Disclaimer: Yes, I own the original idea of the story. That's about it. I don't take credit for even the writing style. That's Ookami's, as far as I can tell. And really, if I owned Yuugiou, there would be more focus on pairings, less on dueling.
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Puppy. That stupid, insignificant furrball. For one reason or another, my item of interest was paying more attention to that little beast than me. And for what reason? It'll only die and cause him misery. Perhaps he wasn't as smart as I'd hoped.
"Good girl!"
About the only two words I'd heard him say today, and to whom? That damn runt of a fleabag! What made it even more of an annoyance was the fact each phrase to said furrball was in a baby voice. How much longer...?
"She likes you, Kaiba, just pick her up. Please?"
I even felt pity for myself, turning into such a sucker for him. Yes, I'd picked up the flea-ridden so called dog and received a good licking. To my distaste, of course.
But everything seemed to be the same. Not only did I feel neglected, but I also felt I wasn't good enough. Was that his reason for getting the animal? More attention? Either way, I'd do anything to get his attention back on me. Some nights now, it's even as bad as me forcing him to share a bed with me. For the first time in awhile, I'm doubting his love for me.
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Author's Note: Yes, I'm trying to suck up to my readers. Let this be my apology for 'Impassive to Passionate' and it's late updating. I'll give a more indepth apology/plea when the next chapter is actually complete. Which won't be too much longer.
So this one...I couldn't get the word 'puppy' out of my head, alright? And I wrote it on behalf of Ookami's unique writing style and her loyalty to the pairing of Kaiba Seto x Mutou Yuugi. So, there you go. Like? Don't like? I'd really like to know!