Overexerted to my Delusion
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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5
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2,907
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4
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Virginity
I used to be the main express
All steaming engines heading west
Picking up my pain from door to door
Riding on the storyline
Furnace burning overtime
But this train don’t stop,
This train don’t stop,
This train don’t stop there anymore
It was late when Seto walked into the house. He put his things at the door and made his way up the stairs in a zombie like walk. He just wanted sleep. The dreams he kept having as he slept was becoming too much to handle and he was realizing that maybe he was a little more attracted to Joey than he thought he was. Either that or he was extremely horny and his mind was telling him something. He was just overall sexually deprived and hungering the attention. The massage from his dream was like heaven and he wanted to experience the trained hands from Joey again. Even if it was in a dream.
He entered his bedroom and flung his body on the bed in a well familiar manner. He closed his eyes in content, releasing a heavy breath and sinking into the cushions below.
Now that he was in bed, he was once again restless. He had thought, while sitting in his office, he would be able come home and pass out, but the fresh air must have woken him up.
He looked to the night stand.
Reaching over he opened the drawer and grabbed the red pill from the inside. He stared at it as he did a previous night. Opening the bag, he dropped the pill in his hand, examining it closer. He could see written around the side of the tablet the words "cherry" in a slanted manuscript.
"What would it hurt?" He mumbled to himself and he tossed the pill between his lips before swallowing.
He waited.
Waited.
Waited some more.
After ten minutes, nothing happened.
"Wheeler...the fucking liar." He stood up and begin to snatch his clothes off to get more comfortable before he would climb into bed and get some rest. He cleaned up quickly and then slid beneath the cool, crisp duvet .
For a few minutes he was feeling agitated because he couldn't close his eyes and fall asleep. Then out of a nowhere a wave of unspeakable feelings raced through his mind and shivered through his body. It was as if he had submerged his body into a warm bath or as if he was basking in the sunlight. This feeling was none he had ever experienced before. Was this what the pill was doing to his body? Giving him the best pleasure he had ever felt?
Slowly, he pushed the covers down his body and stretched his legs and arms out, spread eagle. He closed his eyes with a slight smile on his face and taking a deep breath. The sound of twittering birds filled his head and what felt as if it were a cool breeze drifted over his body.
He wanted to feel it all. He wanted the wind to reach every part of him. He reached down to his boxer briefs and slid them down his leg. How it felt as his fingers drifted down his thighs and down his legs. The touch felt ten times as sensual now that he was under this influence. He dropped them off the side of the bed and his hands went back to his chest. He could feel every fine hair and it tickled his palms making him giggle slightly. Did Seto just giggle?
What was happening to him?
He bit his lip, the feeling becoming more intense when his hands moved further down his chest and down to his abdomen. He teased his belly button arching slightly. His body was heated with passion that was more and more driving him wild.
"-you should let me finish what I started." A whispered voice said beside him and Seto glanced over seeing Joey's face. Joey's body was shrouded in a golden light as he lay on his elbow staring at Seto through half lidded eyes.
Seto didn't say a word as he brought a hand behind Joey's head and guided to him where he wanted. Joey's body slid down the bed in a leisurely manner and pressed kisses down Seto's pale body. The kisses felt like fire to his skin sparking arousal straight to his groin. He hardly needed any stimulation and he felt like he was going to explode.
His eyes closed as the image of Joey teased the head of length with languorous licks making Seto moan. If Seto had known he was going to get this kind of treatment he would have took the pill before hand. He had not realized how much he loved the touch of another's hand upon his body. How he missed it…
Then in one motion his cock was engulfed to the base, swimming in the depths of Joey's warm mouth. He wished that this dream was real and would never end. To have to go back to the daily lifestyle of living in work and stress; He wanted none of that right now. Faster and faster Joey's image moved up and down Seto, his tongue moving in ways Seto didn't think possible.
Within minutes the motion of the tongue that pleasured made him throw his head and he came heavily with a deep groan. He opened his eyes to a hazy reality of his hand covered in his release. Reaching into his side table, he grabbed a small wash rag from it and wiped his hand. He threw it to the floor carelessly, laid back on the soft pillows and closed his eyes once more, drifting into darkness with a satisfied smile upon his face. ----
When he woke up the next morning, he glanced at his alarm clock. It read 7:00 and despite going to bed late, he felt refreshed and awaken. He threw back the covers, hopped in the shower, and dressed in his uniform for school. He fixed his bed hair, did essentials, and made his way downstairs, smiling brightly. His brother was in the kitchen as usual eating his cereal over comic books.
"Good morning Mokuba!"
Mokuba looked up in complete and utter shock. He had even dropped his spoon, splashing it into the milk as his jaw dropped looking at his brother like he would a new game.
"What's wrong?" Seto chuckled, grabbing a cup of coffee.
"Am I not supposed to be? Seto look at you! I've never seen you..."
"Cheerful?" Seto guessed taking a seat across from his brother.
"Anything that involves you being happy so early in the morning. Did you get laid?"
"Mokuba, don't say things like that and no, I didn't get laid."
"Seto...this is scary..." He whispered. "This goes against all natural laws of-"
"Mokuba would you stop being so ludicrous and enjoy it. Is this a bad thing?"
"Not at all." Mokuba's lips curled into a smile.
And Seto returned it. The smile on his brother's face was enough to make him do just about anything.
But his cheerfulness dissipated as he made his way to school and his mind began to focus on a million things. How were his sales doing? Had he passed his last test in Algebra? What would he eat for dinner? Would he have time to spend with Mokuba? Would he get off work early? How much work would he have? Were the stocks decent?
One thing he realized that the tablet did for him, was allow him to focus on the now. Last night and the next morning, work hadn't crossed his mind. The anxiety that had escaped him was haunting him once again and his irritation began to escalate.
He walked into homeroom and took his usual seat in the back. He was alone for a few minutes when Joey walked in with Tristan in tow. Seto wondered if Tristan came begging back to Joey that night as Joey had said. Seto wouldn't put it past himself that it might have happened that way.
Seto glanced over watching the two in their seats. Tristan was sitting in front of Joey's desk backwards on the chair. The two began to talk quietly.
Cherry.
She had left a lasting impression on Seto and he was tempted to want more. The pill was magical; it nothing he had ever had before. He wanted it back. To have a constant supply to refill him whenever he needed some pep. This would mean he would have to ask Joey. Would Joey laugh? He didn't want Joey to know he had taken the drug. That would show he was weak and gave into that stupid pill and it was Joey's fault. The bastard had left him with that piece of shit purposely knowing he'd take it because he needed it. He now knew for sure he would control his self. He didn't need Cherry. It was a drug; filth. He was better than it.
He could survive without it.
However, Seto couldn't get it off his mind. Cherry was haunting him and he wanted her bad; it was more than ever. He found himself unconsciously stroking himself through the black slacks thinking about the night before activities. He hated that it might come down to him having to speak to the blond which, of course, was the last thing he wanted to do, but he needed to relax again.
He came home late, lack of concentration keeping him later, and did his usual. His life was so planned routine, and he was sick of it.
Why did he have to be this way? Why couldn't he go out like others and be a normal teenager? His need to stay in the business and his brother kept him at the office from night to night; not his want. So many kids would love to be in his position. To not have any parents to boss you around and to be free to come and go as you please. So why didn't he like it?
Seto didn't exactly know how. How would he behave if he actually had the chance to go to a club or something? Would he be doing something right? Would he know the right way to dance? Of course he had went to business dinners and things like that, but those were formal and expected of him. Seto wanted to come out his shell and shock himself. He felt deprived and needed a break from the usual.
When he got to school, Joey wasn't there early, but later that day was at his locker sporting a slight cut over his eye.
"What happened this time?" Seto asked walking over and Joey shrugged his shoulders.
"Fight. What's up? What do you want?"
Seto bit his lip thinking should he really ask Joey what he wanted to ask him. The sound of Joey's locker slammed shut and he turned to look at Seto wondering what was going on. The brunet still hadn't said anything.
"Kaiba, are you okay?"
Seto's eyes met with dull amber ones and he cleared his throat, but he didn't have to speak. Joey could see it in all in the blue eyes and it made him smile.
"You popped it didn't you?" He smirked. "Even I knew you couldn't resist."
Kaiba looked away.
"Hey...?" Joey said grabbing the other's chin and turning Seto to face him. Seto jerked away feeling uncomfortable. "Sorry...how'd she feel?"
"I don't believe I need to tell you Wheeler." Seto focused on Joey who was a little shorter than himself. "You already know."
"Mmm...I do, but that doesn't explain why you're standing in front of me having a conversation with me. You gonna tell me what you want or do I have to force it out of you?"
Seto should have just turned around and forgot that he ever decided to do this; it was going the way he thought it would. He had done countless of presentations in front of important people and yet now, as he stood in front of Joey, he couldn't get his words together. Was it because of what he was asking for? Was it because of what he wanted?
"Time is ticking Seto and I have people to do."
"You're sick."
"I'm a guy. I have needs..." He gestured to Seto. "...as I suppose you do also. Did you finally get off?" He laughed.
"Fuck you Wheeler! I don't even know why..." He trailed off not able to finish his sentence and made his way down the hall.
"Hey Kaiba?!" Joey called stilling Seto's movement. "If you want some more of her, you'll have to pay."
Seto turned to him watching as Joey made his way towards him.
"Unfortunately I don't have any on me." Joey said stopping in front of him. "If I was caught I'd be going to jail."
"That didn't stop you the other night."
"I was under the influence."
"You told me you hadn't did any drugs that night."
"I lied. I admit, its not one of my most endearing qualities."
"And to all people. Why should I trust you?"
"Because inside somewhere deep, you actually like me Kaiba."
"You wish. I can hardly tolerate you. Don't flatter yourself."
"I can't help it. In some sick kind of a way I'm hoping it was me you were jerking off to the other night. You'd ask me and I'd give it to you Kaiba. I like you."
"You like me?" Seto arched an elegant eyebrow.
"Yeah, I do." Joey smiled with suavity. "Your so different, yet you're just like me. Its...I don't know: captivating."
Silence.
Seto thought he would throw up from the sentiments.
"Anyway," Joey sighed. "You have my phone number. I’ll let you know the address and if you still want some, you can get it."
Seto gave a simple nod of his head in understanding.
"How much?"
"4050 for one, 8000 for three."
"4050 for one?!"
"Babe, I gotta make my business somehow. Besides, you're a billionaire. 4050 won't kill you."
"Yeah, but its one thing if it was actually on something legal."
"Look, either you want it or you don't. I can knock the price down more if you're willing to do something."
Seto's lip upturned in disgust. Who did Wheeler think he was talking to? Tristan?
"I didn't think so." Joey laughed. "I'll be seeing you later."
With that, Joey walked off. It took Seto a few minutes to realize what the hell just happened. Had he made a deal for drugs? Did he seriously contemplate the idea of making an illegal exchange? What was the world coming to when he, Seto Kaiba, would need a drug to keep him sane?
Is that was Cherry did to him? Made him seem sane? Eventually he felt that the constant repetition of work and school would drive him crazy and make him unstable to concentrate. Lack of sleep and food was detrimental to health and he was slowly heading down that path.
----
He had called Joey while he was at work and got the address saying he would be to the house after he got off. As he pulled up to the front of the apartment complex he was surprised to see just a normal neighborhood. By normal he meant that he was expecting drug addicts or prostitutes to litter the front of the entrance, but they were non existent. It was a nice area judging by what he saw: green grass, a little pond.
He walked up to the door and put in the security code onto the pin pad that Joey had given him and heard it buzz. He walked inside, went to the appropriate door, and knocked on it.
"Who is it?" He heard Joey's voice.
"Its me Wheeler, open the door."
Joey opened the door and Seto walked in looking around. Seto would have though otherwise based on the condition Joey walked into school. On the dark brown leather couch, sat a pale male with long white hair. He was currently making three thin white strips of what Seto knew was powder on a mirror. Joey shut the door behind him and smiled.
"Want anything?"
Seto pulled his eyes away from Bakura at the table.
"No."
"Okay. I’ll be right out. You can have a seat next to Bakura. Be careful, he bites."
Seto rolled his eyes as he sat next to the white haired male on the couch.
"Want a go?" Bakura asked and Seto shook his head.
"Not at all." Seto cleared his throat. This was awkward.
"Cherry's good isn't she? I've trained her well." Bakura turned grinning at Seto.
"You made it?"
"Hell yeah. Joey didn't give me my credit. Bastard..." He murmured with a slight laugh. "Yeah, I made it. I know my stuff."
"What's in it?"
"Natural herbs and shit. I like to keep it a secret. If I told you, I'd have to kill you." He gestured to the drugs on the table. "You sure you don't want a hit?"
"-Leave him alone. He has a body to keep." Joey said coming out from the back. "Money?" He said to Seto.
Seto glanced at Bakura before he stood up and walked over to Joey. He sighed before handing Joey an envelope.
"Pleasure doing business with you and I threw in some extra for the help you gave me and Tristan that night. He can act like an asshole and not say anything, but I appreciate it."
Seto took the bag from Joey.
"I told you stop fucking around with that fuck nut." Bakura said from the couch. "He's an idiot sometimes."
Seto was beginning to like Bakura.
"Wheeler, you're not going to tell anyone about this are you?"
"Why would I do that? That's a petty dick move. Besides, you'd ruin business for me. Get out of here and enjoy yourself."
As soon as Seto got into the house, he said his goodnight to Mokuba and took a quick shower. The anticipation of having the pill again was running through his body as he showered. He was thoroughly washed before jumping out of the shower and right into bed. He figured that his clothes would come off anyway so there would be no point in putting on his boxers.
Should he take it tonight? He was excited to take it, but did he need it? He sighed loudly. Maybe he could wait until it was necessary. He was hungry for it, bit he could wait until need be.
He closed his eyes hoping to drift asleep.
And he did just that.
Seto walked down stairs to breakfast with Mokuba doing the same thing as usual.
"Good morning." Seto yawned.
"Good morning." Mokuba looked up. "Whoa, Big brother, you look like shit."
"Mokuba, I am really not in the mood to discipline your foul mouth. Just watch it, please."
"Okay...even though I don't mean it."
"Mokuba, please?!"
Mokuba closed his mouth now realizing that maybe his brother a little more frustrated than usual. He nodded in compliance and went back to his reading.
Now Seto felt bad. He hadn't meant to talk to Mokuba that way. His brother didn't deserve it.
"Mokuba, I'm sorry."
"I know." Mokuba sighed. He stood up dropping his bowl into the sink and grabbed his comic book. "You should take the day off school, Seto. You're going to overwork yourself to death."
Mokuba walked out of the room, leaving Seto to himself. It didn't sound like a bad idea to get a little rest in. He stood up from his seat, with no coffee that morning and ascended the stairs to get some sleep as Mokuba suggested. Maybe he would be even more frustrated on top of frustrated. He took off his uniform and collapsed on top of the covers unceremoniously and fell back to sleep.
Unfortunately, he was awaken a few minutes later by the door bell. He opened his tired eyes and grabbed a pair of sweats to answer the door.
"Hey, I brought you your homework." Joey said on the opposite side of the door. Seto ran a hand down his tired face before yawning. "You don't look so good." Joey examined.
"I'm not. I was sleep and your existence bothered me."
"Did you take the pill? That's what you bought them for right?"
"Come inside."
Joey did and Seto shut the door behind him.
"Is it really after school or are you cutting school as well. I swear I just went to sleep."
"No, its after school. When you didn't show up, I was hoping everything was okay and you didn't do anything stupid."
"Such as...?"
"Overdose or some shit." Joey handed Seto the papers who tossed them onto a nearby table.
"Thanks. Now I can go back to sleep."
"Yeah." Joey said somewhat sadly. "See you tomorrow?"
"Yeah."
Joey made his way to the door with Seto following behind him to lock it. He opened the door before slamming it close again.
"What the hell are you doing?" Seto asked as Joey turned to him. Joey wrapped an arm quickly around his neck pulling him down for a kiss. A hard kiss which Seto pulled immediately out of. "What are you doing Wheeler?"
"You let me suck you off the other night, Seto. I know you want me. Stop fighting."
Seto didn't know what to say as he looked into Joey's eyes. Something there kept him still. He didn't know whether it was the pure allure that filled them or the fact that it was true: he wanted Joey.
He leaned down slowly capturing Joey's lips again in a much casual and tantalizing kiss. Arms wrapped around his waist pulling him closer to the warm body as Joey's back was now against the thick oak door. Seto's tongue teased the outside the other's mouth, dipping between moist lips when access was given to him. Joey moaned as his hand traveled into Seto's pants and began to stroke his member up and down.
Seto pulled his lips from Joey and descended them to his neck. Joey's fingers felt so good and Seto found himself pumping into the hand.
"Why is that...always the first place you go?" Seto asked.
"I love the feel of it; It’s perfect, " Joey laughed. "Though, I always thought you were compensating for something."
"You should get on your knees and apologize to it."
Seto said grabbing the head of blond tresses and guided Joey to his knees.
The sound of the doorbell alerted Seto from his sleep once more. Once more? He had been asleep the entire time?
The doorbell rang once again and Seto hopped from the bed still in his boxers. The first thing he grabbed were his sweats and slid them on. His heart was now racing. This had all played out in the dream he had just had earlier. He glanced briefly at his alarm clock on the bedside table and saw that it was four. School had been out for almost an hour.
He grabbed a shirt and slid it over his head as he went down the winding stairs to answer the door.
There was Joey on the other side like his dream.
"Hey."
Seto felt sick.
"Hey, you don't look-"
"I'm fine Wheeler."
"Okay. I just stopped to make sure that everything went okay since last night. I didn't want anything bad-"
"I said I'm fine! Would you just give me my homework and leave?"
"What?" Joey smiled. "How'd you know I was dropping off your homework? Did your brother tell you?"
"What are you talking about? I haven't seen my brother since this morning."
"Oh okay. Yeah, I saw him today at the park. Cute kid. You should let me babysit the kid sometime. He's too young to be playing with the chauffeur."
"You? Babysit my brother? I rather have lions do it."
"Okay, I get it. You can judge me by what I do, but not how I really am." He reached into his bag and handed some papers to Seto. "Test tomorrow in Chemistry. You better be there. I need someone to cheat from."
Seto could see the hurt in the other’s eyes. Why did he have to be such an asshole sometimes? It was clear that Joey wasn't doing anything vindictive. He just genuinely wanted to make sure he was okay, but it made Seto feel uncomfortable. He wasn't used to the nice gestures so he countered it with defense.
"I’ll see you later."
Seto watched Joey walk down the driveway and off the property. Quietly he shut the door and locked it.
Why had Joey been so calm? Any other time he was sure to receive backlash from the other, but today seemed different.
After catching up on the class work he missed and the office work that needed attending to, he went downstairs to have dinner with Mokuba. He figured it was the least he could do considering how he treated his little brother earlier that morning.
They sat in an awkward silence over dinner and it was clear to Seto that Mokuba didn't want to piss him off.
"How was school?" Seto said breaking the tension.
Mokuba shrugged. "Okay."
Seto cleared his throat.
"Joey told me that you saw him today."
"Yeah, he stopped by the park today and told me that he had some homework of yours since you decided to stay home. I told him you weren't doing too well, so I tried to get him not to visit you. I guess it didn't work."
"Its fine Mokuba. Its not everyday I actually get one person to visit me."
"I know. You usually don't like visitors."
"Occasionally." Seto laughed. "I am still human, not the “Mania Machine“."
"Its Maniacal Mayhem, Seto and he's only one of the best villains in the Captain Blasteroid series. You're such an old man."
"I resent that!"
"You see what I mean? I'm not even 13 yet. Can you speak a little something I would be able to understand without having to get a dictionary?"
Seto laughed at his little brother. He had to remember sometimes that Mokuba was his little brother. He was just so used to being around older people that he often forgot little ones existed.
After dinner wrapped up, both of them went to their respectful bedrooms and decided on some well needed rest. Seto grabbed the bag of pills before reaching inside and picking one out. He popped it into his mouth and swallowed.
He was glad that he was able to solve things with his brother, but he needed to talk to Joey. He grabbed his cell phone and found Joey's number calling him. He should have waited until after the effects of the pill, but he thought that he'd have just enough time to apologize and hang up.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Wheeler. I needed to tell you something that I don't usually do."
He heard Joey chuckle.
"Then why do it?"
"Because what I did earlier was wrong no matter how much of a dick I am. I'm sorry that I was..." He stopped began to feel a wave of heat over his body. He began to undo the first buttons on his shirt.
"Hey, are you still there?" Joey said from the other line.
"Yeah, I am." Seto cleared his throat. "Uh...I was saying that..."
Seto was started to get light headed as he tried to concentrate on what he wanted to say to Joey. Why did this have to happen now? Was the pill working twice as fast than before?
"I have to g-"
"You hang up now and you'll never get off. You'll be constantly thinking about how embarrassed you were to have been on the phone when the pill started to work."
Seto froze.
"How'd you know?"
"I made it, Seto and I know your type."
Seto could hear Joey on the opposite line lick his lips.
"You should lay back for me."
Seto laughed.
"Who the fuck are you?"
"Someone who wishes they were there so that they could gag you! Anyone ever tell you, you talk too much?"
"I'm in business; Its in my nature."
Seto's mind began to become foggy and he had no choice, but to lay down and close his eyes against the haziness, but why was he still on the phone with Joey? Yeah, it would be a little embarrassing to have the person on the other end of the phone, know you have a hard-on, but Seto liked the sound of Joey's voice on the other end. He didn't associate with many younger people to exchange phone numbers and have a happy conversation with; Joey was the first. He gave an involuntary moan as his erection began to press together against the front of his pants.
"You should touch yourself for me."
Joey's voice was husky and full of sex. Seto knew Joey had to have some balls to even suggest such a thing. Seto could hang up at anytime, leaving the other embarrassed for such a wild proposal.
Nevertheless, Seto didn't. The fact that this wasn't a dream and Joey was on the opposite end of the phone made Seto harder.
"I don't hear anything. I know you're probably as hard as rock thinking about it. You pleasure yourself a bit, you won't have that problem."
"Wheeler this is-"
Joey shushed him and Seto could hear the other's breathing getting heavier. Was Joey on the other end playing with himself too? Seto's heart began to beat and he didn't know whether it from the drug or the intense arousal. He undid his pants, sliding his hand down the front of his stomach and beneath his black slacks. He rubbed himself through his boxers, releasing a sigh from the touch.
"Gods, I would love to be there right now."
He dare not say he wished the same of Joey as well. It would have been better Joey's hand than his own.
"I would love to see you so submissive to my hand. You should see it Seto. See me with my hand down your pants, lightly teasing you..."
Seto pushed his pants down to pull himself from his boxers. The air that hit the leaking tip, which sent a new wave of bliss through his body and he hissed as he took the length between his slender fingers.
"Can you see me tasting you? Sliding slowly down your body tasting the sweat that's beading over you? My tongue moving ever so slowly down your body..."
"Gods, this isn't real..." Seto whispered to himself, stroking his length faster.
"This is real Seto. I want you. I want everything you have to give."
Seto brain was in overload as his hand moved faster and faster. The mix of the drug and Joey's filthy talk was throwing him for a loop.
"Fuck Joey."
"You should sometime." Joey chuckled. "But let me not be selfish, though the idea of you inside of me is about to make me shoot."
Where did Joey learn to talk like this? He had a way with words in the bed. It would almost make him seem dominant, but saying he wanted to be fuck changed Seto's perception and he imagine everything: Joey bent over, ass in the air rubbing against Seto, wanting him. He would rubbed his aching tip against Joey's outer ring before sliding deep into the other. They would start out slow, but the drive would be crucial and his thrusts would increase making him breathe faster and began slamming into the body below like his life depended on it. Not being able to take it anymore, he would come hard, alarming Joey to do the same.
"Fuck!"
Seto jumped out of his trance from Joey's exclaim and looked down at his hand.
"I came all over the place, Seto."
Did this just happen? Everything seemed so sudden. One minute him and Joey never talked to each other and the next, he was jerking off to the other's voice.
So many emotions at one time. Too many emotions at one time: confusion, embarrassment, shame, completion, lust; the list could go on.
Without any warning to Joey, he hung the phone up and tossed it across the bed. He grabbed his wash rag from inside the drawer and wiped his hand clean.
How would he face Joey tomorrow at school?