The CEO, The Priest and The Helpless Puppy

Egypt

As soon as Joey opened his eyes, he found himself lying down on the sand.

A whole lot of sand.

Sitting up, Joey found himself in the middle of the desert, his memory slowly returning. He remembered giving Kaiba's special whatever machine a kick, knocking Tristan's drink onto the said machine, and being sucked into it.

"Great, and now I'm in da middle of nowhere!" He shouted, standing up and dusting himself off, grumbling about how badly he'll be cursing at Kaiba for getting him in this mess.

Without knowing where to go, Joey started walking forward, placing one foot in front of the other and grunting as it slowly sunk into the deep and hot sand. His body burned and he began to sweat with the sun beaming down at him.

"Man, It's like a damn oven here." He mumbled, slowly peeling off bits and pieces of his clothing. Without much thought, he threw them onto the ground, not caring about the old rags he had the audacity to call clothes.

'They were old anyway.' He thought, throwing his black vest onto the sandy ground. Once he was in nothing but a white muscle shirt and blue boxers, he began to make his way towards the sands, barefoot.

The shoes were old, not really that important anyway, just hand-me-downs. He's lived without them once, he could live without them again.

He walked and walked on for what felt like miles in the blazing heat, huffing and panting as his feet burned with each step he took, feeling as though his skin melted upon contact. He could feel himself slipping in and out of consciousness, almost passing out from dehydration. That is, until God decided to bless him with the beautiful sight of an oasis.

"Oh please, don't let this be a mirage!" Joey begged, running with the little energy he had left in his sweaty body. Once he made it, he was happy to find that no, it was not a mirage. Getting down onto his knees, ignoring the pain of the hot sands on his knees, Joey dunked his head into the cool liquid, gulping down as much as he could as if he would never be able to drink the beautiful clear fluids again. Smiling, he popped his head out of the water and shouted his thanks at the sky.

"Baaaaaaa"

Baaaa.

That was what he'd heard in response to his thanks. Blinking in confusion, Joey turned his head slowly to the right and saw a sheep staring at him. Blinking again, he tilted his head to the side; the sheep copying his move, as the two just stood there, staring at one other. He chuckled and patted the sheep's head softly, laughing when the animal just licked him and had tried to eat his shirt.

"Hey!" He shouted, chuckling a little. "Don't eat my shirt! It's da only thing I have t' wear!"

He soon heard someone shout loudly at the skies, calling out in a strange language just a few feet away from him. Looking up, he spotted a girl who looked no more than twelve. She stared at Joey, then at the sheep, which was making its way slowly towards her.

"Uh, hi!" Joey started, greeting the girl with a soft smile as he stood, dusting himself off. She just stared at him in confusion and curiosity. Slowly and with caution, the blond made his way towards the girl. "Hey, I need help... Do ya know where I am?" He asked her, tilting his head to the side.

Blinking, the girl raised a brow in confusion, before saying something in a language he couldn't really understand.

"Huh?" He responded she stared at him again, before quickly turning and running off into the direction in which she came from.

"Oi! Wait!" He called out, but to no avail, for the girl was already long gone and out of his sight. Sighing, Joey plopped himself down and waited, hoping that the young girl would come back with help. Feeling tired by his long trip and everything else that has happened up until this point, he sighed again and made himself comfortable near the cooling water. With a warm breeze and the soft sound of the oasis' water moving about softly, Joey slowly allowed himself to drift off to sleep.