Abusing The Pup
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Chapter Four: A Game of Chase
Kaiba growled. The noise he'd been putting up with was more than enough to drive him crazy. A glance towards Joey made him drop all grudges or anger he once had. Watching Joey play around like a kid soothed him in a way, but he couldn't put his finger on how it did As Joey beckoned him over, he emit a soft sigh. Great now I suppose I have to play these childish second rate games?
"Pup....." Kaiba started.
"Please play." Joey's voice was completely childish, more than enough to get Kaiba to shrug and play.
"So what exactly is the point of this game?" Kaiba asked when half way through the fighting game Joey made him play. He had to admit – he was quite skilled when it came to handling a gun, even if it was just a toy one.
"To win, something I know you love." Joey smirked and watched Kaiba finish the game, getting a new high score.
"You must teach me how to shoot like that." Joey whined.
"It's a gift." Seto stated simply, "You must be born with the firing arm." Joey emit a soft laugh.
"I'm sure Mr. Moneybags here is born with almost every 'gift' in the book."
"Oh? Like?"
"Eh, all the stuff everyone would wish for. Good looks, etc." Joey smiled, "Let's go get take-out or something." Kaiba just stared at the blonde. He was so cute, no matter how hard he tried he just couldn't say no, even if he wanted to. Kaiba shrugged and opened the door.
"Lead the way."
As they drove the road Joey started up a conversation. Seto simply sighed. (A/N: I did mention they took a car yes? If not, sorry, try to go along =P)
"So, what's it like bein' all rich and such." Joey placed his hands behind his head, a lazy look about his usually pleasant face.
"You'll learn soon enough." Kaiba looked to Joey and smiled.
"Buckle up." Kaiba muttered looking in his rear-view mirror.
"Wha...."
"Now would be nice." Kaiba tried to smile. Joey shrugged and did as told, while Kaiba explained.
"Three thugs have been following us since we left the arcade." Kaiba explained, "What could they possibly want?" this second remark was mostly to himself. Kaiba couldn't figure – other than him being a billionaire – why someone would follow him.
"Why?" Joey asked confused. Seto sighed.
"If I knew that," he paused. His eyes were fixed on the road ahead of him, there was a shortcut if he remembered right. Maybe they could out run them, "I wouldn't have to do this." Kaiba swerved the black sports car, rounding the corner quickly. They road down an alley, then turned onto the main road, nearly hitting pedestrians and other cars. The other men did as Kaiba, still hot on his and Joey's trail.
"I see they don't give up easily." Kaiba muttered under his breath.
"Plan B?" asked Joey.
"Yes, plan B."
"Uh.....What's plan B?"
"This." Kaiba stated, thrusting the car in reverse. He smashed into the other man's car. That car slid into the next, and so on and so forth. Kaiba got out of his wrecked vehicle, walking over to the pursuers' car. Throwing a hand quickly to the man's neck, Kaiba held him up, unleashing his anger.
"Why the hell are you following me?" Kaiba yelled. The man looked at Kaiba in fright.
"I .... I don't know what you're talk...." Kaiba quickly cut him off.
"Don't give me that, I'm not stupid." Kaiba growled, squeezing the man's neck tighter, "Now, tell me why were you following me? Or do I have to beat it out of you?" Kaiba held up a fist for emphasis. Must have worked, because the man spilled his guts.
"Mr. Wheeler," with that name Joey cringed, "He told us to find Katsuya and bring him with us. He then stated that he'd finish off the job, and we'd get our money." The man cowered in fear as Kaiba sent a blow to his face.
"You tell 'Mr. Wheeler' that if he has the balls," Kaiba sent another punch to the cowering man's face, "to come talk to me in person." The man continued to shake and shiver in fright below the towering Kaiba.
"Please don't hurt me!" whimpered the man pain relevant in his voice. Mr. Wheeler sure picked second rate assassins/stalkers.
"Shut up you pathetic scum!" Kaiba sent a kick the man's side, "Now," he started, in a more cheerful, peasant tone, "Do I make myself clear? Tell Wheeler to never send any more of you second rate thugs. If he has a bone to pick with Katsuya or me, he can tell it to my fist." With that said, Kaiba threw the man on the ground. Luckily Kaiba had taken another corner, leading them into an alley, so there were hardly any onlookers. Joey stared at Kaiba in disbelief. A week prior to this, Kaiba wouldn't have even given saving him a second thought, now he beat up a thug, scaring two, and threatened his abusive father. This guy was amazing! Joey clung to Kaiba's side like a happy child.
"Thank you Seto."
"You're welcome," Kaiba pulled Joey into his embrace, his head resting upon Joey's blonde locks, "I love you Joey." Kaiba stated unpronounced. Joey smiled, capturing the brunette's lips within his own.
"I love you too Seto Kaiba."
"Still want to get Take-out?" the two laughed as they hopped into the beat up sports car.
"No, dad, please!" Joey nearly screamed. His father chased him with a steak knife at hand.
"Shut up boy!" Yelled Mr. Wheeler, malice dripping from his voice. He pinned Joey down, grabbing a hand full of his hair. Joey yelled out in pain as his father plunged the knife into his shoulder. Tears welled up within the corners of his eyes. His father kicked his side hard, sending him rolling with the knife still embedded in his arm. Tears rushed to his eyes, he cried long and hard, the pain finally catching up with him as his father picked him up by his hair. Holding him up at eye level, Mr. Wheeler send a flurry of punches to Joey's already more than bruised figure. After he nearly beat the life out of Joey, he grabbed another beer, walking back to his couch. Joey took this chance to crawl to the door. He leaned against it with a sigh once outside. The pain in his shoulder was immense, he knew he had to take the knife out. Biting his lip, he placed a hand on the visible part of the knife.....
"Ahhhh!" Joey woke up with a start, screaming his head off. Kaiba pulled Joey's cold body towards his warm one.
"What's wrong?" he asked concern in his voice. Joey whimpered, snuggling close to his proclaimed lover.
"My dream," Joey started, calming down a bit, "It was when my father attacked me with the knife....." Joey stared in fear across the room. He'd become so jump since their encounter with those thugs.
"It was only a dream pup." Kaiba had a soothing tone, "Tell me, what happened that day." Joey nodded, taking a breath.
"Well, I first went over to Yugi's – after school that is – to see if I could possibly stay at his place. His gramps' informed me that he'd gone with some friends to the arcade and wouldn't be back till the next day." Joey sighed, "So I went back home. My father was in a particularly evil mood, his eyes just hand anger and hatred stored within them. Apparently he'd just got done eating steak or something that had to be cut. He chased me down the hall, pinned me to the ground and shoved the knife deep within my arm." Joey took this chance to look at Kaiba's flabbergasted face. He then continued. "After beating the shit out of me, he grabbed a beer, and returned to his life, watching television. I crawled outside and sat for a while. The pain was killing me, so I did the most logical thing at that point." Joey paused remembering the pain he'd felt. Kaiba pulled him close, running his fingers through his long blond locks.
"What was that?" Kaiba asked.
"I pulled the knife out of my arm and ran."
Ok sorry that this was such a short chapter, but I wanted to get another one up today, and I didn't have the time to make it long. Forgive me! Again, thank you to all my reviewers, you're the reason I continue to write. Hugs n' kisses! throws Hershey's' kisses and Joey/Seto plushies at reviewers Much luff all!
-Kaimei Rose
