KD: Hello peoples! I am finally putting this account to good use. So my roomie and I started rewatching Yugioh the first series and we both adore the Seto and Joey pairing (hooray for puppyshipping) so we decided to write a story. We do our best to maintain the characters', well... character. Seriously we spend HOURS. But we still make it fun. Also with every chapter we decided to incorporate a song or two that we felt matched the chapter. We accept constructive criticism. We both have written fanfiction and we understand the joys and pains of writing.

Hmm, I think that's about it. So without further ado, we give you... babadada!

THE TRUTH ENSLAVED

Disclaimer: Oh yeah, we don't own Yugioh or its characters, all the rights go to its creator, Kazuki Takahashi. But no rights go to 4 kids... the bastards.

Chapter One: This Love is Gonna Burn

Songs for the chapter:

Allister - Waiting for you

David Coverdale - Waiting on you

Joey Wheeler pulled out his cell phone and flipped it open when he felt no one else was looking. Everyone in the classroom was paying attention to the teacher as she droned on about something that Joey didn't have a clue about. As the screen lit up, the dreaded words "no new messages" popped up and he felt a sudden desire to face plant on his own desk. It had been nearly two weeks. No word, no voice mail, nothing. If it hadn't been for the TV broadcast, he would have believed his elusive contact to be dead.

He glanced over his right shoulder to the middle seat in the back row. For a split second he thought he saw those piercing blue eyes that kept drawing him back in. However, those blue eyes soon turned into a confused green. Joey finally realized that the stranger in the desk had noticed him staring. He spazzed out for a brief moment, then quickly returning to his work. After a short sigh, he checked his cell phone again with no new messages in sight.

"Mr. Wheeler, could you please give your interpretation of the passage?"

"Eh… passage to where?" Joey asked as he was startled to attention by the teacher's question.

The majority of the class started laughing while the teacher looked stern. "Since you seem to have problems focusing in class, you can use your free time to write a paper interpreting last night's reading assignment," said the teacher.

Joey groaned. Great, not only was he being neglected, but now he had extra homework on the side, in literature no less. He could just imagine all the insults he would receive now; about how pathetic he was and how he needed to apply himself more.

"Hey, Joey. Earth to Joey," a voice whispered behind him. He snapped out of the insult wheel to realize that Yugi was trying to gain his attention. "Joey, you in there?" he heard again.

"Hey, sorry, Yug. Ya, I'm alright. No worries here," he said pointing at himself with a cheesy smile.

Yugi looked a little taken aback but he smiled and went back to his work. Joey's smile disappeared as he moved his head to stare out the window. When class was over and the teacher left, his friends clustered around his desk.

"Tough break there, Joey," Ryou commented.

"It serves him right for spacing out during class," Tea stated in an admonishing voice.

"Yeah man, what were you doing? I saw you looking at your phone at least five times," Tristan said sounding slightly concerned.

"I didn't even know Joey had a phone," said Tea suddenly.

"I hear they're awfully expensive," Ryou commented.

"Yeah, Joey. Where'd you get it?" Yugi asked curiously.

"I got it as a gift," Joey covered quickly. "From another friend. Yeah, that's it."

"What I wanna know is… why is it pink?" Tristan asked.

Joey flushed. The cell phone in question was indeed, a pink. Not a hot pink or a rosy pink… no… more of a bubblegum pink. "It was all they had," Joey mumbled.

"Joey, are you sure you're okay?" Tea asked seeing how weird he was acting.

"Ya, I'm fine," Joey stumbled. "I just got to take Serenity shopping. Ya! Shopping! I'll see you guys later!" He waved as he dashed out the door to confused faces.

"I thought Joey hated shopping," Tristan questioned out loud.

"Oh, you know how Joey is," Yugi said with his innocent smile. "I'm sure he's just fine."

"If you say so, Yugi. But still, I've never seen Joey act this weird before," Tristan commented thoughtfully.

"Well guys, let's go then," Yugi said, still all smiles.

"See you later, Ryou," they all waved goodbye in the doorway.

"I do wonder what's wrong with Joey," Ryou wondered as he headed home by himself. "He seems a lot more spacey than usual."

"He's in love you dolt," Bakura said inside his mind.

"Really? You think so?" Ryou thought back.

"If he was checking his phone constantly then it stands to reason he was waiting for a message from someone," Bakura stated.

"Love? Joey?" Ryou thought ponderingly as a limo drove past him.

"Let's just go," Bakura grumbled. "I don't want to be nagged for coming home late again."

When Joey got home, he ran to his room and booted up his computer. The computer was old so it was slow going. He bounced his legs impatiently, until his desktop with Red Eyes Black Dragon wallpaper popped up followed by his icons. He immediately opened his mail box, but once again was disappointed when he saw it was empty.

"Rrgh… that jerk!" Joey shouted grabbing his head in frustration. "Next time I see him, I'm gonna give him a piece of my mind."

Annoyed as he was, he didn't even notice the black car that had pulled up to his house. He was leaning back in his chair staring off into space when he heard feet climbing up his stairs. Suddenly two burly men in black suits and sunglasses were standing in his doorway.

He fell off his chair in shock before the two of them could even say a word. The two men moved towards Joey, towering over him.

"How'd ya get into my house?" was all he could stammer out.

"You will come with us," the brown haired man on the right said, lifting Joey off the floor who began trying to fight them off.

"I suggest you don't struggle. The master told us to use ANY means necessary to get you. And trust me, if you resist we WILL use any means," the black haired one said, helping carry Joey outside and throwing him into the back of the black car locking the doors from the outside.

"Watch the hair, will ya?" Joey shouted as the two got into the front seats of the car. The two ignored him and drove off. Joey tried to see where he was going, but the tinted windows of the car left him in mystery. Trying to ask the drivers didn't produce any satisfying results either. When the car stopped, the two got out, opened the back-seat door and forcefully pulled Joey out and began carting him off somewhere.

"For the love of… I can walk ya know!" Joey exclaimed.

Once again they ignored him and took him to a large room lavishly decorated with a large bed in the center. The two black suits unceremoniously tossed Joey onto the bed and then left shutting the double doors behind them.

"Geh… what da heck was dat for?" Joey demanded once he had reoriented himself, but they were long gone. That's not to say he didn't get an answer, however.

"You really are clueless, aren't you, Wheeler?"

Joey looked over to see the richest man in the city, and also the biggest prick Joey had ever met, Seto Kaiba, sitting next to a window with the curtains drawn at a desk with his laptop. Today he was dressed in his business attire instead of one of his usual gravity-defying coats. "Kaiba, you mean you're the one who had those goons bring me here?" Joey asked sitting up.

"Who else would bother with you?" Seto scoffed, rising up from his desk and briskly approaching the bed. "Let's make this quick, I have a business meeting in thirty minutes."

"Make it quick? You kidnap me out of the blue after two weeks, no contact, and that's all you can say?" Seto set about unbuttoning his suit jacket while Joey continued his rant. "Why did ya even give me a phone if ya never give me a reason to use it, ya selfish jerk?"

Seto just smirked at him as if he was not listening. "Didn't you hear me, Wheeler? Now we only have 29 minutes." Joey finally snapped back to his current situation and noticed Seto towering over him. "Get on your back, Wheeler," Seto harshly said while sitting on the bed. "Or I'll make you."

Joey glared angrily and thought about refusing just to spite him, but after deliberation Joey submitted to Seto's will and laid on his back on the bed. The sheets felt like Egyptian cotton and smelled of lilac. Zoning out again, Joey suddenly felt a pleasurable pawing atop his pants. The sensation of the gentle touch made him hard and warm with passion. His cheeks flushed slightly, making Seto have a brief evil grin. The young CEO climbed on top of Joey, straddling him. His face slowly moved closer to Joey's, distracting the blonde teen from the hand moving over and under his shirt. Joey made a slight moan of pleasure -his body had missed being touched by the cold fingers that made him shiver uncontrollably- which brought an even wider smirk to Seto's face.

"Sit up a bit, Wheeler," Seto ordered and Joey hopelessly obeyed as his mind gave itself over to the building state of ecstasy. Seto pulled off Joey's jacket and shirt quickly, admiring the slender body beneath him. He slithered down a bit and Joey felt a light, feathery tongue moving down his chest and abdomen, stopping at his waistband. All the while, Seto's hand moved over Joey's bulge, which was beginning to make his usually loose pants uncomfortable, in a teasing manner.

"You really want it, don't you, Wheeler?" Seto said with husky laughter while his fingertips lightly played with Joey's belt.

His pants pulsed again at this and Seto began a light laugh, easily sliding the belt out of its loops and discarding it onto the floor.

"Kaiba, you narcissistic ass," was all Joey could moan out as Seto's hand reached into his warmth, fondling it ever so lightly. But when Kaiba heard the derogatory term, he gripped him tightly, forcing Joey to let out a pained but elated yelp. Seto smiled in satisfaction before pulling his hand out and beginning to unbutton the pants.

BEEP! BEEP!

Joey jerked at the unexpected noise, not understanding what was happening or even what the source was. Seto calmly pulled out a pager from his pocket and looked at it. Without a word he got off the bed, put his jacket back on and left the room leaving Joey in an ever-more wanting state of pleasure and confusion.

KD: Oh, wowie! It's Yaoi! Really bad joke, lol. Well, that was kinda mean Seto, but we still love you. You and your helicopter. If he was real I'd steal his coat, and then my roomie Jael would steal him. Anyways, hope you enjoyed the first installment, and look forward to the next.