This is my first Yu-Gi-Oh! GX fanfic.

It's about Slade and Jagger because there aren't a lot of stories about them.

Hope you like it.

Slade and his brother Jagger exited the Princeton Crop. building. It was 7:30 pm. The two had a long, busy, and exhausting day. They got in their car. Slade was in the drivers seat and Jagger was in the passenger seat.

'Thank god that meeting's done with,' thought Slade. 'Now I can just go home and relax.'

They were on the road for awhile when Jagger spoke up.

"Whoa, Slade, what's that?" asked Jagger.

"What's what?" asked Slade.

"That."

Jagger pointed out in front.

Slade looked at what his brother was pointing at.

"HOLY!"

Slade stopped the car. It was a car crash. Two cars smashed into each other. The police and an ambulance was there.

Jagger got of Slade's car and ran over.

"Jagger, get back here!" ordered Slade.

"Hey!" Jagger tapped a cop's shoulder. "What happened here?"

"Some punk kid was driving drunk and smashed his car with the other guy's car," said the cop. "The drunk driver was killed and the other guy in just holding on. His twelve year old daughter was lucky she didn't get hurt."

Jagger looked over to see a blond man, cut up and bleeding like hell, being put on a stretcher. An oxygen mask was put on his mouth. A girl who looked like the man was close by and crying.

"Jagger!" yelled Slade. "What in blazes is wrong with you? When I tell you to come back you come back!"

"He's hurt," said Jagger.

Slade saw the guy and recognized him.

"That's Joey Wheeler. I met him at a diner once. He's the one who told me about Duel Academy."

The paramedics brought Joey to the ambulance car. The Princeton brothers were near it. Before they put Joey in he grabbed Slade's hand. Slade gasped.

"P-please! T-t-take care of m-m-my girl! T-take care of h-her!"

Joey let go and passed out.

". . . Will he be okay?" Slade asked.

"He'll be fine," said a paramedic. "He just needs a blood transfusion, his cuts to be cleaned and healed, and lots of rest. He's be in the hospital for about four to six months."

"What about his kid?" asked Jagger.

"Jodie? Well, everyone knows Joey. He's a kind hearted person and he knows who to trust and who not to. So if he wants you two to look after Jodie then that's fine."

"What?" said Slade. "We can't take care of the kid. We already have one, our little brother. We can't have another to look after."

"Then the police will locate some close family or friends to look after her."

And with that the ambulance drove off.

"Slade, Chazz is at school. We can look after her," said Jagger.

"I don't want some kid running around in my house."

"Your house? Slade-"

"No, Jagger, we are not going to look after the brat for forty-six months!"

"No, he said four to six months."

"Who care? That's still to long!"

"Aw, come on."

Jagger made the puppy dog eyes.

"No way, Jag-ray, that will not work on me."

"Excuse me."

The brothers looked to see Jodie. She had a last puppy look on her face.

"Are you two the ones who are supposed to look after me while my dad is in the hospital?" asked Jodie.

Slade looked at her. 'Oh god what can I say to that face.'

Slade sighed. He could say no to Jagger and Chazz because he was used to their puppy faces, but he couldn't say no to hers.

"Yes. We are."

Well? What do you think? Please review.