Timeless Serenity
By: Saikyou Kirei262
Category: Angst/Romance(Sometime soon..mayhap in this chappie? Who knows.. ¬¬ )
Plotline: Still unknown...
Desired Coupling: Ehh..SetoxJoey..and mayhap a little TristanxJoey later on..
Summary for the story so far: Joey is currently under the care of our wonderfully kawaii yet stubborn, but still loved, Seto Kaiba! ^^ Joey awakes, and reflects sadly on the past and it's events. Also frretting over what may be in store for him back at home.
Summary for this chapter: Food and lots of rest always was the key to every illness. Well, Joey is awake, feeling slightly better, and well, Mokuba, since he's at home for that day, decides to give our little Joey a little tour of the Kaiba Mansion.
Temporary Interruption:
Mimiheart-Well, what I'm trying to do is sort of make Seto feel sorry for Joey, given his situation and all. Usually that'll consist of Joey not being able to do as many things. Like, when your sick in bed or something, don't you usually get a lot of attention? If so, that'll help me actually move the story along and lead Seto towards liking Joey without actually putting him in the OOC state. ^^ See? I'm brillant! ^.~
Kaneda-Shotaro and Yami Tesuo-Ahh, I will write more, and yes, SetoxJoey is the best ever, but I do somewhat like TristanxJoey. ^^; I mean, it's still ubber kawaiii but not many see it as a respectful Yaoi couple..'cept for some..*me* Also, I am glad you like my story! Thankies muchies!
GoddessChloe-Lol, yes, we all love it when Seto is being nice to the mutt.
Joey: For the 15th time! I'M NOT A MUTT!!
Seto: Your right, your MY mutt.
Joey: ..I won't hurt you for that one...
Meh: *hugs* ^^ Thankies for reviewing it very much appreciated!
GulimonTamer-OF COURSE JOEY AND SETO WILL PREVAIL! *gasp* If they didn't then then..that'd just be HORRIBLE!! x.x I WANT MY FATHER!! *runs off to find Cloudy; comes back with a plushie of her Father* Anyway, I may go back and re-write a chapter, I mean, I just type it, and re-read it..^^; So technically I'm not reading it for the enjoyment, it's just because well, I'm writing it to entertain OTHERS! Heh heh so there are lots of mistakes. ^^ And atleast I'm glad you read the AN! That makes meh feel better, but if you want a summary of the chapter I assume you HAVE to read the AN..O.o Seeing as how each chapter has a different summary..
Marikzgal4eva-Why thank you, I ish happy you reviewed, that I am! ^^; I am also happeh that you think that mayhap a TristanxJoey moment may be needed. Besides..it might spice up the plot..*cackles*
Saiyan-Kitsune-Foxfire- I have a question..^^ Do you watch DBZ? YuYuHakusho? and Inu-Yasha? Heh heh, I sort of gathered that from your name seeing as how Saiyan is from DBZ, Kitsune is from YuYuHakusho(Kurama-babeh), and Foxfire, the attack Shippo uses in Inu-Yasha. ^^;; Anyway, wonderful and grand idea! Thank you very much! TristanxJoey and Seto walks in on it..that'd work well in a later chapter..that it would...*cackles* XD That'd also spice up the plot! Thankies again for the wonderful suggestion my reviewer! lol *my* reviewer..I feel powerful..
Reine Keri-Seto? Gone soft?! *gasp* I think you are right! Heh heh, anyway, thank you for reviewing and I will be sure to update..as much as possible.
Devilburns- *bows slightly* Shank you for the compliment! ^^
TheoryMistress-!!! NAHEN!! *glomps her sister and purrs ubber loud*
Meh: *feels so loved by the reviews* Maybe..*.* Maybe I can get to a 100 reviews..wow..I'd be so happy and...I would probably be joyfully crying...*sniffle sniffle* Thank you for your reviews Kind reviewers! Here is a chapter for you! *sorry for the ebil long wait*
Duke: ON WITH THE CHAPTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Chapter 3:
Sick, Sick, and...sick!
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~First POV/ Joey~
I was terrified, I felt so trapt. I had been heading in the direction I wanted until my father broke down and turned into the synical madman he is now. It scared me, and everyone else who ran into him except for his other drunk and insane friends. I WAS the toy, the one thing they seemed to look forward to. It hurt, to see that my father DID nothing to protect me, not even in the face of danger.
The rough hand holding both of my hands above my head, feeling every inch of my body. Tears stung at my eyes as the hand roamed over my body. He never even had my permission, none of them even had any right to look at me how they did! My eyes shot open wide as my shirt was ripped away. It just wasn't going to stop. I wasn't enjoying this, I could hear my father and his other drunk friends laughing. My vision was so blurry, and my heart just wanted to stop. I just wanted to stop, to die, to leave this body. What I wouldn't have done to be somewhere else.
A knock sounded on the door and everything stopped. Everything. I heard my father hack then stand up from the chair he sat on. I could hear the rusty creak of the door when it opened slowly. Then my name and the sweet sounding voice of Yugi and Tristan. My eyes remained the dark almost hypnotized looking hazel eyes before snapping into reality. A rough kick on the side of my rib cage brought me to my feet. Of course I didn't want to kicked around like a dog, I also didn't want to show Yugi or Tristan anymore bruises. I told them my father was getting better. That he was getting help and ceasing some of his more terryfing events, but it was a lie. A lie. I didn't want them to know I was still being kicked around, even if I did help so much.
It's just, sometimes you'd rather not tell anyone anything at all. Like if your parents got in a big fight, sometimes you'd skip that automatically, not wanting anyone to know..That's sort of how I felt but it would just dent my pride. I didn't even have much dignity left, with all these beatings I took, never had I retalliated.
I limped towards the door, but not before grabbing a new shirt from my room. Quickly I opened the door and walked off, not bothering to tell my father. I didn't want him to know, If I did, he might come after Yugi or Tristan and I wouldn't want that.
~~~3rd Person again focusing on Joey of course~~~
Joey sighed heavily, he had only been awake for a few minutes, yet he already knew it was the second day and school was already in session. This was just so irritating, living momentarily under the roof of his most hated enemy; Seto Kaiba. This was his nightmare, no, his nightmare was losing something precious by one of his fathers drunkard friends. He almost lost it once, almost, and was so glad and weak when he was saved from having to had that taken.
Joey pressed his head harder against the pillow and felt his chest, wincing only slightly as his fingers grazed over the tender bruise. Currently it was probably black, blue, and yellow, or so he thought. He sighed, then was immediately awoken by a thought, Seto had seen his bruises. Or mayhap his maid, but, these WERE Seto's clothes he was wearing at the moment.
Joey cussed once under his breath then closed his eyes tightly, laying back down on the bed. It was so fluffy and airy, the pillow, he just wanted to press his head hard against the pillow and lay in the bed, curled up. He never had such luxurious things anyway. This bed was way to comfortable and really, he didn't want to leave it. Although he would eventually when his 'minor' illness went away. His gaze was a bit more focused than it had been yesterday but a lot of the things were still fuzzy and a little hard to see.
His stomach let out a loud grumble all of the sudden and Joey groaned. He didn't realize he was hungry, he looked around once again, almost expecting a buzzer or something..but oddly enough, nothing. He expected Seto to have room service or something but well, nothing of that sort was in this room. He sighed silently before looking over at a desk beside the bed. A well prepared and warm breakfeast was already on the desk beside him.
"Maybe he has mind reading maids.."Joey reached over, lifting the tray off the desk and placing it on his lap. Warm soup, a biscuit, and a small glass of slightly warm milk. Beef stew, Joey licked his lips, it looked as if his mouth was about to foam with drool as he stared at the stew. He raised the spoon from the bowl, some of the broth still stayed within the spoon. Hesitantly he tasted the soup, not sure if it was posion or not, but he was hungry and he wasn't one to be picky.
The broth was, it was, PERFECT! The V8 juice was heavenly good, just the right amount of salt, the heavy taste of beef, onion, peppers, carrots, and potatoes resting within the broth. It was so delicious. Each spoonful was full of the soup and Joey didn't hesitate to devour the delicious meal. The biscuit and drink was forgotten.
After the bowl had been cleaned of any remaints by Joey, he was so upset. He wasn't going to outwardly admit, but well, that soup was quite wonderful and he was upset there wasn't seconds. Joey sighed somberly, then placed the tray back on the desk beside him.
Despite the painful thudding his brain was giving him, he was at a much easier peace then he was before. His stomach was full....and..feeling nauseous!!!! Joey shot upright, out of the bed, towards a door close by. One of his hands was clamped over his mouth. Luckily, the door he had opened was the bathroom or A bathroom, he immediately threw himself before the toilet, and keeled over, vomiting. His head felt heavy and his chest didn't seem to like the fact the food was gone. He felt now like the acids within his stomach were eating at his throat and insides. It was like someone was starting a fire inside of him. His mouth tasted horrible, the remaints stinging his tongue.
Joey reached his hand out and grabbed a small towel on a rack right next to him. He whipped his mouth with the small towel, his head feeling heavy yet very light. His legs seemed to have lost all feeling and or movement. All his energy was now drained and well, there wasn't anything to wash the fluids out with, except for the warm milk now but he declined that. It had a taste and would be horrible for him to drink, or so he thought.
He whimpered slightly, laying on the cold tile floor that seemed to have been waxed over a few dozen times in the last week. His forehead once again was full of sweat. He tried his hardest to remove himself from the cold tiles. Wanting and yearning to seek warmth beneath the cotton sheets. His energy was lifted and sucked out of him, and immediately he gave up, curling up tightly on the floor to try and cease all internal pain he was having. Oddly enough, he slipped off into the warm and serene embrace of sleep, though his skin still remained abundant of goosebumps, showing that he was still somewhat cold.
~~~~~*Seto focusing*~~~~~
School was hell, windows barbed with metal, the hall bustling with complete idiots, Joey's homework in his hands. This day seemed to have been the worst in his whole entire life. Although, he was just over exagerating, of course. Who wouldn't? Seto sighed heavily, walking out of school towards his limo that had pulled up just now. Roughly he swung the door open, and sat down on the leather seats.
~~~~Home~~~~~~
He had arrived early, or so he thought, food was already being prepared in the kitchen. For a second he stood captivated by the smell before a blonde haired girl walked out before him. She smiled widely and held out her hand, offering to take his burden.
Seto handed over the books and papers he was holding to the blonde. She smiled so broadly that Seto almost thought that if she stayed like that her face would be permanently stuck like that. Immediately her smile broke and she sighed somberly before walking off.
"Chira.."Seto said quietly, the girl stopped and looked over her shoulder, a sad look etched on her face. She sighed once again, awaitng whatever her 'master' was about to say. Maybe he was going to yell at her for bumping into him yesterday. She prayed that wasn't the thought but was quickly torn from that when Seto spoke up.
"Is Wheeler doing any better?"
"....Last time I checked his fever was much better, but that was this morning, before you left. He probably awoke and had the soup, and if so then he is probably doing much better than before."Chira said quietly before walking off. Seto starred at her retreat into the kitchen. 'Better go check on the mutt..' He told himself, walking up the flight of stairs. Quietly he knocked on the door, not wanting to be a bad host, but well, he didn't really understand why. It wasn't like he was suppose to be nice to everyone. No answer.
Seto grasped the brass knob and slowly pulled open the door, pushing open the door so quietly, not wanting to wake the sleeping blonde if he was asleep. Once the door had enough space for him to slip in, he did so.
No Mutt.
He looked around quickly, immediately getting nervous, what if Joey left, sick, bruised and with nothing in his stomach. Joey would be so easily over-powered if out on the street.
Quickly he noticed the door ajar, and rushed over, on the ground within the bathroom was the sleeping blonde. He sighed with relief, then it came to him, seeing as how Joey was in the bathroom, his stomach probably retain the foods. Seto sighed, now the mutt needed a bath, he'd have to wait for the mutt to wake up that was for sure.
Joey stirred slightly as Seto lifted him up gently from the cold tile floor. Seto walked quietly towards the bed, and somehow managed to push the sheets aside. He softly placed the mutt on the bed and brought the sheets back over him.
Gingerly he brushed his index and middle finger over the mutt's forehead. His head was still on fire, Chira said he was much better, maybe he was earlier, but now he seemed to be worse. The poor mutt. Seto blinked, confused as to why a sudden shock of sympathy jerked at him inside. Was he actually worried about the welfare of the stubborn loud mouthed mutt that wouldn't shut up? Maybe, maybe he was. Immediately the thought was killed, hell no! Joey was just a pathetic mutt, he served no real purpose or meant anything to him! The only thing that mattered was Mokuba* and his company. Why! He could care less about Joey and his friends! They meant absolutely nothing to him and served as no value...atleast, that was what he thought.
Maybe to him it was true, but he knew that to the mutt they meant so much more. He shook his head slightly and stood up, walking towards the door.
Nothing.
They. Meant. Nothing.
It was as easy as that, besides, like he was told when he was younger, if you tell yourself something and take it seriously you will continuously believe it and even get others to believe you. A bell ringing brought him back to his sense, dinner was about to be served. He smirked, an early dinner was always something to look forward to. Besides, he had to go somewhere at 5PM.
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End of Chappie:
Meh: Gomen for the very long wait! I had my HSPT retake and I was sick with the flu! X.x I am so sorry!!
Once again:
Meh: *fishing for reviews again* C'mere fishies..c'mon..review..onegai...review...for me...please? Please!? PLEASE!? *gets desperate; falls over* OUCH!!
Seto: *points and laughs; is vaguely reminded of something that happened just like this; stops and walks off*
Joey: *gets confused; shrugs and grabs Seto; drags him into a room; locks the door; noises are heard; actually it's just him and Seto yelling at eachother over the friend thing*
Meh: *looks at the door; sees Ayako; waves* AYAKO!
Ayako: 'ello!! *pounces on her creator* How're you creator!! I miss my brother and Aya!! *growls*
Meh: *gets attacked; runs* AHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *gets hospitalized* X.x;
Disclaimer: I dun own this just so ya know..wish I did..but I don't! *has forgot to do this in every chapter*
By: Saikyou Kirei262
Category: Angst/Romance(Sometime soon..mayhap in this chappie? Who knows.. ¬¬ )
Plotline: Still unknown...
Desired Coupling: Ehh..SetoxJoey..and mayhap a little TristanxJoey later on..
Summary for the story so far: Joey is currently under the care of our wonderfully kawaii yet stubborn, but still loved, Seto Kaiba! ^^ Joey awakes, and reflects sadly on the past and it's events. Also frretting over what may be in store for him back at home.
Summary for this chapter: Food and lots of rest always was the key to every illness. Well, Joey is awake, feeling slightly better, and well, Mokuba, since he's at home for that day, decides to give our little Joey a little tour of the Kaiba Mansion.
Temporary Interruption:
Mimiheart-Well, what I'm trying to do is sort of make Seto feel sorry for Joey, given his situation and all. Usually that'll consist of Joey not being able to do as many things. Like, when your sick in bed or something, don't you usually get a lot of attention? If so, that'll help me actually move the story along and lead Seto towards liking Joey without actually putting him in the OOC state. ^^ See? I'm brillant! ^.~
Kaneda-Shotaro and Yami Tesuo-Ahh, I will write more, and yes, SetoxJoey is the best ever, but I do somewhat like TristanxJoey. ^^; I mean, it's still ubber kawaiii but not many see it as a respectful Yaoi couple..'cept for some..*me* Also, I am glad you like my story! Thankies muchies!
GoddessChloe-Lol, yes, we all love it when Seto is being nice to the mutt.
Joey: For the 15th time! I'M NOT A MUTT!!
Seto: Your right, your MY mutt.
Joey: ..I won't hurt you for that one...
Meh: *hugs* ^^ Thankies for reviewing it very much appreciated!
GulimonTamer-OF COURSE JOEY AND SETO WILL PREVAIL! *gasp* If they didn't then then..that'd just be HORRIBLE!! x.x I WANT MY FATHER!! *runs off to find Cloudy; comes back with a plushie of her Father* Anyway, I may go back and re-write a chapter, I mean, I just type it, and re-read it..^^; So technically I'm not reading it for the enjoyment, it's just because well, I'm writing it to entertain OTHERS! Heh heh so there are lots of mistakes. ^^ And atleast I'm glad you read the AN! That makes meh feel better, but if you want a summary of the chapter I assume you HAVE to read the AN..O.o Seeing as how each chapter has a different summary..
Marikzgal4eva-Why thank you, I ish happy you reviewed, that I am! ^^; I am also happeh that you think that mayhap a TristanxJoey moment may be needed. Besides..it might spice up the plot..*cackles*
Saiyan-Kitsune-Foxfire- I have a question..^^ Do you watch DBZ? YuYuHakusho? and Inu-Yasha? Heh heh, I sort of gathered that from your name seeing as how Saiyan is from DBZ, Kitsune is from YuYuHakusho(Kurama-babeh), and Foxfire, the attack Shippo uses in Inu-Yasha. ^^;; Anyway, wonderful and grand idea! Thank you very much! TristanxJoey and Seto walks in on it..that'd work well in a later chapter..that it would...*cackles* XD That'd also spice up the plot! Thankies again for the wonderful suggestion my reviewer! lol *my* reviewer..I feel powerful..
Reine Keri-Seto? Gone soft?! *gasp* I think you are right! Heh heh, anyway, thank you for reviewing and I will be sure to update..as much as possible.
Devilburns- *bows slightly* Shank you for the compliment! ^^
TheoryMistress-!!! NAHEN!! *glomps her sister and purrs ubber loud*
Meh: *feels so loved by the reviews* Maybe..*.* Maybe I can get to a 100 reviews..wow..I'd be so happy and...I would probably be joyfully crying...*sniffle sniffle* Thank you for your reviews Kind reviewers! Here is a chapter for you! *sorry for the ebil long wait*
Duke: ON WITH THE CHAPTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Chapter 3:
Sick, Sick, and...sick!
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~First POV/ Joey~
I was terrified, I felt so trapt. I had been heading in the direction I wanted until my father broke down and turned into the synical madman he is now. It scared me, and everyone else who ran into him except for his other drunk and insane friends. I WAS the toy, the one thing they seemed to look forward to. It hurt, to see that my father DID nothing to protect me, not even in the face of danger.
The rough hand holding both of my hands above my head, feeling every inch of my body. Tears stung at my eyes as the hand roamed over my body. He never even had my permission, none of them even had any right to look at me how they did! My eyes shot open wide as my shirt was ripped away. It just wasn't going to stop. I wasn't enjoying this, I could hear my father and his other drunk friends laughing. My vision was so blurry, and my heart just wanted to stop. I just wanted to stop, to die, to leave this body. What I wouldn't have done to be somewhere else.
A knock sounded on the door and everything stopped. Everything. I heard my father hack then stand up from the chair he sat on. I could hear the rusty creak of the door when it opened slowly. Then my name and the sweet sounding voice of Yugi and Tristan. My eyes remained the dark almost hypnotized looking hazel eyes before snapping into reality. A rough kick on the side of my rib cage brought me to my feet. Of course I didn't want to kicked around like a dog, I also didn't want to show Yugi or Tristan anymore bruises. I told them my father was getting better. That he was getting help and ceasing some of his more terryfing events, but it was a lie. A lie. I didn't want them to know I was still being kicked around, even if I did help so much.
It's just, sometimes you'd rather not tell anyone anything at all. Like if your parents got in a big fight, sometimes you'd skip that automatically, not wanting anyone to know..That's sort of how I felt but it would just dent my pride. I didn't even have much dignity left, with all these beatings I took, never had I retalliated.
I limped towards the door, but not before grabbing a new shirt from my room. Quickly I opened the door and walked off, not bothering to tell my father. I didn't want him to know, If I did, he might come after Yugi or Tristan and I wouldn't want that.
~~~3rd Person again focusing on Joey of course~~~
Joey sighed heavily, he had only been awake for a few minutes, yet he already knew it was the second day and school was already in session. This was just so irritating, living momentarily under the roof of his most hated enemy; Seto Kaiba. This was his nightmare, no, his nightmare was losing something precious by one of his fathers drunkard friends. He almost lost it once, almost, and was so glad and weak when he was saved from having to had that taken.
Joey pressed his head harder against the pillow and felt his chest, wincing only slightly as his fingers grazed over the tender bruise. Currently it was probably black, blue, and yellow, or so he thought. He sighed, then was immediately awoken by a thought, Seto had seen his bruises. Or mayhap his maid, but, these WERE Seto's clothes he was wearing at the moment.
Joey cussed once under his breath then closed his eyes tightly, laying back down on the bed. It was so fluffy and airy, the pillow, he just wanted to press his head hard against the pillow and lay in the bed, curled up. He never had such luxurious things anyway. This bed was way to comfortable and really, he didn't want to leave it. Although he would eventually when his 'minor' illness went away. His gaze was a bit more focused than it had been yesterday but a lot of the things were still fuzzy and a little hard to see.
His stomach let out a loud grumble all of the sudden and Joey groaned. He didn't realize he was hungry, he looked around once again, almost expecting a buzzer or something..but oddly enough, nothing. He expected Seto to have room service or something but well, nothing of that sort was in this room. He sighed silently before looking over at a desk beside the bed. A well prepared and warm breakfeast was already on the desk beside him.
"Maybe he has mind reading maids.."Joey reached over, lifting the tray off the desk and placing it on his lap. Warm soup, a biscuit, and a small glass of slightly warm milk. Beef stew, Joey licked his lips, it looked as if his mouth was about to foam with drool as he stared at the stew. He raised the spoon from the bowl, some of the broth still stayed within the spoon. Hesitantly he tasted the soup, not sure if it was posion or not, but he was hungry and he wasn't one to be picky.
The broth was, it was, PERFECT! The V8 juice was heavenly good, just the right amount of salt, the heavy taste of beef, onion, peppers, carrots, and potatoes resting within the broth. It was so delicious. Each spoonful was full of the soup and Joey didn't hesitate to devour the delicious meal. The biscuit and drink was forgotten.
After the bowl had been cleaned of any remaints by Joey, he was so upset. He wasn't going to outwardly admit, but well, that soup was quite wonderful and he was upset there wasn't seconds. Joey sighed somberly, then placed the tray back on the desk beside him.
Despite the painful thudding his brain was giving him, he was at a much easier peace then he was before. His stomach was full....and..feeling nauseous!!!! Joey shot upright, out of the bed, towards a door close by. One of his hands was clamped over his mouth. Luckily, the door he had opened was the bathroom or A bathroom, he immediately threw himself before the toilet, and keeled over, vomiting. His head felt heavy and his chest didn't seem to like the fact the food was gone. He felt now like the acids within his stomach were eating at his throat and insides. It was like someone was starting a fire inside of him. His mouth tasted horrible, the remaints stinging his tongue.
Joey reached his hand out and grabbed a small towel on a rack right next to him. He whipped his mouth with the small towel, his head feeling heavy yet very light. His legs seemed to have lost all feeling and or movement. All his energy was now drained and well, there wasn't anything to wash the fluids out with, except for the warm milk now but he declined that. It had a taste and would be horrible for him to drink, or so he thought.
He whimpered slightly, laying on the cold tile floor that seemed to have been waxed over a few dozen times in the last week. His forehead once again was full of sweat. He tried his hardest to remove himself from the cold tiles. Wanting and yearning to seek warmth beneath the cotton sheets. His energy was lifted and sucked out of him, and immediately he gave up, curling up tightly on the floor to try and cease all internal pain he was having. Oddly enough, he slipped off into the warm and serene embrace of sleep, though his skin still remained abundant of goosebumps, showing that he was still somewhat cold.
~~~~~*Seto focusing*~~~~~
School was hell, windows barbed with metal, the hall bustling with complete idiots, Joey's homework in his hands. This day seemed to have been the worst in his whole entire life. Although, he was just over exagerating, of course. Who wouldn't? Seto sighed heavily, walking out of school towards his limo that had pulled up just now. Roughly he swung the door open, and sat down on the leather seats.
~~~~Home~~~~~~
He had arrived early, or so he thought, food was already being prepared in the kitchen. For a second he stood captivated by the smell before a blonde haired girl walked out before him. She smiled widely and held out her hand, offering to take his burden.
Seto handed over the books and papers he was holding to the blonde. She smiled so broadly that Seto almost thought that if she stayed like that her face would be permanently stuck like that. Immediately her smile broke and she sighed somberly before walking off.
"Chira.."Seto said quietly, the girl stopped and looked over her shoulder, a sad look etched on her face. She sighed once again, awaitng whatever her 'master' was about to say. Maybe he was going to yell at her for bumping into him yesterday. She prayed that wasn't the thought but was quickly torn from that when Seto spoke up.
"Is Wheeler doing any better?"
"....Last time I checked his fever was much better, but that was this morning, before you left. He probably awoke and had the soup, and if so then he is probably doing much better than before."Chira said quietly before walking off. Seto starred at her retreat into the kitchen. 'Better go check on the mutt..' He told himself, walking up the flight of stairs. Quietly he knocked on the door, not wanting to be a bad host, but well, he didn't really understand why. It wasn't like he was suppose to be nice to everyone. No answer.
Seto grasped the brass knob and slowly pulled open the door, pushing open the door so quietly, not wanting to wake the sleeping blonde if he was asleep. Once the door had enough space for him to slip in, he did so.
No Mutt.
He looked around quickly, immediately getting nervous, what if Joey left, sick, bruised and with nothing in his stomach. Joey would be so easily over-powered if out on the street.
Quickly he noticed the door ajar, and rushed over, on the ground within the bathroom was the sleeping blonde. He sighed with relief, then it came to him, seeing as how Joey was in the bathroom, his stomach probably retain the foods. Seto sighed, now the mutt needed a bath, he'd have to wait for the mutt to wake up that was for sure.
Joey stirred slightly as Seto lifted him up gently from the cold tile floor. Seto walked quietly towards the bed, and somehow managed to push the sheets aside. He softly placed the mutt on the bed and brought the sheets back over him.
Gingerly he brushed his index and middle finger over the mutt's forehead. His head was still on fire, Chira said he was much better, maybe he was earlier, but now he seemed to be worse. The poor mutt. Seto blinked, confused as to why a sudden shock of sympathy jerked at him inside. Was he actually worried about the welfare of the stubborn loud mouthed mutt that wouldn't shut up? Maybe, maybe he was. Immediately the thought was killed, hell no! Joey was just a pathetic mutt, he served no real purpose or meant anything to him! The only thing that mattered was Mokuba* and his company. Why! He could care less about Joey and his friends! They meant absolutely nothing to him and served as no value...atleast, that was what he thought.
Maybe to him it was true, but he knew that to the mutt they meant so much more. He shook his head slightly and stood up, walking towards the door.
Nothing.
They. Meant. Nothing.
It was as easy as that, besides, like he was told when he was younger, if you tell yourself something and take it seriously you will continuously believe it and even get others to believe you. A bell ringing brought him back to his sense, dinner was about to be served. He smirked, an early dinner was always something to look forward to. Besides, he had to go somewhere at 5PM.
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End of Chappie:
Meh: Gomen for the very long wait! I had my HSPT retake and I was sick with the flu! X.x I am so sorry!!
Once again:
Meh: *fishing for reviews again* C'mere fishies..c'mon..review..onegai...review...for me...please? Please!? PLEASE!? *gets desperate; falls over* OUCH!!
Seto: *points and laughs; is vaguely reminded of something that happened just like this; stops and walks off*
Joey: *gets confused; shrugs and grabs Seto; drags him into a room; locks the door; noises are heard; actually it's just him and Seto yelling at eachother over the friend thing*
Meh: *looks at the door; sees Ayako; waves* AYAKO!
Ayako: 'ello!! *pounces on her creator* How're you creator!! I miss my brother and Aya!! *growls*
Meh: *gets attacked; runs* AHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *gets hospitalized* X.x;
Disclaimer: I dun own this just so ya know..wish I did..but I don't! *has forgot to do this in every chapter*
