grateful only his socks got wet. She had only warmed the water up, but hadn't turned on the shower head. He walked back into the bedroom and was quickly changed.

"Oh, and Mai?"

He said turning back to face her, his briefcase in his hand.

"Be out of the brownstone before I get back."

"Goodbye to you to sweetheart."

She said with as much venom that she could muster.

Footnotes: Thus begins to the escapades of Mai and Joey. Just so everyone is clear, this will have sex, lust, death, and all the good stuff, so it's rated R. That's my good deed for the day! Lemme know what you thought with a review okay? Mail me at [email protected]