Recap:

FLASH, YATCH HAS JUST EXPLODED OFF THE COAST OF JAPAN. OWNERS OF THE YACHT HAVE NOT BEEN IDENTIFIED. STAY TUNE FOR MORE BEAKING NEWS.

"Sakura you know what to do, call the newspapers and any fool who would dare exploit this incident. Seto lets go, we've got a plane to catch."

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Chapter 8: Rescue

Seto and Joey arrived by private jet at the site of the wreckage; you could still smell the embers in the air. Pieces of the yacht floated above the salty waves and crashed against the rocks. It appeared the yacht had been moored in a private cove off the southern coast of Japan. Straining to look out of the window Seto panicked when he recognized a flag with the distinct letters 'KC' wrapped around a metal pole. It flapped in the wind and the burnt edges challenged Seto's mind to think the worst.

Joey was in tune with the CEO's every move and assured him to have faith.

"Damn it mutt, don't lecture me. This isn't Yugi's friendship circle," Seto started to pace the cabin, he wanted answers now.

"I'll kill that son of a bitch," Seto drove his fist into the steal wall of the plane. He didn't flinch. "Land already!"

"Look we just have to circle around there's no flat ground, it's . . . . ." before Joey could finish Seto started to strap on gear, he was going to jump from the plane. He had to see for himself, waiting for reports was not an option.

"Seto, please Bakura and Ryou are on site and they haven't discovered any bodies, just wait a few more minutes."

"Screw you; we're talking about Mokuba," In seconds Seto,s body hit the water, he was swimming to shore.

"Joey, was that Kaiba?" Bakura radioed in on the walkie-talkie. Ryou and Bakura had arrived earlier by copter and started to search.

"Yo man, he's out of his mind, can't decide who he wants to kill first." Joey mumbled. "If you find anything . . . let me know first."

"Still trying to protect him, he's a jerk," Ryou added.

"It's not about me, we all love Mokuba." Joey continued to surf through his contacts in hopes of finding out where Mokuba disappeared to. Finally he received a message unsigned telling him if he wanted answers wait for the next message.

"Shit, Seto is not going to go for this," Joey waited while the pilot landed. He walked in Seto's shadow but later sat up a command post and tried to connect to the caller. Joey waited for the last minute to deliver the message to his boss.

Four hours later the small crew waited for the contact to arrive. Joey had the location of the meeting, but Seto was not one to follow instructions. The CEO was out of control; even his laptop betrayed him and broke down. All his thoughts centered on the red-haired man, his fantasy lover, his soul mate. He still daydreamed about his sick desire to want the man between his legs.

'Damn him,' he could fill the blood rush to his loins, a 'hard on' was coming. Seto moved to the window hoping to avoid the sharp eyes of his secretary. Soon he'd see Amelda, 'maybe he'd get a good screw and kill him later.'

"Seto I have to come alone, you'll scare the guy off."

"I'm in control mutt," Seto barked.

"Kaiba, what if they run," Ryou volunteered.

"Oh he'll be there, and so will I!" Seto straighten his vest and adjusted the leather straps on his arms. He'd always felt power when he suited up. This was war and Mokuba wouldn't be a casualty. They followed him outside the small hotel room and down to a deserted ally. It wasn't far from the coast so the air still smelled of burnt wood and lanterns could be seem along the coast to ward off boats and tourist. Each took up their post, but Joey stood at the entrance and waited under the glow of a dim street light.

"Ok where are you?" Joey whispered to the air. Suddenly from the air a figure leaped down from the roof of a building and landed behind Joey. Within minutes he felt strong arms around his neck and a knife at his throat. Joey's feet left the ground and he could feel his body straining against the solid form of another man. He should have been terrified, yet the warm breath against his cheek left him excited and he gasp to be caught so easily in the enemy's web. This man held him firmly but not roughly. Joey relaxed after a minute.

"Games up come out if you want to see your precious brother alive!" Rapheal spoke loud and clear, his eyes scanned the area he knew where Seto and the others were hiding.

"Ah . . . Seto don't listen to him. It's a trick. Stay back . . . please," Joey whaled.

Seto, Bakura, and Ryou emerged from their positions and stood in front of the pair. They had been caught at their own game.

"Where is he, Amelda get your ass out here!" Seto barked, clearly pissed at the cleverness of his opponent. "You picked the wrong person to hold captive; the blond means nothing to me, kill him!"

"Really, how sad, I think he's rather attractive, if you like them slender and sweet." Amelda stepped out from the shadows and stood next to Joey.

Bakura stepped forward, and Joey moaned. "Stay back, boy . . . . I will slit his throat."

Ryou raised his hand and blocked his brother from taking another step.

"That's better. . . I see he means something to someone."

Rapheal relaxed is grip on Joey's neck it could have been a caress under other conditions. Joey would remember his scent and caucus hands, he wasn't afraid.

Amelda stayed his ground, and directed his next words to the CEO, who still lusted after him openly. "Seto I didn't take your brother, although I might know who attempted to have him killed. It was never my intent to involve Mokuba in our games; I understand the bond between brothers.

"Bullshit," Seto moved swiftly and stood cheek to cheek with his love interest. He could taste the sweat on his brow. Even in his blindness Amelda's eyes sparkled in the moon light. Now Seto held a blade only it was pointed at Amelda's side.

"Ah. . . ."

"Call your dog off!" Seto pulled Amelda to the side and allow Rapheal to see the glint of the knife.

"Amelda . . ." The biker dropped his blade and waited for the next move. "Let him go!"

"Why, is he important to you, a lover?" Seto taunted the man. "Tell me where my brother is and it better be the right answer."

Amelda took his time and maneuver his body to fit seductively against Seto's; the tables were turned again. It totally frustrated the inexperience CEO and he found his self looking at Amelda across the alley way. It was a standoff.

"Now as I was saying. I didn't take your brother. Yami, his new lover is a good friend of mine. I want him back. It seems we have both been played. I planned their escape, but it appears now I've lost them and it's possible another holds them both captive. I need your resources to get them back. Join with me Seto!"

"Like hell, just tell me where they are, I don't need your incompetence." Seto barked, while attempting to hide his frustration.

"Fine jackass, just don't lose your pants in the process, we still have business to settle," Amelda tossed Seto a black leather pouch, he winked and his long eyelashes glowed blue under the heavy mascara he wore. "I believe your brother and my friend left the yacht and attempted to flee the island after learning of the bomb. But it was a cruel turn of faith that placed them in the hands of an insane man. I believe they're been held captive in that castle on the other side of the island. You can see the smoke as it spirals upward over that small mountain top. It's one of many residences that belong to Lord Dartz. It's a long story, and not enough time for the telling.

Seto grunted and snaked his long fingers inside the pouch. Hastily he scanned the papers inside and dare to face Amelda again. "This is not over, pray my brother is unhurt."

Swiftly Seto turned away and stormed out of the ally with Joey, Bakura, and Ryou at his heels. Joey searched for the eyes of the man who held him captive. He had vanished in the night, yet he carried some of the blond's pain with him. Joey couldn't understand this feeling but it comforted him to think about the man's hand around his neck.

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Hours later . . . . .

Hours later under a black starless night a young man stirred. He was awaken by the chill in the air.

"So you're awake, good."

"-"movement only

"It's ok if you don't want to talk. I'm used to being ignored. You know I'm a forgotten soul, it's my job." Rapheal moved closer to the blanket and reached out to touch the outer edge.

"Don't touch me." Joey barked, although his voice cracked.

"Ok, but are you in much pain. You hit the water pretty hard. I've tried to make you comfortable."

"Ok . . . I get it." Joey turned toward the warm voice. He knew it was the same man as before, but what in the hell was he doing here, where was here? The events were fuzzy but Mokuba lurked in his mind.

"Mokuba . . . ."

"He's safe and his lover is at his side. Kaiba is searching for Amelda so it's no telling what they are doing." Rapheal whispered the last words.

"Why are you here?" Joey sat up and the rough blanket fell to his waist. He was naked from his chest up.

"Your clothes were soaked so you're wearing my spares, but the top was still a little wet, sorry." Rapheal turned away, his voice a little rough.

Joey blushed and quietly covered his body with the blanket. It was a bit interesting to see such respect. He wondered if the man saw the bruises on his body from Seto's attacks. He ached all over and just wanted to find comfort. His life was a mess. "I asked what you are doing here. I seem to recall we parted ways and the last time I saw you, you had a knife to my neck."

"Oh yeah, things change. I couldn't let you get all the glory. If you had died who would have cared, that's how life is for us." Rapheal moved closer.

"You'd sacrifice your life for that man and he doesn't care if you live or die. I couldn't leave you to that faith. We are the same."

"Shut up you don't know anything about my life!" Tears started to swell in Joey's eyes. This man touched his heart, which was broken into a million pieces.

"I know the bruises on your body aren't from the water." Rapheal reached for Joey's hand, his touch was light and it completely unnerved the blond. He started to shake at the tenderness.

"Idiot,"

"Yeah I've been called worst, but never so sweetly. I asked you earlier if you were in much pain. Now that you understand what I meant let me help." Rapheal leaned forward and moved his hand to Joey's cheek. He stood up and walked to a small fire that Joey hadn't noticed before. Rapheal brought a cup of tea and in his other hand he held a small container. "This will ease your pain."

Joey's eyes were brimming with tears; he was just to weary to care. Rapheal pushed the secretary down on the blanket and turned his body over. He applied salve to his lower waist. Seto's imprint was engraved on both sides of his body. Next he wrapped a cloth around his middle and tried to adjust the blanket for more comfort around his body.

"Damn it, I can't take this anymore." Joey broke down. The dam broke loose and he cried in the arms of a stranger.

Rapheal held him close. "Let me comfort you tonight. Rest, hell I know how deep those sons of bitches can cut. We are only toys used for entertainment while they search in vain for some sort of divine love."

Joey settled in the arms of Rapheal, he cried so hard he passed out and slept peacefully. His dreams where far removed from the Kaiba's and any sense of responsibility that lingered he allowed to blow away in the wind. Only the stranger's soft words and the warmth of the fire lingered in his mind.

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Hey, will I get a scene like that Bakura asked?

Review and we will see?