Thank you all for your kind reviews. I'm so happy you like it so far. It's truly difficult trying to think of word choice for Seto or even his way of thinking. LOL But I'm doing the best I can. I'm glad it wasn't too confusing. I tried to keep it as clear as possible without revealing too much. And since you were all so nice I'm going to update sooner than expected. Thank you all for being so patient. S/Sun I'm happy you like all my stories. Thank you. Anyway let's get started.

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Chapter Two

The paramedics said nothing to me coming with them. Either because Jou was too severe to argue with me, or the fact that no one else was around to fill out this pointless paperwork. I grunted as I finished the last question, grateful that I looked at his medical history whenever he got hurt during my competition. I walked the clipboard over to the main desk. "Any word on Katsuya Jonouchi?" The nurse shook her head, and I returned to the waiting area. I paced back and forth with two questions, burning holes into my soles. Why was I here, and why did I care? Jou annoyed me with his loud mouth. His consent confrontational attitude angered me, but he was different now.

It bothered me that he barely raised his voice. He liked being alone and never showed any signs of having friends or a girlfriend for that matter. This man is no longer the Jou I knew. The two years he'd been missing has changed him completely. I could only imagine what he had to endure. It brought back horrible memories of my own past. I rub circles around my temples, attempting to relieve some of the pressure. I stopped and stared out the window. I wondered what they were doing to him. A small part of me wished that they weren't hurting him even though I knew deep down they weren't.

I grunted and slumped down in the chair. This was frustrating. I knew that I didn't care about him. Not like that. But, what if I did? What if he felt the same? Oh, no, he couldn't possibly. Even if a bottle was the only thing that would have happened to him, I knew that someone would be emotionally damaged after that. Not that it would turn me off. I'm just ashamed that I would be thinking about something like this when Jou was assaulted. It's difficult believing that someone as strong as Jou would let this happen to him. The mutt's strength was astonishing. Physically and mentally he could compete against me and may even have a chance of winning. What happened to him?

"Mr. Smith," I heard, jumping from my seat and staring up at the older doctor with graying brown hair.

"How is he?"

"Does he have any other relatives besides his father?"

I knew he had a sister and a mother, but I needed to know about Jou. One little lie wouldn't matter, would it? "No, he was living with his father."

"Please come with me to my office. I'm forbidden from discussing my patients information with anyone other than their family, but this information must be known to someone." We walked down the long white hallway and entered into the first door on the right. "Have a seat please." The doctor opened up the folder and flipped through a few pages. "To start he has a concussion. We stitched up the cuts, but no worries, he doesn't have any brain damage. His most severe wounds were the tearing of his rectum. We took some samples that I found very disturbing. The DNA results revealed that it could only be his father that raped him. The police are waiting for his statement, and they have a warrant out for his father's arrest. Does he have any place to live that's not with his father?"

Everything that the doctor told me became jumbled. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "He could stay with me. Can I see him?"

"We have him sedated, but I'd advise you not to wake him. He needs all the rest he could get. More importantly, if you see his father come close to him, call the police right away. Two guards are positioned outside of his room now and no information will be recorded about where he will live after being released."

"Why are you doing all of this for him?"

The doctor sat back in his chair and sighed. "My daughter was raped and murdered when she was fifteen. The killer was never found. I don't like seeing something like this. I'm just grateful that you got to him when you did. Who knows what would have happened if this was ignored. My boss hates it when I get this personal with my patients, but who couldn't. Parents are suppose to protect their children." I shook my head and stared off at the floor. Parents are suppose to be there for their children as well. Not leave them to an orphanage with no way out but to con someone into taking both of us. I knew that it wasn't my parents fault, but I couldn't stop thinking about the what ifs. What if they didn't die? What if the car accident wasn't an accident? What made our destiny the way it was? "Can I ask you a personal question?"

I glanced back up at the doctor. "Sure."

"Have you noticed any changes in Mr. Jonouchi?"

"His fire is gone. He's more quiet and secretive. I've never known him to just accept something like this. Jou is a fighter. Can I go see him now?"

The doctor handed me a pass and closed Jou's file. "Make sure you have this on you everywhere you go. That will let you into Mr. Jonouchi's room. The guards have an order not to let anyone in unless they have one of these passes. If you have any further questions," He handed me his business card, "Page me, and I'll call you. He's in room 309. Take a right out of this office and go up to the third floor. From there it's the last door on the left."

"Thank you, Doctor." I rose and moved as quickly as I could towards Jou's room, which wasn't too hard to find with the guards standing directly outside. Showing them my pass, they let me in with no problem. I half expected them to complicate things.

Walking into the room, it smelt like cleaning chemicals and those paper sheets hospitals use. The machines beeped quietly with Jou's breathing. I walked over to the window and pulled a chair over to sit next to Jou's bed. The night look beautiful from the window with a clear view of the stars and a slight hint of moonlight. I ran my fingers through his blond hair. They cleaned all the blood off his hair. On the right side was a patched that had a slight bit of red in it. I frowned and lifted his arm. There were bandages wrapped around both of them. There wasn't any blood on the gauze, to my relief. I didn't want him to be suicidal as well.

"Seto," Jou whispered, shocking me. I quickly released his hand and looked at his half opened eyes.

"Yes, it's me."

"I missed you." I couldn't believe what he was saying. It had to be because of the drugs. There was no possible way he would say that in the right mind. He won't remember it later. Maybe even think it was a dream.

"Me too. Jou, how long has this been happening?"

"Three times a week for the passed three years." Jou closed his eyes, and for a second, I thought he fell back asleep until he continued, "The neighbors caught on and called the cops during one of our 'episodes.' Dad moved us to this place, and it continued," Jou mumbled very slowly. "Seto, I really really missed you. Please don't leave me. I don't want to be alone." Tears traveled down his cheeks.

"I won't leave you. Rest now, Jou." He attempted to roll over, but let a whimper out. Getting up and slipping into his bed, I helped him very carefully to roll over. I braced him against me in order to keep him from causing himself more injury. I don't know why I crawled up without even thinking, but he seemed to rest easier with me lying next to him. Maybe just for a few hours until I knew that he was completely asleep.

I woke several hours later, not even knowing when I fell asleep. Getting out of bed and stretched all my muscles, I moved over to the mirror in the bathroom to make sure my contacts didn't fall out. Even though I wanted to be myself for Jou, I knew that I couldn't reveal my identity. I moved back into Jou's room and walked over to the phone. Dialing my boss' number, I waited a few minutes for him to answer. "Jack, it's Ken."

"Have you heard from Jou?" he asked suddenly.

"He's in the hospital. I'm with him."

"What happened?"

"He was attacked in his house yesterday. He's going to be fine, but the doctors and police want to get him out of that house and somewhere else. I'm not going to be in later today. I'll call you later to let you know when I'm coming in."

"Are you going to stay with him?"

"Yes. I don't know how much he wants you to know so I'm going to leave it at this."

"That's fine. Tell him that we wish him well."

"Thank you, and I will." I hung up and within seconds it started to ring again. Picking it up very carefully, I placed it by my ear without saying anything.

"You are lucky they don't know about Mr. Jonouchi. Stop risking things. You got approval for him to live at your house, but that doesn't mean you get to use his phone or con him into contacting your brother. Oh, and he's doing fine. Company is running swiftly and smoothly."

"How do you do this?"

"That's none of your concern. Start being more careful."

"I want to talk to my brother," I hissed.

"That could be arranged. I'll contact you later with a definite answer." The phone went dead, and I placed it back on the base.

"Ken, what are you doing here?" I turned around and looked back at Jou. He was wide awake now. I sighed and debated on what I should say to him. Where should I start?

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Okay that's another chapter. I'm sorry. I know it's shorter than the other one, but I ran out of things to type. I wanted to save the rest for the next chapter along with the going home. And then we'll see where it goes. The next chapter should be about before the end of the week, hopefully. As long as I don't have to work more hours this week. I'll get it out. Thank you for reading please review.

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