Dogs Do The Silliest Things, by Dani Wheeler-Kaiba

Dedicated to whatever forces led me to first watch Yu-Gi-Oh

Disclaimer: Much as I wish the world of Yu-Gi-Oh was mine, that will only ever be a wish. In other words, it's not mine. Unfortunately.

Summary: SetoxJou. That should say it all. What started as a usual day of hatred between Seto Kaiba and Katsuya Jounouchi was completely turned around. Maybe it was just a spur of the moment thing, or maybe it was something more. I don't know as much about Yu-Gi-Oh as I'd like to, so please forgive any little mistakes I make.

A/N – Even though I've only been writing this for a week, I've been working on it really, really hard, and it's so fantastic to know that people like it…I suppose most authors, fanfic or otherwise, feel that way…so once again, thank you to all you terrific people who review. You guys are the best! Aww I'm getting all sad and sappy…well anyway here's Chapter 6!

Ch. 6: Stupid, Stupid, Stupid

Jou was reluctant to approach Kaiba that day. For one thing, he'd be lucky to be able to talk to him sensibly without arousing the suspicion of his friends – it wasn't exactly secret that the two were enemies. For another, he knew Kaiba wouldn't want to talk about what happened, and he'd be putting his safety in jeopardy by trying to force the all-powerful Seto Kaiba to do something against his will.

There was never a good opportunity to talk – not that Jou was looking particularly hard. But he kept replaying that kiss in his head, and he knew he'd go crazy if he didn't sort things out, so it had to be done eventually.

It wasn't until Friday, two days later, that he managed to say three words to Kaiba at all. That was in a geography lesson, just after Jou got a simple mapping question hopelessly wrong.

"I thought dogs had a good sense of direction," Kaiba had smirked.

To which Jou had replied, "Shut up, Kaiba."

And now it was Saturday, and he had to survive the whole weekend without any answers. Just great. He was dying because of this. But it wasn't as though he had any choice; what could he do, march up to Kaiba's mansion and knock on the door? Yeah, right.

He blinked.

March up to Kaiba's mansion and knock on the door.

No. He couldn't…could he?

Was it really that stupid an idea?

Up and rummaging through his closet looking for his sneakers, he said to himself, "I'm about to find out."

"You don't look so good this morning, Seto."

"I had difficulty sleeping," Seto informed his brother. His left hand shook involuntarily, spilling the contents of his coffee cup on the kitchen table.

Mokuba frowned. "You haven't slept properly in ages, Seto. And now there's coffee everywhere. What's wrong?"

The teen didn't answer. Mokuba was right, he hadn't had a decent sleep in days; since Wednesday to be precise. And a prize to who could guess why not.

Seto always valued his ability to think coolly and logically in even the most pressing situations, but at the moment he would have given his company to be able to stop his brain from attempting to fathom that kiss. He couldn't help it – interpreting unreasonable circumstances was something his mind did automatically. He had never thought a good enough excuse for something was, 'just because,' and science and logic could explain just about anything. Which was why he once refused to believe the Ancient Egyptian magical connections to modern Duel Monsters, and why the unfathomable knowledge that he had been kissed by his worst enemy had given him sleepless nights.

"Seto?"

"Hm?"

"Are you going to clean off the table?"

He sighed, grateful for something to do that required little thought. "Do you have plans for today, Mokuba?"

The raven-haired boy looked hopeful. "I wanted to go to the movies with my friends…if that's okay?" Normally he had to beg for days in advance before getting his brother's permission to spend a day with friends, but Seto simply nodded in agreement. Mokuba's eyes lit up and he caught Seto in a binding hug. "Thank you, big brother! What are you doing today?"

"Working from home." Surprise, surprise.

Now that Jou was here, it seemed like such a stupid plan. Just march up to Kaiba's mansion, he had said. Just go right up there and knock on the door, he had said. Stupid, stupid, stupid! He could already see Kaiba's sneer as he tried desperately not to humiliate himself…and he wasn't even at the house yet. Kaiba's driveway seemed to stretch on for miles, each step of the way reminding Jou how crazy what he was doing really was.

The door was within sight, which didn't make Jou feel any less uneasy. He knew that he'd be better off having gotten it over and done with, but he still had the hardest part to come. He had no idea what he was going to say, but even if he did he knew it wouldn't go according to plan.

He reached the giant double-doors. Phase one, marching up to the doors, was complete.

With one last murmur of, "Stupid, stupid, stupid…" he knocked.

And waited.

For a very long time.

Just when he was perfectly happy to say that Kaiba wasn't home, and walk away, the doors opened. Inhaling deeply, he looked at his enemy.

"Katsuya?"

Jou blinked in confusion. "Mokuba?" For it was indeed the younger Kaiba brother that had answered his knocking, and was standing before him looking surprised.

"What're you doing here?"

"I was – just – " Jou hadn't thought of this. He had completely forgotten about the twelve-year-old that lived here. What if he insisted on knowing what Jou had to tell Kaiba? Things could get pretty awkward. "I just – thought – "

A cold voice from further inside the doors joined them. "Funny, I could have sworn I asked themfor a cat."

Oh, great. Just brilliant. Stupid, stupid, stupid…

"Why are you on my property, mutt?"

Kaiba made himself visible in the doorway. Jou glanced quickly from him to Mokuba, and back again as he attempted to come up with a convincing lie.

"Er…school stuff," he said feebly. "I needed to talk to you about – about our maths homework. Those last few questions…I was totally lost. Thought you might be able to help."

One look at Kaiba's face was enough for Jou to gather that his story hadn't been for one second believable. But for some reason, probably for Mokuba's sake, the brunette played along. "I wouldn't want to waste my time teaching a dog mathematics, but as I assume this will only take a few seconds, you can stay for now. Mokuba, you can go."

Both Jou and Mokuba looked astonished, but the latter nodded and left for the limo. Now the two teenagers were alone on the doorstep, a frosty silence between them. Neither were looking at each other, much less talking.

Kaiba finally spoke, a little impatiently. "Was the real purpose of your visit to stand outside, not saying a word?"

"No," Jou muttered.

"Then I suggest you come inside." He turned away, and Jou, like the mutt he was credited for, obediently followed behind.

Note to self: Next time, think before just randomly typing. This will avoid blabbering on about nothing. Apologies to all readers if that was all this chapter was to them. It was certainly a lot longer than my other chapters. But thank you for reading!