Wow, it's been a while since I've written a fan fic. Ever since the whole college thing got really spinning, I sort of lost track of my writing. But anyway, I read a lot of shonen ai and yaoi on fan fiction, but I've never actually written one…till now. Thought I'd give it a try. Also, I've never written a fanfic rated over T before…O/O

Kisa: Don't worry, that's why you've got me here (pats my back.)

Me: Kisa's the fan fic writing part of my brain, kind of an alter ego I guess. She's mostly beent he one wanting to write the m rated stuff and the lemons.

Kisa: Oh come on, you don't complain when you read them do you?

Me: O/./O

Kisa: If we're done making the readers think your mentally unstable and talk to yourself, shall we get the fic started?

Me: yup. Please enjoy the first chapter of "On a short Leash." This fic will contain smut of a sort and people under 18 should not read it.

Kisa: Never stopped you..

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh or any of it's characters.

Seto Kaiba was a patient man. Well, in some cases anyway. When it came to people who constantly prattled about a supposed "heart of the cards", which he found an unnerving prospect as he owned a company specializing in said cards, he found it increasingly harder to bite a snide comment or two back.

However, when it came to long winded schemes, such as his holographic world for dueling, he was very patient (even if he yelled at an employee or two simply to watch them nearly piss their pants at the approach of his glare.) He would wait, quietly working the time away by developing yet another scheme to dive into once the present one was finished.

There was one plan, however that had been going on for some time now. A very special scheme to Kaiba's seemingly ice cold heart.

Kaiba was in love. With someone who hated every ounce of blood giving him life.

Of course, he would never stoop so low as to admit that he was in loved, or even use that wording. It was beneath him. He also would never be so crass as to say that he desperately wanted to "Get in their pants" He could save such blunt sayings to the subject of his slightly twisted affection.

The blonde boy, Joey, who he affectionately (considering it's Kaiba) referred to as 'Mutt', 'dog', 'mongrel', 'stray', 'fleabag', and on special occasions 'Pup.'

These names where not met with loving reciprocation. In fact, they were usually met with some downright nasty but called for names of Joey's own creation such as 'Moneybags' 'Pasty faced bastard' 'shit-face' or the ever popular 'goddamn prick..'

There were very few people who would dare to talk to Seto Kaiba like this. And though he'd treat the insults with the expected huff or cold shoulder, Kaiba allowed it to happen more the once with only one person, an that was hi pup Joey.

After all, a wise man once said the best person to be with is the one who isn't afraid to tell you 'you're being an ass.'

So Kaiba was waiting patiently, continuing this little game of cunning cat and dodging dog until he could be sure he could make his move. He wanted Joey, but he would not resort to rape. He wanted Joey to want him back. He wanted to beckon Joey closer and closer until he could capture his puppy body and soul. It was a long tedious process, but Kaiba could wait. All good things came to those who wait.

"Mr. Kaiba sir.." Kaiba was interrupted from his thoughts, as the limo driver's raspy voice sounded through the radio speakers. A tinted glass screen kept him from being seen on all angles, this included form the driver himself, Seto liked his privacy. Which would prove to be a very good asset before too long…

"What is it?" Kaiba responded coldly,

"Forgive me sir, but is that not one of your class mates?"

Kaiba looked outside. Even without the tinted windows, it didn't take a lot of realize that it was horrible weather outside. The rain pelted down from the heavens so hard, that it bounced back from the pavement and car roof like bullets rebounding from steel. Kaiba couldn't imagine anyone willingly enduring such weather when it was clearly smarter to stay indoors.

Apparently, a certain mutt wasn't perceptive enough for this.

It was indeed Joey Wheeler, walking around, blue uniform drenched beyond comprehension and blonde hair darkened and hanging like a dead animal around Joey's face. A gust of wind blew past him, and Kaiba could practically see the Goosebumps raising on the younger boys skin. At this rate, his puppy was going to catch a cold. And Kaiba would be having none of that, no matter what the cost was to his reputation.

"Pull over." He said curtly through his transceiver, and the driver did so without questioning it. With a boss like Kaiba, it was the best thing for one's own survival.

Joey paused, standing in the wind and freezing rain like it was nothing and raising a curious blonde eyebrow at the white limo pulling up next to him. Was there a mobster in domino he wasn't aware of? Did his dad somehow piss them off, and they were coming after him now?

The window slid down to reveal non other than his rival (in his own mind) Seto Kaiba. Joey's eyes would have popped out of his sockets if his dislike for the boy didn't have them narrowing in a glare matching the brunette's own.

"What d'you want Moneybags?" Joey asked, hands shoved in his pocket in an effort to warm them up.

Kaiba smirked, and Joey felt his temper quickly rising, along with his blood pressure,

"Well, if it isn't Wheeler, the drowned dog. What's the matter? Did your water get cut off in your hovel and you thought you'd take a shower in the nearest thunderstorm?"

Joey grit his teeth, and Kaiba felt a pang of guilt. He didn't necessarily LIKE insulting his beloved puppy, but he also got a major turn on from his feisty personality, especially when he was yelling in anger back at him.

"Fuck you Kaiba, ya stupid prick. What do you care anyway?" Joey spat back, fists clenched at his sides now and dangerously close to a hissy fit.

'More than you can ever know' Kaiba thought for a moment before he made his remark,

"Is that anyway to talk to someone offering you a ride?"

Joey blinked adorably, his anger deflating somewhat, "huh?"

Kaiba opened the door, his gaze on the outside still cold and uncaring, but on the inside boiling with excitement. He could finally do something help his puppy.

"Get in the car Wheeler. You look pathetic."

The anger easily returned after his moment of confusion, and Joey turned on his heel with a scoff, "Yeah right! Like I'd ever get in a car wit you. You'd probably drag me off to some ware house and cut out my liver cause that's just what an ass like you would do!"

Had Kaiba been the normal anime character, he would have sweat dropped. Did Joey think he was some sort of gangster or something?

Joey started walking away, and the car rolled after him, much to his annoyance. Kaiba held the door open even though it was gliding dangerously over the curb,

"You don't seem to understand wheeler. I'm not giving you a choice. We're in the beginnings of a hurricane here moron."

The rain and wind were cold, and Joey could feel it to the bone. He repressed a shiver though with bravery and found the energy to snap back once again at the brunette,

"I don't need yer 'charity' or whatever you call it. I'm perfectly peachy out here. Quit refreshing actually." His fingers were numb.

Kaiba sighed, exasperated with how stubborn his puppy could be. He finally resigned himself that the only way this would be resolved was with a firm hand.

Joey kept his eyes glued to the red cobblestone sidewalk, but startled when he felt something grab the back of his collar and yank, making his feet give way from under him.

"Gah, wha-?"

Next thing Joey knew, he was deposited on the floor of Kaiba's white limo, the door slamming shortly after his feet made it through and the car pulling away from the curb and into the street once again.

"What the fuck Kaiba!" Joey bellowed, making Kaiba infuriatingly put a pinky to his ear to imply he was going deaf, "You can't just go draggin people in yer car against their will dammit! I got rights!"

Kaiba crossed his legs and looked down at Joey superiorly, "I can if it's for their own good, Wheeler. Or would you rather get pneumonia?"

Joey growled in a rather canine like way, which made Kaiba smirk,

"To be honest, I'm not sure which is worse, pneumonia, or being trapped in a car with you!"

Kaiba looked out the window. Of course Joey was angry, he had expected him to be.

"Sit down and put your seatbelt on mutt, don't make me get the newspaper out." Kaiba smirked as Joey snarled again. Although the blonde did sit as far on the other side of the limo as he could, taking the opposite side facing Kaiba and the opposite window Kaiba was at. However, Kaiba's long legs were still dangerously close to brushing Joey's feet if he allowed them to stretch far enough. Which Kaiba did, much to Joey's chagrin.

They sat in silence for a few blessed minutes, in which time Kaiba took the liberty of letting his eyes roam over the stray he had picked up. His blonde hair was dripping all over the carpeting, and his clothes clung to each and every muscle. He could tell from the Goosebumps that poor Joey was cold, and knew his teeth were probably chattering but him being the stubborn ass he was wouldn't show it in front of Kaiba. His honey brown eyes glared out of the window, but that was when Kaiba noticed it. A slightly reddening purplish tinge the to the skin around Joey's left eye. It was swelling and made Joey's eye appear as if it where half closed. It looked angry and painful. Kaiba had to resist the urge to reach out and touch it, to offer some sort of comfort or soothing.

Instead, all he could do was aks offhandedly, "Were you in another fight mutt?"

Joey looked startled for a moment and looked at Kaiba confused. Kaiba gestured towards his eye and Joey reached up to feel the wound tenderly, as if he had completely forgotten about it.

"Oh-that-er…"

Kaiba raised an eyebrow. Normally Joey would have no qualms about admitting he was in another fight, because he usually felt he was doing the right thing by defending his friends, or some poor sap who was stupid enough to get tangled with the wrong people. Some would call it righteous or brave, Kaiba just called it stupid. But if Joey was purposefully dodging an answer, it obviously was not normal circumstances.

"I fell."

Kaiba regarded him with a look that said 'Are you freakin kidding me?'

"You fell."

"Yup." Joey nodded as if to confirm it for himself, "down the stairs. Right on my face. That's what happened."

Kaiba snorted, "You're a terrible liar pup. I hope you realize that."

Joey's lips curved downward in nothing that could be otherwise described as a pout.

"Well if you've got a problem with it, then let me out of here!"

The blonde gave the door handle an experimental jiggle. He felt a vein in his temple pulse when he found it was locked by none other than the Kaiba across form him.

"You really think I'd let you jump out of my car at 40 miles an hour? I'd be sued by the people who took pity on your stupid corpse, and I don't need any negative media attention."

"Oh how noble of you." Joey glared at scathingly, and Kaiba smirked in pleasure. He loved it when his puppy was feisty.

Before Joey could demand otherwise of his release, Kaiba leaned back in his seat and toyed with the transceiver, "What's your address, we'll drop you off."

Joey's eyes froze half in fear, half in hesitation. Kaiba didn't like that look on the puppy at all.

"I…Kaiba look I er.."

Kaiba rose an eyebrow as Joey fidgeted under his searching gaze,

"I'm not going home okay? Just drop me off at the arcade or something."

Kaiba stared at him for a moment, then folded his arms, "Your soaked to the bone, and you want me to drop you off somewhere where you can neither warm yourself or change into dry clothes." He looked at the other boy incredulously, "I brought you in here so you could avoid pneumonia mutt, why on earth would I cause myself the trouble of this whole ride if I would just give up like that."

"I'm fine, I'm totally fine now," Joey snarled in defiance, "I ain't telling you my address, so that's the only option you have."

Joey froze again at the look on Kaiba's face. It was that scary smirk that he got when he thought he was finally going to beat Yugi in a duel.

"Not so Mutt…" Kaiba said crossing his arms triumphantly, "You want to play this game with me? Fine. I'll have to take you to my house then. You'll be at Marie's mercy then."

Joey stared bewildered at the rich boy. Who the heck was Marie, and why the fuck was Kaiba so keen on kidnapping him all of a sudden?

That was a long first chapter, but I'm happy with how it came out.

Kisa: No smut yet, but we'll get there. The fluffyness is enough for me for right now.

Joey: for the love of god, read and review so Meg can write the next chapter and Kaiba will stop looking at me like that!

Kaiba: ( Smirking evilly at Joey..)