The blond slept silently. He chest rising and falling up and down steadily. The brunette quietly shut the door. He walked down the hall to his own room and walked in shutting the door after him. He looked at the papers pilled on his desk.
I have so much work to do. I wish for once I could have some help with it all. But I know that'll never happen. I'm too paranoid that someone will mess it all up.
The brunette sat in the desk chair shaking his head. He looked up when the door to his room opened.
"Seto..."
"What is it Mokuba?"
"Can I sleep in here tonight?"
"I don't think that's a good idea. I'm going to be up late again doing work."
"Oh...okay."
The brunette watched his brother leave, head hanging. He wanted to let Mokuba stay in here, but he didn't want to keep the young boy up with his work. If only he could finish it all. He was so behind because of the Joey thing that it was ridiculous.
Joey moaned and opened his eyes to see who was poking him. He looked at the clock first, it was only one in the morning. He then looked at who had poked him.
"Mokuba," he yawned, "What is it?"
"It's Seto," said Mokuba sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Is he okay?" asked Joey slightly worried.
"I don't think he's okay," said Mokuba.
"Oh," said Joey calming down, "Why not?"
"He hasn't slept in nearly three days. He still has a lot of work to catch up. With school on top of that. But if he keeps working like he is..."
"I'm sure Seto's gone with out sleep before Mokuba," said Joey.
"I'm not worried about that at least not exactly. I mean he's not eating either. If he keeps going on like that he's going to hurt himself," said Mokuba sniffing.
"Is he in his room?" asked Joey.
"Yeah," said Mokuba looking at Joey confused.
"I'll go talk to him," said Joey as he rolled out of bed, "But first let's get you to bed."
Joey picked Mokuba up and threw him over his shoulder. Mokuba laughed. At least Joey was fun like Seto. Joey put Mokuba to bed and headed for Kaiba's room.
"Mokuba I thought I told you to go to bed," said Kaiba as he heard the door open again.
"But Seto..."
Seto's head snapped up at Joey's imitation of Mokuba.
"Joey! I thought you were asleep," said Seto surprised.
"I was asleep. 'Was' being the key word here," said Joey as he walked over to Seto's desk and leaned against it.
"So why aren't you?"
"Mokuba," said Joey.
"Did he wake you up because I'll go talk to him – "
"Seto hold on a sec," said Joey, "Mokuba did wake me up, but I think he had the correct intentions of doing so."
"Meaning?"
"He's worried about you Seto. You're not sleeping, not eating. I can tell you're stressed and overloaded with work," said Joey.
Seto sighed and put his face in his hands. He tensed when Joey put a hand on his shoulder, but he quickly relaxed.
"Seto," said Joey, "If there is anything I can do to help just tell me. I'm not as stupid as you think I am."
Seto looked up at Joey. People had offered to help him before but he had always denied them. Now Joey was offering and he wasn't sure if he should accept.
"I..." started Seto, "Can you highlight things for me?"
"If it'll help you finish this paperwork quicker then of course," said Joey.
"Okay," said Seto turning back to his desk and picking up a huge pack of papers, "You need to highlight any dollar amount higher than a million green and anything between $400,000 to $999,999 blue. Then you need to highlight anything between $399,999 to $40,000 orange. Then anything between $39,999 to $1,000 purple. And anything below $999 needs to be highlighted yellow."
"Lovely," said Joey as he took the stack of papers and sat on the floor.
"Here's some high lighters," said Seto pulling a bunch of colors out of the desk drawer, "And here's a piece of paper of what needs to be highlighted in case you forget. I know I do sometimes."
"And what happens if I accidently highlight something wrong?" asked Joey.
"Then I hurt you. I can't afford any mistakes in my business," said Seto kindly but firmly.
"Okay then, here I go," said Joey.
Seto opened his eyes slowly. He'd fallen asleep. He realized he was in his bed and sat up. The last thing he remembered was that Joey had been highlighting like crazy for him. Speaking of Joey, where was he.
Seto looked around, but the blond was no where. He lay back down and pulled the covers tighter around him. He turned his head to look at the clock. He sat up abruptly upon seeing what time it was. He had to get to school in less than twenty minutes. He rolled out of bed as he threw off the covers and headed for the shower down the hall. Before he could make it out of his room he was pushed gently back in by Joey.
"Joey we have to be at school in less than twenty minutes," said Seto.
"You obviously are out of it," said Joey.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" growled Seto.
"Seto it's Saturday, we don't have school," said Joey as he pushed Seto gently back toward the bed.
"But yesterday was Thursday..." started Seto.
"No yesterday was Friday because you missed the English test because he decided to skip school and try and finish your work remember," said Joey as he pushed Seto onto the bed.
"Are you serious?" asked Seto looking horrified that he had totally lost track of time.
"Yes," said Joey, "Now...you should rest for awhile longer. Mokuba or I will check in on you every so often and if you need anything just page us."
Joey handed Seto his pager. They had gotten three identical pagers after the whole Alcore situation. One for Seto, one for Mokuba and one for Joey.
"Joey you don't..."
"I don't care," said Joey, "You helped me more than I'll ever be able to repay you for. Me helping you right now is nothing."
Seto looked at the blond. Joey really didn't have to do this, but he knew that arguing with the blond would prove useless.
"Thanks," said Seto.
"No prob," said Joey as he left the room.
Seto settled back down under the covers of his bed. He didn't think he'd fall asleep again, but he was very wrong.
"Have you located the Wheeler boy yet?"
"Yes sir. He is living with Mr. Kaiba, the owner of Kaiba Corp."
"Good."
"What should I tell the D-MONS?"
"Tell them to proceed according to the plan."
"As you wish."
You won't get away this time Kaiba. I have you now. You are nothing. And because of you everyone will suffer. Everyone will be hurt because of you. Especially Joey. He'll never forgive you. And neither will Mokuba. You can't win this time.
Seto sat up, eyes wide, breathing ragged. His heart raced and sweat covered his body forcing the sheets to stick to him. He didn't even realize someone was saying something to him until they shook him.
"SETO," said Joey for the tenth time as he shook the brunette.
Seto looked at Joey through unregistering blue eyes.
"Seto, it's okay, it's just me. Joey," said the blond.
"Joey," said Seto shaking his head, "what?"
"You were yelling in your sleep," said Joey.
"I need up. I need to take a shower," said Seto as he untangled himself from the covers.
"You're okay?"
"I'll be okay I just need to wake up that's all."
Joey watched Kaiba walk out of the room. Ever since Kaiba had helped him with the whole Alcore problem the brunette hadn't been the same. It was as if he was scared, why Joey didn't know, but he'd find out some way.
"Yami is something wrong?" Yugi asked as they walked around downtown.
"Something is off. I don't know what though," said Yami, "I wonder if Kaiba has the same feeling."
"Well we could always stop by his place since Joey lives there now," said Yugi.
"Later," said Yami, "Let's now worry about it now."
Bakura twirled a pen around in his hand. He was so bored since his light side had separated from him. He had started his own business and was almost as wealthy as Kaiba. Speaking of Kaiba...he hadn't seen the brunette in awhile. He thought he about paying the blue eyed boy a visit. But he'd do it later after he cleared it through Ryou. His light half wanted him to tell him where he was going if he wasn't going to come home on time. That bugged him immensely.
"I should probably call Ryou now," he said aloud as he picked up his phone and dialed Ryou's cell.
Seto let the hot water pour over his body. That dream had scared him more than he liked and the fact that he had cried out in his sleep bothered him even more. This was not his normal behavior. He quickly washed himself off and got out of the shower. He grabbed one of the big fluffy towels and wrapped it around his whole body. Normally he wouldn't use one of the big towels but today he felt exposed. Even though his naked body was covered with the towel he felt like he was being violated in some way shape or form. He left the bathroom and headed for his room.
