AN:/ I don not any characters in this fanfiction and not making any profit. This is a yu-gi-oh based fanfic which is only for the benefit of the readers. Have a good read^.^

Domino High School Sweethearts

It was just another day for Yugi and his Yami, meeting there friends at the corner of the school grounds.
As usual, Joey was fighting with Seto who just smirked and replied with a comment or two. Malik and Bakura holding hands and picking on Ryou, Marik defending him and Tristan standing talking quietly to Mai and Duke. Yup, just a regular day.

"Why don't you guys ever get along..?" Atem said, folding his arms and slightly glowering at the two. Since being relieved from the puzzle and gaining his memory back, it was as if he stood like he did when he was Pharaoh.

"It's his fault, Atem, he started it..! He's just a spoiled rich kid that-"
"I'm not the one who acts like an obnoxious fool, mutt."
"Watch your mouth, Moneybags" Joey growled at him, raising a fist to show it wasn't a threat but a promise.

Seto just smirked then Yugi stepped between them.
"C'mon you two, quit fighting... We gotta get to class" he stated and then the bell rang.
"Yugi, how accurate you are can scare a person sometimes..." Ryou commented as he walked with Yugi to class.

"Sometimes you have to know Ryou...it's the only way to even stay in time with everyone else...especially Atem..."

"Ah...I get it..."he smiled sympathetically at him, knowing Yugi's hidden feelings for his Yami, Atem.
Yugi just softly sighed and turned to look at him.

Atem was walking, holding his bag to his shoulder. As he saw his hikari looking at him he smiled and then went to their first class of the day.

He sat down and seen the former thief sit with his beloved, delusional psychopath and saw their hikaris also sitting together. He glanced over at his own hikari and saw him chatting animatedly to his best friend, Joey. And as usual, Seto Kaiba was sitting alone, his nose stuck in a book. The teacher appeared to be later than usual, so Atem started daydreaming.

Joey woke with a start as the end bell rang; dreading the fact that he now had to go home. Since Yugi and Atem had to help out Mr. Motou at the Game Shop, Tristan was going out with someone – though he had a fair idea whom it was – and Ryou, Marik, Yami and Malik were going on a double date. So all he had was to go home and try not to get bet up for the school trip tomorrow. He smacked his forehead off the desk.

"What's wrong, Joey..?" enquired Yugi, looking at him curiously.
"I can't go to the school trip tomorrow, Yug'...Haven't paid it..."he groaned in reply.
"...I'm sure I could ask Grandpa and he could-"
"No thanks, Yug'...I'll just cope at school...thanks for the offer though...appreciate it..."he stood up and slung his bag over his shoulder, slipping his notebook away then looked for his sketch pad. He looked around and found Kaiba near them, smirking at him, holding his sketch pad.
Joey's mind went haywire.
'Did he look at the stuff in that?!? Does he know what kind of stuff I draw..? Behave dumbass, he wouldn't have looked'
"Gimmie it back, Moneybags..! It ain't yours, so butt out..."
"Am I not even allowed a peek at what trash you draw..?"
He grabbed it back and stuffed into his bag, hoping against hope that he hadn't looked through it. Seto just smirked at him and turned, walking away to a burning death glare at his back.
"Anyway Yug'... I gotta go...I'll see you later..." Joey said, turning to him.
"Okay Joey...see you later, alright..? If you can, visit the game shop..."

"I'll try Yug'...no promises though..."
Yugi smiled and nodded as Joey saluted him then walked off towards the park.

When he got home, he snuck round the door carefully and made his way silently to the kitchen to check if He was there. There he was, snoring behind his many bottles and cans on the kitchen table. Joey silently went upstairs and into his room, checking that everything was where it should be, just in case that bastard called his father had been noseying around in his room. Sighing with relief after he closed the door, he slipped off his trainers and jacket as he pulled his sketch pad from his bag, as well as the food he'd swiped from the tuck shop at lunch break. He ate as he examined his pictures, making sure that Kaiba hadn't tampered with it or seeing if any sketches were missing.

Since there wasn't and Yugi and Atem's birthdays were soon, he decided to start drawing them a picture for their birthdays.

He didn't even notice the sound of heavy footsteps on the stairs.

"Oi, mutt. Why didn't you put on the dinner for me when you got in..?"
Joey flinched and looked at his father, though not directly for fear of being hit. He didn't speak.

"It's because your worthless, isn't it? It's because you're a god-damned mutt who can't do anything right for people...who can't even protect himself when it comes to his own father. Ain't that right, mutt."
'It's just another of his mind games...don't speak...remember the last time he did this...'
His father continued.
"Your friends would even be disgusted with you. They're nothing but a barrier for you, since you-"

"That ain't true!"
His father smirked in triumph as he punched him square in the eye.
"Stop speaking back to your owner, mutt. You're pathetic. You can't even remember that you've not to speak back to your master."
Joey raised his head and stared at him, death glaring him as he made eye contact, which received him a kick in the ribs.
"No directly looking at your owner, mutt. Now go put the dinner on before you get another beatin'" He took a swig from his beer bottle and walked to his bedroom.

Joey stumbled from the room, shivering badly. He strode down to the kitchen and mind counted how many bottles there were.
'Damn...20. I'm in for a severe beatin' tonight if I don't stay out of his way.'
Using the cheats' way out, for a change, he made his father a microwave meal and put it on a plate. Then he ran up to his room like a spurned dog and picked up his wallet and phone. He jumped out his window and landed on the roof of the shop next to them, before running to the only place his father couldn't get too.

The Game Shop.