Hallo there! Third chapter! Woot! We're just speeding along here, aren't we? What could Joey have in store for him now? Hm, I dunno…let's find out! Meet ya at the bottom!
Warning: If you don't like yaoi then turn back now because this is a yaoi fanfic for Yugioh. Also the mature warning is because of Joey's habits and because in yaoi…"stuff" happens between guys, ya know? Also, there's swearing. You've been warned! (There's also possible violence and drug/other content now that I think of it.)
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Yugioh in any way, shape, or form. I just write based on characters and the setting.
The door to Joey's room slowly opened and the dirty old man poked his face into the room. He scratched at his scraggly beard as his dulled brown eyes searched out Joey's blond head. "I know you're here, kid." His father said and stepped into the room, one foot after the other. Joey held himself and wished he could be invisible or at least somewhere else…anywhere but here under this bed.
The final bell rang at the high school. Students flooded out of the school cheerfully. Yugi met up with Tristan and Tea, but Joey was nowhere to be found. "I wonder what happened to Joey?" Yugi said and sighed.
"Maybe he got detention again." Tea said with a shrug. It's not like that was uncommon for the blond male.
Just then Kaiba came walking by. He turned his eyes to the group. "Or perhaps he ran home with his tail between his legs."
Tea put her hands on her hips and glared at Kaiba. "That's not true. Joey isn't like that at all. He's not afraid of you!"
"Really. His eyes said otherwise when we spoke earlier." Kaiba left with that said.
"That guy really bugs me," Tristan growled. "He picks on people for no reason."
"Oh well, we should just ignore him." Yugi advised. He was never one to pick an unnecessary fight. Yugi and the others walked back to the game shop to hang out for a little bit like they usually did. They were fairly sure that Joey was fine. He could handle himself.
"Ya should just come out right now, kid. I'm not gonna hurt ya." His father spoke gently. The alcohol slurred the old man's words. He was always like this after a long day of drinking. Joey despised him for it.
"That's what ya said last time…" Joey replied softly.
Suddenly, he was grabbed by the ankles and dragged out from under the bed. Joey scratched at the boards and yelped out of surprise and fear. "So there ya are." His father grumbled and picked him up by his arm roughly. "Always hidin' from me." Joey was slapped roughly across the face.
"Lemme go!" Joey yelled and tried to get away.
His old man refused and pushed him down on his bed angrily. "Don't be a little bitch. Hold still." Joey squirmed and tried to get away once more, but his father's grip was too tight. The blond could only guess what was to come next.
Joey started to cry and pushed at his father's chest but he was obviously outweighed by him. The dirty old man unbuttoned his school uniform and yanked his pants down to his ankles. He ruthlessly took hold of the boy and had his dirty way with him. All Joey could do was cry and yell until his voice had gone hoarse and his eyes had run dry. After all was done his father would leave him laying there to fend for himself. Nothing more said, and nothing else done.
The next day was a gloomy looking day, and it was raining harshly outside. Yugi, Tea and Tristan met up on the steps under their umbrellas and waited a few minutes for Joey, but he never showed. Regardless, they couldn't stand there all day to wait for him so they continued on inside. All they could assume was that Joey had stayed home sick.
Classes started at the first ring of the morning bell. Joey's math teacher sat at his desk and stared at the door for a minute or two, expecting young Joey to come waltzing it late as usual. He was surprised when he hadn't come. "So now instead of being tardy he's sluffing school." The old man rolled his eyes and marked Joey as absent. Kaiba took notice of the blonde's absence and couldn't help but wonder if it was because of yesterday's little tiff in the hallway. He shook off the thought and pulled his homework out of his bag to pass in.
At the end of first period, the math teacher pulled Kaiba aside before he could leave and handed him Joey's disorganized red notebook. "This belongs to Mr. Wheeler. Perhaps you could return it to the boy for me?"
"But sir-"
"Much thanks!" The teacher said and walked out.
Kaiba sighed and looked down at the notebook in his hands. The last thing he wanted to do was play delivery boy. He grumbled and tucked it away in his backpack and walked out of the class to go to his next period.
Kaiba carried around Joey's notebook throughout the day. The final bell sounding the end of the day rang. Kaiba got into his fabulous sports car and pulled out of the parking lot.
On his way to Kaiba Corporation, he glanced over at the notebook barely hanging out of his backpack, the one that belonged to Joey. He wondered for a moment: what could be in it? What flew around in Joey's little mind all day that he scratched into that notebook? He had always seen the honey blond with it out on his desk in the classes they had together. He grew more curious every minute he thought about it.
He pulled into the company-parking garage and parked his car in the usual spot. It was marked with a plate with his name on it, and was right next to the elevator that linked to the main lobby. Kaiba walked in past the front desk where two lovely secretaries greeted him. On his way to a second elevator, people surrounded him with things on their mind regarding work or wages or something that Kaiba didn't care for at the moment.
He pushed through the small crowd and stepped onto the elevator alone. He sighed and rubbed his temples. These extra little things only gave him a headache. It was a short ride to the top and he stepped through the open doors and walked down the long hallway towards his office.
Just in front of his office was his personal secretary Ms. Hisaya Nakano. She was a cute little woman with shoulder length hair that was always pulled back with a ponytail and a few bobby pins on the sides. She wore a caramel colored work jacket with a white button-down shirt underneath it. With that she wore a black pencil skirt and black pumps. She looked young but she was trained well and was professional in her job.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Kaiba! How was school today?" She greeted him. Kaiba took the notebook out of his backpack and put it under his arm before she could take his bag away to hang it up.
"It was quiet and dull." He replied.
"Well, I'm sure tomorrow will be more interesting." She said with a smile. "Your change of clothes is in your office on the leather sofa. You have a meeting at four so I picked out that black outfit with the purple jacket you love so much. It looks nice on you anyway." Despite only being only five years older than Seto she was always on the ball and worked very hard.
"Thanks." Kaiba said and pushed past her into his office. He shut the doors behind him and walked over to his desk and sat down. He had a few hours before he would have to go to that meeting Hisaya had mentioned. He changed clothes first to get that out of the way. He never did like those school uniforms.
Kaiba straightened his jacket out on his shoulders and glanced over at the notebook sitting on the table. He thought that he probably should have already returned that before going to work, but it seemed like going out of his way for someone he could care less about. He curiously walked over to his desk and sat down, staring straight at the ratty old red notebook. The first thing he thought was how unorganized Joey was with all of those papers sticking out of the edges.
"I've always wondered what went through a mind the size of a peanut." Kaiba joked and opened the spiral bound notebook to the first page. It looked like the first assignment their math teacher had ever assigned them. He arched his fine brow and shook his head.
He skipped a few pages in to speed things along and came across a page that was scribbled on all over. They looked like caveman drawings of different duel monsters. A little smile crossed Seto's face. He had never been this amused with anything before.
Kaiba spent the next ten minutes moving through the pages carefully and looking them over. There were notes, assignments, and more scribbles littered throughout the notebook. Kaiba chuckled at another page of drawings and shook his head again. "This kid's a real card." Kaiba said quietly to himself and flipped another page.
He paused and stared at the page with surprised eyes.
Mwahahahahaha, I'm leaving it there! Can't help but wonder what's on this mystery page can you? For some it might be obvious and for others it might be a totally mind-boggling experience! In the next chapter you shall find out more! See ya there!