A/N: I'm feeling the puppyshipping vibes... Are you?

Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh is the sole property of Kazuki Takahashi.

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Hating You

"Fuck you." Tan fists clenched tight in seething anger.

"Back atcha." A calm, collected brunet walking passed the beyond-pissed blond.

It was the natural order of things. Kaiba waved him off and started down the sidewalk. His walk was that of an elite; long, important strides and carefully placed footsteps. Joey Wheeler would have none of it. He ran at the boy in the long white coat, fully intending to knock him to the ground. If only to make him scrape his "oh-so-perfect" skin.

Seto Kaiba turned at the quick patter on the concrete. He leaned into the charging body at the last moment and grabbed the blond, turning him around in his grasp and nearly knocking him off his feet. Earning a surprised gasp and an instant attempt to wriggle out of his hold, Kaiba held Joey close, crossing the boy's arms over his chest so he couldn't flail. Joey twisted violently. "Let me fucking go!" With a swing of his leg, he attempted to kick the taller boy, but failed as the CEO shifted his own leg, pinning Joey's behind it.

In an even further immobile position, Joey growled. "Fuck you!"

Kaiba chuckled quietly. "You already said that."

"Seriously! Fuck. You."

"You really ought to come up with better insults, Mutt."

The blond in question was breathing heavily, his nostrils flaring.

"You'll pass out if you keep doing that," offered Kaiba, tightening his grip and causing the blond to whimper in pain as his knee turned a bit too far in the wrong direction. The CEO placed his chin on Joey's shoulder and turned his lips to the blond's ear. "I hate you," he whispered coldly with a smirk, lips brushing the tan skin.

Joey stiffened. "Gotta funny way'a showin' it."

Kaiba rolled his eyes and lowered his hands to the blond's waist, throwing him foward. The leg that trapped Joey's forced him to trip and tumble to the ground.

"I don't need this. Just... go away, Wheeler."

Joey huffed, then scrambled to his knees and lunged at Kaiba as he turned to leave, pulling him to the ground as well.

The brunet hit the cold grey cement, his head colliding brutally and he winced, then grabbed at the place the impact caused the most pain to. Joey didn't let up, crawling over the CEO and straddling him, about to punch the boy's pretty face in.

Kaiba groaned. "That... really fucking hurt..."

Joey blinked and looked down at him with an incredulous expression. He lowered his raised fist and frowned. "You okay?" he asked, unsure what came over him in order to ask such a ridiculous question. The blond unmounted Kaiba, but the brunet gracefully shifted forward, squatted and stood.

"Now I am. Just needed you off of me."

Snarling, Joey stood as well and with speed even he didn't know he possessed, grabbed Kaiba's wrists and brought him forward.

The boy in the white coat made a tsking noise, but did not move, intrigued by what the blond planned to do.

To his chagrin, Joey flicked his tongue over the brunet's earlobe and whispered softly, "I hate you, too."

It took the CEO a few moments before he realised he'd been released, but by then the blond was already walking away, satisfied enough by Seto Kaiba's blush.