Hey peoples. Another chapter... finally. Hope you like it! Oh and I don't
own google. I think I mention it once or twice. Hope you like it! Or
actually you better like it for it took me so long to get it up so that you
guys could read it. You can thank me in the reviews. *Mumbles* Stupid
computers.
~chapter 4~
Joey was late to class again. No matter how early he left for school he always manages to be late. Something always makes Joey stop or maybe he forgot something at home or maybe he was fighting with someone. Yesterday he was late because he saw a pigon in the school yard – did I mention Joey has a very short attention span?
But today it was not a pigon, nor for once was he fighting with someone (coughSetocough) and he didn't forget his homework for as you know he never bothers to do it. No, today was something different
You see, Joey had arrived to school with a very conspicuous looking bruise on his face, and it was looking rather disgusting for it had turned a purplish hue. Of course, his friends were very concerned.
"Ew, What is that hideous thing on your face!?" Tèa yelled out in disgusts the moment she saw Joey.
They were in the classroom and the teacher hadn't arrived yet. Normally Joey would do a victory dance for he had arrived late but didn't get in trouble, but he knew his friends weren't going to let him off the hook without a explanation. Normally that would be no problem – he'd just tell them about the fight he got it in where it was him up against five other guys and yet he still kicked their ass – only this time it didn't happen in a fight.
Not exactly.
More like a seizure. Joey shivered at the memory. Truth be told he had been scared – not that he cared about Kaiba, no definitely not. But just seeing someone so out of control, in a state of such weakness, it had freaked him out. It didn't exactly help that he didn't even know why that had happened. Hell, he didn't think Kaiba even knew.
"How'd it happen Joey?" Yugi asked looking really worried about his friend.
"Uhh," Joey stuttered and looked around wildly then suddenly brown eyes met blue eyes. They stared at each other, eyes locked.
"Joey?" He pried his eyes away from Kaiba and looked at his friends.
But Kaiba was still watching Joey, wondering what he was going to say. Say that Kaiba hurt him, that his worst enemy went psycho and attacked him? Whatever he said Kaiba didn't care, or at least that's what he'd like to think...
"I ran into a wall," Joey said bluntly. Not the best excuse but believable.
"Nice," Tristan laughed hitting Joey playfully over the head. Tèa just shook her head clearly worried about Joey's sanity or obvious lack of it.
"You must have hit the wall really hard to get a bruise like that," Yami said carefully, worried like Yugi was about their friend.
"Well, I was running pretty fast." Joey said as if that was the most obvious answer in the world. Tèa just continued to worry aobut Joey's sanity and began to worry about hers also for she had no clue why she was friends with such crazy people...
During the exchange, Kaiba had been listening, watching Joey make up these radom answers that were – if his friends bothered to look any deeper – not true. He smirked, Joey's excuse was predictable. Only a mutt could make such a stupid answer.
But the thing Kaiba didn't get was why did Joey lie? He just could of told the truth. That Kaiba spazzed out and hit him. Or maybe he could distort the truth a little, tell his friends that kaiba just suddenly hit him. That would be a good way to make him seem evil and whatnot – yeah and then Yami might send Kaiba on a little trip to the shadow realm. Just what Joey would like isn't it? But Joey made up an excuse...
Was he protecting Kaiba? Kaiba shook his head, dismissing the thought. Why in his right mind would Joey do that? He was probably to scared to tell his friends about the therapy thing. Yeah, that was right.
But somehow Kaiba didn't truly believe that for it was still bugging him later.
Kaiba was in his room, sitting in his swivel chair spinning around in circles. Even though Kaiba might seem normal, really he's just as childish as the rest of us. Not that he'd ever admit it, but moving on.
He was bored because he had finished all his homework, Mokuba still wasn't home and, he didn't have anything to work on for his company – which is a first mind you.
He opened up internet explorer, expecting to just surf the net or something. You see Kaiba can actually act like a teenager, isn't that amazing! The page opened up to Google and in the little box he typed:
|Dyslexia|
There were hundreds of thousands of sites about Dyslexia. He looked down the page and looked for one that looked like a good site.
|Dyslexic's tend to reverse words, write letters back to front, and aren't able to remember the sequence of letters in a word or sometimes read from right to left.|
That would make it kind of hard to read wouldn't it. Kaiba skimmed through the rest of the sight. There were a few articles on personal cases. He read through them...
|He still struggled in school, getting 40 or 45 in reading and writing. He was spiralling downward and thought he was very stupid indeed.|
Getting 40's? Kaiba shook his head. He hadn't realized it was that hard for dyslexic people to read. Could Joey be that bad? Did he think he was stupid?
Kaiba froze remebering all the times he had called Joey stupid or anything along the same lines. He sighed. He didn't exactly help Joey did he, saying those things. He knew that learning to read could be hard.
Kaiba knew from personal experience. When Mokuba was in third and fourth grade he had a lot of difficulty reading. He remebered how he used to help him with his English homework. It was hard but he was doing fine now. Now, his English teacher had trouble keeping up with Mokuba, he was a straight A student. Something that Kaiba could be proud of.
Then Kaiba got an idea.
He went to his closet and opened the door. He grabbed his chair and stood on top of it, and looked through the shelves. He remebered the he used to have some flashcards and reading books that he had used with Mokuba to help him read. They had just been sitting up in his closet rotting.
But maybe Joey could use them.
He had just found the box underneath some books. He was pulling out the box carefully when suddenly:
"Big brother!" Mokuba ran into the room surprising Kaiba, causing him to fall backwards pulling out the box. Of course doing so caused the books on top of the box to fall too and they unfortunately hit Kaiba in the head.
"Ow," Kaiba muttered rubbing his head.
"Can we go to the park, Seto?" Mokuba asked giving Kaiba the puppy dog eyes. Kaiba smiled.
"Okay, Mokuba." Kaiba got up from the ground and followed Mokuba out the door.
On the floor though was the box and in big, bold letters it said:
|Hooked On Phonics|
~Later... at the park~
Joey was walking through the park. He was just walking around mindlessly, not paying any attention to where he was walking. In fact, he had almost ran into a tree. But could you blame him? He had a lot on his mind. I mean he had a huge bruise on him face and he had just lied to his friends about it, and why? To protect Kaiba from the wrath of his friends? Yeah, as if he'd ever do that.
Well, it wasn't likely... was it?
He was just about to turn around and head home when he saw somebody in the distance. There was a kid playing on the playground. Could it be?
Yeah, it could.
As Joey walked closer he could tell that it was none other than Mokuba. Maybe he'd know why Kaiba was acting so weird. Joey walked over to where Mokuba was. He was hanging upside down on the monkey bars.
"Hey Mokuba,"
Mokuba looked up... or down really. He then did this weird thing so that he was now sitting on top of the monkey bars.
"Hey Joey," He looked at Joey for a second and gave him a weird look.
"What happened to your face?" Joey frowned – he didn't really want to tell him the truth either. Especially since the bruise was the fault of his brother, but he didn't need to know that did he?
"It's nothing," Joey brushed off Mokuba's question and wondered how he was going to say the thing he said next:
"Um, about your brother..." Joey paused, how many ways can you tell a guy that their brother has serious problems with windows. Well, at least without sounding like a complete idiot.
"Does he usually touch windows and stuff?" So the question was vague, so what. It seemed that it got the point across for Mokuba's eyes went wide. He seemed to know exactly what Joey was going on about.
"He touches them when he leaves the room?" Mokuba asked, looking worried. Joey relaxed, at least Mokuba knew what he was talking about.
"Yeah, and he looks like an idiot too," Joey didn't really mean to say the last part. Not really. But it was true and he was feeling a lot of resentment torwards Kaiba so it kind of slipped out. Could you really blame him – It's Kaiba's fault for always teasing him.
But Mokuba wasn't going to let him off the hook. He jumped down off the monkey bars and grabbed Joey around the shoulder. Suddenly, somehow Mokuba seemed to become a heck of a lot taller.
"Don't you dare make fun of my brother," He snarled at Joey. Who knew Mokuba could be so... fierce?
"I...I..." But Mokuba didn't let Joey finish.
"He can't help it, it's not his fault." Mokuba was himself again. There were traces of tears in his eyes. He let go of Joey, causing him to fall to the ground, rubbing the tears out of his eyes.
"Why does he do it?" Joey asks.
"He... he's obsessive compulsive," Mokuba said helping Joey up from the ground.
"He's what?" Joey asked wondering if he heard right.
"Obsessive Compulsive. It... it makes him do weird things. He can't help it though." Mokuba bit his lip remembering all the times when it got really bad. It wasn't good.
"It really scares me. Please don't make fun of him. He just needs help..." Mokuba trailed off.
"It's okay, I won't. I...I didn't know."
"Didn't know what? I didn't realize you actually knew anything," Kaiba had just walked up to them to hear the last part of the conversation. He looked at Joey and almost regreted saying that for there was that bruise on his face.
His fault.
And yet Joey didn't tell anyone – his friends or Mokuba. Kaiba shook the though out of his head. It didn't matter. What's the worse thing they could of done, make him say sorry?
"We're leaving Mokuba," Mokuba followed Kaiba as he began walking out of the playground. Joey walked out of the playground also but in the other direction.
And you know the weird thing is? Both Kaiba and Joey were thinking the same thing as they left the park:
I hate him...
~chapter 4~
Joey was late to class again. No matter how early he left for school he always manages to be late. Something always makes Joey stop or maybe he forgot something at home or maybe he was fighting with someone. Yesterday he was late because he saw a pigon in the school yard – did I mention Joey has a very short attention span?
But today it was not a pigon, nor for once was he fighting with someone (coughSetocough) and he didn't forget his homework for as you know he never bothers to do it. No, today was something different
You see, Joey had arrived to school with a very conspicuous looking bruise on his face, and it was looking rather disgusting for it had turned a purplish hue. Of course, his friends were very concerned.
"Ew, What is that hideous thing on your face!?" Tèa yelled out in disgusts the moment she saw Joey.
They were in the classroom and the teacher hadn't arrived yet. Normally Joey would do a victory dance for he had arrived late but didn't get in trouble, but he knew his friends weren't going to let him off the hook without a explanation. Normally that would be no problem – he'd just tell them about the fight he got it in where it was him up against five other guys and yet he still kicked their ass – only this time it didn't happen in a fight.
Not exactly.
More like a seizure. Joey shivered at the memory. Truth be told he had been scared – not that he cared about Kaiba, no definitely not. But just seeing someone so out of control, in a state of such weakness, it had freaked him out. It didn't exactly help that he didn't even know why that had happened. Hell, he didn't think Kaiba even knew.
"How'd it happen Joey?" Yugi asked looking really worried about his friend.
"Uhh," Joey stuttered and looked around wildly then suddenly brown eyes met blue eyes. They stared at each other, eyes locked.
"Joey?" He pried his eyes away from Kaiba and looked at his friends.
But Kaiba was still watching Joey, wondering what he was going to say. Say that Kaiba hurt him, that his worst enemy went psycho and attacked him? Whatever he said Kaiba didn't care, or at least that's what he'd like to think...
"I ran into a wall," Joey said bluntly. Not the best excuse but believable.
"Nice," Tristan laughed hitting Joey playfully over the head. Tèa just shook her head clearly worried about Joey's sanity or obvious lack of it.
"You must have hit the wall really hard to get a bruise like that," Yami said carefully, worried like Yugi was about their friend.
"Well, I was running pretty fast." Joey said as if that was the most obvious answer in the world. Tèa just continued to worry aobut Joey's sanity and began to worry about hers also for she had no clue why she was friends with such crazy people...
During the exchange, Kaiba had been listening, watching Joey make up these radom answers that were – if his friends bothered to look any deeper – not true. He smirked, Joey's excuse was predictable. Only a mutt could make such a stupid answer.
But the thing Kaiba didn't get was why did Joey lie? He just could of told the truth. That Kaiba spazzed out and hit him. Or maybe he could distort the truth a little, tell his friends that kaiba just suddenly hit him. That would be a good way to make him seem evil and whatnot – yeah and then Yami might send Kaiba on a little trip to the shadow realm. Just what Joey would like isn't it? But Joey made up an excuse...
Was he protecting Kaiba? Kaiba shook his head, dismissing the thought. Why in his right mind would Joey do that? He was probably to scared to tell his friends about the therapy thing. Yeah, that was right.
But somehow Kaiba didn't truly believe that for it was still bugging him later.
Kaiba was in his room, sitting in his swivel chair spinning around in circles. Even though Kaiba might seem normal, really he's just as childish as the rest of us. Not that he'd ever admit it, but moving on.
He was bored because he had finished all his homework, Mokuba still wasn't home and, he didn't have anything to work on for his company – which is a first mind you.
He opened up internet explorer, expecting to just surf the net or something. You see Kaiba can actually act like a teenager, isn't that amazing! The page opened up to Google and in the little box he typed:
|Dyslexia|
There were hundreds of thousands of sites about Dyslexia. He looked down the page and looked for one that looked like a good site.
|Dyslexic's tend to reverse words, write letters back to front, and aren't able to remember the sequence of letters in a word or sometimes read from right to left.|
That would make it kind of hard to read wouldn't it. Kaiba skimmed through the rest of the sight. There were a few articles on personal cases. He read through them...
|He still struggled in school, getting 40 or 45 in reading and writing. He was spiralling downward and thought he was very stupid indeed.|
Getting 40's? Kaiba shook his head. He hadn't realized it was that hard for dyslexic people to read. Could Joey be that bad? Did he think he was stupid?
Kaiba froze remebering all the times he had called Joey stupid or anything along the same lines. He sighed. He didn't exactly help Joey did he, saying those things. He knew that learning to read could be hard.
Kaiba knew from personal experience. When Mokuba was in third and fourth grade he had a lot of difficulty reading. He remebered how he used to help him with his English homework. It was hard but he was doing fine now. Now, his English teacher had trouble keeping up with Mokuba, he was a straight A student. Something that Kaiba could be proud of.
Then Kaiba got an idea.
He went to his closet and opened the door. He grabbed his chair and stood on top of it, and looked through the shelves. He remebered the he used to have some flashcards and reading books that he had used with Mokuba to help him read. They had just been sitting up in his closet rotting.
But maybe Joey could use them.
He had just found the box underneath some books. He was pulling out the box carefully when suddenly:
"Big brother!" Mokuba ran into the room surprising Kaiba, causing him to fall backwards pulling out the box. Of course doing so caused the books on top of the box to fall too and they unfortunately hit Kaiba in the head.
"Ow," Kaiba muttered rubbing his head.
"Can we go to the park, Seto?" Mokuba asked giving Kaiba the puppy dog eyes. Kaiba smiled.
"Okay, Mokuba." Kaiba got up from the ground and followed Mokuba out the door.
On the floor though was the box and in big, bold letters it said:
|Hooked On Phonics|
~Later... at the park~
Joey was walking through the park. He was just walking around mindlessly, not paying any attention to where he was walking. In fact, he had almost ran into a tree. But could you blame him? He had a lot on his mind. I mean he had a huge bruise on him face and he had just lied to his friends about it, and why? To protect Kaiba from the wrath of his friends? Yeah, as if he'd ever do that.
Well, it wasn't likely... was it?
He was just about to turn around and head home when he saw somebody in the distance. There was a kid playing on the playground. Could it be?
Yeah, it could.
As Joey walked closer he could tell that it was none other than Mokuba. Maybe he'd know why Kaiba was acting so weird. Joey walked over to where Mokuba was. He was hanging upside down on the monkey bars.
"Hey Mokuba,"
Mokuba looked up... or down really. He then did this weird thing so that he was now sitting on top of the monkey bars.
"Hey Joey," He looked at Joey for a second and gave him a weird look.
"What happened to your face?" Joey frowned – he didn't really want to tell him the truth either. Especially since the bruise was the fault of his brother, but he didn't need to know that did he?
"It's nothing," Joey brushed off Mokuba's question and wondered how he was going to say the thing he said next:
"Um, about your brother..." Joey paused, how many ways can you tell a guy that their brother has serious problems with windows. Well, at least without sounding like a complete idiot.
"Does he usually touch windows and stuff?" So the question was vague, so what. It seemed that it got the point across for Mokuba's eyes went wide. He seemed to know exactly what Joey was going on about.
"He touches them when he leaves the room?" Mokuba asked, looking worried. Joey relaxed, at least Mokuba knew what he was talking about.
"Yeah, and he looks like an idiot too," Joey didn't really mean to say the last part. Not really. But it was true and he was feeling a lot of resentment torwards Kaiba so it kind of slipped out. Could you really blame him – It's Kaiba's fault for always teasing him.
But Mokuba wasn't going to let him off the hook. He jumped down off the monkey bars and grabbed Joey around the shoulder. Suddenly, somehow Mokuba seemed to become a heck of a lot taller.
"Don't you dare make fun of my brother," He snarled at Joey. Who knew Mokuba could be so... fierce?
"I...I..." But Mokuba didn't let Joey finish.
"He can't help it, it's not his fault." Mokuba was himself again. There were traces of tears in his eyes. He let go of Joey, causing him to fall to the ground, rubbing the tears out of his eyes.
"Why does he do it?" Joey asks.
"He... he's obsessive compulsive," Mokuba said helping Joey up from the ground.
"He's what?" Joey asked wondering if he heard right.
"Obsessive Compulsive. It... it makes him do weird things. He can't help it though." Mokuba bit his lip remembering all the times when it got really bad. It wasn't good.
"It really scares me. Please don't make fun of him. He just needs help..." Mokuba trailed off.
"It's okay, I won't. I...I didn't know."
"Didn't know what? I didn't realize you actually knew anything," Kaiba had just walked up to them to hear the last part of the conversation. He looked at Joey and almost regreted saying that for there was that bruise on his face.
His fault.
And yet Joey didn't tell anyone – his friends or Mokuba. Kaiba shook the though out of his head. It didn't matter. What's the worse thing they could of done, make him say sorry?
"We're leaving Mokuba," Mokuba followed Kaiba as he began walking out of the playground. Joey walked out of the playground also but in the other direction.
And you know the weird thing is? Both Kaiba and Joey were thinking the same thing as they left the park:
I hate him...