Dinky Doogie Doggy AHAHHAHHHAHAHHHAHHA... no. - (God, what a stupid title... Anyway, Now Revised)

Disclaimer: I still don't own YGO, but thanks for asking!

D/N: Ah yes... quite... I think I'll switch from updating whenever to updating at least by Monday. Oh, and for those waiting for the next chapter of Diplomacy... I'm working on it, but my teachers are just... evil. I mean evil, evil. So bear with me! THIS is why I didn't write two stories at once! S

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"Ok... so..." Joey chewed on his pen cap, looking at a list of questions on his lap. Ice-breakers to get the conversation going. Yeah, right. He need more than a couple of questions to break those icy glares. Maybe a missile or two... "When you look at me, what do you see?"

"A dog."

"Yeah, yeah..." He muttered. "What quality do you like best about me?"

"You don't always have dog breath."

"Are you actually gonna give me some real answers here?" Joey snapped, looking up with a sharp glare.

Kaiba smirked. "I might, but I don't think your family could afford the therapy."

"Yeah, I would be kind of traumatised after seein' how much blood you got in your body." Joey retorted, his eyes still burning. "Alright, can you at least try not to be such an ass and actually co-operate?"

"No."

The flat-out refusal made Joey's eyes roll spastically. "This is gonna be a long weekend."

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I need more power.

I need more strength.

Where?

Life... I need life...

But from who?

So many choices are before me...

I could have my revenge on that one now...

The swords-master.

My personal bane.

But, no...

He is there.

He is blind.

He is ignorant.

He is unguarded.

He is...

Perfect.

Perfect life.

Life for me.

I will get my energy.

I will get my strength.

So long in this accursed form...

No longer.

Just a little longer...

I must wait...

My thirst will quench.

My hunger will be satisfied.

My revenge fulfilled.

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Joey sighed angrily. This project was going no where at light speed, and it looked like Mr. CEO wasn't in any mood to change his mind. Serenity had gone out for a sleep-over, so he couldn't even ask her to drag him out of this thing. Oh, well. First thing first.

"Where are you going, dog?" Kaiba's voice called out.

"The bathroom, stupid."

"I wasn't talking to you, mutt." Joey turned around. KaibaII had crossed the room, making his in front of the brunet. He sat on the ground, staring intently at Kaiba with glazed eyes.

"Don't talk to my dog that way." Joey said.

"I'll talk to it whatever way I want." Kaiba raised an eyebrow. "What are you going to do about it?"

"Kaiba... you... oh, forget it!" Joey snapped, then stomping off.

Kaiba let a small smirk onto his face, before feeling it slip off again as his eyes landed on the dog.

What a creepy little thing it was, staring at him like that...

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Yes.

This is a good choice.

I wonder...

Do I have enough strength?

The forms must match.

Can I change him?

My heart is strong.

My energy is not.

I must move quickly.

It must be done now.

Very well.

You withheld information from me, young one.

I withhold your life.

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The tension continued to mount as the two Kaibas continued to stare intently at each other. A small part of the original almost wanted Joey back to break the silence. At the moment, anything was better than this much eye-contact from such a stupid creature.

"Do you have a problem?" Kaiba finally blurted. "Get out of my sight."

KaibaII jumped onto Seto Kaiba's lap, the gaze deepening in intent. For such a tiny mind, it was certainly concentrating hard.

"What did I say?" Kaiba snapped. "Go away!"

For a long time, neither made a sound. Then suddenly, in a painfully loud volume, KaibaII dropped open his jaw and let out an ear-shattering howl.

"Shut up!" Kaiba snarled as the dog refused to let up. "God, are all dogs this annoying?"

Maybe if Kaiba hadn't been so preoccupied, he would've noticed his height declining ever so steadily.

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Joey stormed in a few minutes later, annoyed with antics he'd been hearing from his living room. "Kaiba, what'd you do to my-" Joey stopped suddenly, blinking as he looked around. Kaiba wasn't there. "What'd he do?" The blond asked the air. "Leave?" No. The infamous trenchcoat still hung on the back of the chair Kaiba had debated sitting in for a good ten minutes because he was too afraid of getting fur on his clothes. That'd been a real riot. Really.

Joey's attention turned to the closet as he heard the snarling yaps of KaibaII. "Great... now what?" he muttered, walking over.

Sighing, he pushed the dog away and swung the door open. "There's nothing in there, ok?" Joey said to canine. It whined back, as a rustling murmured from the shelf. "Well, I've been wrong before.."

Common sense would have prodded any other individual to use a pole of some sort to push through the mess that was the closet shelf, in case any rabid monsters were laying in wait.

Joey shoved his hand into the pile. "Now, let's see what's makin' all the noise in - ow! Ow, ow, ow!" He ripped his hand out of the closet, a crimson shade coating the tip of his finger. "Oh, great! I'm paired up with Kaiba, I find some idiot dog, Kaiba's disappeared and now I need a rabies shot!"

With a sudden surge of nothing-to-lose... -ness, Joey stripped the shelf of all the clutter, uncovering lost treasures that had been abandoned weeks, months, years ago. Finally, the rabid beast was whipped out onto the flooring, shrieking with a voice only found in rats.

"And mom thought my place was a mess. Well!" Joey grimaced, as KaibaII sprang into action. He caught the rat by the spindly tail, dragging it - kicking and screaming - to Joey. "What's that thing doin' in here, anyway?"

It squawked back at him, whether in fury or terror Joey couldn't decide. Rats only had so many expressions, after all.

After staring stupidly at it for several moments, Joey came to a decision. "I'll go get a box and a shovel. Hang on to that thing, will you?"

At this point, the rat began letting out wild howls that nearly shattered Joey's eardrums. It started clawing wildly as it forced itself to wriggle free from the dog's jaws. Just as it looked as though KaibaII wasn't letting it go anytime soon, it broke free and tore off towards the chairs.

"Catch it, you stupid dog!" Joey snapped. The irony had long since lost its effect. "I don't wanna have that thing runnin' around the house and have her blame it all on me."

KaibaII stared blankly at the blond, showing no inclination to take up the chase after going through it once already. It didn't seem to matter, thankfully. The rat climbed up the side of the chair and dove into Kaiba's coat pocket.

Joey grinned. "That oughta be a good 'nough surprise for ol' Moneybags when he leaves."

Unfortunately, the rat didn't seem to be intent on lying in wait for CEO's. It jumped back out with a scrap sheet of paper and headed for the table. There, it snapped off a lead tip from Joey's pencil and proceeded to write on the small sheet.

Joey stared in utter shock. "Okay..." He said slowly, casting a steady gaze about for a box or cage. "I'm gonna be freakin' rich."

The rat looked up at him, waving the paper as best he could with the lack of thumbs. (How'd he write with no thumbs? Two paws, people. Two paws... )

"What, like I can read rodent?"

The rat continued to wave the sheet insistently, adding a little hop to the mix.

Despite himself, Joey marched forward and took the sheet from the small paws. The writing was horribly small, and it seemed one couldn't draw a straight line with a pencil tip with something... opposable, but slowly, Joey began to translate the sloppy words.

"I... uh... am, I'm guessing..." Joey mumbled. The colour suddenly drained out of his face, as he stared down at the rat in horror.

"Kaiba?"

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D/N: Short, huh? Well, w/e, that's all you get for now. I'm tired, I'm going to go sleep. But hey, reviews make me type faster! From Qk of the Future: Reviews make me type faster... Ahahaha... And I'm the Queen of the Jungle Men, too. Dear gravyness... I actually used w/e back then... What an idiot I am. (Eriso: It's what I've been saying...) Shut up.