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This Update comes pretty soon, I'm not sure if I can promise that for the next one. ^^'

Next two or so weeks will be a little crowed, so I thought I'd post the next chapter now. Sorry if its short or seems a bit rushed, but I wanted to post this before tomorrow, so here you go!

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Chapter Two: What the Hell?

Joey didn't mind getting up in the morning. Normally, that is. The fact it was Friday, and also that he had only had had four hours of sleep did make it a little hard to wake up.

He would have liked to sleep more, but there was one thing, or better, person, that had kept him awake and from that wish.

Tristan, you're so gonna pay for this, the blonde thought groggily, as he turned up the stove. The brunette had called him up at eleven pm the last evening and hadn't stopped talking for half of the night, mostly about Duke. You wouldn't know it, but Tristan could be quite a gossip, his favorite topic being his secret crush, and how he would never get him to notice his feelings.

Joey, as his friend had listened to everything, answered Tristan's questions and had given him advice, where he knew some.

When Tristan had finally said his goodbyes, Joey had looked at the clock to realize it was after three in the morning. He was only beginning to feel how much sleep he had missed just now.

Grudgingly, he turned his thoughts back to the omelet he was making at the moment, only to get a near heart attack when he noticed the smoke erupting from the frying pan in such intensity that it turned the kitchen into a smoker's lounge during break time in a non smoking company.

Just effing amazing, Joey thought, as he threw the now unrecognizable breakfast into the trash. And it had smelled so good, too…

Well, then its cereals again. Even if the thought wasn't very enthusiastic, Joey wouldn't get upset about something as trivial as breakfast. Or that was at least what he was trying to tell himself as he munched his bowl of Cheerios.

:::

"Joey? Are you in there?"

The blonde stirred and gave an incoherent grunt as a way of reply. Yuugi turned around, shrugging at his boyfriend, who was standing a few feet away.

Yes, Joey Wheeler had been gloomy when he had woken up, but as soon as he entered the building commonly known as Domino High even the little optimism that had been left seemed to drain from him, leaving the blonde with a headache the size of a Red Eyed Black Dragon and a mood of the same color.

So, when he had made his way to class, he immediately slumped in his seat and that was the cue to enter a Yuugi.

Yami, who had followed his boyfriend's vain attempts to get Joey to speak to him up for the last five minutes, decided it was time to solve the situation his way.

He pulled the younger tricolored teen from behind and, heaving him off the floor, left Joey under stark complaints from his lover, silenced quickly by a peck on the lips that made Yuugi blush a dark red.

"Yaaami," the younger boy whined, even though his disapproving tone was deceived a little by the way he turned and wrapped his arms around the older's neck.

"Just leave him be for a while, Friday's are never his days," Yami answered, bumping their foreheads together.

"Take a room!" Bakura interrupted the two boys, trying his best at looking serious.

"As if you're one to talk." Yami and Tristan, who had just entered the classroom, said in unison, to what Bakura only glared.

Meanwhile, Joey was experiencing the next attack of coaxing; only that Ryo had a whole different method to get him to speak.

"… are you sick? Did you receive some bad news? Did your goldfish… Joey, did Justin die? Oh God, that's so sad, we need to give him a proper funeral, should we ask Duke to get you-…"

"Ryo, please," Joey finally snapped, starting the people in his surroundings. "I'm just tired, okay?" Oh yes, Ryo was number one at annoying the crap out of you.

The white haired teen grinned at the blonde "I know," he simply stated, then turned, so he was facing Yuugi and Yami.

"He's awake now."

Ryo was also a pro when it came to manipulating, when he wanted to be, that is.

Joey just groaned.

:::

Only one lesson separated Joey from two days of doing nothing. Only. One. Frigging. Hour. So why did it try to become the longest hour ever known to humanity?

The longer Joey stared at the clock at the door, the slower time seemed to pass. One second, two seconds, three seconds…

Just ring so we can go home, already!, the blonde thought desperately.

"Okay class.", Mr. Orisaki said, his voice sounding as exhausted as he looked. "I know it's Friday and all of you probably already only think about the weekend, but please at least try to concentrate for a little while longer." The teacher really tried his best to keep up a friendly and optimistic tone, but the exasperation showed by the way he ran his hand through his hair or the sigh that escaped his lips when the noise level didn't change. "Okay, let's make a deal. I'm only going to tell you where you'll be doing your internships and then you can go home."

Suddenly everyone turned very, very, quiet.

Oh god. The internships. Joey shot up from his slumped position on his seat. How could he have forgotten about them?

Most of the students seemed to think the same, if their dumbfounded expressions served as any indication.

"This is very important, guys. The company you will work at will give me their judgment of your performance and this will make up half of this year's final grade in Business Studies." Mr. Orisaki explained. "So try to behave," he added, giving Bakura and Yami a look, while the two boys tried to look as innocently as possible.

"I'm going to give out the folders of the companies now, these include all the information you'll need, working hours, job definition, judging criteria etc. Don't lose them; they'll help you a lot during next month."

Mr. Orisaki started to give each student his folder, some of them looking pretty pleased by while others didn't. Bakura was the first to get his; everyone looked at him expectantly as he read the logo on the front.

"Come on, don't keep us in suspense…!" Ryo complained, trying to sneak a glance at the paper without much success.

"Hot Topic." Bakura grinned, his voice sounding a little huskier than normal. He showed the envelope around, seeming to be very happy with his newly achived job.

"Well, if that isn't sexy," Yami said, looking at Ryo for approval.

Before Ryo could respond, he was handed his folder.

"Ry, what did you get?" Yuugi asked impatiently, as soon as the white haired teen had received his folder.

"Pizza Planet," Ryo answered, smiling. "Might be fun. What about you?"

"Yami and I are going to work at the Game Shop. Won't be very hard to get a good grade this year," Yuugi grinned broadly.

The only ones left from their group now were Tristan and Joey. When the former got his envelope, he looked at it and immediately all color seemed to drain from his body.

"Tristan? What's wrong?" Ryou asked tentatively, only to be handed the folder by the brunette in silence. The white haired boy looked at the logo, before Bakura snatched it from him. While Ryo looked at Tristan sympathetically, Bakura burst into a fit of laughter.

"Bakura!", Ryo shot a glare at the former spirit.

Joey, who didn't get all the fuss that was made, tried to solve his confusion by just asking.

"What is it? Where do you have to go? Is it that bad?"

"Oh no, it's not bad at all." Bakura managed through chuckles "It will be a lot of fun for us!"

Tristan didn't answer.

"This is priceless!", Bakura added, giving the folder to Joey.

'Black Clown' it said in big letters. As in 'owned by Duke Devlin, also known as Tristan's long time crush'.

Mr. Orisaki choose that moment to speak up again. "Okay, class. You're all excused. I hope you have a great month!"

Most of the students left the class immediately, and, after some encouragement by his friends, Tristan also got up from his seat, even though he still looked a little out of it.

"What company did you get, Joey?" , Yuugi asked, to change the subject.

The blonde realized only then that he hadn't gotten any envelope. Confused he looked at the teacher's desk, where Mr. Orisaki was currently gathering up all his things.

"Uhm, I'll have to check that out right now. See you later, okay? And try to cheer Tris up a little." Joey, gave Yami and Bakura a look that said 'don't go to hard on him, he's suffering enough already.'

"We will. See ya!", Yuugi answered, following after the group of friends.

Joey turned around and walked up to the desk. turned towards the blonde, confused for a second, then he seemed to remember something.

"Mr. Orisaki, you didn't give…-"

"Ah, yes, Joey, I wanted to talk to you. You should have worked at CardGamesIternational, but they called it off at last minutes, something about too many interns at the moment, so we had to reschedule a little." looked at him nervously, and Joey had a bad feeling about the whole situation all of a sudden.

"But the company said they could give you an internship as personal assistant in the firm they are working for, you would get paid a third more."

Now Joey was really confused. This didn't sound bad at all, so why did his teacher give him that look, as if he was going to tell him his pet had just died?

"Uhm, so when do I start?", he tried to break the awkward silence that had formed.

"It says all that in this folder. "

Joey took the offered booklet and turned it around so he could read the company's logo. When he did, he wished he hadn't.

A/N: So, here's chapter two for you! I really hope you enjoyed this chapter and stay tuned for chapter three! Definite plot revelation there, sorry, but it didn't fit here, so I'll put it in the next chapter. ^^