DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN YU GI OH OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS!

"Hey Tristan," Joey called out from outside his friend's house. Tristan stuck his head out from his bedroom's window. "Can I borrow your motorcycle?"

"What for?" Tristan asked, raising and eyebrow.

"I need to pick up my sister from school." Tristan reconsidered for a moment.

"Okay, but don't break my vehicle okay?" Tristan tossed his motorcycle keys and Joey caught in his hands.

"Thanks man, you're the best."

"Yeah, yeah. If I see any scratches, I swear!"

"Yeah, got it!"

Joey went to his friend's garage, brought it outside and sat on the vehicle. He wore the helmet that was sitting on the side and started the engine.

"Later." He yelled at his friend, and waved goodbye and zoomed into the streets.

It was 4 in the afternoon and Seto Kaiba was tired. He was in his limousine and he just got off of work. All he wanted to do right now was get home, eat a light dinner and get to sleep. He had to deal with some damage control all day today because his good for nothing employees were so incompetent that they always needed supervision. Seriously, it's probably better to not have workers at all if you always end up doing the work for them. That way he doesn't have to pay for any of them. What's worse was that one of his body guards just quit on him. Something about rather working on a strip bar than listen Seto's annoying remarks which was fine to him. Who needs people like him that can't even take a bit of criticism? Certainly not him!

"Can't we go a bit faster?" Seto asked his chauffeur with a hint of impatience. "I want to be home by the time I'm thirty you know..."

"Sorry Mr. Kaiba," the chauffeur replied back. "I'm going to take a short cut now."

"Then take the short cut." Seto said exasperatedly. If there was a short cut all along why didn't his driver take it ages ago? It's like hiring a bunch of idiots. Seto sighed to himself. Help these days. They are so hard to find.

Joey pressed the horn of Tristan's motorcycle as the car in front of him would not move even though the stop light has turned green for at least 30 seconds now.

"C'mon you bastard," Joey yelled to the car in front of him. He could see through the back window that the guy was too busy talking to someone in his cell phone. "Hang up your fucking damn phone and get a move on already!"

The guy did not move at all and the people behind Joey were beginning to beep as well. An old man behind Joey started to open his window.

"Hey blondie, what is going on in there just get a move on already!"

"I would if the person in front of me would just go already!"

"There's no one in front of you, it's just you causing the traffic"

Joey looked in front of him to see that the car that was there a second ago was already gone. "My bad." Joey said to the man behind him trying not to make eye contact at all. He hit the pedal and zoomed in the road. He didn't care if he was going way too fast. He already lost enough time as it was. Serenity's probably getting pissed at him already. Joey was so lost on his thoughts that he didn't notice he took a left turn on an alley that had a no left turn sign. When he was snapped back into his thoughts he saw a black limousine in front going on the opposite direction that he was going.

"Oh crap," Joey cursed as he tried to hit on the brakes. The limo in front of him tried to move on reverse to prevent any collision but Joey was just moving too fast. The brakes wasn't stopping the motorcycle fast enough and out of panic, the blonde ducked out of the motorcycle and rolled on the ground to prevent further injury on himself. The motorcycle kept moving until it finally hit the left headlight of the fancy vehicle in front of it and it flew upwards and landed on the roof of the limo. The car stopped there for a moment and Joey had to hold his breath the whole time.

Oh crap, oh crap. Joey thought to himself, his whole thoughts full of panic. What's happening inside? No one's moving. Have I killed anyone?

The side doors finally opened and he was glad for a second that he didn't kill anyone but afterwards reality struck back to him since he figured that he's probably in some sort of trouble now. The man that was driving went to open the back door of the car as a familiar face came out of it.

"Are you alright Mr. Kaiba?" The man asked, full of concern in his voice.

Seto Kaiba came out of the vehicle wearing a white business suit, a blue dress shirt and a tie. He didn't bother to answer the inquiry of his employee.

"What's going on here?" Kaiba asked arrogantly. He saw the dents on his precious limousine. He came to face the chauffeur. "What have you done? Did you hit something? Prepare to pack your things cuz you are so fired!"

"It wasn't me, sir," the driver tried to defend himself. "Some punk ran us over with a motorcycle."

Seeing the broken motorcycle that was on the side, the brunette seemed to be buying the excuse that his chauffeur was telling him. Afterwards his stare drifted to the blonde that was still lying on the ground staring at him with shock. He immediately recognized that face and that hideous attire; green jacket and the white shirt underneath matched with faded jeans. It was that good for nothing friend of Yugi's. Seto approached Joey Wheeler as he glared at the blonde below him.

"You are always up to no good aren't you, you little mutt!" Seto spat out to the blonde. "Do you have any clue how much this limo costs?"

"I'll pay it up!" Joey spat back. He didn't know how he was supposed to pay the thing back because he knows for a fact that it would be costing him a lot. If something is from Seto Kaiba's, it's a guarantee that it's expensive. But he didn't want to just sit there and take Seto's bullshit without a fight.

"Right...not even your life can pay this up." Seto pointed at the very nasty bump on the front of the limousine. It was bent up so badly. "This limousine cost me $500 000."

$500 000! God, Joey won't be able to make that much money even if he worked for like 10 years non-stop. The amount of money was just upsetting his stomach right now.

"Pay me up by this week you mutt!" Seto's eyes just literally became like slits and it glared daggers at the blonde before him. "If you don't then I'll make sure to take all your possessions and make sure that you won't have a life."

Seto turned back to his chauffeur. "Call someone to come pick the limo up and I'll need another ride back home" Afterwards he turned to face back Wheeler. "And don't even try to run away from me because I can just hunt you down."

A few minutes later another car came and stopped in front of them. Another chauffeur came out and opened the door for the CEO.

"Remember," Seto said as he lowered the car's window. "$500 000 and I want it in cash. I am not a big fan of IOUs so make it happen or else!"

With that the brunette rolled the window back up and the car engine hummed and left into the road. Joey just sat there for a while, his legs onto his chest and he laid his head on his knees for a while pondering about his situation. He lifted his head a bit and saw the damaged motorcycle.

Oh yeah, I also broke Tristan's motorcycle. His mood fell even more. I'd have to face him too... But right now, that was the least of his worries. At least his best friend would be more understanding than Seto. Right now he has to find a way to raise 500 grand by the end of the week or he was screwed. He really didn't know what to do.

TO BE CONTINUED.

Author's note: Yeah, I thought I'd try to write another fanfiction and experiment on the Seto/Jounouchi couple. I'm kinda new to this so be gentle on me okay? I hope I did a good job and please comment!