Hannah: "Hey you guys, sorry it's been so long… Drops head in shame. But here it is and it's a little bit longer than the ones lately. Bakura?"

Bakura: "If Hannah owned Yu-Gi-Oh, I would be real and in her bedroom right now giving her the time of her life.

Hannah: "Enjoy… Well, as best as you can with an angst story."

Chapter Twenty-one:

-Joey made his way home gloomily. He hated himself for making Seto angry. He knew he couldn't stay there forever, but he had gotten his hopes up. He loved Seto and he thought that the love was returned, but how could someone love him. He didn't even love himself…

Joey reached the apartment building and found himself shaking. He hadn't been home in quite a while and if he knew is dad, he would get a really bad beating for it. He walked up the stairs and opened the door to the shabby apartment. He found himself face to face with a very angry, very drunk father. Joey whimpered slightly in fear and kept his eyes downcast. He felt a slap on the face.

"You good-for-nothing boy! Here I am, giving you a home and food and a bed to sleep in and you don't appreciate my efforts one bit! Oh boy, you are going to get such a beating tonight no one will recognize you in the morning."

Joey was pushed down to the ground. He didn't care. He didn't care about anything anymore. Seto hated him. No one loved him. He didn't care if he just died. No one would miss him anyways… He felt the punching and the kicking and the dirty, scratchy hands roaming all over his tainted skin. Felt the clothes being ripped off. Felt the cold air hit his skin. Felt the rape… and he didn't care.

-Seto felt horrible. He felt like a no-good, downright bastard. He thought about just trying to forget and let Joey live his life, as fucked-up as it was. But found that he couldn't get those honey-golden eyes out of his mind. He was going to make things right Goddamn it! Seto grabbed his white trench coat and started walking to Joey's house.

After about fifteen minutes of walking as fast as his feet and long legs could carry him, he reached the destination. He was standing in front of Joey's door. He was about to knock when he heard a strange noise inside. He carefully and slowly opened the door and snuck in. He saw two figures in the living room and crouched down behind the couch to watch what was going on. He almost threw up.

Joey was being brutally pounded into by a man. Joey was just lying there, silently crying. His beautiful honeyed eyes looked dead. The man suddenly grunted and thrust into Joey one last time. The man got up, zipped his pants back up, and turned to Joey.

"Look how pathetic you are. That stupid CEO won't want your filthy self now."

Then, the man crouched down and grabbed Joey's shirt, pulling him close to the man's face.

"You are nothing. You here me boy! NOTHING! No one loves you. No one can love a whore…"

Then the man released Joey and Joey's head hit the floor with a thud, his eyes still dead with tears streaming down the bruised cheek. The man started to walk away, but turned back once and smiled cruelly.

"We'll do this again later on tonight son… Your dad is finished for now. After all, your father's little whore."

Seto gasped. The words carved into Joey's arm. F's Whore. The F stood for father. Seto had an intensive wave of guilt wash over him. When Seto had made sure that Joey's father had gone he ran over to Joey. Joey's eyes widened as they saw Seto's face. He started crying uncontrollably.

"Seto… What are you d-doing here? I didn't want you to s-see me like th-this. Don't look at me!"

Joey tried to cover himself.

"I'm so ashamed…"

Seto reached out and held Joey in his arms. He stroked his hair and tried to comfort him.

"Joey… I'm so sorry about earlier today. I… I was just so jealous because I thought you had a boyfriend. I didn't know… I'm so sorry."

"It's ok Seto… I love you…"

Suddenly, Joey coughed and blood spilled out onto Seto's shirt. Seto wiped the blood off Joey's lip.

"You need to go to a hospital. You are very hurt."

Joey nodded once before passing out. Seto put Joey down and walked the way his father had gone. Seto opened the door and Joey's father swung around.

"Who the fuck are you?"

Seto walked over to the man and towered over him. Seto let out a menacing growl as he looked at the man in disgust.

"How dare you taint the innocent with your disgusting ways you dog! If you ever come near Joey again, I will kill your sick ass myself! You got that?"

Then, Seto punched the man in the face, knocking him out cold. Seto grabbed his cell-phone and called the police. Seto spit on the man before rushing back to the limo and taking Joey home.

Hannah: "How did you like it? I have one two more chapters before this story is finished. I can't believe it's almost done… See you next time!"