This is my fist YU-GI-OH! fic.

I don't own YU-GI-OH!

Hope you like.

It's been two month since Atem (Yami) went to the spirit world. Everyone was happy. Well, not everyone.

"Joseph!" Joseph Augustus Wheeler was not happy. Hell he never was. His father beat him up for years. He'd beat hit, say he was useless, that he had no job, (He has three.) and more. Today Joey was late coming home.

"You're late, boy!" said Homer Wheeler, drunk and maybe mad.

"Sorry dad. It was my turn to clean the class today and I missed the bus," said Joey.

"That's no excuse to be late!"

He punched Joey in the face. Then kneed him in the stomach. Joey coughed up some blood and fell to his knees. Homer started to kick him. "Ya piece of shit! I don't know why ya still here! You should crawl in a hole and die!"

'How can you say that!? I'm your son!' thought Joey.

"You don't work! You don't do nothin'!"

"I DO work! You're too drunk to notice!" snapped Joey. His eyes went wide. 'Oh crap.'

"How dare you speak to me like that!! I'm your father!! You should respect me!!" Homer started to beat Joey up harder.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" screamed Joey.

Everyone in the apartment was used to this so know came rushing over. Joey told them not to call the cops and just ignore any screaming they heard. No one knew why Joey stayed with his father after the way he treats him. Joey didn't even know why he stayed. He didn't know why he didn't try fighting back. He could probably beat him. But he remembered why. It was the same reason why he didn't give into his anger like everyone else when the Orichalcos stone took over. He was a good person. He wasn't a bad person or a killer. He never was. He was in a gang because at that time he was having trouble sorting this all out. His mom took his sister and left him. He hated her for that. But he hated his father more.

Homer continued to beat Joey until Joey couldn't make a sound. Joey laying in a pool of blood. He twitched a bit, had cuts everywhere, including a big one on his left cheek.

"Get up Joseph! Go to your room!" Homer went to the couch, put on the TV and drank beer.

Joey crawled to his room. When he got there he took the First Ade Kit and fixed all his wounds.

"Well I better do my home work," he said.

He had two sheets of homework for each class. One was the real homework, the other was the fake one. Yes, Joey Wheeler is smart. He just acts like a stooge. He asked his teachers to fail him. They kept his real grades in file and gave him the fake ones. He did this because he didn't want to be a cold hearted bastard who cared of no one but himself, like Kaiba. That's why he stayed. To remind himself that life isn't always fun and joy. That some people live in Hell and have to work everyday to make money and live.

His hand hurt and he dropped his pencil.

'Damn! I can't hold a pencil!'

He laid on his back on the bed and looked at the ceiling.

'Someday I'll leave when the time is right. I'll have my own family and be happy. Just have to stay alive till then.'

Well? This is my first so sorry it it'll be shaky. Please review.