Joey smiled as he closed his new bedroom door. Mokuba had been really nice, which made him feel all the worse for what he was about to do. He emptied his backpack onto the floor, admiring the contents. He took the leather trousers and placed them on a sofa at the foot of the bed. He pushed his messy clothes into drawers along with a few photographs he had. His deck went on the bedside table and the drugs…they could go in the medicine cabinet. It was so obvious. Mokuba wouldn't think to look there because it would be the first place anyone would go. Joey knew Mokuba would expect him to hide the stuff, so what better hiding place than the obvious. He smiled to himself, slipping a blue pill into his mouth as his stuffed the cabinet. He then proceeded to undress and try the shower. It had been a while since he'd enjoyed the cleanliness and benefits of heated water, and as the liquid cascaded over him, shrill memories of previous years washed over him. He remembered how tidy his apartment used to be and how nice the water felt at home when he could still pay the bills, before he got addicted. He hadn't meant to, but after everyone left he got involved with some…interesting characters and resorted to abusing stuff he'd never normally touch. It proved addictive and soon enough he was scraping money to get hold of as much as he could. He even sold his own body in order to get the sweet stuff. It didn't matter what it was LSD, Ecstasy, Cocaine, Heroine. He'd take any of it for the buzz of it. He'd started off on cannabis and the weaker stuff, but it proved boring quickly. Eventually he couldn't stop himself. He hated himself when he looked in the mirror, hated how much he looked like his father, but it was too late now. He couldn't go back.

Noticing the steamed up room, he turned off the shower. Grabbing a fluffy towel and stepping out he clambered to the bedroom. He slipped on the pyjamas that Mokuba had provided and slipped under the sheets. It was nothing like home. The sheets were thick and fluffy, surrounding him with a cool warmness and comfort he'd never experienced. He rolled onto his side, his wet bangs dampening the golden pillows. He smiled, maybe things could get better?

He woke up with a start. A shrill noise burst through his ears, an incessant beeping that wrung loud. He looked around. He wasn't at home. Had he died? No…he was at Kaiba mansion. The clock read 6am. Fuck. That's right, he had to go to work today. Grudgingly he got out of bed and pulled his messy hair into a short ponytail. Mokuba had sent him a suit, which he found in the closet. Slipping into his new uniform he trudged to the reception where the raven haired boy stood, looking equally as tired. Joey watched as the teen slipped sugared candy into his mouth.

'What, no coffee?' Joey looked over to him as he ate another sweet. Mokuba shook his head.

'No, I don't like it. I don't like mornings, so I eat sugar for energy.'

'You're nothing like Seto…'

'You're right, I'm a bigger ass to work for.' Joey's face paled. 'I'm just kidding Joey.' He smiled leading the blond outside and into the limo.

'If you're the boss, why do you start so early?'

'It's not by choice. Trading starts early and I need to be first there to monitor everything. Kaiba has a conference with me too over the internet and I need to be here early or I won't catch him. We're like 11 hours in front, and even with Seto's sleep pattern, it's a pain in the ass.' Joey smiled.

'Ah ok. So, what will I be doing today?'

'Just looking over some files, making sure they're in date…phoning a few partners to make sure they are ok with the services. The usual stuff I should do, but I can't be bothered.'

'So what do you do?'

'Run the company.' The grey eyed boy smiled and waited as the limo rolled to a stop. 'K, we're here.' Joey stepped out. 'I have Seto's old office, so…top floor.' He then took Joey by the arm and led him inside. The glass structure and white floors gleamed in the morning sun. It was almost painful. Mokuba nodded to a red haired woman on reception before striding to the elevator. His expression was none existent. Cold. Much like his brothers. As soon as he was in the elevator, his eyes lightened again.

'Why do you do that?' Joey stared at the teen.

'Do what?' Mokuba looked confused, looking himself over.

'Emotionless face?'

'Oh. It's a habit. I do it so people don't take advantage because I'm young. If I look scary, no one hassles me.' Joey smiled, classic Mokuba, always making things easy. They reached the office. It was large and the desk faced away from a huge panoramic window. At the other side of the room was a second desk, which the raven haired teen gestured to.

'That's yours.' He smiled and Joey continued over to it. Mokuba took his own position before pressing the intercom.

'4 bags of gummy worms, sour strawberries, 6 twinkies, 2 bottles of cola and 3 bags of skittles to my office…immediately.' He paused, 'Joey, you want anything?' Fuck, that was all for him? Joey shook his head in amazement.

'Patch me through to Kaiba Seto in New York.' With that a huge screen rolled down from the ceiling and a ring tone sounded over the room.

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