Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, just playin' round with the characters for a bit

Warning: Cussin'

AN: This is a repost of my first fanfiction Locker 313, it has been re-edited, re-written, & re-vamp. Hope you enjoy. ^_^

" Man Yuug! Dis is it! Our senior year!"

Yugi Moto couldn't help but giggle over his friend's enthusiasm.

" But Joey, it's only the first day." The smaller boy replied as he crouched to open his locker.

" Hey Yugi! Keep that open will ya?" Tristan came running down the hallway, his leather jacket waving about as he did.

" Um...okay?" Yugi smiled up at the uni-spiked brunette, watching as he threw his jacket inside the locker.

" We're sharing bud." Tristan flashed a purple slip with the same number of Yugi's.

" Oh, cool."

" Guess we pretty much are overcrowded!" Joey waved his arms around the air as if to prove his point. Students swam along the river of teenage life otherwise known as the main hallway at Domino High. " I mean we're SENIORS! AND WE have to SHARE ASSIGNED lockers!"

" It's not our fault that the inner city populous fucks like rabbits." Everyone looked to the find an Egyptian draped over the albino currently opening his own locker. Said Egyptian promptly swatted said albino on top his head. " Don't you all look at me." Bakura rubbed the back of his head where Malik targeted, " It's true."

" Oh lord, the gruesome two-some is sharing locks. Yugi, ya better get yourself good healthcare." Mai and Tea came snickering down the other end of the hallway. Through his own fit of giggles Malik responded.

" You are not funny Valentine. Besides," and he gave Bakura a wide grin, " he'd need a cemetery plot." The comment earned a passionate kiss from Bakura and a fearful squeak from Yugi.

" Well, Ima head off before homeroom starts. I got mine all da way in da detention wing." Walking away and saying his goodbyes, Joey heard Bakura mutter " How befitting". His course of action was to give the one finger salute as he continued on his way.

On his trek to his new locker, Joey passed the principal office with sounds of a very familiar but displeased voice. His ears perked up to hear better, and he stood nearer the door.

" Mr. Kaiba, I understand your need for privacy but please try and understand that there is a surplus of freshmen and over populated senior class. We have to instill some order of balance." The school principal was one of the few people in the school, the world as a matter of fact, not intimidated by the great Seto Kaiba.

" I am fully aware but I'm sure you can make an exception?" the young CEO huffed. His voice was strained and tired. Long hours on da computer can do dat eh Moneybags? But dis jus proves ya can't have everythin ya want.

" I'm sorry Mr. Kaiba but there's no changing it. Now I suggest you go to homeroom before you're late."

" Very well" Kaiba managed to grunt. He went straight to the door. As he turned the knob, he could have sworn he heard scrambling footsteps. Which of course was Joey sprinting down to locker 313.

Damn. I feel real bad for da shmuck stuck wit Moneybags. I know I'd die. With that in mind, Joey began fumbling with the lock. It was a bottom locker so he had to crouch down to be level with the lock itself and now hurt his back anymore than it already was. He held back a fit of giggles as a very pissed off Kaiba walked down the hall. Little did he know that Kaiba would stop, directly behind him, in disbelief. That of course was before Kaiba chose to speak. " So there is a Hell on earth…and it carries fleas."

Joey looked up at a smirking Seto Kaiba. Although craning his neck that far back exposed a bruise underneath his collar, the younger boy couldn't stop from staring into Kaiba's eyes. Pools of azure pierced into honey browns and collided comfortably.

" You'll attract flies like that." Although there was a part of Kaiba that found the blonde's blank stare adoring. The filthy mutt is anything... But before Kaiba could finish the thought, Joey had shot up in a burst of anger and recognition of reality. He succeeded in head butting Kaiba's chin, sending the two to the floor.

While Kaiba landed right on his ass, some protective instinct kicked in so that Joey ended up against own body in the most awkward of ways; on his knees, hands at Kaiba's hips, facing said boy's crotch.

Neither could react, both still as corpses. Time stood stagnant, avoid of life save the twos' panting breaths as their bodies involuntary regenerated themselves. But we all know the world must keep spinning and as such, the bell rang.

" Shit Kaiba!" Joey jumped up from his position. Kaiba still lay splayed on the floor, his elbows the only thing elevating his head off the ground. There was a bewildered look in his eyes as he rubbed his chin, having just registered the pain. Damn, he looks kinda…NO! SO NOT HAVING THOSE KINDA THOUGHTS!!!

" Ya made me late ya bastard!" Joey ran off before Kaiba could even try to respond.