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The Jell-O and Pudding Monster/Oral Surgery

Chapter three: Death Wish, haha

If you ever been on pain pills it's safe to say day becomes night and night is just a dream state you fall in and out of, or at least that was Joey's explanation of why he was dreaming of Kaiba. He could feel the sun on his face, but in the back of his mind he saw a sky filled with sparkling stars. The stars on closer inspection weren't really in the sky, but in a pair of deep blue orbs that boar into his own, hazel jewels; that's what Kaiba called his eyes. Joey couldn't pull away from the rapture he felt while looking at the sexy CEO. Kaiba held him tightly and whispered over and over how much he loved him. Moaning he willed his eyes to stay shut with the hope his med's would lead to a happy ending. But Joey didn't have that kind of luck. The stars begin to fade and the sun burned his cheeks.

He opened his mouth involuntary and the pain doubled the boy over into a knot tighter that a coil on an old mattress.

He reached out for the button next to his bed and the nightmare or day mare took flight. Tears threaten to fall as he tried to figure out whose dream he'd suddenly fallen into, because this was more like the Kaiba he knew. However Kaiba wrapped his arms around the boy's waist and began the slowly process of kneading all the pain out of his body. Up to this point their kissing had only made it to first base, but in his drug induced state of mind Kaiba eased into a home run with no problem. His tongue tickled the insides of Joey's throat and the boy wanted so much more. He jumped up with a start, sweat dripping and an amused nurse staring at him.

"So was it a wet dream or a WET Dream," Browneyeshamer giggled in a girly way. She stood over Joey's bed holding a small paper cup in one hand filled with his antibiotics and in the other a small glass with a straw. The glass had a picture of the blue-eyes white dragon on it and the straw flaunted the red-eyes dragon wining its body around the length and ending at the top.

Too embarrassed to speak he took the cup and sipped from the straw, wondering just what she meant by that statement, but to afraid to ask.

"I'm waiting," playfully she pulled at his cover ready to expose his dirty little secret.

"Hey. . . . Aren't you my nurse . . . .? This is so wrong," He pleaded. "Sadist"

"I'm just going to have a look at your mouth, you were moaning and we can't have you busting any stitches, Kaiba would have a fit." She leaned over,"OPEN WIDE, well just open a little bit."

"It hurts . . . ." Joey refused he'd had enough pain to last a long time.

"Let's make a deal," She narrowed her eyes.

'Scary,' the boy thought.

"No fan fiction, no talking, and whatever you've got planned until I get back and I'll wait until tonight, to examine you. Promise to stay in this room and let your mouth heal. The maid will bring your breakfast and there's a valet to help you wash. Yugi will visit at lunch," suddenly the nurse was back and his friend had disappeared.

"Evil witch," he whispered.

"I heard that," she pretended to be hurt.

"I didn't mean it, it's just I'm so bored and lonely," Joey's long lashes fluttered and his eyes misted just a touch.

"Honey, I'll admit you are a sweet thing, but your sex is on the wrong side of the fence for me. Save it for that man that can't keep his hands off you."

"It's just a game," Joey frowned, but his body temperature rose.

"Yeah, you keep on saying that, and you just might fool him but what about your heart." Taking more time than needed she dressed in a warm white sweater that matched the traditional uniform worn by nurses and wrapped a silk scarf around her neck. "Well I'm leaving, hey you promise . . . Boy!"

"Ok, but I want snuggle –monster," he answered avoiding the question. For a moment he thought of that story about the author and his nurse and chills ran up his spine.

She walked over to a love seat and produced a teddy bear and Joey's eyes doubled in size. Quickly he scans the room for his fluff ball.

"Promise," the stern nurse repeated. Damn he saw a bat and flinched just like the movie.

Joey bobbed his head up and down . . . . .down and up in rapid motion, she laughed, and produced from under the covers that had fallen to the floor a strange creature.

Joey had already named the furry guy Rainbow, which was actually a giant caterpillar that wrapped around his body.

"Witch," those were the last words he spoke. Joey could hear her laughter from down the hall. He wondered just what was so important that she would leave him for a day. There was sadness in her eyes he didn't like. It made it difficult to break his promise but boys will be boys and his manga called. So without a second thought he searched for his manga and IPod but realize he wasn't in the hospital room.

"Crap," Joey closed his eyes and allows sleep to take him under. "Hell I think she drugged me, "Witch,"

His mind knew night had left and day was day . . . . Whatever this sucks... well he was tired and his face did ache and sleep kept him out of trouble . . . . Sleep, kissing, and kissing that's all he remember…..

Later . . .

"Hey, got a light," she asked the man behind the bar. Millie the name she used when not at work held out a broken cigarette and the bartender touch his own cig to hers. It was an easy relationship that had grown over the years.

"Hit me with another," She took the empty glass and pushed it towards a tall bottle of premium scotch.

"Look babes, whatever you trying to forget it ain't going to happen," the bartender spoke. Yuki knew, he'd lost his lover two years ago and hadn't written a book in about the same time. Now he tended bar in this shitty dive.

"My money ain't good enough anymore," she growled. Yuki a long time friend ignored the comment and filled her glass with scotch, ice, and a twist. He knew her taste well.

"I got something that will make all your troubles disappear. They call me the bullet," a pot-bellied man with piss on his breathe slithered up against the woman, she could feel his tiny –tiny bullet on her leg. Yuki giggle, "man you pissing on the wrong tree."

Millie pulled out her own bullet but it had a trigger, so it was a draw and the other walked away.

"Bitch,"

"Yeah, yeah," she hissed at his retreating back.

"Hey, you want to sleep it off," Yuki offered. He tossed her a key, just like in the old days.

"Just an hour, I got a private job . . . sweet kid . . . . Left the hospital . . ." Their eyes met in private understanding.

"What about your old man and that friend," Yuki asked.

"Dead, in hell . . . another story," Millie left the bar and walked through a side door. She smiled for the second time in days. The bed was narrow and lumpy but felt fine after a long day. The alcohol started to wear off and reality came rushing in and the clock rewind to late morning in a hospital on the south side of town.

It was a forgotten place, the last stop for the wretched folks that happen to get sick. 'Hells gate' that's what they called it and that's where she worked part time. Actually it's where he was, a one eyed devil.

Flash back . . .

"Where in the hell have you been," He screamed. "I need my ass wiped, this bed got bugs."

Millie looked at the white-hair freak and proceeded to turn him over. She hated him with all her heart but endured his insults because it was her father's dying wish to take care of his old friend.

You see they had been archeologist and worked on digs together but something had gone wrong and Max lost an eye; her father blamed his self for the accident. He spent the best years of his life looking for answers and finally in Egypt among some ancient ruins Max discovered a golden eye. He changed his name to Pegasus and ruled his own empire which he lost to greed. Eventually sickness inflected his soul, but the bastard in his heart continued to grow. He became a monster, but today it would all end. She knew of an organization that desperately wanted something he had, his eye . . . . She smiled.

"Come here girl, did I ever tell you that Charles had a son, you're really a piece of shit he found on a dig . . . . hahahaha."

"Liar, "

"Really, the dead can't speak," he smiled and those once prefect teeth had turned yellow.

"I need to take some blood," she smirked.

"You better watch it girl. I'm the only one who knows where he's buried,"

The mystery surrounding her father's death is the only thing that kept him alive. But Millie had found the rare hunters and they promise her the truth in exchange for his eye, she smiled.

"I'm hungry," he growled.

Millie moved the metal stand near his bed and opened the plastic covered dish laden with food. It smells like him old.

"We were on the streets of Cairo and about to take a piss behind an old building. He heard something crying, a rat. But it was you. . . .Hahahah."

"Shut up. . . "

"Ahhh . . . . . you call this food," he turned the dish over and it spilled all over her dress. Next he threw the cup in her face."

Millie just smiled and proceeded to wipe the gruel off. Joy gripped her heart with every stroke. Soon this nightmare would be over. The eye had started to corrode but every time he'd tried to remove it his heart stopped; the eye wanted to live.

"What in the hell is so funny, I bet your mother was a street whore . . . . Whore . . . . . whore . . . . "

Millie walked outside the room and two men walked in, they exchanged nods it was over. He'd be air lifted to some isolated island and used for experimentation. Millie walked calmly to the nurses' station and signed release papers to take him to a special institution; he'd contacted a contagious decease and needed to be isolated. Circulation had already begun within the science community, that he'd died in some freak car accident.

Malik his doctor also signed the papers and another man in black gave him a large envelope which contained money; he smiled and left Millie alone, she did it for free. The only thing she wanted was the insurance it was over. She wanted to see his eye in a damn jar and his name on a tomb stone it didn't matter what came first.

Forward…

Millie handed Yuki the key and thanked her old friend for the nap. The ride to Kaiba's mansion calmed her spirit; it would be nice to spend the evening taking care of Joey. Before she turned into the long wining road that led up to her future she pulled over and looked at the contents of a thick brown package. It was all there, pictures, letters, documents, and personal papers that belong to her father. So many memories Pegasus has stolen but it was over. Millie walked into the house and Mokuba greeted her at the door.

"BrowneyShamer-sama, thank the gods you're back," he'd gone pale.

"Calm down" she spoke sternly.

"It's Joey," Mokuba answered.

"He's being a wimp," Yugi finished.

"Yeah . . . won't eat, won't talk, man he's lost it . . . it's the med's," Ryou had the answers.

The nurse laughed and walked up the stairs, she knew this type of sickness. Was it really unusual for a puppy to miss his master and was the master missing his mutt.

"Ok . . . . . let's talk about it . . . . I've got creamy potatoes with lots of butter sauce."

Joey rolled over his eyes were blood shot and Rainbow was soaked with tears.

She smiled for both their tortured hearts.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Kaiba: So you finally did it . . . . .

Sherabo: *innocent look* did what?

Kaiba: You know. . . . Get me one of those snuggles things and I won't tell.

Sherabo: Is this black-mail

Kaiba: Yes *evil grin*

A/N: This chapter is a bit odd but to a special person it's a wish come true… this chapter will go down in history with lots of love.

R/r to all those that review your snuggle –monster is on the way. If you have one what's his name…. I really want to know.

Thanks so much for supporting this insane adventure can you believe I'm writing this story straight through but you gotta give me gassssssssssssssssssss review …

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