Author: Fire Kitten

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Seto Kaiba is kidnapped and it's up to Yugi and his friends to find him. But what happened when one of their own is captured as well?

Warnings: Yaoi (male/male relationship), kidnapping, slight swearing, slight bloodshed

Pairings: Seto/Joey, possible Tristan/Duke

Thank you for visiting my fanfic. This is my first Yu-Gi-Oh fanfic but I'm rather proud of it. It's my first inspired fanfic. Now I used their English names since I hadn't know how to spell Jounouchi when I started until I got about 20 pages into the fic but now I wish I hadn't because I can't stop writing their Japanese ones!

For anyone who doesn't know:

Joey Wheeler is Jounouchi Katusya

Tristan is Honda

Tea is Anzu

Ryou is Bakura

Duke is Otogi

Serenity is Shizuka

Seto, Mokuba, Mai, Yami and Yugi are all the same. As for Bakura's yami? He won't be appearing in this fic. Sorry Bakura lovers although he shall get mentioned! Neither will Marik, Isis, or Shadi. Hey we have Seto and that counts for something, right? Now read to your Yaoi-loving content!


"Mutt!"

A soft groan passed his lips as he shifted. What did Kaiba want? Didn't he see that this 'mutt' was trying to sleep? Shut up Mr. No Manners! He shut his eyes tighter. He really didn't want to argue right now.

"Wheeler, get up!"

Was that concern he heard? Kaiba was concerned, for him? This he had to see even if it was just his ears playing tricks on him. Why didn't he want to get up anyways?

Joey's eyes fluttered, and then opened slowly. Light invaded his eyesight and he flinched, closing them quickly, groaning again, his head pounding heavily as if a hammer was being continuously smashed into it. Oh yeah, that was why.

He pressed his cheek against the cold stone floor. He hadn't realized it before, but his whole body was curled up and he was shivering violently. Why was it so cold? Was he outside? He felt something cool press against his heated and wet skin and a soft curse was heard.

"Mutt, you've got to get up!" Kaiba's voice urged.

It's so cold though… Can't he just stay here and keep whatever warmth he had? He felt cold and overly warm at the same time if that was even possible. His stomach was twisting in Celtic knots and his hard shivers where just making him feel worse. A horrible taste was in his mouth and he just knew he was going to throw up if he even dared to move.

"Mutt?"

I'm moving! He thought grumpily to himself. He stretched out his aching, stiff legs, his protesting body quickly freezing over. Whatever warmth he had once had was gone. He rolled on his stomach, coughing a little feeling his stomach jolt violently. He took a deep breath, but that didn't take away his nausea. He didn't want to get up anymore. He really, really didn't. His hands scraped at the ground, but if Kaiba wanted him to… well then he'd show this bastard he wasn't weak!

He got as far as a girl push-up position, his body shivering furiously. "Don't feel good." Was all that passed from his lips then he retched, throwing up the contents of his stomach. He couldn't believe he had to do this in front of Kaiba. He faintly heard a grunt of disgust, but he didn't care. He felt a tear fall from his watery eyes and his arms shook, no longer able to hold himself up. He passed out before he hit the ground, unaware of the strong arms that suddenly wrapped around his chest, holding him up securely.


'Don't feel good' wasn't a very sufficient warning. Seto frowned, feeling generous enough to save the blonde from falling into his own mess, and laid him down on dry and cleaner ground, although nothing really seemed sanitary in this place. He shook his head, feeling the blonde's forehead once more, much like he would with Mokuba when the boy got sick. It was confirmed like it was the last time he looked. The blonde had a fever and it would only get worse if he stayed here.

And in those wet clothes…crap. Seto bit his lip knowing what he had to do, but he sure as hell didn't want to! He didn't do anything to make the Gods hate him right? Why were they punishing him in such a way?

But he did it. He started top pull off the blonde's shoes and socks, a blush beginning to form on his face no matter how he tried to force it off. Why was he the one who had to do this? In fact why should he even care? Only one reason: he wasn't that heartless. Sure he basically hated everyone around him but if he had a chance to save someone, he would because it was what any normal human would do.

"Wheeler, you're going to pay for this!" He hissed and started to pull off the jacket and shirt. It was a hard task, not only was he having to pull them off of an unconisous teenager, but they were wet and resisting to his furious tugs. Eventually though they relented and the CEO took in the half naked form, his eyes unconsciously traveling to the boys pants. His face reddened heavily, enough that he felt almost sick himself and swallowed, his hands shaking as he began to unbutton then unzip and he shut his eyes as he tugged them off, praying the blonde didn't like commando. He didn't, thankfully. A small sigh of relief. Wheeler was going to owe him a lot after this one. The brunette decided to leave the blonde at least somewhat decent, leaving the underwear on, that Seto realized were red and looked away once more, berating himself for even looking. That took care of one thing. He still wouldn't get warm that way.

Kaiba frowned, taking off his white trench coat and quickly covered Joey with it, glad that he didn't have to watch him like that anymore. He watched curiously as the blonde curled up once more, snuggling into it, still shivering but gradually dieing down to small shakes.

As he watched, the brunette mused on how he had ended up in this situation. Just another idiot who blamed him on something his step-father had done.

He shut his eyes, remembering the man who burst into his room unannounced and interrupting his work. This man was disgustingly fat. His cheeks were puffed out, his eyes close together and looked almost cross-eyed. The nose was huge, Seto guessing it had been broken once before and those fat lips grinned at him crazily. The hair was wiry and greasy; Seto could barely call it hair. Both arms and legs were fat as tree trunks, but it also guaranteed a strong opponent if a fight were to start.

Seto only half listened as the man ran into his speech about how his step-father had done this and his step-father had done that. He barely caught that his name was Jonas. The teenager had heard it all too often, but this man wasn't stupid. He got past the security and the man gloated on how all the security cameras were off. Seto was just hoping Mokuba was somewhere safe as he denied everything the man said and stood. The man didn't listen, and personally that had ticked Seto off and he started telling him to get lost. That's when he heard Mokuba on the outside, worried. Damn luck.

When he threatened his little brother though, that was going too far. Seto had walked around his desk walking towards him with an angry scowl, but that had been just what the fat man had wanted. He had been lunged on, his body smashed against the ground painfully and a cloth dipped with Chloroform pressed against his mouth. It wasn't enough to make him pass out right then, but it was enough to make him numb, paralyzed. He could do nothing when the man opened the door, hiding behind it and Mokuba rushing in, fearful for his brother, and was knocked over the head with one of the man's meaty fists. Seto gave out a weak noise of anger, but he could feel the emotion ripping through him with more power. His eyes had begun to see red at that anger then he fell into unconsciousness.

Luckily, his brother hadn't been taken as well but Mokuba didn't know he was alive! His brother must be so worried…

I'll get out of here Mokuba. I have so many promises I made to you that I have to keep!

In fact, what he had been working on that day were plans for Kaiba Land, Mokuba's idea of an amusement park. He had been at home because he wanted to hear Mokuba's opinion and let his brother make up some of his own ideas for the park. Also, it was a fool's attempt for him to spend more time with his little brother…

Last time, he had been interrupted by Dartz's lackeys when he decided to start this project. This time, once more locking away his Duel Monster cards, just so he wouldn't get the urge to play it and be distracted by his own selfish needs, he was bothered again. Why couldn't anyone just leave him at peace for five minutes so he could do something to make his brother smile?! Was that just too much to ask?

Seto shook his head, he loved his brother he really did, and that's one thing he would admit to. Mokuba was all he had, ever since he was taken to that orphanage with his little brother after their parents died. If he lost him, everything was meaningless. All he worked for was meaningless. Who cares that he held the most powerful company in his hands just to show his step-father he was better then the man could ever dream of? It didn't matter, if Mokuba was gone…

But now I'm the one gone little brother. I have to get back to you.

Seto's eyes focused on the blonde, who had begun to murmur and curl up tighter, a small grin on the soft features ensuring that the boy was having sweet dreams. He shook his head. He may not be able to remember his abduction clearly, but what had happened not long ago plagued his mind with dark images with vivid clarity.


Seto had been stretching, only having woken up minutes before, managing to get the feeling back into his arms and legs when the door opened for the first time since he woke up in here. Seto whirled around, ready to attack and escape, have this bastard arrested and make sure Mokuba was alright, fire every bodyguard in sight and go back to his somewhat normal life but was frozen when the horrid man came in. That's not what made him still; it was what was in his arms.

Puppy? Wheeler… why?

"Look at what I found. This toy was out looking for you. He broadcasted it to the world after all." A chuckle came with that statement, as if he was sharing a joke. Seto, of course, didn't share his humor. "I decided you needed a partner." The word 'Toy' made Seto feel furious, though he couldn't quite place why. His eyes narrowed on Jonas, unwilling to show any emotion, but in truth he was shocked. The puppy had been… looking for him? That meant Mokuba had told Yugi and his friends! He was alright…

Thank fucking god… Mokuba…

The CEO's moment of relief vanished. Jonas gave a sickly sweet look to the lean blonde then dropped him on the ground with a smirk. Kaiba flinched, unable to hold it back when he heard the blonde's head crack sickeningly against the ground. What made Seto Kaiba scared though was the blonde did nothing. He didn't stir or move. No groan of protest. No shriek of pain and anger. Absolute stillness.

He's… dead?

Jonas laughed sadistically as he walked out, the door slamming shut and echoing across the barren walls, swirling with the laughter. It filled Seto with hate and a strange feeling of sickness. There was nothing amusing about the puppy… being…

Seto felt his breath hitch and he rushed over to Wheeler, quickly checking for a pulse. It was there. Seto released a breath of relief. Then proceeded to attempt wake the blonde up, hoping he hadn't been brain damaged. He would contemplate later on why he even fucking cared but right now all he wanted to see was those amber eyes and to hear the second-rate duelist's voice. It had taken him over thirty minutes to rouse the blonde, but it was worth it, even if he only got a glimpse of those brown eyes. It was worth it.


Seto sighed, moving away from the blonde. He might as well try to sleep. Not much else he could do. Kaiba knew though, that sleep was not going to come to him tonight.


Joey groaned, his eyes opening once more to darkness. He blinked, guessing it was night but he had no recollection of where he was, or why he was there. As he laid there he became aware of three things. A. He was in his underwear. (Joey began to blush at that realization, wondering where all his clothes had run off to.) B. It was cold and it made his fevered skin freeze. And C. He was covered by something.

Sitting up, Joey lifted up the article (A blanket? Joey questioned himself) to his eyes, squinting in the darkness and a gleam of silver off the top of it caught his eye in the barely discernable light. It was most certainly not a blanket. The insignia on what he knew now to be a trench coat was a KC, where the slanted point at the bottom of the K came crashing down on top of the C's head, impaling through it but didn't quite reach the opposite end, serving as an abbreviation, that when spelt out in a whole spelt one thing and only one thing: Kaiba Corporation.

Joey began to feel a blush grace his cheek. If this was Kaiba's trench coat, where was the rest of him? Had all his clothes run off too? Was there an underwear party going on that he didn't know about?

The blonde suddenly flinched as thunder echoed into the chilly room making him search around frantically. The rain had stopped but the lightning storm hadn't. As a blast of lightning smashed into the ground outside, temporarily lighting up the room with its light, Joey's eyes focused on a form he knew to be Kaiba. The teenager was leaning against the wall, one of his knees drawn up his elbow on the same side of the body resting on it, the other leg stretched out, dressed in only pants and a black shirt. No underwear party. Too bad. Joey only got a glimpse of sapphire eyes before the light faded.

"The puppy lives." Seto said softly, but it carried in the room. Thunder crashed into the room making Joey flinch once more. He was grateful for the darkness for the CEO could not see the blonde begin to flush at the comment.

"It must be such an upset for you huh?" Joey said, only half-meaning to be cruel. He didn't feel good enough to participate in this.

"Yes Wheeler it does. Why can't you just go under a rock and rot there for eternity?" Seto replied back, but Joey could tell he wasn't up to this either.

"Where are we?"

"How the hell should I know?" Seto snapped suddenly and Joey winced. Ok bad topic…

"Um… is this you're coat?" Of course Joey wasn't exactly the king of conversation.

"Yes and I'll be wanting it back in the morning, got that mutt? So don't ruin it, its worth more then your house."

"How do you know how much my house costs?" Joey said, his guard up and suspicion creeping through him.

"You mean the one on Pine Street, Apartment 3?"

Joey jumped up in surprise the only meaning of warmth slipping off of him and onto the ground. Bad idea. His head started to throb ruthlessly, his whole body stiff and aching in protest. The worst was his body was now exposed to the cold and it immediately started to run its cold fingers down his skin. Joey didn't care at the moment. "Agh… YA STALKER!"

"I'm not a stalker Mutt. You knew where I live and work. I thought it sufficient that I even out the score. It's only right after all."

Joey didn't have to guess that the older boy was smirking at him. The blonde looked away, embarrassed if anything. The brunette was probably laughing at him silently, knowing he lived in the poorest part of town, and probably knew more then that. He knew the brunette could guess why he was always late to school now. That he didn't have a car and was too stubborn to accept help from the school buses, so he ran to school, every day. That was 2 miles. At least.

Feeling too embarrassed to talk further he spat out a "Shut up Kaiba" then slowly lay down on the cold ground once more, pulling his arms through the coat arms, twisting his legs in the fabric to warm himself and shut his eyes. He heard a chuckle from the other end, but didn't respond. His head was beating in its own rhythm with a furious migraine and his body ached with tiredness. It was too overwhelming to ignore and the young blonde quickly fell asleep once more.

Seto sighed, listening as the breaths from the other end slowly evened out. The blonde had the right idea. Seto leaned further against the wall, ignoring the pokes in his back because too dignified to sleep on the floor, and slowly shut his eyes. Throughout the occasional lightning bolt and loud boom of thunder, Seto would listen and easily find the sound of breathing, and this all lulled him to dreamland as if it were some strange lullaby.


The light blasted from behind his eyelids, and he turned to ignore it but the damage had been done. He had been awoken by the morning sun, and it made him rather angry.

Joey groaned a little as he sat up and glanced around as his eyes adjusted. Once they did, his sights were immediately set on Kaiba. He couldn't help but grin. Kaiba's eyes were shut, sleeping peacefully. So, he does sleep. Joey mused to himself. He had to admit, he's never seen Kaiba participate in any normal activity any other human being did. He's never seen the boy eat or sleep or even drink! It was almost as if the duelist wasn't human, as if he were a machine. Even his eyes, cold like metal and a dark blue that seemed impossible, seemed inhuman. If he'd never fought with the boy, Joey would even suspect that he boys skin was as cold as his whole soul seemed to be.

It wasn't though. In fact, Kaiba was rather warm. They didn't often have physical contact, but Joey did know the man was, in all honesty, human. He could remember the first time of contact when he had run into the CEO, throwing them both to the floor in his hurry to get to class. The brunette had been very warm, and if Joey hadn't known he had class in less then a minute, he probably would have tried to snuggle against that warmth. He loved heat and his hate for winter was always apparent.

Another time he remembered clearly was on Duelist Kingdom, the first time he ever dueled Kaiba with his whacked out technology. And, Joey thought with pride, I was the first to ever use it. Me. He picked me! Not Yugi, even though they are rivals, but me! Even if I did kind of bait him into it, but he was being a jerk! He even was nice enough to tell me how to do it! Joey grinned, his thoughts making him giddy and hyper. It was odd to be happy about being a guinea pig, but he was. True, he had been unwise to think he could ever beat Seto Kaiba while he was still an amateur, but he always wanted to beat the boy at something. He still hadn't found anything he could actually beat him against, but Joey really did want to, badly, and one day he will. He'd prove to Kaiba he was no weakling, that there was something he could excel at and maybe Kaiba would stop looking at him like he was 'second rate' at everything.

Joey had lost the duel of course but when the brunette continued his taunts, Joey had gotten angry enough to try and hurt the rich boy physically. Kaiba had merely stepped away, grabbing his wrist with one hand and throwing him into the ground. It had hurt too and Joey remembered the wind getting knocked out of him. He learned then that he wasn't going to beat the brunette in a fist fight that was for sure.

I've never seen he bleed either…Joey thought, his thoughts traveling back to Seto's 'inhumanity'. Does he have blood? Would he scream if he were cut? Can he even feel pain?

He shook his head. Kaiba probably had a high pain-tolerance level (unlike me. He wins again damn it! Joey thought angrily, knowing his hate for pain even if he had been in a gang). He knew though that the brunette could feel pain just like anyone else, he probably just didn't show it.

Joey sighed, his thoughts drifting away from the boy sleeping across the room and took in the room itself that he could now see in the revealed light. He was quickly sick at the sight wishing he never had. (I'm in prison!) It was true. The room was only double as big as a normal prison cell but it was built just the same. The floor was gray and rough concrete with cracks in it and little plants were growing between them. The walls weren't as smooth as the floor though. They were formed with that type of plaster that were made up of sharp rock and were thrust out dangerously. (What's it called? Stecco? The blonde thought absent-mindedly.) It wasn't very frightening, but it was hard enough so that if one fell into it quickly enough they'd most certainly be cut. Joey felt a bit of respect for the man across the room since he could lean against that and actually sleep. Of course, maybe he was just too prideful to actually sleep on the floor. No surprise there.

The windows were in the middle of the walls, four each on three of the four walls, and the windows were level with the ground outside, the room serving as a half-basement but mostly just a holding place. Instead of glass, each window was lined with rusted but tough looking metal bars, close enough together that Joey knew it he put his hand through, he'd never get it back out. The floor under the windows had puddles of fallen rain and mud that had mixed with it. The forth wall, the one with no windows, had a door. The way out obviously. The door was made of metal and a third of the way up was a small rectangle slot, big enough for a set of eyes to look through but not big enough for much more then that. It was often used for the captor to look through and make sure his prisoners were still there living in the miserable cell, unable to escape. The door had no knob, and Joey came to the conclusion that it could only be opened by one side. How disheartening.

His gaze went back to the sleeping duelist. The boy attire was cold looking, a shirt and pants, his previous trench coat donned on Joey. He thought he had seen movement. There it was again!

Kaiba's… shivering? Joey immediately felt guilty, looking down at the warm, soft coat covering him. If he hadn't been here Kaiba wouldn't have had to give it up. At least Joey knew the CEO was human enough to feel the cold. If you thought Joey would give up this small token of warmth and help you were wrong. There was no way in hell. Not even the devil himself would make Joey give up his only source of warmth. To prove his silent point, Joey drew it close, rubbing his face against the collar, and giggled childishly. He had Seto's coat. The realization hadn't really hit him till now, but Kaiba had willingly given him his coat. The man wore them so much; one would think he slept in them. The blonde couldn't believe that the duelist would have willingly given it up for him though. The brunette always seemed to hate him so much…

Sadly, his soft laughter had woken up the sleeping teenager. The boy shifted, grunting a bit, and then those sharp, cold blue eyes opened, landed straight on the blonde across from him.

Joey felt a blush grace his cheeks and looked away quickly, feeling silly and embarrassed about his actions even though Kaiba hadn't seen them. He silently berated himself.

He heard Kaiba snort and move to stand. Joey, hurriedly but gingerly, tried to do the same, taking a bit more time then was necessary for any normal, healthy person. He unfortunately wasn't a normal, healthy person. By the time he had gotten to his feet, his head had begun to stir with a small tapping pain but it spun in crazy, whacked out circles like it sometimes would when he was extremely tired. His legs shook ready to collapse under him, barely strong enough to hold himself up. He groaned lightly. It wasn't long before he felt his knees buckle and he fell and his legs probably would have gotten some pretty nasty scraps from the fall. That is, if Kaiba hadn't of caught him.

Two arms encircled his waist, holding him up and the top half of his body leaned against the taller, stronger frame. The blonde laid his head against the older boy's chest, his eyes half closed as the boy took in deep breathes trying to regain some sense of balance within himself. To anyone else this scene would be touching, almost intimate. Joey himself couldn't figure out the reasons to Kaiba's actions until the older one whispered, "Puppy, you're too sick to be moving and I can't have you falling on my favorite trench coat now can I?"

Damn coat!

Joey pushed away angrily, Kaiba's words shattering the moment and glared. "I'm fine. I don't need your help." Far from the truth, his head was starting to ache with more fervor and it was still twirling around making its' master sway slightly.

"Puppy, you need a lot of help. Has that fever of yours finally destroyed what little of a mind you have?" Seto words cut in with a smirk gracing his lips.

The blonde felt rage running through him. "Ya bastard. The world would sometimes be a lot better without ya, ya know that?!"

The brunette quirked one eyebrow laughing at Joey with its perfection, as the teenager spoke with mild curiosity. "Sometimes?"

Joey huffed, not caring at his slip up, and turned walking a few paces away despite the precarious swaying he was doing. "Yes well… Mokuba needs you." As do I, for now.

"Wheeler you look like a fool." Seto pointed out seemingly out of the blue. Seto was like that sometimes, talking about something wholly off-topic to get off anything that could become a more serious conversation. This comment though left Joey confused and made him look back at the older boy, curious to know what he had done this time.

"Huh?"

Seto merely pointed gracefully (How could one 'point gracefully'. Once again Seto proved he can do the impossible. Show-off, creepy bastard. Joey cursed angrily) at the only article of clothing he wore besides his boxers. Seto silently mused to himself on how the blonde reminded him of Mokuba when the boy used to play dress up. He ignored the sudden affection he felt for the blonde at his unknown cuteness. Cuteness?! Maybe I've been locked up too long.

Joey blinked, looking at himself. Their height wasn't a huge difference, but it was enough. The arms of the coat were long enough they covered his hands entirely and the white ends off the coat dragged on the ground like an oversized dress those woman in the Elizabethan ages wore.

"You look like a child, puppy." Seto said chuckling.

"Shut up kitten." Joey said and grinned at Seto's response as he revealed his new pet name. It was anything but a disappointment.

Seto's eyes had widened momentarily at the words his jaw slackening just a bit then his face set and he glared, his face flushing only lightly, but his response made Joey laugh knowing that was the same way he always looked at hearing 'Puppy'. Payback was sweet.

"Stop laughing!" Seto commanded angrily but it only made the blonde laugh harder. In fact, the younger boy doubled over, holding his sides trying to contain his giggles.

"What is so goddamned funny?!"

Snicker, snicker."You!" After a few more giggles Joey had to stop, for his head had begun to hurt and spin once more and breathed in slowly, chuckling a little between breathes.

Seto's glaring face would have sent him into another round of laughter, but they were rudely interrupted by the door making a clicking noise of a lock opening then opening, screeching on its hinges as it was. Both boys flinched at the sound then looked at the man who stood on the other side, grinning at them sadistically. "I'm glad you two are enjoying each others company so much."

Joey, curious (like always) at this new man, blinked in a confused manner, "Who are you?" He took in the man's form, feeling a bit disgusted as he did so. He was very grotesque.

"I'm hurt. You don't know who I am? I'm Jonas, and I'm the one who brought you here." The man, now known as Jonas by both, walked in shutting the door heavily.

Seto watched appreciatively as Joey's eyes became cold and angry and the boy tensed readily for a fight, ill as he was. Seto had to admire his strength knowing the blonde didn't have enough to be even partially useful but was still willing to try. And for once, just this once, they were fighting on the same side. Strange as that was, elation ran through him, and he didn't have any clue why, but before he could contemplate it more the blonde who had suddenly took home into his mind decided to cut into his thoughts with a loud, furious voice.

"Bastard, what do you want with me ya creep?"

"I thought my prey needed a friend." The fat man said eyeing Kaiba meaningfully as he stepped closed towards the pair watching his reaction closely. "Besides Blondie, you're rather cute. I can make you my little sex toy later."

Seto paled a little, an image running through his head. Joey was in a dark room, his arms tied to the headboard of a bed, naked, and his legs spread as the man forced himself in. The blonde was screaming and crying looking pale and sick as he tried to resist but had no hope of escaping. In the boys weakened state, it wouldn't take much for such an act to be committed. The CEO felt rage run through him, and a sick, dirty feeling. No one would touch that blonde.

He didn't get a chance to act on his feelings though. Joey got there first.

"You're disgusting!" The adequate duelist burst out and without another warning rushed at the oncoming opponent, not caring for his girth or size or his own fragile state.

Joey only got in one punch between the eyes before his feet left the ground as he was lifted by his wrist. The blonde scowled angrily, the face smirking insanely back at him and the eyes dark with lust, then suddenly the head snapped away, their eye contact being broken, and Joey's feet hit the ground, collapsing to his knees from the unexpected shift with a grimace. He looked up silently at the furious Kaiba.

Seto drew his hand back ready to punch again, jumping back as one tree-trunk leg swept at him, and backed up a few more steps to give them space. He learned quickly though that the move had been a bad one when the man lunged at him, bringing both to the ground. Seto growled his legs pinned under the man's body, both his arms being held down and he glared angrily at the face leering above him. He so very much wanted to crush him…

"Oh I'm sorry. If you're so jealous, I'll have a go with you too before I kill you." The man said leaning closer with a laugh, his rancid breath invading Seto's senses. The brunette sneered hatefully, spitting into his face, hating that he was unable to do more. The small eyes narrowed angrily, looking ready for murder. Fortunately for Seto, the idiot had forgotten something.

He forgot about the puppy.

Joey had somehow found the strength to make a surprise attack, and he jumped onto the man's back, Seto grunting under the unexpected extra weight feeling all the air in his body expelling out of him. Wheeler didn't stop there though. He reached up, grabbing two clumps of wiry hair in his hands, viciously twisting and tugging with no mercy, his eyes wild with adrenaline and fury.

Jonas let out a cry of pain, immediately trying to rid himself of the nuisance by standing, Joey's whole weight behind his furious tugging now since his feet could only graze the ground. The man began to back up, his hands clawing at the relentless arms. Seto discovered the meaning of his actions before Joey did but when he let out a cry of alarm it was too late.

The fatter form had backed away far enough that he was in jumping range. Of what? The wall. Joey didn't realize it till it hit him, in the literal way, unable to hear the brunette's yell. The man bent his knees then bounded backwards and Joey could only cry out in agony as his whole backside got smashed into the wall and his head cracked audibly against it. His vision blackened slightly but he refused to let up on his hold. He felt the body lean forward slowly then quickly snapped back, and the blonde felt his head hit the wall once more, giving out another yell of anguish. His vision totally blackened, his hold slacking. It didn't register into his mind that the body had stepped away and he was falling to the ground.

Seto had managed to stand between all this, his whole face paling as his cellmate hit the ground. The brown eyes were open but clouded and dark. His eyes narrowed when the man above laughed tauntingly and kicked the puppy in the ribs. Joey only whimpered curling up a little, his eyes glassy with tears that had begun to fall from the temporarily sightless eyes.

The scene made Seto feel angry, as angry as he had been when he witnessed Mokuba being hurt by this same bastard. "Stop it!"

Jonas only smirked, his dark eyes flashing in pleasure, and drew his foot back then kicked the younger duelist in the face, the blonde's head snapping around and Seto waited for a moment to hear the boy mumble a response, or issue some sort sound of pain. There was none.

Something inside him snapped. Seto took in deep breaths, both fists clenching hard enough that his nails had begun to draw blood. His whole body started to shake in rage and fury, his eyes wild and seeing red, his sights on Jonas as he bellowed, "I said, STOP!" Then the furious, crazed CEO lunged at the man, all sense of humanity gone from his mind and he attacked with pure instinct. He had never felt more enraged in his life but this man had to die. No one hurt Joey like that. No one!

After that, the brunette had no more coherent thoughts and he moved without thinking, his body becoming entranced with his animalistic urges.

Nails marred the flesh. Teeth bit viciously, drawing blood and sometimes even cutting out clumps off flesh. Yells and screams could be heard, but who made them no one could tell. Seto continued his assault. Punching, kicking, scratching, biting. Red was the only thing his vision saw. His head spun with anger and he crashed his forehead with the other's only set on making this man feel as much pain as he himself was. Screaming. Who was screaming? Seto was too far gone to realize it was him. His eyes were wide and the pupil's small, almost fully covered by the sharp blue.

The two bodies wrestled on the ground Seto still doing as much damage as he could even when he was pinned to the ground. His body was thrusting upwards, trying to throw the man off, his cries of rage echoing off the gray walls. He twisted and turned biting at anything that got too close to him and slashed his only free arm at the face above him, trying to claw out the other's eyes. There was a dripping on the ground, sounding almost like soft rainfall, but Seto knew from the smell and taste in his mouth that it was blood that rained against the concrete floor, coloring it like a new set of paint. The color choice: crimson red. The brunette panted furiously, his voice hoarse and scratchy from his continuous screaming but his struggles didn't stop.

Throughout all this Kaiba could feel nothing being inflicted on himself. If he had been punched or kicked his mind was too far gone to tell him it had happened. All he could feel was absolute hatred and the primal need to kill this man. His fury and rage. His pain for Joey. God it hurt. He could never understand why it hurt so much to think he's lost the blonde. To never see his smile or his eyes shining with mirth or anger ever again. To never feel their bodies pressed close together, even if a fight. No, Seto Kaiba could not ever imagine his life without the cheerful, carefree, independent blonde ruining his life cycle with his indignant yelps and cries of anger when they fought or teased each other. It just wasn't possible for him to be gone…

It all came to a shocking halt when his head was grabbed and smashed against the ground. Seto's vision of red quickly turned black, unable to fathom how Joey had been able to stand two of those and still be conscious, as he fell into the black abyss of unconsciousness.

Jonas grumbled as he got off the boy, standing and began to limp towards the door, intent on healing himself and killing the wild boy later. He'd pay dearly for this. He'd make him suffer!

All the while Joey witnessed this, only half conscious of it, but not horrified from the actions. In fact he was pleased. As the door shut, screeching in protest as the action was done, the blonde rolling onto his stomach and began to crawl with the last of his strength to Kaiba's side. His stamina gave out, and he laid his head on the older boy's arm, pulling out his arms from the coat so it could cover both of them and curled against Seto's side, shutting his eyes slowly.

He can bleed and scream. He can lose it. Seto you are definitely human. Thank you. It was for me. Right?

His question was one that needed no confirmation. He already knew the answer and it helped to ease him into sleep a small smile on his lips. That and the soft pitter-patter of rain that had suddenly started up again, that would later turn to ice, then snow as the temperatures dropped to below freezing during the course of the day.


Seto groaned as he awoke shifting a bit. It took him a moment but he realized with harsh clarity that something was against him and holding down his left arm. His eyes snapped to a head of blonde hair, and he smiled a little at the sight of the young duelist sleeping peacefully against him, his breath visible in the air but their bodies against one another was creating nice warmth, Joey especially since he was still stricken with fever. He was alright… except…

Seto started reaching for the blonde hair. He could visibly see stained blood coloring blonde hair. Not that it was surprising considering how many times the boy had his head hit in one day but it was a tad shocking to see it.

Then, something else drew his attention sharply away from the blonde: his fingers.

What the fuck?!

Seto, in all honesty, would be appalled at such language but right now he was too shocked to care. His fingers… they were reddish-brown… with blood. Seto's hand started to shake at the sight, his eyes widened in horror. What had happened? The duelist quickly tried to recall what had happened yesterday. At least he thought it to be yesterday. The sun couldn't rise twice in one day after all. All he could remember was witnessing Joey get hurt when his thoughts had turned on him and made him think Joey had died. He got angry, then… nothing. There was nothing after that but darkness. He couldn't conjure up any moment after that. There was nothing! His mind was blank!

His whole body was plagued with a sense of terror aimed at the blonde pressed so closely against him. Was it… his?! His terror took over his body this time as he threw the coat off of their bodies to scan the blonde's body. Joey gave a small groan of loss as he pressed closer. Seto sighed lightly, finding nothing on the slim body that would lead to so much blood, and then looked over his self. He had a few minor cuts and bruises but nothing serious. That left one person.

Jonas.

I… I must have done this… But I can't for the life of me remember…

Seto searched through his mind but he found only a white screen would bravely come from the shadows to face him the rest of the events hiding like cowards in the deepest parts of his brain. He sighed, deciding to forget the whole issue since it was beginning to give him a migraine and concentrated on the puppy against him. The body was shivering heavily and the brunette inspected the damage down to the blonde's head, concluding that it was nothing but a cut and a possible concussion, and then felt his fever. He prayed his mind was just hurting to much from a sudden blinding headache to think straight but the blonde had seemed to become warmer then the last time he checked.

"Wheeler, it's time to get up." Seto said shaking him a little. He got a small mewl from the boy but nothing more. He shook him harder, this time managing to stir him into the waking world. The brown eyes opened to regard Seto without really seeing him. In fact, his eyes seemed to go right through him, clouded with delirium.

"Puppy?" The eyes showed no recognition, not even a flicker to install hope. Seto gingerly lifted the mutt's head off his arm and laid it on the ground so he could sit up then pushed the blonde on his back and started to shake him much harder, more frantic then before. "Come on, wake up!" Those unseeing eyes continued to stare up at him and Seto would have thought him dead if his chest wasn't moving with slow breaths. His whole mind had been covered with panic. Why wasn't he responding? "Joey!" The outburst made everything right again. The brown eyes slowly unclouded and the blonde blinked hard, shaking his head a bit and grimacing when he realized doing so hurt.

"Kaiba stop yelling. I'm tired and cold…" Joey murmured back weakly.

Seto rolled his eyes but as he gently coaxed the younger duelist into a sitting position, the blonde's protests started to get louder. "I know. I'm trying to help." The only way the other boy would ever get warm again was by sharing body heat. He drew the blonde's back against his chest, grabbing his coat and threw it over him as well.

At any other time, Seto Kaiba wouldn't believe it and later he would pass it off as something that 'needed to be done' but for now… this was nice.

Joey smiled contently, rolling his head in a more comfortable position, leaning closer and his eyes shutting. Kaiba was making him feel warm… and fluttery. He couldn't understand why, his mind was too jumbled by sickness to think anything discernable, but it made him happy enough that he was close to falling back in his dreams. But Kaiba prevented it. He always had to ruin a good thing.

"Puppy, don't go to sleep. If you do, I can't guarantee that you'll wake up again." It was a soft warning, and under that soft warning was a hasher, more fearful meaning. Joey, even in his state of mind, knew what Seto had meant. "That's ok… I'd die happy."

Joey felt the arms around him shake then tighten a bit. He smiled, but he would follow the orders that he had been given. He sighed, refusing to let his eyes close, and concentrated on the brightness of the white snow outside making a breath-taking, beautiful, tranquil scene outside and Kaiba's soft breaths next to him made it all the more perfect. Yes, he could stay like this for quite awhile.


Yeah! Second chapter has been completed!

Thanks to all my reviewers:

Kumori Sakusha formerly Saelbu: Thanks. You have a long pen name you know that?

Ayamari: I'm glad you like it

Caecuslupa: Well now you know who did it eh? And like I said Bakura isn't showing up… unless you mean Ryou who's Bakura in English and… Grr why did they have to make the names so whacked out here? Blah there is nothing strange about calling Bakura Ryou and having his Yami named Bakura. But nooo, that was just too hard for them wasn't it? Oh well thanks for liking it!

Miyo: glad to hear it! I hope my story went in an okay direction for you.

311lovesygo: I did? Really?! Wow thanks! It's hard capturing ones personality on paper, but I think the hardest character to write is Seto! Next to him it's Yami. I was nervous about the whole thing and I hope I did Seto ok.

Tainted Hikari: hehe, I just pout the whole Seto as a cat to add some humor to my over serious story. Hehehe awe Yugi and Yami together is so cute. Sadly that's the only hikari/spirit pair I can stand. Werid, yes?

Seto'swhiterose88: Whoa, long review! Hey writing and reading don't always correspond but thanks for reviewing. That's what counts. oh and yes, I know I had a really long intro, but that's half the fun right? –Insert nervous laugh- haha Seto's a hero? He's so evil all the time I can never tell. well, Joey never does say how his parents divorced so I made something up and it explains why he hates lightning . Yeah I know he's obsessed, he knows the feeling is there he just doesn't realize it. Haha. You mean, Mokuba's story actually sounded ok? I was worried about that part since it's hard to make someone saw a story in a story and actually make it seem real. Awe I'm sorry for making ya cry! –Hands tissue- yeah you're questions are answered. It's also because Jonas didn't trust Joey since he knew Kaiba, so he took him as well. The whole rape think was just a weird angsty thought of mine. Poor little Joey he's just too hard to resist. –Latches onto said blonde and gets killed by over possessive Seto- I'm hoping that reader's can figure this one out on their own though. Readings not fun if you have to explain everything right? Awe thanks I'm so happy you like it so much! Whoa, long reply. Haha!

Killian: yes, I'm sorry. Joey too! I didn't want to do it! Well yes I did… but that's not the point! It had to be done, it was the only way!

Yuriko-chan: Yes power to SetoxJoey! They are my favorite couple ever! Thanks yeah its 2005 now isn't it? Amazing huh?

Fiby: oops… I killed someone… -looks around then covers you with white sheet- haha, I hope that means you like it, if so thanks. If not, I'm sorry.

Jadej.j: I hope this chapter explained your questions! Thanks for the review.

Copperwolf: I know, aren't Seto and Joey just so cute together? Oh I like the pen name very… evil sounding and angst-like and just so cool sounding! glad you like it!

Yami no kokoro: I wonder what inspired your pen name? –Smiles- hehe, yes poor Jou huh? Hehehe it's not the end of the world I promise! It's all part of my master plan.

Mistress Luna: Oh thank you so much! And I'm so glad you like it!

DrJigen: thank you. I hope you liked the next installment!

Trempush: I did! Did you like?

Luchs: Because Sunday only comes once a week. Hehe! I thought it would be only right that Jou gets back at Kaiba with 'kitten' although just like 'puppy' it's not that insulting. Just cute and underlined with the love they feel! And argh I know! –kills all their, there, and they're- they are my worst part in writing. I always write the wrong one somehow! They're evil! Haha but thanks for telling me. Really, I need to know these things so I can make my writing better!

BarbedWire23: Thanks. I'm glad it got you interested. I was hoping to make a story that would be different and grab people's attention

DarkRoseBlood: oh yes, the length. 15 pages (same as this chapter) that's a good length?! My, it's so much reading. I like the pen name by the way. Very… different.

Once more, thank you, all my reviewers! And for those who at least took the time to read thank you as well! I know my chapters aren't short; in fact they're the longest I've ever had. In fact this is the longest planned fic I've ever made and stuck through with it! Inspiration is a God. Anyways just thank you to all. Happy new years!

It's 3 in the morning on a Sunday but hopefully my fic is up by this evening but you never know with this website. 24 hours at max. Hopefully though it won't make my readers wait that long!

Until next Sunday you all, Bye! And for those who plan to review, thank you! I'd really like the opinion, especially on Seto! He's so complicated it's hard to predict what he'd say or do in certain unknown situations. Awe, but that's why people love him right? Ja ne!