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A/N: I don't own or profit in way from Yu-Gi-Oh.

Chapter 5
The doctor emerged from Kaiba's bedroom about an hour later. In the interim, he had summoned his nurse, who left with some bloodwork, and returned with results. It was convenient having an infirmary and doctor on the premises.
"He's in surprisingly good shape, considering ..." the doctor began.
"Considering?" Kaiba echoed.
"Well, I've seen this pattern before -- the layering of new bruising on top of old. When I did my residency in the ER. It's a classic abuse syndrome. He's denied it of course, claims he was attacked on his way home from school. Nevertheless, if I had been presented this patient in a public hospital, I would be calling social services.
"Currently, there are no broken bones, though I'm sure if we did a chest X-ray, we'd see some old rib fractures. The bruising is significant, so I've prescribed a pain killer. I gave him an injection to start, here are some pills for after it wears off." He handed Kaiba a small vial.
The doctor took a breath. "There are two things that are of greater concern though. First, it looks like there was at least an attempted sexual assault. Your friend says he doesn't recall, and that may well be, as he took a blow to his head which most certainly could have rendered him unconscious. But though there are some lacerations around the anus, they are minor, and there does not appear to be any tearing inside the rectum. Unfortunately, he showered this morning, that greatly reduced the possibility of collecting any evidence."
Kaiba let his breath out slowly, evenly. He could feel the adrenalin rush of anger coursing through his body.
"Finally, I'm concerned with your friend's diet, or rather, lack thereof. It seems he has not been eating regularly. In fact, he was more than a little evasive answering when he last ate. I suspect he's not had a decent meal in at least a week."
Kaiba sighed. Jounouchi's situation was worse than he thought. "And the bloodwork?" he enquired.
"The chem panel I ordered was normal, and there was no evidence of drugs in his system. As I said, he's in remarkable shape considering the thrashing he's taken. What's most important right now is to get him back on solid food, slowly. He should have small meals of soup or rice gruel, every 2-3 hours tonight, he should be able to handle solids tomorrow. One thing in his favor is that he has kept himself hydrated.
"He needs some bed rest, he should take the pain killer as needed, and his body will take care of itself. That is of course, unless he returns to the abusive environment."
It was settled in Kaiba's mind. He would not let Jounouchi go back to his father's apartment. He went to his dressing room and brought back a pair of pajamas for Jounouchi to change into.
After the doctor left, Jou took stock of the situation. He heard the muffled voice of the physician outside the closed door and figured he was spilling his guts to Kaiba. Great. He could only imagine what the other boy thought. He found that his concern was melting away though, under the spell of the shot the doctor had given him. His mood was definitely elevating as he noticed the absence of the dull aches and stabs of pain he'd grown accustomed to.
He took the time he was alone to look around the room. The king-size bed was elevated on a low platform. There were integrated low tables on either side at the low headboard. The wood was a satiny finished cherry. It glowed softly under the table lamps. On the opposite wall hung a huge plasma screen. The room itself was l-shaped and spare. Under the TV was a long low console, Jou figured it hid a kicking sound system, and he could see the glow of a computer screen emanating from the short end of the el, off to the left. The left wall was a wall of floor to ceiling windows, but he couldn't see the view, darkness had fallen. There were several shoji screens that closed across those windows and the alcove. They were currently stacked on the near side of the wall. A huge berber rug covered most of the wood floor. The bedcover felt like suede, it was deep chocolate brown. At the foot of the bed there was what looked to be a mink throw. 'Not bad.' Jou thought. 'He's got some taste.' He smiled, there was a narcotic warmth blossoming out from the pit of his stomach, radiating waves of euphoria through his body.
Kaiba reached for the doorknob, stopped himself and knocked softly. He felt kind of foolish knocking at his own door.
"Who is it?" Jou's voice rang out in an unusually high pitch.
"The mutt must be feeling better if he can muster enough strength to break my balls," Kaiba muttered.
He opened the door "Here are the clothes I promised you" he said evenly. Jounouchi was under the covers, his upper body propped up on pillows, and though he was still pale, a flush was coming back to his face. "The doctor said you need some bed rest, you should stay here tonight," he continued matter-of-factly. It wasn't a question.
Jou reached out for the pajama top, suddenly feeling very naked under the gaze of the other boy. He put the shirt on and buttoned it. then reached for the bottoms. Here he hesitated, the doctor had made him strip for the exam, he was naked under the covers.
Kaiba, sensing his discomfort, turned away, just as Mokuba burst into the room. Jou hurriedly finished dressing, his breath caught as some of the pain he'd been missing returned from the sudden motion. The pajamas softly caressed his skin. They were blood-red, he couldn't imagine a softer material. 'Must be silk,' he thought.
"Jounouchi, are you feeling any better?" Mokuba asked earnestly.
"Yeah, the doctor fixed me right up."
Noticing the pajamas, Mokuba asked incredulously "Are you staying here tonight?"
"Actually we haven't--"
"Yes Mokuba," Kaiba interrupted. He turned to Jou, "You need to eat something, I'll call for that soup now. Mokuba, have you finished your homework?"
Mokuba protested, "It's the weekend! I want to--"
"Mokuba," Kaiba said patiently, "you need to do your homework tonight. That's the rule."
"But--"
"Listen, Moku," Jou said, "you should listen to your brother, he knows what's best. Besides, you can come back when your done, and show me how to work that thing." He added, pointing to the plasma screen.
"Great! I'll be right back!" Mokuba said joyously.
Kaiba called down to the kitchen and ordered the soup to be brought to the bedroom. He eyed Jou warily. The pretenses were being stripped from their relationship, and oddly, the two seemed to share some common ground. He remembered the Jounouchi had left a younger sister back in the USA, and thought how lonely he would be if Mokuba were suddenly wrenched from his life. Kaiba was thinking about the conversation that was going to take place. There was a lot of mistrust between them, but he had to convince Jounouchi not to go back to his father's home.
Kaiba broke the silence. He decided on the direct approach. "Jounouchi, it's obvious that you can't return home. I know what your father has been doing."
Jounouchi levelled a stare a him. Kaiba could see the fire in his eyes that usually preceded a fight. "Just what do you think my old man's been up to?" Jou measured carefully.
Kaiba replied evenly, "Why don't you tell me?"
The soup arrived, and Jou eyed it hungrily. The aroma was driving him to distraction. He thought about his situation, and came to a conclusion. 'What do I have to lose?' He shrugged, mostly to himself, tentatively slurping a spoonful. It was delicious.
So he told Kaiba about the beatings. That they had been going on for years. He knew they were escalating and was frightened that his father was going to lose control and kill him, but he didn't want to be put in the system. He almost told Kaiba about his plan to make a deal with Otogi, but stopped himself. That was just too humiliating. All through it, he kept mental notes as to how much each revelation would cost him in embarrassment, how much he was willing to take just on the possibility of not having to go home.
When he finished, he looked up, expecting Kaiba to laugh at him, to reveal the cruel joke. Jou was shaking uncontrollably again, and he admitted to himself that he was scared shitless. Kaiba sat down on the edge of the bed next to him. He stared deeply into Jou's eyes and said firmly "You don't have to go back. You can stay here." He ran his hand gently down the side of Jou's face.
"Finished!" Mokuba raced in, hands full of school papers. He thrust them a Kaiba. "Here it is, Seto!"
"I'll look it over," Kaiba said, rising. He gathered Mokuba's work, walked over to the alcove and disappeared around the corner.
Mokuba grabbed the remote on the bedside table and scrambled up on the bed next to Jou.
As the doctor recommended, Kaiba had arranged for little meals to be brought up every two hours for Jounouchi. After he'd finished reviewing Mokuba's homework, he remained at his desk and caught up on his email messages. Then there was some beta code to review on some new game projects being developed. All in all it was a typical evening for Kaiba, with the exception of his having a houseguest. He listened absently to the banter coming from the room behind him.
He could tell that the painkiller was having an effect, that Jounouchi was slightly stoned. He was slurring some of his words together. After a while, Kaiba noticed the conversation had ended. He wrapped up his work, shooting off a few emails to his developers. It wasn't unusual for Mokuba to fall asleep on Kaiba's big bed, then Kaiba would carry him to his own room, and help him into his pajamas before tucking him in for the night.
Jounouchi was snoring lightly. Kaiba cautiously removed Mokuba, he didn't want to disturb either sleeping boy. As he reached over Jounouchi, he woke with a start, instantly alert, eyes wide open. He started to get out of the bed.
"Relax," Kaiba assured him, "I'm just going to bring Mokuba to bed."
"Where do I sleep?" Jou asked drowsily.
"Stay here, I'll be right back," Kaiba said, hefting his brother into his arms.
As he carried Mokuba to his room, he plotted out the next steps. He wanted was to keep Jounouchi in his bed. He had resigned himself that he was infatuated with the other boy. It must be what it was. That he desired Jounouchi was obvious, that it was anything more than a physical attraction was debatable. As he helped Mokuba into bed, he was grateful for his brother's sleepy silence.
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