WARNING(S): Some character ages have been modified for the story. Some family relations and relationships have been altered to fit the story line better. Coarse Language

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My apologies for not updating. There really isn't a valid excuse I have so, I'm offering you guys some digital cookies! XD thanks for the continuous support - enjoy!

Five thirty sharp, a piercing sound rang through the air. A tall brunette sat up, pounded his fist down on the clock to stop its racket. He stood and sluggishly dragged himself into the bathroom, cranking the cold water on to force himself to wake up.

He washed as usual before slipping out. He re-entered his room from the private washroom and went to his dresser and slipped on a pair of sweats and a muscle shirt.

Just like every other morning he stood in front of his mirror, fixed his attire, combed his hair and left his room. He took the many flights down to the basement where he had his workout room. He didn't know why he bothered, using the stairs was enough of a damn work out. Were they ever going to fix those damn elevators?

Seto stretched before heading over to the treadmill, his music at the ready, earbuds in. He set the speed and started, music filling his ears as he concentrated on running.

Meanwhile the lobby was graced with the presence of one Joey Wheeler before noon. Actually, it was just after seven in the morning. He walked in, without pants. Richard nearly hit the floor. "Mister Wheeler!"

"Hey Jeeves, 'sup?"

"...where are your, undergarments?"

"My what?"

"Your pants! Mister Wheeler, your pants are missing."

Joey actually forgot he didn't have them, that's how comfortable in his body he felt. "Well actually it's a long story, you don't happen to have a pair I could borrow do you?"

Richard smirked ever so slightly, "I do, but you're not using them."

"Ooh Jeeves, that's cold bro." A fit of giggles was heard from behind a closed over door. None other than Mokuba Kaiba poked his head out, his bright eyes just blinking in disbelief. This guy was seriously in his... underwear. Ooh this wouldn't go over well with his brother at all.

"Morning Moki." Seto stepped into the room in his gym gear, a towel around his shoulders. He rubbed his hand on the other's head affectionately, messing up his hair. He turned and stiffened. "Where the hell are your pants?" Seto rolled his eyes. He noticed Mokuba staring and growled, covering his eyes.

Joey sighed, "Actually that's quite a long story I'd rather not get into, but while we're on the topic of clothing, what happened to your suit and tie, hmm?" Not that he was complaining in the slightest. Wait, he wasn't grossed out seeing a bit more of another dude than he saw yesterday. . . but then again he was just comfortable period so it probably didn't bother him much. Sure. That was it.

"I was working out. I'm gonna eat and grab my second shower. You joining?" He paused. That didn't come out right at all. Mokuba let out a howl of a laugh. "That's not what I meant!"

Joey shrugged his shoulders as he grinned, "I'm all for saving the environment and water consumption. By the way, you have a pair of pants I can borrow, shower buddy? I'll make sure ya scrub behind your ears. And balls."

Richard's eyes widened, "Mr. Wheeler!"

Joey shrugged yet again, "What?! Some guys tend to forget, I'm just reminding him that's all. And don't you forget either kid, one day yours will start not to smell like roses."

Seto's cheeks flushed and he sputtered. "I mean breakfast! I meant joining us for breakfast! You are not permitted within ten yards of my bathroom!" Sharon snickered on her way out to the reception. Ten minutes together and Joey already had Seto all flustered.

Joey blushed this time, he only had a small breakfast at Yugi's before leaving, he didn't like to eat poor Grandpa out of house and game shop. So he skipped out quite a bit, he did have an appetite. "I dunno... my appetite is vicious, I don't know if your savings account can handle it."

Seto smirked. "Please, I'm sure there's plenty of food, Joseph." He motioned the other to follow, heading into the kitchen. His phone went off and he flipped it open. "Seto Kaiba." He paused and a sigh left him. "It's about damn time! I called you two months ago about the elevato- What?" He barked. "No one wants to fix it? Why the hell not?" He waited. "I am not an asshole! Well screw you too! We'll walk up the damn stairs!" he snapped the phone shut, muttering to himself. "Marcy!" He snapped. A woman jumped and squeaked.

"Yes Mr. Kaiba?"

"Find a new Elevator company! We'll build it from scratch if we have to!"

"Yes Mr. Kaiba!"

Joey could hardly hold the urge to smirk, but he and Mokuba shared a glance and both chuckled in unison.

"Anyways, there's food in the cupboards, fridges and freezers. Help yourself." Seto pulled a pre-made salad out of the fridge and plopped down with a fork.

"Don't worry… there's plenty of salad to go around." Mokuba said with irritation.

"Wait a damn second," Joey broke the blissful silence that Seto didn't mind lingering around. "Salad? You're eating salad. Honestly... I don't know about you, but a growing boy needs protein. Real protein, from meats. What's up with this... celery, lettuce, baby cherry tomato...breeding ground of a rabbit's food dish is this? Now keep in mind I'm not complaining, I'm just defending the boy here." He gave Mokuba a smile, who returned it.

Seto's crunching filled the area as he finished chewing at a leisurely pace. "He has tofu. Besides, Fridays he gets his choice of a dinner. He generally picks an all meat dish. I'd much prefer my salads." He stated matter of factly before returning to munching on his breakfast.

Joey sighed, eating some salad here and there. He then glanced over at him, "I see what this is. You think I'm fat. I need a diet if I'm going to be around for a little bit, hmm? Well that's kinda rude."

Seto chocked and stared. "You are not fat! You have a great body- wait no, that didn't come out right either." He groaned out. First he asks Wheeler to shower with him, now he tells him he has a good body! Just perfect.

Joey smirked, "I don't think anything ever comes out right when you want it to. But thanks, your bod is pretty great too. Although all my friends, well one - goes on about how the junk in my trunk is over flowing." He patted his butt. "So it's probably best that I have salad while I'm here. And I really do appreciate it, thanks."

Seto's eyes darted towards the other's rear, an involuntary shiver running through his body. He did have a nice ass. He cleared his throat. "Moki, take the left over ribs to school." He offered. He couldn't remember the last time he sent Mokuba with meat to school.

Mokuba grinned, this was almost like Christmas. "Really?! Awesome!"

Joey's mouth dropped, "You guys had ribs? Where was my invite then? I guess I should be here round the clock to get the benefits." He mused, but finished up his salad already. "So, what's on the agenda for today?"

Mokuba thought about it, "Wait... Seto, there's no school today."

"Hmm, no curricular activities? Is Tennis done then?" He seemed in thought. "Right, I went to the last game two weeks ago. Alright, save it for lunch then." He placed his dishes in the sink. "I've got to grab a shower and get dressed. I'm later than I'd like to be." He stood up very calmly, even though his insides were screaming. He was late to work!

Joey brought his own dishes to the sink right behind Seto, who turned quickly and was nearly skin-to-skin with him. "Hey, slow down for a second. Just a second." Joey told him, stepping aside so he could leave if he wanted to. He rinsed his dish at the sink, having taken Mokuba's as well.

Seto's eyes darted down before snapping away. When the butt he was staring at wiggled, he then shifted uncomfortably. "I'm gonna shower." He mumbled.

"Make sure it's a cold one, Mr. Kaiba."

"Oh shut up Richard." Seto glared at him. It wasn't until he left the room, that Joey high-fived Richard.

"Nice one Jeeves."

Mokuba didn't quite catch what went on, but it was something to be proud of apparently. "So... my brother didn't say what you were supposed to do today."

"He didn't, that's right. What's up?"

Mokuba shifted, "Could you maybe help me with my homework?"

Joey chuckled, until he realized Mokuba was serious. "What, me? You know how smart your brother is right? My brain's non-existent compared to his."

Mokuba gave a slight nod.

"Hey! You weren't supposed to agree."

The younger boy shrugged, "You said it. Besides, he's way too busy to help me out with homework. But you have time so..."

Joey shrugged, "I can try. But I was never very good at Sam's bed."

"...bedmas?"

"I said that."

Richard tidied up the table where the three had sat down moments ago. "I don't believe Sam said he was good in her bed." He turned to high-five Joey once more, when apparently the momentum wasn't correct.

"Ha, ha - no." He narrowed his eyes, but Mokuba laughed and he couldn't help but to be amused as well. Right now, his first duty of the day was helping out with homework best he could. At least he'd have a legit excuse should Seto be upset about any 'tardiness'. . .

Seto frowned as he sat down in front of his mountain of paperwork. It was starting to get pointless. He'd lost his passion long ago when his company went from Duel Monsters to mostly paper work. He remembered designing the actual disks. He missed his technology. He looked over to the bookcase and felt the itch start. He double checked no one was around and hit the intercom.

"Sharon, hold all my calls."

"Yes Mr. Kaiba." He slipped out of his chair and pulled a book, the case opening. He slipped into the dark room and flipped on the light.

"Kally! Activate Project C72E!"

"Activating Project C72E" His computer called out. He turned to a wall and pulled down a container, sitting in his chair as his newest Kaiba Corp creation's blue prints landed on the screen. He opened the container and popped a gummy bear in his mouth. If Mokuba knew he had a stash, he'd kill Seto for not sharing.

Seto typed a few things in, shouting orders here and there at the computer system he created and perfected. It was even better than his last one. He glanced to the side and did a double take. Did he seriously just eat an entire container of gummy bears? He blushed and cleared his throat.

"Kally, save and enter sleep mode!"

"Yes, Mr. Kaiba."

He slipped back out and into the vacant office, sitting back down at his desk and checking the time. Apparently he missed lunch. Well technically he had gummy bears for lunch. There was a knock at the door and he sighed. "Come in." He called out in a calm tone.

The familiar blonde strolled into the office, "Jeeves told me he was going for a break, which I don't understand how he's entitled to it and I'm not. Something about being better looking and 'not' holding onto his groin?" He shrugged, the matter was irrelevant. "So what'd y-" he stopped right in his tracks, seeing something out of the corner of his eyes. Was that a secret passage of some type?

Seto's brows furrowed and he followed the other's line of vision. Blue eyes widened and he lunged for the door, praying that Wheeler wouldn't get there first.

But to his avail, Joey did reach it first. Swinging it over. The lights automatically flickering on, the modems starting up and showing the main screen. "Whoa! This is amazing. Is this a whole awesome like, computer system? Does she have a suggestive voice? Can you program her to call me a sexy beast? Ooh, gummies! Don't mind if I do." The blonde reached in a hidden container and pulled out a handful of gummies. "Love these tasty little buggers."

"Mr. Kaiba? Is there an intruder?" Kally's voice slipped across the room. "Should I initiate the gas?"

"No!" Seto said quickly. Last thing he needed was a vomiting dog on his hands. "And don't eat those!" He yanked the container away from Joey, holding it close. "They're mine!"

Joey shrugged, "You can't live on gummies alone, Mr. Kaiba, and Kally, you sound quite lovely." Wait, he didn't just hit on the computer, did he? He hoped it wouldn't bring him to a nerdy level. "Anyways, you sir - missed lunch." He poked Seto's chest.

A blush swept across pale cheeks and he scowled. "I wasn't hungry." He put the gummies back on their shelf.

Joey listened for a moment, Seto's stomach growled almost as loud as he himself did. "If you don't come and have a decent lunch, Mokuba and I will come raid your gummy collection." Threatening might work if persuading wouldn't.

Seto paused and sighed. "Fine. I'll come eat provided you keep this to yourself. If Mokuba knew I was stashing sweets, he'd kill me." He muttered, looking off to the side.

He looked up at Seto, noticing he was looking sluggish compared to yesterday. "Well, you don't have to, but I thought it'd be nice. Your brother's been asking about you. He's worried. I think it's sweet." He shut the secret passage and straightened up a slanted book upon the shelf.

"Yeah, He worries too much. Perhaps something light wouldn't hurt." He nodded in agreement, and headed off with Joey.

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