Hello!!!!!!!! Gomen nasai! I am soooooooooo sorry I haven't updated in ages! I've ben at a stupid summer camp, and when I got back the internet connection was being stupid and I couldn't upload stuff. . Anyway! what matters is the updates here, right?

Youko/Kurama's Rose: Yupyupyup!

Pharaoh Star Yami: I was going to torture Joey, but oh well, Yami it is!

Dark mage of the sea 13: Or is he... Read and find out!

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Now everyone; onto the fic!

################## Normal POV. Back With the Rest of the Gang. #################

"There's no answer on his mobile." Duke muttered, pressing the re-dial button for the hundredth time. It finally stopped ringing and a gruff voice answered in an irritated tone.

"Who the hell are you?! Stop calling this bloody number!"

Duke was slightly taken aback, but he now had an idea of what had happened to his love; and Kaiba.

"I need to speak to Tristen Taylor."

"He's not here."

"But this is his mobile number. Did you mugg him or something?"

"No. He is in government care."

"Why?"

"He was caught with another brunette firing on our men."

"Tristen?! Surly not! I need to talk to either him, someone who represents him, or whoever is in charge where ever you are."

"I can not connect you to any of those persons."

"Why?"

"Because, like I said, Mr. Taylor is busy, he has no representative, and Mr. Kaiba is busy also."

"Kaiba?!?! That basted? Why's he in charge of the government all of a sudden?"

"Mr. G. Kaiba has been covering for Mr. G. W. Bush for the past month. And I will be ordering your arrest if you use that language to your superior again."

"Mr. G. Kaiba? That's not Seto..."

"'Course it's bloody not!" Joey yelled, grabbing the phone from Duke.

"Look you basted! I'm the one you want! I organized this! Let the others go!"

"Look, you're just some kid. And I don't take orders or bribes from kids."

"I am not a kid! I'm 16!"

"You didn't let me finish. I could do a trade. You for one of the brunettes, Tristen I think your friend called him."

"No, both of them."

"I can not release Kaiba. My boss wants him. But if you really are leading this, I could trade you for the other one."

Joey stopped and thought. If they had him too, he could be with Seto, (A/N: They're not together, but Joey has a huge crush on Seto. Just to clear that up.) but G. Kaiba was Seto's step dad; Joey knew he'd mistreated Seto, but not to what extent.

"If you look at it in trade value, the leader of the group you want, for some kid who was just going along with him, isn't a very good deal for me."

"I've already told you the terms, take them or leave them. Call me back in five minutes, or the whole deal is void." And with that the phone went dead.

################################## With Seto and Tristen. #################################

"Kaiba? Kaiba, are you ok?" the tentative voice said as it filled Seto's head.

"Fine, I think." The taller brunette answered, rubbing his head as he sat up, wincing at the pain that shot through his back.

"Basted" Seto muttered as he twisted to see the damage done to his back. When he laid his eyes on it however, he gasped and almost passed out again.

Although his back was bloody and a mass of burning nerves and pain, he could make out the cuts on it. They made up a capital letter 'K', complete with flicks, like you would get on a computer, with a serpent enter-twining in-between the bars. It was well done, and looked as though it was done at a tattoo parlor, except for the fact that he really didn't want it, and he knew the cuts would scar.

"Damn you Gozeburo." He murmured, relaxing slightly and slipping his shirt and coat on, after shaking them out, before gingerly lying back on the hard, cold concrete floor of the small cell they were sitting in. The cold floor helped to numb the pain, but it was still terribly uncomfortable.

"Are you sure you're ok? You were pretty messed up when they threw you in here." Tristen said, leaning over Seto so his face was all the brunette could see.

"I will be if you leave me alone."

"Look, Kaiba..."

"Don't call me that! I don't want to be related to that sadistic basted in any way!"

"Seto..."

"And don't call me by my first name either! Do you have any manners?!"

"Well what am I gonna call you then?"

"How about you don't talk to me?"

"But I'll go mad sat in here in silence! Come on! It's not like you're the only one suffering here!"

"Go on then, what did he do to you?"

"Err...."

"Exactly, the only reason you're suffering is 'cause you've been separated from your toy."

"Toy? If you mean Duke he is in no way a toy! We're in love! Which is something I wouldn't expect you to know anything about!"

"... Shut up, leave me alone."

"You're just a sore loser and a pathetic weakling!" Tristen had overstepped the line with this comment, and by the time he realized it, he was pinned up against the wall by Seto, who looked like he was about to kill him.

"I am not a weakling! Think before you open your big, fat mouth! I've put up with more than you can even imagine!"

"So tell me then. I doubt it can compare with me. My parents abandoned me when I was nine and I've had to make a living for myself since then; you can't have been through worse."

"You want to bet on that?"

"Go on then. Tell me. I told you."

"You told me by choice, I don't want to tell you. But I can tell you for definite I've been through worse."

"Oh, good, you're awake."

"Of course I am. Thanks to him." Seto muttered, turning away from the newcomer.

"I just though your friend might like to know we've had an offer for an exchange." The stranger said.

"Exchange? With who? Why?"

"With some other boy that called, 'cause he's more useful than you."

"Who?" Seto said, finally turning around to look at the speaker.

"Don't know his name, just that he's the leader of the rebels."

"Joey? Why would he want to be in here?" Seto muttered, more to himself than the stranger.

"Don't ask me, I only know what I've been told." The other man said, before turning to leave, but he stopped after a few steps and said,

"By the way, Mr. Kaiba will see you both later. Until then, he'd rather you didn't kill each other." And with that he left.

"Basted" Seto muttered again before lying back down on the floor and trying to get some sleep.

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