Story: Puppies and Dragons Don't Mix

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh.

Warning: Yaoi (boyxboy). May contain lime and/or lemon.

Pairings: Jou/Kaiba Possibly: Yami/Yugi Ryou/Bakura Otogi/Honda

Summary: Jou finds out that Kaiba is slowly destroying himself and desperately needs help. But why should he care? He's his worst enemy...right?

Symbols: "Talking" 'Thinking' -Scene Change- Chapter Start & End

Chapter 4: Spork suicide

Kaiba stepped out of the stifling corporate building and took a breath of much-needed air before strolling to his parked limo. The meeting had taken longer than necessary and he wasn't sure if he should head back to school or work, since it kept him so long. They had nettled him of useless, insignificant things and offered him everything but what he had wanted. Of course he had gotten his way, but it had drained him of precious energy that could be used for more productive things. Like, for instance, annoying the mutt.

Kaiba smirked as he tossed his briefcase into the limo and climbed in after it. "Annoying the mutt" wasn't exactly as beneficial as some of the work he could be doing, but it sure as hell was rewarding. An exasperated puppy tends to do idiotic things and watching other people make fools of themselves was entertaining. And everybody knows that the president of Kaiba Corporation doesn't get much entertainment.

He pulled out his sleek, ice blue laptop and checked his agenda. Only two meetings and that irritating dinner party were left. Since they were both scheduled after school, he could head back and be there around lunch, the baka's favorite time no doubt. He had the last and longest period with him and knew if his driver actually did his job right, he could make it over there at about the time it started.

"Mr. Kaiba?" The driver's timid voice called from the front. "Can I drop you off anywhere?"

After a few minutes more of debating Kaiba replied. "Domino High." And to add to the effect that he needed to be there soon. "Be quick about it or I'll fire you."

The limo tore out of the parking lot and headed down the road, its tires screeching.

-Lunch-

Yugi hadn't taken a breath for about three minutes now and Jou began to worry if he ever was. When the lunch bell rang, Jou thought maybe he could take the long way to the cafeteria, grab his food, and run back to eat in some deserted classroom. But Yugi must know him too well because he found him waiting outside his art class, miniature foot tapping impatiently and a scowl that clearly meant trouble.

And so here he was, sitting along side Honda and Ryou, watching Yugi turn slightly blue from all the ranting he was doing.

"And even if you didn't start it, Jou, you could have ignored him and just walked away!" Yugi continued, his hand crushing the milk carton that happened to be near by. Jou gulped, wondering if that may happen to him. Even though Yugi was small, he could be quite frightening at times. "Or you could have just told him to shove off and threatened to go to an administrator or something. You could have even run or done anything that would have avoided a fight because you know that's exactly what he wants. He wants you to get all riled up like that because he likes watching you make a complete fool out of yourself!"

Jou was just beginning to consider committing suicide with a plastic spork when his knight in shinning armor showed up. Or rather in tight leather pants and studded belts. He came like a true hero would, head held high and flanked by his trusty assistant, Bakura, who was currently trying to kill him with his own spork. Luckily, his knight was not affected by this disloyal act and bravely faced the beast that was attacking Jou.

"You might want to take a breath, Aibou, otherwise you might pass out." Yami said calmly, resting his hand on his now cherry red-faced partner's head. "And I think Jonouchi has gotten the point of you lecture, possibly twice over."

Yugi finally took a deep breath and relaxed. Only Yami had this kind of magic over him, consoling and reassuring Yugi in the toughest of times.

Anzu, who had been listlessly mashing her rice throughout Yugi's outburst, perked up and scooted over so Yami could be seated. It was no secret that she had feelings for the confident young man. 'Except maybe to the teen himself.' Thought Jou as he saw Yami smile brightly and naïvely at Anzu, taking the offer. But it was also no secret that Yami had feelings for Yugi, at least not to them. Yugi and Anzu seemed to be walking around in a fog these days when it comes to love.

Jou heaved a sigh, massaging his now sore ears and receiving a sympathetic look from Ryou. Bakura had sat down beside him and promptly started attacking the helpless Okonomiyaki (1) that lay oozing on his plate. He looked over at his animal-like yami, distaste splayed across his features, before shaking his head and returning to his own food.

There again was another relationship in process. How Ryou had managed to tame Bakura was one of the many mysteries of the world. But he was now an equivalent to a rabid dog instead of sadistic tiger and even went to school. How Ryou managed to stand having him at school perplexed Jou also, since he was now spraying bits of his meal all over the place.

"Alright Jonouchi?" Yami playfully questioned, oblivious to Anzu's attempts to catch his attention. "I know that not many have come out of one of my Hikari's lectures unscathed."

"Yami! I'm not that bad!" Yugi pouted, poking his food that looked to be a cross between road kill and what was stuck under the bathroom sink. "It was for his own good also." Yami laughed lightly and patted Yugi's head, earning a teasing swat, while Anzu eyes flared with jealousy.

-Front of school-

Kaiba strode up to the office, his coat elegantly trailing behind him. He needed to deal with that foolish principal in order to receive a permit for class and he was certainly not looking forward to it. He would probably have false concern for his health, inquiring how he was feeling and such n' such.

That was one of the things he could not stand about people, how they treated him. Either they were scared shitless or thinking that they could break his icy exterior. He really disliked the latter because they thought that they were on friendly terms with him. At least the intimidated ones listened to his requests to stay away. Maybe that's why he loved to bother the puppy so much; he was the only one, besides his brother, who really treated him like he was supposed to be. Like a normal person. Though only Mokuba saw his kind side.

As he came up to the glass paneled office door, he was struck by a strong sense of recollection. The mutt had carried him here, to this office. He remembered collapsing in his arms and being picked up. Though he would not admit it, Kaiba had been afraid. He had never been held by anyone but his brother, and only then it had just been swift hugs. It had shocked his system to have that much human contact for such a long period. So much he had passed out.

Kaiba shook his head and hopefully with it the remaining traces of whatever he had been thinking of. He did not need these intimate thoughts about that dog. He only liked to aggravate him and nothing else. But much to his frustration, he could not get him out of his head as he walked briskly into the office.

-Last period-

Jou strolled into his last and favorite period. He had all his friends with him and each sat fairly close. It was right after lunch, so his stomach was full and content. Also, Jou was actually fairly good in History. It fascinated him to learn about fallen empires and lost tribes. Plus, Yami came in handy with the subject that they were learning about, Egypt. Sometimes it was quite funny to see his and Bakura's expressions when the historians misinterpreted the Hieroglyphics.

The only downfall to this dream like class was that Kaiba was seated diagonally from him. The teacher seemed to believe that everybody could get along and refused to listen to the other teachers' warnings about this pair. But today the conceited snob was absent, Jou should know since he witnessed him stalking out of the school, and life seemed a whole lot better.

He watched with mild amusement as Bakura refused to take his seat, three rows away from Ryou, and got into a heated argument. The teacher, having had her fair share of teenagers today, finally gave in and ordered a thoroughly baffled Bakura to just sit down. He had been expecting more of a fight.

"Okay class, please be seated so we can start." Called the teacher's exhausted voice over the chatter. Jou rapidly made his way to his seat, knowing that tired teachers and disobedient children did not mix well. "We will be starting our next and in my opinion, one of the most interesting subjects, Feudal Japan. It is essential-"

She cut off since the classroom door had just opened and everybody turned to see who had dared to come this late. Jou lazily glanced over, expecting some kid to walk in with a thousand excuses to why he was tardy. He got the shock of his life when none other than Seto Kaiba strolled in, his usual arrogant smirk planted on his face.

End of Chapter 4

Definitions: 1) Kind of a mixture between a cabbage pancake and a pizza.

Author's notes: Whew! That took forever. I kept getting interrupted by my brother who kept insisting I play Legos with him and finally gave in. We built this ship that fell apart about seventeen times before he got too frustrated and went to "go build one that would actually stay together." Feeling miffed that he treated me like that; I went to go write only to find that the power went out. (Arrgh!) Anyways, here it is and you better like it dammit, because it took a lot of self-control to keep from throwing the evil computer across the room. Lol. Just kidding. Read and Review and I'll love you forever. (Run away!) P.S. As you can see I changed my pen name. I do not know why I chose this one but I did.