The next appointment wasn't until 6. Joey glanced at his schedule. This guy wanted him to meet him at a hotel…the Ritz in Domino. Up scale much? Joey floundered through his wardrobe pulling out his only suit. He pulled it on, before going to the mirror. He didn't look in the mirror often, he hated what he saw. The skin clinging to the bones, his dark eyes. He was a shadow of his former shelf, a hollow shell, if that. He straightened the suit, running his fingers through his hair. He looked presentable enough for the hotel. Pulling on his shoes, his attention was snagged by the small box on the counter. He knew what it contained. He pulled on the second shoe, putting a note into his bag before going over to the box. He pulled off the lid, and took a small blue tablet from a container. He looked at it, a small picture of a dolphin on one side. He put it in his mouth and swallowed. The drug surged through him, his mood instantly better. He smiled to himself, closing the lid. He left the apartment and headed towards the hotel. It was only a short walk, so there was no need to worry about being late.

He arrived at the reception and began to scan the room directions. He pulled the paper from his pocket, his vision slightly blurred. Room 405. Joey looked around before noticing an elevator. He stepped in, lightly pressing for the 4th floor. Upon arriving the strong smell of lilies hit him, and he noticed the vase opposite the elevator. The hotel was decorated gold and red, making him wonder who exactly wanted him tonight. He finally reached the door. The word 'suite' appeared in the centre. Great, another over-pain snobby bastard. Joey collected his thoughts the best he could with his now bubbling blood. A seductive smile graced his face before he gave 2 sharp knocks on the door.

'Room service.' He called, laughing at his unoriginal pun. A few foot steps came to the door before a young man answered, this he was not expecting. He stared at the man before him. He was almost 6 feet tall with unruly black hair, that was somehow pulled into a ponytail. He had large grey eyes, that made his face look so much younger. He was tall, thin and seemed very familiar.

'Mr Wheeler?' The man sounded confused, to this, Joey simply nodded. 'Come in…' he shut the door behind the blond, eyeing him carefully. 'I've heard about you, Mr Wheeler…' he took a deep breath, 'I wasn't expecting this however.' He studied the blond's face. It was cold and emotionless. 'Do you know who I am?' Joey scanned over the man.

'No, I don't.'

'Do you not watch TV often?'

'Can't say I do.' The man nodded. Before gesturing for Joey to take a seat. Great, hired company for an ego boost, god this man was strange.

'I am Kaiba Mokuba.' Joey's eyes widened.

'What?' this had to be some joke…Mokuba was a kid… a little kid, shrimp. Not some grown up man wanting these kinds of…services.

'You. You're Joey Wheeler?' Joey nodded, confused.

'What happened to you?'

'I could ask the same thing.' Mokuba smirked, looking eerily like the elder Kaiba.

'I grew up, Joey.'

'It's been 2 years, Mokuba.'

'Yes, and a lot has happened. I'm now president of the Japan branch.'

'Good for you I guess. So, a rich…young…guy like you. What do you want with me?'

'Well, I intended to get the services described.' The raven haired man smiled, 'However, I don't think it would be appropriate now I know who you are.'

'The name didn't give it away?' he thought for a moment, 'Wait, aren't you a little young to be ordering these types of service?'

'Not at all, I was 18 last month. And you're name is quite common, we found that out after…' he cut himself off. 'Anyway, I'm sorry for my mistake, I'll pay you the money anyway.' Joey shook his head, he wasn't taking money from Kaiba's kid brother, he did have some pride left. Mokuba frowned.

'Joey, you're so different, what happened?' Joey's eyes flashed with tears that he shook away.

'I don't want to talk about it.'

'I do.'

'I don't.'

'I called you here for services, and as a service, I'm choosing to ask you stuff.' Mokuba may look grown up, but he wasn't as eloquent as his brother yet. Joey sighed, Mokuba still had huge eyes despite his age and Joey couldn't resist. He looked at the grey pools pleading him.

'I'm a mess, Moki.' He looked at the floor. 'Since your brother left me, everything went wrong. I couldn't concentrate. Duke didn't want me because I was obsessing over Seto. I failed my finals. I got into the gang again and started…abusing…things. I drink a lot, and with qualifications like mine, there aren't many other jobs going.' He paused. 'happy now?' Mokuba's eyes filled with tears before he glomped the blond.

'Joey, I'm so sorry, if Seto knew this would happen he would have never…' both boys began to cry, and Joey gently allowed his hand to tangle in the mop of black hair.

Ok so that's todays update!

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