A/N:

I had a bit of free time, so here's ur update lik only a wk ne?

Yup, I kno amazing, well make sure to read the 'warnings' n stuff 4 diz ch, itz a bit importantxP

Disclaimer:

Jou: Fluffy dosnt own me, only wishes.

Fluffy: Yup -nods-

Seto: Nor does she own Yugioh in general

Moku: If, u sue, ull regret it…

Fluffy: Yup -nods- ive got d Kaiba bros backing me up! Ne?

Seto n Moku: -Steps away-

Jou: heheh, well…yea?

Fluffy: Besides if I owned Yugioh, there's be random scenes wit guys makin out, an Jou n Seto doin each other in every ep…as well as Bakura doin Ryou…and Yami on Yugi…wit Otogi on Honda…Isis n Rebecca would b murdered by…Yugi n Ryou…oh u wouldn want dat now would u?

Whole Yugioh cast: -stares-

Warnings:

-Abuse

-I'll b using "Jounouchi/san" referring to his father and "Jou" or "Katsuya" referring to well u knoxP(our fav puppy) thoYugi an gang will still refer to him as Jounouchi/kun. So if it gets a bit confusing, im srry.

-D scenes will change a bit more than im use to so srry again if u get mixed up(I think it should b clear enough tho)

Well yea, enjoy!

Last Time:

Jou sighed, "I mean what now, do you wanna go back, how things were?" his brow knitted itself together. "Ya know, jus' ignore each other's presence? Forget everything? Like before, ya want dat?" he paused, thinking, they would go back to their lives. Back before all this, back to ignoring each other, back to what it was like before Jounouchi's move to force a reaction from him, back in time.

He didn't want that, but…

Kaiba hated him more than ever now.

"Dat'd be best, ne?" No, his mind screamed, I don't wanna go back! I wanna…

"Hell no!" Kaiba nearly yelled. His eyes narrowed as he glared heatedly at the other.

Jou stared, large honey pools swimming with confusion and alarm. "Huh?" was the most intelligent thing he could muster at the moment.

The brunet stood and grabbed his disregarded clothes from the ground then stormed over to his limo, that still remained motionless where they had left it, pulling the uniform jacket tighter around him he slipped into the open door. That left the blond to stare after him, curious as to what exactly that was. Though he didn't say anything.

A few minutes passed and nothing else was said or done, Jou simply stared at the limo. That was a, yes, he wanted to go back to before and forget what had happened between them? But hadn't he said 'Hell no!'?

As if to answer the unasked question Seto's head appeared in the limo's open door way, "Mutt, get your ass in here!"

"Good afternoon, Mokuba." the ebony haired youth was greeted after opening the door for Seto's labeled 'Geek squad' or 'Nerd herd' .

"Good afternoon, Anzu, Yugi, Honda, and Ryou!" the boy smiled back, not without noting the teens somber expressions. "Here about Seto?" he knew.

"Yes…" Yugi was the one to answer.

"…and Jounouchi?" the younger Kaiba brother answered the unasked question.

"Yes…" Yugi repeated his answer, curious to just what all Mokuba knew and what he was willing to share.

"Seto has been acting strangely, Jounouchi has also, ne?" he arched his eyebrows, but seemed to remember something important as his face lit up. "Oh sorry, lets talk about this inside, but careful Seto just got back a little while ago…" at that he stepped aside to let the group in, while remembering back to how he had arrived home to be told that his older brother had gotten home early and was in a foul mood there for was not to be disturbed. He, for once, had listened and not bothered his brother since he had been home.

"Okay, thank you." Yugi answered once again.

Once they had all gotten seated Mokuba asked if they desired anything to drink, receiving head shakes 'no' from everyone in the small group he decided to start on with business.

Though Anzu was the first to speak. "You said your brother has been acting strangely, how so?"

"Today, he got back home before I did, usually he'd go to Kaiba Corp and work. Instead today he just locked himself up in his room. He's been doing that a lot lately, staying in his room by himself, sulking. I'm worried about him." the ebony haired youth answered, his eyes narrowing in thought. "What can we do?" he had a pleading edge to his voice.

"This is Jounouchi's fault, isn't it?" the boy was near tears, his heart was breaking for his brother all the teens before him could clearly see it.

"No!" Honda hissed in a loud tone "It's not Jounouchi's fault, more of Kaib-"

"We can't blame any one person for this, it's not a matter of 'who's at fault and who did what with who and how.' But it's rather a mutual thing, both boys are struggling with emotions that are new to them, we can't blame anyone for that. Their lost and confused, they don't know what their suppose to do, so we as the people to care about them have to-"

"…about Kaiba, like hell!" Honda interrupted. But shut his mouth abruptly when a sharp pain was inflicted upon his foot, courtesy of Anzu stomping it.

"…help them through this, we can't simply let them handle it on their own. We've seen some of the effects of that…"

"So, you think we should set them up? Like getting them to date…" Ryou spoke up for the first time since their arrival. Crimson dusted his cheeks as he suddenly found the floor to be an interesting subject for his soft warm chocolate eyes to study.

"Well…" the brunette was cut off again.

"Like play match maker?" Honda growled.

"Something like that, yes!" she growled back in the same tone of voice.

"Well, it is a good idea, we have to do something…right guys?" Yugi put in quietly, though he wasn't sure on how this was going to work.

"We have to get them to fall madly in love!" Mokuba chirped.

"Yes, we do…" Anzu agreed.

"They need to be happy!" Yugi beamed, proud of their little group.

"Um, yes, they need our help so…I suppose this is what we must do. Though I'm not sure I understand the plan yet…" Ryou added quietly, it hadn't been stated. The plan…

"Hm, feels like a Soap Opera…" Honda stated dryly.

"Boy!" a rough slurred voice sounded through the small dank apartment, "B'oy, ya home yet?" the same voice called again. Mr. Jounouchi, Jounouchi-san, or simply Katsuya's father a large unruly looking man, blond hair much like his son's though his eyes were a brown grey - faded with age.

"Damn it, b'oy!!" he snarled storming further into the darkened room.

Silence was all that greeted him.

While none to far off, in his own room, laid Katsuya - the subject for all the yells and anger. He remained silent though, laying on his old tattered mattress ragged from age and abuse - much like himself and his father. Rips and tares adorned it's surface, stains blotting the fabric ran across random areas both dark and lighter, probably blood, sweat, tears and other substances that were spilled over the well worn bed.

He glared at the ceiling, everything he didn't want to happen had happened, everything he had feared had appeared before him to render him alone and weak, everything he had fought for to this point had been taken, his final resolve had been destroyed. So here he was back where he had started, back alone and hurt.

He had tried, thrown all the cards on the table given it everything., just to have himself called out and stripped of everything. Destroyed and broken…

The time he had spent with Kaiba had been, like nothing he knew, he had loved that - the feelings of being so close to another person the simple feeling of the other. The time they had shared, the emotions he had witnessed. Now to have it all ripped from him was simply and purely cruel.

They would go back to throwing each other petty meaningless insults, throw a few punches, and ignore each other at all cost. Back to how they had been before Katsuya had decided to push their relationship into a different direction. Just back…

It was like, someone eating microwave cooked meals for all their life - nearly twenty years then suddenly given a nice hot home cooked meal once before being forced to go back to eating those half done pieces of shit for a meal. Or like stale bread over freshly baked bread, or cheap dry crumbly cake and delicious home cooked moist …

Food? That was all his mind was set on, he was so hungry! He groaned to himself, tired from so many things, so many screw ups. He just wanted something good to happen for a change, something that would remind him his life was worth while. What did he have to keep him in this world after all, an abusive dead beat farther, friends who were great but wouldn't be able to comprehend his problems, Kaiba the ass who hated him even though his feelings toward were much different, a sister who was too sweet and pure to sully with this. A sister who had been stolen from him and taken so far away.

Everything had ended up gone, stolen, or just left.

It wasn't fair, he was suppose to continue living even under these conditions? Was he to blame if he wanted to end it so badly that he was willing to take his own life? Was it his fault, really?

Living took a very strong person, but he wasn't strong. Dieing was an easy way out, for cowards and weaklings, he was a coward…

Shaking that off for the moment, he rolled over to edge of his bed and reached his arm underneath looking for something he had stashed there a short while ago. Finding it he pulled it from the small dark cave of the underside of his bed and rolled back to the center of said bed to study his reward for the small accomplishment.

A magazine, it had some sluty looking bimbo on the cover with a title of 'Her big weight loss' or something like that, he didn't bother paying it much attention. In a smaller corner it had an ad about (your's truly) Seto Kaiba. He didn't bother reading the title either. Simply flipped through it till he found the page he was looking for. A full page picture of the young blue eyed CEO adorned with a long passage. He didn't bother reading it.

His eyes remained on the picture, Kaiba's piercing sapphire gaze was directed at the camera, frigid as ever they held no emotion. His gorgeous soft chestnut hair framed his pale soft skinned face perfectly. His brows were narrowed in a slight scowl, while a very Kaiba like frown marred his lips.

He quickly yanked the page from the bundle and threw the rest back onto the floor. Keeping the picture of his 'rival' in his hand he continued to stare. Lost in his own world. He studied the brunette's features for what many would count as the billionth time. Taking in the slight curve of the frown on his pale crimson lips, undistinguished by modern beauty enhancers. Studying the fringe of his neatly styled milky brown hair. His eyes strayed on his sharp icy cerulean eyes that glared daringly at the camera, emotionless. He noted the soft creamy peach of his skin, longing only for a moment to touch it once more. His honey eyes trailed over the brunette's broad should and muscular but slim figure. God, he wanted to fuck him again!

His gaze, on it's own accord, trailed back up to the cold emotionless eyes.

The picture had been taken a while ago, before…

"Boy!" Katsuya jumped at the sudden intrusion into his room. The door had been shoved open roughly and now barely hang from it's hinges.

His wide honey like gaze quickly took in the site of his father standing in the doorway to his room, faded brown-grey eyes narrowed with rage and clouded with alcohol.

"Ya ignorin' me now? I called fer ya repeated'y! Ya busy up h'ere doin some'n ya shouldn'? T'oo busy fer…" he stormed in, swaying as gravity attempted to pull him down since it no longer seen his legs fit to support him.

"Whats'at?" he slurred slumping onto his son's bed as leaned over and snatched the magazine page from the teen.

"Hm? He's a pertty lookin' boy, might as well have fag wrote on his-" he cut himself off as realization lit up his clouded eyes.

Katsuya had been sitting stock still during the whole scene, having sat up quickly in reaction at the intrusion. He stared quietly at his father, no matter what happened after this he wouldn't fight back. He couldn't fight back, that was his father and he loved him. He also understood that his father wasn't a bad man but was simply broken and beaten.

His father had had everything ripped from him simply because the Gods deemed that he deserved it because without losers in this world their would be no winners and without that then conflict between the two wouldn't exist, thus making the world 'boring' to the eyes of said Gods. They just simply needed something to entertain themselves. So they weren't to blame, you couldn't expect them to stay bored, now could you?

The blow to Katsuya's face came so suddenly he didn't have the time to think, to block, to react, but just simply felt the hit and fell over and off the bed. He groaned nosily and distantly heard his father's disgusted words "Ya good fer nothing' fag, I will not have a fag fer a son! Ya been lookin' at gay porn an not listenin' ta me…ya own father!? How could ya do dis ta me? Yer da only 'n I have left…'n now. Why?! Ya hate me 'at much? Ya gonna go 'n shove some pertty boy's cock up yer ass?!" he was yelling loudly, his foot coming down repeatedly to stomp the teen's sides and stomach.

He heard the grunts of pain and seen the tears of misery but ignored them, the only person the man had had left had just ultimately betrayed him. That was the final straw to Jounouchi(-san), he had lost everything. Everything in this world that he cared for had been ripped away. He didn't understand or fully know what he was doing, but he knew he was tired, beaten.

He couldn't stand to loose the last person he had…he needed him.

TBC…

A/N:

Heheh, don' hate me…cliffy! xP

so yea, theres another angst filled ch!

I think I need to add more fluff, wat'ya think??

-Cya, n don 4get,

reviews make me happy!x3