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Kaiba's New Assistant	By : AtomBunny Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7443 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!. That belongs to Kazuki Takahashi. I also do not own Father Ted. That belongs to Hat Trick and Channel 4. This is solely written for fun and not for profit.

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Jou sighed as he reached his front door. He just needed to get changed and pick up a couple of things then he'd be off to Yugi's for the rest of the evening. However, as he opened the door he could hear the sound of the TV drifting through from the living room and he grimaced as he realised that this meant his dad was at home, something that he hadn't been expecting at this time on a Saturday night.

Suddenly, he stopped dead in the doorway as he registered just what was being discussed on the box. He raised horrified eyes to meet his dad's angry ones as the man got up from his chair, then without a second thought, he bolted.

"Get back here, ya fag!" Jonouchi senior yelled as he gave chase, but Jou had youth on his side, hadn't abused his body with drink and cigarettes and as such he could easily outdistance the older man. Once he was well away from the old apartment building and he could no longer hear the old man's shouts, he paused for breath, concealing himself in a disused entryway. He pulled out his Kaiba Corporation issue cellphone and hit speed dial 1, putting him directly through to Seto's personal phone.

"Jonouchi, you have a nerve calling me after what you have done," Kaiba's cool and controlled tones came through the speaker as he answered Jonouchi's call.

"What?" Jou was genuinely confused, then threw it off to deal with later. He didn't have time to be confused right now, not with the trouble he was in. "Seto, I need..."

"I don't care what you need," Seto snarled. "You lied to me about Noa and you let those photos get out."

"But..."

"I don't have time to deal with you right now, as I'm sure you'll understand," Seto all but hissed, "but we will talk about this later, make no mistake."

"But Seto..." Jou started, then began to swear out loud as he found himself talking to a dead line. He quickly weighed up his options. His dad's homophobic friends and drinking buddies - something Jou knew there were sure to be a lot more of now that the man had more of his money to flash around - had probably seen that broadcast by now and his dad had probably called them out to help look for him.

Knowing what his dad's older friends were like, they probably already had the places he was likely to go to covered, so heading to either Yugi's or the Kaiba Corporation building was completely out of the question. Honda and Otogi were supposed to be going out tonight and Anzu was at her Saturday night dance class – not that he would have wanted to get her involved in something like this anyway. No, as was usual when he found himself in trouble, he was on his own.

Knowing that he was likely to be fairly short on time, he made a decision and decided to head towards the railway station. Hailing a taxi to take him out of the city was too dangerous as odds were that one of his dad's new drinking buddies would either be driving or would have been in touch with the other drivers to ask them to keep an eye out for him. With the remaining options being either bus or train, he chose train as the safer option, moving quickly but circumspectly in the direction of the station. As he moved, he opened his phone once again and called Yugi.

"Hey Yug'," he said as the diminutive teen answered his call. "I don't think I'm going to be able to make it over tonight. I'm in a bit of trouble and I'm going to have to get out of town for a while."

"Jou, what's wrong?" Yugi sounded worried. "What kind of trouble and can't Kaiba help you?"

"Not this time Yug'. He doesn't want to know. He's blaming me..." For the first time, Jou's chest constricted with pain and his eyes burned a little with tears of grief.

"You aren't making any sense, Jou," Yugi said. "Come over here and we can talk about it."

"I'm sorry Yugi, I can't do that." Jou choked out, "but if you turn on the news I'm sure you'll understand what's wrong. I'll call you when I get someplace safe." He hung up without letting Yugi say anything else and concentrated on moving past the pain in his chest and making it safely to his destination. He only hoped that Seto would come around once things had calmed down a bit.

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Seto eyed the phone with disgust as he terminated the call from Jonouchi. He didn't have time to contemplate that feeling, which felt suspiciously like disgust towards himself at the way he'd summarily dismissed the other, as Mokuba burst in through the door.

"Seto, what's wrong? Why did you call me like that?" Mokuba asked in a voice laced with panic.

"Ah, Mokuba," Seto turned a cool expression onto his younger brother. "I want you to explain to me just what Noa is doing inside my computer system?" He pressed a button to turn on the monitor and Noa appeared on the screen.

Mokuba visibly sagged with relief. "Oh, you haven't deleted him. Thank goodness."

"No, I haven't... yet." Seto said, only to be surprised as an outraged expression appeared on Mokuba's face.

"No! You can't do that!" Mokuba cried out. "If you delete him I will never forgive you!"

Seto was taken aback by the vehemence of Mokuba's reaction. "He means that much to you?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes, he's my best friend," Mokuba said, tears standing in the corners of his eyes. "He keeps me company when you can't be around or when you are working late nights." He turned an earnest gaze onto his brother. "He is not the same Noa that tried to destroy us in the virtual world and even THAT Noa changed his mind and saved us all in the end." He subsided and sniffed a little. "Please Seto, you can't."

Seto sighed. He couldn't take away something that clearly meant so much to his younger brother. "Will you vouch for him?" he asked.

"Yes, I will," Mokuba said confidently. "Jonouchi and Mrs Doyle will too."

Seto raised an eyebrow again. "Did everyone except me know about this?" he asked a little more forcefully than he had intended.

"It's not like that," Mokuba explained quickly. "He approached Mrs Doyle because she seemed lonely. Jonouchi found out... on the night we hacked into your video surveillance system." He looked down at his feet in shame at the reminder of that time. "He made me promise to tell you about Noa but the time never seemed to be right." He looked up again. "I'm sorry Seto."

Seto hugged Mokuba then, ruffling his hair in a reassuring manner before he turned back to the computer and turned the speakers on. "Noa?" Seto intoned flatly.

"Yes Seto," Noa said with just a hint of fear. He knew that his adoptive brother's next words would seal his fate and even with Mokuba present there was no guarantee that Seto would stay his hand.

"It would appear that you have a number of people who will vouch for you," Seto said coolly with more than a touch of irritation evident in his tone. "I'm not ready to trust you just yet, so I'll be keeping a close watch on you."

"You mean you're not going to delete me?" Noa asked, his face lighting up.

"No, I won't," Seto said with a small smile. "Welcome back to the family, Noa."

"Thank you Seto," Noa said with obvious relief, sending a massive smile to Mokuba who was grinning behind Seto, "but... what are you going to do about those photographs?"

"You saw that?" Seto asked.

"Yes," Noa replied. "You may have turned the speakers and monitor off, but you left the webcam and microphone on. I saw and heard everything.

"Seto, what's this about photos?" Mokuba asked with confusion.

Seto sighed and turned the TV back on to channel 7. Mokuba watched with growing horror as the photos were shown one after another, over and over again as the newscasters speculated about them in the background.

"How..." Mokuba gasped, "how did they get hold of those?"

"I have no idea, although I suspect that Jonouchi has to be involved somewhere," Seto said with a scowl.

"Hang on," Mokuba said, "these were included in the album that we put together to send to Shizuka."

"We?" Seto asked.

"Noa helped me," Mokuba said without hesitation, "but do you think that's where the leak came from?" he asked. "I mean, I can't see Shizuka doing something like that, but..."

"It's a possibility to consider," Seto said. "I take it that you did use the courier I specified?"

"Yes, of course," Mokuba replied, then he gasped and put a hand to his mouth as a thought occurred to him. "Oh..."

"What is it, Mokie?" Noa asked.

"I thought I saw Honda when I was at the courier's office," Mokuba explained, "but it was only a glimpse and then he wasn't there. I thought that I was mistaken and thought no more of it, but now I'm not so sure."

"So you are saying that fin-head may have been responsible?" Seto asked pointedly.

"I... I really can't say for sure," Mokuba replied. "I'll call Shizuka and find out."

"You do that," Seto said, knowing that it would be better if his brother talked to the girl. He picked up the remote and muted the sound on the television as Mokuba picked up the handset and dialled Shizuka's number.

"Kawai residence" a female voice answered the call.

"Hello, is Shizuka there please?" Mokuba asked courteously.

"Who is this please?"

"Kaiba Mokuba."

"Oh, you are Kaiba Seto's little brother," the woman gushed. "It's so good to hear from you..."

"Thank you Mrs. Kawai," Mokuba said with a grimace at the woman's simpering manner, "but could I please speak to Shizuka? It's kind of important."

"Oh, of course," Mrs. Kawai replied. "Shizu dear," she called, "Mokuba is on the phone for you..."

"Coming!" the muffled reply came and Mokuba could clearly hear Shizuka's footsteps as she approached the telephone. "Hello?"

"Shizuka," Mokuba said with some relief, "Did you get the photo album alright?"

"Oh yes, thank you Mokuba," she gushed. "The pictures are absolutely wonderful."

"I'm glad to hear it," he said, "but I need to ask, who delivered them?"

"Funny you should ask that," Shizuka replied, "It was Katsuya's friend Honda."

"Really?" Mokuba asked, flicking a look towards Seto. "When did he deliver them?"

"About half an hour ago," She supplied.

"Wow, it really took a while for him to get there," Mokuba observed.

"I think he must have stopped off on the way," Shizuka mused, "because he asked me to do him a favour and log the time as being earlier."

"I think we've got our possible leak," Mokuba said to his brother. "Honda did deliver the package and he was later than the recorded delivery time."

"Leak?" Shizuka asked suddenly concerned. "What do you mean, Mokuba?"

"Shizuka," Mokuba's voice was very serious, "have you seen the news recently?"

"No, should I have?" Shizuka's confusion was evident in her voice.

"Please, could you look at channel 7," Mokuba said.

"OK," She replied as she moved to switch on the set. Mokuba could tell that she had got the correct channel when he heard her gasp. "Oh Mokuba, how did they get those images?"

"That's what we are trying to find out," Mokuba said grimly. "Now, can you tell me, were there copies of those four images in the album I sent?"

"No," she replied. "This is the first time I've seen them."

"So there were empty pockets in the album?"

"No, the album was full..."

"Really?" Mokuba was shocked. "Could you tell me if there are any pockets missing then? Those photos should have been the last ones in the book."

"Just let me check," the girl replied, then the sound came of her running up to her room. She was soon back with an answer for him. "It didn't look like there were any missing at first," she said, "but looking more closely, it looks like a couple of pockets have been cut out with a sharp knife or something." She gasped, "You don't think that Honda had anything to do with this do you? I really don't think he'd do something like that to Katsuya..." she tailed off for a moment. "Is Katsuya there with you?" She asked suddenly, panic in her voice.

"Ah... no," Mokuba replied, taken aback by the ferocity of the question.

"Where is he? Do you know?" She began to sound frantic.

"What's wrong, Shizuka? You are starting to worry me."

"If... if our dad has seen those," she sobbed, "he'll kill Katsuya. He hates homosexuals and he always said that he'd kill Jou if he turned out to be a... a fag."

Mokuba gasped. "Seto, where's Jou?" he asked urgently.

"He went home before heading out to Yugi's," Seto replied. "Why?"

"Shizuka said that Jou could be in danger if his dad saw the news..."

Seto started as he recalled Jou's phone call. Thinking back on it now he realised that Jou had sounded quite desperate, but he'd cut him off without even listening to what he had to say. He pulled his own cell phone from his pocket and and speed dialled Jou's number, only to swear as the answer-phone message played.

"Seto?" Mokuba asked.

"His phone is either off or out of range," Seto said, pressing another speed dial number. "Yugi," Seto said as the call was answered, "is Jonouchi with you?" He listened as Yugi spoke then swore again. "Damn it. Sorry Yugi, I'll call you back," he said as he ended the call. Before Seto could inform the others as to what Yugi had said, Noa spoke up.

"Seto, Look at the TV. You need to turn the sound back on," Noa said, even as Mokuba found himself dealing first with a hysterically sobbing Shizuka, then with the girl's mother, then with a dead line as the woman hung up. Seto gave Noa a strange look, but dutifully turned his attention back to the television, turning pale as he took in the latest news story.

They watched with growing horror and, in Seto's case, guilt, as the report unfolded. It would seem that a rival channel's roving reporter and her cameraman had noticed Jonouchi making his way down the street and had seen the potential for a scoop given the earlier revelations. However, before they could close in and attempt to obtain an interview, they had realised that something wasn't right and that Jonouchi was being followed by several older men. The reporter, trusting her gut instinct, had been on the phone to alert the police when another man had appeared from an alleyway and dragged the teenager into it and out of sight. The cameraman had carefully moved in and recorded the scene as the police arrived and dragged the men off Jonouchi, but not before the blond teenager had taken quite a beating. The report concluded that several men had run from the scene and were currently being hunted and that Jonouchi had been taken to Domino General Hospital, but his injuries were not thought to be life threatening. Nobody had been able to reach Kaiba for comment.

"His life," Seto said quietly to himself, thinking about how Jonouchi had insisted that he had more to lose than he did. "He was talking about his life."

"Seto?" Mokuba said with some concern as his brother was now extremely pale.

"I'm fine," Seto said, pulling himself back together and crossing to the computer. He pressed several keys, freeing Noa from his virtual prison. "Noa, I want you to see if you can find out who delivered those images to Channel 7."

"I'll get right on it," Noa replied, relieved to be of use.

"Mokuba, I want you to head home," Seto instructed. "I don't know how long I'm going to be at the hospital, but you can call Shizuka back and tell her that I'll let her know about Jou's condition as soon as I get any news."

"OK, big brother," Mokuba said. He wasn't sure if he'd actually get to speak to Shizuka after her mother had hung up on him, but he would still try.

Seto nodded and then swept from the room. He acknowledged the slightly harried looking secretary as he walked through the outer office, knowing that she would be calling his car around to pick him up even as he entered the lift.

Soon he was sitting in the plush interior of the limo, privacy screen up, contemplating just how badly he'd failed Jonouchi by not listening to him. He'd promised Jou that if he ever needed help then he only had to ask, but when he had tried to call in on that promise... Damn it, he could have lost Jou forever just because he assumed that Jou was at fault with both the Noa situation and the photos coming out. He just hoped that Jou would forgive him.

Soon, the limo pulled up outside Domino General Hospital and Seto got out, only to find himself confronted by a barrage of reporters. He cursed as he pushed his way through the throng, swearing that he would have Hospital Security severely dealt with for their failure to deal with this obstruction. He shot the lone guard at the door a withering look before striding smartly to reception and demanding to know where Jonouchi was being treated. Once he had the answer he needed, the receptionist not daring to cross him, he made his way to the waiting area adjacent to the room where Jou was undergoing treatment. He was made to stay there by a stern looking nurse who told him in no uncertain terms that she would not care if he were the Emperor himself, he would stay in the waiting room until the doctor had finished attending to Jonouchi's injuries.

Knowing that, for now at least, he would not get any further, he sat down to wait, giving him time to contemplate the events of the last couple of hours. Finding out about about Noa and that Jou had kept the fact from him had hurt and no matter the reasons for it, it still hurt to some extent. Then came the leaking of those pictures and everything had quickly gone to hell.

He should never have given permission for the album to be sent, although, to be fair, he could not bring himself to blame Jou, Mokuba or Shizuka. As he knew only too well, things like that had a habit of finding their way out eventually no matter how careful you were. If only it had happened in a couple of weeks time, after the 25th and Jou's 18th birthday, then things would have been a lot easier, but sadly, Seto knew that if onlys wouldn't fix anything.

He leaned forwards, placing his head into his hands as he sat on the uncomfortable chair and sighed. He had a lot to make up for.
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A/N - Another slightly shorter chapter, but this is more the length I wanted them to be anyway, so it's all good. :P
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