Jonouchi Rescue af

Part 2

He took his chance, doing something that was probably more instinct than thought through. He ran at the woman, sprinting on his feet as fast as he could. She gave a look of surprise as he darted towards her, grabbing her wrists and beginning to try and wrestle the knife from her grip. Jonouchi looked utterly bewildered and shocked, blinking at Kaiba's effort.

"Hey! Stop that!" Kale barked as he turned with his hand pinned back on Jonouchi who kicked and squirmed. Kaiba wound himself around the woman, the knife at her throat an an arm around her other. She still held the blades handle, though Kaiba had a firm hold on her own hand to keep her from lashing out.

"I'd let him go before you regret it." Kaiba snarled between clenched teeth, giving all his efforts to suppress the surprisingly strong woman's struggles. The mans face flickered between annoyance and fear, Jonouchi glancing over the mans heavy build with worry towards Kaiba and the girl. The man stopped and snarled, lifting his hand from Jonouchi's chest. Just as he began to fall to his feet he grabbed him up once more, this time by the neck. He pushed him up further on the wall, pushing him against it hard.

Choking and stifled gasps overthrew Jonouchi's feet struggling and hitting the wall, squirming madly for breath. Kaiba felt his stomach lurch, watching as Jonouchi clawed and pushed the mans arm with his hands feebly. Kaiba was quick to toss the woman aside, running towards the man as she stumbled and fell. He gave him a good fist to the back of his skull, the man hunching and hissing out in pain. He let Jonouchi go and turned to face Kaiba, the two first fighting for a moment before cursing and seething split them apart.

"Kale! just fuck off with it! Fuck, lets go!" the woman hissed. She had her own knife embedded into her shoulder, the shock quickly passing and pain washing over her and making her growl and crumple. Kale backed away from Kaiba, looking to the woman in shock. He turned to face him once more, giving him a sneer.

"This isn't over you twig prick!" He growled, stumbling away quickly to go to the woman who stood herself up and pushed deeper down the alleyway and out the back. Kaiba stood panting, a bruise on his color bone but thankfully most had hit his torso and weren't too strong. He turned his attention down to Jonouchi. He was heaving weakly and was crumpled on the ground, eyes glazed as he looked more exhausted than in brutal pain.

Kaiba opened his mouth to speak, but then abruptly shut it. Jonouchi looked so small and weak, his chest heaving and shoulders quivering in the cool air. Memories of his weakness in his childhood bit at the back of his mind, but he pushed them back and bent down quietly beside Jonouchi. He was starting to get a hold of himself, his breath smoothing out and his teeth pulled shut. Hesitantly, Kaiba pulled the windbreaker from his own shoulders, fishing out his phone and keys and slipping them into the back pocket of his jeans before sliding the coat over Jonouchi's shoulders. The blond tensed for a moment, his eyes shouting open in bewilderment. Seto paused as Jonouchi slowly loosened, waiting for a sharp remark or a laugh that never came. He continued on, pulling the coat around Jonouchi before grasping his arms carefully. He pulled him up to a sit, his head dropping slightly forward. Jonouchi brought a shaky hand to his neck, running his fingers over the reddened skin with a small cringe.

"T-thanks for the h-help, pal." He croaked with a chuckle that faded into a small bought of coughs. Kaiba stepped back as Jonouchi pushed himself up shakily, staggering with a hand on the wall and one of his head. "Guess I owe y-you know, huh?"

"I was just at the right place at the wrong time." Kaiba replied gruffly, Jonouchi following with a few more weak coughs. kaiba sighed inwardly. He knew letting him walk home alone would be stupid, he looked like a light breeze could take him off his feet and would probably not remember the way in the half conscious state he was in. Not to mention it would be like yelling for the goons to come back and try and rob him again. As much as the dumb Brooklyn blond pissed him off, he wasn't a complete asshole.

"Come on. You're not going alone." Kaiba muttered as he turned. He took hold of Jonouchi's sleeve, steering him out of the alleyway. The street was almost completely desolate, he knew he was probably pretty late getting home now. As if on cue, he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket as Jonouchi stumbled on after him, keeping pace with a bit of effort.

Mokuba: Big brother??

Mokuba: Where are you? Its almost 9!

Mokuba: you told me you weren't working late tonight : (

Kaiba stared at the screen, feeling guilt for leaving his brother alone and sort of breaking his promise. He tabbed a message into his phone with his thumb before slipping the phone back into his pocket. Jonouchi stumbled and almost fell behind him, instinctively Seto slowed his pace. He stepped in closer and let Jonouchi lean on his shoulder, instantly tensing as he remembered that this was not his brother or a child he was walking home. Jonouchi seemed to feel the same confusion, the two sharing a moment of awkward confusion before Kaiba pushed them on more briskly.

"Kaiba-"

"You will go home alone if you say a word." Kaiba snapped quickly, cursing himself for the waver in his tone. Jonouchi shrugged, trudging on quietly and accepting the shoulder to lean on. Kaiba pulled out his phone and stuck his nose in it to seem busy as they walked, wanting to find any excuse to not make conversation.His face felt hot an he knew he was blushing, cursing and beating himself up inside for this dumb predicament. He knew if Jonouchi told anyone he wouldn't hear the end of it.

As they slowly walked on, Kaiba felt Jonouchi's fingers graze his own a few times, the boy leaning heavily on his shoulder and looking about ready to fall asleep where he stood. His eye had gotten puffy and he guessed that Jonouchi would be pretty lucky if his cheek bone wasn't cracked. As they approached his house, now in a dimly lit neighbor hood that just branched off from the town, he let his phone slide away once more while he guided the half asleep Joey up to his doorstep. His home was big enough, two stories and persistently clean. He lived alone with his younger brother for a while now and didn't mind it at all. The glaring light coming from the front window confirmed his fears, knowing that Mokuba was still awake and waiting for him. He took out his keys, unlocking the door and quietly stepping the both of them inside.