Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. Don't sue me dammit.

I took some artistic liscence with the way faeries are. I'll explain it later. Reading my story through I realized that All the faeries have an obsession with their humans hair. Huh. Oh and this chapter is heavy Puppyshipping....

Warning: Is yaoi. No lemon, but hints of two pair of males in lurve. Don't like that? I'm sorry. Here, theres a lovely invention called THE BACK BUTTON. Feel free to press it.

"Human music is too loud. And it makes no sense. Can we all go home and me and Lillypad can watch you and Yuugi play games? Please Joey?" Joey chuckled at Karin's whine. They were in the bathroom cause Joey had needed a break from the music but Karin could still hear the loud blasts from the club with her tiny ears. She was currently trying to bury herself in his hair to escape from the th-thump th-thump of the noisy club. So far? No dice. Joey did feel bad for the small faerie but even worse for Yuugi who had recently lost the love of his life. He sighed, dislodged Karin and lett her cling to his finger. He held her up to hi eye level and smiled warmly at her stubborn lilac eyes and flyaway sunshine hair.

"Ya know why we can't do dat Kar."

She pouted and crossed her tiny frail arms. "I know. I just wish Yuugi would remember Lillypad's real name. It was so pretty when we were babies clinging to our flowers."

"Lemme guess, Lillypad was born on a Lillypad. Dats how she got her nickname righ'?"

Karin smiled and snuggled into Joey's thumb. "Nope. she got her nickname because a frog tried courting her when she was a month old. It stranded her on a lillypad and Treavan had to come save her." She shook her tiny head and her wings fluttered gently. "No. She was born in a rare faerie flower. A tiger roselaon."

Joey blinked. He hadn't heard of it. Of course Karin did say it was a rare faerie flower so..."Hey Karin, what kinda flower were you born in?"

She shifted uneasily. Her alabastor skin turned a delicate shade of red and she fluttered away from him. Joey raised an eyebrow. "Suntin da matta?"

"Your accents showing," he heard her mumble. "You must be concerned."

"'Course I am! Mah faerie is actin all strange jest cuz I mentioned her flower!" joey said his accent really slipping. He held out his hand to her. "Kar, what's up?"

"My flower isn't exactly respectable in the human or faerie world."

"I'm sure it aint that bad." Joey grinned and leaned against a stall. "C'mon have ya seen where I live?"

"....Joey, I was born from a dandelion. A weed. It's embarrassing."

Joey was about to open his mouth when who should stroll through the door than a certain CEO? He stared at Joey for a minute before flicking his eyes to Karin. He raised his eyebrows as Karin dove into Joeys mop of blonde locks. Joey glared. He hadn't talked to Kaiba since said man had uncerimoniously dumped him on the curb outside his house- oh sorry- mansion. Kaiba crossed his arms and glared back.

"Wheeler."

"Kaiba. Whattaya want?"

"What do I want?" Kaiba raised a perfect eyebrow. "Well for starters a certain mutt," Joey drew in a hopefull breath, "to move so I can use the toilets." Joey let it out and rolled his eyes, cursing himself mentally. "Oh, and your midget is apparently quite the sorrowful drunk. He's making quite the scene at the bar."

"WHA!?" Joey dashed out, not noticing the longing look Kaiba sent his way.

"You know, Master, if you want the boy why not just tell him? You hadn't a problem taking him." Severin, a frost faerie, yawned from his master's hair.

"I can neither see nor hear anything."

"Yeah, but you remembered me didn't you." It was a fact not a question and Seto gritted his teeth. He had remembered the faerie. It had been accidental. He'd been working on papers when Mokuba had come in with old scrawls he'd managed to save from their childhood.

"Big brother, what's Severin mean?"

"Severin?"

"Yeah, see? It's written right here."

Seto had taken the paper from his brother and looked it over. IT was his childish scrawl he decided with a sigh. "I'll look it up later." Mokuba had nodded happily and run off. Probably to play videogames or something. Seto sighed and looked at the paper scrap again. "Severin." The word rolled off his tongue. He had a memory of a laughing voice that was easily bored. Blue eyes and lavender hair. Tiny miniscule wings that fluttered and beat at the air.

"So you remember me, Master Seto?"

Seto frowned. From that day on the faerie hadn't left his side, or rather his hair. It bugged him. What is it with Faeries and hair? Seto had asked. Severin had shrugged. He didn't know.

"You gonna continue on like that? Remembering junk? Or do you wanna see how your erm, delicious puppy, and my tricky dandelion are dealing with the stressed out, drunked out, bugged out little one and his faerie?"

Seto's face flamed. Damn the little faerie for being able to listen in on him when ever it wanted. Severin had been able to figure out Seto's feelings for the blonde before Seto had.

"I am going to go home." he muttered stalkingfrom the bathroom, the faerie twining in Seto's hair to keep from being dislodged.

"Thought you had to piss?"

Seto gritted his teeth.

Far off, in Egypt a figure was walking toward a pyramid. It paused every five minutes or so to listen. To a passerby, not that there were many in the desert, it seemed as though he was listening for another human being. But the figure would take up his slow steady walk after a second. Then pause five minutes later for a second. He seemed almost uncertain. But he made it to the pyramid. Placing a note at the bottom of it a smile flashed across his face. There. Now for them to come find him. And he was certain those meddlesome kids would.

Ok, this dragged and was so totally suckeh. But I promise I'll do better. I totally fudged Joey's accent. For one reason alone. I'm not sure its a Brooklyn accent or a Bostonian one. It sounds similar.

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