Disclaimer: Yami: Yuemoon does not own anyone from Yu-Gi-Oh. *looks at Yuemoon* What the hell are you doing behind me?
Ym: Shh!! I'm hiding from Bakura!
Y: But why?

Ym: He's out to get me!!

Y: *Rolls his eyes* Oh just write the damn story already!
Ym: FINE! *begins to type while hiding behind Yami*

Addicted To It

"S-Seto," Jou asked, turning back to him, "What is this?"

Seto froze in his place, hands at his side, his face stricken. How could he have been so stupid? Why didn't he check to see that everything was in its proper place? He looked into Jou's eyes, seeing the disbelief in the other boy's amber eyes. Seto closed his own; he couldn't stand seeing Jou looking at him like that.

Jou went right up to Seto and pushed him down onto a desk, shoving the needle into his face.

"Seto! WHAT is this?" he demanded of him.

"I don't know," Seto muttered, feeling as helpless as a child before his mother.

"What do you mean 'I don't know'? I was kidding around when I asked if you were taking drugs, but I didn't think that you were serious!" Jou paused to take a breath and then he continued. "That's why you were shaking in class and ran out. That's why you went pale at the mention of drugs. You've been shooting up! Why Seto? Why have you been taking this?"

Seto turned his head away from Jou, his handsome face frowning. What was it to him that he was taking heroin?

"What do you care Jounouchi?" Seto snapped as he reached for the needle. There was still some left in the cylinder and he felt his body crave it. Jou put it out of his reach, glaring at him.

"Of course I care idiot! How could I not care about you?! You may be the smartest person that I know, but you are the stupidest man in the world! Answer me; why are you taking this? When did you start?"

"About two months ago I started. I went out to a club with a few friends and they were doing it. They wanted me to try it, so I thought it wouldn't be so bad, so I took it. After that, I started talking it when I would get stressed out."

"And how many times a day do you take it now?"

"A few."

"A few? Please elaborate on what you mean by 'a few.'"

Seto clamped his mouth shut. He didn't want to talk about this right now, and what was Jounouchi implying? That he was addicted to it? Utterly insane and unheard of. He was Seto Kaiba, nothing affected him.

"Goddamn it Seto!" Jou snapped at him, "Tell me how many times do you take this? What are you taking anyway?"

"It's heroin."

"HEROIN? Seto! How many times do you shoot up in a day?"

"Jounouchi…"

"No Seto. Tell me now." Seto sighed. He was as stubborn as they come.

"About six to eight times a day," he muttered his head down. He heard the gasp escape Jou's wonderful lips, and then heard the shattering glass and he looked up with wide eyes. He saw the needle lying on the floor, broken shards lying about with the liquid spilt on the floor. Seto sucked in a breath and he saw red. His steely gaze darted to Jou who had his head hung low, his body shaking slightly. He rammed Jou into the wall.

"LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE!" Seto shrieked at Jou, "YOU BROKE IT! YOU BROKE IT!"

"That's what you'll end up like Seto," Jou replied calmly, but his voice was choked with tears, "If you keep taking heroin shots, then you'll end up like that syringe. Broken, shattered, and leaking on the floor. Let me help you Seto. Please."

"I don't need help. I'm not addicted to it or anything."

"Seto! Open your eyes! You just attacked me because I dropped the needle. You're taking shots six to eight times a day. Look at yourself! You're shaking, sweating and breathing heavily. By the gods, and everything else that is holy, please let me help you get better."

"I don't have a problem Jounouchi."

Jounouchi caught Seto off guard when he suddenly grabbed him and put him in a head lock. Seto clawed at Jou's arm, but he couldn't shake him off, he was too weak. He stopped struggling, and went limp, feeling the tears come to his eyes and fall down his cheeks, stinging the flesh. Seto's limp body dragged himself and Jou down onto the ground, and Seto curled himself into a ball as he cried in Jou's lap. Jou sighed and stroked Seto's hair gently, murmuring calming words to him. After a while, Seto sat up and looked at Jou and his beautiful amber eyes. Seto took Jou's hands within his own and he kissed them gently.

"I am sorry, Jou," Seto murmured to him, "I have become addicted to heroin and I didn't even know it. Help me, please. I don't want to face this alone." Jou cupped Seto's cheek with one of his hands.

"I am not going to let you face this alone Seto. I am right here for you, but we have a lot of work ahead of us, and it won't be easy on you."

Seto nodded his head and listened to Jou as he told him how his body would go through a state of withdrawal and start to reject the heroin that was already was in his system. He felt his insides go numb when he heard all that was going to happen to him.

"Mokuba…what about Mokuba?" Seto asked suddenly, "I don't want him to see me like this or what I am about to go through."

"I'll ask Yugi if he can take Mokuba for a few days. I'm sure that he'll say yes. You just have to come up with an excuse to tell Mokuba. Then you'll have to dismiss your servants for a while. Tell them to take the week off or something."

"What about you? Where will you be during this time Jou?"

"I'll be living in your house until you get better."

Seto fell over in a dead faint.

***

"Sure Jou. I'll let Mokuba live with us for a few days."

"You will?" cried Jou from over the telephone, "Oh Yugi you are such a great friend!"

"So you and Seto talked things out?"

"What do you mean Yugi?"

"Oh come now Jounouchi. I've seen how you've been eyeing Seto Kaiba these past few years."

"Wait a minute…is this Yami?"

There came a deep laughter from the receiver and a sudden shout, followed by a brief struggle.

"Yami? Hello? Yugi? What's going on over there?"

"Hello? Jou is that you?"

"Yeah, what the hell just happened over there? I swear, Yami is getting good at mimicking you."

"Oh gods, what did he say this time?"

Jou laughed as he told Yugi what he had told Yami. Yugi agreed to the plan and he snickered into the phone as well. When Jou asked what was so funny, Yugi replied that it was nothing and that he had to go because he had some other things to do. Jou hung up the phone in confusion, but then turned back to his packing. He had spoken to his mother about taking a week off from school to work harder on a song that he was writing, and to Jou's amazement, his mother agreed and wrote him a week long absents note. Mom can be really great sometimes, Jou thought as he threw in another pair of pants.

Hefting the bag onto his shoulder, he said good-bye to his mother and began to walk out the door.

"Wait a minute Katsuya!" called his mother. Jou turned back and look at his mother, who gave him a feline smile.

"Here, take this," she said and handed him a box, "You'll know when to open it, trust me on this."

"Mom, what's in here? I'm going to be writing, and unless it's a portable pencil sharpener…" Jou's mother cut him off.

"Oh please. I know very well that you will be spending a week at that boy's home. What's his name…Seth Kaibo?"

"Seto Kaiba mom! His name is Seto Kaiba!"

"Right, right. Seto Kaiba. Now you be careful and have a good time with him. I mean, have a good time at his home."

She kissed Jou's forehead and smiled at him as he backed away from her slowly, and then turned to his black motorcycle. He smiled and remembered the day that he had gotten it.

It was a year ago on his eighteenth birthday that he got it. It just showed up on their lawn that day, with a red bow on the handle bars and a single note that read: Happy Birthday Jounouchi. That was it. At first, his mother was a little skeptical about the bike, wondering who on Earth had enough money to get her son a bike, but after seeing how much Jou loved it, she allowed him to keep it.

"I may not know who sent you to me," Jou said to his bike as he mounted it, "But I am glad that I have you."

Kicking the engine to life, Jou set off down the street and towards the Kaiba mansion.

***

Seto opened the door when the bell rang, announcing that someone was there. He nearly died when he saw Jou standing there holding his bag over his shoulder and his acoustic was nestled in his other hand, his hair messy due to the fact that he never wore a helmet on his bike. Most of his hair fell over one eye and the other smiled at him gently. Seto wanted to take Jou right then and there.

"I see you found the house," Seto said coolly.

"How could I miss it?" Jou laughed. "It's the biggest place in town, and it's not a house. This place is definitely a mansion." Seto rolled his eyes as he stepped aside, allowing Jou to step into the cool exterior of his home. When he stepped inside, Seto turned to close the door and saw the motorcycle parked in the driveway, its black surface gleaming in the warm sunlight. He smiled to himself, thinking; Glad to see that you love the bike I bought you Jou. He shut the door and led Jou upstairs.