"Will you do it?" Joey shuddered. 'They can't expect me to do this.'

"Joey… Joey?"

Flashback

Seto was humming silently to himself, unbeknownst to the questioning gaze locked in his direction.

"Erm… S-Seto?" The voice sounded familiar but uncharacteristic. Seto cringed at the use of his first name. 'This better be good. Though I give credit to the bold student for even remotely thinking they could come within 2 metres from me. I wonder if it was a dare or am I just losing my touch?'

Seto was about to give a cold remark when he glanced up and saw Joey shifting from foot to foot.

"Puppy? You sound distracted. What's wrong?" Though slightly fuming at the nickname, Joey crouched down close to Seto. They were currently seated under a sakura blossom tree in school. They both knew that at school they could be easily spotted and neither wanted to cause uproar of outrage and disgust. Joey tried to keep a fair distance from Seto but what he wanted to ask might stir some oppressive memories and Joey wanted to be able to comfort Seto. 'Seto's strong-minded but I don't want him to keep it bottled up.'

"Seto, were you abused?" Joey whispered, staring quietly into Seto's eyes. Seto sighed, he had been expecting the question but their location was inconvenient. Still, Joey obviously wanted to know, and Seto needed the closure for his open wounds. As if reading his mind, Joey pulled him up and dragged him in the direction of the rooftop. They moved quietly, not wanting to draw attention to themselves. Seto sent icy glares to anyone who looked at them, while Joey tugged on Seto's school jacket, not paying much attention to the curious glances but rather configuring up questions he wanted answered. Thankfully, the bell rang and students hurried off to their lockers, muttering and yelling about homework and tests. When they arrived at the rooftop door, Joey pulled out a key and slowly unlocked the door. Seto shot a questioningly look in his direction, raising a slender eyebrow.

"They keep it locked, because some kids were caught getting it on up here," Joey stated. Seto chuckled.
"The key comes in where?" Seto inquired. Joey had his trademark grin plastered on his face and a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"I stole the key from the janitor, got it cut and then left it near the janitor's closet. They never suspected a thing," Joey said. He spun the keys on his finger and winked. "Whilst everyone is sitting in class bored shit, I'm sitting up here, skipping class." Joey's boasting was cut short when they heard heels clicking against the floor in the hallways. They both scooted up the flight of stairs, bursting open the rooftop door while trying to hold down their fits of laughter. Joey quickly locked the door before joining Seto against the concrete wall.

"I want you to sue your dad," Seto stated bluntly. Joey's eyes widened.

"You want me to… sue…" Joey gulped. One look at Seto and Joey knew he was serious. "Shit."

A reassuring hand touched Joey's shoulder. Joey glanced up and was immediately immersed in Seto's dark blue eyes. They were glowing with such sincerity and support.

Flashback ends

He sat there with his mouth gaping open wide. He was still trying to process all the information that he had just been told. It was himself against his father. This has always been the case but now he was the hunter and his dad was the hunted. Seto whispered reassuring nothings into his ears trying to coax him into going ahead with it. Nothing was going to stop him from suing his dad but just the thought of confronting an audience about his beatings was unbearable. The mortification of admitting he was abused, but worse, the fact he didn't fight back was too hard to overcome.

"Joey," Seto said, waving his hand in front his Joey's face.

"I don't know what to do." Joey was torn between feelings and Seto didn't know whether to comfort him or not. Knowing only way effective way to calming Joey down, Seto closed the gap between them.

Joey had glanced up to look at Seto, but immediately found himself in a lip lock with said person.

"Mmph…Se… mmmm…" Joey fought back with all his might, putting all his frustration and confusion into the fierce battle. They kissed and held each other for so long, that neither of them heard the bell ring or the scattering of feet in the hallways, all they could hear was the breathing of the person opposite them. A hand lifted Joey's face up and Joey leaned forward expecting to be kissed, but stopped midway when he felt a hand trace his cheek. A husky voice broke Joey's thoughts, a voice that Joey immediately became addicted to.

"I'll always be here for you," Seto's feathery touch stopped at Joey's heart. "I'll never let you down," the hand moved back up to his bottom lip. "I'll love you forever." With that Seto threaded his hand into Joey's hair and pressed his lips to Joey's.

"I'll do it," Joey whispered. Once again Joey found himself passionately kissing Seto. A thought suddenly popped into Joey's mind and he pulled away slightly. He stroked Seto's face with his hand, a movement that Seto quickly conceded into. Questions plagued Joey's mind and he needed answers.

"You didn't answer my question, were you abused?"

"Yes." Joey's face was stricken with horror; he had suspected it to be true but to actually hear it from Seto's mouth was distressing nonetheless. There was no coldness or harshness directed into Seto's answer. It was emotionless. Joey inwardly shuddered, 'how can he say that with no emotion, like a… robot. How could someone so cruelly inflict so much pain to a person, that they become nothing more than a lifeless shell?', Joey thought as his fingertips lightly danced over Seto's skin. 'I'll save you, Seto. I'll bring you back.'

"Gozaburo, my stepfather," Seto whispered, gently grasping the hand caressing his cheek, his lips slowly descending on it. The gesture had been distracting but not distracting enough as Joey's attention was mesmerized by an unreadable emotion flickered in Seto's eyes. Feeling as if Joey was staring into his soul, Seto dropped his gaze to the ground. His efforts were in vain for Joey had already recognized the emotion and was silently rocking the great CEO in his arms. 'So much pain.'

Something wet trickled down Seto's neck and Joey's body was emitting small quivers.

"Please don't cry, puppy," Seto whispered, kissing the tears away whilst making small soothing circles on his back.

"He didn't… rape you… did he?" Joey stuttered. Joey felt a little better when Seto shook his head. At least they were both lucky enough to save their virginity for the person they loved.

"What," Joey gulped down the huge knot in his throat, "did he do to you?" Joey continued timidly. Silently giving Seto a reassuring squeeze, Joey urged him to respond.

"At first Gozaburo only abused me emotionally, hitting me only when I wronged or disrespected him. He was constantly attacking my self-esteem, pride and dignity, telling me over and over again that it was my fault my parents died. Brainwashing me into thinking everything unfortunate that occurred was my fault. Whether it was a broken plate or a downfall in the company, Gozaburo would find reason after reason for punishing me. A few times he would aim his anger at Mokie, the bastard would yell at Mokie for the slightest of mistakes, nothing went past Gozaburo's wrath undetected. Then one day he went to far and had the nerve to confront Mokie with his belt in his hands, making it look disturbingly like a whip. Knowing that standing in front of Mokie was my only option, I flung myself between both figures and cradled Mokie in my arms. The lashes of the whip created a sickening cracking sound as Gozaburo cruelly brought it down repeatedly on my back. From that moment on, Gozaburo seemed to receive sick pleasure at the thought of beating me. The beatings became more frequent but slowly my only comforts being my dear brother, vengeance and the love of duel monsters, drove me to take control of my life. You should have seen the sick bastards face when I took control of Kaiba corp. and claimed my rightful place at the top," Seto proclaimed with triumph. To his surprise, Joey's lips had suddenly lurched forward and captured Seto's. 'They've been doing that a lot lately,' Seto thought as he lightly chuckled.

Seto's arms grabbed Joey by his waist and Joey found himself practically straddling said person. Joey tried desperately not to moan when Seto "accidentally" shifted, creating a tormenting friction between their bodies. Joey pulled away, staring at Seto's chest, knowing he wouldn't be able to restrain himself if he looked at Seto's swollen and extremely kissable lips. There was only one more question he wanted answered and sexy images of Seto constantly plaguing his mind weren't helping him concentrate. His lower regions weren't calming down either.

"Where is Gozaburo now?" Joey asked, sounding a bit hoarse. Seto shifted again and a moan escaped Joey's lips.

"He fell out of a window on the third floor of Kaiba corp.," Seto shifted again, a bit harder than the previous times, loving the erotic sounds coming from Joey. "No one knows whether it was homicide or suicide. There was no evidence for the police to work on, I made sure of it." Joey was silently wondering if Seto was responsible for that man's death but the thought was lost when something hard brushed against his groin. Joey blushed when he realised the reason for Seto's insistence. 'I hope that's his mobile phone. Shit, that must be one HUGE mobile phone.'

TBC

sorry for not updating i've had computer problems and had to have my laptop reimaged. stupid school, anyways i'm adding another character to the story and it's duke devlin.

next chapter (for love or lust): it seemsSeto has some competition but when a fatal accident comes between Seto and Joey, Duke seems to have the advantage. But what does Duke really want?