Repmet- I can't spell!!!!!!!!!! Yay!!!!!!!!!!!!1
Fluff- So sorry!
Repet- I gave up on the zero sugar thing.
Fluff- We noticed.
Joey- Ah well!
Fluff- We own no Yu-Gi-oh!
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I picked up the phone at my sister's house, the phone line in my apartment had been down because of brown outs all over the DC area. Her kids were screaming in the background so loud I couldn't hear the phone on the other end ring. "Shut up!" I yelled, they went quite. Most likely because they though Auntie Shar would kill them if they didn't.
"Hello Kame game shop.." Said a voice on one end.
"Hi, umm is Yugi Moto there?" I asked nervously.
"This is him how can I help you?"
"Hi my name is Sharla MiCkay, I was wondering if you knew a Jonouchi?" I felt weird talking to this stranger about Joey behind his back.
There was a really long pause. "I-I know a Jonouchi. Or I did, why?"
"Um, well I work with him, only he goes by the name Joey. We just meet a Seto Kaiba, dose that name ring a bell? Well any way, Joey was pretty torn up I talked to this Seto man to see if I could find out how to help him, he said to call you."
Again a long pause. "You know Jonouchi?"
"Yes I work with him, he's my partner."
"And you meet Seto Kaiba?"
"Well arrested him is more like." I said, grinning.
"Wait so Jou-or Joey is like a police officer?"
"A little higher up then that." I said.
"I haven't talk to Jonouchi in two years." Yugi whispered. He sounded near tears. "I'm sorry, we were very good friends, I just hate to think about it some times."
"It's alright. Hey listen, is there some place I could meet you? Maybe we could have lunch or something?"
"Where are you?"
"Washington DC, US."
"Um, I'm in Domino City, Japan." Yugi said. Thank god I had used a phone card to call, the phone bell would have been so high my sister would have killed me.
"That's fine, I can be there, say a week from tomorrow?"
"Alright, I'll meet you at Kame Game shop." Yugi said, seeming happy.
"Sound good."
"Umm.well Jonouchi be there?"
I thought for a second, I wanted things cleared up, I didn't want Joey to be so down in the dumps. "No." I said sadly into the phone.
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I walked down the crowed sidewalk up to the Kame game shop. I took a deep breath and steeped inside. It was fairly crowed, the walls were stacked with different types of games and playing cars. I spotted Yugi at one, he was standing behind the counter as some one bough a pack of cards. I shoved my way up to the him and smiled.
"Hi, I'm Sharla, I was suppose to meet Yugi here today." I said brightly, pretending I didn't know who he was.
Yugi looked up. "Hold on a second, I'll go get him." He said then went up stairs to the living area. I was really confused by then. But when two Yugi's walked down the stairs I was completely baffled.
"Hi!" Said the shorter Yugi. "Yami told me some one was here to see me?"
"Umm, yes I'm Sharla, we talked on the phone?" I said, they must be twins or something.
"Oh!" said Yugi brightly. "Umm, okay. Yami can you hold down the store for a little?"
"Hold on, I want to here this too." Yami said. "EVERY BUDDY OUT! WE'RE CLOSED! COME BACK IN AN HOUR!" He yelled, shuffling people out the door, he closed it lightly and flipped the 'open' sign to 'closed'.
"Please sit down." Said Yugi, leading me to a living area and motioning to a chair at the table.
"Thanks." I said sitting. Yami and Yugi sat down across from me.
"So, how's Jonouchi?" Yami asked. His eyes were sharper then Yugi's, and his hair was arranged different.
"Not so good I don't think." I said shaking my head. "I'm confused, he never told us how old he was, all this time we've thought he was 22. No one knows about his past, and now, after we meet Seto Kaiba, h isn't himself."
"You thought HE was 22?" Yugi asked amazed.
"Well, he worked as good as the rest of us. He's the best there is in our department."
"And where do you work?" Yami asked,
"Joey and I work for the CIA, Central Intelligence Agency?"
"I see, and Jou is the best in your department? That's hard to picture." Yugi laughed.
"Well ummm yes." I answered quietly.
"By the way this is Yami, has Jou told you about us?" He asked smiling and putting an arm on Yami's shoulder.
'Well uhh, no. He never told us anything. I remembered he used to duel, but when one of his coworkers asked him to duel he got really upset and left." I said turning red.
"Maybe I should explain?" Yami said, putting a hand on top of mine. He explained about the millennium idem and he and Yugi. It was all rather interesting. I listened closely, trying not to interrupt. When he finished I was spell bound.
"So you two are-are the same people? And Yami is some sort of sprit from Egypt? And you think Joey may have blood in Egypt as well? This is all very strange." I rubbed my head and traced a wood grain with my finger.
"You don't believe him do you?" Yugi asked quietly.
"No, no. I just want to know why Joey never mentioned you two or Serenity." I said, bringing up the name for the first time. "Kaiba talked about her, I thought they might have been close.
"Oh yes they were very close. You have no idea. Jou didn't talk about her? That is something I can not believe. He was always so proud of her, so protective. I want to know why he left! We were his friends, his family, the closest he had. Well not as close as Serenity, but why?" Yugi asked he looked close to tears.
"I don't know, we always wondered about him, his back ground, his family, he never talked so we didn't ask." I answered, almost to tears myself. "He didn't shed a tear when Kaiba told us his father died."
"I don't think any one cried when that bastard died. Not even Serenity." Yami glared. "His father was a drunk, always had to much to drink or was high. He beat Jou. Hurt him really bad. He would never let us talk to him though." Yami said through gritted teeth,
"He-he-he hit Joey? No one ever hits Joey, how, oh God it all makes since." I said, snapping to my senses. "He hated the abusers when we did reports, he never put down a child abuse case, every one just though he hated abusers, no one though the JOEY had been abused. I remember one time, a year ago-"
Flash back
We opened the door, the guy was drunk, laying on the couch watching TV with a beer bottle in his hand. "Hello, sir? We're here to talk to you about your son, Jon, we have had some reports from the neighbors of a disturbance at your house, we came to cheeked it out." Joey said, pushing aside the screen door.
'Who-hick up!-are you-hick up!-what are you-hick up- doing in my damn house!" The man said standing up and waving the beer bottle at us.
"We're from the police, we here to see your son." Joey said, pulling out his gun.
"What in the hell! Get out of my house!" the an snarled, pulling a knife, fresh with blood from his belt.
Joey glared and in a flash had the guy pinned up against the wall, his gun pointing at the man's head. "Listen bub, I am NOT playing games, where's the kid." He snarled, cocking the gun. The man gulped.
"B-b-bathroom." He managed to croak. Joey let go of his gun and turned, the man raised his knife to stab him.
"Joey!" I shouted." He turned and hit the man in the gut with the butt of his gun, sending the old dunk against the wall, slumping to the floor gasping for breath.
"Shoot him if he moves." Joey said, pressing the gun into my hand and walking to the other part of the house. Minuets later he came out of the bathroom holding a kid in his arms. He looked like a eight grader or a freshman. He was really banged up, bruises all over his body cut every where, his head was bleeding and blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"Let go, the ambulance is out side, waiting for us". He muttered to me looking sadly at the kid in his arms. I walked to the door, the kid, Jon, struggled in Joey's arms, trying to get a good look at his dad. Joey put a hand over Jon's eyes so he couldn't see his dad. "It won't help kid, you don't want to see." He muttered into his ear. "It won't help, trust me, it never helps, not when some one else dose it." He walked out the door. A few policemen rushed in to arrest the dad. The neighbors were standing around, and gasped when they saw Jon.
"Oh my god, Miss well he be okay?" One lady asked me.
"Yes, we need to get him to the hospital." I answered. Joey was still muttering, low under his breath so only the kid could hear. A doctor took him room Joey's arms and onto a stretcher. They lifted him into the ambulance, Joey got in behind them and they drove off.
End Flash Back.
I felt a tear drip from my cheek when I finished my story, Joey had gone through that, he had lived that kind of nightmare, but no one had helped him.
-Back in America-
Joey's POV
I didn't get to sleep that night. I was starring at a picture of Serenity, the only thing I had brought to remind me of her. I missed her so much, I loved her so much, but she was gone, all gone. My tears drooped onto the picture, smudging the cheep ink. I rubbed my eyes with the back of my sleeve. Her eyes were glistening with wonder, seeing for one of the first times in he life. A sight I thought had given her for the rest of her life, but no. I gave her the best I could afford and it still didn't work, but Kaiba had given better and it had worked. My face twisted in agony as I looked at the picture. I had given up my whole life for her, every thing I had known, FOR HER! Every thing I had don in the last two years seemed to slip through my fingers, like sand in the wind. The past would never leave me alone, it kept coming back to ruin my life, the memories would never go away.
Flash back-
Pain seared through my leg as the broken beer bottle cut deep through my pants and into the flesh. I screamed and limped, blood dripping from the leg he had hit. I could normally dodge the bottles when he through them at me, normally they never hit me, couldn't aim very well. But I didn't expect coming out of my room to be nailed. He laughed from his stupid chair.
"You' better move your self next time BOY!"
Tears dripped from my eyes. I limped silently to the bathroom, and got out a pain of twisters. I sat on the counter and tried to pick the brown glass shards from the wound. It stung like hell and I yelled. Blood gushed down more, making me dizzy. I finished getting out all the glass and wrapped a towel around the leg tight as I could. I gulped as he yelled for me. "Boy get you butt in here!"
Dragging my injured leg I limped into the living room to face him. His face was dirty, unshaven and he smelt. "W-what?" I asked quietly.
"Get me a beer.' He laugh, looking at the once white towel warped around my leg. "What color was that towel before you used it." He snarled.
"W-w-white sir." I said.
'WHITE!" He yelled standing up. "BOY THAT TOWEL IS RUINED!" He hit me across the face with all his strength, sending me flying against the wall, my head snapped back hitting the wall hard. "Get up." He snarled, prodding me with his foot.
I tried, but my leg had lost all feeling and my head hurt too much. "I-I-I can't sir." I muttered, closeing my eyes are he picked me up from under my arms. "You can't? Well, well, what are you doing now, oh don't fall." He laughed throwing me down again. I heard a sickening crack and searing pain through my damaged leg, it had broken. All the time the old drunk had laughed, just laughed. I yelled, my voice echoing through our tiny apartment. He sneered at me and slapped me to shut me up. My eyes willed with tears as he just went and sat down in his chair, not caring about how much he hurt me. "Go away boy, you bore me!" He sneered, opening another beer and flipping on the TV. I struggled with al my strength to the door and threw it open. I ran as fast as I could with a broken leg and a concussion down the stair s and out into the rain. It washed the blood from my leg down the gutter, in a gross red trail. I fell to my knees looking up into the sky and screamed.
"Why me! Oh GOD WHY ME!!" I cried, letting the heavy rain hit my face and rinse off my tears, wishing they would rinse off my troubles.
-End Flash back-
I couldn't take it. They memories hurt too much, I put my face in my hands and cried uncontrollably, feeling the memories I had tried years to forget flooding back in full. I fell to my knees and screamed through my fingers, the agony of it all was too much, too much.
Repmet- JOEEEEY!!!!!!!!!! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! WAAAAAAAAA! WAAAAAAAAAA! WAAAAAA! I'm sorry All fellow Joey fans, I'm sorry!!!!!!! WAAAAAAAAAA! WAAAAAAAAA! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! WAAAAAAAAAAA! WAAAAAAAAAAAAA! WAAAAAAAA!
Fluff- WWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Repet- I gave up on the zero sugar thing.
Fluff- We noticed.
Joey- Ah well!
Fluff- We own no Yu-Gi-oh!
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I picked up the phone at my sister's house, the phone line in my apartment had been down because of brown outs all over the DC area. Her kids were screaming in the background so loud I couldn't hear the phone on the other end ring. "Shut up!" I yelled, they went quite. Most likely because they though Auntie Shar would kill them if they didn't.
"Hello Kame game shop.." Said a voice on one end.
"Hi, umm is Yugi Moto there?" I asked nervously.
"This is him how can I help you?"
"Hi my name is Sharla MiCkay, I was wondering if you knew a Jonouchi?" I felt weird talking to this stranger about Joey behind his back.
There was a really long pause. "I-I know a Jonouchi. Or I did, why?"
"Um, well I work with him, only he goes by the name Joey. We just meet a Seto Kaiba, dose that name ring a bell? Well any way, Joey was pretty torn up I talked to this Seto man to see if I could find out how to help him, he said to call you."
Again a long pause. "You know Jonouchi?"
"Yes I work with him, he's my partner."
"And you meet Seto Kaiba?"
"Well arrested him is more like." I said, grinning.
"Wait so Jou-or Joey is like a police officer?"
"A little higher up then that." I said.
"I haven't talk to Jonouchi in two years." Yugi whispered. He sounded near tears. "I'm sorry, we were very good friends, I just hate to think about it some times."
"It's alright. Hey listen, is there some place I could meet you? Maybe we could have lunch or something?"
"Where are you?"
"Washington DC, US."
"Um, I'm in Domino City, Japan." Yugi said. Thank god I had used a phone card to call, the phone bell would have been so high my sister would have killed me.
"That's fine, I can be there, say a week from tomorrow?"
"Alright, I'll meet you at Kame Game shop." Yugi said, seeming happy.
"Sound good."
"Umm.well Jonouchi be there?"
I thought for a second, I wanted things cleared up, I didn't want Joey to be so down in the dumps. "No." I said sadly into the phone.
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I walked down the crowed sidewalk up to the Kame game shop. I took a deep breath and steeped inside. It was fairly crowed, the walls were stacked with different types of games and playing cars. I spotted Yugi at one, he was standing behind the counter as some one bough a pack of cards. I shoved my way up to the him and smiled.
"Hi, I'm Sharla, I was suppose to meet Yugi here today." I said brightly, pretending I didn't know who he was.
Yugi looked up. "Hold on a second, I'll go get him." He said then went up stairs to the living area. I was really confused by then. But when two Yugi's walked down the stairs I was completely baffled.
"Hi!" Said the shorter Yugi. "Yami told me some one was here to see me?"
"Umm, yes I'm Sharla, we talked on the phone?" I said, they must be twins or something.
"Oh!" said Yugi brightly. "Umm, okay. Yami can you hold down the store for a little?"
"Hold on, I want to here this too." Yami said. "EVERY BUDDY OUT! WE'RE CLOSED! COME BACK IN AN HOUR!" He yelled, shuffling people out the door, he closed it lightly and flipped the 'open' sign to 'closed'.
"Please sit down." Said Yugi, leading me to a living area and motioning to a chair at the table.
"Thanks." I said sitting. Yami and Yugi sat down across from me.
"So, how's Jonouchi?" Yami asked. His eyes were sharper then Yugi's, and his hair was arranged different.
"Not so good I don't think." I said shaking my head. "I'm confused, he never told us how old he was, all this time we've thought he was 22. No one knows about his past, and now, after we meet Seto Kaiba, h isn't himself."
"You thought HE was 22?" Yugi asked amazed.
"Well, he worked as good as the rest of us. He's the best there is in our department."
"And where do you work?" Yami asked,
"Joey and I work for the CIA, Central Intelligence Agency?"
"I see, and Jou is the best in your department? That's hard to picture." Yugi laughed.
"Well ummm yes." I answered quietly.
"By the way this is Yami, has Jou told you about us?" He asked smiling and putting an arm on Yami's shoulder.
'Well uhh, no. He never told us anything. I remembered he used to duel, but when one of his coworkers asked him to duel he got really upset and left." I said turning red.
"Maybe I should explain?" Yami said, putting a hand on top of mine. He explained about the millennium idem and he and Yugi. It was all rather interesting. I listened closely, trying not to interrupt. When he finished I was spell bound.
"So you two are-are the same people? And Yami is some sort of sprit from Egypt? And you think Joey may have blood in Egypt as well? This is all very strange." I rubbed my head and traced a wood grain with my finger.
"You don't believe him do you?" Yugi asked quietly.
"No, no. I just want to know why Joey never mentioned you two or Serenity." I said, bringing up the name for the first time. "Kaiba talked about her, I thought they might have been close.
"Oh yes they were very close. You have no idea. Jou didn't talk about her? That is something I can not believe. He was always so proud of her, so protective. I want to know why he left! We were his friends, his family, the closest he had. Well not as close as Serenity, but why?" Yugi asked he looked close to tears.
"I don't know, we always wondered about him, his back ground, his family, he never talked so we didn't ask." I answered, almost to tears myself. "He didn't shed a tear when Kaiba told us his father died."
"I don't think any one cried when that bastard died. Not even Serenity." Yami glared. "His father was a drunk, always had to much to drink or was high. He beat Jou. Hurt him really bad. He would never let us talk to him though." Yami said through gritted teeth,
"He-he-he hit Joey? No one ever hits Joey, how, oh God it all makes since." I said, snapping to my senses. "He hated the abusers when we did reports, he never put down a child abuse case, every one just though he hated abusers, no one though the JOEY had been abused. I remember one time, a year ago-"
Flash back
We opened the door, the guy was drunk, laying on the couch watching TV with a beer bottle in his hand. "Hello, sir? We're here to talk to you about your son, Jon, we have had some reports from the neighbors of a disturbance at your house, we came to cheeked it out." Joey said, pushing aside the screen door.
'Who-hick up!-are you-hick up!-what are you-hick up- doing in my damn house!" The man said standing up and waving the beer bottle at us.
"We're from the police, we here to see your son." Joey said, pulling out his gun.
"What in the hell! Get out of my house!" the an snarled, pulling a knife, fresh with blood from his belt.
Joey glared and in a flash had the guy pinned up against the wall, his gun pointing at the man's head. "Listen bub, I am NOT playing games, where's the kid." He snarled, cocking the gun. The man gulped.
"B-b-bathroom." He managed to croak. Joey let go of his gun and turned, the man raised his knife to stab him.
"Joey!" I shouted." He turned and hit the man in the gut with the butt of his gun, sending the old dunk against the wall, slumping to the floor gasping for breath.
"Shoot him if he moves." Joey said, pressing the gun into my hand and walking to the other part of the house. Minuets later he came out of the bathroom holding a kid in his arms. He looked like a eight grader or a freshman. He was really banged up, bruises all over his body cut every where, his head was bleeding and blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"Let go, the ambulance is out side, waiting for us". He muttered to me looking sadly at the kid in his arms. I walked to the door, the kid, Jon, struggled in Joey's arms, trying to get a good look at his dad. Joey put a hand over Jon's eyes so he couldn't see his dad. "It won't help kid, you don't want to see." He muttered into his ear. "It won't help, trust me, it never helps, not when some one else dose it." He walked out the door. A few policemen rushed in to arrest the dad. The neighbors were standing around, and gasped when they saw Jon.
"Oh my god, Miss well he be okay?" One lady asked me.
"Yes, we need to get him to the hospital." I answered. Joey was still muttering, low under his breath so only the kid could hear. A doctor took him room Joey's arms and onto a stretcher. They lifted him into the ambulance, Joey got in behind them and they drove off.
End Flash Back.
I felt a tear drip from my cheek when I finished my story, Joey had gone through that, he had lived that kind of nightmare, but no one had helped him.
-Back in America-
Joey's POV
I didn't get to sleep that night. I was starring at a picture of Serenity, the only thing I had brought to remind me of her. I missed her so much, I loved her so much, but she was gone, all gone. My tears drooped onto the picture, smudging the cheep ink. I rubbed my eyes with the back of my sleeve. Her eyes were glistening with wonder, seeing for one of the first times in he life. A sight I thought had given her for the rest of her life, but no. I gave her the best I could afford and it still didn't work, but Kaiba had given better and it had worked. My face twisted in agony as I looked at the picture. I had given up my whole life for her, every thing I had known, FOR HER! Every thing I had don in the last two years seemed to slip through my fingers, like sand in the wind. The past would never leave me alone, it kept coming back to ruin my life, the memories would never go away.
Flash back-
Pain seared through my leg as the broken beer bottle cut deep through my pants and into the flesh. I screamed and limped, blood dripping from the leg he had hit. I could normally dodge the bottles when he through them at me, normally they never hit me, couldn't aim very well. But I didn't expect coming out of my room to be nailed. He laughed from his stupid chair.
"You' better move your self next time BOY!"
Tears dripped from my eyes. I limped silently to the bathroom, and got out a pain of twisters. I sat on the counter and tried to pick the brown glass shards from the wound. It stung like hell and I yelled. Blood gushed down more, making me dizzy. I finished getting out all the glass and wrapped a towel around the leg tight as I could. I gulped as he yelled for me. "Boy get you butt in here!"
Dragging my injured leg I limped into the living room to face him. His face was dirty, unshaven and he smelt. "W-what?" I asked quietly.
"Get me a beer.' He laugh, looking at the once white towel warped around my leg. "What color was that towel before you used it." He snarled.
"W-w-white sir." I said.
'WHITE!" He yelled standing up. "BOY THAT TOWEL IS RUINED!" He hit me across the face with all his strength, sending me flying against the wall, my head snapped back hitting the wall hard. "Get up." He snarled, prodding me with his foot.
I tried, but my leg had lost all feeling and my head hurt too much. "I-I-I can't sir." I muttered, closeing my eyes are he picked me up from under my arms. "You can't? Well, well, what are you doing now, oh don't fall." He laughed throwing me down again. I heard a sickening crack and searing pain through my damaged leg, it had broken. All the time the old drunk had laughed, just laughed. I yelled, my voice echoing through our tiny apartment. He sneered at me and slapped me to shut me up. My eyes willed with tears as he just went and sat down in his chair, not caring about how much he hurt me. "Go away boy, you bore me!" He sneered, opening another beer and flipping on the TV. I struggled with al my strength to the door and threw it open. I ran as fast as I could with a broken leg and a concussion down the stair s and out into the rain. It washed the blood from my leg down the gutter, in a gross red trail. I fell to my knees looking up into the sky and screamed.
"Why me! Oh GOD WHY ME!!" I cried, letting the heavy rain hit my face and rinse off my tears, wishing they would rinse off my troubles.
-End Flash back-
I couldn't take it. They memories hurt too much, I put my face in my hands and cried uncontrollably, feeling the memories I had tried years to forget flooding back in full. I fell to my knees and screamed through my fingers, the agony of it all was too much, too much.
Repmet- JOEEEEY!!!!!!!!!! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! WAAAAAAAAA! WAAAAAAAAAA! WAAAAAA! I'm sorry All fellow Joey fans, I'm sorry!!!!!!! WAAAAAAAAAA! WAAAAAAAAA! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! WAAAAAAAAAAA! WAAAAAAAAAAAAA! WAAAAAAAA!
Fluff- WWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!