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Chapter two
It took Seto 40 minutes to get to the street the detective had given him. He was in his limousine by now, looking around the street. Worrying once again what his Puppy's life had been like in the last couple of years. Seto was happy for the dark windows in his limousine. More happy than he had ever been before, since this street was in a rough area but still, posh cars would come through here quite often. The street was, like the park, covered in snow but it didn't look as fresh any more since this place had just come to life. The street hat a few pubs and some cheap motels on it as well as two liqueur stores. And the women and few men standing on both sides weren't exactly dressed right for the weather condition. Most of the women where still young, between 18 and 15 years tops, a few over the mean in the same age but by far less of them. The women had some short skirts and sleeveless tops that usually showed off the bellybutton. The guys where overly looking very cliché gay, with tight leather pants and tight sleeveless shirts on. As soon as his long limousine went into the street the driver had to slow down, all the women and guys standing on the sides were approaching the back window, trying desperately to get the attention of whoever was inside.
Seto was looking at the faces of the male whores standing around, begging not to find Joey's, as Ed approached his limousine, sending the others away with the information that he had a business meeting of another kind than they where hoping for and that they would have to leave. As soon as he was inside, Seto said "I can't see him. There isn't even one that looks remotely like him." Seto was pleased that he hadn't seen Joey here in this place but he had hoped to see him and having been disturbed and gotten his hope up for nothing was not something the cold CEO had ever ignored.
"He left with a man about half a hour ago and should be back in another 30 minutes, a bit longer maybe."
"Why didn't you stop him?"
"Didn't know how or if I should. I'm not even a hundred percent sure it's the one you're looking for, Mr. Kaiba."
Seto stared daggers at him but then said "Fine, I'll wait until you see him." Seto waited, staring daggers straight ahead or occasionally out the window to some of the people that took one of the other guys that were selling their body on that night. He hated every single one of them and couldn't help but wonder how many of them had maybe used Joey's body in exchange for money. He couldn't even help but thinking about the possibility of just paying him to stay with him completely and play his boyfriend for money. He wondered how much Joey would ask for that? He would even double that. But then again, Joey had been through so much, he deserved happiness and wouldn't be able to find that with him paying him for pretending feelings that never could be real. And no matter how much he wanted it, Joey's well-being was more important than his own desires.
Still he couldn't help but imagining what it might be like to come home from work and have Joey there in his bed, waiting for him. Sleeping already but waking up when he gets into bed with him. How he might look at him with a sleepy expression but cuddling up on him and telling him how much he had missed him and that he should come home early every now and then so they could spend time together. Onl the thought of holding him in his arms, promising him to take him on a date to make up for the little time he had, made Seto's expression softer and brought a little smile to his lips. He could steal a kiss or two from those soft looking lips before holding him tighter and sleeping with his puppy in his arms.
He imagined how it would be like to wake up with his Puppy in his arms, watching him sleep for a little while and waiting for him to wake up, so he could steal a kiss again and cuddle closer. How it might be to talk about something before standing up and getting dressed with his puppy, watching his body move around his own bedroom and getting dressed in designer clothes he had bought for him. And then to go and have breakfast with him. Seto wondered if he would moan about him reading the newspaper instead of talking more, like Mokuba had used to do.
Seto kept imagining such small things in life he could share with Joey, if he would be his boyfriend but not wanting them to be fake at the same time, so he could never let him do it for money. He wanted them to be real if at all. But it was the first time Seto imagined them at all, since he had never had the possibility of being with Joey at all. And it was perfect in his imagination. Even the fights where perfect. He loved to imagine his Puppy being mad about him working too much and not having time. Or just fighting about small things, things like leaving the cap of the toothpaste off or squeezing it from the middle. Seto longed for this simple things more than for just sex.
But after he kept imagining the little things that would make him happy, he couldn't help but wonder how it might feel to have Joey's hands roaming over his body after a romantic date. How it would be to get undressed by Joey and being kissed by him all over his body, and to do the same to him. Touching his body, kissing him everywhere.
Seto tried to stop such thoughts, he had to help Joey not use him like the other guys here might have done. If the guy Ed had found really was Joey, he had to come up with a plan in case it was. He needed information on what Joey would need. Money was the first thing, he was obviously desperate or he would not sell his body.
"Tell me everything about the guy that might be Joey." Seto ordered Ed.
"He calls himself Katsuya Jonouchi and lives in a small apartment in an run down apartment block for the last 4 years. The apartment is meant for one person but he is sharing with another guy that is here as well," Ed pointed to a guy that stood a little down the street, he was wearing black leather pants and a red silk button up shirt that had the top buttons open. He had brown curly hair. He looked very skinny and Seto couldn't tell what eye colour he might have. He was too far down the road and the light was too dim. "His name is Kai, a runaway from an orphanage. Beforehand Katsuya lived on the streets for a while and had been seen a few times by some people and had been here for a while, before he had the apartment with Kai. The first thing I could find about Katsuya is two months after the disappearance of Joey Wheeler and the person that had seen Katsuya recognised him from a picture of Joey. And once you´ve seen him, Mr. Kaiba, I'm confident you will believe them to be the same person, too."
"Anything else?"
"No he doesn't do much during the day and at night he 'works' here."
"What has he done before he ended up here?"
"Begging most of the time. But he didn't have much."
Seto wondered why he had never gone to Yugi's, had it been pride or fear of the police he had changed his name, so maybe he blamed himself so much for his fathers death that he feared the police. And Joey would have known that Yugi's place would have been one of the first where they would have suspected him. The police had checked all of his friends places. Hell, they even had been at the Kaiba mansion to ask if he or his brother had seen Joey. But by then Seto had already known Mokuba had heard from Yugi and Seto had already started the search.
Now Seto was sitting in his limousine and planning. What could he do for this Katsuya if he really was Joey, and Ed seemed to be very certain of that. He needed money, that would be easy, he already had been at an ATM on his way here, expecting that Joey would need some. He had plenty in cash with him to keep Joey going for at least a month. He might also need a better place to stay, for this night he might organise him a hotel room, a good one of course and he could get him a good apartment. One that was big enough and with good security and everything he might need, like TV and some gaming systems. Seto wondered for a moment if Joey could cook for himself or if he would need help with that. He could always make sure he had enough money for take out. The real problam was how to give it to him? If it had been pride that kept him from going to Yugi, then Seto knew that he himself was the last person Joey would take anything from. And even if it had been fear, Joey still hated him for a good reason. He had been mean to him and fought with him more often than not.
But what if he doesn't know it's me? What if I keep it a secret who is giving him all these gifts? Joey surely wouldn't think it could be me, he thinks I hate him just as much as he hates me, so he would rather think that the secret rich saviour was someone that had seen him during a tournament on TV rather than me. Seto thought. The only thing left, was to organise how to give him everything he needed without letting him know. Seto would need a spokesperson, someone to present it and who would not tell Joey anything.
Before he could finish that thought Seto saw someone coming around the corner. And that someone was unmistakably Joey Wheeler. Seto was certain, the golden blond haired and honey eyed man couldn't be anyone else. Seto watched him, dressed in a tight pair of jeans and sleeveless white shirt walking towards Kai. The jeans had a few rips in it and together with the wild mess of blond hair it gave Joey a wild look. Seto saw how Joey gave Kai a weak smile and pointed towards his limousine. Probably asking what such a car was doing there and why it wasn't swarmed by anyone anymore. The two talked for a moment and Seto just watched. He could feel Ed's eyes on him and after a moment he said "You´ll get the money for finding him, good job. But I have another one for you that will pay good as long as you play by the rules."
"What job and what rules?"
"I need to get in touch with Joey, but I don't want him to know it's me. He doesn't think too much of me and wouldn't except it, I assume. I need someone as a spokesperson and I think as long as you can keep your mouth shut about my identity, you would be perfect. I can't use any of my other employees since Joey saw a few of them and I can't risk him finding out. I'll pay 2000 a month as long as you go to him and talk to him whenever I need you to."
"Okay, that sounds like a good deal to me."
"Good, then go over to him and take him to the four seasons hotel. I'll have a room ready by the time you get there. Take a cab to get there, I'll order one and send it here. Tell Joey nothing on the way, not until you get there. Once there, tell him that you had been paid to look for Joey Wheeler and believe him found. Make sure he doesn't get away, in case he tries explain everything you need to but do not tell him my name. Just that I want to stay secret. I will get a letter to him as well and if he has any more questions, phone me. If not leave your number in case he needs anything. Got that?"
"Sure, no problem."
Seto gave Ed most of the cash he had with him. "To get him to the hotel, just tell him that you'll pay him for the rest of the night, no matter how much."
Ed left the limousine and went over to Joey. Seto watched him until he was there and saw how Ed gave Joey the money. Than he ordered a cab for them and left for the hotel.
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