Well, Kaiba has learned of Joey's dirty little secret. What will happen next I do wonder. See 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! And violence, can't forget the violence.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Yugioh in any way, shape, or form. I just write based on the characters and the setting.
Maybe he just didn't feel well…maybe the food was bad. No, it had another week at the least before it had to be thrown away. He has to be doing it to himself, but why? Kaiba's head started to ache. This was worse than handling a bad employee any day.
He stood from his desk and heaved a heavy sigh. "I guess I should do something about it." He said with resolution. He walked out of his home office and strolled down towards the guestroom. On the way he tried to think of how he would approach Joey on the matter of bulimia. Upon reaching the door he took a deep breath and let it out slowly before opening the door.
The lights were off and the room was quiet. Kaiba leaned into the room and tried to look around for Joey. His blue eyes fell upon the figure lying in the king-sized bed. He quietly neared the other and saw him laying there, sleeping as peaceful as he had ever seen anyone sleep. This sight was completely different from any of Joey's waking moments. Kaiba sighed and ran his fingers up through his mahogany hair.
Suddenly, Joey began to whimper softly and his limbs started to shake unbearably. It seemed he was having a horrible nightmare. Kaiba looked down at him and cocked his head to the side with a slight smile. He sat on the edge of the bed and started to stroke Joey's cheek and put his fingers through Joey's blonde hair. "Enough nightmares…" He whispered into Joey's ear. Joey's frightened expression softened back into a neutral state.
What am I doing…? This isn't like me…not at all. Kaiba stood and left the room, closing the door softly behind him.
The next morning Joey awoke to an amazing smell that filled the entirety of Kaiba's house. It smelled like Kaiba's fabulous cooking Joey had sampled the night before. He hopped up out of bed and got dressed in the clothes he had come here in. He then hurried downstairs.
Kaiba was down in the kitchen with a wire whisk in hand and a bowl of pancake batter. He didn't think that what he had already made would be enough so he was making extra batter just in case.
Joey followed his nose to the kitchen and met Kaiba there. A pink tint came to Joey's face when their eyes connected. He quickly averted them to the stack of pancakes already prepared and waiting on a platter. "Hey, Kaiba." Joey greeted him. "Looks great."
"Glad you approve." Kaiba turned the pancakes on the stove, and then he pulled a plate down out of the cupboard for Joey and handed it to him. "Get for yourself what you want. Syrup, butter and jam are all on the dining room table already."
Joey stared at the plate a moment. "Yeah." He nodded and grabbed a few pancakes. He walked over into the dining room and sat down to the grand table. He suddenly didn't look very thrilled about the pancakes.
Kaiba came into the room and sat down across from him. He put syrup on his pancakes and began eating. He glanced up at Joey a few times and watched him just sit there and stare at his breakfast. "What? Not hungry?"
Joey snapped to attention and sat up straighter, then grabbing his fork and stabbing the pancakes. "No, no! I'm actually starving!" Joey smiled and took a huge bite.
I can believe that. Kaiba thought to himself and ate another petite bite. Unlike Joey, he was going to eat in a mannerly fashion. He watched Joey eat one more bite before pushing the plate away. Kaiba arched his fine brow at Joey's odd behavior.
"Finished." Joey announced. "I'll be right back."
"Eat it all." Kaiba set down his fork and leaned his chin on his entangled fingers and watched Joey like a hawk.
Joey paused and stared at him. "Wh-What?"
"Eat it all, and don't throw it back up."
Joey froze and started to feel nervous. His eyes were large with shock. "I-I don't do that…" he said defensively and stood to leave. Kaiba stood and grabbed Joey's arm tightly.
"No more bullshit, Wheeler." The CEO growled.
"I don't know what you're talkin' about." Joey snapped at him and yanked his arm away from Seto. "I'm outta here." He said and walked towards the front door. He paused and looked back at Kaiba, who was standing behind him with his arms crossed, his eyes focused intensely on Joey. "Thanks for the sleepover. It was…fun." With that said he walked out. However, this time Kaiba couldn't chase after him. Kaiba Corp. needed his attention today, so he didn't have time to play games with a teenager in denial.
Joey reluctantly returned to his apartment. He needed to do his laundry and grab a change of clothes. He slipped into the house as quietly as he possibly could and looked around the dumpy apartment for his father, but he was nowhere to be found. This was a huge relief to Joey. To him, it didn't matter where the old man had gone, he was just happy to have the apartment to himself for a little while.
Kaiba prepared himself for work. It was nice and quiet with very little to distract him. Mokuba was gone for a few days to some camp because it was school related, so life was less stressful for Seto. He dressed in a more formal outfit since he had a meeting today with some important executives and other employees under him. The CEO left home and hurried off to work to make the meeting in time.
Joey sat down on the bottom bunk of his bed and stared at his tattered red notebook that Kaiba had returned to him the day prior. "You probably caused dis' whole mess." He accused and poked the front cover childishly. He sighed and hugged it to his chest anyway. He couldn't be all that mad or anything. That was the best day of his life. He couldn't have asked for more. He felt like a kid at Christmas that got what he wanted from Santa.
Right now Joey felt content and happy. Despite their fighting and name calling, Joey was overjoyed that he got to interact more with Seto, when before they had stayed at such a distance. He opened his notebook more towards the back to a blank page and grabbed a pen from his nightstand to make a small entry.
I dunno if he meant to or not, but Kaiba saved me last night. And I was happy. I got red in the face when he was in the bathroom with me naked in that tub, but in the end it was pretty funny to think about.
3Thanks Kaiba 3
Joey teared up a little but stopped himself. He knew that wasn't the last time he'd see Kaiba. There was always school, and those classes they shared, so he really shouldn't have felt sad. He closed the book and smiled softly. The blonde laid down and shut his eyes gently, hastily finding his way into a world of sweet dreams.
Kaiba arrived to his office and was greeted by his secretary. Hisaya was looking perky and ready to do her job as she usually did. She took his jacket for him and hung it up carefully in his office on the coat rack. Seto took his seat at his large desk and turned on the computer. Hisaya informed him of today's agenda. "Oh, and Mr. Kaiba, I brought back that suit you had me take to the dry cleaners. It's hanging next to your jacket."
"Thank you, Ms. Nakano." Kaiba stood and grabbed a few files sitting on his desk that he would need for his meeting. "Please take note of any calls I receive over the next hour. I'll be in that meeting today."
"Yes, sir!" She said with enthusiasm and returned to her desk outside of his office. Kaiba walked out and shut the door, and then walked down the seemingly endless hallway to the first meeting room where the weekly meeting was to be held. Men came with diagrams, pie charts, and infinite pages of conducted studies and reports that Kaiba found useless since he reviewed these everyday anyway.
The only reason he attended these meetings was because the other employees thought he needed to know this and that it would put them in Kaiba's favor for promotions and such. He figured he might as well act like he gave a damn about their presentations.
He walked in silently and took his seat at the head of the table. The meeting began with an update on the current events in the company. It wasn't long before he felt the effects of the boredom that was setting in. He was having trouble focusing on what the people were saying. He sat there staring at a handout one of the speakers had brought with him. As he did he suddenly started to think of Joey. He saw a clear picture of the blonde in his mind, but the smiling face suddenly dimmed and faded away only to be replaced by that of a frightened, beat up mutt.
Seto winced at the very thought. Those eyes…full of salty, pained tears. It fueled his curiosity about Joey. He wondered what was really going on after school let out and Joey had gone. Where was he going, and what was he doing to obtain those bruises and scars? And why was he forcing himself to throw up? His little body was fine. In fact, it was even too thin for someone of his stature.
"Mr. Kaiba? Are you listening?"
"Huh?" Kaiba's attention returned to the meeting immediately and he saw that everyone was staring at him. The poor man giving the presentation looked worried that his presentation was horrible. "I'm sorry, it's just a headache. Continue."
The meeting ended at the hour, and it was twelve 'o clock in the afternoon. Kaiba was the first and quickest to leave. He returned to his office immediately. Hisaya carefully leaned into Kaiba's office with an inquisitive look about her. "Mr. Kaiba?"
"Hisaya, I need the phone book right away." He ordered.
She backed out of the office hurriedly and got it for him as directed. Kaiba took the phone book and started rummaging through the pages. Hisaya watched and saw the frustration in Kaiba's eyes when he was looking through for whatever number or address he needed. She pulled the phone book away from him with a sigh. "Let me help you. What's the name?"
"Wheeler."
"Hm? That name again?" She had remembered the first time he asked for that. "I still have the address if that's what you're looking for."
"No, I need the phone number."
Hisaya nodded and turned to the back of the book. She found it for him and circled it with the pencil she had stuffed in her hair to help hold it up off her shoulders. Kaiba grabbed up the phone and punched in the numbers. He leaned back in his big leather desk chair and stared out the window behind him as the phone rang. Hisaya excused herself so he could have his privacy.
Meanwhile, Joey was still sleeping on his bed. The phone out in the kitchen sounded. The blonde stirred by the second ring and sat up slowly. He heard it again and was sure this time that it was the phone calling out to him with that repetitive ring of its. "M'comin'…" He said as he stood and yawned, then stumbling out of his room and down to the kitchen. "Shaddup." He said and picked up the phone to put a halt to the noise. "Hello?" He answered in a quiet tone. He was still only half-awake.
"Wheeler?"
Joey paused and became more awake upon hearing that familiar voice. He blinked a few times and then answered. "Uh...yeah. That's me."
"Are you all right?"
Joey became very red in the face. He hadn't ever expected to hear that coming out of Kaiba's mouth, especially if it was directed at him. "Huh? Why you askin' that? Of course I'm fine." He replied with a few stutters here and there. He sounded slightly nervous.
"Are you sure you're all right? You don't sound all right."
The small blush exploded on Joey's face. "Uh…um…I-yeah, yeah. W-Why wouldn't I be?" Joey stammered. He was having trouble getting his words out now. It was actually quite cute.
Kaiba sighed his relief. "Have you had lunch yet?"
Joey nearly dropped the phone, but snatched it quickly before it could get away from him. "W-Why you askin'? Ya think I'm that poor?" He said jokingly.
"No." Kaiba replied.
"Well, to answer ya…no, I haven't." Joey answered.
"Me neither. Listen, if you'd like to you came come to lunch with me. However, I have something to take care of before I can leave for lunch. Will you last for at least an hour?" He inquired and turned to his computer.
"Sure thing, Kaiba."
"Good, I'll come get you soon then."
The call ended then. Joey slowly hung up his phone and just stood there to let reality sink in. K-Kaiba just asked me out…on a date… "A date!" He squealed with joy and skipped off to his room excitedly. He threw open the closet door and started hunting around for something suitable to wear, or at least something that didn't have holes in it or stains.
All he could come up with was a black tee, some dark wash jeans, and a green hoodie. He shrugged and threw it on. It would have to do since everything else was in need of washing. Afterwards he ran to the bathroom to brush his teeth, and to try to do something with his hair.
The front door unexpectedly opened and slammed shut. The loud noise rang throughout the small apartment. Joey froze up and stared at the mirror like a deer in headlights. A chill coursed through his whole being.
"Hey, kid." His old man grumbled as he walked into the living room to set something down.
Joey hurriedly shut the bathroom door and leaned back against it to keep it shut. He watched the doorknob intensely and listened for when his father was nearby.
Floorboards creaked as each foot lifted and fell again onto them. Joey's heart began to race unbearably, and fear filled him to the hilt. Suddenly the knob began to turn. Joey braced himself to keep the door shut, but alas the bigger man overpowered him and the door began to open. Joey's feet slid across the tile and he couldn't hold his position.
Well, there's a super long chapter for you. (6 pages is what Microsoft Word counts XD) That's twice what I normally write. I hope you've enjoyed this chapter. I of course enjoy writing them. Ja ne!