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The creak of the floorboards jolted Kyohei awake, glancing up from the couch cushion he glared sleep hazed eyes, surveying them around the surrounding room. Growling he stumbled to his feet, he couldn't remember anything. Rubbing his Golden eyes, he tried in vain to remember the nights activities, all that was coming up was sitting in a unknown bar talking to a man, he wasn't sure what they had been chatting about, but that didn't matter.

Thinking of it, this was the first time in months that he was sober enough o actually think, he hated himself, by god did he hate himself, the last time he remembered a night's frivolities, he had learned he beat his own son to the point that the boy was rushed to the hospital. He had cried that night, cried harder then anytime before… he had almost killed his son…. His protégée…. His life and blood, a creature that looked the exact image of him, identical in every way.

He might not be a therapist but he was smart enough to recognize the signs, the palpable signs. Katsuya looked so much like him, matching hair colour right down to his eyes and figure, he was a much more attractive, younger form of himself… and Kyohei hated himself. He despised himself right down to the core, he was a sick, self-centred bastard, who drank away all his life savings and destroyed the marriage he had treasured so, and when he was in a drunken rage all he could see was himself, not Katsuya, but him, Kyohei Jounouchi. All those words he had said, they had never been meant for Katsuya they had been towards himself. He had destroyed his own marriage, killed the love the family shared, belittled his own wife to the point she hated herself and needed to get away in order to feel emotions again, he had scared his own daughter, imprinting a terrifying image into her mind of himself, she learnt he was a monster, one to fear.

Feeling the stab of self pity he walked towards the bathroom, his feet froze as they stepped onto the hardwood floor, located in the kitchen. Vomit rose in his throat, he ran to the closest thing, the sink. He emptied his stomach, liquid booze spilling out into the metal hole. He felt sick, blood covered every inch of the dirt sodden kitchen, splattered against the yellowing walls, and dried puddles scattered throughout the room, drag marks were seen as if the wounded person had dragged themselves down the hall, similar drag marks leaded from the hall to the front door disappearing under the closed door.

Panicking he bolted down the hallway, throwing Katsuya's door open with a loud

Nothing. The room was empty, fear stabbed his heart, he hastily checked every room in the small dingy apartment.

He was panicking, becoming more and more frantic, crying out he fell to his knees in the middle of the living room, clutching the necklace he had found laying forgotten on the bed. Tears billowed from his eyes, not caring about manly pride, just releasing the helplessness of his emotions. He had done this, he had forced all the blood shed throughout the apartment, and leading his doubtless dying son to leave, most likely forever.

Clumsily he climbed to his feet, clutching the necklace close to his heart, it being the only lifeline he had to Katsuya, he wobbly walked to the door headed to the place he hoped his son would be at.

Opening the he gasped, stumbling backwards as angry yellow eyes stared him down, a twisted smile appearing across his face.

"I-I'm sorry but I was just leaving you will have to come back another time…" Kyohei managed to stutter little as he took a step towards the door but being blocked by the tall shadowed silhouette. "E-excuse me, please move."

"I am afraid I cant do that" the voice was said as soft as velvet, yet underlined in a deadly tone. Kyohei was stunned for a few more moments, before trying to brush past the man gently, resulting in being pushed back into the apartment, in which he stumbled over an unknown object and fell to the ground. He was weak, weakened by the booze that had infested his system for so long, he was as weak as a child.

"My, My, My…. You really do look like him… or should I say he looks like you." the twisted white smile flittered across the darkened man's face, revealing his straight white teeth. "It's delicious…"

Kyohei's eyes widened as the man walked into the apartment, closing the door behind him, engulfing the room in darkness. Residing from his shock, Kyohei processed what had been said gasping as he realized the man was talking about his son.

"What are you talking about? How do you know Katsuya?" anger filled him at knowing some man knew his son, a man much to old for Kat to possibly know.

"Everyone knows of him my devilish friend." the man stated, locking the door in one swift movement. "You are truly beautiful for a disgusting drunken bastard. More beautiful then I anticipated."

Fear quickly replaced anger as the man stalked towards him, Kyohei quickly slid against the dried blood that littered the floor, his back hitting the wall.

Kyohei wasn't a tall man, reaching just 5'9" so the man before him was menacing, his shadowed figure looked muscular compared to his slightly muscular form, he was muscular yet next to this man he looked definitely weak. He was slim, for the Jounouchi men could eat and drink there life away and still not again a pound due to their extremely fast working metabolism.

Realizing he looked like a whimpering fool, Kyohei tried to stand, but was knocked back down when a foot landed on his stomach, the air leaving him in a large 'hmmph'.

"Don't like it do you?" the elder blonde narrowed his eyes in confusion, not understanding the man. "you don't like it when it's happening to you do you? The pain that you inflicted upon Katsuya is unforgivable… yet I cannot find myself able to harm you as the way I had planned, and believe me, I had something very horrible planned, yet now I cannot go through with it, it would be as if I was hurting my darling Katsuya… so what can I do… do… do"

"What the hell do you mean about Katsuya!?" the man chuckled, the always present smile becoming more twisted as time passed.

"God sent him down to earth, to grace my presence, a beautiful blonde angel for my own." the chuckling turned into a warped insane laugh. "We are soul mates, bound by the red string that connects us."

Kyohei swallowed, rage filling his being, adrenaline pumped through his veins as he leapt to is feet, successfully knocking the man backwards to lay in a heap on the ground, he leapt on the man, straddling his waist and grabbing his collared shirt.

"YOU STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM MY SON!" in a swift movement the positions were reversed leaving Jounouchi Sr. pinned to the ground, arms held high above his head, the man's weight successfully pinned him to the ground. He was to surprised to even realize the man's face was out of the shadows, revealing his attractive features. Kyohei gasped loudly as he focused on the man's face, he knew him, the world knew him, he was the ever so successful owner and creator of A.I. the robotic helpers made for the ailing and lonely. He was-

The thought was cut short as the man above lowered his waist connecting their bodies, golden eyes widened as he felt the man's erection against his thigh, panicking he started to fight, just afflicting a moan from the other.

"I would stop moving Mr. Jounouchi, I want this moment to last." the man released a hand using his other to still hold the latter's arms out of the way. He undid the tie was wear, loosening it slowly, once it was off he used it to tie the blonde man's wrists together, sitting up he looked at the scene, smiling as he stared down at glaring blonde man beneath him. "You see, the other night you were in a similar position, but you were on top, now it is reversed, and this will be your punishment."

He did not see a man, he saw a certain blonde angel teen, which wasn't hard since the man beneath him just looked like a older version of the teen. His mouth watered in anticipation. Bending down he trailed his fingers down the man's neck, relishing in the surprised noise that left him.

"W-what the fuck are you doing!?" it was a mix of fear and anger as he sputtered up at the man.

"Oh Katsuya my love… I am ravishing you."

Anger filled Kyohei, he bucked his hips, hoping to dislodge the man above, said man hissed in pleasure as Kyohei unintentionally rubbed against his throbbing member.

Pleasure clouded everything, his yellow eyes lowered to have mass, revealing his aroused state, finally noticing the look the man took Kyohei stopped moving, sputtering a unheard 'stop', but it was to late the man smashed their mouths together, Kyohei had no time to close his mouth leaving it open as the man thrust his wet tongue into the elders mouth, he roamed his tongue along Kyohei's mouth, sliding ever so often roughly against the other man's tongue.

Kyohei had started to struggle once more, coming out with the same result as before, heightening the man's arousal. Who moaned into the others mouth.

"Katsuya…" he moaned as he rubbed his closed erection against the panicked man's parts. He picked up the pace, pant as he felt the pleasure he was giving himself, growling in satisfaction as he felt the other man's growing arousal, that he was sure the other didn't want in the least. He broke away from the kiss, panting as he reached for Kyohei's pants, who began to widely protest to deaf ears. The pants were effectively ripped open and pulled down, soon after the boxers followed. The man took hold of Kyohei's half hard member, vigorously rubbing it up and down, playing with the tip every few seconds.

Kyohei tried in vain to get away. He was scared, for such a man as himself that was saying a lot, it was getting hard since the man rubbing him down was doing a great job at it too, he stifled a moan, squeezing his eyes shut in embarrassment and fear. He couldn't believe this was happening, a man was going down on him… A MAN! He was not gay, he had been with way to many woman and liked to be in control, yet this was happening.

A mouth close over his penis, he couldn't hide the gasp that left him, it wasn't possible. He wanted it to stop. After awhile of the man coating his penis in his salvia he stopped and pulled away. Kyohei sighed in relief just for that to be ruined when three fingers were shoved into his mouth. He choked and tried to force them out, but they went deeper, he couldn't do anything. He was pinned to the ground, tied by the wrists and a heavy man sat atop him, he was powerless.

The man pulled the fingers out, and before he knew what was happening Kyohei was on his stomach, face pressed against the ground, ass high in the air.

He screamed out in pain as a finger was harshly inserted, the second following in suit, he was harshly stretched, pain tearing through him, he continued to cry out in pain as the third was inserted harshly along side the other two.

He cried in relief when the fingers left him, only to be replaced with a much large searing pain that tore at his ass as the man inserted his penis, the man was using his blood as lubrication. And it felt as if someone was tearing him inside out. He cried out in pain as the man continued to assault his hole.

"Katsuya…" the man moaned again and again as he pounded harshly into the victim below him. It was a mantra he chanted. He reached his orgasm in a blinding of light calling out Katsuya's name as he released.

Pulling out he leaned back and stared down at the broken man in front of him, blood and semen leaking out of his entrance. Tears leaking from his closed eyes.

"If I remember correctly… this is what you had planned for Katsuya that night. How does it feel to be the reciprocator this time. Not very good is it?" he laughed the insane laugh "yes, but now that I have finished with you I must take my leave… and so much you. Goodbye Mr Jounouchi."

Kyohei had no time to react before a knife was at his throat, quickly slicing his throat. He gurgled on the blood, hands clutching his throat as he fell to the ground, blood filling the floor soaking the already blood stained ground. The last words leaving Kyohei's lips were a gurgled "Katsuya…" the man frowned.

"It pains me to see you like this Katsuya-look-a-like" he said to the lifeless body at his feet "but you deserve to rot in hell for your unforgivable crime."

Swiftly he removed the condom from his length, tying the end and stuffing it into his pocket, refusing to leave any evidence of his appearance. It was all done the same as before, he was extra careful that nothing would lead to him being there. He had worn gloves, as to prevent finger prints, and he searched the body and apartment for anything, right down to a hair in the hallway.

Walking out he barely missed the gold necklace that lay harmlessly upon the ground. Once again forgotten.


It had been about a week and a half, his stitches had sunken in and he was being discharged. He felt such relief as he slowly limped out of the hospital, Mokuba and the gang trailing worriedly behind.

"Jounouchi-kun, you shouldn't be walking let me get you a wheelchair" Yugi desperately pleaded.

"No, I am fine. I do not need a wheel chair." Katsuya gave a reassuring smile. "I have been through similar wounds and didn't need one"

"You have never been stabbed, and had your face sliced open before." Honda grumbled, from his left, not pleased that the blonde refused to accept their help. Jou turned and lightly bunched his arm, giving him a face.

"It was a small knife, the doctor said that it barely when in and it missed all vital organs, said I was extremely luck that it was a clean stab wound, and I have had many face wounds… " Jou's face formed a smile.

He felt like today would be better, he felt that today everything would change for the better, that he would go home get his things, then move into the Kaiba estate. He smiled brilliantly, joking along side his friends as they waited for the Kaiba's limo to pull up so it could all take him home to retrieve his thing and then head out.

A light hand touched Katsuya's shoulder, he shrieked and jumped around, gaping at the pain it caused, his friends quickly surrounded him, holding him.

"I'm terribly sorry, but are you Jounouchi Katsuya?" the man was decked out in the official police uniform. His face was set in a grim line, as if he was dreading the answer to be yes.

"Y-yeah…"

"I am Constable Tekeshi Sanjiro, do you mind if we speak" the blonde nodded, to confused to speak, the man's face clouded over and he sighed a heavy sigh. He gently grabbed Jounouchi's arm, leading him to a bench that was a few paces away. Turning his head he stated "I need to speak with Jounouchi-san by himself."

Everyone stood shocked watching the two sit down and the officer open his mouth.


The doors screeched as they automatically slide open in front of Kaiba. Stepping out he looked around in search of his brother and the blonde mutt. Finding his brother he felt relief, that soon fled when he noticed the missing blonde from the annoying group of friends. Walking forwards he reached the group, giving them a quizzical look, Mokuba noticed his look and pointed a finger in the direction of the blonde, who was seated next to a police officer. Raising a brow he turned to Yugi.

"We don't know, he just came up asked if he was Katsuya Jounouchi, then lead him away, he told us he had to talk to Jou privately." Yugi bit his lip worrying animatedly about his friend.

A pained wail filled the air, everyone turned in unison to stare surprised and worried gazes in the blonde's direction. Jounouchi was crumpled on the ground, clutching his stomach and crying his eyes out. The police officer knelt beside him, a gentle hand placed upon his back, a sad look gracing his face.

Without thought Kaiba strode forward, reaching the blonde quickly, everyone following in suit.

"What happened?" Kaiba demanded. The police officer remained silent, eyeing the blonde beside him.

"It is not my place to tell you, Unless Jounouchi-kun wishes it of me…" Jounouchi absently nodded his head, sobbing uncontrollably, Yugi quickly grabbed the blonde, hugging him close, the blonde latched on silently begging for the comfort.

Straightening up he looked over the group of teens. Inhaling he closed his eyes, opening them as he began to talk.

"some of the people living in the same housing unit as Jounouchi-kun claimed a unpleasant smell radiating from their apartment room, and since the death of the landlady, none could complain to her so they phoned the police to ride it. Upon entry to the apartment… a rotting corpse was found"

The group gasped, Yugi clutched Jou closer, tightening a protective embrace.

"Upon further investigation… it was found out that it was Kyohei Jounouchi, Katsuya's father." silence wavered through the small crowd, everyone to shocked to say a word. Katsuya continued to cry feverishly, reduced to a whimpering pool of tears.

"How…" someone began but stopped them self, knowing it wasn't the time or place, yet Katsuya had heard and in a stream of agony bellowed.

"T-they fou-nd him t-tied up, t-throat s-slit and…. And… he … he was raped!"

A collection of horror filled gasp surrounded, Mokuba joining the blonde on the ground to snuggle close to the weeping teen. He pulled out a handkerchief, wiping away the tears from Jounouchi's eyes. Katsuya pulled him into his arms hugging both Yugi and Mokuba tightly.

"It would be best if one of you took him to your house, it is best for him to not be out like this… I will be by to retrieve him, so I can arrange a home for him to live in."

"He already has a home" Kaiba inputted, voice unwavering and authority rang. "He will be living with me and my family. I have it all worked out, Doctor Kuma has contacted the station and they should have recorded everything by now."

"I'll have to look into that, but I believe you Mr. Kaiba." realizing he hadn't introduced himself the man cleared his throat. "I am Constable Tekeshi Sanjiro, I am in charge of the investigation." taking out a business card he handed it to Kaiba. "I will call you once I find the recorded information about the adoption of Katsuya Jounouchi."

Bending down he said his condolences, and gently rubbed Katsuya's back, telling him he would see him again. Standing he nodded his head to the rest and walked off towards his awaiting vehicle.

Kaiba watched the man drive away, then turned his gaze back to the balling blonde. A honk was heard as the limo pulled up, sighing in relief he walked to the hunched over blonde, placing a gently hand on his shoulder, he eased his other arm under the teen, lifting him bridal style into his arms, Kat gasp through his sobs staring wide eyed at the brunette that was walking them towards the waiting limo, deciding it was alright he cuddled into Kaiba's black shirt, continuing on with his crying. Kaiba held him closer, sliding cautiously into the limo, minding the blonde's throbbing wounds. He carefully sat, letting his hold go, he slide the blonde onto the seat beside him but the teen clung steady, not releasing his tight hold on the brunette's arm. Everyone scurried in, seating themselves around the limo, sending sympathetic looks to the weeping blonde. Mokuba sat as close as he could, making sure he was touching Katsuya in some way, Yugi mimicking him on his other side.

He felt angry on the blonde's behalf, his friends shouldn't be giving him sympathetic looks, they should be trying their best, like Yugi, Mokuba, and Honda.

Honda was sitting on Yugi's other side, crying silently. Kaiba knew the spiky haired teen hated him, yet for Jounouchi's own safety he had agreed to let him live in the Kaiba mansion, even though he could have fought to have the blonde stay with his family and now he was crying, not for Jou's father but Jou himself. The others could all burn if he cared, but his opinion on the other brunette skyrocketed.

The ride home was awkward to say the least. The guy he saw as a nuisance, crying and whimpering beside him. He had never thought this would come to be, in fact he never though any of this would happen. Jounouchi had looked like he came from a nice home, minus the bad neighbourhood, and him being in a gang, Seto thought those were all just teen rebelled actions, he was far from the truth.


Hours had passed since everyone left, he was laying emotionless, tucked deep under the feather-down comforter. He had been placed in the bed minutes after arriving, Mokuba had silently followed him in and was now tucked softly into his arms, his own wrapped around Jounouchi. A slow stream of tears still leaked from his eyes, soaking his pillow but he didn't care, he hurt to much too care.

His mind kept conjuring up images of his father's death, what it had looked like, and what he must have felt, he kept imagining his father screaming for help, and him not being there to save him.

"I-it's…it's… all … my …. Fault." squeezing his eyes shut, he pulled Mokuba closer, hiding his face in the messy black hair. Said child snuggled closer.

Katsuya hiccupped, images of his father's death dancing through his mind, 'it's your fault' echoing throughout his head.

"I-it's … my … fault…"

"No it's not." Katsuya jumped, turning his head to stare at the CEO standing beside the bed. "Jounouchi, it is not your fault. You had no involvement what so ever, so stop blaming yourself, stop trying to be everyone's hero… you are the one in need of saving. " the bed dipped as Kaiba sat beside the blonde. "Jounouchi… your father wouldn't blame you for this, under all that booze is a man that truly loves you, and I am positive that it is."

Kaiba was about to stand when a hand reached out and grabbed his arm, turning he looked at Katsuya's hand, then shifting his gaze to the others face. A foreign light shone in his Honey-gold eyes, as he pulled Kaiba's arm closer.

"W-will… will you stay with us?" Katsuya steadied his voice the best he could, pleading with the teen beside him to stay.

It was weird, Kaiba wanted to stay, he actually wanted to crawl into the warm bed beside his brother and the Jounouchi. It felt strange, the hand on his arm was warm and gentle. Sighing he shifted, pulling the bed sheets aside and climbing in the bed along side his brother and Jounouchi, Mokuba fitting in the middle.

A small smile lifted Jounouchi's sorrowed face, he slid his hand down Kaiba's arm, grabbing his hand and squeezed it. He was enveloped in slumber quickly, tears glistening down his cheek where the gash was but a large scab, no doubt to become a ominous scar.

It was unreal, him laying in bed, holding Katsuya Jounouchi's hand and sleeping beside his kid brother. He fell asleep thinking this, a quirky smile upon his lips.

If anyone else was to witness the three, they would think them a family. Mother, Father, and son. The thing Katsuya wanted most in the world, to be part of a loving family.

And for once there was no yellow eyes staring through a window, the night was quiet, peaceful… for now that is.


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