I've Always Loved Puppies





A/N: Heylo and welcome to the new and exciting chapter of I've Always Loved Puppies. Lookie here, people... those wanting a little (I stress the little... a whole lot!) Seto/Jou scene might be pleased in this chapter. So, those uninterested take a peek the opposite way. Also... I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! Duh! I am not smart enough to come up with ideas like that and stuff. To the fic, people!




A tiny puppy was roaming around the Kaiba yard. Obviously, the puppy's glare was fixed on it's green eyed prey-- a pesky little kitten. Apparently, the kitten had a newspaper locked between it's sharp-toothed jaw. A mischievous grin was planted on the puppy's cute, loveable, snowy white face. CHARGE! The puppy ran off toward the kitten at an ungodly speed. Frightening the cat, a loud meow sound was heard and the cat dropped the newspaper down and the cat scurried away. A simple task for this little puppy to accomplish.


The puppy carefully bit into the newspaper, not wanting to put holes in it, and pranced up to the Kaiba's doorstep. It sat-- like a good doggy. It patiently waited for someone to retrieve the newspaper.


Mokuba giggled, from the inside of the house. He had seen this whole scene from an upstairs window. A tiny puppy was defending his older brother's newspaper. How cute.


Seto walked to the door, practically on cue of the situation. Apparently, he was in the process of changing into his normal clothing, but stopped to grab the paper. The blue eyed man was only in a pair of gray boxers, but didn't care. Seto wanted his paper! He opened the door... and a weird look creeped across his face. "Tch... let go of my paper, ya mutt!" Seto exclaimed.


The little puppy tilted it's face sideways, looking extremely confused. The puppy let out a cute, tiny bark and sat the paper down on the doorstep. Shortly thereafter, the puppy bolted away, knowing his duty was now accomplished. Seto bent down to grab the paper. And, that was that...


By now, Seto was fully dressed. He sat down in a comfortable chair and read the paper. Just like a mature adult would have done during the morning time. "Hmmm," is what Seto would repeatedly say when something interesting was being read.


"Hey there," Joey said, without a rude tone of voice. Since when is there any sign of niceness between Seto and Joey!?


"Hi, puppy," Seto replied in greeting, in his normally cold voice.


Joey was in his clothes from the day before. Joey seemingly invited himself to the washer sometime that morning, since his clothes smelt of a strong island-breeze scent.


"Eh... thanks for lettin' me stay here for a night. Never thought ya had any sence of kindness in ya," Joey thanked, with that little side comment.


"Never think the worst of people, Wheeler," Seto commented, while keeping his eyes on the newspaper.


"I never did once think the worst of people. I've always thought the best of people," Joey stated, truthfully. Except for he knew that the best of people weren't always that great.


"Not once, huh?"


"Nope."


"I challenge that." slyly challenged Seto.

"Go ahead," Joey replied, ready for that challenge.


"What about me?" Seto began. "Surely you've never thought of the best of me. I can be an understanding guy if I like you. I know you've never known that... now have you?"


"I can't go by what you say. I need to go by what ya do."


"Well, then you best stop being a little mutt then you'll see," Seto said, standing up, looking at Joey.


"That's no problem. I never was one."


"Yes, you were... and you are. Must I go through the list of things in common that you have with the basic household puppy? One: You're loyal. Two:You're just pitiful. Three: You're just adorable," Seto listed, all said being true. Except one thing was missing in what he said-- he never excused him saying that Joey was adorable.


"Ehhh... so you say I'm adorable?"


"Yeah. But... don't take that the wrong way, I still think you're a--"


Joey cut him off. The blonde kissed the other, gently. It seemed almost planned. Almost just... sneaky. Hold on a second! It's still going on! ... Longer... and longer... Joey's not breaking away. No more actions have been held except for a simple locking of the lips.


Joey finally broke away, and Seto looked very weirded out and confused. But, Seto still bothered to finish his sentence. "... Mutt ..."


"Now, you go think about that... and see if that matches what I've got in common with a puppy."





------END OF CHAPTER!!!


A/N: I know, it was bad. No fuh-lames please! Thank ya! Well, I am tired... so, bye-bye. Hopefully, I will get more ideas and then I'll update-- promise!