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Chapter 3

As soon as Seto had reached school, he felt like he was being followed and hated the feeling. Especially since he knew that it was true, he was fallowed by the stupid bodyguard that was still a high school student, like he or she could do any good. And to top it of that stupid mutt had hit him right on the shoulder. He hadn't heard a thing on the news, not that the CEO was surprised by that, a street dog like him couldn't possibly understand what was on the news, even if he would watch it but he was much more likely to watch some cartoons. That is if his tiny brain can process at least them. The hit had caused his shoulder to hurt again slightly. At least the pain was slowly fading, shortly after and before the first lesson even began. The mutt was now busy, talking to his idiotic friends about what they saw on the news, about him getting shot.

Seto even heard Yugi mention that it might be better if Kaiba got a bodyguard but as he turned towards Kaiba, said CEO didn't give him a chance to suggest it and just said: "It's already enough that Mokuba is getting on my last nerve about it. I can keep myself safe, I don't need some bodyguard." The gang kept talking and wondering, if someone might try to shoot at Kaiba in school and whether or not it was even safe for the rest of them in that case. What if the killer would miss and hit someone else instead? The mutt seemed rather exited than scared and even said that he hoped the killer would get a few more holes into the CEO and that he deserved it. Maybe it would let out some of his arrogance.

Seto only listened half heartedly and was glad to see the teacher coming in. At least he was, until said teacher looked in surprise towards him and even had the nerve to say "I'm surprised to see you here, Mr. Kaiba, considering the recent events, are you sure it's safe for you, you could be excused for a while, at least until your shoulder is better?" What was this, worry- about- Kaiba- day? Honestly, he ran a huge company for years, he could take care of himself and wasn't some fucking damsel in distress that needed a knight in shining armour to save his sorry ass. Seto Kaiba didn't need anyone to watch out for him. Most of all not some stupid high school teacher, that never had done anything but bore him to death. "I'm fine, and I'm not going to run and hide, just because of one gun shooting guy with a very bad aim." Still the teacher looked worried but Seto ignored him completely and the teacher decided to start the lesson.

Seto wondered idly who the bodyguard might be and if he was in the room with him. No one had transferred into this class, so either he or she wasn't there or it was someone from this class. He sort of regretted not to have asked. Not that he would want to know to feel better or that the knowledge could make him feel safer, but it bothered him a little not to know who was watching him. Especially since he could feel some eyes staring at him all the time.

Seto looked around the room. Most people were looking at him with worried expressions on their faces. Only a few listened to the teacher and looked to the front of the class. And just one was still looking out the window, not caring what the rest did. The mutt, at least one person that didn't treat him like he could drop dead at any second, with a bullet in his head. Strangely so, the blond didn't look bored but his eyes moved across the scenery outside again and again, like he was looking for something in particular. It was strange but then again it was the mutt, he most likely was just wishing he could be out there and was looking for things to do, once he was free of school. Or the dog was looking for a squirrel to hunt.

The class was tedious to the intelligent CEO, who already knew all about the topic of the current lesson. And since they had just started the topic, he needed to be careful not to let the lesson lull him to sleep. He wasn't even taking notes on his laptop, not even to make sure that it looks like he was listening, if the teacher noticed that he actually had gone back to do his work on his laptop. He could just start informing the teacher about the coming parts of the current lessons topic and prove that he didn't need to listen to his tediously boring explanations of something he already knew.

The whole day passed like that and he noticed, that there were a few students he shared a few classes with but not one that was in all of his classes and he wondered how the bodyguard, that was assigned to him, could possibly protect him that way. What Seto didn't know was, that Joey had pretended to feel sick already during lunch, even gone as far to skip lunch altogether to 'get some fresh air' and asked one of his friends to let the teacher know that he might be in late, since he didn't want to risk getting sick in the classroom and now he was sitting under the window of Kaiba's current classroom so he could at least shout out to Kaiba if there was someone out there and trying to shoot.

Joey highly doubted that the killer could be one of the students or teachers, so he would have to try and shoot through the window and that meant he would see him from his position. Unless he would barge through the door but that wasn't the style of the killer from the party, where he had shot through a window and from what he had seen in the news he had a good aim but Seto had moved out of the way in the last minute. They had shown some security tapes, where it could be seen that just half a second before the shot, his heart was where his shoulder was, after the one little step he had taken. The killer had a good aim, but a bad reaction time. Which gave Joey an advantage. The killer would not shoot as long as Kaiba was moving. Granted, that was rather hard to do in school but on a party it should be possible to keep Kaiba safe, without the killer even being aware that his cover was blown and he could use his phone to call the cops. And he also had an emergency kit from his company, with everything he might need. It was currently hidden in the bottom of his bag.

With what Joey knew, he could maybe get the killer and whoever hired him, for Joey had the feeling that it had been a professional killer. The aim was too good for an amateur and he had gotten away without leaving behind any evidence at all. Unfortunately that also meant, that Seto was in real danger and school was the perfect place to get him. He wasn't protected by his security when he was in school and it was even easier than at a party. All Joey could hope, was that the killer would wait a couple of days before the next try, just to let things calm down and nobody was looking out for him.

Joey also had figured out, why Seto had seemed so cool and still had hired a bodyguard. He wasn't the one that wanted it. He had said so himself to Yugi that morning. Mokuba was afraid for him and had a good reason to be so. Seto was in real danger, that much was clear. But he himself didn't see it and wouldn't be careful at all. All the more reason for Joey to be twice as alert during school hours.

Right after that, class was over. Joey went inside as fast as he could and towards his next class with Kaiba in it again. But Kaiba wasn't there, so Joey decided to check the bathrooms. He should be here by now since, Joey had to go around to get back in, Seto's way was much shorter. And he wasn't there. After a quick check in the classroom to see if he had arrived in the meantime, only to find out it was a waste of time, he looked for him. And found him outside on the phone. Joey just stood next to the door, trying his best not to get noticed as he scanned the area. He was sure that Seto must have a death wish or something to be out here at such a dangerous time.

Seto saw the third rate duellist standing by the school entrance as he was talking to one of his incompetent employees, that had messed up an order he needed this afternoon. He was furious with his employee and annoyed by his lack of courage, for he hadn't even bothered to inform him himself. He had just informed Kaiba's secretary, who had then informed the CEO. And if there ever was something worse than incompetence, it was a lack of courage. He finished the call with the words "either you get it in time or you can look for a new job." After that he phoned the bodyguard agency, he also had been informed that the same host from the last party was hosting another to make up for the chaos, that the lack of security at his party had caused. Great another night waiting to be wasted and Mokuba would be a pain in the ass if he didn't get a bodyguard to accompany him. It would be the worst night of his life that much was sure.

On his way to class, he wanted to let some steam off on the blond mutt, standing there idly, even so he was already late for class. "Don't you have class, mutt? Or are you too stupid to find the way?"

Joey growled, here he was trying to keep that jerk alive and all he got was his insults. But then again, he didn't know what he did, so he just said: "I was sick all right, just be glad I aint throwin up on ya, seein ya stupid face aint makin me feel better."

"Trust me, I'm not here to try to make you feel better and you better not get anything on my clothes or you will have to pay for it for the rest of your life and still couldn't pay of that debt."

"I wouldn't bother tryin, since it would be ya own fault, havin such a hideous face."

"Look who's talking now, or rather barking. You do know that someone who is sitting in a glasshouse shouldn't throw stones, right?"

"Just leave me da hell alone or I really gonna throw up on ya."

For a moment Joey wondered, if he really should try so hard to protect the life of that jerk but then again it was his job and he didn't want to risk his reputation as the best junior and one of the best in total. So he hoped for a moment that the killer would try at home or work and not school. And that he would try BEFORE he would have to go some place with the CEO. But just on his way in, his phone rang again and again, it was his boss. He informed him that his charge needed him to accompany him to a party that Friday and he would have to be at the Kaiba mansion at 7. Dressed like an elegant and wealthy young woman with a good status in the upper society. "Great, this day keeps getting better." He mumbled to himself, causing Seto who overheard his ironic sounding muttering and wonder where his accent was. But Kaiba just went back to class, he was already late and didn't want to waste any more time on the mutt.

Joey went in shortly after Kaiba, so he could just about see him and went into class just after him. Unlike Kaiba, he got in trouble for being late but his friends informed, that he hadn't been feeling well and even skipped lunch as well as the previous class. Even the teacher knew about Joey's usually strong apatite and accepted the excuse and Joey wondered, if he could get by skipping that one class like today, till he got rid of Kaiba. Again he kept looking out the window and along the landscape. Looking into trees and bushes for any sign of someone hiding in them.

The rest of the day went past very much like that and nothing happened. Joey was glad nothing had happened, he hadn't been sure how to keep Kaiba safe, without giving up that he was his bodyguard and usually that wasn't part of the training, since the saving wouldn't be able to hide, it was okay to give up the disguise and all for that, at least for a junior. His present just shouldn't compromise the charges normal life and an attack was hardly part of that in the first place. But Joey didn't want anyone to know what was going on and that he was actually trying to protect Kaiba. Again he didn't wish him dead, not really, but he usually wouldn't waist his time and get out of his way to keep him safe either. And on top of that, Joey really didn't want Kaiba to know that he would be at his place on Friday, in a dress! He just prayed that his disguise was good enough to fool even him, even so they knew each other.


Please review. The next chapter is about the fun party and how the Kaiba brothers react, when a hot blond is in front of their door to pick up Seto.