Sadistic-neko: So, do any of you assholes have anything to say to me?

Bakura: You are wasting your time! None of us will ever say it!

Sadistic-neko: (raises eyebrows) Oh? What was that? Did I just hear you say that you don't want any moments between you and Ryou for the next three chapters?

Ryou: You wouldn't really do that would you? (unleashes Puppy dog eyes just in case)

Sadistic-neko: (puts on sunglasses for protection from sparkly pearly whites) You wanna bet? (evil smile) Don't think I won't just because he's my favorite character and your just too adorable. Same thing to rest of you! (points to other yamis and hikaris)

Ryou: (looks horrified and turns to Bakura) Just say it already!

Bakura: Never!

Ryou: (turns up nose and faces away) Well I hope that you enjoy being celibate for the next month or two.

Bakura: You wouldn't do that. (Scoffs then looks unsure) Would you?

Ryou: I believe that I speak for the rest of the hikaris when I say that happily would. I would even walk out of the room if it wasn't for these damn ropes.

yamis: (looks more horrified than ever thought possible) Fine! Sadistic-neko, we're sorry for being so mean to you! You're a great author and we admit that we were wrong when we claimed that you being lazy was really the true reason that you took so long to update!

Sadistic-neko: (smiles) See, that wasn't so hard. (turns to Seto and Jou) I really can't understand why they were so stubborn.

Marik: How come those two aren't tied up like we are?

Sadistic-neko: Because they have already declared how amazingfull I am as an author and are, therefore, off the hook.

Everyone (excluding Seto, Jou and author); What? (bug eyes)

Sadistic-neko: I'm happy now, so (turns to readers) I do not own Yugioh. I really am sad, I was hoping that it was one of my presents but it wasn't. Either way, I hope that y'all like my newest chap.

I awoke the next day to a sight that I just had to chuckle at because it was just that adorable. Now you must be wondering what could be so adorable that I, Seto Kaiba, would just have to chuckle.

It was Jou and Mokuba still sleeping. They were both curled up as close as they could be to my side. Jou had his arm wrapped around Mokuba and his hand resting on my chest. My arm was still wrapped around them both. Not only was it adorable, I had never been so comfortable in my entire life. I could get used to waking up like that.

I hugged them even closer, deciding that I could wait a little while before getting up. Why not take advantage of this opportunity? Snuggling into the warmth that was the blankets and the two most important people in the world to me, relaxed and waited for them to wake up.

Unfortunately, I didn't have to wait long. About five minutes later, my adorable little puppy began to stir. He rubbed his eyes and looked up at me, yawning widely.

"What time is it?" he asked, stretching as carefully as he could to keep from accidentally smacking my brother in the head. I took a quick glance at my alarm clock.

"About 7:30." I sighed regrettably, knowing what I had to do. "I better get up and get ready for work."

"Around when do you think you'll be off?" I looked over my shoulder from grabbing something to wear to the office.

"Should be around two. If you get bored, just ask Mokuba to show you to the game room. That will keep you entertained."

"What kind of games do have?" I grinned.

"Oh, you'll see." Chuckling lightly, I made my way to the bathroom.

"Oh, come on!" I heard screamed. I was alarmed at first to hear my puppy hollering like that. Then I heard the next sentence and laughed. "No fair! I haven't played this before!"

"I bet I cold still beat you even if you had played this before!" I had no idea how my little brother woke up so fast for once, but, apparently, he was completely owning Jou at whatever they were playing.

I stood in the doorway watching Mokuba doing a victory dance and Jou was pretending to sob, still trying to figure out how he lost to someone half his size. If this was a sign of what was to come, there was never going to be a quiet morning in my home again, but that was alright. I was getting something that I didn't even know I wanted.

"You really should be going easy on the poor puppy. Decks and controllers are two very different things after all." He fell backwards a little surprised, and pouted in my direction.

"Not you too!" I shook my head at him, sighing.

"You know that we're right. Anyways, you know perfectly well that there would have to be something seriously wrong with me if I wasn't picking on my puppy." He extended his arms towards me and began flailing his limbs a little.

"You're so mean!" he whined. "This is animal abuse!"

I laughed for a minute before I finally had enough breath in me to say what I had come to. How I would of loved to stay with them, but I couldn't. Sometimes, I really hated being a CEO.

"I have to go now. I'll be home as soon as I can." Mokuba ran up and hugged me.

"When you get back, we're going to get Jou some new clothes, right?" he asked, unleashing some of his most adorable eyes. I nodded. "Can we all go out to eat something for lunch?"

"Where do you want to go?"

"That pizza place that has that really cool arcade in it. We haven't been there in a long time and I'm sure that Jou will love!" His eyes shone as he spoke. He knew that I wouldn't say no and he was really looking forward to it. That place was his favorite restaurant.

"Sure."

Just as I guessed, I was off around two and I came home to find my puppy sulking in a corner and Mokuba already getting my wig and casual clothes ready. I assumed that he continued to beat Jou all day and decided to get my stuff ready for me because he got bored.

"Did you even win one?" I asked Jou who moved to my bed as I changed my shirt. When he didn't answer, I turned around to find him staring blankly at me a light blush dusting his cheeks a beautiful scarlet. I smiled, thinking that, just maybe, I wouldn't have to wait as long as I had originally thought to be with the puppy that stole my heart. "Puppy!"

"Huh? What?" He blinked a few times shaking his head to clear his thoughts. "Sorry, what were you saying?"

"Did you win even one game?" I could see the gears grinding in his head to clear whatever fog was in the way and comprehend my question. It didn't take as long as I thought it would.

"Oh, yeah. I won one. I think he let me." His pout resurfaced and he crossed his arms, grumbling something that I didn't quite catch. "I swear that kid is almost your clone."

"What makes you think that?" I think that he could feel smirk even though I was facing away from him.

"He has mad skills when it comes to game, he's a freaking genius and he almost does your smirk, that I know your wearing right now, as well as you do! I'm not even sure if you're a good of bad influence!"

"A damn good one! Well, most of the time." He raised an eyebrow at me. "Fine, I have my moments. Stop looking at me like that! Just be happy that it hasn't gotten to the point that he's ridiculously scary with you yet."

A quick change into disguise and trip to a pizza joint later found us in a clothing store at the mall. Mokuba and I were fighting Jou trying to get the puppy out of the changing room he barred himself in. I wasn't even sure why.

"Puppy, what's wrong? The clothes you grabbed can't be that bad."

"When I find out which one of you slipped this in with the other stuff I am going to strangle you!" The way he said this told me that he wasn't just mad, he was totally enraged. I was afraid for both our lives. That is until, I heard the giggling coming from right next to me.

"Mokuba," I said in a reprimanding tone. "What did you do?"

"I just slipped something in that I thought that you would like and stole the rest of his clothes when I went past the changing room on the way to the bathroom." If his grin grew any wider his face would have literally split in two.

"You do realize that what you just did very well may get us killed right?" He gave me a dubious stare, obvious thinking that I was over reacting. I sighed, knowing that he wouldn't get it. "Unlike you, I have learned first hand how sharp our new fangs are. Trust me when I tell you that they hurt like hell."

He paled slightly, having already seen our wickedly pointed teeth via Malik randomly sticking a finger in Marik's mouth and pulling his lip back when I mentioned the physical changes we had gone through. It became apparent that he understood what I meant.

"Well," I began slowly. "Since we're about to die anyway, what'd you pick out?"

I knew the smile he was wearing as I asked this way too well. It was his "I-know-something-you-don't-and-I'm-planning-screwing-with-your-head-because-of-it-as-much-as-I-can" smile. Oh how I wished I could shred, burn and do so much more to that damn smile.

Not only did it destroy any illusion of innocence in him, but it always entailed something excruciatingly annoying. It was no different that time.

"You're going to have to find a way to your puppy out of that changing room." I growled deeply in my chest. Being right all of the time really sucked at times like those. Figuring using the desperate, whiny card might work, I swallowed my pride and did something I hadn't done since I was around eight or nine. I attempted the dreaded puppy dog eyes.

"Oh, come on Mokie, don't be so mean. I'm dying to know here."

Instead of teasing me for dropping so low, or for being so bad at the puppy dog eyes, he just stared at me, his eyes wide in shock. I nearly had a heart attack when tears began pouring down his cheeks.

"Mokie, are you okay? Mokie, what's wrong?" I put my hands on his shoulders, trying to snap him out of whatever he had fallen into.

Apparently Jou heard my desperate calls to my younger brother because he bolted out of the changing room, his gaze automatically falling on Mokuba. He let out a sigh of relief escaping from him as he saw that he wasn't kidnapped again or injured. Once reassured, he began whipping his tears away as I did everything that I could to try and comfort him.

"Come on, squirt, tell me what's wrong. Are you okay?" Mokuba only nodded and took a few deep breaths to compose himself.

"I-I'm sorry," he said, rubbing his eyes. "I-it's just that Seto called me Mokie."

I smiled tenderly at him, realizing for the first that I had called him by the nickname I had given him all of those years ago, just after our parents died. I hadn't called him that since we were adopted by that bastard Gozaboro. I pulled him into my arms, giving a gentle yet fierce hug.

"Hey now Mokie," I whispered softly in his ear. "I'm sorry that it hurt you so much that I stopped calling you by your nickname, but I promise that I'll try to keep calling by that like I used to. You better get used to it pretty soon."

"I will." He rubbed his eyes, getting the last of the tears. "It's just great to have the old you back. You better not change again."

I chuckled as he gave me an adorable attempt at my famous glare. He didn't know that I didn't want to go back to that, or how right he was when he said that the old me was back. I could feel my heart mending itself, gradually turning back into the happy child that I used to be the more I spent time with Jou and Mokuba. I knew that I would never be able to get the innocence and naivety that I used to posses just all people do as children, but I could recover the joy.

It was amazing how free I felt. I hadn't felt so happy and liberated since my and Mokie's parents died and I didn't want it to end. My life was truly starting to look up.

Speaking of looking up, that was exactly what I did once I was sure that Mokuba was fine. As my gaze fell on Jou, my eyes widened so much that I think they rolled into the corner of the room. All I could think was, "Damn Mokie has good taste. He was right about me liking it."

Jou was wearing very form fitting leather pants that hugged him like a second skin. The shirt kind of reminded me of the one Malik wore when he was in his school uniform (the one from battle city before Marik took control), except that it clung to his chest, which was the only thing that it covered. The sleeves were about three-quarter and he looked completely hot! No, wait, even saying that he was completely hot is a major understatement. He was, by far the hottest thing to walk on two feet and have blonde hair.

"Whoa," I breathed out without thinking. As he heard my voice, the puppy jumped, ran to grab his clothes and bolted to the changing room. I hadn't realized how low the leather pants were precariously perched until he gave me that wonderful view of his ass as it bounced while he ran. Something else also dawned on me as he disappeared behind the changing room door. He was a whole hell of a lot curvier than I had originally thought.

He was the definition of beauty and all out sexiness. I turned to my brother, giving him the most approving look that I could manage while trying my damndest to prevent the nose bleed that was dying to burst forth.

"Have I ever told you that you are the most amazing little brother to ever be born?" He beamed at me, proudly taking in my praise like a sponge.

"Not lately." I watched in contentment as he giggled to himself. "I knew that you would love it. After all, it just screamed 'Jou'." I nodded and saw that my puppy was exiting his hiding place.

"Do you everything that you wanted?" I asked and became confused as he bit his lip. I was worried that he was going to cut himself by accident again. So worried that I grabbed his chin and directed his adverted eye to look straight into my steady gaze. "Is something wrong puppy?"

"N-nothing. I'm absolutely fine."

"Well, I don't believe you. You should know after these last few weeks that you can tell me anything."

He tightened his grip on the clothes that he had pressed against his chest and adverted his gaze again. After a moment or two, he sighed and began looking at his feet, covering his eyes with his bangs.

"It's just, I don't feel comfortable imposing on you so much. Not only are you letting me live with you and Mokuba, but your taking care of my dad and buying me new clothes. I just don't think that you have to do so much for me when I can't give you anything in return."

I smiled, happy that he was thinking so much about me, but I didn't want him to worry like he was. I ruffled his hair, showing him that everything was okay.

"Is that all? If so you really are being a silly puppy." He looked up at me, his eyes wide in shock. "If I didn't want to do this, then I wouldn't. I'm actually happy to have you living with Mokie and me. Have you not seen how large and lonely the mansion is? It's great to someone else there. I could afford to buy this whole mall anyways, so it's not like getting you a couple of outfits is going to hurt my wallet any. Just don't worry about, okay?"

"I still don't feel comfortable with it," he said with an adorable pout. I smirked as the little light bulb above lit up that would solve not only his problem, but one of mine too.

"If you feel like you need to earn it, then why don't you become my assistant at the office? I'll pay you too, so you can buy your own stuff. Would that be better?"

"Really?" he asked in astonishment. I nodded.

A huge smile illuminated his face as he dropped his clothes and hugged me fiercely. Wearing a smile of my own, I hugged him back.

"Thank you so much!"

"It's not a problem."