Author's Note: Hi everyone! Wingweaver25 is back with another new story! This will be UPDATED again on Thursday and Monday of every month. I also have another story already started, but that might wait a little while. I'll start this, and when this story is doing well, I'll start the other story. :)

Rated: T for Teen {violence (but not a whole lot), slight cursing, & lovey-dovey, fluffy scenes (but that won't be until later ;) ). }

Disclaimer: Last time I checked, I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh.

Here's a better synopsis of the story: On a normal day in Domino City, Joey Wheeler takes a casual walk, enjoy what life he has left before he goes to college. However, after leaving the park, Joey sees that there is a hold up at a bank. He tries to stay far away from the scene, but when guns start to shoot, he is pulled behind a cop car. Trying to not get in the middle of all this, he tries to leave the scene. But, an officer saves his life, making Joey stop in his tracks and think about his future. Five years later, Joey becomes an officer, hoping to protect the people of Domino City. None of his friends know where he is. However, when a certain item from Kaiba Corp. gets stolen, knowing Joey's luck, he has to investigate the scene, and sees his old rival, Seto Kaiba.

But, how will a certain blue eyed CEO make a messy blond hair officer his? And, what was stolen from Kaiba Corp.?

All these questions will be answered. So, let's jump into the story!

Never Alone

Prologue

It was a normal, peaceful day in Domino City. Everywhere you look, people were either smiling or having meaningful conversations. It was something that Joey Wheeler absolutely loved about this city. He walked into the park fifteen or so minutes ago and sat down on a park bench, watching little kids play in the sand or swing on the swings.

Recently, Joey just graduated Domino High, with his friends. He finally proved that he wasn't worthless to his father, and moved out the next couple days. But, reality sat in for him when he barely had money to afford an apartment. With the help of his friend Yugi Mutou, he is now living with him, his grandpa, and Yami just for a little while. Joey had been looking for apartments close to his college-Domino University-and that were affordable. If it comes down ta this, Joey had said to Yugi, I'm gonna live in a dorm room forever.

Then, needing a job suddenly popped in Joey's head. He put applications in everywhere-grocery stores, fast food, even at a Barber Shop-but nothing was working out for him.

And now, this is where his story begins.

Joey was licking his chocolate ice cream off of it's cone, trying to relax in this hot, but beautiful weather.

"What am I gonna do? I can't live at Yugi's or in a dorm room the rest of my life." Joey murmured to himself as he wiped his face off with a napkin. I've wanted ta major in Psychology, knowin' how my family and friends are sorta crazy. He thought as he bit into his ice cream cone. But, will it all work out for me?

He shook his head and continued to eat. Joey had been out all day trying to find someone, somewhere, who would hire him. Yugi suggested to go downtown and check all around. That "there's bound to be someone who wants to hire someone like you".

"But, who would wanna hire me?" He thought outloud as he finished up his cone and threw the napkin away. He slowly walked out of the park, taking his weary-deary time. He was in no rush to get back to Yugi's place, as he didn't want to be known as a failure. He crossed his arms, and crossed the street that led back to Yugi's.

However, on his way back, he heard sirens coming from all around. He stopped as he saw sirens from up the street. He ran up a bit and saw three-maybe four-police cars surrounding the entrance of a bank.

As usual, there always have to be someone to come and ruin the day for everyone.

Joey slowly crept up to the scene, as there wasn't a crowd, and stopped as he saw a skinny police officer come out with a megaphone.

"I repeat, come out with your hands up and no one gets hurt!" He yelled as the mysterious guy stepped out of the bank, holding someone hostage. "Let go of the hostage!"

"Make me you damn pigs!" He yelled back to the skinny officer as the others drew their guns and pointed at him. "I'm so scared!" He snapped his fingers as five, maybe six or seven, guys came out and pointed their guns at the police officers. "I'm not going down without a fight!"

Joey gulped as he back up a little. He couldn't run because if he did, they-the officers or the bad guys-might shoot at him. Joey decided to stay where he was, as he whispered to an officer, "What's goin' on?"

A chubby officer turned to him, noticing the terrified look on Joey's face. "Don't worry about anything." He began, trying to wipe the look on Joey's face. "He's a convict who escaped from the prison this morning. He decided to rob this bank-knowing that most people usually come on a Friday. And his little buddies must be his entourage."

Joey nodded as he crouched down, next to a car.

"I'm... s-scared."

"Don't be." He assured as Joey gulped. Within seconds, someone started to shoot. Then, the frenzy of bullets started to pound the wall of the bank and the police cars. Joey covered his ears, wishing he had just stay in bed, and closed his eyes. He looked out to his right, seeing that the number of bad guys decreased by half, as the hostage was down on her stomach, covering her own eyes and ears.

Joey got up on his knees, just for a millisecond, as he saw a bullet come right at him. Joey's eyes grew as he covered his face. He screamed, not knowing what else to do, as the frenzy of bullets slowly decreased into nothing.

Wh-what just happen? Am I dead? Am I bleeding?

His thoughts poured into his head as he heard footsteps and voices.

"10-71 at the Domino City National Bank." Joey opened his eyes, not knowing what the code even meant as he gasped, holding in a breath.

"11-41. Immediately." Another officer said as Joey couldn't focus. He was in shock.

Some brave officer just stepped in and saved his life today. He didn't know what to do, what to say, so he started to scream, hiding the tears that tore from his eyes. Two officers help pull the officer off of Joey, and Joey was being pulled away by another officer-the same one he talked to before the battle of the bullets.

"10-45C on Officer Coy... the second is in shock, bleeding a little."

Joey looked down at his body and noticed the bullet went through the officers' back right into Joey right arm. He didn't feel the pain, and he didn't feel anything else.

"H-hey..." Joey turned to see Officer Coy, grabbing at his pants' leg. "...Are you okay?"

Joey, somehow, managed to nod.

"Good..."

Joey murmured, "Y-you're alive..." He gulped as he told one officer that Officer Coy was still alive. But, within that instant, Joey started to faint. Perhaps from the blood. Maybe from the pain, or because of the officer that was still alive, yet dying right beside him.

In actuality, it was because of someone who actually saved him, and they didn't even know each other.

10-71 - Shooting

11-41 - Ambulance needed

10-45C - Condition of patient - Critical

There ya go! Prologue is finally up!

Also, I put codes in this story, as you must of noticed. I got them from a police website that listed what the codes meant, so yeah. I'll put the codes at the end of the chapter to show you what they mean.

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