A/N Sorry it took so long to update, but I'm moving from my parents' house to an apartment. It's quite hectic so I haven't had a lot of time. My sister and her daughter has also disappeared and I haven't been in a good mood lately... I'm sorry if the last chapter was a bit rushed, but I had to keep my deadline... I also got a lot of questions about who kissed whom in the end of chapter six.

I didn't think that it would be so hard to understand, sorry...

I also got a bit of critique about my last chapter, I really encourage constructive criticism, but I'm sorry, I can't really change the plot just because you don't like more than one couple to be gay… I'm sorry if I destroyed the story by matching the characters together…

And, umm... sorry for bashing Anzu, but I just don't like her. And the girl doing the dub in Sweden is HORRIBLE! I hate her... She sounds like a brain dead bimbo. I don't know why, but I just don't like Anzu... okay, just to make it up to you, I'll write Anzu as a good girl in my next story, deal?

Okay, enough talk, let's get on with the chapter, more yummy-ness in this one, so, enjoy!

#everything inside of these are translated from French.#

Warnings: This story contains SEX, VIOLENCE, HOMOSEXUALITY, EXCESSIVE USE OF THE WORD 'FUCK', ANGST, CRUDE LANGUAGE, attempted murder on paparazzi and others, OOC, minor OC's, gay-bashing, YAOI and SHOUNEN-AI! MalexMale KISSING!

Disclaimer: See chapter one.

The Wrong Idea

By Shimisaki-kun

Chapter seven – "Puppy Grooming I"

As the warm lips were pressed against his own, a shiver ran through his body. The small hairs on his arms standing on end. He found it difficult to keep his eyes open, his eyelids growing heavier by the second. As soon as his eyes closed his mind shut down, his body once again submitting into Seto's

Seto smirked inwardly as he felt the puppy relax. He loosely placed his free arm around Jou's waist. The blonde mewled cutely as Seto pulled him closer, pushing his tongue in between the blonde's pliant lips. The kiss was heated and demanding, as if to show the puppy that he was the one in charge. He ignored the rest of the group as he slid his hand up the blonde's back before burying it in sun kissed locks.

His mind was turned into mush, totally ignoring the voice screaming for him to stop. His mind focused on one thing, the warm, demanding lips upon his own. His tongue slowly came out to caress Kaiba's, a jolt of electricity setting his limbs on fire. The hand in his hair pressed him closer, letting Kaiba all but devour him, deepening the kiss... dominating him.

The need for air soon became too much, and Seto had to pull away. Seeing the dazed look on his puppy's face, he grabbed his arm and started to pull him away from the tree, pushing past the crowd that had mysteriously turned up to see the great Seto Kaiba and his new boy-toy making out in public.

Yami and the two others could do nothing else but stare at the pair as they left. "Fake relationship, my ass!" Yami muttered before he turned around, shrugging at the two staring boys.

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Katsuya was so out of it that he didn't even notice being dragged down the schoolyard and practically shoved into a limousine. Suddenly he found himself sprawled out on a white leather seat with Kaiba sitting next to him, his arm in a tight grip. "L... let go of me, jerk!" he demanded while he struggled to sit up.

Kaiba slowly removed his hand, which only made Katsuya even angrier. "Why the hell did you kiss me this time?" he asked, rubbing his sore wrist.

Seto shrugged. "I had to get you out of there somehow, and if I had to kiss you to do so, then so may be it." He replied calmly. "Besides, I wanted to see Yami's reaction. It was very amusing." He said, looking straight ahead, ignoring the fact that Jou had moved to the other seat, now sitting across from him instead of next to him. It was kind of cute, the way the puppy sat as far away from him as he could, as if he wasn't sure about his intentions. Oh, he had intentions all right, but he doubted that it was what Jou had in mind.

"Where are we going, moneybags?" he asked grumpily, his arms crossed over his chest.

"First off we are headed for lunch, then we have to stop by the grooming parlor for doggies... I think we both know why..." he said, looking the puppy up and down, scrunching his nose and wrinkling his forehead at the picture he presented. He looked sloppy, like he had just gotten out of bed and threw on whatever was closest. His hair was a mess, looking as if it had not been combed for ages, and the bangs were too long.

He sighed inwardly. Poor Jacques was going to have a hard time with this one. He normally didn't bring people this uncouth to him, but the man was a miracle worker, the best in Tokyo. Even though he was a gai-jin, Seto preferred to go to him when he needed something like this done, the man never talked about his business with anyone else.

"Stop insulting me or I will go home, ass. I don't have to do this you know." Katsuya growled, looking the other way. ­"How long are we going to be driving? I'm hungry!" he complained.

"Relax, we are going to the Mitsukoshi mall at Chuo-Dori." Seto responded.

Katsuya's head quickly snapped back with a painful crack. "What? I can't go there looking like this!" he said, motioning to his school uniform. "Besides, only rich snobs shop there..."

Seto almost rolled hie eyes. "In case you have failed to notice, I am rich. And it doesn't matter what you wear when we enter because you will not be wearing it when we leave. I can't have my alleged boy-toy running around in rags, now, can I?" he said.

Katsuya glared at the brunette. "Is it too much trouble to say 'boyfriend' instead of 'boy-toy'?"

"Yes." Seto said. And with that the conversation ended and none of them said anything before they walked through the large glass doors to the mall.

They walked across the black marble floor and towards the stairs, Seto leading the way. They stopped at the second floor and headed for one of the more exclusive restaurants in the building.

Almost immediately a hostess in a red kimono with blue and purple flowers painted on the fabric, walked up to them and showed them to a low table behind a delicate screen with hand painted cranes. They sat down on the red velvet cushions and took their menu's.

"Order whatever you want, just do not forget your manners, we are at a restaurant, pup, and an exclusive one, too, I might add." Seto said, receiving a glare from the blonde.

"I know that!" he whispered harshly, not wanting to draw attention to them. He had already gotten more stares than he would have liked. He was not sure weather it was the way he was dressed or the company he was in. he just flipped his menu open and ignored the brunette sitting across from him.

A few minutes later the hostess returned, ready to take their orders. "What may I get you?" she asked, smiling.

"Shojin Ryori, please." Seto said

"Kare Raisu for me." The blonde said. "What?" he added when he saw Kaiba's questioning glance. "I'm hungry!"

The hostess pretended that she didn't hear the rest of the conversation and nodded. "What would you like to drink?"

"Water, what do you want... Jou?" he asked.

Katsuya looked at the menu before turning to the hostess. "Pocari Sweet, please." He could already hear Kaibas snide comments about his drink. 'Pocari Sweet? That is such a poor man's drink...' or something equally mean. He sat with his head bowed, looking at the polished cherry wood table. He heard the hostess excuse herself and leave, but Kaiba didn't say anything. At last he looked up slowly, not meeting Kaiba's eyes. The brunette didn't even look at him. He was holding a silver object in his hand, about the size of a floppy disk (I don't know if this is the right word, but it's the square plastic disks from before the CD-ROM, anyone remember those? –joke–) about an inch, maybe one and a half inch thick. In his other hand he was holding something that looked like a thin, small pencil that he used to trace the surface of the silver object.

'Oh, it's a digital calendar.' He thought, 'I'm so stupid, how come I didn't think of that before?' he sighed lightly, making Kaiba raise his head and glare at him.

"What is it now, mutt? Too hard to sit still for a few minutes?" Seto asked snidely.

Katsuya glared back at Kaiba and crossed his arms. "As a matter of fact, no. I was just wondering why you are such a dick all the time."

"I was born that way, what's your excuse?" Seto said, going back to his calendar.

Katsuya stared at Kaiba as if he had grown a second head. 'Was that a joke? I think it was a joke! Is he dying? Am I dying? Will the heaven fall down on us? Why is the sky blue? Why are the teletubbies so scary?' he shook his head to clear his mind. 'I bet Kaiba said that to throw me off balance, the bastard.' He thought and pouted, deciding not to speak with Kaiba for the rest of the day..

Soon a waitress walked up to the table and placed their plates before them. Her black hair was set up in a traditional bun, two thin needles with a blue stone in the end was sticking out from it. She was dressed similarly to the hostess, although not as extravagantly. Her kimono was a light pink with sakura petals painted on the hem of the kimono and on the arms. She smiled sweetly, her black eyes sparkling. She quietly put their drinks on the table before she excused herself and walked away.

Katsuya eagerly picked up his fork, mumbling an 'Itadakimasu' and then began mixing the white rice with the brownish sauce and bits of vegetables and meat before he started eating.

Seto watched the blonde as he started to devour his food, almost inhaling it. His nose scrunched up in disgust, but otherwise there was no trace of his obvious repulsion he experienced when he saw the puppy eat. 'God, he even eats like a dog...' he thought as he picked up his chopsticks, slowly eating his food in small bites.

"Must you eat like a starved mutt?" he asked after the blonde was finished eating, half expecting him to start licking the plate clean any second.

"Huh?" Katsuya said, already forgotten that he had decided to not speak to Kaiba when he saw the food. "I guess I'm just used to it, have to eat quick so I can do more stuff." He shrugged.

"And what do you mean by that?" Seto asked, dipping a piece of tofu in the small bowl of dark soy sauce before eating it.

Katsuya shrugged again, reaching for the glass of clear soda. "I don't like being bored and doing nothing, I always want to have fun and be with my friends." He said after taking a large gulp of his drink.

Seto raised a brow and returned his attention to his meal.

"Are you a vegetarian?" Katsuya asked, now wishing that he hadn't taken the curry since it was unpolite to eat meat in front of a vegetarian.

"No, I am not a vegetarian, but I do not like to eat a large lunch, unlike someone I know..." he said, smirking at the blonde.

Katsuya just crossed his arms and turned his head to look at the wall instead, a pout on his lips.

The rest of the lunch went silently, the blonde stubbornly refused to talk to his brunette 'companion'.

When Seto was finished he called for the waitress again and asked for the check.. The girl soon returned with a slip of paper on a small, polished, wooden tray. Seto pulled out a few yen bills and put them on the tray, watching the girl as she walked away.

"Can we go now?" a sulky Katsuya asked.

Seto turned to look at the blonde who still did not look his way, stubbornly staring at the wall. "As soon as I have gotten my change we will leave."

"Change? Why do you need your change back?" said Katsuya, now string at Kaiba. "Let the woman have some tips. You're the wealthiest man in Japan, for gods sake."

Seto only stared at the boy across from him. "Have you no manners, mutt? If I tried to tip them they would be offended. And they are paid decent salaries, everyone in this building are."

Katsuya just mumbled something and stared at the wall with newfound interest.

A few minutes later he was once again trailing behind Kaiba, who walked towards the east end of the mall with determined steps. "Are we there yet? I don't like the way these people are staring at me!" he whispered harshly to Kaiba, walking as close to him as he could, trying to hide from the scrutinizing gazes he knew they were throwing him.

"Are you quite done with your whining yet? Because we are here." Seto said, walking inside an archway that had vines climbing around it.

Katsuya quietly followed Kaiba into the empty store. It was decorated with a thick, lush, deep green carpet. A set of (or at least what he thought was) rococo furniture was placed to the left of the entrance. A deep red sofa with bent legs and small details of shiny wood on the front of the armrests and the edge of the backrest. A coffee table was placed in front of it, one red armchair in the same style as the sofa was placed at both short ends.

A bit further in Katsuya could see a long mirror that stretched on for about ten feet, hung above what looked like an equally long piece of marble that served as a counter for loads of bottles and various items. In front of the mirror and counter stood two red leather chairs. The opposite side of the room looked like an exclusive boutique, there were racks and hangers full of clothes in all kinds of colors and materials, but Katsuya could guess that they all had the same price tag - 'In your dreams'. The store had blue walls with golden patterns that seemed to scream 'bordello', but strangely enough the room looked both inviting and quite homey.

"Jacques." Seto said as a man taller than the puppy, but shorter than himself entered the room. The man was wearing a light blue silk shirt and black slacks, his long platinum blonde hair had been tucked behind his ears. The man walked towards them gracefully and smiled at Seto.

"Bonjour, mon ami." He said as he stopped in front of Seto. He heard a slight noise and looked from Seto and at the young man behind him. "Ah, il est ici." #"Hello my friend." "Ah, he's here."#

"Oui, naturalement. J'ai besoin de votre aide avec lui. Il ne regarde pas vraiment son meilleur." Seto drawled in French, walking a bit further in, leaving Jou to stand alone in front of Jacques. #"Yes, of course. I need your help with him. He doesn't really look his best."#

Jacques nodded and started to circle the smaller blonde, making a mental note of his hair and eye color. "Votre petit chouchou est beau, très beau... mais n'êtes-vous pas peu un vieux pour lui ?." Jacques smirked at Seto's scowl, stopping in front of the boy who stared at the floor. #"Your little pet looks beautiful, very beautiful... but isn't he a little young for you?"# (I decided to use 'little pet' because petit chouchou means 'my little cabbage' or something...)

He quietly put a finger under the boy's chin and lifted it a bit. "He has nice skin, and his eyes are gorgeous, do you think he'll allow me to fix him?" he asked, looking away from the boy's almost frightened face.

"It does not matter weather he allows it or not, he has no choice in the matter." Seto explained, leaning against the counter, resting his hands on the cool green marble.

Jacques mumbled an "Ah, I see..." before letting the boy go.

"What is the boys name? " he asked when he walked back to Seto, picking up a brush.

" Jonouchi Katsuya." He replied, seeing the pup look up and look around to see who talked about him. He finally glared at Seto before marching over to sit in the armchair with its back to them. A smile tugged at Seto's lip, but he just ignored it.

Katsuya was furious. How dare moneybags treat him this way? Wasn't it enough that he had to hear the man insult him in Japanese, now he had to do it in some other weird language, and he was sure that Kaiba insulted him, he could feel it and he could hear it in the tone of his voice. And then he just left him alone with some guy that treated him like some kind of animal, walking around him, looking at him. The guy even touched him. The nerve! He should have pounded his face in, in fact, he would have pounded his face in before he met Yugi. But since Yugi disliked violence he had stopped fighting ages ago.

If he hadn't seen the counter and salon chairs he would have thought that Kaiba was about to sell him to a bordello. Well, the salon chairs and the fact that they were in one of the most famous malls in all of Japan... Well, at least the guy was hot. And he was. Katsuya couldn't deny that, not that he wanted to, either. The man didn't seem to that much older than Kaiba, maybe twenty two, twenty three... he shook his head, he wasn't here to think of potential dates, he was here to... okay, he didn't really know why he was here, but he was sure that this was the 'puppy groomer' Kaiba talked about in the car on the way over here. Katsuya just settled for waiting until something happened, and to pout until it did.

"So, what do you want me to do with him." Jacques asked as he removed a few strands of hair on the brush.

"The usual, haircut, clothes, accessories..." Seto said as he watched his friend roll the hair into a tiny ball before depositing it in the wastebasket under the counter.

"I assume that you want him to look prim and proper." Seeing Seto nod he continued. "I'm sorry, but he wouldn't fit in that style, I can make him more of a clean cut goth sexkitten if you want. Oooh, how about the schoolboy look?"

Seto snorted. "I'm sorry," he said as he saw Jacques offended look. "It's just that neither of those styles fit very good. He isn't really innocent, he has been in enough fistfights to prove that, and he has no experience a sexkitten would need."

"Oh, my." Jacques said, edging closer to Seto. "He's a virgin? Wow, with his looks I thought you would be all over him, and if not you, whoever he has been with before. Are you sure he's not playing you?"

Seto smirked, stretching a little. "Playing me? Not likely, he hadn't even gotten his first kiss before I came along. You know what? Just forget about your styles, just give him a haircut and I'll let him choose some clothes himself before I let you loose on him." He said, walking over to where Jou sat. He looked down on the blondes pouting face and smiled before poking him in the head.

"Ouch!" Katsuya quickly got up and whirled around to face Kaiba. Seeing his mean smirk he longed for punching his lights out. "What do you want you bastard?" he said, rubbing his head.

"Just go and sit down in the chair, pup." Seto said as he walked back, Jou followed him, grumbling.

"Have I ever mentioned that I hate you, moneybags?" he asked.

"Quite a few times, pup." Seto answered, stopping besides the chair, smirking as Jou got in.

"Well, I'll just say it again, I hate you, bastard!"

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A/N Okay, I split the chapter up in two since it would hae been too long. once again I'm terribly sorry for the long wait. Please forgive me...

And if anyone has an idea to how Katsuya should look, drop me a line or write it in a review!

Chapter explanations:

Mitsukoshi mall at Chuo-Dori: This was in my 'guide to Japan' book, just nicked the name...

Kare Raisu: Curry with rice, not thst hard...

Shojin Ryori: A vegetarian meal with assorted dishes of vegetables and tofu. (often expensive) it said so in my guide book, anyway...

Ja ne! Shimisaki-kun