A/N – This is a Seto/Joey yaoi fan fiction. If you don't like, don't read. The title of the fic and ideas are from the song 'Fix You' by Coldplay, seeing as from day one of listening to it, I found it to be so inspiring and made it easy to write a story. So have a read, maybe review! Positive and negative reviews are welcome, always open to a bit of constructive criticism. But no flames because of the pairings or just because the idea of it doesn't take to your liking, thankyou.

Disclaimer – I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, any of the characters or the song 'Fix You'. Hell if I did, I'd be rich! But I don't…And I also do not own thee masterpiece of a screenplay for 'The Talented Mr Ripley'. Oh I wish I did and wish I had the imagination for it but then I would've ruined the ending and made Peter and Tom live happily ever after. So yes, I think you get the gist of it.

Summary – Find out just how Joey Wheeler has been allowing Kaiba to see the good things.

NOTE: This chapter is going to flit between POV's unlike the other chapters. It'll make sense when you read it.

Domino High

Joey Wheeler's POV

I sat at my desk in a hurry with five minutes to spare before school began. It had seemed that staying up till four AM brainstorming just for Kaiba's sake wasn't such a hot idea with school the next day, but nevertheless, here I was bright and early...and slowly...falling...asleep. On my desk.

"Joseph Wheeler?" The teacher said, but in my sleepy state I was sure I never heard it. "JOEY WHEELER!" She was shouting at me now, causing me to lift my head in a quick, panicked motion and then grin at the teacher.

"Here, miss." I said, grinning like a maniac, praying that this was a good morning for my tutor.

"Joseph, you should really get a few early nights in! It's getting ridiculous now!" She said, sounding concerned for me. But she was right, I wasn't getting nearly enough sleep, either from lack of organisation, getting restless nights from dreams about Kaiba that I was sure I shouldn't be having, or also falling under the spell of insomnia. It was not a feeling I really enjoyed, you know, being so tried and helpless, but today something was different. Today I was on a mission and today I would succeed. Kaiba wanted to know the good things about himself and I had picked out a good few. He would find out over the course of the day, if all going to plan, and he would remember. By god he would remember or he would have hell to pay! I had rounded up Yugi and some random girl to help me. There was no way I could ask anyone else, if Tristan or Téa found out he was sure his life wouldn't be worth living. If there were ever two people who hated Kaiba more than anyone, they were them. I thought it was sad for them to display so much hate just for one person, but granted, he did deserve most of it, being a bastard to them all the time.

But I didn't have time to worry about that, Kaiba had once intimidated me and had complete control over me on the roof, but today I was in control, I was calling the shots and it felt fantastic, it felt great to know that he didn't have the upper hand in this situation and that he had practically begged for it. It was an exhilarating feeling that I couldn't help but show on my face to anyone that passed me.

Registration had ended and in my state of mind I hadn't listened to a single word, it was amazing I'd even heard the bell, but here we are. I sped out into the corridor determined not to miss Kaiba; if I missed my chance now and ruined the timing then the rest of the day would, inevitably, fall to pieces.

And then I saw him, well rather I saw the trench coat tailing behind him, leaving something similar to the parting of the red sea in his wake. It always baffled me how his coats stayed like that, but I never bothered to question it seeing as it never came up. It was one of those things I pondered during study hall when I was bored. It also bothered me that he was so into himself that he thought he was above school rules, never wearing the uniform. Well I suppose he was above school rules seeing as he probably wrote half of them but still, it would be nice to see Kaiba try and be some kind of equal to every other poor suffering soul in this place. I only ever saw him wear his uniform once and that was on a presentation day when we got certificates for the first real exams we would ever do, exams that actually meant something. If I pulled off my plan, I thought, maybe I could persuade him to wear it, he looked so normal in it. Maybe that was when I began to fall for him, when I saw him as an equal, as one of us. It would have made sense seeing as a week before I hated his guts and loved to hate him and then a week after I was dreaming about him and what it would be like if we ever got together or if he could return my feelings. I cringed when I thought back to those days, those days of crushing on a cute guy. It was enough to make me sound like Serenity at times!

Yugi was to help me with the first part of the day and sure enough as if on cue, there he was, walking up to Kaiba in some attempt to convince him to partake in a conversation, heaven forbid.

"Hey Kaiba!" Yugi said, cheerfully as he reached Kaiba's locker.

"What do you want?" Kaiba stated, ice in his tone. He clearly didn't want to be disturbed, and by the one person he really couldn't stand after being defeated so many times by Yugi, it was hardly surprising he sounded emotionless.

"Oh err not much, just wanted to say hi!" Yugi grinned and his eyes sparkled, it was his trick, Yugi's little party trick, grin and sparkle and anyone would be drawn in! I knew that Kaiba, no matter how hard he tried to fight it would be there for a few more seconds just watching Yugi, so I took that as the moment to cut in.

"Oh hey Yug', what are you doing here?" I asked, putting my arm around my friend's shoulders while smiling at Kaiba, sickeningly.

"I don't have time for this. Why would I waste my time standing here with you idiots?" Kaiba said, shutting his locker loudly, making a point and then turning to leave, until I grabbed his arm. He stopped suddenly and I knew I had done it, I had made him angry and all I could do was smirk. I wanted to keep a straight face but a smirk was all I could manage. I was pretty impressed with myself considering I was itching to erupt into full blown laughter.

"Because I've got something you want." I stated confidently. It was true, he asked me a question and I had the answer. Simple.

But he just frowned at me as he wiped his sleeve where I had grabbed him a few moments before, and then he changed to look at me in a questioning manner.

"And just why would I want anything from you, Wheeler?" He sneered, clearly trying to get the better of me.

"Because you asked for it, Kaiba."

This caught him by surprise, I could tell, there were only so many things he could hide from me, but his eyes were not one of them. He looked sceptical and worried, but most of all confused. I heard Yugi run down the hall, feeling that his job was now done and then I looked at Kaiba. I smirked, took out an envelope out of my bag, pushed it at his chest and walked away leaving him to catch it as it fell. I was positive it looked like a very swift and stylish, if not elegant, movement that no one would have suspected Joey Wheeler to be capable of, but it all changed as when I was sure Kaiba had stopped watching me, slightly bemused, I dived behind a set of lockers, spying on him to see what he was going to do with the envelope, see his reaction.

And sure enough he opened it.

Seto Kaiba's POV

I held the envelope in my hand wondering what the hell it was. I was tired and cranky and needed a good night's sleep, but that didn't cloud my judgement with myself when I knew that the little pep-talk I had given myself earlier didn't work. I did need him, more than I realised and I couldn't just hide away anymore. He needed to help me confront my demons so I could get on with my life once and for all, no longer haunted by the person I had been forced to become.

But did I really want to change back to the 'happy-go-lucky' Seto that only Mokuba knew? Did I really want to change back from the persona I had spent the past two years building? It would seem quite ironic that the first person who met the new 'me' was Joey Wheeler and he was the same person who would initiate the change back. I was positive that it was because of the person I am that was making me feel these weird feelings I had swimming around inside me.

But then I had to find out. There was no use questioning myself over these silly things if I wasn't going to answer them, so with that I took a brave hand the fold on the envelope and ripped it open. I looked inside and was shocked to see hundreds of pieces of paper in there, I wondered what Wheeler was playing at as I grabbed a small handful out.

I looked at each piece in wonder as they all said the exact same thing;

Seto Kaiba is talented.

Confused, I delved deeper grabbing desperately to more of the paper, wanting to find something different, and then I fell upon a smaller envelope right at the bottom, with the same written on the outside. I gingerly opened it, careful not to spill anything that could potentially be inside and instead found a small piece of card explaining very little, but enough.

Kaiba, there's six more good things about Seto Kaiba lying around today, so be careful. Joey.

He had listened to me, he was trying to help me and he didn't just walk away! I couldn't work out why he would choose this method but I didn't care. For once in my life someone was trying to help me without getting anything from it, well at least I hoped that was what it was, I couldn't think of a single thing Wheeler would want. Well sure there was money, I was sure there wasn't much of that floating about his home, but he hadn't mentioned anything. Last night I would have been willing to pay him anything for him to answer me but it wasn't costing me anything, it was free, free help by the hands of Wheeler, something that I wouldn't have ordinarily even thought possible. But as much as it pained me, today was a day where all digs at him were out of the window, it was impossible to be horrible to him when he was being so sweet and caring. I would never have thought it possible to call him that either, but I wasn't going to deny it. If that was what my mind and subconscious was screaming to me who am I to say 'no.'? I'm no one to do that, I cannot deny who I am, just a normal guy with emotions. And a multi-billion dollar company. And stacks of money. And more hit men after me than I could ever count with all fingers and toes.

But I had class and standing there getting all giddy over a few pieces of paper and Joey Wheeler was not going to do well for my image and education. I composed myself, opened my briefcase, slipped both envelopes inside and headed for class. I was sure I heard giggling coming from behind me but when I turned all I saw was some idiot running from behind a locker in the other direction. I must have been paranoid.

A/N – As promised…Forgive me for the crappyness as my sinuses are all blocked and really hurting and I also have a super-duper sore throat – most likely flu! So please bear with me while I eat strawberry jelly and recover:D