Joey In Wonderland

Chapter 1: It Was My Life



I remember getting out of school; relieved to be away at last. I asked Yugi if he was free anytime today, since as always I never wanted to be home. But just like most days, he gave me that embarrassed expression and weird laugh, explaining how he was going to be with Yami again; and I never was mad at him for it, as usual since I know they must be getting addicted to their 'private times'.

I remember hearing a familiar voice, with the familiar 'Mutt' called with it. And as usual I growled; only because it was extremely annoying and I didn't see how I even looked like one!...sorta. "So if it isn't you Mutt, I haven't seen you all day so I've noticed, and it feels good not to be able to see even a lock of you anywhere" he wore his annoying smirk, and his all-mighty expression. I hated how prideful he was, but I was mostly glad he didn't know I was trying to avoid him. Yes, avoiding him for awhile was my goal; since I have grown strong feelings for mister 'Moneybags'.

"Look moneybags! I'm not in the mood so leave me alone!" and at that instant my body just jolted; I spun and ran towards the city. It was natural, and I guess my body could tell if I was around him any longer I would just break, and I couldn't have that, I just couldn't.

So as usual I went to my work; I was a waiter and I served at this restaurant I worked at, nothing special. And as usual it was pretty loud, noisy, and I always wore my fake smile to every greedy bastard who went there. No matter how filthy they spoke to me I always had to keep my cool and take their order no matter how they treated me or else I'd get fired. I obviously couldn't afford another bad beating from my bad to I took it like the man I was and made it through another day of hell number two; since one was school where Kaiba was.

When I grasped my monthly check in my hands; I swear my eyes lit up like a million candles before I said my farewells to a few people who were nice to me there, then I headed out down to my bad neighborhood where my so called home was. I knew my father needed me, and I kind of needed him; I couldn't live on my own and he couldn't live without my money and the food. As usual I welcomed myself in through the door, but not fully without presenting my worthless self in his house. "I'm home dad" I spoke a bit loud, but not too much just in case he was asleep; but sadly I was mistaken. "Dammit boy shut up! And make me some food" his loud voice rang through my ears; I hated this drunkard with the greatest of passions.

I was kind of happy when he didn't ask for my check; I was hoping it was one of those rare moments when he completely forgot, until the next month. As I made my way to the kitchen, preparing a sandwich for him, I heard a creaking sound; and I knew I would regret everything since I made my way through that door.

"Who do you think you are! You think I'm some dumbass for not remembering? Well you are one boy with some balls!" and immediately I felt the sharp pain to my groin, and I immediately fell to my knees. The next thing I knew when I turned up to look at him; which another horrible mistake was glass, and the smell or alcohol filling my nose.


"I'm sorry but…it might take him a few weeks to recover from this, it's severe and it's critical that he must visit every Friday for check-up, and make sure it's to me". That was the first voice I heard, and it seemed like an older guy, but calm and worried at the same time; man was I in for a ride. I tried to open my eyes but it was prevented by from what I felt, cloth. I figured that my head might have been bleeding and wrapped, but what truly scared me was, who brought me here? Who actually saw my pathetic body lying there on the ground?

"Alright, thanks but you're not needed at the moment so leave" I heard a cold voice speak up at last, and a small 'pft' from the doctor before I heard the door click, most likely closed. "So mutt…want to tell me why you were just lying there on the street?" I heard the voice come closer, sitting right next to me and I dreaded each moment.

I wouldn't speak to him, and I could tell that it was really aggravating him. "What happened, Kaiba" I spoke low, and soft, I wanted peace but most of all I wanted to carry on a conversation with him without yelling; if so maybe we could get somewhere, or so I want to convince myself. "That's what I want to know mutt, I come strolling by because my new driver to sub lost his way and he tells me that some shaggy blonde was lying there dead on the street, of course I knew better lucky for you".

I felt like I wanted to die; to have him of all people, no, to have that substitute driver loose his way to my pathetic body? Man this is the worst! But I just tried to keep my cool, and for some reason, focusing was hard for me too. I rubbed my temple with my wrist, wondering where the pain was all of a sudden coming from, a groan escaped my lips but I couldn't help it since the pain was increasing, my will of restraint was decreasing.

Next thing I knew I was yelling, yelling for the pain to stop, and feeling extra hands trying to hold me down. After a few minutes my power was dissipating, but so was the pain and I was happy for that. Except now, the pain was originating to the area around my eyes…why my eyes? I wanted to know so badly but of course before I knew it, I was out cold.


I remember the next few days, Yugi, Yami, Kaiba, Tea…I remember everyone's voice, and I heard their worry complaints. I sat up; all I could do was stay quiet for their questions, Why? Because I didn't know for myself what truly happened. "All I can tell you is, that my dad must have thrown something to me a bit too hard and I must of fallen back and bunked my head, that's all I know" I tried to give them a small smile, which was easier since I couldn't see their faces so a fake smile was complete.

"I need you all to leave, NOW" I heard kaiba's voice above all, increase into a dreadful tone. Everyone must of taken it seriously, even Tristan since I didn't hear even a peep out of anyone except the door once again.

"I know it was your father…I was doing some research and it turns out that your father has been abusing you for awhile now" and at that moment my heart sunk. I never wanted anyone to know my secret, cause how would they all think of me? Low? Worthless? Pathetic? How can I look into his eyes ever again…will he go so low as to tell too? Too much was running through my mind as he slowly started to put the puzzle together.

"And it seems like today of all days, he got so mad at you, he hit you then threw you out" and all I knew what that it had to stop. I threw one of my fists down beside my leg, letting it thump down to the bed; showing I was clearly fed up.

"Stop…just stop now Kaiba! For a while now I've been trying not to deal with your all-mighty attitude and how much of a bastard you can be" I felt myself chocking up. What I truly wanted to do was not yell at him, but to cry, just to cry out all my pain and to be comforted by him; but dreams are dreams, they need to stay that way. "Thanks for tha help but ya need ta leave me alone! I'm done Kaiba!" I felt my throat strain out the last bit. It was done, I had said it, and I felt grief topple over me.

I knew my head could only lower down to my lap, I feared if I dare to look anywhere else I would grovel to his feet, apologize, and cry over my so called 'life'. "He made you blind." At that second…I felt my heart break. I swallowed hard, and I felt my heart pounce, trying to rip out of my chest as his voice dared to go on. "Seemed like glass cut your eyes, and some pieces were stuck, you have a chance of recovery though" His voice became different, and by now I could tell the difference…It only frightened me more. "Kai-" "from now on…I would prefer you under my care Mutt, no exception!" I heard his loud figure rise from his seat, and I heard the tapping of his feet flowing away, ready to leave me in a empty room with my thoughts.

"Kaiba I can't! We've hated each other and now in my time of need you pity me? No thank you look I can take care of myself! If you're so stubborn then when I'm better, I'm on my own" I was determined to show him how good I am. At this perfect moment, I felt determination of showing him how strong I can be, how much of a man I truly am.

"Fine" was all I heard before the door opened, then clicked back closed, and I sat there, unable to cry on the outside, but I knew that inside I was pouring down streams.


The next day I awoke, and my body immediately ached, and I groaned out loud; only hoping no one was in my room. I huffed, betting no nurse came in to give me another sedative or whatever they call it. Slowly I managed to sit up, and immediately my mind raced to him. I felt like I'm going to go insane, to not see the brown locks, to not see his stupid grins and those lips…I can feel the creepers coming up.

As I clutched my head, letting my thin fingers curl around the straps of the bandages, I felt my knees rise to my chest as I let out a scream. It was killing me, going on days without seeing the expressions of my friends, of kaiba…to see was all I truly had, to envy and now I couldn't do that, all I saw was the darkness; and that scared me most of all.

I felt my fingers acting up, pulling off the bandages as if it was some holy object upon a demon, and I felt my fingers grip my own hair as my legs thrashed a bit wildly. Since I had to rely on my sense of hearing, I've become quite sharp at that, so hearing the door click open over my screaming, I knew I'd feel the grips of nurses and whoever else holding me down, sedating me, and wrapping me back up.


"He hasn't consumed much food since he came, he has been neglecting it, but we have been putting water in his body for the most. As you can see he is losing weight, and this is common among stressed people, especially some who have to go through not seeing. I will put him in your home care and have procedures done there if you must have it that way" the familiar old doctor's voice came again, and again it was the first thing I herd. I guess I haven't been eating, but at the same time I've noticed…if you can't see, time doesn't really matter, and I guess being worked up and what not has probably caused me to stray from food but who can eat when they find out their blind? I obviously can't…

"Yes, In my care I will make sure he gets whatever he needs, prepare him for transportation" "yes sir". I knew the plans without asking, and I knew I would dread this with maybe a passion…I guess this experiment will do nicely? Let's see how long Kiba can stand my worthless being in his all-might house. I know I shouldn't but since it was Kaiba, I was looking forward to becoming a bit of a burden to him, but I like to call it more like 'needing a lot of his attention'.


Wooow okay now I'm doing 3 stories at a time but the JxS stories inspired me soo much to do one finally! Lol tell me if it's any good? ;3 or if it's interesting because I got some good ideas; and it will ALWAYS be in either Joey's or Kaiba's POV!