Hannah: "Hey guys, I'm so sorry it's been so long. But I was grounded from the computer for a REALLY LONG TIME. Stupid parents. Anyways… Here's the next chapter. God help me, they just keep getting more and more angsty don't they? Bakura? Could you do the honors?"

Bakura is no where to be found

Hannah: "Hey Yami, have you seen Bakura?"

Yami shifts his eyes nervously

Yami: "No…"

Hannah: "What's that noise, coming from that vacuum cleaner?

Yami: "We uh…. Accidentally sucked up a squirrel…"

Hannah: "Aw, poor thing… I'm going to let it out."

Yami: "NO! I mean uh… See… Now the squirrel has a family, cause it had babies… With um… Tristan… And now you can't take them out… Or they'll die… You see?"

Hannah gives Yami a really weird look but then shrugs

Hannah: "I always knew Tristan was like that. He always did have something for our neighbor's dog.

Hannah walks away whistling while Yami is being beaten up by a very angry, blushing Tristan. Faint screaming can still be heard from that mysterious Tristany-squirrel infested vacuum cleaner.

Chapter Twelve:

Seto Kaiba slept soundly in his bed. He was dreaming of sugar-plums and fairies, or well… Whatever a CEO of Kaiba Corp. would dream of. Suddenly, he was rudely awoken by a yank of his sheets. About ready to kill the person, whoever it was, it didn't really matter, into a bloody pulp. Seto opened his dreary eyes to find two, brown, anxious ones staring into his blue sleep-deprived ones. Seto sighed.

"What's the matter Mokuba?"

Mokuba started shaking his brother's arm, trying to get him to stand up.

"Joey is gone. I saw him leave when he walked past my door. Seto-san, he is too hurt to go anywhere! We have to get him back!"

Mokuba started crying. Seto, wide-eyed and awake by now, jumped out of bed and grabbed his trench-coat from the closet. He swung it over his shoulders and quickly ran out the door of his room. He swiftly walked down the stairs, through the living room, and to the foyer. Seto turned to Mokuba as he shoved his feet into his black boots.

"Mokuba, stay here. Don't leave. I'm going to find Joey."

Then, Seto ran out the door. Why would that idiot leave in the middle of the night, as hurt as he was, and more importantly, where would he go? Seto ran down street way and street way looking for him. Finally, after three hours, Seto sat down on a park bench, totally exhausted.

"Damn" –pant- "Fucking" –pant- "Mutt!"

Just then, something caught his eye; in the corner of the park by a large oak tree. Seto crept towards it and crouched down in a low bush. He could just see the person/animal/whatever from there without being seen. Seto could make out a faint form. The sun was just beginning to rise and a few minutes later, Seto could see the faint form of a teen-boy with blonde hair.

"Joey" whispered Seto quietly.

He was about to get up and yell at the stupid pup for running away but something stopped him. Something was not right. Something smelled wrong in the air. He saw Joey grab a bag. It was still a bit dark, so Seto couldn't see what was in the bag, but when he saw the form of Joey bend down and sniff in a straight line, Seto could guess what it was. Joey… Wheeler… Was doing coke. Seto licked his lips, not knowing what to do in a situation like this. He saw Joey lay down and he himself sat down, thinking over the situation.

He must have sat there like that a while, for the next thing he knew, Joey made a move next to him, and the sun seemed a lot brighter than it was. Seto watched as Joey grabbed for the bag again. He really looked like hell. His nose was bleeding. Joey seemed to realize this, for he reached his hand up to wipe it off. Seto seemed to think that it was the appropriate time to show himself. Joey's system seemed to be off the drug, for now anyways. Seto stood up slowly, still staring at the mutt before him. Suddenly, Joey started swaying. Seto ran forward and caught the mutt in his arms. He heard Joey say his name.

"What the hell are you doing you stupid mutt?"

"I don't… I"

Then Joey's eyes rolled to the back of his head and Seto felt Joey go limp in his arms. Seto just shook his head as he picked up the mutt's book bag and carried him home.

"What the hell am I going to do with you Joey Wheeler… You stupid mutt… What am I going to do?"

Hannah: "Well, that was chapter twelve. What did you guys think?"

Guys: "Yeah" "Hmm" "uh huh" "Sure"

Hannah: "I get no appreciation around here… Pfft… I work hard all day and that's what I get… Oh god… I'm starting to sound like a married woman. Speaking of which, where the hell is my koi?"

Yami: "I don't know… Stop acting like I got rid of him. Gosh… Wench…"

Hannah: "Hey, I heard that! Am not!"

Yami: "Are too!"

Hannah: "Am not!"

Yami: "Are too!"

Hannah: Throws a key-lime pie at Yami and hits him in the face. "Am not… Hmph!"

Yami: "Armph toomph!"