Joey arrived at Kaiba mansion dead on time. Ha. A pun. Dead. On time. Joey was psyching himself out already, his mind racing with the horrible ways the brunet was going to kill him. Maybe it was poison? Or a knife? Maybe the boy had a gun, or a sniper to shoot while they talked. He could strangle him, or hack him to death. Knock him out and bury him alive? He could suffocate, drown or maybe burn him…his mind raced as he timidly walked up the stairs to Kaiba Mansion, knocking on the large doors.

Edmund frowned.

'Master Kaiba is waiting for you, in the living room.' The living room? What horrible death awaited him?

'Er, right…'Joey looked around him.

'1st hallway on the right, 1st door on the left.' Edmund shut the door behind the blond.

'Thanks….' Joey began to wander vaguely in the direction he was told, preserving every step as if it could be his last. When he finally reached the cream door, he took a deep breath before knocking sharply. There was a grunt,

'Come in.' Kaiba's voice seeped through the door. Hesitantly, Joey pushed it open. He was clad in his usual torn jeans and a loose white shirt. Kaiba was sat on a dark brown leather sofa, apparently, the Kaiba's had more than one living room. Joey told himself that this shouldn't surprise him. The brunet sat cross legged, leaning casually back, one elbow on the arm of the sofa, and the other rolling a small pen between his fingers. He was wearing white dress trousers, with an elegant burgundy jumper, that reached up to his neck. Over the side of the sofa was a matching formal jacket to the trousers Kaiba wore. The blue eyes had an almost red glow to them, like fire on water. Kaiba slowly looked up to the nervous blond, who was currently scratching his head,

'Er, you had a meeting of sumthin' Kaiba?'

'Yes. Not that it is any of your business but I have had colleagues over to discuss future investments.' His face remained indifferent to conversation.

'Aw. Ok that cool, I guess. Nice jumper-type-thing.' Kaiba glared at the youth and eyed him up at down. Instantly feeling pressured, Joey spoke again.

'So um, was it a fun meeting and stuff?' The blue eyed boy looked so much older in a suit, like he should be in his 20s, married, providing for someone other than his brother. Joey had to admit it though, for a guy, Kaiba looked very hot in formalwear.

'I wouldn't call it fun.'

'Well, what is fun for you?' Kaiba opened his mouth and then shut it again. What was fun to him? He pondered for a short moment.

'Winning.' He concluded.

'Dat's all?' Joey exclaimed, not meaning to be so loud.

'Yes. Everything else is meaningless.' Was Kaiba a robot or something?

'Meaningless? How can you say that? Don't you play video games, or football, or hang out with friends, Mokuba…the cinema? Anything?' the image of Kaiba muddy in a football kit crossed Joey's mind, and the boy fought to suppress urges he knew he shouldn't be having.

'No. Don't be stupid. I don't have time for rubbish like that.'

'You don't have time! What are you? A machine? Your eight fucking teen years old Kaiba, what the fuck?'

'What is your problem mutt?'

'Nothing, I think I just worked out why your such a bastard.'

'Oh, then maybe you'd like to fill me in, so then I can tell you why I think the same of you, you stupid dog.'

'At least dogs can have fun, moneybags.'

'At least I have the intelligence to make money, mutt.'

'Yeah and then do what with it!' Joey's voice had raised to a shout.

'Make more.' Kaiba was snarling, mirroring the tone of the blond haired boy.

'To spend on what!'

'Investments.'

'But you never spend it on anything fun. What's the point in being to fucking loaded, if you don't have anything to do with it?'

'I don't see what any of this has the fuck to do with you.'

'I just can't be arsed to see someone throwing their life away. I've fucking seen it before and it pisses me off. This is why you're so fucking lonely.'

'Who said I was fucking lonely?'

'Well you certainly don't have any friends!'

'I like my own damn company.' Kaiba stood from his seat, screaming back at the boy, for the first time in months, he had raised his voice to someone.

'Yeah, I bet it's all fuckin bunnies and daisies spending time with a giant ass.'

'At least I don't get fucking hurt by fakes.'

'You don't get fucking hurt by anyone. That's your problem, your so fucking emotionless. You're like some stupid robot.'

'I've never been hurt by anyone! You don't even know me, Wheeler, so don't make fucking assumptions. What about you, willing to risk everything for someone you won't know in 20 years? Yeah you're really fucking lucky.' Joey was taken back, what did this rich bastard know anyway? He didn't know anything about friends or happiness he was just bitter at his own life.

'Talk about hypocrisy Kaiba. How do you know I won't know them? They're my friends, and it will always be that way.'

'God you're so fucking naïve. I just hope I'm around to see this bite you in the ass in 5 years time.'

'Oh just suck on it.' Joey gave in. The teen was too much for him. Kaiba sat back into the sofa, reclining and folding his legs again. Joey was still stood, breathing heavily after yelling at the stubborn brunet.

'I do have a fucking sofa you know.' Joey looked to the sofa that made an 'L' shape with the one Kaiba was sat at. He sat down with unease. Him and Kaiba seemed to be getting on less and less, and the arguments and conversations where becoming more and more personal. Silence shone in the room, echoing off the walls, and screaming in the boys' ears. The lack of noise was slowly picking at Joey's brain.

'So, why did you call me over…' he looked hesitantly to the window and door, to refresh himself on where they were.

'Stop looking around, mutt, I am not going to fucking kill you.'

'I know dat…' Joey held his words, as if waiting to say something else, but the words weren't ready to form.

'You are an idiot sometimes…most times.' The boy corrected himself. 'Did you do anymore on the project?' His eyes narrowed.

'Uh, yeah, I took some lists of poetry that seemed to be popular. I don't really know what else to do.'

'Hmph.' Kaiba rolled his eyes. The blond was really an idiot. So why did he li…it didn't matter.

'Is that all you wanted me for, to discuss the project? We cudda done that in school, it only takes a few seconds…'

'No, that is not what I wanted you for. I wouldn't waste so much time to call you over to ask you about a meaningless project.'

'It's not meaningless, I need to pass that to finish school. So why did you call me over anyway?' Kaiba shifted slightly in his chair, looking uneasy, as if he needed a scapegoat or a way out.

'Well…' He started, taking a deep breath. 'We need to talk about what happened the other night.' Joey bit his lip, he was hoping this wouldn't come up.

'Um, look Kaiba. The other night, shouldn't have happened. I mean, I don't like men. I never have, and I never will. I don't know how it happened, I didn't even mean for it to happen, it was a mistake.' A strange looked ran across Kaiba's eyes, disappearing quickly.

'I know that mutt. I don't do men. I especially don't do mutts. And if I had had more time to calculate what was happening, I would have made sure that I especially never did you. I just…' he paused, hesitating. It was a rare occasion, which the blond picked up on. 'I just need to make you fill out some documents. It wouldn't be good for my image, and whatever is bad for my image, is bad for the company. I don't need you blabbing all over town about what happened.' Joey was taken back slightly. He hadn't expected this. He wasn't gay, but there was something about Kaiba. Something, different, something that made him special and stand out. Yes, he hated the boy, but he was also drawn to him, like a moth to a candle.

'What makes you think I want anyone to know what happened? You think I want people to know I slept with an ass like you?'

'We didn't sleep together mutt.' He took a long breath, 'We had meaningless sex, and it won't happen again. I will have the contract ready tomorrow. And you will sign.' Joey was more than willing to sign.

'Suppose I don't?' he felt himself say. 'I won't be telling anyone, but what if I don't sign? Or what if I tell if I do. Then what?' he smiled wickedly. He wanted to know how far the brunet would go to keep this a secret.

'Dire consequences, Wheeler.'

'Like…' His voice was getting more confident.

'Like you won't see the fucking light of day again, or your friends, or the city.'

'You'd kill me?'

'It can be an option. You seem to like that idea.'

'You are a bastard, you know that?'

'Very much so.' Kaiba smirked. At that moment, a plump woman rolled in.

'Would you like a snack, sir?' Joey looked at Kaiba instantly.

'Finger sandwiches please. This will be a long night.' The little woman turned on her heels and plodded away. A long night? Joey repeated the phrase in his head. Exactly what was going to make it such a long night?

Hey everyone, hope you like the new chapter. I've been watching the abridged series all over again, I love it so much, R&R binky boys…

AR x