A/N: This part is about as long as the second, yea so I hope you people like reading. There is much substance abuse in this chapter, so if Jounouchi doing drugs and seriously drinkingreally bugs you...um...don't read...although I wan;t you to read it, so maybe...just stick it out? its not that bad, really...or at least not in this chapter. Its mostly kinda humourous, not that I'm glorifying drugs and alcohol and violence...

Disc: I don't own Yu-gi-oh! Or anything related.

Chapter 3

Jounouchi didn't want to go to the gang's hideout until he needed to, which at least was a few hours away. He couldn't think of anything to do in the mean time though. He supposed he could just walk around, aimlessly until he felt it was time to go. Maybe eat something

"Look at that, a wandering stray mutt. Looking for handouts no doubt." It took great will power to not turn around and kill the owner of that voice- who was quite clearly Kaiba. That guy was just so…so…mean spirited! What did Jounouchi ever done to him?

"Do you mind pissing off for once Kaiba?" Jounouchi kept walking. "You really must have nothing better to do with your time."

"I'm on a break, and what is more ego boosting then comparing yourself to those who are far beneath you? I look at you and smile, Jounouchi."

"That borders on strange and disturbing." Jounouchi muttered.

"I smile because I think to myself "even in a rut, I'm 100 times better then that mediocre loser". I never have to be depressed as long as you're around to boost my ego with your pathetic excuse for a life." Jounouchi frowned. Kaiba must be having a bad day and decided to take it out on someone.

"Well if it amuses you so much, why don't you shut up and appreciate it in silence?" Jounouchi flipped him off.

"You reek of marijuana, you mutt. You have SUCH dirty habits- I thought you were just a loser before, but now you're a trashy loser."

"EXCUSE ME?" Jounouchi turned on his heel.

"You heard me."

"What, you think I'm trashy cuz of a little weed? You have got to be the biggest f'kin bigot I have EVER met!"

"Probably. I can't imagine any other bigot giving you the time of day- I'm just nicer then most." Kaiba crossed his arms.

"Nicer? NICER?! I'll kill you, you f'kin bastard! You are by NO means NICER then ANYONE!" Jounouchi kicked a can towards Kaiba, hitting his pants. Some of the beverage escaped from the mouth of the can and splashed over Kaiba's grey slacks quite noticeably. Kaiba looked down at his leg then returned his eyes to their former position.

"You got my pants dirty."

"What a shame." Jounouchi said coolly, turning his back on Kaiba and walking away. He heard him coming but not soon enough. The next thing he knew was that his face had smashed into the pavement. He was paralyzed for a moment from the shock and the pain. He hated pot for that one characteristic. It slowed him down. He glared and slowly got to his hands and knees- the first stage in his plan to get up and kick Kaiba's ass.

"That's where you belong, Jounouchi." Kaiba kicked Jounouchi over, as the blonde tried to get up. "On the ground." By the time Jounouchi got up, Kaiba was gone. How did this happen?! How is it that Kaiba can get to him? How is it that Kaiba can BEAT him?! Was Kaiba stronger then him? No, Kaiba was just lucky this time…he was still feeling the affects of the pot. As for the other occasion where Kaiba threw him to the ground in Duelist Kingdom…um…that was just some lame move he learned from a self-defense class OBVIOUSLY. A hand to hand battle between the two of them, Jounouchi knew he would win for sure. He blinked as he felt a trickle of blood go down the side of his face.

"You fucker." Jounouchi frowned wiping the blood with his hand. Kaiba was the worst to Jounouchi. He never gave Jounouchi any credit for anything he ever did. During their duel at battle city, he knew that he had Kaiba in a few tough situations- but that ass couldn't admit it. He was always ragging on the blonde- just like everyone else. He remembered Anzu and Yugi hadn't even stayed to watch- probably went off to make out. 'It's not what you think' they said. Yea right. He remembered they didn't think he could beat Kaiba, and they just made fun of him for losing. They never thought he could do anything. They always thought Yugi could do anything and everything, but could Jounouchi? Nope.

"Oh how I hate people." Jounouchi muttered to himself. He headed towards the park so he could swing on the swings for a bit. He could cool off this way. He sat down and started to swing a little. Then he began to pump his legs until he got some real air. His blond hair would go in his eyes as he went forward, and then experience some anti-gravity while he was going backwards. Swinging on swings was one of those things. Who didn't love a good swing?

Time went by and he realized the sun was setting and he should probably go to the hideout. After the run in with Kaiba, and his thoughts about how his friends unintentionally made him hate himself, he really needed to see his gang. Even if they didn't like him, they still showed him respect. Jounouchi wasn't sure what was going on in his life right at that moment, but one thing was for sure- his desire to become someone and be respected was so strong it was the only thing on his mind.

"Jounouchi, you're late." Hirutani smirked

"Aw, c'mon. I just got a little preoccupied. Honda wanted to feed me. I never say no to a free meal- it's just rude."

"Whatever. You ready?" Hirutani put an arm around Jounouchi's shoulders. He was so much larger then the blond. It sometimes made Jounouchi nervous, but it also made him pretty proud that he could successfully take such a large guy on- but Hirutani's arm around his shoulders made the shorter boy feel slightly vulnerable.

"Ready for what?" Jounouchi asked nonchalant.

"Well, ready for your little welcome back party, of course. Oh kay guys. Bring out the brief case." One member brought a silver briefcase and set it on the table. "Open it." Jounouchi did as he was told. Inside was a bottle of vodka, sheets of acid, cocaine, a bottle, which was marked "ether" and a bunch of other things Jounouchi had never seen before.

"What's all this for?" He looked up at Hirutani.

"For you."

"Oh no, man I don't feel up to doing some of this shit. After last night's acid trip I never wanna touch that shit again." Jounouchi closed the briefcase, and was about to push it away when he felt a blade on his neck.

"You either do this and join or we kill you for wasting our time." Hirutani shrugged. Jounouchi mentally cursed the older boy. Of course he had to make it look good for the others, and he knew Jounouchi didn't really like doing this stuff… "Here, let's start off easy. Smoke a few joints…maybe do some buckets, or chutes? That'll get you high, and then you can move on to the fun stuff." He stuck a lit joint in Jounouchi's mouth. Glaring the blond took it. About 6 joints later Hirutani handed him the bottle of vodka. Jounouchi growled, hesitantly taking the bottle from Hirutani. He felt sick. It had been a long while since he had seriously done this stuff.

"Bong it." Hirutani nodded at the bottle.

"Whaaaaaaaat….." Jounouchi didn't want to drink an entire 26 of vodka, let alone bong it. Hirutani put a hose on the end of it. "No, no, I'll get sick man." Hirutani wasn't going to give him a choice. He felt someone grab him from behind and by pulling his hair, pulled his head back.

"You're not being fun Jounouchi. Ready? Don't waste any now." He put the tube in Jounouchi's mouth and tilted it. He could tell the boy was struggling to keep up and drink it all without throwing up. "Half done, kid." Hirutani smirked. Jounouchi felt his eyes water, and one tear drop escaped down the side of his face. His throat burned as well as his esophagus. He could feel it in his stomach that he needed to puke. He also felt he would pass out if he didn't breathe. His arms flung up and he grabbed the bottle, without his brain's permission, and fought to pull the bottle away. He gave up, seeing it was fruitless to try- also at this point he wanted to finish it, just to say he could. He took control over the bottle, and he felt everyone release him, and he tilted his head farther back and finished the bottle. Once it was done he dropped it, and fought the urge to vomit.

"Is he ok?" One of the newer, more compassionate members asked.

"He's fine, aren't you Jounouchi?" Hirutani smirked, looking at the wobbling blond who was desperately trying to find something to hold onto until the ground seemed to stop rippling. "Ready for the next round?"

"Everything's…spinning." Jounouchi sounded like he was about to pass out. Hirutani wouldn't hear of it. He grabbed the shorter boy and led him to the couch. He tossed a baggie of grass to another guy.

"Why don't you guys finish this off?" He figured there was no point in giving any more weed to Jounouchi. The brown-eyed boy looked at him, almost like he was blind.

"Dammit, you, you…" the kid was most definitely done. "Let's go."

"Go? Where?" Hirutani asked, amused.

"FIGHT! Fight me you bastard! Let's go!" Jounouchi mumbled. He slowly stood, using Hirutani's shoulders for support. He felt like he was learning to walk for the first time.

"Jounouchi is wasted, boss." One member laughed. The rest of the gang was doing buckets, getting quite high. Jounouchi tried to stumble over to them, and kick that one guy in the face but, he took a wrong turn at the couch and tripped. He rolled onto his stomach and crawled aimlessly, not sure what he was doing or what he was looking for. Hirutani pulled a quart of tequila out of the fridge and took a shot, with a lemon and salt. This was going to be an interesting night.

"Hey boys, move over." He sat down between two other gang members and joined in. Jounouchi was allowed to do as he pleased while the others got high, but in that time he was lost. He didn't know what was going on. He could honestly say he was never this drunk before. He somehow managed to stumble into someone, and he grabbed his arm and he was pushed away. He was filled with confusion as he felt something grab him under his arms. He struggled as the ground disappeared.

"Calm down, man." Hirutani laughed, wobbling slightly himself. "You're getting in the way of the others, so I'm 'spose to get you outta the way, see?" He practically dragged Jounouchi into another room, separate from the others. There was a couch in there as well. Jounouchi vaguely recalled this place as the place where no one was allowed but Hirutani and an invited individual-which back in the day was always Jounouchi. The two of them would always come in here to talk privately about people who needed to be "taken care of" and share some joints. This was where Hirutani basically lived throughout the day when he was supposed to be at school. This was where all the drugs were locked up and kept safe.

"This is where we can get into things I dun wanna share with the others." Hirutani smirked.

"What?" Jounouchi's confused and drunken mind was telling him to panic. It didn't understand what was going on, and just wanted Jounouchi to run away. Run forever. He couldn't listen to his brain though- it was like there was a wall between his brain and his body. He heard himself rambling, but he didn't know what his mouth was saying. He knew though, that he was somehow on the floor again. The room was spinning, and he wanted it to stop. "Stop this spinnin'in', man, just make it stop. I'm gonna get sick!" Hirutani seemed to be gone. Was he ever there? Was there ever a time where he wasn't spinning? He couldn't remember. Suddenly he felt himself being lifted again, and didn't panic this time. Hirutani kept an arm around him this time, knowing that the boy didn't know enough to stay upright.

"Maybe you're not ready for this yet…"Hirutani muttered to himself. The alarms went off in Jounouchi's head again, and despite the fact that Hirutani's presence was keeping him in a sitting position and made the world not spin, his presence seemed threatening. Why did he have so much control over Jounouchi's mind and body? Jounouchi knew he had to escape. He didn't trust this guy anymore…but with the larger boy's arm holding him in place, escape seemed impossible. Hirutani was smoking a joint, as he debated getting out the blotters. Jounouchi sat quietly beside him, his body trembling under Hirutani's arm.

"Why did you come back Jounouchi?" The elder boy turned to look Jounouchi in the eyes, his face only inches away from the drunken boy's. The boy looked at his leader, with the most nervous and confused expression on his face. Jounouchi felt more then ever, like he was the prisoner of Hirutani, being kept in this room, and interrogated. Soon there would be a torture of the sickest variety- or so Jounouchi thought.

"I just wanted…." Jounouchi forgot what he was thinking.

"Wanted what?" Hirutani wouldn't let him look away. He wanted to know for real, why this boy, who insisted on not coming back, would suddenly want to. He grabbed the blonde's head and forced him to keep looking at him. "What did you want, Jounouchi?"

"I want to be someone." Jounouchi said seriously, almost sober.

"What do you mean?"

"I was tired of… of people thinking I'm not anyone, but that they are someone and I'm not. They all think I'm not someone, but they don't know who I am. I use to be respected and feared by all sorts of people, but now no one does."

"Your name is still well known among underground circles." Hirutani felt it hard to understand the muttering boy, who seemed to be talking in circles.

"NO! Not enough! No one respects me, you... What are you!? No one takes me seriously, Jounouchi Katsuya is just a no good punk. Not anymore, you respect me, you know. You know who I am. You know what I'm capable of doing. You all do. You all know I can, I can fight, I can survive, but do they? No, no, they think I'm nothing. Kaiba said…that Kaiba I hate him so much…I'll kill him." Hirutani felt almost guilty for knowing this stuff. Jounouchi normally kept to himself, his business was his alone. No one ever knew anything about his life outside this gang.

"Well, I'm glad you finally realized who your real friends were all along."

"You people aren't my friends." Jounouchi pushed himself away from Hiutani. He was able to sit up better now, but his skin was still pale and he was shaking. Hirutani sighed.

"So what your saying is, you're using this gang to boost your ego." Hirutani opened his brief case.

"You wanna fight me?!" Jounouchi punched Hirutani in the head, but the older boy ignored it.

"You wanna have some of this. Here, eat it." He handed the younger boy a blotter with a skull on it. Jounouchi stared at it for a very long time, in awe.

"I can't eat this; it's a work of art!" He exclaimed. Hirutani rolled his eyes and took another blotter out of his briefcase.

"Open up, kid." He ordered.

"Huh?" As his mouth hung open, Hirutani stuck the paper in his mouth.

"Eat it." He ordered again. Jounouchi ate the original blotter as well as the one Hirutani had stuck in his mouth. Jounouchi pocketed another blotter in his denim jacket, because he was so fond of the design. Hirutani himself decided to get into the cocaine. The two sat on the couch, the only sound was Hirutani's sniffing, and Jounouchi's spontaneous mutterings. Time passed slowly, but an hour went by, and Hirutani closed his briefcase, and just chilled.

"Raindrops on roses….and whiskers on kittens…" Jounouchi sang quietly, almost dream like. He'd been muttering to himself for some time. "laa la… la.. laa laa and warm woolen mittens….Brown geese that fly with the moon on their wings….these are a few….of my favourite...things…" he raised his head and looked around. He was in a strange place, indeed. He was under the sea! "God man, get me an oxygen tank!" He demanded, holding his breath. He stood up a little quickly and fell flat onto his back. He was shocked when a beautiful blonde mermaid with huge bare breasts began to swim towards him. She clasped her lips around his and breathed into him. He relaxed, seeing as he wasn't going to die anymore. She pulled away, and some how he knew that now he had the ability to breath under the water. He tried to catch bubbles as they drifted past him. He somehow got engulfed in a large bubble and began to rise to the surface. The mermaid waved goodbye as he found himself back with Hirutani.

He tried to tell Hirutani about it, but he didn't think the older boy could hear him. It might be really hard to listen if you're really distracted by your face mutating.

"Hey man, you alright…your going all Cyclops on me…or multi-clops…or something." Jounouchi tried to touch Hirutani's face, and panicked when the mouth seemed to launch out and tried to snap his fingers off. "AAH!" He screamed as the mouth started to attack him.

"Jounouchi? Jounouchi?" Hirutani didn't understand why the blond was screaming. He must have been having a bad trip or something. He laid back and decided to ignore the other, but found it difficult when he was smacked across the face by an empty bottle.

"GET AWAY!" Jounouchi screamed. His pupils were dilated and he was sweating. The blond could hear his own heart beating fast and loudly, and it was freaking him out. Hands were coming at him from everywhere, trying to grab him. Where was his mermaid? "Let me go!" He tried to run away, tripping over a head on the ground that was trying to tell him something important- but he needed to escape the hands and the mouth so he had no time to listen.

Hirutani followed Jounouchi as the boy ran out into the main part of the hideout, passing the others.

"Whoa, Jounouchi's trippin out." One said, laughing. They were sitting around eating junk food. Jounouchi ran out of the hide out into the streets.

"He's not coming back for a while." Hirutani chuckled, joining the others. "He's got a head full'a acid."

Um,I was told this was a horrid spot to end a chapter...sorry about that... butyou understand, I hope. No worries, I'm editing chapter 4, RIGHT now. Reveiw please