It had only been a shivering cold ten minutes when Kaiba finally saw the black limo pull up at the end of the alley. He let out a sigh of relief, as the chauffeur climbed out the front door. Kaiba motioned him over to where he and Joey were sitting. Together they were able to bring Joey over to the limo and carefully place him into the backseat.

"Here Master Kaiba," said the chauffeur, handing him an extra coat, "I thought you may need this."

Kaiba took it, "Thank you"

Kaiba climbed in, while the chauffeur hurried over to the driver's seat.

"Home, I take it sir?" he asked.

"Yes, and step on it," Kaiba looked at Joey. Beads of sweet were beginning to trail down Joey's forehead, which mixed with the blood. Kaiba took out a handkerchief from his pocket and tried to wipe some of the blood away. He was careful for he didn't want to hit the tender spots on Joey's head.

Joey moaned, and his eyes slowly opened. Kaiba froze as the brown eyes penetrated his own blue eyes.

"Kaiba, where did you come from?" asked Joey, obviously not all with it.

Kaiba quickly sat back into his own seat. Joey's eyes never left his own.

"You're being taken to the Kaiba Mansion, remember? You got beat up somehow, I found you in the alley," explained Kaiba patiently.

Joey sighed, "Oh, right, I guess that would explain why my head feels like lead."

Finally the limo pulled into the yard of the Kaiba Mansion. Joey couldn't help but look out the window in awe. This place was huge. They stopped right outside the main entrance and Kaiba got out.

"Hey," asked Kaiba as he leaned over the limo door, "Wheeler, can you walk?"

Slowly Joey slide over to the door and looked, "I think so."

Kaiba stepped to the side as to let Joey out. Successfully Joey stood up, but soon fell forward, as he could feel his head becoming overwhelmed with dizziness.

Kaiba quickly reached out his arm to support Joey

"Maybe not," moaned Joey, one hand holding onto Kaiba's arm, the other his own head.

"We'll take it slow," said Kaiba gently. He put Joey's arm around his neck and wrapped his own arm around Joey's waist. Slowly they made their way into the mansion and stepped into the front lobby. Kaiba kicked the door closed with his foot.

"How well can you handle stairs?" wondered Kaiba out loud, turning his head towards Joey.

Joey swallowed, "Why do you have such a big staircase?"

Kaiba couldn't help but smile, which made Joey smile as well. Kaiba couldn't make sense of it, but when Joey smiled, his own heart sped up a bit.

"Seto? Joey?" said a small voice from top of the staircase.

Kaiba snapped his head towards the voice, almost letting go of Joey.

"Mokuba," he cried, "What are you still doing up?"

Well, this must have been confusing for Mokuba. He was after all staring at his older brother holding the very person he seemed to hate.

"I was waiting for you," said Mokuba, sleepily rubbing his eyes, "I heard voices so I came out here. What's going on?"

Kaiba re-shifted Joey so he was standing up straighter. It did seem to look like Joey was clinging to him.

"Well, umm," started Kaiba, but nearly fell over under Joey's weight, for Joey had again fell into unconsciousness.

Mokuba rushed down the stairs.

"What happened to Joey?" the boy asked, concerned.

Kaiba again tried to hold Joey; if only his head wouldn't flop everywhere. He solved this by putting Joey's head on his shoulder, "Never mind that right now okay Mokuba?"

The small boy nodded.

"Alright, let's try and bring Wheeler here to one of the guest rooms."

After many failed attempts of Kaiba and Mokuba both trying to carry Joey, Kaiba concluded that the easiest way to do this was for him to carry Joey himself. Mokuba could just not support his end of Joey, whether because he really couldn't or because he just wanted to see his brother carry Joey was debatable. And as Kaiba scooped (with much effort) Joey into his arms and started the journey up the stairs, a smile came to the young Mokuba's face.

Finally Kaiba made it to the hallway and headed to the first guest room. He stopped at the doorway.

"Mokuba, go to your room. I'll be there soon to tuck you in," he said.

Mokuba agreed and rushed off towards his room. He glanced back with a huge grin, as Kaiba entered the guest room, before disappearing into his own room.

Kaiba carried Joey over to the bed in the middle of the room and slowly placed him down. But as Joey was lowered towards the bed, the weight was too much for Kaiba to hold onto and he almost fell right onto Joey. He stopped himself only a hair-breathes distance from his face. And to Kaiba's horror, Joey's eyes opened. At first they just glanced, then they widened.

"Umm, Kaiba?"

Quickly Kaiba backed off and stood up. He looked away for his face was aflame. "Don't get any stupid ideas, mutt. I can't help it if you weigh a ton." He crossed his arms.

"Always with the mutt thing, you know Kaiba," said Joey, trying to sit up to challenge Kaiba but was struck down with another wave of nausea.

Kaiba sighed, "Don't push it, you'll just over do it. How does you're head feel by the way?"

"Heavy," said Joey, "How else would it feel?"

Kaiba pulled out some Tylenol from his pocket; Joey gave him a weird look. "Hey, I do after all take care of a world wide billion dollar company. I'm not completely immune to headaches."

Joey shrugged and took the Tylenol.

"You can stay here for the night, tomorrow, you're out!"

"You mean you're going to kick lovable Joey out? Even if he's hurt?" said Joey, his eyes pleading.

"Yes," said Kaiba, turning around before Joey could see him blush, "Get some rest, Joey."

Kaiba quickly disappeared from the room, while Joey stared after him.

"He called me…" Joey's face flushed, "It's late, must have been a mishap."

But as Joey tried to sleep, his thoughts kept going to what the other man in just a few rooms from his own, was thinking.