"Wow, Grandpa. You sure look awfully busy right now," Yugi said cheerfully as he burst through the doors of the barren, empty game shop, "you need help with anything?"

"No, no. I am quite alright."

"But Grandpa, you're just so busy! Can I at least get you something to eat?"

Grandpa froze. Maybe this was harder than it looked. He already was hungry after not eating for his first five hours, and how could he say no to his grandson's sweet little face?

"Grandpa? Grandpa?"

Grandpa didn't speak. He only stood there, sweating and nervously wringing his hands.

"Grandpa, are you dying?"

He supposed he needed to say something now. If Yugi became too concerned, he might make Grandpa stop with his "diet", and if Grandpa stopped his diet, he would get even fatter, and Seto Kaiba wouldn't love him.

"No, Yugi. I am fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Just leave me alone!"

Rolling his eyes, Yugi passed his grandpa and went up the stairs. Though he'd never admit it, he was kind of glad that Grandpa started acting the way he did. He wasn't eating, he wasn't talking, and he certainly wasn't happy to see his grandson; signs like these could show that Grandpa was on the verge of death.

"It's about damn time," Yugi thought to himself, "I'm so sick of always having to take care of him, and even if he does give the best rimjobs ever, it's just not worth it anymore."

Slamming the door to his room, he thought back upon the memories of him and his grandpa…

***

"Hey Grandpa…" Yugi said slyly, pushing his shoulder against Grandpa's cheek, "Joey and Tristan left, so I don't think there will be anymore customers for the day. Maybe we can close up early and you can lick me again, just like we always do when we don't have any customers?"

He wiggled his eyebrows.

"Yugi, you had gym class today, right?"

"Yeah… why do you ask?"

"Was Kaiba there?"

"I think so."

"Was he naked?"

"Probably at one point, but I didn't see. He already bought his own locker room, since he doesn't like it when people look at his dick."

Grandpa sighed sadly. Disappointment faced him yet again.

"Don't feel bad, Grandpa. I'll always love you."

"Oh, Yugi. I love you too…"

He locked the doors, took Yugi by the hand, and led him upstairs. Kaiba might have been rich and famous, but Grandpa knew that Yugi would love him for who he was.

***

"I can't believe I ever thought that," Grandpa said quietly to himself, also reveling in the memory, "what a fool I was."

Not long after that specific incident, Grandpa realized that even his own grandson saw him as fat, disgusting, and worthless.

He leaned his forehead against the window pensively. All this time, he thought that Yugi liked it when he rimmed him, but on that day, Yugi struck him with a devastating confession.

***

"Before we do this…" Grandpa ran calloused hands along Yugi's thighs, "I need to ask you something."

"What is it?" Yugi panted. Sweat ran down all of his body, and Grandpa could tell he was becoming very impatient.

"Well, Yugi, what would you say to… uh…" he drew in a breath, wondering why he was so nervous, "would you like it if I did it from the front this time? It's just that I want you to see me while I'm tongue-fucking you. I want to know that you really love me."

"Grandpa, you know I love you, but not like that. Now fucking bend me over on my hands and knees before I have a spasm!"

Grandpa thrust a forceful hand onto Yugi's chest, "what do you mean… 'not like that'!?"

"I'm not really comfortable with looking down and seeing your face buried in my ass. I mean, you're my grandpa."

Grandpa slowly moved away, his eyes welling with tears.

"You don't… want… to see me?"

"Oh Grandpa, don't take it like that! I just think that it would distract me from that velvety tongue of yours."

"Bull shit! It's because you think I'm fat and ugly, don't you!?"

"No, Grandpa! You're not! I just would rather not think about incest when you're—"

"Stop trying to make me feel better with your lies!" he sobbed, on his lonesome way out the door, "Just tell me the truth, Yugi! All I want is the truth!"

"But Grandpa—"

***

"Grandpa! Grandpa!"

He first thought it was Yugi who pulled him out of his daze, but looking down, he realized that a different screaming little boy was trying to catch his attention.

"Grandpa, help! My big brother's fallen and he can't get up!"

"Mokuba, that's terrible! What happened?"

"We—" Mokuba suddenly grew very shy; he looked at the floor and blushed furiously, "I… just found him in the bathroom completely passed out, but that doesn't matter, Grandpa! You're the only one who can save him!"

"You sound like you're hiding something… what really happened?"

"I'M NOT HIDING ANYTHING!"

Grandpa left his place from behind the counter to kneel down and take Mokuba's face into his hands.

"Don't be afraid, Mokuba. You can trust me; you can tell me anything. This is a ~safe zone~," he moved in even closer, his face almost touching the boy's, "so tell me, has your brother been… touching you inappropriately?"

Reluctantly, Mokuba nodded. Seconds later, Grandpa stood back up and kicked him.

"YOU BITCH!"

Mokuba sunk to the ground, "W-what did I do…?"

"WHEN ARE YOU EVER GOING TO UNDERSTAND THAT I DON'T LIKE PEOPLE TOUCHING MY THINGS!"

Mokuba glanced around the shop, trying to figure out what he had messed up on accident. Nothing looked broken; all the special cards were carefully sealed away in their display case…

"TELL ME WHERE YOUR BROTHER IS AND THEN GO AWAY!"

"He's in the car… you're not going to hurt him, are you?"

"IF YOU DON'T GO AWAY RIGHT NOW I'M GOING TO HURT YOU!"

Mokuba screamed and ran out the door, with Grandpa following closely behind. He smiled evilly as the limo came into his view. When he approached the door, his hands were trembling.

Grandpa took a deep breath and pulled the door open, eager to see his precious.

***

Now bathed and wrapped up in a blanket, Joey sat on that same couch. He still was busy contemplating what had just happened to him, not that he could do much else. It hurt him enough already just to sit motionless; he wished Kaiba was there to kiss it better, even though it was all his fault to begin with. Except Kaiba probably wouldn't be able to do so; he was even more weak and helpless himself.

Joey heard the door start to open. He hoped it was Kaiba, and that Kaiba would be there crying and begging for Joey's forgiveness, telling him that maybe he was right all along, and Joey would take him in and tell him how much he loved him, thinking that maybe Kaiba could be helped until another dead baby turned up three months later and the whole thing started all over again. At least that would help him feel better for a while.

He stared eagerly as Mokuba slipped into the room.

"Joey…" the boy's face was flushed; he looked upset, "Joey, I'm worried about my big brother."

"What happened? Did he rape you?"

"Of course not!" he walked out of the doorway and towards Joey on the couch, "everyone knows that it's not rape if you like it!"

Joey sighs, "what about if you let someone do it because you feel sorry for them?"

Mokuba shrugged and sat on the other end. Joey winced as he felt the cushions shift from underneath him.

"Haven't you noticed how Seto's… changed? Like, how he's getting so skinny; he said he's been eating, but—"

"He's not, Mokuba. He's too scared to even swallow after a blowjob."

"I know, right!? But today, he…" Mokuba suddenly looked very worried again, and quickly shifted his gaze to the ground without speaking. Joey quickly became very worried as well. The tension in the room gave him the notion that something serious might've happened.

He leaned forward, "Mokuba, what did he do to you?"

"It's not what he did to me… it's what he didn't do. Seto couldn't make it to the end."

"What do you mean… he couldn't make it?" tears started to well up in Joey's eyes.

"He passed out, right after screaming about how he was almost about to come. Maybe it was too much?"

"Is he okay!?"

"I think so; he's still breathing. I took him to Grandpa's."

"Why the hell did you take him to Grandpa's!? Grandpa doesn't even like him! Why didn't you send him to the hospital!?"

"Because that would make sense. And Grandpa seemed very eager to help out anyway, even though he yelled at me. That's why I can't stay with my brother right now," Mokuba started crying. He leaned into Joey, and as much as it pained him, Joey couldn't ever tell him to stop, "I didn't have anywhere else to go, Joey! I have nowhere to go, and nobody understands! NOBODY UNDERSTANDS ME!!! NOBODY UNDERSTANDS MY PAIN!!!"

Joey gently wrapped his arms around Seto's brother.

"It's okay, baby…" he whispered, stroking Mokuba's hair, "I understand…"

He looked back up at Joey endearingly, "really?"

"Really. And no matter what happens to Seto…" he pulled Mokuba up so their faces were level with one another, "I will always be there for you."

Mokuba kissed him passionately, once again bursting into tears.