A man appeared on the screen.

'Casey?' Mokuba looked confused. Joey looked up. The man was fairly thin with green eyes and short blond hair.

'Mr Kaiba.' He nodded.

'Where is Seto?'

'He set off for a business trip last night.'

'Oh, odd, he never told me.'

'Sorry, Mr Kaiba. I will put it on his planner to contact you.'

'Yes, thank you.' Mokuba pressed a button and the screen retracted. Joey felt an odd longing sense in his stomach, secretly he had been hoping to see Kaiba. He shrugged it off, much like the raven-haired teen and began filing through the papers before him.

10 minuets later a shrill knock came from the door, causing both boys to look up. As Mokuba opened his mouth to speak the doors open and a thin man walked in. His brown locks feel neatly over his face and the crisp white business suit hugged the slender skin. Joey's breath caught in his mouth…it couldn't be.

'Mokuba.' The velvet sound flowed from soft lips. The perfect stance, shoulders back, hips forwards with his hand delicately placed on the left side.

'Big brother!' Mokuba squealed and ran around to the tall brunet, hugging his waist tightly. Joey watched the gleeful smile on the taller man's lips. 'I've missed you so much! How was America! How long are you back for! What are you doing here and…'

'Calm down…one at a time.' He ruffled the messy hair, causing the black haired boy to frown. Joey sat back, watching the scene. 'America was…OK. They have good coffee. I'm back for 2 weeks and I'm here because it's been 2 years since I've seen you in person.' Seto smiled looking around his old office. 'How are the hotel plans?'

'They're great…Joey is just filing through the work now and some of the prototype rooms have been done at the mansion. We have…'

'Joey?' the older Kaiba cut him off, his eyes finally landing on the blond. Joey froze, his blood ran cold and his body was paralyzed. Kaiba walked over, for only a small distance it seemed to take a life time. He reached the desk, eyeing the blond over carefully.

'Um…Hi…' Joey felt uncomfortable in growing silence.

'Hi.' Kaiba looked confused. This was not the Joey he remembered. This man was not tanned with flawless skin and soft hair. He wasn't excitable and happy, his emotions scrawled upon his sleeve. No, he was…different. 'You've changed.' Blue eyes remained emotionless.

'You haven't.'

'I know. What happened to you?'

'What do you mean?'

'You're so…not you.' There was no other way to describe it. Kaiba knitted his brows in thought, he couldn't work out what had happened. He turned as he felt a hand on his shoulder.

'Seto, it's ok.' He nodded the grey eyed boy and way led away to the desk. 'I'll show you the hotel spots so you can see what you think, then afterwards, we'll have dinner at home.'

'Sounds good.'

'Yeah.'

'You been eating well since I left?'

'Yup, 3 meals a day, veg included.'

'But you had pie last night…' Joey chipped in, to which Mokuba's eyes widened, his head shaking frantically.

'Pie?' Seto looked at his brother.

'Um yes, chicken pie…with veg and carrots and potatoes and stuff.'

'Carrots are vegetables.'

'I know that.'

'Wait…how does Joey know.'

'Um…since last night…he lives with me…'

'WHAT!' Kaiba exploded, flicking his gaze between the two. Mokuba employed Joey…Joey worked in his office…and he lived with him? What the fuck had Joey and his baby brother been doing the past two years?

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