Thanks for the favs, alerts and reviews. In this chapter the two will begin living each others' lives, or at least attempting to. Enjoy.

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Kaiba scowled as he walked down the street, kicking a can along the way. He received stares from passerbies, possibly wondering what could be upsetting the normally enthusiastic blond boy. He came to a stop as he spotted Muto's game shop. It hadn't changed since the last time he went there, which was back before Duelist Kingdom. Letting out a sigh he reluctantly approached the shop and entered through the front door. Yugi, along with his grandfather and friends looked up and smiled at him.

"Hello Joey," Solomon greeted, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," Kaiba answered, trying to force a smile, "I'm fine."

Normally the CEO could play a pretty good poker face, but his fake smile just didn't look natural on Joey's features. Yugi and the others could tell he was lying.

"So I'm guessing things didn't go well with the dean," Tristan spoke up.

"You can say that again," Kaiba muttered under his breath.

Tea gasped.

"She didn't call your dad, did she?" she asked.

Kaiba shook his, well, Joey's head.

"Thankfully, no."

"Say, aren't you supposed to go home and clean the house?" Yugi inquired.

Kaiba couldn't help but feel a wave of relief. Finally, an opportunity to get away from the geek squad.

"Oh, yes, you're right!" Kaiba answered, "I'd better get going!"

"Okay Joey, see you later," Yugi said.

Kaiba waved and quickly turned around and left the shop. He let out a sigh as he walked back towards the high school, near where the Wheeler residence was. So far he hadn't blown his cover or caused any harm. He hoped that things were going well with Joey in his shoes.

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Joey kicked back in the limo he had called up using Kaiba's cell phone. His legs were stretched out over the seats and he had his arms crossed over his torso. The driver looked at the boy in the rear-view mirror in confusion. His teenage employer normally wasn't so relaxed.

The boy sat up and looked out the window. The vehicle had passed a large cast iron gate and was now driving up to a mansion. He'd known Kaiba was rich, but actually seeing the mansion astounded him. The best part: it was all his!

Joey practically ran up the steps once the driver opened his door, but he quickly reminded himself that Kaiba didn't usually run. As calmly as he could he opened the front door and walked inside. The sight of burgundy carpeting and vertically striped walls greeted him. He couldn't help but gawk at the sight of the mahogany staircase and the large blue couch sitting in front of him. The lack of a television set or stereo showed him that he was standing in the entrance room. He couldn't even begin to imagine what the other rooms must look like.

Mokuba walked downstairs, still wearing his school uniform. Joey had half forgotten that Kaiba had enrolled him at the high school the previous year. The younger Kaiba spotted him and smiled.

"Seto!" he greeted, running towards him, "I'm glad you're finally home."

"Me too," Joey said as he continued looking around.

Mokuba bit his lip and rubbed the back of his neck.

"I, um, I know you're probably about to go to the office, but, do you think maybe you could help me with my homework?"

Joey blinked. He wasn't a complete moron, but he still struggled with his own work. He realized though that Mokuba was below his grade, so he could probably figure it out.

"Sure thing," he replied.

The young boy's eyes glistened like the lights on a Christmas tree.

"Thanks Seto!"

"No problem. Now, bring me the work."

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Kaiba stared in appall at the sight before him. He had just entered the home of his enemy and saw the mess that was the Wheeler living room. Clothes and crumbs were piled up on the couch, muddy boots sat by the closet door, and a pile of beer cans lay on the coffee table. His eye twitched as he heard somebody moving around in one of the back rooms; at least, he hoped it was a someone and not something.

A lanky blond haired man walked in from one of the rooms. He brushed his bangs away from his brown eyes with his left hand while he clutched a beer can in his right. He scowled at the young man standing before him.

"Well it's about time you got home!" he growled, "This house was supposed to be cleaned this morning!"

"Why didn't you just do it?" Kaiba snapped without thinking.

Mr. Wheeler glared at him.

"I've been working all day!" he yelled, "I have to work from dusk till dawn to support you and your sister! The least you can do is show me some damn respect!"

Kaiba held his breath. Whenever his step father got angry he would have to endure physical and mental punishment. He doubted that Mr. Wheeler was the same way, but he wasn't about to anger someone that had parental authority and had been drinking.

"Yes sir," he caved, "I'll clean up right away."

"Thank you," Mr. Wheeler spat, "It's about time!"

With that the older man went back into his bedroom and slammed the door. Kaiba sighed and went into the kitchen, rummaging through the cupboards to try and find a garbage bag.

'I'll need a bigger bag,' Kaiba thought to himself as he looked at the Wheeler home.

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Joey sat at Mokuba's desk completely dumbfounded. He probably should've figured that the younger Kaiba would be doing advanced work, but there was no going back now. Mokuba looked up at the person he thought was his brother and noticed the pained look on his face.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

Joey jumped in his chair and turned to face him.

"Uh, yeah, I just…I can't believe how easy this work is!" he lied.

"So what's the answers Seto?"

Joey's eyes widened. He bit his lip, failing to hide his nervousness.

"Uh…I, uh, I can't give you the answer!" he drawled, "That would be…uh, cheating."

Mokuba rubbed the back of his neck.

"Yeah, you're right," he agreed, to which Joey sighed in relief. "So, can you show me how to find the answers?"

At that point, the young man wanted to disappear. He has no idea what the answers were, much less how to find them. He realized though that if Kaiba's little brother couldn't figure it out, he could just make it up as he went along. He grinned at his genius.

"Of course," Joey said, "Watch and learn!"

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Kaiba wiped the sweat of his forehead as he examined his work. The living room and kitchen were now spotless. Mr. Wheeler stepped out of his room and looked around.

"Nice work," he complimented, "Now I can actually sit on the couch."

"Thanks," Kaiba said, "Now I just need to clean my bedroom."

"Good luck," Mr. Wheeler said as he moved towards the couch.

The young CEO couldn't help but wonder, and worry, what his rival's room looked like. If it had been Wheeler that wrecked the living room and not his father, he was in for a nasty surprise. He reluctantly walked towards the door next to that of Mr. Wheeler's room. He placed his hand on the knob and turned slowly, as if some horrible creature were on the other side, and for all he knew, there could be one.

"Hey, I'm gonna go hit the bar down the road," Mr. Wheeler called, "I'll be back later."

Kaiba just nodded in response as the front door opened and closed. Finally, he was rid of that headache. He opened the door to Wheeler's bedroom and stared at the sight before him.

If the living room and dining room had been hit by a tornado, then his rival's room had been hit by a meteor. Clothes, magazines and soda cans cluttered the room, covering up whatever carpeting there may have been. Kaiba suspected that if anyone was unfortunate enough to fall down, they probably wouldn't ever be found. The only thing remotely organized what the deck of cards on his rival's nightstand. Kaiba clutched onto the trash bag in his hands, thinking that he could be better off just throwing a match into the room and letting the flames take care of everything.

'Well,' he thought with a shudder, 'better get to work.'

A/N: I actually know something whose room was as messy as Joey's, well, two people actually, and when my brother spent the night at one of their houses the person fell down and my brother couldn't find them for a few minutes. It was crazy. Feel free to leave a review.