Joey thought for a while, his mind twisting and turning. His face contorted into several shapes before his lips parted, a saddened look on his face,

'I don't know.' Kaiba looked at the blond, analysing his bruised face.

'Mokuba, can you leave us alone for a moment. I need to talk to Joey.' The raven-haired boy looked up at his brother, nodding in obedience. He left the room, leaving the boys alone. 'Joey, you can press charges. If he frightens you, you can have him put away, you don't have to put up with it…no one should have to put up with it.'

'He's my dad, Kaiba. I can't do that…'

'But he can beat you half to death?' the brown eyes glanced away, hurt.

'It's different and you know it.'

'How is it? He's doing wrong, he needs to be sent down.'

'But what difference will it make? It won't undo what he did, I can't even prove he beat me in court. I'm not a minor anymore either, so I'll have to live alone.' His eyes snapped back to the blue gaze, 'I've been juggling 3 jobs and school for 2 years, and it barely scrapes me food. I can't afford it. I'm used to the abuse Kaiba, I can take it.' Kaiba's eyes grew wide.

'You don't get it, do you Wheeler?'

'Get what?' The blond looked confused.

'You don't have to go back there. That isn't your only option, there are plenty!'

'Like what!' The blond half yelled, frustrated at the lack of understanding from the brunet. He wasn't rich like Kaiba, he couldn't just afford a new place and food and anything else. He had to work, he had to work hard, and it still seemed to no avail.

'Come and stay with us.' The words were barely audible, yet the blond caught them, his eyes narrowing. 'Rent free.' Joey looked around. He'd died. He must have. There was no way in hell Kaiba would say that. Ever.

'What?' Joey managed to stutter the word out. He needed to know if he had heard right, or if it was all a horrible trick from the impending migraine.

'Live with us. Me and Mokuba.'

'Why would I do that?'

'It gets you out of all your problems. You'll be safe, you won't have to pay expensive loans. You can play video games with Mokuba all day because I can't. It's win-win for us both.' Joey looked nervously over at Kaiba, the pale face was unmoving and serious.

'Why would you offer that?'

'Because I've been through everything, I know how it feels. I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy, I wouldn't even wish it on you.'

'Gee thanks…'

'But seriously Joey, you don't need to go back to that abuse. No one needs to suffer it, you can report it and it'll be over. He'll be behind bars so he can't touch you again. You'll be safe and free to do what you want…'

'I don't know.' The brunet neared the blond who was watching every movement, his chest rising and falling dramatically. 'There is nothing I can prove.'

'Joey, there are doctors records. From 3 different hospitals. Surely that's enough?'

'He'll just say I got in a fight.'

'Mokuba is a witness.'

'He's 12, Seto, the court won't believe him.'

'He might be 12, but he's a Kaiba, they wouldn't dare fight back. You've been forgetting that slight detail, mutt.' Joey rolled his eyes. While he didn't want to admit it, it was true, Kaiba's did seem to hold a lot of authority over the rest of the world. How they did it, Joey would never know. He looked over to Kaiba, his eyes burning with an emotion he didn't recognise.

'Maybe. I just don't want it threefold when he gets out.'

'He won't know where you are, Joey.' Kaiba paused, looking into the brown eyes. 'Not if you live with Mokuba and me. He won't be able to trace you, and even if he does, he won't get through my security.' Joey's mind ticked over, considering the possibility. He slowly weighed the pros and cons, nodding slightly to himself as he did so.

'I guess you're right, Kaiba. But would it really be ok for me to live with you? We don't exactly get along and we have a history and…'

'It's fine.'

'I don't want to intrude cos you're really busy and…'

'It's fine.'

'But even when you're angry and you yell and we fight and…'

'Joey, for fucks sake shut up. It's fine.' Joey stared at Kaiba, who was beginning to look a little flustered.

'Sorry. It's just, I don't understand why you're doing all this. It's not like we're even friends. My friends wouldn't want to do this for me…they don't even talk to me anymore…'

'Then they aren't friends, are they?'

'There are probably a million kids at our school who get abused, why be nice to me? I'm your enemy?' Kaiba's breath caught in his throat,

'It's because I love you.'

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Hey

Getting near the end now!

What's everyone thinking? I tried to make it a little longer. Was it an epic fail? Sorry. Anyway! I'm slowly gaining energy from nowhere! Woo! But I now have to clean my room. Joy. I'll try and update later, infact I probably will around 9ish GMT? Yah?

Maybe 10. idk…

Anyway, I totally spazzed all over Broken, so I'll keep my rant short.

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