I'm really sorry everyone that it's taken me so long to finish this chapter. I've gotten writer's block and, since someone of greater power decided that wasn't enough, I'm having an horrible time trying to rid my computer of malware. Please forgive me!

Anyway, onto the last chapter!

A few minutes later and Seto and Joey sat across from each other at a table in one of the booths, each with over a dozen different types of drinks each. Most of them were ones 'suggested' by other customers and placed there without their agreement, not that either Seto or Joey cared.

"We each down a glass every three minutes. The one who drinks the most wins. Got it?" Asked Joey.

Seto nodded.

And so the game started. At first they both downed their drinks in silence, Seto ignoring Joey with an indifferent look on his face and Joey glaring at Seto. At about their sixth drink, they turned to insulting each other, somehow keeping sober enough to not start another fight as they had their seventh, eighth, ninth drink. At ten, the contest was pretty much forgotten. Seto slump against the seat, slowly drinking his eleventh drink. Joey was leaned against him, laughing and thursting his drink up in the air as he excitedly cheered for his vaction. All of their spectators had gone off, leaving the two by themselves in the booth.

"Mmm...damn it." Mumbled Seto, eyeing his emptying glass. "It's empty."

"So? Grab another!" Said Joey, drinking some of his own drink and laughing a bit.

"Good idea." Said Seto. He reached for Joey's. "Gimme yours."

"What?" Said Joey, holding his glass out of Seto's reach. "No way. Get ya self your own."

"Don't wanna. Yours looks good."

Seto tried grabbing the glass again, and Joey attempted to keep it away. They kepted up their game of keep away for a minute before Joey grow tired of it. Deciding to end it, he quickly brought the glass up to his mouth and swallowed it all before the brunette could stop him. Seto didn't look happy about what he did.

"What the hell? I wanted that!" Said Seto.

Joey smirked, licking his lips in triumph at Seto. "Too bad. You won't get any now."

Seto glared at the blonde, but then started smirking himself as he though of an idea. "Wanna bet?" He asked. Suddenly he grabbed Joey's hand, pinning it against the seat beside the blonde's head. With his other, he grabbed Joey's chin, forcing him still before kissing him. Joey froze in shock, dropping the empty glass his pinned hand held. At first, it was just a kiss, but then Seto decided he like the taste of it and wanted more. He worked his tongue into Joey's mouth and surprisingly, Joey let him in without much resistance. Seto got only a moment of exploration before they had to pull apart.

Seto almost laughed when he had pulled back enough to see the look of shock on Joey's face. "I was wrong; that was way better then the drink."

Joey seemed to come out of his state of shock. "What the—" He didn't get the chance to say anything more because Seto, who may have pulled away but hadn't let go of the his hand, started pulling him out of the booth. He throw a couple of bills at a waitress as they left.

Seto lead him towards the pinto in the parking lot and gently pushed him into the passenger seat before getting into the driver's seat. Joey finally broke out of his daze. "Hey wait. Where are we going?"

"I just wanna stop somewhere before going back."

"You mean back to the bar?" Asked Joey.

"No. Back to my hotel."

Joey shook his head and leaned back in the car seat. "I must more drunk then I thought. This can't be real."

Seto internally smiled. He knew they were both drunk, Joey more so then himself, and they were probably would regret it in the morning but he didn't care about that right now. Although maybe he should stop and get some liquor before going to that drive thorough wedding chapel he saw when he had first arrived. "If I told him now, he'd probably freak out. I'll just keep it a secret for now and tell him in the morning." Thought Seto.

(End of the night before)

"Really, Joey. I can't believe you ended up in the most expensive part of Las Vegas." said Yugi as they headed back for their motel in their rented van. It was evening now; the sun quickly setting in the distance. He had gotten ahold of Yugi around 10 this morning, but it had taken them hours to locate the hotel. Yugi hugged him when they finally got there, happy to see him alright. They had been terrified when they had woken up in the morning and hadn't been able to find Joey, thinking of every possible horrible thing that could have happened. "Who did you leave with anyway?"

Joey slumped back into the seat and shook his head. "Like hell I know, but it musta have been someone with alot of money for us ta end up there." He really couldn't remember what had happened last night. He remembered going to the bar with Yami and Yugi, but everything after that just blank.

didn't like leaving without helping pay, but there was no way in hell he would ever be able to afford the room, let alone the champagne. Hopefully his mystery partner would be able to pay the bill by himself.

As the van stopped for a red light, Joey's cell phone began vibrating. He didn't recongize the number and almost pressed 'end' before he decided he should probably answer it. It might be Serenity. She didn't have a cell phone at the moment, so she had been using other's to call him.

"Joey?"

"That's me." answered the blonde, watching the light change to green and traffic begin to move. "Whose this?"

"I'm the man who paid for the hotel room." the caller answered, "Now tell me where you are."

"What's wrong, Joey?" asked Yugi, noticing Joey's face had lost some color. Yami looked back at them for a second in the mirror.

The blonde ignored them. "And why should I? Look, if ya want me to help pay the bill, just send me your address and I'll mail you some money."

The caller laughed. "I don't care about the bill. The room didn't cost anymore then pocket change anyway."

"Oh, so it really was some rich-ass moneybags I hooked up with." he thought. He hated how rich people acted like they owned the world just because they had more money then they knew what to do with. He must have been really drunk last night to snuggle up to a rich guy. Joey seriously considered hanging up right then, just to annoy Mr. Moneybags on the other end. But first, he was going to give him a piece of his mind.

"Really?" said Joey, "I'm glad to hear that. But you know, I really hate arrogant bastards with too much time on their hands. And honestly, I don't your type likes me all that much either. So why don't we just pretend to have never met?"

"We can't do that."

The man on the end was starting to sound annoyed, making Joey smirk a little bit. "And why not?" he asked.

"Check your right hand."

"Huh?"

Joey held up his hand. A glittery silver ring wound around his ring finger, with tiny diamond stones enbedded on the band. Sitting at the top of the band of tiny diamonds was a large crimson colored jewel. The blonde gasped and the man on the other end of the phone laughed.

"Would you like me to send you the photos of last night too?"

Joey yelped, startling Yami and Yugi, and frantically tried to press the 'End' buttom on his cell phone. He lost ahold of it as Yami brought the car to a sudden stop, causing the car behind them to almost rear end them and honk their horn angerily.

"Joey, what's wrong?" asked Yugi, watching as the blonde began searching the floor of the van in panic.

Joey's face started losing color. "The phone!" said Joey, "The guy—He's was just on the phone!"

"What?" said Yami. Yugi took off his own seatbelt and starting helping Joey search for his phone. They finally found it(it had gotten stuck under the empty passenger seat up front), but the call was already over, flashing the message 'Call Ended' on the screen. The three boys stared at it for a second, none of them saying anything. After about a minute, Joey callopsed on the seat and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hahaha...I guess the drop caused the phone to hang up."

Yugi grabbed his phone, looking at the number displayed on the screen. "Do you think he'll call back?" he asked.

"Ugh, I hope not." said Joey. He didn't know who it was on the other end, but he rather not meet the guy ever again. Not only did he leave the bar with a snooty rich guy and slepted with him, but they also got married? He would never able to live it down. Joey saw Yugi and Yami watching him out of the cornor of his eye. Sitting up, he tried to laugh off the situation. His friends looked a little concerned but said nothing. Yami got back up in the front and Yugi started buckling himself back in. Positive they wouldn't see, Joey took off the ring and slipped it into his pocket. Sure enough, neither seemed aware what Joey had just done.

An hour later, they were back at the motel. Joey flopped down onto the bed, breathing out a sigh of relief and started cuddling a pillow.

"Happy, are you?" asked Yami. Yugi had just stepped into the shower, leaving Yami and Joey alone in the room.

"Very." replied Joey. "Now, where's my travel bag? I want ta change." He throw his pants and coat over the end of the bed, and changed into a pair of dark blue boxers. He didn't brother to change his shirt, since it wasn't dirty anyway. When Yugi exited the bathroom ten minutes later, there was a knock at their door. Yami went to answer it as Yugi sat down on the other bed, sitting directly across from Joey.

"Your turn." Said Yugi, rubbing a towel through his hair to dry it.

"Thanks, but I don't really feel like it right now."

"Is something wrong?" asked Yugi.

The blonde thought about answering truthfully, but decided against it. How could he tell his friend that he had gotten married to a man he didn't know? No matter how drunk he may have been, getting hitched wasn't acceptabled. And way too damn embarrassing.

Joey started to answer get never got the chance to finish. A man with short brown hair and blue eyes walked in, his white caot fluttering behind him. He walked past Yami without even looking at him, acting almost like he owned the place.

He stopped directly in front of blonde, looking him up and down.

"Joey." he said.

The blonde yelped, quickly scooting backwards on the bed, almost falling off backwards when he reached the edge. "You!" he said. "You're the guy from the phone call!"

The brunnet smirked. "I am." Seto looked down at Joey, smiling until he saw Joey's hand. He grabbed Joey's hand, pulling him up and stared at it. "Why aren't you wearing your wedding ring?"

"Wedding Ring!?" Said Yugi, eyes going wide.

"Joey, don't tell me you got married!?" Asked Yami shocked. He couldn't believe it! There's was no way Joey would get married! No matter how drunk he got...then again, Yami could see it happening.

Joey smiled sheepishly at two from behind Seto. "Yeah...kind of."

"Don't you remember anything that happened last night?" Asked Seto, stilling holding onto Joey's hand.

Joey scratched the back of his head, looking off to the side of the room and feeling a bit embarrassed. "Not really. I remember going to the bar with Yugi and Yami but after that, it's all petty much a one big blur."

"Then let me tell you what happened." Said Seto, a devilish smirk spreading across his face. "You challenged me to a drinking contest, we got drunk and left the bar. We rode around drinking till two in the morning, and at two thirty-four, we got married at 'Drive up and Get Wedded!'. Then after that, we went back to my hotel room and I screwed you till four o'clock."

Joey's face went red in embarrassment as his expression turned to shock.

"What the hell? Don't say it out loud!" Said Joey.

"I have to be quiet when you were screaming 'More!' and 'Go harder!' last night."

"Don't say it out loud!" Joey covered his ears while Seto continued on, going into more detail of their late-night activities. Yugi and Yami, pretty much forgotten by the other couple, wasn't sure what to say or do.

"Should we try to help?" Asked Yugi. Yami looked at the two. Seto was now trying to pull Joey's hands away from his head while he ranted on.

"Mmm...No. I actually think they're a good match."

"Yami! They hardly know each other! And they're married!" Said Yugi.

"Sometimes you know someones your prefect match without really knowing them at all. We should know." Yami smiled at Yugi. "Besides, the marriage isn't a problem."

"How is the marriage not a problem?" Yami bent down and whispered into Yugi's ear. "Oohh. I forgot that."

"Disappointing, isn't it?"

Yugi blushed and smiled before the commotion Seto and Joey were still causing brought his mind back to the situation at hand. "We still need to do something about them."

"I'm pretty sure there isn't anything we can do. Joey doesn't even remember what happened, after all."

"There is something they can do." Said Yugi. He started walking towards the two and when he was next to them, he spoke. "Excuse me."

Seto turned to look at Yugi, appearing annoyed with his interrupting but didn't say anything as Joey gave him a warning look.

"Since Joey doesn't remember anything, why not go on another date? Only without the alcohol this time."

"It wasn't a date the first time!" Stated Joey, shocked at his friend's suggestion. But Seto actually seemed to be thinking it over, keeping silent for a few moments.

"That will do." He said. Then he pointed toward's Joey's duffle bag. "Is that one his?" He asked. Yugi nodded and Seto grabbed the bag, grabbed Joey's hand and pulled him out of the room.

"Hey! Let me go." But Joey was ignored. He was pulled out of the motel and pushed into the a new limo, his bag tossed to the floor as Seto climed in too. "Hey! My stuff is in there."

"I'll replace anything that's broken." Seto turned to the driver. "Take us to the airport."

Joey, already confused about the turn of events, suddenly realized he didn't know where they were going. "The airport?

Seto nodded, grabbing two glasses and a bottle of wine from a nearby bucket. "We're going to San Francisco."

"What? Why?"

"Gay marriage isn't recognized in Las Vegas even though you can find chapels and other places that will hold the ceremony."

"We're not actually married!?"

"No. And since you forgot, we'll be reliving last night." Said Seto, grabbing Joey's hand and slipping a new ring on. "Well, hotel part of it anyway." Seto smiled, sipping from his glass of wine. Joey, not sure what to do, just sat there; stareing at Seto, who leaned over and kissed him. "And this, I'm going to make sure you won't forget any of it."

The kiss left Joey feeling hot, and really happy. Suddenly he realized there was more thing he needed to know.

"By the way...what's my last name?

Seto smiled at him again, feeling a wave happiness wash over himself too.

End!